Ette

I'm 16 and I'm about to turn 17.

I'm pansexual but I lean more to women.

I'm a total pervert, don't let the appearance of this blog fool you. You can flirt with me or tell me your biggest fantasies, :p

Interests;

Movies:

-Baby driver, Black Swan, But i'm a cheerleader, Companion (duh), Coraline, Final Destination, Jurassic World/Park, Lalaland, Midsommar, Pearl, Terrifier, TBP. Also Supernatural, ASOUE and Stranger Things.

Music:

- AC/DC, April March, Ayesha Erotica, HIM, Jack stauber, Lady Gaga, Luvcat, The Marias, Melanie Martinez, Metallica, Mon Laferte, MCR, Olivia Rodrigo, Rammstein.

Games:

-Danganronpa, Sally face, Duskwood, Roblox, Skullgirls, TKaTB, 14DWY.

DNI: ageplay3rs, g0re likers.. trump supporters, middle aged men or (20-Anything Older)

• Being Mikey's girlfriend was fun, and always exciting.

• You met him when his band was just starting out, at a gig in one of the members' garages.

• You went with them to tell them you liked their songs, and soon you were going to all their gigs.

• They obviously noticed you; you were like one of their biggest fans at the time. You saw them so much that you started talking to them, then going out in the afternoons.

• Then you got closer to him, one of the quietest members of the group. You were with them every step of the way, and they appreciated it.

• Mikey noticed you a lot, and one day when the two of you were in the garage, he told you

"Thanks for being here, you do it because you want to and that means everything to us"

——

• Now, they had released two albums, and apart from that they were starting to become more recognized and have bigger concerts.

• You were in the bus with them to every concert, and you always saw them at the barricades.

• One night on the road, you were sitting next to Mikey while he played with a Game Boy. You were leaning against him as sleep weighed heavily on your eyelids.

"Mikey, I like you a lot," you said without thinking.

• He remained motionless for a few seconds, his eyes on the controllers as his mind processed what you had just said.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh."

He chuckled softly as he turned his gaze and placed a kiss on your head

"I like you a lot too."

——

• Today was another one of their concerts, they were already on their last song, and you were ready to go backstage with them.

• It was an excellent concert, all the fans were happy, they had a lot of energy, everything was going well.

• Except for Mikey. He was so used to always being in the back that he still had too much energy, besides, his instrument didn't require that much.

• Compared to Frank or his brother, he hardly moved at all.

• He saw his pretty girlfriend by the barricade, she looked happy, a light sheen of sweat glistening on her skin from the heat

• Sometimes he caught her eye and gave her a small smile that belonged only to her.

• Mikey's gaze drifted down her body, to her lips, her pretty breasts, the curve of her hips, her thighs.

• He was losing focus, missing a few notes, but no one would notice.

• He began to remember all the times he'd taken her, like in that restaurant bathroom, or in the bunk beds at night, all while covering her mouth.

• Even though he'd already had sex with her, he still wanted to try something else, he wanted to devour her.

• He wanted to feel her thighs around his head, trace her with his tongue. As he pondered this, he returned to the concert and noticed that Gerard was already saying goodbye to the crowd.

• He left the stage with the guys, who were starting to drink water and congratulate each other. He left his bass next to Frank and Ray's guitars, took a sip of water, and soon heard his girlfriend approaching.

"You were amazing, as always," she said with a smile, placing her hand on his shoulder.

“Heh, thanks.”

"Can we talk? Alone?"

"Oh, sure."

You replied somewhat hesitantly. He took your wrist and led you to an empty dressing room, locking the door behind you.

• He led you directly to the sofa as his lips crashed against yours. You immediately accepted the kiss, placing your hands on his neck.

"You looked so beautiful when you looked at me back there."

He said as his kisses trailed down to your jawline and then to your neck.

• His hands, which had been at the curve of your ass, moved to the front, desperately trying to unbutton your shorts.

"We're really horny, huh?"

You murmured, but you didn't do anything to stop him.

• He sat you down on the sofa, and this was usually when he started unbuttoning those jeans. But he started crouching down between your legs.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to eat you, baby, can I?"

