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Kink List #4- Masturbation

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Paring: Jey Uso x Fem!Reader

WC: 1,164

Although Jey is the man you've always been drawn to, you've never had the opportunity to experience sex with him. For six months, your relationship has been characterized by casual affection, with no vaginal sex, oral sex, or even physical touch beyond brief, gentle kissing and occasional grinding against each other. You've been waiting for the right moment to take your relationship to the next level, but you've been hesitant to rush into things.

Last week, you told Jey that you wanted to take things slowly, partly because you're still getting used to the idea of sex with him. You're curious about his length and unsure about how he'll react when he sees you in your most vulnerable state. You appreciate Jey's respect for your boundaries and his willingness to prioritize your comfort and consent. His restraint has actually made you feel more drawn to him.

As you emerged from the shower, you slipped on your lacy thong and bra, taking care to arrange your attire in a way that made you feel confident and comfortable. You then set the mood for a cozy night in by spritzing the room with vanilla scented air freshener and dimming the lights. You fluffed the pillows and straightened out the covers on your bed, preparing for a relaxing evening with Jey. Every Saturday night, you two would watch movies and enjoy each other's company, and tonight was no exception.

As you turned to your dresser to grab a tank top and shorts, you were startled by the sudden appearance of Jey standing in your doorway. He was holding a bag of snacks and his eyes were fixed intently on your body. For a fleeting moment, you felt a flutter of surprise and self-consciousness. "shit, sorry," he said, setting the bag down on a nearby chair as he broke his gaze.

You felt a surge of embarrassment as Jey referenced the tattoo on your lower back, which you had gotten several years ago. "Uh, didn't tell me about yo tat," he said with a mischievous grin. You covered your face with your hands, feeling a wave of mortification wash over you. "Ugh, stop it," you whined, trying to play off your embarrassment. "I regret it," you added, trying to move past the awkward moment.

As Jey approached you, he gently removed your hands from your face, his fingers brushing against yours in a gentle caress. "Don't, ma" he said, his voice low and husky. You looked up at him, searching his face for any sign of discomfort or disgust. But instead, his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, and you felt a flutter in your chest.

He nodded his head, his gaze still locked on yours. "Really?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. He nodded again, his eyes never leaving yours. Then, he let his gaze wander down your body, taking in every curve and contour. His expression changed from affectionate to aroused, and he let out a low whistle. "Damn," he muttered, his voice full of wonder.

You felt a surge of embarrassment as you tried to meet his gaze, but you couldn't help but feel like he was seeing something that wasn't quite right. "I'm sorry," you said, trying to play it cool, "I know I look kind of silly right now... I'll just put my clothes on." But before you could even move, Jey's hand closed around your wrist, holding you back.

"Nah, ma," he said, his voice soft and persuasive. "You look good as fuck." You raised an eyebrow, surprised by his words. "Yeah?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. He nodded again, his eyes never leaving yours. "Yeah," he repeated, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

He licked his lips hungrily, his gaze fixed on you. "You look so fucking good, ma," he said, his voice low and raspy. His eyes had a glazed, euphoric look, as if he were high on ecstasy, and his breathing had quickened.

"Thank you, babe," you replied, standing on your toes to give him a gentle kiss. But as you pulled back, he grabbed you softly by the neck and pulled you in again, kissing you deeply and darting his tongue between your lips.

When he finally released you, he stared at you intently, as if he were intoxicated by your very presence. You glanced downward, and there it was - his hardened, throbbing dick, straining against the fabric of his pants.

"Fuckkk, I ain't mean to, ma," he said, a look of embarrassment crossing his features. You met his gaze, biting your lip. "Can I see it?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

His eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down, along with his boxers. You gasped at the sight - it was easily 10 inches long, thick and veiny, the pink shaft glistening. You could practically feel the drool escaping the corner of your mouth.

The man couldn't control his own hand as it slid along his throbbing shaft, shuddering with each stroke as beads of precum began to emerge. He slowly started stroking himself, biting his lip in a desperate attempt to stifle the moan building within. His free hand reached out to caress your cheek, his pace quickening as he drew you closer. Unable to resist, you pressed your face against the crook of his neck, sucking and nibbling, leaving a trail of reddened marks in your wake. A shaky, guttural moan escaped his lips - a sound so primal and alluring that it sent a shiver down your spine. 

"Ah, fuck," he groaned, his grip tightening as he fisted his swollen, glistening cock with increasing fervor. "You like this, don't you? W-want to see me come undone?" he managed between ragged breaths. You leaned in, whispering your eager affirmation into his ear, and the response was immediate. His strokes became more brutal, more desperate, as you slowly undid your bra, giving him a tantalizing display of your ample breasts. You squeezed them, twisting your nipples, nearly eliciting a moan from your own lips.

His face flushed crimson, tears welling in the corners of his eyes as he neared his climax. "Fuuuck, mama," he groaned, his shaft now coated in a sheen of precum, thick and throbbing. Unable to resist any longer, you sank to your knees before him, gazing up with a sultry expression. "You look so damn good like this, babe," you purred, and that was all it took.

With a final, shuddering moan, he erupted, his release coating your face as his body convulsed. "Mmh... fuck... uhh," he gasped, snatching off his shirt to hastily wipe away the evidence. Pulling you to your feet, he kissed you deeply, the taste of his own release mingling with your lips. As you pulled back, you gazed into his eyes, a newfound hunger burning within. "I think I'm ready now," you said, slowly sliding your thong down your legs.

Just imagine getting pinned with backshots by this man!