𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀིHonyedJade (⁎⁍̴̛ ₃ ⁍̴̛⁎)

There are two thick fingers sliding through your sopping, fat folds— dragging up and down, fingers smearing your syrupy juices all over your messy pussy. One finger gently teases your quivering entrance, barely dipping in before dragging your arousal back to your aching clit. . rolling the bud in circles until you gasp in delight.  You tangle your hands in Zayne’s hair, holding and tugging onto the strands in ecstasy. 

“Nghhh—! Haaah, a- stop teasing meee, Zaynie’. . I-i need moree!” You drool out from your stupor, whimpering when he suckles harder onto your nipple. . moaning softly to send vibrations through your body. 

Your body reacts wonderfully to Zayne’s touch, it’s becoming increasingly harder to deny you that sweet pleasure you desire when you beg so unapologetically to your husband. Two slender fingers pressed against your hole, plunging to hilt of your pussy with a welt squealchh— stretching your walls sooo perfectly it has you choking on a moan. You gasp on his name, toes curling up, shivering helplessly from that burning pleasure. 

He groans against your chest, finally releasing your nipples— teasing the bud by gently nibbling until you squeal. Instead, he roughly drags his tongue against your nipple, to the valley between your mounds, then to your other breast— giving it that same sweet treatment. Zayne’s fingers reaches soo deep, curling and slamming into your velvety walls with an obscure sloshh of your wet cunt.

The inside of Zayne’s hand slaps meanly into your puffy clit with every thrust of his fingers back into your greedy warmth, sending delightful shocks of pleasure through your already exhausted body. You can barely keep up, melting into the sheets as he explores your cunt— fingers somehow pressing deeper into your gooey walls, your arousal coating the base of his digits. 

“Mmh. . doing soo perfectly for me, sweetheart” Zayne murmurs against your chest, foggy glasses pressing into your skin as he tilts his head for a better angle to lap and drag his tongue against your nipple. 

You whine in response, gasping loudly when the temperature of his skin seems to drop too quickly. Synchronized, goosebumps erupts all over your body, shivering from his cool touch. One of Zayne’s hands presses hard onto your belly, fingers still positioning deep into your drooling hole.

Through scrunched up eyes, you can barely see Zayne peering up at you with lust and hungry filled eyes. He gazes at your body, drinking up every single once of your reactions to his touch; twitching, jumping, shaky breaths, he’s remembering every single one. He perfectly curls his fingers until he presses against your g-spot, the hand off your plush belly pressing harder as he thrusts his fingers into your spasming hole. 

“Haah—! O-oh fuck! Nngh. . fe- feels toooo good!” You wail out, eyes rolling back as your back arches once again. 

That subtle heat in your lower belly is now bold and loud, you’re sooo close to cumming. It’s just that, this feels more intense and hotter than you expected. Your skin feels more heated and stimulated.

“Mmhp—! Z- Zayne!” You squeal out, hands tugging at his hair as he groans from the tiny pain.

Your velvety walls quiver and tighten around his fingers, sucking him deeper as he miraculously keeps his same pace— a medium pace but he presses deeper into your pussy with every thrust. You can barely string words together, squealing in ecstasy when that boiling, white hot pleasure explodes in your belly. Your juices squirt from your sopping pussy, the liquid spraying onto Zayne’s arm and hands. 

It’s messy, your whimpering and tears are dripping from your eyes, hips jolting and shaking from how intense your orgasm was. Zayne didn’t seem to mind, eyes shut as he enjoys the way your nipples jolt against his tongue— fingers still steady fucking into your sloppy hole. 

By time you ride your orgasm, Zayne is dragging his tongue against your heated skin until he reaches your dripping and glistening pussy. 

“Mmh? N- no! P- please, I can’t handle it —nghh!” You mumble out barely coherent words, intensely trembling when he drags his tongue through your syrupy folds.

“Just let me clean you up, my beloved” he murmurs against your fat pussy lips, tongue dragging from your hole to your twitching clit— suckling onto the nerve until you squirm.

CALEB

Your breathing is completely erotic and ragged, it’s becoming awfully hard to breathe when the pleasure is overwhelming. You’re twitching and shivering in ecstasy; your body is burning hot, slick and glistening from sweat, lower belly stained by your own juices. It’s not just the pleasure that’s making it hard to breathe, it’s from Caleb— pistoning a thick dildo, molded after his cock, to ram deep into your raw cunt with an obscure squealchh.

“Hnng—! I. . fu- fuckk!” You gasp out between breathless moans, back arching off the bed every time the dildo kisses at your g-spot. 

The toy can easily press into your most sensitive spots, just like Caleb can, it’s delicious the way it stretches out your velvety walls. Your thighs tremble violently, walls spasming and quivering around the toy— sobbing out your boyfriend’s name when he engulfs your clit in his hungry mouth, suckling onto the puffy bud. He drags his tongue against the engorged hood, smearing his tongue against your clit in a slow manner. . up and down.

The dildo was fucking deeper into you now, relentless, each push of the toy was aimed directly at that spot inside you that made your toes curl and your vision blur— eliciting breathless sobs from your swollen lips. Caleb’s lips wrap around your poor clit, sucking hard. You let out a broken yelp of his name, Caleb, eyes rolling back so far as his tongue flicks at the hood of the engorged bud. 

The pleasure is becoming too much for your poor, overwhelmed body to handle. Being so thoroughly filled by a thick dildo while your clit was being suckled and lapped at by a rough tongue; your kind counselor focused on anything beside Caleb and how he’s making you feel sooo good.

“Haaah—! F- feels too good, ngh!” You squeal out loudly, hips bucking widely at the pleasure.

“Mmhp—! Ca- Caleb!” You whine out, tears clinging to the corner of your eyes.

Caleb drags his tongue firmly against the swollen flesh of your bud, sneaking his spit all over your messy pussy. He’s loud, groaning, moaning, and whining into your pussy— the vibrations coursing through your body, eliciting a sob from you. 

“Haah. . mmh? Yes?” Caleb hums out in response to you whimpering out his name, his warm breath fanning onto your exposed clit— there’s a pleasurable wave of heat that pools down to your cunt, arousal gushing around the toy.

He suckles back onto your clit, the non-stop attention he gives you is enough to have you squirming and writhing from the pleasure. Your clit, swollen, buzzing, and glistening from arousal, is throbbing in pleasure when Caleb drags his tongue against the bud over and over. It’s like he can’t keep his mouth unoccupied for too long, he needs to keep his mouth against your pussy. 

“Nngh—! O- oh fuckkk. .” You wail out loudly, velvety walls tightening around the didlo— juices pooling at the base of the toy. 

It’s messy. The wet squealch of your sopping pussy, the obscure slurping sound of Caleb lapping at your clit like his life depended on it. That heat in your lower belly is warm, it has you violently shivering in ecstasy.   

And Caleb, he’s just as messy; unapologetically loud when slurping at your puffy clit. That slurping sounds, squelching, and muffled moans, groans, and grunts against your mound is loud. Once again, he 

hums against your pussy, suckling and lapping at your cunt like his life depends on it, shamelessly moaning your poor, buzzing clit. 

“I ne- need more of you. . give me mo-more. .—“ he murmurs against your clit, one of his hands digging greedily into the fat of your thighs to push you open wider— simultaneously forcing your fat folds to part. 

“Haah. . nngh, w- wanna cumm” you drool out, rolling your head back to lay against the pillow. 

Your hips are relentless, bucking and squirming from him. Yet, Caleb pays no mind to it, he’s too big lewdly and erotically lapping at whatever sensitive skin of yours he can. Perhaps he’s gone completely drunk at how sweet you are— sweet, you taste just like how he imagined you would.

That thick toy, pressing deep and roughly into your g-spot, has you choking on air. And with a loud cry of Caleb’s name, your gooey walls clamp down tightly around the dildo, your juices spraying from your stuffy hole. 

“Oooh-! Fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. .” You babble over words, incoherent as white, hot heat was all you could see. 

The bed is completely soaked in your sticky juices, some of your juices managed to land onto your lower stomach. And yet, he still gently presses the toy back into your drooling hole, slowly plunging in  and out.

“Wahh—! O- oh fuck. . Caleb. shit. . can’t—“ is all that you can say, words dying at the tip of your tongue when he suckles roughly onto your clit.

“C’mon, baby. . one more time! Wanna see you squirt like that again. .” Caleb gulps, eyes completely blown out in pleasure.

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Deep red ropes tightly wrap around the thick circumference of Sylus’s biceps and arms, effectively binding them together to keep his arm stilled. The stains of red lipstick are smeared all over his skin; his lips, cheek, neck, chest, abdomen, and even his. . Rough groans and grunts of your name are pulled from his swollen, kissed- up lips. 

Your lips engulf his bulbous, angry red tip— hollowed out cheeks, tongue slowly dragging against the underside of his cock. 

“Mmhp. .” You moan softly around his dick, feeling his thighs twitch lightly from the vibrations coursing through his body.

You press your tits harder onto the thicker base of his shaft, leisurely stroking his cock. . up and down with your soft boobs. With eyes squeezed tightly shut, you force yourself to take more and more of Sylus’s wonderfully thick and long cock— hands quickly reaching out to tightly hold at his red lipstick stained thighs for leverage. With a muffled moan, you pull off away from his length with a shaky exhale. . a thin string of a mixture of spit and arousal connected between you. 

Instead, you decide to lick a broad strip against the underside of Sylus’s length again, feeling him twitch and bob against your lips. Surprisingly, you swallow an impressive amount of his cock into your hungry mouth. . earning yourself a breathless moan from your dear boyfriend. The soft and muffled sounds of gagging and slurping sounds from you are loud and nasty.

“Haah. . s- sweetie” Sylus groans out, fingers threading through your hair gently. 

With a lewd pop, his cock slaps at your swollen lips, mixture of beaded precum and spit smears onto your lips. It’s messy. You lean in to press a soft kiss to the tip of his cock.

That slick wetness between your thighs is more notable as cool air blows onto your exposed pussy, that subtle throbbing of your core has you whimpering quietly. You crawl into his lap, thighs planted beside his legs, the thick tip of his cock catching at your puffy clit. You snatch at the wraps binding his arms together, quickly and fastly tugging them off— giving Sylus the chance to take purchase on your hips, holding the flesh firmly.

“Mmhp. .” You moan softly when his thickens too barley pushes into your drooling hole, stretching your walls soo wiide.

The sweet burn is subtle, the pleasure of being stretched and filled completely drowns out the pain. You both share groans and moans, Sylus’s thick cock sinking deeper and deeper into your velvety walls. You tremble lightly, flushing in embarrassment at the wet squelchh and sloshh of your wet cunt when Sylus’s length is finally buried to the hilt of your pussy. 

“Nghh. . so warm” he groans quietly, grip tightening on your plush hips. 

You whimper, rolling your hips slowly— gasping when he brushes right against your sweet spot. You manage to pull yourself off Sylus’s length, only to slam yourself back onto his lap with a loud plap. With each bounce, your boobs bounce from the rough thrust. 

“Nngh—!” You moan out, shivering when his thumb finds your clit that repeatedly smacks at his abdomen. 

The one hand on your hips moves to your back, pushing you close until he could wrap his lips around your nipple— lewdly lapping at sucking at the bud until it’s stiff from the stimulation. Sylus’s moans are muffled, completely focused on suckling at your chest, leaving pretty marks behind on your flesh. The way your gooey walls wrap around his length, spamming and squeezing. . his head is feeling dizzy. 

“Haah. . s-sy! Fe- feels soo good. .” You gasp out, feeling him bob and twitch deep inside your walls. 

The only warning you get is that muffled groan from him, face still buried between the mounds in your chest; there’s a small peak of Sylus furrowed brows and closed eyes. . concentrated on marking your chest. Ropes of warm cum shoots into your walls, thick cock nodding every time he pumps cum into your pussy. Instead of slowly down, you continue to slam yourself back onto his twitchy length, drawing out his orgasm. . 

“Mmhp! Haah. . A- again. . wanna make you cum again, Sy. .” You murmur out, an unmistakable tone of lust and need in your voice.

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ᛝ CALEB

Spit-covered lips are pressed firmly against yours in a feverish kiss, the flavor of intense sugary chocolate melts onto your tongue— the taste of the sweetness has a small wave of heat coursing through your body. Caleb breathlessly moans your name quietly into your lips, the hands on your hips have a firm grip, in a needy manner.. he’s dragging you closer and closer to his body like his life depends on it. He slowly drags his lips from your parted lips to your chin, kissing softly and occasionally poking his tongue out to taste your delicious fucking skin— letting out a ragged moan at the way your scent and flavor invades his thoughts.

Ever since Caleb got back from the bakery, he’s been  acting even more clingy than usual, he’s practically stuck to your hip! It’s like he can’t breathe, the only way to quell and tame that brewing hunger inside him is you. Warm lips find themselves on the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving small  marks into your flesh— his nose pressed against your scent glands before taking in a deep inhale, you smelled even more divine than normally. 

“Mmmhp— C- Caleb? Fuckk, honey —haah. . wh- what’s gotten into you?” You ask out shakily, voice unstable, it’s hard to say anything when you are moaning quietly every time he wraps his lips around the skin of your neck before sucking harshly.

He doesn’t respond to your call immediately, opting to lap and mark at your neck. . for now. Caleb presses himself harder against your body, unsatisfied with how much space is between you. . which actually isn’t a lot. He rolls his hips, grinding himself against your thighs while letting out a whiney groan— you can feel something pressing against your skin and oh. .

“Oh fuck. .” You whisper out softly, gulping then letting out a shaky exhale. 

What was pressed against the skin of your leg was Caleb’s cock, bobbing and throbbing in need, fighting against the restraints of his pants. You let out a pretty gasp. . seeing him act so unapologetic for your attention makes your cunt quiver around nothing— a subtle heat pooling down to your stomach before reaching further down to between your thighs. 

“Nghh. . ‘M so sorry, I- I just. . I needa’ have you right now” Caleb manages to pull his lips from your neck, lifting you up from the bottom of your thigh. . your legs wrap around his hips instinctively without much thought, letting him carry you to your bedroom. 

He pulls open the room door, shutting it softly with his heel. . leaving you in a dimmed room with your boyfriend who looks like he wants to leave you jelly- boned. You drag your fingers through his scalp, tenderly tugging the strands to summon moans from Caleb. 

“Th- the chocolate. . it had ap- aphrodisiac —haah” he groans out, greedy hands practically tearing off your clothes one by one, tossing them to the side. 

In response to Caleb’s eagerness, you quickly unbuckle his belt and slide down his pants— your mewl muffled by his lips as that sweet flavor of chocolate melts into your mouth again. You pressed you against the bed, grabbing ahold of your thighs in a firm grip and pushing them against your chest in mating press. His lips haven’t parted from yours, tongue still toying and gliding against yours. 

