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Ok so I made something
#this've been in my mind since chapter 11#he gets bricked 3 time#THREE#and if you know Jason you know the joke#im so sorry#im also not sorry#hm#this was funnier in my head#but#i like it#jason grace#dungeon meshi#chilchuck#chilchuck tims#jason HoO#heroes of olympus#this is so stupid i love it#brick#brick-chan#my shit
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so it was valentines day yesterday huh
#listen. if miles doesnât have to be at work at a reasonable time then he literally will not get out of bed willingly#at least until the sun is midway across the sky#theyâre in love <3 ew#also maya pesters nick near constantly to upgrade his nokia brick and he just goes âoh maya you#âhow could i possibly get rid of walter heâs been through it all with meâ *uses it as a paperweight*#maya tries to explode the phone with her mind on a daily basis#anyways#IM SO OBSESSED WITH SLEEPY CUDDLES GUYS THEY ARE SO SOFT#also it is my agenda to now squeeze trucy wherever i can bc i love her and need everyone to look at her at all times#they are so family#warms my heart all the the everytime without fail#narumitsu#wrightworth#phoenix wright#naruhodo ryuichi#miles edgeworth#mitsurugi reiji#trucy wright#naruhodo minuki#maya fey#ayasato mayoi#(cameo but it counts)#ace attorney#gyakuten saiban#aa#ok bye
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"And soda; runs off into the street..." "...and soda... is totally okay!"
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi suckening#cw blood#something something cracking open a boy w the cold ones#IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES I MISSED I SWWWEAR TO JEBEDIAH. IF I STARE AT THIS ANYMORE IM GONNA DIE IT NEEDS TO BE DONE#ALSO RRRAAAHAHHHGHGH CAN I JUST TAKEA SECOND TO SCREEAAMM ABT HOW MUCH I LOVE SODA AND EMIZEL.. LIKE THERYE SO CUTE....#THEY ARE HOMIES THAT KISS EACHOTHR GOODNIGHT. THEY CARE SO MUCH FOR EACHOTHER. SODA LOVES SODA AND SODA LOVES YOU#do u guys remember how willing he was to share blood w his vampire bestie. like cmon. remember when emizel memorized sodas Soda Schedule.#LIKE CMON.... they just have eachothers backs so much. ouhhh my god... ANYWAY SO THE ART HUH. I FEEL LIKE I SCRAMBLED W IT FOR A WHILE#DRAWIN IS HARD..... i think i did well in the end tho.. i like the lil heart beat effects. and i hope i made soda look Suffieciently Scared#i ALSO had fun w the teeth. i however did not have fun w the walls. if i had more drugs i mightve done every brick in more detail#but i didnt WANNA!!!! this will suffice.I HOPE IT FLOWS WELL&THAT ITS CLEAR... IVE STARED AT IT SO LONG IT IS NOW VISUAL SOUP. HELP!!!#i want my comics to have more Pauses and Space and Thought and Momence. i feel like normally they go so fast. but THIS time#i think i did good.... huuoouhhhh.... comics are HARD art is HARD but i am HARDER. or something. OH YEAH I HAVE MORE ART THINGS#soda was RLY HARD FOR ME TO DRAW FOR A MINUTE..but i like where his design is now. i wanted his hair to be curly swirly.like soda fizz#i THINK thats all my thoughts for now. if u have thoughts u should spill them in the tags i looooove reading tttaaggsss#have a goodnight i gotta go to work soon. maybe. unless the casinos power goes out AGAIN. OR SEOMTHING... UUGHHH MY SCHEDULE IS IN SHAMBLES#I THOUGHT I WAS WORKIN 3 DAYS INA ROW SO I RENTED A WHOLE DAMN HOTEL BC THE JOB PLACE IS FAR AWAY.. I HAD TO CANCEL THE WHOLE RESERVATOn#annd im MMMMAD ABOUT IT!!! like ill get over it ofc BUT IM PEEVED!!!! IM INCONVIENIENCED AND GENTLY AGGRIVATED. BUT OVERALL FINE.#hope yalls weekend goes well. sleep well. if u get the chance to.
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another day, another addition to my beautiful monster
#gravity falls#bill cipher#wip#i now know how to paint stone texture. pray emoji.#thank you great pyramid of khufu for some lovely reference images of bricks. youve done a great service today#this piece is so many layers oh my god#sai is starting to get mad at me about it#tomorrow im finishing the brickwork and trying to shade his teeth. i was gonna go with a rough texture but i didnt like it#he also still needs his tiny hat and his large bowtie#i also need to decide if hes going to have gums or not. what does. a pyramids mouth look like.#this isnt a question i want to be asking but well here i am#im seriously so happy with these bricks though like??#i was thinking about just overlaying a texture on them but then was like no. im gonna torture myself. i must hand paint the bricks#and then i did so. so there.#im also very happy with his weird tubular limbs#it was real fun to paint the nice soft shadows on them <3 very comforting#anyway time to sleep. bye.#fluffle art
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farewell, my idiot sonâŠ
#(aka my switchâs internals got fried so the repair shop had to format it to revive it: the tragicomedy)#(wait no on further inspection they seemed to have just given up on fixing it and gave me a whole other switch instead. lmao.)#(i wonder what happened to my old switch thoughâŠ)#(farewell to all of my save data⊠thank heavens i didnt transfer anything over from past gens of pkmn)#(but aaaaaaaaa this shiny goo was a christmas present from a former acquaintance⊠rip squish you wouldve loved kimikawaii mv)#man⊠these past couple of days have been a *l o t*.#shoutout to [job recruitment company employee] who sent me a âhey the job wants you :)â message#at the exact same time that i submitted a job application form for another company. it truly was a strange coincidence i thinkâŠ#but⊠ehe⊠the⊠the job that wants me is offering $1k more than the monthly base salary i asked for⊠is⊠is this really okâŠ?#nothingâs confirmed yet. but. yâknow. s t i l l . is it really ok for me to get paid so much for a job that lets me skip the morning commute#and while im still reeling from all of yesterdayâs happenings⊠squish my dear shiny goo will never be seen againâŠ#switch save system my b e l o a t h e d#so. long story short. take good care of your gadgets and gizmos guys.#then again. maybe im not the best person to say this⊠i mean. iâve bricked like. 3 personal laptops in my lifetimeâŠ#and a phone sim card. and 2-3 nokia phones. and 3 android phones. and a tablet. andâ#so. yeah. uh. itâs a good idea to take care of your stuff. especially if theyâre fragile.#anyway. in memoriam of squish my idiot son im gonna try to find another shiny in sv this time. i hope i can find anotherâŠ#but aaaaa the map in sv is pretty huge. um. i got lost like 10 times before even making it to schoolâŠ#the friends are all just. so. friend-shaped. though⊠i like the sandwich pal. he has priorities.#looking forward to seeing how this story unfolds thoughh. i saw spoilers on twt but i need to know how the story even unfolds bc aaaa#ok thatâs it idol sengen tl is now on an extended hiatus (ch 35 has just 7 pages left to go) till i complete this game. whenever it may be.#see yâall then~~~~~~~~~~~
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found my to-do list on metas to write again and are you guys ready for the unhinged-about-rito mutual to be unhinged about rito again
#* roosting / ooc.#clans...folk dancing...death anniversaries and rites....wood (trade)....artisans (professions)....and this isn't even mentioning#the brick of an answer i'm still in the middle of finetuning for that very very old short-essay anon sdlfkjl#(you're probably not actively lurking anymore but you are so appreciated and i hope you're having a lovely time wherever you are <3)#just give me a sec to get my act together fr here flskdjfl#see i was supposed to decide what to do with re.vali. like he's been around long enough now that he should be moved up to secondary at leas#but he is so. selectively active. which is perfectly in-tune with his character slfkjsd#request-only he stays.....arghhh.....
