🔞 thinking abt mimi feeling embarrassed by his cameltoe..

Thread by hannah@twinkminnie · Jun 6, 2023 · 49 posts · 1,964 words · 9 min read

🔞 thinking abt mimi feeling embarrassed by his cameltoe.. guys have made crude remarks every time he wore leggings; the fat outline of his puffy pussy lips hugged deliciously by the stretchy-tight fabric that left little to the imagination.
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cw // bp jmi w tits, public sex, cunnilingus
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jmi loved leggings! he didn’t want to stop wearing them. he tried to convince himself that no one was looking that hard, his pussy wasn’t /that/ fat, maybe on the chubbier side, yes, but he it wasn’t anything abnormal! those guys were just perverts, it’s not his fault.
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but that was naïve, jmi admits. bc the lingering stares, whistles, or blatant, obscene comments abt his cunt continued. the comments do hurt. he’s self conscious. jmi still wears leggings, except he just throws on a long t-shirt to avoid the harassment.
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but it somehow got worse. he can’t even enjoy hookups anymore bc his partner will inevitably make an unkind remark. jmi prides himself being dainty and cute with a wonderful peachy ass and doll face! he was made to get fucked! but his cunt is ruining things.
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it turns out, not that many guys are into boys with chubby pussies :( jmi is mopey. he’s been doomed. deemed unfavorable over something he can’t help! it sucks, really fucking sucks. jmi has a high libido, and he’s getting tired of masturbating alone in his room.
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it felt like all hope was lost. that was, until he met jgk. sweet, sexy jgk-ie with a monster for a dick. jmi had met him at the gym one late evening as he was doing rather complicated yoga poses on a mat and the other was lifting weights nearby.
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they were the remaining two before closing time. jmi was quite unaware of his surroundings, legs bent and thighs spread in his “happy baby” pose when jgk, all dark curly hair and bulging, tattooed muscles, approached.
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in that pose, his bulging pussy lips were on full display, his t-shirt having rid up. jmi was counting with eyes closed, controlled breaths leaving his parted lips as held his pose when a deep voice tugged him from his concentration.
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“hi there, i’m jgk,” he said, taking a swig from his water bottle. jmi’s thighs snapped shut on instinct, cheeks blazing but he’d caught the other’s fleeting glance between the legs. jmi sat up with a shaky, “oh hi! i’m — i’m jmi.”
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jgk scanned him, slow and deliberate before grinning with charming bunny teeth. fuck, he was hot and conveniently shirtless; chiseled, sweaty abdomen reflecting from the overhead lights. “i couldn’t help but notice how tight you were.”
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jmi choked, eyes widening. “oh, sorry,” jgk laughed, setting his water bottle on the ground. “like your muscles. they look — tight.” “oh.” jmi breathed, nodding slowly. fuck, that’s embarrassing.
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“can i help you stretch? i’m training to be a physical trainer so it’d be great practice, you know.” his gaze drew toward jgk’s veiny and /large/ hands, idle at his sides. jmi was not going to turn down the chance for /those/ hands to be on him.
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“of course — yeah, i need all the help i can get it.” he rushed, throat a little parched. jgk smiled, tight lipped as he sank to the floor with a darkening expression. “it’s a good thing i’m here, hm?” he asked and the sudden hushed, gravely tone had jmi’s pussy slicking up.
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thank god he’d worn black leggings today. “y-yeah, i got lucky,” jmi agreed weakly, glued to the way jgk’s muscles flexed as he situated himself closer on his knees. “spread your legs for me and lay back.”
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“um, okay. um. s-spread?” he stuttered. jmi wasn’t one hundred percent sure that jgk noticed his — problem, but spreading his legs again meant he would see /everything/. his heart raced, a lump forming in his throat.
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jgk appeared nonchalant at first -- of course he would, he couldn’t have been able to know jmi’s anxiety inducing issue. but when jmi didn’t attempt to part his clasped-shut thighs, jgk raised a strong brow. he laid a palm on jmi’s ankle, assessing his flustered expression.
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“yeah, nothing too intense. i’m gonna stretch your thighs,” he shrugged, “it’ll help with the pose you were just doing.” jmi cleared his throat, glancing around. the gym was empty. quiet. he didn’t want to run away, but the flashbacks of ridicule won’t leave his mind.
