Long Timothee Chalamet Stories

All Over the House (P3)

Warnings - face sitting, mouth fucking, very vocal Tim, oral (male and female receiving, cumming in pants, cumming from giving head, chocolate sauce and sex, sex on the table, desired voyeurism, wanting to cover someone in cum, denied orgasm, nearly crying from denial

 "Day two," I smiled into the kiss my boyfriend was giving me. Unfortunately, I'd had some errands to run earlier, so we'd only had sex once when we woke up.

I felt needy, and I could tell he did too, because he was on me the moment I walked in the door. He was extra handsy, his hands squeezing every bit of flesh he could touch. I adored it.

"Let me undress you," he begged.

He did it quickly, thankfully, I didn't want a slow approach to nakedness. Soon everything was off.

"Sit on my face," he begged. I was a bit confused, this wasn't new, but I wasn't about to oppose. He was on the ground, mouth waiting. I felt my essence drip down my thigh as I watched him ready and waiting.

I lowered myself on him. His tongue lapped at my soft flesh, and I was already molten. I reached out to steady myself on something because he was dining on my cunt in a way he never had. Every inch his tongue could reach was laved at and massaged. His lips circled the sensitive bud of my clit. He sucked it into his mouth. My eyes rolled back into my head.

"Your mouth, fuck, your tongue, devour me Timmy, ohh, suck me in," I begged him. His pace picked up and I screamed. I noticed he was whimpering and moaning into my cunt, so vocal even when his mouth was occupied. That was what made me spiral into my orgasm. I was panting as I rode his face, the pleasure coursing through my veins.

"That was so good," I heaved as I removed myself from him. He looked dreamily up at me.

"Only just getting started," he promised. "Undress me."

I did as I was told. I pulled off his shirt, flattening my tongue over his nipples. He moaned and writhed under me. Next came his pants, then his boxers. I realized he'd cum in his boxers just from eating me out. I was so turned on by that, that I moved quickly, before he could sit up. I used his cum as lubricant and began pumping his cock faster then I ever had. My tongue swirled on his tip.

"AH, AH!" He moaned. "BABY! We're gonna get a noise complaint from the cops. FUCK! DON'T STOP AH!"

He was so loud, and he sounded so good, but I wanted to know what the surprise was. I popped off him and he looked just about ready to cry with denied release.

I made a finger gun and held it up to him.

"Tell me the new sex activity now," I joked. He giggled.

"I'll get it," he said, standing up, his cock long as hard as he walked, like a third arm outstretched to point the way. He was so unbelievably hot.

"Here it is," he said mischievously, when he came back in the room.

"Ohhh la la," I said wiggling my eyebrows. Sex safe chocolate sauce.

"I love it," I told him.

"You've gotta guess what I write on you," he said eagerly.

"Alright," I said laying down.

"Oh no, not here," he shook his head.

"Huh?"

"I eat my meals at the table, like a good boy," he winked. I moaned at his words. I got up and climbed onto the table to lay down.

He began to spell something with the sauce. It was hard to concentrate on the shapes.

"Guess," he said when he was finished.

"Timothée?" I asked.

"I love you," he said, crinkling his nose adorably.

"I love you too, was my guess right?" I asked and he chuckled.

"No I wrote 'I love you'," he said, giving my temple a kiss. He stood back up straight, and cracked his knuckles. "Now to eat you alive."

He began to lick up the sauce while making eye contact with me. I shuddered as he circled my nipple, before placing a kiss on the bud. He was on the valley between my breasts. I was panting as he went. He licked a single stripe up my heat for good measure. Then he was moving up by my head again. He poured chocolate sauce in a long line, over his dick.

"You hungry baby?" He asked.

"Starving," I moaned, and opened my mouth wide, my jaw slack. He fucked in and out of my mouth for a couple seconds, shouting the whole time. Finally, with the last thrust, he moved slowly out, so I could get the chocolate off him. He moved so slowly I could feel every vein of him, and I hoped he could feel my eager tastebuds.

"Time to fuck you senseless," he beamed.

"Is that what you usually do to your meals?" I asked, moving down the table so he had better access.

"When they're this sexy, absolutely, he said as he sheathed himself inside me,

"Oh fuck," he whimpered. He began to snap his hips mercilessly fast. My whole body moved with each thrust due to how power they were.

"Oh baby, yes, fuck me, right there," I whimpered.

"I fucking love your pussy, I should've let you finish me off in the theatre! They should all know how horny I am for you. Want everyone to know what you do to my cock. Ughhh, I wanna cum all over you and parade you around in public. Uh, uh, ohhhh."

He was lost to bliss, his cock rutting into me so deep it felt unreal. I couldn't even form words to agree with the wonderful and dirty things he was saying. He didn't know I agreed with every one.

He grabbed the chocolate sauce, dousing my breasts, and leaning forward to suck on them. He was even deeper inside me now, and I couldn't help but fall over the edge. I cried his name over and over as I felt myself clamp down on him.

"HOLY SHIT Y/N!" He screamed, and with one last thrust he was painting my insides white. I wished I could see it, all the cum filling me up.

"That, was excellent," I panted as I came down.