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barricade day fic!!!!!!?? ?? tell us moooore
đđđ The fact that this appeared in my inbox less than a minute after I reblogged that is greatly amusing to me.
So, the basic plot of the fic is Les Amis die at the barricade, then wake up in modern times. I'm not sure whether to call it time travel or reincarnation, so I've just been referring to it as a bit of both. Because they definitely died, that's very much a thing that happened, but they're also waking up in in the 21st century as adults, full memory of what happened at the barricade and before, and they have never seen a lot of the 21st century stuff. (I am having So. Much. Fun. with this plot point and I've barely even written anything in the 21st century đI need to finish the 19th first aaaaaahhhhhh)
The first nine chapters are each from the POV of one of the boys covering the events of the barricade, from them heading down the street after the funeral (Or, in JBR's case, Preliminary Gaieties), to their deaths, and then a short snippet from when they first wake up in the 21st century.
In the 21st century they're also split up into different cities, I have them two to a city at first, aside from Feuilly Yes, I know I am slightly evil who's alone. Of course, they may not be close to each other in the city, but the pairs will run into each other by chance, aside from ExR, who are much closer than the others (They died holding hands, so I factored that into the time travel logistics)
I haven't decided on the places they'll be quite yet, but I do have my pairs mapped out. :D
Bahorel and Prouvaire are together, as are Courfeyrac and Bossuet, and Combeferre and Joly.
This is so far what I have, (Yes, this is how I realized that Courfeyrac dies 5th out of 9th of the Amis). The Chapters for Bahorel, Prouvaire, and Combeferre are finished, and Enjolras needs one more scene that I have to choose. (I have too many options and not enough room)
And the word count is only counting the words in the actual chapters, with the scenes for later chapter's I have written, I'd say I'm about 11,000 words so far. They're all contained in the 'snippets' section of the document though because I'm trying to finish these nine before adding more.
But alas, Combeferre accidentally terrorizing people by being WAY too excited about their digital camera is much too funny not to write now. (In context he is also still very much in the clothes he wore at the barricade at that point, and they are none too pretty... đ)
#That's pretty much the whole plot for now#And if I keep working on it like I have the past 3 days I should be pretty far into it if not done by June#It will definitely be easier when I don't have to have my brick open beside me to make sure I have the timeline right though#Combeferre is probably having the most fun in this fic because he gets to play with modern things like running water and cameras etc#I saw this ask pop up in my inbox and I was like who's sending asks at 6am on a sunday???#And then I saw it was you and it made a whole lot more sense#I forgot time zones existed for a while there.
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i'm going to be so mentally ill about evil ninja mime and fire lord johnny cage now <3
#mk1 spoilers#mortal kombat 1 spoilers#johnny cage#mk1#mortal kombat 1#mk1 2023#mortal kombat 1 2023#ninja mime#FIRE LORD JOHNNY IS REAL! shame he's evil but ah well. pobody's nerfect <3#i am so fuckingggggggggggggggggg#i rly love the way that the writers merged both endings of mk11 but also. not a fan of multiverses tbh#hopefully they don't screw the pooch on this one and make things a fuckstorm of infinite proportions#also johnny and kenshi are so totally banging. shame they didn't have the balls to show any kisses on-screen that weren't heterosexual :/#like yeah liu kang and kitana are my favorite straight couple in these games but like. c'mon. where's the yaoi or the yuri?#must homosexuals be condoned to a life of tender shoulder touches and carries?#has not our keeper of time a heart that understands how deeply it beats and yearns for love and compassion... regardless from whom?#(i mean. he should. he and geras were probably slangin' dong on one another on the regs before the kangtana reunion tour)#i'm just saying if raiden were the keeper of time there would've been an entire chapter dedicated to yaoi and another to yuri#raiden threw the first brick at stonewall#can't believe i get to bring that fucking tag back.#anyway sorry for the big tag rant. overall i rly like mk1 and look forward to seeing what else happens <3#but also i would've loved to have had more confirmation that johnny is actually Straight Up With another person besides the ex-wife#also side note love his ex-wife and her weird inconsistent accent#oh speaking of inconsistent acting megan fox sweetie i love you but i have the feeling you had no idea where you were for these recordings.#like miss thing sounded so confused that entire time#@ netherrealm if you want i could be a kombat pack nitara voice replacement. i'm no megan fox but i am transgender and also homosexual <3#wait nvm i just realized that'd be crossing the picket line. stand with SAG-AFTRA and the WGA besties#anyway. yeah. mk1 (2023) was p good and i'm excited to see what they're gonna do with this new set of events and the new chara alignments#they really did babygirlify shang tsung and quan chi huh#not sure how to feel about that
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just spent an hour and a half scrolling through every message weâve ever sent and iâm definitely chill abt it all.
#he truly said some of the most loving and romantic things anyoneâs ever said to me#how am i ever gonna fully recover from this#i donât know#oh it all hurts#it sucks because now looking back i can see the moment he started losing interest#but still see the wonderful things he said#it all HURTS SO BADLY!!!#every time i think iâm getting better i get hit with a ton of emotional bricks#iâm not okay. but i will be#</3 posting
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Things I need in bg3:
let me pet Us at the camp with Scratch and Cub
Let me kick ulderâs ass. Just a little bit
Please let me come back to camp and gossip with withers. PLEASE let me rock up and talk shit. Like he a million percent already knows all this but I want SO BAD to show up for the night and go oh my GOD kahga gets on my NERVES-
Also um. The same with astarion. I think heâd also be funny to talk shit with :3
Oh also lemme see how dyes r gonna look before I use em so I donât have to save and then test everything out reload and start all over again
But mostly petting Us and throwing punches and gossiping :P
#this is a very fun game I like sometimes sitting down and going hm Iâm deciding events r happening :3#I need to do another sillies run tbh#take tâevâs vibes and run with em a bit but like. no replaying for better results allowed. gotta take what I get the first time#do yâall even KNOW they were asking withers to braid their hair (he said no) (they went SIGH FINE and go gossip to astarion while HE braids#their hair. and then gets Sippies about it. and then tâev turns around and gossips to withers over breakfast anyways#like YES this is like talking to a brick wall sometimes. but I like to imagine heâs at least a little amused by all the dramatics u see#OH ALSO I WANNA GLASSES THEYD B SO FUN#Iâm sure thereâs a mod for this shit but um. Iâm scarwed of mods for no reason lol
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Next time I'm making some kind of high charisma character bc that's the only way to get through this without fighting everything and everyone.
