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minjhu · 2 years

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yee-haw!!

sub! dan hiroki x dom!reader

cw: dom!reader, sub!character, afab!reader, pegging, accidental biting (is this even a thing?), a teeny tiny bit of cum eating at the end, kind of mean reader but not really

i feel like i forgot a lot so tell me if missed something

wc: 1.7k

This has been sitting in my drafts for weeks..

Also I want to add that english isn’t my first language. This is just a fun way to waste time, when im bored but if people actually like it I can post some more of my drafts.

but yeah.. Enjoy!

“Ride me"

You said while aggressively making out with Dan on your lap. He was clawing at your still clothed upper body, making sure not to scratch you. Even though you wouldn't mind him scratching you because it would show you that you're making him feel good, and he can't get enough of you. His knees are caging your thighs with more force than you're used to. He is so fucking desperate.

"y/n, please. You know-"

"Try at least?" You uttered with both of your hands resting on the side of his face to direct his lust-filled eyes to yours. You're well aware that Dan is very much a pillow princess and prefers for you to do all the work but you just can't help but want to see how he'll look completely crumbled just by the thought alone of having to put any effort into receiving pleasure. It's not fair to him, and you know it.

But when have you ever been fair?

"I- alright, sure then. Hand me the lube!" he voiced assertively while shaking his head to free himself from your hold and opening his hand for you to place the lube in. After you did that, he grasped the bottle with a tight grasp. Open's it and pours some of the thick liquid onto his fingers and guides them to his hole.

"You know I can help with that," you get ahold of his waist, gracefully dipping every one of your fingers into his side to hear his little wince.

"No! I want to do this alone"

Dan just knew that if he let you touch him already, he would fold too quickly for his liking. He doesn't want to cum too early as he doesn't want to disappoint you. Two slow fingers ease up his hole in and out. Slight moans escape his lips as he is fingering himself, trying to loosen up for you. He bites his bottom lip and flops his forehead on your shoulder trying to hide his face from you while his unoccupied hand is still clutching your shoulder tight.

"You're doing so good for me, Dan," you whispered while snaking a hand up his nape and keeping it tangled in his hair.

You can feel him shiver at your remark. He was always so weak when it came to getting praised by you. He wants you to do the fingering so bad, but then it'll all be over so soon. He bites his bottom lip harder to get over this pathetic want he is feeling. He adds another finger, now three fingers fucking himself without many difficulties.

"Ok, I think I'm ready for you," Dan raises his head to meet your eyes and guides his fingers out of his hole. He repositions his hips on your lap from all the squirming he had done. (The strap was already attached to you and all)

"Let me just remind you… I won't be doing anything, ok? I want you to do all the work, and I want you to come just like that, are we understood?" Dead silence and a face of disbelief from Dan meet you.

"I said, are we understood?" You repeat.

"What- yes sure of course…" he answered startled.

"You can back out anytime you know the safe word, right?"

"Yea but I want to try"

"Ok, then put it inside"

His hand took hold of the length. It wasn't an unfamiliar length, he's very well acquainted with it, but now the length and the girth seemed to be somewhat scary from this new perspective. After a few lazy meaningless strokes to waste time, he lowered himself on the strap and felt like that alone drained all of his energy for the entire night. The overwhelming rush of pleasure nearly knocked him over as he bottomed out, feeling the tip reach places no other strap or dildo had hit before. Both of your hands were resting on your sides, nowhere near his body, and it frustrated Dan so much.

He reached out for your hand and tried to place it on his hip. But you quickly removed your hand and left him shocked.

"I said no, Dan," you said sternly.

"It's just your hand, please"

The way the frustration is leaking from his voice makes you feel so hot in your abdomen. He craved your physical touch and attention so much. And this feeling of being needed that desperately just did something to you.

"I don't like repeating myself and you know it. And stop sitting on my dick without moving. Won't you get on with it already?"

With that, he hides his face again by letting his forehead fall into the crook of your neck. With his hand on your shoulder again.

