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The sound of a slamming door is the very thing that knocks that last bit of tiredness out of Keon's bones. The vibration of it shaking the walls and in turn his large canopy bed . His tiredness instantly is replaced with slight annoyance when he has to come to terms with the fact that he cannot in fact jump back into that dream he dreams of constantly.
Jumping up he throws the all too heavy duvet off his body , trying his best to adjust his eyes to the brightness seeping into his room. He lies there blinking for a moment ; noting that he needs to remember to shut his blinds before dozing off to his heavy slumber. His room is littered heavily with posters , yarn he’s always too lazy to put away , small yarn ends on the hardwood floor , and owl plushies he's been crocheting way too many of recently.
“I need to get up.” And he does so..sluggish , that is until he notices his bottle of lube is open at the bottom of his bed , suddenly he can feel it again those butterflies , that hope he has every morning..hoping that Jules has left him a surprise. So he jumps out of bed after grabbing his glasses and putting them on. A smile on his stupid face as he runs to the corner of his room , grabbing that chair he has dragged into his bathroom too many times this week , but will it be any different today? Keron certainly hopes so.
Plopping down onto the chair he quickly removes his plain gray boxers , practically throwing them at the mirror , before telling himself to calm down. He looks at the mirror , widening his legs , looking so hopeful it should hurt. And then he loses his patience , sliding down more into the chair so that his cunt is in direct eye level…but he sees nothing. Trying to convince himself he's tweaking , he spreads his lips further apart with delicate fingers , and when he still sees nothing he gives himself no choice but to stick in a finger. But it comes out clean..well not exactly clean but there’s certainly no surprise on it..certainly no cum ; meaning that lube was opened by himself the night prior.
He sticks his finger into his mouth tasting nothing but himself to which he rolls his eyes. Sliding down from the chair he thinks to himself ‘what is wrong with me ?’ Scooting the chair back where it was before sliding on his boxers.
He stomps out of his room ignoring the fact that he literally only has his boxers on. The flat he and his roommate turned ex-boyfriend share is quiet , quiet that is except for the muffled talking he can hear behind Jules’ door.
“Open the door (dramatic pause) or I'm gonna throw rocks at your window you dumb whore.” Apparently he doesn’t have to knock because the door flies open , revealing Jules , and some dude Keron doesn’t know.
“What do you need , this early in the morning?” Jules says , his finger toying with his eyebrow piercing. He stands there totally unbothered, short hair curled at the tips, giving him a Betty boop hairstyle. Jules’ expression is a stark comparison to the expression on Keron’s face.
‘Who the fuck is that guy?’ Keron asks himself , unconsciously eyeing the innocent bystander witnessing his barely restrained rage.
“What do I need this early in the morning? Don't worry about me. It’s quite apparent you want something different for breakfast.” Keron says , gritting his teeth at the same time putting his best effort forward trying not to look at the stranger , as they try their best to gather their things quickly.
“Yo what are you talking about?” Jules says , yawning dramatically as he stretches his arms , letting them rest on his head ; Keron can't help but think that he’s purposefully showing off his armpit hair and he would be right according to Jules’ thoughts. Keron rolls his eyes , putting his arms across his chest “I'm trying so hard not to be a jealous ex right now but you are making it really hard , bringing randos into our shared house…really Jules?”
“Am I making it really hard?” Jules emphasizes hard , making Keron even more agitated seeing as that's part of the reason he came to his room in the first place. The stranger makes his way to the door making sure not to make eye contact with a clearly annoyed , but also half naked Keron.
Jules watches as the door slams shut , asking himself how long it’ll take for Keron to ask the question he's been wanting him to all this time. Only feeling slightly bad when he looks at Keron ‘He looks..like he wants something…maybe it’s what I want too.’
***
“Yuck. Whisky is disgusting. I don't know how you do it.” Kerons face is scrunched up from the both sour , and spicy taste of whisky , shaking his head at his laughing friend's face.
“Key, you just dont drink real alcohol and that's fine , stick to your pina colada buddy” His friend Jason laughs , patting kerons back as he tries to wash away the taste of the whisky from his tongue.
“Now look, I know you invited me here for a reason…what’s going on with you and Jules?” Jason gestures to the people dancing around them , and the alcoholic drinks being handed out. The club is buzzing with life at the late hour of the night, and is dimly lit, the main light in the club being the purple lights hanging from the ceiling , along with the lights around the bar.
