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Good morning Queens✨✨🌟🌟

[coolcyan3]

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can u do a continuation of ‘mini me’ where omari is gone and u and ony finally get to have some alone time 💛

weekend of freedom

continuation of mini me

cw: smut

word count: 4.2k words

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~friday night~

“you got everything? his ps5, his books, his snacks, his-” “they got it all mama calm down. and even if they didn’t have something i’m sure my little man gon be able to make due wit what he got.” your parents laughed at the small interaction between you and your husband. you’ve had to have brought omari here for at least a hundred weekends since he was born and you still did the same thing. getting all worried as if your parents weren’t doing this for way longer than you.

“i’m a big boy momma. i can handle myself, right dad?” your son looked up at his father for approval which he happily gave. “of course you can peanut your momma jus be overthinkin.” ony chuckled as he wrapped his arm around your waist. “we not gon take any more of your time. see y’all sunday night.” the two of you gave your parents hugs before making your way back to the car. as ony drove home you felt his hand slowly begin to creep up your thigh.

the comfortably silent air was quickly being filled with lust as your husband began rubbing your pussy through your leggings. "you so needy papa. we just dropped our son off." you sighed as ony's ministrations became rougher. "m'always needy when it comes to my fine ass wife. you gon let me play wit you tonight?" the steadiness of your breathing was breaking as you watched his hand slide into your waistband, thick fingers caressing your clit through your underwear.

moans began flying from your mouth, egging your husband on as he continued driving the two of you home. "y'hear me ma? you gon let daddy tear that pussy up when we get to the house?" you choked on your tongue as ony's fingers breached your entrance. fucking you deep as you began to grind your hips down on them. "mm...mhmm" "nah lemme her you speak. repeat what i said baby" his fingers stagnant inside of you. making you whine before letting go of the breath you didn't know you were even holding.

"ima...ima let daddy t-tear this p-pussy up shittt" ony smiled at your obedience. "good fuckin girl" his thick fingers moved quickly, digging deep into you as his thumb caressed your pink pearl. you didn't even notice you were home since your eyes were squeezed shut. all of your focus stuck to the pending orgasm that you were trying to obtain. "cmon baby. i feel it just let it g-....fuckkk there you go mama." ony talked you through your orgasm as you began wetting up his hand as well as the passenger seat with your release.

you shook in overstimulation as his thick fingers continued their movements on your sensitive pussy before he felt that it was time to give you a break. removing his hand from your pants before licking his fingers clean of your juices. brown eyes locked with yours as you watching his pink muscle outstretch under his fingers. arousal already started to pool into your underwear as you listened to the groans that came deep from your husbands chest.

the taste of you causing a tent to form in his hands as he moved his fingers towards your mouth now. watching your small tongue lick and suck what was left of you off of him. "this gon be a long weekend mama."

~the next morning~

you were woken by the smell of french toast. getting out of bed in nothing but ony's tee shirt before slipping on some fuzzy slides and starting your short journey to the kitchen. your husband was focused on cooking, to busy singing lauryn hill to notice you leaning on the kitchen island while staring at the scratches on his broad back. "no matter how i think we grow you always seem to let me know. it aint workinnnnn! it aint wor- FUCK y/n! scared the shit outta me."

you giggled as ony caught his breath, fists up in a fighting stance as he inhaled and exhaled quickly to calm himself down. "sorry boo. you seemed into it and ian wanna mess up your flow." you smiled and he mirrored you. both of you giving each other looks of love before ony turned around to lower to heat on the stove. he turned back to you and slid his hands on your waist.

his hands massaged the fat of your hips while he spoke. "good morning beautiful. you slept good?" morning voice still apparent as he looked down at your curvaceous figure in his tee shirt. "mhmm. slept like a baby, you?" ony ignored you. large hands suddenly gripping your waist before lifting you to sit on the island. you were used to this type of behavior. smiling as he brought his lips to yours. his tongue lightly caressed yours as his hands roamed your back.

the kiss got sloppier the longer the two of you stayed connected. making wetness pool in your panties. at the same time you felt ony's erection begin poking your thigh. before his hands could move, you hopped down from the table. bending to your knees as you pulled his pajama pants down just enough so his dick can spring free. it bobbed up and down, precum dribbling from the tip before you flattened your tongue and licked it up.

"mmm damn girl" a shiver ran down ony's spine as he watched you work. pink tongue swirling around his tip, small hand gripping the base as you repeatedly slapped his dick on your tongue. "you so nasty baby fuck" you took him into your mouth, working your way down until your nose touched his stubble. you continued the action over and over again. sucking him all over before paying more attention to his tip. head bopping as your hands worked his shaft.

"ohmygoddd" ony's grip on the edge of the table was tight, knuckles almost turning white as he tried to refrain from bucking into your mouth. he was trying to be good for you, but once he felt your fingers being caressing the flesh of his balls he lost it. "w-where you want it mama. f-fuck ima cum. im boutta fucking cum." your eyes shot up to his face. brows furrowed as his eyes were rolling in pleasure. his arms were flexing so hard that you could see his veins protruding from his bicep.

you kept sucking. head bobbing faster as you sucked even harder on his tip. your other hand gave his balls an occasional squeeze as ony moaned professions of love to you from above. "ooouuu fuck y/n i love you so much....make me wanna give you another baby....make me wanna...fuck ion even know i just wanna give you everything." you felt him twitch in your mouth, signaling to you he was going to cum. you released his dick with a pop as you stroked him quickly with one hand.

"don't want nun but your cum right now daddy. can you give me that?" his head nodded quickly, eyes still squeezed shut as ony threw his head back. "look at me baby. wanna see you." you moaned, hungry to see his reaction. the two of you locked eyes as you began squeezing him tighter. pink tongue lolled out of your mouth as you waited for his release. ony watched as his cum coated your cheeks, painting your face before you angled him just right. letting his kids slide down your tongue before disappearing down your throat.

"thank you daddy" you looked like a beautiful mess. cum sliding down your cheeks as you ony lifted you off the ground. hands on your ass as he kissed you deeply on the lips. "you always make me feel so good." a moan flew from your mouth as you felt his still hard dick slide fully into your soaked pussy. "my turn now mama.”

~that night~

"my jumper so tuff these niggas really can't guard me" ony yelled into his mic as he played 2k with connie. this was not how your night was supposed to be going. it was your last night of freedom before your beautiful bundle of joy came back tomorrow night and your husband was wasting it on a video game. "he's shitty look at his handlessss. con why you always got me online wit trashh?" you heard connies chuckles through his not so quiet headset.

"man fuck these bums where my nephew at?" ony massaged your feet as they laid on his lap. "he wit his nana and pop pop. me and the misses needed some time alone." you rolled your eyes. he talking about needing time alone with you, but on the game with connie. how that work? you started rubbing your feet on his lap, lightly grazing his print a couple of times before your movements were halted by his strong hand.

"one more game mama" he mouthed to you for the umpteenth time tonight. you believed it the first couple of times, but at this point you new it was complete bullshit. if you wanted attention you were going to have to take it. you quietly walked to your room, smiling to yourself as you looked in your closet for the purple lingerie set he bought you last week. it was about time you put that cart to good use. after you slipped the purple fabric on your brown skin you went towards ony's dresser.

his top drawer was designated for the 'supplies' you sometimes used during sex. you instantly reached for the black fuzzy cuffs before looking at some of the other new items delivered from your cart. "ill save em for another day." you thought before hopping into bed and grabbing your phone. you snapped picture after picture. posing in different positions that you knew he'd love while also taking some that'll leave him begging for more.

the last one being of you sitting on your knees. camera only showing you from the neck down as the cuffs laid in between your thick thighs. you sent all of the pictures, giving him a little message at the end. meanwhile, ony was still on the game. cursing and laughing with connie until he seen your name pop of on his screen.

baby muva💍

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your husband mindlessly opened your message, jaw dropping as he looked at each of the seductive pictures. "god damn" he mumbled, not noticing that his mic was still on while he kept talking about how beautiful your body looked. "look at that ass" before he could speak again, another message popped up from you.

baby muva💍

come play💜

ony ignored the sentences of confusion connie was throwing his way, cutting his game short so he can get to you. "man if you over there fucking while we supposed to be playing the game ima throw the fuck u-" "man i gotta go" "wha-" and with that your husband turned off his playstation completely before quickly making his way to the room. dick already hard and throbbing in his sweats as he opened the door to see you laying in the bed in all your glory.

ass on full display as you laid facing away from him while quietly playing with the fur of the cuffs in your hands. before his hand could caress the flesh of your ass you slowly began to turn around. sitting on your knees at the edge of the bed as you looked up at your man. "this what you want mama?" his deep voice caused a shiver to run down your spine as your pussy pooled with slick. you nodded your head, lifting the cuffs in your hands for him to take.

