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littlebratao3 · 3 years

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blinding lights - j.m.

cw: dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, bondage, makeshift gags, rough sex, spanking, use of safeword, petnames, mentions of aftercare

word count: 2.8k

details: got three random prompts (in a car, gags, and dry humping/clothed sex) from a prompt list that i can no longer find bc i started this fic like, years ago so. yeah. this is what resulted :)

please let me know what you think, comments are always appreciated <3

“Wow.”

The look on Joe’s face is priceless as your giggle sounds, “You like?” He shakes his head in disbelief as he comes up to take your hand and twirl you around, giving you more than a few once-overs.

“Understatement. You look stunning, love, absolutely stunning.” His smile is genuine, the look in his eyes is soft, and his touch on your waist is so tender that you almost forget to breathe.

Red carpets and award shows weren’t your favorite thing, but this-dressing up and receiving nothing but praise from Joe about how good you looked made it all more than bearable.

In front of the cameras, his arm is an anchor snug against your waist, smile confident and sure.

And it was always even more fun after-coming home, stripping each other of suits and dresses and ties and fucking til the early hours of the morning.

“Trust me, Joey. This,” you gesture towards your floor length dress, “is nothing compared to what I’m wearing underneath it.”

Time slows down just a little as his eyes widen and darken simultaneously, his grip on your hips less tender and quickly turning desirous.

Your hands grab at his wrists as you feel him begin to bunch your dress up. “Nope, sorry babe. You don’t get to see it until our own after party after the after party.”

A growl sounds deep in his chest and his kiss is all teeth and tongue as he all but yanks your body closer into his. It takes every ounce of strength in you to pull away, the both of you breathless.

He watches you like prey while you fix your dress, and smooth out his dress shirt, straightening his tie before smiling shakily-ignoring the extremely loud telltale signs of your arousal.

“Let’s go, yeah? We don’t want to be late.”

The night drags on slowly and quickly at the same time, and with every semi quiet moment when Joe’s eyes meet yours-your pussy clenches needily and Joe’s cock twitches in his pants.

Your panties dampen significantly each time you catch the look in his eye, and it only gets stronger as the night goes on and the inevitable draws closer and closer. His smile may be easy going to onlookers, but his eyes give way to every sinful thing he’s imagining.

You smile, laugh, engage in conversation, and a little bit of drinking but the anticipation of how the night will end is slowly eating at you. Your mind flashes back to the initial look on Joe’s face when he first saw you, then the largely detectable shift in his eyes at your mentioning of what lies underneath.

Imagining the dark and insatiable looks he’ll give you once it’s revealed is enough for you to push up and away from the table-a little more forcefully than you intended, drawing more than a few eyes over to you.

“Sorry,” your smile is tight, unconvincing, “I’m just going to run to the ladies room. Nature calls!”

You rush to the bathroom which is across the expansive room that’s currently filled with a-listers and celebrities laughing and drinking and celebrating.

Slinking through them is easy, and as soon as your hand can reach the door to the bathroom, you’re pushing it open and letting it close behind you. Your back rests against the wall as you release a long and heavy sigh.

The dulled noise of the party is more than comforting and the tension in your shoulders loosens slowly.

You never realize how much being around crowds like that suffocates you until you get a moment to yourself. Shutting yourself into a stall, you carefully pull up your skirt, the thigh high sheer stockings covering your legs that connect to a garter belt, surrounding a brand new pair of cheeky black lace panties-the small seat of it currently damp with your arousal.

While holding up the lengthy part of your dress in one hand, your other reaches for some tissue, snatching more than a few sheets off the roll. One stiletto heel balances on the marble floor, the other perched up on the toilet seat.

A few quick wipes to your upper inner thighs and they’re no longer slipping as they rub against one another. You can do this, you think, taking a few deep breaths, it's only just what-maybe an hour more and then you get to go home.

It’s honestly very doubtful that either of you would be able to make it that far. After flushing the toilet and fixing your dress, you exit the stall and clean your hands while you take a little more than a quick glance at yourself in the mirror.

Taking your phone out, you snap a few shameless selfies-deciding that the lighting was too good to go to waste-and then a few turn into several until you’re satisfied. You keep only two-out of ten-and save a silly one to send to Joe.

