Pierre with innocent reader.
That is it
Maybe reader being estbans sister or bestie, if bestie make it so they kinda get caught?
Or make two different and do them both 🫶👹👹👹👹👹
bon's thoughts (18+) girl this is UTTERRRR filth even im surprised by this
pierre's visiting charles like he always does. he's in the living room, watching some tv with his best friend and he's surfing through some channels. charles tosses pierre a cap, and the latter places it on backwards and sighs out loud, leaning into the couch.
"i'll head over to take a shower, don't mind me," charles sighs, and gets up, leaving the room. pierre nods, still trying to pick a movie to watch when the front doorbell rings. he frowns, getting up and when he opens the door, you're standing there with a basket in your hand.
"oh, im sorry to interrupt! is charles here?"
"he just went to take a shower, might take a few minutes... who are you?" pierre asks, furrowing his brows. he glances at your outfit, a thin tank top and no bra underneath so he can see your nipples greeting him affectionately and a long skirt that makes him wonder what you're hiding under there.
"i'm his next door neighbor! i've known him since i was little!" you chirp, smiling at the man in front of you. pierre raises an eyebrow, confused as to why in the world charles never mentioned that he had a cute girl living next door to him. and if charles never mentioned you, that surely meant he didn't think much about you... which meant pierre could have you all for himself. he smiles, stepping aside to let you prance into charles' house with a grin on your face. you set the basket down on the kitchen counter, explaining to pierre that you've been baking recently and you always ask charles to taste whatever dessert you make.
"oh, i could help," he offers, and you nod your head, picking up a scone before handing it to him. it's not the best scone in the entire world, nor was it terrible. it still had lots of room for improvement. charles is drying his hair with his towel when he comes back downstairs and when he sees pierre eating the scone, he's laughing out loud,
"mon ami, unless you want to die of food poisoning what are you doing eating her food?" charles laughs and you're pouting your lips,
"i'm not that bad of a baker..." you mutter, grabbing your basket, "i made these all for your charles! pierre was nice enough to taste!"
"i'm sure pierre would like some sweeter things," charles giggles and pierre's staring at the outline of your legs underneath your skirt. yeah he definitely wanted something sweeter, much sweeter. charles leaves shortly after since he wants to spend some time with his girlfriend, but he lets pierre stay behind in his house with you.
and that's when pierre decides to spring into action. you're watching some baking videos on youtube to try and learn new recipes, but you notice pierre getting closer and closer to you on the couch.
"is everything ok?" you ask, and he nods his head,
"just a bit cold, that's all," he shrugs, and within seconds you're snuggling closer to him, tits pressed against his arm that's making him restrain every ounce of fiber in his body. no he has to wait, he has to be patient. you smile at him before turning you attention back to the screen. after some time, he clears his throat, "you know i don't understand why you watch so many baking videos."
"what do you mean?" you snap, turning your head to face him, "i want to learn to make the sweetest, most delicious treat ever!"
"oh but you already have it," he glances at you, watching you frown,
"i have it? huh? how?" you furrow your brows once more, and he's now sinking to his knees in front of you.
"oh come on, don't tell me you don't know, mon amour," he grins and you're shaking your head because you truly don't know! he sighs, fingers slipping under the band of your skirt to pull it down but you grab his wrists,
"p-pierre, what are you doing?"
"i'm going to show you the sweet treat, trust me!" he exclaims, kissing your nose before slowly taking off your entire skirt. you watch him nervously, unsure as to what he means but you did want to get this recipe down so you figure its best to shut up and listen to him. he glances up at your chest, and clicks his tongue, "ah i forgot about my other favorite treat" and he's taking your tank top off, groaning when he sees your beautiful tits just waiting to have his mouth wrapped around your areolas. he's rubbing your nipples between his fingers, pinching gently and watching you gasp out loud, wriggling out of his touch for a second,
"is this the sweet treat?" you ask, and he's giggling at your words,
"no, the sweet treat's down here!" and he's taking your panties off, watching a string of your arousal cling onto the cloth, "someone's excited..."
you don't know what he means by that but he has you spread your legs for him and positions you in a way that you're able to see your own dripping pussy.
"this! this is the sweet treat!" he smiles, and you're frowning at him, not really understanding what's going on, but his words are having some effect on you because you find your cunt getting warmer. he spits onto your cunt, the saliva dripping gracefully onto your folds which he's rubbing back and forth with his thumb. his eyes flicker to see your mouth opening in a small gasp, before he splays his tongue onto your folds, licking a very long stripe up to your clit as you begin to squirm, "oh this is so much sweeter than i imagined!"
his tongue probes around your cunt, nipping at your clit before sucking and pulling harshly. his fingers scissor in you, before his tongue joins which has you moaning out loud, hands gripping his hair to see if he can slow down a bit because it was all too much for you! you've never had gotten this intimate with anybody in your life, and here he is, feasting on the sweetest treat ever imaginable: your pretty pussy. when you cum around his fingers, he pulls back and licks his lips before looking over at you,
"open wide, a chef needs to know how to taste properly," and you listen to his orders, opening your mouth. he has you lick his fingers clean, taking him in as far as your throat can take them before you gag, "how do you taste? sweet, right?"
"y-yeah," you whisper, nodding your head.
"i think you need to taste yourself more, it'll give you good practice when you're baking," he smiles, and lifts your ass up so that your cunt is just a few inches from your face, you're practically being folded in half! he sees your hesitation for a split second, and he places his hand behind your head, gently nudging you towards your delectable treat, "you saw what i did right, mon ange? can you do that for me? just do whatever i did with my tongue."
it's a bit hard to do so with how uncomfortable the position you're in is, but you suppose there's always meant to be pain when you're learning so you lick your cunt, already moaning a bit. your tongue flicks your clit, and pretty soon you're sucking the pearl of your cunt. you pull away a couple times to moan at how good you taste and to give yourself a small break, but pierre's hand comes right back down to make sure you're tasting yourself properly. he pulls out his phone, telling you that he's keeping this for further baking sessions and you're so thankful that he cares so much about your baking journey! he's grinding his hard cock against your ass, which pushes your cunt closer to your face, allowing you to go past sucking your clit, but down to your wet hole. when you glance up for a second as your tongue is now in your gaping hole, you see pierre stroking his thick cock with a smile on his face.
"oh you're doing amazing, keep going i want to see how far you can go," and you're nodding your head, your arms holding your legs as you continue to eat yourself out. as you cum into your own mouth, pierre's coating your face with his own load and he's laughing as he's recording the entire thing, telling you that this was definitely going to be his favorite video ever.
"but remember," he warns you, burying your face in your cunt harshly, barely giving you time to breathe, "this isn't an ordinary treat, you can't share this one with charles."
you have no idea what he means but you continue to lap up your juices.
