#Aurora Mikalsen

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[glimmerofawesome]

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[hoe4sports]

“All this time I’ve wasted”

Alexia Putellas x reader

A/N: This is the third part of the series based off of Myles Smith’s song “Stargazing”. Triggers involves swearing and depressive thoughts. And some head smacking. P1 can be found here

«And with that, it sums up the terms and conditions of this contract. Any questions, concerns or requests?” That were the final words of Brann’s sports manager. You smiled politely as your manager was asking questions regarding loans, termination and renewal of contracts. It was tiring, the situation with Alexia made every cell in your body tense up. It filled your heart with rage and hatred. Yet, you couldn’t help but love her. After your argument, you hadn’t spoken to her again. Always finding another partner during practice, always sitting with someone else at lunch and pretending to fall asleep on flights and on buses. All to avoid your bestfriend, Alexia. You see, she meant the world to you and she had done that for over 20 years. Somehow the bricks of your house had gotten torn apart violently similar to how a tornado tears apart states. That was why you had talked to your manager about being interested in a transfer, and on the world of football; money talks. A transfer meant more money for him. The process of discussing the contract was excruciating. It made your feel at conflict, like you had a big gaping hole in your heart that you couldn’t close up even though your blood was pouring out on the floor. The team didn’t know that the contract was in discussion, they didn’t know how you had practically begged the Barcelona sports manager to terminate your contract or to sell you. The feeling of betrayal was eating you alive, and it was about to get a whole lot worse.

The following Monday, you woke up to a million notifications on your phone. It felt like it was about to blow up next to your bed causing you to violently be ripped out of the comfort of your dreams. The contract discussed had leaked. You threw yourself backwards and covered your face with a pillow. This was not how you wanted things to play out. Your first feeling was anger, followed by anxiety and then relief. Anger because someone had leaked your secrets. Anxiety because the team were going to be furious with you. And relieved because you didn’t have to tell the team yourself, you didn’t even have to bring up the subject because if you really knew your team, you knew that someone would take it upon themselves to bring it up.

You sat outside the grand arena debating whether to walk in or not. Barcelona was your legacy and it wrecked every part of you to leave it all behind. It wasn’t like you were going on a loan or to a club in Spain; you were going to Norway. More specifically, to Brann. The club that you played a few months prior in championship league. You had originally had offers from Germany, but Germany felt overwhelming. That’s why when your manager told you about a possible deal with Brann, you wanted to feel ecstatic. It would be close to multiple of your friends; Aurora Mikalsen whom you knew from before, Frido that grew up in Sweden, Ingrid and Caro that grew up in Norway. You didn’t really have anything against Norway, and perhaps Norway was what you needed. However, the feeling of ecstasy never came around, and it made you feel like you were walking around in an empty shell. The shell of what once were your passionate, joyful, sunshine self had now been replaced with guilt, sadness and despair.

08:45, 15 minutes was all you had to mentally pull yourself together enough to not fall apart inside practice. You traced the roughness of the leather on your steering wheel with your fingertips. Another thing that needed to be added onto your to do list before a potential move to Norway. The heart in your chest felt like it was about to burst out of you. It still felt like your heart was about to drown, like it needed cpr for you to make it through the day. It felt like Alexia had lured you into a dark alley and pushed you into a deep hole in the concrete making you fall into the never ending darkness.

