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Yuri Boyka from Undisputed
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Edited 04-23-25
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Sabom French
Pairing : Taekwondo Instructor French (The debt collector) x Student Reader
Warnings : praise kink, smut, gettin busy in the back office, addictive kisses, uncircumcised
Word count : 3093
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After French first moved to Chicago in an effort to supplement his ‘night job," he was more than thrilled to see his dream of successfully running a gym come to fruition. Sure, there were hard times, much like there were the first time he tried it, but after the grind he’d been through to get here, it’s never looked better.
He’d initially started these women’s self-defense classes with the hope of drumming up more business, and it worked amazingly. Yet, there’s always plenty of turnover in classes like these, but a good few seem to always stay for the long haul. You were one of the good few, but sometimes it felt like you were one in a billion.
He didn’t go into this with any intention of having anyone catch his eye, nor did he intend on catching yours. But, you seemed to have found a way to linger at the back of his mind even after you would leave with the rest of the class.
You’ve come so far since those rough first few weeks. A sentiment he often thinks about as he watches you take down a larger opponent in only a few moves. It was impressive how much you’d learned, and it made him feel even better as a teacher to have helped you get this far.
It was about time he graduated you to a new belt, but he’d been putting it off until he could let a few other students move up as well.
When he called the last sparring match, the class moved to sit in formation. "Good work today. I hope to see all of you next week, as some of you will be moving up a belt level. Not all, but some."
You heard a couple scoffs behind you, but you didn’t care about the other women who joined thinking it would be an easy class or to just eyefuck the instructor. You eyefucked him plenty, but at least you were learning something.
"Now don’t let that discourage those of you who are new to the class as you watch other people move up. Remember, there is plenty of time to grow."
"Now, recite the tenets of Taekwon-do.."
The rest of the closing ceremony is recited as usual; he leads as the class follows, and you all finish with the bow. He gives a bow back before rising back upright and his students follow suit.
"See you all next week." He said with a smile, and everyone took the opportunity to walk back to the lockers to get changed and leave, including you.
You listened in on the small conversations the other women had as they got dressed in their street clothes. A little of ‘this class was harder than I thought’, ‘what a good workout’, and ‘the instructor is so hot’.
You would agree immensely, but you often keep to yourself instead and tune everyone else out.
When you first started, you were nervous and not particularly good at any of the moves within the first few weeks, but an intense fire you never knew you could have burned inside your belly to earn some form of his praise. You needed just a little bit to spur you on for the rest of your week, and you fought hard to earn it.
"Hey.." he called out to you as you slung your duffle over your shoulder and exited the locker room, your name rolling right off his tongue towards your wanting ears.
You turned from your original direction towards the exit and walked up to where he stood instead. "Do you mind staying after class for a quick chat?"
"N-no not at all." You forced a smile, hoping it was good news. Luckily, his inviting smile assured you it would be as he led you to his office.
You walked through to the small workspace and took a seat near the door as he sat at his desk and addressed you. "Alright love, so I’ve noticed your progress over the last few months, and I think it’s time you moved up to the next belt."
"Really? This soon?" You were in awe a little, but you worked hard to get here and were elated to move up another belt.
"Of course, you know you’ve come a long way, and sometimes I think you’d be better off in one of my other classes. Give one of the boys a run for their money, yeah?" He had asked you before about moving to a tougher class, but you turned him down. You didn’t want to be around other guys and end up gaining the wrong attention; it was only his that you wanted.
"Maybe next time then. You’re very good and very attentive. I’d hate to see all of that go to waste." He spoke to you with a tight smile, almost like he was too gitty not to grin yet too shy to show off a full smile. You saw it often during the handful of opportunities you had to talk to him alone.
You had to cross your legs when you felt that familiar pulse between them. His small praises always made you wet and hot; you just couldn’t help but add a little pressure as you listened to him.
"I really can’t thank you enough for helping me get this far." All in all, you were glad to actually be getting good at this, even if your original intentions weren’t pure.
Without thinking, you reached across the desk to press your hand to the top of his. Even the muscles in his fingers and his knuckles felt hard; God only knows what his chest or arms would feel like under your soft grip.
You had to have been too excited to notice what you were doing until you pulled your hand away again.
But the touch didn’t go unnoticed by him, and he could still feel the warmth you left behind on his skin. You watch as a small brush of red starts to pepper his cheeks all the way to the tip of his ears before he speaks, more so under his breath. "You are more sweet than you know."
"Hm?" You heard him; you just wanted him to say it a little louder.
He let out a short cough to shake a little nervousness away and gave you your dismissal. "So, we’ll be having the belt-changing ceremony during our next class. I look forward to seeing you there."
"Thank you, Sabom French." You gave an awkward but short bow out of muscle memory before standing from the chair, only to be dobokven a mild scold.
"You can just call me French."
"Will do." You wave him goodbye as you exit the office and later the gym, thinking about the journey that brought you here.
Even as you walked out onto the breezy sidewalk, you could still feel the warmth of his presence buzzing in your core.
You have craved him so badly since you first saw him. He was instructing a class, and you got to see firsthand as his leg came up to kick his opponent down. You were only there because your friend had dragged you along so she wouldn’t have to join alone. She wasn’t even subtle with her flirting, but she didn’t last the month and often bitched about why you bothered to stay since you didn’t want to join anyway.
You’d tell her that it was more fun than you thought it would be and that you really wanted to get better, which was true even if it was only half of your motive.
The other half is the way your body vibrates in the presence of Sabom French. You craved his attention now and didn’t hesitate to show up bright and early for the next class. The big grin you pulled nearly hurt your face, but you were so excited as you went up another belt color.
You weren’t the only one to move up a belt, and you weren’t the highest belt in the class, but this seemed really special for you, and you almost didn’t want to take the new one off at the end of the day.
You waited until after class to thank him over and over and over again, letting the small praises for your effort roll off his tongue and hit you right in the core. "You should really reconsider those tougher classes. I think you have what it takes."
He could see the effect he had on you as your face grew redder and redder.
Yet what you’d never know is that you made him feel just as randy. Like a schoolboy with a crush on a cute little thing in the year below him. Only now he’d be the master and you the pupil, complicating things a little further.
"I guess it’s worth another discussion."
"Great, I have some of the paperwork on it in my office. Follow me then."
And you did; you walked closely behind him as he ushered you back into his office as the last of the class left the gym.
His big, warm hand burned right through the fabric of your dobok as he pressed it to your lower back to usher you into his office. You wanted to lunge at him the second he turned to face you, and in that moment, something inside snapped.
