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Olivia had asked for reassurance that if she went participated she wouldn't have to do anything with Sabrina. You told her that was completely fine but something must've switched in her brain because she lays under Sabrina, her pink nipple in her mouth while you stand behind the blonde and fill her with the inches of your strap-on. Maybe a threesome was a good exercise in getting along. Sabrina was too lost in the feeling of your hips smacking against her ass to care about her issues in the past with Olivia. She was adding to her pleasure, sucking her tits while you pounded her, so the least she could do was show her gratitude. She pries Olivia's legs open with just one hand and finds her pussy. Her slender fingers rub her clit for a few seconds, as a warm up, before sliding into her opening. Sabrina felt a little smug feeling how wet Olivia was. Her pussy was warm and inviting of her fingers.

Seeing the get along and play nice had you feeling a little proud of yourself. If this was a few months or even a year ago this would've never happened. Time heals all wounds they same. Maybe a threesome with your shared fuck buddy does too. You fear there would be some weirdness to this that would ruin the night, but Olivia and Sabrina seemed to be enjoying each other more than you. They were making out, something initiated by Olivia, while you were still inside of Sabrina.

You slowed down your thrusts into Sabrina before completely pulling out. The two were still making out with Sabrina completely unphased by the action. Dare you say you were...jealous? You can't even count on two hands the number of times you've fucked Sabrina all those times you two were single at the same time she was always so needy. She would whine at a simple pause in thrust and the complete absence would make her beg for it. But she was too occupied with her tongue down Olivia's throat to complain. When she moaned it was because Olivia caressed one of her boobs, her thumb brushing against her hard but sore nipple.

To take control again you switched positions. You sat against the couch with the two on either side of her. Sabrina's juices made your strap slick and shine in the light. Olivia grabs it by the base and wraps her lips around the tip before you even have to ask her.

"Good girl," you purr. If Sabrina was usually the needy one, Olivia was the obedient one.

"I bet she never thought she'd lick me off of your cock," that teasing side comes out of Sabrina. It's the side that you sometimes have to fuck out of her.

You give her a look, one that tells her to 'play nice.'

"You better get down there before she takes it all."

Sabrina gives her a small pout, but when she looks down at Olivia with the strap down her throat she feels like she's missing out. Olivia looks up at her and beckons her over. Sabrina joins her with a big smile on her face. She sticks out her tongue and Olivia taps the strap against her tongue. Her favorite thing in the world was tasting herself off of your strap-on, but everything was so much sweeter when it was Olivia who was the one feeding it to her. Olivia grabs the back of Sabrina's head and pushes it down on the strap. It happened so quickly that the air rushed out of her mouth when the tip hit the back of Sabrina's throat. She gagged on it and a felt tears well in her eyes. She was always so good at taking every inch in both her mouth and pussy, but Olivia's action had surprised. It was a little mean, Olivia would admit, but she liked seeing how the tears mixed with Sabrina's eyeliner and ruined her pretty little face.

She does it once more before letting up on the blonde and going back for another taste of the strap. She sucks on the sides and Sabrina does the same. Their tongues occasionally bump together as the dance around the sides of the strap, collecting every job of Sabrina's arousal that is left. Olivia moaned at the taste which delighted Sabrina to her core. She wasn't just enjoying your company, but also Olivia's.

Now it was Olivia's turn. Watching you fuck Sabrina left her feeling insatiable. The blonde was a bit of a cock-hog and Olivia didn't say anything about it, but now she was making sure she was getting some fun too. She straddles you, Sabrina holding the strap still for her and guiding it towards her wet pussy. The tip spreads her open and she eases herself down, inch by inch, until she was fully in your lap. It might've been the biggest thing she's ever taken in her pussy and it was pure heaven. She grabbed onto the edge of the couch behind your head and turned her head and looked down to try to watch herself take your strap.

"Move on her strap Livvy," Sabrina encourages her. Her hand landed on Olivia's ass to guide her up and down. You laid back as Olivia did all of the work. She worked herself up to a steady pace, one that made her a moaning mess. "Ride her dick baby," Sabrina continues. She loved seeing Olivia work hard to make herself cum.

