jimmy slag

you’d had a stalker for ages. jimmy, that’s all you knew. he’d text you, call you, follow you home. the police didn’t care, said he wasn’t doing anything illegal. bullshit.

you were so beautiful to him. stylish, always wearing something pink. so girly and cute. he had to have you.

so, one night you were returning home from a night out. he grabbed you, dragged you into his car. knocked you out. you woke up in a filthy room, covered in anime and game posters. and jimmy, looking at you with loving eyes. you were in deep shit.

the way he’s driving into you is making you cry out despite wanting him dead. his cock is painfully splitting you open, and yet you’re squirting all over him, still sensitive from him eating you out only minutes ago.

"hhaa-, fuck, mummy, ye feel so good", jimmy moans, burying his face into your neck, placing sloppy, wet kisses on your skin. he’s clearly trying to make a hickey, but it’s obvious that he doesn’t know how to.

you’re so grossed out by him. his weight is crushing you. over 400 pounds, huge belly smushed against yours like dead weight. his flesh is sweaty, clammy, and it’s covering every part of your body.

the worst part is his stench. he reeks of old sweat and nicotine pouches, with a hint of grease. the stench is rising mostly from his pits, that god-forsaken mouth and his crotch.

when he doesn’t manage to make a hickey he moves his lips from your neck to your lips, forcing you in a drenched kiss. his lips are wet, slimy and cracked as hell.

you gag at the taste of him. tooth decay and nicotine pouches. jimmy just chuckles and keeps licking into you.

"kiss me back, mummy", he whines, sucking your lower lip. you refuse, of course. when you turn your head jimmy starts pouting, some tears in the corners of his eyes.

"ye-ye’re jus’ like those other whores", he whimpers. "i thought ye were different, but ye’re a bitch like the rest of them", he mumbles.

"fuck off, fucking whale!" you hiss. that’s what gets him. jimmy’s lower lip starts wobbling, more tears gathering in his eyes. then he starts bawling.

he keeps fucking you as he cries like a toddler having a fit, burying his face into your neck again. his snot makes a trail on your skin, making you shudder.

"m-mummy’s bein’ s-so mean", jimmy sobs, continuing slamming his hips against yours. he has crazy stamina for a man his size.

you feel crushed in the worst way possible, his plush chest and massive belly flush against yours. he’s sweating like crazy, you’re wet from it already, so is the bed.

he shudders violently, that’s when you feel it. thick, warm ropes of cum pouring inside you. he sobs loudly, drooling all over you. he crashes on top of you with his whole weight, cock still inside.

"mama.." he sobs, sloppily kissing your neck.

"i’m not your fucking mama!" you hiss.

jimmy lets out an annoyed grunt. "shut up, bitch, ye should play along, do as i say", he says. when you try to push him off he only puts more weight in, taking the air from your lungs.

"mama’s gonna make me feel good again", he murmurs, suddenly climbing on top of your face, his sweaty balls hitting your nose.

"no!" you whine, disgusted.

but his ass crashes on your face. he spreads his round buttocks so his sweaty hole is right on your mouth. "lick", he says.

you try shaking your head, but it’s impossible with him crushing you. so you just keep your mouth shut, trying not to breathe. not that you could even if you tried to.

"lick or i’ll shit on yer face!" jimmy hisses. that’s what gets you to act. you hesitantly put your tongue on his stinky hole, starting to draw circles.

jimmy lets out a loud moan, grinding his hole on your face. "y-yeah mummy, jus’ like that", he whimpers.

you’re desperate for some air. your face is drenched in his ass sweat, and you’re scared that he’d fart at any second. he doesn’t, though. just keeps pleasuring himself by grinding his asshole on your tongue. you try to mumble a "stop", but it’s impossible.

he tastes like sweat as you lick into him, pushing some of your tongue inside his nasty hole. you hope he’d be satisfied and stop. he doesn’t budge, though. doesn’t give you air.

over 400 pounds of dead weight on your face, you’re starting to feel yourself getting light-headed.

you hear the door slam. jimmy kicks off his shoes at the door and calls for you. ”i’m in the bedroom!” you say, setting your book aside.

your boyfriend steps into the bedroom, letting out a deep sigh. ”how was work, baby?” you ask him. ”’t’was shite”, jimmy sighs, climbing on the bed, crashing on top of you with his whole weight.

he weights like four hundred pounds, so he nearly knocks the air off your lungs. ”baby.. we-we’ve talked about this”, you mumble, trying to scoot off. jimmy grunts, not letting you go. ”honey.. you’re heavy”, you say, desperately trying to get him off you. but jimmy just buries his face into your neck, clearly not planning on moving an inch.

you let out a sigh and start petting his hair. what a big baby. jimmy mumbles something under his breath, most likely ”mummy”.