It started with a kiss. You leaned in and nearly jumped up on your tippy toes just to steal one. Your teeth drag slightly along his lower lip as your little hand grips the shirt of his dobok to steady yourself while giving you just a little more leverage.
The kiss deepened without resistance, and for a moment, the whole world stood still before it started turning rapidly once his hands brushed over your cheeks. One slid up into your hair and pressed onto the back of your head, feverishly returning the kiss as he backed you right up against his desk.
There was a second that you tried to pull away, but he wasn’t going to let you go now that he could have you. His tongue brushed yours for just a moment after breaking through your lips. You could finally feel how crazy you'd been making him as he pressed hard against your belly.
It’s all so sudden for you to have done this, and even though he clearly didn’t mind your forwardness, you still couldn’t help the mumbled "mm..sorry" as it slipped out between kisses.
"Don't be." He hummed as he flicked his tongue between your lips and nearly pushed it far enough to brush the back of your molars as his fingers slid along your body to work your clothes off of you.
You would have happily choked on his wet muscle until he pulled away again to deal with his own clothes, pulling the tie that held his robed shirt together before starting in on his own pants.
"To be honest, I don’t know how I’ve kept my hands off of you." He said it with a heated smile as he watched you pull the rest of your clothes away.
"Really?" The idea that he’d been pining after you too made some of the anxiety in your belly melt.
"Ah..like you wouldn’t believe." It was rushed, spoken through broken yet peppered kisses down your neck as he pulled you out of the top of your dobok and freed one of your soft breasts for his greedy hands.
His white formal pants and adjoining boxer shorts were pulled only to his thighs, enough to free his hard-on as he pushed you further onto his desk, caged you with his large arms, and stole more feverish kisses.
When your lips parted for some air and to better position himself, you caught a glimpse of his uncut cock. This prompted a surprised little "Oh?" from you.
"Everything ok, love?" He spreads a little bit of saliva on his palm before using it to give his cock a few test pumps. This helped pull the glossy red tip from the sheath that barely held it.
"Yeah." You laugh happily as your core flutters with anticipation. "I’ve just never seen.."
"Oh right. Guess its rare to see something like this on this side of the pond." He laughed back as he aligned himself with the opening of your core, hooking his tip on it with a sigh as he breached it.
"It doesn’t put you off, does it?" It was asked with a sly smile as he pressed himself into you. It was gradual but slick, as he already had a knack for making you wet just from the sound of his voice.
"Not at a..aalll." You tried to answer as he gave you all of his length, but it came out broken and unevenly pitched. It was a bit embarrassing for you, but to him the sound of him breaking you in was hotter than anything he'd ever heard before. He hit the back of your cunt, making you squirm a little beneath him as he pressed himself against your body and leaned in to slip his tongue back into your mouth.
You let out a feeble little whine as his hips drew back and his cock pulled from your love tunnel before fucking back into you with a smack.
He didn’t even break the kiss as he lifted one of your legs over his shoulder before impatiently drilling his cock along your sensitive inner walls. He ate up every whimper and whine as his low moan vibrated along your skin.
You were like melted wax, slipping through his fingers and all over his skin as he clung to you.
You're shaking underneath him as your cunt twists and tightens around his member. The poor, paper-thin walls don’t contain your wail as you try to bury it in his shoulder. You did more than just unravel around him; you practically sprung apart all over his cock as your teeth dug into his shoulder.
His hand was cradling your head as his fingers dug into your hair to hold you tightly to his chest. He leaned upright as he thrusted into you at the edge of the desk.
When his hips start to sputter, he’s dropping you back down on the wood and pulling himself free abruptly. His cock gives one final flex before he lets it hit your belly and paint your skin with his sticky white seed.
The air in the room was hot, and almost suffocating, but the two of you choked it in as you bathed in the afterglow. He was only panting a little bit compared to you, and it made you feel like a breathless mess.
A knock at the door frame breaks the soft silence, and a bolt of electricity is sent up both of your spines.
Neither of you heard the door eek open, nor noticed an older gentleman with badly bleached hair sneak through to witness the aftermath of a spontaneous quickie. God knows he probably heard the grand finale on his way into the building.
French grappled you off the desk with an "oh shit" before yelling "shut the fuckin door, mate." and nearly slammed it closed in his friend's face.
This prompted a gruff "hey, watch it." From the older man. You rush to get your sports bra, panties and dobok back on as he does the same.
"Uh, yeah, so..see you next week in class, right?" He tried to air out some of the awkwardness before you left, and you answered without skipping a beat, "Yes sir, sah-bom."
He almost laughs; it’s just too adorable to hear you call him that, but he keeps it at a smirk and says, "You don’t have to call me that, love."
"F-force of habit." You stutter out as you start getting on the one of your shoes you’d kicked off, hopping on the other foot as you speak, "Do I get to..see you again…after class?"
He’s quiet for a second as he quickly straightens his belt before answering with a breathy "absolutely."
You back into the door with a thump as you blindly grapple with the nob, only to turn for a second to let yourself out. You lock eyes with his associate as he gives you a tired smile, no doubt patiently waiting for you to leave and even waving goodbye and saying "have a nice night, sweetheart," as you clutch your duffle bag and walk out of the gym.
You gave a weak wave back as he disappeared into French's office.
You’ll realize too late that any form of cleanup had been missed when you notice a wet spot had formed where your clothes touched your belly. But, this won’t be until you catch your afternoon bus, still dressed in your now stained dobok.
After you had left, Sue closed the door behind him with a quick click and watched his flustered friend straighten his shirt.
French cleared his throat before addressing the other man. "Didn't you think to knock first?"
"Oh, I’m sorry. I wasn’t aware you’d be conducting a private meeting." Sue chuckled back. "You’re not normally one for mixing business with pleasure, Frenchie." That sly smile curls devilishly on Sue’s face.
"Watch it. It’s not like I’ve done this before." It’s true; he didn’t go into this line of work thinking he would be shagging something so lovely on his own desk after closing time.
"She’s cute. Is she a friend of yours?" Sue asked as he sat down in one of the chairs and crossed his ankle over his knee.
"Something like that..she’s a student." He almost didn’t want to say it, knowing his mate would use it as ammo to take the mickey out of him.
"Oh, a little hot for teacher, is she?" Sue asked with a smug grin.
"Yeah, a little bit." French can’t hold the small chuckle as it escapes his chest, so he looks down and bites his lip before taking on a more serious tone. He had to admit that the dynamic was pretty hot, but now was the time to talk business.
"What’s new then, since you came all the way out here, and so rudely interrupted?" French said as he sat back in his desk chair.
“We have some new vigs on the list for tonight, Frenchie." Sue changed his tone to match his friend's now that the fun was over.