08:48.Your brain was so caught up within its own whirlwind of chaotic thoughts that you didn’t notice Ingrid standing outside of your car, patiently waiting for you in the pouring rain. Ingrid tapped the window and you opened the door. “Hey, are you coming in?” the Norwegian said with her usual cheery voice and her perfect smile. Her smile was so perfect it hurt, she was so perfect. God, if you were like Ingrid then maybe Alexia would like you. Ingrid was so kind, so bright and so compassionate. She was one of your closest friends, yet you couldn’t bare to load all your heavy rocks into her backpack. “Just go ahead, I’m coming soon” you mumbled hoping to get Ingrid to move along with any fuss. Ingrid took notice of your frown and raised an eyebrow. “Are you okay?” Your tears immediately came pressing into the premises of your eyes making your eyes burn as if they had been infested with chili. The pressing caused you to rub your eyes intensely, not noticing that Ingrid had walked around and hopped into the passenger seat of your car until her hand touched your thigh. You looked at her while tears were streaming down your face. “Are you really leaving?” You nodded. “Brann». Ingrid’s eyes widened. “Norway? But, why Norway?” She asked with furrowed brows. Norway wasn’t really a country where female football was at its most popular. You didn’t really know why, it was the only team that had decided to take the offer for you. None of the bigger leagues had teams that wanted you. Perhaps that was all you were. Unwanted. Your mother had disowned you after your father had passed away in a horrible accident as she took to the bottle to avoid her emotions. Alexia and her family had been your family. That was also about to be ripped away from you. You had no siblings, your parents didn’t have siblings and all your grandparents had passed. You felt like you were all alone in this big world where you had no purpose but to chase after a ball. Your eyes met Ingrid’s blue eyes. Her eyes were so intense, so bright. She was skilful, a natural, a force of nature. But you were just there. Always on the bench until some new exciting player came along and then you’d be benched from the bench for months on end. Never making any rosters. Never given the chance. Never noticed. The chain of thoughts were broken by Ingrid leaning forward to shake you gently. “Yes, Norway. I guess I’ve always wanted to see the mountains.” That was a lie. “Norway is so pretty, and I would love to learn another language.” Another like. “I really think this could be a good opportunity for me”. Third and last lie.

08.50: Ingrid reluctantly seemed to accept the lies as she nodded and summed up something about meeting you inside afterwards. You had just given her a hum in respons concealing your spinning thoughts. Your thoughts were spinning in a way that they hadn’t before and the voice in your head wouldn’t shut up. It felt like the world was wrapping you in a weighted blanket only to try to strangle you. It felt like you couldn’t catch your breath. Like someone had put your car into a never ending rollercoaster. A tiny drop of sweat onto the tip of your nose snapped you out of it. You rubbed your eyes hard. Just hard enough to have fuzzy vision and to see starts. You wiped your hands onto your shorts. The teardrops on the windows were rolling down and the thunder was not many seconds behind. The atmosphere was dark as the clouds covered the usually blue sky. The weather felt like a metaphor for your fucked up emotions. The things you would do to

08:58. Two minutes was all that was left before practice. Before another day of facing the love of your life that didn’t feel the same towards you. The love of your life huh. Football or the woman you now could stare into the eyes of without feeling the crumbs of what once was the silver lining of your soul? You closed your eyes for the last time as you took yet a deep breath in desperation of its effect. Your hand grabbed the hinge of the door and you hopped out as you slowly walked towards the arena and your warderobe.

09.03: You ran out to the field with the fabric of your cleats clinging to your grilling socks. The other girls stood outside listening to the coach all dressed in their raincoats. You didn’t bother with the jacket, and ran out in just shorts and your half zip sweater instantly feeling the familiarity of coldness as the rain poured down around you. The other girls stared at you as you slumped next to the group, and at the corner of your eye; if you just looked far enough, there was Alexia. Focused as always, always sharp, always prepared, always perfect.

14.47: The day had just ended, and you had spent hours in overdrive trying to keep Alexia at distance while still pretending to be nice. It was all becoming too much. The gush of the reality showered over you like a semi truck while you plopped down on the bench after the other girls had finished showering and left for the day. You were shivering from the rain and the cold. It was the kind of cold that you felt deep inside your bones. The kind of cold that leaves you shaking uncontrollably for hours upon hours on end. The back of your head was leaning on the locker as you shut your eyes. The thoughts were so loud. They were occupying every inch of your brain. The infectious sadness and conflict rained upon you like there was no tomorrow. God, you hated this. The position you had gotten yourself in. The position that you had forced yourself in based off of an imaginary thought that you could have what you had wanted all your life. What had always been within reach, but yet so far away that you were longing for it. You smacked the back of your head in your locker as your phone started buzzing. Upon closer inspection, it was your agent. He expected a decision from you. A all clear. A positive feedback. It was exhausting trying to make a decision. Your phone felt like it weighed 3000 pounds. Your hand grabbed your phone as your agent’s name lit up your screen. You took a deep breath before answering.

“Hello”

“Hello Miss Y/L/N. How are you?”

“I’m fine, how are you?”

“I’m well! Now, I would’ve been even better if I heard your decision. Have you made up your mind?”

“…”

“Y/N?”

“Oh, yea yea. Bad service. I.. I uhh..”

“Well?”

Your heart rate skyrocketed. You could heart your heartbeats in your ears. Like all the blood was rushing straight through your ear canals. You swallowed nervously. This could change everything. It could give you a new start. A new shot a professional life. But it could ruin everything you ever had. Or didn’t have.

