Stress Reliever | dustin henderson

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"You have been for a while. All these reports are seriously overworking you, Dustin. It's not right for your boss to dump them on you when they're not even supposed to be your responsibility." You said. He groaned and gently hit his forehead against your shoulder.

"I know I know... It's so frustrating but what am I supposed to do?" He responded, his head going still. You bit your lip and twisted a strand of his hair between.

"Take it out on me." You said. Dustin lifted his head and stared at you, eyebrows raised.

"What?"

"Take your frustration out on me. You can do whatever you want to me tonight." You replied.

"What do you mean?" He asked. You rolled your eyes and walked to the bed, pulling him along by the sleeve of his shirt. You released him and laid down, your eyes never leaving his.

"Whatever. You. Want." You replied, hoping he was catching the hint now, and by the blush of his cheeks and aversion to eye contact, you had a feeling he did.

"Let me be your stress reliever." You said, slowly and teasingly taking off your shirt. He watched with hungry eyes, thinking over his next move very carefully. Your hands reached for the waistband of your pajama shorts before he pounced on you, practically ripping them off in one swift motion.

He brought his middle and ring fingers to his mouth, sensually coating them in saliva. You watched his tongue dance across them and couldn't help but moan, knowing exactly what he could do with it. When his fingers were significantly wet, he wasted no time in pushing them inside of you, craving your body like never before.

You mewled and clutched onto his back, shutting your eyes tight as he worked his fingers inside of you. At first, he was slowly, gently drawing them in and out, but eventually, that was no longer enough. He wanted more. He needed more.

Instead of bending his fingers at their first joint, he straightened them and began to move his entire hand. His fingers drilled into you hard and fast and the noises you were making had turned from soft moans to all-out screams. Your fingernails dragged down his back as he fucked you mercilessly, drawing out the most pornographic moans he'd ever heard from you.

"Don't stop, please God don't stop Dustin." You begged. He licked his lips and his fingers started to slow their pace dramatically.

"Not yet." He replied, knowing you were on the verge of letting go.

He watched you whimper and beg him not to slow his pace, but he did. He pulled his fingers out and your body released its tension, chest heaving up and down as it chased the oxygen you desperately needed. Your hands clambered at his arms, trying to pull him back but he wasn't having it.

"Don't worry, you're in store for something even better." He said, pulling down his sweatpants and boxers. You weakly eyed his cock, fully erect and ready to pummel you. You pulled him closer, lifting one of your legs so he had ample access to your hole.

"I need you~" You whimpered. He smirked and teasingly rubbed the head of his cock against you.

"I thought this was about me relieving stress." He replied, giving you no time to answer as he pushed inside of you. You gasped at the sudden pleasure spreading through your body. Since he'd already done a number on you with his fingers, you were in no need of time to adjust. Thus creating the most intense pounding you'd ever received in your life.

"Fuck Dustin~" You moaned digging your nails into his shoulders. He groaned at how tightly you wrapped around his dick. No matter how many times you had sex he always relished at the feeling.

"I love you. I love you so fucking much." He moaned as he held down your hips and moved faster. His cock was repeatedly hitting the bundle of nerves buried within you, causing you to clench up and tighten even more.

"Fuck oh my god." His breathing picked up as he started to chase his high, ultimately bringing you to yours.

"I'm gonna cum Dustin I'm-"

"Not yet (Y/n). Don't cum yet, please... I'm so close. Together okay? T-Together." He begged, his words spilling out one after the other. You gripped onto him so hard that your hands were practically shaking. You didn't know how much longer you'd last but you'd try to hold out as long as he needed you to.

"That's it... Fuck yes... Fuck fuck fuck~" He moaned, shoving his cock as deep as it would fo on the last profanity that fell from his lips. He started to cum inside of you, and that warmth was all that it took to send you screaming and twitching, cumming with him. His hips sputtered, thrusting a few more times in pure reaction, causing you to bite your lip.

He sighed and slowly pulled out, eliciting a whimper from you. He made no effort to clean either of you up, simply flopping onto the bed next to you and pulling you close. You smiled and kissed his temple.

"I think I needed that." He whispered. You giggled and nuzzled your face into his chest.

"Glad I could help."

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