"It’s still just French."
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Yuri Boyka
sexiest man alive.
this is a dirty smutty drabble so enjoy!
fem!reader afab!reader female!genitalia
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“boyka please..” your heart was pounding faster than ever, his thick long fingers working you up so well. you were draped across the dining room table, preparing for dinner in your cotton shorts and low cut tank top. no bra nor panties. you looked ravishing and so divine. he couldn’t wait for dinner to be over..he needed you now. needed to taste that sweet little pussy of yours. so wet, leaking all over the kitchen table.
he was fast, tonguing your little sopping hole until you were a whining overstimulated mess. “what do you want?” he grunted as he bit your clit just a tad while finger fucking your cunt. you were moaning so loud for him, he was for sure the neighbors across the street could even hear. “you want me to fuck this tight pretty pussy? hm? tell me!” he demanded from you as he teased your nipples with his free hand.
you could barely let out words you were so far gone, lusted eyes that were so dilated you looked like a fucked out cum slut.
“yes! boyka please i need you!” you cried out as he smacked your tits before gripping one roughly. he was being so rough and you couldn’t tell if the tears pouring out of your eyes were because you liked it or not. he wasn’t satisfied with your answer just yet so he pulled away from between your legs and whipped out his hard aching cock. you expected him to plunge so deep into you but oh were you wrong.
he took his cock in his hands and stroked a few times while teasing your hole and clit. you were whining and writhing just wanting his fat cock inside you. “i want you to beg for it” was what he said before leaning over you and kissing from your jaw to your neck. hands trailing all over your body. can’t refrain himself from not touching you. he needed to feel every part of you, the parts no one else as felt!
“please daddy, i want it, i want you to make me cum so badly!” he stared down at you as his hand wrapped around your throat. “what’d you say?” he questioned you with dark filled eyes no glint in them. just pure dark brown eyes. you felt sort of embarrassed that you let the name slip, turning your head away from his hard eye contact and squealed when you felt his grip tighten on your neck making you look at him with the jolt of his hand. “look at daddy” you felt your pussy soak wetter than it already was and your juices dripped all over his cock that was resting on your cunt.
“beg daddy to fuck my pussy” he owned you, owned that dripping cunt of yours. you were no one else’s but his. he could have you whenever and wherever. relishing in your vice grip until he felt like you had enough. your moans were getting more desperate by the second and you wrapped your legs around his hips, tugging him closer to you. your arms wrapped around his neck as his lips touched your ear. head coming to the crook of yours.
“please daddy, fuck my pussy..all yours daddy!” your sultry, sexy voice lowering to a seductive tone. he could hear the neediness in your voice as he growled in your ear like the animal he is. he pulled back aggressively as he grabbed your neck with his left hand while his other grabbed both your wrists pinning them above your head. he didn’t even have to look down at where you two were about to connect, eye contact maintained as he slammed his hips into yours. your back immediately arched off the table as your head fell back in shock.
he was ramming into you so hard he was practically bruising your cervix. you felt like you were already on the verge of cumming, and he barely just began fucking you. “mm so fucking good” he grunted as sharp gasps finally started to rip through your throat. his grip tightened just a bit, you could barely breathe but you were at least still breathing. he leaned his head down to suck on your breasts making sure to mark them up real good. his teeth pulling at your nipples before he pulled back and finally released his grip on your neck, but not for long. his hand came to the back of your neck and pulled your head to his. lips clashing together as he sucked your bottom lip. it was sloppy, wet, teeth clattering and tongues licking each other so well.
he rested you softly against the table again, your moans were driving him crazy. you felt so close, heat rising in the pit of your stomach as your sweat glands began to pour. “please! i’m gonna cum!” you cried out once again and he pulled back his body before grabbing your legs and gripping your thighs for structure. he was pounding relentlessly. filling you up real good, thick fat cock ready to make you orgasm.
“cum for me, cream my cock, milk me baby..” his words were so dirty causing you to clench around him. that was all you needed to hear before you creamed all over him. a little squirt coming out and spraying his abdomen. he rubbed your clit nice and fast. you were screaming from the overstimulation as your back arched. “yes! so good daddy!” you moaned out loudly. he was about to cum soon, thrusts getting a little sloppy.
“fuck! im gonna cum baby let me breed you? let me fill you with my seed!” all you could do was nod for him nod vigorously. he cursed and finally bred you, semen spilling into you, filling you to the hilt. you felt so full, like any second now you were gonna combust. he was groaning loudly as he slowed pulled out and rested between your legs for a minute. he finally stood up and grabbed you by your hips. pulling you into his arms as he took you to your shared bedroom.
“rest baby, daddy’ll take care of his good girl”.
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hope you liked it..the man is just too sexy to not have stories written about him! xoxo! ❦
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Yuri Boyka
i decided to write this because i love boyka and it’s hard for me and i know others to find stories about him so here ya go.
yuri boyka x fem!reader
warnings: dominant!boyka x submissive!reader. unprotected sex!! don’t do this folks. fem genitalia, afab!reader virgin!reader, assault, boyka doing what he does..(fighting) somewhat gorey. 18+ only please, minors do not interact. p in v. , fem receiving. passionate but rough sex. cursing. zourab isn’t a huge dick. lazily proof read. maybe more lmk.
summary: boyka unleashes the beast that has been holding back ever since he met you. not wanting to scare you off at how manly and scary he can really be. fighting for you in a way no one has ever..one thing leads to another and he’s between your legs..
you met boyka almost four months ago and he’s the sweetest most generous guy you’ve ever met - or so you thought.
he would do anything for you, going downtown to shop with you. buying you pretty much whatever you’d like. as long as he had the money. which he did, to your knowledge you didn’t know how he made his money.
he leaves for hours before coming to your house to spend some alone time with you.
he’s always sweaty when he comes back maybe a little cut on his eyebrow or a bruise on his cheek but nothing too serious. he’d knock on your door as you looked out the window getting so excited that your boyfriend was here. you quickly unlocked both locks and pulled the door open with the most cutest grin on your face.
boyka pulling you in his arms as he picks you up and shuts the door with his foot, swinging you around with a chuckle. hugging you so unbearably tight, like a big bear hug. “i missed you..” you’d whisper in his ear which always pulled a groan from him.
you haven’t gone very far with your boyfriend, too afraid he won’t like what your body has to offer. which is complete nonsense since your body is a goddess. he would bow down to his knees and worship your body before he ever says one hurtful thing to your gorgeous self.
once you pull back to analyze his face your smile drops. he starts to worry as his eyebrows pinch together in concern. have you finally realized who he was and what he does? how he harms people and sometimes even kills them for a living? he believes it’s a gift from God but still he doesn’t want to lose you already. he puts you down as your hand slowly reaches up to his cheekbone. making sure to not touch the cut that has started to bruise around it. his eyes close at the touch of your hand.