As your thumb hovers over the send arrow, a wicked idea pops into your brain. Clicking the ’x’ on the photo you were planning to send to Joe, you reopen the camera app and head back into the stall.

With your foot propped up on the toilet seat and dress hiked up and resting in your arm again, you angle your phone just right and snap a photo.

The laugh that leaves you is almost sinister as you admire the picture. It perfectly showcases your open legs adorned with your garter belt and stockings-you don’t need to think twice as you send it to him.

Once again, you fix yourself before exiting the restroom with renewed energy.

The amount of time you take to make your way back over to the group is generous, loving the feeling of adrenaline pumping through your blood-strengthened by the loud music playing.

Before they’re even in your line of sight, you feel a strong hand grip your wrist and you’re yanked back into a familiar body.

His voice in your ear is deep and his words drip with irritation and lust as he whispers, “What do you think you’re doing?”

His grip has drifted from your wrist to your waist and it stays as you turn around, smiling sweetly, “Just having a little fun, Joey.”

His stare is enough to make you squirm, palms sweating as that look entered his eyes-the one that told you he wanted to eat you alive.

“You’re playing a very dangerous game, baby.” You were almost convinced that he could feel your heart pounding in your chest with how close he had you pressed up against him.

Neither of you are aware of anything happening around you, too busy being wrapped up in each other, eyes blaring and gaze unwavering as you breathe heavily, “What if I want to play?”

And you’re not entirely sure yourself-too caught up in the moment and in his eyes, his touch, and his lips that bite yours more than they kiss.

Your desire pools in the pit of your stomach and Joe chases your lips as you pull away. You couldn’t wait anymore and you could tell Joe felt the same with impatience rolling off of him in waves-feeling it in the way he held you and kissed you. He needed to have you now.

“So… what’re you waiting for? Take me home, Daddy.”

If you hadn’t been surrounded by hundreds of people and more cameras than you could count, you’re positive he would have attempted to throw you over his shoulder and haul you out of the room.

Instead he settled for his hand gripping yours strongly as he guides the both of you through the room, dodging groups of people here and there until you reach a hidden exit.

The cool air of the night bites your skin and things are a little less hazy and a little less suffocated with your arousal-until Joe is suddenly moving you into the backseat of his car and leaning into you after slamming the door shut.

The haze returns as his lips come back to yours as he groans into your mouth, his tongue rolling against yours with such a fucking tease.

“Please Joey, I need you.”

He chuckles darkly, lips meeting yours for another bruising kiss. All he’s done is kiss you and yet you find it hard to breathe as you sit up when he leans back off of you, yanking his tie off his neck with a feral look in his eyes.

“Oh, you’ll have me, don’t worry about that. You’ve done enough teasing tonight, kitten.” He shoves a hand between your legs, cupping your heat in his hand.

It’s Daddy’s turn.

“Fucking drenched,” he mutters and your legs spread open wider as a silent plea for more, but he chuckles as he removes his hand and slaps your clothed pussy, his smile breathtakingly sinister as you yelp.

“Flip over and put your hands behind your back. Now.”

His tone leaves no room for argument so you turn around, your dress twisting with you and your cheek squishing against the seat as you put your hands behind your back.

A whine leaves you as you feel him slip his tie around your wrists, double wrapping and tying them together. His fingers trace your stocking covered calf as he rucks your dress up, letting it pool over your hips.

Daddy’s baby is looking so fucking beautiful.

Snapping the strap of your garter belt against your skin, a gasp tears sharply from you as he rips your panties open, leaving the material halfway hanging off of you. “Joe!” you whined.

“Quiet, I’ll buy you another fucking pair.”

You simmered silently in your anger while he admired your rear end. Prettiest little ass, he had muttered before decorating the skin, his hand landing across your cheeks three times in quick succession.

An unpermitted squeal had left you at the unexpected pain that came and went, and it didn’t go unnoticed.

“Didn’t I say to be quiet, kitten?” He growled lowly, his voice coming closer to your ear, making you whimper.

“I’m sorry Joey, I’ll be quiet. I promise.”

“Oh, I know you will.”