"Move"

You can feel his body gradually heating up from being so flustered. His hips move up with the perfect back arch you could have the pleasure of witnessing. Him sticking his ass out like this, seeing him show off, made you feel lightheaded. You had to physically refrain from touching his mole right above his left ass cheek. He is so gorgeous, and you try to make sure that he knows that every day by complimenting and praising him. You were dying to touch him with such insatiability, and it wasn't fair because this was supposed to be a hard thing for him but not for you. So why is it so hard to keep your hands off his hot and warm-blushing body?

Moans and whimpers are the only things audible aside from his exaggerated sighs to show you that he can't do it anymore. A rapid up and down motion are what his goal was, but it never feels the way it is supposed to feel.

With a pleading look, he tries to persuade you into forgetting the whole "not touching him and making him cum on his own by riding" thing.

You didn't say anything at all. A cold stare-down is the only thing you give him while you have to do everything in your power to stand your ground and not fumble and keep up the facade. Dan continues to bounce on your dick, hands, and arms slinging to your neck in a tight embrace to keep you close while he fucks himself on you. The clapping sound by now turned into a pleasant melody in your ears.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking close,"

"Yes, yes, just keep going,"

"I can't. I just can't cum like this y/n, please,"

Dan uses his hand to direct your face to his.

"Just turn me around and fuck me hard, please. I can't cum like this"

Your continuous hard stare is what brought him to frustration and tears. He kept bouncing, trying to reach his climax, but it simply would not come. His legs were shaking, and he couldn't stop spasming like crazy. What is he supposed to do?

His face inches closer to yours and connects his lips with yours, exposing his crimson flushed face to make you fold and give him what he wants.

What he needs.

Both of you fall back down to the mattress after Dan purposely put pressure on your upper body. You reciprocate the kiss with great pleasure but try to hold back on touching him. Just his cheeks, you say. Your hands rise to his cheeks, holding them gently while crashing your tongue into his mouth, muffling all his pathetic moans from the strap still ramming his insides. Dan moves his head away to grasp some air and speak his mind.

"y/n, I mean it. I can't come like this. I have been trying, please help me. Please-"

You turn him around with his back hitting the mattress and you kneeling in-between his spread legs. He couldn't even say a word and just clung his arms around your neck for another hug and not to hide his excessive blush from you.

One hand of his is placed on the back of your skull keeping your head down while you push your dick into him again, fucking him desperately.

You finally touch him! You roam your hands all over his hips and waist and gradually go up his arched spine while still maintaining a steady pace.

Tears in his eyes start to pool up again, and his inability to keep his mouth closed because of the pleasure makes his face look so arousing.

"Fuck, oh my! That's it! You're-" he came hard, and a lot while muffling his screaming by biting hard in your flesh right above your collarbone which had you wince in pain.

"Ow, Dan! What the actual fuck!" You shout, pushing him off you out of reflex. Your right hand comes flying to the wounded mark on your shoulder as if it was bleeding and you were in desperate need to stop it.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry…" he was so out of it. His whole stomach and chest had splatters of cum on them, reflecting light from around the room as he inhaled and exhaled rapidly. He didn't hold back, did he, you thought.

"I would have been screaming way too loud. I just didn't-"

"What do you mean? You live so secludedly up here. No one would have heard you 'screaming'"

You touch his stomach with your index and your middle finger and go further north gathering his cum in the process.

"you just wanted to bite me, didn't you", you giggled.

"No, no i swear-"

"Open your mouth!"

Without any protest, he opened his mouth welcoming your cum coated fingers. He closed his eyes, enjoying every drop of it. And here you thought it could have been some kind of punishment for him.

He tremored, still overwhelmed by the intense orgasm he had.

"l'm sorry for biting you," he repeatedly murmured.

"Shh it's ok, it's ok,"

It wasn't ok. You now have a big bite mark above your collarbone. How are you going to explain that if someone sees it?

But just the way he's laying there completely exhausted and tired from going so rough at it makes you smile in triumph. You hate to admit it, but Dan might be your biggest weakness. You can't stay mad at him for too long. Whatever it is.

You keep this sadistic smile until you stand up.

"Wait! Where are you going?" He asked desperately.

"Hey, I'm just getting a wet towel. I don't really want all this cum on your body to dry, you know.."

