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Sukuna can smell you.
His nose is whiffing in the air as his eyes dart around to seek your presence, and all four of them land on those bothersome clothes you tread with soon as you round the corner, “Dear.” His tongue laps over his lips, imagining a might of things without them.
Tilting your head, you watch the king spread his legs wide in his throne and leans back. His chest is exposed, all mass and girth throbbing in potent abundance; his markings expanding with each pant while fat thigh meat spreads like jam and peaks through his robes. One of his arms holds his head with a smug, tooth-eating grin — a kind of all-showing wry smirk with such fierce intent that could just swallow you up.
“Need to tell me something?” The tip of his nose curls and he almost wiggles it when your heels tap closer to him in response.
It's getting stronger. So does his urges.
You stick your nose up too, “I don't believe so?” and you watch how the curse pants, “No? Ah ~ I guess you don't,” His nail waves around in the air, and drops down, pointing right between your legs, “But that pussy wants to tell me something, she seems needy. Wet.” His words kick something in you, damn.
Your ovulating.
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hey y’all people on tiktok are concerning me once more, so reminder to not simp after real soldiers!!!! roman and the terminator especially, they are misogynists!!! and the terminator supports russia in the russo-ukraine war!!!!!! please have critical thinking skills unlike folks on tiktok please please please
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I kinda want to write about poppy playtime, NOT IN A ROMANTIC WAY.
But idk them taking care of a children because it remind them of their past life ? IDKKKK
Still NOT IN A ROMANTIC WAY.
Tell me if it's a shitty idea, but you know like those old cartoon with animals and there always a little human who take care of them
That situation, but reverse
I don't knoooow
Tell me if it's good or def not
And again
N O R O M A N C E !!!
also i know i need to write fic about Miguel and stuff, i have the idea just don't know how to write it 😔
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Have you learned nothing ?
Miguel O'Hara :
When Gabriella's death is way to hard to overcome.
" Miguel have you learned nothing ?!"
The holographic voice of his assistant AI fill his ears as his eyes are blocked on the screen before him. Watching a woman talking alone ... no, talking to someone who isn't born yet.
His eyes stays on her délicate face, and her round belly.
" Miguel ! "
Lyla shout, appearing in front of him, arms raise to catch his attention.
" what ...?"
He says, not really listening or wanting to talk right now.
" have you learned nothing ? What happen with—"
" I know Lyla, thanks for reminding me something I already know."
He says with an harsh voice, the screen disappears as he leans back against the desk. His hands on the edge as a breath leaves his lips, exhausted.
" I just ... need a couple minute. I'm not doing anything wrong."
" I doubt it honesly "
" what do you know anyways ? You're a program."
Lyla frown, raising her pink glasses above her nose.
" yeah right, just a program."
She says, before leaving as well. Leaving the giant man all alone.
He takes a deep breath.
" I count to 10, and after what, I act responsibly "
The room stay silent.
" 1 ... "
" 2 ..."
His brow start to frown, his eyes close as he hands open the gizmo watch.
" 3 ..."
" 4 ..."
" Miguel ? What are you doing ?"
Lyla appear again, alerted by the movement on the gizmo.
"5 ..."
"6 ..."
" Miguel ? Miguel !"
His eyes stay closed as a portal start to be created, paper flying everywhere, and the desk getting blurry with the effect of the portal.
" 7 ..."
" 8 ..."
" MIGUEL ! NO "
" 9 ..."
" Miguel ?"
He suddenly open his eyes, staring at the woman in front of him.
Her delicate face, her round belly.
She stare at him back, before smiling*
" you're there early ? What happen ?"
" ... 10 "
" what ?"
His face soften as he walks toward you.
" i wanted to be home at 10."
You look back at him before chuckling.
" well, welcome home "
His eyes turn back to your belly, staring but not touching*
" is something wrong ? Something happen to work ? "
You ask, concern.
" have you ... uh ... we thought of a name ?"
" well ... yes ? Emily ? Don't tell me you have dementia already"
" i just though of something better today... what about ... Gabriella ?"
" Gabriella uh ? It's ... pretty. Where have you got that idea ?"
" just like that."
He said.
" I can't wait for you to be here ... Gabriella."
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I want him to destroy my insides bro. Why must he be fictional.