“I- I’ve been thinking of yo- you allll dayy, baby” Caleb murmurs against your swollen lips, 

He just can’t get enough of your intoxicating flavor, although the effect of the aphrodisiac was painfully slow when creeping through his body, the lewd thoughts of you came quickly. Caleb drags his warm lips from yours down to your neck, quickly sucking a red mark into your skin before wrapping his lips around your nipple— sucking gently. A wet pop as he lets go of your nipple before engulfing it back into his hungry mouth, dragging his tongue against your sensitive nipple. . moaning softly into the mound. 

You shiver sources through your body, shivering lightly when Caleb’s teeth scratches at your flesh. He presses your boobs together roughly, sucking on both your nipples. The aphrodisiac in his system makes the taste and flavor of you even more delicious. 

“Mmmhp. . ohmygod, t- taste sooo good” he murmurs into your chest, leaving trails of spit along your skin.

“Pl- please, baby, p- please play wi- with yourself” Caleb whines out, moaning happily when he sees your hands trailing down your plush stomach then the wet, slick sounds of your fingers rubbing at your sopping pussy.

You hadn’t realized how truly wet you are, your cunt is covered in your arousal— juices smearing onto your fingers as you roll soft circles onto your puffy clit. Caleb presses sweet yet hungry kisses from your chest to your plush belly, moving further down until his warm breath fans onto your dripping hole. . pulling a gasp from your swollen lips. You take the time to really see him and oh fuck— his eyes are blown on with an overwhelming amount of desire and carnal hunger for you, drool peeking from between his lips, and his cheeks flushed red from the heat. 

Unapologetically, Caleb tugs apart your sticky folds to reveal your flesh glistening from the sheen of arousal coating it— he lets out a quiet fuck under his breath. One of your arms wraps around your squishy thighs and pulls it closer to your chest. Still at a steady pace, you provide little stimulation to your engorged clit— only drawing out breathless gasps and whines. 

“C’mon, ba- baby. . rub yourself faster. . fuck” he encourages, eyes wide when he sees your juices splattering everywhere when you press harder and faster onto your clit— your toes curling from the sweet pleasure.

Caleb leans in closer to your cunt, eagerly and quickly, he drags his tongue through your slicked folds until he reaches the tip of your fingertips before delving through again. He’s lewdly drinking up your sweet juices, mouth hungry for more, practically salivating. He plunges his tongue into your quivering hole, a wet squealchh of your velvety walls stretching around the wet muscle echoes through the room. 

You are sobbing and mewling out in ecstasy, wildly bucking your hips towards his insatiable mouth— glossy eyes rolling back when he fucks his tongue into your gooey walls meanly. Your thighs are trembling now, the slick squelchh and sloshh sounds fill the room along with your moans and Caleb’s muffled, rough groan against your pussy. 

“Nngh—! I- I. . fe- feels sooo fucking good, leb’” you gasp out, rolling your clit harder and faster, warm warms fluttering and spending around his tongue. 

That knot in your stomach is tightening within every passing second, getting tighter and tighter. You let out a loud squeal of his name, body quaking from how intense and overwhelming the pleasure feels right now. Caleb grunts and moans against your clit in a rough voice, eyes shut closed in concentration as he drags his tongue in and out of your sopping cunt.

“Mmhp—! Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod. . ‘M gonna cumm — waah, fuck ‘m gonna cum, baby” you yelp out, letting out a loud moan as your pussy gushes around his tongue, becoming unbearable tight around the wet muscle. 

Your fingers toying with your puffy clit stutter before pulling away from the swollen bud, a thin string of arousal connected between your fingers and your clit. It takes you a few seconds to ride your high, glancing at Caleb who looks like he’s far from down with you.

“Haaah— god you taste soo good. .” Caleb whispers, tongue lapping at his lips to drink up whatever that tastes like you. 

Caleb grabs ahold of your thighs again, pushing them firmly into your chest— grinding his clothed, throbbing cock against your slick pussy. That heat and desire in his eyes have barely changed, you are in for a long night.

ᛝ XAVIER

The tangy yet awfully sweet flavor of a delicious chocolate seems to forever linger on your tongue, it doesn’t matter how much you try to gulp down the taste— it just seems to be permanent in your mouth. When was the last time you ate a chocolate that contained such a bold, obnoxious, intense flavor that it lingers in your mouth? The chocolaty taste must have been from the soft, warm, plush lips that are pressed firmly and desperately against yours, a sweet tongue dragging against yours in a heated and erotic manner— it wasn’t you who ate chocolate, it was Xavier. . that’s how the chocolate flavor got into your mouth. 

It’s been hours since Xavier left for the nearby bakery, offering to buy the both of you chocolate— the bakery was at least a five minute walk, it was suspicious that he was taking so long to pick up only two chocolate bars. Once he finally managed to come back home, holding only one chocolate bar in hand while the other hand held a crinkled up wrapped in an awfully tight grip, he never really gave you a clear explanation for being out for hours— instead, he simmered nearby you so close. . looking at you sad if you created the air he breathes. You noticed that he was displaying symptoms like higher temperature, cheeks dusted in flush, sweat sticking to his forehead, eyes blown out, skin hot to the touch, and awfully needy for your attention. 

You were almost convinced that he managed to get sick, however, when he started to breathlessly whimper into your neck, kissing your skin, whimpering for your attention. . — this definitely wasn’t a normal sickness. He pulls you against him firmly, at those closeness, you can really feel how hot he was. Xavier smears and drags his tongue against yours; slow at first, savoring the feeling of your skin against his in an intimate fashion, before the kiss becomes fast and sloppy, full of desperation. In response, droplets of drool seeps from your lips from the hungry kiss.

“Mmmhp— . . X- Xavie’?” You managed to gasp out between the hungry kisses that he keeps pulling you into.

One of your hands finds itself carding through Xavier’s short hair, nails slightly digging into his scalp— earning yourself a delighted, slightly muffled, moan from your boyfriend. You wanted to question your dear boyfriend about the familiar change in his behavior, it’s awfully similar to how he acts when drunk. . clingy, but before you could string words together he is softly pressing chocolate against your swollen lips. You can tell that he’s merely offering a taste of the dessert, keeping it close to your lips but never forcing you to take a bit. 

You know you really shouldn’t consume the chocolate, it’s laced with aphrodisiac after all. . you’d end up just as needy as your boyfriend. However, instead of declining Xavier’s offer— you lean in closer towards the dark brown bar, taking a small bite out of the candy. That same overly sugary, chocolate flavor melts onto your tongue. . mingling with it is the abrupt feeling of warmth. 

Your skin starts to feel noticeably warmer than before, becoming hotter and hotter within every passing second of the chocolate dessert simmering in your mouth. That chocolate. . the aphrodisiac was much quicker than you expected, a delightful wave of heat pooling between your thighs. Xavier leans closer to take a bite from the bar, holding it out for you to take another taste. It isn’t long until the bar is completely gone, leaving only the wrapper that still has an obvious consumption warning on the back— that once subtle heat in your body is now more violent and apparent.

“Ho- how did y- you not. .” You try to form a sentence through stutters and shaky exhales, thighs trembling lightly. . you feel soo sensitive. 

While you attempt to create a non-hazy thought in your mind, Xavier happily busies himself by kissing wet, sloppy, and hot kisses into the skin of your neck. Lips drags against the tender skin of your neck, tongue occasionally poking out to lap at your sweaty and sticky skin. . he moans in approval at how you taste and the light shiver that courses through your body. 

“— notice t- that the chocolate. . haah ohfuck— had ap- aphrodisiac inside. .” You pant out, moaning when he suckles onto the skin of your neck with the intent to mark your flesh. 

“W- wasn’t paying attention. .” Xavier murmurs out against your neck, warm breath fanning onto your exposed skin.

“Was th- thinking about you. . mi- missed you, darling. .” He answers simply, you are quite surprised that he managed to restrain himself from brushing his face back into your neck and ignoring your question. 

You hadn’t realized until now but you would have already crumbled to the floor if it wasn’t for your boyfriend’s tight grip on your hips, keeping you upright and flushed against his body. Although, Xavier is taking the time to explore your body with needy and greedy hands. . fondling, squishing, palming, toying with your skin— warm hands even sneaking under your top, which was actually his. Through the hazy and clouded space of his mind, you look absolutely. . appetizing in his clothes. 

Your lips were moving as if you were talking to him, except, Xavier couldn’t hear a single word you were saying. All he could think about was how pretty your lips are. .

“Xavier? D- did you hear a single word I just said?” You click your tongue, brows furrowed cutely as you gaze up towards his eyes.

You let out a gasp when his hands hook on the underside of your thighs, pulling you off the ground with an unexpected amount of strength. At that point, Xavier is panting from the excessive heat— he really didn’t hear a single thing you said. 

“. . ‘M sorry —haah. . I- I really need you right—“ Xavier attempts to breathe out, words melting into a soft moan when you press your lips against his, dragging your tongue against his lips.

Xavier finally made it into your bedroom, purposefully walking slowly to feel your lips against his longer, kicking the door closed with the back of his foot. He gently presses you against your bed, fitting comfortably between your plush thighs— unknowingly pressing the obvious bulging his pants against your clothed pussy, draining moans from the both of you. He leans forward, pressing kiss after kiss to your neck and collarbone, fingers slowly undoing any bows or buttons on your clothes. 

“Mmmhp. . c’mon, baby, st- stop teasing, I need you” you whimper out, rolling your hips to feel his cock grind against your pussy. 

With that, he doesn’t waste a mere second— eagerly and heartily pulling off your shirt, shorts, leaving you only in panties. You smile cheekily when you see his Adam apple bob as he gulps, the sight of you has his cock twitching in need. The effect you have of poor Xavier is admirable. 

“Godsss. . I- I need you soo badly, starlight” he murmurs, allowing you to grab his waist, guiding his fingers to drag against your clothed folds. 

Xavier's voice is thick with lust and desire, eyes lazily open, hooded. The cloth is soaked in arousal, the soft and subtle squealchh of your juices smearing onto his finger tips. In response to the stimulation, you arch your hip from off the bed. . snatching off your panties yourself, tossing them to the side. 

You hiss softly, you handy realize how soaked you were— folds sopping and glistening in your own arousal. Two of Xavier’s fingers dart through your fat folds, easily gliding through because you were soaking wet. He eases two fingers into your quivering hole, the digits easily gliding through your velvety walls with no pain. 

The wet squelchh and sloshh of your wet cunt begins to get louder and obscure the fast Xavier thrusts his fingers into your gooey walls, earning himself a ton of broken wails and moans for more. Through your haze of overwhelming pleasure, you reach over to pull down his pants and boxers, slender and pretty cock slapping against his abdomens. You guide him to your spasming entrance, the bulbous tip easily gliding through your tight walls. . so deep, reaching spots that have you whimpering out his name loudly. 

He hooks his hand under your knee, pulling your legs over his shoulder— cock reaching even deeper, summoning a loud and broken squeal of pleasure. Xavier’s skin is flushed with yours until he pulls his body back, cock gliding through your slick and sensitive walls.

“Fu- fuck—! Mmhp. . sooo deep. .” You drool out, wailing when he somehow thrusts deeper into your pussy. 

“Haah. . b- been thinking about yo- you alll day” Xavier groans out, fucking into you with more effort and need.

“Co- couldn’t get you — oh. my. god. . . outta’ m- my head” he finishes, brows furrowed in contraction as his length massages your gooey walls. 

The wet sound of skin meeting each other is quiet, for now. Fwop Fwop Fwop, his skin pressing against yours every time Xavier plunges his whole long length into your warmth walls. The aphrodisiac in your system must have made you even more sensitive, god, you feel you are gonna cum.

Tears springs in your eyes and your back arches off the bed when his fingers find your puffy clit, rolling tight circles on the poor bud. That knot in your stomach explodes, coating the base of Xavier’s cock in creamy white. 

“Nnghh—! Fuck! X- xavier!” You drool out, toes curling, silently watching how his thumb presses and rolls at your engorged clit.

Xavier doesn’t get the chance to warn you, warm ropes of cum shooting into your velvety walls. You moan slightly, shivering when another wave of heat courses through your body. That aphrodisiac is still in your system, that horny feeling is still overpowering. 

“No, no, no. .” Xavier stumbles on his words, hips slamming into yours from his mean thrusts. 

“Ne- need. . more of you, n- not enough” he drools out, fucking himself deeper into your poor pussy. 

God, you are really glad you ate some of the chocolate. . you have a long night ahead of you.

ᛝ RAFAYEL

There is this subtle taste of overly sweet and intense chocolate that lingers on your tongue, it’s faint and hard to realize it’s actually there— how did the chocolaty flavor manage to melt and stick onto your tongue when you haven’t had a taste of the dessert all day? Oooh. . you remember, it must have been your dear boyfriend who shared the sweet flavor to you— pulling you into a feverish kiss full of an overwhelming amount of desire and need, practically devouring the taste of your lips as if it’s the only factor keeping him alive. And it is the only thing keeping Rafayel alive; unapologetically, he’s letting out pretty, satisfied moans and muffled whispers of your name against your lips. 

It must have been hours since your dear boyfriend left his studio to go to the bakery nearby, deciding he deserved a delicious treat after spending an endless amount of hours locked up in his studio to finish his latest painting— the actual reason for Rafayel taking such a long time was because he spent too long resting his head on your lap. With a quick promise to bring you the best sweet dessert there is in the store, he leaves. . well, not without stealing a soft goodbye kiss, of course. Long after the sun settled beneath the horizon, he finally came back home from the bakery— and if you are allowed to add, bitterly. . he showed up empty handed, without the promised dessert for you. 

You noticed, he has been acting odd and awfully clingy than before he went to the store— which is almost unbelievable for you since he’s just naturally glued to your hip. He is completely desperate for your attention, pouting and whining in annoyance when you decide your phone is ever so slightly more interesting than your poor, suffering, sweet boyfriend. It has become awfully obvious that whatever dessert Rafayel decided to eat wasn’t regular. . especially when he’s merely peppering warm kisses to the skin on your cheek, easily distracting you from your phone. 

“Mmhp. . p- please. .” Rafayel sighs out softly to himself, voice rough and full of unhidden desire for you. . his voice is barely bearable due to how reluctant he is to pull away from your lips for even a mere second. 

You press your hands against Rafayel’s chest tenderly, you can feel how fast his heart is pounding. . his skin feels burning hot. You moan softly when he drags his tongue against the puffy skin of your lips, that sweet chocolate flavor is just. . everywhere.

“— godss. . yo- you taste sooo delicious, cutie” he murmurs out, the hands on your hips pulling you ever so slightly closer to his chest.

The delightful feeling of your plush and warm body pressed against his could make him let out a moan, it’s definitely not like Rafayel has been whimpering at your tongue dragged against his. He had pressed lips against the burning skin of your body, kiss after kiss along numerous parts of your body; lips peppering against your chin before dragging down to your sensitive neck, tongue teasingly lapping at your skin until you gasped out— letting out a pleased whimper against your neck, the taste of you was addictive, he’s already hooked. 