#welp here you go #dom!reader #dan hiroki #brutal manga #sub!character #idk how tumblr works #and tags #i feel old

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wizisbored · 3 years

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What are some of your favorite lines you've written for your fics? (Also I'm sorry things aren't going well right now. Sending love 💜)

right its time to go diggin im using this as an excuse to reread everything because i cant think of any lines off the top of my head even though i know theres a shitton

premptively putting a cut here because this will probably end up long as shit and you know what fuck yea to that because fuck yea to being proud of what youve made

hallelujah, first thing i posted:

If those bastards want to make her part of their shitty musical, then she’s going to make it difficult. Or at least inconvenient.

The hive is not inconvenienced in the slightest.’

- idk if this is as funny as i think it is but i find it funny

"Nobody dies with dignity, Emma. There's no honour in the thing, however you dress it up."

- wrote that to sound creepy and now i cant decide whether i actually think its true

But he’s holding her like she’s his salvation, as if it’s his life hanging in the balance.

- salvation is just a good word tbh

It’s hopeless, but she refuses to be killed by a game of fucking ‘got your nose’.

purgatory, intended to be a shitpost but now i unironically think of it as the best thing ive ever written

After a few years (or maybe seconds, it’s not clear) / it takes a moment (or maybe it doesn’t, who knows?) / An undocumentable amount of time passes. / They might have slipped into an uneasy silence lasting millenia - or milliseconds - if it wasn’t for the jolly tune that suddenly fills the air. / for minutes or years or millenia or maybe even eons / After a brief, indescribably long nap / But the incomprehensible amount of time seems somehow shorter this time.

- 2 in one of fucking with the concept of time and hinting at an unreliable narrator, hell yea. its about the weird atmosphere, baybeeeee

“Does one day of trying the hardest we could outweigh years of not trying at all?” Emma wonders aloud. Paul squeezes her hand.

“I damn hope so.”

He doesn’t ask if she believes in Hell.

- even without context i like this line but in context it really helped set the sombre tone so i could do a full 180 at the end of the chapter

Emma wonders whether they’ve been sent to musical hell for failing to stop the musical apocalypse

- love the implication that there is a hell dedicated to annoying people via musical theatre

“You said- you told her you’d never be in a musical?”

“Yes.”

“And then you died performing a musical number?”

“I- yeah, I did.”

“Brilliant! Now, that is stupid!”

- probably my best characterisation of death, sounds like something that would be said in a stupid deaths bit, i can hear it in his voice

teachers pet

“It’s only blatant if people know about it. So in actual fact this is secret favouritism.”

- hidgens gives absolutely 0 shits about the ethics of the situation good for him

“And if that is kidnapping, well, consider yourself kidnapped.”

- once again ethics simply do not matter

“Oh, where is your sense of adventure? Are you not curious about the results of washing baked beans?”

- this line hants me when im trying to make stew or just have some fucking beans on toast because I am curious about the results of washing baked beans

“Well, if it isn’t, and we both die, then I’ll be quite disappointed. We did spend all evening on this, after all.”

- priorities

finishing what we started, actually originally a scrapped ending idea for igtlt that i liked too much to abandon entirely

“How many bullets?” He eventually asks.

“Enough.”

- they just know what theyve got to do

Only thing left to say is a big ol’ fuck you to… God, everyone else in the fucking world. Oh, and God. Fuck you God, you prick.

- gotta love them tto refs

wildfire, almost 20,000 words of angst that im going to read through because fuck it why not

She doesn't understand the order, at least not yet; a dog doesn't understand the first time she's called to heel. But that can change. Though, from the bared teeth of this dog, the trader guesses it may take a while.

- this is actually something i really like doing in narration, calling a character something in dialogue or comparison and then directly calling them it in the narration

He understands; she doesn't want to show weakness to someone who could exploit her, doesn't want to show gratitude to someone she hates. But the tribeswoman is tired and scared and hurt, and it's obvious. She's broken, at least for today.

The loneliness, however, refuses to wane. It settles in her chest like a physical need, a craving for closeness.

