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It would be a lie to say that Jason wasn’t utterly infatuated with you. He couldn’t ever tell you why, but everything you did drove him crazy. He was insatiable when it came to you. The smallest, most innocent smile from you would have his cock rock-hard - would have him fantasizing about pinning you against the wall and taking you right then and there, and most times he did just that.
It was just so hard to keep his hands off of you. Maybe it was his natural lasciviousness, or, more likely, maybe it was because you were always just so sweet for him. So obedient and pliant to all his needs and wants. When you never denied his advances, how could he not want to keep making them? Especially when you were always so pretty when you were fucked out under him.
Which brings you to where you were right now.
A picnic. That’s what it was meant to be. A nice little date in a field with Jason, where you could feed each other strawberries and enjoy the nice breeze. That’s what it was meant to be, but Jason’s mind was currently filled with vulgar images of splitting you open on his cock.
It was selfish of him, he knew, but really how could he resist?
How could he focus on your words when he just needed to ruin you so bad? He didn’t know what you were currently saying to him at all at the moment, too trained on all the small details of your body, too zoned out to hear your chatter.
“I was thinking of visiting Jump City soon, the weather’s getting nice and I hear the beach there…”
Your words were going in one ear and out the other. Right now all Jason could think about was fucking your mouth until you drooled all over him.
It was like you were mocking him. Teasing him. Testing how much he could take before he blew the fuse.
Your tongue: constantly lapping at the juices of the berries that dribbled down your chin and sucking on your sticky sweet fingers. Your short skirt, that already drew him wild, blowing in the wind: giving him small glimpses of your pretty lace panties that you wore beneath. Last of all, your cute face peering up at him: doe eyes confused and lips pouted as you asked what was bothering him.
You had noticed he was silent for some time, but didn’t think anything was wrong until you looked over and noticed his unblinking stare trained on you. If you had looked a little harder, maybe you would have seen his blown lust-filled eyes and his cock straining against his jeans.
Truthfully, he was trying to control himself at that moment - trying not to rip apart your clothes and fuck you into the ground.
Your heart skipped a beat as he suddenly leaned forward. You didn’t know when he had gotten so close, when he had pushed the picnic basket aside and taken its place in front of you.
“What’s gotten into you, Jay?” You cutely chuckled out.
His large hands gripped your waist as he buried his face in your neck. His hot pants and soft nibbles against your skin, along with his wandering hands told you exactly what he wanted; if that wasn’t enough, his husky groan did.
“‘Want you so bad, sweetheart. Fuck, I need to take you right now.”
It wasn’t long before he was pushing you backwards, laying you flat on the grass. His rough hands bunched your skirt up to your waist, eyes admiring your quickly dampening underwear.
“‘So fucking pretty for me.” He muttered under his breath.
The deep baritone of his voice shot straight to your core, making your body burn up at the sensation. You squirmed under his grasp, the excitement starting to make you antsy.
A picnic. That’s what it was meant to be - but now here you were: laying on your back in the grass of a public park, your thighs perched on Jason’s shoulders as he dipped his head down. His teeth latched onto the fabric of your panties and ripping them off you, exposing your bare and shiny cunt for him to see.
You felt a slight trickle of hesitation flash through your mind. It was a public park, after all - and on a sunny weekend, no less. Anyone could walk by and see yours and Jason’s depraved actions. Even if you had chosen a spot on the hidden outskirts of it, that didn’t make it any dangerous.
Still, you knew voicing your concerns to Jason would yield no results. When he got in his ‘moods’ it was impossible to deter him… and it’s not like you wanted to stop either. You had to admit the risk thrilled you - made you even more aroused and needy for his touch.
A sharp whine left your throat as Jason’s tongue swiped through your slick folds. You always loved his tongue - it pleasured you like nothing ever had before. His swipes were calculated, skilled, and oh so sinful . You were addicted to every part of Jason; you were sure no other man could ever satisfy you again, and maybe that’s what he wanted.
Jason hummed as he garnered your essence on his tongue, creating a low buzz that spread through your pussy. He was planning to take it slow, to savor you, but your increasingly needy whines made it so hard for him to hold back.
“Ah, feels so good, Jason. M-more, please!”
“It’s so hard to control myself around you. You drive me crazy, princess.”
His appendage started moving at a faster pace, plunging in and out of your wet cunt and splattering the juices all over your thighs and his lower face - lapping and licking at you in a frenzy. He was starved. It had been so long since he was able to indulge in your sweet taste (or at least, that’s what it felt like to him, he had literally eaten you out last night).
His hands held your waist tighter, trying to control your newly thrashing and shaking frame. Lewd slurping and moans surrounded the both of you, it was a wonder no one had come over to check what was happening yet.
Occasionally, his tongue would lap over your clit, Jason’s lips suckling on it just the way he knew you liked. Your thighs tensed, starting to squeeze his head, which just made him smirk.
He returned to your sopping hole, a hand coming up to rub quick circles on your clit. Just as he had predicted, your walls started to clamp against his tongue, your eyes rolling back as a drawn out whine left your lips.
“You taste so fucking good, did you know that, princess?” He ended the sentence with a nip to your thighs, causing you to jolt.
Blubbers and cries continued to spill from you as his fingers sped up on your sensitive bud, your sounds filling his ears and making his cock strain harder against his slacks.
“Gonna cum! Jason m’gonna cum!”
“Go on, cum on my tongue, sweet thing.”
You came with a loud squeal, eyes glossing over as your back arched above the ground. Your hands fisted the grass beneath you, your chest heaving from your powerful orgasm. Clear jets sprayed out of you, coating Jason’s face before dripping down his chin.