“Nghh. . ohgodd, r- rafie’ — wh- what's wrong with you —haaah. .?” You put out between soft and muffled moans due to his lips pressing into yours.

Before he arrived back home, you were simply relaxing on one of his couches, scrolling on your phone before he frantically unlocked the door before hazardously tossing his keys aside. He practically leapt on top of you, using his weight to keep you pinned against the sofa— lips already finding yours in a sloppy and hungry kiss. You let out an angelic and soft whine when his tongue drags against yours for the nth time tonight, hips jolting from the unexpected sensation from Rafayel languidly grinding himself into your needy core— causing something to press against your clothes folds. . ohhhh. 

What’s pressing into your clothed pussy and occasionally twitching and throbbing is none other than Rafayel’s cock— quiet groans being ripped from him every time the rough fabric of his pants grinds harder onto his dick. You let out a loud gasp in response, choking on a moan when his fingers tenderly glided down your body; down your stomach, to your abdomen, until his fingers were gently pressing onto your clit— softly rolling the twitched bud through the fabric of your shorts. Your heated breath mixes together as you both moan against each other’s lips, occasionally indulging into a tender yet sloppy kiss.

He’s easily ripping soft and breathless moans from your swollen lips, fingers still rubbing a steady circle onto your cunt. In return, you push your thighs to where they are pressed against Rafayel’s bulge— in which he grinds into you while letting out a sigh of pleasure. 

“Ooooh. . fuckk—! Ho- honey, nghh, god it feels soo. . f- fucking good” you gasp out through ragged breathes, mindlessly bucking your hips toward his hand.

“— b- but, I’ve ne- never seen you soo needy —mmhp!” You stutter out, eyes rolling back promptly when he applies more pressure onto your poor clit— your gooey walls quivering around nothing.

It’s doesn’t seem like Rafayel focused on giving you a response, brows furrowed in concentration as he applies more and more pleasure to your engorged clit, rolling his hips harder into your thigh. It’s only after a few seconds that you drag yours fingers through his scalp, it felt heavenly, that he decided he’d finally answer. 

“Wh- what? I’ve missed you, cutie. . —mhhp, don’t push me away, please” Rafayel practically whines out, burying his face into your neck. 

Spit- covered lips pepper against the sensitive skin of your neck, softly suckling at your flesh before a wet pop fills the room as he lets go of your skin. Rafayel’s answer doesn’t really satisfy you, leaving you even more confused.

“Godd. . I ne- need you soo bad,  —haah. . need to be inside you, cutie” he says in a ragged voice, that tone in his voice makes a pleasurable wave of heat course through your body— pooling to your pussy. 

Warm lips find their self on your neck again, lapping and sucking at your skin to leave another love bite. He presses his head deeper into your shoulder, nose pressed firmly into your skin, inhaling where your scent glands are before whimpering under his breath about how delicious you smell. 

“Haah—“ you mewl out, silently pressing your hand onto his temple, checking his temperature. 

Rafayel is sweating, skin burning hot, from the corner of your eye you can see his cheeks are blushed pink from the heat. He does get clingy when he’s sick. . but this a whole new level of neediness. Wait. . he said he would pick up desserts earlier. 

Chocolate, that chocolate he ate must have been laced with aphrodisiac, if only he read the labels. While you are stuck in your mind, sneaky hands drift under your shorts, further down  your panties, not before toying with the soft fabric. You let out a loud yelp of Rafayel’s name when you feel those warm fingers glide through your slick folds, delving to your drooling hole— dragging your arousal to your clit before rolling a mean circle to the bud. 

The wet squealchh of your pussy when Rafayel barley dips his fingers into your drooling hole was loud and obscure, the sound soo lewd it has you whimper out in embarrassment. Not that he minded, no no, he’s gliding his fingers through your pussy lips, obsessed with how your expression changed into a blissful emotion and the soft moans you let out. 

“F- fuckk. . gods. . I- I wanna make you feel am- amazing, my sweet pearl. .” Rafayel murmurs out to mostly himself—reluctantly taking his finger from between your thighs. 

Only for your dear boyfriend to pull off every layer of clothes in his way, leaving you in your glory of nakedness. 

“Nghh-! Ho- honey! I- I. .” You gasp out, head tossing back from the feeling of his fingers dipping into your quivering hole easily due to the amount of slick you’ve produced. 

Rafayel is on you once again, lips suckling at your neck while his fingers slides deeper and deeper into your pussy with a loud squealchh and sloshh of your velvety walls. Your toes curl up, ass arching from the sofa. Oooh, holy fuck. . his fingers reach so deep into your sopping cunt— slender yet long, easily prodding at your sweet spots until tear sprout in your eyes in ecstasy. 

The effect of the aphrodisiac laced dessert has his body slowly becoming warmer with every passing second, it was all subtle and slow that he didn’t even recognize it until thoughts of lewd and provocative pleasuring you had plagued his mind. Rafayel kisses at your neck, fingers dragging and massaging your gory walls, fingers dipping and reappearing from your warmth. 

“R- rafie’! —haaah. . I th- think you ate aphrodisiac chocolate. . —!” You manage to whimper out through your gasp and whines of pleasure, eyes rolling back promptly. 

You’re stuttering over your words due to his fingers slamming deeper into your cunt, the palm of his hands spanking into your poor clit. God, that knot in your belly is alreadly tightening. Rafayel has always been good at using his fingers, and he loves abusing that power of his. 

Rafayel curls his fingers, dragging his spit-soaked lips from your neck to your chin then to your swollen lips. He pants against your parted lips, dragging his tongue against the glistening skin of his lips. 

“N- nghh— is that why I’ve be- been. .  thinking of you all dayy?” He asks softly, eyes burning with lust. 

At this point, you can barely respond to his somewhat of a question, weakly trying to fuck yourself on his fingers. 

“Nnghh ohgod—! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! I think I’m Gonna cum. . Oooh, rafie’ I’m gonna cum!” You babble out, yelping out when his free hands rubs at your clit. 

You can’t help it, you can’t help the way your velvety walls spasm and flutter around his two fingers— hot wet dashing in your eyes as you squirt from Rafayel fingers, the digits still pumping into your cunt with a loud squealch. 

“Yesyesyesyes, cutie! Cum f’me, god you look so fucking cute. Iloveyouiloveyou. .” Rafayel murmur out, delving his fingers through your sloppy slit again, pushing his digits back into your pussy, eager to please. 

You should be worry about him, since he is under a drug, but when he’s curling his fingers perfectly, the thought die as quickly as it appeared.

ᛝ ZAYNE

The sweet, sugary flavor of chocolate is obnoxiously bold on your tongue— the flavor is strong, intensely honeyed, expensive, and a hint of . . addictive warmth to it. As much as you attempt to swallow down the taste of chocolate, it still lingers on your tastebuds. Perhaps the flavor won’t vanish from your mouth because the sweet taste has already completely melted on Zayne’s tongue; syrupy, wet muscle dragging. . gliding. . and slowly smearing against yours in a dizzying manner, capturing you in a passionate yet sloppy kiss full of chemistry and overwhelming amount of desire. 

It really hasn’t felt like hours has passed since Zayne left to the bakery. . but it has. Not too long ago, he left to the nearby bakery shop, one that you would often have numerous dates at, to pick up a sweet dessert for both you and him— but it’s becoming awfully worrying, he’s been gone for far too long. After countless missed text and calls from you, he finally managed to come back home, looking like he got insanely sick.  

He’s been displaying unusual behaviors, you really could almost believe he really did came down with something; skin hot to the touch, brows furrowed as beads of sweat trickles down his forehead, lips parted to exhale warm breath, eyes blown out. Really, you almost believed that Zayne has a serve fever, but with how he’s nuzzling his nose into your neck. . lips tenderly pressing against warm flesh, this isn’t a regular sickness occurring. 

“Haaah. . nngh, Z- zaynie’?” You gasp out lightly, a sweet shiver coursing through your body when his tongue drags along the sensitive skin of your neck.

“Fuckk. . wh- what’s gotten into y- you, honey. . ?” You breathe out between a soft moan, moaning in delight when he suckles on the skin of your neck. . leaving a pretty mark behind. 

He’s quick to retract from the space between your shoulder; he pulls a muffled gasp when he tugs you into a hungry and desperate kiss— lovingly pressing kiss after kiss to your lips until they swell up. Noticeably, Zayne’s lips are warm agaisnt yours, it’s becoming addictive to have his body pressed so closely to yours. He drags his tongue along the skin of your lips, eagerly deepening the kiss— the chocolate flavor melting onto your tongue each time he drags his wet muscle against yours. 

Being this flushed with Zayne, you can feel something pressing against your lower stomach. . oh. . his cock bobs in the restraints of his pants. 

“Oohgod. .” Zayne pants against your lips, kissing your cheek softly. 

“— I- I should have re- read the labels. .” He murmurs to mostly himself, hands sliding down to squeeze your hips tightly.

“Didn’t re- realize they added aph- aphrodisiac —nghh. . into the c- chocolate” Zayne breathes out, leaning down to slurp at your neck, hungrily and greedily.

He’s easily drawing moan after moan from your swollen lips, suckling, lapping, and kissing at the skin of your neck until pretty bruises bloom onto your skin. Zayne intensely inhales near your scent glands, drunk on your taste and smell. It seems that whatever thin restraint he was holding onto had completely snapped— hands gently carrying  and pressing you close to his chest, silently carrying you to your shared bedroom. 

Zayne softly kicks the door shut with his leg, laying you down aging the soft bed. . head facing the thick bulge in his pants. At this angle, you can we his cock pressed again his sculpted thigh, twitching and throbbing in need. You are so focused on unbuckling his pants upside down, you hadn’t realize your dear boyfriend was slowly parting your thighs— warm palm sprawled against your inner thigh. 

“Haah. . l- let me. .” You murmur quietly, unzipping the zipper on his pants, whimpering softly when his thick and fat cock slaps agaisnt your cheek, splattering precum against your skin.  

You grab at his legs softly, lips pressing a soft kiss to his bulbous tip, dragging your tongue to clear up the beads of arousal dripping everywhere. You wrap your lips around Zayne’s thick head, dragging your tongue in painfully slow circles on the underside of his cock. . sucking gently. He groans softly when you take more of his thick length into your hungry mouth, practicing tearing off your shorts and panties. . dragging a finger through your syrupy slit.  

You let out a soft whimper, one of your hands letting go of Zayne’s thigh to wrap around his fat base— stroking his glistening thick, up and down. 

“Haah— . . yo- your lips feel —nghh. . amazing, darling” he groans out between huffs and grunts of pleasure, lightly bucking his hips towards you mouth, causing you to gag as his cock dips deeper into your mouth. 

“Mmhp. .” You moan around his length, moaning louder when he drags his tongue through your slick folds.  

His tongue delves between your folds, dragging the wet muscles from your clit to your drooling hole— your arousal is thick on his mouth and tongue. You taste. . addictive, Zayne can’t get enough. And the way you attempt to take more of his cock into your mouth, quietly gagging and moaning around the length, it has him twitching in pleasure. 

Zayne’s lips engulf your clit, suckling harshly on the swollen bud— the wet slurping sound filling the air. His tongue, fuckk, drags along the hoods of your clit, paired with the stimulation of sucking. . you are in heaven. 

“Mmmhp—!” You moan around his cock, sending vibrations through his body— your hands around his base glides up and down, pumping his shaft faster. 

His tongue flattens against your puffy clit, flicking up and down while he slowly rocks his hips, pushing his cock deeper into your aching mouth, pressing meanly against your throat. It’s overwhelming, the taste of Zayne’s precum. . salty yet tolerable. You can feel that knot in your lower belly, tangling harder and harder— the pleasure is delicious, his tongue just gliding and dragging through your sticky cunt. 

“De- delicious. . Y- you taste sweet, my love” Zayne breathes out against your soppy folds, groaning against your clit when you hallow your mouth— cock bobbing and spewing tons of precum agaisnt your tongue. 

You buck your hips, forcing yourself to take as much of Zayne’s length into your throat until you let out a gag, eyes glassy with tears. 

“Nngh-! F- fuckk. .” He moans out your name, two finger pressing into your drooling hole. . stretching you out perfectly.

He’s bobbing and twitching violently now, balls twitching against your forehead, he’s so close. With a loud groan of your name, Zayne’s cock shoots ropes of cum down your throat, some trickling down the corner of your lips. You struggle to swallow the salty liquid, gagging and moaning around him. 

With a loud, wet pop, Zayne’s cock glides from your mouth, numerous thin strings of arousal and spit connects between your lips and his cock. He presses his cock to your flushed cheek, fingers dragging against your gooey walls— eliciting a mewl from you.

“Mmhp. . Don’t squirm from m- me, my love. .” Zayne murmurs out when you squirm lightly, wrapping his lips around your clit again.

“Wa- wanna make you cum, darling” he whispers against your glistening clit, suckling hard.

You weakly buck your hips, eyes glistening in fat tears. You feel his cock bob against your cheek, swelling with blood. Fuckkk, you are in for a long night.

ᛝ SYLUS

That flavor is bold and obvious, meted completely onto your tongue. . sweet chocolate, yet you don’t recall having a taste of sugar today, the chocolate flavor wasn’t for me. It must be from the plush, spit glistening lips that are pressed firmly against yours. . that familiar sweet taste coating your mouth as a tongue glides against yours erotically. The sweetness of Sylus’s tongue, addictive and delicious, causes an abrupt wave of heat to course through your body. . pleasant and welcomed— causing you to moan against his lips. 

Not too long ago, your dear boyfriend left to pick up delightfully sweet chocolate from the nearby bakery store for you to have, except. . he was away for an hour, not answering any of your texts or calls. You were about to leave the house to find Sylus, that was until he finally came back home— acting. . completely different, leaving the chocolate bar on the counter to be forgotten while his attention was quickly turned to you. 

“Nnghh. . Y- you missed me that mu- much, honey?” You tease through battered breaths, whimpering softly when his tongue drags against the sensitive skin of your neck. 

His lips are pressed firmly against yours, tongue darting to lap at your soft lip. Sylus is more hungry and selfish now, kissing you until your lips swell up. He hums softly, tongue smearing against your flesh in a dizzying manner— suckling marks into your skin until you shiver.

Lips drag against your neck, warm breath fanning on your skin. You aren’t given much of a response, besides the occasional groans from him— as if the taste of your flesh is enticing, sweet, subtle and so. . you. You tremble lightly when Sylus’s lips ghost over the specific point on your neck, shakily inhaling when he rolls his tongue against the skin.

“Mmhp. . you taste de- delicious, sweetie. .” Sylus murmurs against your neck, pressing you harder onto the bed. 

Sylus positions himself between your thighs, lightly rolling his hips to grind himself against your warmth. In response, you wrap your thighs around his waist, tugging him closer as he laps and hungrily sucks hickies into your neck until it’s decorated in his mark. He presses kiss from your neck to your chin, one hand strongly, easily prying open your thighs from his waist. 