- got inspiration for this description by thinking about hugging my partner while i was stuck in lockdown

"You can say that again," the older woman mutters, shaking her head. "God-fuckin'-damnit, Lauren, why d'you never think about the implications?"

Jemilla turns to her with a questioning look. "Who's Lauren?"

"She-" Molag begins to explain, then pauses. She thinks for a moment, then shakes her head. "I don't even know."

- crossover jokes hell yea

He’s tolerable, she’s decided, at least relatively so, but not trustworthy. If she could truly trust him then he wouldn’t be involved in all this. If she could trust him, she wouldn’t know him.

The thinly-veiled threat in his grin

She stares up at the man, shaking, whimpering, pleading. Wordlessly begging for him to stop.

- gotta love reaching the breaking point

She probably looks insane, bruised and bloody and laughing quietly to herself in a cage. She doesn’t care. They can think she’s insane, just as long as they don’t think they broke her.

laughing as they rediscover half-forgotten days spent as children let loose in a world that seemed so huge and yet so small at the same time

“You know, kids like Zazzalil - scrawny little things born as Autumn died - they’re not supposed to see Spring.”

- i will see any character without a detailed fleshed-out backstory and say ‘is anyone going to make headcannons about that’ and then not wait for an answer

Maybe the pain will shock her out of her head.

im going to live twice

It feels more like a bag of broken crockery than a human.

- this was the only time ive ever had to describe something really gory and decided to make it as uncomfy as possible

she notices with a concerning level of non-concern

Paul Matthews is gone, boy. And if I catch you using a dead man’s name again, well.

- its about the ✨forced disconnect✨

It stares at him, and for a moment he sees the young man that Benny used to be, silently pleading for the agent to tell him he'll be okay.

"In my defence, that was the Colonel's idea.” The man raises his hands in surrender. “I wanted to call you Lauren. I was outvoted.”

- i will take literally any chance to make a 4th wall joke and that is a threat

“I’ll see what can be done,” he assures it, knowing full well that nothing will be.

- xander doesnt flat out abuse emma in the way mcnamara and shaffer do but hes still cruel in subtler ways

“No chance of being hurt?”

Xander nods. “No chance of you being hurt.”

- ✨foreshadowing ✨

If only he was free, free to just get up and go find Blue and tell her - actually tell her, out loud, with words - that she’s going to be okay. If only he could say that and have it be the truth.

She holds onto that piano. Right now, as she kneels crying into the tabletop, it's all she has.

- ‘sir thats my emotional support near-complete stranger’

smoke and feathers

Irony can be a cruel, twisted bitch.

- probably the best opener ive written

There’s a sort of pathetic irony in the fact that she slipped on a stone while wading across a shallow stream and broke her neck.

The stars move across the sky, and she still doesn’t know why.

- sounds poetic and all while also being a fuck you to the chorn twist because i hate it

It seems like every time she looks away the moon goes from waxing to waning and back again, time marching onwards in one unending night, swallowing one unending forest.

Even with her limited view of the person’s face, Zazzalil can see the softness in their expression. She’s hit with a pang of longing for Jemilla.

They share those tender looks that make Zazzalil long for home.

The kind of silence only shared between people who can appreciate the simplicity of each other’s presence

aaand thats pretty much all of em. i know when you said ‘some’ you probably meant less than this but i will give a consice answer to a question when pigs fly. i was going to do the double e au too but its past 1 am now and im going to bed. thanks for this ask because whether intentionally or not you just made me read 48,860 words of fic and thats a damn good distraction when things are getting a bit shitty :)

#igtlt fic #wildfire fic #teachers pet fic #sf fic

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lenzami · 7 years

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Summary: DandP are at a party and Dan is kind of, sort of stuck. Would You Rather + Truth or Dare is not working out in his favor, but it also kind of is.

Word Count: 1,306 (wow this is short)

a/n: btw this is actually based on real life as i went to a party and my friend marissa was asked the would you rather question and she ended up humping my other friend elliana and it was great

also you wanted me to tag you in this and im like scared and agh okay hi @snowbunnylester

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Why Dan decided to come to a party when he could’ve had a lazy day in doing nothing, he didn’t know. He regretted coming to the party even more as soon as the words “Would You Rather” and “Truth or Dare” came out of the host’s mouth.