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Israel just bombed next to a Catholic church. During Mass. On All Saints Day. This is not and never has been an issue regarding religion. This is a genocide of ALL Palestinians. They are bombing indiscriminately under the guise of fighting terrorism, when they are the real terrorists.
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Must watch. For anyone wondering about the Palestinian government or authorities outside of gaza. You should watch this, there is no one protecting Palestinians, they're occupied and israeli settlers have the same green light to do whatever evil just as the soldiers. If someone can add a description I'd appreciate it.
DON'T SKIP. IMPORTANT.
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Broken arm
Warning : sub!Miguel, masturbation (m receive)
" congrat O'hara, you broke your arm."
Jess stare at him, crossing her arm with her usual expressionless face. Miguel sitting on the bed in the nursery. He was ... boiling.
Holding his anger, but his face was furious.
" congrat ... PETER."
" hey hey slow down big guy, it's not like i did this on purpose !"
Miguel and Jess turn there eyes to Peter b. One with a raised eyebrow as the other one was ... killing him with his eyes.
" ... MJ got a new haircut alright ?! It's important !"
" more important than an anomaly escaping ?!"
He barked, spitting those word like if there were poison in there. He wanted to get up and destroy everything and everyone. Growling like a beast before two soft hands goes on his neck, pushing some spot making him groan in a more relaxed way.
" i'm pretty your wife said not to get angry like that. It didn't end well last time."
You said with a smirk, gently mocking way by the fact that he didn't listen to you.
" Mhngh ... this pendejo broke my arm."
" you've had worse Miguel ..."
You let out a sigh, taking the injector to shoot him the serum he needs. He let escape a groan again, he likes to do it himself.
" broken arm doesn't last long with you, having spider DNA have his good side !"
" don't talk about this..."
He sigh, passing his left hand on his face.
You turn your eyes to the two other spiderpeople in the room, smiling at them with a thankfull expression. Jess leave, taking Peter with her as he was ready to talk to you about your best friend Mary jane.
Unlike the others in the spidersociety, you didn't have any spider DNA, power or even hero role. You were just ... you. The one of the nurse, you used to work in the Nueva York hospital but Miguel wouldn't risk to let you alone during a vilain attack so he brought you here. That way he can keep an eye on you and it's better for him to get healed.
" everything turn bad. The bed broke, my arm too and some other fucking-"
" yeah um except for your arm, everything else is your fault. I should be the one to complain about my bed being destroyed."
You stare at him with a smug face. Miguel groan.
" I can't do anything without my right hand. I can't do paperwork, i can't do what i usualy do ! "
You smile softly at him, hugging him from behind.
" You have me ... i can help for some thing ... you don't have your right hand but i still have mine ..."
You hum softly, your hand running on his shoulder. Before Kissing his cheek, your chest pressing on his back as you slide down your hand along his arm then his stomach.
You can feel Miguel shiver under your touch. Your hand stopping between his legs, on his hardden bulge. He let out a sigh.
" Carinõ ..."
" let me help you with that..."
His suit deprograms on his cock, biting your bottom lips you touch his veiny cock. You lick your palm before wrapping your hand on his lenght, you thumb on his tip. Slowly doing circle around.
" fuck ..."
" aw ... already shaking "
you keep kissing his jaw while moving your hand on his throbbing cock. Whimper coming out of his lips, his fangs on his bottom lips.
He scratch on the bed under him, his hips bucking in the air. His eyes closed and mouth a bit open to let out some warm sigh.
" more ... [Y/N]... please ..."
" you want more baby ?"
Your hand start moving faster on his thick cock, mosly focusing on his tip.
You could feel him on the edge, holding himself not to cum too fast on your hand.
Your finger now fully on his tip, teasing his urethra, doing soft circle. The room filling with his moan and whimper.
" s...slow down...ha...i'm..."
Your head still resting on his shoulder, you look at your hand on his cock until a white shot of cum fall on your hand.
His chest breathing heavily.
You give him one last kiss on the cheek before going to clean your hand.
" feeling better ?"
You say with a grin, turning your eyes to him.
" yes ... thank carinõ"
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Video P. II
Warning :
p in v, using the word " sir " , overstim. Fingering, porn video, camgirl reader.
Standing in front of the door, his fists were clenched surely to the blood.
His face was hard, almost like if he was about to kill someone.
Not only his face could be describe as " hard "
He was tense.