Kiss after kiss, each one leading further down your body— causing you to shiver in anticipation. A kiss to your stomach, fingers hooking around the waistband of your garments— yanking it off within seconds, keeping your thighs wide as your panties stick to your glistening pussy. Normally, Sylus would take the time to tease you lightly for already being needy for him. . but he’s quiet now. . eyes burning in hunger.

Sylus presses your thighs over his broad shoulder, fingers splayed on your inner thighs to keep you exposed for him. You let out a quiet moan when he slowly drags his tongue against your clothed pussy, humming in delight at the taste of your juices soaking your panties. 

“Ngh. . Syyy. .” You gasp out, hips buckling weakly toward his mouth. 

He’s gentle at first, soft kisses to your clit, slowly dragging his tongue against your slick folds through the soaked fabric, peppering a soft kiss to your thigh. It’s until the taste of you, sweet and tangy, has him dragging your panties to the side. Sylus doesn’t waste a second, hastily delving his tongue though your parted folds, tongue smearing against your puffy clit— drawing out a loud whimper from you. 

Without thinking, your hips roll into his mouth, body searching and leaning into the pleasure Sylus gives.

“Oh fuck— . . sylus!” You gasp out, hands finding the silver strands, pulling softly to guide him closer to your pussy. 

You can help the way your body bucks and rolls, back arching from the bed. 

“Haah— y- you taste so, kitten. .” He murmurs against your engorged clit, voice muffled by the bud. 

Glancing between your thighs, you can see the slight sheen on his chin and around his mouth, your sticky arousal coating his skin— he didn’t seem to mind. That chocolate, Sylus is completely aware what it did to him. Aphrodisiac, he felt the heat creeping through his body earlier ago, it was subtle enough to drown out. . but now— the hunger for you has completely clouded his mind. 

Mindlessly, Sylus laps at your sopping pussy, drinking up your juices like it’s the only thing that can ground him. 

“— mmhp. . so tasty” Sylus finishes, the obscure squelching sound of his lips engulfing your clit before suckling on it as if it was candy. 

Your thighs twitch from the stimulation, that wave of heat in your stomach bubbles and become more and more noticeably intense with each passing second. A gentle tug to his hair, pulling him closer to your cunt, that delicious nose pressed against your swollen clit— he moans into your cunt, genuine and sincere, not a hint of shame could be found in his expression. Sylus tongue licks a wide, fast, hungry stripe up your cunt, drawing circles onto your twitching clit. 

Sylus is starved, lips latched onto your sticky clit, sucking hard while he tongue smears against the hood of your clit, shaking his head side to side— the embarrassingly loud slurping sound filling the room. Your jaw drops, only a breathless moan can stumble from your lips. 

“Oh god! S- sy’. . ‘M soo close” you gasp out, strings of moans being yanked from you. 

“Y- yea, cum for me, kitten. God I wanna taste your delicious juices” he sighs out onto your clit, tongue firmly dragging through your folds, plunging his tongue into your quivering hole. 

He fucks his tongue into your hole, grip tightening on your thighs when you jump and tremble. 

“Sylus!” You squeal out, planting your legs onto the bed, your lower body arching. 

“Don’t squirm, kitten. Just let me. .” Sylus can’t even finish his sentence, gliding his tongue through your ruined pussy. 

That raspy tone in his face, completely drunk over the taste of you, just you. 

“Cum for more, sweetie. Let me ta- taste your essence” he murmurs, engulfing your clit, sucking hard as he hollows his mouth to create the perfect suction that has you tossing your head back. 

The heat in your lower belly explodes, causing you to let out a loud moan of his name, gushing around nothing. Sylus is quick to smear his tongue against your pussy, drinking up your sweetness until you jolt from the overwhelming stimulation. You lightly squirm when he doesn’t pull away from your stimulated cunt, lapping hungrily as he drags you closer to overstimulation. 

“Stay still, I haven’t had my fill of you yet, sweetie. . ”he whispers out, only gaining a weak sob as he slurps through your sopping folds.

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It’s a delicious view. It’s clear at this angle where you have your phone positioned; directly beneath your body and pushed further down to capture how Caleb’s dick thrust and plunges deep into your slick and messy pussy. There’s faint marks on your thighs, some bite marks while others are bruised areas from his hands. 

“Hnng—! C- Caleb. . nngh—“ the phone picks up the soft moan you let out, some of your juices slowly drips onto your phone case, it’s going to be annoying to clean the sticky liquid off.

Caleb’s hips slams into yours, skin flushed, dick buried deep in your gooey walls, throbbing and leaking precum deep in your velvety walls. With each mean and deep thrusts, his heavy balls slap cruelly at your puffy clit, drawing out tons of squeals and moans. In the video, it records how you slide your fingers underneath your body— down the curve of your stomach, reaching closer and closer to your engorged clit. 

Shakily, you draw firm and tight circles onto the twitching and swollen bud; causing your velvety walls to quiver tightly around his thick length. 

“Mmhp—! F- fuck feels sooo good, leb’ . .” You drool out, bucking your hips, weakly meeting him halfway. 

Your fingers rub faster circles onto your sensitive bud, the wet squealchh and sloshing sound of your cunt only getting louder and more lewd. Every sound is captured by your phone. 

“Sh- shit. . baby —haaah, Ohgod” Caleb pants out, his thrusts getting sloppier, driving you closer to your own orgasm.

“Nghh—! D- don’t t- tighten up soo much. .” He drools out, his hands pushing yours away— fingers toying with your clit roughly until you let out a loud wail.

That heat in your stomach is burning up more and more, you can’t even string a coherent sentence together. . only loud and whiney moans as ripped from you.

“Mhhp— I’m go- gonna cummm, pl- please” you mewl out quietly, body trembling violently. 

The next the camera picks up is the erotic view of your poor cunt squirting your juices everywhere; the liquid catching on the rear camera of your phone, onto the bed, the wet spraying sound of loud along with your loud scream.

“Haah—! N- not done with you, pips. .” Caleb’s hands on your hips tightens, dragging you back onto his cock, fucking back into your overstimulated cunt. 

In response, you sob and squirm. 

“D- don’t squirm, from me—“ he says, the wet squelchh of your messy cunt and the plaps intensifies. 

The video cuts off.

A pretty wet mess| 1:15 minutes | 209.5k views | 197.2k likes | 154.9k comments 

-  her moans for me wetter than a fountain

-  droooling.. wishing I was her

-  ME NEXT?!

-  FUCKKK, that was sooo fucking hot

-  k, my legs are open wide

-  my mouth is open

RAFAYEL

The recording starts with the view of your plush stomach and thick thighs parted wide with hands holding tightly onto your leg, fingers sinking into the soft flesh. Your phone shakes slightly as it slides further down your body until it has a better view of your leaking and pretty cunt, along with the glimpse of purple hair between them— the camera zooms in, catching the way two slender fingers delve and drag through your sickened folds, occasionally drawing tender circles onto your puffy clit. The digits press firmly on your clit, encouraging you to buck your hips towards the hand. 

“Nghhh— . . R- rafie’ . . Mmhp” You gasp out softly, the phone in your hands trembling lightly when he presses harder onto your throbbing clit. . your hips jolt in response. 

Rafayel hums softly, rolling tight circles onto your bundle of nerves— in response, you let out some of the most sweet moans that’s borderline pornographic. He drags his fingers through your folds, dragging your slick to your clit, making your pussy glisten for the camera.

“F- fuckk. . y- you are soo pretty, cutie” Rafayel murmurs to himself, two fingers pressing into your quivering hole with a wet squelchh. 

The camera catches everything; the way your hips twitches from the delicious stretch of your velvety walls, the way your cunt swallows his fingers, the once subtle squelching and sloshing sound of your cunt only getting louder the deeper he pushes his fingers into your gooey walls. You whine softly, drooling from how he scissors your walls apart, slowly gliding his fingers through your warmth. Rafayel easily  reaches all the delicious spots, circling up to meet your clit. 

His thumb finds itself on your clit, massaging roughly. The camera dips further to where Rafayel’s fingers are plunged deep into your cunt. Your phone records the way your walls quiver and spams on his fingers. 

“Mhhp—! F- fuk. . feels soo good” you breathe out between your moans and mewls, rolling your hips shakily.

It’s captivating, the way his fingers easily glides through your sopping hole with an obscure squelch, giving Rafayel the chance to thrust his fingers deeper into your dripping cunt. And he does. His pace becomes almost inhuman, the palm of his hand smacking against your ass with a wet plap.

“Haaah—! Ohfuck!” You yelp out, arching your back from the bed. 

You let out a deafening squeal when his free hands pressed onto your belly, that knot in your belly tightening up. Everytime his fingers slide back into your cunt and pull out, the camera picks up how his fingers glisten and shine from your juices coating his skin. 

“Ngh—! C- cumming. .” You wail out, hips jumping from the overwhelming stimulation. 

“Yesyesyes. . cum around my fingers, cutie. . wanna see you make a mess” he babbles out, circling his fingers to ensure he brushes your g-spot, the hand on your stomach pushing harder onto the chub.

Your phone shakes violently, your phone only manages to record how your juices seem to spray out of your pussy with a loud slickk. The phone falls onto your stomach, the screen becomes black, and the video ends.

Fingers of an artist | 2:45 minutes | 245.2k views | 187.2k likes | 145.8k comments

-  rafayel..? Why does that name sound so familiar?

 -  the way her hips twitch when she was close to cumming, drooling rn

-  his hands look so fucking good, lemma lick at it

-  new ringtone found!

-  is this the best video I’ve ever seen? Yes. Am I hard? Absolutely.

-  So.. me next?

XAVIER

The moment the video begins, it records your loud and whiney moans. Your legs are placed over Xavier’s shoulders, his hips slamming into yours in a rough and deliciously toe curling pace. The phone is shaky, it’s a miracle that it hasn’t fallen down yet. 

The camera captured the way your breasts jiggle with every thrust, the flesh marks in love bites and nipples pretty and covered in spit.

“Mmhp—! X- xavie’. . can’t take it anymore! ‘M to- tired” you wail out loudly, thighs trembling in his tight grip. 

Xavier moans in response, hands grabbing at your hips rather than your legs, holding you still while he slams deep into your cunt. The camera goes closer to your connected bodies, capturing the erotic and lewd view of your sloppy cunt. Your pussy lips are covered in white cum, each time his slender cock plunges deep into your cunt, a copious amount of cum would create a ring of cum around the base of his cock.

And the wet squelch, it’s nasty and loud in the recording. The way Xavier’s cock would reappear before quickly plunging into your shopping hole, covered in your sticky juices.

“Haah—! F- feels soo good” you gasp out between ragged breaths, pussy spasming around his cock. 

“Nghh. . soo tight. .” He grunts out in a soft voice, hips smashing into yours wet a loud plap.

Each mean thrust has your juices splattering everywhere—your thighs, his abdomen, and your stomach. The camera barely manages to  highlight how your legs are covered in bite marks, one black stocking on your thigh is torn and ripped from someone’s rough and impatient hands.

“Nghh—! G- gonna cum again. . haah, can’t take it, xavie!” You wail out loudly, the phone picking up the soft groans and moan from Xavier. 

“Yes you can, cum f’me, darling. .” He moans out softly, his hands on your hips lifting your lower half from the bed— giving him a better angle to reach deeper. 

You let out a phonographic moan, you would have all the famous porn stars running for their money. You gush around his cock, whimpering when he pulls out abruptly, slapping his juice covered cock against your folds. The camera zooms in, it captures the way Xavier’s tips leak out precum on your folds. 

He drags his cock through your folds, tip kissing at your clit occasionally. Still sensitive from your orgasm, you tremble. Xavier moans out your name softly, his cock bobbing and jolting against your cunt, shooting cum onto your flesh before dragging through your folds, pressing back into your overstimulated hole. 

The last the camera records is the loud wail of his name.

Want your legs on my shoulder | 3:27 minutes | 154.7k views | 149.2k likes | 98.7k comments |

-   the way he moaned out her name.. 

-  I wished I was bed, this is soo hot

-  posted 10 minutes ago, I’m late

-  how do I download this.. asking for a friend

-  I get to watch this for free btw

ZAYNE

You phone begins to record, directed towards your boyfriends between your parted thighs— calloused hands holding your thighs firmly and keeping you open for him. You let out a breathless moan, that's loud in the phone, when Zayne presses his lips against your soft thighs, pressing soft kisses along your skin before stopping at your sopping pussy. 

“Mmhp. .” Zayne moans in your core, flattening his tongue against your pussy, dragging the wet muscle from your oozing hole to your puffy clit— eliciting a whimper from you. 

The camera catches how Zayne’s eyes flutter shut, brows furrowed as he drags his tongue through your slick folds languidly— severely savoring your delicious flavor, even lettering out occasional moans. He drags his tongue to your clit, enveloping the puffy bud into his mouth, sucking harshly while his tongue flicks at the bud.

“Nngh—! Z- zaynie. .” You gasp out, hips weakly bucking towards him. 

The once subtle slurping sound manages to intensify as he lewdly laps at your cunt like it’s the only way to satiate his hunger. Your phone records how one of one of your hands finds its way into Zayne’s hair, holding tightly on the strands as you roll your hips, pushing your cunt further into his face needily. Being so close to the phone means it captures every pornographic, pure and real moan you let out. 

Zayne drags his tongue down to your dripping hole, plunging it into your velvety walls. In response, you let out a wail, the phone in your hands angles weirdly as you focus more on the pleasure rather than recording. You let go of his hair, the camera zooming in to capture how his nose presses against your swollen clit, even parting your folds to show. 

“Mmhp. . ooohfuck— feel soo good” you gasp out, back arching from the bed, Zayne chasing after you. 

The phone in your hands shackles and angles weirdly again before falling down, the screen turning black but the audio still clear as day. The slurping and wet slick sound goes on for longer along with the moans of gasps you let out. The video cuts off.

Delicious nighttime meal | 4:27 minutes | 316.2k views | 289.7k likes | 235.7 comments 

-  wait, he looks kinda familiar.. am I tripping?

-  the slurping sound, he’s going crazy on that pussy..

-  4 minutes of a toe curling video

-  I’m so happy I was birthed, this is exactly why I have this app

- he eats like it’s a 5 star meal..

- ^  I would too, she sounds soo good, fuck

SYLUS

The moment your phone starts to record, it manages to capture everything. Your thighs are pressed to your chest, the camera zoomed into to record your cunt— puffy folds parted, glistening from your juices, pretty clit barely visible at this angle, a thick cock stretching your hole to the max, and a thick ring of cum around the base. The phone trembles lightly when the cock slowly pulls from your cunt, ripping out a lewd squelch from your cunt. 

“Ngh—! S- sy’. . Y- you’re toooo big. .” You whimper out, gasping when he slams his hips into yours, stretching you to the max. 

Sylus keeps up the same rhythm, slowly dragging his hips back from yours, watching how his cock slides from your velvety walls before smashing his hips into yours with a wet plap— heavy balls smacking against your ass, cock presses sooo deep into your quivering pussy. 