#had to undo an hours worth of progress#bc i tpkd 3 times#and had to go back and find wyll#which to be fair i should have done in the first place#but i just missed him by accident#so i left the camp bc i didnt see him#now everytime i think we might get into a social interaction#wyll walks in front#bc hes the only person in the party that doesnt have the charisma of a brick#also for a follower of the goddes of lies shadowheart is really bad at lying
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Never getting over that one episode where one of the villainâs henchmen asks Augie what he did with his bricks and he just says âI ate them :]â
#he's just like me fr đ#pinoke.txt#tfp#i think it was ep 3????#that was a banger episode in general#from getting the most iconic song from the show of all time 'swinging sweetie from the swamp' to augie eating bricks đ#a classic
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watching ep9 of not me, the scene where black and white reunite and like i knew the whispered àžȘàžàžČàžąàžàž”â was coming and yET. I STILL WASN'T PREPARED
#you know when white asks his brother how he's doing#and block goes ''how about you''#and then white answers in this whisper tone almost barely audible ''àžȘàžàžČàžąàžàž”''#yeah that does things to me#i forget about it every time and then i get to that scene and that moment and it hits me like a ton of bricks#even when i KNOW it's coming#send help i'm going insane#also i love it when gun atthaphan does gun atthaphan things (play more than one character in one series) <3#airenyah plappert#nmts#nmts ep9#adrn#adrm
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wait i just realized something. katie wears her yo-kai watch around her neck right. but in 2 she gets deja vu over her yo-kai watch from bear n eddie's mega watches even though. those are wristwatches. why must nate be the undebatable canon player character-
#puppy rambles#yo-kai watch#yw2#i will admit that i do like nate as a character after playing 3#(all the main yo-kai watch characters are my blorbos-)#but. i've always played 1 and 2 as katie-#her aura sensing abilities in nyanderful days make her more interesting to me#all nate has going for him is like. haha he's average haha he's not actually that average but we're joking about it like he is haha#in what world is the grandson of the guy who made the original yo-kai watch average-#what makes nate average but not katie???#it's not even really a joke it's not funny after the first time#so many anime episodes have that as a punchline for at least one joke#though also one of said anime episodes has that as a punchline in a very funny segment#robonyan producing snack bricks is like peak comedy#honestly any joke involving robonyan doing dumb shit is hilarious. i like him going to the future to get a vacuum cleaner#i like how vacuum cleaners are consistently whisper's ultimate weakness. funniest running gag in the anime to me
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I don't know I'm not done talking about it. It's insane that I can't just uninstall Edge or Copilot. That websites require my phone number to sign up. That people share their contacts to find their friends on social media.
I wouldn't use an adblocker if ads were just banners on the side funding a website I enjoy using and want to support. Ads pop up invasively and fill my whole screen, I misclick and get warped away to another page just for trying to read an article or get a recipe.
Every app shouldn't be like every other app. Instagram didn't need reels and a shop. TikTok doesn't need a store. Instagram doesn't need to be connected to Facebook. I don't want my apps to do everything, I want a hub for a specific thing, and I'll go to that place accordingly.
I love discord, but so much information gets lost to it. I don't want to join to view things. I want to lurk on forums. I want to be a user who can log in and join a conversation by replying to a thread, even if that conversation was two days ago. I know discord has threads, it's not the same. I don't want to have to verify my account with a phone number. I understand safety and digital concerns, but I'm concerned about information like that with leaks everywhere, even with password managers.
I shouldn't have to pay subscriptions to use services and get locked out of old versions. My old disk copy of photoshop should work. I should want to upgrade eventually because I like photoshop and supporting the business. Adobe is a whole other can of worms here.
Streaming is so splintered across everything. Shows release so fast. Things don't get physical releases. I can't stream a movie I own digitally to friends because the share-screen blocks it, even though I own two digital copies, even though I own a physical copy.
I have an iPod, and I had to install a third party OS to easily put my music on it without having to tangle with iTunes. Spotify bricked hardware I purchased because they were unwillingly to upkeep it. They don't pay their artists. iTunes isn't even iTunes anymore and Apple struggles to upkeep it.
My TV shows me ads on the home screen. My dad lost access to eBook he purchased because they were digital and got revoked by the company distributing them. Hitman 1-3 only runs online most of the time. Flash died and is staying alive because people love it and made efforts to keep it up.
I have to click "not now" and can't click "no". I don't just get emails, they want to text me to purchase things online too. My windows start search bar searches online, not just my computer. Everything is blindly called an app now. Everything wants me to upload to the cloud. These are good tools! But why am I forced to use them! Why am I not allowed to own or control them?
No more!!!!! I love my iPod with so much storage and FLAC files. I love having all my fics on my harddrive. I love having USBs and backups. I love running scripts to gut suck stuff out of my Windows computer I don't want that spies on me. I love having forums. I love sending letters. I love neocities and webpages and webrings. I will not be scanning QR codes. Please hand me a physical menu. If I didn't need a smartphone for work I'd get a "dumb" phone so fast. I want things to have buttons. I want to use a mouse. I want replaceable batteries. I want the right to repair. I grew up online and I won't forget how it was!
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#THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY. g. suguru
â sum. the last thing youâd expect for a surprise birthday present by your friends was a visit to a menâs strip club. geto suguruâyour dancerâs got it all. tall, handsome, and he wants waaay more than just thirty minutes with you.
wc. 6.9k (h.. haha)
warnings. fem! reader, stripper au, stripper! geto, unprotected, lap dancīng, dry humping, switch geto, lots of riding, 69, finishing too quick, choking, geto has nīpple piercings, hair pulling, spīt, dirty talk, he licks champagne off you, nīpple play, breedīng, praise, **** cameo :), petnames.
an. ty to the ppl who voted on my poll <3 kinda scared to post this LOL. this came on a whim Ê
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†kinktober mlist.