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he just needs to suck it up. so, ever so slowly, his allows his thighs to relax and part. he falls on his back, inhaling a deep breath, eyes squeezed shut waiting for judgment. but it never came. jgk was polite. too polite.
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he informed jmi before he did anything, asked where it was okay to touch, what hurt, what felt strenuous. he was considerate. jmi remembers how jgk smelt — manly and fresh. remembers how he felt, heavy and almost suffocating pressed against him.
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the burn of his palm wrapped around the back of jmi’s slim, sinewy thigh as he pushed his chest forward, stretching jmi’s thigh that was bent at the knee. it was difficult to look at jgk through the whole ordeal knowing his soaking, too-thick pussy was fully in jgk’s line of
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sight. his dark hair hanging over his damp forehead as his massive figure loomed over jmi who felt quite intimidated being in such a vulnerable position. jmi had guessed that jgk was all business. his fantasy of jgk ripping his leggings off and fucking him like a wild animal
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seemed stupid by the time jgk was finishing up, whispering praises of how well jmi was doing with the stretches. but then — as jgk switched to grab hold of jmi’s other thigh for one last exercise, his palm slipped.
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slipped — and fell directly over of the protruding outline of his vulva. for a split second, jmi could’ve sworn he felt a gentle squeeze but it happened so fast. plus, his mind had been in the gutter since the start. jmi squeaked, jolting from the touch.
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it left a jarring, shooting throb of heat to his core. wow, it really had been a long time since he’d been touched. quickly, jgk shifted his hand away with a curt, almost embarrassed laugh and, “ah, i’m sorry about that. i’m clumsy sometimes.”
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“oh, um. that’s okay,” jmi cleared his throat again, “accidents happen.” jgk nodded, biting his lip in thought. jmi had felt the growing patch of slick intensify, no doubt beginning to seep through the material.
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he hoped jgk didn’t notice. and maybe he hadn’t, because he resumed the remaining stretch. but then — it happened again, this time with jgk’s pinky bumping the edge of his pussy. jgk didn’t pull away, his pinky fully resting in the crevice between his cunt and thigh.
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instead of an apology, jgk murmured slyly, “this is okay, right? you don’t mind?” jmi thighs quivered, mouth opening on a quiet gasp as his pinky begun to rub closer and closer to his center with each forward stretch.
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“n-no,” jmi mumbled, lightheaded from the pulsing, growing need in his gut, “don’t mind.” he didn’t know what jgk was up to, but he wasn’t going to object. ——————————— after a few more minutes of silent stretches, jgk spoke up.
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“look at you. trembling,” he smirked, unashamed as he locked eyes with jmi, “are the stretches that bad?” he knows. fuck, he knows. jmi didn’t know what to say. “or is it from something else?” he added, strong hands pushing jmi’s thighs against his chest in one swift motion.
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he sank to his stomach, glancing up at jmi from between his legs. “something like…” pointledly, he peered at jmi’s pussy now spread just beneath his chin. “your wet cunt.” a wrecked whine fell past his lips before he could stop it.
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then a thumb, jgk’s thumb, dragged heavy and calculated down his slit, deepening the valley between his pussy lips. even through the fabric, he could feel jgk’s hot breath. a swirling, blazing heap of arousal coiled at his center. this had to be a dream.
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“is this what you were trying to hide?” jmi groaned. “yes.” “what a shame,” jgk tsked, “poor little pussy, just begging for attention.” he leaned forward, planting a soft, breathy kiss directly over jmi’s pulsing clit.
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that was that. jmi didn’t have an ounce left of shame. “fuck — /please/,” jmi begged, muscles melting into the mat beneath him. he needed jgk. he needed whatever he wanted to give him.
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before jmi knew it, jgk had his leggings cast aside and his face buried in his pussy with hurried, dragging strokes of his tongue. deep, vibrating hums as he suckled on his folds, his pussy lips, drawing them into his mouth with filthy, wet slurps.
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quiet, raspy appreciations between licks — “this fat little pussy’s so cute,” & “taste so fucking sweet,” & “pussy’s just been aching for this, hm?” and jmi couldn’t stop moaning, writhing with every broad stroke, every tug of his labia into hot hot hot heat,
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every tender suck to his clit. it was enough to drive him crazy — hips jumping from the loud pop of his lips releasing his gooey soft folds and the following prods and movements of his warm, skilled tongue sinking past his sopping wet entrance.
