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uluvjay · 8 months ago

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Thighs-M. Verstappen

Max Verstappen x fem! reader

In which Max always catches you staring at his thighs and finally does something about it

Warnings?; smut, thigh riding, cursing, kissing, pet names, slight degradation, slight overstimulation, i apologize for any errors I missed!

It was no secret that max had nice thighs, and it was no secret to your boyfriend how attracted you were to his thighs.

The Dutchman had caught you staring at them on multiple occasions yet any time he’d lock eyes with you, your head was snapping in the opposite direction with a growing blush on your cheeks.

However lately he’s caught your eyes locked on them a bit more than usual and since you weren’t going to do anything about, he would.

He had planned a nice dinner for the two of you, not giving you many details besides to keep it casual and to be ready by seven.

“Almost ready Schat?” He questioned as he passed by your vanity on the way to your walk in closet.

“Mhm, just have to get dressed.” You smiled up at him, head tipping back to rest on his stomach as he was stood behind your seated form.

“Me too.” He smiled back, leaning down to place a kiss to your hair before heading to the closet.

He had already seen your outfit laid out on the bed, a smirk forming on his face as he pulled out his own clothes but more importantly the jeans that were a bit tight around his thighs and always had your eyes locked on the thick muscles.

He hadn’t realized how long he had taken until you were calling out for him and asking if he was ready.

“Yeah I’m ready.” He called back, sliding on his shoes and pulling one of his jackets from a hanger.

He smiled as he exited the closet to find you stood in front of your floor to ceiling mirror touching up your lipgloss, dressed in jeans similar to his, a nice black sweater, heels, and the purse he’d gotten you for your birthday.

“You look gorgeous baby.” He praised.

“Thank you.” You blushed turning to face him.

Max smirked at your sharp intake of air as your eyes raked over his body, stopping at the denim that hugged his thighs.

“Everything okay Schat?”

“Huh?-oh um yeah.” You blushed, “You look very handsome.” You said smiling as you made way to him and placed a soft kiss to his lips.

You may have did your best to cover up the lust in your eyes but max had already caught the little sparkle.

“We better get going before we’re late.” You spoke up before turning around and heading downstairs.

The ride to the restaurant was tense to say the least, you could feel the desire growing in your stomach and the dull throb beginning between your legs.

Taking glances at Maxes thighs every chance you got, eyes lingering on them a bit too much and getting caught multiple times in the process.

Getting out of the tight sports car felt like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders and thankfully you and max had been sat across from one another allowing the dinner to be relaxing however, the throbbing in between your thighs never seemed to disappear.

The ride home was a bit better than before, you being able to calm yourself down and force the sinful thoughts of riding your boyfriends thighs until you physically couldn’t go anymore to the back of your mind.

Max walked into your shared apartment first, greeting your screaming cats first before they moved onto you, rubbing their soft bodies against your legs.

“Hi my babies.” You greeted the bengals.

You moved to set your purse down on the entryway table, kicking off your tight heels with a sigh of relief

“Baby?” Max called, “can you come here for a second?”

You followed his voice into the living room, stopping in the doorway as you found his legs spread wide, jacket thrown on the opposite side of the couch while he looked at you with an evil smirk.

“Y-yeah?” You questioned.

“Come here” he spoke softly but you could hear his lustful rasp hidden below.

You made your way to stand in between his still spread legs, a gasp escaping you as his large hands reached for the button and zipper of your jeans.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking care of something.” He mumbled, eyes not bothering to look up as he pulled the denim down your legs revealing you dark blue thong.

He reached a hand out instinctively as you stepped out of your jeans before pulling you down on top of him by the hand you had placed in his for balance.

He positioned your body to rest over one of his thighs, a cocky smirk forming at the way you whimpered when your lace covered cunt came into contact with it.

“Max what’s going on?” You questioned your boyfriend once again.

“You’re going to ride my thigh until you cum, I’ve seen the way you look at them baby, I know you want to do it.”

