#SOA SMUT

[secretlysamcro]

Mugshot Madness | 🖤🐦‍⬛

Jax reacting to you (his younger gf) sticking his mugshot up on the fridge 🍒✨🌺🖤🫶🏽

HUGE shoutout to my cherry pie gyalllll @jinxedkaix the ideas you come up with? 😮‍💨 honestly means so so so so so much that you trust me to make them come to life, love ya forever 🤭💅🏽

TW: Mild smut of course, it’s me ffs.

*gif does not belong to me.

xoxo secretlysamcro

[fbfh]

No thoughts head empty Jax Teller fucking you pronebone in a headlock. Loving up on you when you have an attitude. He knows you're acting up because you need some extra special loving from your man, and now he's pounding into you slow and steady, arm around your face and the other holding your hips right how he wants em. He smells like motor oil and cigarettes and old musty wooden furniture and some other things you can't even think of. His stubble tickles your ear when he nuzzles into you and he does it again just to make you squirm more.

"Yeahhhh, there we go baby.... this what you needed, angel? Just needed some good dick? A nice deep poundin'? Need your old man to fuck the attitude outta ya, didn'tcha? Mmmnnng... fuckin' thought so..."

[tinyshyteacup]

Hiii👀😏🙄🤣 could i please get a 🦄 with Chibs that's smutty with him!!??? Like the reader and him end up sharing a room in lock down and they always argue like about stupid shit and they end up doin it 😍😍😍🥵🥵🥵😏😏😏😏🤣🤣

• Love in Lockdown •

Tw: smut, cussing, fighting, oral female recieving, fingering female recieving (if you squint?) descriptive smut, 1st time writing smut

"JESUS, WOMAN—!" Chibs swore, eyes squeezing shut—from what you’ve suggested.

A surprised yelp left you as Chibs kicked the dorm door shut.

"Do ye have any idea why we're in this mess lass ?" He all but growled.

"Chibs, I just—" you hesitated growing shy now you where under his gaze and behind his dorm door.

—you, naturally, had tried to help with errands during a lockdown.

Chibs had expected as much, in fact it was one of your traits he ordinarily admired.

However what he hadn’t expected was how much of a pain in the arse you were about it, especially with a enabling lad, determined to prove himself worthy of a patch.

"Stupid Bastard" Chibs muttered, rage pouring from every pore.

"Filip, I—" You tried again, but the look he gave as he rounded on you stopped you in your tracks.

"Don't leave, means don't fuckin' leave, love" He murmured as he gripped the back of your neck. Forehead pressing to yours eyes closed as he exhaled sharply.

The tension from earlier still lingered in Chibs’ bones, but his words where softer now.

"If I lost ye—" He breathed before his resolve crumbled and his lips found yours.

He swallowed the surprised yelp that left your lips, his knuckles dragging over your cheek and brushing past your jaw.

He moved then one hand steady on your waist guiding you back the other curling into your hair not pulling or demanding, but firm.

His beard scratched at the pulse point below your ear as his lips left a warm trail across your jaw.

Your heels had been kicked off at the same time he had forced your jeans past your hips and laid you back across his bed in one startlingly smooth maneuver.

One of his hands found your hip, fingers flexing, gripping—not to hold you down, but to hold you close.

His mouth never left your skin.

Your collarbone.

His lips.

Your shoulder.

His teeth.

Your palm.

His tongue.

The dip beside your exposed hip.

His warmth breath.

Every single inch of you.

Measured and Unrushed.

The drag of his nose as his lips ghosted over your thigh.

Calloused fingers willing you to understand—truly understand—what it meant to be his.

His to love.

His to protect.

His to cherish.

As they found your warmth he stilled "Yer sure ye want this ?"

Chibs' breath fanned from his smirk onto your core.

"letting an old bastard like me have ye love ?" His smirk turning wolfish at your breathy nod.

A full body shiver washed over you as Chibs presses his fingertips into your folds.

"I've got ye love" he murmurs pulling back to measure your features one last time before bringing his tongue to your core in one agonizingly slow stroke.

Your hands fist in the sheets as you arch agasint his mouth, Chibs satisfying hum vibrating through your core as his mouth hungrily laps at your center.

His fingers find yours prying one hand free from the sheets, lacing his fingers with yours, as his ministrations continue to wind your core impossibly tight.

Chibs nose bumps agasint your sensitive bud, sending your eyes to the back of your skull as your orgasm washes over you in waves.

His hand found your hair, fingers tangling in it, stroking slow.

His other arm wrapped around you, solid and unrelenting, holding you against him like he never wanted to let go.

"Chibs I—" you breathe between pants as you try to gain your composure.

"I know, I know, love" a soft press of his lips to your forehead as he tucks your head under his chin "I just can't lose ye, lass"

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

please please please something w jealous / possessive jax

answering as a blurb because I think we all need this on a saturday night in november. smut warning obvs

“Do I not give you enough attention, pretty girl?”

All you can do is whine in response, eyes rolling back in your head as his hips slam into yours.

He had you bent over the kitchen counter the minute the two of you got home, wasting no time ripping your panties down your legs and folding you in half the way he wanted.

“Is that why you kept looking at Chibs? Hmm? You think he can give you something that I can’t?”

You try to shake your head, but a particularly sharp thrust sends you careening forwards. You’re convinced you’d fly over the countertop if it wasn’t for Jax’s bruising grip on your hips.

“You’re mine,” he grits out, mouthing at the spot underneath your ear. “Mine, you hear me?”

Your knees buckle as you grapple for leverage, your boyfriend’s hips the only thing keeping you upright. Your breath is coming out in short, sharp pants, lungs burning as you try to process the intensity of the moment.

“Say it.”

“J-Jax, baby- fuck- huh?”

“Tell me you’re mine. Say it. Now.”

Jax wraps a huge hand around your throat, plastering your back to his front as he hits a spot inside of you that makes you weak.

“I’m yours,” you manage to breathe out. “All yours, Jax.”

“Gonna make sure you don’t forget it. Make sure everyone else knows it too. You’re not gonna be able to walk for a week, darlin’. And you’re gonna wear these bruises all pretty, yeah? Just in case there was any fuckin’ doubt about who you belong to.”

You see stars when you come, legs shaking and sweat dripping down your back. Jax sinks his teeth into your shoulder when he finds his release, marking you up for good measure.

“How the fuck am I supposed to cover up a bite mark, Jax?”

“You’re not,” he murmurs, and you can hear the grin in his voice. “That’s the point.”

[inagetawaycarxo]

XMAS BINGO; Christmas Baking w/ Jax Teller

REQUESTED BY @oreillystolemyheart:

— ❄PAIRINGS: Jax Teller x F!Reader

 — ❄FEATURING: Y/n, Abel Teller, Thomas Teller, Jax Teller.