Keron takes a lengthy sip of his non alcoholic Pina Colada drink , giving Jason a dramatic look behind his large square glasses. James tilts his head to the side , telling Keron to get on with it only using his eyes to communicate it.
“I want Jules back..” Keron admits , to which Jason smacks his teeth giving him an incredulous glare. “That’s what you got me at this dark ass club for?” Keron just nods and Jason smacks his teeth shaking his head.
“I don’t even know why you broke up with the nigga he was cool to me. Did he do you something?”
“No.. it's more like what he didn’t do.” Keron says resting his chin in his hands.
“Then hurry up and tell me so I can give your stupid ass advice.” Jason says jokingly , grabbing his whiskey and taking a small sip.
“Well…he would just not put his dishes up correctly and it annoyed the fuck out of me.”
“Why not tell him instead of breaking up with him?” Jason says , face twisting into a perfect manifestation of his every feeling towards what Keron is telling him.
“I did tell him though.”
“How did you tell him?” Jason asks, raising the left side of his lips , knowing his friend is bullshitting.
“I left notes…” Keron admits , voice low.
Jasons mouth is agape for a while until he starts chuckling at his friend“Aint no fucking way…nigga who do you know can read your handwriting.”
“Literally no one.” Keron says, chuckling along , shaking his head at his own stupidity. ‘How did I not think of that?’ He asks himself.
“You need to start speaking out more , and getting help especially if you're unable to speak up for yourself which results in you breaking up with someone.”
“Yea.. you're right , thanks..” Keron says internalizing what Jason said.
“You know it feels weird to admit this ,but for the last week I’ve been waking up , and checking my vag with hopes that he had left his cum in me , just like when we were together.”
“What the actual fuck…keron you’re literally insane.. If you want to wake up with his cum inside of you you have to get back with him.” Jason says, almost spitting out his whiskey.
“yea you’re right.”
”How the fuck did you not think of that” They partake in casual shit talking before Jason starts laughing pointing at a group of people in the corner , Kerons messy ass immediately looking at the people not even trying to hide it after Jason told him not to.
“Wait bitch , that's Jules!” Keron says immediately sliding out of his seat standing up to look over the crowd of people.
“Well let's go cause that dude he sitting with is fine.” And there they go off into the crowd of sweaty drunk people grinding on each other , trying their best not to be touched along the way , the people they want already in their mind.
“The fuck are you doing here Betty boop?” Keron jokes , crossing his arms as he looks down at his only slightly surprised ex boyfriend Jules. His expression changing from surprised to flirtatious in the matter of seconds.
“Look who it is..wasn’t expecting to see you.” He says putting his glass down onto the table , his friend scooting over so that Jason can sit down next to him.
“What are you here for?” Keron says trying to sound harsh and demanding , even though he knows he's going to fold and wants to get back with him.
“I don't know really..I was waiting for ass to fall into my lap I guess..kinda like what your friend Jason just did.” Jules says , causing Jason and Jules’ friend Max to laugh.
“Wow you're so funny.” Keron says , being ignored as Jason daps Jules up.
“Stop acting like you're his friend.” Keron says smacking his teeth.
“Oh come on just tell him that you want to wake up wi-” Keron interrupts Jason by kicking him in the leg , causing him to yelp , as Max and Jules look at them confused.
“What aren’t you telling me?” Jules asks, raising his eyebrow , at the slightly scared look Keron had on his face before kicking his friend.
“Shut up and meet me outside so we can talk about it.”
***
Leaning onto the blotchy paint job of the club's cement wall , they stand there awkwardly for only a moment , multiple drunk people passing by obviously hearing their conversation.
“So what’s up with you?”
“What’s up with me? Jules, you have been being weird for the past two weeks.” Keron accuses scrunching his face into an expression that says ‘wtf’.
“How the fuck have I been being weird? You're the one who’s been basically up my ass. All in my shit.”
“That’s normal…” Keron says a slight expression of guilt on his face.
“No the fuck its not.” Jules says, giving Keron an incredulous glare. Crossing his arms , being as sassy as ever , he acts as if it's not his fault. “Well whatever, I wouldn't be doing all of that if you weren’t acting the way you are.”
