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cw: fingering (r!receiving), public sex

ellie had been staring at you for a good minute. you were sitting on the floor at this frat party, the music was loud enough that the house vibrated, the led lights were blaring, and the corner you were tucked into seemed like the only spot away from all of it. you could feel ellie’s eyes locked on you, glaring into the side of your face. this hadn’t been your first time seeing her, you’ve actually had one small interaction before. even though it was just her asking for a pencil.

when you finally looked over to her direction, you saw that she wasn’t standing alone. abby—ellie’s girlfriend—had been right next to her, arm draped across ellie’s waist. ellie’s face lit up into a tipsy smile as she motioned over to the bathroom. abby raised her brows, yet followed ellie to the bathroom. your gut told you not to, yet the curious part of your brain wanted to. ellie wasn’t bad looking, and neither was abby.

the curious part of your brain won.

when you entered the bathroom, ellie and abby were leaning against the sink. ellie’s eyes lit up once again, and she then reached out for your waist. “didn’t think you’d actually come..” she drunkenly giggled. suddenly, ellie lifted you onto the counter, stepping between your legs. her face was so, so close to yours. “at least close the damn door before pouncing on her like that.” abby scoffed, shutting the door and locking it. ellie looked over, cheeks flushing with embarrassment, “sorry, babe.” she said before immediately turning back to you.

as you and ellie started to kiss, you felt abby tilting your head, her warm lips pressing against the nape of your neck. you let out a noise of pleasure, leaning into the two girls. ellie’s hand moved from your waist to under your shirt, her hand exploring your stomach. meanwhile, abby moved her hands downward. she looked up at you for approval, waiting for your signal. you pulled away from ellie to let out a shaky, “yeah..go ahead.” before ellie pulled you back in.

abby left your underwear hanging onto your ankles, yet she wasted no time. she slowly entered one finger for now, noting how wet you already were. she curled her finger inside of you and then pulled it out. “a-abby..don’t tease me please..” you begged. abby hummed, “such a desperate little thing, hm?” then, abby plunged back in with both fingers. “mm..yes, right there!” you moaned, your legs trembling. ellie leaned in, sucking on your neck just like abby had done. “hold still, pretty girl..” she murmured, her hands finding their way to your thighs and squeezing them. she pulled your legs further apart.

abby’s digits were soaked. the bathroom was filled with the sound of her fingers attacking your sloppy pussy. you were so close, slick was dripping down your thighs. “what a mess.” abby scoffed, her fingers slamming inside you roughly—so rough it made your body hitch. suddenly, a flurry of knocks on the door made the three of you freeze. “yo! hurry the fuck up, people gotta piss!” the person yelled through the door. “shit..” ellie whispered. the two of them quickly helped you get dressed before you all finally left the bathroom.

"you're so fucking tight."

"is this fun, baby? do you like playing with mommy?"

"shhh... i'm not done yet, honey. its okay, you’re okay."

“fuck your ass feels so good sweetheart”

“look how puffy and red you are sweetheart, how cute”

‘so sticky already, just for me?”

feeling your hips buck unconsciously, searching for anything. my hands coming down to your thighs and digging in there, not enough to hurt..just to make you focus.

“did i say you could move puppy?” my voice slow, and your throat worked around a swallow. shaking your head, just once. i hummed, nails scraping slowly up..tracing your hips, your stomach. my finger tilting your chin up, watching you move slow..like you were wading through water. blinking up, already hazy..eyes half lidded.

“you’re nothing but a toy to me puppy, understand?” i hummed, my hips rocking again, another noise escaping when i felt the tip of your strap press against my clit. already so wet.

“y-yeah,” you breathed, hands shaking..just barely as they fisted the sheets. you wouldn’t touch, not until i said you could. such a well trained puppy.

a few more movements and you were begging, “please..please let me-“ you whined, brows furrowed while you watched my pussy, so so wet, making your strap glisten.

“let you what? this isn’t about you.” i reminded you, and you let out the most deliciously, needy whine.

taking it in my hand and shifting my weight up, moaning as i lowered myself down onto you. hearing you groan just from the sight, the way my breath hitched, lips parted and eyes rolled back.