 — ❄SYNOPSIS:  Baking Christmas cookies with Jax and the kids turn into something else 

 — ❄WARNINGS: errors I missed, smut, sex, 18+, nsfw, kitchen sex, unprotected sex [wrap it before you tap it]

 — ❄w/c: 1045

 — ❄AUTHORS NOTE: this is either a special edition of HOHW or a standalone, depends on how you want to perceive it! Yes Christmas is over but I want to get these done so they don’t get put on hold again for Christmas in 2023 only five more to go

 — ❄DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms. HOWEVER, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

Jax heard the sound of giggling coming from the kitchen, as he entered his house.

Smiling to himself, he closed the door. Locking it behind him.

He made his way toward the kitchen. Seeing Abel, Thomas and you making cookies. You were holding Thomas in your arm, while Abel was next to you. He was known you for a while now after meeting you at a gas station. Originally he was only going to use you as sex, but he found himself falling for you.

Jax leaned against the door frame. Watching you hold Thomas as you went to put the tray that had cookie dough in the oven. Abel stood by your leg. Holding onto your jeans as he watched in awe.

Jax smiled. His heart was warming at the scene.

Once you finished. You closed the oven door. Turning the timer and oven on. Then looking at Abel and Thomas.

“What should we do know?” You asked them. Abel shrugged his shoulders.

“How about we watch a movie?” You asked.

“Yes,” Abel excitedly spoke. He let go of your jeans, grabbing a hold of your hand instead. When you turned around, you saw Jax standing by the door frame. Making you jump a bit. He was smiling at Abel, Thomas and you.

Abel let go of your hand, rushing over to his father. Your heart swelled at the sight of Jax kneeling, so Abel could crash into him. wrapping his little arms around his father.

Thomas rested his head against your shoulder. Looking at his father with sleepy eyes. You already fed him, and changed him, so, it was time for him to have a nap.

Once Jax was done hugging his son Abel, he whispered something in his ear. Abel let go of his father and rushed out of the kitchen. You heard the sound of a door closing. Assuming Jax told him to go to his room.

You arched your eyebrow, as you looked at him. Jax got up. Walking over to you. He pressed a soft kiss against the top of your head. Lingering there for a second before pulling away. Making you smile softly. He then kissed the top of Thomas's head. Gently taking him from you. Telling you he would put him in his cot.

Jax left the kitchen, went to Thomas’s room, and put him gently into his crib. All the while you decided to clean up.

Jax left Thomas's room quietly. Closing the door gently and walking back to the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen your back was turned to him, as you washed the dishes.

Jax quietly snuck up to you. Wrapping his arms around your waist. You jumped in fright. Turning your head to look behind you. Smiling softly as you saw Jax.

“You scared me,” You spoke. Jax smirked at you. Looking at you intently. 

“I can make it up to you,” He smirked, eyes darkening with lust. Bringing his lips to your shoulders. Leaving a trail of kisses along your shoulder till he reached your neck. sucking harshly on your neck. Trailing his lips up to the shell of your ear.

You knew where this was going.

“What about the kids?” You asked.

“You will have to be quiet,” He responded. Turning you around to face him in one quick move. A gasp left your mouth but Jax silenced it with his mouth. Hands wandering up to boobs, grabbing them.

The kiss turned heated as he groped your boobs. In the heat of the kiss, clothes were ripped off, and lingerie and boxers were tugged off in a rush.  Both of you were left naked. Hands wandering all over each other’s bodies. Jax picked you up, putting you on the counter.

His tongue swipes your lower lip. Making you part your lips. His tongue slipped in between your lips. Both of you fighting for dominance. He won.

You were too preoccupied with the kiss, that you didn’t notice one of Jax’s hands wander off your body to grab his shaft. Guiding it to your heat.

Without so much of a warning, he entered you. Making you let out a gasp, while he let out a moan. Breaking the kiss. His head falls to your neck.

His hand cupped your mouth as he pulled out and entered you again. This time at a fast speed. He continued to thrust in and out of you. His moans were muffled by your neck, while your moans were muffled by his hand. Your hands grab his back. Fingernails digging into his skin. Legs wrapped around his waist.

That only caused Jax to groan. Continuing to thrust into you rougher.

Pleasure courses through your body. Your toes curled as he hit your G-spot with every thrust. Every once in a while he would leave rough kisses on your neck.

Your head tilted back as he kept thrusting into you roughly, at a fast speed. His hands on your waist holding in tight. You knew you would have bruises. But you didn't care.

You tried to quiet your moans but struggled to do so. Though Jax’s hand was still covering your mouth.

With every thrust, your body burned with pleasure. Walls clenching around his cock.

Jax removed his mouth from your neck, trailing kisses to your ear.

Praising you as he thrust into you.

With his praises and thrusts, You could feel the familiar sensation form in the pit of your stomach.

With a few more thrusts your orgasm arises. Tears of pleasure spilled from your eyes. As a strong wave of pleasure washed over your body, Moaning his name loudly as you came hard, but it was muffled by his hand on your mouth.

Jax thrust into you a few more times before his climax hit him, moaning lowly into your ear, as you came down from your high, causing you to whimper. Jax’s stilled in you as he spilled his seed inside of you.

He moved his hand away from your mouth, replacing it with his mouth as he kissed you roughly. He pulled away making you gasp. Eyes opened as you looked at him. His eyes were dark with lust still.

“I love you,” He spoke softly.

“I love you too,” You responded quietly…

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[babyybrii]

nsfw—husband!jax teller

Husband Jax Teller, who fucks you so good the night you take his last name, he doesn’t even last thirty minutes into the reception. Pulls you away with a hand on your waist, murmurs something about needing “a minute,” and no one questions it because you’re glowing and he’s got that dangerous look in his eye.

He finds the first empty room—some dusty back office—and slams the door behind you.

“Been starin’ at you all fuckin’ night,” he mutters, crowding you against the desk. “That dress. That little smile. You know what you’re doin’ to me, baby?”

Doesn’t even bother taking the dress off. Just bunches it over your hips, his wedding ring catching on the silk.

“Shoulda never let you walk out there lookin’ like that,” he growls. “You’re mine now. Whole fuckin’ world’s gotta know it.”

He slides your panties to the side—rough and impatient—then runs two fingers through your slick.

“You this wet just from dancin’? Or is it ‘cause you’re married now, huh?” He presses against your entrance and lets his voice drop. “You want your husband to fuck you right here, sweetheart?”

You nod, breathless. He smirks, cock already out, rubbing against your soaked folds.

“That’s right. My wife. Say it again.”

“I’m your wife,” you whisper.

“Louder.”

“I’m your wife.”

He sinks in all the way, groaning at the way you tighten around him.

