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WARNINGS: dom!bill, sub!reader, p in v (missionary)
"Ohh fuck!" I whined, feeling Bills cock drill into me, hitting that perfect spot in my tight cunt. We had just returned from a concert, waiting in the tourbus for the others to return from whatever they were doing.
We took advantage of the time we had alone, I was underneath him, his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust, his hands snaking around my thighs to wrap my legs around his waist as he pounded into me. He groaned in pleasure, leaning down and softly nibbling my earlobe, "god, you're fucking amazing."
His eyes gleamed with satifaction as he picked up the pace, his cock slamming into me with increasing intensity. He was merciless, taking what he wants, dominating my body perfectly.
"Mmmh!" I moaned loudly, holding onto his biceps and burying my face into the crook of his neck. His hand slid in between our bodies, reaching down to my clit and rubbing rough circles, increasing the immense amount of pleasure I was experiencing.
"Come for me baby, let me feel you lose control all over my fucking cock.." he grunted, feeling the way my pussy tightens around his cock with each harsh thrust.
We hadn't realized but the guys had gotten back, their loud chattering not registering to either of us, Tom and Georg walked in, their faces going from big grins to looks of horror, I noticed their presence and screamed, grabbing the covers and throwing them over us, "get out, now!" I yelled, they both giggled and ran off, slamming the door shut behind them.
"Jesus fucking christ.." Bill grunted, "ruining our moment," he chuckled before moving in me again, leaning down and capturing my lips in a soft kiss. His pace quickened, his cock slamming against my walls, the sound of flesh slapping together echoing through the room. He gripped my thighs, holding me in place, his fingers digging into my skin.
I rolled my eyes back, throwing my head into the pillows as I moaned loudly, "yess baby, be as loud as you want," he chuckled, feeling my arousal drip down his cock. He pounded into me, driving me into the headboard, his hand reaching up to my breast, twisting my nipple roughly, "you like that, don't you? You're such a fucking slut for my cock.." he groaned, feeling his release dangerously close.
I too felt my orgasm quickly build up, a knot forming in my stomach, the tension agonizing. "You want me to fill this pretty pussy with my cum, hm?" he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. I could barely function from his cock pistoning in and out of me, I lazily nodded, my head hazy from all the pleasure.
"Good girl..such a good girl for me..." he groaned, reaching down and rubbing my clit again, I gasped and felt my legs start to tremble, my orgasm close. "Cum on this cock..." he grunted, his thrusts becoming almost violent, each slam into my body sending waves on shock and pleasure throughout me.
His dominance and power radiating off of him, he leaned down, biting and sucking at my neck, "say my name slut, scream it," he commanded, "mmh! Bill!" I cried out, obeying him despite me being sent into oblivion.
"Oh fuck, 'm gonna cum!" I whimpered, he cried out and slammed into me once last time, his cock fully inside me as he spilt his seed deep inside me. He kept at his pace, making sure I had my orgasm too, his fingers rubbed my clit harder, my pussy throbbing around his cock as my orgasm crashed down, "fuck!" I yelped, spilling my juices all over his cock.
"Ohhh good girl.." he groaned, collpasing on top of me, burying his face into my chest. I panted, wrapping my arms around him as we both recovered from our earth shattering orgasms.
Once we got dressed and went back outside, Tom and Georg were whispering to themselves and giggling while looking at us. "Had fun?" Tom teased, "oh shut up, don't act like we can't hear you fucking jerking off, you too Georg," I glared at them, their faces going bright red.
"Shut up.." they muttered in unison, Gustav bursting into laughter, "about time they got called out." Bill and I sat down on the couch, turning on the TV and watching a movie with the rest of the band, settling in for the night before we had to go to another concert the next day.
