overview ❋ Your girlfriend, Ellie, is a mechanic. For your birthday she bought you your dream car, the car she would fix up for you and make perfect. Your way of showing gratitude was sexual favors—somehow that came back to bite you. But how could you possibly complain?
warnings ❋ fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!ellie, established relationship, vibrator usage (ellie & reader receiving), strap usage (r!receiving), degrading & praise, swearing, pleasure control, kinky sex + tender sex yay!, idk yall…some filthy shit
You and Ellie’s relationship was nothing short of chaotic, ever since the two of you met. You met through her work, since she fixed up your rolling disaster of a car that was probably passed down through three generations.
Not only did she give you a discount, the way her arms looked while she worked on your car had you hot and bothered. The way her baby hairs clung to her forehead, the way she’d wipe the sweat off her face with a rag or the back of her hand—oh yeah, you were down bad!
One thing led to another, and suddenly you were fucking in her much nicer car. You were never one for car sex, but that woman truly changed the game for you. You wrote your number on the panties and gave it to her, an object she kept in a special drawer and often said she wanted in a resin cast. How ridiculous was that? Was that some sort of mechanic thing?
Ellie was everything you wanted in a woman. She was nice, extremely generous, funny, hot, and so u predictable that you found yourself wanting to figure her out. She quickly became the highlight of your life, more so when you moved in with her.
On the day of your birthday, Ellie surprised you with your dream car: a cherry-red 67 mustang. How she obtained this car was beyond you—some mechanic wizard shit for sure. Nonetheless, you were over the moon.
Ellie put so much of her time into that car. She made it perfect for you, even denying some clients just so she could have more time for it. It was the most generous gift you’ve ever received, and it only made you fall for her more.
A few days after the car was all fixed up, you and Ellie had a date planned. You were getting ready in the bathroom, putting on lipgloss and wiping away the mascara you somehow already smudged. You were wearing a black dress, a dress that Ellie loved to see you in the most.
Ellie walked up behind you, hands already finding your waist. She made eye contact with you in the mirror, one side of her lips upturned. “You look so good, babe.” she said, holding you close to her. You could feel the familiar warmth of her body, a comforting warmth you route yourself addicted to.
You smiled in response, your free hand finding one of hers. Her other hand drew small shapes on your hip, juniper eyes glued to yours in the reflection. You looked back at your own eyes, half of your focus on the criminally awful job you did on your mascara. You quickly grabbed a q-tip and fixed it. “Thanks, baby. I’m wearing your favorite dress.” you replied, voice soft and almost seductive.
Ellie hummed, burying her face in your neck and planting a tender kiss on your flesh. “I know, and you look sexy as hell.” she complimented, “You’ll look sexy when I take it off later, too.”
A small laugh fell from your lips, and you started to struggle while putting on your lipgloss. It was almost impossible when she was kissing up your jawline. You pulled your head away, trying to save your skin from Ellie’s attacks. “Right, later. I’m not sitting in a restaurant with hickeys all over my neck.”
Ellie laughed, grabbing your jaw and turning your head to the mirror. “Sure, baby.” she replied, squishing your cheeks a bit and listening to you complain. She turned your head towards her, leaning in to kiss your lips softly. You kissed back of course, eyes closing and all.
You were going to pull away so this didn’t lead elsewhere, but Ellie beat you to it. She brought her thumb up to your face, wiping away the smeared lipgloss. “By the way..” she started, “I want to take your car to the restaurant. But I’d like to drive it.”
You had a puzzled look on your face, eyebrow raised and eyes blinking repeatedly in confusion. “How come you want to drive it? Not gonna let me drive my own car?” you questioned, though there wasn’t any trace of annoyance in your tone. “You must be super jealous of my sexy car.”
Ellie patted your cheek tenderly, “Jus’ wanna try it out. I need to make sure everything is working before I feel comfortable with you driving it.” she explained, tone laced with something like hesitance. Though, there was something else—something hidden that you couldn’t exactly read. But you thought nothing of it, that was her whole brand!