“Fuck. Gonna make you come like this—dress still on, last name still fresh on the papers. Gonna ruin you on your weddin’ night, baby. Just like I promised.”

And he does.

He fucks you hard, one hand around your throat, the other gripping your hip, hips snapping into you as the desk creaks beneath you both. He doesn’t last long, not with the way you’re moaning “husband” in his ear. But he makes damn sure you come first—twice.

Afterward, breathless and messy and glowing in the low light, he brushes your hair out of your face and whispers, “You’re my wife now. Don’t think I’m ever lettin’ you outta my sight again.”

[etclouie]

kinktober day eighteen - late night sex

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 summary: waiting for your boyfriend to finish up at the clubhouse, but you’re both too desperate to wait until you get home (Jax Teller x fem!reader)

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 warnings: smut, car sex, unprotected sex(it’s me😇), creampie, reader is mentioned to be on the pill, vp jax, reader is described as wearing a skirt, readers car isn’t described apart from having back doors (if this makes sense??), uh pretty sure that’s it but lmk if i missed any

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 word count: 1.8k

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 a/n: season one jax my beloved

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you’d arrived at the clubhouse when the boys were in chapel, waiting for them to get out as you hadn’t seen Jax all day. the thump of music from the current party happening making your head spin a little as you sat down next to some of the other girls you knew. 

staying where you were sat as the chapel doors opened, watching him intently as he spoke to various people as he walked over to you. 

his hands going to the couch behind your head as he leaned down to kiss you, your hands soothing across his chest while he mumbled against your lips. 

“hi darlin’, you okay?”

nodding in response, eyes darting around the busy room before standing from the beat in leather couch. 

hands soothing across his chest and under his kutte, the leather outlining the broadness of his shoulders. a pleased hum leaving you at the sight of him, while a knowing smirk worked its way onto his face. 

reaching for one of his hands and leading him outside, mumbling out about just wanting to go home, but the words go in one ear and out the other. his attention locked on your hips as you walked, glancing over your shoulder at him at his lack of a reply and swatting at his chest. 

“mhm sorry sweetheart”

his voice held that lustrous tone, one you’d grown familiar with. leading him towards your car, his mind wandering even further before your soft hands are cradling his face. 

“can drop you off in the morning for your bike, would rather not flash everyone we pass”

the way his hands fall to your hips, and even under your skirt show he knows why you don’t want to go home on his bike. but the thoughts in his head started to take over, head nodding at any and all words falling from your lips while his hands kneaded at your ass under your skirt. 

“Jax, are you even listening?”

the words fall from your lips softly, despite the hint of frustration plastered across your face. he’s nodding again, but more sincere than before— actually listening this time. 

“you don’t wanna ride because you don’t wanna flash everyone, got it”

his hands continued exploring your body, palming and kneading at all the skin he could get his hands on. huffing out a breath of air as he leaned in to kiss you, soft at first before it became needy. his left hand leaving your body to fumble with the handle of the car door, getting it open and helping you inside. 

letting his eyes flicker across your body appreciatively before he was leaning in to kiss you again, murmuring out against your lips. 

“this okay darlin’? not pushing you, am i?”

shaking your head no in response, only to be met with a more serious look on Jax’s face. resting your hands on his shoulders and drawing shapes with your thumbs. 

“words, use your words”

“it’s okay, this is okay”

and the smirk on his face made you smile, a swell of pride filling his chest as he climbed further into the car, your body scooting back as far as you could go to give him more room. 

thighs spread as he settled as best he could between them, his big hands flipping up your skirt as his smirk deepened at the sight of your panties. 

the delicate lace clinging to your curves, his head dropping to kiss across your throat and up your neck to whisper huskily in your ear. 

“these for me?”

nodding as his thumbs hooked into the waistband and slowly pulling them off, a groan falling from his lips at the sight of your pussy drooling between your thighs. 

hands moving down to tug at his belt, trying to get it open and sighing as it wouldn’t budge. 

“eager huh?”

he chuckled out, sitting up on his knees as much as he could and working open his belt. watching him through your lashes as he shoved his jeans and boxers down enough to free his cock, the head of him already leaking precum. 

pulling him down into another kiss and feeling him smirk against your lips, his cock laying heavy against your thigh.

“need you Jax”

another chuckle left him before he was kissing you again, all teeth and tongue as he rutted against your thigh.

whining at the feeling of him pulling back, watching him through hooded eyes as he reached forward into the front seat looking for your bag. 

simply watching him as you knew what he was looking for, hearing him curse as he couldn’t find one. 

“you always have one, what happened?”

shaking your head in amusement at his question, hands reaching up to cradle his face and pulling him down into another kiss, shorter this time but still filled with the same level of need as the others. 

“last time i was here late with you, used it then”

a deep sigh pushing from his lips before they tugged up into a pout, his body pulling back from yours slightly. 

irritation painted across his face while his blond locks framed his face, his mind racing and the thoughts of just continuing this when you both got home the foremost in his mind. 

“got some at home, can finish this there”

he’d grumbled out, moving his hands to tuck himself back into his boxers before you were stopping him. 

arms going around his neck and pulling him back down into another kiss, soft and chaste. whispering softly against his lips while holding his gaze. 

“need you Jax, can’t start something and give up halfway through. besides, i’m on the pill”

the proposition has his breath catching in his throat, eyes searching yours and finding nothing but surety.  hearing a mumbled and barely audible ‘christ’ fall from his lips, before he was contemplating again. 

“we’ve never done it without one before”

but the soft and reassuring look on your face was all he needed. another kiss before pressed to your lips until he was pulling back and taking hold of his cock, pumping himself a couple of times before swiping the head of him through your folds. coating himself in your wetness before nudging himself at your entrance.

eyes flicking up to yours for permission, and getting a nod of approval. 

hands grabbing at his biceps as he pushed into your warmth, walls pulsing around him and a shaky groan falling from his lips at the feeling. 

the thing is, you and Jax had had sex many times before, but this was new. you’d never let him fuck without a condom before, didn’t want to risk anything. 

but the feeling was new, and really welcomed. 

it made you both feel closer. 

the feeling of you around him was so familiar yet so new at the same time. Jax loved being inside you, helped ease him down after a long day, but this? this was possibly his new favourite. 

“fuck feel so good darlin’,”

his groans were needier, the feeling of you around him had groan after groan leaving his lips like a fountain. 

his arms on the seat on either side of your head as he slowly started to rock his hips, each drag of his cock had your fingers digging into his arms, nails making little crescent moon indents across his skin. 

a cry of his name toppling from your lips caused his pace to pick up, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the confined space. 

