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kinktober — day 5 | FWB

lust • [kim mingyu]

fuck love, we can do this shit forever if it’s lust

pairing: kim mingyu x fem!reader genre: smut, best friends!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which you took “a little head never ruined anyone‘s life“ a little bit too seriously and now you find yourself getting intimate with your best friend more than you should word count: 727 warnings: friends with benefits, unprotected sex (stay safe, kiddos)

my first ever seventeen smut and 100th post yayyyy

None of this was actually planned. Not even when your best friend, Mingyu, jokingly asked you to suck his dick after a long night of drinking with his bandmates.

For some reason, you didn’t even overthink it until he stood at your door, all worked up and his hair sticking to his forehead because he ran all the way from the dorm to your apartment complex.

He pushed you against the wall and all of a sudden you found yourself on your knees, his hand holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft, feeling his tip at the back of your throat.

Now here you were, once more feeling his hands on your waist as he shoved his tongue into your mouth and slowly fiddled with the string of your sweatpants, untying them and pulling them down to let them pool at your feet.

Mingyu lifted you with ease, as you wrapped your legs around his waist, lips moving against each other at a torturous pace. He cupped your ass cheeks, carrying you into your bedroom and laid you down on the mattress, hovering over you as he showered your neck in kisses.

You pushed your hands between your panting bodies, trying to create some space to unbutton his shirt and he let go of you, getting rid of his clothing without breaking eye contact. You sat up against the headboard, attempting to catch your breath and spreading your legs to let Mingyu steal a glance at your wetness.

He licked his lips, pumping his dick as he came closer to you before he aligned with your entrance and eased into you with a quick snap of his hips. You hissed a moan and dug your nails into his shoulders, leaving crescent shaped marks on his perfect skin.

»You’re so fucking tight«, he moaned, stilling inside your walls as you clenched around his girth. He stretched you out so deliciously, the light stinging inside you only fuelling your lust when he started rocking his hips against yours, hitting every sweet spot he could find.

Mingyu knew your body so well, every twitch and every reaction to his ministrations was like a message he deciphered to understand what you were into and how he could make you feel best. That’s how he had gotten you the orgasms you knew you deserved but never managed to reach with the help of your past lovers.

And now you were dancing the horizontal tango with your best friend, his dick buried balls-deep between your folds as he pounded into you at almost inhumane speed, his thumb only adding onto the pleasure with soft circles on your clit.

You arched your back off the bed, moaning his name in high notes as a chuckle echoed from his throat. He loved seeing you like this, all worked up and looking so fucked out. He loved the curve of your breasts, the way your body reacted to his and the way his name rolled off your tongue when you got closer to the edge.

». . . C-close«, you sighed inaudibly, nails scratching down his back, almost drawing blood from him and making him hiss out a silent »Fuck.«

He made you turn around, holding your ass up and pushing back into you from behind to hit you impossibly deeper. He groaned at your walls clenching around him and threw his head back, pearls of sweat forming in his forehead.

»Let go, baby«, he purred in ecstasy, his lower lip held hostage between his teeth. »Shit, you feel so good.«

You whined his name, your climax shaking your body as you saw white and released your juice on his dick, his seed painting your walls soon after and mixing between your legs.

His sloppy thrusts grew slower and slower as he helped you ride out both of your orgasms before he pulled out of you, heavily panting and stroking the sweaty hair off his forehead.

You sat back up like you did before he absolutely railed you into the mattress and smiled at him, biting your lower lip and trying to catch your breath.

Mingyu leaned in, carefully pecking your lips and laid his hand on your cheek, a soft smile on his lips.

»I swear I think I‘m falling in lust with you.«

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my 100th post, just for you mingyu anon :3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober setlist

Fwb gets so messy with Bakugou because he’s not the casual fuck type.

He can’t divorce his physical and sexual attraction from the emotional aspects of your relationship. Can’t look at you and see his friend when he’s seen parts of you only meant for a lover’s eyes. Hell, he doesn’t even experience sexual attraction without some form of intimate affections being involved.

