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soo I think I'mma quit. which I kinda already basically did but I've got like no motivation to write anymore LOL. if I randomly get motivated or inspiration I might. but atm, prolly not. my inbox is FILLED with people asking me to come back and I'm sorry guys but I'm not ๐
I still love Miguel tho! ty guys for all the support you gave me in my peak, I appreciate it a lot ๐๐ป๐๐ป
I js got out of the hospital bc some shit went down so will y'all be okay if I skip the one's I missed?? I'll try really hard to get back on track but I missed like three so idk if I'll be able to do them.
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(summary: no context. just sex. threesome with Miguel and Peter.)
CW: praise, dirty talk, slapping, spitting, fingering anal, doggy, blowjob, throat fucking, soft sex and rough sex, pet names, hair pulling, unprotected sex,
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"thaat's a good girl." Peter groaned as you opened your mouth for him and he thrusted himself into your mouth.
Miguel was behind you, pounding your pussy like it was the last day he'd ever live.
Peters hands in your hair, Miguel's clawing at your waist as they used your holes for their own cum dumpster.
Miguel slapped your ass, his talons digging small holes into your skin.
"taking my cock like the dumb shocking slut you are hm?" Miguel hissed, slapping the hand print on your ass once again.
you couldn't do anything but take it, your back arched painfully but pleasantly, your aching hole being pounded, and Peters gentle thrusts gagging you everytime his tip hit the back of your throat.
"Miguel, a little more gently huh?" Peter half groaned half talked as Miguel kept pounding you, your slick dripping out of you.
"she likes it like this. right?" he snarled, leaning over to look at your cock drunk face.
you slightly nodded, drool pushing it's way out of the corners of your lips, cum on your face from Peter's last load, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head in bliss.
Peter grinned, tugging on your hair a bit and his hips stuttered.
"you're doing good alright? j-just a little more-" he grunted, leaning his head back as his cum spilled into your mouth and down your throat.
he pulled out of your mouth, cum and saliva connecting your floppy tongue with his cock still.
you coughed, dipping your head and panting, your forehead shining with a thin layer of sweat.
Miguel kept pounding into you from behind, leaning his head down and spitting on your anus and prodding it with his fingertip
"Peter is already done? aww boo..." he said sarcastically, pushing in his finger, causing you to yelp.
"more for me." he grunted, his heavy and edged balls slapping against you as he fucked you.
he fingered your anus, his cock plowing into you relentlessly.
"you close baby?" Peter looked down at you, his fingers tucking the sweaty hair behind your ear.
he didn't know since he wasn't the one back there, but you'd already came 3 times. Miguel's cock was just SO good to you.
you whimpered, thighs twitching as Miguel's pace stuttered.
"you next?" Miguel groaned, asking Peter.
Peter nodded, and Miguel moaned, throwing his head back and hot ropes of cum spilled inside of you.
your toes curled, thighs quivering with overstimulation and he pulled his finger out of your anus with a small squelch, along with his dick.
he squeezed the rest of him cum out, wiping it on your red hand-printed ass cheek.
"your turn." he said, moving to the other side of the bed in front of you.
Peter got behind you, kissing over the small cuts from Miguels talons that he'd left, and the hand prints.
he sat up, pushing his tip into your tight pussy with a whimper
"God you're so fucking tight-" he groaned, slowly moving his hips and you whined softly.
Miguel held your drool ridden face up with his hands, kissing your forehead and slapping your cheeks a couple times.
"don't worry. Peter won't take long in that perfect pussy of yours." he cooed, Peter leaning over and kissing the back of your neck, his thrusts slow but hard.
Miguel ran his hand through your hair, deceiving you before he pulled it.
you grunted, burying your face in the mattress underneath you and whimpering
Peter reached under you, cupping your breasts and panting softly. "you're doing good baby, I'm close okay?" he cooed, burying his face into your neck and whimpering softly, his cock twitching inside of you.
Miguel smirked, his fingers sliding into your mouth and pressing down on your tongue. "told you he wouldn't last."
and before he could say anything else, Peters body shook a bit, his warm cum pouring into you and coating your walls as his moans filled your ears.