“jesus, so so good”

his tone dropped an octave lower, the last word catching in his throat as you clenched down on him. 

the feeling too much, too good.

and you both felt it. 

the pool of heat in the pit of your stomach grew with each push and pull of his hips, breath hitching in your throat before mumbling out to him. 

his thrusts holding that same punishing pace he always set, your car rocking slightly with each rock he gave. 

his right arm pulling back from next to your head, his hand shaking between your body to press his thumb to your clit. drawing circles in time with his thrusts, causing you to clench down around him again. 

“shit— not gonna last long if you keep doing that baby”

the admission had a thrill of excitement running down your spine, knowing that you’re the reason he’s so close already just by letting him fuck you without a condom. 

every delicious drag of his cock against your walls kept pushing you closer, mixed with the figure eights he was drawing across your clit. your words coming out in a breathless whine. 

“Jax— close baby”

the confession had him groaning again, the pool in his belly matching the intensity of yours. his thrusts stuttering and his head dropping to your shoulder, groans muffled against your skin. 

“that’s it, fuck, cum f’me darlin’”

the soft approval had your head nodding instinctively, dominant hand holding his jaw and pulling him down into a kiss. gasping against his lips with another deep thrust before toppling over, the coil in your belly snapping and your climax hitting you with a cry of his name. 

his thrusts sloppy, working you through your release and working himself towards his own. 

the way your breath continued to hitch, moans breathless and needy spurring him on. 

“fuck baby, where? where’d you want it?”

since he buried himself inside, the question was floating around his head. 

not wanting to make any decisions on it himself, he put it off until he had verbal confirmation from you. 

“insides okay, don’t have anything to clean up with if you didn’t” 

the words had a choked out chuckle leaving him, despite the moment you were both having. 

his hips continued their sloppy thrusts against yours, chasing his climax and burying his face in against your throat. 

both arms on either side of your head again while your fingers brushed through his hair, lips pressing a softer than expected kiss to his temple. 

a muffled groan of your name toppling from his lips as his climax washed over him. the flutter of your walls around him having pushed him over. 

his cock throbbing in your warmth before spurts of cum filled you, his groans turning needy again and his body staying on top of yours. 

continuing to rake your fingers through the blond locks as his hips stilled against you, his cock remaining buried to the hilt as he basked in the aftermath of his high. 

“fuck darlin’, too good t’me”

laughing softly at his words, watching him intently as he pulled back enough to meet your gaze. big hands soothing across your thighs while he reluctantly pulled from your warmth, and another groan leaving him at the sight of his cum dribbling out of you. 

“can’t go back to fucking with a condom, y’know that? feel too good”

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[lunajay33]

My Man

•💋🖤🪽•

Summary: Still in the honeymoon faze with Kozik makes for some interesting sneaking around, and when he gets into a fight with Tig, leads to you begging him for some fun in front of everyone

Pairing: Herman Kozik x f!reader

Includes: Fighting, 18+, breeding kink, public

•Masterlist•

Being married to Kozik has been a dream so far, even a month in I’m still ravines for him, before when we were just dating we would screw around often, in the dorms, everywhere in our house but now anything could tick us off and he’d drag me off to a corner of the club, behind the shop, anywhere

I don’t know if his goal is to knock me up but he certainly doesn’t care for protection and neither do I

Sitting outside the shop Kozik and Tig are working on their bikes bickering back and forth like children but it made me laugh, I walk over and lean over the bike looking down at my husband, he looks up at me squinting because of the hot sun, his muscles glistening as he’s wearing his working vest showing off his arms and I’m immediately craving him

“Eyes up here Angel” he smirks catching my attention

“Sorry you don’t make it easy babe” I say leaning down to kiss him

“Dear lord you both still at it, what do you even see in him?” Tig yells from the garage, I knew about their past together and why they’re so rocky

“You could only dream of getting fucked as good as we do” I shout back making Kozik smirk and shake his head

“Why don’t you show be then honey” he growls as he grabs his junk making me gag

He waves me off as he got back to working on his bike, I turn to Koz and run my hand up and down his thigh slowly

“Come on baby I need you” I whisper in his ear

“This morning didn’t satisfy you enough Angel?” He squeezes my ass making me moan

“Please I’ve been good” I give him my best puppy eyes knowing he always gives in

“I suppose you have haven’t you baby?” He says his voice deeper as he stands over me, I nod

“Take me Koz”

“Where this time?”

“Here” his eyes widen a bit

“Right here?”

“Yes, fuck me while I’m bent over your motorcycle, show Tiggy over there how to actually treat a woman” at that his smirk widens and I know he’s on board

He turns me around and bends me over the seat of his bike, my ass in the air and I can’t help but giggle when he rips my shorts and panties down to my ankles at the same time, the breeze hitting my soaking core making me gasp

“You like it baby? Like everyone watching?” He asks as he bites my ass cheek

“Yes oh god hurry I need you” he stands behind me as smacks where he just bit, I hear him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants

“So impatient Angel” his fingers trace the crow tattoo on my lower back, telling everyone I belong to him

I feel his glide up and down my pussy a few times sending shivers through my body before he finally slips in making both of us moan

“Shit baby still so tight” he groans as he grips my hips and starts to fuck me fast and hard and I can’t help but scream his name catching the attention of Tigs

“THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!” He yells but he won’t take his eyes off me

“Showing you what you’re missing out on Tiggy” Koz says cockily

“Fuck so big!” I whimper when he wraps his hand around his fist seeing Tig still watching, a few other guys like Bobby and Chibs watching from the garage too

“God I love this pussy” his hips stutter and i finish with a scream and my knees go weak, he holds me up as he grunts finishing inside me, slowly pulling out

“Fuck such a good girl” he sighs as he tucks himself away and pulls my panties and shorts back up, pulling me up holding me so my back is to his chest, kissing up my neck to my ear

“That what you wanted?” I nod still in my lust filled haze

“Guess I’ll keep my mouth shut” this says making us laugh

“My girl likes to put on a show what can I say, I got lucky”

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[dallianceangel]

I’m Not Proud Of It

Writing this has given me another idea for a fic 💗

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You slip out of the clubhouse wearing the same clothes you wore last night, grinning as your mind plays back the wild night you had with Chibs. As you head toward the exit, Jax catches you as he works on fixing a motorcycle in Teller-Morrow. His gaze follows you, and he grows suspicious as he notices Chibs licking his lips, a subtle sign of the recent encounter he had with his girlfriend’s daughter.

Jax lowers his voice. “You and her...?”

Chibs sighs, nodding his head. “Aye, but you know, I’m not proud of it.”

Jax chuckles, not believing a single word. “Yeah, right. I bet you felt proud last night.”

Chibs smiles, but it soon fades when his girlfriend’s face flashes in his mind and the guilt resurfaces. “It shouldn’t have happened.”

Jax goes back to fixing what he is working on, but continues the conversation. “Was it just the once?”