“..Yes. I’ll sign”

“That’s amazing! I’ll let Brann know. Expect a call from me later so we can talk arrangements. Congratulations Y/N, take care!”

*Call ended*

You looked down at your phone. Your head was spinning. You felt dizzy.

“So, it’s true Y/N/N, you are really leaving?”

You looked up with glossy eyes. It was Alexia. Alexia with a sad grin. Tired eyes. Eyes with tears in them. God, you thought to yourself. What have you done.

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68' | ¡Aurora Mikalsen está evitando una goleada para las Noruegas! 🧤

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Nữ Nhật Bản vs nữ Na Uy, World Cup nữ 2023

Nữ Nhật Bản và nữ Na Uy đều là những đội tuyển có lực lượng và kinh nghiệm tương đ��i trong bóng đá nữ. Mặc dù không nằm trong nhóm ứng viên hàng đầu, nhưng họ vẫn có thể tạo ra bất ngờ và thi đấu tốt trong các trận đấu quan trọng. Những đánh giá nhận định sẽ được https://okchoi44.com/ gửi đến các bạn sau đây.

Phong độ của cả 2 đội tuyển  

Phong độ nữ Nhật Bản

Sự thể hiện ấn tượng của đội tuyển nữ Nhật Bản tại bảng C thể hiện rõ sự tiến bộ và khả năng cạnh tranh của họ trong giải đấu. Màn trình diễn vượt mức mong đợi của Nadeshiko thể hiện sự chuẩn bị kỹ lưỡng và sự quyết tâm của đội để vượt qua cảnh bảng khá đáng cạnh tranh.

Phong độ nữ Na Uy

Sự thay đổi trong phong độ của đội tuyển nữ Na Uy sau hai trận đấu đầu tiên thể hiện tính kiên nhẫn và tinh thần chiến đấu của họ. Dù bị đặt vào tình thế khó khăn sau hai kết quả không tốt, nhưng Gresshoppene đã thể hiện sự tập trung và quyết tâm để cải thiện hiệu suất của mình.

Thành tích đối đầu

Lần cuối cùng hai đội gặp nhau vào năm 2018 với chiến thắng tưng bừng 4-1 cho đội tuyển nữ Nhật Bản cho thấy sự ảnh hưởng và sức mạnh của họ tại thời điểm đó. Tuy nhiên, trong bóng đá, mọi thứ có thể thay đổi nhanh chóng và không có kết quả nào đảm bảo trước khi trận đấu diễn ra.

Soi kèo trận đấu

Với việc là một trong số hai đội toàn thắng vòng bảng và thể hiện lối chơi mạch lạc, nữ Nhật Bản đang được đánh giá cao hơn nữ Na Uy khá nhiều.

Soi kèo châu Á: 0 : 1/2

Chọn kèo Châu Á: Nữ Nhật Bản -1/2

Soi kèo tài xỉu: 2.25 

Chọn kèo tài xỉu: Xỉu 2.25

Dự đoán đội hình ra sân 2 đội

Cả hai đội sẽ quyết tâm và tung ra đội hình mạnh nhất cho mục tiêu giành một vé vào tứ kết. Đội hình dự kiến của nữ Nhật Bản vs nữ Na Uy như sau:

Nữ Nhật Bản: Ayaka Yamashita, Moeka Minami, Saki Kumagai, Hana Takahashi, Jun Endo, Fuka Nagano, Honoka Hayashi, Risa Shimizu, Hikaru Naomotoens, Riko Ueki, Hinata Miyazawa

Nữ Na Uy: Aurora Mikalsen, Tuva Hansen, Mathilde Harviken, Maren Mjelde, Thea Bjelde, Guro Reiten, Vilde Bøe Risa, Frida Maanum, Emilie Haav, Sophie Haug, Caroline Graham Hanseni

Xem thêm tại: https://okchoi44.com/soi-keo-bong-da-okchoi-nu-nhat-ban-vs-nu-na-uy/

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New Zealand stun Norway at Women's World Cup