“what happened?” your voice laced with worry as it shakes. “nothing angel” he lied and for your naive little brain he thought you would buy it as you usually do. but this time you cross your arms under your chest. unknowingly pushing your breasts up in your low cut dress. he looks down at you with a soft gaze. “don’t lie to me!”
you pinch your eyebrows together in anger. he lets out a little chuckle before quickly clearing his throat to become more serious. you just looked so adorable getting angry at him. “it’s nothing, i just got into a little fight out on the streets. nothing to worry about my love”
you didn’t buy it one bit as you sighed and grabbed his big hands in your small one. you guided him to your bathroom. there was a little first aid kit under the sink.
you sat him down on the closed lidded toilet and went ahead pulling out a cotton pad, alcohol and a tiny bandaid. “i’m fine my dear i promise” she ignored his protest to her patching him up as she poured some alcohol on the pad and pressing it to his cut. not a single wince left his lips, he didn’t bat an eye nor did he close them. he was unfazed by the little cut which made your heart race at how strong he was. even though it was a baby cut compared to him.
he was wearing some thick denim jeans with a tight black tee and dark grey leather jacket. everything fit him so well, he pulled you into his lap. your legs draped over his thighs as he held you in his arms.
“i said im fine, don’t worry about me.” you rolled your eyes as you pulled his face towards yours. thinking you were gonna kiss him his eyes close and he leans in only for you to place the bandaid on his cut harshly and get up putting things away. he doesn’t wanna lose his shit because he knows you’re just worried about him but you ignoring his words and affection is starting to get him aggravated. he wants to hold you and smother you in kisses but you’re already walking out the bathroom shutting the light off with him still in there contemplating his thoughts. he stands up and storms out to find you. you were already getting dressed in your bedroom.
putting on a form fitting glittery black dress, hugging your curves. it wasn’t like a rhinestoned dress, more like little sparkles littered all over. it didn’t have straps either and stopped mid thigh. you bend down to find heels and a shawl, if he wasn’t gonna let you worry about his safety then he’s not gonna be able to worry about yours.
you sat down on your bed sliding on your heels and grabbing a hand bag. it was getting dark outside so your dress would look amazing in certain lighting, accentuating your deep curves and perky breasts. he stomped his way into the room like a toddler at least you thought.
“where do you think you’re going?” his accent thick, causing chills to shoot up your back and tingle through your nipples.
“out.” was all you said as you pulled out your cell and called up a few friends of yours.
“hey girlie! i’m going out with a couple girls would you like to join?” your voice changing as you perk up from her answer. “okay we haven’t decided where we wanna go so let’s meet up at lilys place?” your smile widening as you hung up after saying bye.
“i’m coming with you.” he says sitting down on the bed watching your body as you checked yourself out in the mirror, turning around to look at him with a pout.
“it’s a girls night out, you can go out with your friends.” you said grabbing your keys and walking out the room, him hot on your heels. truth be told, he didn’t have many friends. other than his manager who set up his fights and whatnot but he didn’t really like him.
he grabbed you by the back of your neck and turned you around to face him just as you reached the door. “i don’t want you to go out without me. there are fucking perverts out there.” his voice was soft, calm. “i can handle myself and i’ll be out with my girls. i’m okay i promise”
he kissed your lips preciously before letting you go. ‘i’ll be following close behind, believe me darling i know you’ll be okay.’ he thought to himself as he smiled and let you walk out the door.
he waited at least five minutes before jumping up from the couch and slammed the door to go and find you.
you were already at lilys, she was more into brutal things than you were so when everyone got there she made sure to let you all know that she wanted to go and see a fight. you groaned as you slumped in the chair you were sitting in. “c’mon guyss i really wanna go see one with you guys!” you all live in russia but you aren’t russian, you may speak of the language a little enough to get you in or out of trouble. so wherever the fight took place wasn’t too far.
you all contemplated her plead before finally agreeing to go. she jumped up and grabbed her purse. there were five of you, lily, ashley, spencer, and kaitlyn. “let’s take a shot first!” lily insisted as she grabbed five shot glasses and poured some hard vodka in them. “tonight is gonna be fun” you all giggled as you cheered and tossed your shots back. the alcohol sliding down your throat with a pleasant burn.
“okay now let’s go!” you all took spencer’s car since it was the biggest and fit all five of you.
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boyka got a call from his manager and he answered it with a groan. “boyka! my man, we have another fight!” boyka pulled the phone away from his ear in annoyance before returning it. “not now kiril i’m busy.”
“you might wanna take this offer boyka! it can lead you to the big games, fighting with heavyweight pro champions!” kiril insisted in this fight and when he felt boyka was gonna say no he blurted out- “300,000 dollars boyka! that’s a lot of money.” boykas eyes damn near popped out their sockets at the amount of money.
“fuck! fine where and what time?” he stepped his foot on the gas when the light turned green. “right fucking now boyka! in this small town called drovny, the guy wants you to fight his best champion along with three other fighters.”
“send me the place and i’ll be there”
now boyka didn’t forget about you in fact you’re the reason he’s gonna do this fight, he wants to spoil you with whatever you want. he wants to be able to come over and see you in whatever he bought for you.
he’ll just have to look for you after all of this.
he made it looking around to spectate the place before grabbing his duffle bag and walking up to his manager. “boyka! you made it” he shook his hand as they walked up to the entrance. two security guards stepped in their way of the door. “names?” he asked trying to assert dominance which only made him look like a fool.
“this is my fighter yuri boyka, here to fight for zourab!” boyka was starting to get irritated, his manager is always hyper and excited. “come on in” they both stepped out the way letting boyka and kiril in. kiril immediately guiding boyka to zourabs spot up top as he watched all the fights and ladies walking around serving drinks.
he wandered up the stairs until they reached the room that overlooked the whole club. boyka stood there while kiril walked up to zourab. “zourab! nice to meet you this is my fighter yuri boyka!” zourab turned his head eyeing boyka up and down. he smiled before standing up to greet them, shaking their hands as he told boyka to come and sit. boyka following pursuit and sitting with his duffle bag in hand watching over as a guy round houses another knocking him to the floor. blood oozing out his mouth with a broken jaw. he looked up at zourab to see when he’ll be fighting.
zourab stood beside his sofa chair and put a hand on his shoulder. smiling as he looked out the window admiring his own fighting industry. “this boyka, this is where you can begin a new life. where you can get all the hot woman and go to the pros.” boyka just stared out with a dark gaze. “four fights for 300,000 dollars while going to the pros is all you could have if you say yes..” everyone stared at boyka. waiting for his answer. he just turned to look at zourab and nodded his head. “not a man of many words i see” kiril laughed trying to excuse boykas behavior and rude manners.
