Wilbur fucks his guitar. (shit post, don't ask.)

The Guitar.

              THIRD PERSON POV

Moans and pants could be heard from inside Wilbur's house. He was fucking his guitar. Why? He missed Y/N. While they were out hanging out with friends, here Wilbur was. Fucking his guitar in place of them. Soon enough, Y/N came home.

                      YOUR POV

I came home from hanging out with my friends, and opened the door. Once I got in, I heard pants and moans coming from me and Wilbur's shared bedroom. I was confused on who was making the noises until I heard a familiar voice yell out,
"O-oh yes Y/N!~ O-oh~ Y-your so
tight.."
I calmly and quietly went up the stairs and opened the door where our bedroom was, and on the bed was Wilbur. With his guitar. He was fucking his guitar. I felt my pussy drool out a fucking waterfall. It was strangely hot. "You couldn't wait for me to get home, could you~?"
His eyes widened with shock, he didn't realize I was in the room, or even back home for that matter.
"O-oh-! Welcome back Y-Y/N!"
He said it so nervously and embarrassed that it was cute.
He started to pull out from the guitar, but I stopped him.
"Nono, continue. This is hot."
I said.
"W-what-? I-I mean sure!"
He continued thrusting in and out of the guitar, and he soon came into it, letting out a hot moan while he was at it.
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