âi understand your body wants it. i know your thoughts, oh you âbout it âbout it . . â
the erotic lyrics that blared through the clubâs abject speakers nearly deafened your ears the moment you stepped inside. you were flashed with a plethora of luminescent jade lights as you read a glowing sign near the bar that read âwelcome to the vixxxen lounge.â your friends, who decided to surprise you for your birthday with nothing more than a girlsâ trip to a menâs strip club told you theyâd be getting drinks if you need them. of course . . that was probably code for: going to spend time near the private rooms.
apparently, itâs âhappy hourâ which meant countless discountsâand youâd already had your two individual sessions paid for by one of your friends. crisp aerating air waves from the air conditioner chills against your skin as you lean against the bronzy brick pillar. you gather your surroundings, eyeing the oily attractive glossed men that entertained the screaming crowds of thirsty women. the wide stage was spacey, and it almost looked like a concertâyou started to wonder just who you were paired up with. but right as youâre pondering deep in thought, thereâs a light tap on your shoulder.
âmiss.â
you turn around to face probably the most attractive man youâve laid your eyes upon. heâs tall with lengthy long hair â tangled black tresses of strands that reach just about past his shoulders. you couldnât help but openly gawk a bit . . finding your eyes to leisurely trail down toward his skimpy attire. near his neck, he had a stained smooch of a lip stick mark that was a dark shaded red. you then noticed a few hundred dollar bills stuck in between his red thin straps.
this guy, it appeared he was dressed as some kind of firefighter. he had on the helmet along with the matching baggy yellow pants, but was completely topless. the only thing that went against his chiseled pecs was the skinny straps that attached onto the belts of his pants.
âheyy,â he waves a hand in your face, arching a brow.
âo- oh, sorry,â you bashfully murmur, mentally cursing yourself out for wandering off into space again. embarrassing, embarrassing. fishing for your vip pass that gave you direct access to one of the secluded private roomsâyou dig it out your pocket, staring down at the assigned dancer and room number. âare you uh . . geto?â
âi am. but ah, suguruâs fine,â he murmurs, and he takes your pass, putting the temperature lanyard over your neck. getoâs fingers brush against your skin and you nearly shudder.
his touch.. it felt like sparks of electricity, and near the far distance by the crowded stage, your friends waved at you. with a throaty, âfollow me, birthday girl,â he swiftly turns his heels and starts making a beeline toward the back of the club. you follow him, continuing to eye his costume.
but phew, he had quite the ass.
but anywayâthatâs not the point.
it never really occurred to you how all the male strippers had specific costumesâyou were far too entranced by geto. it was probably because of how halloween was only a mere few weeks away, so itâd make sense how theyâd be ordered to get into the spirit of things.
âand imma let you do it how you wanna girl iâll riiiide with it, riiiide with it . . â
the lyrics of that catchy same song that resounded through the speakers of the club grew louderâand as he guided you inside the dimly red lit room, he makes you lie back against a cushioned sofa. thereâs a few piles of money scattered near the front, and you didnât count but that amount could make anyone filthy rich.
geto rubs the back of his neck, rolling it around to stretch before he glances down at you. you struggle to look him in the eye and a faint smile creases across his lips.
youâre new, and he could tell you werenât used to such carnal provocative environments.
ârelaaax, pretty girl,â his voice was low purr. the way he talked was soothing, a good amount of teasing and playfulness. right at his words, your shoulders slumped and you lean back.
the air around you seems to close in, getting thicker ân thicker before he makes you haul your arms over the edges of the couch. âcomfy?â and he doesnât do anything else until you give him a subtle complying nod. geto takes off his amber-colored helmet before putting it on your head. âlean back. just focus on me.â
âo . . okay,â you exhale, and your eyes finally meet his.
the fake firefighter helmet crooks, tilting a bit to the side over the crown of your head as you watch him starting to sway to the bass dropping beats. you gulp as he gets closer . . and closer, following the exact steps to his usual routine before he gets on your lap.
heâs so pretty, and now that his helmet was off of him, you got an even more view of his face. geto starts to slowly grind against you, one hand resting near back of the couch thatâs next to your shoulder. heâs fully in sync with the song that booming blares in the background.
the friction. he was moving up against you, and you couldnât help but glance down his glossy chest. his legs were huge, and you didnât even notice the clamped silver piercings that stuck against his reddened nipples. âis this okay?â he whispers, and you already feel yourself starting to heat up. the a/c was blastingâand yet, you felt like it was over a hundred degrees.
â âs okay,â you breathlessly say, feeling your facial expressions serene. geto swiftly gets off you, and he starts to rock and grind his hips against the floor.
heâs slow and preciseâeach movement matches the following before he sits up, flicking against the straps of his costume. fuck, you couldnât keep your eyes off of him. you knew he was probably used to this . . seeing so many women at a time, giving them a thirty minute private dance and going on with his day.
geto had charisma and lots lots of it.
it was ironic because he didnât even have to say anything. throughout the duration of his entire routine, he let his hips do the rest of the talking. speaking of hips, youâve never seen a more a slutty waist.
itâs unapologetically snatched, and you start to envision seeing his face plastered on every cover of a a menâs vogue magazine. heâs gorgeousâand the second heâs back in your lap again, he leans into the crook of your neck. âhey,â he repeats, and his voice was a lot more pitched and lower. itâs a dirty kind of husky that makes you clench your thighs together. as heâs up closeâyou get a whiff of his cologne. itâs quite loud, and youâd guess the scent was something between bergamot and rich aromatic oak moss. âdo you wanna touch me?â
a breath gets trapped in the back of your clogged throat at the question.
geto continues to gradually grind his hips into you as pretty black strands of his hair tickles near your shoulders. ây- yes,â and the words smoothly flow from your lips like smooth molasses of chocolate.
geto was patient, and he wanted to make you comfortableâthat was his number one priority.
he speaks in a more rough yet sly tone. â âm gonna grab your wrists okay? just feel me,â and you feel mentally prepare yourself. biting down on your bottom lipâyou mouth a soft, âokay,â and geto gently grabs your wrists.
heâs still slowly jerking his hips against you, matching each sultry beat of the song. the base of the chorus rang through your ears and the lyrics flowed through once ear ân out the other.
as you stare up at him, he makes you press your hands firmly against his shaven flexing chest. sheets of slicking sweat that covers the top part of his body coats on your hands and you cutely furrow your brows. âheh, oh sorry love. âm a bit sweaty, hope that doesnât turn you off.â
âitâs f . . fine,â you utter, and he resumes to guide your hands. his chest was as hard as a brick, and you felt how his muscles would freely tense.
god, geto was a literal sculpture. you probably looked stupid with how you kept openly staring at his perfectly carved abs. an entire six pack - each section even more strenuously ripped than the first.
as you continue to gawk, eyes nearly bulging out of their socketsâyou feel him shifting his weight a bit so he wouldnât crush you. your thumb snags against his pierced nipple and he grunts, breaking character for a second. he lets off a cute snarl. âsorry! i didnât-â
âsweetheart, itâs okay,â he hums, releasing a low puff of air. so he was sensitive there, noted.
as he continues, he makes your hands reach lower. the thin straps of his costume glide against your plump fingertips before he stops at his fading raven-colored happy trail.
black ân bushy . . you could make out every single tiny speck of hair that stuck against the lower part of his abdomen if you squinted, and you did.
the rest was hiding underneath the upper hem part of his prop turnout pants. ânow âm gonna let go of my hands,â he whispers, eyeing you intently.
it was so much lustful ardor in the air. the more you stared at the dancer, the more you started questioning why the hell you never visited a strip club sooner. a question that was probably gonna remain unanswered..
