Dirty Talks

Video games are more interesting than me. Pizza is more delicious than me. Even the freaking cat from across the street got more attention than I do. But tonight that will change. Tonight I will make Michael Clifford beg for mercy. I know he won’t resist the Pokémon bra with a white lace panties I got on once he comes back from a day in the studio. Plus, I went shopping. He’ll love what I bought.
I hear the front door open. I quickly stand in front of the bedroom doorway, waiting for him to come in. I wanna see the look on his face when he sees me.
"Y/N, you home?" he yells.
"I’m upstairs. I need a little help here," I reply.
I hear him running up the stairs. The doorknob turns. The door slowly opens. And standing before me is Michael, with his mouth open and eyes scanning me.
"Got anything to say?" I ask in a innocent voice.
He grabs my Poké balls and says: “Y/N, I choose you.”
I’m too hungry for him to wait for a move. I attack his mouth. While in shock, his mouth is still open so I slide my tongue in with ease. But I let him take control. Which he does. His hands grope my breasts, while I palm him through his pants. Tonight he’ll be in complete control. I end the kiss and walk to the bed, with a heated up Michael behind me. I crawl on bed and pull out a small whip from behind the pillows.
"Babe, what’s this?" he asks.
"You told me you wanted to get some kink in our sex lives. So why not a small whip? To spank me with when I’m bad."
I hand him the whip. I move my body against him, palm him to get him hard. I wanna get Michael’s dark side out. He’s still lookin at the whip, thinking what to do with it. I put my hand in his pants and start pumping him. A low noise is coming from him. I see his grip on the whip tighten. It’s when I start to grind my hips against him that he takes my hair and pulls my head back.
"Bad girls like you need to be taught a lesson," he says with a dominant tone.
I won’t lie; it got me wet.
"Now get on all fours," he demands.
I get on my hands and knees and wait for him to do something. I not allowed to look back. I feel his hand touch my bum. Sending shivers down my spine. My mind wanders off to what he could do with those fingers.
I’m pulled away from my dirty mind with a loud smack on my ass. And another. I can almost hear his grin when he smacks me for the third time. He’s obviously enjoying the new toy. And so am I. He pulls me up by the arm and smacks me in the face. He immediately regrets doing it.
"Oh god, babe, I’m so sorry. I got carried away and I thought…"
I cut him off by kissing him. I loved it. I wanted more. I deepen the kiss. When I pull away, Michael let’s out a groan.
"Don’t hold back tonight," I whisper.
That’s all he needed to hear.
"Then get to your knees on the ground," he orders.
I get on the ground in front of him and get on my knees. He unzips his pants and slides both his pants and boxer down. I don’t need any more directions when he starts to stroke himself.
I swirl my tongue around his tip, just to tease him. I slide my hands up his thighs and cup his balls. I take him in my mouth slowly. I bob my head agonizingly slow. Suddenly Michael grabs my face and pushes himself all the way in. I gag around him and hear a moan falls from his lips. I lean my head back and slide him back in again, fully. I repeat this motion untill his grip starts to become harder.
"Have mercy on me and let me go. I wanna cum inside you."
I let him fall from my mouth. He takes me by the arm again and throws me onto bed. Before I know it, he rips off my underwear. He strips out of his clothes. Everytime I see him do that, I get a little wet. But how can’t I with a boyfriend like that? He crawls on top of me and starts to rub my clit.
"Don’t ever dare moan," he says.
I keep my mouth shut. It becomes harder when he slams into me at full force. In order to keep me quiet, he puts a hand on my neck. With a tight grip he chokes me and I’m loving it. He has no mercy on me and keeps going at full speed.
As our breathing and panting becomes heavier, the grip on my neck tightens. My mouth forms a perfect ‘o’ as pleasure starts to become too much for me. My body shakes into his thrusts. And that’s when I release myself.
With loud groaning, he keeps going through my high. I can hardly breathe when I feel him twitch inside me. He crashes his lips onto mine as he finds his own peak of pleasure.
Once we’re both calm again I snuggle up to him. His calm heartbeat is like music to my ears.
"You’ve created a monster," he says.
"I know. And I love it," I say with a smile.

He kisses me on the head, just before I fall into deep sleep.

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