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I don’t think I can cum vaginally 😭 I always need clitoral stimulation

why do you think straight women complain about never finishing😭

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✮ thinkin’ of helping pitfighter!vi after a loss.

cw. — (men + minors dni!) afab!reader, lowkey pwp, public sex, mirror sex, free use? kinda, hair pulling, light degradation, creampie, butchcock ˆᵕˆ use of “pretty thing”, “gorgeous”, & “baby”, vi is going through it but she’s still a lover at heart yk

“aah! mmgh— fuckfuck! oh my g-god, viii!”

you’re shameless, moaning her name like you’ve known it more than half an hour. given, you’re being stretched out so good you can barely focus your vision and she’s hitting angles you weren’t even aware existed… how could you not?

“you’resso loud,” vi slurs her hushed words due to the fading alcohol in her system. “whole damn club’s gonna hear.”

anything she says is going in one ear and directly out the other. the swell of her dick inside you is immediately addicting. her rough, bandaged hands hold your hips tight, pulling you back to meet hers over and over with no escape. you’re holding onto the sides of this grimy bathroom sink like it's life or death, much more worried about staying standing than your volume. she’s big, and so fucking good, the drag of her heavy girth relentlessly pushing into you threatens to make you drool.

she lets out her own ragged grunts and moans as she commits to having every one of her thrusts knock the wind out of your lungs. she can’t control it. after such a horrible day, and a loss in the pit to top it off, there was you. so beautiful and sweet in the middle of this bustling nightclub, so eager to listen and take her mind off some things. then she gets you here and you’re so soft, pliant, taking everything she gives; she finally sinks herself into you, just the tip. vi’s been at heaven’s gates a couple times, but that feeling might’ve really been it. she couldn't wait more than a few seconds for you to adjust, plunging into you and chasing your warmth. now she can’t stop bullying her cock into you, forgetting the rage she’s been nursing listening to you fall apart for her.

“ffuck— aah ‘m sorry!” your words don’t come easy. you can literally feel her in your throat. “you- nggh, you’re so deep, vi!”

“you don’t even give a fuck, huh? wan’ people to hear? those friends you were with- haah, know you’re this much of a whore?”

a long whine leaves you at the name she uses, your thighs shaking a bit. along with your incessant moans, the obscenely wet sounds of your cunt sing beneath you, filling the dark bathroom. yet your voice, your response is the one thing she doesn’t hear, and she frowns at the realization that she doesn’t like being ignored.

vi snakes a hand up the expanse of your back, fisting it in your hair once she reaches your nape. she cranes the top half of your body up so you’re facing the mirror in front of you, and now you can also watch how deliciously she splits you open from behind. a sob catches in your throat at the image. the dim lighting above shrouds you both, luckily enough to highlight the sweaty, debauched faces you both made. “look at yourself, baby. so fuckin’ sloppy,” vi emphasizes her last word with a sharp thrust. it makes your eyes scrunch close, and without missing a beat her grip in your curls tightens. she pulls you up and back at attention, harshly. “look.”

staring at yourself, growing dumber and dumber by the second — god, it’s hot. some of her fighting makeup is smudged against your cheeks from aggressive kissing earlier. your mouth falls open repeatedly with the sounds she fucks out of you, lurching forward towards your reflection with each movement. you two make eye contact in the mirror, and she smiles deviously, leaning her strong body over you and bringing your faces side by side. she exhales a moan as you clench around her, your walls lovingly hugging each vein and groove of her length.

“such a pretty thing like you gettin’ dicked down by a stranger.” she coos next to your ear, highlighting the depravity of your situation. your pussy talks back for you, squelching from the vigor of vi’s fucking. the slaps of skin against skin start to reverberate louder as your wetness cascades down your thighs, sticking to both of you in a lewd mess. she just won’t let up, fuck, you’re getting close.

her piercing gaze meets your fucked out one and her eyes could roll back because you look good. so fuckin’ sexy taking her dick like this, like you were made just for this, for her. she isn’t even mad anymore. it’s selfish and strange because you’ve just met, but right now vi thinks she could have you bent over every surface she could find for the rest of time.

she leans back and continues using your hair as leverage to fuck into you as deep as she was. she tucks some stray hairs out of your pretty face, helping both of you see better. the hold she has in your hair starts to sting and yet it feels great, the searing pain balancing with the overwhelming pleasure you feel with each kiss to your cervix. her cockhead twitches inside you at the same time you feel that unmistakable pressure in your core. you're so full, almost too full, and you're delirious - would it be so bad to let her cum inside you? you whimper at the thought and she almost laughs, though she’s cut off by her own desperate moans.