â . . ân âm gonna let you do whatever you want while i finish.â he concludes his sentence, and as if his hands were attached to your own with adhesive velcro, geto slowly pulls away.
now, itâs just your two balmy palms pressing against his chest. you take it upon yourself to drag an invisible line down his flat sleek cheek with your fingers.
your hands then find themselves reaching for a few papery fifty dollar bills, tossing it at his glossed grinding body. geto sighs with a cunning simper, continuing to rock his slim hips into your lap. âthatâs it, feel me princess. âm all yours.â
and in a way â he was.
it was only you two in the room, and yet it felt like you ân suguru were the only people on earth. the entire mood was sensual and you could almost smell the libido that radiated off his skin. it was a scent you couldnât describeâbut you didnât want him to stop.
as your hands kept roaming down his puffed out chest, you stop right at the hem of his pants. poking out, his sharp carved-like âvâ shaped pelvis arches within each muscle he moves forward.
the crimson red lights that flicker every three seconds narrowly spotlights toward getoâs fit body. for a quick momentâyou get a good glimpse of his face and heâs inches away from your shimmery twitching lips.
geto leans up to your ear and he hoarsely whispers. âbirthday girllll,â and he huffs out a drawn breath, feeling you eagerly tug at his pants. a snicker leaves from him before he gets a nice smell of your citrusy perfume. âah. is the pants gettinâ on your nerves?â
âa bit,â you murmur honestly, and you were already undressing him with your eyes. you were sure geto was most likely wearing a thong underneath but you imagined otherwise.
filthy - you couldnât believe the thoughts you were having.
to think, if you hadnât accepted this little âgirlsâ tripâ with your friends, youâd probably be sleeping the entire day away. after all, they did want you to get out more. especially for your special day. with a pout twisting across each part of your lips, you sigh. âcan iââ
âwhat, undress me?â he tries to play coy, seeing your pouty expression increase. geto hums, amused as you lightly hook a finger underneath his hooked strap before he shrugs. âgo âhead, princess. knock yârself out.â
geto found your hesitance cute. you didnât wanna seed âneedyâ but you were showing all signs of it. at the moment, you completely forgot you were at a strip club and he was just a dancer.
but fuck it.
you went slow as he still straddles your lap, slowly pulling down his loosely fitted pants. they were baggy.. a flashy color of yellow, and the more you tugged them down, the more you got a glance at his scanty thong.
itâs dark purple with his name embedded on the thin white strips.
from all sides, it spelled âs u g u r u,â in bold lilac plum colors. he even had custom made thongs? as if you couldnât get even more arousedâ
yeah, you were aroused. leave it to your legs that remained glued together starting to swelter up with ⊠stickiness.
not everyday did you have a man grind against your lap, and to be fucking frank you didnât think youâd last.
âyouâre so pretty,â you pant, watching him shimmy his pants down to where it flops down to his ankles. and oh, he had quite the bulge.
it looked almost painfulâso swole and round, you just wanted to kiss it. it looked like at any second it was about to just burst through the cottony stretched fabric. the scenery grows more hedonic as the red lights dimmer. you could barely see his face anymore, just a silhouette that grinds against your lap at each beat of the song playing loudly.
as you nearly slip out a moan, you lean back before your heaving breaths start to accelerate. âsuguru.â
âaw,â he coos, feeling your arms wrap around his slender waist. getoâs still swiftly grinding into you, feeling your cute nails claw into his back. the back of your brain kept chanting âmore, more, more!â
you still have the helmet on, and with the way itâs crooked and could barely fit your headâhe found that small detail adorable. as he remained seated on your squished thighs, it was embarrassing to think you were starting to feel yourself erratically throb.
leaning into your neck, he could loudly smell your sheer arousal and it makes him lowly chuckle against the soft shell of your ear. ânot satisfied, yeah?â and he lets off a quiet bellowing grunt, feeling your hands trail down his sweaty body once more.
heâs so built, parallel to a literal tank.
getoâs rocking against you in rhythm with the same song that still trumpets through the speakers before whispering. âjust say it ân iâll give it to you.â
âyou always come to the parties. to pluck the feathers off allll the biiiirds. . â
the lengthy song continued to drag onâand the busted speakers in the private room sounded like it was about to break from the distortion. it was loud, but your panting breaths was even louder the more geto dances on you.
letting off a longing three second moan once a leg of yours voluntarily hooks around his slim waist, you mewl out a sweet, âi want you. suguru, fuck me.â
âoh. sounds like a demand, sweetheart,â he purrs, and he stills his hips against your lap.
getoâs got a plethora of rings on each of his fingers. pretty silver ân gold bands that would wrap around his digits. he had long fingers, thin and perfectly slender.
the more you stared, the more you thought how good theyâd fit insiâ
âeyes up here,â he cuts you off, and you shudder feeling his palms cup your face. your leg still wraps around his waist before another shortly follows.
heâs barely rocking into you now, and with a bumpy shimmy, you feel his bulge rub against you. âmhm,â geto grunts before meeting your needy gaze once more. as a thumb strokes your bottom lip, pulling it down gingerly, he whispers. âask nicely. say pretty please.â
âyou wonât ⊠charge me extra?â you sheepishly say, beads of perspiring sweat trickling down all sides of your forehead.
geto smugly smiles, grumbling a subtle, ânah,â before making you lean all the way back against the padded sofa. âokay,â you breathe, and you just didnt care anymore.
you wanted him â maybe even needed him..
getoâs hardened bulge that presses against his thong throbs harder before you sweetly murmur,âplease, fuck me, suguru.â
âanythinâ for the birthday girl.â
and those words were the same exact words that ran through your mind as you now found yourself in . . quite the risqué position.
youâd be the one straddling geto now. heâs got you in a classic 69, and your pretty perked ass hovers over his face. right in front of you was his weighty fat cock, and itâs a pretty flushed pink with rosy-lime veins prodding from the sides.
youâre whimpering out sweet harmonic keynotes as his long pointed tongue slithers its through your inviting entrance, two broad arms clinging onto your hips. âfuuckk,â heâd groan, feeling you smear a thumb over his leaky mushroomy tip.
youâve already got him sopping wet from the chin down thanks to your wet cunt â glossy pearly drool seeping from the sides of his dick.
getoâs shaft remains idle, and you wrap a hand around his base before pumping it, rotating your wrist â once, twice, thrice..
he was aching, and the entire time he was giving you a show he had a boner. it was rare, usually whenever he gave lap dancesâhe was one to never really crack, he was a trained professional and yet here you were.
