everette

Sure, maybe Jinx didn’t know what she was doing, but fuck was she eager. You laid there, hands holding your thighs up and apart, giving Jinx the perfect view of your slick cunt.

You could’ve sworn her eyes popped out of her head the second you pulled your legs up, wide eyed excitement shown all across her face, slit nice and spread, glistening hole already dripping against your sheets, the head of the toy pressing against your velvet entrance.

She’d always imagined what your pussy would look like. The different angles of it, how your clit would greet her excitedly every time she spread your legs apart, sticking her tongue in between your sticky strings if arousal, having the perfect mental image of how warm and inviting those slippery, wet folds would be.

Safe to say, she’s got pretty spot on imagination.

“You breathing okay over there?” You teased, legs reaching over to rest your ankles on her shoulders, lightly tapping the side of her head with your foot. “Go ahead. Thrust your hips forward, push it inside.”

She shook her head, gulping harshly, letting out nervous giggles as her clammy hands gripped onto your thighs. “R-Right, right. Just gotta—uh, push it inside! Easy enough, right? Yeah—heh, yeah. I-I’ll count to three. One, two—”

You groaned out, eyes rolling from her slowness. “My Goooddd! Jinx, I swear if you don’t jus—” Your sentence was cut short by her pelvis slamming into your walls, whole ten incher slipping right into you, a strangled gasp caught in your throat as the tip just barely poked at your cervix. “Mhhhfff! Fuck, warn a girl, would you?!”

“Shit—‘M sorry, sorry! Are you okay? Just, thought you wanted me to get it over with! S-So I figured—”

“It’s fine, I’m fine,” Your lungs filled with a deep breath, collecting yourself before letting it back out through your mouth. “Y-You’re already inside. Now you have to thrust, slowly. Got it?”

Jinx nodded quickly, staring at you through her lenses, the grip around her fingers denting at your plush skin. Slowly, but surely, she pulled her hips back, bucking them forward, creating a rhythm as you instructed her with every little movement, sharp eyes watching your hole as it gripped around it, sucking her in for more.

“H-Holy shit, ‘M really fucking you—ahh!—shit, s’tight…!”

She was panting now, trying her best to not falter her pace. That was one thing about Jinx—she’s always been a fast learner. Your pussy was making obscene noises, ones she’d only heard in the porn videos she constantly rubbed her pussy raw to, completely melting against you as her lips pressed up against your calf, moaning into it with each thrust. Your jugs were bouncing with each fuck inside you, nipples hard and staring right back at her.

And you? You sounded like an angel, soft groans and cute whimpers repeatedly playing over and over in her head like a broken record. She could feel her little hole leaking out more and more by the second, painting a picture perfect memory of your fucked out expression in her brain for future usage.

This—no, you were definitely better than any porn she’d ever seen. And all you were doing was lying there, taking her cock beautifully, creating the most delectable aroma of sweat mixed with your juices—the same tang she’d savored when she stuffed her freckled button nose into your slutty little panties. You should really start using a lock, you know.

“S-Speed up a little, would you?” You commanded, biting into your bottom lip as she did so. Eager little thing looked like a dumb mutt that was humping a toy for the first time, moaning more than you were at this point, her whole body shaking from the adrenaline. She was adorable, glasses foggy and pushed up against her face as she kitten licked your calf. Bangs messily stuck onto her forehead, and you just knew her pink little clit jumped with each grind against the leather.

“That’s it, t-there we go—Nghh!—Oh, fuck—!”

Jinx, unknowingly, had just found your g-spot. Your eyes rolled back, heavenly pleasure filling your body, hands full of your sheets the second her head poked at the spongy wall. She gasped lightly, hips stuttering as she looked at you with fearful eyes.

“W-What just happened? Did that hurt? Was that too rough? I-I’m sor—”

“N-No! Don’t—don’t stop, okay? That was good, so good. Want you to fuck me right there. Can you do that, my smart girl, huh?” Your eyes gleamed with desire, making a little ‘c’mere’ motion at her, watching as her petite body hovered over yours. You pulled her glasses off, tossing them aside, cupping her flushed cheeks in your hands.