Co-hosts New Zealand opened the 2023 Fifa Women's World Cup in stunning style against Norway as they won on the global stage for the first time. On a memorable night in Auckland, the Football Ferns produced a huge upset after Hannah Wilkinson swept home Jacqui Hand's cross in front of an ecstatic crowd of 42,137 at Eden Park - a record for a football match in New Zealand. Even Ria Percival's 89th-minute missed penalty, after a handball by Tuva Hansen, failed to dampen the celebrations. Fans turned up in their tens of thousands to cheer their side who had failed to win any of their previous 15 World Cup games. They were rewarded when Wilkinson broke the deadlock in the 48th minute to spark joyous scenes in the stands. Norway, the 1995 world champions, should have equalised soon after Wilkinson's goal but Arsenal's Frida Maanum poked a glorious chance wide. New Zealand went toe to toe with their opponents and it required a diving save Aurora Mikalsen by to prevent Ali Riley from doubling the lead. There was a minute's silence before kick-off for the victims of a deadly shooting in Auckland earlier on Thursday. Read the full article

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Aurora Mikalsen you’re doing amazing sweetie

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Rating the Norway Womens National Team Euros Players Bunads (traditional dresses)

Disclaimer: I am not from Norway, and do not know anything about the traditions associated with these. If someone wants to tell me, I would love to learn

Celin Bizet- Good apron, and a fancy belt, but there is too much happening on the neck, and I don´t like purple 4/10 

Guro Bergsvand- Very Standard, I like that the bag embroidery matches, Good color choices on the flowers 7/10

Frida Maanum- A bit bland color wise, but the silver is different, I like the spiky shirt. Could use a colorful belt 6/10

Synne Hansen- This is all I could find, but the flowers look nice 6/10

Vilde Bøe Risa- Shiny. I love this picture, but I´m not a fan of purple or the velvet stripes 5/10

Amalie Eikeland- Cute, I like the inside of the vest and the belt, and the way the vest zig-zags 8/10

Lisa Naalsund- Not a great picture, but I can imagine it is good, I like the leaves 7/10

Karina Sævik- Very fancy, I love the blue fabric, and the way the chain laces it up. I wonder how heavy all the metal is. 9/10

Sophie Roman Haug-  This is the best I could do. She is wearing one I promise, can´t you tell? Cute baby anyway 7/10

Guro Reiten- I love the color, and the high neck on the shirt, and the gold on the vest, but the bag doesn't match 8/10

Anna Jøsendal- Cute, similar to Eikelands, but slightly more interesting, especially the edge of the vest 9/10

Julie Blakstad- My favorite I think, but maybe its just because she is so cute. I love the colors and the flowers, and the bag is very cool 10/10

Maria Thorisdottir- She is too icelandic for one of these, so here is this instead 10/10

Elisabeth Terland- Good flowers, similar to Bergsvands but she has a red vest which is a nice touch, I like the scarf 8/10

Tuva Hansen- Excellent, I love the color. The flowers are quite different to everyone else, and the apron is very striking, also she is matching with Vilja so it has to be 10/10

Ingrid Engen- Very similar to Guros, but I like Guro better 7/10

Anja Sønstevold- I couldn´t find her in one either, so here is her and her (pregnant wife?) lady, and a random child, the child´s dress is very nice, and all of it together is 9/10

Maren Mjelde- I love the flowers, they are different, nice and simple. Simba needs one too like Vilja 8/10

Sunniva Skoglund- Incredible, I love the belt and the flowers on the skirt. The embroidery on the shirt is outstanding. Her friends one is very cool too  10/10

Ada Hegerberg- I had to include baby Ada too, its so cute. I love the jackets and the teal vest and bag 10/10 

Adult Ada´s is a bit plain, but she is still matching with her sister 6/10

Guro Pettersen- Similar to the standard ones, but I like the red/orange flowers, especially on the bag 6/10

Aurora Mikalsen- She looks like Ada´s mom, the apron looks musty, but the bag is nice 4/10

Caroline Graham Hansen- She is too cool for a Bunad apparently, as you can tell

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NORWAY Portrait Session (Photo by Vegard Wivestad Grøtt)

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some halloween fun from the spurs girls x

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Discovering a new side (18++)

Caroline Graham Hansen x reader

A/N: This is a mature +18 imagine. Do not read if you are under 18, easily triggered or in an unsafe place. The Spanish is taken directly from google translate, so do not judge the Spanish. You get the point.

TRIGGER WARNING: Semi angry, strap on, light spanking, riding, domination, mommy. All the warnings basically.

