A/n: I'm rusty as fuck, if this is awful keep it to yourself π this is a lot of yap too. Please reblog to spread this! And tell me your thoughts I'd love to hear them
Warnings: this is just porn with no plot, rough nasty sex, slapping, degrading, strap-on sex, oral sex, finger choking, fingering in a car, dumbfication
β to say Stewie was pissed was the understatement of the year, nothing had gone her way this whole unrivaled season, you even had to hold her basically hostage last night to make her eat. You knew from the 12-0 score that tonight was going to be long. Stewie hates losing.
Waiting by the exit closest to the rental you two were living in, silently waiting for her to take her anger out on you, like clock work. As she walked closer to the exit her pissed off expression became as clear as day. Grabbing your hand before dragging you to her car.
The drive was mostly deafingly quiet, breaking it with a "Bre do you want to talk about it before you pull the wheel off." You comment on how tight she was holding it, the vains in her hand looked amazing. "Not really no, just pissed at myself." She murmured. A little bit went by when suddenly you felt her hand creeping up the shorts you were wearing. Her long fingers attempting to pull the fabric aside. Shifting to the side so she could have better access. "Damn slut, what an excuse for shorts you're wearing." Wearing basically nothing, for when she won, you thought but this works too. Your thought was cut off by the feeling of her long fingers entering you, she was being really fucking rough but never made eye contact, just glaring off at the road as if it's the pavements fault she lost.
The elevator ride up to the apartment was the longest minute of your life, the air felt heavy as Breanna's fingers play both the hem of your shirt. It finally landed at your floor, your hands were so shakey that you dropped the key ring, Breanna just rolled her eyes and grabbed it from you. "So damn needy you can't even open a damn door." She mumbled under her breath as the door swung open. She had never been this rough before, pulling you to the bedroom and once you reached it pushing you down to the bed. She was so sexy when pissed. The pathetic excuse for sweatpants she wore hung perfectly.
"You better be stripped before I get back." Breanna warned as she left for the closet. Tugging everything off you sat yourself at the edge of the bed, waiting for her to have her way with you.
Her long frame was now leaning at the door way fiddling with the harness the strap attached too. Wordlessly she basically pounced you as she pulled your legs to the side so she could have a better view of just how soaked you were. Breanna couldn't help herself, pushing a finger in you, still drenched from her car antics. The moans she was pulling from you felt like something straight out of some 80s porno. With no warning Breanna shoved her strap in you, she gave no time to even adjust to the size before she was rearranging your guts. "You look so dumb baby, just my good sex toy. You like it when daddy uses you like this huh?" She asks in the most taunting tone ever. Not even being able to answer between her trusts that were stabbing the base of your cervix. That tighting of your stomach was getting harder to ignore "I'm close Bre fuck please please let me cum." Pleading with her didn't work, Breanna had pulled out ans now you just felt β empty. "Wha- what was that for?" The tears in your eyes were working either.
"Yeah no, you aren't cumming tonight unless it's on my face." Breanna answered with a pity pout. With out another word she got off the bed and pulled you down by your ankles to join her down there. She was so sexy like this. Breanna could die happy between your legs. Wrapping them around her neck before she started biting at your clit, she was a pro at this, every lick, bite and tug brought you closer to that edge you wanted to fall off of. "You're so damn Gorgous." Breanna said between bites and licks, her lisp present too. At this point you were a moaning mess, all of Miami might as well know you're having sex. Breanna couldnt hear her own thoughts over all your whines, moans and yelps so of course she needed a gag, and what better then her fingers? Her fingers tasted like sweat and you. That was enough to make you have a full body orgasm, pushing her head away, it was all to much, her touch, her praise and nasty comments. You could have worn you saw god, but Breanna, ever the insistent kept going, now covered in your cum.
"What made you think I was gonna stop? Thats so cute you thought I was gonna stop." Again with that pout, she repeated her process, but she was still pissed about you pushing her head away, landing a loud and harsh slap to your clit you basically was what brought back to earth. Breanna just had a shit eating grin as she continued her assult on your clit. Another orgasm ripped through you but this time she stopped. Pulling you back up to the head of your shared bed Bre hands you a bottle of water as she leaves to grab a shirt and washcloth to use for clean up. The drag of the washcloth hurt so bad but Bre was being so sweet compared to how rough she was before.
Both settled down in bed finally, "I'm sorry you got shut out honey." You whisper to her, "it's okay, I'm sorry I was such an ass to you after." She apologized as she was playing with the ring she gave you a while ago, when she didn't get an answer she knew you had finally fallen asleep, the light snores were also a dead give away, shortly after she joined you in sleeping.
Losing sucks but hey, at least the sex is good after.
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