“fuck puppy, you feel so good.” i whimpered, a pathetic little noise escaping you. nodding eagerly. ignoring your own wetness between your thighs. “so so good,” i praised.

a few more moments and my hands found yours, interlacing them at first. then, guiding them to my hips, feeling the way they trembled softly when you came in contact with the soft flesh there.

a quiet “fuck” escaping your lips and i let you rock up into me once, twice. poor thing, you couldn’t help it could you? so needy.

“fuck..f-fuck, gonna,” i breathed, my body moving faster..almost erratic. yours eyes dark, pupils blown. watching me use you. “gonna cum, oh my god i’m-“ i whimpered, legs shaking..tightening around you.

my cum dripping down your cock, coating my thighs and your own, mixing with your wetness there. so pathetically desperate. your thumbs rubbing small circles on my hips as my movements slowed,

my eyes finally fluttered open, half lidded and thoroughly fucked..hand finding your jaw, thumbing across your cheek..watching you for a moment.

I can hear their shaky breathing, I was sat up on the bed, naked.

your hands shaking, hovering over me, staring. your pupils blown, only a sliver of your iris still visible.

"You can touch baby." I grin, taking your hands softly, placing your hands on my chest, watching your shoulders finally drop.

I grab your chin, gently, pulling you up to my lips, kissing you softly.

I can feel one of your hands kneading at my boob, your either hand moving around my body, sliding over my waist, grazing over my stomach, wanting to touch all of me.

You pulled back from the kiss for just a moment, your eyes grazing over my whole body.

like, my shirt is pushed up and they’re playing with my chest

pressing a vibrator against your clit through your underwear. holding it there. feeling the warmth of you through the fabric immediately.

“count for me.” bringing my hand down once.

“one.” your voice already unsteady.

rubbing the spot slow. pressing the vibrator a little firmer. feeling you squirm.

bringing my hand down again.

“two.” breathier this time.

feeling the wet spot spreading through your underwear against my thigh. the fabric getting warmer. damper with every second the vibrator sits against you.

“three.”

pulling your underwear to the side. pressing the vibrator directly against your bare clit now. feeling you gasp. the difference immediate. your whole body responding to the direct contact.

“four.” barely audible.

feeling your thigh wet against mine now. soaking my thigh completely.

“look at this.” pulling the vibrator away. running one finger through your lips slowly. feeling how slick you are. how warm. gathering it on my finger. “soaking wet and we haven’t even started properly.”

pressing one finger inside you slowly. feeling your pussy open around it so easily. taking it immediately. “oh.” tilting my head. “that went in so easily.” pumping slow. feeling every inch of you. the warmth. the slick. “you feel so good.”

bringing my hand down while my finger stays inside you. feeling you clench hard around it at the impact.

“five.” the word dissolving into a moan.

adding a second finger. pressing in slow. feeling you stretch around both. the resistance. the give. “breathe.” rubbing your lower back with my thumb. fingers holding still inside you. just letting you feel the fullness. “feel that?”

“yes— god— yes—”

“good.” not moving yet. letting you adjust. bringing my hand down again.

“six.” clenching hard around my fingers at the impact. soaking them completely.

starting to move my fingers now. slow deep strokes. not fast. just deep. thorough. curling slightly on every stroke. finding that spot. feeling you press back immediately.

“seven.” grinding back against my fingers between counts now.

pressing the vibrator back against your clit while my fingers keep moving. feeling you immediately lose any sense of rhythm. your pussy pushing back onto my fingers while your hips grind forward into the vibrator simultaneously. your body caught between both.

“stay still.” hand pressing flat on your lower back. working both at the same time. fingers curling deep. vibrator steady and buzzing directly against your clit.

pressing a kiss to your lower back. your spine.

bringing my hand down.

“eight.” the word breaking apart in your mouth.

“you’re doing so well.” fingers moving deeper. fuller strokes. the vibrator not moving. just sitting right there. “so incredibly well.”

feeling your breathing change. the way it gets shallower. the way each exhale comes with a small sound now.

“i need to cum.” grabbing my leg with both hands. “please. it feels so good. i don’t know if i can stop myself—”

pulling the vibrator back slightly. not away. just less pressure. “hold it.” fingers still moving. “not yet.”

“please— i’m trying— i really can’t— please it’s too much—”

bringing my hand down again.

“nine.” dissolving immediately into a sob.