"s-shit, baby, oh my..." vi trails off, thrusts losing power as she grows more sensitive approaching her high. "y'feel good, gorgeous? so- fuck, so fucking good, yeah?" trying to nod proved to be useless with her fingers entangled in your hair so tightly, and she wasn't accepting the lack of verbal answer, anyway.

"say yes." her demand is clear though her voice is hoarse with need. vi finds her drive again quickly, picking up her unabating pace. you cry out, gushing out against her as more of your slick is produced from her movements. "mhm, and look at yourself. watch how pretty you are cummin' all over me. gonna look so fuckin’ good-"

"yes! yesyes- mmph, so good. best i've ever had," you're babbling, loud. she's in awe of you, the crease of your brows, your pink, swollen lips catching every desperate plea that tumbles out your mouth, the way your eyes once again catch hers in the mirror as you continue to beg. "hah, i'm gonna cum! gonna cum for you, vi pleease."

"yeah, i know. cum on my dick, baby, c'mon." vi releases your hair to resume her hold on your hips, roughly prodding the flesh as she fucks you through it with the same force she'd consistently kept. your moans compete with the club's speakers, at this point. vi's breath hitches as she feels her own climax build once again, letting such cute whines slip past her lips behind you. fuck, you love it, you can't get enough—

"inside, ngh, please! cum inside, fill me up!" before your brain can properly connect to your mouth, you're begging for her to breed you, stuff you fuller than you already were. and to your delight, with the immediate spike in her speed and the dirty, filthy way she starts to moan alongside you, you were gonna get just that.

"fuck, what a slut. i'mma give it to you, all of it, baby. fuckfuck-"

as soon as you feel your coil burst, cumming over her and squeezing her tighter than she's ever felt, vi's cursing and trying not to double over on top of you as her dick spurts. you can feel that she cums a lot, the warmth coating every single inch of your walls. she feebly thrusts a few more times, just working you both through the aftershocks of cumming so hard before she starts to shiver from the overstimulation. still, she stays plugged inside you which you're thankful for, letting out a content hum to self soothe. vi softens her grip on your hips, kindly massaging the areas while you both take a breather. you roll your shoulders back, wincing a bit at the ache when you rise from your position.

the light above the mirror flickers, and your eyes flit up at it before seeing vi, her gaze softened with a satisfied grin peering back at you. a giggle escapes you, and you give her the same sweet, gentle smile you had before you both ended up here.

"you feel better?"

"so much better. you healed me, baby."

— ♱*.ﾟvikasmama.

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"i wanna write" i say as i crawl into bed, turn on my lil shows and drift off into dreamland...once again throwing away more time i could have used...it's fine...winter break is soon...

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mean!caitlyn kiramman with a neck kissing obsession caitlyn kiramman with a neck kissing obsession caitlyn kiramman with a neck kissing obsession… ughmfmmfmmdmd

just moaning and grunting and blabbering words about how annoying you are… as she keeps biting and caressing your skin.

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mel medarda x female reader

cw: smut , dom!mel , sub!reader , pet names , praise, vibrator usage (??? how do i word this) , strap usage , edging like once but implied more , overstimulation , not proofread , very short i’m sorry

you're placed flat on her lap. legs on either side of her hips. you can feel her thick strap deep inside of you. you wanna move so desperately, but the feeling of the vibrator being held against your swollen clit by mel was clouding your mind.

her free hand is holding onto your hip, gripping and fondling the fat of it occasionally. when you squirm, or attempt to rut your hips against her own, she holds you in place.

the knot you know all too well starts to form in your lower stomach as she drags the vibrator up and down vertically on your cunt.

"fuckk— mel! please please please, i'm so close. please let me-" your begs get cut off with a whine slipping past your lips as you feel the vibrator drift away from your desperate clit.

she leans towards your collarbones and starts pressing sweet kisses across them, slowly moving up to you neck, then to your ear, and she stops.

her lips brush against your earlobe softly as she whispers, “you wanna cum, darling? how bad?”

“yes yes yes– real bad. wanna cum for you so bad, baby, please..” you beg her, not feeling even an inch of embarrassment, too caught up in the pleasure you’re so desperately chasing, although you probably will later.

you feel her thrust up into you slowly, and you close your eyes with a light gasp. you had somehow forgotten all about the large silicone cock stuffed inside of you, filling you up to the brim.