Peter slowly pulled out his softening cock, laying down next to you.
you flopped down flat, head in Miguel's lap and Peter wrapped his arm around you.
idk how else to end this, so pretend this is an ending.
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this was yesterdays, and I'll post todays kinktober tomorrow. along with tomorrows scheduled one.
(summary: Miguel was helping you practice capturing anomolies, but he was in his rut and could smell that you were ovulating.)
CW: no actual sex this time, dry humping, grinding, biting, play fighting, licking, cumming in clothes, a little bit of public stuff ig, sniffing.
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Miguel swung his fist right in front of your face, his knuckle brushing across your nose as you ducked last second.
you and Miguel were practicing, and he was training you for the anomalies.
"hey! were training not trying to kill eachother!" you say, tackling him and putting him in a headlock.
"you think the anomalies are gonna give you slack??" he asks, throwing you over his shoulder and pinning you down.
you grumbled, lifting up your knee and trying to push him off.
the second you lifted your leg his pupils dilated, the scent of the slick in between your legs hit his nose.
you would be lying if you said him on top of you wasn't hot, but you were ovulating anyways and he was in heat.
his breath got weird, and he immediately got off of you and you sat up.
"Miguel?...you good?" you ask, looking at him and he shakes his head.
"You're ovulating aren't you." he says, staring into your soul.
your eyes widen and you sit on your knees. "I um-... yeah? why does that even matter?"
you were confused, and a little surprised how he'd guessed that.
he looked around at the two other recruits minding their business on the other side of the training room. he leaned over, grabbing your wrist and he stood up.
"let's go." he demanded, and you decided just to follow him.
he led you into Sector 4, down the hall of his lab and he pressed a couple buttons on his watch.
"LYLA! make sure nobody gets in here." he barked into his watch, dragging you onto his platform.
"yes Miguel." Lyla said, blocking the elevators and doors from others access.
he pushed you down onto the floor, getting on top of you in between your legs and he pinned you down
"I could SMELL you." he hissed, his eyes red.
you just looked up at him, more aroused than ever to be completely honest. he leaned his head down, burying his nose into the crook of your neck and he sniffed you.
after a couple seconds he pressed his obvious boner into your clothed pussy, looking at your flushed face.
"you like this don't you?" he teased, and you couldn't lie because you knew he'd be able to smell it on you.
you looked away, opening your mouth to say something but you just nodded.
"fine. maybe I do. but you can't blame me!" you say, side eyeing him.
"can I?" he asked, not really asking to he honest because either way he was going to.
you thought for a second, then nodded. "please?"
he slowly moved his hips, his growing boner underneath his suit rubbing against your pussy underneath yours.
he grunted, biting your neck and his hands grabbed at your breasts, rubbing over the fabric covering your nipples.
you held in your moans, feeling like it'd be pathetic to moan when all he was doing was dry-humping you.
he kept going, his crotch rubbing against yours and his pants and grunts filling your ears.
"k-keep going." you say, trying to keep your voice steady and he starts humping you faster, like a horny dog in heat.
his face was flushed, his cock twitching in his pants and his eyebrows scrunched together.
"is it bad I'm close?" you whimper, leaning your head back and closing your eyes.
he shakes his head, not even saying anything and focusing on your pussy.
your hole was clenching around nothing, desperate for penetration.
you slowly feel the knot build, and before you know it you both are cumming inside your spidersuits.
Miguel whimpers, biting down on your shoulder and your back arches off of the ground.
once the orgasm passes, your suit is drenched and so is his.
you look up at him as he gets one last sniff, before sitting up.
"next time can you just fuck me?" you ask boldly
he raises an eyebrow, thinks for a second, then shrugs.
"Hey Miggy?" you call out, trying to take the case off of your phone to replace it with the new one he'd bought earlier, bur your nails were too long.
"hm?" he said, walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, his hair wet.