“So tight, kitten. You like this, hmm?” Sylus asks softly, finger finding your clit. 

He chuckles softly when you wail loudly when he firmly presses onto your clit, flicking and rolling tv poor puffy bud— drawing our delicious and pornographic moans from your lips. The phone captures the erotic views of your cunt sucking in his dick, gushing sticky juices the thick length. Your thighs tremble lightly, letting out a sob when Sylus fucks into your cunt faster— angling his hips to pound into your poor g-spot.

You're still weakly a crimson red lingerie along with black thighs highs, while your lingerie is just pulled to the side to reveal your sopping pussy, your thigh highs have tons of holes and show the little bite marks beneath the fabric. The phone manages to capture every little sound— the breathless moan you let out, the soft pant, Sylus groaning out your name, the obscure and lewd sound of your dripping pussy. 

“Fuckk. . feels sooo good, so tight. . —nghh, gunna cum” you mewl out, tossing your head back onto the pillow when his fingers roll your clit faster and harder, the slick sound of your pussy getting louder. 

The camera records how your pussy squirts, the liquid spraying onto his abdomen and onto your belly, your hips twitching from the intensive orgasm. 

“Haaah—! Nghh-! Ohgod!” You wail out, the phone telling widely.

“There you go, sweetie. Don’t pass out on me yet. . I haven’t had my fill of you yet, kitten” he says, pace not easing up. The recording ends.

Deep inside | 1:03 minutes | 568.9k views | 492.5k likes | 412.7 comments 

-  I want to be folded like that

-  I’ve ascended to heaven after watching this, thanks!

-  pheww, I just came so hard after watching this

-  listening to this on repeat as we speak btw

-  the way he talks to her, I can’t, passing away

-  eyes rolled back

-  waiting for my turn, patiently, I swear 

-  wait, isnt this the same guy who’s like..nvm actually

“Mmhp—! Hnng. .” You loudly moan into the pillow, uselessly scratching at the soft yet slightly wet fabric.

Cock buried deep in your pussy, he rolls his hips— stirring up your cum coated walls with an obscure and nasty squelchhh. In response, his thick cum pools around his thick shaft. . his seed slowly drips onto the dirtied sheets. You let out an exhausted moan into the pillow, squealing loudly when Caleb pulls out until only the bulbous tip of his cock was plugged into your messy hole before slamming his hips into yours, with a pwap plap, causing your walls to quiver around his dick. . gushing out even more of his cum. 

“Nngh sh- shitt, babe! S- so noisy. .” Caleb heavily pants out, teeth biting at his swollen bottom lip, drawing crimson liquid from the flesh. 

“B- baby! Y- you’re soo —hnng. . wet” He hiccups, pausing his motion of rolling his hips against yours, opting to switch to thrusting deep and hard into your gushing cunt.

While you’re exhausted and purely cock drunk, Caleb, somehow, has enough pleasure to pound you into the bed— perhaps it was the godly sight in front of him that spurred him further on. Scattered along your neck, collarbone, and back are purplish red bite marks littered on your flesh. . deliciously pretty. Every time he slams into you, your plump ass jiggles and bounces with the toe curling thrust— there’s a mixture of sweat and dried cum on the flesh. 

You squirm and thrash, weakly attempting to escape from the mind numbing pleasure that’s being fed to your body. The grip on your hips quickly becomes mean and bruising, it’s obvious Caleb isn’t going to let you easily escape from him. You drool into the pillow, tears spilling from your watery eyes. 

One of the hands on your hips shakily grab at your hair, gently yet firmly pulling you from the tear shaken pillow— forcing your body into a difficult arch that lets Caleb abuse your sweet spots even better.

“Do- don’t try to —ohhhfuck. . t- to squirm from me!” Caleb grunts out, releasing your hair, letting you slump back onto the bed before his hips grab at your hips tightly. 

Your eyes go wide, that knot in your belly snapping, pussy gushing around his cock for the nth time. The feeling of overstimulation is familiar, your body trembling against the bed— sobbing into the fabric when Caleb’s full balls slap harshly at your engorged clit, causing jets of cum to squirt from your cunt. 

“F- fuckkk. . Yo- you’re squeezingme sooo tight—! Nnghfuck. . baby!” He chokes on a moan, fingers digging deeper into your plump hips, surely leaving purple marks behind, tugging you to meet his thrust halfway.

“L- leb’ haaah-! Sl- slow!” You squeal, voice muffled by the cloth.

The wet plap and fwopping sounds of Caleb’s skin meeting yours in deafening, mingling with the nasty squelch and slosh of your velvety walls stretching perfectly around his dick. Submitting to desire, a hand grabs at the globs of fat of your ass— fondling and greedily groping at the soft flesh that spills between his fingers. 

“Haah. .? W- what was that, baby —nngh!” Caleb groans out, pinching at your ass.

“Wa- want me to —ngh shit. . s- slow down? N- no. Yo- you’ve. been. teasing. me. all. fucking. day—!” He breathes out between loud moans and whimpers, each word followed by a delicious thrust that makes tingles course through your spine. . the creaking sound of the bed giving way slowly intensifies.

“Y- you’re gonna break —ohmygod. . t- the bed!” You attempt to reason, that doesn’t stop you from squeezing tightly around him as you buck your hips to feel him push in deeper into your pussy. 

Your words seem to go into one ear, exiting out the other. It’s like Caleb hasn’t really processed your words, mindlessly fucking his overstimulated cock erotically into your sloppy cunt. 

“G- gotta t- teach you a lesson. . hnng-!” Caleb hiccups, hands lifting in the air before landing on your asscheek, eliciting a delighted squeal. 

It’s louder and clear now— the sounds of the bed shaking, the faint cracks of the wooden frame giving way. Completely cock drunk, you struggle to push your ass back against Caleb, desperate to feel his cock burying itself deeper and deeper into your gooey walls until you're full of his thick cum. Another painful smack has you drooling and whimpering into the pillow, the dim pain melting into overwhelming pleasure.

“Haah. . Y’knew h- he was —holyshit. . fl- flirting with you, baby!” He whimpers out loudly, groaning when your walls spasm around his length when he brushes against your sweet spot.

Another loud smack, your poor asscheek is already beginning to turn a pretty shade of red— you’re loving every second. That familiar knot in your lower belly is getting tighter and tighter, you are soo close to cumming again. 

“Hnng—! P- please. . d- don’t stoppp!” You mewl, gasping in ecstasy when he pistons his hips to ensure he pounds into your sweet spot. 

You can tell he’s close too— the way his grip on your hips and ass tightens painfully, his thrust sloppily, cock throbbing and bobbing deep in your pussy, his moans and whines getting louder. You let out an open mouth scream into the pillow, cumming for the nth time around his cock, the ring of cum smearing onto his pelvis and the skin of your ass. Caleb whimpers your name loudly, pushing his hips flushed against yours, balls pressed against your puffy clit, cock spurting a copious amount of cum into your cunt, the excess dripping out of your stuffed pussy.  

“Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyoui—“ Caleb babbles dumbly, rolling his hips against yours, the wet slosh of him burying his seed deeper into your pussy. 

He slowly pulls out with a wet pop, silently watching his cum pour out from your messy cunt. Caleb drags his cock through your swollen folds, back and forth, pressing himself back into your cunt with a wet squelchh. A weak attempt, you try to squirm and thrash from his grip but he keeps you still, hips smashing into yours. 

Not a single drop of regret bubbles in you— getting your boyfriend jealous might be your favorite occupation, especially when he’ll fuck you stupid and spank you until your ass is a pretty shade of red in response. 

⭑.RAFAYEL

Perhaps having Rafayel as a boyfriend has made a certain playful side of yourself develop—  you’ve been teasing him all week in numerous ways, knowingly riling up your poor boyfriend. Sitting on his lap randomly, grinding your ass against his crotch early in the morning, bending over to pick up something you accidentally dropped. It was inevitable, he’d eventually submit to his own desires.

He is in heaven— the feeling of plump, squishy thighs pressed firmly against the sides of his head, the scent of you is much more intense, and your sweet cunt for him to mindlessly lap at. So what if he easily fell for your little trap? How could he possibly care when he’d end up trapped between your thighs? Rafayel is nasty messy, dragging his tongue through your slickened folds— the noisy sound of his lips wrapping around your puffy clit, the wet squelch of his tongue dipping into your gummy entrance, and the muffled sounds of your boyfriend moaning into your pussy.

Each time Rafayel drags his tongue along your syrupy slit, perfect nose pressed into your clit— you’d buck, tremble, and hump his face weakly. . smearing your sticky juices all over his face. And every time you’d unconsciously press your pussy harder into his face, he’d let out a shameless moan into your core, the delicious vibrations coursing through your body. . making you moan even louder. Ooh fuck, and the way you’d let out a deafening squeal when he thrusts his tongue in and out of your velvety walls— your fingers darting to firmly grab at the purple strands of his hair, carding through his hair and occasionally tugging on it.

“Mmhp— ohhhfuck! Hung. . r- rafyie” you mewl out softly, voice hoarse and broken from how much moans and whimpers that Rafayel has ripped from you, you weakly roll your hips to grind your overstimulated pussy on his face. 

This is the first time you’ve ever heard your boyfriend soo quiet before, minus all the moaning and whining he’s unbashfully letting out into your swollen pussy, finally not babbling out praise and worship for you. However, that’s just because he’s proving his love in another way— keeping his mouth busy with lapping, sucking, slurping until you can’t help but cum into his mouth. Rafael slowly drags his thick tongue through your sopping folds, up and down in a dizzying manner, his nose pressing against your swollen clit. . lewdly inhaling your addictive scent that surrounded him.

The pressure on your clit has you crying out his name loudly, squirming lightly. Each time Rafayel glides his tongue through your syrupy pussy, your folds part, giving him the chance to taste the arousal that leaks from your messy hole. The grip on your hips tightens, a finger tapping on your plush flesh twice— you lift your hips up enough room for him to breath. 

“Haah. . ohmygod, my pearl” Rafayel breathes out between ragged pants, his warm breath fanning onto your spit and arousal covered clit.

“You taste sooo de- delicous, cutie. .” He says quietly, kissing at your puffy clit tenderly— chuckling softly when the bud throbs against his lips. 

Rafayel tugs you back down onto his face, fingers tightly digging into your plump hips. . forcing you to roll your hips, grinding your heat on his face. He glides his tongue through your folds two times, back and forth back and forth, before he plunges his tongue into your quivering hole— summoning a loud whine of pleasure. The feeling of his tongue dragging along your velvety walls has your toes curling, eyes rolling back, and a whine of Rafayel being ripped from you.

“Hnng-! I-I can’t —nghhh. . can't take anymore. .” You babble out, squirming and writhing, though to no avail.

He tilts his head upwards, lips engulfing your puffy clit— sucking harshly until he feels your hips jolt. Greedily, one of his hands grabs at your ass chick while the other one stays glued firmly to your hips. Rafayel plays with the supple flesh, squeezing and fondling at the globs of fat on your ass— giving it a soft smack. 

“Haah-! Nnghfuck. . t- too much. . raf’!” You sob loudly, tears clinging in the corner of your eyes.

The feeling of overstimulation has you whimpering and trembling helplessly,  but Rafayel can’t stop— he needs to coax out more and more of your delicious juices. Oh, he’s hooked on you. He’s basking in your reactions; every single time your moans become high pitched, he’d peer up from between your thighs.

“Mmhp—! Fu- fuck. . feels too Ra- Rafie! Wanna. .—nghh, cuum” you slur out dumbly between whines, squealing when he spanks to the flesh of your ass.

That knot in your stomach is getting tighter with every passing second, you are trembling violently now. Rafayel’s tongue delves through your sopping folds— tongue tracing through your creamy slit, driving you closer and closer to your impending orgasm. Maybe the lightheadedness, from the lack of oxygen and drunk off your taste and scent, finally got to your boyfriend’s head— perhaps that’s the only explanation of his cock throbbing violently in need.

Rafayel is widely bucking his hips into the air, fucking into nothing— caught between the option of eating you out until his jaw aches or giving into the need. . ultimately choosing to worship his girlfriend. The moment he suckles onto your clit, tongue smoothing the swollen flesh. . you’re letting out a loud sob, tears dripping down your cheek. You wail loudly, cumming around nothing, shakily rolling your hips as you ride out your orgasm.

“Haah—! Fu- fuck me. .” you sigh out softly, shakily lifting yourself off his face.

There’s thin strings of arousal connected between your pussy and his face, his face covered in your juices and arousal. Messy and nasty. 

“Haah. . yo- you taste soo good” Rafayel pants, it’s quite obvious he’s just as drunk as you are— pussy drunk. 

“—Need more. .” He murmurs out, gently spanking the warm flesh of your ass, dragging you onto his face again with the personality of man that intends to make you jelly boned and sobbing in ecstasy.

⭑.XAVIER

You are a complete, hot mess— fat tears clinging from the corner of your eyes, loudly whimpering and whining from the overwhelming pleasure, weakly and helplessly clawing at the soft fabric of a pillow before you. Eyes burning with hunger and need gazes at your body; skin covered in a slight sheen of sweat from the heat and ecstasy. . glistening in the dimmed lights to cast a pretty shining effect on your gorgeous body, scattered along the flesh of your neck and back are purple and red hickey marks from Xavier’s hungry mouth. 

If it wasn’t for the calloused hands, greedily grabbing at your plus hips with a firm grip, dragging you to meet Xavier’s rough thrusts halfway. .you would have already collapsed on the bed from the sheer exhaustion. You’re completely drunk from that additive feeling of intense pleasure, with each orgasm ripped from your body, the pleasure bleeds into overstimulation yet you still beg for more— perhaps this is what it meant to be cockdrunk. You are tumbling violently like a small leaf, you can barely hold your loud whines and tears every time his cock drags perfectly along your velvety walls. . easily pounding into your sweet spots.

The apartment room is deafening, surely the lewd harmony you both are creating can be heard perfectly. Each time Xavier gives you a frantic and rough thrust, his slender cock pushing deep into your gooey walls, an obscure squealchh and sloshing sound of your sopping cunt would fill the room along with the sounds of slick skin slapping against each other loudly. 

“Haaah—! O-ohfuckk. . f- feels sooo good” you mewl loudly, there’s a subtle burning sensation on your arms that’s planted on the bed, it must be from you trying to hold yourself up for soo long. 

“Nngh. . X- xavie!” You cry out his name loudly, earning yourself a pleased groan from your boyfriend. 

A noisy sob is ripped from your swollen lips when one of Xavier’s hands drags along the skin of your back to grab at your plump ass— needy fondling, squeezing, and smacking at the flesh until it turns to a pretty shade of red. In his eyes, he’s leaving his own mark on your delicious body. . just like what you did to his neck, except he’s worse and meaner. 

