NSFW Timothée Chalamet One Shots

Strip Club

Warnings - strip club, titty fucking, smut, unprotected sex, praise kink, love for big boobs, possessive

"Happy birthday Angel," I said, and gave Timmy a big kiss. "Do you know where we're going for your birthday?"

"Where?" Timothée asked with bright eyes.

"The strip club," I smiled.

"Uhhh, thank you baby," he groaned.

"Your first lap dance is on me," I winked.

"Has anyone ever told you you're the best girlfriend ever?" He asked.

"Yeah, this one guy named Timothée Chalamet, I'm sure you don't know him."

He ruffled my hair and crinkled his nose. Since we were already ready to go out, we left. When we got to the club, Timmy was antsy.

"Oh, Tim look, that red head is cute, she's got big boobs, you like that. You want her first?"

"Yeah," Timothée sighed. I went over to the girl to arrange it. Timothée was in a chair, jiggling his knee. The girl took my money and grinned at Timmy.

I watched his smile grow wider as the girl came over. I got a drink while Timmy enjoyed himself. About ten minutes later someone gripped my hand in a strong grasp.

"We're going," Timothée gritted out. He was dragging me to the car. I was so confused. He was silent the whole way home but his grip never wavered. I tried asking him questions but his jaw just tightened.

Finally, we were home, and I noticed the tent in my boyfriends pants. He pressed me up against the wall, his mouth hungry and wanting.

"Baby, what is this?" I asked

"Fucking strippers got too handsy. I only want you, no one else should touch me."

My stomach twisted with delight at his words. He truly was the sweetest man in the world. Who else would evacuate a strip club to fuck their girlfriend?

"No one does it for me like you do," he said, grinding his hard length against me. I moaned.

"That stripper's tits were nothing compared to yours," he said as he kneaded them lovingly.

"I wanna fuck them," he begged.

"Timothée you are, with out a doubt, the sexiest man alive," I said, and dragged him to the couch. I removed my clothes for him and he groaned. He removed his clothes too. I pressed a kiss the head of his cock.

"I love when you do that," he huffed. I held my tits together, making a tight hole for Timmy. He grabbed the lube so he'd slide well.

"You are the sexiest girl in the whole world," he shuddered as he guided his cock into the space of created for him. He began to thrust forward. His head fell back in pleasure.

"No one has tits like yours, you're so perfect. I can't get over it. Fuck, this feels so good Mon Amor," he panted.

"Timmy, you look so good fucking me like this," I breathed. My core was on fire, desperate for his cock.

"You're so much better than anyone else. I can't believe I get you, you're mine, mine, mine. You're a goddess among mortals," he moaned.

"Timmy, I want you to finish inside me, I need to feel you," I begged.

"Of course, whatever you want my angel," he pulled out of my breasts, and I slightly missed the sight of his cock head so close to me. He entered me and began thrusting wildly fast.

"Timmy," I moaned. "You fuck me so well."

"You're so good for me, you can't imagine how good you feel," he groaned, and without warning he was painting my insides white. The pulsing of his cock, and desperate whines had me flying off the edge into bliss.

"You're so amazing," Timothée said, kissing me.