" you know, knocking on a door is easier than it seem."
" Lyla shut up ..."
Lyla let out a mocking chuckle. Miguel stare at the door without moving, he was waiting for this moment for so long. He can't count the number of time he moved his hand on his cock only thinking of the day he would ruin you. He never felt so in need, so horny in this life than the week before your little meeting.
He knock on the door, maybe it was too hard ? What if you gave him a false adress ?
All his thought stopped the moment your pretty face appear in his vision.
You were so pretty, way more than in the live.
" hi ! Welcome in !"
He enter in silence, looking around. It was pretty inside and simple. While looking around he could feel you're stressed and aroused, your eyes didn't leave him, not a second.
You gave him a little visit and you talked.
" it's my first time."
You said without looking at him, your eyes looking at your cup like if it was the most entertaining thing on Earth.
" it is ?"
He answers, looking at you. His eyes running down your face to your body then back to your face.
" not my first first time i mean, i never did a video with someone... i don't... know why i asked you, you seemed like ..."
" do you regret ?"
" you're scary man."
Touché like they said in France.
He let out a growl.
" i'm not ... i'm just ... serious, that it."
You look at him before chuckling slightly.
" are you ready ? ... i think you are "
You get up with a smile, quickly leaving to a room. He raise a brow, why so quick ?
His eyes looks down to his crotch, It's a wonder he doesn't feel it, considering how hard it is.
He gets up and follow you, looking around this room he knows even in his dream.
It's cozy and comfy, with a cute decoration.
He turn his eyes to you, you change your comfy clothed for something else, a short skirt and a bra, a cute one. But everything is cute on you.
You start the live and smile, greeting everyone, introducing Miguel, he stay back, looking.
The chat is on fire but he isn't focus.
If he was the one giving you enough gift to make you play with yourself, who will give enough to make him fuck you ?
He frown, he wasn't in the mood for waiting.
He walk toward you as you keep talking.
When he stop he raise your chin to him, you smile ready to talk before he quickly grab your wrist with one hand.
" wait what are you-"
He pulls your wrist against his chest, bending over to use his second hand to spread your legs, your pretty pussy exposed to the world.
" Miguel...!"
You pout and whine, making him harder.
" you're suppose to wait for the-"
His lips goes quickly over yours, he was thirsty for kiss.
His free hand running to your stomach to your pussy, touching your fold with slow and delicate movement, like he was scared to break you.
You let out a whine when his finger touch your clit, as he start little but firm circle on the little buds of nerves.
" h...haaa...haa...!"
It didn't take long before you start breathing heavily, his hand playing with your pussy like if he owns it.
" look how wet you are ... didn't even put my finger inside."
His deep voice echoes in your head.
The chat is on fire, sending gift and comment like " do that " or " do this ".
But Miguel don't care about your stupid chat, he wanted and waited this for so long. No one will tell him what to do and how.
" M...miguel..."
Your moan was music to his ears, his index start teasing your wet hole. Leaving you squirming and whining for more.
One finger, quickly followed by a second.
" Miguel...!"
" shhh ... shhh. What do we say for gift princesa ?"
" Thanksyouthanksyou"
You said, your watery eyes focus on him as you thank him for his finger.
Miguel grin, moving his finger inside your velvet wall. His eyes were on you, looking at you with that dumb expression.
Eyes almost closed and mouth in an " O " shape, squeak and moan leaving your mouth.
" Voy a follarte hasta que me lo pidas. "
" w...wha...H-HAAA...!"
Your back rounds, as his fingers touch a spongy part of your dripping cunt.
" Please...! Pleaseplease...!"
" please what ? Go on, use your word princesa or are you too fucking stupid to use your own tongue ?"
You didn't answer, seem like your mouth were only good to moan and cry for more.
Miguel kiss your jaw and cheek, looking up to the camera while fucking you with his finger. Your wetness dripping down your ass as your legs were spread open for the camera... for him.
The deeper he would go, the louder you get.
Until you start shaking due to your orgasm.
He slowly take out his finger, slidding them on your clit before to him, his tongue licking the wetness on his finger.
"So fucking good for me ..."
The taste, the smell. It make him feral.
He goes in front of you, his big hand under your legs as he make you lay down with one movement.
Your eyes were focus on him, heart in those watery eyes.
