The Only Time Price Would Take Off His Boonie, Is When He Puts It On Your Head When He Fucks You.

The only time Price would take off his boonie, is when he puts it on your head when he fucks you.

@gifsbysimplysonia 🫶🫶

it is proven that majority of women can’t orgasm from intercourse alone. So imagine reader who can’t make herself cum, no matter how she touches her swollen little bud.

it’s becoming more annoying as you keep trying, different speeds, pressures, and angles, but nothing seems to work for you! It’s gotten to the point where you’ve quite frankly given up on even touching yourself. You’ve tried for so long, yet always get nothing.

so imagine telling Simon when he asks you, oh so kindly when on deployment, to touch yourself with him to make you both feel good. The silence over the phone when you say you can’t.

“What?”

“I just can’t. I’ve tried, but it just doesn’t work for me.”

“‘Ave ya-?”

“I’ve done everything, Simon! I can’t, okay?”

it was clear that this was something that you weren’t comfortable with talking about. It made you upset that you didn’t “function correctly” like other women. So the night Simon came home, he greeted you with a soft kiss. There wasn’t any harsh underlying emotion, just soft and sweet love. His large and calloused hands would cup your cheeks and look at your eyes, watching the slight confusion slip into your gaze.

now laying against his sturdier chest, looking at yourself in the mirror with him behind you, you knew what was happening. He gently pulled down your sleeping pants, taking his time to let his fingertips brush against every inch of your thighs, all the way down to your ankles. And soon enough, off came your panties too. He started by admiring the slight glistening of your slick right by your entrance, using his fingers to gently dip into the fluid that he loved. Dragging his fingers upwards, he brought his fingertips to the side of your clit, letting your slick be the lube for his fingers.

Simon looked at you through the mirror, keeping eye contact as his fingers pressed onto your clit. The gasp that left your lips was sudden, almost reaching down to grab his wrist, but stopping when he gave you a stern warning look. Everything felt different - his touch felt electrifying, while yours felt like watching paint dry. Why was it so different? Your eyes fluttered shut, head resting on his shoulder when he started speeding up his small circular motion. Your thighs spread a little more, shuddering when you felt a build up in your lower tummy. That burn you never felt unless you used a toy, the burn you got before you were clouded with euphoria; it was coming. You let out small squeaks and whimpers as your hips lifted and you came undone. Usually that’s when you’d stop, let your body just relax, but Simon kept a firm hand across your torso, using his leg to keep yours pinned down so he could still rub you till complete satisfaction.

once his movements slowed and he was panting along with you slightly, he pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, looking at your eyes through the mirror again.

“I don’t care what time of day it is, if ye need t’cum, y’tell me and I’ll help, love. Alrigh’?”

you mustered a small nod, droopy eyes falling to the wet and sticky mess between your thighs, and the lovely hands that helped you along the way.

Simon dropped his keys into the small dish at your front door, kicking off his boots and setting them aside nicely. He shrugged off his coat and hung it up, leaving his baseball cap on the small table he put his keys on.

he walked further into the house, looking around, but seeing no sign of you. His brows furrowed a little, calling out to you. “Love? Y’here?”

he walked further into the house, peaking into the bathroom and living room before hearing a door open. He turned to see you walking out of your room in tears, wearing one of his shirts. The worst thoughts went to his head - did you hurt yourself? Did someone else get hurt? Were you upset with him? He walked over to you cautiously, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

“What’s wrong, love? Did somethin’ happen when I was gone?” His fingers carded through your hair, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

You pulled away a little to look up at him and smile, wiping away your tears the best you could as you sniffled and held him close. “I- I did it…” you smiled, small laugh coming from your lips.

A small look of confusion crossed his face as he ran his hands up and down your sides, squeezing you a little. “Did what, love?” he asked.

You smiled through your tears, burying your face into his chest. “I made myself cum…no help, no vibrator…just me…”

Simon had felt proud of you a lot through the years, but being able to see you so proud of yourself made him so much prouder. He picked you up and held your ass to keep you steady. “That’s my girl…oh god, that’s my girl. M’so proud of you, lovie.”

Many women think that they’re “broken” because they still haven’t made themselves feel pleasure without a helping hand. You need to know that you aren’t broken - not even close. Your body is beautiful and unique in its own way, and you need to take the time to love how intricate and powerful you all are. This is for men and women, since they both struggle with this issue. You can do it, you just need to breathe and appreciate that you are made differently from everyone else. You deserve your pleasure. No matter how long it takes you to figure it out.

141 men + König would absolutely die watching their big girl have to jump while putting on their jeans/pants. They love their big girl.

I just ate the juiciest nectarine ever and the juices got all over my chin…ghost would def say something like

“It’s not nice to impersonate people, love. Especially after I made you cum so hard.”

or just really sloppily kiss you, running his tongue all over the juices across your mouth and chin, making sure to taste your tongue for more of those delicious juices.

also i cannot make myself cum 🥹 im 22 and never had sex before (and it makes me so nervous!!) whenever i try to relax a bit (sorry if i can't explain myself haha) i just can't reach that point!! and when i watch those videos, i prefer the ones with men whimpers/groans. it makes the process quicker for me until i stop. anyway, that was all. thanks 🥲✨️💖

do not apologize! I honestly feel like people talking more about this normalizes it a lot! I love hearing your stories and I hope by you reading my stories, you can help yourself realize that it’s normal!

keep your stories coming if you want! I’m glad you all feel comfortable enough to share!