dumb b!tch

A gory movie is playing on TV as you rest your head on Stu’s lap and slowly circle the bulge under his sweats. He’s rubbing one hand on your shoulder and the other making its way in between your cleavage. Billy is paying no attention to the both of you as he sits in the chair opposite you, his eyes fixated on the large screen.

Billy is transfixed by the movie and doesn’t notice when Stu pulls you onto his lap. Back pressed against the large man’s chest, he drags his fingers down to your folds, you’re already dripping. “No underwear? Dirty girl.” He whispers into your ear. 

The other man still hasn’t noticed when you let out a low breath as Stu caresses your sensitive bud while pulling your top down with his other hand. Reaching behind you and turning your head, you grab his neck and pull him down to your lips. He nips at your bottom lip before moving to suck a mark onto your neck eliciting a loud moan.

Billy turns his head, as if finally noticing what you and Stu are up to. He arches an eyebrow before leaning back in his chair and folding his arms to watch you. He watches Stu’s long fingers slowly dip into you as his other hand tweaks your nipple. He stares silently as you lean your head back against Stu’s shoulder, pulling his mouth back to your neck.

Stu inserts another finger and pumps faster, curling them to reach your most sensitive spot. He says over your moans, “She’s so wet, Billy. Come feel.”

The other man shakes his head, “I was trying to watch a movie.” But he’s still watching his best friend's fingers move in and out of you. Your eyes shut and mouth open in a moan.

“You sure you don’t want a taste?” Stu is licking a stripe up to your ear as you grip the back of his neck tighter. You open your eyes just in time to see Billy give a nod before motioning for Stu to bring you to him. 

Stu removes his fingers from your hole and you’re left feeling empty. He slides his arms below your legs, gripping your thighs and lifting you up, back still pressed against his chest. He walks you over to where the other man is still sitting and Billy lifts your skirt and leans forward to attach his mouth to your core. 

Throwing your head back on Stu’s shoulder, you let out a long moan. Billy is dragging it out, licking slowly up and down your folds. You’re desperate for more friction, more roughness, but he’s teasing you with just the tip of his tongue. “More, Billy.” You’re pleading and he glances up at you before inserting two fingers while he sucks at your clit. His fingers pumping in and out of you, you feel yourself clenching trying to hold off your orgasm. 

Stu can feel your body tensing, “Let go, baby. Cum on his fingers.” He’s gripping your thighs so tightly, you can practically feel the bruises already forming. “That’s it, good girl.” He kisses the top of your head as Billy removes his fingers and leans back into the chair.

Stu sits back down on the couch, still holding you to his chest before leaning you forward so he can pull his sweats and underwear down to his knees. He pulls you back before lining himself up and pushing you to slide down on him. He doesn’t give you any time to adjust to him before bucking up into you, gripping your hips tightly. 

You grip his knees as you moan out his name. He looks around your shoulder to Billy and pulls your head up by your hair making you face the other man. Your eyes are locked with Billy’s as you watch him pull down his own sweats and stroke his cock, a bead of liquid on the tip. He doesn’t glance away from your eyes as you continue to utter Stu’s name. “Feel good? You like the way Stu is fucking you?” You nod and he gets up to stand before you, lightly patting your face, “Words.”

You look up at him, his gaze penetrating you. “Yes.” You choke out, out of breath from Stu relentlessly pounding into you. Billy kneels down to lick your peaked nipple, still stroking himself, Stu’s hand reaching up to pinch the other one.

Stu is panting beneath you, out of breath from the intensity with which he thrusts in and out of you. You know he’s probably not going to last much longer with the way his movements grow faster, more erratic, his hands gripping you harder.

Without breaking eye contact, Billy moves back to the chair, still moving his hand up and down his length. Watching you as you come undone on Stu once more. “You’re taking him so well, baby. Always so eager for us.” 

Stu follows close behind you, painting your walls with thick ropes of cum. His mouth nipping at your neck, hands moving to wrap under your thighs once more, he walks you over to Billy, setting you on the other man’s lap. Billy moves his hands to grip your ass, lifting you up to thrust himself into you. Rougher than Stu, he fucks into you at a faster pace. Moving his hands to your chest.

Now Stu is the one watching, sitting on the couch watching you bounce up and down as he redresses himself. 

Billy moves to yank your skirt up to your stomach, giving him access to rub your clit. You’re overstimulated in every sense. Stu’s liquid mixed with your own, seeps onto Billy’s length. Not letting up, he fucks into you almost forcing you to cum again. 

