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2024-04-03
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Caffeine On Legs, I Guess

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Unnamed characters and super short post. This is literally just porn.

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“Think I’m gonna get a caffeine addiction from you,” he says as he’s sliding his dick in and outta me like a starved man. I cackle at the words falling out of his mouth, a gasp and a moan jumping from my chest as he pounds against my sore ass.

 

“That’s the dumbest shit I ever heard, man,” I quip, small pants leaving me when his thrusts calm down enough for me to form coherent words.

 

“You’re so warm and soft inside, God, I’mma bust in this nice ass,” he groans above me, breathing heavily. I lock my ankles together behind his back, pulling him in encouragingly.

 

“As long as you clean up your mess, I ain’t complaining,” I throw my hands into his hair to bring his face to mine so I can suck lips with him. The thought of him getting a caffeine addiction just from fucking my ass makes me chortle softly against his lips.

 

“What’s so funny?” he questions, pulling away from me and glaring down.

 

I shake my head, eyes falling closed and as the chortles leave me, “you sound so dumb.” At this point, I’m cackling, rewinding what he had said in my mind.

 

He snorts, “whatever, shut up.” He huffs in my face before pulling all the way out, save the tip, then harshly thrusting back into me.

 

“Oh fuck!” I squeal embarrassingly, pulling him back in and ducking my face into the junction of his neck and shoulder.

 

“Ain’t laughing anymore, huh,” he chuckles before a harsh breath leaves him, his pace picks up speed as he pounds deep into my ass. Our skin smacks against one another, the sound bouncing off the walls and mingling with the music playing in the background.

 

In spite of his response, I force out a fake laugh between pants and groans. I continue to cling onto him, unable to relieve my clutch the least bit as I feel my climax approaching.

 

I hear a hiss leave his lips, not taking in the fact that I’m practically dragging my blunt nails from his shoulders to his back until a minute later. I lift my fingertips up and lay them down to press instead.

 

I push against him, and he gets the memo, I almost consider it ritual to watch him come undone. So, he straightens up and I let my legs fall from him. He grabs one of my legs and places it on his shoulder. I’m lying on my side as he pummels into me at this different angle, I look up at him and clutch a stray pillow.

 

My dick bounces lightly as he thrusts into me roughly. His hand caresses my leg that hangs onto his shoulder. We hold each other’s gaze until the pressure becomes too much. My eyes drop down to his parted lips as he chants ‘fuck’, and his thrusts start to become sloppy.

 

I arch as my dick gives a strong twitch and my seed is bursting onto my stomach and the sheet I’m lying on. I let out a deep moan when he halts balls deep inside and I feel his dick twitch inside me, filling me up like a donut bakery. It’s hard to ignore the fact that his cock is parked against my lust button.

 

After a couple breaths, we part from one another and he’s sliding outta me. It leaves me feeling empty, but I have him to thank for leaving a parting gift.

 

“Did that satiate your sweet tooth?” I smirk, still playing with that stupid comment he made. I slide my hand up and down my inner thigh before slipping my middle finger into my hole, his cum leaking out lewdly. The red smear across his face has me cackling.

 

“Don’t play with me, I’ll happily start round two right now,” he grumbles.

 

“Oh? I’m all aboard,” I quip. I turn on my stomach and stretch lazily, almost pulling a muscle.

 

He joins next to me, laying down and propping himself on his elbow. His free hand goes to caress my ass. I swing my feet in the air happily as I stare at him endearingly. My hand goes to tuck a strand hair away from his face before pinching his cheek.

 

“You’re so cute,” I comment.

 

“Says the one who just got fucked, you’re the cute one,” he returns, slapping my hand away.

 

“Sure, whatever you say.”