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he came. then, jmi came again. thighs shaking, eyes rolling, back arching as pleasure swept through him, white blinding his vision. and jgk still kept going. feasting on his pussy like it was his last meal, no matter how many pleas jmi made from oversensitivity,
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jgk wouldn’t ease. he’d drink, gulp down his release to aim for another. eventually, the lights shut off in the gym. and jmi wondered if they had been so loud that workers didn’t care — didn’t want to see what was happening in the back.
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jmi had gone home that night, flying on a cloud of post-orgasm bliss, a new hope for his sex life and jgk’s phone number.
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that was months ago. jgk was now jmi’s wonderful boyfriend, and jmi had never been so happy for his not-so-little problem that brought them together. jgk was obsessed. he adored the plush fat, loved to cup it, to squeeze and fondle his pussy.
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he /made/ jmi wear spandex around him so he’d always get a view of his cute, fat cunt through the material. he no longer wore underwear, it was pointless. jgk liked having easy access to his pussy, and who was jmi to deny him of that?
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aside from eating his pussy at least twice a day, jgk fucked him, thoroughly, at least once. if not three times, when he’s feeling especially ruthless. it didn’t matter where they were, at the park, at the gym, in their living room — just looking, feeling, tasting jmi’s pussy
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would work jgk up. he’d slide right in his messy, overstimulated cunt, ignoring jmi’s broken whines (not that jmi cared). liked to watch as his thick cock sank inside, cursing darkly at the obscene sight of jmi’s chubby, swelling pussy lips spread so easy, like butter,
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hugging his hard cock. tight, always snug and creamy wet. sometimes, he’d pinch his pussy lips together, squishing the meat of them to watch them bulge lewdly. as he fucked inside, damning and quick, he’d snag jmi’s g-spot,
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massaging his engorged clit with two rough fingers until jmi squirted uncontrollably, sobbing with rosy stained cheeks and damp, bambi eyes.
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cause jmi was the most beautiful creature to him. the most beautiful to see fall apart by his tongue, his cock, his fingers. and jmi was more than happy to fall apart for the man he loved.
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— end! i hope y’all liked this lil drabble :)) lemme know ur thoughts!
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http://curiouscat.live/twinkminnie
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🔞 thinking abt mimi feeling embarrassed by his cameltoe..

Thread by hannah@twinkminnie · Jun 6, 2023 · 49 posts · 1,964 words · 9 min read

🔞 thinking abt mimi feeling embarrassed by his cameltoe.. guys have made crude remarks every time he wore leggings; the fat outline of his puffy pussy lips hugged deliciously by the stretchy-tight fabric that left little to the imagination.
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cw // bp jmi w tits, public sex, cunnilingus
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jmi loved leggings! he didn’t want to stop wearing them. he tried to convince himself that no one was looking that hard, his pussy wasn’t /that/ fat, maybe on the chubbier side, yes, but he it wasn’t anything abnormal! those guys were just perverts, it’s not his fault.
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but that was naïve, jmi admits. bc the lingering stares, whistles, or blatant, obscene comments abt his cunt continued. the comments do hurt. he’s self conscious. jmi still wears leggings, except he just throws on a long t-shirt to avoid the harassment.
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but it somehow got worse. he can’t even enjoy hookups anymore bc his partner will inevitably make an unkind remark. jmi prides himself being dainty and cute with a wonderful peachy ass and doll face! he was made to get fucked! but his cunt is ruining things.
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it turns out, not that many guys are into boys with chubby pussies :( jmi is mopey. he’s been doomed. deemed unfavorable over something he can’t help! it sucks, really fucking sucks. jmi has a high libido, and he’s getting tired of masturbating alone in his room.
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it felt like all hope was lost. that was, until he met jgk. sweet, sexy jgk-ie with a monster for a dick. jmi had met him at the gym one late evening as he was doing rather complicated yoga poses on a mat and the other was lifting weights nearby.
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they were the remaining two before closing time. jmi was quite unaware of his surroundings, legs bent and thighs spread in his “happy baby” pose when jgk, all dark curly hair and bulging, tattooed muscles, approached.
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in that pose, his bulging pussy lips were on full display, his t-shirt having rid up. jmi was counting with eyes closed, controlled breaths leaving his parted lips as held his pose when a deep voice tugged him from his concentration.