Chibs’ silence gives Jax the answer he suspected, it’s happened more than once. “Fuck.”

Chibs sighs, the guilt eating away at him. A little while later, during lunchtime, your mom arrives outside Teller-Morrow, cheerful and unaware of the situation. She heads into the office and greets Chibs with a warm smile, holding a bag of delicious goodies.

“Hey, love,” she says, giving Chibs a kiss on the cheek. “I brought us some lunch.”

Chibs forces a smile. “Hey, doll. I’m so hungry.”

As she talks to Chibs over lunch, his phone buzzes in his pocket. Chibs discreetly checks it—it’s a text from you. He fights back a smile as he reads the message.

"Last night was hot. Round two later? 😏"

Chibs quickly types back, his heart racing: “You’re trouble, lass. We’ll need to be careful.”

[cregansgf]

Kinktober special

Juice Ortiz Breeding Headcanons

A/n: this one’s for @ravennaortiz hope you enjoy love !

Juice definitely realizes he has a breeding kink when he sees you holding Jax’s son. He needs to see you holding your own child.

He uses his fingers to keep his cum from dripping out of you

Once he sees your belly growing with his child he fucks you again and again saying “Just in case”

Once you have your first child he immediately wants another.

Sleeping with his cock inside you after he came to make it stick

You’re both TIREDD because he’s more worried about breeding you than he is sleep

He’ll cum down your throat after he came inside you just so his mind knows your extra full

If you work at Teller Morrow during your breaks he’s fucking you on the office table making sure when you deal with the next client his cum is dripping between your legs.

Are your guys three children taking a toll on you? He’ll breed you again and give you a forth

Your children are definitely only 1-2 years apart because he can’t hold himself back.

He loves watching his cum drip from your cunt as you let out small whimpers from being so sore

[wetpussyju1ce]

Are you okay with doing like a little mini smut series request of Jax teller x curvy!reader?

jax teller x fem!curvy reader

782 words

tags: +18 mdni, smut, thigh fucking, play fighting, oral sex, I made Jax teller an ass and thighs man, not beta read

a/n: i made this a x fem reader, hope that's okay, also I wasn't sure how to go abt fulfilling this ask, even though i wanted to, because i'm not a curvy person, I never was and dind't want to accidentally offend/hurt anyone, so i wrote this with some bits my chubby friends have shared. i hope you'll like it <3 + Also, abt a series, I don't think I'm ready to take on that type of challenge yet, but i wrote this as a little gift. I'm sure there's others who will make a series of this, or you could, dear @none-of-ur-business-fuck-off, everyone can write fic <3

Jax Teller who can't keep his paws to himself whenever his girlfriend is around. Who enjoys terrorising her by just biting her, if the bastard could take a nibble of his gf's cheek he would because he swears she tastes like sprinkles and sugar, even though it's her lotions and soaps. She gets annoyed and tries to wrestle him off her, but he just laughs and plays with her, shamelessly using his strength to hold her down while she's squirming around, "Let me go, Jackson!"

Jax who, when he gets bored while they're watching a movie together, he keeps squeezing her chubby thighs in his hands, he really tries to be as gentle as possible, but he sometimes to keep his strength in check so she squeals when he squeezes too tight and he coos, "'m sorry, baby, didn't mean to, you're just so soft-"

Jax Teller who just loves to show off and uses his strength to manhandle n throw his pretty girl around in bed. She tries to pretend that it's annoying but he knows she likes it, can see the secret shy smiles n the heated stares she gives him when he drags her to his lap just for a kiss.

Jax Teller who bites her on the ass when they're play fighting and she screams, fighting him off to get away from his mouth, but he's a dog when it comes to having her body close, he's not as cool and chill as he thinks he is, his brain shuts down and he starts acting stupid the second he realises he can touch her in any way he wants and no one will give him shit for it, like when they're home alone.

Jax who uses her thick thighs as pillows, who rests his head on her stomach, her thighs over his shoulders, he claims it warms his ear and she smells nice. He's plotting in his head when he'll strike and pull her shorts down to bury his face in her pussy but then she scratching his head, running her fingers through his head and his shoulders sag. He hums, closing his eyes, and before he knows it, he's drooling a little on her thighs, snoring between her legs.

Jax who holds a gold medal in the Pussy Eating Championship. He prides himself in making his girlfriend shake and cry under his tongue, who thoroughly enjoys having so much fat and chub to hold onto while he goes to town on her. Then when he's done, he playfully slaps the inside of her thigh, making her squeal, "You good, baby?" He asks, blonde hair sticking in all directions, a result of her holding onto his head for dear life. He laughs when she can't answer him with coherent words and wipes his wet mouth with the back of his hand. He starts to unbuckle his belt and she makes a panicked little noise, he shushes her, a hand on one of her thighs, "Hey, 's okay, I'll give her a break, yeah? Just let me fuck your thighs, okay?"

He doesn't wait for an answer before he flips her around on her stomach, dragging her hips up like it was nothing, pushing a pillow under them. He lowers his jeans down his hips with his boxers, he was already hard between his legs, his dick bobbing when he moved. So like the dirty man he was, he runs his open palm over her wet and messy pussy, then uses that wetness to slick himself a little before covering her body in his. When he slips between her thighs, he throws his head with a groan, she was soft, warm and slippery, and he was pressed tight against her pussy lips, that felt hotter than any other part of her body. He starts to rut against her and she's making little breathy noises, Jax leans down, kisses her temple and speaks in her ear, "Clench them up for me,"

She whines, unable to control her muscles anymore, but she still tries and fails. Jax smiles a little, leaning back to see better as he grabs her by the thighs, a hand in each side, "I'll do it, just stay still," He squeezes the flesh together as much as possible and she moans, clawing at the sheets as he bumps her clit with each thrust, his dick fighting to get inside where it really belongs. But Jax doesn't care about that, he only cares about coming between her thighs. As long as he gets to have his dick anywhere near his gorgeous girlfriend, he's grateful. He may be a greedy bastard sometimes, but he has always been grateful, always.

[secretlysamcro]

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒚 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓, 𝑰’𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕.

[ROUGH SMUT] - feel free to request different prompt styles. You know me, I’m always down🤭

Explicit language | Rough as fuck | Minors do not interact | Some use of y/n | Of course I’m writing these with Jax Teller in mind, but they can be used for any of our men! | Tag me if you write anything with these prompts, so I can read too🫶🏽

1. “y/n fuck… you gotta stop doing that darlin”

2. “I’m gonna fucking ruin you”

3. “Didn’t I fuck the attitude outta you already?”

4. “You’re gonna let me fuck you now? Covered in another man’s blood like a fuckin’ animal?”

5. “Fuuuuck, look at the mess you made baby”

6. “Shut up. Take it. Be good!”