“don’t worry, my love. i’ll give you what you want.” she reassures you with a slight smirk playing on your lips, but you don’t register it. all you can think about is the shock of pleasure shooting up your body.

to make it even better, she turns the vibrator back on and places it on your clit. you let out a surprised yelp, raising your hips up to get more friction. she chuckles at your desperation.

she continues her thrusts up into you steadily, letting out low pants and small moans when the strap rubs against her throbbing clit with just the right amount of friction.

you find yourself inching closer to finishing faster than usual, result of how many times she denied your needs.

you unexpectedly cum without being able to warn her, and you grip onto her shoulders to steady yourself. after coming down from your high, you realize she hasn’t stopped thrusting into you, or moved the vibrator away from your clit. in fact, she’s going faster now, compared to the slow thrusts she was doing earlier.

the overstimulation sends your cunt into overdrive, and you dig your nails into her shoulders, almost drawing blood, as a couple stray tears roll down your cheeks.

“it‘s too much—“ you babble, blabbering about how you’re too sensitive. you remove one of your hands off her shoulders and place it on her lower stomach, pushing slightly.

“no. this is what you wanted, right? you’re not done until i say you’re done.” she pushes the vibrator harder on your clit, and suddenly thrusts up harshly into you.

there is NOT enough mel content on here.. so i took the opportunity of making some myself. also putting those slim pink line shits was unironically some of the hardest shit i’ve ever done omg (yes i know the pink doesn’t match the pic and it looks ugly I DIDNT HAVE THE ENERGY TO CHANGE IT)

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i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson. i love abby anderson.

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ellie williams is a rough girl. hardened by her experiences and lack of emotional rationality, and it aids her in most aspects of apocalyptic life. even the sex. especially the sex.

so when you were stuck with people who would not go the extra mile to please, too afraid of breaking you, there was always ellie williams.

“you got one more in ya,” she’d whisper into the shell of your ear before kissing it too, already parting your knees which are pleading to be shut, overwhelmed and high in ecstasy.

in the dark of her open room, you still see the rough edge of her hands and the tattoo adorning her forearm, the one that moves up and down as her fingers pump you, fast enough to draw a feverish temperature. the squelch of your tender and raw cunt is ellie’s mantra and will to continue. “yeah, fuck yeah, baby, listen to you… listen to her.”

the night is young, and ‘one more’ never means one more.

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⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ bisexual , she / her , i write for the last of us , arcane , yellowjackets , alice in borderland , the walking dead , etc. i write for men & women. requests are open !

master list (soon)

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caitlyn kiramman x female reader

cw: smut , dom!caitlyn , sub!reader , sucking on fingers , spit kink idk , voyeurism , degrading like once , not proofread so ignore any mistakes

a muffled gag comes out of your mouth when caitlyn reaches her long, slim fingers father down your throat and presses down on your tongue.

your hand quickly flew up to her wrist, slightly pulling it when she tries to reach down your throat further.

you're placed in between her spread thighs, on your knees. saliva inevitably seeps out of your sealed lips, running down your chin and spilling onto your neck. a smirk grows on her face when she sees it popping out of your mouth.

she'd been running her fingertips across your tongue and teeth for a while now, feeling every bump of your tastes buds and occasionally reaching far down enough to make you gag. her fingers were constantly exploring, but they suddenly stop.

she holds them there for a second. you look up at her with confused eyes.

"suck."

you immediately do as she says, hollowing your cheeks and sucking on her fingers. she smiles wide at the sensation, bringing her other hand down to your cheek and running her thumb up and down your cheekbones.

the sweetness only lasts for what seems like a second, and then she rips both her hands away from you, depriving you of her touch.

she spreads your spit around your mouth and chin and then pulls her hand away again. you pout and lean your head against one of her thick thighs, your hand curving over to grip the side of her.

"need you to touch me.." you whisper, to a point where if you lowered your voice any more she'd make you repeat yourself.

she pushes her foot between your legs, forcing them apart. her foot is inches away from where you need her most, and it send electric shocks through your body. but she pulls away. again.

"touch yourself." you can hear the amusement in her voice as she leans back slightly and waits.

you look up at her hesitantly, but nonetheless slide your hand down and start undoing your pants.

you submerge your hands in your unzipped jeans, rubbing small circles over your clothed clit. you bite your lip to keep in the gasp that threatens to come out, but caitlyn notices. she grips your jaw with her strong hands and harshly tilts your head up to look at her.

"don't quiet yourself, let me hear you." she unhooks your lip from your teeth with her thumb. you part your lips slightly, and shove your hand in your panties.

you run your middle finger up and down your cunt, closing your eyes tightly at the amazing feeling. you were sensitive.. and wet.

your fingers circle your hole, before shoving them in desperately. you bring your thumb up to your clit, rubbing it rather quickly.

her fingers tangle in your hair and grip. you feel her intense gaze upon you, and it never leaves.

your fingers curl inside of you and speed up, you feel the all so familiar knot forming in your stomach. the soft moans and whimpers you let out is like music to caitlyn’s ears. but she can’t help but have an overwhelming feeling to stop them, to put an end to your pleasure and not let you finish.