" please Miggy... take it out .... want it..."
" you want it ?"
He stares at you, at your expression. You wanted more, it was obvious.
You wanted his cock, you wanted him and him only.
" 'ave been good..."
" really ?"
You quickly nod your head.
" well, i guess it's time for a reward then ? "
One blink and his cock was out. It was hard and veiny, so thick.
He was asking himself if he could fit but with how wet you are, it couldn't be that hard to put inside.
Taking his lenght in hand, he tease your clit with his tip.
" n...no inside ... pleaaaase...i want it inside...!"
" don't start a whim."
He said sternly.
" 'm sorry Sir ... please... put it ins-"
A moan chocked inside her throat as he put his cock inside her soaked cunt. Holding on your hips he start thrusting inside you.
Breathing never felt so difficult before, the room filling with wet sound, whimper and moaning.
It was so hard, so wild but so good.
So hard and wild you needed to hold on his arm, your legs pressed to your breast.
Tears running down your cheek, you were too fucked dumb to remember you were on live.
" you like it ? Fuck yes you do, clenching around me like that...want to milk my dick uh ?? Fuck ... feel so good inside ... so tight ... "
He wasn't ready to stop, edging himself just to stay longer in that warm and wet hole.
" h...haaa...f...feel....hangh...!"
You tried to speak, but you couldn't.
You were only good to moan and cum now.
Your eyes rolled back, his thrust are deep, so deep you could feel it in your stomach.
Time goes fast, your sweet spot was bullied by his tip, your cunt overstimuled and still, he was fucking you harder than before.
Growling and whimpering on how good you felt around him.
" p....please...'s too much, too b...big...h-haa ...!!"
It feels so good it hurt, but the type of pain you want again and again.
Your love juice and his seed were creaming his cock, leaving a white ring at the base of his cock. Shooting one last load of cum, he decide to stop, he could keep going, you were so warm and tight around him but you were exhausted.
He slowly back off, turning to the camera to stop the live without a smile or any thanks.
He smile just like his dick were for you only.
He let out a sigh before picking you up, walking in the little appartement.
" you did good princesa ... very good."
He put a soft kiss on your forehead before cleaning you and putting you to sleep, not after failling two time to find the bathroom.
He put you to bed with the blanket on you, ready to dress up and leave.
Your hand find his.
" could you ... stay a little longer ?"
He turn his bloody red eyes to you, looking at you. You were tired but still looking at him with your big doe eyes.
" sure ."
He raise the blanket and goes under with you, letting you wrap your arm around him.
" was it good ...?"
" of course it was"
He put another kiss on your face. You yawn and close your eyes.
" lets make a duo ... you and me "
" ... Por supuesto cariño, todo lo que quieras."
[Of course baby, anything you want.]
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I'm sorry but Dracula in hotel transylvania is kinda hot 😔
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life as a spiderdad
Warning : fluff + smut (cunni, needy!miguel, p in v, breeding kink, lactation kink a bit)
Dad!Miguel who can't sleep at night, he doesn't have any spider sense so he's always on alert. Waiting for any sigh of Gabriella crying or whining. Gabriel sleeping between him and you.
Dad!Miguel who always complain about his kids being too noisy but when the house is silent he start to panic and go find them quickly. Before complaining about how silent they are, leaving them a bit confused.
Dad!Miguel who take the sport his kids like very seriously.
Gabriella want to do soccer ? He will go to any match and play with her in the garden.
Gabriel want to do swimming ? He will buy a swimming pool.
Hockey ? Let's go train on a frozen lake !
He could spend hundred just to make sure his kids are happy.
Dad!Miguel who every chrismas says that we'll do a tiny chrismas this years but at the end, buy more gift than your own parents.
He gain enough money for the all family.
Dad!Miguel who stare at the baby sucking on your nipple for milk. Thinking how tiny they are, and how hot you look.
You're tired, almost sleeping standing but yeah he find you hot.
Asking if he can have a taste too.
Dad!Miguel who don't hesite to take your stress away by licking your cunt, holding your thighs. Sucking and licking your poor clit, and teasing your wet hole with the tip of his tongue.
Dad!Miguel who everytime has you underneath him have this urge to see his cum dripping out of your hole. This urge to make you pregnant again because you looked so pretty with a round belly.
