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I stretch from my bed, yawning as I do and throwing off my blanket. As my feet touch the cold floor I realized I'm hanging out with my friend tonight.
My friend cuphead. God that stupid cup, he turned 23 today so we are celebrating his birthday at a bar.
I have to admit, over the years I've grown more attracted to him. His muscles, his stupid eyes. That ass of his- NO! I must not think that way! He's a cup!
But good lord he has an ass.
Anyways, I thrown on my best outfit and I walk out of the house, making sure to lock my house door.
The streets are pretty bare as I make my way through town, all the way into the forest. As I knock on the door it flies open and I take a step back
"Woah!- oh hi muggsy, where's cuphead?" Mugman had heavy eye bags on him, he probably stayed up late reading again.
"He's getting ready, come on in y/n" he opens the door more as I walk in. I make my way upstairs and I enter his room, forgetting to knock.
What greats me is on shirtless cup. His back muscles flexing as he turns his head to look at me. Sweat dripping down his back- fuck.. I know he is a cup but damn, how I would like to use that straw for my own pleasure.
It was just last week I stole one of his shirts and used it to get off too. It smelled so good and seeing him in front of me, looking like this, it made me want to do things to him.
He smirked. "Hey, if your just gonna stare at me, drooling, then you might as well take off your own shirt." He finally puts a shirt on and walks over to me, putting his hands on either side of my head, backing me against the wall. "Ready to go, gorgeous?"
I blush as I nod. "Yeah, and I wasn't staring, stupid cup.." I muttered. "Let's just go."
(After the bar)
We walked back to his house, giggling and drunk like school girls.
"H-*hic*-hey cuppy? Can I stay at your house tonight?" I pressed myself against him and his hands grabbed my hips.
"Of course gorgeous. Hehe- you can stay in my roooom~" he quickly pulled me upstairs, past mugman. He just looked at us weird then looked away as soon as he realized what we where about to do.
The moment I entered his room and I started stripping off my clothes. Cuphead did the same but he stopped me before my pants could come off.
"Wait, not yet" his finger started rubbing my clint through my pants. My pants were thin as is, what made it worse is I wasn't wearing any underwear. The spot he was rubbing quickly became wet. After a few minutes I cummed, so fucking quickly and so pathetically.
"Hehe, so wet after a bit of rubbing, is that what gets you? Just my finger?" He took his straw out of his head, walking over to his dresser drawer and pulling out a condom, slipping it onto the straw. "Come here" I did as I was told, quickly walking over to him. My pants were soaking wet, I was so ready for him. He slid my pants down and smirked as soon as he saw no underwear.
"Huh, so you were prepared?" He shoved the straw up my vagina, pushing me back onto his bed. My back arches as I moaned, he started to pull it out and slam in back in repeatedly. After a bit, I had already came again, for the second time that night. Damnit! My drunk ass can't keep it together, I already feel a bit overstimulated. Though I couldn't help but want more when he took his pants off, pulling his dick out. He didn't even take out his straw as he shoved his own dick into my vagina.
No condom, no nothing, just bare. He gave his straw a condom but not his own dick? But fuck! How it felt when he slammed not only his dick but the straw into me over and over again. He pulled my legs up over his shoulders as he slammed into me. I was a drooling mess, I wanted more. "Y/n, look at you, you fucking slut, want more of my bare dick? Beg for it! I'm not the innocent cup you once knew."
"Oh cuppy please! More.. please please, I need it. I want it." I begged like a whore, I needed to cum at that point. He groaned as he slammed both him and the straw into me, making my knees weak, I couldn't help but cum again. He was right, I was a whore, but God the only man I would be a whore for is him.
After a few more overstimulating minutes he let out a loud groan and unloaded his thick, hot, steamy cum in me. He took out his straw and his dick, his cum oozing out of me. He took the condom off of the straw and put the straw back in his head.
"Good girl, we need to do it more often, your such a good slut, took my dick so good.
I could tell after that night I was going to be his little sex toy, but good god I needed him as much as he needed me.