âmmch,â his swollen puckered lips smack against your cunt as he eats you out entirely from the back.
your mouth drops, jaw danglingâ goofily hanging open like a cartoon as he resumes to extends the length of his tongue inside the outskirts of your warm room-temperate-tastinâ-pussy.
lolling it out all the way, he licks from top to bottomâstopping at your clenching hole. geto gives it a five second kiss, a sloppy one that glues a mixture of his spit and your slimy juices on his mouth. âsweetheaaart,â he rasps, biting back a greedy groan once he feels you starting to take him in your mouth.
your throatâs seraphic warmth draws a hot sharp breath out of him as he swats a hard palm against your ass for you to start. âwhen i say move your ass against my face, i fuckinâ mean it. move,â and you let off a candied whimper the second the temporary sting sends singles toward your weeping whiny clit.
feebly, you start to flop your ass up and down against his face and you hear a satisfy âhmmâ purr from his lips. youâre moaning, sinking his cock down your throat in the process before your sticky tongue swirls around his angered crownhead. âmmph,â and you take a few inches before you feel his tip swipe against the scaled roof of your mouth.
going back up, it loudly âpops!â out as a bit of sheeny saliva trickles down your chin. youâre taking him deep within no time, and you let off a cute hiccup once his swollen sack paps near your jaw.
so full ân roundâŠ
youâre breathing through your nose, still shaking your ass against his face, swipinâ his nose occasionally like a credit card with your honeyed-slathered cunt.
his wide flat tongue felt so good that you felt your toes curling each time he playfully nibbles on your sensitive throbbing clit. his tastebuds felt each pulse and it was so hot. âsugu, fuck.â
âi know, i know,â he gruffly whispers against your runny folds. bringing a pair of long twinned fingers towards your pussy, geto strums it down the pulsating slit in a straight pillaring line.
with a bit of pressureâhe spreads your lower lips apart, getting a front row seat view of your clit pumpinâ pumpinâ away.
you had such a pretty throb, the prettiest heâs ever seen.
âgod, youâre pretty but youâre even prettier down here too,â and not only do you hear him swallow but you feel it too.
a long full gulp, and heâs making sure to savor as much of your sweet slick on his tongue as possible.
getoâs just nasty, and a proud eater. he zigzags his tongue everywhere until your visionâs murky and clouded. youâre left crossed eyed with puffed up cheeks, barely able to focus on his dick thatâs laying flat on your tongue.
a hand of his squeezes against your ass before with a mean âwhack!â he spanks it again just to see the bouncy recoil. the way a âlil fat portion of your ass would jiggle all due to the hasty-rash contact of his palm makes him throb.
and you feel it right in your mouth.
as your head bobbles at a more quick yet languid pace, your tongue skims down one of the many veins that paint down his cock. your repeated moans become muffled, and geto groans at how sloppy you soundâfrom the front and from behind.
the more he slurps every syrupy drop that dribbles out from your gurgling pussy, his precisely-thorough licks turn into exaggerated four second sucks.
geto softly caresses a hand against the bare skin of your exposed flesh, tugging on your pulled up skirt. pulled to the side were your panties that had a pretty pink star imprinted on the back decorated with glimmery rhinestones. you moan as your back slowly arches inward ân out and your knees become to buck.
his tongue, he definitely knew how to eat.
â âs good, juuuusâ like that princess,â he huffs, feeling minuscule dewdrops of your saliva pour down the sides of his cock, slicking all over his base.
your thumb traces a heart over his hefty sack, massaging his tender full testes before you hear geto whine out a sweet, âo- oooh shit,â he was tender there too, huh..
and the sound catches him completely off guard because he grunts, the swaying of his tongue gradually slowing down. getoâs pretty lashes flutter before he grunts, taking a second to breathe. âdonât . . stop, play with âem some more,â
âpfââ you pop your mouth off his dick again, wet slimy sounds following as you stroke him off with an closed palm. âare you sure?â
âyeah yeah, âm sure,â and thereâs a bit of sass in his gruff tone.
getoâs getting flustered, and never in a million years would he admit that you playing with his balls made him feel so good but fuck, it did.
geto paws a hand against your ass before letting off a hurried breathless, âfuck, âm gonna cum.â
you went back to bobbling your head up ân down, pumping his fleshy pillar of length in your free hand before you start writhing your ass against his face even more quicker. geto moans, a surge of a trill nearly escaping out his gruff vocal chords before he grunts loudly. âmmp,â and your throat was so wet ân warm.
it enveloped him entirely, and as your cuntâs sitting over his slick lipsâevery so often rubbing against his nose and slick-streamed chin, he peppers it with a few kisses.
your hips were arched ân askew, and as your tongue occasionally darts down his sensitive slit you hear him grunt again. the burgundy colored sofa pathetically dips inward due to the stacked weight of both rutting bodies. getoâs eyes start to roll their way back as you continue, nearly sucking the soul out of him.
âfuck, baby. spit on it,â he groans, clasping his teeth at your needy clit.
he slides his tongue against your cute bulbous-shaped nub before sucking on it for the umpteenth time. you moan, still tossing your ass around for him in a slow meandering manner, feeling his tongue drag down the slope of your ass again.
getoâs pussy drunk entirely, and he didnât care if this was against policy, having a customer touch him. when you tasted this divine, he couldnât help devour your cunt like the starved, starved man he was..
at his words, you spat out translucent globs of saliva from your lips, pasting the slightly curved sides of his dick with your slick mess. âpff,â and you drench him from the base down, twisting his shaft with your wrist before hearing him groan.
getoâs about to finish and you could feel the vigorous pumps of his dick in your mouth growing weaker ⊠and weaker â until, he cums.
getoâs jaw goes slack the moment his peak abnormally reaches, and growls out a husky âfuuuuuck,â with the muscles in his neck tensing.
within a blink of an eye and a snap of a finger, the flat tip of your tongueâs now being sprayed with spritz of waxen cum. itâs a bittersweet taste that coats on your judgy tastebuds, and as you close your eyes with a humming moan departing from your lips, you hear him hiss. his bodyâs violently shaking, and his hips start to hungrily thrust into your mouth.
you wriggle your ass in face as heâs barely eating you out anymore, frantically heaving as he dumps his all down your pretty tight throat. âfuck, fuck, take it,â and his body still sporadically tremors.
as your mouthâs still full, geto gives your teary wet cunt itâs last few lapping licks before his head collapses back in lecherous defeat.
with cheeks still plumply puffed â his cock remains shoved inside. his aggravated red tipâs just swiping ân erupting near the roof of your mouth as you slurp him clean.