Why’d he ever thought he could fuck you and return to just friends right after is beyond him.

But now he has your number saved under some sappy name like princess or baby and imagines a life together and you’re not even his. Not actually, except for the moments when you’re under him or he’s under you.

Even then you’re not his though, if you were he’d be able to tell you how much he loves you and not worry about if he’s gonna ruin this.

Three Nights Series Masterlist

three nights at a hotel with the roommate you slept with and his girlfriend? what could possibly go wrong?

read on AO3

Night One

Night Two

Night Three

I went to a wedding like a month ago and started a wip about a wedding meet cute with Bakugou that was supposed to be like 2-3k words but never finished it and I’m so mad bc it should be easy but school was so hard and UGH

but!!!!! it made me think about being friends with benefits with Bakugou and having just finished sleeping with him, rolling off of his chest as you both lay beside each other trying to catch your breaths. and you ask him if he’d like to go to to your friends wedding with you next weekend? that he doesn’t have to come, but you’d like to have some arm candy with you?

and at first, he doesn’t answer. gets kind of fidgety, scratches at his chest, murmurs under his breath that he’s not sure, he might have a shift, he’ll have to check later. and how can you not take that as a rejection? as a show of only being good enough for private time spent together, but unable to be seen together, publicly, as his date?

so you gather your things, quickly and embarrassed, stutter out that you were just joking, just fucking around and playing. you’re scurrying out of his apartment before he can stop you despite his pleading to hear him out.

and do you ignore him the entire weekend of the wedding? how couldn’t you, when you show up, dateless, with the memory of only being filled sexually but never emotionally? and does Bakugou regret it the entire time? how couldn’t he, when he was only tongue tied and nervous because he couldn’t believe the person he’s been in love with for months wanted to do more than just lie underneath him?

I have been wanting to share a story, at least a short version of it. I have a really good friend, Steve, we have been mates since we were teenagers. L and I had always agreed that none of our friends would ever know about our secrets and that she wouldn’t ever have sex with any of our closer male friends, acquaintances yes, close friends no. More accurately, it was more of a rule for her, not so much for me, but it was certainly one I never questioned. All that changed just after Easter, when the three of us caught up for a long lunch on a Wednesday afternoon. There was supposed to be another couple with us but, unfortunately (actually, it was fortunately), they had to cancel.

Steve has been a bachelor for a long time and has not had a lady in his life for several years now. Aside from her recent real naughtiness, L has always been a terrible flirt and has never had any issue in teasing Steve about his love life. For some years it was about the one night stands and, lately, poor Steve has copped it about his lack of action. Of course, he has always known she’s teasing and just laughs it off. This time was different.

Our lunch was great and we were on our third bottle of wine when the tone changed significantly. It is often at the third or fourth glass that L’s inhibitions diminish somewhat and, this time, Steve was her target. I had no idea and didn’t actually cotton on that she was up to anything until things were, let’s say, quite advanced.

Anyway, she had been teasing him and reached over the table, to take one of his hands in hers. She said something like, “Steve, I think you could do with a good blowjob.”

It really wasn’t out of character for her but it was still unexpected, I expect wine would have probably come out of my nose had I taken a mouthful just before she said it. Steve just laughed, as he does, he clearly thought she was just speaking in general terms, as did I. He did say she was right and said the problem was that there was nobody offering him one.

I really knew she was in full bad girl mode when she replied that she was doing just that. Offering.

Without going into all the details about the next couple of minutes of her flirting, he basically looked at me to see what I thought, my shrug sealed the deal I guess.

Less than an hour later we were at Steve’s place. I was sitting in an armchair, watching as L took his fat cock into her mouth for the first time. I had definitely told her that Steve is well endowed in the past, but her exclamation of “oh my,” as she first helped him out of his jeans made it clear that she was pleasantly surprised at just how well, especially from a girth perspective. Watching her suck someone’s dick is possibly my favourite thing at the moment and I enjoyed the show, especially seeing how much L seemed to be into it.