You couldn’t help the moan that bubbled out at his words, he knew you better than you knew yourself at this point, always knowing exactly what you wanted or needed without you even having to vocalize it.

“Bu-“

“No buts Schat, now be a good girl and get yourself off on my thigh.” He instructed as he leaned back into the couch, strong arms spreading along the back of the couch.

You did as you were told, allowing your aching and dripping cunt to begin moving back and forth starting with a small momentum.

However that didn’t last for long as the new sense of pleasure took over your body and soon your hips were moving shamelessly as you humped your boyfriend’s thigh.

Max was truly struggling to control himself, watching as whimpered on top of him, the wet spot that had formed below you no doubt ruining his jeans but he could care less.

Not when your head was thrown back in pure ecstasy, and your freshly manicured nails began to claw at his expensive shirt.

“Doing so good Baby..this is what you’ve been wanting right? To hump my thigh like a little bitch in heat?” He taunted.

You hated how your pussy clenched at his dirty words, but after all it was the truth.

“Yes, fuck yes max..feels so good.” You whined, opening your eyes to stare down into his blue ones.

That’s when he snapped, one of his hands coming to tangle in your hair before tugging you down and slamming his lips against yours in a hot kiss.

His tongue pushed its way into your mouth, leaving you no room to protest as his mouth dominated yours leaving you breathless on top of him.

You were both panting by the time he pulled away, his lips trailing down your throat as he left wet kisses around your skin followed by small nips.

“max I’m getting close.” You breathed, hips beginning to stutter as you could feel the fire in your lower stomach intensifying.

“Yeah? Gonna come for me pretty girl?”

“Fuck!..yes max, so close.” You cried loudly hips noticeably slowing as you did your best to keep up with your previous pace and the overpowering pleasure taking over your body.

Max dropped his hands to your hips, holding on tight at he guided your body over the thick muscle, repeatedly clenching and unclenching it to add more pressure to your sensitive cunt.

You cried out as your high overtook your body, mind going fuzzy as you slumped against max, thighs and body shaking as he continued working you through your high.

You whimpered into his neck as he slowly brought his movements to an end, finally stopping when your hand shot out to grip his wrist and a pathetic whimper fell from your mouth.

“I know baby, I know..did so good for me.” He praised as he placed kissed to the side of your head, holing your panting body close to his strong one.

You two sat like that for awhile until you finally pulled yourself away from his chest and pulled him into a slow and loving kiss, thanking him for giving you what you needed.

“That was so good.” You mumbled against his lips before pulled away.

“Yeah?”

“Mhm.” You nodded bashfully, a deep blush growing on your lips.

“Could have done it a long time ago if you would’ve just asked instead of hiding it.” He spoke softly reaching a hand up to stroke your cheek, his heart warming as you leaned into his palm.

“I know..but something tells me we’ll be doing it quite often now.” You smirked.

“Oh will we?” He smirked right back, his lustful gaze quickly returning.

“We most certainly will be.” You giggled, dipping down to pull him into a hot kiss.

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briseroyawritingsblog · 2 months ago

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𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒂

• 𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒎𝒂𝒏!𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

+18 minors do interact.

@divider by @anitalenia

• Oldman Logan who often finds himself gazing at you when you talk and explain things with your hand gestures because his heart is hammering against his chest.

• Oldman Logan who never looks at other women because they are nonexistent to him. He keeps your picture in his limo while he works and during breaks he calls you. He doesn’t go without messaging you few times a day before coming home.

• Oldman Logan who compliments you, touches your hands in his and rubs them together kissing them because for him you’re a goddess, his wife, his Angel who takes care for him. His words flutter your heart and you can’t even explain how much you love him. Only show him everyday by cooking for him, making sure your little house is clean, doing his laundry because you want to do it all. But most of all… you love to spend time with him.

• Oldman Logan who allows you to sit on his lap, when he reads. Be it newspapers, books or anything else. You sit on his thigh and cuddle yourself close to him. His arm is always around you and keeps you close.