"unt uh pretty talk t'me. is this what you want?" the confidence from earlier seeping out of you as you looked down at your knees. "y-yea" ony smiled at your shyness. no matter how bold you are in the messages or how long the two of you have been together, he can always bring you back to the shy girl you were when he first met you. "okay...lay on your back f'me" your body moved instantly, following his command as if it was second nature. on instinct, your legs were spread as you watched ony remove his sweatpants.

he was already fully hard from your pictures and the sight of his thick print raised your arousal towards him. his briefs were stretched at the crotch due to his girthy dick fighting the restraining fabric. he bent down, face so close to your core that you could feel every breath he took. "gimme your hands baby" he had his hands open at your sides, but you didn't notice this while you put your hands in between your legs, eager to be bound by the cuffs. ony chuckled at your excitement, moving each of your hands to your hips where he held them in his.

"not yet you little freak" your eyes wandered to the ceiling as embarrassment made it's way into your mind. the feeling quickly being pushed out by pleasure as his long tongue licked a stripe up your pussy through your panties. your arms moved on instinct to rub his head at the pleasure, but they were stuck to the bed by ony's much longer ones. "hold still f'me mama. let daddy make you feel good" with that he began sloppily making out with your pussy through your panties.

the roughness of the fabric stimulated your clit as ony nodded his head up and down. "aaaughh fuck fuckkk" you cursed into the air as your back arched off the bed. you husband became impatient, quickly letting go of your hands before ripping your brand new lingerie at the crotch. you looked at him in annoyance, but his next words shut you up completely. "i bought it. i can rip it if i want." with that he quickly attached his lips to your clit. sucking on the bud as he fingered you with two of his this fingers.

middle and index fingers digging deep into you as his tongue danced over your clit. your hands flew two his head. caressing him through his suede durag as you bucked your hips up into his mouth. you were so needy for him and it only fueled him to lick you faster, fingers hitting that spongy spot inside of you. "o-ohh....oh my god baby pleaseee" you began to grind your pussy onto his handsome face. hands moving his head deeper onto your clit as you rubbed up and down his face.

ony let you use him, watching you through his lashed as your head flew back. you were going to cum soon, but he wanted you to wait. he wanted you to be a good girl and only cum on his dick tonight. so he did what any other good husband would do when their wife was on the edge of release, he moved. pretty brow eyes slowly opening as you whined at his behavior. "n-nooo m'close daddy. so close" you moaned, but your pleading fell on deaf ears. his hand outstretched onto your hip before turning you on your stomach.

you immediately got into your arch as you waited for the sting go his dick. "hands mama" you held your hands behind your back, letting your husband bound your wrists with the cuffs before giving your ass a light slap. "you ready?" you wiggled your ass, juices dripping from your pussy to the bed as you gave him a show. "yeaaa. you ready" ony pulled his dick from his briefs, slowly sinking his tip into your tight entrance. you mewled at the girth of him as he kept sliding into you until his hips met your ass. he grinded his hips in circles inside of you, making your hands open as you outstretched your arm to push him out.

his hands quickly grabbed the chain of the cuffs, pinning your hands to your back as he began pounding you into the mattress. "you can take it. my good girl always takes it, right?" the air was filled with moans from your mouth and wet slaps from your reconnecting bodies. the sting quickly being replaced with pleasure as you poked your ass out for you to take more of him. ony smirked as he figured now would be the good time to pull a little out. he fucked you with half of his dick, purposely stopping right in front of your g spot so you couldn't get the stimulation you desired.

"d-daddy pleaseee. i want ittt" you whined as you tried to fuck your hips back onto him, yearning for the much needed release. "you want it ma?" you continued to move your hips onto him, but he just kept moving further and further away from where you needed him most. "mhmm want it s-so bad" ony loved when you whined for him. he could almost feel your tears falling onto the sheets as you continued your desperate movements. he continued his teasing for a couple more minutes before giving you one big thrust.

dick kissing your cervix as he stayed stagnant inside of you. the moan that flew from your mouth was pornographic as ony started roughly thrusting into you. using his grip on your cuffs to keep pulling you back onto his dick. he fed you deep strokes as he watched you constantly clench and unclench your fists. "aauughhh o-o-ohhh daddy yesss" you screamed as you felt ony angle his hips downwards. dick deep in your tummy as you continued throwing it back for him. meeting his hips on every thrust to make him feel just as good as you.

"such a good girl. takin this dick like i know you can" his praise went straight to your core, making you gush all over his dick. your added wetness pushed your husband closer to his orgasm as he watched your ass constantly bounce on his abdomen. "feel so good papa. wanna have your baby." a smirk crept onto his face at your words. "want daddy t'give you another baby? want another little rugrat running around in here? maybe this time ill give you that daughter you been dreaming about huh?"

ony continued speaking of the family he knew you wanted. a bunch of kids running around while the two of you lived happily ever after. just the thought of it made him want to cum deep inside of you even more. "daddy gon give you that baby...jus try to take it okay?" you nodded your head in compliance, not really knowing what you were getting yourself into. ony held both of your cuffed hands in one of his. "just squeeze my hand mama"

you didn't get the chance to speak before he took is other hand and pushed your back down, thrusting into you so deep that you felt a the bulge in your stomach lightly brush against your sheets. he put so much strength behind his thrust that your body would've been inching up the bed from the force if he weren't holding your hands. "ohmygod ohmygod ohmygo-oddd" your hands held a death grip onto his much larger one. trying your best to keep yourself from screaming from the top of your lungs.

"throw dat shit back mama. work for dis nut" you tried your best to obey his command as he still had his hand pushed down on your back. you gave his palm a tight squeeze before you tried fucking him back. loud slaps ricocheted off the walls are the two of you worked together for your orgasms. ony felt your walls begin to clench tighter around him, signaling to him that you were about to cum. "uhh huh. i feel it...let daddy have it baby." you shook under him as your orgasm rolled through you, thick cream surrounding his base as you tried to slump your body on the bed.

"ian finish yet pretty. just a little more and we done aight?" you were too in a daze to understand, but the feeling of his dick pulling out against your sensitive walls made you whine into the mattress. "it's t-to much da" "no no no no. s'never too much for my baby. you can take just a little more, can't you ma?....for me?" every time ony used his soft voice with you, any defiance you had would drift away. and that is exactly what was happening now. he smiled as he watched you kept your arch for him.

hands squeezed around his tightly as you put your pussy on full display for him to finish. "d-dont be too r-rough okay?" your husband took your plea into consideration before sitting with his back against the headboard. he helped you maneuver yourself on top of him, pretty brown eyes facing his chest before he slipped himself back inside of you. "cmon mama. ride this dick f'me" he kept on hand on your cuffs behind you to keep you from falling forward, before bouncing you on to him a couple times with his other hand. "just a little more baby. help daddy feel good"

you eventually took control and started bouncing on your own, snatching groans from him as you matched him with whiney moans. "so sexy mama" ony watched your perky brown breasts move with every bounce, his fingers running along your tattooed chest. pretty red ink being smoothly caressed by the name it spelled. you were a sight, but so was he. much more inked chest breathing heavily as you looked at the different pieces of art that represented you and your little family. your name on his left pec as your sons name sat on his shoulder. "i love you" you mindlessly moaned out.

ony chuckled at your fucked out state, watching your eyes lose focus every once in awhile while you fucked yourself dumb on his big dick. "and i love you, my beautiful wife" your release was on the tip of your tongue. ass bouncing with more energy as you chased your pending orgasm. ony fucked you back from below, feeling that same edge you do as he latched his mouth onto your nipple. groaning at the taste of you as he held your hip and grinded you down onto his dick. "o-oh fuck m'cumin daddy" your release poured out of you, cream trickling down your husbands dick as you threw your head back in ecstasy. drool pooling past your lips as it dribbled down onto the sheets. your cum worked as an extra lubricant as ony's dick slid in and out of you at a quick pace.

"m'here mama. fuck m'cumin." his orgasm came quickly, hot spurts of cum shooting deep into your walls as he gave you one final hard thrust. your mouth opened in a silent moan as you felt his warm seed travel through you before spilling out after he pulled out. ony removed the cuffs from your wrists before lightly laying you on the bed. he knew you didn't have any energy to move, so he removed your lingerie for you and replaced it with his shirt before tucking you into bed. "gon head to sleep pretty i’ll clean all this up." and with that you dozed off to sleep.

~sunday~

when you woke up you immediately felt your lower half screaming as you got up to go pee. the limp in your walk made ony snicker from the couch, book in hand as his glasses hung low on his nose. your eyes shot to his face, giving him a mean mug that caused him to quickly turn back to his book. you finished your business in the restroom before limping your way to the couch. plopping next to your husband before leaning your head onto his lap. "slept good?" he mumbled. "like a baby" you replied. the two of you sat in a comfortable silence until his phone began to ring.