“i am” is all boyka said before standing up and staring at zourab and waited for him to go to the locker rooms.
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you and your girls walked in freely as the guard winked at you. you ignored him and walked into the club looking around at all the woman in pretty dresses and men trying to holler at them. you and your gals walked over to a table and sat down on tall stools. a man came over to your friend spencer along with his four other guys. “hey pretty ladies, mind if we buy you all drinks?” not one of you rejected just wanting free drinks then dissing them.
a man stood next to you trying to make conversation, you smiled up at him to be polite though you weren’t interested in him. to busy thinking about your beloved boyfriend who is most likely at home watching a movie waiting for you to come home. but little did you know he was in the locker rooms waiting for his name to be called. “hey darlin’ what’s a girl like you doing at a place like this?” he licked his lips analyzing yours and leaning off of the table to peak down your dress.
you caught him and felt highly uncomfortable, you looked down at your toes that were painted white, peaking out of your black heels. “uhm my friend over here wanted to see what this place was all about” you said looking back up at him.
he thought you were the most adorable and sexiest woman he’s ever seen. “my names angelo” he looked down at you, awaiting your response. maybe even for you to tell him your name. but you just looked back up to your friends. he decided to shake it off and whistle over a worker, she strode over in her risqué outfit. he even eyed her up and down, this man was a perverted horn-dog. “can i get this beautiful woman a bourbon on the rocks” he says as he maintains eye contact with you. “yes sir” his eyes flash to hers before looking back at you. you just look to your friends for help, they sit back and laugh. “sorry this isn’t right, i have a boyfriend” you say as you show him the necklace with the letter ‘B’ drenched in gold on it. he just stared down at it before smirking. “i’ve always had a thing for taken women”
“well i don’t have a thing for cheating so back up please” you turn away from him as your friends stare at him along with his friends. they laughed in his face before getting quiet when he just stared at you.
he stayed there, not talking to you but staring. he never left. you felt uncomfortable under his deep stare as you did your best to not make eye contact. if only boyka was here you closed your eyes wishing he was sitting next to you, hand around your waist as he held you securely.
next thing you know the man with a microphone starts talking as the round ends. “on the left side of the ring we have tony azerial, coming with 5’7 189 pounds and very skilled. on the right side we have a new fighter, 5’10, 202 pounds..yuri boyka!” his name was shouted which made your head snap up to the look for your boyfriend. your friends jaws dropped knowing he was your boyfriend. the whole crowd booed since they didn’t know how skillful he was. but they’ll soon learn.
you perked up, standing to your heeled feet and walking a little closer towards the ring with the crowd. he walked out not having seen you yet, his muscles were huge, your mouth was watering. wearing only black shorts with two white stripes going down the sides of them. he stepped into the ring, placing in his mouth piece and shaking his head to loosen up his neck muscles. he stood in his corner and waited for them to begin.
your mouth was almost down to the floor, it’s been five months you two were together and he hasn’t told you he is an underground fighter. you felt sort of betrayed. ‘so this is the reason he always came over sore and bruised?’ everything fell into place. your heart was beating rapidly, what’s gonna happen? is he gonna lose? will he win? you were thinking the worst.
the bell rang and they both came out their corners. your friends gathering beside you. “i didn’t know he was a fighter” kaitlyn blurted out dumbfounded. “yeah me either” you mumbled under your mouth in awe as he dodged the man’s hits, the guy did a round house kick only for boyka to grab his foot and twisting it around the man’s back. the man returned the favor by grabbing boykas arm and dropping him to the floor. they both scrambled to their feet, boyka running and jumping on the post before performing a spinning back heel kick. you bit your lip in anticipation your fingers fiddling with each other.
his opponents neck snapped as he fell to the floor completely unconscious. you were horrified, how can people do this for money?! what if that was your boyfriend who just got knocked out with his neck snapped?! albeit he did look pretty sexy, sweating like crazy with all that chest hair.
“boyka!” your voice yelled out. his head whipped from side to side to find that gorgeous face of yours. eyes bulging out seeing you and only you. everyone else disappearing.
he was barely bloody but there were cuts bleeding on his face. the guy grabbed boykas arm and cheered him on. everyone shouting “boyka! boyka! boyka!!”repeatedly.
he exited the ring and rushed over to you. pulling you into his arms. “you didn’t tell me you fought?” your voice reeked of betrayal. he kissed your lips, it was soft..it was nice and gentle. you wanted to be wrapped in his arms forever to savior the feeling of his body against yours. his lips showing you the most affection anyone has ever shown.
“i’m sorry i didn’t want you to think of me as a monster..” your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer if that was even possible from the way your bodies were so close together you could almost feel the sweat seep into your dress and touch you. “i would never, you’re everything to me baby” everyone is still cheering on boyka as you were engulfed into him. “i’m doing this for us sweetheart, i want to be able to give you everything you’ve ever wanted.” his voice deep and heavy, he was regaining his breath as he pulled away slightly to look you in the eyes. taking your chin between his fingers.
“you’re all i’ve ever wanted, i don’t need anything else from you. just you.” he grinned of pure joy. he wanted to take you home right now and show you how much he wants to spoil you. show you how manly and dominant he is. he growled in your ear, “when i’m done, i’m going to take you home..and fuck you” his accent sending electricity straight to your cunt.
you whined at his words and he grinned like a mad man, showing his pearly whites. “please” you felt like fire in his arms, you felt like melting right through him. “don’t worry, boykas gonna take very good care of his woman”.
your legs tightened together out of pure arousal you wanted him to take you right here right now, rip your clothes off and fuck you. but you feel embarrassed to say that you’re a virgin. you feel your slick gush onto your panties. he kissed your lips one last time before walking off into the locker rooms again.
