Hi. uhhh. y'all. just a one shot. im bored in a car ride. a little bit of choking and degrading so.
You're sitting down amongst a few friends and others you don't know. Smoke plumes from the mouth of the guy across from you. he notices your staring, and blows a cloud towards you, the cold air skimming your face and neck. Your face cowers away ever so slightly, and you let out a soft breath. He smirks. You notice his position, legs parted, a hand on his thigh, eyes on you. You succumb to lust and your eyes begin to get heavy. you begin feeling warmth across your body, embarrassed of your desperation. His stare is ever so strong, burning holes through you. He nods towards the stairs, keeping his eyes on you. You catch the hint, and almost too enthusiastically stand up and go up the stairs. You can see him excuse himself from the conversation as his heavy footsteps follow yours. his dark hair pushes over his forehead, and his hand finds your hip from behind. upstairs, you find a private area. He turns you around, and your back is against a wall.
"Does a pretty thing like you have a name?" He says, inches away from your face.
you comply and tell him your name. He nods.
"fitting" he mutters against your ear. his hot breath on you causes you to shiver. he notices and comments,
"sensitive?" he enunciates the words against you, causing heat to rush to your head. your breathing is lapsed.
"Only a slut would get pleasure from such a simple thing." His word usage causes your eyes to roll back.
his deep voice echoing inside your body. His hand snakes up your sides, toying with the hem of your shirt.
His face insinuates his realization. he slowly laughs out,
"oohh, so you are a whore." he places his tongue against your neck, biting ever so slightly. he grabs your hand, that was balled up, and places it under his shirt. your hand is placed in the center of his chest. you can feel his heartbeat. His own hand finding your neck, as his mouth finds yours. Squeezing the sides of your neck, he presses his lips into yours for a kiss. his tongue teases yours. The pressure of his hand makes your eyes roll back, and you lose your breath. Your legs begin to falter. He releases his hand, placing it back on your hips. His knee is tactfully moved in between your legs, keeping them spread. His knee bangs up against your clit. You gasp against his lips. He chuckles against you, pushing his knee further. You whimper at his movement.
"does that feel good?" he asks mockingly.
you stay silent, your breathing is faltered.
"don't get all shy on me now." he leans into your neck, kissing up to your ear.
"tell me, does it feel good?" his voice becoming stern, and your hips moving against his leg.
you nod enthusiastically
"come on, let me hear that whiney voice." His voice leaves you a mess. practically drooling, your eyebrows are already furrowed. a hot blush covers your face and your eyes are heavy with lust. with one final push from his knee you break.
"yes." you answered him simply, unable to formulate much more.
"good" replying in suit.
He pulls away, leading you by hand to a bed. he motions for you to sit, and so you do. The battle ensues, as his lips crash against yours. he starts palming you through your clothes, pushing himself against you. His palms reach the inside of your thigh, pushing them apart. His face pulls away from yours and begins to lower. Pushing your shirt up, he kisses down your stomach. He makes sure to leave marks, biting and teasing. he swiftly pulls down your pants, as well as your boxers. His tongue begins to prod at you, leaving your thighs clenching together. He looks up at you, as if to tell you to keep them open. You attempt to
comply. The man breathes a slow and heavy breath onto your core. He combats this with a harsh cold blow against your clit. you shiver, looking down at him in anticipation. He slowly begins to place his tongue against you, pushing the folds apart. slightly dipping his tongue into you before pushing up against your clit. Your hands find his hair. he peers up at you through your legs. you take in the sight of his dark locks almost covering his eyes, his raised eyebrows and those deep deep brown eyes. You could get lost, but you're quickly snapped back to reality as his hand snakes up to meet your sex. adding only a touch of pressure, teasing you, prodding you. the pads of his fingers push more and more, before his mouth pulls away.
"You're so fucking wet." in that instant, his fore and middle finger push inside you.
slowly curling and pushing in and out. He watches as your head flips back and a small, breathy moan escapes. He chuckles against you before putting his tongue against your clit. He pushes it open, pressing your nerves. you begin to speed your breathing up, unable to stabilize it. Whimpers escape one after another, as his mouth stays relentless. Your legs quiver at his stimulation. he pulls away, and slows his hand movement. you begin to whine, wanting more. completely pulling his fingers out, he pushes them towards your lips. You run your tongue up his hand before he presses his fingers down onto your tongue. you suck, coating his hand thoroughly in saliva. You gaze down, eyeing the prominent tent in his pants. His hand went to unbutton his jeans. teasing you, he slowly unzips his zipper, pulling them down enough to see his boxers. You're lost in a trance. He smirks up at you through his hair. he starts to toy with himself, exhaling heavily. You feel an aching sensation at your core as you watch him palm himself. Pushing his hand below his boxer's waist band, precum begins to leak through. His breath hitches before he looks back at you.
"lay down for me, baby" his voice is commanding but sweet.
you obviously comply, laying down near the edge of the bed. his rough hand rests on your hip, the other slipping on a condom. aligning himself, he presses the tip against you, running it up and down. you shiver, awaiting his next move. but he doesn't.
"go on. tell me what you want." he continues to tease you through his words. you're caught off guard, face flushed at the current situation.
"is my little slut at a loss for words?" His nails drag on your hips, scratching deep. your back arches a bit because of the pain and teasing together. you let out a whimper before succumbing to his words.
"you! i need you, please. please fuck me-" you plead
you're cut off by him thrusting into you nice and slow. you can feel him stretching you out. he begins to cuss under his breath
"are you always this tight?" his labored breath falling on top of you. He starts thrusting slowly. drawing himself out and quickly pushing back in, all the way. you whimper as he fills you, unsure what to do with yourself.
"please go faster" you udder out.
"oohh someone's getting bold." he says, before entertaining your request. his speed is unmatched, pushing deeper with each thrust. you begin to moan, trying your best to stay collected. his hand finds your throat again, gripping it tightly. Your eyes roll back as your brow furrows. Your whole body becomes fuzzy as he relentlessly pounds into you.
"such a good whore for me, huh?"
his moans begin to pour. You're both cussing as he begins to play with your chest, squeezing and biting your nipples. you writhe with pleasure.
"fuck, fuck, fuck, just like that!" you're losing yourself in him. he's losing himself in you as well, as his thrusts become sloppy, sweat covers his brow, and his head throws back. He finishes inside the condom, slowing down after his high.
that's literally it i don't feel like writing an ending
