“That’s it baby, just like that,” Simon would coo, coercing you on as you whined on his cock, pussy stretched to fit his length, slowly sinking down with a stutter.
“I-It’s too big,” you hiccup, pushing on his chest whilst you still your movement.
Simon was a patient man, he loved you, but he knew you could take it. That’s why he flipped you over, his cock now resting against your heaving stomach as you whine.
His member was quick to slap against your sensitive nub, rubbing the tip against it as prickles of precum catch on the bead, stringing it down to your entrance as he pushed in. Your chest was tight, reluctantly pushing against him at the burn before he bottomed out, his balls jutting against your ass as he groaned.
“My perfect girl can always take me, can’t she?”
He found your nod adorable, but he found you screaming his name even more so.
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Wherever you go, this man is next to you, one hand always touching you.
You’re showering? Ok so is he. It’s not his fault you’re pushed up against the glass, ass flushed against him as he pounds into you from behind, hands clawing at your flesh as he grunts.
You’re watching a movie? This man is lying flat on you, groping at your tits before he takes them in his mouth. He has a hard time concentrating and he promises this helps him.
You’re working from home? Let him help you. And by help he means, cock-warm him while you work and every time you complete a task he’ll fuck up into you as a reward!
You’re going to bed. You already know he’s fucking you to sleep, eating your gushing pussy before he’s denting your gummy walls with the outline of his cock, fucking against your sweet spot as you make a mess of the sheets, desperate pussy clenching around him as he fills you up.
“This pussy’s always ready for me, I fuckin’ love you, sweet’art.”
He was everywhere, balls slapping heavily against the fat of your ass, your spine nestled into the wall as he fucked into you, cock splitting you open with the desirous intention to ruin you for anyone else.
“You gonna fucking talk to him again, hm?” He spat, licking a stripe of your neck as he held onto your hips, bruising fingers digging litters of marks against your pretty skin.
“N-No Simon,” you whined, hiccuping as he thrusted back into you, his voice menacingly low as he growled low in his chest. Your neck was stained with dark hickies, marks that Ghost needed everyone to see, especially the incapable Soldier who decided that sparring with you was appropriate.
“Fucking slut, ain’t you? My dicks not enough for ye’ or something? Gotta get it from everyone?”
His words shot through you as you choked out a moan, angry tip nudging your sweet spots with a fiery force, heat penetrating through you. His eyes were shot into slits, a possessive glint controlling every movement as he muttered into your neck.
“I see you around him again and I’ll kill ‘em, you hear me?”
You nodded against the wall, lower back aching at the constant pressure of being slammed against it during his fuelled assault against your squelching cunt.
Ghost didn’t say anything after he emptied inside you, guttural groan leaving his lips as he pulled out, dropping you to your feet and leaving in an aggravated hunch, your legs shaking as you tried to squeak out a ‘wait’.
Calloused hands are wrapped around his spit-covered cock, anticipation leaking from his tip as he ruts forward.
Your body is so soapy and wet, glistening under the light as you scrub yourself, bending over to reach your legs.
He almost cums instantly when you grab the shower head and switch the setting, holding it to your clit as you moan, tits jiggling as your body shakes.
Poor Simon, it was too much watching your foamy tits bounce as you orgasmed, a cry leaving your lips as he spills himself all over his hand, letting out a groan as you look.
You quickly squeal, attempting to cover yourself before he’s running down the hall like a madman, slamming his door shut.
You weren’t even sure how you both discovered your kink for public sex until it just happened one day.
It wasn’t Simon’s fault, he needed you. You were so pretty in that tiny sundress and he could tell you weren’t wearing any panties.
His bicep coiled around your waist as you sat on his lap, the coach of the train only occupied by 2 others on the opposite end. His rigid cock as nestled inside you, angry tip rubbing against your cervix with every small movement as you nibbled on your bottom lip.
You wriggled before you raised yourself and slapped down on his lap, your flesh connecting for a moment with a smack as you looked around. You grew restless as Simon held onto your waist, helping you move as you whined into your fist.
“Shhhh, don’t be too loud,” he whispered in your ear, licking a stripe of your neck as he bunched your dress up at your waist, his eyes trained on the jiggle of your ass.