“I believe in you, ‘kay? Fuck me hard and rough. ‘Cause let’s face it,” Your thumb ran over her pouty bottom lip, smirking softly, whispering tauntingly, “You and I both know how much you’ve always wanted to fuck this pussy, pervert.”

Maybe you shouldn’t have riled the girl up like that, because as soon as those words slipped out of your mouth, you saw something switch behind her pupils. Something red, scolding hot, yet so fucking hungry for more. She suddenly pulled herself back up, pushing your thighs up against your chest, leaning over you as she began to roughly drill against that rigid and addictive spot over, and over, and over.

And oddly enough, you didn’t resist. Your body wanted this, to be used as nothing but a fuckdoll, ankles jelly like as they flopped against her shoulders. You were sure she was bruising your insides, the lanky girl being stronger than you thought. Her abs flexed with every grind, powerful hands holding your thighs in place and leaving purple marks against your skin.

This little loser of yours was fucking dangerous.

“I-I’ll—hnng!—fuck you so good, toots, s’fuckin’ good you won’t want anyone else to fuck you ever a—hah!—gain!”

Your swollen bud was twitching at her in morse code, telling her how much fucked out pleasure you were in. Your loud moans and mewls echoed in the room, Jinx’s whines and raspy grunts bouncing off of them, and who could forget the deliciously lewd sound of her hips slapping against your now cream spilling cunt?

“This is my pussy, isn’t it? Listen to her—mm!—all weepy ‘n slutty for me! Stuffin’ you up, real nice ‘n full… Yeah, yeah this is allllll mi—”

“J-Jinx! Hnnggg! Shut—the hell—up!”

Who would’ve known such a quiet, innocent looking thing would be such a goddamn blabber mouth during sex? Or worse—such an undeniable little freak? It was totally no secret that she was a porn obsessed weirdo, sounding like she’d come straight out of a badly directed scene.

Admittedly, you always wanted her too. You’d secretly wear provocative outfits because you knew damn well she’d lock eyes with your curves and blur out the world around her. Once you even wore your cheerleading uniform without under shorts, making her spill her energy drink the second you bent over because you’d ‘accidentally dropped your pencil’. It was amusing, her painful desperation, and you’d make sure to take every single last one of her virginities. But of course, you were nice enough to start off with her fantasy:

Fucking you so good you forgot your own name.

And she was doing exactly that. Your gummy walls spasmed around her, watching as the bulge of the toy disappeared only to pop back up against your abused cervix, moans choppy and ripping out from your chest. Your brain had turned into mush, whorishly fuckdrunk as your lidded eyes hazily looked up at her, watching Jinx lose herself completely inside you. Her tongue was lapped out, drool dripping along your swollen tits, her slimy wetness dampening up her panties, practically dripping at the seams.

“F-Fuck—Ugh, y-you’re totally—guhh!!—drooling all—over—me!”

She strained out a reply, just barely, too busy focusing on your jugs and sloppy pussy to really give much of a fuck. “Mmhhmm…! I know, ‘m sorry, c-can’t—help it! So hot, y-you’re so fuckin’ hot, doll face. Totally g-gonna cum from this—mmfff!”

Your head whipped up, jaw slacked from her words, scoffing as you furrowed your eyebrows at her. “Y-You’re gonna cum?! Seriously?!”

“Oh—Ohoh, fuck y-yes I am!” Jinx started, letting out tiny snickers as her puffy bundle of nerves screamed out in pleasure, sliding up and down along the harness. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, cum with me. C-Cum with me, yeah? I’m right there—!”

Your hands tugged on her messy, long braids, her face twisting up as a pathetic moan escaped her lips from the pain, guiding your sweet puppy into your climax. Your orgasm sparked deep in your lower stomach, breath coming in and out quickly, pressure building up as your walls fluttered around her length.