" you want a baby again ? Please ... please ... tell me you want it again, that you want my seed ... you want me. Look so pretty for me cariño ... feel so good inside...fuck..."
He can get so needy, a whimpering mess.
Dad!Miguel who no matter how your body had change, will love you and his babies.
You're the most important thing in his life and he would never change that for a thing.
Maybe the constant cry but that something else.
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Payback
Warning :
(cnc, breeding kink, uniform/masked kink, dark!Miguel, p in V, cunnilingus, lactation kink, infidelity and i think that it)
" Coach Terry has a wife ?"
Miguel raise his head, stopping what he was working on.
" mh mh ! Her name is [Y/N], she is so nice, she has a kid too ! He does a lot of.... jokes about it"
" jokes ?"
" yeah, when we don't make enough point he says something like : if i knew kid will shoot that bad i wouldn't have use this excuse to save my marriage ! "
" ... what the..."
" I don't really understand but [Y/N] is so nice with us ... and pretty !"
Gabriella says happily, preparing her bag for her soccer training.
" with his face ? She can't be that pretty."
He says with a unamused chuckle.
" dad ! Don't be a meanie ! "
She scolds him with a frown.
" i'm just being honest."
He shrugs.
" you're just jealous "
She hum with a confident smile, Miguel groan slightly but with a soft smile. He doesn't take it in a wrong way.
" shut your mouth and eat."
" aye !"
She quickly stuff her mouth with food as the big man let out a sigh.
~~
Coming out of his car, Miguel give Gabi her bag as she run out to the changing room.
He walks slowly toward the bleachers.
" um excuse me "
He raise his eyes away from his phone with a slight annoyed stare, he isn't the social type of man. But his hard face quickly fade away as your sigh. He looks up and down at you, taking a good look on your hair, face and body. Especialy body.
" yes ?"
He answers finaly, putting away his phone.
You smile kindly at him. He sees your mouth open to talk but no sound come to his ears. Too focus on staring at you.
How could Terry pull a beautifull woman like you ?
Did you really have a child with this ... thing ?
Does your nipple are hard because of the wind or ?
What ?
He frown at his own mind comment.
He isn't the type of asking himself that, or even staring at a woman body. He doesn't feel guitly too long. He couldn't stop looking at you, he couldn't stop thinking on the fact that he is so much better than Terry.
He could make you scream his name, in every position, everywhere.
He takes a deep breath, he could feel his cock throbbing against his legs.
Dammit. It's been a while since he wanted someone that bad, and he isn't really patient about those thing.
He want you so bad, he want to see you cry on his cock. He want to see you beg for his cock.
The training start and quickly come to an end. His eyes switching to Gabriella then to you. Your ass seem so soft, and your breast so full of milk. He just want to relieve you by sucking your nipple.
He groan.
" fuck..."
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23:05 p.m
Gabriella was already in bed, everything was calm until the city needed him, well the city needed Spiderman.
He wasn't really in the mood, he wasn't known for being the " friendly neighborhood spiderman " .
His duty end quickly, beating up vilains wasn't what he prefer to do but it took off your body out of his mind.
He swing around the building before stopping somewhere high. Looking around until he see someone getting in trouble.
You.
He doesn't have any spidersense but if he had one, it would have been so excited right now.
" please ! Someone help ! "
You cry out at someone snatch your purse out of your hand. The vilain didn't run away, too slow for the hero who catch him easily with his web.
Miguel goes grab the purse, not without a dead stare and an agressive behavior.
He slowly goes to you, for you it was nothing.
For him, he was just holding himself from slamming you against the wall and pulling down your pantie down your legs.
" thanks you so much spiderman ..."
You smile to the masked hero, with a gratitude smile.
He keep his eyes on you.
Your tears.
He wasn't listening to his mind anymore, he doesn't care anymore.
" let me take you back to your place."
He goes to you and pick you up in his arm, shooting a web and flying around the city toward your apartment.
Opening the window was the easiest part of this. Putting back on your legs, you turn to him.
" thanks you, you're so-"
" nothing come for free."
He says in a hard voice.
" what ?"
" I need a payback. That fair for what i do in the city. Dont you think ?"
" but... i don't have any money"
" don't worry princesa."
He grab your face with his finger. Holding you.
" i'm not asking for money."
Your eyes widden at his word. One blink was enough to see how fast he was to ripped your dress in a half. You let out a whine as your breast are now exposed to the masked man.