So now here he was, sat on the floor, waiting for his first question as Joey pondered what to ask him.

“What the actual fuck is this,” a voice suddenly spoke. Everyone turned to look.

A moth.

A dead one at that.

“Ooh. This’ll be interesting,” Joey thought aloud and Dan was regretting ever existing. He grimaced and cowered down while he turned to look back at Joey

“Dan. Would you rather eat that dead moth or hump Phillip over there for 15 seconds?” Everyone either started laughing or struggled to contain laughter.

“What.” He deadpanned, to which Joey just shrugged and smiled innocently. That little fucker.

The thought of eating the moth was a completely scarring idea, what with the dustiness of moths and the fact that it’s a fucking bug, like, what the fuck, Joey.

However, the option to hump Phil is absolutely mortifying because of the subtle crush that is actually very quite obvious to everyone besides Phil. What if he got a fucking hard-on?

He was not ready to explain why he got a boner while humping his best friend due to a dare.

While Dan debates internally, questioning his morals and sanity, Phil is nearly dying of laughter at the hilarity of the entire situation. They were at a party of all places and there just so happened to be a dead moth in a lamp and now his best friend is being asked to either eat the damn thing or hump him.

With expectant looks from everyone in the room, Dan quickly sputtered out a, ‘what the fuck?’ and turned to look at Phil, whose laughter had finally resorted to occasional giggles, “Okay, look, I’m not eating that damned moth under any circumstance, but I’m not humping Phil.”

“Choose, Howell. It’s pretty obvious what you want.” Joey spoke, smirking to himself as he leaned back onto his own arms.

Dan’s face turned completely red and his mouth was left agape and he hunched in on himself even more.

He hears some shuffling beside him and before he turns his head, he hears Phil’s voice, “Dan, honestly, I’d let you. I wouldn’t ever be able to eat a moth. We could just get it over with and out of the way?” Dan nodded and sighed, exasperated.

“Fine, I’ll hump Phil,” he murmured and stood up.

The blush in his face became even darker as the physical feeling of cringe flowed through him. He knew it would be awkward, especially since he wasn’t dating phil and, oh, majorly crushing on him.

Genuinely terrified of ruining his and Phil’s friendship, he shook his head, trying to get rid of all of his thoughts, and got behind Phil, anxiety and slight arousal pooling in his stomach. Joey was laughing to himself, most likely from Dan’s tomato red face, and started up a timer, “Alright, ready? Got my finger on the stopwatch”

Phil nodded and Dan followed suit reluctantly, setting his hands awkwardly onto the other’s hips.

“Okay, start whenever.”

Dan took in a deep breath and let the awkwardness, anxiety, and uncomfortableness settle in before he started moving. He was especially uncomfortable since he normally fantasized about Phil humping him, not vice versa. He scolded himself regardless because he should not be thinking about his fantasies while he was doing what he was doing as he was pretty sure he was already a lot harder than necessary.

He could feel time slow down as dread tickled the back of his mind because oh my god I’m actually getting hard and this is the exact opposite of what I wanted to happen.

He didn’t know what else to do with his hands so he kept a vice grip on Phil’s hips. His heart was beating so fast but at the same time so slow, with the sound of his pounding heart nearly palpable in the air around him. He felt stuffy; he couldn’t breathe. He needed to get out.

So as soon as Joey said the 15 seconds were up, he quickly mumbled an “I forfeit” and left the room, quickly padding down the hallways and closing the door to a guest room behind him.

He’s thankful that he doesn’t hear Phil follow suit and he slides down the wall, half-hard and thoughts of everything swirling everywhere in his mind without end.

What if he just ruined his entire friendship with Phil? The one thing he valued most of everything? The only person who saved him from his insecurities?

He was pretty positive he felt like he was going die as the voices in his head got louder and louder and the empty thoughts started crowding his mind more and more.

He was almost so into his thoughts, he barely missed the soft knock on the door.

How long had he been in there?

