โ๏ธ ROCKSTAR!choso โ๏ธ
18+ ( smut, p in v, raw sex, creampie, mentions of impregnation, slight breeding kink, depraved!choso, multiple orgasms (f.), pet names (baby, beautiful, sweetheart, etc.), just filthy )
"ah--! wa-slow down!" heavy breaths and loud gasps mixed in with the wet sound of choso's heavy balls smacking against your clit. "baby, baby, babyyy" a whine followed, your head dropping in between your shoulders.
choso was no better. behind you, his hands pawed at every part of your body. your ass, hips, stomach, thighs...no area went untouched. the artist had went months without you while he toured the world with his band. yes, he was grateful for the opportunity but he wasn't so sure it was worth it if he had to be without you. "s-sorry beautiful but I--fucckkk! keep squeezing me, just like that baby," his groans and moans making your eyes roll shut as your pussy fluttered around him.
the arch in your back was beginning to hurt the longer choso drilled into you from behind. your rockstar boyfriend arrived home three hours ago and wasted no time in his pursuit for you and your warmth. doggy was the most recent position you'd been in, missionary and reverse cowgirl prior to that. you were exhausted but your cunt craved the familiar feeling of your lovers cock nestled deep within you.
"i'm close baby!" a choked sob settled in your throat when choso's skilled fingers started rubbing your swollen clit. "wanna--wanna feel you nut in me" tears gathered at your water line, "please, please--! ouuuh shit!"
"yeaaaa--uhh, look at allat squirt coming from my pretty girl." choso's other hand found its way around your neck, pulling you back to him as your pussy squirted around his cock, "tell me how you feel baby. you missed me? hm? cause i've missed you."
you could barely register what he was saying to you, your body still shaking and your brain in no better state. shameless cries came from you as choso kept fucking you through your orgasm. it was too much!
a light slap and grab of your cheeks caused you to fight through your haziness and focus on the man behind you. "asked you a question sweetheart. my dick got you that fucked up?"
"yes! fuck yes!" you yelled when he pinched your clit, another orgasm rolling through you.
choso was in no better shape, his eyes crossing together the sloppier your pussy got from his ministrations. he swore this was better than any high, than any award he could ever receive. "shit makes no fucking sense," he muttered to himself as your pussy sucked him in more.
"gonna let me put a baby in you? make you come on tour with me next time," he grunted, his pace increasing as his lower stomach tightened--a sign of hie impending orgasm. "never leaving you, or this fat pussy, alone again. understand?"
the tears had fallen down your cheeks as you struggled to formulate a response. "--stand, wanna carry your babies. wan' you t' make me a mom-a mommy!" your speech slurred a bit, but choso understood every word.
letting go of your neck, choso pushed you flat into the mattress of the california king and dropped his dick into your sloppy cunt. fuck, he was so close. he opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was a deep guttural groan that tapered off into a whine as his hips stuttered and his balls tightened while he dumped his load in you.
"take it, take it, fucking take it!" he chanted brainlessly, hands creating imprints into your hip bones with every squeeze as he canted his hips. choso wasn't going on tour without you again.