“Mmph haah. . yo- you knew he was —fuck. . staring a- at you. .” Xavier breathes out between ragged moans and grunts, hips noisily slamming into yours, the red, globs of fat jiggling from the impact. 

“We- were you tr- tryna’ . . nghfuuck so tight— make m- me jealous, darling?” Somehow, his thrusts become inhumanly and mercilessly fast. . causing a silent scream to be ripped from you and your head to become only a mush of thoughts while your white-coated walls quiver around his cock, eliciting a breathless whimper from Xavier. 

Oh godd, the way his cock drags along your sensitive walls has your body trembling from the overstimulation. The mess between your plump thighs is getting everywhere: the bed, the sheets, on your skin, and Xavier’s thighs and abdomen— the mess is starting to become worse and worse, your sloppy hole keeps leaking out a sticky mixture of your juices and his previous orgasms onto the bed below. Another rough spank to your ass has you bucking your hips towards him, weakly fucking yourself on his length. 

“oooh— fuckfuckfuckfuck! Nngh. . X- xavie! I- I. . f- feels amazing!” You squeal out loudly, fat tears dripping down your flushed cheeks— each rough thrust has a pleasurable wave of heat coursing through your body.

The sensitivity seemingly makes your senses sharper than usual. . everything feels more intense— the way Xavier’s slender’s cock throbs and jolts deep inside the warmth of your cunt or the way his balls slap, pwop, at your puffy clit til you’re gushing around his base.  

“I- I’m soo sorry— fuck!” You wail out, lips parting as strings of moans are ripped from you, eyes rolling back with a particular rough thrust. 

His hands cracks against your ass again, the sting melted into delicious and addictive pleasure, you gasp in response. Perhaps you did go overboard with making your dear boyfriend jealous, but getting fucking so good that you become cockdrunk. . you really wouldn’t mind doing it again. Those heavy balls of Xavier’s smacks against your engorged clit, heat pooling to your lower belly. 

“Haaah—! O-oh god. .” You drool, becoming awfully aware of that knot in your lower belly growing tighter and tighter. 

“Mmhp—. . a- and you —fuckkk. .” Xavier barely manages to get words out, groaning softly when you feel you flutter around his cock soo tightly.

“. .pretends l- like he wasn’t st- staring —holyshit, darling. . at y- you” he stutters out, another rough smack on your asscheek, eliciting out a yelp from you.

“X- Xavier—!” You voice is high pitched and deafening as you cry out his name, shamelessly moaning your boyfriend’s name. . there’s no way that man basically eye fucking you couldn’t hear from his room. 

“Hhng nngh—! Y- yes. . yesyesyes, scream out my n- name, starlight” Xavier encourages.

Xavier is so close to cumming; that rude and mean grip on your hip tightens ever so slightly, his thrust becoming sloppy and downright needy for an orgasm, and the way he’s just pulsing and twitching inside you. 

“C’mon. . s- scream out my name —gonnacum. . wa- want him to know y- you are all minee” he drools out, hips smacking painfully into yours. 

“X- Xavier —hnng, please!” You squeal, eyes rolling back as velvety walls quiver around his length, creaming around his cock for the nth time— the ring of cum around his base smears onto your skin. 

He lets out a breathless whimper, resting his weight on top of your body. . keeping you trapped against the bed. Xavier’s body is flushed with yours, cock spurting an overwhelming amount of cum into your stuffed pussy. Your eyes roll back, weakly gasping when he presses his hands onto your back, slowly thrusting his sensitive cock into your gushing and creamy pussy.

“X- xavie. . nooo! F- feel’s tooo good. .” You drool into the sheets, unable to make an effort to squirm away from the mind numbing pleasure. 

Even though Xavier is completely dumb from pleasure and overstimulation is biting at his flesh and mind. . he can’t stop— he needs to ensure that man knows you are his. . even if you spend all night fucking like bunnies.

⭑.ZAYNE

Your body feels extremely exhausted, skin sweaty and glistening, skin burning hot to the touch from the delicious heat that’s bloomed between you and your boyfriend. The addictive sensation of your ass cheek throbbing in pain from the countless spanks Zayne gifts to your flesh only serves to further heighten your sensitivity— each cruel swat to the red globs of flesh draws out a whiney whimper from your spit covered lips. Perhaps, acting like a brat towards you boyfriends wasn’t the smartest choice you’ve ever made. .

However; being forced to perch on top of his lap, feeling his hard cock pressing deep into your cunt, while calloused hands tenderly massage and roughly spank at the globs of fat until your flesh was raw and a pretty shade of red wasn’t something you’d object to receiving as punishment. Shakily and weakly, you roll your hip— eyes rolling back when you feel Zayne’s thick cock brush perfectly against your g-spot, whimpering when your puffy clit catches at the rough fabric of his pants. 

“Haah—. . ohmygod. Za- Zaynie!” You whine out his name in such a sweet voice, gasping erotically when he grabs at your sore ass cheek, firmly squeezing on the raw flesh while helping you bounce on his twitching cock. 

It’s a mess, tears clinging onto your lashes, drool seeping from your parted lips as you pant out warm air, mind set on one thing. . to finally cum after being edged for soo long. You quickly bury your fingers into Zayne’s shirt, bunching the fabric up between your fingers. . using it as leverage.

“Hnng—! C- can’t take it anymore. . b- baby!” You whimper out, trembling lightly in his arms.

Each time Zayne slams you back onto his lap, you swear, his cock reaches soo deep into your sopping cunt— forcing your pussy to make the nastiest and obscurest squelching sound. The wet squealchh and sloshing of sound of his dick reaching deep into your gooey walls can be heard from outside the closed room, along with the wet plap of skin meeting each other. 

“Nghh. . oooh, p- please, Zayne! N- needa’a cumm. . sooo badly. .” You beg in a whiney tone, sobbing when his cock massages your velvety walls perfectly. 

There’s a subtle burning sensation in your thighs from overexerting yourself, yet, you just can’t stop. . you really need to cum. Zayne groans out softly when he feels your walls spasm and flutter around his cock, dragging out a delightful moan of your name. 

“Z- Zayne. . c- can, anymore—“ you mewl, words barely making sense anymore. 

You are so close to cumming, that knot in your stomach gets tighter and tighter than expected, the way your gooey walls spasm around his throbbing cock is enough to tell. Zayne huffs out between moans and groans, one of his hands on your plump hips dragging up your back— tugging you to be fleshed against his chest, fucking up into your messy cunt. 

“Pleasepleasepleaseplease—! Wanna cum soo. . — Haah, need’a cum, please za- zaynie!” You babble out pathetically, burying your head into his neck— lips sucking at his flesh until a pretty bruise blooms at his skin.

You let out a loud cry when you feel Zayne’s hands gently smack against your ass cheek, a loud fwop, a silent reminder that he’s treating this like a punishment. You whimper softly when he fondled your ass cheek, pushing deeper into your sloppy pussy.

“You’ve been acting like a brat. . all. fucking. day. darling” Zayne clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, each word followed by a toe curling thrust that makes a delicious wave of heat course through your body— earning a sob in response.

“You h- have clearly —nngh fuckk. . ha- haven’t learned your lesson, m- my beloved” he groans out between gritted teeth, wrapping his arms around your back to keep you trapped and flushed against him, angling his hips to graze against your g-spot.

“P- please, Zayne! I- I won’t tease you anymore —haah nghh, feels soo good”  you wail out, nuzzling yourself deeper into his neck, lips wrapping around his sensitive skin and sucking pretty bruises and love bites on his flesh— eliciting a breathless groan from your boyfriend. 

He knows you are lying. .

“P- please, j- just let me cum. . baby—“ you gasp out, weakly bucking your hips to meet his sloppy thrusts. 

How could Zayne possibly deny you when you’re pleading so sweetly, tears dripping 

onto his skin, muffled whimpers by his neck, gooey walls slamming around him. His thrusts become hurried and sloppy, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. Oh fuckk, the way his cock drags along your velvety walls has that knot in your stomach tightening and your eyes rolling back. 

“Come on —nghhfuck. . c- cum for me, be- beloved” Zayne manages to breathe out between broken grunts.

One of the hands gripping firmly onto your hips dips between your bodies, finding where your two are connected— skilled fingers pressing and circling your puffy clit until you let out a loud cry. A loud moan is ripped from you as you gush around his cock, tears dripping down your cheeks from how intense your orgasm was, a ring of cum forming around the thick base of Zayne’s cock. 

“Haah—! F- fuk, Zaynie!” You drool, letting out a shaky breath when he buries his cock to the hilt of your cunt.

His cock throbs and twitches deep inside your sopping pussy, ropes of cum shooting into your gooey walls. Zayne grits out your name, slowly bouncing on his cock to help ride out both of your orgasms. You are a trembling mess in his arms, still recovering from your intense orgasm. 

However, Zayne is still bouncing you up and down his dick— overstimulation creeping over your body, you let out a soft whimper from the pleasure. 

“Nghh. . Haah, mhhp. . ‘M se- sensitive” you mewl out, that doesn’t stop you from rolling your hips to gain some of that delightful overstimulation. 

“You’ve been trying to get my a- attention all —fuckk. . day, darling” he mumbles, tilting his head to the side to press a warm kiss to your hair. 

“Surely this isn’t enough to satisfy you. .” Zayne teases, that tone alone is enough for you to know he isn’t done with you just yet. 

⭑.SYLUS

There was something soo enticing and entertaining about teasing your poor, oh so sweet, boyfriend restlessly. Ranging from innocently bending over in front of him wearing a pretty short skirt, gracing him the perfect view of your crimson panties. Purposely leaving the bathroom door wide open for Sylus to see you— naked and beautiful body covered in droplets of warm water, steamy air surrounding you inside the shower. 

You’ve even resorted to indulging him in his desires, plush lips firmly pressed against each other in a steamy kiss— your warm lips lightly peppering against his jaw to his neck. . sucking a pretty mark onto his neck before pulling away with an obvious excuse. Oh godd, you truly can be quite a little minx. It was inevitable; Sylus would eventually submit to his own desires and corner you. . like a predator finally capturing its prey.

“Mmhp. . doing soo —fuckk. . well f’me, kitten” Sylus groans out between rough and ragged groans, voice muffled slightly by the mounds of flesh on your chest pressed against his face— occasionally taking in your perky nipples into his hungry mouth to suckle and lap at the bud until you whimper.

Sylus has a brushing grip on your squishy and plump hips, calloused hands helping you to ride his cock— the loud fwopping sound of his skin meeting yours is loud. His fat cock easily pushes deep in your velvety walls, due to the amount of wetness you’ve produced, with a lewd squealchh. The sticky mixture of both your essence and his cum is smeared everywhere; his lap, abdomen, and your thighs and ass.

Gazing up towards you with hooded eyes and clouded with desire, everything about you was intoxicating to him— fat tears clinging to your eyes lashes and eyes glossy, lips parted as he rips strings of moans from your swollen lips, and the way your gooey walls squeezes around his cock. . it makes him feel dizzy from the pleasure. You tremble in his hands intensely, barely letting out coherent sentences besides his name over and over. Sylus is soo big; buried deep in your sopping pussy, stretching your walls out perfectly, twitching and throbbing inside your cunt— it has your body burning in ecstasy and creaming around his thick base with a loud squeal.  

Your thighs are beginning to have this slight uncomfortable burning sensation from spending such a long period of time being fucked dumb on Sylus’s cock, the pleasure has officially rendered you cock drunk.

“Hang mmhp—! I- I. . ca- can’t! t- too tired. . nghh!” You mewl out in a whiney voice, panting and breathing heavy from the heat.

Before you can even attempt to finish up your sentence, he’s bucking his hips to push deeper into your gushing cunt, pressing into your poor g-spot. That deep, unforging thrust he does has your eyes rolling back, and whimpering out your boyfriend’s name loudly. One of Sylus’s arms wraps around your back, pulling you closer to push your boobs closer to his face— he lets out a delighted groan into your perky nipples as he drags his tongue against the bud, drawing out a gasp from you.

“Y- you enjoy teasing —ohfuckk, so tight. . me, sweetheart?” He grunts out against your chest, engulfing both of your nipples into his hungry and insatiable mouth before sucking harshly, eliciting out a broken moan from you.

The only response he gains is an unapologetic and teasing giggle from you, it quickly melts into a loud and surprised moan when his hand on your hip swiftly cracks at your ass. Sylus swiftly spanks at the same cheek twice, summoning a loud moan, more tears brimming in the corner of your eyes. It shouldn’t excite you, but it does, the sticky cream that gushes from your cunt and forms around the base of his dick is enough evidence. 

Perhaps it’s the overstimulation that’s making you act so giddy and incoherent— besides, it’s not like Sylus’s tone carries any hostility, in fact, it seems he’s teasing you back. 

“Haaah—! Ohmyfucking. . godd, s- sy!” You wail out, velvety walls squeezing around his cock like a vice, that knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter. 

“Mmhp nngh! I- I don’t know wh- what you're talking about, ho- honey!” You coo out softly, feigning innocence, whining out when his hands roughly massaged the reddened globs of flesh.

Another loud smack, your poor asscheek is already beginning to turn a pretty shade of red— you’re just in love.

“D- don’t fucking. . —nngh” Sylus starts, interrupting himself by lewdly slurping at your poor nipples, even gently nibbling at the flesh, electing a squeal from you.

Smack

“— act. . innocent with me, sweetie” he purrs out, miraculously speeding up his brutal pace when he feels our gooey walls quivering and flutter around his cock uncontrollably.

Smack. Smack.

You let out a loud wail, the little bossy word you wished to say dies at the tip of your tongue. At this point, there will be red marks on your poor ass cheek and a pretty bruise on your hips, serving as a sweet and lovely reminder of tonight.

“Oooooh. .  fuck! fuckfuckfuck. .” You gasp out loudly, scratching at his chest weakly, leaving only red marks on his skin— earning yourself a raspy chuckle from your boyfriend.

“Nngh—! C- can’t cum. . not again—!” You wail out, trembling violently in his arms. 

“Yes you can, kitten” Sylus murmurs against your swollen boobs, angling his hips slightly.

You drool, screaming out his name, eyes rolling back and toes curling— cumming around his thick cock for the nth time, sobbing when his hands spanks at your flesh again. You whimper, crying out his name when he stills fucking up into your messy cunt. You go limp in his arms, thighs trembling lightly.

“C’mon, sweetie. . — haah. . you’ve had your fun alll dayy” he draws out his words, pressing a soft kiss to the front of your neck, a complete contrast from how meanly thrusting up into your overstimulated pussy.

“Isn’t it fair I have mine. .?” Sylus teases lightly, fingers massaging at your red ass.

