Zak Bagans Smut (Requests Open)

Use Me

Zak hadn't texted you or the guys all day, you had wondered what was up with him.

Currently at Aaron's, you all had agreed to review the footage but Zak was a no show. Billy checks his watch, "He's 25 minutes late. He's not answering his phone either."

You chewed your lip in worry, "I'll go to his place, see what's up?"

Jay shakes his head, "Nah, let's just start without him."

You sigh and nod, sitting down with them as we start to review the evidence.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Everything was done and Zak didn't show up for any of it. Billy was the first to speak up about it.

"Alright, Y/n. Go see Zak and see what's up?" You nod before getting up and walking out to your car.

Arriving at Zak's place, you see one of his cars in the driveway. Meaning he's home, walking to the door you notice it's unlocked.

You enter and see the house is still clean but Gracie is nowhere to be found.

Then you had remembered that he had taken her to his mom's. Hearing grunting, you head in its direction to find Zak beating the shit out of his punching bag.

"Zak?" He didn't hear you, he was too focused on his anger. You could tell he was angry as his hands weren't even wrapped.

You get a little closer, making sure not to scare him. "Zak!" He stops and slowly turns to you.

"What are you doing here?"

"You missed our review session. I wanted to come check on you."

He scoffs, "Well, I'm fine. You can go now." You shyly walk up to him and put your arms on his biceps.

"You can tell me what's going on, hon. Maybe I can help."

He scowls as he turns away from you, "I'm fine, now go."

You decide to take things to another level. As he starts punching his bag again, you step in front of him making him stop instantly.

You run your hands up his chest, "You sure I can't help?" You coo, making his breathing pick up.

"You don't want to use me?" You run your fingers to his belt. "You don't wanna fuck me, let out all your frustration? Use me like a little slut?" He growls before pushing his lips to yours.

Pushing you towards his car, he rips your shirt down the middle making your blood run to your panites.

He pushes you up against the hood of the car, his hands going to your jeans and unbuttoning them. Diving into your wetness, you moan as he finger runs over your clit.

"Fuck, you're so wet. You wanted me to fuck you, didn't you?" You were caught, it was a way for him to fuck you until you forgot your own name.

"Yes, I want you to fuck me. Use me, Zak." He dips a finger into you, making you moan at how big his fingers were.

"You're so tight, I don't think I can fit another finger into you." He whispers against your lips with a smirk. You grab his wrist, silently telling him to keep going.

"You little whore. You like me finger fucking you?" Every word of that sentence was so hot, it made you even wetter if possible.

Your eyes roll back into your head, then he stops. "On your knees, bitch." You do as you're told, kneeling in front of him.

He unbuckles his belt, then his jeans before revealing his incredible length. Dude was huge!

"Suck it."

You take him into your mouth, he groans and wraps his hand in your hair. He holds your head in place as he starts to thrust into your mouth, creating a wet sound.

You moan around his length, controlling your gag reflex. He stops deep in your throat, before he pulls out, his length dripping with saliva.

He picks you up before bending you over the hood of his car, he yanks your jeans down before positioning himself at your entrance.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you won't be able to see straight." He pushes into you, giving you time to adjust before he slams into you.

He spanks you before bending to bite at your shoulder, making you cry out in pain and pleasure.

"Tell me how it feels." You arch your back, showing him just how good it feels. "Oh god, right there!" You feel him hit your g-spot over and over again.

"Naughty little girl. You like the way I fuck your tight little pussy?"

"Yes, fuck! It feels so fucking good!" You push your hips back into him, he suddenly pulls out and sits on the bench press.

"Come here, Y/n. Ride me." You instantly obey as you walk over to him before straddling him and lowering yourself onto his length.

His lips go to your neck, he bites and sucks at your soft flesh before spanking you. You moan as the heat starts to spread on your skin.

"Such a good girl, riding my dick so good." You connect your lips with his again as you take slower grinds. His moans turn you on even more as he takes you and lays you on the bench press.

He drills into you, the sensation making it all the better. "Zak, I'm gonna cum."

His hand wraps around my throat, "You better cum for me. Cum for me, Y/n." Those words were enough to send you over the edge. Zak slows his movements to ride out your high before he lifts one of your legs onto his shoulder and begins his rough thrusts again.

"Zak! How are you so good at this?" He drops your leg and holds your head in his hands as he looks deep into your eyes.

A smirk crosses his face, "I'm just good at making naughty girls like you feel me the next morning." His lips return to yours as his thrusts start to lose rhythm.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Y/n." His hands grip the weight above you, his knuckles turning white from how hard he gripping it.

"Cum in me, Zak. I want you to give me all your cum." He ruts his hips into you before he lets out a gruttal moan and releases himself inside you.

He leans down to you and strokes your cheek, "Kiss me." His lips are on yours in an instant. You feel him grow hard in you again, making you laugh.

"Again? I guess I will be feeling you tomorrow." He chuckles before taking you in his arms and taking you to the bedroom.

Here's another one for you dirty fuckers! But then again, who am I judge? Hope you enjoyed!

Peace ✌