"hello?....good morning momma everything good over there?...yea of course i can get em a little early...mhmm....aight im getting ready now." ony wasted no time lifting you up and brining you back to bed before going to the closet for a hoodie to throw on. "gotta get my mini me from your moms crib. said he miss his mommy." you went to take the blanket off of you so you can get dressed, but ony stopped you. "rest mama. daddy got it." his deep voice sat you right back down before he gave you a sloppy kiss on the lips.

hand lightly squeezing your neck before he disconnected his lips from yours. "behave in here while m'gone. don't want you leaving this bed until you've properly rested, you heard?" you nodded your head before your husband gave you another quick kiss before heading out the door.

it didn't take long for him to return with your son. the both of them walking into your room together. "mommyyyy!!" omari's face lit up before he ran towards your side of the bed and gave you a tight hug. "missed you momma" he mumbled into your chest as you rubbed the back of his durag covered head. why did this boy act so much like his dad? "missed you more baby m'glad you're finally home." ony gave you a kiss on the forehead before omari started talking again. "dad told me about how you hurt your leg so i don't want you to get out of bed either okay?"

you give your husband a pointed look, his eyes wandering around to the room as he rubbed the back of his neck. guilty. "okay baby. how about you go unpack your bag and get yourself situated." omari nodded before exiting the room. leaving you there to lecture your loud mouthed lover. "now why-" "because ion want you leaving the bed, and now neither do he. now gimme a kiss so i can go play video games wit my son." his lips puckered in front of yours, eyes closed like a child as he waited for you to kiss him back.

you rolled your eyes, eventually giving in and giving your husband a loving kiss before he turned around to go check on his twin. "love you mama, check your drawer" and with that he left the room. confusion showed on your face as you raised your eyebrows at your bedside drawer. what could be in there? as you opened it you were shocked to see two things. a plan b pill and a pregnancy test. each covered with a sticky note. one reading 'maybe later on' while the other read 'im ready to try'.

you sat in your bed holding both boxes before putting one back in the drawer. you knew you had to wait a couple weeks before you could truly know, but something in your gut told you that this was the right decision. you were ready to try.

[coolcyan3]

love you better

summary: connie’s gotten sick of watching you hold back from getting full happiness, so he handled it.

(i do not speak spanish, but i’m trying my best. plss don’t kill me yall)

cw: cheating, readers dad is a deadbeat…

word count: 1.3k

(ay coño/oh fuck. el muchacho es un jablador/the boy is a liar. mamagüevo/cock-sucker. no me estés divariando, respóndeme la pregunta/stop talking gibberish, answer the question)

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“ay coño. you keep ridin my dick like that and ima have t’marry you ‘kay?” connie moaned, heavy hand repeatedly squeezing and slapping your ass as you continued to ride him in reverse. your hands wrapped firmly around his ankles as you worked your body in ways he loved. on late nights like this one it was normal for the two of you to smoke each other out and make each other feel good, letting the good vibes of the day carry on into the night.

“m’cummin again pa” you quietly breathed out as you began to bounce your ass harder, tattood hands spreading you open to get a better view of the sin being committed by the two of you. “give it t’me mama. let papi have it” connie groaned before throwing his head back in the pillows. the way your ass moved on his dick was heavenly as your walls continued to get wetter and wetter around him. there was nothing that could possibly make this moment any more perfect.

*ring ring* the sound of your phone snatched him out of his bliss, making a mean mug appear before he snatched it from its spot next to him. “j-jus leave it da fuck m’so close” you continued your ministrations, oblivious to the evil grin the man behind you adorned as he looked at your phone. notification after notification from your ridiculously toxic boyfriend. connies been telling you to leave him, but there was always an excuse. “he was all i had at one point” “my family loves him and ion wanna upset them” “he said she was just his best friend”. you always had an excuse for this dickheads actions, letting him slide for shit like forgetting your anniversary all the way to blatantly cheating on you with his “girl best friend” which made him want to beat his ass.

you felt that you were no better, given your situation, so you chose to just stay and bare with it to keep up this stupid appearance for your family. your mom used to be with a man like connie and look where it got her. raising you as a single mother, trying her hardest to keep you far away from men like your father so you didn’t end up just like her. when you first brought your boyfriend home she was so happy, as were the rest of your family. you knew connie was different though. he gave you a happiness your boyfriend could never bring you. catering not only to your body, but your heart and soul as well. he was who you knew you should be with in the end, but your family would never accept him because of his lifestyle.

you were terrified about how your family would look at you if they found out you’ve switched out being with the golden, grade a student to fornicate with the big bad “thug” from the other side of town. “el muchacho es un jablador, mami. he don’t deserve you.” connie said before grabbing a blunt from the bedside table, putting fire to it as it sat between his pretty lips. “you know how my family is. they not..fuck..not fond of men like y-you” he rolled his eyes, giving you a rough snap of his hips to make you lose your balance.

a pretty cry flew from your lips, hands squeezing around his ankles while making a sly smirk appear on his face. “men like me huh?” he mimicked you. before he could add on to it, he was interrupted by your phone ringing again. ‘must be a sign to handle this shit once and for all’ connie thought before quietly picking it up and laying it down on the bed next to him. you were of course oblivious to this as you let him maneuver you into the backshot position. he grabbed the phone with one hand, placing it at his ear while he pushed your back down with his other hand. “m’not helping you ma, throw that shit back and work for this nut.” you quickly listened to his demand while he continued on the phone. “yo?….yea she here man. lil busy tho but she present” a chuckle rumbled from his chest as he listened to your frustrated boyfriend on the other line. “don’t worry about why i got her phone mamagüevo. just be glad she safe and feeling good”

you were so busy fucking your self on his dick that you didn’t even recognize that he was talking to your boyfriend on the phone. pretty whines falling from your lips as you continued to move your ass back and forth on his long dick. you reached back for connie and all he did was laugh at your weak attempt, pushing your back down to deepen your arch. all of your moans flew loose in the comfort of his room. “please help j-jus a little bit. like when you hit my spot daddy” you clenched around him, continuing to move your hips just how he likes so he could fold. connie could never get enough of you. and he knew you were just as in love and crazy for him. he’ll be damned if he had to spend another night listening to you cry and blame yourself for the actions of a bitch like your “boyfriend”.

connie moved the phone towards your mouth. this was the end of your suffering. “yea? like when papi fuck you like this?” his hips began to move, dick touching you in a sweetest places while he smiled. listening to your pretty moans. “aauughh yesss jus like that papi shittt” your wetness began to spread all over him, strings of your previous releases connecting the two of you with wet squelches. “uhh huh. let em hear you ma” let who here what? your brain finally starting working properly after you heard yelling coming from somewhere.

“you not furreal…you cheating on me bro?!” you whipped your head around in horror. connie just continued to fuck you with a proud look on his face. feeding you deep strokes as he held the phone in front of your face. “i-i..” he rolled his eyes before snapping his hips into you harder. your scream was pornographic as you began to forget all about your boyfriend on the phone. “ughh ‘i-i’….no me estés divariando, respóndeme la pregunta, mami.”

his heavy hand landed on your ass, bringing you back to reality before you continued with your previously forgotten sentence. “ion think t-this gon work out shittt” you spoke as normal as you could, but it wasn’t normal enough. you could basically feel the anger coming from your phone as your now ex boyfriend threw curses and insults your way. “you dirty bitch. you think your family gon be proud after they find out you gave up being wit me for some thug’s dick?” while he spoke connie kissed up your back, stopping at your neck before whispering dirty words to you.

“you like this ‘thug’ dick don’t you girl? like when daddy makes you feel good and gives you what you want?” he deepened his strokes, laying one hand flat on the bed next to you while his other continued to hold the phone speaker towards your ear. “i-i love him and my family gon have to…fuckk… have to accept it or they gon end up jus l-like you, cut off.” your words surprised connie, making his dick even harder before kissing and sucking behind your ear and neck. “y-you need me…you a sad, boring ass bitch. he’ll never be me. fatherless, selfish ass bitch” he mumbled the last sentence, but connie still heard him. he was trying his hardest to hurt you with his words, but there’s no way in hell connie was letting that happen. chuckling while moving the phone from your face before taking it off speaker and holding it to his ear.

“i’m her daddy now bitch”

[coolcyan3]

[coolcyan3]

The men of jjk want to know why Gojo is so annoying when it comes to his little fling…

· · “How Bout’ I Cum All On Your D1ck and Then I Lick It Off” · ·

･˳ . ⋆ Featuring Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Fushiguro Toji, Higuruma Hiromi, Nanami Kento, Shiu Kong, Choso Kamo, Sukuna x Bimbo!Fem reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings: smut, anal, Cum swallowing, body fluid( squirting, spitting), spit roasting, hint at poly at the end, double penetration( two dicks), cervix kissing, dacryphillia, rough sex, degradation, everyone taking turns fucking you, fucked dumb, chubby reader hints, doggystyle, standing fucking, full nelson, standing doggystyle, fucking in vehicles and other places, big exhibition, Voyuerism, mating press, cheating reader( kinda), bukkake at the end, black coded reader, oral, pet names( doll, sweet doll, Angel, etc.), fucking in a mirror, double penetration again, group sex, Shiu Kong is the man who paid Toji for a** assination , jjk au/ not canon, heavy degradation, praise ofc, minor foot job at the end, overall nasty shit, tell me if I’m missing something please

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18+, Minors do not interact

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆ Gojo Satoru: in the car + riding

You missed Gojo so much. His job has been keeping you away from him so when you get the opportunity to see him, it’s unfortunate and fortunate that you have to see him only in his car outside of the building he owns since it’s his lunch break. He was supposed to be eating lunch with you but instead he’s digging inside of your pussy like a man who’s getting his first lick of pussy and what it feels like inside and out. “ Mmgh fuck, please slo-slow down sato’!” Your voice was going horse from the screaming he was causing from the rapid motion of his hips snapping into yours.