Unfortunately for me, in a way at least, that show didn’t last long. After a couple of minutes L started to look into my eyes, at first I figured it was all part of the show she was putting on for me. Then, between lick and sucks, she told me wanted to do more with his dick than just suck it. She let me know she wanted to take Steve to his bedroom and feel his dick inside her.

“You don’t want me to come with you do you babe,” was both my answer and a question I didn’t really need to ask. I certainly wanted to but I’d sensed she wanted to go it alone, just her and Steve.

“No babe, just us two for now, she said, I remember it word for word because of the promise of what I was sure “for now” meant to both of us.

I would love to be able to tell a story about how I sat there and listened to them have wild sex for an hour or more. That’s not the truth though, they were back out in less than fifteen minutes I reckon, it could have even been less than ten. Steve, was actually quite embarrassed, he was very apologetic to L and I soon learned that he didn’t last very long, it had indeed been a long time and he came quite quickly. Steve is actually a few years older than me and he confessed that he really needed a little blue pill to be at his best, he didn’t even have any in the house as his dry spell had been so long.

As always, my L was amazing. She hugged him and told him it was perfectly ok. She reminded him that she had offered him a blowjob and had no expectations other than to help him have a little bit of fun. We ended up staying for another couple of hours, Steve cooked some steaks on the barbecue while L pulled together a salad, all the while looking sexy as all hell, just wearing her panties and top, with no bra. We ate dinner and shared another bottle of wine before we said our good nights and headed home. Poor Steve was still a bit downcast about his performance so L did leave him with the promise that he could try again if he really wanted.

“I’d like to feel your dick again if you want to,” she said as we left. I’m sure it was as much for my arousal as his, she had my hand between her thighs (outside her jeans) all the way home in the uber too.

Since that day, she has indeed felt his dick again, twice in fact. Both times were when I was away, with my blessing. She doesn’t always ask me for permission, she doesn’t have to and she knows it but, with Steve being my close mate, she wanted the reassurance. From a good news perspective, Steve did get hold of some of those tablets. I am told she did enjoy their second liaison and she did cum when riding him from on top. Their third get together, just last weekend, went even better.

“Oh yeah babe, he fucked me good,” she said as she told me quite a lot about their evening together.

Before I wrap up, I’d like to tell about something else she said recently. With Steve added to her “tally” she has now had sex with a total of seven guys. She said she was feeling very doubtful about making the number that I had said would be a nice target for her or, more accurately, a target for me. Back last year, after her first MMF encounter with Tom and Grant, a “how many guys is too many” conversation happened between us. It was really just for fun, there is no target or limit, but I definitely recall saying I thought a total of ten would be a good number. I was her third, Tom and Grant made it five so I figuring doubling that would be pretty impressive and a lot of fun.

Her regular masseur is number six (I don’t think I mentioned him here before) and Steve is number seven. I think I have that right, it’s been a big eight or nine months.

“So, it’s only three more, how’s that so hard?” I asked.

“In only a few months?” was her question in reply.

It turns out we had our wires a little crossed. It was all just in jest but I thought we were talking about lifetime total, she had latched onto something else I said and thought it was within a year. What’s really funny is that she said “well, I haven’t given up yet.”

Anytime I see a picture on here of a sexy woman, on all fours and arching her ass up, reminds me of one of my favorite unexpected encounters.

I was at a work conference in Puerto Rico maybe 8 yrs ago. When I went to the pool solo upon arrival, I started chatting with this woman who, turns out, was one of my coworkers from a few states away that I only knew from email. We met and chatted in the hotel pool bar and then in the pool. She was sexy, with fun curves, wearing a great bikini and had one of the best smiles I've ever seen to this day.

We were standing in the pool having our drinks, and the subject matter turned to relationship status. I said I'm married (I did not tell her it was an open marriage), and she brought up being divorced no kids, and that her ex-husband was a sex addict.

Although there is no guarantee, I've fucked enough women to know that when they mention sex first it generally means they're interested (even in this scenario).

I mentioned I've met a couple divorced and married women before who had said that about their spouses, as I'm in an open marriage and have chatted alot with women, etc. The conversation took a slightly edgy turn from there onward, and it became fun and flirty after that.