His next words have you tensing slightly, “Open your mouth.” You know better than to question him so, opening your mouth-albeit hesitantly-a whiny gasp is muffled when he stuffs part of your dress into your mouth.

His smile is dark as he looks at you approvingly. “There we go, that should help you out with that problem.”

His hands are anything but gentle as they grab at your ass, squeezing the flesh while he asks, “What do you say?”

You blink wetly at him from the corner of your eye as you try to speak around the material in your mouth-knowing exactly what he was expecting-, “Thank you, Daddy.”

You can tell he’s pleased with your response even though he continues doling more spanks out on your ass. Your skin jumps with every resounding crack of his open palm against you, and the simmering pain adds to your arousal.

“Look so good, kitten. Good enough to eat.” You whimper at his words and push back desperately, trying to meet his tongue that was nowhere near your cunt, and cry out when he tuts disapprovingly, “Nope, none of that. You’ve done all the teasing tonight. Have you forgotten it's Daddy’s turn now?”

You cry out into your dress when you feel the thick head of his cock sliding up and down your cunt, being coated generously in your arousal. You moan and tears leak from your eyes as your dress soaks up the please that falls from your lips. You can feel his cock throbbing against your clit, hot and hard as he moans prettily.

“What, you want something? You want my cock? Then fucking beg for it.” His cock rubs against you more harshly as muffled cries of please and Daddy and fuck me leave your mouth in earnest.

It’s all basically incoherent and Joe doesn’t tell you if your groveling was good enough or not as he’s suddenly plunging deep inside of you.

You sob from the immediate combined feelings of delicious pain, stimulation of your g-spot and the feeling of his cock pulsating in you as he sets a blinding pace, all but pounding you into the car seat. The material of your dress is damp in your mouth as you scream, his hips snapping furiously against your ass as he fucks you.

“This what you’d been wanting, yeah? Wanted to get me all riled up so I’d drag you out to the car just so you could have my cock?”

Trying to squirm away from the onslaught of his dick in your cunt is futile because you don’t get very far and Joe is immediately pulling you back on to him by the tie around your wrists.

“No, you wanted my cock kitten, so take it.”

And you do. Your pussy clenches around him at his words, whines and sobs muffled by the thick material in your mouth as Joe fucks you so good you see stars behind your eyes.

Every thrust of his hips drives his cock deep into your pussy, the spot inside of you that makes you shake and tremble deliciously grinded into.

Your orgasm hits you, it’s sudden and so fucking good that you’re reduced to nothing but a whiny litany of DaddyDaddyDaddy and pleasepleaseplease.

Your ass stings as Joe pounds your pussy even as you convulse and tremble around him, sobbing incoherently as the fire in your abdomen blazes and your pussy throbs as your body comes alive when he reaches around your hip and under your dress, finding your clit and rubbing it.

“Go ahead and come again. Show me how much you love it when I put your little bratty ass in its place.”

Your body listens to him before you do, trembling from head to toe as you squirt on his cock, no longer holding on to any control over yourself; that was long gone.

Joe’s hips stutter against yours, his breathing heavy as his grip on the necktie around your wrists tightens as he pulls you back on him once more. His cock throbs and swells before he comes deep inside you, thick and hot ropes of cum painting the walls of your pussy.

You whine as he slowly pulls out of you, and slowly pulls you up by your hair, silently guiding you to turn around. He yanks the saliva-sodden material from your mouth, thumbs rubbing your lips as he leans in and kisses you, tongue immediately searching yours out.

Your eyes are glossy, and he thinks to himself, good girl, until he looks down at himself, all disheveled and messy. And you can feel his cum slowly dribbling out of your well-fucked cunt beneath the skirt of your dress.

“Would you look at that? Look at the mess you made kitten, you ruined my best pants.”

Deep down, you know he’s not genuinely upset but you’re too deep in your head to be anything but remorseful as he’s still regarding you with that stern tone, so you pout and your eyes water a bit as he looks at you disapprovingly. “I-I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“Sorry isn’t going to cut it, baby. Clean it up.”

Your wrists are still tied behind your back as you sniffle and lean forward, your tongue coming out to lap up the cum-his and yours combined-from his crotch. His dick twitches in front of your face, slowly hardening again as he watches you, eyes dark and brows knitted together.

