brite lies | joshler

BOSS

"fucking slut." josh cursed under his breath once tyler had left the room, sitting up and looking at the wet patch on his boxers, grunting before pulling his jeans back up his thighs. his phone buzzed in his pocket, josh cursed once more for the millionth time, because without looking at who it was, he knew exactly who would contact him at this hour.

nicole
got any flour?

josh
y'know you don't have to call it flour all the time

nicole
that doesn't answer my question

nicole
if you do, come over and i'll let you eat me out 💘

josh
charming.

josh looked down at the noticeable bulge in his pants, pinching the bridge of his nose before typing a response.

josh
i'll be over in 10

🍒

josh brought his nose to the tip of the straw, harshly breathing in the powdery white substance that was neatly assorted four fine lines.

when he was done he handed the cut straw to nicole, sniffling and wiping his nose as his pupils widened. she plucked it gently between her fingers, flipping her long brown hair over her shoulder as she snorted a line, wiping her nose afterwards.

"a deal's a deal." josh reminded as nicole placed the straw down on the glass coffee table. "you're acting like i forgot." she giggles, laying down on the couch they were seated on, spreading her knees for josh. the only light source being the tv, which was playing one of those late night reality trash shows.

straight smut warning since y'all freak out over straight people nowadays

josh lifted her dress up, the delicate fabric laying on her stomach, as he ran his calloused hands down the plump, milky white skin, leading to the crevice of her thighs, which were masked with white lace panties.

he rubbed down the middle of her panties with his middle finger, a gentle gasp emerging from her rose-pink lips as her eyes fluttered closed in lust.

he continued the action, rubbing circles in the space until he felt a wet spot form on her underwear. "g-god josh- please-please take them o-off." she stutters as he kept playing with her.

he eventually took her panties off, kissing and sucking down the soft skin, before kissing at sucking at her clit. a moan emerging from her lips as she wrapped her thighs around josh's head, practically suffocating him in her thighs.

she moaned and gasps as he finds his hands around her ass, kneading the skin like dough honestly.

"oh-oh josh- please 'm gonna-" nicole cut herself off with her own moan as josh dug his tongue into her, his nose basically buried in the warmth between her legs.

her thighs started shaking, her toes curling as she gripped onto tufts of his hair and released with a decently loud whine.

straight smut over softies

she panted as josh moved his head away,
licking the excess cum off his mouth and sitting back on his heels, nicole lazily pulling her panties up her thighs, before pulling her dress down and sitting back up, kissing josh's cheek. "thanks, tiger." she whispers, before leaning down to the coffee table to snort another line.

"'s it 'kay if i don't pay you this time? i gotta pay my rent." she says, wiping her nose. josh looked over to her, rolling his eyes. "you fuckin' owe me." he mumbles, nicole just beamed, kissing his cheek once more. "you're the best dealer, joshy. cocaine and head with no charge!" she giggled, josh rolled his eyes, distancing himself slightly. "this is the last time, nicole." he warns. she just giggled and said:

"we'll see about that, tiger."

hi all i have no fucking clue how to write smut let alone straight smut yeehaw

sorry for my absence on here but i'm back and ready to attack!!!!

also this is a filler to show more of josh's point of view y'know??? cool.

—charl