He loved seeing you this way: all blissful and pretty and vulnerable for him. He also loved cleaning you up on his tongue, dragging it through your sensitive folds as you twitch and mewl, before leaning closer to make you taste yourself.
His slickened lips pressed against yours, his tongue entering your mouth and you moaned at the tamgy taste.
He slipped your legs off his body, allowing you to sit up and catch your breath.
“Here, I’ll get you something to drink.”
He rummaged through the picnic basket, bringing out a juice box. Your hands reached out for it, but he just brought it to his own lips instead.
“Jason! You’re being mean!”
“Patience, princess.” His lips split into one of his mischievous grins.
He took another sip before leaning over to you again. His large hand cupped your chin, head leaning in to plant his lips on yours again. He pushed the liquid in his mouth into yours, some of it dribbling down your skin and leaving it sticky.
“My bad, let me clean that up for you.”
He followed the trail of the juices, tongue lapping at your skin, teeth occasionally biting down and leaving little red marks. His mouth got lower and lower, and when it reached the neckline of your dress, he didn’t hesitate to pull the neckline down - exposing you.
“No bra? So slutty. Knew you were gonna get fucked today, baby?” His tone was husky and mocking, and it made your pussy ache for him again.
His large, calloused hands groped your tits before moving on, continuing to wander down your body, caressing the soft of it.
“So fucking sexy…”
His cock twitched at the feeling of your soft plush in his hands, and he was suddenly hit with a strong need to be inside you.
His hands worked at getting your dress off, fumbling with his own clothes as well. Finally, his cock was free, slapping against his torso as he slid his boxers down.
The mushroom tip was red and aching, pre-cum gathered and drooling from the tip. The veins lining his dick were more prominent than ever. It stood proudly, standing tall and erect.
You felt your pussy clench at just the thought of him splitting you open on his thick cock again. No matter how many times you two had done it, the stretch was always painfully delicious.
You were still wet, wet enough that sliding inside wouldn’t be too much of a hassle - but something took over Jason, and without thinking about it he found himself collecting a glob of saliva on his tongue and spitting it onto your exposed cunt. Yhe saliva dripped through your folds, making it even shiner and messier than before.
“Fuck, baby…” He groaned out, fascinated by the lewd sight of what he just did, fingers reaching out to spread it around further.
Jason’s eyes were trained on your cunt as he positioned himself in front of your wet hole, watching his cock start to sink in inch by inch.
You latched your legs around his waist, soft whimpers erupting out of you at the feeling of your pussy accommodating Jason’s length.
“Good girl. You’re taking me so well, huh?” He whispered out.
Your hands flew up to grip his hair, tangling in his raven locks as his cock kept bullying its way inside your tight cunt, before he finally bottomed out.
Jason’s eyes landed on the small bulge of your stomach, groaning at the sight of it. It always drove him feral whenever he saw just how truly big he was inside you, obsessed with how small and precious you always seemed to be compared to him.
You could feel the tip of his cock resting against your cervix, your tiny cunt doing it’s best to adjust to the large size.
As he pulled out, he took notice of how slick his cock was, your cunt doing a perfect job of coating him in a nice sheen of your arousal.
“Fuck baby, you’re dripping. So wet and good for me.”
He slammed back in, filling you up to the hilt and making you squeak out in surprise. His hips rocketed back and forth again and again, your wetness making it easy for his cock to glide in and out of you.
Vulgar slapping sounds reverberated in the air, sure to alert any passerbyers of the obscene sight of the both of you. Babbles floated in the air as well, your mindless mumbles of “feels so good, Jason” and “it’s so big inside me” going straight to his ego.
“Pretty baby’s all fucked out on my cock, huh? You’re so fucking gorgeous like this.”
His hand wandered up to your face, finger tapping your cheek before telling you to “Open up, princess”.
You obeyed, parting your lips and sticking your tongue out for Jason to release another glob of spit onto it. Your mouth shut again, with you quickly swallowing his saliva with enthusiasm.
He let out a erotic groan. “So fucking obedient for me.”
Jason’s hands maneuvered your hips a bit, allowing him to hit new angles inside you. His thrusts became rougher in pace, the tip of his cock consistently pounding against your soft spot.
He knew you wouldn’t last much longer - could tell by your rolled back eyes, shaking legs, and heightening moans.
He didn’t think he would either, with the way your pussy kept clamping down on him, trying to suck him back and milk him dry with each thrust.
“Such a good pussy for me, who’s pussy is this?” He mused out, smirking at your broken reply. He’s sure it was hard for you to think at this point with him abusing your poor cunt.
“S’your pussy Jason. All yours…” You managed to meekly slur out, before going back to nonsensical babbles.
“That’s right baby, all mine. Mine to fuck and ruin, yeah?”
You lazily nodded your head, more focused on the feeling of fireworks taking over your veins and the growing pressure in your stomach.
You came when Jason’s rough fingertips landed on your clit once again, rubbing it in a way that had you keening, tightening around him as you creamed on his cock.
A loud cry of his name left you, your body feeling like a thousand sparks were igniting through it.
Jason didn’t give you a reprieve, instead fucking you through your orgasm. He was addicted to the feel of your warm cunt wrapped around him, desperate to keep rutting against you until he filled your cunt up with his seed.
“Gonna fill you up, gonna fucking cum.” He grunted out, his eyebrows clenched as his abs tightened.
His load seemed to flood you, endless ropes of white shooting inside you and painting your insides. It feels warm and heavy inside you, dripping out in globs as Jason pulls out.
His fingers gather up some of the pooling cum, bringing it to your mouth to suck. You did so happily, wet tongue wrapping around the digit, hollowing your cheeks around it before letting it go with a wet pop.
He felt his cock start to harden again at the sight.
“You naughty girl. Turn around and bend over, princess, I’m not done with you yet.”