“i know.” fingers pressing deeper. slower now. fuller. feeling every single flutter of your pussy around them. every desperate clench. “i feel how close you are. i can feel everything.” pressing the vibrator back fully. feeling your whole body shake. “you feel so good right now. so perfect. your pussy’s taking everything im giving it so well.”

“please please please— i’m going to— i can’t hold it— please—”

“one more.” bringing my hand down.

“ten—” the number barely escaping your lips.

fingers moving faster now. vibrator pressed against your clit.

“please— please i’m going to cum— please let me— please—”

“you can finally cum, sweetheart.” fingers curling one final time. “cum all over my fingers. right now.”

I’m guiding her hands to my tits and pussy. “It’s okay, baby.. just like that yeah keep doing that it feels so good..” I’m laying down on my back naked while she’s naked laying down on her side next to me. She’s kissing and licking my tits and nipples while rubbing my clit in slow circles. I guide her hand more down. “I want your fingers inside of me..” “Okay.. can I put in two fingers.. is that okay?” I nod smiling looking up at them, stroking her face. She gives me a quick kiss and slowly insert two fingers inside of me. “Is this okay..?” I nod while moaning and arching my back. “Just like that, baby.. fuck.. your fingers feel so good inside of me.. yeah kinda like rub the top like the come here motion..” “Like this..?” She starts rubbing my g-spot. “Fuck! yes.. just like that, baby..” I roll my eyes back and she starts kissing my neck and whispering in my ear. “You like that..? You’re so beautiful..” When she whispers in my ear it kinda tickles and I run my hand through her hair and start moaning louder.

“Fuck.. fuck.. I need more of you..” “You want my strap, sweetheart..?” I nod slowly with my eyes all hazed out and my mouth slightly open. “I wanna hear you say it, baby.. use your words..” “I want your strap so bad.. please I want it inside of me so bad..” She puts her strap on and she gets on top of me and kisses me for a little. She puts lube on her strap and slowly strokes it. While she’s doing that she holds my hand with her other hand.

I put my legs on her shoulders and she starts to slowly insert it in, lightly thrusting into me. “Mm.. fuck.. you can go a little faster, baby..” “Okay.. I don’t wanna hurt you..” “You won’t.. it feels so good..” I say grabbing her face and kissing her. She starts fucking me a little harder with all of her strap going inside of me. My legs are now wrapped around her waist and my arms wrapped around her neck. She’s grunting and I start to whimper and moan louder. “There you go.. be loud for me.. I wanna hear you, baby.. you’re so fucking gorgeous.. fuck.. if I was able to cum inside of you I would..” Her saying that right in my ear drives me insane.

want Daddy to bend me over the kitchen table, pinning me down, filling me in one fluid stroke and fucking me so hard the edge of the table bruises my hips while Mommy strokes my hair and coos at my pained cries and brushes the tears from my face only to lick them off the tips of their fingers

but i also want Mommy to tie my legs open, to give me the most thorough, clinical, violating cunt inspection i've ever had while Daddy holds my shoulders down, murmuring at me, telling me it's almost done, it's almost over, even though whenever Mommy asks their opinion, Daddy is telling them to keep going, that i'm only squirming coz it feels so good

want them to egg each other on, to push me to my limits. and i also want them to fuck me so lovingly, with so much care that i can't bear it, that i feel smothered

coz what i really want is to give myself over to them, to let them decide everything, so that i can just exist and never have to worry my pretty lil head over anything ever again. coz Mommy and Daddy are here and they'll take care of their precious little sex toy however they see fit

Over my panties at first, just letting the tip graze the fabric and making me gasp. Rubbing up and down until I’m squirming for more and there’s a visible wet spot forming. Then pulling my panties to the side and letting me feel their strap sliding through my wetness, eliciting more of a whimper than a gasp this time as I grab a fistful of sheets and spread my legs further. That’s all they need to lightly slap their strap against my pussy, the wet sounds mixing with my desperate moans.

