#carefuldosage ; sulli
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nicola figured she couldn't be blamed for her growing affection for sulli. the girl was a stellar assistant to have in the office, to be sure, but it was sulli's eagerness to ensure all of nicola's needs were taken care of that set her apart—whether that was a suddenly cleared calendar for an afternoon, or a nice, slow blowjob under nicola's desk to help her boss relax after a rough meeting. sulli's overnight stays at nicola's penthouse apartment were relatively new, but she was definitely earning her keep, nicola would have to admit, noticing the beginnings of breakfast on the kitchen counter. "well, any time except right after you drop those into the pan," nicola noted with a smile, nodding at the waiting bowl. "looks like my timing was perfect…" she kept her fingers stroking through bare folds as she spoke, humming in amusement at the wetness she could feel building in sulli's pussy already. "i'm guessing you won't mind if we work up a little appetite before breakfast, then," she teased over sulli's shoulder, finally curling two slender fingers to almost casually slide them inside her.
#carefuldosage#plss it's perf ty#no need to match length just feeling out the vibes yk#;; nicola ft. sulli; i
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"Stop squirming." He grips Sulli by the hip in warning as she sits on his cock, filling her fully as he flips through a few reports that he is supposed to read before his next meeting. But he doesn't stop his fingers from toying with the girl's clit, enjoying the clench of her muscles around him as he touches her. "I thought you said you were going to behave," he admonishes her, as though he is playing fair. "I think you want me to lose focus. I've been reading this same sentence for a minute."
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"Yes, it feels good like that." Lacey nodded, head tilting to give her a smile, before her gaze fell back to the screen. "Pleasurable pain is really something," she admits. "Being stretched like that, being enjoyed like that? Oh Sulli, the thought almost makes me shudder just watching."
sulli hung onto lacey's every word, mind torn between her in cousin beside her in real life and the scene that was playing out on the screen. even though they were cousins, they were clearly so different in their experiences. "yeah," she breathed out as lacey asked if she could see the screen-lacey's expression change. "pleasurable pain," she repeated. "and it just... it hurts but it feels good like that?"
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for @carefuldosage !!
"tell me, what can i do for you?" ezra's sleepy eyes blinked against the light of the kitchen. "what brings you here? it's fuckin-" he looked at his watch. "shit, four am. what's going on, sulli?"
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"Mmmm somebody is excited. What exactly did you tell Sulli was going to be going on here tonight?" Mysti said as she threaded her fingers into the other woman's hair and pulled her face closer to her cock. She winked at her promising as much pleasure as her body could take and more. "Arch your back and relax kitten. Speaking from experience once the head is in everything else is easy."
Enola scrunched her nose up at the other woman. She hadn't lied if that was what she was insinuating. The curvy beauty had promised the smaller woman a good time and a sexual experience that she'd never had before. Both of which were true since the two titans didn't often get together to entertain/use a third.
"I hate to say it but she's right darling. Plus once I get this tight pussy of yours properly broken in maybe you could even take the both of us at the same time." She said as she began to rub the broad head of her cock up and down Sulli's wet slit. Enola pushed forward a bit testing the resistance before going back to rubbing. She did this two or three times before firmly gripping the smaller woman's hip and pushing her head inside. "S-Shit....so fucking tight. You feel amazing gripping so damn tight. Rock your hips back into me. Let's see how much you can take.