• Oldman Logan who is often haunted by nightmares and bad dreams so he often passes out in his armchair, but you always wake him gently taking his hand leading him back to the bed. He then snuggles close to you, hiding his face against your neck having your arms and legs around him. Like that he doesn’t growl, or awakens suddenly from a bad dream. You make it all go away

• Oldman Logan whose body is not as young anymore, his skin is littered with scars and his healing factor is very slow. You kiss away his worries and he lets you. Your kissing warms his chest so much.

• Oldman Logan who rarely takes control during your lovemaking, he lets you on top because he aches but wants to be inside of you so much that he lets out soft groans and whimpers when you ride him. He loves watching you, holding you, running his big palms over your young body appreciating your beauty. You’re whimpering at the size of him and it doesn’t matter how many times you’ve taken him.

• Oldman Logan who gets happy, when you get him a new pack of cigars. He gets you flowers in return. He gets you flowers, chocolates and everything you love because he pays attention to small details very often because actions speak louder than words.

• Oldman Logan who comes home with new wounds, because people like to annoy him and fight him and it always ends badly. He hates seeing you cry when you clean away his wounds, and see the bullets in the sink as he pushes them out by himself growling in pain and his hands tremble. Your heart breaks and he doesn’t want you to see how weak he is when he is wounded. But despite all that you nurse him, and never leave his side. And he thinks he’s the luckiest man alive for that—

• Oldman Logan who seeks your kisses, when you bath together. He loves having you turned with your back towards him as he sits behind you. His large arms curl around you and he can listen to you talking for hours. He sits there with you and smiles. Sometimes he talks, but physical touch is one of his love languages for sure.

• Oldman Logan who loves when you dress up for him and give him a little show while he smokes his cigar in his armchair and you act like you’re on a catwalk. He loves all of them dresses and praises you. How lovely and gorgeous you look, he wears his glasses to see you better and even attempts to take photos of you in his phone. Your giggles and smiles bright up his world. You’re the light in his darkness.

• Oldman Logan who protects you with his life and that last bit of the strength he has. He doesn’t leave your side, and you’re the luckiest woman on earth for that. He helps you out and cares for you just as much you care for him. Because gosh… you’re two fools in love with each other.

• Oldman Logan who is definitely a husband material so ♾️/10 ;)

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helaintoloki · 5 months ago

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Family Dinner

pairing: Five x reader ft the Hargreeves siblings

warnings: the usual Hargreeves siblings chaos

notes: fulfilling a request asking for a shy!reader meeting Five’s siblings for the first time. it was actually very hard squeezing in so many characters into one piece

summary: despite trying his best to avoid it, Five is forced to introduce you to the family

The last thing Five wanted was for you to meet his family. If he could, he’d do everything in his power to keep you away from the chaos and stupidity that was his siblings forever. He didn’t need them overwhelming you with their quarreling or reminding you of how utterly tumultuous his home life was, and he felt an unwavering need to keep you separate from the Umbrella Academy. You were the one thing he didn’t have to share with his siblings, the one thing he had earned on his own without his powers, and the one thing that was normal in his life. He would do anything to keep his life from tainting your innocence by all means.

The discovery of your existence by his family had been completely accidental. When visiting his new apartment for the first time, Allison and Klaus had stumbled upon a framed photograph that Five had forgotten to stow away before their arrival. In the frame was a beautiful girl with kind features and a gentle smile, her arms lovingly draped around Five’s neck as he held her to his side and forced a lopsided grin for the camera. They knew Five had always hated photos, but it seemed here that he was willing to set aside his disdain for being photographed to please this mystery girl.

“What are you two looking at?” Five demanded after stumbling upon them staring down at the frame. Eyes widening when he realizes just exactly what the two are looking at, he quickly snatches the photo from Klaus’s grasp and holds it protectively against his chest. “I can’t believe this, I was gone for two minutes and neither of you could manage to stay out of my things.”