Her tits were right in your face so you took one of her nipples into your mouth. You didn't think Olivia could moan any louder but her voice filled the walls of your bedroom. She fucked herself hard on your strap, but it wasn't until your grabbed her ass with both hands that it was really rough. Each poke at her sweet spot brought her closer to cumming. She could feel Sabrina's hands on her, touching every inch of her exposed skin and occasionally slapping her ass. The force she used told Olivia that even though she was playing "nice", she was still going to find out a way to take out some of her aggression. It's only fair for what Olivia did earlier.

"She's a really sweet girl, Y/n, and your brother is very excited for all of us to meet her. You can just pretend to be happy for the weekend, right?"

Despite there only being a two year difference between the two, Y/n still saw Isaac as goofy 15-year-old instead of the college sophomore he is. She would always clown him for being awkward with girls and having crushes on her friends. Something seemed to switch overnight the moment he stepped onto a college campus. After 4 years of failing to find a girl to date him in high school, it only took him a month into his first year to start messing around with girls. Y/n has been spared all the gory details, but she knows her brother was participating in the usual college fuckboy activities. Now as a sophomore he decides it’s time to get into a serious relationship and “change his ways”. They were driving over 5 hours just to come for three and a half days. She hasn't heard much about his "girlfriend" except for what she learned from her parents in the past few hours. She was a bit bitter that her brother hadn't told her first and didn't tell her anything at all.

Her escape home from college is supposed to be just that, an escape. But, with Isaac bringing home his first ever girlfriend, there is bound to be a spectacle. One of her nosy aunts will somehow find out and find their way over and make it a big event. Isaac and his girlfriend are set to arrive within an hour and by then Y/n suspects that her entire extended family will know.

"Who even is this girl anyway? It feels like we're rolling out the red carpet for her...for them."

"Don't act like it wasn't the same for when you brought home your first boyfriend. Even though we knew you really didn't like him, it was still a milestone for you! That wasn't very important for you, but this is very important for your brother. He loves this girl-"

"He's 19 and a sophomore in college — there will be plenty of girls he 'loves'."

"That may be true, but he really likes this girl. So for one weekend, just be happy for your little brother."

Y/n's mother isn't making a suggestion, she's demanding it. The look in her mother's eyes is recognizable, one that easily made her shut up. Her complaints will continue to fall on deaf ears because this weekend is not about her. If she wants to be holed up in her room the entire time while the rest of them enjoy the weekend, then neither of her parents will stop her. However, her mother will not let her sabotage this weekend with her attitude.

"I think they're here," her father chimes in from the kitchen.

There is the unmistakable sound of a car motor coming from outside. Y/n's mom jumps up from the couch with excitement before rushing towards the door. Y/n hasn't seen her mother act like this in years, not since she came back home for her first break from college. She was seriously this excited to meet some random girl that her brother will probably not be with by the end of this summer. Her parents were doting too hard on her little brother just because he was awkward with girls for the entirety of his time in high school, but who isn't?

Y/n was completely turned off by the cheesiness of the reunion and meeting of this girl. Her mother threw her arms around his girlfriend as if she had known her for years. She takes a step back to look at her before fawning at her, "you're so adorable!" The four of them were too chummy for her liking — even her father was gushing.

When they got to Y/n she's sure they expected her to have the same reaction as the three of them, but she couldn't muster up the energy to put on a performance for some random girl she's not going to think twice about once this trip is over.

"Hi! I'm Jenna!"

There was something about this girl that Y/n didn't like, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what. Something about her bubbly little personality seemed fake. Certainly she should've known that wearing a low cut top to meet your boyfriend's parents for the first time wasn't appropriate.

"Hi."

If looks could kill then Y/n's mother would be doing life. For one weekend she wanted her daughter to quell the 'ice princess' act and even just pretend to be happy.

"Do you need help getting settled in?" Y/n's mother intervened before the situation could become tense. "I can show you to the guest room!"

"Sure, I'd love that!"

Y/n felt like the odd one out. The entire night was about the lovely couple that is her little brother and his perky little girlfriend. Her mother cooked his favorite meal as if she wasn't home from college too. Her master's program was killing her and she would've appreciated her mom throwing in a little something for her too. But no, it was all about Isaac and Jenna. If she had known that she was in for a long, annoying weekend, she would've stayed miles away from this place.