His hands quickly came up to wipe his eyes and he sat up straight as the door creaked open. He knew it was obvious he was crying, what with his tear-tracked cheeks and red eyes giving off the telltale signs for it.

Phil’s voice rang through the otherwise empty room, “Dan? Are y- oh. Dan?” He pushed the open door all the way and sighed as he saw his best-friend, eyes red, flushed cheeks, and heavy breathing. He slowly walked up to him and sat down next to him before pulling him into a side hug, “It’s alright, Dan, you’re okay, I’m here.”

“I’m sorry” he hiccuped and let another tear fall.

After a couple minutes, Dan had calmed down with Phil’s fingers threading in his hair and slowly rubbing his head.

“Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?” He whispered.

“Yea… yea. It’s- It’s about time I do…” He smiled pathetically and let out a small sniffle

He ducks out of Phil’s arm and rubs his eyes a little, giving a small smile as he sat up. Dan tried to contain his blush as best as he could and nearly succeeded as his cheeks were tinted a soft pink.

Before saying anything, he took in a deep breath and spoke all at once, “IkindofsortoflikeyoulikealotandI’msorry.” He held his breath as he waited for Phil’s reply but all he was met was with a confused look.

“Sorry, what?” He asked, “I didn’t catch any of that.”

“I.. kind of, sort of… like…?you…?” He said, speaking slower and more hesitantly, “Sorry…” He turned away in fear, but didn’t miss the way Phil’s mouth turned downwards. Dan awaited a backlash, but got nothing.

“Was… was that all? You like me?” He asked, reaching out towards Dan who flinched away from the movement.

“Uh- Y-yeah, that- that was it.” He stuttered out.

“Dan… why didn’t you tell me?” He asked again, sympathy lacing his tone.

“I- I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. Sorry, uh, I- I can, y’know, leave… if you want… Sorry if I made things awkward… I’ll just go now. Yeah- yeah I’ll do that, heh.” He laughed awkwardly as he scrambled up to his feet, backing up a bit before turning around and making his way across the room.

Phil stopped him by grabbing onto his wrist and he quickly stood up behind him. Dan turned around quickly to question him, but before he could do anything, Phil quickly pressed his lips onto Dan’s and smiled.

“I like you, too, Dan.” He said when he pulled away, brushing a bit of hair out of Dan’s eyes before taking his hand and walking with him out of the room.

Maybe that dare wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

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a/n so this was meant to be a quick and funny drabble but it turned into whatever this is

(also, as this is my first fic, criticism would be v v appreciated thank)

#phanfic #phanfiction #phanfic fluff #phan #phandom #fluff #tw; anxiety attack #anxiety #im so clueless #idk how to tag #like at all #im so scared rn #my heart is literally pounding #fml