"could you help me take this off?" you ask him, luckily still looking down at the phone case cause if you weren't you probably wouldn't have been able to speak
"lemme see." he said, holding out his hand.
you look up, handing him the phone and he sits down on the bed next to you, trying to pick off the phone case.
your eyes nearly popped out of your head and turned into hearts. although you'd seen his body a couple times, it wasn't all the way like this.
you both hadn't even had sex yet, and his body SOO made you want to.
the way his back rippled when his large hands tried to pry the phone and phone case apart, his pecs that were basically tits, his abs, his arms that you wanted him to put you in a headlock in, and his THIGHS.
god his thighs were beefy, thicker than yours even. call yourself cliche but you wanted him to crush your skull in between his thighs like a watermelon, and he probably could.
without even thinking, you reached out and laid your palm against his bicep, causing him to jump a bit.
you took your hand back as he looked at you and raised an eyebrow, probably expecting an explanation.
"sorry." you say, picking at your nails in your lap, your eyes still somewhat on his face but more on his body.
he grinned, setting the phone aside and turning to you a bit.
"you like 'em huh?" he asked, and you looked at him.
"well, duh. your arms look like they could do one karate chop to my back and break it."
he smiled and slid his hand underneath your shirt, his large and rough hand rubbing against the soft skin of your stomach.
"do you need me to break your back?" he asked teasingly, and you couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
but either way you looked at him wide-eyed, and nodded a little.
"are you gonna?" you ask
"I can." he answered and slid his hand up further, cupping your breast and rubbing his thumb against your hard nipple underneath your bra, almost asking permission to take off your clothes.
you nod, and he takes his other hand around the hem of your shirt, lifting up your shirt over your head, taking it off and tossing it onto the floor.
"take all of your clothes off, I'll be back." he says, sitting up and walking into the bathroom.
you take everything off, your bra, panties, and shorts.
feeling a little exposed you wrap your arms around yourself, and then he walks back in.
in his hand is a bottle of lube, and this time he doesn't have the towel around his waist.
your eyea almost pop out of your head and turn into hearts at the size of his dick.
he must've notices or something, because he walked towards you, sitting on the bed in front of you and he wrapped his hand around his cock.
"do you like it?" he teased, sitting on his knees in front of you.
"well, yeah but that's not going to fit Miguel!" you say. not that it was your first time, but it was your first time ever having a dick that big inside of you.
he flicks open the bottle, setting it propped up on a pillow next to you and he crawls on top of you, his cock laid flat against your tummy and he spreads your legs around his waist.
"then we'll make it fit." he smiles, cupping your cheek and turning your head to up to him and he kisses you.
you kiss him back, your hands reaching up into his hair and he reaches over and grabs the lube.
he breaks the kiss, sitting up and putting some on his hand then wrapping his hand around his cock, giving himself a few pumps.
he lowers his cock, rubbing it in between your folds and he kisses the valley of your breasts.
he coats you and himself in the lube combined with your wet slick, and then he sits up again.
"turn over." he demanded, and you did.
turning over onto your stomach, he grabbed a pillow and put it underneath your hips.
he leaned over you, his tip teasing your entrance and he wrapped his thick arm around your neck.
it felt like you were going to snap in half, but that's also what you wanted.
he reached down with his other hand, holding the base of his cock and guiding the tip into you.
you winced as you felt yourself stretch, wincing at the feeling and you buried your face in his arm.
he kissed your head, pushing it in further and trying not to groan since you were uncomfortable.
"you're doing good okay?" he cooed, pushing it in about halfway and staying still for you to adjust.
you whimpered and nodded, adjusting to his size and he smacked your cheek a couple times.
"goood giiirl." he said, talking to you like a dog.
he pushed the rest in, then slowly started to move.
he groaned softly, tightening his grip around your neck.
"so fucking tight..." he grunted, his hips moving at a regular pace now that you've adjusted.
your mouth went slack, eyes rolling to the back of your head and you reached up and grabbed the headboard, biting down on his arm.
the whole bed was rocking at this point, his massive size fucking you like this was expected to probably break the bed if anything.
his face got faster, and your back arched further. you felt like you were already going to cum but you wanted to cum around the time time he did. whenever that was.
he spat on your cheek, slapping it into your skin as his hips fucked you relentlessly.