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Her resent was obvious to everyone. Everyone except Jenna. Y/n felt like the girl was a little too dumb for her own good. A part of her felt like an absolute bitch for thinking that way, but her annoyance over her parents constant fawning over those two really irked her. They really wanted Y/n to be a part of their joy when it didn't matter to her. Her getting along with Jenna doesn't matter seeing that the girl and her brother are not going to last. It's college, and they're only sophomores. This isn't some great love that's going to stand the test of time. All it takes is one party, one glance at another person, or one stressful semester before it all ends up crashing down. Y/n won't revel in the eventual demise, but she's certainly going to rub it in her parents face to never take her brother's little flings seriously ever again.

"We'll be back by six. You know how your father gets at the Tommy Bahama semi-annual sale. You promise to play nice and maybe hangout with your brother and his girlfriend?"

"Yeah, okay, just bring me back a pretzel."

Y/n hadn't seen her brother or his girlfriend since last night's dinner, and she plans to keep it that way. In fact she wasn't planning on seeing anyone for the rest of the night. With her parents, who surely won't be home by six, out of the house, and the other two most likely having plans, she was prepared for a day alone. She wondered if she still had the vibrator she bought when she was 19 under her bed...

She mentally flipped through all the things she could do today with an empty house. So lost in thought that she didn't hear the rustling and voices upstairs. What pulled her out of her thoughts was the sound of feet bolting down the stairs.

"See you, sis!"

"Wait! Where the hell are you going?!"

When she caught the first glimpse of her brother, he looked like he had been caught. Yet he quickly straightened up and gave her that smile he loves to flash whenever he wants to evade trouble. What was missing was his little girlfriend which made Y/n furrow her brow. She swears that if he's pulling what she thinks he's pulling, her parents are going to come back home to him tied up.

"To see my friends!" He answers as if there wasn't an elephant in the room. Jenna was nowhere to be found yet he was trying to leave.

"What about your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, she's gonna stay here. Please play nice, okay?!"

"You sound like-" The door slams behind her brother, "mom."

Isaac didn't give a damn. End of story. He was going to leave his girlfriend alone in a house with someone who doesn't care to engage with her at all.

Y/n can't help but feel a little bit bad for the brat. That was a shitty thing for her brother to do and it shows that he probably shouldn't be in a committed relationship. If something like this happened to her, she would take the car back to campus and leave them stranded.

"Asshole," she mumbles under her breath before getting up from the kitchen island. There is nothing she can do about her brother's dickhead move, so she just climbs the stairs to head back to her bedroom.

Now, just because she felt bad didn't mean she was going to overcompensate. Today is her day, plus she still finds Jenna to be annoying. But, it's like the younger girl didn't get the hint over dinner last night because when she spots Y/n her eyes light up.

"Hi! It looks like it's just us today!"

"It looks like it's just you today. I have plans."

"Oh are you leaving the house too?"

"No."

"Then it is just us today I suppose."

Y/n was a little flustered at her comment. That wasn't her intention, but Y/n felt like Jenna was trying to poke at her on purpose.

"You can do whatever you want, just don't bother me."

And just like that, Y/n had closed the door in Jenna's face just like Isaac did to her earlier. She really couldn't claim her brother to be the asshole when she was just as rude to Jenna. But, that's not her problem, is it?

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If there was one way for Jenna to describe this family it would be odd.

Isaac's parents were nice, but everyone didn't seem to want to be around each other like. From the picture he painted her about his family, Jenna expected things like family game nights or family outings. Instead she was stuck in the childhood bedroom of her boyfriend's while everyone except for his moody sister was out and about. She had asked, even begged, Isaac to take her with her but he insisted it was "boys' night." She came all this way just to sit in his outdated room, alone on a Saturday night. She can't help but feel lied to about everything; his family, their plans for the weekend, and how he feels about her. Meeting the parents was supposed to be a big step in their relationship, but she just feels so discarded. Sure, they showed interest in getting to know her at dinner, but she doesn't know if they approve of her or not. Jenna feels like she loves Isaac, but she feels uncertain about everything right now.

The only thing she could do was make the best out of time alone. She didn't have any idea what to do, but she remembered Isaac telling her about a secret Jacuzzi their parents had on a private balcony. He told her how to get to it without getting caught because he promised that they would use it while everyone was asleep. She had packed her bathing suit for that exact reason, and she wasn't going to let it go to waste. She changed out of her regular clothes and into the pink bathing suit before wrapping herself in one of Isaac's towels. It was covered in dinosaurs and looked two be more than 10 years old. 'Really?' she thought to herself. Thank god no one is going to see her like this.

