𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝐼𝑧𝑧𝑦 𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑙𝑖𝑛 𝑋 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟
𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕: 𝑁𝑜
𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝐼𝑧𝑧𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒
𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡, 𝑢𝑛𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑥, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒
𝑨/𝒏: 𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝐼𝐴, 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡, ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝐼𝑧𝑧𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡😘
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 703
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Tongues on tongues, hands on each other, lips on lips, core to core as we grinded against each other, trying to satisfy the need. Izzy's covered boner pressing hard against my clothed clit. Moans left our mouths as we felt our orgasms nearing.
Izzy stopped me from reaching orgasm, pleads fell from my lips.
Our lips were moving in sync, Izzy's hands rested on my hips as mine rested on his shoulders. My hips moved on his as I grinded on his bulge that was growing in his boxers. Me and Izzy had needed each other all day while he was recording in the studio, the way his lips looked while singing send arousal coursing through my veins.
His hands moved from my hips to my thighs while squeezing and slapping the skin. He stopped my movements and slipped his hand in my panties and ran his middle finger through my slick folds.
He toyed with my clit, subtly satisfying the ache in my core. "You're so wet, angel," he moaned in my ear. "I need you," I whimpered.
He removed his hand from my panties and licked my arousal off his fingers. He sat me on his thigh and held my hips as I started riding his thigh I placed my hands on his shoulders — moans and whimpers left my lips as I felt the pleasure in my core building.
I was already so overstimulated from the past few times Izzy had edged me — I needed to cum, the ache between my legs was becoming unbearable. "Good girl, make a mess on my thigh," he said, grabbing my jaw and making me look at him — "look at me when I let you cum".
I could feel my orgasm nearing as tears pricked in my eyes from the pleasure. "Please, Izzy. Please, I need you so bad," I moaned, digging my nails into his shoulders.
"You sound so good when you beg for me," Izzy smirked.
"I need to cum. Please," I begged as the rolling of my hips got sloppier from the pure pleasure. "Not yet, angel," He cooed. Tears brushed over my cheeks, wetting my face and trickling down my chest.
He squeezed my hips and halted my movements — cries and begs left my lips as I felt my orgasm slip away, once again leaving me with the familiar neediness and wetness in my core.
"Hands and knees, baby," he instructed. I did as he told me, shaking my ass in neediness. "Look at you. All needy for my cock," he laughed as he ripped my panties and threw them to the floor.
"Please, Izzy. Just fuck me, please," I said as he removed his boxers. He ran his swollen tip through my arousal covered folds. He slapped my ass before he pushed his length into me, immediately bottoming out. "Fuck, you feel so good," Izzy moaned.
My tits bounced with every thrust, my moans being muffled by the sheets and pillows. Izzy's grip on my hips tightened, sure to leave bruises by morning — the pain only adding so my sensation. "Feels s'good," I moaned, reaching behind me to hold Izzy's wrist. "You're so good for me," he groaned, his thrusts becoming sporadic and sloppy. "I can't h-hold," I tried to speak, the words getting caught on my tongue as Izzy his the soft spot inside me. With each thrust, he went deeper and kept brushing against my soft spot. He grabbed my hand from his wrist and placed it where his dick was bulging in my abdomen, "can you feel me there, angel? I'm filling you up so well," he smirked as we both neared our orgasms. I tried to tell Izzy that I was close but the only thing that left my mouth was babbles and moans. "Cum on my dick, Y/n, let me feel you," he groaned as his cock twitched deep inside my cunt. I did as he said, I released on him, moans and profanities left my lips in a pornographic manner. Seconds later, I felt Izzy cum in me, decorating my walls with hot jets of semen.
"You're such a good girl," he panted breathlessly, "You're my girl," he said. "I'm all yours."