7. “You gonna let me fuck you with my Kutte still on?”

8. “You think I won’t dick you down right here? In front of all these guys”

9. “Just say it y/n…you don’t have to mean it, I just wanna hear you fuckin’ say it!”

10. “You’re not even allowed to sit at this table…let alone get fucked on it”

11. “When you’re on the back of my bike? You’re fuckin’ crazy!”

12. “Open your mouth for me baby”

13. “The way my bike vibrates between your thighs, you get off on that don’t you? I fuckin’ knew it”

14. “Do somethin’ else to try and make me jealous darlin’ I dare you”

15. “Oh fuck…yeah just like that…cum for me baby girl…let me hear you say my name…good fucking girl.”

16. “Get in there. NOW!”

17.“Spread out across the Reaper like a fuckin’ offering. You look so good like this, baby.”

18. “You let me fuck you with his blood still drying on my skin. Shit y/n you’re as fucked up as I am”

19. “Take your punishment like an old lady should”

20. “Yeah, that’s right. Cry a little. Make it messy for me”

xoxo secretly samcro

[voxmortuus]

Hi baby. Saw the prompt list. 😎 May I have #5 ☆ { calling } them late at night to come over for Jax Teller, please?

Thank you. ♥

⇘ PAIRING:⇙ Jax Teller x F!Reader ⇘ UNIVERSE:⇙ Sons of Anarchy ⇘ WORD COUNT:⇙ 1.1k ⇘ TRIGGER WARNINGS:⇙ Fluff | Smut | Jax and his filthy mouth (language) | Foreplay | P-i-V | Pull-out Method | More fluff | PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this… ⇘ NOTES:⇙ Sorry if this is total ass... but I hope this brings you some joy. ⇘ DIVIDER CREDIT:⇙ @nyxvuxoa ⇘ IMAGE CREDIT:⇙ This was found through Google and is not my GIF, if this is your GIF or know whose it is, please inbox me, so I can credit the creator. Thank you! ⇘ My Master Masterlist ⇙

It was just one of those nights, there's only so much scrolling you can do before things become repetitive, and boring in your feeds. Flipping between Tumblr, Reddit, and Facebook, things were becoming boring, and nothing was helping you fall asleep. Tapping the side of your phone, you flip through old photos, smiling now and again looking over Jax's face. Sitting up in bed, you check the time, 12:24 a.m. Sighing, you decide to give it a shot, chances are Jax was up anyway, so why not.

Scrolling down and finding his name, you hit the call button, and wait. Ringing you groan, maybe he was --

"Hey, Darlin'. You alright? What's up?" he asks, you can tell there's a smile on his face.

"Hey, Baby. I know it's kinda late, but would you mind coming over... I can't sleep... and I could use the company." you bite your lip a bit.

"Yeah, sure, I'll be over in 15." he stated.

After the brief conversation and a quick I love you and a hangup, you go unlock your door, knowing he'll lock it when he gets here.

Hearing the motorcycle approach, and the engine turn off, you feel this bubble of excitement pulse through you. It was a matter of time before you heard your front door open, close, lock, and the sound of boots headed your way.

Peeking his head in, he looks over you, and you smile, moving over you pat the empty space in your bed and gesture for him to join you. Taking the hint, he makes his way over, slipping off his vest and coat, tossing his hat on the table, and kicking off his boots and socks, he slips into bed.

"Your pants... your shirt... are in the way." you smirk.

He chuckles and standing back up he takes them off, dropping them to the floor before climbing back in under the covers. You scoot yourself closer, and he wraps his arm around you, pulling you close.

"Can't sleep?" he asked you.

Nodding, your fingers move over his chest as you look up at him and smile. "Thank you for coming over."

"It's nothin' Darlin'. I've always told you I'm a call away." he kisses the top of your head.

A soft smile graces your lips as you scoot a little closer to him and let out a small satisfied smile. But you seem you can't keep your hands from wandering on him. Slipping under the blanket, you keep your gaze on him as you move over his boxers. Smiling, you bite at your lip and kiss him sweetly.

A slight chuckle escapes his lips as he pulls you closer to him, his hand roaming your figure as he moves you to lay on top of him, holding you close, his hips move upward a bit, kissing you deeply, and he slips the shirt from your body and tosses it to the floor along with his clothes.

Pressing yourself against him, your hands move up along his sides and find your way to get tangled in that love head of golden locks. The kissing gets a little heavier between you two, the touching, how you press your hips against him, feeling him harden against you. You move your hand between your legs as you grip him through his boxers. He groans against your lips as he grips your breast, pulling you closer, and kissing you deeper.

The kissing, the touching, the grunts, and the groans were enough to send you into a feral mind. Moving his boxers down, you slip him right between your lips, your hips press yourself down, pressing him deeper inside you. You both end up groaning in unison.

His grip on your hips is tight, his fingers pressing hard against your flesh, indenting as he thrusts upward just enough to finish that last little bit you wanted to slip inside you. The streetlights are the only thing illuminating the room, your shadow cast on the walls. Looking over, he watches your shadow as you brace yourself against his chest and begin to move up and down on his cock.

Holding your thighs in his hands, he watches the way you move against him, your hands pressing into his chest as he moves his own up your body, feeling your flesh under his hands was a sort of high for him. He presses a hand against your chest, between your breasts, as he slowly guides your motions as he thrusts upward.

As you are being guided with a hand on your chest, one on your hip, and his cock between your legs, your head falls back as you let out a loud, long, drawn-out moan. Your body trembles as you pick up on the sounds, the smells, the way the air tastes. Listening to him grunt and your own moans fill the air. It's all palpable. Erotic. Addicting.

The way you both work against and with each other, it sends these shockwaves through both of you, a genuine quickie, you feel yourself building, but of course, it doesn't help with his own buildup, you can tell in his tone, in how frequent his groans become, in how his breath smells. Leaning forward, you moan against his lips. And that's when he tells you to finish with him. He lifts you up, and you grip his cock as he works your bud.

Before you know it, your whole body trembles, feeling those hot ribbons of white pour against you. Whimpering and trembling against him, you begin to pant. Achieving your desired goal, he leans against the pillow but grabs something to clean you up.

There was hardly anything spoken between you two. But you lay there, holding him close, you look up at him as he stares down at you.

"You feel good." you chuckle.

"What even was that?" he chuckles.

"I think it's called a quickie. You should be used to those." you poke.

"Ohh, is that what that was? I like those... but next time... we do a longie... not a quickie," he smirks.

"I'll play with your longie." you chuckle.

"No, Darlin', we call it a cock, longie.... please no." he chuckles. "Besides, I like the way the word cock escapes your lips." he smirked.

"You like your cock between my lips Jax..." you joust.