you swallow instantaneously, luxuriating in the mildly honey taste before feeling him shudder underneath you. âgoddamn, so fuckinâ good. fuckinâ filthy, princess.â
with clammy palms, he turns you over and you lean in to kiss him. getoâs taken by surprise, and as you make him flop back against the velveteen cushion, you made your way on his lap. rough edges of teeth clash and roughly clatter against each other as each tongue plays a more salacious version twister.
geto reclines back, his hands moving toward your rocking waist as he gruntsâtasting himself on your tongue. its bitter, but with the help of your lip glossâit turns far more sweet within seconds. feverish breaths ghosts inside each mouth before you watch him reach near the side of him.
grabbing a half filled up bottle of mousseux, he flicks off the cork with a flick of his middle finger. getoâs eyes still closed as heâs delving his tongue right into your mouth.
the merciless smacking of lips grew louder before he pulls away, huffing breathlessly. âwanâ more of a taste real quick, princess,â and it sounds more like a needy plead. you see how flushed his face was, and getoâs eyes dart straight toward your bare chest. the top you wore was pulled down, clinging near the very bottom of your waist. âcâmere..â
and as you lean in, you watch as geto starts to pour down a small stream of champagne all down your chest. right between your tits, cupping underneath your tummy so none wouldnât spill further down.
he makes sure a few glosses over your pretty round breasts before he grunts, closing the distance between your chest.
geto buries his face in between the valley of your tits, licking it right up. the bubbly fruity taste lingers on his tongue as he laps you up from top to bottom moaning at the spicy sweetness.
a mixture of your skin and champagneâbetter than any cocktail this clubâs ever served.
âf- fuck,â he moans, lying his tongue flat. geto stares at you the entire time too, and his mouth gradually trails it way toward your damp neglected nipples. he cups his lips around the first nippleâslowly transitioning to the next before slurping the drink right off your body.
a tight breath gets caught in your throat as he continues to lick the rainy drops of sugary champagne off your body. geto groans, savoring the taste before with a loud âplopâ, he pops your tender wet nipple out of his mouth.
thereâs nothing but utter lust and infatuation in his eyesâand he then gets up to kiss you. the roomâs nearly pitch dark without the help of the dim effulgent red lights that shined against you both. it added to the mood perfectly.
as tongues continue to try to assert dominance, you moan right in the dancerâs mouth, returning the gesture of swapping gauzy strings of gossamer spit.
abruptly though, you pull away, gently pushing geto back against the sofa.
with a raspy âugh,â geto lands on his back as you give him a light shove. heâs at your mercy, and you stand up from his lap, a wind of confidence coming out of nowhere and nearly pulling you forward.
he stares at you with hooded cunt-drunk eyes, watching you do a figure eight with your body.
âwhatâs . . this?â he huffs, burly arms stretching over each edge of the sofa. you looked so pretty, eyeing him up and down as he does the exact same to you.
the luminescent lights started to beam on you now, highlighting your curves and entire physique.
âlie back,â you murmur, slowly sashaying toward him. geto runs a hand through his hair, his dick twitching from the cool air wafting against it. you teasingly drag a finger down the scarred middle line of his bare-puffed chest, stopping at a hardened row of his brick-made abs. âi wanna try your little routine.â
âyeahh?â geto snickers, sucking in a sharp breath once you spin around, bending all the way over. the helmet that was still on your headâyou put it back on him, watching him scoff at your audacity.
so you stole his profession now, great.
as youâre turned the other way, you slowly wriggle your ass in front of him, putting a hand over your sopping pussy and he kisses his teeth. âtch. donât tease, sweetheart,â and getoâs allured stare fixates on you the entire time. his dilated irises frantically roamed around every and any part of your body like a laser. âfuck,â he grunts, watching you finally make your way on his lap.
getoâs all submissively underneath youâbare ân exposed with his poor tip flushed. its color was a sheeny carmine red thatâs akin to a ripe cerise rose.
a few dried up splotches of cum stick near his weighty sides before he shudders. your ass sits on his flaccid dick before you start to move.
slowly,
youâre rutting into himâjust like he was to you, grinding back and forth. geto looks so pretty though, underneath you. heâs still panting a bit, sweating bullets as you tease him with your crazed hips.
you werenât at his level quite yet, but fuck could you move. geto groans, feeling your sloppy pussy rub off against his dick. you were so close to his tip that his foreskin would peel back a bit. âdo you wanna touch me?â
touché..
geto narrows his eyes at you as you tease him, repeating his exact words from what he said to you earlier.
he doesnât just touch you, he fucks youâ
but in this case . . you fuck him.
geto holds back a moan as heâs watching his claret-colored cockhead disappear between your sappy folds. itâs like a magic trick, and with a âpoof!â half of length vanished within you.
you let off a soft shrilling whine, trying to writhe yourself around his length.
his dick was fat. âeyes-rolling-tongue-lolling-drag-your-nails-down-his back-â type of fat.
and his girth only made things ten times more intense. you felt him rearranging your guts within each prolonged inch you took â literally.
youâre as slow as a snail with the way you try to take him wholly. even as youâre gingerly sinking your bare ass down with his cock snug ân deep inside you, he easily kisses against your g-spot.
itâs happening already, and you donât even realize heâs fully in before a cooing whimper rawly snatches from the back of your dry esophagus. âoh fuck,â you huff, tossing your arms around the dark haired man.
getoâs got the same wide-eye-jaw-dropped reaction to you, and with one arm snaking around your waistâanotherâs tightly gripping onto your right ass cheek.
he spanks it, giving it a short squeeze afterward. your chest starts to heave in quickened intervals, and once he feels you starting to move itâs game fuckinâ over..
âgod, pussyâs âta die for,â he groans, eyes sexily rolling back until his sockets show nothing but white.
you had him whipped, and he can hear your cunt trying to have a word of its own, squelching out cute gargled squelches. you start to ride him at a mere hypnotic rhythmâand getoâs a lot more vocal now.
with his adamâs apple bobbing, both hands of his were now gripping onto your waist now. piles of money surround you too, a few sticking against his sweaty beefy thighs. âfuck me,â he grunts, and itâs more like heâs begging.
geto locks eyes with you, shaggy long bangs running past his eyes before he securely grabs your hipsâtrying to keep up pace with you. âmhm, thaaaâs it. ride it, ride . . the shit out of me, uuughhh.â
â âm trying,â you moan, biting your lip each time his swollen cockhead plummets its way deep.
heâs just so bigâyou couldnât wrap your head around how a guy could be so damn big.
the good kind of big, and each time heâd seep a single girthy inch into you, your stomach would churn like butter. heâs in sooo deep, your legs could barely support yourself anymore and he had to hold you steady.
as he pulls you all the way down, geto reaches waaay inside of your sloppy gripping cunt thatâs oh-so desperate to wring him like a vice.
his thick cock greets your pretty fleshy cervix, mimicking a soft âknockâ before introducing itself with a welcoming pound.
he holds your hips, pumping himself into you again, and again, until your pussy remembered each stroke, each thrust, each fuckinâ letter of his nameâfront to last..
slow but fucking deep.
you gasp, clinging onto his neck before soft hurried pants of âyeah, yeahâ âs scurry past your glossed lips.
getoâs dewy eyes were half lidded and heâs never felt more pussy drunk in his life. trustâheâs had his fair share of women but oh, you were far different. it was something about you, and he just wanted more after each carnal second passed.
youâre so into his dick givinâ your pussy a fuck of a lifetime that you donât even realize your hand was now wrapped around his thick neck. not too tight, but getoâs reaction time was slow also. once he realizes seconds after you did, he sheepishly scoffs before slyly humming.