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“hi there, i’m jgk,” he said, taking a swig from his water bottle. jmi’s thighs snapped shut on instinct, cheeks blazing but he’d caught the other’s fleeting glance between the legs. jmi sat up with a shaky, “oh hi! i’m — i’m jmi.”
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jgk scanned him, slow and deliberate before grinning with charming bunny teeth. fuck, he was hot and conveniently shirtless; chiseled, sweaty abdomen reflecting from the overhead lights. “i couldn’t help but notice how tight you were.”
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jmi choked, eyes widening. “oh, sorry,” jgk laughed, setting his water bottle on the ground. “like your muscles. they look — tight.” “oh.” jmi breathed, nodding slowly. fuck, that’s embarrassing.
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“can i help you stretch? i’m training to be a physical trainer so it’d be great practice, you know.” his gaze drew toward jgk’s veiny and /large/ hands, idle at his sides. jmi was not going to turn down the chance for /those/ hands to be on him.
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“of course — yeah, i need all the help i can get it.” he rushed, throat a little parched. jgk smiled, tight lipped as he sank to the floor with a darkening expression. “it’s a good thing i’m here, hm?” he asked and the sudden hushed, gravely tone had jmi’s pussy slicking up.
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thank god he’d worn black leggings today. “y-yeah, i got lucky,” jmi agreed weakly, glued to the way jgk’s muscles flexed as he situated himself closer on his knees. “spread your legs for me and lay back.”
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“um, okay. um. s-spread?” he stuttered. jmi wasn’t one hundred percent sure that jgk noticed his — problem, but spreading his legs again meant he would see /everything/. his heart raced, a lump forming in his throat.
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jgk appeared nonchalant at first -- of course he would, he couldn’t have been able to know jmi’s anxiety inducing issue. but when jmi didn’t attempt to part his clasped-shut thighs, jgk raised a strong brow. he laid a palm on jmi’s ankle, assessing his flustered expression.
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“yeah, nothing too intense. i’m gonna stretch your thighs,” he shrugged, “it’ll help with the pose you were just doing.” jmi cleared his throat, glancing around. the gym was empty. quiet. he didn’t want to run away, but the flashbacks of ridicule won’t leave his mind.
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he just needs to suck it up. so, ever so slowly, his allows his thighs to relax and part. he falls on his back, inhaling a deep breath, eyes squeezed shut waiting for judgment. but it never came. jgk was polite. too polite.
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he informed jmi before he did anything, asked where it was okay to touch, what hurt, what felt strenuous. he was considerate. jmi remembers how jgk smelt — manly and fresh. remembers how he felt, heavy and almost suffocating pressed against him.
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the burn of his palm wrapped around the back of jmi’s slim, sinewy thigh as he pushed his chest forward, stretching jmi’s thigh that was bent at the knee. it was difficult to look at jgk through the whole ordeal knowing his soaking, too-thick pussy was fully in jgk’s line of
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sight. his dark hair hanging over his damp forehead as his massive figure loomed over jmi who felt quite intimidated being in such a vulnerable position. jmi had guessed that jgk was all business. his fantasy of jgk ripping his leggings off and fucking him like a wild animal
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seemed stupid by the time jgk was finishing up, whispering praises of how well jmi was doing with the stretches. but then — as jgk switched to grab hold of jmi’s other thigh for one last exercise, his palm slipped.
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slipped — and fell directly over of the protruding outline of his vulva. for a split second, jmi could’ve sworn he felt a gentle squeeze but it happened so fast. plus, his mind had been in the gutter since the start. jmi squeaked, jolting from the touch.
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it left a jarring, shooting throb of heat to his core. wow, it really had been a long time since he’d been touched. quickly, jgk shifted his hand away with a curt, almost embarrassed laugh and, “ah, i’m sorry about that. i’m clumsy sometimes.”
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“oh, um. that’s okay,” jmi cleared his throat again, “accidents happen.” jgk nodded, biting his lip in thought. jmi had felt the growing patch of slick intensify, no doubt beginning to seep through the material.
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he hoped jgk didn’t notice. and maybe he hadn’t, because he resumed the remaining stretch. but then — it happened again, this time with jgk’s pinky bumping the edge of his pussy. jgk didn’t pull away, his pinky fully resting in the crevice between his cunt and thigh.
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instead of an apology, jgk murmured slyly, “this is okay, right? you don’t mind?” jmi thighs quivered, mouth opening on a quiet gasp as his pinky begun to rub closer and closer to his center with each forward stretch.