You were a panting mess as you rubbed at your clit, your movements growing sloppy as you neared your orgasm. Simon was quick to take over, his thrusts meeting yours as you choke on the air with a splutter, his cock reaching unnecessarily deep as you squirt, your pussy clenching his cock with every passing second before your cunt was collecting his cum.
“Here’s our stop,” he would say, tapping you on the ass gently before taking hold of your hand. It was the gentlemanly thing to do, you could barely walk.
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This is shameless I apologise but roommate!simon has me in a CHOKEHOLD
CW: female masturbation, squirting, being walked in on
There were multiple perks to having a Lieutenant as your roommate.
1) He was quiet
2) He was rarely around
3) He fixed everything that needed to be fixed
4) He was insanely hot
It was easy enough. The majority of the time you were by yourself, leaving you be to do whatever you please. Even when he was home, it never really felt like he was there. He was almost ghostly.
It was a regular Friday night for you. Work had finished by 4, you had eaten and showered and now you had your panties at your ankles and a cute little vibrator wedged against your puffy clit.
The best thing about being alone was you could be as loud as you wanted.
Pathetic whines left your throat as you writhed on the bed, your second orgasm quickly approaching in a soaking mess as you spread your legs further. Your tits had been pushed out of your bra, the uncomfortable garment pooled at your waist as a free hand pinched a hard nipple.
Your eyes had rolled back, limp tongue falling from your mouth as you came with a squeal, the towel below you soaked with your juices and arousal. You were desperate, and incredibly horny, having no time to get off for the rest of the week.
The vibrations against your clit spurred you on, the overstimulation causing your hips to buckle, throbbing clit pulsing with fervour before another wave of pleasure began to build. Your stomach was tight, a coil building in your belly as you groped the fat of your tits, perky nipples twisting under flimsy fingers.
You were so close, your pussy clenching at the intensity before you were gushing once more, wailing out as your head tilted towards the ceiling. There was an unmistakable sound of your door opening as you were coming down from your high, pussy squirting onto the drenched cotton as you looked down, eyes meeting Simon.
“Are you done?” He growled, eyes glued to your pussy as you squeaked, closing your legs as you attempted to wriggle under the sheets. There was a distant hum of the vibrator as you struggled to turn it off, the settings only getting more powerful.
You mumbled out a, “Sorry,” your cheeks burnt with humiliation as he shut the door with a slight slam, the vibrator finally turning off.
ExHusband!Simon Riley acting as if he didn’t care a year ago when you handed him the divorce papers
ExHusband!Simon Riley going back to base and practically beating up a rookie during training
ExHusband!Simon Riley trying to fill the void one night by sleeping with someone but accidentally calls them your name
ExHusband!Simon Riley feeling furious when he picks your two kids up and your daughter blurts that you have a date later
ExHusband!Simon Riley breaking into your house (using the spare key he had stolen) and kicking your date out of your bed
ExHusband!Simon Riley getting into a screaming match with you because he wants to mend your family and you’re fucking someone else. Silly girl, you have him to do that
ExHusband!Simon Riley eating you out until he makes you cum the amount of months you’ve been divorced for (*cough* 8 months)
ExHusband!Simon Riley breaking you open on his cock and then cumming inside you in hopes you’ll get pregnant
ExHusband!Simon Riley absolutely ecstatic when you are and slowly coercing you into being a family again… yknow… for the baby
Simon loves how responsive your pussy is, even when you’re asleep, docile body snoozing next to him as he laps at your cunt like a madman.
The taste of you fuels him, sweet clit nuzzled against his nose as he slurps at your entrance, almost feral. His hands are desperate, clawing down his boxers as an angry cock springs free, slapping against his stomach, a light trail of dark hair leading down to his manhood.
You let out a whine, still asleep as he pushes your legs back, holding you by the knees as he lines himself at your entrance.
He practically groans as he sinks in, your tightness wrapping around him with a wet, gummy welcome as he feeds his cock into you. Your breasts bounce underneath your loose shirt, nipples pebbling against the fabric before he roughly lifts it up.
Your eyes begin to flutter open, calloused hands at your breasts as he tweaks at your hard nipples, working them under his touch.
“Si?” You whimper, mouth open as he pounds into you.
“Shhh, lovie, it’s okay. Go back to sleep sweet girl.”