" w...wait ! I ... i have a husband ! And-"
" and ? You want me to keep saving the city don't you ? Who knows maybe your husband will need my help."
You open your mouth to repost but the only sound who come out is a squeak as the hero deprograms his mask over his nose to take a lick on your hardden nipple. You try to move away from his grip, but Miguel hold you close against him. A second moan escape your lips as he take one of your nipple in his mouth, sucking and slighting bitting it. He let out a growl when the warm milk run down his throat.
He never felt this tight in his costume before.
Your hand stay on his shoulder, trying to push him without really trying ... you could do more than that. Was it the fear ?
You close your eyes, your legs shaking a bit as he keep the nipple in his mouth without forgetting the other, playing with it before giving each little buttons a lick.
You didn't dare open your eyes, fighting yourself not to ask for more, or to make too much noise about your forbidden pleasure.
The next thing you could feel was the pillow on your face when he throw you on the bed. Your stomach on the mattress and your legs spread on the edge of the bed.
" what are you ...! No !"
But he didn't listen, raising your dress over your ass. Kneeling in front of your private area, taking a smell on your pantie making your squirm.
He waited for this for so long, he though of this for so long everytime he would jerk off thinking of you. Moving your pantie to the side, his tongue find quickly the way toward your clit. Licking and sucking on it as you bite on your pillow. Tears falling down your cheek as he eat you out like a starved man. His tongue moving inside your gummy wall, sucking up your juice. Your wetness dripping under his chin.
" p...please...haangh...s...stop...."
You whisper quietly, to give yourself good conscience but not wanted it to end either.
" i...i'm sorry Ter...haaah...!"
You let out a scream when he start playing again with the little budge of nerves.
Turning your eyes to him, you looked at him.
Miguel was kneeling in front of your pussy, sucking it while moving his hand up and down his throbbing cock. Precum coming out his urethra.
It was so big, too big.
He get up again, slidding down your pantie on your ankle. Teasing your wet hole with his red tip.
You should scream, but you just press the pillow harder against your mouth.
He spread your pussy lips with one hand, the other holding his cock in front of your entrance.
" Fuck ... look at that, this pretty pussy all wet for me ... you were waiting for this uh ? Someone with a big cock to fill you up properly ? You wanted it, you waited to be fuck like a slut."
His voice is strict and hard, making your pussy clench on nothing. He let out a dark chuckle out of his lips. Pressing the tip at your entrance before slidding inside without putting force.
He groan between his teeth as you let out a moan in the pillow.
He didn't wait for you to get used to his shape. Putting his rough hand on your hips and pouding inside you like a beast.
You cry on the pillow.
" sorrysorrysorry...i'm...hanh ! Sorry...ha...haa...!"
Do you apologize for your infidelity or for loving it a bit too much ?
The wet sound of your pussy being filled up by the hero are the only sound filling the room. Tears falling just like your wetness down your legs.
You could feel the knot inside you getting bigger as he does firm circle around your puffy clit.
" taking me so well princesa..."
He groan, a mix of whimper and a growl.
" taking my cock so well ... is it better than your husband ? Stop apologizing and answers."
An hard slap on your ass wake you up from your bubble of pleasure.
" pleasepleaseplease ...!"
" are you begging me to stop or to cum ?"
" please...'me cum...! Ha...aaa...f...feels good...!"
" yeah ... it does feels good uh ? You want to cum uh ? Clenching around me like if you don't want me to take it out. You want me to make you a momma again ?"
" pleaseplease...'anna be a mom again..."
You cry out, your mind foggy. It was too much, the thrust, the circle around your clit.
Your eyes rolled back to your head as your legs start shaking. The knot in your stomach exploding in a powerfull orgasm.
Miguel groan, he was holding himself for too long. How was he suppose to hold when your pussy feel so tight around his cock ? He groan one last time before filling your womb full of his cum. He stay inside for a few minute before take a step back. Watching his semence dripping out your pussy.
" that a good girl. You did good for me."
He bend over to you, taking your hair to raise your head at him.
" that pussy is mine now."
You nod, obedient.
He was so violent, as if he wanted to mold your pussy to his shape.
He put a kiss on your forehead before putting you to bed, stroking your hair for a few second, then leaving quickly before your husband comes back.