“stop.” she puts her foot so hard against your cunt that you wouldn’t even be able to continue your movements if you tried. you let out a loud whine at the sudden loss of pleasure. she reaches down and pulls your hand away from you. she enjoys seeing you like this.

she smiles down menacingly at you. “you’re such a slut”

on an arcane high rn… like everyone else lol

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i stand with my canceled wife

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Imagining rockstar!abby who initially ignores your eyes and focuses solely on your chest. ugh, how rude! didn’t her mother teach her respect? “i’m right here.” she says suddenly with a courageous grin, baby blues finally meeting yours. she breaks you out of defense, and confusion consumes your expression before another wave of emotion does the exact thing, your shirt. your features soften and a grin appears, leaning forward to inadvertently showcase more cleavage, you ask. "wanna put a show on here?", tilting your head to the side with a hint of challenge in your gaze. she's momentarily speechless at the sight before her, her mouth agape at your audacity, obviously taken aback by your directness. never once did a girl with this type of confidence that radiated off of you came before her and played her games, it intrigued her. clearing her throat to regain any semblance of her composure, and signs your poster that seemly appeared in front of her, she says before winking. “have a nice night.” eyes following your frame way longer than needed despite a fan already in front of her just to see the look on your face.

And it’s so worth it because the look is priceless. on the poster was her number with a note below, call me when you wanna experience the fingers of a guitarist.

this came about when I was looking for theatrekid!abby pics 😫

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bsf!ellie williams x reader

cw: weed , intended lowercase , not proofread , that’s it me thinks

you held the joint up to your lips, taking a long drag. the smoke filled your lungs, a familiar earthy taste filling your mouth. you held your breath for a long moment before you exhaled slowly. a small cough escaped your lips and you rubbed your chest. ellie couldn't help but chuckle as she watched you cough and gasp for air.

"you alright there?" she asked with a smirk, grabbing the joint from you and taking a drag with ease. "i don't think i'm every gonna get used to it.." you admitted, giggling softly as you watched her exhale the smoke out of her lungs.

she huffed out a small sigh, a knowing smile on her lips as she looked at you. "yeah, you will." she said, passing the joint back to you. you two were only a few hits in, and the high had just washed over you like a wave of warm, tingling sensations. your muscles relaxed, a hazy feeling set in as your mind swam in a world of its own. everything felt different and strange, yet pleasant. you felt the faintest smile tug at the corners of your lips, a sense of contentment washing over you.

"feels nice." you declared, biting the skin on your lip. ellie hummed at your comment, nodding her head. "it's supposed to." she expressed, but it went in one ear and out the other. you were staring at her. you couldn't help but notice her beauty, your eyes studying the curves of her face. your gaze lingered on her features, taking in every detail; the way her eyes seemed to sparkle, the coy smile that tugged at her lips, the collection of freckles scattered across her face.

"you're staring." the sweet sound of her voice snapped you out of your trance, your eyes shooting up to meet hers. "what?" you questioned, blinking a bit. "you were staring at me.." she repeated herself, a small, knowing smile played at the corners of her lips. a wave of embarrassment washed over you. your eyes darted around the room, desperately avoiding eye contact. "sorry.” you blurted out, rubbing your hands on your jeans, suddenly hyper-aware of the sweat that collected in your palms. “i didn’t realize.”

you tried to not look at her again, but there was just something so unbelievably captivating about her, a subtle allure that drew your gave back to her over and over again. it was impossible to not notice how pretty she was, the thought slipping deeper into your mind, making it the only thing you could think about while you kept staring at her. everything she was saying was going unheard by you.

you finally managed to blurt something out, “you’re pretty.” the moment the words left your lips you felt a surge of confidence race within you. your heart started to beat a little faster as you waited for her reaction. “shut up.” she laughed, shaking her head. “why? i’m not wrong.” you couldn’t help but laugh with her. her eyebrows rose and she began to scan your face, her gaze lingering on your own features. “says you..” she retorted with a hint of playfulness in her voice. the way her eyes stayed on you as her words hung in the air made a slight shiver run down your spine.

