The shy anon

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 imagine pegging sub!jaafar cause you can't get enough of that juicy ass you ever so desired and you thought how corruptible he is like he needs some big cock to fuck his brains out.

like just the tip inside of that tight hole and he's already in shambles cause holy shit, like damn he knew you were big but not THAT big.

“a-aah..! fuck— babe baby i— your cock is s-so big— ahhnnngh..~ fuckfuck—!” jaafar whimpered, legs trembling so much cause gosh, you're so fucking big and you haven't even slide it all in yet, it was only the tip.

“shh... baby c'mon you can take it, i know you can..” you mumbled, you couldn't help but groan slightly because of how tight he is around your cock.

“oh god— you're so fucking tight around my cock, feeling so good in this tight hole of yours n-ngh...”

jaafar whimpered, tears running down his face– fuck he's too overstimulated already.

though, you grew a little more bolder as you finally slammed all of your cock in him– drawing a loud cry from jaafar from how fucking good your cock felt all in him.

“b-babe it's too much too much i-i— please... baby, you're making me feel so—so fucking good ngh!–” he whimpered pathetically under you, hiccuping slightly as you kept going.

“aw i know baby i know shh.. but i know you can adjust to this eventually.. i now you can 'cause you're my good puppy boy for me mmh-...”

you kept on thrusting him in and out, hitting that prostate area, your pace not too harsh but rough enough to make his eyes roll back. watching his back arched in pleasure as sweat drips on his chest.

“haah— m-mommy pwease— i wanna cum so much mommy— please I been a good-hic-boy for you— a good puppy boy please fuck—!” jaafar moaned softly as you couldn't help but feel your heart swell because oh how could you say no to those pretty doe eyes??

“aw poor baby... you wanna cum so much now huh? can't hold it any longer hm?” you taunted teasingly as you increased your pace a little more so.

“yesyesyesYES—! please mommy— oh please let me cum, i wanna cum now..!!” he whimpered, hiccuping pathetically as you eventually gave in— increasing your pace and getting deeper non-stop.

“such a good puppy boy aren't ya..~?” you whispered, leaning to his ear as your free hand gripped one of his buttlocks before spanking it firm enough but not too harshly to hurt.

“oh mommy please— keep going keep going! i'm your puppy! i swear im a good puppy yesyes—” he blabbed out, panting as he's close to his climax– his throat feels sore from moaning, back arched like a cat beneath you.

“fuckfuckfuck—mommy im coming im coming im coming—nnggGHH!” his thighs shook as white-hot pleasure shoots out like lightning bolts, he couldn't help but let out a loud, cry shamelessly as thick, hot strands of come splutters out on the bed and even on his stomach and yours too.

you loved the sight of him, his form trembling, panting as sweat clings on skin while trying to get a breath heavily.

you slowly pulled the strap out before removing it and tossing it away before cradling jaafar and laying beside him, your fingers brushing his dark curls comfortingly

poor baby is so exhausted from taking it so well, he deserves the best aftercare ever as he's been so good... (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

When you raised your head you found him, your husband wearing a burgundy corset, leather shorts that highlighted his fat, round ass and those platform boots that reached up to those fat thighs that tensed around your face when you licked that sweet flower.

Michael made you lift your head higher by touching your chin with the tip of the spanking crop. "You've been a really naughty boy these days. You know that daddy will make sure you know that, don't you know, dog?" After Michael spoke, he lifted one leg and stepped on your head until it was pressed against the floor. "Clean your master's boots" he said as he brought the boot to your mouth. You didn't hesitate to start licking and kissing those boots with complete admiration.

After a while Michael smiled sarcastically, grabbed your leash, and walked until he climbed onto the bed, and you were catching your breath after the collar's position had slightly choked you.

Michael didn't wait and slapped you across the cheek with that spanking crop top. "Your eyes on me. And don't you dare move your eyes." As the next thing he knew, Michael yanked on the belt. "And? What are you waiting for? Take off my boots."

After your master spoke, you reached for those tall boots and slowly pulled them down. As you revealed more and more skin of those beautiful legs, you began to feel your penis throb. You almost had an orgasm at the sight of Michael's bare feet, those feet that were so strong and resilient when he danced, those feet you admired, and you couldn't resist kissing those hard-working feet.

Michael let you kiss his feet and then pulled down your black boxers with them to start touching your dick with his cold feet.

"Ngh... Th-they are kinda cold." At that moment you felt a painful burning sensation and when you realized it, Michael had hit your penis with the spanking crop.

"Speak properly, naughty boy. I'm not just anyone for you to talk to me like that. I own you, make sure to remember that." When he finished speaking, he gave another light tap to your erect dick, which was starting to leak precum. "Woah... I couldn't imagine you are that desperate..." Michael laughed, then pulled the spanking crop away and began to caress your penis and balls with his feet.

"Ple-Pleasee... Masterrr I need to fuck youu-" You moaned close to the orgasm you were trying to hold back, which Michael noticed because of your rapid breathing that betrayed you.

"Nuh uh baby. I didn't give you permission to cum yet." To start mocking you even more, he began to masturbate you with his feet more quickly, using the pre-cum as a lubricant.

"Nghh... Fuckfuck oh god Pleeeaseee Master- I need to cum- Oh fuck-" Your eyes were now wet thanks to the incredible stimulation on your penis and balls with those soft pieces. When you were about to orgasm, Michael pulled his pieces away and took off his leather shorts, letting you see that hairy, wet pussy that made you drool.

"Come on, dog. Come and eat your prize, you are being a good boy." That wet pussy was waiting for you, you could see it clearly when you saw Michael with his legs open. You approached on all fours, and when you were close enough you began to lick your owner's entrance while rubbing that tdick with your nose.

"Oh yeah- Mmm, you are such a good boy for your daddy!" You watched as your owner began to close his legs around your head, feeling those stretchy thighs that drove you wild. Soon he would guide your fingers to that entrance to begin giving licks and strokes to your master's tdick.

"Oh fuck! Yes! Yes! Just like that!" Now he was pulling hard on your hair while rubbing his vulva against your face. When you reacted and understood that you were about to bring him to orgasm, you moved your fingers faster until he screamed and brought him to that orgasm while he suffocated you with his vulva and thighs. When Michael calmed down from his orgasm, he pulled on the leash so you could get on the bed on all fours.

"You are now learning how to act for your master, you are such a good dog! Now... reclaim your award." A kiss landed on one of your cheeks, and then that same owner of those plump lips allowed you to settle between his legs.

You prepared your still erect penis, masturbating it a little and rubbing it against Michael's entrance. When you finally felt ready, you began to enter slowly, as that sweet man deserved. "Agh... Gimme more- be more rude-" He groaned as he clung to your back and began to scratch it.

You had no choice but to obey; after all, he was your master. You grabbed his hips and began to fuck him as he commanded, alternating movements and intensity until you identified which one elicited the most moans from him. Once you found it, you didn't stop moving.  

Michael could no longer speak of pleasure, he could only open his legs wider and open his mouth without making a sound thanks to the overstimulation of his fat pussy.

Your orgasm was near. The stimulation after holding back your orgasm, with the man you loved squeezing you inside, wouldn't let you rest. So you finally reached orgasm after lowering his corset and pinching his nipples. With that small but firm squeeze, he too reached orgasm.