You hummed and nodded, your face puzzled but trusting. “Sure, babe. If that helps you feel comfortable.”
A few minutes later, you were back in the bedroom. You had your new purse open on the bed, that way you could put some essentials in it. You didn’t hear Ellie come up behind you—didn’t need to. She hugged you from behind again, a gesture you had grown used to.
Her hands were on you, though you just kept stuffing emergency pads and tampons into your purse. “What’re you being so touchy for?” you asked, the corners of your lips turning up “Not complaining, but you’re more touchy than usual. Especially before a date. Are you ovulating?”
Ellie didn’t answer your question, she kissed your shoulder and let her hands rest on your front. Then, she finally said something. “Hey, remember that time I was fixing up your car and you snuck up behind me?” she asked
You raised an eyebrow, trying to turn your head back a bit to look at her. “Which time?”
“The time you shoved that bullet vibrator inside me when I was wearing shorts.”
You nearly choked, you almost forgot you did that! The fact she was bringing that up made you worry—so you decided to act innocent.
Well, as innocent as a guilty woman could act.
“You told me to try it out on you whenever.” you retorted, making no attempts to pull away from her. You didn’t have to look behind you to see that she was smiling. You could feel it in the way the air shifted. The shift in energy between the two of you with your bodies so close.
“You’re right, baby.” she murmured in your ear, sending tingles down your spine. “But while I’m working on your gift? Such a bad girl.”
You hummed and shut your purse, picking it up. But Ellie took it from your hands, setting it to the side. She then pushed you down a bit, bending you over on the bed. You protested in confusion, trying to look back at her.
“Shh, be quiet for me, sweetheart. I’m gonna do something, so just stay still, yeah?” she whispered, but you could feel the weight of her words pressing on you. If you weren’t already wet—you definitely were now. You heard her shuffle through her pockets, not even being able to fathom what she was going to do. But you couldn’t help but feel a bit excited, it was that feeling of uncertainty she provided that you loved.
You then felt something cold against the open part of your dress, though you couldn’t make out what it was. Before you could further question anything, she grabbed the hem of your dress and hiked it up. You yelped in surprise, body jolting in response to the cold air.
That’s when you felt it, her fingers pulling your panties to the side and pressing something against your folds. She scoffed behind you, but it was out of amusement and most likely excitement. “Ugh, so wet for me like always. And I haven’t even done anything.”
Right. As if she wasn’t perfectly being touchy to get you wet. But what did she need you wet for? To push this thing inside you?
Ellie then started to push it inside you. You groaned softly at the feeling, not completely ready. But you let her keep sliding it in, despite your initial confusion. Now you knew exactly what it was. The bullet vibrator—the same one you shoved inside Ellie not so long ago. You involuntarily clenched around it, even though it wasn’t turned on the small amount of friction had you craving more.
“That’s it, baby. Feel that?” she asked, patting your lower back softly. “If I remember correctly, you said I could always try it on you too.” There was a heavy weight to the room now, lust intertwined with excitement and nerves.
“But this is a new one. Just for you.”
A new one? Did she seriously buy another one? Now you were really confused. More so, since it wasn’t already vibrating. Did she put a dead vibrator inside you? What the hell was going on?
Ellie pulled your dress back down into place, leaning over you and pressing her front against your ass. She was practically laying on you, but it got you so needy for some reason. She placed her phone in front of you, calloused fingers holding it tightly. “Look at this, baby.” she rasped lowly in your ear, clicking a button on some app.
That’s when it hit you: vibrations. You immediately gasped and lowered your head, breath caught in your throat. “F-fuck..Ellie!” you whined, both in surprise and from the pleasure. You gripped the sheets involuntarily, the wet sound between your legs was a bit embarrassing. So kind of her to start you off on one of the highest settings.
“Cool toy, huh?” she asked, finally turning it off. She rubbed your cheek softly from behind, loving the way you panted. She turned off her phone, getting off you and pulling you up so you could stand.
Your thighs were already trembling, so you leaned back against her in support. “Ellie, we are going somewhere. Somewhere nice, might I add.” you tried to scold. “And a whole app? That’s ridiculous!”