Gasping he chuckles. "That is true... gotta say, you're a good cocksucker." he winks.

The night continued into the morning, and eventually, you had both fallen asleep. His arms wrapped around you, his face in your hair, and you clung to him like your entire life depended on it. You were glad you called him over, much needed, and the sleep was much better with him there.

[silverflameataraxia]

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Handled.

You and Chibs have been walking the line for a little too long.

Pairing - Filip 'Chibs' Telford x Female Reader

Warnings - smut. cursing. alcohol mention.

Word Count - 1.5k ish??

Author's Note - I can only apologise for the wild gif, but I saw it and couldn't not use it. this fic is based on this request!! thank you for this message my love - it sparked so many thoughts. I made chibs a little sweeter than I meant to, oops.

Masterlist. Inbox.

The wind whips through your hair as you speed down the road, sunlight beaming down and warming you both.

You have your helmet tightly strapped on your head, a gift from the man currently in front of you on the bike. He'd grumbled as he'd given it to you, mumbling something about someone has to keep you fuckin' safe and last thing we need is an injury to your pretty face.

It's a complicated relationship you have, to say the least. You're not together. No, Chibs is still technically married to Fiona, and he's not exactly the boyfriend type. You're not sure what you want, reluctant to commit to dating a member of the club and all of the danger that comes along with it.

So, you dance the line. The two of you flirt, laughing and touching. You get close, and then you pull away. You wonder if one day, he'll just crack. He knows that if he starts something, he'll have to finish it. He's not a man who works in halves.

Chibs occasionally takes a hand off the handlebars to squeeze your thigh, a silent communication. He's asking are you okay? And you're reaching forward to squeeze his in reply, answering yeah, I am.

Your arms are wrapped around his middle, safe and secure. You can feel the taut muscles of his back and shoulders through the leather jacket that you're pressed against. You know how big he is - tall and broad and unwavering in the face of danger. He's ruthless, and it turns you on. It probably shouldn't, but it does.

The next time he reaches back to squeeze your thigh, you graze your fingernails along the muscle of his before squeezing back much further up. You feel the tension instantly, his back tightening in front of you. You smirk and hold on again, acting like nothing happened.

He's curious, now. Testing the waters. He squeezes your leg again, firmly, and you squeeze back so high that your fingertips graze his bulge. His breath hitches, and you feel it. You grin.

He pinches your thigh this time, sharply. A warning.

One that you ignore. You dance your fingertips higher, lightly stroking across the tent in his jeans, nails scraping the denim. He hums, low and dangerous, vibrations rumbling through the both of you.

You return your hands to his torso, clinging on tightly as you curve around the bends, scenery flying by. You're back at the clubhouse before you know it, the journey as quick as the blink of an eye.

You act like nothing has happened as you get off the bike. You know the two of you have just crossed a line, moving from friendship to something more. You don't want to address it. So, you hang your helmet onto the handlebars and go to walk away, in desperate need of a drink.

A strong hand grabs your wrist, spinning you back around. You collide with a hard chest, a soft oof leaving you. Chibs looks you up and down slowly, gaze raking across your body and stopping at your mouth. He runs his tongue across his bottom lip before pulling you in closer, hands snaking around your back.

"Where do you think you're goin'?"

You take a deep breath and exhale it in a shudder.

"... Inside?"

"Nuh uh," he tuts, tracing patterns across your skin absentmindedly. "You don't get to pull a stunt like that and just walk away."

You decide to play clueless, hoping it'll get you off easier.

"A stunt like what?"

He pulls you in closer again, so your bodies are pressed against each other. No space between you.

"Oh, sweetheart. This innocent act might work on other people, but it doesn't work on me. I see right through ya."

You find a shred of confidence from somewhere, determined to make him sweat a little. You enjoy getting under his skin.

"And what do you see, Filip? Hmm?"

He smirks, mischievous and knowing.

"I see a strong, independent woman, who wants - no, sorry - needs, someone to put her in her place."

You raise your eyebrows at him, so he keeps going.

"You want to be broken apart and put back together again. You enjoy pushing my buttons, trying to get a rise from me, don't you? You think it's fun. But you've got no fuckin' idea about the things I want to do to you, honey. I'm not sure you want to know."

You're panting, now, your chest heaving with anticipation.

"Tell me," you whisper. "Tell me what you want to do to me. Please."

"Please? You wanna be polite now?"

You practically pout at him, big doe eyes begging him to just give in. But Filip Telford is nothing if not stubborn. He is, in fact, the most adamant person you've ever met.

"Chibs."

"Yeah, sweetheart?"

"Don't be mean."

"Mean? This ain't mean, baby. You're just used to everyone being sweet to you because you're pretty."

You smile, now. That's a pleasant surprise.

"You think I'm pretty?"

He rolls his eyes at you, chuckling.

"I think you know that by now."

"It's just nice to hear you say it."

He leans forward, pressing his mouth to your ear.

"You know what? Yeah. Let's go inside."

Chibs grabs your hand and leads you with him, pulling you at a quick pace across the yard. When you reach the door, he pulls it open for you, gesturing for you to enter first. Ever the gentleman.

The clubhouse is empty, which makes a change. The minute you’re inside, you feel two hands on your hips, pushing your back into the bar.

“You really wanna know?”

His accent has got thicker, tone low and dangerous.

“Yes,” you whisper. “Please. Tell me.”

“You’ll never look at me the same,” he begins, leaning down to speak right into your ear. “When you hear what I want to do to you.. the things I’ve thought about… you won’t be able to look me in the eye, sweetheart.”

You chuckle, tilting your head back to look at his face.

“I think you underestimate me a little, Chibs. Wait until you hear the things I’ve thought about in bed at night, when I can’t sleep.”

He presses a kiss into your neck, nipping at it gently. You groan at the contact, tilting your head to give him better access. One of his hands trails down your side, popping the button on your jeans with ease.

“Gonna take the edge off,” he murmurs, “and then fuck you the way you deserve when I get you home. Alright?”

You nod frantically, gripping onto his biceps to keep you upright. You rest your head against his chest, taking a deep breath to calm down.

“Chibs?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“Will you kiss me?”

He smiles at you, all genuine and soft for a moment.

“Yeah, babe. I’ll kiss you. Been waiting for you to ask for a long time.”

He adds the last part quietly, as if he’s embarrassed to say it out loud. He leans down and presses his lips to yours, more tender than you were expecting. You hum in contentment, opening up to let him slip his tongue in. He tilts your head back, licking into your mouth all filthy and debauched.

One of his hands slips into the front of your jeans, tracing you over your underwear. You both groan at the action, lips still connected.

“Fuck, sweetheart. This all for me, hmm?”