Gojo balls were hitting your ass as he moved inside of you and he relished in the feeling of his heavy dick inside of you, “ nuh- uh, baby I can’t, been missing this pussy this entire week. I haven’t been able to talk to you as much as I want to, kiss you, touch you, and fuck you like I want— lemme , fuck! You’re squeezing me so tightly just like when you were a fucking virgin.” His mouth opened in a silent moan as your ass slapped down on his thighs whilst your pussy gripped his cock like you’ve wanted to plant him there forever in your little garden of a pussy.

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ALLL this talk bout Hobie

Yet I see no Hobie DICK and SMUT

Maybe not what my homegirl mirah did wit the ceiling fucking😭😭 but something with black reader and Hobie goin at it @privateparty3

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 ✣﹕𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆﹕✣ ft. hobie brown

 ꕀ content warning — blackf!reader, black-coded, oral sex, praising kink, creampie, pet names, i'll edit later i just really wanted to post. update: i’m not editing i alr have 1k notes lmao.

 ꕀ mara's note .ᐟ — this is my first time writing about hobie so don't do me.. anyways, this is dedicated to my sweet angels @slutsukio @killxio & @cumbermovel ᰔ

as you watched the new season of never have i ever from the comfort of your bed, persistent knocking on your window echoed throughout the room. without even directing your attention to the shadow in the window, you immediately knew it was your boyfriend, hobie.

"you know, i have a front door for a reason, love."

"i know, but what's the fun in that, sweetheart?" he beamed you a smile revealing his perfect pearly whites and a spikey smiley piercing above them.

"whatever makes you happy, babe." you giggled while unlocking the window to give him access to your champagne toast candle-scented and dimly lit bedroom.

"i missed you a lot, bee." you gestured for him to enter and he climbed inside, ducking to avoid hitting his head due to his extreme height.

your boyfriend was dressed in the adorable badtz maru pajama pants you got him for christmas and a random band tee from decades ago. he dropped his tote bag adjacent to your bed and scrubbed off his black crocs.

"i missed ya 'n your absolutely leng face, love."

his heavy body walks toward you, steps creaking the floor as he quickly plants two kisses on your cheek making a loud mwah sound. he got himself comfortable fast by plopping down on your mattress, crossing his legs, and supporting his head with his arms underneath.

"i stopped by 'ere earlier, seems you weren't home."

"i was busy," you said with a hint of thrill in your tone while closing the window that allowed a chill breeze into the room. the cold air sending goosebumps down your exposed body since you were only dressed in baby pink panties and an oversized kuromi tee.

"busy, yeah? wif what exactly?"

“earlier, i did a thing." you mischievously smiled, joining him on the bed and sitting at the edge with your legs crisscrossed.

"a thing?" he reiterated while smirking, cocking one of his eyebrows up in interest. “do i wanna know?”

you nodded, crawling up the bed and positioning yourself onto his lap, straddling him with your thick thighs. he slid his smooth hands across your bare skin, resting them on your ass and giving it a tight squeeze. you shivered from feeling the coldness of his silver rings all over his fingers graze against your ass. “but you have to close your eyes."

"ah, why? i wanna be able to see your beautiful face." he curled his lips into a playful pout. "that's why i came over darlin'."

"it's just for a second. i want it to be a surprise, pleaseee?”

"alright, alright fine, anythin' for you, love.”

“but make it snappy, yeah? there’s somethin’ i need to handle after this.” hobie’s voice softened and you could feel his stiff cock slowly growing underneath your body. he shifted uncomfortably, pushing his hips up and aiming is dick right in the center of your lacy panties, desperate for the friction to satisfy himself.

"and what's that?" you titled your head a bit and grinned, moving a little closer to his face.

"you.” he spoke faintly and a low chuckle left his lips once he felt your heart rate speed up. hobie's pet names for you dripped off of his tongue were laced with an addictive substance, you never got tired of hearing them.

"we'll kill two birds with one stone then."

“what’d you mean by th—”

"no more questions, now eyes closed," you cut him off and said firmly. he raised one eyebrow slightly and stared at you with a puzzled look. soon after, his brown eyes disappeared behind his fluttery eyelids

you relocated to the edge of the bed, adjusting yourself to be in between his legs like you were a predator about to pounce on your prey. you slipped his pajama pants down just enough to reveal his well structured v-line and the top of his long shaft.

“i see we’re rocking no underwear tonight.” you giggled.

"y'know, giving me head was at the bottom of my guesses for a surprise, but it definitely did not disappoint.” he chuckled and opened his eyes, not wanting to miss the pretty sight of you on his cock.

you pulled down his pajamas even more and his thick, un-cut, and well-trimmed cock sprung out, already leaking out sticky pre-cum. you took a second to admire how pretty his dick was with your acrylics wrapped around it. he was so big, you had to hold him in both of your tiny hands.

he stared with glimmering eyes like he was in a daze from watching you trail up and down his shaft with the tip of your slimy tongue, the cold metal from your tongue piercing felt like ice to his sensitive spot. his breath immediately hitched from the cold feeling.

“f-fuck. wait wait wait.. that's different."

"what is that you got? it's fuckin' wicked, doll."

you briefly released your mouth from his cock, a string of your saliva still attached. you held out your tongue and on the very tip, a shiny silver bar protruded through your tongue with two hot pink balls on both sides.

"i liked the way yours felt on me, so i wanted to return the favor." you stared up at him with your soft doe eyes, a sly grin appearing on your face.

hobie was speechless for a second, all he could do was stare at you as you continued to take his shaft into your mouth. he muttered under his breath in sheer astonishment.

"you naughty lil’ girl."

taking hobie's full length down your warm throat, happily gagging as his tip hits the dangly piece in the back of your throat. your vision became blurry since your eyes were glossy and full of built-up tears. a single one fell down your cheek and he wiped it aside, caressing your flushed cheeks as you continued to suck him dry.

he bit down on his puffy plump lip, coating it in a sheer layer of saliva as you bobbled up and down on his cock. the room echoed with sloppy lewd sounds of slurping, spit running down your chin and creating a pool of saliva dripping down his balls. you were such a sloppy eater—you swallowed his dick like you had no manners.

"you're so fuckin' pretty with my dick in your mouth baby." he groaned, staring down at you in admiration with one of his veiny hands gripping a chunk of your faux soft locs. he used his free hand to hold onto your silk bedsheets like his life depended on it. you met his gaze and a tiny smile formed on your face from watching him squirm.

his dick was spasming under the wetness of your tongue while his moans and groans got louder. looking up at his face, you saw his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes shining down at you with need.

after five more minutes of straight gargling his whole dick n balls, with your jaw being close to locking, he carefully pulled you up to meet eye-to-eye with him. he sat up and propped himself up with some pillows and you were positioned back on his lap with your soaking panties on top of his bare dick.

while still catching your breath, you and hobie's lips interlocked and you swirled your tongue all around the perimeter of his mouth, both of your silver tongue jewelry making contact and creating a clanking aroma.

he trailed down your neck, planting wet peppered kisses on your boiling skin. the heat transferred to all of your body like wildfire. he gently wrapped his hand around your lower waist and forced you to arch your back, giving him a better angle.

he tugged your tee off in a quick pull, throwing it somewhere in the room, and watched your pierced titties drop out like he was hypnotized. he licked his lips before devouring each, one at a time. flicking his tongue on your deep brown areolas, reaching your nipples and sucking on them, feeling the cold metal warm up from his tongue.

after slobbering up and down your chest, he directed you to lie down on your stomach. placing a pillow underneath your hips to keep you elevated, making him able to go directly to your g-spot.

sliding your pretty pink panties to one side of your ass, revealing your sopping slit patiently waiting for his dick. "you ready, love?"

hobie angled his hips so that his spit-coated tip was resting on the top of your ass. pulling your panties to the side, he slipped two slim fingers inside of you with ease and curled them upwards, reaching for your sweet spot. he felt you tighten on his fingers and he palmed himself while he fantasized about switching the fingers for his dick. he lowly muttered to himself, “you’re so fuckin’ wet for me.”

you nodded while nibbling on your cotton candy lips and he slowly slid his dick inside of you, giving you time to adjust to his large length. gasping at his heavy dick stretching you out, you pulled a pillow from the top of the bed and stuffed your face into it. he hissed between his teeth when he felt how tight you were around his dick.

"h—hobie.." happy tears swarmed your eyes, you panted, clawing your nails into your sheets, your brows curling upwards while you bit down on your lip, merely drawing blood.