~~
" dad ?"
Gabriella looks at him.
" yes ?"
He raise his eyes to his daughter.
" Coach Terry was angry today."
" was he ?"
" he said [Y/N] doesn't want to be in the same room as him, and that he knew his marriage was bulls-"
" don't you dare say the word."
" ... oke"
Gabriella pout before going back to her room.
Miguel turn back his eyes to what he was working on.
I should reward her for that. Seem like her pussy is really mine now.
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(camgirl, masturbation male and female, mention of porn video)
Miguel is a stressed man.
Always working, doesn't have time to rest properly neither to go outside and have his way with women.
But it happen, sometime when finaly sit on his chair to have a small break.
Ding !
Turning his blood red eyes to his phone he stare at the notification.
"@.peachie♡ is on live ! Don't miss it ;) "
When he click on it, you were there all smiling and welcoming everyone with those revealing clothes. Even a blind person could see your nipple through the fabric of the shirt. You were smiling, saying how much you missed your fan.
" you're so pretty !"
" spread your legs for daddy sweet girl..."
" can't wait to see those tits bouncing "
It was the comment you always had. You never answers to them. If they wanted to, they need to pay and Miguel knew it.
Some people might say it's easy money, or dirty money but for you it was just money. Doesn't give a shit from who it's from and how you make it.
You were talking about thing most people don't listen but he did.
Miguel always listen, he never comment.
He just listen.
@.Miguel_Ohara send 2k to @.Peachie♡
" thanks you Miguel ! Aw so...so sweet !"
You clap your hands, bending over to " see " the notification. Your breast exposed from the position. Miguel doesn't use his money for himself ... why not for you ?
The night keep going with that.
Miguel send money and you show some part of yourself until it was interesting for him and the others viewer.
" h...haa...t...thanks Miguel...!"
You breath heavily, as your finger move inside your hole with wet sound coming out.
Miguel watch, sighing against his teeth before looking down at his crotch. His aching cock pulsing against his holographic suit.
The sound of your moan and whine echo in the empty office as he let his cock break free in a small whimper.
He comment in private. He doesn't want people to see his public comment. It wasn't the first time you talked with on in private chat and it was where he mostly ask his request. He doesn't let his need come often, but when he does. He does it good.
Your eyes were filled with tears as you read the paragraph he send you, the way he describe you and the dirty talk but in a polite way. It was a lot. It was too much. It was often odd for the viewer to see how you played with yourself when someone gave you money, almost like if it was boring for you but when it come to him, everything was so much better, so much powerfull.
They couldn't see what Miguel told you, but by the expression on your face, it was good.
Miguel moves his hand on his cock, his thumb stroking his tip as precum would slowly run down his lenght. His eyes were almost close, as he let escape some whimper from his lips. Bitting his bottom lips to hold himself.
Watching you pleasure yourself was so pretty to watch. Hearing you cry his name and the fast " thanksyouthanksyou " you said everytime you reach an orgasm was music to his ears.
His start moving faster on his throbbing cock. His was so desesperate, he wanted to come with you, to come in you.
To watch you cum in person as you would thanks him for giving you his hard cock.
He scratch his desk with his talons, his cum coming out on his hand and lower stomach.
When he turn back his eyes to the screen, you were breathless, making a heart with your hand.
" thanks you all for watching ! See you next time ♡"
The live end on this.
Miguel take some time to think, to have some rest from his lewd activity before his phone ring again.
Peachie♡ send you a message :
" You're one, even THE only one always here and you send me a lot. You're a good fan♡
I was thinking that ... If one day you want to make a video with me, it would be my pleasure ♡"
His eyes widden at this message.
A video with you ? Did he wish too hard ?
His face goes hard again when his holographic assistant appear.
" aw come on big guy, you could have dress yourself !"
" Lyla, shut up please. I'm tired."
" too tired to do a video ?"
She says with a teasing grin as he groan in a slightly annoyed expression.
" I don't have time for video or whatever it is."
He clean himself and dress up, standing ready to leave for his apartment in Nueva York.
" you have nothing on wednesday ..."
He turn his eyes to the " innocent " face of his assistant. He leave in silence.
@Miguel.Ohara : are you busy on wednesday ?
@.Peachie♡ : i can be busy with you :)
@.Miguel.Ohara : you're gonna be.
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