When you’re done he’s yanking you up by your hair so he can pull your lips to his, biting and sucking on them as he tastes the both of you on your tongue.

It makes your thighs quiver underneath you and your arms are near cramping when he pulls away, giving you a chance to breathe.

You’re still huffing as you squeak out red, and gone is harsh dominant Joe, quickly replaced with soft eyes and soft touches as he starts to ask what’s wrong.

You beat him to the punch before the words begin to leave his mouth as you speak up, “I’m sorry, my arms are cramping. Please untie me?”

He’s already loosening and freeing your wrists from behind your back before you even finish asking, and his voice rolls through you as he meets your eyes.

“There’s no need to apologize, at all. I’m the one who’s sorry, ducky.” He rubs your wrists with his thumbs before taking hold of your face, leaving kisses along both of your cheeks, your nose, forehead, chin and then your lips. He doesn’t even need to say it because you can feel it. You feel it in every moment when he kisses you-his love, his affection, his care, for you. “Such a good girl, my good girl.”

Your head is still feeling floaty and his words make you feel all warm inside as the praise sits deep within you.

“Let’s go home, yeah?”

“Bath?”

“Yeah, of course I’ll run you a bath, kitten.”

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littlebratao3 · 4 years

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soft skin, soft thighs/who believes in needs like these? - s.d.

cw: face sitting, oral sex, wlw, semi-public sex, teasing, lots of touching, body worship, making out, fluff and smut, sundress szn has been upon us and this felt extremely appropriate to write

word count: 3.3k

inspired by alanis’ interlude by halsey and alanis morissette

please let me know what you think <3

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An angel in disguise-she knew exactly what she was doing and never missed a moment to torture you with need.

It’s a hot day and you both had been eager to show some skin; you, in some cut-off denim shorts-that kept annoyingly riding up your inner thighs-and Sierra, in a cute little sundress, the short hem of it twirling around brown thighs that you wanted to grope and feel.

Unfortunately for you, you weren’t in the safety of either of your homes and away from countless pairs of eyes so you could have her like you want to-like you need to.

Every glimpse of her upper thighs was like seeing a hint of the gateways to heaven; in this case, your heaven was the taste of her pussy against your tongue, with her thighs hugging your face.

You’re just barely able to maintain your cool and keep the charade that she wasn’t affecting you, but when her dress flies up once more and gives you a little peek of the back of her thighs-your favorite part, right where they meet the swell of her ass-you’ve had enough.

Every smile or innocent glance of her big brown eyes only worked you up even more, and by the time the two of you’d entered a third store, you were all but dragging her to the bathroom with you.

Your heart beats frantically in your chest as you find that it’s empty-and smells like it was just cleaned-with nothing on your mind but needing Sierra, as you press her up against the wall, thigh slotting easily between hers as your hands grip them.

“You’re driving me fucking crazy, baby.” Your voice is all but breathless, and she just giggles.

With her smile bright and cocky, you press your lips to hers, moaning when she slips her tongue over your lips and into your mouth.

Your fingers are moving up from her thighs and to the swell of her ass until they stop where your hands are palming her ass cheeks. Your eyes are wide open and your pussy throbs when she cracks another smile, her lips swollen and pink. “Surprise.”

Fuck all foreplay, you’re ready to have her right then and there until you hear the distant but unmistakable sound of heels clicking against the tiled floor, growing louder as they come closer to the bathroom and you’re quickly pulling Sierra with you into the last stall.

You’re both breathing deeply and staring quietly at each other as the person walks past the bathroom, and your chuckle is airy as you loosen tense muscles.

So your lips return to hers, biting them just enough to sting a little and sucking on her tongue until you’re moving down, kissing her jaw, neck, sternum, the exposed skin of her breast-even though you needed her, you still wanted to feel her-until you’re crouched down beneath her.

Her eyes widen slightly as she grips the metal bar behind her, your fingers lifting the hem of her short dress and baring a pair of the skimpiest panties she owns.

The new pair she’d gotten on sale and gushed over when she showed them to you, smirking at the look that crossed over your face-knowing that you had instantly imagined her in them.