She left Isaac's room and tip-toed through the halls so as to not disturb Y/n. Y/n was on her ass for some reason and it was secretly bothering her. She felt it was very important for everybody in her boyfriend's family likes her, but Y/n seemed adamant about keeping her distance. Maybe Y/n was just being a protective big sister, but Jenna couldn't help but feel a little ostracized. The best thing she felt to do was just stay out of Y/n's way.

What didn't cross her mind as she made her trek to that coveted jacuzzi was that Y/n probably knew about it too. Jenna felt like was doing her a favor by fucking off to a part of the house that seemed unknown. But, she was in for a shock when she saw Y/n already lounging in the jacuzzi. She had a big pair of headphones and had her head back. She almost looked like she was sleeping. It was the most peaceful Y/n has looked this entire time.

Jenna's instinct was to turn around; to make her escape without Y/n noticing her. She was still feeling weird about being left here alone, and more and more she was feeling like an intruder. Y/n hates her and the last thing Jenna should do is bother her and make it worse. However, a second voice was telling her to not leave.

'No. No...don't turn around. She's not going to do anything besides bitch and complain. You're used to that by now, you can handle it.'

Where the sudden confidence came from, Jenna doesn't know, but now she feels like it's too late to back out. She stealthily walks over to the jacuzzi, doing her best not to disturb Y/n.

"Don't you fucking dare."

Jenna felt her heart almost come to a stop. How did Y/n notice her? Surely she was quiet enough. She hadn't even gotten in yet.

Y/n sits up and lifts her sunglasses to stare at her brother's girlfriend. Isaac must've told her about the jacuzzi because there is no way she would be able to discover it on her own. Y/n was pissed, more so at her brother than Jenna. If she had been left alone in a stranger's home she probably would've gotten bored and done the same. However she's not keen on extending any grave to Jenna who is now disturbing her peace.

"How did you find this?"

"I-I..."

Of course Jenna had no answer. Y/n was only asking to taunt her.

"You know you're not supposed to be up here, right?"

"A-Are you?"

"Hm. Touché."

When she wasn't trying so hard to impress the parents, she actually had a little bite to her albeit she was still nervous in Y/n's presence. Since she was already here now, Y/n figures she'll let her in.

"Well, I guess we can both fit in here."

Jenna felt a weird sense of pride. Yes, Y/n still couldn't be bothered with her presence, but she had given in.

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It was awkward, Y/n couldn't lie. She tried to ignore Jenna's presence, but it was hard to. Their legs would bump together every now and then to which Jenna would profusely apologize about. Y/n shrugged it off, but she found Jenna's constant apologizing to be insufferable. Why was she trying so hard to get Y/n to like her?

Curiosity began to nag at her for the first time since she met the girl.

"Jenna."

Jenna is taking back by Y/n actually calling her name. She thought that maybe it was either a mistake or she was imagining things. Until she calls her name again.

"Doesn't it kind of annoy you that my brother just left you stranded here?"

Yes.

"No, not really! He's been talking about seeing his friends for a while now so I'm happy for him!"

"He brought you here just so he could spend time with his boys...got it."

"I-I don't think it's like that Y/n."

"I think it is, Jenny."

Jenna flared her nostrils at Y/n purposefully calling her the wrong name. It was much better when there was awkward silence between them. Y/n had been poking at her since she arrived with her boyfriend. One of Jenna's friends had warned her about the possibility of dealing with a bitchy older sister or helicopter parent, but she had brushed it off. Yet the moment she entered the house Y/n had been dismissive of her. The one thing Jenna wanted out of this trip was to be liked by her boyfriend's family. She still feels like she can make Y/n like her.

"Isaac and I are really happy together, Y/n. Things aren't perfect, but he's trying! You should have more faith in him seeing that he's your brother and all."

"I'm on your side. If my boyfriend left me all alone I'd be pissed. You should be pissed."

The more Y/n brings it up, the less Jenna is able to push down her real feelings. She's not pissed like Y/n keeps suggesting, but she's disappointed that Isaac isn't really doing his best to make her feel included. Some of his friends have girlfriends, why couldn't they have done a group hang. She could've gotten a break from Y/n's coldness and met some other girls and possibly gotten closer to them. Instead she's forced to make this relationship between her and her boyfriend's older sister work.