“How am I acting Keron ?” Keron, knowing his reasons are completely irrational , is only able to look Jules in the eyes for a few seconds more , before he guiltily puts his head down , locking eyes with the ground.
“You're being weird, you haven’t been doing the things we used to do together.” His face fuming with heat , adding an unseeable tint of red to his dark cheeks.
“Things like what?” Jules says after exhaling slightly annoyed.
Keron takes a deep breath in , trying to brace himself for the embarrassment he’ll feel after admitting what he's been so pissy about. “Do you know that every day for the last week I’ve woken up with absolutely nothing inside of me….I don't think you understand what that does to me..” Jules is silent for a moment , the bouncer of the club and the group of friends behind the two whispering their surprise.
“No way..No way..there is absolutely no fucking way.” Jules says in between breaths trying not to laugh. Until he can't keep it in anymore and the bouncer ends up chuckling along with him.
“You cannot be fucking serious right now , Keron.” Jules whisper yells completely surprised at what he was holding in. Jules ends up dragging him into the parking lot , feeling as though he can't say what he wants to around all these people. Standing beneath the golden light of the bar's parking lot , they try to rationalize Kerons stupid thought process , along with the friend group from earlier , not even trying to hide that they are listening ; they are literally standing maybe 4 feet away from the couple.
“You can’t expect someone to fuck you in your sleep when your not together….thats not how it works.”
“Ohh now you're gonna act like you don’t kiss me in my sleep.” Keron says pointing a finger at Jules as if to accuse him.
“Well no…I can’t really lie about that.” Jules says shrugging.
“Moral of the story is that when you broke up with me for relatively no reason at all , our verbal contract in regards to the somnophilia we used to participate in was basically put through the shredder.”
“So now you only fuck dudes in their sleep when you’re dating them..hmm.” Keron says literally trying to come up with anything , sounding stupid even to himself.
“I think that's the only way you can do it…” The tall girl with long ginger hair says raising her hand in the air as if to interject politely.
“Exactly!” Exclaims Jules, gives the girl a high five , saying “You get points for having common sense.”
“Keron..I really need you to stop acting like an idiot , first of fucking all… I dont just fuck anybody , and second I definitely dont just fuck any dude in their sleep. That’s some you and me type shit.”
“Yea whatever.” Keron says almost smiling at the last thing Jules said.
“Why are you acting like you dont wanna be with him?” The shorter girl of the friend group asks , to which Jules nods his head signaling he wants to know too.
“Who the fuck are you people even!” keron exclaims , before apologizing.
“Nah its cool gang , just answer the question .” The guy of the friend group says.
“Well I guess I have to admit I only broke up with you because you don’t put away dishes the way I like. I know stupid , especially when I could have just told you , but I really do miss you beyond all of this somno shit I’ve been talking about.”
“Well, ask me to be your boyfriend , you stubborn bitch.” Jules chuckles , pulling Keron closer by the hand , to which Keron can't help but smile at.
“First give me an example of how your life has gotten harder without me.” Keron says.
“Ok dramatic king.” The tall ginger girl says, making them all laugh.
Jules thinks to himself for a second humming.
“Well…you of all people know how it feels to scroll A03 looking for something somthing to buss a nut to , but you couldn’t even guess how many times incest has popped up on my screen even after filtering it out…its soooooo fucking annoying. But you know what , when I have you I dont need to go to the pedo , beastiality , incest supporting site that is A03. Trying to find a rare gem of normal porn in a shit storm of illegal shit….All of that to say , help the both of us out. I promise you're literally the only material I need as long as you’ll have me.”
“You are so real for that omg.” The dude says to Jules random spill on A03.
“Plus I love you bitch so wassup?” Jules asks, bringing Kerons chin a little higher , with his fingers.
“I love you too.” Keron says smiling , before bringing his lips to his lover after such a long time.
***
They made their way home after a few more drinks with their new found friends and the two now stand in front of the doors of their respective rooms , giving each other very knowing glances.
“You looking at me like you want me to tuck you in or something.” Jules jokes, his back resting against his door , as he waits for Keron to walk in.
“Boy please, I only came out of my room to tell you that I just finished showering.”
“Well that's nice to know , not like it would have mattered anyway.”