Ellie just patted your shoulder and turned you around. She had an innocent smile on her face, it was cute how giddy she looked. Oh, how exciting. Getting to shove a vibrator in your girlfriend before a date. Now you were actually nervous, what if she turned it on while you were eating and you choked? Before you could warn her of this very possible disaster—she spoke first.
“Well, we have to get going. Get your shoes, baby.” she said, nodding towards the closet. You gave her a weak scowl, walking towards your closet to get your waiting heels anyway.
When you bent down to grab your heels, you felt it again. The buzz inside your pussy had an effect on your brain too. Your knees almost gave out, forcing you to grab onto the wall to hold yourself up as your legs shook beneath you. You let out a weak moan, looking back at her and trying to look mad. She laughed behind you, quickly turning it off. “Sorry, sweetheart. Couldn’t help myself.” she giggled, putting her phone in her pocket. “Don’t get too mad at me, I’m buying you dinner.”
You scoffed and slipped your feet into your heels, trying to act angry still as to conceal your nerves and the twinge of excitement settled in your stomach. “I’ll be as mad as I want, thanks.” you replied angrily, grabbing your purse and walking ahead of her.
In the car, you sat calmly and looked at the road ahead. You were humming some song the radio wasn’t even playing and admiring the interior of the car. It was everything you dreamed up, you could see the cherry-red coloring on the hood of the car, making you giggle a bit. Mainly because Ellie got you something she knew you’d love, something she knew she could make special for you. That kind of thought meant a lot, it made you feel seen and heard. Because she remembered, because she worked so hard just to make you happy.
That kind of love was so pure and so raw it was almost overbearing. But it was the kind of overbearing you craved and adored—but only with Ellie. You felt so warm and light that you completely forgot about the toy inside you. That is until you shifted.
Ellie looked over for a split second, she always struggled to keep her eyes on the road. How could she? She had her beautiful girlfriend beside her in the sexiest dress known to man. “What’re you giggling for? Like your present?” she questioned, as if it weren’t obvious.
You hummed and nodded, smile plastered on your face. “Mm, yeah.” you couldn’t even hold back the happy grin on your face. Didn’t need to.
Ellie loved seeing you all happy. But was she about to ruin this moment? Absolutely. But..she was letting you marinate in your excitement. For now.
When the next red light came, Ellie grabbed her phone. You thought nothing of it, assuming she was just checking a test or something. Until you felt it yet again, that overwhelming pleasurable feeling that would’ve knocked you off your feet if you weren’t sitting down. Those vibrations deep in your cunt that sucked all the air out of your lungs. She started it off low, as if it was some warm up. Your hand flew over your mouth, thighs squirming ever so slightly as if it would make the feeling stop. But it didn’t, and you didn’t want it to.
“Ellie, are you serious? I’m gonna be soaked by the time we get there!” you complained, though it wasn’t a real complaint. It felt so good, the pleasure was measurable but still so, so good. You were pulsing, your panties and the clenching of your hole keeping the toy nestled deep inside your aching pussy.
From the driver’s seat there was a laugh. “That’s the plan, sweetheart.” she replied, tone cool and level in a way that made you feel slightly insecure. The light was green, so Ellie stepped on the gas pedal again and focused on the road. Well, half-focused on the road.
You sat there helplessly, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure throughout your whole body. Before you could even plead for more, she turned the frequency up. You jolted up, a weak cry crawling out of your throat. You grabbed onto the armrest, the jump in feeling heightening all your senses at once. Your nerves were on fire, your whole brain felt like it was shutting down.
“E-Ellie!” you cried out, hand scrambling to her forearm. You panted heavily, squeezing your eyes shut. No matter how much you shifted your body and squirmed, the feeling never left.
Ellie sighed, struggling to not give you her full attention. “Oh, I know baby.” she cooed, smiling when you desperately grabbed her arm. “I know you can take it, but squeezing your thighs together won’t help you.”
“Shouldn’t you..g-get off your phone and focus on the road?” you challenged, voice coming out weaker than you had intended.