“girl! you are so lucky..i need me a man like that” you laughed it off even though you could tell ashley was always a tinge bit jealous of you and boyka. you guys both went back to the tables and sat down sipping on your drinks as they started up a conversation. you weren’t paying attention too busy thinking about what boyka could do to your body. you wondered if he would take you gently and slow and passionate or if he’d fuck you into the mattress and having you scream his name till the sun came up. you’ve never had sex but you’ve read a couple things here and there. you were still inexperienced though.
two fights later and boyka was about to fight in his last match. he won all three so far, he looked so appetizing soaring through these men like they were fields of tall grass. the way he moved was so hot it made your mouth fill with saliva causing you to salivate and swallow every second.
the man still hovered over your form. he just wouldn’t leave you alone. he would still try to make conversation but you ignored him and stared at your incredibly handsome boyfriend in the ring waiting for the bell to ding. “dude leave her alone for christ’s sake!” lily yelled at him once he got even closer to your standing form. boyka turned his head to look at you, smiling with a small blush on your cheeks. he noticed the man insanely close to you. too close for comfort. boyka started to feel jealous he felt he needed to protect you from that dirty looking man. his dominance kicked in as he stared daggers into the man beside you. the bell rang and his opponent made a fast move jabbing him in the ribs. a cheap move. you let out a gasp and stood up tall, your lip quivering.
his opponent making fast punches to his ribs, boyka groaned as he grabbed the guys arm and flipped him on his back. getting on top of him he took his anger out on the poor man. his punches tearing into the man’s face, beating him to the bloody pulp. “boyka stop!!” you shouted out to him. angelo grabbing your arms when you tried to move closer to the ring. “forget that fucker, come with me baby” he had a tight grip on your arm causing a bruise to form. you tried to yank your arm away. lily and kaitlyn grabbed him and started yanking on his suit to pull him away from you but it was no use, he was to strong for the both of them.
finally the bell rang several times, boyka looking over to see the man assaulting you. he jumped out the ring and stomped over to you. grabbing the man by his throat and slamming him to the ground. both hands choking him.
“boyka no!” you yelped out as you grabbed onto his arm to pull him off the man. now you can’t say him beating a man up for you isn’t causing your legs to tremble purely from excitement. yes you were a little scared but boyka himself was making you so wet. you could feel your wetness drip through your panties.
“boyka please..” you begged.
finally two bodyguards ripped boyka off angelo and held him back. people cheered him on still but others surrounding the man unconscious on the floor. trying to get him to wake up. but he didn’t.. zourab clapped his hands walking up to boyka. “good job boyka! you did very good” his accent also thick. you stood next to boyka who snatched his body away from the bodyguards to hold you in his embrace.
his arms holding you tightly, your hands clutching his back. he whispered to you “are you okay?”fuming, out of breath. you nodded your head in his neck. he looked up at zourab. you still in his embrace, zourab held a bag out in front of boyka, he slowly took the bag as the adrenaline wore off and he started to feel the pain shoot through his legs and sides.
he groaned as he clutched his side, you pulled back to look around you. your friends staring in complete shock. boyka kept you by his side as he went to the locker rooms and got his duffle bag, he quickly changed before walking back out to speak with zourab. everyone surrounding boyka and you. “well done, come back in a week and we’ll set you up a meeting with the pros, we’ll talk business then” he shook hands with zourab and walked out with you still in his warm arms. your friends waved bye to you before exiting the club and getting in the car.
‘i’ll just get my car at lily’s tomorrow’ you thought to yourself, boyka guided you to his car and opened the door for you. buckling you in before shutting your door and walking you over to his side of the car.
the words came back to you, his words.
he got in and started the engine, he looked at you, your hands picking at each other and fiddling with the hem of your dress. you stared down into your lap. clenching your legs together. he took notice and ran his hand up your thigh, kneading the soft doughiness. you blushed and looked up at him with your doe eyes. “keep looking at me with those eyes and i won’t wait till we get home” he grunted as he pulled out the driveway and down the street.
he started speeding so you gripped your seat with one hand and your other grabbed his hand that rested on your inner thigh. he made it home as fast as he could, slamming his door and rushing over to yours, grabbing you out the car. he threw you over his shoulder as you let out a yelp and gripped his muscle shirt.
you two got inside, not even bothering locking the door just slamming it shut and dropping his things on the floor and jogging up the steps, your ass bouncing with every step. his hand landed harshly on your ass and gripped it. whimpering he opened your bedroom door and laid you down on your back. “boyka..please” he ripped your dress off and scooted you more onto the bed so your head landed softly on the pillows. “i know angel” you were only wearing panties that were soaked with your juices. he almost let out a moan just at the sight of you. he’s never really seen you sprawled out like this for him. he tore off his shirt and unbuttoned his jeans. his briefs containing his massive cock. you could see it throbbing and twitching in its confinement.
he could see the sheer terror on your face when you saw his huge hard and aching cock in his briefs. he kneeled between your legs to kiss up your neck. letting half his weight dip onto you. his cock was so painfully hard as it glided against your sopping pussy.
“fuck i’ve waited so long to touch this pussy of yours” his words shooting straight to your core. “boyka, stop it..your dirty words” you moaned out as he sucks on your perky pebbled nipples. he grinned as he popped a nipple out and showing love to your other breast.
“it’s okay baby, i’ve got you” he rubs his hands up and down your sides to sooth you. he then glides down your body and travels to that dripping cunt of yours. tearing off your panties and throwing them somewhere in the room. “so wet, is all this for me?” you nod your head and looked away out of embarrassment. his hand quickly coming up to grab your jaw and make you stare into his deep dark eyes.
“look at me.” his demand was so attractive to you. you couldn’t help but whine. “yeah keep your eyes on me, don’t look away” he maintained eye contact while filling his head between your legs and spreading them wide. hot breath hovering over your heat causing you to lean up on your elbows to watch closely. his tongue flattened on your clit and moved it side to side to make your juice ooze out that pretty little hole of yours.
“boyka oh my-“ his tongue stuck itself right into your entrance swirling around and lapping up the liquids that dripped everywhere especially in his beard. your moans flowed out your mouth so angelically that it had him grunting in your cunt and grinding his hips into the bed for some bit of friction. he stuck one finger in your pussy and slowly curled it trying to find that one spot. when you arched your back he knew he had found it, grinning to himself as he continued to curl on that spot before adding a second finger and sucking on your swollen nub.
“yes there- there please more!”
your pleas filled the room echoing around the walls. he’s pretty sure the neighbors can hear you. ‘fuck i need to be inside of her, but i must wait. her pussy isn’t ready for my cock’
he thought to himself, he could feel you clenching and unclenching around his thick and long fingers. “c’mon baby cum for me.” that’s all you needed to hear before your hands gripped the sheets and you creamed all over his fingers. he rode out your high making sure it lasts as long as it can before giving your clit one last kiss and pulling out his fingers. you lay down on your back trying to catch your breath.