"I guess it's a little annoying."

"I told you."

"But, it's not as annoying as you constantly being mean to me."

For the second time today Y/n was taken back by this newfound bravery from Jenna. It made her both grow respect for her and the urge to put her back in her place.

"It's just funny watching you be so desperate for approval. I can understand why you want my parents to like you, but they have low standards. But me? I'm just the older sister. I love Isaac to death but we aren't exactly the best of siblings. You'd be better kissing up to his friends and their girlfriends, not me."

Jenna sighs. She didn't expect Y/n to really understand (not because she can't, but because she doesn't want to). It was starting to annoy her more than upset her at this point.

"I just don't get why you don't like me? I'm not asking to be best friends, but is the bitchy act so important that you can't even be decent to me?"

The more time she spent around the twerp, the more Y/n became amused by her. Jenna reminds her of a teacher's pet, someone who needs to be liked by an important authority figure. Maybe Isaac talked her up as some big sister, but Y/n found their relationship to be typical, so the fawning from little Jenna was strange. However, the little devil on her shoulder is telling her to use it to her advantage. Jenna is a cute girl, and obviously unsatisfied in life. Y/n can see it in her eyes that she's not happy nor having a good time.

"Life isn't that simple, Jen. People aren't going to magically fall in love with you. Some things need to be earned." Y/n can see it written on Jenna's face that she's trying to think of ways to earn Y/n's respect. "But, you seem like the type that tries, I'll give you that."

"Well you could at least try to play nice," Jenna whispers under her breath, but she's too close for Y/n not to hear.

"I can play nice, but you might not like how I play."

The way she says the word 'play' is chilling. She's completely fucking around and Jenna is just letting her do so. She's a smart girl, and she knows what's up, but she's not bold enough to speak it out loud.

"I can show you though," Y/n continues. "If you're not scared. I would never make you do anything you don't want to do." Y/n's voice was still colored in her teasing tone, but she was being honest.

Jenna was alone, left behind by her boyfriend to go fuck around with his friends. Maybe it was the anger she felt towards him and the way he doesn't seem to care that much, but for the first time in her life she's willing to do something wrong. But it was for the approval of his boyfriend's big sister, so it's not completely fucked she rationalizes.

"What is it you had in mind?"

"Come over here, Jenna."

There wasn't time for waiting when Y/n was looking at her like that, her body was moving on its own. The bubbles fizz against her skin as she moves through the water. She doesn't think she's been so close to someone else like she is to Y/n right now. There is a certain intimacy that exists in this moment that Jenna isn't even sure she's felt in her relationship. Maybe she's not that into Isaac if she's willing to cheat on him just because he left her alone. Y/n's approval is now less about their relationship and more about Jenna herself.

"Have you ever eaten a girl out?" Y/n was bold in asking. She sort of regrets it when she sees the look on Jenna's face. "You don't have to answer that."

"No, no, it's okay. I've never been with another girl at all."

"Really? No drunken kisses? No weird sorority shit?"

Jenna shakes her head no, and Y/n believes her. She hates to be one of the girl's first, but so be it.

"Don't worry, I'll show you what to do."

The water cascades off Y/n's body as she lifts herself out of the jacuzzi. She rests her back against the house. Her legs spread as an invite for Jenna to come in. She was still covered by her bikini but it was little and it didn't leave much to the imagination. Jenna never had wandering eyes, but she can't deny that Y/n is hot.

Y/n hooks her fingers in her bikini to pull them to the side. Jenna can't pull her eyes away from Y/n's center as she exposes herself. Little droplets slide down her inner thigh and her pussy looks like a treat.

"Don't be shy." Y/n grabs the back of her head and guides her in closer.

Jenna places a hand on each of Y/n's thighs, unintentionally spreading them wider.

"Ooh, I knew you'd be an eager one."

Jenna looks up at her for more reassurance. Y/n's clit was dying to be touched, of course she was going to nod her head in encouragement. 

"Touch me like you would touch yourself."

Now that's something Jenna knows all about. The only difference is that she's never been face to face with herself, but still she's trying -- she's come too far not to work hard.

"Oh fuck!"

Y/n nearly melts when Jenna presses her thumb against her clit. She's slow to start but very nimble as she massages the bundle of nerves. Y/n's fortitude slips a little as pleasure takes precedence over her game.