You try to lean into his chest as you feel another orgasm wash over you, but Billy moves the hand circling your clit and pushes your chest back up. “No. Take it.” Billy is the rougher of the two, always needing to feel control over you. 

His hand finds your hair to pull your head back and he leans forward giving you a rough bite to your neck. You feel his cock twitch as he fills you. 

Pulling your skirt back down, he picks you up and places you back on Stu’s lap. The other man pulling you in to cradle you against his chest. 

Pulling his clothing back up, Billy sits back down in the chair, “I’m finishing the movie.”

You’re out of breath and exhausted from being passed between the two of them. You curl into Stu, head resting in the crook of his neck, he traces circles on your back as you fall asleep. 

A gory movie is playing on TV as you rest your head on Stu’s lap and slowly circle the bulge under his sweats. He’s rubbing one hand on your shoulder and the other making its way in between your cleavage. Billy is paying no attention to the both of you as he sits in the chair opposite you, his eyes fixated on the large screen.

Billy is transfixed by the movie and doesn’t notice when Stu pulls you onto his lap. Back pressed against the large man’s chest, he drags his fingers down to your folds, you’re already dripping. “No underwear? Dirty girl.” He whispers into your ear. 

The other man still hasn’t noticed when you let out a low breath as Stu caresses your sensitive bud while pulling your top down with his other hand. Reaching behind you and turning your head, you grab his neck and pull him down to your lips. He nips at your bottom lip before moving to suck a mark onto your neck eliciting a loud moan.

Billy turns his head, as if finally noticing what you and Stu are up to. He arches an eyebrow before leaning back in his chair and folding his arms to watch you. He watches Stu’s long fingers slowly dip into you as his other hand tweaks your nipple. He stares silently as you lean your head back against Stu’s shoulder, pulling his mouth back to your neck.

Stu inserts another finger and pumps faster, curling them to reach your most sensitive spot. He says over your moans, “She’s so wet, Billy. Come feel.”

The other man shakes his head, “I was trying to watch a movie.” But he’s still watching his best friend's fingers move in and out of you. Your eyes shut and mouth open in a moan.

“You sure you don’t want a taste?” Stu is licking a stripe up to your ear as you grip the back of his neck tighter. You open your eyes just in time to see Billy give a nod before motioning for Stu to bring you to him. 

Stu removes his fingers from your hole and you’re left feeling empty. He slides his arms below your legs, gripping your thighs and lifting you up, back still pressed against his chest. He walks you over to where the other man is still sitting and Billy lifts your skirt and leans forward to attach his mouth to your core. 

Throwing your head back on Stu’s shoulder, you let out a long moan. Billy is dragging it out, licking slowly up and down your folds. You’re desperate for more friction, more roughness, but he’s teasing you with just the tip of his tongue. “More, Billy.” You’re pleading and he glances up at you before inserting two fingers while he sucks at your clit. His fingers pumping in and out of you, you feel yourself clenching trying to hold off your orgasm. 

Stu can feel your body tensing, “Let go, baby. Cum on his fingers.” He’s gripping your thighs so tightly, you can practically feel the bruises already forming. “That’s it, good girl.” He kisses the top of your head as Billy removes his fingers and leans back into the chair.

Stu sits back down on the couch, still holding you to his chest before leaning you forward so he can pull his sweats and underwear down to his knees. He pulls you back before lining himself up and pushing you to slide down on him. He doesn’t give you any time to adjust to him before bucking up into you, gripping your hips tightly. 

You grip his knees as you moan out his name. He looks around your shoulder to Billy and pulls your head up by your hair making you face the other man. Your eyes are locked with Billy’s as you watch him pull down his own sweats and stroke his cock, a bead of liquid on the tip. He doesn’t glance away from your eyes as you continue to utter Stu’s name. “Feel good? You like the way Stu is fucking you?” You nod and he gets up to stand before you, lightly patting your face, “Words.”

You look up at him, his gaze penetrating you. “Yes.” You choke out, out of breath from Stu relentlessly pounding into you. Billy kneels down to lick your peaked nipple, still stroking himself, Stu’s hand reaching up to pinch the other one.

Stu is panting beneath you, out of breath from the intensity with which he thrusts in and out of you. You know he’s probably not going to last much longer with the way his movements grow faster, more erratic, his hands gripping you harder.

Without breaking eye contact, Billy moves back to the chair, still moving his hand up and down his length. Watching you as you come undone on Stu once more. “You’re taking him so well, baby. Always so eager for us.” 