”you had a hard day, baby?” you coo. jimmy nods. then he starts crying.

”aww, baby”, you purr, kissing his forehead. ”mama..” jimmy sobs, desperately wanting to be close to you. it’s not enough that he’s on top of you, he wants to crawl under your skin.

”tell me about it”, you say, giving him another forehead kiss.

”i donnae wanna talk about work”, jimmy whines. he usually doesn’t want to, you know he does something in organized crime.

jimmy keeps sobbing against your neck, making you pet his hair and give him kisses.

”you want the bottle, baby?” you ask him. jimmy looks at you and nods. he moves, letting you stand up. you get his bottle and fill it with milk.

jimmy’s waiting for you on the bed, still teary-eyed. ”my poor little baby, come here”, you coo, sitting down, signaling him to come sit on your lap.

jimmy crawls on your lap like an overgrown toddler or a large breed dog that thinks itself as a lapdog.

your thighs are definitely hurting, but you don’t care. you want to make him feel better.

you put the baby bottle inside his mouth and he starts immediately drinking, clearly soothed.

you coo and pet his hair as he drinks. ”yeah, such a good boy, you were hungry, weren’t you?” you purr.

jimmy nods and keeps drinking, gulping down the milk like he’s actually a baby.

he finishes the milk and looks at you with glossy eyes. "mama", he whines. "what it is, baby?" you ask. jimmy starts crying again. "aww, poor baby", you purr, kissing his cheek.

you make him lie down on the bed, climbing on top of him. jimmy’s sobbing like a baby, mumbling "mummy" as you start peeling off his shirt.

"shh, shh, let me take care of you", you coo. "kiss", jimmy sobs, pulling you closer. you put your lips on his. his lips are wet, slightly chapped. jimmy lets out a sob and starts licking into you, pushing his tongue inside your mouth.

you respond to the kiss, twirling your tongue against his. he’s crying while kissing you, letting out soft sobs and whimpers, his cock hardening.

you start kissing down his chin and neck, sucking hickeys on his soft skin. his skin feels warm and sweaty on your lips.

you descend, starting to kiss on his plush chest. you gently suck on his nipples, fondling his belly fat. "mama-", jimmy whimpers as you twirl your tongue on his hardened nipple.

you move down to his fat belly, squeezing and kissing everywhere you can. you bury your face into his soft skin, slowly starting to unzip his jeans.

"mummy-" jimmy starts, but you cut him off. "shh, baby, i’ll make you feel better", you coo.

you lean in on his crotch, pulling down his jeans. his cock is insanely hard, nearly poking out of his boxers. you pull down his underwear as well. his cock slaps his fat stomach once sprung free, oozing pre-cum at the tip.

you kiss the tip, licking the pre-cum off. jimmy chokes on a sob, grabbing your head. he doesn’t start guiding you, just rests his hand on your head.

you slowly take his cock inside your mouth, all the way down your throat. you gag, but manage to breathe it out. jimmy’s whimpering and crying, mumbling something you don’t quite catch.

you start sucking him off, making his dick reach your throat every time. you maintain a good pace, fast and hard, just the way he likes it.

"hhaa- mummy", jimmy whimpers, still teary-eyed.

he’s trembling already, you can feel his cock twitching inside your mouth. he usually comes quite fast.

he tastes salty on your tongue as more pre-cum leaks inside your mouth. you swallow every drop, you love his taste.

"mama, i’m gonna-", jimmy moans, shuddering violently. thick ropes of salty cum pour inside your mouth, and you start gulping everything down, even though you’re slightly gagging.

when you’ve swallowed every drop you kiss his thigh and cuddle up into his big arms.

"mama, i want me pacifier", jimmy says. you nod, reaching for the bedside table. you take the pacifier and put it inside his mouth. jimmy starts sucking on it, he’s finally stopped crying.