“that’s a good girl, cumin’ all over my fingers, tasting so good” he praised you, wanting to stick his heavy thick dick right into that tight pussy of yours. he’s having a hard time containing himself for you. “you ready for me?” you nodded your head slowly and gulping down your nervousness.
he pulled his cock out of his briefs and pulled them down. running his tip through your folds making sure to get him nice and wet so he’ll glide with ease. her little moans were driving him crazy and he couldn’t take it any longer. slowly pressing his tip in only for you to yelp and pull your hips back. “i’m sorry..i’m trying my hardest here” he said sincerely as he leaned down to kiss your lips, you gripped his shoulders, wrapping your legs around his waist.
“i know i’m sorry, it hurts. i’ve never done this before..” his eyes bulged out of his sockets once again. he had no idea, i mean sure you seemed somewhat clueless when it came to sexual things but he didn’t think you were a virgin, just inexperienced. “why didn’t you tell me?” he pulled back reconsidering everything right now. “i didn’t want you to leave me for being inexperienced..” you looked away with your eyebrows pinched together embarrassed.
“i love that about you..i can be your first.” he mumbled more to himself but you heard him anyway. causing a little smile to spread across your face.
‘this is even better, i can claim this virgin pussy all to myself!’
“boyka..” your hands wrapped around his neck as you stared into his eyes. “i want you to fuck me.” his breath hitched as it was caught in his throat. he closed his eyes when he felt a deep energy course through his cock. “are you sure my dear?” he opened his eyes to make sure you were certain.
“yes” he kissed your lips hungrily and your tongues mashed together swirling around as he explored your mouth. kissing down your neck and to your chest making his way down to your clit before sitting back on his calves and rubbing his tip back into your folds.
he alighted himself before hovering over you so you can hold onto him with all of your strength. he slowly pushed in but just the tip, you tried to hold yourself as still for him but you failed and squirmed beneath him. he decided to lay his weight onto you so you didn’t try and get away from him.
“i got you, it’s okay i’ll go as slow as you want” you nodded into the crook of his neck and whined. he went deeper and you feel as though he’s hit the back of your cunt but just when you think it’s over he entered another two inches. “no! too big!” she clawed down his back.
“ i know i know” he soothed you. whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
suddenly the pain turned into pleasure and you started to move your hips for him, he groaned knowing you want more, his thrusts getting slightly faster. “more more!” you chanted and he granted your wish. slamming his hips into yours and kissing down your neck leaving little love bites. he let a moan slip when you clenched around him. you gasped loving the sound he made for you.
“boy-ka again” you moaned to him, he didn’t know what you were talking about so he just pounded harder and deeper. your cunt clenching him so tightly it feels like a snake that has a vice grip on him. he let another moan slip and when he did he felt your pussy get even wetter.
so that’s what you wanted..
he couldn’t lie, he didn’t like the whole moaning for your woman but for you? anything. his grunts turned to little moans and he leaned back to watch you. pounding so hard your tits bounced and your back arched. “yes baby, who’s being a good girl for me?” he moans again.
his hands gripped your breasts as he fucked you raw, you gripped his wrists then letting your hands grasp onto his as they squeezed and kneaded your doughy silky tits. “i’m gonna..” you trailed off as your head fell back and your stomach felt like it was about to snap. your eyes rolled into the back of your head and you babbled nonsense, drool coming out the corner of your mouth. he quickly leaned down and licked it before returning to his old position.
his hands went down your stomach and grabbed onto the meaty part of your hips. your hands pressing onto his abs, taking in every detail of his body as if he was gonna up and vanish. they then grabbed his neck and pulled him towards you.
he needed to smother you, you needed his full body weight resting on top of you.
he felt your walls clench again and you both became louder. he was gonna cum soon but he wanted you to cum first. quickly rubbing your highly sensitive nub you felt the knot in your stomach snap. you let out a pornographic scream and gushed all over his fat cock.
“my good girl, cumin’ all over my thick cock” he snapped his hips faster, he felt himself ready to cum but he wasn’t sure where.
“where do you want it baby? huh? tell me.”
“in-inside me please” you begged but it didn’t take much convincing for him to empty his creamy load deep inside your gummy walls. he rode out the high and kissed your lips and forehead. smoothing out your crazy hair. you were overstimulated and started writhing beneath him.
“what’s wrong?” he pulled away slightly to look down at your flushed and sweaty face. “too much” was all you said before wrapped your arms back around his body,
he made sure to pull out slowly and rest himself between your thighs again.
“how you feeling pretty girl?” you nodded too stunned to speak. he looked down at your gorgeous cunt, oozing his cum and yours with a mixture of a little blood. he smirked as he knew he was the first and last man to ever fuck this virgin pussy. “a-ama-“ he softly shushed you before getting up to get clean clothes and wet wipes.
he wiped himself down before wiping you down extra careful to not over stimulate you further more. he pulled on sweatpants and put your fresh panties on you with his shirt sliding over your body.
“come here, go to sleep darling we’ll shower in the morning” he pulled you into his arms and you felt his muscles ripple against you. “goodnight boyka” is all you said before planting a kiss on his neck and dozing off shortly.
Masterlist
☆ A Little List Of What I Write ☆
TLB | DAVID
☆ David x Marko x F!R Smut ☆
☆ David x F!R Smut ☆
☆ David x F!R ☆
TLB | MARKO
☆ Marko Paulio Smut ☆
ST | Billy Hargrove
☆ BH x F!R PT.1☆
☆ BH x F!R PT.2 ☆
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Sorry for this being late, I wrote it and pressed save draft but when I came back it deleted so I’m redoing it!
Description is 👆🏼 there so I hope you guys get the idea.
Warnings. 18+ only, MDNI, cunnilingus, P in V, oral, Fingering. Daddy kink. Choking, Soft and rough David, Marko being soft. THREESOME;) David’s cancer in a stick mentioned.
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You were sitting in your room that the boys built you. Laying down on your silky sheets. Lately you have been touching yourself soo much. David hasn’t been touching you sexually for almost a week now!
You miss the feeling of Markos soft calloused fingers sliding down your body and into your cunt. You miss the feeling of David’s cock abusing your sweet spot.
You clenched your thighs just thinking about it. You snaked your hands up your body and played with your perky nipples through an oversized T. David and Marko can hear your moans late at night trying to pleasure yourself, they just wanna come in there and give it to you the best that they can!
Daddy David just wants to please that pretty little pussy while he watches Marko tease those perky hardened nipples. Marko loves the way your tits sit so nicely for him when he plays with them. He loves when he’s licking the trail between your breasts and you push them so he’s squished between them. Or even when he’s latched onto you like a little baby sucking your tits as if he’s drinking mommy’s milk, oh the way you grab his hair and yank it because of all the pleasure.
David has been holding back for a while, Marko too. They wanna see how needy you get before they finally give their baby what she wants.