But you didn’t have to rely on your imagination anymore, because there she was, right in front of you-truly a walking wet dream.

You’re speechless as you look up at her, her eyes still on you. Her thighs beg to be squeezed and gripped, so you do, soft skin so tantalizing underneath your fingers that lead to the treasure between them-your prize.

She goes from giggles to moans when your fingers tease her through her panties, a steady roll over her clit that has her going pliant in your grip.

She’s gripping onto the metal bar for dear life, moans insistent when you can’t take it anymore, licking her cunt through her soaked “panties” and shushing her when you pull them down to get the real deal.

She’s warm and soft and oh so sweet, making you moan into her as your tongue traces her folds, lips wrapping around and sucking on her clit just to hear that cute fucking sound she makes when you do so.

“Baby, oh fuck.”

“Always so fucking sweet.”

Every fucking inch of her is warm and it makes you shake, giving her two full flat-tongued licks from the steady leak of her hole to her sensitive clit.

You can hear the scrape of Sierra's nails against the metal bar she’s holding on to for dear life beyond the obscene noises of her sopping pussy.

“God.”

Her thighs tremble around your face as she instinctively rolls her hips, and you push forward, increasing the pressure and the pleasure as you suckle on her clit again.

You could stay there-between her legs, pussy in your face with your tongue in her cunt-forever, forget about the ache in your knees as they grow stiff, it doesn’t fucking matter because nothing, absolutely nothing can beat this-

The slam of a door pulls the both of you out of your perspective wonderlands.

You roll your eyes at the interruption, licking your lips that taste like her, and it takes everything in you to not put your face back between her thighs and tongue-fuck her into an orgasm-company or no company be damned.

If your knees could sigh they probably would, feeling the sweet relief as you stand back up and look Sierra in the eye, wide and taunting. Her breathing is erratic and your heart is racing just a little as you lean in and give her a kiss.

Her lips are so fucking soft and warm, and the way she kisses is so sweet that you get caught up in all of the effects of her again-and you’re so fucking wet just from making out and groping and eating her.

You reluctantly pull away before you get lost in her again, pussy throbbing needily almost like a complaint but it’ll have to wait, because as soon as you get behind closed doors-in the comfort of your own home-you’re going right back to making her fall apart on your tongue.

But for now, you both take a moment for a deep breath and then you’re heading for the door, hand on the latch when you pause and turn back around to Sierra.

She’s confused as you reach your hand out towards her with an open palm. “What?”

“Give me your panties.”

You watch hungrily as she removes them with shaky fingers, bottom lip tugged between her teeth and not meeting your eyes as she puts them in your hand. They’re fucking drenched and unwearable, but to be honest, you weren’t thinking about her comfort when you told her to take them off.

Stuffing them in the front pocket of your shorts, you’re ready to go, unlocking the latch and quietly leaving the bathroom-a stark contrast to how you originally entered, rushed and desperate.

The pussy juice soaked pair of panties in your front pocket is hard to ignore.

All you could think about was how tortured you were with the idea that she was wearing nothing underneath that short little sundress, pussy probably still dripping and making her inner thighs slippery.

It makes your mouth water incessantly-it proved difficult to ignore the wetness between your legs, and the knowledge of Sierra’s state of undress.

Unfortunately for the both of you, there’s still another store to stop at before you can make your way home, and you know exactly what’s on your agenda as soon as you do.

Sierra’s been squirming cutely as she drives, and your mouth waters while imagining yourself getting to clean up the mess between her thighs that you know is there.

Despite the needy energy radiating off of the both of you, you don’t rush to the front door-but when you walk inside, the door is immediately closed behind you. You’re surprised when it’s Sierra that pushes you back against it, soft lips meeting yours as the both of you moan needily.

The sense of urgency increases a little, but otherwise, you’re both still taking your time and savoring one another. Once you make it to the bed, you’re barefoot and your face warms up when you pull her down with you as you fall back, hands grabbing her waist as she settles on top of you.

“Mm, want you to sit on my face. Is that okay?”

She nods softly, so fucking beautiful and the way she crawls up your body is slow and sensual, your lips trailing down her skin and to her chest as she reaches right where you want her to be.