"you're doing so good for me, love. c'mon, i know you can take it."

hobie, balls deep inside of your pussy, effortlessly making you lay on your elbows and making your back arch. the room was filled with the sound of his sack making contact with your aching clit. he hums to himself at your soft mewls into your pillow as he gently spanks you with his free hand, caressing it after each smack.

he was never rough and aggressive with your body—he didn’t throw you around like a rag doll and do whatever he wanted with your body. with him, he didn't degrade you and call you those names either. whats better is that he knew exactly how you desired to be touched and talked to for the ultimate oorgasm.

it was never just sex—hobie made love to you. he was gentle with your body, he treated it like a delicate flower. he consistently made sure you finished, multiple times at that, before he even thought of doing it himself. he never skipped the most important part either, the coming down and aftercare.

your brown irises rolled to the back of your skull and the only audible words you were able to mutter were "h—hobie." and very whiny, "o—oh my goddd's." your french tip-painted toes curled up as he fucked you with the perfect contrast of pleasure and pain.

"turn around, love. i wanna see that pretty face of yours." he rasps in a low tone while moving all of your hair to one side and wrapping his slender fingers around your neck. he lifts one of his legs up, titling his body at an angle to reach deeper inside of your sopping cunt.

you whimpered and slowly you turned your head back to meet his lustful gaze. he thrusts in and out, in and out, and your pussy sang out many wet squelches. your whiny babbles and soft moans got louder as your pussy constricted around his dick, you could feel yourself getting closer to cumming but holding off for him.

"you wanna cum all over this dick, yeah?" he shakily says. he could tell you were close by the way your body trembled underneath him and your mouth was wide open, eyes rolling back to the depths of your skull.

"y—yes yes, please!" you cried out, your sweet and desperate mewls filling the air. he held onto you tight to keep you from running away from the urgent and precise thrusts that both of you had been wanting so bad.

"o—oh my goddd.. i'm cumming!" painting a sheer coat around his throbbing dick as the palm of your hand pressed against his abdomen, trying to push him away.

"that's it, love, get it all out." he praises as you come down from your orgasm, maintaining the same pace he brought you to your climax at. within seconds, he slows to a halt, and hobie's cock is pulsating and spilling stringy ropes of his cum, painting your inner walls completely white.

"that tongue piercing is absolutely beastly, doll."

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[coolcyan3]

ALLL this talk bout Hobie

Yet I see no Hobie DICK and SMUT

Maybe not what my homegirl mirah did wit the ceiling fucking😭😭 but something with black reader and Hobie goin at it @privateparty3

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remember: the black girls y’all called ratchet and ghetto and trashy for the big bamboo earrings, long braids, big necklaces, long acrylics in the early 00s were the footprint for the y2k fashion yall love so dearly. you’d be nothing without black girls

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Black women>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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I be refreshing tf out of my tags cause…😭😭need some new stories tf 💀

#connie x black reader #miguel x black!reader #miguel o'hara x black reader #hobie brown x black!reader #xchubby black reader #usopp x black reader #hobie brown x black reader #connie x black!reader

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ALLL this talk bout Hobie

Yet I see no Hobie DICK and SMUT

Maybe not what my homegirl mirah did wit the ceiling fucking😭😭 but something with black reader and Hobie goin at it @privateparty3

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Along Came A Spider…2099

Warnings-Sexual content, time travel, oral sex, rough sex, fang play, size kink, a lot of female receiving oral. Obsessive behavior…

(My Spanish isn’t great, so I did use google translate to help…)

Chapter 6- The Calm Before The Storm…

You feel someone gently shake you and you groan. “Five more minutes.” You pull the covers over your head and you hear a chuckle.

“Amor, you have to wake up, I let you sleep as long as possible but you still have to go to work.” Miguel says as he peels the covers back. “Mmm, no. Let them fire me I want to sleep. My bed feels too good right now.” You mutter as you scoot down the bed.

“I really wish I didn’t have to do this.” Miguel suddenly yanks the blanket off and with his webbing he makes it stick to the ceiling.

“No fair!” You whine as you feel the cold air hit your body. “Come on, chica sueño. I made you breakfast, and I know you don’t want to eat cold french toast.” He pats your thigh and you sit up pouting at him.

“I should call out.” You say as you slide out of bed and into your slippers. “You can, and then you can start your vacation early.” Miguel suggests. “You’re not h…helping.” You yawn as you shuffle out of your room.

“Good morning, T. Good Morning Miguel.” Erica says as she sits on the couch with Milo. “Morning.” You go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and get into the shower.

Miguel follows you and turns the shower on after he closes the door behind him. “Wait, weren’t you suppose to be at work an hour ago?” You ask as you strip off your over sized shirt and panties. “I had pulled some strings, so I’ll be going in later.” He says as he strips off his pajama bottoms and t shirt. You brush your teeth glancing at him in the mirror, and see his eyes watching your body as well.

You two then step into the shower and you let the water run on you for a moment to wake you up. “Let me.” Miguel washes your back and you give a happy sigh. “What about your other job? You can’t really pull strings with that.” You ask as he stands close behind you, massaging your hips.

“Well I don’t necessarily have to punch in for that job, that one pretty much starts as soon as I wake up.” He rubs your hips and starts to move to your front but you stop him.

“Miguel keep that up and I’ll be late getting to work.” You turn around and he was smiling. “I can always get you to work my way if you’re worried about being late.”

“No, don’t even think about it. Now let me wash your back.” He turns for you and you look down admiring his well toned ass. You give it a swat and he jerks. “Tommie.” He says in a warning tone. “What? It was there and I just wanted to tap it a little. I’m sorry, really let me wash your back.” You scrub his back and work your hands on his sides.

“Amor, what are you doing?” Miguel asks as you you peek up at him. “Nothing…” You move your hands to his front and he bites his bottom lip. “That’s not…nothing.” You stroke him as he closes his eyes. “I thought…you didn’t want to be late to work?” Miguel moans out. “Who says I’m going to finish?” You stop abruptly and clean your self up.

Miguel stands right behind you and he tugs your braids back so that you’re looking up at him. “You know I could have you right here, right now and make you late to work.”

“Mmm, I know. But you won’t. All because you love me and you wouldn’t do that to me.” He narrows his eyes at you and kisses your forehead. “I’ll remember this, mark my words. Te devolveré por eso.”

“I’m sure you will. Now come on, we need to get out and breakfast is getting cold.” You turn the water off and you grab a towel. As you bend over to grab your things, you see from the corner of your eye, that Miguel was watching you.

“Don’t even think about it, Mr O’Hara.” You get up and he was about to grab you but you move out of his way and you leave the bathroom. “Try getting ready without a towel.” You yell as you run to your bed room.

•••

It was a busy day at the office. Mr Stark had an important lunch meeting and that stressed you out. Because if one little thing went wrong, then it would be your fault.

If Mr Stark got a stain on his tie, it was your fault. If he order red wine by accident, knowing he likes white, then it was your fault. If he order his steak and it wasn’t medium rare? You got it, it was your fucking fault.

You had reserved the entire upper floor at Cherè, Mrs Stark’s favorite restaurant. He always took his clients there.

“Miss Valentine, please let me know when my client has arrived.” Mr Stark says as he checks his reflection in a cutting knife. “Absolutely sir.” You check your notes and you see his client is Mr. Anthony D’Angelo.

Hmm why does that last name sound familiar?

“Oh sir, before I go, I wanted to remind you that Mrs Stark will be coming by the office around four.” The coldness in his blue eyes seem to melt when you mention his wife.

“Good, uh, please go check with Bruce to see if Mr. D’Angelo is here.” You nod and turn on your heel. When you make it to the lower level, you walk over to Bruce, Mr Stark’s bodyguard.

“Hey Bruce.” You greet him. He turns and gives you a nod. “Hello Miss Valentine. Is the big man nervous?”

“You know he is, but after today I won’t have to worry about that level of stress. I will be sipping on a cocktail and getting fat from all the food I can stuff in my face.” That causes a laugh from Bruce which was rare but made you feel good.

“You enjoy your vacation. If anyone deserves one it’s you.”

“You too. I keep telling you to make sure you get some well R&R.” He nods. “I know, and I’ll be taking my wife to our cabin next month. You know she’s expecting soon.”

“She is! Congratulations to the both of you. So you know the sex yet?” He shakes his head. “My wife says I’m corny for not wanting to know but in all honesty, I just want the baby to be healthy. And I want to be the best dad I can be to my kid, you know.” You pat his shoulder. “You will be. Hey when you guys throw a baby shower let me know, I’ll be sure to send you some baby stuff.”

“Sure thing.” A sleek silver car pull up to the building and Bruce walks over to it. He opens the door and helps a woman get out. “Please let Mr Stark know that Mr. D’Angelo’s daughter is here for him instead.” Bruce says over his headset. You go to leave but you pause because now you know why that last name was familiar.

That’s Dana’s last name.

You leave in haste to let Mr Stark know about the change of plans and who he is having lunch with.

When she comes to the upper level Mr Stark stands and he looked flustered. “H..hello Miss D’Angelo.” He goes to shake her hand but Dana ignores it and kisses his cheek.

Mrs Stark isn’t going to like that.

He blushes and when he noticed you in the room he clears his throat. You gives a fake smile and you go to leave. However Dana stops you.

“You’re Miguel’s friend correct?”

“I’m his girlfriend and my name is Tommie.” You correct her. She looks you up and down which makes you annoyed. “I see he has a type. When this is over, how about we do lunch sometimes? No titles just friends.” She gives you a hand shake and you take it just to look good in front of your boss. “Maybe.” You tell her. “I’ll be sure to let your boss know when.” Before you can answer her she leaves and you hold in your sigh.