"you like that huh? my pretty girl with her eyes rolled back like that hm?" he taunted, whispering in your ear.
he was panting and grunting, which was more than enough to get you off anyways.
you whined, your pussy aching with pleasure and you felt like you could've came any second.
"fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck-" you moaned out, your orgasm ripping through you.
your ass pressed flush against him as he fucked you through it, his pace stuttering as your walls clamped down on him, milking him for everything he had.
your cum coated his cock, making a thick white ring around his length and he kept fucking you.
"just one more okay? god this pussy is so good." he groaned, slapping your cheek and he kissed behind your ear.
you were seeing white, the slight overstimulation stinging inside of you but it felt so good.
"this pussy is mine." he growled, the headboard slamming against the wall with every one of his thrusts.
your fingernails dug into the sheets and headboard, a bit of drool spilling out of the corner of your mouth.
"say it." he demanded "say this pussy is mine."
you couldn't barely move, let alone talk but you managed.
"i-it's yours-" you whined, feeling another knot tighten in your stomach as he kept going.
he slapped you again. "that's right. and you're gonna take this cock until I'm done okay?"
you nodded slightly, since the only thing you could do was take it anyways.
your swollen clit was pulsing, your body aching for another orgasm.
it spilled out of you for the second time, Miguel not slowing his pace.
a second coat of cum covered his dick and dripped out of your swollen pussy, your walls tightening around his cock.
he groaned, his pace stuttering slightly.
the overstimulation was killing you, your hole pulsing and clenching around him as you squirmed a little.
he tightened his arm around your neck more, his other hand holding you in place.
"just a couple more minutes okay? I'm close baby I'm close." he panted, his cock twitching inside of you.
you were seeing stars, the only sounds coming out of you were whimpers and whines.
next thing you knew you'd came two more times, and he kept saying "one more time?"
"M-Miguel no more-" you whimpered, tears rolling down your cheeks.
you wanted more, but at the same time you didn't.
he'd been edging himself the last two of your orgasms so he nodded
"okay okay okay." he grunted, and with a couple more thrusts his body twitched and a huge load of hot cum spilled inside of you, his face buried in the crook of your neck and he whimpered, his arm loosening around your neck as he just laid on top of you with his softening cock inside of you.
your head flopped against the pillow, and he weakly kissed your cheek.
he pulled out, laying next to you and closed his eyes, panting.
"let's take a shower."
and you nodded.
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(you got good aftercarw dw ๐)
the other one for today will probably be submitted later tonight, I still haven't started it.
I've got baddd adhd and it sucks to pay attention to write these.
Omggg Spider DNA!!!! Fantastic!! I would really love a part 2! The aftermath of him being dismissive or maybe him needing her again and her agreeing of course but also wanting to just know whatโs on his mind etc
I've had a couple people ask for a part 2 and now I'm thinkin about it ๐ญ it'll probably have to be after October though
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(summary: Miguel comes back home and wants to cuddle, but it slowly turns into more than that.)
CW: thigh fucking, grinding, humping, edging?, spooning, cuddling, teasing, (Miguel never actually puts it in.), cock-warming,
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"what are you doing?" you laughed a bit as he flopped on the bed behind you, wrapping his arms around you and snuggling his nose into the back of your neck.
he'd just gotten home and was probably exhausted, he hadn't even taken off his spider suit yet.
"just cuddling..." he mumbled, closing his eyes. his hands were on your chest, his knees tucked behind yours and he held you tightly, his obvious boner poking your ass.
"Miguel if you want more than cuddling just say that." you smiled and looked back at him, and he shook his head and held you tighter.
"mm let's just wait a second." he says softly and holds one of your breasts in his hand, slightly squeezing it.
you press your ass further back into his boner, and he grunts, his eyebrows furrowing and his hand moves to hold your hips in place.
"don't tease me." he mumbles, and he starts to gently rub himself against your ass.
you smile and let him grind against you, and he buries his face in your shoulder, groaning a bit.
"can I just rub it in between your thighs?" he asks and you nod.
