Mario Selman smut || m.s

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My first time staying the night at Mario's, I was awoken by what I thought was Mario talking. I rolled over and looked at the clock, thinking it was morning. However, it was only midnight. I thought I had heard Mario's voice, which made me think it was morning already. I rested my head on the pillow again and my head sunk into it. Not long after drifting back to sleep, I heard Mario once more. He spoke softly, but he was normally not one to talk in his sleep, or so he said. Then, I heard what he was saying.
"You're so tight, Y/N." Mario moaned lowly. My eyes widened at what I heard. I rolled over to inspect, to see if what I thought was happening was actually happening. I pulled the blanket back slowly, trying my hardest to not wake him. Mario was still sound asleep, but groaning my name with his large hand palming his erection. I nearly gasped at what I saw. Of course Mario and I'd had sex before, but this was an exciting event for my first time staying the night at Mario's place.
I tried to wait it out, tried to wait to see if Mario's moans would cease. However, they did not. At least ten minutes had passed and he was still moaning my name along with, I'll admit, quite filthy dirty talk. I reached to move Mario's hand from his length. I now rested my hand over him and began to kiss his jawline. I kissed sweetly, pressing my lips hard against his skin. With no response to my kisses, I decided to press my lips against Mario's skin more lustfully. My tongue slipped between my lips and glided over his cheek and a small amount of stubble hairs. My mouth hovered over Mario's ear. I exhaled deeply, not really knowing what to say.
"Babe, wake up." I said. From what Mario has previously told me, he was a light sleeper. This was evidently true because as soon as I spoke to him, he woke up.
"Hmm?" He hummed. I smirked thinking about what I was going ask him. He hadn't realized the position of my hand over his crotch yet or that my leg was draped over his. I sat up in bed and looked down at Mario, who looked so sleepy at the moment.
"What were you dreaming about?" I asked, giggling slightly. I waited for a reaction that was delayed because of Mario being only halfway awake. Even with how dark the room was, I could still see Mario's eyes widen thanks to the bright moon shining in through the blinds.
"What?" He questioned, acting like he didn't hear or understand me.
"You know what I said." I smirked at him. The cool glow of the moon through the window still allowed me to see Mario's cheeks turn a deep, flushed shade of pink. I placed my hand on Mario's lower abdomen, which was thankfully bare.
"You." He said bluntly, as if that weren't obvious. Mario's looked genuinely embarrassed but hearing the way he whimpered my name made me ache for him. "How much did you hear?" When I told him I had been listening for a while, his flesh turned even redder. He covered his face with his hands and groaned.
"So what exactly was I doing in this dream you were enjoying so much?" I asked Mario.
He looked up at me, into my eyes.
"Riding me," he gulped. I had never done that before, so it was understandable why he would dream that. I pictured the thought of riding Mario, me being in complete control. I felt myself grow wetter, moisture pooling in my panties. I moved over Mario, moving one leg over one side of his body and the other leg to the other side. I looked up into his eyes when my fingers reached the waistband of his boxers. He nodded his head swiftly and I pulled the fabric off of him.
Mario now laid below me completely nude and already with a full hard on. His long fingers tugged at the lace of my underwear then tossed them to the side. I hovered over his length before rubbing my slick folds up and down him. I nearly moaned when I moved up just barely too far and the head of his cock almost slipped into me. At this point, Mario and I were beyond ready. Mario reached over to his nightstand for a condom. He quickly tore it open and rolled it on.
My small hand wrapped around the base of his length. I lined Mario up with my entrance and sunk down onto him. He bottomed out on the very first thrust, causing us to whimper in unison.
"In my dream you didn't have a shirt on." Mario breathed out but chuckled while telling me. I rolled my eyes at him then threw my shirt at him. He caught it and threw it to the floor. I placed my hands on his upper abdomen and gripped onto him. My hips moved up then back down slowly to take in all of his cock.
Mario's hands gripped onto my thighs while I bounced on him. I kept the pace slow, trying let this last as long as possible. Mario became impatient with the speed and thrusted his hips up. I looked up at him and saw droplets of sweat dripping down his forehead and that his hair was getting damp already. He still bucked his hips up, meeting me halfway with my thrusts.
"So tight and wet, baby." Mario groaned. I moaned as well when Mario hit just the right spot. I rode him at the same angle so his cock would keep hitting that same spot. I became a moaning mess with my legs shaking, barely able to keep riding Mario. Every roll of my hips was quick and sloppy as I came closer to my orgasm. I leaned over Mario's body. I pressed my lips to his while still rolling my hips onto him, bouncing on his length.
"I'm, oh fuck, I'm so close." I whimpered. Mario's large hands grasped my breasts since they were basically right in his face. His thumbs teased my nipples and the extra sensation and pleasure sent me right over the edge to my orgasm. Mario felt my walls spasm around his dick, letting him know I had orgasmed, if the sobs and moans hadn't already.
Mario thrusted up into me as I was too exhausted to do much more. I was so sensitive and Mario's sloppy thrusts didn't help the matter. After a few rushed thrusts, he also came. I felt a spurt of warmth fill the condom as Mario's  thrusts ceased. He kissed my forehead after pulling out of me. Then he left to go clean up and I remained laying underneath the sheets and blanket.
I was aware of Mario being back in the bed by the mattress sinking in next to me and then his warmth behind me. Neither one of us bothered putting on clothes before we went back to sleep. Mario sweetly pecked my cheeks before cuddling up to me.
"That was the best sex we've ever had, or at least I thought so." I told him.
"So much better than my dream." Mario murmured. I laughed at him before saying our goodnights, then falling asleep soon after.

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THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE ONE SO FAR.