Roger Taylor Smut

Daddy

Requested by: Anonymous

"Come ride me," Roger beckoned with his finger, laying in the middle of the bed stark naked.

You crawled up to him and straddled his waist, leaning down to kiss him.

Roger sighed into the kiss, tangling his fingers into your hair, effectively deepening the kiss.

You broke the kiss and Roger's eyes bore into yours, blue and glassy. 

You watched his swollen lips as he spoke, "Please."

You knew what he was begging for. 

Roger grabbed onto your hips as you lowered yourself onto him. 

You watched down at him as he basked in the small waves of pleasure as you rocked your hips with him still inside you. 

The two of you fell into the easy rhythm of moving your hips together. On each down thrust of your hips, Roger would thrust his up and you'd watch as his eyes rolled back each time. 

Sweat began to gather on Roger's upper lip and the dip between his brows despite him not exerting himself as much as you.

Roger watched entranced as your tits bounced in front of his face with every thrust. 

"Hhnnghh~" Roger gurgled around the fingers you previously shoved between his lips. 

"Are you close, Daddy?"

You gasped, covering your mouth with your hand as if you didn't mean for the words to come out. Roger, however, had a completely different reaction to them.

His back arched and he bit down on your fingers as he whined high, eyes rolling back. 

You stopped moving, staring down at him with wide eyes. "You really liked that, didn't you?" 

"Sthay it againfth," he mumbled around your fingers still down his throat. 

"Daddy...?" You tested and Roger keened high and loud, his hips bucking up wildly.

"Come on, Daddy, are you gonna cum for me?" You asked more confidently. 

Roger nodded his head quickly as he kept up with your fast pace.

You grabbed onto Roger's hair and yanked hard, "Let go," you murmured right by his ear.

Roger whined, but that's not what did it for him. The final chant of "Daddy" falling from your lips sent him tumbling head-first into his orgasm.

Roger cried out and bit down again on your fingers as he shook through his climax. You didn't think you'd ever seen him come that hard.

Once Roger had come down, that was your single to keep moving your hips as you hadn't a chance to come yet. 

"No," Roger choked back a strained sob of overstimulation. "It's too much,"

He pulled you off his softening cock and replaced it with his long fingers. 

He watched - still slightly dazed - as his fingers moved in and out of your wet heat. "You're gonna cum on Daddy's fingers?" He slurred. 

"Yeah, I'm gonna cum all over your fingers, Daddy," you assured him, clenching around his digits. 

Roger licked his lips as he watched your orgasm tumble through you. 

Once he was sure that you were finished, he brought his slick fingers to his lips and sucked your juices off them. He closed his eyes and hummed contentedly around the fingers in his mouth. 

Needless to say, what happened tonight was included quite often in your sex lives.

I tried. That's all I'm gonna say.