He asked as he pulled down your shorts, revealing your already soaked panties.

"Are you sure?"

"Please let me, I want it."

His lips began to leave kisses on your knees and moved up your thighs.

"I'll make you feel so good, okay? Let me, baby, please."

• You nodded as you lowered your hands, using your thumbs to grip your waistband and pull down your panties.

He grasped your thighs and lifted them to his shoulders.

"Thank you, baby."

The moment Mikey's warm mouth makes contact with her bare flesh, she completely shatters. A whine escapes her as she arches her back

"Holy shit" Her body begins to tremble by the sudden direct stimulation

• One of her hands flies to cover her own mouth while the other grips mikey's hair. Her hips start twitching against his lips

"It feels... it feels too good" She can't even finish sentences anymore as pleasure short-circuits every thought

• Your entire world narrows to the sensation of his tongue exploring your most sensitive spot.

• Her thighs shaked violently as a flood of arousal soaks Mikey's face. She tastes sweet and musky and he is completely obssesed

She whispered his name like a prayer between gasping moans.

• She had never been eaten before, and for a first time, it felt so good. She felt his hands on her thighs, his nails digging into her skin, but it only added to the sensation.

“Wait, oh god i-i think…”

• Her entire body locks up, her eyes rolling back slightly as a shockwave of pleasure crashes through her.

• Her thighs clamp around his head like a vice as she cums hard, Waves of pure ecstasy ripple through every nerve

• For seconds all you can do is gasp and shudder, overwhelmed by the intensity of it. Tears prickle at the corners of her eyes from sheer overstimulation

"...so... good..." She finally whimpers out weakly after coming down, completely boneless and panting

• Mikey drinks every last drop, his tongue lapping eagerly as your body milks out your cum. He keeps sucking on that throbbing clit through the entire orgasm

• He finally releases the overworked nub with a wet pop, licking up the mess across your stomach and thighs before crawling up to kiss her deeply

• You went back down to the basement to find Illi in bed with a comic book in her hands.

"Why do you look like that?"

"Like what?"

• You murmured nervously as you left your clothes on the small sofa in the room and went to lie down with her.

• You felt your racing heart begin to return to its normal rhythm as you focused on the comic.

• You thought Illi would never fall asleep until, while they were watching something on TV, you turned around and saw she was already snoring.

• You carefully moved out of bed, threw off the covers, and stood up, turning to tuck Illi in completely.

• And slowly left the room and went upstairs to Mikey's room, where he was already waiting for you.

"Sorry I'm late, your sister stays up really late."

"I know, sometimes I hear her TV."

He said as he got out of bed and walked toward you.

• You were already feeling a little shy under his gaze. He took your hand and led you down onto his bed on your back.

• His hands caressed your thighs, you were wearing long pajama shorts.

• He bent down and began to leave kisses all along your throat while his hands gripped the elastic of your shorts and pulled them down to your hips.

• You unconsciously opened your legs as he positioned himself between them.

• Your hands went to his chest and moved up to the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Look how wet you are, you've already ruined your pretty panties."

He said mockingly as his thumb traced your slit over your panties.

• Your cheeks turned red with embarrassment at his teasing. You tried to move your hips and cover yourself with your hands, but he grabbed them.

"I never said it was bad, pretty girl."

• He already had a tent built up in his pajama pants, it brushed against your thigh every time he moved.

• His hands caressed your waist and grabbed your shirt, pulling it off over your head and leaving it on the floor next to your shorts.

• His hands immediately went to your chest, feeling the lace of the set you were wearing.

• His fingers circled your nipples, and they hardened with attention. He began to gently squeeze and roll them on his fingers

• Small sighs escaped you. You rested your head on the bedsheets and bit your lower lip, not wanting to be discovered.

• You didn't want to just lie down there, so with some difficulty due to your position, your hands reached the waistband of Mikey's pajama pants.

• He understood the request quickly and took off his pants, leaving him in his boxers and shirt. A wet spot was already on the tip.

• His hands went to your back to unhook your bra, then he took it off like he was opening a Christmas present.

• He bent down again and quickly took one of your nipples in his mouth and gently sucked.