"is it gonna stay "just in between my thighs"?" you tease and his suit dissipates and he takes his rock-hard cock out of his boxers.
"I hope so." he mumbles back, and he jerks himself off slowly with his hand, as you pull your shorts down to your ankles and toss them off, lifting one of your legs a bit for him.
he puts himself in between your thighs, his cock rubbing against your clothed clit.
you moan softly, and he puts your leg down to make it tighter for him.
he grunts, biting your shoulder a bit and he squeezes his eyes shut as he starts moving his hips, the tip of his cock poking your clit.
slick formed in between your thighs, soaking through your panties and covering his cock.
he groans, kissing the back of your neck as you try to keep your noises in your mouth.
you felt his cock twitch in between your thighs, his eyes still shut as he focuses on the feeling of your plush and chubby thighs against his hard cock.
beads of precum leak from his slit, soaking your underwear more than it already was.
he whimpers slightly, a noise he never made and would probably take it to his deathbed. but it was expected from how tense he was.
you closed your eyes, and his pace quickened, stuttering every couple thrusts.
"fuck I'm close-" he whispers, pressing his forehead against your back as he looks at where you two are (almost) connected.
you nod and reach down, pressing your thighs together more with your hand to make it tighter. "you can cum on my thighs."
he groans, and with the next couple of thrusts spurts of white and warm cum cover your skin, soaking your panties x3.
he rides out his orgasm, his head dipping down into the crook of your neck and he kisses your skin softly.
he doesn't pull out, just leaving his slowly softening cock in between your thighs and he yawns, kissing the back of your ear.
"thank you cariรฑo." he mumbles, and before you know it he's asleep. leaving his cock in between your thighs, and you wet and horny.
"so much for just cuddling." you say jokingly to yourself, closing your eyes.
is there any way you could start crediting the art you use for your fics? just wondering cause it gives no support to the person who spent time on the piece whatsoever when you post it without even mentioning who made it. and on the off chance you don't know who made it, maybe just don't use it. not trying to be rude just one creator to another, it helps everyone in the long run when you give proper credit.
I've thought about this but the art that I normally use I have like 0 idea where it came from because they're just screenshots off of Google or just things my sibling sends me.
I'll try to credit whoever made the art I use from now on though ๐
(summary: it was Miguels birthday, and after a long day of giving him gifts, eating cake, and going places, you had one last present.)
CW: kinda bottom!Miguel, M!Reader, anal, gay sex, this one is more soft sex than anything, praise, dirty talk, blowjob, accidental edging
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you slip on a red and black corset, tying it in the back and you put on a pair of black pants.
you look in the mirror, adjusting your hair. you weren't sure how you felt about the outfit just yet, but Miguel had pointed out the corset in a store in a past trip, talking about "how sexy you would look in that."
you pick and pull at some parts of your hair, making it look just right before turning off the bathroom light and peeking out the door.
you see Miguel, sitting on the bed patiently waiting since you had left him in there with a "I'll be right back. I've gotta get your last present."
he notices you and gives you a slight smile.
"soo... what's my last present?" he asks and you walk out and put your hands on your hips with a small smile on your face.
"that's my birthday present?" he asks and stands up, looking at you.
"your birthday present is underneath it." you say and walk closer to him, kissing his jawline.
"well in that case..." he says, wrapping his arms around your waist.
"I think I'm gonna have to use this right now huh?" he smiles, dipping his head into the crook of your neck and kissed you softly.
you smiled and led him to the bed, and he sat down as he pulled his shirt up and off of his body.
"how about we switch some things?" you ask, crawling over him and kissing his neck softly.
"hm like what?" he replied, sliding backwards to the middle of the bed and pulling you with him.
he put one leg up, his knee on your hip as you laid on top of him and slightly grinded against him as you kissed his neck.
"it's your birthday." you say softly, your hand reaching down and finding his bulge, rubbing small circles over it.
he groans softly and leans his head back. "so how about I do all the work this time?"
he nods, his fingers sliding down underneath your pants to find you weren't wearing any boxers.
he slid his hands out from your pants, running his fingers through your hair.
you sat up, sitting in between his legs and you gently pulled his pants down over his ankles, and tossed them to the floor.