Why the fuck would you want to have a meal with Miguel’s ex? You think as you leave the room.

••••

After the lunch meeting, you were back at the office and you were typing a few emails for Mr Stark. You stop and hold the bridge of your nose. The lunch went well, so well that Mr Stark had mentioned how Dana had wanted to treat you to dinner when you get back from vacation.

And the shitty part of is if you try to turn it down, he will see it as you giving him a bad reputation.

“Maybe I can fake an illness or tell him I died.” You say as you sigh. You reach into your desk and you pull out a fruit snack and some trail mix.

You go to eat it but jump when you hear a knock on your window. You turn and see Spider-man. You quickly get up and open the window to let him in.

He crawls in and he stands in front of you. “What’s wrong amor?” He asks as he recedes his mask. “You know your ex pulled some strings and now I have to have a dinner with her when I get back from vacation?” He gives you a frown. “How did Dana do that?”

“She happens to be the daughter of Mr D’Angelo, a client that Mr Stark just made a partnership with. Do I need to worry about her? Other than worry about her perfect face.” You mutter.

“Princesa, you don’t need to worry about anything. Dana is just bitter because we went out on one date and I broke it off.”

“The way she makes it seem, is that you two were together for a while. And she makes it feel as if I’m just an obstacle.”

“Dana has…issues. Some she needs to get help for. It was only one date and that was it. And you are no obstacle. You are the love of my life, and hopefully you have at least twenty minutes to spare.”

“For you? Always.” You smile as you wrap your arms around his waist. He hugs you back and he looks over at your desk. “I see you’re eating well.” You groan because Miguel would prefer for you to eat a real meal.

“I’ll eat the food you made me.” You tell him. “Good, you’re still a growing lady.” He teases. “Listen, I am 5’5 when I’m wearing heels.”

“Sí, that is correct, but when they’re not on your feet you are only five feet.” You roll your eyes at his teasing and you let go and go grab the food he made.

As you lay your food out, a chicken salad sandwich, small cup of fruit, some crackers and a tumblr of your favorite drink, you watch Miguel as he looks at your desk.

“You don’t have any pictures of us on your desk.” He says to you. “Not true, remember when we went to the movies and we took those pictures in that booth? I have them on my desk.” You tell him.

“But you don’t have bigger pictures of us, I want Tony’s soul to be crushed when he sees us together.” You snort out a laugh. “You know you’re cute when you’re jealous.”

“No estoy celosa.” He says crossing his arms. “Yes you are jealous. And it is cute.” Miguel waves off your comments and he plucks a piece of fruit from you and eats it.

“So, do you know where you want to go for vacation?” He asks as you take a bite of your sandwich. “Mmm, I was thinking I’d stay home.” Miguel gives you a look. “Amor, why?”

“Because my stuff is there. You’re there. It’s home.”

“No, amor home is where you are. Now why do I have this feeling that you don’t want to leave for vacation because of me?”

You shake your head. “No, that’s not true.” It was in fact true. “Amor, look at me.” You look at the fruit cup as if it had all the secrets in the world. “Miss Valentine.” Miguel said in a soft voice. You look up and sigh.

“I just don’t want anything bad to happen while you’re with me. I would feel guilty if someone got hurt or worse because I have Nueva York’s Spider-man with me.” Miguel leans off of your desk and he gets behind your chair. “You do not have to worry about that. You only need to be concerned with bringing a bathing suit, some comfortable clothes and some sunscreen. Now I hope you don’t mind but I planned something special for you. We will leave tomorrow.”

You don’t argue, if anything you’re thankful to this man. “What did I do to deserve you?” You ask as you look up at him. “You’re just lucky I guess.” He says as he leans down and looks at your desktop. “What are you working on?”

“Mm, I am just writing up some paperwork that needs to be emailed within the next hour.” Miguel slides his hands over your throat and has your head leaning up as he gives you kisses along your jawline. “Mmm, so that means you have some time for me?”

“I always have time for you. But not in my office.” You tell him as you feel his hands roam over your breasts. “What, I was just giving you a shoulder massage.”

“On my breasts?” You point out. “They feel tense.” The both of you chuckle and he kisses your neck. “Amor, you deserve some fun while you’re on the clock. Do you not?” His fingers pinches your nipples gently and you give a nod.

“Miguel if someone walks in that door..” You warn. “Then I’ll handle it, you have a few minutes to spare. Let me have them.” He slides his hands under your blouse and bra and he cups your heavy breasts.

He gets on his knees and you undo you blouse and bra for him. “These, are so beautiful. Una verdadera obra de arte.” He sucks your left breast and you watch as you try to keep quiet. “Mmm do you like when I lick….and suck these beautiful breasts?” He asks as he sucks and licks. “I do, you know I do, Miguel.” He squeezes them and lets his fangs out.

He twirls his tongue across your nipple and he gently traces the veins on your breasts with his fangs.

You take his hand and you sucks his fingers, softly moaning as he locks eyes with you. “Mmm, my fingers are lucky. I wish you could suck something else right now. But I’ll behave. I’ll be good.” He says as he smacks his lips over your other breast.

“Maybe I can do that for you another time.” You say as you sucks his fingers and then let them go under your skirt. Miguel’s eyes dilate to the point where they were milky red.

“You are soaked, mi amor. You shouldn’t let these juices go to waste.” He leans down and he hiked up your skirt up to your waist. He moves your panties to the side and he places your thighs over his shoulders.

“Oh shit.” You moan out as you throw your head back. Miguel grunts as he sucks your lips and you grip his hair. “Baby, just like that.” You whisper as you play with your breasts.

A knock comes to the door and you straighten. “Ju-Just a minute!” You fix yourself and make sure Miguel was under your desk.

You pretend to be typing and your door opens. You grit your teeth because of course Tony would be bothering you. “Hey Tom-Tom.” Tony says as you peek from your desk top. “Hello T-Tony.” You bite your lip because Miguel was going back to eating you out under your desk.

“You look flustered. Or is it because I’m here.” He says with a sly grin. “Oh Tony, wh…what can I help you with?” You can feel Miguel glaring at you as he grips your thighs harder. He gives a nice suck to your clit and you breathe heavy through your nose.

“I was wondering if you were free tonight. Or are you still with that boyfriend of yours?” He says as he picks up the photo strip of you two. “Y..yes I am with hi-mm. Sorry. I’m a bit busy typing em…mails. Can you come back later?” You were gripping Miguel’s hair as he parts your lips and he continues to suck your clit like his life depended on it.

Tony looks at you and you try your best not to let him know what’s going on. He turns away for a second and you quickly hump Miguel’s face and nose.

You cough out a moan and Tony turns back almost catching you. “I guess I can leave you alone Tom-Tom. But just know if you ever want to go out with a real man. I’m here.” You nod, knowing if you speak it’ll be a moan.

He goes to leave but he turns back around. “And another thing.” He needs to fucking leave now! You scream in your head. Miguel lifts the hood of your clit back and this time you just lean your head on your desk because that feels so fucking good.

“Tony! Get out! I have p…p…paperwork!” You snap at him. “Alright I’m gone.” He closes the door shut and you lean back, fucking your boyfriends face under your desk. He looks angry, but he doesn’t stop licking. You lean your head back and bite your bottom lip as you come hard. He sucks up every drop and he gets up from under the desk.

Miguel was angry. Your legs felt like jello and you go to speak but he uses his hand and webs the door close so no one can get in and so you can’t get out.

“You liked that didn’t you? Stand up.” He tells you in a tone you’ve never heard before. You go to stand but it wasn’t fast enough for him. Miguel yanks you up and bends you over your desk. “You liked having that pathetic man watch you get eaten out didn’t you.”

“No I-” He palms your ass and he grinds his erection on you. “Don’t lie. Your pussy clenched. You like being watched don’t you? Well that’s too bad, no other man gets to watch you but me. Do you understand?” He swats your ass and you let out a moan. “Yes, baby.” You answer.

“A real man. He doesn’t know what the fuck a real man is.” He kicks your legs apart and he positions himself until he’s deep inside of you. You grip your desk and look back at him but he pushes your head back down. “No, you don’t get to watch me. Watch the door. If my webbing gives out, you have to be the look out. I bet you’d like it if that son of a bitch walked in watching you get fucked huh? Would you like that? Another man watching? Well that’s too bad, because you’re mine. Tu eres mia.” He holds your hips in place as he pounds into you.

And you take it. You take every inch of him. You let out a moan but Miguel covers your mouth and his lips were against your ear. “Careful, mi corazón. Someone might be outside of that door, listening. They might hear that you’re in your office, fucking Spider-Man. Fuck you just clenched. Oh you little pervert this turns you on.” He pounds and grinds into you and your eyes rolls back. You didn’t stand a chance to last long.

You moan against Miguel’s hand and your legs shake as you start to come. “Mmm, oh no. No hasta que tenga otro gusto.” He pulls out and he gets on his knees, sucking and tongue fucking you until you bite down on your lip and you come. He does one more lazy lick against your clit which makes you flinch.

