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“fuckk you taste soooo good.” sevika’s tongue teased your hole and her lips kissed all over, practically making out with your wet pussy. her big hands gripped your thighs roughly, certain to leave bruises that you’d have to cover from fans.
“ughn yesyesyes please right there!” you moaned loudly when her tongue pistoned in and out of your dripping hole, reaching for anything to keep you still.
the private backstage dressing room was solely illuminated by the vanity lights behind you, makeup still scattered around you. your post-show butter yellow tank and matching booty shorts were tossed somewhere in the room, along with your arousal-soiled panties. how you ended up getting fucked by your bodyguard? that’s not important.
sevika’s tongue licked strips up and down your heat, her nose brushing the underside of your clit. you clenched down on nothing and closed your legs involuntarily around her head, but her strong hands pulled them farther apart.
she looked up at you with a piercing gaze and slowly purred, “keep your legs open for me, baby.” she looked drunk off of you, like she would live between your legs if she could. you meekly nodded at her instruction, but that wasn’t enough for her.
SMACK
her hand collided with your heat, and you cried out. sharp jolts of pain and pleasure surged through you. “i didn’t hear an answer. do you understand?” sevika grunted.
your whimpered, “yes.”
a wide grin spread across sevika’s face. “goood girl.” she dove back between your legs, feeling like her tongue was spelling your name. suddenly, you felt two thick finger circling your hole. your breath hitched and you clenched around nothing, making sevika groan into your core. she looked up with her puppy-eyes and murmured into you, “is this ok?” her mouth and nose were coated with your slick, and her pupils were blown. you swear you could come just from looking at her. you breathlessly nodded, subconsciously grinding in the air. soon, her flesh fingers sunk into you, thrusting shallowly to stretch you out. she maneuvered your legs to hook over her shoulders, and you watched her with low-hooded eyes.
she curled her muscular biceps to thrust deeper, her brows furrowed and swollen lips leaving kisses along your labia, though her eyes never left yours. you whimpered, and clenched again. you were used to multiple eyes on you, hell, you loved the attention from your fans. but sevika’s gaze felt different. it felt personal, sensual, like you were the only one in the room. it was the only one that could make you nervous.
her fingers curled in you, grazing your g-spot with every plunge. her mouth made its way back to your now-swollen bud, and left wet pecks on it before sucking. you cried out and your eyes squeezed shut. fuck, you were so close. you could barely say cohesive sentences, your words coming out in babbles and half moans. before you could stop yourself, you pleaded,
“m-mommy please!”
sevika abruptly paused her movements, and your eyes shot open. an awkward but sexually charged second passed, before you frantically stuttered out, “sevika…i’m sorry i said that. i-i wasn’t thinking straight and i-.” she stood up from her spot on the floor, her chest level with your face. you nervously shifted in your spot on the vanity desk, too scared to look at her face. a beat passed, and she then began to unbuckle her belt.
“bend over the desk.” her voice was gruff, but you could hear the tones of desperation in between
you blinked up at her with a confused expression. “w-what?” her belt clashed against the floor and she roughly manhandled you into the position she desired. your breasts were smooshed against the flat surface, and your ass was flush against her…bulge? a mirror was in front of you, and you could see sevika shimmying out of her pants behind you.
“you heard what i said. now,” her flesh hand traveled up your back until it faintly gripped your neck, while her prosthetic grabbed her thick strap and stroked it up and down to collect your arousal. “let mommy take care of you.” in one quick motion, she bottomed out in you, drawing a high-pitched mewl from you. her pace was brutal from the start, the only sounds in the room being the slap of sevika’s hips, her deep grunts, and your loud moans.
she leaned down to your ear, and roughly cooed. “who’s fucking you this good?”
“s’you mommy! all you!”
“who’s pussy does this belong to?” her thrusts slowed and became deeper, stimulating your gummy walls and abusing your g-spot.
“you mommy!”
sevika hummed, “you’re such a dirty girl. slutting yourself out all for me. i wish you could see how wet you are, and how wide this hole is stretching for me.” you moaned from the visual she painted in your head, lolling your head down on the desk. her flesh hand left your neck and gripped your jaw instead. “look in the mirror.” you whined but forced your eyes open, and boy, were you a sight to see. mascara ran down your face, your lip combo had smudged, and your cheeks were flushed. behind you, a thin layer of sweat coated sevika, causing her hair to stick to her forehead. you hadn’t noticed she’d taken her shirt off, but her flexed abs and perky breasts caused you to groan aloud.
“look at how fucked-out you are. look at the effect i have on you. no one gets to see you like this. not your managers, not your fans, me. only me. and you love it. tell me you love it.”
“yessh i’luv it mommy. fuckk y’fuck m’so well nghh,” gasp “m’all yours mommy.” you were too fucked-out to think, to speak, to worry about anything but pleasing sevika.
“good girl, now keep those pretty eyes on me. i want you to see yourself come undone.” her prosthetic hand, kneading your cheeks, snaked their way down to your sensitive bud, before rubbing quick circles. your eyes rolled back and you let out a pornographic moan.
sevika lightly slapped your face, reminding you to open your eyes, but it was so hard. her tip continuously hit your g-spot, her fingers feverishly played with your clit, her hand gripped your jaw tight. it was too much!
“fuckkk,” you gasped, your pussy tightly squeezing her length and your body tensing up. your skin felt warm and you could feel your climax building up. “ohmy-nghhh imgonnacumimgonnacumimgonna-!” before the rest of your sentence could leave your mouth, you gasped and shook violently against sevika while you gushed on her length. white stars flashed across your vision, and your limbs grew weak. she continued her deep ministrations to ride you through your orgasm, until your limbs gave out and you collapsed against the desk. you both caught your breath for many moments, until sevika broke the silence.
“you’re so fucking addicting.”