One Shots

James Yammouni/ Dirty

I was just putting some carrots in my shopping cart when I heard my name being called. ‘Y/N!’ I turned around to see Andy, my ex-boyfriend walking up to me. ‘Hey!’ I smiled. We had broken a year ago and I didn’t have any hard feelings for him anymore. After we broke up we became very good friends but it had been a while since I had seen him. We gave each other a rather long hug, not caring about the girls behind us whispering about me.

We talked a bit about how our friends, job, whether we were in a relationship or not. I told him about james who had been my boyfriend for a little over 6 months and he told about this girl he met. We talked for a good ten minutes but then I decided it was time to go home. James would be home within an hour and I wanted to make him a nice dinner. He had been so stressed the last few days. His management asked so much of him and the boys. They should be getting a nice, long vacation. I said goodbye to my ex and paid for my groceries.

It was about half past six when I heard the door open and being slammed shut again. ‘james? Is everything okay?’ I questioned. Normally he wouldn’t slam the door like that. ‘What the hell, Y/N!’ he yelled when I entered the living room of our shared apartment. ‘I’ve had a long, exhausting day at work and on my ride home I decide to check my twitter feed. Guess what showed up a hundred times. This!’ He held out his phone in front on me. On the screen was a big photo of me and my ex hugging. So these girls at the supermarket had taken pictures.

‘james, it was nothing. It’s just my ex and we hadn’t seen each other in a long time.’ I explained. I laid my hand on his forearm but he withdrew from my touch. ‘Your ex? And you say that as if it should make me feel better?’ I had never seen james so angry and if i was being honest, it scared me a little bit. ‘Relax, you’re worrying about nothing.’ I said, feeling stubborn. My words only seemed to anger him more and before I knew it I was hauled over his shoulder and carried to our bedroom.

‘james! Put me down! You’re being ridiculous!’ I whined. He huffed and sat down on the bed, taking me over his knee. He put one leg over mine so that I couldn’t get escape. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked. I was beginning to panic. This was a side of james I had never seen before. He was always so gentle with me. My jeans and panties were ripped down my legs and carelessly thrown somewhere in the room. ‘I’m going to punish you, hard.’ He replied. ‘No! Please! I swear it was noth-’ a hard slap was delivered to my left cheek, making me cry out.

‘I’m going to give you twenty and you’re going to count each one of them. If you miss one I’ll start over.’ he growled. Smack. ‘One!’ Smack. ‘Do you think he knows how to properly pleasure you?’ ‘Two! No!’ Smack. ‘Three.’ Even though the slaps stung I could still feel the heat rushing to my core. Each time he slapped my backside my clit would rub against the rough denim of his jeans.

‘Does he fuck you better than I can?’ he asked. ‘No! James, I haven’t fu-’ I jolted forwards when another slap was being delivered. ‘Four.’ I whimpered. ‘You’re enjoying this, huh? I’m spanking you all red and sore and you like it. You dirty slut.’ he groaned. He slid a finger over my slit and made a sound at the back of his throat. ‘You’re so wet and I haven’t even properly touched you yet.’ I thought that he wouldn’t go on with his punishment until three hard slaps were given in succession. ‘Five, six, seven!’ I screamed. I reached my hands behind me to stop him from slapping me again but he pushed them back in front of me. ‘If you know what’s good for you, you won’t reach back again.’

When the twentieth slap was finally given I was barely able to count. James massaged my cheeks before making me sit on his lap. ‘Touch yourself.’ he ordered. I took off my shirt and bra and laid down on the bed and spread my legs, deciding it was best to obey him. My hand trailed down my stomach to my slit where I inserted a finger. James had undressed and was watching me while stroking his own cock.

That didn’t last long though because my hand was soon pushed away. He started roughly rubbing my clit. ‘I’m almost there.’ I moaned. I yelped when he slapped my clit. He alternated between rubbing my clit and slapping it. ‘Oh! Yes! Yes! Yesss!’ I wasn’t even ashamed at how loud I was moaning when I came.

‘And now, I’m going to show you how good I can fuck you. You’ll be screaming my name when I make you come. I can’t wait to feel your tight pussy around my cock.’ he groaned. I almost moaned at his words. ‘Is that it? Do you want my cock?’ he grinned. I nodded eagerly. ‘Such a slut for my cock.’ He groaned before thrusting into me.

'Fuck, you're so tight, baby. Tell me what it feels like to have me inside of you.' He set an incredibly fast pace that knocked the breath out of me. 'Full, so full.' I moaned, not brong able to form proper sentences. 'Gonna cum! Gonna cum!' He moved his hand to where we connected and rubbed my oversensitive clit. 'Let it go.' He grunted. And I did. 'James! James!  james!' I kept repeating his name like a mantra. He pulled out of me and I knew immediently what he wanted.

I licked the precum of his tip. ‘Oh yeah, that’s it. Wrap your soft lips around it. I wanna cum in that pretty little mouth of yours. I started bobbing my head and massaged his balls. He always liked it when I massaged his balls. It was his weak spot. ‘When I cum, I want you to swallow it all.’ He groaned though he already knes that I would. I looked up at him through my eyelashes to see him panting heavily. There was something so satisfying about seeing him so lost in pleasure because of me. ‘Such a good girl.’ He mumbled under his breath. I hummed around his cock, giving him a new sensation. His hand that had tangled with hair tightened it’s grip and by the pulsing of his cock I could tell that he was almost there. I took him particulary deep, making him bump against the back of my throat. That was the last straw and I felt him release into my mouth. I swallowed eagerly and helped him ride out his high.

We laid down next to each other, James wrapping his arms around me. ‘I think I will have to sit at the tip of my chair tomorrow.’ I smiled. My backside was still stinging but it wasn’t unbearable. ‘I love you, Y/N.’ He said, ignoring what I had just said and nuzzling into my neck. My heart warmed. ‘I love you too, James. I want you to know that there’s really nothing going on between me and ex.’ I answered. ‘I already knew that, babe. I guess I just needed to relieve some stress, sorry.’ I shook my head. ‘I like it when you are rough in bed. You have nothing to be worried about.’ We both fell asleep soon after.