Fuck, was Jinx irritating. Her inexperience was annoying, the way she fucked was annoying, even the way she was about to make you absolutely gush all over her was so, undeniably, fucking hot.

Wait, what?

“Oh, that’s it! Jinx—‘m fucking coming! Coming so—hmmmgghh!—h-hard—!”

You could’ve sworn in that moment, all you saw were stars exploding all around your head. Your orgasm was shameless, brutal, gut fucking wrenchingly good. Other people had fucked you, sure, but this was the best sex you’d ever had. And you did not say that lightly, nor would you say it out loud. Ever.

Your cunt spewed out spurts of warm liquid all over Jinx, more and more drenching her cream colored skin with each buck, completely scratching up her arms as she milked every last drop of squirt you had in you.

“Yeah, yeah, y-yeah, ohhhh—fuuhhcckk yeaaahh!” Her eyes rolled back, gutturally moaning out, gaped teeth sinking into her bottom lip, filling up her poor panties with her oozing substance. It stuck onto her swollen pussy lips, painting the inside of her pretty thighs white. If this is how she came from simply fucking you, you really couldn’t imagine how she’d be once you took a turn on her.

She pulled out soon after, her dead body weight falling right onto yours, huffing loudly.

“Oh, gross! You’re all sweaty and drooly, get off!” You lightly pushed her, to which she did not bulge. “Jinx! Off! Now!”

“Mm, I did a lot of work, cut me some slack!” She started, really only not wanting to get up because her face was completely stuffed in between your boobs, giggling to herself.

“You know, I can totally help you study from down here, sweets.”

flustered and out of her depth, vi asks, ”ohh, um—should i turn over?” she sounds so dumb and unsure; cutely innocent.

”just stay still for me, sweetheart,” you say, and vi obliges like an obedient dog.

you hum, satisfied, playing with her ass like a stress ball, shoving her ass cheeks together and then spreading them apart so you can admire both her tiny holes. vi stiffens and tries to hide, one hand weakly shielding her backside—and it’s a useless attempt at maintaining what little modesty she has left, because you can still see her large, engorged clit peaking out from her pussy lips.

she should relax, just sit tight and let you take the lead, because this is what she wanted out of her friday night—for a pretty girl to play with her. vi wasn’t subtle about it either; leaning against the bar an hour ago, round ass perked in the air and straining against her black jeans, looking like a teasing whore yet being surprisingly naive.

fuck, you knew straight away that you needed to rub your pussy against her ass.

you press sweet kisses to vi’s shoulder blades, down her back, over her ass, biting and sucking marks onto each individual cheek—and it makes vi’s pussy wetter, makes something ache and throb deep within her core—but that’s about as much patience as you can muster. you’ve waited long enough, forced to make boring small talk with vi at the bar, as if you both didn’t know you were gonna take her home and use her.

you gather saliva in your mouth before letting it dribble onto vi’s backside. with slow, deliberate circles, you rub your spit into her skin. her ass is impossibly soft—plush, warm and pliant beneath your fingers—and you know she’ll make a good fuckdoll.

“fuck, look at you, babe,” you say, and vi involuntarily whimpers—a sound so small, yet undeniably raw. she’s never been treated like this before, as if she’s a delicate little thing, some sort of all-consuming beaut. but she likes it—likes the way it makes her head feel cloudy, how her ears fill with static.

you press your bare, drenched cunt to vi’s right ass cheek—skin to skin, heat to heat—and it’s all happening so fucking fast, the way you start humping against her in long, firm strokes; how your swollen clit is pressed snug against the round muscle. and, embarrassingly enough, vi’s asscheek is glossy with your spit and arousal, making you suddenly aware of just how soaked your pussy has been all this time.

vi gasps at the sensation of your wet cunt—almost feeling scandalized at the realization that this is really happening. and, admittedly, she wishes you had a mirror in here, that way she could watch the way you’re humping your pussy against her ass, using her like she doesn’t matter, as if she’s only an object to you—which is degrading and humiliating, but a sick part of herself likes it.