“Why didn’t you tell us you had a girlfriend?” Klaus asks, voice laced with mock offense as he clutches at his chest to mimic being wounded.

“The details of my personal life are none of your concern,” Five grits through clenched teeth, his tone dripping in annoyance at their snooping and frustration at being caught red handed. How could he have been so sloppy? Five had always been meticulous about every minute detail and keen at covering his tracks when needed, and yet he had failed to protect the most important secret he held.

“She’s gorgeous,” Allison tells him in hopes of assuaging her agitated brother, “and she looks really sweet. Why would you hide something like this?”

“This may come as a shock to you, Allison, but you guys aren’t exactly great at first impressions,” he explains condescendingly with a tight lipped smile, doing his best to hold back the urge to use more colorful language and insults. “The last thing I need is for you guys to start hashing out old childhood issues in front of her and scare her off.”

“Ouch, okay, noted,” she replies with a displeased frown. “But that’s still no excuse to keep your relationship a secret. I know we’re not always the most reliable bunch, but obviously this girl is important to you, Five, and if that’s the case then she’s important to us, too. Just give us a chance to prove ourselves- bring her to my place Friday for dinner so we can all get introduced.”

Five is silent as he mulls over Allison’s offer, doubt clear on his features as he considers all the possible ways a family dinner with you could go. While there are a million ways for it to go wrong, he’s able to acknowledge the plausibility of it being a success. As much as he hated to admit it, his sister did have a point. They weren’t always completely unreliable, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t think spending time with his siblings could actually be pleasant at times. And it’s not like you haven’t been questioning him already about his family and the details of his childhood. Perhaps it was time to finally bite the bullet.

“You get one chance,” Five finally relents in a firm tone, pointing his finger at them both in warning. “Do not screw this up.”

“How exciting!” Klaus gasps with an enthusiastic clap of his hands. “Oh, I have the perfect dish for this occasion.”