(IMAGINE STARTS UNDER GIF)

The referee blew the whistle signaling for the match to be over. The fans broke out it screams of Joy, and the home team was jumping together in a circle screaming about their victory. Your girlfriend had just played a game against low ranked Scotland, and lost tremendously leaving their chances of the next World Cup in the trash. You both played on the Norwegian national team; but you were currently not playing as your acl was causing you pain. Caroline would always take it very personally when Norway lost, and it didn’t help that she hadn’t been scoring goals with Barcelona lately either.

As the match was over some of the girls fell to the ground, Aurora Mikalsen, Norway’s goalkeeper kicked the goal and chucked the ball out of sight. Everyone was finding ways to release their dissatisfaction, disappointment and imagining the dreaded headlines. Caroline was different. She would go quiet until she had processed what was wrong, and usually within a few hours she would be okay.

“Baby, come here” you said as you walked towards her on the field. She walked straight into you, and wrapped her arms around you for comfort. You looked up at the tall winger and she looked like she was dissociating. Dissociating was always her escape in times like this.

You walked into the warderobe where some of the girls were sobbing while others were trying to be as fast as possible. Gemma Grainger was Norway’s newest coach after the last coach had mentally ruined multiple of our star players. Gemma was a good woman and she was handed a national team that was a mess. “Girls, listen. We are allowed to feel sad right now. It’s okay, we need to process. Tomorrow, we start fresh. Our ranking has climbed from 12th best to 7th best. That’s something to be proud of. I want all of you, playing or not, to remember that you are the reason as to why we have skyrocketed the rankings.” she finished as the spirit in the group slightly brightened up.

As you got to the hotel, Caroline was watching the game on her phone. In a closer inspection, she was watching her mistakes over and over. When she finished, she jumped to the next game, watching all of her mistakes again and again and again. “Baby” you mumbled as you leaned towards the disappointed woman sitting in the chair by the desk looking more like an analyst than a player. “Maybe it’s time to put the phone away?” You suggested as you kissed the back of her neck lightly. No response. “Caz, how about some food?” You suggested as you kissed her cheek. “Caroline, perha-“ you started as she cut you off by turning around. “No Y/N, I need to figure out why I am not working!! I need to find a solution to this problem or I will end up never playing again!” She screamed as her eyes moved over to the phone again. You sighted, Caroline wasn’t one to yell and you had probably only heard her yell 2-3 times within the time you had been together. Strangely enough, you always felt a burning sensation between your legs as she showed her more, let’s say dominant side. That side only came out when she was angry and would yell. You decided to push your luck, and tried again. “Baby.. Let’s try to decided what to-“ you started as you once again was cut off by her turning the chair around to face you. “I said no, I don’t want too. Stop being so fucking annoying before..” she growled, but stopped as her eyes got glued back to the screen to see herself appear in the picture. You wanted to test your luck. You wanted to have rough sex. To have her be dominant. Assertive. In charge. But she would always be careful and sweet, and you loved that. But sometimes..

“Baby, take it out on me please..” you whispered in her ear as you let out a quiet moan. She didn’t respond, but you could sense that she was tensing up. “Baby, use me, please.. I can take it, I can make you feel better..” you continued as you could see her focus become less and less sharp. “Will you please take it out on me, baby? I’ll be a good girl for you.. ” you whispered seductively while letting your hands slip her shoulders and under her shirt to massage her breasts. She broke contact as she turned around and looked up at you. It was almost like her eyes had shifted to something darker, like her lust was pouring out of her eyes. Her breathing was heavier and you could tell that she was looking at your breasts. She was definitely a booby girl rather than booty. Lucky for me, as my boobs were bigger than the standard football player’s chest. You could tell that she was considering letting go, and you needed to act quick.

“Amor, por favor desquitate conmigo. Usa mi cuerpo, puedo soportarlo. Por favor, úsame hasta que te sientas mejor.

Her eyes sharpened as she dropped her phone. “Como quieras princesa” she said as her voice sounded lower than before. She stood up from the desk chair, and with one motion; she picked you up and forced your legs around her waist with her hands resting on your ass.

“Seré muy bueno contigo, lo prometo.” You whispered in her ear as you scratched her back with you nails. She let out a small moan, and laid you with your back facing down on the bed. She crawled over you, so that she was practically on top of you. You sent her your best “fuck me” look and she sweared under her breath as her hands started exploring your waistline. She leaned down and kissed you softly before you grabbed her hair in a makeshift ponytail and tugged on it forcing a moan out of her lips.