You hear him get up and he pulls your skirt back down in place. He leans back over so that his lips are against your temple. “I’ll let you get back to those emails. And I think I’ll let Tony know he can’t have you.” He moves quickly and when you turn he was already gone out of the window.

You plop back down into your chair and you fan yourself. “I can’t wait for my vacation.” You say as you take a huge gulp of your juice.

••••

“You should tell me where we’re going.” You ask Miguel as he takes your luggage from you and puts it in his trunk. “Or, I can keep it as a surprise and you just relax.”

“Well then can you tell me what you did to Tony yesterday?” Miguel looks at you and he ignores that question. “Do you have everything?” You nod. “Oh, I don’t have a clue on where we’re going.” Miguel laughs at your comment and he closes the trunk. “Fine, princesa. I’ll give you a hint. The place we are going is going to be warm, the food is going to be flavorful and you will be so relaxed you might not want to come back home.”

“Then, what are we still doing here? Let’s go.” You kiss his cheek and you get into the passenger seat. Miguel shakes his head and he gets in the car.

As he drives you recline your seat back and look out the window. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay, Miguel?” You ask him. “Amor, the city will be here when we get back.”

“I know, I know. How about you humor me so I can relax. Tell me a story.” You look over at Miguel and you hold his hand. He kisses your knuckles and continues to drive. “Hmm, how about a tragic love story?”

“I’ll pass.” You say to him. “Oh come on, amor. It’ll be a good one I promise.”

“Alright, I guess.” Miguel takes a left turn and he was quiet for a moment. You look at him to make sure he was still going to tell the story and he seems to be just breathing.

“In a world much like this one, was a man. A very…cold hearted man. This man was…una bestia. A true monster, or at least that’s how he felt. He became a monster due to his lack of judgment and that started a rage inside of him. He pushed many people away. His family, his lover. He wanted to be alone. Day in and day out he would make sure the people around him were safe. But he would make sure they didn’t get too close to him. He took on the roll to keep the earth, and it’s problems safe. That was a burden he was willing to bare on his own and he was satisfied with that. Being alone…However, that all changed when he met a woman. He saw her for only a second. But that’s all it took. She was undoubtedly breathtaking. But he thought that he didn’t deserve her. So he made sure he stayed away from her. The fates…oh the fates have a funny way on making two people destined to be, still meet. He met her just by chance. He was driving home and as it started to pour down heavy rain he saw the woman waiting at a bus stop. She dropped something. He stopped his car and his legs moved before he even knew what he was doing. She dropped a bottle and it was rolling into the street. He caught it and even in the pouring rain she smiled at him. Causing his heart to beat hard in his chest. He had offered her a ride, and she gladly took it….”

The story was getting really good. So good that in your mind you could picture it.

“…It didn’t take long before he fell in love with her. It didn’t take long for his heart to beat just for her. The cold hearted man’s heart was no longer cold. Everything the man lacked, she made up for it. It was as if she was his heart. But in human form. When he came back after almost losing his life, he knew that she needed more from him. He was terrified about letting her into his other world, what if it was too much? What if it scared her away? But she assured him that if she had him, that they could face anything. And so, he married her. He married the love of his life and soon after they had a child, things were great. Whenever he came back to her he knew he was home….”

You look at Miguel and notice his face looked cold. Even the air in the car gave you goosebumps.

“But good things…beautiful things, they don’t last forever. There was a mission. A mission that only came to be, because two individuals took it upon themselves to disturb the natural order. They were undoing the balance of time to not just their world, but to multiple ones. He had to make sure their world was safe, not just for the people but for his wife and his son. He fought hard, he did his best and in the end it just wasn’t enough. Those two that had caused this problem. They ruined his life. He ran home. He ran to his family only to find his wife standing there with a sad smile. He went to touch her but she couldn’t be reached. She told him he did a good job, that she was proud of him. That she was happy to have him as her husband. He had told her that he could fix this, that they could have things back to the way things were. But she gave him that same smile he saw when they first met. She told him, to come find her. Wherever she is in the universe, she’ll be waiting for him. And like that, she blinked out of existence.” He went silent and you sit there waiting for more of the story but he just drives in silence.

“Miguel, don’t tell me that’s the end of the story? Come on what’s next?” He simply gives you a smile and keeps driving. “Miguel, baby don’t tease me. What happened next? Did he find her? Did he get things back to the way they were before? Please tell me they get their happy ending.” You ask sitting up in your seat. He simply looks at you and kisses your hand again. “How about I tell you the rest later. You go ahead and rest.”

“How am I suppose to rest after you told me a story like that? Okay, you were right that was good.” You lean lean over the back seat and grab a blanket. “I guess I can at least dream up a happy ending.” You say as you lay back in your seat.

“I’m sure you will. I’ll wake you when we get to the airport.” Miguel then turns on the radio and it plays soft jazz. You give a yawn and let your eyes close as your boyfriend drives the car calmly and smoothly.

The story he had told, for some reason it felt like something that could actually happen. But that’s impossible. It was just a story.

Right?

•••

The next morning you were laying in bed next to a sleeping Miguel. He had brought you to Black Coast Island. Which was beautiful.

The waters were clear and blue. The sand was white and warm. Even the locals were friendly. As you let your boyfriend sleep, you sneakily get out of bed and decide to roam the house.

Miguel had managed to rent out a house for the two of you and you wanted to explore it last night but you were too tired.

You face call Erica and she answered on the fifth ring. “Where you at, Miss finally taking a vacation.” Erica asks as you see she’s at work.

“Black Coast Island. Girl look at this.” You flip the camera and show her the back deck. “Oh hello! I didn’t know Miguel had money money. You think if I ask him for twenty dollars he’ll give it to me?”

“Erica, don’t start that.” You laugh and she joins in. “But in all seriousness. I’m happy for you! Have fun and bring me back some shells.”

“I got you.” She looks away from her screen and rolls her eyes. “T let me get off this phone. Mrs Loretta about to make me cuss her out. Mrs Loretta, don’t be rolling your eyes at me. I fight old ladies.” Erica hangs up and you place your phone down on the table in the kitchen.

You decide to make Miguel some breakfast before he wakes up and you search the kitchen. So far you found some eggs, some pancake mix and some Turkey sausage.

“This’ll do.” You get started grabbing a big pan and getting some butter. After a good twenty minutes you hear Miguel yawn. You feel his arms wrap around you and he rests his chin on top of your head. “Buen día, mi amor.”

“Good morning to you, baby. I hope you’re hungry. I made breakfast, and I made you some guava juice.” You hand him a glass and he takes a big gulp of it. “Mmm, this is good. But this is your vacation, shouldn’t you be relaxing?”

You place the last pancake on a plate and turn off the burner. “Miguel you spoil me all the time, let me do this. I’m kind of playing pretend here and playing house wife.”

“Mmm, Mrs Tommie O’Hara. I like the sound of that.” Miguel says as he pulls you onto his lap as he sits. “It does have a nice ring to it right? Now, what is on the itinerary for today?” You ask as you take a sip from his glass.

“Well I was thinking after breakfast, we could do a bit of sight seeing. Explore the beach, relax in the sand. Then later I have a couples massages scheduled and if you’re up for it, a candle light dinner.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to do all of that. Maybe we can even do a little bit of scuba diving?” Miguel nods. “Anything you want, it’s your vacation.” You squeal with joy. “This place is so nice, we have to come back and maybe we can bring friends?”

“Of course, but if we do, I’ll have to sneak away with you to have some private time.” Miguel says as he kisses your neck. “Mmm we will have plenty of private time, Miguel. I’ll make sure of that. Now let’s eat.” You get up from his lap and you go to fix his plate but he stops you.

“You sit. I’ll fix the plates.” You don’t argue, you just sit back down in your chair and wait to be served.

As the two of you eat breakfast, you see Miguel hand you the the butter without asking and you give a light chuckle. “What, amor?”

“It’s nothing. It’s just, sometimes I feel like we’ve done this before. And I don’t mean all the other times we’ve had breakfast together. I mean all of this. It’s almost like we’re a married couple. Or maybe this is all just déjà vu.”

“Déjà vu…right.” Miguel comments as he pours you some more juice. “Baby, I know this is random, but do you ever get the feeling that you and I know each other too well? It’s kind of scary.”

“How do you mean?”

“Well, for example. You know that when I crack the ice tray I always eat the small pieces that break off. Erica doesn’t even pick up on that. And we’ve known each other since high school.” Miguel shrugs. “I’m just very observant.”

“And I always know to pass you hot sauce when you eat your eggs…” You pass it automatically as if it’s a reflex to you. “You know I like to eat spicy food. We just understand each other that well better than other couples. Is that so wrong?” You shake your head. “No I guess not. It’s just funny to me. Anyways do you mind if I shower first?”

“Not at all amor. And don’t worry about the dishes. I’ll do them.” You nod and continue eating breakfast together. But there is this nagging feeling in the back of your mind. Something is there. Something that your natural eye isn’t seeing…

You had your rustic orange two piece bikini on and you felt very self conscious about it. It was high on the hips and your cheeks were definitely eating the back, making it look like a thong.