“Stop being gross.” Keron says , making Jules roll his eyes , telling Keron the safe word after he yawns for the second time , his eye lids seemingly getting heavier and heavier.
Keron walks in, shutting his door behind him and Jules gets back into his usual routine which includes bathing , and then distracting himself with gaming until his mind and dick find it completely unbearable that there is a handsome man sleeping next door who consents to being used in the same way every night. The only thing his brain is giving the time of day being his quickly beating heart , his stomach churning with butterflies , and his dick.
***
I wonder if you’ll look any different…Will your hair be longer? Will you taste just as good as I remember? Will you be aware yet unaware in the way that totally destroys me so perfectly? Will you take my cum like the beauty you are , nestling it inside of your delicious cunt until the morning ? Or will it spill out during your slumber giving me the opportunity to fuck it back into you in the morning? We’ll see.
These questions I ask myself do nothing but rile me up even more ; as was the intention. I slip into his room , the door creaking behind me as I shut it. The room is completely dark , only slight moonlight shining in through his not yet closed blinds.
I make my way over to his stationary desk , feeling around for the switch that turns on his desk lamp and clicking it on ; the small lamp adding a golden glow to his skin. Sitting at the edge of his bed my legs spread only slightly; I stare at him amazed at the sight , only I get to see.
The duvet splayed across his body only covering his flat chest , ignoring all the rest of his body which I am thankful for. He lies there , arms outstretched on both sides of his head , mouth only slightly open, soft and cute snores leaving his mouth. One of his legs lay flat , the other spread open , his dick adding a small dent to his boxers ; his own little hard on…
With my hand outstretched , I almost remove a stray loc away from his long eyelashes ; seeing it fall from his dread bun , before a canon camera catches my eye at the very bottom of the bed. I'm already picking up the camera and putting it in position before I even notice the sticky note on top of his desk.
‘Place the camera here , it's the best angle. Trust me.’ The note reads, a cute wink emoji drawn onto it.
“He’s such a…a nasty bitch… I love it.” I take a second to slick down my hair , just checking myself out in the camera before clicking it on. It feels both foreign and unusual for a second but then my eyes lock onto my beautifully unconscious boyfriend and my cock literally throbs.
“So hi…I'm Jules-“ I say waving at the camera “Im pretty sure you already know that though. And uh i'm doing that right there-” I point over my head at Keron.
“See that guy? Yeah I'm going to… do him….On camera…like right now..So I uh should probably get to it.” I sometimes find it hard to take myself seriously , but I do have something to do right now.
Hopping back onto the bed , I straddle his hips , holding the bottom of his shirt , before wiggling it all the way over his head. With the shirt gone I'm presented with his flat chest and round brown nipples.
Keron still hasn’t twitched or spoken , his soft snores the only sound leaving his body.
Softly holding his jaw in my hands , I lick a stripe over his lips , his lip piercing cold to the touch. I can only be content with licking his lips for a short while before I lose patience and use my fingers to hold his mouth open. My tongue dives into his sleeping mouth wrapping around his own , feeling the rough texture of his tongue against my own. His mouth tastes of Pina colada , and not much else , but I will suck the taste out of his tongue , losing myself in the feel of his mouth. Unconsciously my hips buck up into his lower stomach fat and soon I can't help but dry hump him , as I suck the flavor from his tongue. I break away a while later having drained the flavor from him.
I lean over to grab the camera , angling it down to Kerons spread legs.
“Let's see how long I have to squeeze your sleepy pussy before your boxers are soaked.”
I snake my thumb and pointer around his left and right lips , squishing them together , and watching as they spread apart when my fingers are no longer holding them together. It’s satisfying to look at, especially when it only takes me squeezing his lips together 3 more times before wetness begins pooling, turning the gray boxers even darker.
“Aww you're too good to me , soaked just after 4 squeezes to your pussy . Do you want me that bad baby?” To my surprise he moves for the first time tonight , scooting his hips further down the bed , meeting me at the hip.
“Fuck.”
Feeling the warmth of his body pressed so close to my dick I allow myself to grind up into his clothed cunt , roughly pressing my hand down onto his lower stomach as to keep him in place. I use him like a pillow moaning out my approval , but there's only so much I can do with just one hand , so I put the camera back into its spot on the desk.