"Oh god."

You whispered as you arched your back slightly and your hands returned to his shoulders.

• He lowered one hand to his boxers, pulling them down enough so his cock sprang up against his stomach.

• He grabbed the base and began pressing it against your cunt, coating it with your slick.

"We have to be quiet, okay? We don't want them to see how much of a slut you are."

He said as he slowly began to insert the tip, you could feel it already stretching you a little.

• You covered your mouth as he reached the hilt, his hips pressed against yours. One of your hands gripped the sheets, your eyes closed tightly.

• He let you get used to it, his hands caressing your arms with a smile on his face.

• After you nodded, he withdrew until only the tip was inside and then thrust back in, starting with a slow rhythm.

• His hands moved down to grasp your waist as the rhythm intensified. He grabbed one of your thighs, lifted your leg to wrap around his waist, going deeper and eliciting a broken moan from you.

• With his free hand, he began to rub your clit, then bent down to kiss your shoulder.

"You close?"

You nodded as best you could, you were almost there, and he could feel it.

• A few more thrusts, and you both reached your limit. You had to bite your finger while he bit your shoulder.

• You and Mikey had met about 7 or 8 months ago, mostly because you knew Ray from English class and he introduced you to them.

• You had interacted a little with their group, they were quirky but friendly.

• They had made trips to the comic book store, or to eat at that old dinner near the school while skipping classes.

• Mikey would sometimes help you with homework, you'd spend your time smoking with Frank, Illi would usually paint your nails, and Ray would tell you what he wanted to do with his guitar.

• Even so, you liked each of their personalities, especially Mikey's. Sometimes he was so nervous it was endearing.

• He was always quiet around you and spent his time bothering the others.

• Sometimes he invited you over to his house, and you spent afternoons with the siblings in the living room watching low-quality horror movies.

• You unconsciously clung to Mikey; he felt your thigh pressed against his and felt himself getting a boner just from that.

• He was internally grateful that the three of you were covered by a thick bedsheet.

• After a few minutes, he excused himself to go to the bathroom, and you stayed chatting with Illi while he was gone.

"What if you stay for a sleepover?"

"Would your mom let you? I don't have any pajamas."

"I'll lend you some, don't worry!"

• You kept talking to her until Mikey came back and you continued watching the movie.

• When the movie ended, you turned off the TV and cleaned the living room because you had eaten snacks.

• Illi took you to her room in the basement and gave you a pair of her pajamas.

"You can change in the upstairs bathroom."

• You went upstairs and into the bathroom, locked the door, and started undressing.

• You thought you had locked it properly until you heard the doorknob move and someone came in.

• You were only in your underwear when you saw it was Mikey who had come in.

• Mikey froze in the doorway. You looked absolutely angelic in your underwear

• It was a pastel pink cotton set with lace, a bow between your breasts, just like on your panties.

• You both stared at each other, your cheeks burning with embarrassment.

"You look so pretty." Mikey murmured, but he left almost breathless. You could feel his gaze sweeping over your body.

• He knew he should go, but you hadn't asked him to. He closed the door behind him and walked toward you.

"Illi's waiting for me downstairs." You murmured as you felt his hands on your back.

"Relax, we won't do anything yet. Maybe when we have more time." He said as he leaned down and kissed you sweetly.

• When he pulled away, he helped you put on the pajamas Illi had given you, continuing to compliment you.

"You're so beautiful."

"This color looks good on you."

"You should wear lace more often."

• Your cheeks were already red when he finished speaking.

"How about you come to my room when Illi falls asleep? I really want to see this again."

You nodded as you kissed his cheek.

• You knew you hadn't turned in some assignments, but were there really so many that you could fail?

• Perhaps it was because the teacher didn't explain, or simply because history itself was boring

• But that wouldn't mean you'd fail the subject, you couldn't stand seeing that professor again

• At first you tried to study more but the dates wouldn't stick in your mind, so you turned to a tutor

"I seriously don't know what I'm going to do."

You told a friend one day while you were at the mall

"What about that guy with glasses? I always see him turn in all his work."