“No princesa, ahora estoy a cargo” she said as she looked down on you forcing you to let go of her hair. You nodded, and she went back in for another kiss leaning herself on her toned tanned arms. She touched your lips with her tongue forcing it inside to dominate mine. You moaned softly into her mouth as you couldn’t simply get enough. This was all you had dreamed about for the last year, and finally she let her dominating nature out. You could feel her hand loosing the strings on your pants.

All of a sudden, she flipped you around on your belly and yanked the pants off of you. You gasped as your wet thong came into contact with the cold air. On my back, you had her name as you were still wearing her jersey from the game. She was massaging your ass violently as she moaned. “Fuck baby, my jersey.” She moaned as she tugged on the jersey. “Yes baby, I made sure to let everyone know that I belong to you” you said as you could feel her hand stroking the back of the jersey where her name was located.

“Eso es correcto. Todos ustedes me pertenecen, baby” she said in a low voice as she started kissing my neck from behind while pulling on my hair. “Are you gonna be good?” she asked as she grabbed one of your boobs from behind forcing you to moan. “Yes, I’m gonna be so good. So good.” You obeyed as she pulled your hair tighter. “Let’s test just how good you are then, princesa.” she growled as she let go of your hair and body to stand up. She pulled you up from the bed and carried me you to the desk, laying you with your ass over the desk.

Suddenly, her hand made contact with your ass. That itself was enough to send you over the edge. You moaned out loud as she grabbed your ass pulling it upwards towards her. “Be a good girl for me, and stay still.” She growled in your ear as she had me pulled back by my hair. Fuck, this was really going as you had hoped. You loved this new side of her leaving you wanting to obey everything she would request you to do.

You stayed still trying to move your hips in the hopes of your red lacy thong would relieve you of some pressure. Caroline was rumbling around the room and you wanted so bad to turn around to see what she was doing, but you wanted to be good for her. You had imagined this the day you purchased a double sided strap on. The one for the giver was shorter and upwards, while the one for the receiver was longer and wider. Let’s just agree that you had a clear vision in mind when you purchased it a few months back.

You were standing bent over the desk as you could feel Caroline coming back for you. She smacked your ass again, and you moaned louder than ever before. “Oh, fuck baby, I need you” you whimpered in hopes of her long fingers making their appearance. Instead, you were surprised by the strap on you had purchased going full force inside your pussy from behind instantly hitting the sweet spot. “AH, fuck baby, yes please” you screamed out in pleasure as you held on to the desk. No time to adjust. You knew from the treatment on your ass that you were already close. “Fuck babygirl, you are taking it so well.” Caroline moaned out as she stopped without any warning. She lifted one of your legs up on the chairs next to the desk. “My perfect girl, wearing red lacy underwear underneath my jersey for a whole day without letting me know” she whispered in your ear sending chills down your spine. Her hand was barely touching your folds through your panties making you desperate for her.

As you were about to whine, she went in with the strap at full force going even deeper than before. Her hips thrusting harder and deeper with every trust. You could feel the tension growing in your abdomen, and you instantly knew what was about to come. “Caz, I’m so close, I’m gonna cu-“ you started as you were cut of by tour own orgasm making an entrance. She pulled out immediately.

“Te dije que te corrieras princesa o eras una chica mala?” she growled as she turned me around and looked straight into your eyes. You couldn’t help but look at her soaked pussy with the double strap. “yo era una chica mala” you replied with attitude forcing her eyes to widen as she let out a quiet moan.

She picked you up again, and practically threw you on the bed. She ripped off your tiny panties and you moaned as the cold air make contact with your throbbing pussy. As you were enjoying the cold sensation with my your eyes closed, you hadn’t discovered that Caroline had positioned herself with her head between your legs. Your eyes opened up as she entered your sensitive pussy with her tongue licking your folds and nibbling on your clit. “Ah, Caroline, more please” you moaned as you gripped the sheets while she continued exploring your insides. Her tongue started throbbing in and out of your walls. “AH, more daddy, more!” You screamed out in pleasure as she continued not realising what you had just said. She responded with her thumb rubbing your clit while her soft tongue pushed in and out of you. “Ah, baby, I’m gonna have to cum” you moaned as you arched my back. “Beg babygirl” she responded as you noticed that you could barely able to talk. “I can’t hear you” she repeated, and you moaned again. “Please, I need to cum. I have to cum, please let me cum in your mouth daddy.” You cried out as I you grabbed her hair and tugged on it. “Do it for me baby” and with that you came hard, I you squirted on her face and buckled your hips upwards. She grabbed your hips, and forced them down again as she glared at you. “MINE” she growled as she started licking up all your squirt.