Impatient, you help her lift her dress and pull her down closer to your mouth, tongue stroking the wet lips once then twice and moving away to clean and suck the juices that coated her thighs.

You moan along with her as your tongue flicks over her clit with a teasing pressure, needing her to make more of those pretty sounds for you-and knowing all the right spots to make her do just that.

Not caring to help her hold the hem of her dress up, your hands find themselves roaming the soft skin of her tummy, holding onto her thighs and groping her ass. Sierra pushing her pussy into your face even more makes you even more excited, your tongue flattening and giving a full lick and then a sharp suck on her clit-with a smile pulling on your lips when she whimpers and moans.

“Can’t get enough of your pussy.”

The hum of your voice vibrates through her cunt and soon you’ve got her squirming above you, hips wiggling as she starts slowly bucking against your face.

You know she’s close in the way her moans change, and you’re fucking her cunt with your tongue as you keep a hold on her, intent on receiving more of that sweet cum into your mouth.

Sierra looks like an angel all the time-but she’s fucking ethereal when she’s in the throes of an orgasm.

Hair sliding off her shoulder, pouty lips wide open with her eyes closed and head thrown back, baring her neck.

You could stay here-between her thighs, making her fall apart over and over again on your tongue while she keeps making those cute sounds-forever.

So you keep licking her through her orgasm which has her in a full body tremble, thighs shaking around your head as she spends a minute in the high of it.

You’re not showing any signs of stopping, ever since you got a taste in that mall bathroom you’ve needed more, so you’ll take your fill of her, make her come over and over again until she tells you to stop or pushes away.

“W-Wait, wait, wait… wait.”

Her breathing is heavy and your brows are furrowed as you stop, licking her arousal off and from around your lips.

“You’re tapping out already? I know you’ve got more left in you, baby.”

“That-... That’s not it, I just-“

You whine and pout when she removes herself from over your face, but it goes away when all she does is turn around and reposition herself.

Now her ass is in your face-and your hands-as you squeeze it, toes curling when you feel her start to fiddle with the button on your shorts.

“I just wanna taste you too.”

You whimper as she tugs your shorts down, lifting your hips in excitement as your pussy throbs needily. You go back to paying attention to hers, pulling her ass cheeks open and licking from clit to hole, thrusting in a bit as you feel her muscles tensing in your hands.

“Oh, you’ve been walking around wet like this all day? Poor baby.”

The first touch of her tongue against your pussy lips make your thighs stiffen as you moan into her.

It’s hard to focus, Sierra giving you your just desserts and you’ve got pussy in your face that you wanna keep eating, but she’s going to fucking town on you and it’s fucking amazing after you haven’t been touched or touched yourself at all the whole day.

She’s quick to hold your inner thighs when they try to close, and you grip her ass to pull her pussy back into your face, licking up the arousal growing there that nearly turned into a drip before you got to it.

You squirm under her, fingertips spreading your outer labia and tongue laving over your clit, making you throw your head back into the pillow.

You had been walking around like that all day, wet and clenching around nothing since she first stepped outside, sun shining on her brown skin with the wind whipping her hair and the skirt of her dress, god that dress.

Such a pretty girl in a pretty sundress in the heat of the summer had you feeling hot everywhere-and not just because of the heat. And it was the same dress that she still had on right now as she straddled your face, torso leaning over and into yours as she licked at your cunt.

Although your head felt dizzy with pleasure, you wanted to get back to eating her out, her smell nearly intoxicating as she teasingly wiggles her hips.

It makes you grip her harder and pull her pussy back to your mouth, lips latching onto her clit and sucking it for all you’re worth as she gradually stiffens and then comes.

Her moans are so sweet and you don’t let up on her clit, sucking and licking it until you’ve milked every drop out.

Once she comes, her tongue moves faster over you, your legs bent at the knee with the heels of your feet digging into the mattress as she gets you closer and closer to falling off that edge.

Your abdomen clenches and Sierra’s body falls a little heavier on you, and you know she’s nearly sedated and floating from having two orgasms back to back as she’s determined to give you your first of the evening.

It’s over for you once she adds her fingers in the mix, no longer holding you wide open for her as she teases your hole with her finger, dipping it in and tracing your lips. She gives you a taste of your own medicine and sucks sharply on your clit, chuckling softly at your reaction.