As Allison and Klaus immediately begin to discuss the details of Friday’s dinner, Five can only force himself to quell his panic as best as possible and hope that you’re able to stand his family.

~~~

You fidget nervously with the pendant of your necklace as Five swiftly parks the car in front of Allison’s home. It’s beautiful, and by the looks of the warm lights that glow through the window it seems the festivities have begun. Despite your boyfriend having already turned off the car, you make no attempt to move, prompting Five to reach over and gently take hold of your hand in his.

“Don’t worry,” he assures you in the softest voice he can manage. “These idiots are more worried about impressing you than you are about impressing them.”

“They’re not idiots, they’re your siblings,” you reprimand him gently before finally mustering up the courage to step foot out of the car. “And despite how much you act like they annoy you I know you really care about them. I just want it to go well is all.”

Five can’t really argue with that- sometimes he hates how easily you’re able to read him. It’s a feat not many can accomplish, and yet you managed to do so in record time. It’s also just another thing he adores about you; you see him like no one has before, and your gentle nature and levelheadedness perfectly balance out his tense and combative personality. You’re good for him, and he hopes his siblings see the good in you too.

The door swings open before you can press the doorbell and immediately you find yourself being pulled into the tightest hug of your life. A gasp of surprise leaves you at the sudden intrusion, and it takes everything in Five to resist the urge to immediately pry his sister off of you. He stares daggers at her innocent smile behind your back, but she merely waves him off before pulling away to look at you.

“It is so good to finally meet you!” She exclaims cheerfully, excitement clear in her tone. “I’m Allison. Come in, come in.”

You aren’t able to get in a word edge-wise as the woman practically drags you into her home and begins to show you around. A pleasant smelling aroma fills the house from the food that cooks in the kitchen, and animated chatter drifts throughout the hallways as the siblings gather and catch up on each other’s lives.

“Please make yourself at home and let me know if you need anything at all.”

“Thank you, a-and thank you for having me,” you offer with a meek smile, your hands nervously wringing together in front of you. “I’ve heard so much about you all and it’s finally nice to put faces to the names. I’m y/n.”

“Well then, welcome to the family y/n,” Allison notes with a wink before disappearing into the kitchen. You almost jump in surprise when you feel Five’s hand rest against your lower back as he leads you into the living room to meet the rest of his siblings.

“Ready to enter the lion’s den?” He whispers under his breath, and for a moment you genuinely can’t decipher whether or not he’s joking.

Three men and a woman sit on the couch animatedly discussing the contents of the television show playing on the screen before turning silent at your arrival. The sudden attention makes you nervous, your throat drying up as you harshly swallow down your anxiety.

“Luther, Diego, Lila, I’d like to introduce you to my… girlfriend,” Five utters after clearing his throat, obviously not familiar with the process of introducing a partner to family. He was still fairly new at this relationship stuff and still struggled at times with opening up. If he didn’t care about you so much he probably wouldn’t even bother, so you appreciate his efforts. “Y/n, these are my brothers and my sister-in-law.”

“Girlfriend, huh? This is certainly an upgrade from the last one,” Diego teases with a wry chuckle.

“Wasn’t the last one a mannequin?” Lila prompts with a raised brow much to Five’s dismay.

“Shut it,” he warns through clenched teeth, heat crawling up his neck at the mention of Delores. Leave it to those two to bring up his past at the worst time.

“A mannequin?” You repeat unsurely, your features contorted in confusion. Five’s eyes widen in panic, but Luther is quick to change the subject on Five’s behalf.

“It’s nice to see Five with someone for a change,” he notes with a nervous chuckle in hopes his comment redirects your attention off of the previous topic. “How did you two meet?”

“I work at a coffee shop in town,” you explain with a sheepish smile, and Five visibly relaxes beside you as you start to recount the beginnings of your relationship. A crisis has been avoided thanks to Luther, and for once Five is grateful for his brother’s conversational skills. “I was the only one who could make his coffee exactly the way he liked it, so he became a regular and would stop by every time I was working. We got to talking, one thing led to another, and, well, here I am.”

“Well, I for one think you are much too good for him,” Lila points out to the boy’s annoyance, “but seeing him less uptight and ornery is a pleasant change.”

“Thank you for that lovely observation, Lila,” Five retorts sarcastically with a roll of his eyes before escorting you out of the living room before the woman can embarrass him any further.

“Did you really date a mannequin?” You whisper curiously only for Five to immediately redden at your question.

“Let’s not hash out my dating history just right this second,” he instructs you before entering the dining room where a man has just finished setting down a heavy centerpiece on the table while another watches.

“Hmm, a little more to the left,” the one with curly hair and heavy eyeliner instructs while scrutinizing its placement. His eyes glance over the table before landing on you and Five in the doorway, and he immediately gasps before rushing over to greet you. “You must be y/n! Oh, it is so lovely to meet you. I’m Klaus, Five’s favorite brother, of course.”

“I don’t ever recall saying that,” Five points out with a raised brow and amused smile. Klaus simply rolls his eyes and waves his brother off with a tsk.

“You don’t have to, I can see it in your face,” he dismisses before returning his attention to you. “And that handsome man over there is our sweet brother Viktor.”

“Hey,” Viktor offers with a timid smile and small wave. “Nice to see you, welcome to family dinner.”

“Thank you,” you reply gratefully, “it’s nice to finally meet you all.”

“Well, not all of us. A certain someone thinks he’s too good for family dinner,” Klaus huffs in annoyance before turning his attention back to the centerpiece. “Does that look centered to you?”

“It looks perfect. I love the arrangement you’ve made,” you compliment much to Klaus’s delight.

“Finally someone with taste!” He gasps before draping an arm around you much to Five’s dismay and guiding you back to the kitchen. “Come, come little one, you can help me pick which napkins to use.”

Watching your figures disappear into the hallway, Viktor glances at Five before stating, “I don’t think you’ll be getting her back for a while.”

“Trust me, I’m aware,” the boy sighs in displeasure before heading towards Allison’s liquor cabinet for a drink.