"Just like that," she whines in the most needy way.

The praise made the younger girl move her thumb faster and harder against Y/n's clit. Hearing her moan and watching her writhe made Jenna feel so much bolder. The older, meaner Y/n was mewling like a kitty cat for her. Jenna can feel Y/n's clit pulsing against her thumb and if it was up to her, Jenna would make her cum. Y/n, however, has other plans. She pulls Jenna's hand away from her sex. One look into each other's eyes and Jenna knows what Y/n wants. She pulls Jenna's hand away from her sex. One look into each other's eyes and Jenna knows what Y/n wants. She presses her face into her sex, her tongue not hesitating to dive into Y/n's warm cunt. She feels her head engulfed in Y/n's plush thighs before they're pulled away. Y/n has to tame herself because she wants to see Jenna's pretty face between her legs.

'First time my ass.'

Y/n can't help but be impressed by how good Jenna is doing. She licks her a little sloppily but the enthusiasm is welcomed. In fact she was eating her like she had been starved. She figured Jenna was repressed, but not this much.

Her tongue slides through her folds to collect her arousal. Every few seconds her tongue swipes past Y/n's opening and then back up to her clit. Y/n's legs tremble in excitement every time her clit is teased. She sort of edged herself by making Jenna stop earlier but she's feeling the insatiable need to release bubbles in her belly again. The purpose of this was to make Jenna kneel, but now her wet tongue is dragging Y/n down to her level. Both are hungry for pleasure.

Y/n pushes the stray hairs out of Jenna's face so it's not obscured. Jenna just looks so much prettier in between her legs.

"You're not so bad at this, Jenny."

It's hard to sound condescending towards someone when they're making you shiver with pleasure. Y/n can feel her clit pulsing against Jenna's tongue. She feels the fire in her belly as Jenna keeps going. There's something so sexy about how determined she is. Y/n can see how desperate she still is for approval deep in her eyes. Y/n begins to fantasize about what it would be like to take Jenna in different ways. She'd love to watch her tits bounce as she rides her strap. She can already imagine what her moans would sound like. The thoughts help drive Y/n over the edge and she cums against Jenna's tongue.

She feels a little bad that she can't control how her hips buck in pleasure. Like the newbie she is, Jenna doesn't hold onto Y/n's hips to control her. Instead she lets her mouth detach from Y/n's pussy. It's too bad because she already misses the taste of Y/n on her tongue. Jenna does her best not to seem so desperate, but her words betray her.

"W-Was that good?"

Y/n doesn't say anything, she just laughs.

"Come here."

Jenna listens, standing to face her boyfriend's sister. Y/n takes in her appearance; she looks a bit of a mess. Her bikini top somehow got fucked up in the process and exposes one of her nipples. Her chin is wet, and Y/n doesn't know if it's her own cum or if it's water from the Jacuzzi. Curiosity makes her desperate to know. She leans forward and kisses Jenna on her soft, pink lips. She feels Jenna stiffen from the unexpected kiss. When she pulls back Jenna looks like she's stuck on stupid. 

"It was alright," Y/n lies. "I guess, good enough for you to deserve this."

Jenna furrows her brow in confusion until Y/n presses her body against hers and slips her hand down her bikini bottoms. A groan instantly escapes her mouth when she feels Y/n's hand press against her clit. Similar to earlier, Jenna's thighs wrap around Y/n's hand but unlike Y/n she doesn't draw back. She becomes this feral little thing who grinds herself against Y/n's hand. Y/n can't help but laugh at her again. She wasn't laughing to be mean or make her feel bad, no, she was loving this.

"When was the last time you came?"

"A m-month ago."

"Figures."

It was surprising that Jenna could still speak. There was a difference in how Y/n handled her and how Jenna handled Y/n. Y/n is used to this and it shows. She truly doesn't know much about Jenna, but she knows how to pick her apart. Y/n kisses her shoulder while she rubs her clit a little more faster now. Her hand was sticky with Jenna's arousal. She places one more kiss to her shoulder before she bends over to take the one exposed nipple in her mouth. Jenna throws her head back in ecstasy, and if it wasn't for Y/n pinning her to the wall of the jacuzzi she wouldn't be able to stand up.

"It feels like you're going to cum already."