âgoddd, yâr so fuckinâ hot when you choke me,â he purrs, tugging at the panties that pull to the side of your thighs. of course heâd enjoy it, and as his dickâs still massaging your gummy walls, he moans. âharderrr.â
âdonât be greedy,â you mumble, burying your knees into his bulky thighs.
the way you rocked against him was hypnoticâand getoâs hands remain on your waist.
you nearly shudder, feeling the various cold bands of his rings run and tickle down your skin. heâs in love with your body, and even more in love with the way you feel from the inside.
leaning in close until youâre just inches away from his spit-slicked lips, your thumb runs its way down the bulging ball that lies inside his throat. âsay âpretty pleaseee.â â
âtsk,â geto scowls, and even with a pout heâs effortlessly attractive. your hips continued to champion its way up ân down at a deranged pace as you moved, and his cockâs pumping you full over and over and over. with a vexed grunt, he utters. âpretty please, choke me harder.â
leaning in to kiss the side of his mouth, you whisper a crooning, âgood boy,â and geto whines the moment you add a bit more pressure around his neck.
his hairâs all in his face, and your ass was just ruthless.
ferociously slamming down onto his stout cock, youâre drenching him from the base down with your syrup-coated slick. a bit of your own sloppy arousal glues against the pried apart crevices of your thighsâpasting against his as well.
itâs a mess, and with how close he was getting, he was about to create an even bigger one..
geto felt like he was ascendingâand with how you were riding him, it didnât take him long before heâs close again.
yet this timeâso were you, and you could recognize the feeling all too well. getoâs cock stretched you to capacity, and he grabs the few dollar bills that scatter on the sofa, throwing it at your body whilst you rode him. he makes it rain on you, spanking your ass with a crumbled up hundred rubbing against your stung skin.
âfuck, âm gonna fuckinâ cum again,â he grunts in your ear, feeling your pace accelerate by a mile. you were draining him, preparing to milk him and the thought of him stuffing your cunt full made you pulse.
your tongue salivated at just imagining it..
the warmth, the stickiness, the way itâd spill between your thighs. youâre moaning out sweet noises yourself as you both rut into each other at a demented overzealous pace. getoâs thick thighs clenchâand while youâre letting out cute blubs of his name on repeat until itâs the only syllables your dumb brain could registerâhe pulls you close. ângh, same time, pretty girl. cum with me, letâs make a . . hah, mess together.â
âokay,â you mewl out, both hips pivoting in lascivious unison.
both sweaty mounds of flesh blissfully bounce into at other and each squelch makes you whimper out in ecstasy.
you cup getoâs pecs, smearing a thumb over his pierced nipples and he whines instantly. you lean in to suck against the bars that slash through his tender areola. geto leans back manspread, growling out husky, âfuuuuck!â âs as you hum, giving both his nipples its few seconds of attention.
it lasts for seconds that felt like years, and one you pull away he lets out a cute blasé huff.
as your cuntâs in the midst of overflowingâyour hips tremor once more time before within milliseconds, you both cum.
itâs quick..
and with your jaw dropping and getoâs shoulders fatally sagging after his big, heavy sighâhe starts to fill you up ounce after ounce.
itâs patching hot, and the second heâs beginning to spill ân dump out his perfect ivory ribbons of cum inside of you, you grunt out a melodic finishing, âfuuuck.â
swinish, weak hands grab at your ass as you come undone alsoâwhimpering soft defeating babbles from the sensitive feeling of your cunt spasming right between your jittery numb legs.
you feel static ⊠shock, electricity pulsing through your veins all at once. your entire body was turning haywire. as you start to grow limb right with geto underneath youânirvana runs through each individual axon on your body before you hear a loud âpop.â
itâs more of a sopping squishing sound, and you were so dumbed down from his dick that you didnât even realized how full you were..
peeking down, he filled you to the brim. wads and wads and wads of cum went inside of you and you moan, spreading your ass apart while craning your neck around just to see for yourself.
â âm so full, suguru,â you pant, sliding a thumb down your sputtering cunt thatâs plugged with both his cock and his thin oozing seed. you lick your lips before turning back towards geto and heâs absolutely fucked stupid.
you rode him so good to the point where heâs just stammering out inaudible whines. itâs cute, and you lean in to kiss him once more.
oh.. he was hooked.
he deepens with a few clingy hands feeling at your chest. the kiss gets more passionate rather than sloppy, and as heâs still buried inside of your cuntâhe slowly starts to trail butterfly kisses down your neck. you moan, turning your head before you pull away. âshit, i almost f- forgot.â
âforgot what?â he hoarsely rasps, watching you unalign yourself, plopping down on the sofa with a big content sigh.
geto leans in, allowing his thumb to draw circles around your hips before you reach in for your purse, pulling out another decorated vip pass.
sheepishly, you utter. âmy friends bought me two sessions with two dancers. so i have another one after you,â and you glance at the clock, squinting before you let off a bashful titter. â. . . oh, that was way past thirty minutes.â
âwho? what dancer, sweetheart?â geto utters with a pout. he was still aching, already missing his you felt from the inside. he watches as you squint at your pass that reads the dancerâs stage name and / or full name on the back.
âuhh, it says tââ
âshe means me,â and the both of you spin heads, ogling at the glittery red carpet and decorated pathway that was once covered up.
you could hear geto that laid beside you muttering out a jealous, âfuck,â as you meet the other dancerâs gaze.
heâs wearing a leopard thong with an added on accessory of the most smuggest grin youâve ever seen.
a slashed scar runs down the right side of his crooked curved lips and you spot bills sticking at both sides of his halfway on thong that nearly shows his sharp hips before he hums.
ânameâs toji,â and youâre suddenly being lifted up by strong, tatted brawny arms before he turns around, winking at a very pissed of geto before trodding out the private room with you in his arms.
âiâll take it from here,â and feral green eyes with an even more feral grin. âainât that right, birthday girlll?â
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