《mcyt smutshots》my pretty princess
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Wilbur X Reader
TW: thigh riding, praise kink, submissive female reader.
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{second person}
You just finished having a shower, as you stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Wilbur was on the bed, on his phone tweeting as you entered. You could tell that when you took of your towel to change, he glanced every now and then.
When you finished changing, you hopped on the bed to cuddle up with him.
"hi baby!" you said as you laid by his side, watching him tweet.
"hey princess~" he giggled, knowing that you got all flustered when he called you that.
"mm.." you slightly moaned. you were feeling horny for no reason. was it because he called you princess? was it because wilbur had lust in his eyes? you didn't know, but as soon as you moaned you felt your panties dampen by the minute.
Every now and then, you'd rub your thighs together. wilbur noticed how flustered you were, but noticed that you were TOO flustered to even speak.
"you okay princess?" he asked looking at you and glancing at your thighs.
"y-yeah, im okay.." you replied, begging at this point.
before you look down at your thighs, wilbur puts his phone away, putting his hand on your thigh. you squirm, making him touch damp part of your crotch.
"ohhh~ my pretty princess is wet. is it because of me?" he said teasingly.
"w-will please!~" you whine and beg. he got up from the bed, going to your side and sitting down. he then picks you up, and places you on his lap.
"if your this horny, ride my thigh baby." he says with lust in his eyes. he knows that you hate pleasuring yourself in front of him. he knows that you don't like him watching you as you masturbated.
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"go ahead princess, im giving you the go ahead." he praises. "its okay love."
you look down to his thigh and back up at him. you start you rock your hips slowly. you kept on looking back up to him, smiling at you.
"w-will i-"
"do you want to stop my love?" wilbur asked, assuming that you didn't like this.
"no, no i don't. i-i just don't know how to r-ride.." you said embarrassed.
"its okay! i can teach you, yeah? may i?" he asked, grabbing your hips.
"y-yes."
he guided you. he slid your hips back and forth, creating pleasure to your clit. you let out some moans, and started to do the process yourself. you rode his thigh slowly, a bit faster then his hands guiding you. assuming that you knew how to ride now, he took his hands off your hips and on your face.
"you're doing such a good job princess." he praised.
you nodded your head. his praises made you more close to cumming. you rode him a bit faster, moaning and whimpering.
"you got this baby, you're almost done." he praises again, caressing your cheek.
you were painfully reaching your orgasm, which made you a little slow compared to your speed a minute ago.
"mm!~ im so close!~" you whined.
"i know princess, you can do it." wilbur praised as he helped rock your hips back and forth.
you moaned as you came, wilbur helping you carry out your orgasm. as soon as you stopped you started panting, looking up at wilbur to see a smile on his face.
"you did so well princess. now lets get you changed." he said, taking you off and placing you on the bed. since you rode him with sweatpants on, they got ruined with your juices.
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"here, i have these shorts and panties. i also brought wipes for you to get cleaned up with." wilbur said, undressing your bottom half. he got you all cleaned up and dressed you up again.
"w-wait wilbur.. what about you?" you asked, looking at him up and down.
"no no, its okay love. i can handle it myself. i want you to rest, you've already done so much." he responded, kissing your forehead.
"thank you so much wilbur. i love you so much." you kissed his cheek.
"i love you too princess." he said as he hopped in bed, and cuddled you, til you both fell asleep.
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THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT OH MY GOSH-
i started a new book which is this one so i hope you enjoyed it!
[742 words<3]
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