the air felt charged, as if something unspoken was happening between the both of you. her words, spoken so simply yet held such weight, left you feeling a little flustered. you tried to act cool, opening your mouth to say something but no sound came out. it felt like a dream. you were suddenly at a loss for words, an unprecedented reaction you’d never felt before around her. your mind was fuzzy and unfocused, your thoughts swimming with the high. you figured it must’ve been the weed that brought out this reaction, loosening your inhibitions and making you more open and vulnerable than usual.

your eyes trailed down to her pink lips. her lips were soft and parted, just begging to be kissed. your eyes lingered there for a moment, tracing the contour of her mouth, you focus intense and unwavering. your mind was filled with thoughts of what it would be like to kiss her, to feel her lips against your own. the way her tongue occasionally darted out and to moisten them didn’t help one bit.

it was as if you were being drawn to her magnetically, an invisible force pulling you closer and closer until her lips were suddenly on yours. the moment they met, you felt like fireworks were going off in your brain, your heart thumping loud in your chest. but just as she started to kiss you back, you suddenly broke away, your back unintentionally hitting the mattress of the bed the both of you were sitting on, your hand shooting up to cover your mouth.

“oh my gosh, i am so sorry. i don’t know what’s gotten into me, i think it’s the weed– oh my god.” you rambled off different variations of apologies, before she started to wave her hands in front of your face and repeatedly shushed you. you shut up after you heard her repeated ‘shh’s, looking at her with sad and confused eyes. “it’s okay, it’s okay… you just didn’t give me any time to react.” she motioned with her hands for you to sit back up. you hesitantly sat up, and at you did, you and her were inevitably close. your lips were only about an inch away from eachother, almost touching, again.

her hand slid to the back of your head, tangling in your hair. she brung you closer to her face, and when your lips finally met, it was electric. the kiss was soft at first, a tentative brush of lips against lips, resting the waters before you both fully gave into the sensation. your mouths moved in perfect harmony, exploring and tasting one another as your body pressed against hers. you hands trailed to hold her face, and her free hand went down to grip your waist. tongues danced and tangled, breaths coming in ragged gasps as you melted into her. the kiss grew more intense as the moments passed, her hands wandering your body as you lost yourself in the kiss. it felt as if the world was fading away around you two.

don’t use the word you in every sentence challenge GO! and i immediately lose. and i’m so bad at ending stuff omg sorry this is bad guys

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nerd!abby x reader

cw: cunnilingus (aa!recieving) , smut DUH , some plot idk , established relationship , lowk shit writing , pet names (baby)

you were watching abby read her book. her arm was slightly draped over your body, and your leg was atop of hers. you were running your fingers tips up and down her toned stomach.

"when will you be done?" you whined, getting impatient and desperately wanting her attention. "i'm not even close to being done, baby." she whispered, focused on her book with an annoyed tone hidden deeply in her voice. you rolled your eyes, eventually learning that no matter what she wasn't just gonna stop reading.

you pressed your palm straight down onto her stomach and rubbed instead of just dragging your fingers. you felt how toned her abs were, how her arm locked you into place close to her.. you took all of her in and your hand slowly dragged down to the top of her pants.

you smirked to yourself and it was like a light bulb popped up in your head. you threw her arm off you, and she looked at you weirdly, but decided to not say anything. you sat up, not even trying to be subtle about it, and sat yourself between her legs.

the dropped her book onto her chest and cocked an eyebrow at you. "just keep reading your book, abs." you told her, and she, for some reason, listened. you smiled slyly and fiddled with the waistband of her sweatpants, getting your fingers under. you pulled them off her, and she bucked her hips to make it easier for you.

you leaned down, faced with her cunt, and licked a little kitten lick up her folds. she spread her legs wider to give you more access, and she sucked in a breath. “shit, you drive me insane..” she spoke under her breath.

you put your hands steady on her big hips and went all in. you flicked your tongue on her clit and she groaned. her big hand found its way to the back of your head and shoved you farther into her cunt. you fingernails dug into her flesh while you repeatedly lick her pussy like it’s your last meal.

“fuck, make me feel so good, baby.” she managed to moan out, bucking her hips into your face. your tongue swirled against her entrance. your saliva and her juices ran down your face and made your lips and chin wet.

her thick thighs tightened around your head as she sensed her high coming. and before she even knew it she was releasing all over your face. you moan into her cunt and lap up every drop of her cum.

her thighs release you from her grip, and you sit back up. “gosh, you couldn’t wait til i was done with one chapter?” she asked, laughing. you shook your head and grinned. “no.”

you crawled up on top of her, face-to-face and caught her mouth into a kiss. her lips were soft, and you moved you hands to caress her cheeks.

sorry this is saur bad and the shortest thing to ever be written ever… can you tell this is my first time writing smut?? i bet u can, anyways request puhlease <33