~~~

Much to Five’s surprise, dinner goes off without a hitch. The food is lovely, the conversation is pleasant, and despite your usually shy demeanor you were able to open up rather quickly to his siblings. It was obvious the family took a great liking to you, and his original worries about them scaring you off had been proven irrational and untrue.

From his seat on the couch Five watches as you animatedly converse with Luther and Klaus about a new bakery that just opened up in town, your smile never once leaving your face and their interest in your words never once dwindling. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen you talk this much, and the sight brings a comfortable warmth to his chest at seeing you happy.

“See? This wasn’t so bad, was it?” Allison goads with a pleased smile. “Everyone had a nice time and y/n fits right in.”

“As much as I hate to say it, I’m sorry for doubting you,” Five relents with a soft smile. “This was nice.”

“And we like y/n, so don’t mess this up,” Lila warns him with a facetious shove to his shoulder. Annoyed by her words, Five rolls his eyes and shrugs away from her touch before refocusing his gaze on you. Your eyes meet for a brief second as you glance out into the living room, and you flash him a quick smile before looking back to Klaus who enthusiastically grabs hold of your hands and begins to demand a trip to the bakery with you while Luther attempts to insert himself into the plan. Despite how annoying his family can be at times, he’d be lying if he said it didn’t bring a smile to see his face to see them all get along with the girl he loves.

“Trust me,” he utters carefully, his voice so uncharacteristically tender it takes the two women by surprise, “I’ll do anything to keep her around for as long as I live.”

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rhaeheartzsquirrelz · 29 days ago

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Magic Mouth

Ellie Williams x Reader

Smut w no plot

Warnings: Sex (durr): fingering, praise, thigh-riding, ass gripping/slapping, pussy slapping, biting, oral, (r! receiving) and scratching. (e!receiving)

A/N: I have so many ideas. Omg. Watch me go into writers block. 😐😐😐😐

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You were sat on the couch, legs spread as you straddled your girlfriend’s thigh. Completely bare and naked, a towel under the two of you to prevent making a mess. Ellie’s warm hands gripped your hips, guiding you to rub your clit against her skin and you couldn’t keep yourself from the lewd noises that escaped your wet lips.

Heart pounding, breath heavy, you’ve been making out with your girlfriend for about ten minutes now. Her tongue never seemed to get enough, always desperate for more contact. Ellie was a needy ‘fucker, wanting to feel your heated skin everywhere as she had you press your chest against hers. Arching into her touch, you could feel her heartbeat. It was fast as ever, skipping a few beats occasionally. She even let slip, barely audible, whimpers and whines, each one sent a jolt to your core.

“You’re too sweet..” She whispered out. You, gasping for air, pull back to find her completely into it. Brows furrowed, eyes low and dark with her lips soaked. Spit ran down to her chin before she wiped it off with that veiny hand of hers. The one she could make you scream with. Before you could respond, her lips crashed against your neck and you immediately responded with a soft, whiny moan. “Damn responsive, aren’t ‘cha?”

Yeah, and what about it? It wasn’t only the fact that her teeth were biting into your flesh, sucking it and marking you off as hers, it was the sensation between your thighs that made you weak and vulnerable. The feel of Ellie’s warm thigh against your dripping cunt. You could feel the pulse, the throb. You needed more than this sweet friction, you needed rough and fast.

Your hips continuing their sway, Ellie’s hands travelled to your ass and gripped. Tightly and Firmly. Still guiding you, she made you fasten your grinding. The sensation then hit you, your head lowered to find your girlfriend’s lips closed around your nipple. Her cheeks flushed as she sucked and bit down, causing you to gasp in pain and pleasure. Digging into her shoulders with your nails, you watched as she worked. It was different than just feeling. The way her green eyes locked onto yours, showing you she was enjoying this just as much you were. It was thrilling.