When they finally take my panties off I’m aching and dripping and begging for more. My legs fall open for them, so so ready, but they still have other ideas. They continue teasing, pressing the tip of their strap against me just enough to make me groan from the pressure and rock my hips up into them. Their hand pushes back, holding my thigh to keep me where they want me, while their other hand is busy jerking just the tip of their strap into me. The sight of them above me like this is so overwhelming, the feeling of the tip of their strap relentlessly teasing my entrance almost sends me over the edge.

lying there for a moment first. watching you. the way you look when you're completely unguarded. your face soft. your breathing slow and even. completely trusting in a way you only are when you're asleep.

hand finding you slowly. so slowly. resting against you first. reveling in your warmth. feeling you breathe. in and out. in and out. still fast asleep.

staying like that for a long time. my hand resting there. feeling the soft of you. giving you time. giving myself time. telling myself i was just going to stay like this. just this.

starting to move. barely anything at all. the gentlest possible circles. so light you could almost convince yourself nothing was happening.

feeling you stir. just slightly. a small shift. another sound.

"shh." lips finding your hair immediately. "you're dreaming baby. just a dream. go back to sleep."

feeling you settle. your breathing deepening again. your body going heavy and soft.

waiting. completely still. making sure.

then starting again. the same impossible gentleness. feeling you respond even in sleep. your body so honest when your mind isn't there to second guess it. getting warmer under my hand.

watching every small thing that happens on your face. the way your brow softens slightly. the way your lips part just barely. the way your breathing isn't quite as even as it was.

your hips shifting. the smallest movement. unconscious. pressing slightly toward my hand without deciding to.

staying where i am. not chasing it. not giving more. letting your body find me when it’s ready.

fingers moving a little lower now. finding your hole so slowly. pressing inside carefully. feeling you take them even in sleep. your body opening so easily. so readily. even now. even like this.

another small stir. your hand moving slightly on the pillow.

"shh shh." pressing a kiss to your temple. your hair. rubbing slow circles on your back with my free hand. "still dreaming sweetheart. i've got you. just sleep."

feeling you settle back. your breathing evening out. your hand going still.

waiting again a few minutes before trying again.

then starting to move my fingers. barely anything. the slowest possible strokes. just enough to feel every small response your body gives me. every flutter. every clench.

feeling you get wetter around my fingers with every stroke. your body responding to every bit of me.

your hips starting to move now. sleepy and uncoordinated and involuntary. small rocking movements. your body finding something to chase without knowing what it is.

not speeding up yet. pressing a little deeper on each stroke. finding that spot.

a sharper breath escaping you. your hands gripping the pillow slightly.

"shh." so quiet. lips brushing your hair.

feeling you try to settle. feeling you not quite be able to. your body too present now. too aware of something even if your mind isn't.

fingers curling slightly. just slightly. feeling you clench immediately around them. feeling you get so much wetter.

your hips finding a rhythm now. slow and sleepy but consistent. rocking against my hand in your sleep. grinding forward slightly with every stroke of my fingers. your body taking over.

little sounds starting. the sounds you make when you're not thinking about how you sound.

letting your body do all the work. letting it build as slowly as it needs to.

watching your face. watching pleasure move across it while you're somewhere else. the way your brow softens. the way your mouth parts. the way everything in you that's usually held slightly tight just lets go.

your hips moving more urgently now. your breathing uneven. little whimpers escaping.

"shh baby." rubbing your back slow. "just a dream.“

feeling you get closer. feeling everything start to tighten. you clenching around my fingers more deliberately now. your hips pressing forward harder.

keeping the same pace. giving everything right where your body keeps coming back to find me.

feeling it build and build and build.

your breathing getting shorter. your sounds getting less controlled. your whole body tightening around my fingers.

and then.

your eyes opening. heavy and confused and not quite sure what's real. the disoriented look of someone caught between sleeping and waking.

feeling it hit you before you've even processed where you are. your body already there. already at the edge. already going over without asking permission.

finishing on my fingers while you're still half asleep. your hips pressing forward hard and staying. hands gripping the sheets. your whole body shaking through it while your eyes are still trying to focus.

fingers slowing but not stopping. working you through every aftershock.

until you've come down from every last second of your orgasm.

pressing a kiss to your warm sleepy face.

pulling you close. both arms. rubbing your back slow.

I love feeling her get wet for me so fast, hips twitching even while she’s blinking awake with those pretty moans. “Shh, it’s just me, princess,” I whisper against her neck, pressing my fingers deeper, curling them just right. “Be a good girl and let daddy wake you up properly.”