you’re puffing hot breaths of air against her neck, moaning all sweetly and soft, and the juxtaposition is funny, because at the same time you’re clawing your nails into vi’s shoulders, holding her still so you can fuck your pussy against her just right.

your thrusts speed up expeditiously, pressing your breasts to her back. your movements become more purposeful, more controlled, but your hips stutter when you feel vi perking her ass up—trying to press against further you, to be closer to you, offering herself up for the taking without even realizing she’s doing it. it’s almost endearing, how desperate she is for you, despite the fact that her own cunt isn’t getting any relief this way.

vi’s trembling beneath you, white knuckles gripping the sheets, and you brush your lips against the shell of her ear, murmuring, “such a good girl. letting me use you like this.”

“nghh—uh-huh, y-yes—mmm,” vi tries to speak in agreement, but embarrassingly enough, all she can do is moan.

glancing down the strong line of the back, past her intricate tattoos, you can see the way her obscene bubble butt is jiggling each time you rut against her. fuck. it makes heat bloom in your stomach, it makes you hump against her with more ferocity. and vi’s gasping beneath you, trying to suppress the tiny, desperate sounds that slip past past her lips, but you can hear them anyway, can feel them vibrating through her body.

”ahhh, mmm, uhhh—“ vi’s whimpering, gurgling around the spit pooling in her mouth, while she tries to hump her own pussy against your bedsheets. she’s crying as she does, because with this angle she’s hardly getting any relief. all she can do is lay there, pitifully on her stomach, while you use her ass to get off.

“poor—haah—poor thing,” you coo satirically. you’re stuttering over your words, falling deeper into a fuckdrunk haze, moaning more unabashedly. “you wanna, mmph, feel good too, don’t you?”

you grit your teeth, rutting against her plush rear like a stray bitch in heat. it feels so good, so intense. you’re completely disoriented and dizzy, head swimming with it—and by god, you might actually be creaming against vi’s fat, round ass—which is sexy and humiliating all at once.

“god, you’re such a sweetheart. just take it… let me, ahh, use you. then i’ll take care of your pretty pussy,” you rasp, voice thick, almost slurred.

you’re so close, you’ve never come this quickly before and your vision is going blurry, eyes crossing. in the next moment, your eyes flutter shut, pleasure mounting, a wave cresting so fast you can barely brace for it. it’s too fast, too intensely powerful.

and somehow, vi can tell you’re about to orgasm, as if you have a telepathic connection, because she tenses her ass and rolls her hips back against you—just enough to push you over that final hurdle. 

you choke on your breath, pelvis stammering against vi’s butt, and then—fuck—you’re coming, slick and messy, leaking like a sieve against her skin. you’re moaning shamelessly, hissing through clenched teeth, but you’re too far gone to care how wrecked you sound, too lost in the intoxicating heat of it all.

vi shudders at the obscene wetness coating her skin, squeezing her thighs together, and you can feel the way she’s trying to hump her cunt against the bed with newfound desperation. she’s been such a good girl this entire time, so you know you should stop, should give her what she needs, but the aftershocks keep rolling through you, and you can’t—not yet.

your movements slow, but you keep rocking against her, dragging your oversensitive, swollen clit along the curve of her ass, riding out every last tremor. vi whines quietly, shifting beneath you, until the last few graces of your orgasm die out, and you’re collapsing against her back like a felled tree, heavy and unmovable, surrendering to the weight of your orgasm.

taglist: @marvelwomenarehot0 @marieeeluvsyou @mxchi-mxxn @el-amor-que-tu-quieres @jinxvex @teddybearbutch28 @nahcala @ellieslob @ruelezz @rhian88 @lotuxzzeri @usuck @thatgrlnany @urjnxedd @prettyprincess19 @vixxxxxxxen @jinxedbambi @dreamyraincloud @just4jinx @caninecutiez @shlutmeow @frillynpinkprincess @sapphvi @fawncritter @billiegabbysyd @f3ralpuppyg1rl @grlfraudsqz