“Shouldn’t you be a good girl and take it like you said you would? Keep mouthing off and see what happens.” she threatened, you knew all too well that her words weren’t entirely empty. Before you could even try to come up with an argue, the tires of your car hit a pothole—sending your body up a bit. The toy moved inside you, as if it was a little thrust.
You gasped and dug your nails into Ellie’s tatted forearm. “F-fuck!—“ you whined, your thighs starting to shake. It was all too much, you were overwhelmed in the best way possible. The toy worked your sopping pussy just like it was supposed to, but it felt so perfect. Ellie turned it up again, all you could do was let out weak strings of moans and pleads.
“Ellie..please. I can’t do it!” you said between pathetic moans. But you didn’t want her to turn it down, you were in too much bliss. You tried to shift again, but it was useless. Your pussy was spasming around the toy, even though you hadn’t came yet.
Ellie clicked her tongue, one side of her lips more upturned than the other. Her green eyes were focused on the road, but her thoughts were aimed elsewhere. They were aimed to the right of her, to her girlfriend who was squirming and whining in the car she bought. Moaning like a bitch in the car she fixed, to say that was an ego boost wasn’t strong enough. “Is that really how you feel? You’re moaning like a slut and begging me. You want less?”
“Okay, baby. I’ll turn it down since it’s too much for you.”
You let out a sob, followed by surprisingly zero tears. You shook your head feverishly, eyes flying open. “No, no! Don’t turn it down!” you cried, squeezing your thighs together as if the toy would fall out because of her words. As if she’d pull it out of you and take away the pleasure you so desperately needed.
“Ask properly and I’ll consider it.” she replied almost immediately, looking away from the road since there was another red light. Her eyes zeroed in on your form. You had a fucked out look on your face; lips parted and eyes hazy. She loved when you looked like that—in fact, she craved it. Ellie would do absolutely anything to get that expression on your pretty face.
Some kind of weak noise left you, you swallowed hard and tried to form a coherent thought. “P-please don’t turn it off. Please!” you pleaded desperately, breath coming out in short pants and whines.
“Yeah? You wanna cum, huh?” she murmured, earning her a nod on your behalf. Ellie leaned in a bit closer to you just so she could see your pretty face. She hummed and stepped on the gas again, looking forward. It was a struggle looking away from you, you looked heavenly.
“Touch yourself, baby. You have two hands, don’t you?” She urged, listening to you whine and heating you squirm on the seat.
Yet, you complied. Your free hand wandered south, fingers racing to your puffy clit underneath your beautiful dress. You found the nub, putting pressure on it and jolting up. You were already overwhelmed—adding this had you in shambles. “Oh god—oh!” you whimpered pathetically, drawing small circles over your clit.
The noises you were making were downright sinful, they poured out of you like a running faucet. She hit another pothole—maybe on purpose—either way you jolted. Your nails dug into her arm, you didn’t notice the change in frequency until you nearly choked on your moan when it happened. She was turning it up and down, toying with you. Your fingers stuttered on your clit, brain short circuiting.
“You’re such a dirty girl. I want you to make these nice, new seats so messy.” Ellie groaned, her hands involuntarily gripping the wheel tighter.
You were getting close, your body was already preparing for it. Juices were dripping down from your sopping hole, getting the seat a bit sticky—just how she wanted. You removed your fingers from from your cunt. You angled your hips and pushed your pussy against the seat a bit to get friction on your clit, there was an embarrassing squelch from how soaked you were. It was like an endless stream, along with your moans. The vibrations coursing through your sobbing pussy were satisfying in the way that felt euphoric. Even though you had a death grip on Ellie’s arm—you felt bliss.
“E-Ellie..Els, baby. I’m close…” you moaned, moving to squeeze your thighs together again. You were a mess, and your girlfriend loved it.
Ellie side glanced you, biting her lip to control herself. The urge to pull over and fuck your brains out was so, so tempting. But something about having to control herself was hot too. She took one hand off the wheel, placing it on your thigh and spreading your legs apart a bit. She wanted you to soak the seat, to soak the brand new seats of car that was yours. The spot she manufactured for you.