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“n-no,” jmi mumbled, lightheaded from the pulsing, growing need in his gut, “don’t mind.” he didn’t know what jgk was up to, but he wasn’t going to object. ——————————— after a few more minutes of silent stretches, jgk spoke up.
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“look at you. trembling,” he smirked, unashamed as he locked eyes with jmi, “are the stretches that bad?” he knows. fuck, he knows. jmi didn’t know what to say. “or is it from something else?” he added, strong hands pushing jmi’s thighs against his chest in one swift motion.
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he sank to his stomach, glancing up at jmi from between his legs. “something like…” pointledly, he peered at jmi’s pussy now spread just beneath his chin. “your wet cunt.” a wrecked whine fell past his lips before he could stop it.
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then a thumb, jgk’s thumb, dragged heavy and calculated down his slit, deepening the valley between his pussy lips. even through the fabric, he could feel jgk’s hot breath. a swirling, blazing heap of arousal coiled at his center. this had to be a dream.
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“is this what you were trying to hide?” jmi groaned. “yes.” “what a shame,” jgk tsked, “poor little pussy, just begging for attention.” he leaned forward, planting a soft, breathy kiss directly over jmi’s pulsing clit.
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that was that. jmi didn’t have an ounce left of shame. “fuck — /please/,” jmi begged, muscles melting into the mat beneath him. he needed jgk. he needed whatever he wanted to give him.
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before jmi knew it, jgk had his leggings cast aside and his face buried in his pussy with hurried, dragging strokes of his tongue. deep, vibrating hums as he suckled on his folds, his pussy lips, drawing them into his mouth with filthy, wet slurps.
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quiet, raspy appreciations between licks — “this fat little pussy’s so cute,” & “taste so fucking sweet,” & “pussy’s just been aching for this, hm?” and jmi couldn’t stop moaning, writhing with every broad stroke, every tug of his labia into hot hot hot heat,
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every tender suck to his clit. it was enough to drive him crazy — hips jumping from the loud pop of his lips releasing his gooey soft folds and the following prods and movements of his warm, skilled tongue sinking past his sopping wet entrance.
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he came. then, jmi came again. thighs shaking, eyes rolling, back arching as pleasure swept through him, white blinding his vision. and jgk still kept going. feasting on his pussy like it was his last meal, no matter how many pleas jmi made from oversensitivity,
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jgk wouldn’t ease. he’d drink, gulp down his release to aim for another. eventually, the lights shut off in the gym. and jmi wondered if they had been so loud that workers didn’t care — didn’t want to see what was happening in the back.
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jmi had gone home that night, flying on a cloud of post-orgasm bliss, a new hope for his sex life and jgk’s phone number.
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that was months ago. jgk was now jmi’s wonderful boyfriend, and jmi had never been so happy for his not-so-little problem that brought them together. jgk was obsessed. he adored the plush fat, loved to cup it, to squeeze and fondle his pussy.
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he /made/ jmi wear spandex around him so he’d always get a view of his cute, fat cunt through the material. he no longer wore underwear, it was pointless. jgk liked having easy access to his pussy, and who was jmi to deny him of that?
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aside from eating his pussy at least twice a day, jgk fucked him, thoroughly, at least once. if not three times, when he’s feeling especially ruthless. it didn’t matter where they were, at the park, at the gym, in their living room — just looking, feeling, tasting jmi’s pussy
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would work jgk up. he’d slide right in his messy, overstimulated cunt, ignoring jmi’s broken whines (not that jmi cared). liked to watch as his thick cock sank inside, cursing darkly at the obscene sight of jmi’s chubby, swelling pussy lips spread so easy, like butter,
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hugging his hard cock. tight, always snug and creamy wet. sometimes, he’d pinch his pussy lips together, squishing the meat of them to watch them bulge lewdly. as he fucked inside, damning and quick, he’d snag jmi’s g-spot,
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massaging his engorged clit with two rough fingers until jmi squirted uncontrollably, sobbing with rosy stained cheeks and damp, bambi eyes.
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cause jmi was the most beautiful creature to him. the most beautiful to see fall apart by his tongue, his cock, his fingers. and jmi was more than happy to fall apart for the man he loved.
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— end! i hope y’all liked this lil drabble :)) lemme know ur thoughts!
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http://curiouscat.live/twinkminnie
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