"did you like your presents?" you ask softly, kissing up his thigh and he put his hands in your hair and nodded.
"mhm." he smiled
you kissed over his boxers, your hand on his hip and the other one teasing the fabric waistband of his boxers.
he groaned softly, laying his head back and closing his eyes.
you pull off his boxers, laying your tongue against his base and licking up to the tip, feeling his half-hard cock harden underneath your tongue.
he tries to keep his noises in, but fails as he grunts.
it takes everything in him to not buck his hips into your mouth.
he put his fingers in your hair, and you twirled your tongue around his slit.
you wrapped your lips around his tip, sucking beads of precum into your mouth and he leaned his head back and groaned, his face flushed red and he closed his eyes.
you take him fully in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat and he guides your head up and down in a steady pace.
"good... just like that cariรฑo." he said softly, followed by a groan.
before you knew it, his back was arching, his balls tightening in your hands, and his stomach muscles twitching as hot white ropes of cum cover your throat.
you swallow him greedily, pulling off of him with a small pop before kissing his stomach.
"how was that?" you ask and he nods
"g-good." he says softly and you hold him by the hips.
"turn over for me." you say and he turns on his stomach, his ass glistening in the bedroom light.
it takes everything in you to not smack it, but you keep your composure and reach into the bedstand, pulling out a bottle of lube.
you use one hand, pulling his cheeks apart and using the other one to pour the cold lube on his hole.
his hole pulses when the cold lubricant hits him, and you close the cap and set the bottle aside.
you unzip your black pants, pulling them down and you toss them to the floor.
Miguel rests his head on top of his hand, sliding a pillow underneath his waist. (he also makes sure it's folded so he can hump it.)
you pull off your boxers, your already hard cock pulsing and beads of precum spilling out of the tip.
you position yourself behind him, soaking his hole in the lube and the tip of your cock also.
you push your tip in, your eyebrows furrowed in concentration and he moans softly, his tight hole trying to adjust to your size.
"good boy, Mig." you coo, pushing your cock in far enough to where you can let go of your base and put your hands on his hips.
he buries his face into the pillow, grunting a bit and you push yourself in all the way, hitting his prostate and his back twitches.
groaning, you lean over and kisd the back of his shoulder.
"this okay?" you ask and he nods, pressing his ass back up into you.
"y-you can move now." he says softly and you start to thrust your hips, slowly and softly.
he turns his head back, his lips meeting yours.
he kisses you passionately, your hand finding his and interlocking fingers.
today was different, most of the other times you'd have sex, it was fucking. but this time, you were making love.
you keep your hips moving at a steady pace, his ass meeting your hips as he occasionally humps the pillow.
seeing him hump the pillow made you wanna cum right then and there, but you wanted him to cum first.
kissing down his jaw and to the back of his neck, he closes his eyes, his mouth open slightly and a slight moan escapes his lips everytime you hit his prostate.
after a surprisingly long while, your balls are so heavy and edged you feel like you're going to explode.
looking down at him, he looks like he's dead, but he's just so far edged that he can't do anything but moan or whimper.
"f-fuck Miguel how are you lasting this long?" you ask, pressing your forehead against his shoulder as his hole is so tight it feels like he's trying to milk you.
"you haven't told me to cum." he basically whines, and then you realize this whole time he's been keeping it in because he thought the switching thing, meant you giving him permission.
"oh- yeah yeah you can cum." you say, and with one last thrust his painfully hard cock shoots loads of cum into the pillow, his mouth slack and he buried his face in his arms, whimpering.
not long after him, you pull out, jerking yourself off and shooting your load on his ass.
you collapse next to him, his thighs still shaking slightly.
you both come back to reality, looking at eachother and you kiss his cheek.
"I uh... didn't mean to edge you or anything." he shaked his head, catching his breath.
"it was good." he breathes out and you scratch his head.
"happy birthday." you say softly.
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hmm idk how to feel about this one.