# All work belongs to only ME, jadestone2. Translating, plagiarism, copying, posting on another website, claiming as your work will NOT be tolerated, instant block⭑.ᐟ

⭑.[ AUTHOR NOTE ] Tehe. . betta weren’t expecting mommy to finally post hmm<33 but it did, mwah! Anywhores, I'm so so so rlly sorry for being absent, a lil summery, i did gain a leg injury and have already 2 weeks in the boot + i have to do another 2 weeks on ankle braces. . But I decided my babies deserve a long gift, I made to make sure I put my life in my writing<33 btw, if u say there’s obvious bias in how I wrote the characters, mommy is blocking you 4ever, tehe. I rlly love my new theme, I still have to change the whole blog but it’ll happen soon!

The lights of the bedroom are dimmed, leaving only the moon as a sole source of light. The silvery glow of the moonlight pours through the barley drawn back curtains, bathing the room in a gorgeous glow. The glow from the moonlight makes you look even more ethereal, a sight that Rafayel would do anything to engrave into his memory. 

Blueish pink eyes gazed in adoration at the sight of you, practically worshipping you silently; wrapped snug around your plush waist are the finest of silks—soft blue, light pink, and pretty purple, resembling a skirt that was tailored by a professional. The thin silk hugs your body perfectly, the flare and dip of your hips along with fat thighs are captured wonderfully against the soft fabric. 

Wrapped around your plump stomach are pearls that are tied together by thin ropes, a pearl necklace wrapped around your neck, and in the dim room there’s a shiny glint from your fingers— glistening pink and blue marriage ring, expensive yet priceless for your husband. 

You are undeniably enticing and sexy. However, the unmistakable glint of hesitance, embarrassment, and insecurity in your eyes is far from desirable—especially when you can’t even meet his eyes and is shielding the view of your naked chest with your arms from Rafayel’s gaze. Your eyes lashes flutters against your skin as you blink slowly, spit-covered bottom lip caught between your lips as you nervously nibble at the flesh.

“My beloved pearl. .” Rafayel mutters softly, calloused hands reaching towards your cheek, barely grazing your burning hot skin. 

“Mmh” you hum in acknowledgement, bottom lip trembling slightly, arms tightening around your chest. 

“. . If you feel hesitant or uncomfortable with me being close like this. . I will not force you to do something you don’t want” He reassures in a quiet voice, cupping your chest softly, thumb smoothing the skin there. 

The corner of your lips curl downwards slightly in response, the pinkish red tint of your cheek can barely be made out completely in the dimmed room, but for Rafayel, he could never neglect such a beautiful detail on his wife. You let out a quiet sigh of air that you’ve been holding in this whole time without realizing, finally meeting his gaze with a nervous expression plastered on your face. 

“N- no. . I- I really want this, Raf. .” You whisper sheepishly after seconds of silence and just staring into Rafayel’s eyes, nervously licking your lips. 

Rafayel leans closer to you, lips only a mere inches from yours, your breath hitches in anticipation. Up close like this, sharing a breath with you, your husband has come to realize that you are even more divine than he’s ever imagined. 

“Are you s- sure, my bride. .? Y- you really don’t have to—“ Rafayel mutters in response, he needs double confirmation, after all, this is your first time, he’d never want to force himself on you.

You nod your head fastly, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his lips in order to silence him. For a few seconds, Rafayel remains stunned with flushed cheeks before it melts into an expression that carries years worth of love.

“I trust you. .” You respond simply, slowly dropping your arms to leave yourself exposed.

“G- gosh. . You look so beautiful and gorgeous, cutie. .” He mutters in a quiet voice, finally pressing his lips against yours softly. 

The kiss only lasts a few seconds before Rafayel presses his lips against yours again, keeping his lips molded against yours in a tender manner. Kiss after kiss is pressed against your already swollen lips until you start to melt from the affection, the heat between you both intensifies— becoming more needy. His tongue slowly glides against the bottom of your lip, silently begging to deepen the kiss you share.

In response, you part your lips— the taste of your husband melting onto your tongue, there’s a small urge to be greedy for more that scratches at you. Rafayel’s arms snakes around your plush waist, dragging you further close to his body— chest pressed against chest, heated breaths shared together. You light tremble in his arms, sloppily and messily smearing your tongue against his more precise movements. 

“Mmhp. . hmm” you moan softly against his warm lips, hesitantly running your fingers in his hair— only to get a bit confident when Rafayel moans in delight. 

While Rafayel is precise and gentle, guiding you through the kiss— there’s something so cute about you erotically kissing him back in a clumsy manner, inexperienced yet so eager to reciprocate the affection. He pulls away from your swollen lips, pressing one last kiss to your glistening mouth.

“My beloved bride. . allow me to ease you into the addictive feeling of burning love— and show you how much I truly desire you. .” Rafayel whispers against your lips, breath fanning onto the skin before he leans in to make you melt into another kiss. 

You tremble in anticipation, strings of moans escape, you become muffled and swallowed by him. You shiver intensely when you feel calloused hands glide against the skin of your back, another barley grazing the flesh of your arm. . yet his touch is enough to cause goosebumps to erupt on your skin. Rafayel leans closer and closer to you while keeping his lips molded against yours, purposely guiding you to lay against the soft pillow on the bed.

A thin string of spit connects between your swollen lips, disappearing as fast as it appeared. Rafayel pants, hooded and eyes that are clouded in desire darting to drink up the sight of your beautiful body. 

“God. .” He sighs out lovingly, finger caressing your cheek, the skin there is awfully warm. 

“You look soo pretty at this angle. .i’d do anything to capture the essence of your beauty—iloveyousoomuch” Rafayel rambles his praises of love and compliments to mostly himself, unknowingly becoming the reason for your flustered expression. 

“And in this lighting—“ he murmurs, his words dying at the tip of his tongue.

Rafayel takes the time to really appreciate the beauty of his wife: the slight sheen of sweat on your forehead, the crease of your brow, parted and swollen lips, chest rising and falling faster than normal, nipples perky from the cool air, the small, gorgeous stretch marks above the mounds on your chest and ones that seems to further descend down the plush of your stomach, along with the way your thighs seem to part ever so slightly to give home room. The little restraint your husband has is being tested at this exact moment. 

“Magnificent, m- my pearl. .” Rafayel finally finishes his sentence, not a hint of shame in his body when it comes to worshipping and spoiling his wife with both words and touches.

Abruptly, it feels like a cold bucket of humiliation and embarrassment is dropped onto you— you’re quick to wrap one arm around your stomach and the other around your chest. Rafayel’s intense stare, yet carries an overwhelming amount of affection and love, makes you feel so. . exposed— it’s unfamiliar for you.

“M- my beloved wife. .” He sighs quietly, as if he was expecting such a reaction from you.

“Please, don’t shield yourself from me. . you are sexy the way you are, my pearl” Rafayel says in a soft tone, encouraging, he gently guides your hands from your body. 

Rafayel slowly leans in to bury his head into your neck, his warm breath is enough to have your breath hitching and a tiny shiver to course through your body. He peppers warm kisses along the skin of your neck, occasionally kitten licking at the flesh— eliciting breathless whimpers from you. He gently sucks at your skin until he’s positive a pretty mark blooms on your perfect skin. 

He drags his lips against your burning hot skin, towards your collarbone, tongue dragging awfully slow against your skin— leaving a glistening patch of spit. The soft smack of Rafayel’s lips against your skin can be heard every time he kisses your collarbone, along with the muffled mwah sound.

“Haah. . r- rafayel. .” You whimper quietly, whining when one of his hands moves to cup the squishy mounds on your chest, slightly arching your back in ecstasy.

Keeping his lips firmly against your nose, his thumb toys with your nipples: rolling, pinching, tweaking the perky bud— the stimulation is new and foreign for you, drawing out embarrassing moans from your lips. He drags his lips further down your body: from your marked up collarbone to the valley between your breasts, further down your body until he’s at your plush stomach— making sure to worship every part of your body, especially when he sees stretch marks. Rafayel toys with the silky fabrics wrapped around your waist, fingers dragging down to your thighs, pushing them ever so slightly apart.

“fuck. . iloveyou, cutie” He whispers again the skin of your stomach, pressing a brief kiss to the flesh.

“Should I continue?” Rafayel asks, peering up at you from between your thighs.

“Y- yes. . p- please, I need you” you nod your head hastily, barely lifting your hips up to give him easier access to peel off the fabric. 

You’ve become awfully aware of the occasional yet intense throb between your thighs, there’s a delicious wave of heat that continues to course through your body— fueling the heat between your thighs. Rafayel is dedicated to taking his time when revealing your pretty body, peeling silk after silk, leaving you only in a pretty shade of blue lingerie. A gasp is ripped from you when he slowly drags his fingers through your clothed folds, pressing his fingers harder against your clit until you squeal. 

After Rafayel was fully satisfied with teasing you, he tugs off the pretty lace lingerie, tossing it aside to the pile of silk on the floor— leaving your body exposed and ridden from the layers of fabric on you. One again, he drags his slender fingers through your sopping folds, smearing your arousal onto the fingertips of his fingers, a wet squelch of your cunt filling the room. Squeelch, it’s obscure and embarrassingly loud.

Calloused hands grab at your plush thighs, fingers sinking in and creating indents on your flesh, pulling them apart slowly until he has enough room to settle between them comfortably.

“Y- you’re glistening under the moonlight— sopretty, my gorgeous pearl. .” He sighs out, mumbling under his breath, simply astounded by how pretty your pussy is.

And Rafayel isn’t lying: your pussy is already sopping wet in your juices, clit puffy and swollen and desperate to be toyed with, arousal sliding from your gummy entrance. Your husband’s face is dusted in pink, drool practically dripping down his lips— he’s enticed by the idea that he finally has the chance to worship his wife in the perfect form of love. You gasp out softly when a cool air is blown onto your sex, thighs jolting in response.

“R- rafayel. .” You yelp out, trembling in anticipation when his lips find their way on the skin of your thigh— sucking a mark onto the flesh. 

“I’m sorry, cutie. . couldn’t help to tease you— mwah. .” Rafayel giggles softly, pressing another kiss to your thighs, dragging his lips against the skin of your thighs until he is directly in front of your cunt.

He nudges his nose against your dripping heat, moaning in pure delight against your fat folds— sending a pleasurable shiver through your body due to the vibrations. Rafayel presses a tender kiss to the hood of your clit, flattening his tongue against the bud, summoning a hiccup of pleasure from you. He slowly drags his tongue through your slickened folds, up and down, forward and downward in a dizzying manner.

Rafayel’s warm, thick tongue swipes along your drooling slit: swirling, gliding, dragging against your clit— pushing you closer and closer to your first orgasm. He presses wet kisses along your folds, distracting you from the one slender finger probing at your quivering hole. In response, you squirm slightly, hips jolting at the pleasure.

“Shh. . r- relax my sweet bride —hah, l- let me do all the work. .” He whispers against your puffy clit, moaning in ecstasy when your fingers bury themselves into his hair, gently tugging the strands.

His mind is overwhelmed with only thoughts about you. . how your sweet yet tangy taste melts onto his tongue and the scent of you. Rafayel has officially gone stupid for his beloved bride. His fingers slowly disappear into the warmth of your cunt, going deeper and deeper— lapping roughly at your clit to distract you from the temporary painful stretch. 

“Oooh. . Ohgod—“ your gasp melts into a whimper of pain, velvety walls spasming around his one finger, bucking your hips weakly towards him.

Rafayel gently slides his finger in and out of your gooey pussy, keeping his lips sealed around your buzzing clit. . sucking and lapping at the twitched bud. Once he feels your walls loosen and finally accommodate his finger, he presses another slender digit to your stuffed hole— pressing barley in, stretching you out so deliciously, adding to the fuel inside your lower stomach. Your eyes roll back to the back of your head, drool seeping from your parted lips, music of pleasure being ripped from you.

“I- I. . ohgod— it feels s- soo good” you mewl out, eyes crinkling up in ecstasy. 

He hums against your clit, sending a wave of vibrations through your body. The obscure squelch of your abused cunt being fingered only makes Rafayel’s cock throb and swell in need, leaking tons of precum against his boxers. He curls the tips of fingers, brushing against your sweet spot— drawing out a loud moan, making you see stars. 

You’ve never felt so overwhelmed before, it feels like Rafayel’s playing with your nerves. . knowing how and the best way to set them ablaze. Once again, he slowly pulls his fingers out before gently pushing them back into your cunt, burying them so deep inside your heat. 

“Mmhp. . Haah— y- you taste so good, my br- bride. So sweet” rafayel murmurs to himself, flattering his tongue against your clit, dragging the wet muscle in circles on top of the hood. 

“F- fuckk. . I- it feels really good. .” You hiss out, back arching from the bed, unknowingly pushing your cunt harder against his face. 

You’re getting really close, he knows. The way you spasm and flutter around his fingers, your whimpers and moans getting higher and louder, the way you keep squirming helplessly— oh, Rafayel knows. 

“Y- you’re doing so pe- perfect for me. .” he praises, pressing a third finger to your already drooling and abused cunt, easily summoning a loud squeal from you.  

“Oh shit-! R- raf’!” You yelp out, shivering intensely when you feel your walls part in order to accommodate a third finger inside.

“Iknow. . Iknow, ju- just gotta make sure there’s little p- pain, my pearl” Rafayel barely attempts to pull away from your puffy clit while talking, groaning when he feels you quiver around his fingers.

You sob loudly, juices gushing around Rafayel’s fingers, eyes glistening from the fat tears that drip down your burning hot cheek. That heat in your lower belly is only getting hotter and hotter with every second that’s filled with intense pleasure— you moan your husband’s name loudly, creaming around his fingers. 

“Haaah-! Nngh. .” You pant softly, helplessly trembling when Rafayel slides his juice soaked fingers from your pussy.

He presses a tender kiss to your swollen clit, prompting you to shiver from the overstimulation. He pulls up from between your thighs, lower half of his face sticky and glistening from your juices. Rafayel’s panting, yet there’s a satisfied glint in his eyes. 

“Haah. . f- fuck” he huffs out, licking your juices from off his fingers— not a hint of shame in his face. 

“S- should we stop and—“ Rafayel attempts to breath out, only for you to quickly interrupt him. 

“No! P- please. . I need you” you say in that voice that he would never dream off saying no to. 

Besides. . who is your husband to deny worshipping you? Rafayel is quick to tug down his pants and boxers, throbbing cock bouncing up to slap at his abdomen— precum dripping down the painfully red tip. He’s so pretty: slender yet a deliciously long cock, an angry red tip that’s drooling precum, and a small being running the underside of his base. 

Rafayel pressed his cock agaisnt your warm pussy, dragging himself through your slick folds with a soft moan. He rubs his drooling tip against your puffy clit, eliciting a whimper from you. He’s teasing you. . and you know it, he’ll press himself against your gummy entrance only to glide himself through your folds again, bumping against your clit with the perfect amount of pressure.

“R- rafayel-! Please. . stop teasing” you huff out, grumbling when he rut his hips back and forth to see his pretty cock slide against your cunt over and over again.  

“Teasing? I would never tease my cutie. .” He teases, leaning in to press a soft, yet sticky, kiss to your forehead. 

