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Koko- sugar baby

Warnings: smut 18+ and angst

Smut ends after the ***

It had all started with a night out, celebrating your friend's birthday. She was ecstatic and while you were happy for her you weren’t exactly jumping in joy at the thought of spending a night out, clubbing in a crowded space with bodies grinding, people smoking, and drinking.

But you still went and who knew that night would have changed your life in so many ways. You had been in a short black dress that exposed more than it covered. If it was up to you, you would be at home watching a movie or anything else but this. Nevertheless you stood next to a bar getting drinks for your friends. That was until a man stopped next to you, staring down at you, assessing each and every one of your movements as if you were planning to kill him.

“What’s your name, pretty,” the man said next to you, clearly drunk, yet you still didn’t have enough courage to look up at him.

You hadn’t even known his name when you stumbled drunken into his home with him, his hands roaming your body, your legs wrapped around his waist, hands pulling on his white hair, his tongue shoved down your throat, moans and groans leaving the two of you. The white haired male that gave out dangerous vibes pinning you to the wall of his home rutting against you like a dog in heat.

“I’m Koko,” the man mumbles diving back into your mouth. Said man groans hitching you up higher, grabbing a knife from his pocket.

You gulp scared but excited not knowing where this was going, was he going to kill you, you wouldn’t doubt it after all he had a shroud of dangerous aura around him.

“May i?” Koko asks gesturing down to his cock that was stuffed painfully inside his pants then to your underwear.

You gulp but nod your head excitedly, if he waited any longer you swore you would explode and by the looks of it he would too.

Before you can second guess anything you feel your underwear rip into two, the next thing you know two fingers are plunged into your pussy.

“So fucking wet and tight, you sure you ain’t a virgin?” Koko murmurs, too distracted seeing his fingers enter your pussy and then leave shinier then before.

You didn’t know how you would fit his cock inside of you when just two of his slender fingers was enough to make you feel full.

Your thoughts stopped being insterupted by a moan, “This your spot princess?” Koko asks rhetorically already knowing he had found it.

Koko thrusts his fingers a couple more times relishing in your moans while you were relishing in the pleasure of his fingers. It felt so good, you swore you were about to explode, or maybe that was just your upcoming orgasm. It was definitely that.

Just as you’re about to inform the man he pulls his fingers out. “The first time you cum it’s going to be on my cock,” just as fast as his fingers had left your warm embrace his cock had replaced them, not giving you a second to complain.

The complaint on your tongue melting away and instead being replaced by a loud whine mixed with a whimper, neither of you could tell what it was, all you knew was it erupted from the pain.

His fingers had stretched your pussy a significant amount but nothing could prepare you for the size of his cock. As soon as Koko thrusted it in you had felt as if you were being split into two, but you wouldnt change anything for this, the pain only adding to your pleasure.

“I’d trade all my money for this pussy.”

“Koko, faster,” you whimper digging your heels farther into his butt, attempting to encourage him to go faster and harder.

***

That was a year ago today, the man you now know very well had taken in interest in you after he had been buried to the hilt inside of you and he came knocking the very next day proposing the idea of friends with benefits. You had obviously agreed because he was Koko and he was attractive.

It was a friends with benefits but to you it seemed more like he was your sugar daddy, the white haired male choosing to spend thousands upon thousands on his pretty baby.

That’s where you were now, outside of Victorias Secret with a raspado, after you got dinner in the most expensive restaurant that one would have to make a reservation years ago just to spend oneevening at, but Koko was a powerful man and he was able to get a reservation with a snap of his fingers.

“Alright pretty baby get anything you want.”

You smile half heartedly at the sentiment before awkwardly picking up lingerie, you were astounded at the price for the clothes, well lack thereof. How were scraps of clothes so expensive?

Koko picks something up putting it against your body and you offer him a small smile looking at the price before putting it back down.

This goes on for a few more outfits and you could see Koko getting agitated each time you declined something so to make him feel a little better you picked up the least expensive, useful things you could find.

Koko picks up another bra looking proud of himself and you just politely shake your head turning your head to keep walking but his voice stops you.

“Stop being difficult and buy something damnit!”

You look shocked as Koko rolls his yes throwing the bra back on to the table. Trying to remain calm you whisper, “Koko it’s fine I don’t need anything else,” just as you lean on your tiptoes to peck him on the cheek but at the last minute he moves and dodges the kiss.

“I should have gotten a fucking sugar baby she would have appreciated all this shit going to waste, unappreciative brat.” You gasp as his words sharp as knives pierce your heart, you thought he actually cared for you but he just enjoyed not being alone.

“Then give these to your sugar baby along with my regards!” You shout throwing everything in his arms including ripping the gold necklace embedded with diamonds that spelled Koko off your neck and throwing it at him, including the rings and bracelets the man gave you.

You jog out of the store as Koko stands there baffled at what he said and for once you’re thankful the exit was near Victorias Secret.

Your luck continues as you see a taxi driver outside and you jump inside spitting out your address.

Five seconds later you regret your decision and instead tell the driver to take you to the nearest phone store.