You gripped your satin olive green sheets that you begged your boyfriend to make you. Your hand slid into your panties and rubbed tight circles, you were craving their touch so much. Usually if you thought hard enough you could still feel them in you but not anymore, you’re so fucking touched starved.
All you were wearing were panties and an old Led Zepplin t shirt. It was way to big for you but that’s sometimes how you liked your clothes. Baggy and comfortable. You slowly dipped a finger in causing you to let out a low moan. Your finger started pumping into you, rubbing up and against your gummy walls. Your moans were low but loud enough for your boys to hear.
They were already palming themselves as they sat in the cave. David in his “Throne” wheel chair, smoking his usual. Marko was in the midst of sewing a patch he thought you’d might like onto your very own jacket. Paul and Dwayne laughing at them looking so desperate. “Why don’t you guys just go fuck her already? Y’know ‘ya guys want to.” Paul teased and nudging Dwayne’s shoulder.
“Shut up blondie!” David gritted, causing everyone to cackle. “Don’t forget who else is blonde in here.” Paul was having a blast making fun of David.
“Piss off, it’s dyed.” He flicked his cig to the floor and adjusted himself. “Any minute now..” Dwayne mumbled. Paul smirking knowingly.
You haven’t asked for help even though you needed them for the past week, you felt so needy and clingy that you haven’t been asking for them to pleasure you.
Fuck, this isn’t working, your fingers aren’t enough you need them.
You called out from your room.
“Daddy’s” You whined out for them.
Paul and Dwayne snickering at how fast David an Marko jumped up and rushed down the hall. “Yes baby?” David called out pushing the curtains back.
Man it was such a sight for soar eyes. There you sat, on your knees in the middle of the bed. Your hard nipples poking out of the shirt, bouncing at every move you made. Even if it was the slightest. Your arms came down into your thighs pressing your breasts together and shaking your ass for them, your tits bouncing as you bounced.
David and Marko grinned at you and you only whined out at them. “Please..” You moaned as your right hand came down between your thighs and your left coming up to your throat. Maintaining eye contact. Their jaws tightened at you. They’ve been waiting so long for this.
“What baby? What do you want?” He gripped his cock. Marko walked into your room and sat on the bed beside you. His hand came up to stroke a stray of hair back into place. You mewled into his touch causing him to smirk. “I need help..” You looked down at your lap and fiddled with the hem of your shirt. David striding over to the edge of the bed and stroking your cheek. “With what kitten?” Marko whispers to you. Your thighs clenched tighter and they both took very close notice to it.
“I need..you guys please.” You couldn’t form the words, too embarrassed of how needy you were. “C’mon doll, what do you need.” Now David’s voice was cold. His hand stroking your thigh. Rubbing circles into it. “I need you both to fuck me..” You moaned as David’s finger slipped under your panties. “Good girl.” He simply said as Marko got behind you. David pushed you back into Marko and pulled your legs out from under you. He laid on the edge of the bed, throwing your legs over his shoulder. “You’re so wet for us baby.” He groaned.
Markos hands came to play with your tits through the shirt. They fit so perfectly into his hands, he could hold and fondle them forever, if you let him. And damn it you would. David pulled your panties down, playing with your clit, rubbing such tight circles. Marko whispered sweet nothings into your ears.
Your head fell back and you stared up into Markos pretty eyes. They stared right back and he kissed your lips. David plunged two fingers in, no warning. You let out a pornographic moan. Marko chuckled and gripped your throat. “Yes..yes yes!”. You cheered as his fingers pounded into you. “Oh yes, such a good girl for her daddy.” His lips came down to your sweet nub and licked all over. He sucked your puffy lips and scissored his fingers just the way you liked it. “Being so good for David huh?” Marko said to you. You nodded your head and pulled Marko into a needy kiss.
You felt the knot tighten in your stomach, David’s fingers hitting those gummy walls. You broke the kiss to moan loudly. “Oh im gonna cum daddy.” He smirked and sucked and fingered even harder. His other hand coming to rub your bundle of nerves. “Gonna come for us?” David mumbled. “Yes!” You cried out as you finally released all over his nice fingers. “Ride it out darling.”
Marko kissed along your neck as David pulled away from you and undressed. Marko rubbed your sweaty forehead as he lifted the shirt off you. You laid back into his arms as he laughed. “Who do you want to fuck you first my love?” David asked knowing it was going to be him, or did he?
“Marko.” You moaned his name perfectly and Marko let out a groan. “Fuck.” David muttered as he picked you up while Marko quickly undressed. David was taken aback, you didn’t want your bigger and stronger daddy to fuck you into your sheets? “As you wish my love” You wrapped your legs around David and felt his cock rub against your thigh. Marko quickly discarded his clothes and sat back onto the bed. David gave you a quick kiss on the lips in which you savored before he sat you facing him on Markos lap.
David kneeled in front of you, his cock right in front of your face, pre cum dripping down his shaft. You couldn’t let that go to waste so you quickly licked a long stride and collected all of it. He groaned out petting your hair.
Marko grabbed your hips and gently slid you down on his cock. “Shit!” He moaned and gritted his teeth. He finally bottomed out and bounced you slowly. You kitten licked David’s tip and pressed a kiss. “Don’t be greedy love.” You finally took him into your mouth and he groaned.
“Oh my fuck.” He grabbed your head with both hands. You were a moaning mess as Marko sped up and your hips bounced, meeting his thrusts.
“Oh yess.” Marko moaned out as you felt yourself approaching your orgasm once again. They knew exactly how to make you feel good. His hand came around and rubbed your sensitive nub. Tears bundled up in your eyes and broke out as that knot once again, snapped.
You throated David and your nose pressed into his pubic bone. He groaned and started to face fuck you. He thrusted hard as you started gagging on his cock. You were all a mess. Cum sliding down yours and Markos thighs, slobber sliding down your throat. Marko was so close to cumin. His breathing was ragged. David was close too.
“Fuck!” Marko groaned and came inside of you, his hot cum spurring in your tight pussy, his liquid seeped out of you. David grunted and skull fucked you even harder, Marko was gripping your ass as David came down your throat.
He pulled out and brushed hair out your face.
Marko pulled out and you laid back onto him again.
David laid beside you as Marko kissed your cheek. “You did so good my love” David praised you. “So good baby.” Marko trailed off.
“Rest up little dove, we aren’t even close to being done with you.” You could se his hardness growing again.
HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THAMK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST AND LOVE!!💕 Sorry the ending was rushed, as you can see.. this wasn’t my best.
Bitches be like “I don’t have a type” then it’s an 80s/90s punk mf with bleached hair🤣🤣🤣
Sometimes I just can’t help it..