Sliding his boxers down I reveal his beautifully brown , hairy mess of a pussy. Noticing a trail of discharge running on for what feels like miles as I pull them away. My mouth waters at the sight , and I can no longer help myself.
“I need to taste you on me right now.” And I do. Diving into his warmth like a man starved for the taste as that is exactly what I am. I bring my mouth to his dick , starting a rough suction , moving my head up and down with it as if mimicking a blowjob , and just like I thought that quickly ; his snores turn into barely contained whimpers , and I can't help but grind into the bed using it as a substitute for him.
In all honesty there exists not enough words in the world to describe the choke hold Keron has on me , so I'll use the ones I know of. He tastes just as good as I remember , like a drug , sweet , tangy , addicting , yummy , and of course perfectly indescribable.
Pushing his legs even further back , I end up raising his lower half into the air , easily able to place a pillow under his butt , and it's even easier now , not as if he was ever hard , but right now he lies there asleep , ass , and boy pussy being presented to me as if my daily supper. I lick a broad stripe from his ass all the way back up to his large clit , because fuck whoever the dude is that said going from ass to cooch was a problem.
Kerons hips buck up into my mouth and he moans out the cutest “fuck” Ive ever heard. I make a detour softly biting his inner thigh before I dive right back into the wet folds. I shake my head side to side , as if it’ll bring me any deeper into his pussy , being rewarded with an even louder set of moans from keron ; the lewd sound of me sucking and slurping making my cock unbearably hard.
And it's enthralling, never stopping, never releasing the grip it has on me , nor does the sight of the mess I’ve made of him. The sounds were making together , his boycunt getting more and more swollen by the second , all of these things are too much yet perfect.
I lapp at him constantly , ass to cunt , cunt to ass , and when I become breathless, the taste of Pina colada replaced with the best taste in the world ; Keron. I decide it's time to move on.
Sitting on my legs , I try to catch my breath , noting that it never really goes away , the taste lingers on until you replace it with something new. I mean fuck this has to be the 10th time I’ve licked or wiped my mouth within the last minute. But that’s great because I never want it to go away , like the stain of an orgasm that leaves you lightheaded , but way more disgustingly divine ; I want this for forever.
With one last dramatic exhale I plop down onto him , our chests flush , nipples mutually hard to the touch. I take a moment to admire him, his sepia skin slowly glistening more and more with sweat from the night's activities. His black and teal dreads in a messy bun that never lasts the entirety of the night. The soft vibration of his snores as he cascades through whatever he is dreaming about. The sweat accumulated on his sharp hairline. The subtle twitch of his bushy eyebrow. - particularly the one holding the matching eyebrow piercing we share. - He’s just so beautiful..The most beautiful. So whenever the urge comes on to kiss him I never resist it , because he is the most deserving of all the kisses in the world.
I feel the soft vibration of his quiet snoring for just a little while longer , snapping out of it. I grab the camera again , because he’ll have to see this in the morning , how handsome he is , how gorgeous.
“So handsome is he not?” I can't help but squeal as I focus the camera in on his sleeping face.
Bringing the camera back down to Kerons glistening cunt “Now for what we’ve all been waiting for.” Playing with his body hair a little , I trail my finger down his ever growing happy trail.
“Also..thank you for like..never shaving , because like..hairless coo is not the way for me.” Hair does add something to his already amazing body , mainly because it traps smells way more than if he was hairless. Amazing smells, that is , smells that I will never grow tired of for as long as I live. I feel like no matter how many inches above his cunt my nose is..I can just always smell it , but maybe i'm just a fiend.
My boxers feel hot , my lower stomach growing more tingly by the second , and I know my tip has to be red and swollen with the soft torturing I’ve been giving myself. Pre cum producing my very own wet spot , my boxers way too sticky for me to stand it a second longer. Lifting my butt from the bed I drag them off , my cock springing free. Apparently I'm wet too , my misty , clear pre cum dribbling down from my cock head , coating me almost perfectly.
I start a slow rhythm, my hand going up and down the length of my penis ; a jolt is sent through my body immediately making me moan out , and that's when I tell myself to stop , not wanting to lose myself. It might slick me up really nice but there is no mistaking the fact that pre cum and discharge are not substitutes for lube. Hurting him being the last thing I want to do , I find the lube beneath the cover , setting it aside for a second.