Maybe you should wear a shirt over it. Or a towel?

You step out outside and Miguel was gobsmacked. “Eres la definición de la belleza, a true gem, mi amor. Ay dios mío, let me get a good look at you.” He spun you around and he whistled. Whatever doubts you had wearing the bikini definitely went away as he stared.

“Thank you, baby.” You get on your tippy toes and you give him a kiss on the lips. “De nada, amor. Shall we go?” You take his hand and you two were off to do your first activity.

As the two of you explore the town, you notice a lot of women staring at Miguel. Which isn’t hard to believe. He was a very beautiful man. It gave you a sense of pride, because he was yours.

“I think this would look beautiful on you.” Miguel says as he points to a netted dress. “I don’t know, it has a lot of holes, and it looks like it won’t fit.”

“It’ll fit you. And if you’re that worried, I’ll gladly take it off of you.” He whispers against your ear. A giggle escapes your lips. “Miguel, behave.” You tell him jokingly. “I will for you. But I’m buying you that dress. I’ll be right back.” You try to stop him but it’s too late. He was already walking into the store. You follow after him and you see two men standing off looking at post cards.

One of them sees you and taps his friend so he can look at you. Instantly you feel uncomfortable.

One of them starts to walk your way and you turn. “Where are you going, jolie fille?” The other man says, catching you off guard. “I was just looking for my boyfriend.”

“Well look no further little lady. My my you are ravishing. Isn’t she Jon?”

“She is. With a body like that, I would never let you out of the house. You’d be on your back making me some fine strapping boys.”

Your skin crawls hearing those compliments. “No thank you. Now please mo-”

“We just want a conversation. Right Eddie?”

“Right. But I want more than a conversation. Tell me, what does your inner thigh taste like?” He goes to reach for you but he gets a surprise when Miguel grabs his arm and pops it out of its socket. “I believe the lady was going to tell you to to fucking move.”

“Hey, we don’t mean no harm, sir.” Jon stammers as he helps his friend. “No, you meant to make my girlfriend uncomfortable. If she wants to wear this or anything that is her choice. You’re lucky you even get to look in her direction. But that’s all you get. Now if you ever decide you want to act on those disgusting comments, to her or to any woman while I am here. You two will be outlined by chalk. Do I make myself clear?”

“Y..yes sir! Eddie come on.” They run out of the store and Miguel watches them leave. As soon as they are a far enough distance, Miguel looks at you and caresses your face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay. Thank you.” He hands you a bag and sure enough he had bought the dress for you. “Thank you, Miguel.”

“You’re welcome, amor. Now let’s bring this back to the house and then we can go to the beach.”

After a quick run to the house, you two were on the beach. You were putting sunscreen on Miguel’s back and he was enjoying it. “Amor, you missed a spot.” You look him over. “Where?”

“Right here.” He points to his lips and you roll your eyes but you lean over and kiss him. “You big baby.” You say smiling into the kiss. “Mmm, I’m your big baby.”

You dust off your hands and you stand up. “The water looks so pretty, it’s like staring at tiny diamonds.” Miguel stands up beside you and he takes your hand. “Let’s go swim.” As you see a few of the locals playing by the water and by the shore, you notice Miguel bringing you somewhere secluded.

“Miguel where are you taking me?” He doesn’t answer, he just continues walking. You go to ask again but he turns to you and points. You two climb on some rocks and you crouch down. “Oh my goodness! This is pretty!”

Miguel had brought you over to see a small school of fish swimming around. You sit down, letting your toes into the water, but careful not to scare the fish. One of them swims up to you and it swims over your toes.

You laugh like a child and Miguel sits right behind you. “How did you know about this spot?” You ask turning to him slightly. “I have my ways. Now those fish, are called heart fish. They say when they find a mate, they stay together forever.” You peek over at them and one of the pink and red fish happens to have a spot on them shaped like a heart. “I’m naming that one, Nemo.” You point.

“Why Nemo?” He asks. “Because I like the name. It can be for a boy or a girl, at least in my opinion.” Miguel then points. “Well then I’m naming that one flounder.” You laugh. “Like from the little mermaid? Baby you can’t name that fish that. It’s not a flounder fish.”

“If you can name your fish Nemo, then I can name my flounder.” He takes a hold of your lips and kisses them. “You are too much.” You joke as you kiss him back. You look back at the water and Miguel scoots a bit. “Do you want to swim with them?”

“Won’t we scare them off?” He shrugs. “Doesn’t hurt to find out and see.” He tackles you into the water and you hold your breathe. When you finally come up for air you look for Miguel. “Miguel? You’re going to regret that!” You look around and still there was no sign of him. “Miguel? This isn’t funny.” You start to worry until he pops up in front of you.

“Te asuste?” He asks with a devilish grin on his face. “Oh no, you didn’t scare me. In fact I think you look a bit thirsty, here have a drink!” You push his head under the water and you try to get away from him. But he was faster. He had webbed you close and dragged you back to him.

“Where do you think you’re going, amor? I will always find you.” He says as he pulls you close. “You promise?” You ask as you throw your arms around his neck. “Yes, always.” He rests his head against yours and you look at his hazel eyes.

“You have the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen on a man.” You compliment. He gives you a shy smile. “Gracias amor. I got them from my mother.”

“What was she like?” You ask. It’s very rare he mentions his parents. So when moments like this happens you make sure to catch them.

“She is a strong woman. Especially after being with my father. She was quiet but when she entered a room, people took notice. You’ll like her. Maybe in the next couple of months I’ll introduce you two.”

“I’d like that.” Miguel and you start swimming back to shore but he pulls you father away from more people.

When you two get on land, he helps you get on the rocks and he looks at a cave. “Want to go see what’s inside of there?” He asks. “Sure, but if bats start flying out of there, we’re leaving immediately.” He laughs and he takes your hand as you two enter.

The caves only light source was the entrance, so you two were careful where to go. “Amor, look up.” You do and you see pretty shiny crystals. “Those are beautiful, do you think they shine brighter in the sun?”

“I can check for you.” Miguel goes to reach for one but you stop him. “Don’t, I want to remember it like this.” You take another step and crouch down when you see a piece of the crystal on the ground in a few pieces. “Look!” You hold it up in the light and the crystal gives off a rainbow hue. You look at Miguel expecting him to be looking at the hue but he’s just looking at you.

“How is it that you can make even a broken crystal look like one of the seven wonders of the world by just holding it?” Miguel says as he lifts you up. Your face warms and he searches your face. “You know you say a lot to make a girl feel butterflies.”

“Well you bring out the best in me, amor.” He leans you against the cave wall and you drop the crystal as you pull him in for a kiss.

“Mmm, I am starving.” Miguel says against your lips. “Then let’s go back.” You start to go but he pins you back against the wall. “Who says I’m hungry for food?” Even in the semi dark, Miguel’s eyes seem to give off a reddish glow.

“Miguel what if someone finds us?” You ask looking at the cave entrance. “Then we shouldn’t waste any time now should we?” He pulls you down so that you’re on top of him and he unties your bikini top.

“Why don’t you, sit on my face and feed me?” He asks. The cool cave air felt good on your breasts and you look down at Miguel. “When you say sit you want me to hover or-”

“I want to you to sit on my face. Put all of your weight down and let me eat your pussy till your juices cover my face. If I can’t breathe then that’s on me. Now sit.” He commands. You untie your bottoms and you hover over his mouth.

“Are you su-” Miguel grabs you by the waist and he plants you directly onto his mouth. He wastes no time as he buries his face into your pussy. You feel his nose grind into you as well and you lean forward placing your hands on his chest.

He palms your ass apart and he laps up your center. “Oh shit.” You moan out causing an echo in the cave. You see Miguel was getting hard under his swim trunks and you push them down with a bit of his help.

He has a glistening pearl of pre on the tip and you lick it, rolling your tongue on the head. You hear Miguel grunt as he grips your ass and he pulls you down so you can ride his face deeper.

You suck and moan causing Miguel to moan because your throat tightens from moaning. “Mi dulce chica, so sweet so fucking sweet.” Miguel starts to buck his hips and you gag a little on the tip. But you don’t stop. You start to move your hips and arch your back as Miguel slaps and grips your ass.

You bounce a little on his mouth as he bucks his hips and fucks your throat. You moan and let his dick out of your mouth and you moan you’re going to come. Miguel lifts you up and he stands up. He lifts you up and presses you against the wall and he holds you up by your legs.

You grab onto his shoulder and he slides in deep. You lean your head back and Miguel buried his face into your neck, grunting and groaning for you to come on his dick.

He leans back and you look down, watching his dick go in and out of you. “You see that? You see that bulge, amor?”

“Yes, yes I do.” You cling to him as he does grips your thighs. You don’t even say it, he feels you coming and he follows soon after. He lets your legs go but he keeps you upright to stand. “I don’t want to rush, but our massages are in fifteen minutes.” Miguel says as he breathes heavily. You let out a laugh and lean against him.

“Well we’re showing up late, because I need a shower, and so do you.” He agrees and he helps you get your bikini back on. “I think this is going to be a memorable vacation for us, amor.”

“If everyday is going to be like this one, then it definitely will…”

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