Background: It had just struck 12 when you and August were leaving a kickback that your best friend Mia had. The sexual tension between you two was displayed throughout the whole night. You were sitting on August lap as he whispered nasty things in your ear, rubbing on your exposed thighs. Seeing how you were just a tad bit tipsy, you giggled obnoxiously and August decided it was time for you two to go home.
August: Come on Bae. August grabbed your hand and assisted your into the passenger seat.
August walked over to his side, quickly jumping in and sticking the key in the ignition.
The streets of Atlanta were jammed with traffic. It was like at night time everybody was out and ready to have fun. It felt like you were at the same red light for a good five minutes. But you didn’t mind it the dark blue sky and breeze calmed you. August on the other hand, was growing very impatient gripping tightly onto the steering wheel. You giggled at how mad he was, you thought it was cute. August looked at you with a playful smirk on his face and your giggles immediately stopped. You knew he was up to something.
August: what you laughing for baby? He said while snaking his right hand up your left thigh
YN: N-Nothing Bae. Goose bumps quickly appeared over your mocha skin
August chuckled at how his touch made you melt right into his hands and that exactly where he wanted you.
YN’S POV
August hand finally made its way to the button of my bleached high wasted shorts. I thought he was just going to unbutton them and go to work. Until, I felt a pressure on my thigh and I heard ripping. What the fuck? This nigga just ripped my shorts!
YN: August, the fuck man? These were my favorite shorts!
August: I’ll buy you some more.
I felt August fingers creeping down to my womanhood and I had to stop him. Although I wanted too badly, we were in the car in the middle of traffic! The windows were slightly rolled down, what if somebody saw us?! I couldn’t take that risk. But I had a feeling; August would try and change my mind.
YN: Babe, we can’t were in the car. I said slapping his hand away
August: fuck you mean we can’t? Girl you know it’s mine. He said roughly grabbing my pussy
He tried once again sliding his fingers into my womanhood and I immediately felt pleasure. Within five minutes, my back was arched and I felt like I was about to explode.
August: Baby, what’s my name?
YN: Uh, oh my god. My breath was hitched and I could barely form my words properly.
August: say it and I’ll let you cum.
This nigga think he slick. I’m not calling his ass Daddy Alsina fuck I look like? His fingers started to go extra slow and I couldn’t take his teasing but, I didn’t want to just give him the satisfaction….. Not yet at least.
YN: I’m not calling you Daddy Alsina.
Just as soon as the words left my lips August removed his fingers. I was too pissed. I looked at him and he had this stupid ass smirk on his face.
August: Baby all you have to do is say it. He now had his hand resting on my thigh
YN: Daddy Alsina please?
Once I said the magic words August fingers went right back to work with my orgasm coming shortly after.
August: You better act like you know, this Pussy is mine!
I giggled as I tried to readjust my clothes. “Shut up”
Okay lovelies what y’all think about this imagine? I also want to know you guys’ opinions about past imagines that I’ve done. Do you guys like it when I take songs by August and turn them into imagines or nah? Because I kind of have an idea about an Imagine I can create based off of No love. So, comment below!