He gently presses himself against your hole, tip barley dipping into your warmth— but it’s enough to have you moaning softly. Inch by inch, his cock delves deeper into your cunt, your juices making it easier for him to sink inside. Rafayel’s hips are flushed with yours, dick nice and snug in your pussy, twitching and throbbing in your velvety walls.

“Haah. . Y- you can move” you whimper out, fingers trembling beside your head. 

The sensation of his cock slowly dragging against your walls only to push back inside is enough to have you squirming, toes curling up in pleasure. He buries his face into your neck, lips sloppily kissing at the warm skin. The cycle repeats the cycle: sinking all the way out in such a slow pace, deeply thrusting back inside your cunt until Rafayel’s skin is flushed with yours.  

Rafayel’s thrusts get faster and needier, lapping, slurping, and sucking at your neck until pretty marks bloom at your flesh while he’s whispering sweet praise. It’s all too much yet too little to give you the addictive feeling of cumming. 

“Y- you’re just soo pretty, my bride. . — Haah. . I can’t get enough of yo- you, my beloved” Rafayel babbles out, smashing his hips into yours.

You reach out, fingers clawing at his back, desperate to hold onto something. . anything. You wail loudly, biting your lips, limp in his arms as Rafayel fuck you in all the right spots. 

“Haaah. .iloveiloveiloveilove. .” He slurs out each word, voice muffled from the skin of your neck.

You tremble violently, gushing around his cock— eyes rolling back, fingers sinking into his back, leaving pretty red marks. He moans softly at the feeling of your walls enveloping and tightening around his cock.

“Mmhp. . G- gonna cum soon. .” He pants, trailing his lips from your neck to your jaw then to your lips.

He seals you in a sloppy kiss, tongue molding and smashing against each other— thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier until you feel him tremble in your arms. Rafayel’s moan is muffled by your lips, pressing himself as deep as he can go, warm cum shooting deep inside your walls. Your breaths are shared, you melt into his arms, wrapping your shaky legs around his waist, keeping him in your embrace. 

(՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞)ZAYNE

The air inside of the luxurious hotel room is heavy with the sweet, obnoxious scent of burning candles— their wax melting so slowly onto the surface below as they flicker against the walls. The lights of the room are dimmed to near darkness, only the small candles are the source of light. . casting a soft, golden, and unsteady glow in the room. The feeling of romantic and intimate environment is heightened, paired with the wet sounds of your lips pressing and molding against Zayne’s— each kiss you share is unhurried, deliberate, and lingers. 

In the unsteady, golden light, you look breathtaking: wearing just a tiny, baby blue, babydoll lingerie that really enchants the beauty of each curve and dip of your body. Your skin is burning hot and slightly sweaty from the pleasurable feeling of grinding yourself against Zayne’s bulge, with his assistance— those calloused, big hands having such a tight hip on your hips, dragging you back and forth against his lap in a dizzying manner. It makes your body and mind burn in desire, an intense wave of heat coursing through your body every time he groans against your swollen lips.

“Mmhp-! Hmp. .” You moan softly, voice slightly muffled by his lips, drool seeping from the corner of your lips from how you were sloppily kissing Zayne.

One of the hands that’s resting on the plush of your hips drags along the fabric of your lingerie, trailing up further to your back— the gentle touch of Zayne’s fingers dragging along the length of your spine has you shivering slightly. You whimper, fingers gripping further into the white fabric of his shirt, holding onto it like your life depends on it. He slowly pulls away from your swollen, glistening lips. . a mixture of both of your spit connected between your lips. 

“Haah. . you seem to be enjoying yourself, my beloved” Zayne teases in a soft and affectionate tone, leaning closer to mold his lips against yours once again—  seemingly drunk on the taste of your lips. 

Shakily, you roll your hips against him. . shivering at the delicious pressure against your throbbing clit. In response, Zayne bucks his hips, pushing up to grind against your intimate parts— still firmly grinding your clothed pussy against his bulge.

“Ooohmygod. . Mmhp! F- feels really good, Zaynie. .” You pant out, gasping weakly when your husband buries his head into your shoulder.

Warm slips pepper wet kisses along the sensitive flesh of your neck, each kiss sends your nerves ablaze in delight. There’s a trail of spit left along the skin of your neck from his lips, he blows cool air on the burning hot skin, prompting a shiver to run through your body and your breath hitching. Zayne gently sucks at your neck, tongue poking and dragging at your skin, until there’s a pretty red mark blooming in the area.

The overwhelming feeling of ecstasy is unfamiliar and even more heightened for you, yet it’s starting to become addictive. . you need more. Zayne presses his nose firmly against your pulse point, summoning a whimper and a flinch from you. He sucks more and more pretty marks into your neck, groaning softly when you comb your fingers through the strands of his hair. 

Although the room is rather dark, in the dim, flickering lights there’s a small shine on your fingers. . your marriage ring. Once he was thoroughly satisfied with the numerous small, red marks on your neck— he unclasped the pearl necklace from along the expansion of your neck, slowly dragging his lips and tongue down to your collarbone whilst placing the jewelry on the stand by the bed. The black frame of Zayne’s glasses pressed against the slick skin of your neck, the lenses fogged up from the heat. 

“My beloved. . y- you look so beautiful like this” he sighs out against your collarbone, pressing a firm kiss against the skin. 

Zayne’s calloused hands drags along the skin of your shoulders, one wrapping itself around your back while the other trails down your arm. The hand on your arms finds itself at the bottom of your lingerie, toying with the ruffles at the edge of the fabric. Lips pepper back up to your neck, sucking one last mark into your flesh before they press firmly against yours. . dealing you into a sweet kiss. 

The hand on your back slowly guides you to lay down against the plush pillows, he leans in to press a kiss to your cheek tenderly. Zayne manages to pull himself from your skin for a mere second, hooded eyes gazing so lovingly at his sexy wife in a cute  lingerie— drinking up the sight of you. 

“Will you allow me to—” Zayne coos softly, fingers hooking at the hem of your lingerie.

Although Zayne doesn’t get the chance to fully finish the sentence, his eyes already tell you what he hasn’t said— silently begging for your consent. You nod your head hastily, whimpering when he doesn’t put an effort to pull the fabric from your body.

“With your words, my beloved. .” He mutters, answering that confused expression on your face.

“P- please, Zaynie. .” You whisper quietly, trembling slightly when he slowly peels off the babydoll lingerie from your body— leaving you in nothing but blue panties 

Even though you were eager for him to take off the lace lingerie from your body. . the abrupt feeling of exposure makes you feel so shameful— in a quick manner, you’ve already got your arm tightly wrapped around your naked chest, the other snaking around your plush stomach. Zayne opts to stay silent rather than force you to move your hands, a glint in his eyes that says he’s already expecting you to do this. 

“My beloved. . if you aren’t ready to do this, I won’t force you” Zayne says softly, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

“Although, may I ask. . why are you hiding your beautiful body from me?” He asks in a quiet voice, tugging the black glasses from off the bridge of his nose— folding it nicely before setting it aside on the table.

Your lips tremble lightly before you press them into a thin line, you aren’t even sure how to respond to that easy question. Perhaps you felt embarrassed of your body, in your mind, your body isn’t desirable for a man like your husband. Oh, how wrong you are. 

“I- I. . I don’t think you would like how my body looks. .” You finally manage to say after gulping, avoiding his intense stare. 

“I married you, and only you. . I love every aspect of you, even your body, sweetheart” Zayne reassures, humming softly to himself when you finally gently drop your arms from your skin— he’s on you within seconds. 

Zayne’s already got your nipple engulfed in his hungry, warm mouth. . tongue flicking at the stiffened bud while his fingers toy with the other perky bud. You whimper too loudly, back off the bed, leaning further into the pleasure. He sucks onto your nipples until the poor bud is glistening in his spit and stiff in the cool air.

“God. . my beloved, you’re so pretty” he praises against the skin of the mounds on your chest, pressing warm kisses further down your body— to the valley between your breasts, to your plush stomachs, further down until he stops where your lacy panties clinging onto your skin. 

Teasingly, he slowly drags his fingers from your love handles to your plush hips, fingers hooking around the panties before releasing the lace. In response, you huff out in annoyance. . It's obvious Zayne knows exactly what he’s doing. He chuckles softly when you practically tear off your blue panties, parting your fat thighs to give him enough room to settle between.

Calloused hands grab at your plush thighs, fingers causing indents into the chub— he peels your thighs further apart, causing your sopping folds to part and expose your drooling entrance and puffy clit. Zayne gently places your legs over his shoulder, blowing cool air onto your dripping pussy, eliciting a whimper from you. 

“You’re dripping wet, my love. .” Zayne mutters, tilting his head towards the side to be able to kiss and nibble at your thighs, voice slightly muffled.

You gasp loudly when you feel two fingers slowly glide through your fat folds, starting from your drooling entrance and ending at your puffy clit— pressing his fingertips against the hoods. He’s awfully precise with how much pressure he applies to your clit. Zayne retracts his fingers from your clit, a thin, slick string of arousal connected between your pussy and his fingers.

“You’ve produced a healthy amount of slickness. .” He mutters to himself, pushing your folds apart using his fingers.

“It’s recommended to use lube during your first time. . penetration becomes much easier” Zayne mumbles again, reaching to the table on the side of the bed— tugging open the drawer to pull out a bottle of lube.

Zayne squeezed the small bottle, cool, thick liquid drips onto your warm pussy. . causing goosebumps to erupt on your thighs. Delicately, your husband drags his finger through your folds again, ensuring the lube is evenly distributed. He presses a slender finger against your lubed hole, slowly pushing into your cunt with a wet squelch.

“Haah. .” You pant, squealing loudly when his thumb finds your clit, rolling tight, delicious circles on the puffy bud. 

He applies the perfect amount of pressure onto your throbbing clit, slowly thrusting the finger in and out of your sopping cunt— ensuring that the pleasure will be able to drown out the pain of being stretched out. There’s a small heat in your lower belly, the heat getting stronger and stronger with every second passing. Zayne gently pressed another slender finger into your hole, with the lube from earlier and the amount of arousal you’re leaking. . the finger easily pushes into your cunt with a loud slosh.

“Ohfuck-! Z- zayne. .” You mewl loudly, velvety walls spasming around his fingers, eyes rolling back soo far.

The stretch of your cunt feels delightful, toe curling even, your mind is starting to become hazy from the ecstasy. He keeps his fingers still and buried deep in your pussy, rolling your clit so fast until he deemed you were ready for him to thrust his fingers. The way Zayne toys with your clit is enough to have your back arching from the bed and loud man be ripped from you.

“Mmh. . you’re doing so perfect for me, my beloved” he praises in a soft tone while he slowly thrusts his fingers, easily poking at your sweet spots.

You’re seeing stars right now from the pleasure, mindlessly bucking and pushing your hips towards him— searching for that addictive sensation. And Zayne is there, ensuring his pretty wife is well pampered. For a man who’s stern and serious at work, hearing the strings of praise he says, only for you, has you drunk and honored. 

“Ohmygod-! Haah! F- feel’s soo good. . fuck—“ you babble, a silent scream being ripped form you when he manages to sink a third finger to your alreadly stuffed hole.

Your gooey walls spasms and flutters around his slender fingers, a nasty amount of your juices trickled down the curve of your ass cheek— leaving a wet stain on the bed below. You’ve begun to squirm and thrash around, letting out a broken, loud sob. Oh, and the moment Zayne curled his fingers against your sweet spot, you are gone. . mind completely destroyed and fucked. 

You aren’t even given the chance to warn Zayne, although you wouldn’t be surprised if he already knew how close you are— with a deafening wail, you tighten around his fingers, creaming around them. He still gently thrusts his fingers in and out of your messy pussy, eliciting an exhausted moan. . fat tears dripping down your cheek from how intense your orgasm was.

“Haah. . hnng, I- I” you can only get a word out, only being able to pant and huff out air.

“You did so wonderful, sweetheart. . would you like to continue or are you too tired. .?” Zayne asks softly, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to your forehead, in which you melt into his touch. 

“N- no. . I want to make you feel good too” you whimper out, leaning to press your lips against his.  

He hums out in response, maneuvering to lay against the bed— calloused hands gently guiding you to sit onto his lap. Zayne delicately told your hips, grinding your twitching clit against his throbbing bulge. . but it isn’t enough to satisfy that desire in your stomach, you need more. You plant your hands against his stomach, lifting your body from off his lap. . his fingers unconsciously tighten around your plush hips. 

With one hand, you managed to tug off Zayne’s pants and boxers off to where his hard cock slaps at your thigh. He’s just as gorgeous as you believed he was: thick and perfectly long cock, the same shade as his skin, an bulbous tip that leaks precum.

“Still eager as ever, my beloved. . quick to take control once you feel like it” he teases lightly, chuckling when you huff at his audacity. 

You press Zayne’s cock against your pussy, dragging his twitching dick through your slick folds— coating him in your juices. You align his bulbous tip to your dripping hole, barely sinking yourself on his cock. Inch by inch plunges in your cunt with a wet squelch, he exhales softly when your gooey walls quiver around his length. 

“Nghh-! Ohfuck. . go- god your soo fucking big—“ you gasp out, he’s only halfway inside and yet it feels like he’s deep in your pussy. 

There’s a subtle, small burn in your thighs, nothing but a light ache, as you force yourself to sink into his cock until your hips are flushed against his— mewling quietly when you feel him twitch inside your gooey walls. You lift your hips, slamming yourself down onto his cock with a loud fwop. You manage to find the perfect pace, bouncing yourself up and down Zayne’s length, the loud sound of your skin slapping against his and the wet squelch of your cunt stretching around his cock is quick to fill the room. 

The delightful feeling of Zayne’s dick massaging your clench walls has you weakly clawing onto his skin, hips faltering from the pleasure. 

“Haah. . G- good girl, fuck. . y- you’re so tight around me, sweetheart” Zayne groans, one for he hands on your hips sliding up the your back, pushing you to lean closer to his face. 

He bucks his hips upward, meeting your thrusts. . even helping you ride him faster until you’re just sobbing in ecstasy. Zayne takes your nipple into his mouth, noisily slurping and sucking at the poor bud until it’s dripping in spit and puffy. You sob loudly, that familiar heat in your stomach building up from the way his cock brushes at all your most delicious spots. . the bulbous tip reaching so deep. 

“Nngh-! F- fuck. . haaah Zaynie—!” You drool, velvety walls spasming around his thick length, gushing around his cock. . a white ring forming at the base of his dick. 

Zayne groans loudly at your gooey walls practically milking him, the grip on your hips tightens as he bounces you up and down until he’s moaning against your breasts— burying himself deep in your cunt until he shoots his cum deep into your pussy. 

“Nngh. . Haah, I-i love you, Zaynie” you breathe out, snuggling into his warmth, almost instantly falling asleep in his arms.

“I love you more, my beloved wife. .” He whispers, wrapping an arm around your back.

He tugs you close, carding his fingers through your hair tenderly. Tomorrow morning, he’ll give you proper aftercare. 

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