After he had helped Smurfette, he suggested we go back to his place. I felt my heart pounding; could it be? He guided me to his home, in my drunken haze. He sat me down on his bed, and we continued to talk. Papa had brought me in closer, gazing into my eyes longingly. I could read his intentions, and gave him a nod. He carefully slid off my dress, and looked at me, craving me. I pushed him down and unbuttoned his fitted button-up top. I unzipped his trousers, revealing his tender cock.
He rolled me over and climbed on top of me. His eyes in the dimly lighten room were captivating, and pulled him in closer. His lips were soft and plump. He began to make his way down, kissing me as he went. He began to kiss my inner thighs; I could feel my pussy throbbing with eagerness. Papa began to use his tongue in an up and down motion as he entered. I gasped as he came in; it felt so good. I let out slight moans, trying to hold myself together.
"You like that?" he said in strong, breathy voice." I nodded, practically spaced out as all I could focus on is what was happening in me. Papa began to use to fingers along with his tongue, I began to feel a pulsing sensation progressively getting faster as we progressed; I couldn't hold it in any longer. I moaned in pleasure, gasping in between.The door creaked open,
"Daddy?"
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Papa Smurf x Reader (SMUT) 🫐
Fanfic"An atrociously good novel" - Obama this is a little jokey joke btw so don't bully me for this 😘😘