You nod almost instantly, resting your head back on his chest. Chibs slips his hand under your waistband, gathering your slick before sliding a finger inside with ease.

“Knew you’d feel like this. Wet and warm and tight and fuckin’ perfect.”

You whine, winding your hips down to chase any friction he’ll give you.

“You’re filthy, darlin’. Letting me finger you in the clubhouse, huh? What if someone walks in, hmm? What if someone sees you like this?”

“Don’t care,” you choke out. “More, please.”

He chuckles darkly, slipping another finger in while rubbing at your clit in circles with his thumb. Your knees buckle, shaking as you grab onto him for dear life.

“I’ve got ya,” he’s murmuring into your ear, crooking his fingers. “I’ve always got ya.”

He speeds up his movements, leaning in to press open mouthed kisses down your neck. He nips you with his teeth occasionally, making you whine all high pitched and breathy. You know you’re gonna smell like cigarettes and gasoline for the foreseeable future.

“You’re close, aren’t ya? Can feel it, pretty girl. Give it to me.”

Chibs snakes his unoccupied hand around your back, holding you up as your legs shake. You fall over the edge, gasping into his chest as he mutters sweet nothings.

“There we go, atta girl. Good fuckin’ girl, hmm?”

You’re nodding, collapsing forwards against him. He pulls his hand from your jeans and instantly puts his fingers in his mouth, making your knees even weaker.

“Kiss me,” you whisper once again.

He obliges, softly connecting your lips. It’s gentle and careful and much more loving than you were expecting, but you’re not complaining. Not in the slightest.

“Now, darlin’. I’m gonna stick you back on that bike, take you home, and fuck you like you deserve. Okay?”

“Okay,” you grin at him, laughing when he chuckles.

You’d have to be insane to deny an offer like that.

@just-a-girl-who-wrytes

[ravennaortiz]

Silver Fox Daddy

This story came from the Daddy Dom Headcanon and is for the lovely @privatetruths

As always 18+. Smut below the cut! Rough oral (m receiving), spanking, light face slapping, semi public

“Sorry daddy for being naughty” you whispered as you laying over Chibs knees. Your ass felt like it was on fire from the spanking you had been getting for the last five minutes. You had only been teasing him when you had told him maybe you deserved a spanking for continuing to call him daddy in the store. You had been loud and obnoxious drawing to much attention for his liking. You knew he worried about your age gap and you loved to get him riled up about it. Never had you imagined him dragging you into the stores dressing room and bending you over his knee in the cramped space.

Chibs chuckled darkly as he adjusted himself on the small bench. His erection painfully cramped under your body and his jeans. “Just can’t learn to watch that mouth can ye Lassie” murmured Chibs as he kneaded your bruising ass cheeks making you squirm and whimper. Chibs grinned as he shoved you off his lap to undo his jeans. He groaned and tilted his head back against the mirror behind him as he freed his cock.

You sat sniffling on the dressing room floor. Eyes following his cock as it bobbed in the air. Your mouth watered at the thought of him forcing you too blow him. Making your makeup run more as he used your mouth for his pleasure. The sounds and shadows of people passing on the other side of the thin curtain had heat pooling even more between your thighs.

Chibs opened his eyes as he used one hand to lightly stroke his aching cock. Hs eyes boring into you as you sat entranced by his actions. This was out of character for him and a small part of him wanted to stop and take you home. The other part wanted those pretty lips around him while your doe eyes locked on his. To caress your face as he filled your throat. Too sit on your face as he fucked your mouth like it was your pussy.

“Come here Lassie.” Beckoned Chibs as he continued to stroke himself as he opened his legs wide for you. Swallowing hard you moved between his knees, smiling as he caressed your head gently. Obediently you opened your mouth as he gently steered your head to his cock. You moaned as the first taste of his precum hit your taste buds. “Shh” hushed Chibs as he popped your cheek with two fingers. “Be a quiet girl while you suck Daddies cock”.

You use your tongue to flick the underside of the head of his cock each time he enters your mouth as he begins to slowly thrust in and out of your mouth. Hands on either side of your head slowly guiding you up and down. Your try to go at your own pace but he just tightens his grip and thrusts one time quickly making you gag as the tip hits the back of your throat painfully. “I’ll decide how fast I get off kitten” growls Chibs as he smiles down at you as your eyes lock with his. You nod as best you can with a cock stuffed in your mouth.

Chibs keeps his eyes locked on yours as he continued to fuck your mouth. You rest your hands on his thighs, working on breathing through your nose as he keeps your mouth stuffed. Drool bubbles out around him, coating his lap and running down into your hair, neck and chest. Chibs grunts as he feels his orgasm building. The sight before him of your face covered in makeup and drool combined with the sensation of your warm, wet, mouth has him yanking from you harshly. You pant trying to catch your breath as you move your sore jaw around.

Chibs opens his eyes as he regains control. The sight of his cock resting on your forehead makes him smile. Gently he brushes away your drool from your lips. “Doing so well. So pretty with me cock in your mouth” he coos making your grin at him.

Carefully he gets down on the ground with you. You swallow hard in anticipation of him impaling you on his cock finally as he grabs for your legs. Quickly you open them wide revealing your sticky thighs and dripping hole. “Sorry love. As inviting as she looks I have to decline until we get home” stated Chibs as he closed your legs and straddles your chest. Confusion washed over you as he shoved you farther under the bench until your mouth was below his cock.

“Gonna fuck that mouth some more.” Stated Chibs as he turned around over you resting his balls on your forehead as his cock slipped back into your mouth. “Good girl” murmured Chibs as he slid farther in. This angle had you struggling for air and your hand snaked down to your pussy. “Don’t” stated Chibs lowly as he watched your hand. Once you had moved your hand back to lay by your side he began to fuck into your mouth. He quickly started violently thrusting into your throat as his hands came to wrap around it. His grip making your throat constrict around his cock even tighter than before. You choked and gagged, vison tunneling as he used your mouth like his personal fleshlight. You pussy throbbed and clenched around nothing. Your arousal pooling under you as you bucked your hips involuntarily.

Without warning a couple minutes later Chibs yanked from your mouth with a feral moan. His cock sprayed you with his hot seed as he coated your hair, face and chest with his release. Once he was empty he let his cock flop onto your cheek as he panted over you. “You are so beautiful covered in my cum lassie.” He murmured as he used two fingers to bring some up to your lips. Painting them with his cum before pushing them into your mouth. You moaned at the taste of him as he fucked his cum into your mouth.

Before either of you could say or do anything else a voice came from the other side of the curtain. “Police have been called. I suggest you cleaned up and get out before they arrive.”

“We get home I’m gonna fill that pussy with cum and then move on to that ass. Then back to ye mouth. Won’t be any sleep tonight” stated Chibs as he put his cock away and stood up zipping his pants.

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