“Oh, baby. If you wanna cum you have to ask for permission. You know that.” she cooed, rubbing your thigh softly.
A whine left your throat, especially when she turned down the toy by one notch—then two—then three. You could feel it, but it still had a strong hold on you.
“Baby, please? Please, I wanna cum. I-I need it!” you begged between pants, when you looked over you could see the smirk she tried to bite back. She failed, a lopsided grin blessing her already attractive features.
“Yeah? Do you deserve it?” she questioned, pointer tapping against your inner thigh. She collected a small dribble of slick, it stuck to her finger and stretched a bit, but she didn’t look.
You blinked and whined again, squirming an unfair amount. “I don’t know..just please let me!” you pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears.
“You don’t know? Try again, sweetheart.” She turned the vibrator down, ignoring your pleas and cries. It was almost at the lowest setting now—she was just torturing you at this point.
A single tear fell from your eyes, it was from pure desperation. “I-I deserve it! Please, please, please!” you cried, the neediness in your tone was painfully obvious.
“You deserve what? You can’t be shy when you’re begging to cum while having a vibrator inside you.” she teased, turning it back up a few notches.
When you felt her turn it up, you got desperate. All the shame and embarrassment seemed to seep out with your slick. “I deserve to cum..please!”
Ellie groaned and bit the inside of her cheek, her on clit throbbing against her pants. “Good girl, go ahead.”
With a sharp cry and the intense squirming of your thighs, you came. Your back arched off the chair, pleads of her name falling from your lips. To say the seat was a mess was an understatement. But you didn’t care, and neither did she. You panted, feeling the toy ultimately turn off after she let you ride it out.
But after seeing you cum—it hit her. She needed her hands on you, she needed to fuck you in this car, she needed that contact so bad. She needed to watch you crumble, just the way she liked. The thoughts swarmed her head, though they weren’t unwelcome.
Ellie couldn’t take it anymore and pulled over on the side of the road—though, it was pretty secluded. When she looked over, she saw your beautiful expression. Your half lidded eyes, your parted lips, your baby hairs sticking to your forehead—all of it. It was that expression she loved to see so much. The expression that fueled her to keep going.
“You’re being so good, baby.” she praised, the hand that was on your thigh came up to your head. She stroked your hair softly, then moved to cup your cheek so you were looking at her. If there was one gesture Ellie loved—it was eye contact. She loved your pretty eyes focusing on hers, especially since your eyes were just so expressive.
Ellie rubbed your cheek softly, and you looked at her with hazy eyes. “Take the toy out. I’m gonna prepare something.” she ordered softly, the teasing in her voice was gone now. She seemed more tender now, as if she just wanted to take care of you.
You obeyed. hand sliding between your legs and pushing your panties to the side. You groaned as you reached into your pussy with two fingers and pulled the toy out. You were overstimulated, causing another stray tear to roll down your cheek.
When you looked back over, Ellie had one of her straps attached to her body.
Did she keep one in the center console? This was your car, what the hell!
Ellie smiled and patted her lap, urging you to come sit. But before you found move, she grabbed the little bullet vibrator from your hands and slid it down her pants. She placed it against her clit, panties keeping it secure there. A groan escaped her when she felt your leftover wetness slosh against her clit.”
“Cmere, baby.” she ordered, patting her lap again. You listened like before, your thighs shaking as you crawled over the center console to get to her. You hovered over the silicone, staring at her with hazy, lust filled eyes. Ellie stared back, not blinking even once. She placed a hand on your hips, trying to urge you to start.
You blinked and nodded, putting your hands on her shoulders before sinking down on her dick. Your lips parted, head tipping back as you sucked her in favorably. Ellie groaned at the sight, reaching for her phone and turning on the vibrator.
The both of you moaned at the same time, and she finally placed both hands on your hips to keep you stable. “That’s it, baby. You’re taking it so well. Can you go a bit deeper?”