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♡ — closed for @carefuldosage ,
callum looks up at her, lips curled into a smile. she had said her ex-boyfriend could never make her feel good... so as her best friend, he had felt obligated to assist. he slowly pumps two fingers inside her, skirt hiked up around her waist. he leans down between her legs, flickers his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves... before his fingers slow, a playful smirk on his lips. " you gotta use your words, sulli... tell me, does that feel good? "
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"you know...my friends love to talk about how sweet you are." slap. "how pretty you are." slap. "they say..." there's a pause, the bottle stilling and a chuckle leaving his lips. "oh, the things they say about you, sulli, baby." he starts back up, this time with harsher movements, as if the memory of their words has sparked something within him. "they're things that'd make most girl's skin crawl but you...you, baby...i bet you'd fucking love it. i bet you'd fuck yourself with this beer bottle if they just whispered their filthy little fantasies into your ear." and though his words seek to demean her, he also means them, knows just how much she enjoys being objectified and degraded even if she can't admit it aloud. "i bet - hell, i bet you'd even beg them to fulfill their desires." he shifts forward then, shoving the beer bottle so that the thick of it is pressing against her opening, threatening to force its way inside, free hand claiming a fistful of blonde locks and forcing her head to turn, to survey the room around her. "look at them, baby." each of them salivating over her like she was the finest meal they'd ever had the opportunity to dine on, visible bulges forming in pants, one cock even on display and shamelessly being stroked. "you want to show them a proper apology for ruining the game? want them to use you like a good little fuck doll?"
it hadn't taken long for sulli to wrap caleb's wants and needs around herself like a coat. most of the time she could be good for him without question simply for want of making him happy. her mind often prickled with embarrassment at the things he asked her to wear, but keeping him and his friends' snacks and drinks stocked was much easier. when she could focus on keeping him happy, it was easier to pretend that his friends' eyes didn't roam her body while she did. there was no way to pretend now, as her body shook on the coffee table and her cunt parted for a beer bottle.
she couldn't find her voice to answer him, but perhaps that was for the best as she wasn't sure whether he would have preferred to hear the truth or a lie. the truth was that it was hard, that she could barely believe that she was doing this, letting him do this to her, and yet the truth was also that, like always, she could not fathom telling him no. the bottle eased out, slow, even, and back inside her pussy. she could feel her cunt stretch around the cool glass. she couldn't see caleb, but she desperately hoped that he was pleased with her. the game broke for commercials and she could feel multiple sets of eyes on her. his command is bored, as if it's nothing special that she is on all fours in front of his friends with a beer bottle fucking into her glistening pussy. the slap against her ass jolted the bottle inside of her as she put her weight on only one of her hands as the other moved to push her shirt up over her breasts. "y-yes, d-daddy," she mumbled, compliant and earnest as she further exposed herself to the group, even though she was unused to saying the moniker in front of others. he hadn't told her to take the shirt off, so she didn't and instead kept it rucked up high on her chest, leaving her all but naked, on all fours on the coffee table with a beer bottle sticking out of her cunt. she had never felt more pathetic, and yet the impulse to tell him to stop never even occurred to her.
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adam knew the way he quickly changed his attitude would fuck with sulli’s head, and he felt a rush of delight at that thought. though sometimes adam didn’t do it on purpose that was just the kind of man he was, hot one minute and cold the next, that’s how he had always been. “good girl.” adam smiled while he pulled her close, letting her rest her forehead on his shoulder while he rubbed her back with one hand and the outside of her thigh with his other hand. adam could be nice, he truly could be, but it was rare, and usually only genuine when he felt like it, he wasn’t even sure himself if he was being genuine right now. he gently grabbed sullis chin and guided her to kiss him. “i love you.” he smiled.
adam leaned down pressing a kiss were he had pressed his cigarette only a few moments ago. “i know it hurts princess.” he chuckled whilst cupping her face with his empty hand he wiped her tears away his thumb before bringing his thumb to his mouth and licking away the salty liquid with a smirk. “shh.” adam gently rubbed her back pulling her close while he put his cigarette out in the ashtray, adam sat down on the couch pulling sulli into his lap. “shhh, daddy’s got you.” he said, conforting her from the pain he had caused her. adam rubbed her back while gently petting her hair with his free hand. “i know you’ll be my good girl.” he smiled bouncing his knee gently, as if he was comforting a child who had fallen down.
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Tilly pulled her hand back suddenly, with a frown. "I-I just," tears welled in her eyes and she sniffled, hand curling around her own side for a moment.
"I..I just wanted a cuddle."