You wish you could see her but can imagine her clear as day, thick lips wrapped around your clit and she’d look up at you with those big brown eyes that’d hold the cheekiest fucking look in them.

Suddenly she switches it up, her tongue now teasing your hole and obscenely slurping up the excess pussy juices while her thumb has just the right pressure on your clit.

As she rubs it, the fire between your hips keeps building and spreading until you’re bursting with it, legs shaking as you let go of her own clit with a loud moan that trembles off your lips.

Now you’re leaking again, and you know because you can feel it between your thighs, can hear it squelch when your pussy spasms and your hole clenches.

It feels like your body is tingling from head to toe, unadulterated bliss filling you as it settles over you. And it has you struck with a sort of newfound energy as your tongue strokes over Sierra’s cunt again and again as it gets coated in her arousal from making you come.

It makes you all the more eager to get her off again, her clit lightly throbbing on the tip of your tongue. You just need more; more of her cum, more time with her pussy on your face, feeling the smooth wet lips of her cunt, more of hearing her moan and cry out for you, more reason to have your hands on her ass and thighs.

Just as your tongue starts to dip in her hole, two of her fingers slide in yours, her head leaning against your thigh with her tongue still worrying your clit.

You involuntarily squeeze around her fingers immediately, moaning at the fullness and then the pleasure as she curls them into your sweet spot.

She moans when you moan, thrusting deeper and letting saliva dribble on your pussy to keep you wet and messy.

“O-Oh fuck.”

“Yeah baby? Feeling good?” She says with a giggle that turns into a moan when you also add your fingers into the mix, your thumb rubbing near her clit-where it still feels good but keeps her shy of being close to coming, right at that bittersweet edge.

“Y-Yeah, fuck, please.” Your voice cracks when you answer her as she adds a third finger and keeps fucking you with them without missing a beat.

Her hips rock back, but your finger stays in place, not moving past where it is so you can keep her right at that place and it feels good but isn’t enough.

It also makes it easier for you to focus on the pleasure you’re receiving as you grow closer and closer. The muscles in your legs stiffen and your heels dig into the mattress, your heartbeat elevating and preparing itself for a powerful orgasm.

You can feel it in your gut, with how quickly it was building and how you already felt like you were flying and you weren’t even there yet.

”Sierra- please.” Your moans are insistent and seamless, toes curling and uncurling as you moan her name.

“Mm yeah, you gonna come? Uhn, make me come so I can come with you.”

Wanna come with you.

You whine a bit but readily comply, gathering some wetness from her hole to rub directly on her clit garnered a significant reaction-a loud whimper and a tremble of her thighs that bordered on shaking.

Your tongue thrusts into her cunt in time with her fingers in yours, almost moving at lightning speed while she forces your legs to stay open as they try to close.

That pleasure feels like a fire kindling and burning until it lights you up, spreading all over your body and rendering you near speechless.

All you can do is whine and moan as you keep Sierra riding out her orgasm, which isn’t hard because she fucks herself back onto your tongue, thumb hitting her clit just right.

As she comes you do too, gushing all over her fingers-toes curled tightly and body buzzing with ecstasy-along with another little rush of cum from Sierra onto your tongue that you eagerly swallow and lap up any excess from her pussy-having thoroughly milked her dry.

She takes her time to recover and come back down to earth before sitting up and looking straight at you while she licks all three of her fingers clean, all while she slowly re-straddles your hips until you’re face to face.

You tilt your chin up as she leans in, catching her lips with yours and whimpering when she slips her tongue through your lips, making you taste yourself on her tongue.

The fact that the both of you taste like each other has you getting wet again, your head still swimming as you smile into her kiss and tangle your tongue with hers, wanting her to taste herself on your tongue too.

Her lips part from yours as she falls over to her side with an airy laugh, dark eyes sparkling and brown skin glowing.

She scoots closer to you, arm spreading out over your middle as she pulls you into her front, trying to spoon you.

You’re slow to adjust and turn over to your side, your bare ass touching her thighs and your legs entwined together as she kisses your shoulder, the both of you sighing happily.

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