You nodded, looking at her with eyes that spoke the words you couldn’t. So full of love and adoration. What was better was how hers reflected back. You kept eye contact with her as you sank further down, the silicone sliding deeper inside you. Eventually you were as far down as you could be, your thighs shaking “Mmh..fuck..” you moaned softly, moving to bury your face in her neck.
That’s when she started to bounce you up and down, before you could even start doing it yourself. She couldn’t control herself when you looked so perfect like that. “Shit..my pretty girl. God, you’re unreal.” she moaned, turning the vibrator up as it hummed against her clit pleasurably.
You moaned into her neck, kissing and biting at it as you rolled your hips on your own. Maybe this was your way of avoiding eye contact. But it seemed to work—Ellie did have such a sensitive neck. You kissed up her sweet spot, sucking on it gently and listening to her moan.
“Just like that. keep riding it, baby. Take me.”
“Mhm? You like getting fucked in your dream car? My baby is so filthy.”
“I know I am..I’m so fucking filthy. Please help me go faster..”
That was the conversation—all breathy and sweet. Ellie bounced you up and down quicker, leaving you almost unable to make out with her neck anymore. You were hopelessly moaning into the skin, unable to muffle everything. When Ellie heard, she pulled you away from her neck and made you look at her.
“I wanna hear you, don’t muffle your moans. You sound so fuckin’ sweet.” she rambled, absolutely obsessed with how needy you sounded. Your pussy soaked the silicone, sucking it in greedily. It was hitting the perfect spot every time, returning you to that almost euphoric state like before.
“Can you moan my name, sweetheart?” Ellie asked, but her voice was so fucking desperate. She bounced you faster, looking at you the whole time.
You grabbed her phone from the side, turning up the vibrator nudged against her clit. She moaned and nearly rolled her eyes back, she couldn’t handle all of this. You couldn’t even speak if you wanted to, she was absolutely ruining your aching pussy by how hard she was slamming you down. You cried out arching against her and letting out sweet whines right in her ear.
Ellie pulled you back again, making you look at her. “Baby, moan it.” she ordered again, though her voice was more desperate now.
Your eyes struggled to stay in place, jaw slack and fingers digging into your girlfriend’s shoulders. “E-El..fuck!” you whimpered, your head tilting back.
Ellie took one hand off your hips, since you were moving fast on your own now. She grabbed your jaw, keeping your focus on her. You looked at her half lidded, jaw melting in her hands as you rolled your hips impossibly.
That’s what did it for her, right when you moaned her name she came. She grabbed your hips and dug her fingertips into the flesh, head falling against you as she moaned and shook with pleasure.
Seeing her finish had an effect on you, causing you to follow. You buried your head into her shoulder, “Ellie, Ellie!” you cried, desperately rolling your hips as you rode it out. There was a ring around the base of the strap now, your slick on her lap as well.
You sat there for a while, just holding each other. Ellie kept you on her, despite your pussy spasming and crying with overstimulation. You didn’t even try to move, weak whines leaving you every time you moved an inch. Though, you did remember to turn the vibrator off.
Ellie reached into the glovebox, grabbing a pair of gym shorts. You raised an eyebrow, face still fucked out. “What’s that for?”
She looked at you, expression serious as ever. “I need to change my pants, you got them messy.” she explained, looking down and biting back a smirk.
You nearly had an aneurysm. You could NOT let this woman wear gym shorts to a fancy restaurant “Are you crazy?! You’re not wearing those.”
Then it hit you—the reservation!
You gasped and weakly lifted yourself off the silicone, slick clinging onto you. You plopped down in your chair—getting it messy once again. “Weren’t we supposed to be there 20 minutes ago?!”
Ellie scoffed and smiled, looking over at you and trying not to laugh. “I lied to you about the time, We have ten minutes still.”
You blinked at her and sighed, rubbing your forehead like a movie character. “Right, because you planned this.” you mumbled “But still, you can’t wear those.”
“Should I wear the fucking strap then?”
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A/N: for my beautiful @mayfldss !!! I LOVE YOUUUU!!! —- thank you to her for the plot, and my girl for the smut idea ☺️☺️💗💗
