IMAGINES

SouljaBrown: Bells

Chris smirked, running his hands down my sides. "That makes things so much better, then." He grabbed my part through my sweats, palming it slightly before squeezing my thigh. "Jump, Baby Boy," he commanded and I followed. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I connected my lips to his. He gripped my thighs, turning around with me and taking us upstairs.

When we reached the top of the steps, he turned left and headed down the hall towards the playroom. "What we doing today, Daddy?" I questioned, feeling myself twitch in my pants. Sex with Chris is a surprise every time. He loved to do freaky shit, always keeping me on my toes.

He laid me down on the bed gently, placing kisses down my neck. I whimpered when he tugged on the hem of my black shirt. "Off, now," he commanded. His very voice drove me to do anything he asked. My shirt was off within seconds, tossed across the room. He wasted no time, pushing me down again and kissing down my chest. He pinched my nipples as I moaned out, twisting one of them while wrapping his tongue around the other one. When they were hard, he trailed his tongue down lower.

"God, C-Chris!" I couldn't contain myself as I raised my lower half, aching for his touch. "Pleas-se, no forep-play!" I begged, rolling my eyes back as he began to play with my navel. He knew just how to get me to the point of desperation, taking his time and making me beg for it. At times, this was the best part of sex. But right now, I just wanted him to rip my clothes off and fuck me. "H-Hurry!"

He chuckled, finally reaching the waistband of my sweats. "Be patient, Baby Boy," he started before tugging down my pants slowly till they were completely off, "I'm taking my time with you this time. I've got something fun up my sleeves today." Once I was completely naked, he got up and walked towards the dresser.

While he was occupied finding whatever it was that he was looking for, I brought a hand up to my mouth, spitting quietly into it. Chris was going to beat me sideways when he realized I was touching myself, but I couldn't care at the moment. I wrapped my hand around my shaft, slowly rubbing it. I ran the palm of my hand over my sensitive slit, sending shivers down my back. I was so clouded by the feeling that I didn't even notice Chris was watching me.

"Did I say you could touch yourself?" He commanded, holding a curved black dildo in one hand while his other held a small, strawberry flavored lube bottle and an even smaller black bell on a blue string with nothing on.

The question made me jump and let go of my member. Staring at Chris with frightened eyes, I gulped. "Um..no.." My eyes, then, traveled down towards his monstrous member. Standing up at 9 inches, he was bigger than big.

He smirked mischievously at my doe eyed expression. "Now, I should give yo ass a spanking," he said, placing the dildo down while licking his lips. "But I'll save that for later since you just saved me a step." He grabbed my dick, keeping eye contact as he dragged his tongue up to my tip and took the head into his mouth. Using his tongue to destroy my slit, he sucked me slowly. "Mmhm," he hummed on me, causing shivers to run down my neck.

"F-Fuck!" I shouted, bucking my hips forward. If he kept this up, I'd be cumming in seconds. All too soon, however, he lifted off me, licking up the saliva trail. "You'r-re such a d-dick," I growled, my dick aching for attention.

He just smiled innocently. "I don't want you to cum just yet, Pretty Boy." He grabbed the blue ribbon, listening to the black bell jingle. "Now we can start." He wrapped the blue ribbon around my cock, tying it gently so it fit snuggly below the head of my member. He gave it a flick, my cock following its movements. He chuckled at that. "So impatient," he whispered, hovering over me. "Now we can play."

I closed my eyes, feeling his lips on mine as his finger trailed down my chest. I felt him sit back and grab my legs, pushing them to my sides. My hands instantly went up to hold my legs back. My pink hole was on full display and I shift my head to the side while blushing. Chris just looked down at it hungrily, licking his lips. "St-top staring, it's r-rude," I said innocently.