"okay," sulli responded. she tried to focus on her breathing as her stepsister made herself comfortable. until the felt tilly's hand against her side. on her naked skin. sulli took a sharp breath in but made no move to dislodge tilly's hand. "tilly? you okay?" she asked into the darkness.
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"well, you are doing a pretty good job at learning the first thing," dom noted, little smirk teasing at her own lips as sulli's kissed at her fingertips. never in her wildest dreams did dom think she'd have a roommate so eager to be taught how dom liked her cock sucked, but here they were. "we might as well see if you can handle something a little more advanced… here, let's get comfortable." dom easily slid off the shorts she was wearing, then relaxed back in the corner of the couch and lifted one of her legs over the back of it. it was well past shameless, dom's thick cock on display against her stomach, but nothing sulli hadn't seen before. either way, their focus would be lower, this time, below her heavy balls, where the tight, sensitive star of muscle that was dom's ass waited for attention. "this part's getting a little familiar, at least, isn't it?" dom teased her roommate, patting her inner thigh in invitation for sulli's face to cradle. after all, this couch had started seeing a fair bit of action over the last few days. "can you see where i want your tongue?"
cheeks hollowed, pink lips wrapped around dom's fingers, and all sulli could do was shake her head no at her roommates question. the idea was filthy, though hot, now that it was in her mind but no one had ever really asked her to do that before. the fingers in her mouth have made her salivate around them, tongue swirled as if to mark how much more room she had in her mouth than the few times so far that she had taken dom's length there. sulli finally pulled her mouth off of dom's fingers to answer the other, though not before dropping an almost reverential kiss to their tips. "i'd... yeah, i'd like that, dom. i want to learn how to make you feel good."
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it should give her some sliver of empathy, to hear her sister cry out when she's so cruelly torn away her new toy — it doesn't. if anything, the distress that the actions cause her sister brings sloane a sick satisfaction, the knowledge that sulli was no longer in charge of her own pleasure — she was. even if she had left the room, had allowed the younger girl the privacy to go about her business, they'd both know the thing bringing her to climax was a toy purchased and gifted by sloane's own hands. "yeah? you love him?" her voice is a condescending coo, mocking her sister's words though she'd been the one to prompt them from her lips. "you are a whore, aren't you?" this time, her tone seems sweeter; as does the hand that comes to gently stroke back sulli's hair, the other keeping the bear firmly in place. "but that's why i think we should edge you a bit. if i allow a dirty little whore to just fuck her stuffie to climax anytime she wants, what's to stop her from doing it all day, every day? how do i know you won't do it in the middle of the kitchen while i eat? or in the living room while i have friends over?" she tsks disapprovingly at the thought, shaking her head. "i think me and your little friend need to teach you how to be a good girl. how to ask for it. how to earn it."
a hiss escaped through gritted teeth at the final slap to her ass, but it was the disappointed, whining groan as her sister stole the stuffed animal from between her legs that truly cemented how pathetic sulli was. "no!" blown pupils turned to stare at her sister. orgasm ripped from her before it could begin. she had thought that she was nothing to be so close to cumming in front of her sister while humping a stuffed animal, but now she knew that was only the beginning of what she would do for sloane to continue to degrade her. sulli watched as sloane opened her legs and she could see the tell-tale sign that she wasn't the only one affected by this. it made her empty cunt clench. the toy stared back at her as sulli watched it make its way between her sister's thighs before she looked back up to sloane's face. it didn't take long before she was obeying her sister's new commands. ass high up in the air, sulli closed the distance between them on her hands and knees, crawling toward the parted thighs of her sister as if they were the answer to all of her prayers. and perhaps they were. "please, sloane. i love him so much, i... i was so close, i'm such a fucking whore," she whispered as she moved closer. sulli lowered herself slowly, prepared to taste herself on the stuffed toy's fur.