Spreading his legs apart further , I scoot closer , positioning my cock just underneath his clit. Moistening Keron even further , I rub my pre all over him. “Fuck we’re hot.” My left hand begins shaking from the feeling and at the sight of his pussy and my cock rubbing together.
Placing my thumb on his skin pulling it just a little higher , bringing his clit along with it , I let my dick glide from the very bottom of his pussy to his clit , hitting it head on with every thrust. Our own little form of frottage , his soft sleepy moans assisting me along the way. “F-fuck.” I moan out when I notice a creamy form of discharge frothing out of his cunt.
“Baby you’re cream-ming s-so much for me.”
I scoot my way up to his face , giving him a peck to his lips. I lightly slap his cheek asking “Did you hear that ke ? I was telling you that your pussy is really creamy.” His eyebrow twitches a little more violently , but goes calm again as I smile down at him knowing he’s unable to hear me. Backing up away from him , I stick my thumb into his cunt watching his lips twitch around me.
Instead of an in and out motion I dig into him, widening him with just my thumb ; I press my thumb flat down , feeling his ass hole flutter through the thin wall separating the two holes I love so much. My thumb reveals the pink color coating his insides , an interesting contrast to the pretty brown covering his labia.
*let there be a known distinction between the vagina’s color (The muscular tube) and the vulva ( the external genitalia)*
I drag my thumb out with a pop , and I watch his hole as it clenches around nothing then closes puckering up again. And I'm over how full of cum my girthy cock is. “Ok..that's enough I need to get inside of you.” I put the camera down for the last time tonight , losing my patience with the pillow under keron I end up throwing it onto the floor.
Before lining up my painfully red tip with his hole I lube myself up , looking at his face breathily as I push in slowly. As soon as we are flush together , connected at the hip , he begins to move his head side to side , mouth agape, only a small moan escaping.
“God you’re the tightest.” I gasp out , giving myself a second as if it’ll slow down my racing heart.
Dragging myself away , I feel the tightness that is Kerons cunt trying its best to keep me inside. So good so fucking good. I buck my hips forward making my way back in , and the moment my pelvis is flush with his he jumps up , a low and stuttered “ju-ules” leaving his mouth. His eyes are still shut , and for a moment I think his long eyelashes will flutter apart , his sleep ending but it never happens. He just sits up , face only inches apart from mine , breathing heavily.
I grab his chin , pulling him into a kiss , his lips and tongue mainly unresponsive as I run my lips across his braces , swapping spit with him just for the fun of it. My hips bring me in and out as he helplessly moans through the kisses I'm giving him. I feel his upper body almost fall back onto the bed , supporting his head with the back of my palm ; my upper body going down with his. He lies there so full of trust, his head resting on pillows moaning out his sleepy pleasure , trusting me of all to treat him correctly in the night .
Biting his chest softly , I plow down steadily into his pliant flesh , pulling his legs as wide as I can get them. “I know this feels good for you too baby , too bad you're not aw-wake to tell me how good I feel inside you.” I moan into his ear before biting the lobe , listening as his moans grow louder and louder , along with the creaking of the canopy bed beneath us. “I wonder what your dre-eam turned into when I started fucking this fat pussy of yours. I can't wait for you to tell me tomorrow.” This time he just nods in response, still unconscious yet understanding- and oh god he's perfect.
“Still taking orders in your dreams huh? God you're the perfect bitch.”
With one jagged thrust down , he moans the loudest he has tonight , signaling his orgasm, his cunt contracts fluttering around me , and in return it jump starts my own orgasm. I quiver , hips stuttering into his limp body for what feels like the last time , and I feel my whole body clench up , only a small part of the fire in my lower stomach being released. “S-shit!” I moan into his shoulder , still having to chase my own climax , knowing it’s never that easy to cum with hyperspermia , his sleepy moans egging me on.
“I kn-now I can give it to you , I know I c-can fill you like you want , Ke.” My nerves are on fire as I force myself to lift my hips higher, losing my composure and becoming messy with my thrusts. “J-just wait for m-me it’s going to come out!” I half moan, half scream , really only telling it to myself. Forcing myself through the pain , I feel my orgasm creeping in and thank fucking god.