Stu follows close behind you, painting your walls with thick ropes of cum. His mouth nipping at your neck, hands moving to wrap under your thighs once more, he walks you over to Billy, setting you on the other man’s lap. Billy moves his hands to grip your ass, lifting you up to thrust himself into you. Rougher than Stu, he fucks into you at a faster pace. Moving his hands to your chest.

Now Stu is the one watching, sitting on the couch watching you bounce up and down as he redresses himself. 

Billy moves to yank your skirt up to your stomach, giving him access to rub your clit. You’re overstimulated in every sense. Stu’s liquid mixed with your own, seeps onto Billy’s length. Not letting up, he fucks into you almost forcing you to cum again. 

You try to lean into his chest as you feel another orgasm wash over you, but Billy moves the hand circling your clit and pushes your chest back up. “No. Take it.” Billy is the rougher of the two, always needing to feel control over you. 

His hand finds your hair to pull your head back and he leans forward giving you a rough bite to your neck. You feel his cock twitch as he fills you. 

Pulling your skirt back down, he picks you up and places you back on Stu’s lap. The other man pulling you in to cradle you against his chest. 

Pulling his clothing back up, Billy sits back down in the chair, “I’m finishing the movie.”

You’re out of breath and exhausted from being passed between the two of them. You curl into Stu, head resting in the crook of his neck, he traces circles on your back as you fall asleep. 

You set down the book you’ve been reading. You can’t focus anyway with the snoring coming from the back bedroom.

How is he so loud? You think to yourself as you make your way down the hall.

As you enter the room, you can see Hopper’s chest rising and falling as he sleeps. You really shouldn’t wake him up, he’s had such a long few weeks at the station. Today is his first day off in weeks. He needs all the rest he can get.

But you can’t help yourself. You’ve been restless all morning. You can’t help yourself; it’s just been too long since you and Hopper spent ~quality time~ together.

You tiptoe quietly towards the bed, peeling your shorts off as you walk. You climb on top of Hopper’s sleeping body, pulling yourself onto his lap and laying your head on his chest. You start rubbing your hands up and down his chest to his stomach.

Eventually, you need more. You need stimulation. Your core has been throbbing since you’d woken up. You start rocking your hips back and forth over Hopper’s lap. You feel him harden, then stir awake.

“Good morning, Chief.” You whisper into his ear.

“Good morning, baby. What are you doing?”

“Oh nothing, I just wanted to say good morning.” You’re still rocking your hips back and forth, increasing the pressure and speed every so slowly. You’re beginning to get almost desperate for his touch. “Don’t you want to say good morning too?”

His hands moved down to grip your hips and slowly move you off his lap so you’re laying on his side. “You know I would love to, but sweetheart, I’m just so tired. It’s been a long week.” He turns to face you and caresses your back. Moving his large fingers up and down your spine.

“It’s okay, I understand. You’ve been so busy lately.” You whisper while reaching your hand down to your core, beginning to rub lazy circles.

Hopper glances down to watch your hand move around the thin fabric of your panties. “Ugh, baby. Please don’t tempt me. I need to rest.” Instead of replying, you start moving your fingers faster over your sensitive nub. Hopper grunts before moving your hand away from yourself. He pulls you up and over so you’re straddling his thick thigh. “I’m too tired, but I want to watch you. Take what you need.” He whispers into your neck as he pushes you up. He grips your hips as he helps your body rock back and forth over his thigh.

“Hopper.” You’re almost breathless as you begin to ride his thigh. You’re dripping now and it’s not going to take long to completely lose yourself on top of him.

Hopper stares with a tired gaze through his lashes as he continues to help you move yourself over him. “Keep going. I love the way you look riding my thigh. Show Daddy what you’ve been wanting.”

Your movements start getting faster, your breathing heavier. “I want you.” You whisper out as your rocking becomes more frantic, more needy. You release moans into the air, shutting your eyes as you start feeling the tightening in your core begin to release.

“Is this what you wanted? I can feel how wet you are through my boxers, baby. Don’t stop.”

“Oh, fuc-” You breathe as the tingling inside you grows more and more until you’ve completely come undone. Your rocking starts to slow and you fall forward to grip Hopper’s shoulders. One of his hands moves from your hip to your lower back and starts rubbing small circles.

Hopper lets you rest there for a minute before helping you off so you’re laying beside him snuggled under his arm. “Did you like my goodmorning?” You ask him as you close your eyes, suddenly sleepy again.