• That sparked something in your head, the following Monday, as soon as the class you shared with him ended, you went to his seat

He expected you to do that because he had seen the fixed gaze you had on him

• He looked at you strangely but let you explain that you needed help with the subject

• After thinking about it, he agreed to help you for a few hours, he just need to know which days and where

• You felt relief wash over you after he agreed.

"How about Thursday? After class we can go to my place if you'd like."

“Alright.”

• After that, Mikey said goodbye and left straight to the bathroom because he had a problem

• Thursday arrived faster than expected and classes had already ended. You were waiting for Mikey at the exit and you could see him in the distance.

• You both walked in comfortable silence towards your house, sometimes he would ask what you were unsure about, and you would answer that it was about almost everything

• You arrived and you opened your front door with your keys, it was all empty because apparently your parents hadn't arrived yet

"We can stay at the dining room table or sit at the table near the sofa."

You told him, to which he replied that he preferred the second option.

• You both sat on the floor in front of the table and took out books.

• At first, it was all going like a study session, you know, with questions about names and important dates. But you could feel Mikey's gaze wandering to other places, like your chest or your thighs

• That made you nervous, but you liked his gaze on you. You both got closer until the studying was just an excuse

• In the blink of an eye, your lips were on his, and you felt his hands grab your waist and pull you onto his lap.

"You're so pretty, I bet your moans will be pretty too."

• He spoke as his hands moved up to remove your blazer and unbutton your shirt. Your hands moved from his shoulders to his hair, gently tugging at it.

• Soon, each of their clothes were scattered on the floor until they were only in their underwear.

• His boxers already had a small wet stain, and the bulge was visible, perhaps not thick, but long.

• His hands caressed your tits over your bra, playing with them, watching your nipples harden at his attention

“Pretty things.”

• Your hips twitched a little at the attention, you started grinding down, even with clothes on the friction was still too much

• Mikey lowered his hands back to your waist as you started to move, then he grabbed your panties and pulled them aside, seeing how wet you were.

• You let out a small whimper but you didn't stay still, your hands went down to his boxers to pull them down and see his cock

• Your hand gently stroked him for a few seconds as you stood up and adjusted yourself on top of him

• Mikey gently lowered you as he began to stretch you out, you both let out a small moan

“Oh fuck”

• He let you get used to it, but as soon as you did, he started lifting you up and down on him, his gaze fixed on how your tits bounced every time you jumped

• You feel him stretch you completely, you lean forward resting your head on his shoulder, in the room only her broken moans could be heard

• You lowered your hand and began rubbing your clit, feeling how close you were, just like him, after feeling how tight you were. It wasn't long before you both came.

• They stayed there for a few minutes, then he got up and carefully cleaned you with his shirt.

• You became friends with Illi because you were in the same chemistry class and helped her.

• You soon started hanging out with her outside of school, and then she introduced you to her group of friends.

• It was her younger brother, and two other boys you didn't really know. Even so, they were or tried to be nice to you

• You learned a lot about her, she liked Smashing Pumpkins and horror movies

• Then she would ask you for advice on makeup or how to match her clothes she looked so pretty in skirts

• You even had sleepovers, her room smelled weird, but not weird like dirty or weed, maybe just smoke?

• You saw that she had books on a shelf, but she didn't seem like the type who read for fun

"What are those books, Illi?"

"Oh, they've been there for ages. I've never really looked at them."

• Illi was terrible at lying, and you realized it quickly. You let it go after that outing, but you were still curious

• Another day, when you only planned to stay at her house for a while, you were lying on her bed. She had gone out because the food they had ordered had arrived.

• Curiosity struck again, and you got up to look through the books. There were lists of ingredients and steps, on other pages there were only strange sentences

• Illi came back with a pizza box, only to realize what you were holding it, she almost dropped it in fright.

• That afternoon she spent explaining everything while you ate pizza, how she discovered that book on an exploration with her friends and had started to learn witchcraft.

• If Illi already was cool, now she was even cooler, she looked pretty while she was explaining too

• You were after her for weeks wanting to know everything about that book and how she did it

• Obviously to see the witchcraft, not to be with her, how can you think that?

• At this point, you couldn't get her out of your head, it felt like you were under a love spell.