I can’t move my hips forward , back , or even up and down anymore , I have to twitch and tremor my way through it , only able to move a little. “F-fuck K-keron!” I say my arms tightening around him as it tramples its way through me , my eyes welling up with tears , tears that were first painful , but soon transform into tears of that good pain I love ; And I feel as though I melt away , falling limp onto him , as I fill his deserving cunt with cum that isn't easy to produce. Spurt after spurt I empty myself inside of him , knowing I without a doubt would do it again and again , so long he wants it.
It’s always like this , I always have to cum twice , always a delay in my orgasms because of how thick my cum is. It’s like hyperspermia’s own way of saying ‘yea , you produce a lot of cum , yes your boyfriend loves that , yes it makes you infertile , but you’re going to feel it , the good and the bad all the way through , cause you have absolutely no choice , but you’ll live or whatever so yea.’
I lie there on top of his unconscious , beautifly fucked out body , sweaty , heart beating about as fast as fuck and fucked out in my own way. I listen as his heavy breathing turns back into soft snores , still fascinated with how he does it every time.
After a while I am able to get up , and I kiss him a lot , however many times it feels right , because god I love him , and he is the most deserving. I sit up removing myself from him with a pop , admiring how puffy I've managed to make his pussy ; just as I promised. I admire him for minutes just staring at him , loving the way sleep looks on him.
I hop down from his bed , legs feeling weird and a little bit wobbly from the rough fucking I just gave my handsome boyfriend. Grabbing the camera , I hop backup , focusing in on Keron’s thouroughly fucked out pussy. “I think I got you pretty puffy…just like you wanted.”
Squeezing his lips together with my fingers , I end up kissing his lips a few times , noting how hard that is to do with a camera in hand. “Such a fat pussy only I can use and I love you for it.” I kiss his beautiful boypussy once more , before I find his moist boxers and shimmy them back up his body.
I turn the camera around to myself , giggling at how I look. “Phew.” I exhale , my eyes low from the tiredness coming onto me , my cheeks red , hair back in its original straightish state. “God I look like I just got fucked and not the other way around.” I plop down next to him , wiggling my arm under his neck , letting him rest his head there. I admire the both of us in the camera , before Keron moves his legs in a position that causes a queef to leave his pussy “Oh my god , you are too cute.” I chuckle.
“Anyway my arm , body , and mind are so fucked out right now , I can only think a little.” I say my cheek resting flush against his own. “I love you Keronyyyy.” I say sing songily , before I finally end the recording with a wave.
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I wake up the next morning , feeling entirely too sweaty, entirely too hot and entirely too bothered. I open my eyes , immediately noticing the blinds are closed, only small rays of sunshine peeking in and covering my skin. I jump up, my mood changing from aggravated ; annoyed by the heat sticking to my body , into excitement ; knowing my boyfriend is my boyfriend again.
I see a basket full of yarn resting a-top my dresser , full of colors and textures I don't exactly need , but know that I wouldn’t be able to walk away from if I saw them at the yarn store. I mean its Noro yarn ? I've been wanting that shit for ages , plus the shit’s expensive.
I squeal jumping atop my bed so happy I have a boyfriend who is perfect in all the ways necessary, someone who knows me so well , and loves me in my multiple forms of being.“J-” I almost scream out before I notice that I'm feeling such intense heat in my lower stomach.
Hopefully because something is inside of me…ready to come out.
I grab my glasses so quickly running into the bathroom , immediately pulling down my boxers. “Jules! Can you come here?” I yell , after hearing the clink of a plate in the kitchen. Thinking to myself that he must have made me breakfast.
I plop down onto the chair , resting my back on the seat of it , my position spread eagle. I hear Jules’ steps getting closer and closer , suddenly becoming a little bashful.
“Oh my gosh babe I've been wanting to tell you all morning that you queefed last night and it was the cutest thing eve-” Jules says stepping into the bathroom , unknowing of the fact that I’m in..this position.
“You ready for my directions already?” He asks before giving me a quick peck on the lips. I just nod , and a smile appears on my face that I can't fight against , because it's been so long , and I’ve missed having fun like this.
I look into the mirror , noticing the bun I put my dreads into, didn’t last over the course of last night's excursions. Jules must notice my crooked glasses , because he grabs them by their black square framing , fixing them for me.