Every touch sent a shiver down your spine, even to your heated core. Then, before you could see it coming, you let out a cry. The intensity of the shock travelled through every nerve of your body, it would last for a few seconds. Hips shuddering as you lowered your head to rest against the side of your girlfriend’s. Arms wrapped around her neck as you scratched your nails onto her back. She didn’t stop her play with your bud, her tongue coming to feel around until you slowly came back from your orgasm. As if it didn’t hurt, Ellie chuckled with satisfaction before gripping your waist and laying you down on your back.

As she hovered over you on one muscular arm, her lips curled into a smile as she watched your face. Staring at every detail on it, pleasure evident with your rosy cheeks, parted lips, lidded eyes, and heavy breathing. You were gorgeous, and she adored every inch of you. Inside and out. Although you loved how observant she was, it made you self conscious. Fidgety and nervous at the thought of Ellie noticing your flaws— which, there were none of.

Lowering herself, your girlfriend’s freehand travelled down to your cunt. Spreading your legs before placing her two fingers to your entrance. “You have.. absolutely no idea how pretty you are..” Her words were full of pure adoration and lust. With a nervous smile, you, again, wrap your arms around her neck and kiss your way up to her jaw. “Mm..” Was her hummed out response. Right before her slender fingers shoved into your cunt, leaving you to gasp and hold tightly.

“Keep doing that..” She whispered out, and you did exactly that, sucking onto the skin of her neck as Ellie’s fingers curled into you and hit your weak spot. That heavenly feeling of your g-spot being rubbed against, it was too good. So much so that you were moaning like crazy, soft curses rolled off your tongue.

“There you go, you’re being so good for me..” She praised, excitement in her voice as she burried her face into your neck. Inhaling your sweet, yet bold, scent. You couldn’t keep it together.

Sex was quick with Ellie, your orgasms were like a electricity, intense, like nothing you’d ever experienced before. “Ellie.. fuck, I’m close..” Every rub, every curl of her fingers sent a sensation through you. Not to mention the way she was breathing against your neck, distractingly adding to the pleasure of it all. To the thrill of it all.

“Just a little longer, can you do that, Baby?” Words mumbled out, “Hold on me for me?..” The living room’s silence was broken by you, Ellie, and the sound of your wet cunt. You sounded like macaroni. How could you not listen to your girlfriend when she had that soft yet dominating tone. It, almost, made you cum.

“Yeah, yeah.. I can do that..” Restraint and desperation in your tone as you spoke, your nails were beginning their dig into your girlfriend’s flesh. You felt her smile from your neck.

Your retraints were tested when Ellie’s fingers fastended and rubbed harder. Too hard. It made your eyes roll back and you found yourself biting down into her shoulder. Nails scratching her back further as you felt yourself tipping over the edge, tipping into a trance of pleasure and shock. You tried your best to keep your orgasm back, but as soon as Ellie’s teeth sunk into your neck you couldn’t anymore.

With your nails running down her back, face burried into her shoulder, and your body writhing, you had disobeyed your girlfriend. Slowly but surely you realized you’d came, without permission. With a slap on your cunt, an arm wrapped around your waist before she pullled you flush against her chest. “So?.. now we’re doing what we want?” Her voice lower, it held a hint of.. something and it made your shiver. “Ell-“ “I wanna do what I want.” She interrupted, “You wanna be real bold, don’t ya’? I can be just as bold back.”

With that, she pulled you to straddle her lap. It was a quick and effortless movement, causing you to squeak. Ellie, laying on the couch, gave you a pat. “On my face, c’mon.” Her demand was making you nervous, flustered. Hesitantly, you shifted to where your pussy was to her mouth. You’d left her lap wet with your cum. “Mm, atta girl.” As embarrassing as it was to sit on your girlfriend’s face, you’d found out it was her favourite position. The way she’d grip your thighs, ass, even your tities. The way she’d humm out in praise and worship. Don’t get yourself started on the way she glared at you while her tongue slid into your cunt.