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despite her sobs, atticus can feel how wet she's getting. her body reacting to every stimulation, to his fingers roughly flicking her clit, to his cock buried so deep inside of her. it only makes every thrust that much easier, that much better. for these next several minutes, she is not his sweet little neighbor; she will not be the innocent girl next door. she is his little whore, split open upon his cock.
he wraps the stocking around his hand another loop, then pulls. he watches the way her back arches, how tight she clenches around him. a whore and a bitch, led by a leash. his thrusts quicken at the thought. the hand on her clit lifts up, to press flat against her stomach. it both holds her in place and has the added advantage of allowing him to feel himself inside of her.
atticus allows himself a few more quick, harsh thrusts before he's forced to pull out. his breath is coming in quick gasps. he can feel the knot of his orgasm wound so tight it is close to bursting. but she won't get away that easily. he won't let her.
with his weight pressed into her hips, he takes his cock and slides it upwards. he rubs the head across her other entrance, circling the hole almost mockingly. the length is soaked now with her own lubricant. it won't provide easy passage, but it shouldn't tear, either. either way, she isn't escaping it as he begins to push himself inside her ass.
sulli regretted screaming the moment that it happened, but as the man shoved another pair of stockings into her mouth she wished with every fiber of her being that she had been strong enough to stay quiet. beyond the humiliation of her own pair of stockings against her teeth and tongue, the action forced the stranger's cock even deeper inside of her and his weight bore down on top of her small frame. she could feel the window biting into her stomach, but it was nothing in comparison to the feel of his large, throbbing cock deep inside of her cunt.
she felt like nothing. she couldn't believe when she felt the tug of the stockings and found that she had to lift her head up and thrust her chest out in the night air. her brain took a moment to comprehend what was happening, that he was using the fabric like a leash as if she were not even human, just a dog, owned by a stranger. she could only be grateful that her top half was still clothed.
her cries were muffled behind the stocking fabric as he slipped his hand back between her legs. one finger found her clit and she couldn't even thrash to stop him, trussed up and stuck in the window as she was. he was rough and quick, flicking her clit over and over again, and she sobbed against the stocking pressed to her eyes and inside of her mouth, even as she knew that she was starting to get wetter. that she was starting soak his cock.
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Part of the game was seeing how far he could get Sulli to go on her own. He nudges her in the right direction with a soft voice and sweet words, watching intently as she follows his lead. The drugs were fully in her system by now and he wraps a sure arm around her waist to keep her steady. There was still no resistance, and he smiled at her as she pinched at her nipple, like they weren't in a crowded room. "Oh, you are?" he matched her, whispering back to her like they were sharing a secret just for the two of them. "If that's how you usually are, I think it makes sense for you to take the rest of your clothes off." He said the words calmly, like it was a normal suggestion for the circumstances, but he didn't move, letting her make the decision.
she could barely understand the feel of brock's hands on her, moving her across his lap and against the growing bulge in his pants, let alone the feel of everyone else's eyes on them. sulli obediently lifted her arms up as the fabric of her shirt was pulled over her head. goosebumps raised on her sensitive, exposed skin and still she sat dutifully on brock's lap, pliant and happy. she was so high that her mind wandered before any of her thoughts could fully form. blown pupils looked up as he asked her a question. hands automatically traveled from her collarbones, across the fabric of her bra, down her stomach. the movement felt somehow simultaneously fast and slow to the tiny brunette. her left hand moved back up and pinched her nipple between her fingers. "i usually start here. and... then, well, i'm usually naked," sulli said with a giggle, voice quietening to a whisper.