Fun dinner that night with a group, and into conference the next day. While I'm sitting in this meeting at a large conference table, she and I begin texting. She didn't waste any time, and told me that when she was walking to my room before dinner to knock and say hi, she purposely didn't wear any underwear and was hoping I'd quickly find out. Alas, another coworker ran into her so that attempt was abandoned before I knew anything about it.

I told her that's one of the hottest things I've heard, and asked if she's wearing any now. She put the phone under the table, opened her legs and took a selfie of her lace panties covering her pussy, and sent it to me. Such a sexy piece of lingerie to bring to a work conference!

Needless to say, the morning conference was a blur. She and I took a cab back to the hotel at lunch. I told her that I'm eating her with those on, and they will be soaked from my spit and her pussy before we fuck.

On the way up to my room, she flat out asked when I fuck a woman from behind, do I prefer them on all fours, or just their ass up. I said head and shoulders down, ass up so I can pound her. She smiled and said Good, that's how she loves to fuck too.

We walked in, I told her to stand there and stare at the bed while I took her dress off from behind. She had on a matching bra, so I left it on her. I led her to the bed and told her to lay down and spread her thighs so I can see. She did, and I just stared at her soaked panties while I undressed. Then I leaned over, let a long string of drool run off my tongue and hit the wet spot on those lace panties. She moaned and put her head back.

After I made her cum from my mouth, I flipped her over, pulled those ruined panties down her thighs, she arched her ass high in the air and let me use her pussy until I blew my load deep inside. Total raw fucking, not holding back. Pulling hair, calling her my work slut, slapping her ass. The whole time she was screaming, as she's one of those women that once you break the seal on the first orgasm, they're cumming nonstop.

Then I flipped her back over, licked my cum out and fed it to her off my tongue. That made her crazy hot. Evrry woman loses their minds when you do that to their pussy. A few more rounds with her pussy and sucking me off while I looked out over the balcony at the ocean. She was a well fucked cum whore by the time we went to dinner.

Fun conference, mainly because I enjoyed a cumslut for a couple days. I used her holes a few more times back in the States before she got a boyfriend and moved on. Always made me smile when she emailed me afterwards, acting all professional and knowing she sends pics of her pussy at work. Sadly, never took any pics when we fucked. Oh well. I don't make that mistake any more, obviously.

Truly is such a rush, knowing she's going to get very sloppy and dirty. Game on. Bonus points when she uses her panties as a hair tie.

A married woman who has opened up to me about being a real cumslut....who really likes it rough, apparently. 😈

"You did many things...", here are some of the many things that night.

A true sub who orgasmed so hard from pain during sex. This is just a taste.

There are few things hotter than a woman on a bed, lifting her ass up to allow you to pull her jeans off before eating. Will never, ever stop being fucking sexy.

Bought this for my favorite cumslut. Tomorrow morning I'm going to put it around her neck without her seeing what it says.. Only until after her first facial will I take a pic and let her see.

Blocked out the family photos that hang in her room, which she liked to face while getting fucked from behind.

The minute the kids left for school and husband for work, she sent pictures while she waited for me to arrive each time, to treat her like a dirty whore until she's covered and filled with cum. Polite wife and mom, and filthy sex fiend.

She told her husband she was "away on business," when in fact she met me at a hotel for my birthday. Came out of the bathroom in my 'birthday present.' Then had me eat cake while sucking my cock, after finishing she rode me in the chair against the window so people might see her. A true married cumwhore.

My first sub slut, texting the morning after first night of rough sex, reminding me that anything goes next time. Spent the next two years having very dominant, rough sex that only made her cum harder and harder each time.

She only let's her boyfriend cum inside her, so she enjoys being covered when I can't hold back any longer

When a married FWB sends a pic while traveling for work, and says a guy she just met will be railing her in a hotel room all night.

Now that's sharing your wife on a whole other level. 🥰💍🥰

friends with benefits but FRIENDS comes first.

“I never expected her. Sometimes people sneak up on you and suddenly you don't know you ever lived without them."

- Elle Kennedy, The Deal