Well, that’s exactly what she was doing now. Veiny hands gripping the sides of your thighs, her tongue delved deep into you before her lips curled around your clit. Sucking, nipping, and even teasing. With nothing to hold onto, you were forced to lean backwards and keep yourself stable with the help of your sore, weak arms. Soon enough, everything around you would come crumbling down. That was all thanks to Ellie’s magical mouth.

“You’re soaked.” She chuckled out, the sound was more of a huff than a solid noise. She wasn’t wrong. Your cum was dripping down her chin and making it’s way onto her neck. God, when did you get so.. sensitive? “All.. thanks to that— ..that mouth..” You smiled out, biting back a moan before meeting Ellie’s green eyes. She shook her head with amusement, completely forgetting you’d just disobeyed her and came without permission.

One thing about Ellie: She couldn’t stay mad at you for longer than ten minutes.

“It’s workin’ real hard, Sugar..” You knew she was trying her best to be.. well, the best. She was the only woman on this earth who could make you cum like the way you were now. And, Ellie was damn proud of that.

“Lemme focus on this makin’ you cum, alright?” Her lips fighting back a smile as your girlfriend continued her journey to making you release.

And, as expected, it didn’t take long for that to happen. With a few minutes of sucking and teasing, you were a writhing mess. Head rolled back as you whimpered out soft curses. The orgasm taking over your vulnerable body.

By the end of it all, your body was worn and dazed. Never did you think you’d so damn lucky with a girlfriend who knows all the right spots to hit. All the spots that get you moaning, whining, even crying.

Oh! And don’t get yourself started on the fact that the only reason you got your nails freshly done was because of Ellie. French tips or not, your girlfriend would pay a million dollars for them. Why? Because she liked being scratched up. Having a part of the lewd moment to carry around and show off.

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omg please write more dilf!rafe !!! Im becoming obsessed. I want more details of moms whos crushing om him at games and more about the kids and ofc smut between wifey and dilfy

to be his wife 😭😍

The stares that Rafe got as he walked through the crowded football stadium was something that he was used to. He didn’t mind either as of course he had always been a little cocky. He was gorgeous to look at with his towering height, ocean eyes, and white smile that he didn’t show often but when he did, it could make someone fall in love.

He was off limits and everyone knew that. Some of the moms couldn’t help but ogle him as he stood on the sidelines cheering his son on. He had just gotten a haircut after work, so his buzz was fresh. His clothes always fit just right against his muscular body, and they could only imagine what was underneath all of it. Of course they were envious of you, everything about you they wanted to have. Especially when it would be halftime and he would come climbing up the bleachers to greet you with a sweet kiss. He definitely wasn’t going to embarrass his kids, but his lips definitely lingered for a little longer than they should have.

“The kids are gonna be gone tonight. Yeah? I know you love to scream.” He rasped in your ear, pulling back with a dirty smirk.

With your daughter spending the night at a one of her cheer friend’s house and your son hanging out with a few of his teammates, Rafe kept his promise like you knew he would. Your hair was wrapped tightly around his fist, his other large hand pressed down into your back as he fucked you deep. You were thankful the kids weren’t home as you couldn’t control the moans and cries that were coming out of your mouth.

“Yeah that’s shit you like, ain’t it baby?” His voice low and breaths quick as he made you take his heavy cock. Your ass smacked against his toned stomach with each thrust, your cunt coating his length in a delicious sheen.

You gasped, your moans increasing the harder he hit your sweet spot. Your manicured nails dug into the expensive duvet that you were about to make a mess on if he didn’t stop. Not that you wanted him to as he made you feel so fucking good. He tightened the grip on your hair and brought you up for your back to meet his toned chest. “Gonna cum all over daddy’s cock? Fuck… you’re so fucking good to me baby. You deserve to be fucked and filled all goddamn night.” He mumbled into your neck, tongue grazing your damp skin as he felt you start to squirt.

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