Fandom Brainrot and Gayness

“SUCH A PRETTY LITTLE THING, AREN’T YOU?” the coo comes from behind you. your knees buckle at the feeling of baran’s breath hitting the back of your ear, causing goosebumps to form on your arms, the hairs on the back of your neck to stand tall. the other woman in front of you chuckles, voice slightly hoarse from the years of smoking cigarettes, her hands gently massaging your bare thighs.

if you were to go back in time to 3 months ago, when you had just finished med school, that you would be in between your chief attending physician and the charge nurse at the hospital you now work at, you would have rolled your eyes and scoffed.

but the signs were there from your first day. bright eyed, ready to begin your new career. you had gone through med school, you had seen the challenges working in the medical field would bring. especially working at the emergency room department of the pittsburgh trauma center. but this was your calling, helping others despite the chaos of the job. you were prepared for whatever you would face.

you met dana first. and the way she looked at you up and down like you were some lost puppy made your throat dry up. her arm draped over your shoulder as she introduced herself, and guided you to where you needed to be. as she spoke, the lingering scent of cigarette smoke invaded your nostrils, making you dizzy with thrill. then you met baran. well-spoken and gentle, as she looked at you like you were worth gold. she went to shake your hand, her own holding yours a second too long.

your first shift there was chaotic to say the least. and while it was mainly from the patients, it was also from the attention you were receiving from the two older women. the subtle little touches or looks that felt way more than simple colleague interactions.

and it had gone on for months. the touches turning bolder as the days passed, their eyes lingering on you way longer, where others began to notice, but couldn’t say anything about. goosebumps on your skin which slowly began turning into your panties turning wet and sticky in the middle of your 12 hour shift. nights laying in your bed overthinking their touches and eyes turned into finger fucking yourself to the thought of them.

slow, and agonizing time waited. time none of you could let pass anymore.

it was such a bad idea. you could hear the hospital announcements coming through the intercom, the occasional alarm go off. you can even hear the distant footsteps of the night crew walking by the empty room. you three shouldn’t be doing this at work. you shouldn’t be completely nude, on a patient bed, back against baran’s chest as her own legs engulf yours, pulling them wide open for dana to see your glistening pussy.

dana keeps massaging your thighs, slowly inching by the second closer to where you need her the most. your clit throbs at her touch, to which she chuckles, “you eager?”

you whimper and nod, feeling baran press a kiss to your neck. “just as eager as we are,” she says, hands going up to fondle your tits. “use your words, tell dana what you want.”

“want your fingers in me,” you gasp out, “please dana,” you beg. dana hums, and allows one finger to land on your clit, pressing down lightly. you gasp, hips jerking up for more, but stopped by barans legs holding you down tighter. dana’s finger travels lower, slowly spreading out the folds of your cunt, occasionally letting the tip of it enter you briefly before exiting.

you whine quietly, impatient. but finally, after what feels like ages, she hooks her middle finger into you. slowly pushing it in, making sure to hook it slightly so you can feel it hit that spongy spot deep in you. you let out a soft moan, tilting your head back to rest on baran. she can’t help it, and immediately presses her lips down onto yours, kissing you and swallowing your moans as dana slowly fingers you.

baran pulls away after a few seconds to watch dana’s finger disappear in you, and she groans slightly when a second finger is added, hearing the squelch of your walls being stretched open. “you sound lovely,” she whispers, gently unwinding your legs together. as you moan softly, trying not to be too loud, you feel baran peel herself off of you, and hear the rustling of fabric hitting the tiled floor. before you can utter a word, you see her straddle your face, her bare pussy right in front of you.

and she doesn’t even have to demand or ask you to, the moment you see her cunt, aching and wet, your mouth immediately goes in, sucking at her clit and tongue fucking her. baran holds onto the hospital mattress, hips moving as she rides your face, letting her curls loosely fall down her back.

you’re too caught up in pleasuring baran that you don’t hear dana kicking off her own pants. you do feel her fingers slip out of you, and you whine into baran’s cunt before moaning and continuing when you feel danas own cunt begin to grind against yours.

baran moans at the sight, grinding down harder on your face as dana slides up and down your cunt, stimulating her clit against your own. “just like that,” dana grunts to herself, as she also watches how you moan and eat baran’s pussy like there’s no tomorrow.

“oh fuck dana,” baran whimpers, “her tongue is so good.” dana nods and groans, working her own hips faster, “so is her pussy.”

you lay there, letting the two of them use your body, but loving every second of it. you love the feeling of dana grinding down on you, sometimes feeling her clit trying to enter and fuck you. you love the taste of baran on your tongue, nuzzling your nose into her clit and the tuffle of curly pubic hair on her. 

baran cums first, and you hear her moan through gritted teeth as she does so, the liquid coating your tongue deliciously. your tongue continues fucking her, riding out her high as you and dana cum quickly afterwards. dana groans, biting down on her lower lip as her thighs shake and her hips stutter. you cum loudly into baran’s pussy, praying it muffles the sound so no one hears and comes into this room.