I place my hands on my inner thighs , spreading my lips apart , watching myself flutter in the mirror, my mouth agape at the sight , taking note of the fact he really did a great job making my pussy nice and puffy..just like I love it.
“Wait, let me get the camera.” Jules says before running to grab it. He comes back with it in hand , smiling so hard , I laugh at his stupidly cute face. He angles the camera at the mirror capturing both of us , and with the click of the ‘on’ button he begins.
“You know the routine , just try your best to follow my directions.” I nod , still looking at my cunt in the mirror.
“Tighten” He says in his domineering tone , turning his face to look down at me. I do as he says , clenching around nothing but air , my face burning as I try my best not to look him in the eye as he practically burns lasers into my face.
“Release” he says and I do so , relaxing , but feeling my breathing getting a little heavy.
“Tighten” He demands , his voice roughening up at the edges , and I do so , but I'm only able to keep it up for 5 seconds eventually releasing my breath too early. The camera leaves his dominant hand , leaping into his left , and with the blink of an eye , the palm of his hand makes direct contact with my pussy. “Agh!” I yelp, my eyes widening , face turning into an expression that showcases a mixture of surprise , pain , and obvious horniness.
“The more often you follow directions the quicker we get to watch it pool out of you…\Got it?” I try nodding my head as a response but that doesn’t work , he tells me to speak up and I do , stuttering out a quick yes.
“Tighten.” I do so. “Release.” I do so again , but this time it's as if my cunt chokes on air , a loud queef leaving me as my pussy tightens uncontrollably.
“Good fucking job.” Jules says to me , and I can’t help but feel embarrassed. I bite my lip , toying with my lip piercing as Jules stops giving me directions instead bringing his pointer finger to my dick. He starts a quick circular motion , as I try my best to keep my legs spread , moaning like the whore I am for him as he figures it out.
“Just like that , make yourself queef again. Can you do that for me?” He asks and I can feel him looking at me as I do my best to avoid his eye contact.
“Yes-s s-sir.” I moan, letting my eyes close to the feeling.
I guess I like...queef without effort because all I really do is sit there moaning as he gets me off , and they just roll out.
“That is so fucking hot , Ke.” Jules says , and my eyes flutter open watching in real time as he grows harder by the second.
“I t-think I’m-” I try to moan out as I cum , my eyes almost rolling back , but Jules cuts me off , telling me that I have no choice but to look at his cum as it pours out of me. His finger leaves my dick , pulling my dreads forward , giving me no choice but to look in the mirror as I tremor through my ruined orgasm.
With a few more clenches of my pussy , Jules’ cum comes trickling out of me like I'm some type of faucet , and he's right it’s entirely too hot. His thick off-white seed dribbles out of my hole even as my cunt tries to keep it in and nurture it. It’s insanely lewd too much to bear. The thickness of it , the color , how gross it is , how hard I know he worked for it-for me , and how disgustingly bad I want it.
Jules wastes no time bringing his fingers back down to my clit , moving his fingers in circular motions again , uncaring of how my legs stutter closed , and my hips sway in all the directions they can from the overstimulation.
“I Ju-ules Y-you- fuc- pl- fu-ck my p-u.” I stutter stupidly to which he just laughs , breathily.
“You don't even know what you’re saying and it is like the hottest thing ever.” His hand follows me wherever I go , as I try to get away at the same time trying to buck up into him. He’s too skilled and it feels too fucking good. How could I feel this and not be on the urge of tears? It rips through me , another orgasm tensing my whole body for moments after.
Jules takes his fingers away from me , making me whine at the loss , as he records himself licking my slick and his cum clean off his fingers. “You’re g-gross.” I stutter trying to giggle through my aftershocks. And as soon as he seems to have licked his fingers clean , he places the camera down , at an angle that captures everything perfectly.
He turns around to me , looking even hungrier than before. “I need more Keron…I swear every time I taste you , I feel like a zombie who’s only fix is vaginal discharge.” “Let me clean you up?-” “You wouldn't starve me would you , baby ?” We’ve locked eyes despite my desperate attempts earlier, and I gulp loudly , so loudly the camera probably heard it. I just nod my head at him and he smiles down at me; eyes locked with mines the whole time as he makes his way down to my puffy pussy.
“I love you so much Jules.” I say quickly and just like that he's gotten his lips wrapped around me.
End !!
Song - misty by Lesley gore.
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