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he couldn't place just how he was feeling at the moment. a part of him felt disgusted at the sight of her. a dripping mess. he could see her arousal spreading along her inner thighs mixed with what he could assume was cum from previous men who has used her hole. but at the same time, he would be lying if he doesn't admit just how turned on he was. which was quite fucked up considering she was his baby sister. "you need to cum, huh?" both hands pressed along her inner thighs, collecting the left over cum along her skin onto his fingers. once he had enough, he pushed three fingers into her gaping hole without a warning. "this what you want? you just want to cum? you don't even care whose fucking you?" he grunted, his fingers furiously moving in and out of her hole. dylan was quick to pull his fingers out. he wasn't that nice to let her cum so easily. he was still her big brother after all. and she needed to be punished for being a little cum slut. "i'm only gonna fuck you with my cock if you don't cum. but the second i feel you starting to cum on my dick, i'm leaving you here." he warned her. dylan took out his thick cock, letting her feel the heaviness of his girth as he pressed it along her folds. "do you understand, sulli?" he purposely used her name. he wanted her to know that he knew exactly who she was.
there were so many reasons, excuses, for the first time that sulli had made her way to this club. she'd always been so gullible, she knew, and her friends had taken advantage of that to trick her into it. saying that they were all going to do it, that it was so hot. then, they'd laughed at her after she actually went and told her that she was an idiot for believing them. so, yes, the first time had been a mistake. but the second? this, the third? but it was hot, the way that the men just used her, held onto her chained ankles as they fucked into her, not caring that countless others had just done the same. she came multiple times each visit to the club, but not yet this time. she'd taken cock after cock, and her pussy felt like it was raw, dripping with multiple men's cum as she lay there feeling more aroused than she ever had before.
her moment of reprieve seemed to be up though, as a voice spoke to her. her mind felt so far-gone, so focused on the need to orgasm, that even though there was a piece of her that felt like she should recognize the voice, she couldn't put it together. "yes," she moaned, even as she tried to pull away, too sensitive. his second question had only just registered when she felt the slap to her cunt and she screamed. "yes, yes, it hurts! please, i need to cum. please..."
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addison hummed at that quick, natural obedience, the warmth of a sleepy sulli starting to suck her off more than familiar. the setting of a cage might be new, but this was still how sulli started most of her days—addison's cock in her mouth within a minute of waking up, daddy's morning load expected to be her first order of business for the day. "mhm, there's a good pup," addison cooed, a light chuckle leaving her at the mix of sloppy, eager sucking and sulli wriggling her hips. she pressed her own hips flush to the cage, giving sulli her full shaft to work with. "you like that treat, don't you? bring that cute face right to the bars for me…" she'd need to work addison's cock down her throat for that, but addison knew it was a task sulli could handle—almost in her sleep. "daddy needs to fuck it."
grey-blue eyes blinked open as addison's voice permeated her sleepy fog. every time that addison had brought up caging her when she wasn't being useful, sulli had felt her cunt clench—sometimes around nothing because addison was fucking her ass or throat. when she'd actually shown her the cage, sulli's first thought was that it might not be very comfortable to actually sleep in there, but she'd never considered not crawling inside. and then she'd managed to sleep quite well, her brain slipping into a comfortable hum as she waited for addison to return. sulli lifted her head eagerly as addison pushed her massive length through the bars so that she could reach her. sloppily, she wrapped her lips around the head and immediately sunk down as far as she could manage. her ass wriggled in the air as if she really were just a little pup wagging her tail because she was being given her favorite toy.
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casey gasped in mocked shock at the accusation. "why, i'd never," she teased her friend. "not about anything serious, anyway…" her words trail off more softly once she realizes she's watching sulli actually strip off her top in front of her, just like she'd suggested. clearly she hadn't been the only one feeling the sexual tension ramp up between them lately. "oh, sulli's wearing something a little sexy." casey bit her lip at the sight of that white lace covering smooth skin. "how'd you know we'd be hanging out, i wonder… keep going, i'm definitely liking what i see so far."
sulli felt her face go hot at casey's words. they had just been joking around, or so she thought, given how much casey had been talking about having to look at sculptures and paintings of naked figures. but she would have been lying if she said that the idea of knowing if she measured up to the classical works casey was familiar with didn't appeal to her. sulli found herself standing and looking at casey sat in front of her. "you better not be messing with me," she said, though there was no heat in her voice, before pulling her shirt over her head to reveal her small a cups in a lacy white bralette.
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