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mrskandiibaby2269 · 7 years

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Like A Virgin

... So Mike and I are chilling at his house working on the project for school. And I'm teaching him all I know about creative writing. I must admit I'm so nervous it makes no sense. I'm trying to hide it. But he finds a way to help me relax. "Adina you gotta chill" I just wanna know why you being so nice to me. Nobody that you hang with likes me. So I know they put bugs in yo ear. "Listen. This assignment is for me to know you and you to know me. So know I don't let people put bugs in my ear. I find out for myself." I'm sorry. "It's cool. Look since I moved here for a week. I gotta confess something to you. " What's up ? " When I first saw you my mind was blown and my breath was taken away. I over heard what class you was in and I got mine changed so I can meet you. I really like you." Why me? " Because you're not like the other girls. Them " Rah-Rah, ratchet drama, filled, ghetto" Bitches. You're a beautiful women. You're down to earth, and chilled, basic. I love basic girls. Cause they stay to them selves and do what they need to do. " Can I be honest with you too? "Sure." I like you too He leans over to kiss me.... And it felt so damn good. Him rubbing my thighs Picking me up and getting on top Taking my shirt off slowly but I stop his hands. I felt the need to tell him the truth about me. I'm a Virgin. I can't do this maybe I should go. "Or maybe you should let me teach you somethings now." That look he gave me was like he was talking straight to my heart and my soul. He knew what I wanted and he knew I didn't want to wait for marriage no more. So. I got on top of him and took off his jersey and kissed him passionately Our tongues was so in sync. He rubbed on my pussy making my clit throb with anticipation. "Damn baby your Pussy so wet feeling like condensation. " He lifted me up and pulled down my leggings. Rubbing and smacking and biting my ass. Made me lean my head back and moan Mmmmm fuck! " I think I know what you like. I think you like it rough on the low." He says winking me. So while he lays me on my back taking my black lace panties off with his teeth while looking up at me. He tells me " This is how real men eat pussy. " Zig zagging his tongue from the left lip to the right lip Going in circles Tongue going crazy like a windmill Kissing my sweet juicy lips He spreads my legs open more To devour more of my pussy "Damn you taste so good you gotta pretty pussy too. Mmmm MMM. Oh you gonna be mine. " Mmmm shit YESS damn this feel so good I couldn't help but move back to the end of the couch Then he took total control that made me even wetter like water "Stay ya lil' sexy ass still. I'm not letting you get away this time." At that moment he strips my shirt off and unhooked my bra. And lifted me up and put me over his shoulders and place my back against the wall. And continued to eat my pretty pussy from where he left off He places his hands on my hips and made me roll in a sexy motion and told me to keep it going as he tightly gripped on to my hips and thighs As I did what he commanded. That felt more like heaven father please forgive. I mean but damn. The deeper he went into my pussy with his tongue, shaking his head All I could do is palm the back of his head and push him more into my pussy, bite my lip, and gasp for air like I needed mouth to mouth resuscitation. "Yeah, that's right baby take this tongue. Now take this dick " He move me from his shoulders to his dick. Thinking I was gonna fall but he catch me so smooth and wrapped my legs around his body While dropping his shorts He whispers in my ear gently "You ready ?" Yes "I'm go slow for you. Tell me when to stop." Feeling the tip of his large manhood, stretching my pussy It did hurt but only for a few seconds and the more he kept stroking his dick in and out of me And hearing the wetness of my pussy Mmmm I just had to scratch his back up a little bit. Then I stopped because I didn't know if that was cool or not until he told me. " You can scratch my back up if you want to baby. I love that shit." Mmmmm ahhh Mmm ahh mmm ahhh fuck Mike YESS YESS "Damn Yo pussy so good. Mmmm Fuck Adina. Shit Gotdamn girl. Hell yea. Gimme that pussy." Take it baby. It's all yours.. "And this dick is all yours baby. Muah muah muah." With each and every deep stroke he gave . My nails went deeper in his back. He then flip me over and put me on my knees on the floor and never missed a stroke. He kept the nice and slow ,sexy rhythm. Mmmm shit don't stop. Please don't stop !!! " I'm not gonna stop baby. I got you ma." As he says that in my ear. He teaches me how to throw my ass back on his dick and tells me to fuck his dick on my own while he stays still. "Squeeze that tight pussy on my dick... Shh-shit fuck yea just like that baby mmmm MMMM FUCK." As I throw it back on him. He grips and smacks my ass and he continues to fuck me while rubbing my back nice and smooth. Sent chills up and down my spine. I got bold and told him to lay on his back. I've been practicing how to give head with a toy I have at home. Hopefully I do good for the first