I'll read other peoples fanfics and compare it to mine, and it makes mine look like shit ๐ญ
(summary: Miguel had been teasing you all day at work, so when you both got in the car you got a little impatient.)
CW: fingering/finger riding, cum licking, kinda public?, no sex again, just this ๐
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Miguel had been teasing you at work all day.
walking behind you and brushing his hip against your ass, or reaching around you to grab something and 'accidentally' touching your breast or stomach.
you both worked together in Alchemax, in the same lab so it was easy for him to do it.
his little touches and teases set you off. it was already ovulation week so him touching you like that on purpose was only progressing the wet slick in between your thighs.
once the day was over, you grabbed his hand and started walking out of the building. he noticed your fast pace and raised an eyebrow.
"you okay cariรฑo?" he asked, looking down at you as you both walked to the car.
"yeah I'm okay. I just wanna get home." you smiled, and when you got to the car he opened the door for you and you got in.
he shut the door once you got in, walking around the car and getting into his drivers side.
he started driving, a little slower than usual since there were a lot of cars on the road.
his hand was on your inner thigh, making it harder for you not to rip your pants off and ride his fingers.
"can we pull over?" you muttered, looking over at him.
he raised an eyebrow, looking over at you then back at the road.
"car sick?" he asked and you nodded.
he pulled over onto the side of the road, a little into the grass so he wouldn't get hit.
"c'mon." you said, getting out of the car.
"um, alright." he followed you out, looking at you from the other side of the car.
you opened the door to the backseat, getting in.
he opened his side of the door too, leaning down and looking at you through the doorway.
"what are we doing?" he said as you gently pulled him in the backseat with you, reaching over and shutting the tinted door.
"you've been messing with me all day." you huffed and pulled his ankles so he was laying down on the seat as you climbed on top of him.
he smirked a little as you continued.
"all the 'accidental' ass slapping, and touching me like that when you know I'm ovulating." you looked down at him.
"well I'll admit it was intentional but I didn't know it'd get you so impatient." he grinned and you unbuttoned his black shirt, pulling it off of him and taking off your pants.
"let me ride your fingers." you say as you take off your soaked panties, tossing them up front while sitting in between his legs.
"you wanna ride my fingers?" he asked and you nodded.
he put his hand on his stomach, lifting his middle and ring finger for you to ride.
"you could just ride the real thing." he says with a smirk and you put your knees on both sides of his hips, adjusting yourself and prodding your entrance with his fingers.
you slowly ease down, his thick fingers squeezing inside of you and trying to make room.
you get to his knuckles, staying still for a second to adjust a bit.
"think you can take three?" he asks and you look down at him.
"this is for me. not you." you say as you start moving your hips, a slight squelching noise coming from your wet pussy.
you put a hand on his bare chest for support, closing your eyes and dipping your head as you try to keep your noises in.
you move your hips up and down, riding his thich fingers as small moans escape your lips.
your nails dig small crescents into his skin, his hand coming up holding your hips and guiding you.
he curls his fingers, trying to find your sweet spot.
your hips jerk a bit when his fingers hit your spot, a whine leaving your lips.
you keep up the pace, the familiar knot tightening in your stomach and Miguel grins.
"keep going cariรฑo." he cooes and you almost give him a sassy response, but then an orgasm rips through you.
jaw slack, your eyes roll to the back of your head and cum oozes down his fingers and onto his skin.
you flop down on top of him, whimpering a bit as your orgasm slowly fades.
he kisses the top of your head, pulling his fingers out and leaving your hole squeezing around nothing.
he licks his fingers off, reaching down with his other hand and patting the top of his boner.
"what about me?" he smiles and you huff, sitting up and you put your panties and pants back on.
"karma." you say, smiling innocently then climb back up front, leaving him painfully hard in the backseat.
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yaaaay. this one's was yesterday's, but wtvv.
I was typing on my tablet, but now I'm on my phone.
BUT ANYWAYS THATS IT. the other one for today will be out in a second
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todays car sex kinktober will be a little late today. having to write a kinktober everyday is a little stressful when I have other things during the day to do too lol.