When she had gotten every last drop, she laid down beside you and propped you on top of her. This was new. She looked into your eyes and brushed your hair behind your ear. “¿Cuánto puedes tomar antes de venir princesa?” she whispered as you swallowed. “As much as you need me too.” You said as she kissed your head and dragged you out of bed. She put you on your knees as she stood with her strap levelled with your mouth. You looked up at her with the most seductive look that you could, and with that she took the strap and held it infront of your lips.

“Chupa la polla de daddy ahora, princesa. Muéstrame lo desesperada que estás por mí.” She growled as she touched your lips with the tip of her cock. You didn’t even realise that you had called her daddy, you just obeyed. You opened your mouth and she put it in, gagging you as she held your hair and pounded it in your mouth. You sucked her off as she was eyeing you.

“Fuck baby, I’m so close” she stunned as she threw her head backwards. And you stopped. Her head flashed towards you and her eyes were even more lustful. “You need to be punished.” she moaned as she pulled you up on your feet by pulling your hair. She then picked you up as she sat herself on the bed and laid back. Leaving you sitting on top of her.

She grabbed the cock forcing her to moan as the giver cock moved with the receiver part. She rubbed the cock along your folds before inserting it. “Ride me, babygirl. Show me how it’s done. Let me cum first.” and you? You obeyed as you started bouncing on her cock giving friction to the part inside of her. She moaned loudly as her breathing was becoming heavier. You picked up the pace, and your boobs were now bouncing ruthlessly. She looked at you, and forced you to lean forwards so she could reach your boobs with her mouth while still riding her. She put your nipple in her mouth and used her other hand to massage the other boob.

You could see her starting to shiver meaning that she was close as you kept riding her whole getting closer and closer to your own edge. “Ah, baby, yes, yes, don’t stop, be a good girl now, let daddy cum” she stunned as you continued. Her cries were stopped by herself moaning so loud that you got worried that the neighbours were gonna hear her. “Ah, fuck, yes!” You looked at her “I’m gonna cum, baby”. You said as you felt my insides tensing up again. “No, I’m gonna cum first. Keep going, baby.” She commanded and you swore you were about to have your eyes roll back into your head.

You were slowing the pace down as you were so close and so sensitive, but Caroline was in charge and she started bouncing her hips picking the pace up. “Oh my god!” You yelled as she thrusted deeper and deeper with ever move. She was working her hips in ways you had never imagined. “Say my name babygirl.” She commanded. “Ah, yes, yes , Caroline please, please let me come!” You screamed loudly as she moaned. “No” she growled, “the other name.” And then it clicked for me. “Yes, daddy, yes please let me cum!!” You screamed as she was shaking, trying to hold herself back from cuming. “Please,” you screamed “only you can make me cum like this! Fuck, Caroline!” You screamed on the top of your lungs as you were seconds away from cuming. “Cum for me princess” Caroline growled as you came all over her cock in sync with her orgasm. She slowly stopped thrusting by going slower and slower with every move until our synched orgasms were over. You passed out next to each other, and you couldn’t believe what had just happened.

You turned to face her, and noticed that she looked a little bit taken back by her newly discovered side. You were both pretty out of breath as you laid next to each other. You had talked about boundaries one time when she was drunk, and agreed on a colour system if we ever needed one. She was laying on her back, staring upwards. “Color?” You suggested. “Orange” she motioned back. You jumped up immediately, and helped her unbuckle. Orange was different to us then to others. We had traffic light systems for during and for after sex. Green was no aftercare needed, Orange was that aftercare was highly wanted and red was that aftercare was pretty much required. You kissed her forehead, and rushed to the bathroom as you turned on the water to the bathtub. You grabbed a cold water from the fridge and dragged her along with you to the bathroom. She sat down first in the tub, and you sat down behind her guiding her to drink from the waterbottle. She relaxed in your arms as you kissed her head. You kept repeating how much you loved her, how beautiful she was and that she was safe. After a few mins of cuddles, she got back to herself. “Hi baby” you said as you smiled while she looked up on me. She smiled back. “Thank you Skatt.” She muttered and you hugged her tight. You sat in the tub for a while until she was ready to go to bed. As you turned around to walk to the bedroom, she tossed her jersey at you. “I like you better with my name” she said as she smiled knowing that one day, you were gonna have her lastname.

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