time. I jack his dick up and down Kiss and lick all over it Start at the tip Running my tongue in circles around the head Work my head down mid shaft Cave my jaws in Slowly bob my head up and down Wetting his dick up with my tongue "Mmmm.... Aaaaah SHIT DAMN baby!! " Taking him in my mouth whole Spitting and slobbering on his thick big dick Drooling and catching it Making It Nasty He puts his hand on my head and grips my hair tugging and holding on for dear life That shit only made me wetter "Deep throat this dick. Go deeper baby. Come on bae you can do it." So I do. The deeper I go The more I choke and I love every minute of it. *COUGHING AND CHOKING* "Aaaaah FUCK ADINA. MMMMm SHIT BABY YOU ABOUT TO MAKE ME NUT!!!" Not until I ride you and you bust in my mouth. "MMmmm yes ma'am" So I get on top of him and start rolling my hips in circles Moving my pussy back and forth Making my ass clap on his dick I place his hands on my ass and make him smack my ass continuously as I start bouncing up and down Mmmm I feel my pussy creaming and squirting making his dick a complete and total sexy mess. "There ya baby. Ride that dick while smack that ass and suck on these pretty titties." Ahhh mmmm yassss daddy yassss "Ohh. I love it when you call me daddy. Shh-shit baby SHIT FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!! " What's wrong Daddy ?! "IM ABOUT TO FUCKING NUT. GET ON YO KNEES AND CATCH IT WITH YOUR MOUTH. COME ON BABY!!!!!." Holding my mouth wide open and sticking my tongue out to catch every drop and ounce of his creamy nut. "AHHHHH SHIT ADINA. FUCK!!! MMMMMmmmm FUCK!!! GOTDAMN!!!!" As he explodes on my tongue I swallow it all and show him that it's all gone. "Damn baby you might have been a Virgin but you a freaky ass Virgin." We both start laughing as make our way to the shower to get cleaned up. He wash me and I wash him But he looks me deep in my eyes And said "I was dead ass serious when I said you gonna be mine. Just to let you know. This wasn't no "hit and quit game" this is an continuous, on going , something serious , level type shit bae." Really? "Really, really. Adina I'm not gonna play you out like that. I'm not like those other niccas that do shit for bragging rights. That shit lame as hell." Then he kisses me. "Adina. I want you to be mine. Be my girl, please?" I kiss him back and happily say yes. He then takes me home. I say hey to my mom and dad and head upstairs to my room and fall on my bed. Smiling and cheesing like hell. All of this feels like a dream. Then I get a text on my phone. "Sup, baby girl I would like to take you out all weekend and pick you up for school when next week start back up is that cool?" Damn this is real and he text with good grammar?! Oh yeah it's a done deal. So I text back "Yea. That's cool bae. See you tomorrow around noon for lunch?" He quickly replies back. "Sounds like a plan baby. We can go to the mall. 💋❤️" "💋💋💋😍💋😏" So tomorrow comes and everything is great he bought me new clothes and shoes and a new necklace. Even got my hair and nails done. I told him I'm not the gold digging type and he didn't have to spend his money on me. But he insisted to do all these things and said he don't care. As long as I'm his girl and stay loyal to him. I'll get this treatment when ever I want it. He met my family and they like him and that's another plus. School starts back and we pull up in the school parking lot in his Blue Ford focus Girls try to gussy their selves up and try to attempt to look good and speak to him. And they begin to make their way over to him until he gets out and comes to the passenger side and opens my door. I step one foot out and niccas mouth drop and bitches start pouting and roll their eyes. He reaches for my hand to help me get out the car and carries my book bag and his. He pulls me to him and makes out with me in front of everbody. While we ignore the whispering and talking and the shocked looks. We began to walk in the school and guys I don't talk to, who bad mouth me. Tried to holla at me. But Mike shut them down. "Damn Adina you looking good why don't you and me do--" "Not a damn thing. Back, back homie. This my Queen. This all me." I just laugh and roll my eyes at the pathetic guy who lost his chance to have me. And kiss Mike for defending my honor. Then a ratchet chick tries to do the same thing with Mike. "Heyy Mike. You wanna go out sometime?" Sorry boo he already has a date and kiss him right in front of her as she gets mad and storm off. Mike has helped me get so much confidence. I've gained a lot of self esteem. Now my girls see me smiling more. And they say they are very happy for me and I deserve it all. Amber tells me " Damn 'Dina yo ass got fatter and hips hot wider" And Shaniece agrees and ask " Yea girl what the hell you did do over the weekend?!" All I could I say with a sexy, mischievous smirk 😏was "Ladies. Mike and I will gladly answer any questions you have at lunch today😉" While Mike agreed and kissed me as we all made our way to the cafeteria Their looks 😳😳and gasp😱😱😆😆😆 was priceless I got a feeling today nah scratch that....The rest of the year is gonna be a good year😏. MrsKandiiBaby💋🍭👅💦😏😘😜

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