Y/n slips two fingers inside of Jenna just to feel her walls pulsating against her. Jenna lets out a moan louder than she's ever heard from herself before. Y/n keeps sucking on her nipples while rubbing her sweet spot. Jenna feels like her senses are going to overload from all the pleasure. No one has given her body this much attention at once and it's a sad reminder for why she didn't really care about cheating on her boyfriend in the first place, with his sister no less.

Jenna is still too shy to vocalize how good Y/n is making her feel, but her moans tell the story for her. Y/n loves hearing every little whimper and groan that comes from her mouth. She can tell how close Jenna is just by the sounds. She pushes her fingers in deeper and curls them to massage her sweet spot. That has Jenna seeing stars and cumming on her fingers in seconds.

"Fuck!"

It's probably the first time Y/n has heard the girl cuss, and it sounds so delicious. She was so loud, neither of them caring about possibly getting caught. However, once both of their dazes of pleasure seemed to subside, they realized if they were to get caught like this it would be very ugly.

Y/n pulls her fingers out of Jenna's pussy and dips her hands in the water to wash them off.

"This never happened. Okay?"

Surprisingly it was Jenna who was trying to cover her bases. Y/n can see the worry in her eyes about this little moment between them ever being found out. She nods her head in agreement, and before she can say anything, Jenna is getting out of the jacuzzi. She's probably embarrassed because she didn't even say goodbye to Y/n. Y/n just watches her scurry away, bikini top still messed up and tracking water throughout her parents room. Y/n sighs, wondering why she always gets caught up with the odd ones. That's just life, she guesses.

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This weekend really seemed to drag itself out and Y/n can't think of one moment where she was really able to totally relax. 

Her parents came home shortly after she got out of the Jacuzzi, and Isaac was home an hour later. Of course her parents wanted to have some sort of family game night and Y/n was subject to 5 whole rounds of charades. 

Not a single word was spoken between Y/n and Jenna for the rest of the trip. Isaac had his suspicions that they must've gotten into some sort of fight while everyone was gone because Jenna wouldn't even look at Y/n. He tried to ask Jenna about it but she was dismissive of him and just said she stayed in his room the entire night. Only did she partially tell the truth when he found her wet bikini in her room.

"I was in the jacuzzi and then she kicked me out. That's it. You're sister doesn't like me and I'm fine with that. I just want to get this weekend over without any problems."

It was funny seeing her little brother be so clueless to everything. Y/n loves him to death, but he's so shitty dealing with girls that she can't be surprised that one decided to cheat on him. She may be going to hell for allowing the situation to happen, but at least she had fun.

Just a few hours before she heads back to her apartment, she goes to the kitchen to find everyone else. Instead she just sees her mother there alone.

"Where's Isaac?"

"They left an hour ago."

"Oh, I was going to say goodbye."

"Really? It doesn't see like you really enjoyed your weekend with him or his girlfriend."

"That's not true, mom! I thought Jenna was alright."

"Isaac said you two got into a fight while we were gone."

Y/n pauses for a few seconds. Did Jenna say something? She left no love marks on her so he couldn't be insinuating that they got into a physical fight. Y/n was cautious as she spoke next.

"No we didn't! We even shared the jacuzzi for a little while. She's a little annoying, but after that I found her to be okay to be around."

Y/n's mother eyes her for a bit. She used to know her daughter so well, but after a few years away from home, her poker face is too hard to read.

"Well, I guess I'll overlook the fact that you two were using my jacuzzi which is only supposed to be for your father and I."

"C'mon mom, you know that is the worst kept secret in this house."

Y/n's mom sighs in defeat. There is something else to the story, but there's no use in pushing Y/n to say more. In a few more months they'll all be reunited again for Isaac's summer break, and Y/n's month-long visit. If they're still dating by that point then Jenna will tag along with Isaac too. It's something Y/n's mom is now apprehensive about, but Y/n is secretly looking forward to it. Hopefully her brother doesn't screw anything up so she'll be able to see Jenna again. Maybe next time they'll be able to enjoy each other in other ways.

Alex came home last night worn out yet somehow she had the energy to hold you down and fuck you to two orgasms. She was generous, stroking every inch of the body she missed so much. Now less than 12 hours later and she wants more; she still wants more. Your chest rises and falls as you sleep peacefully and Alex admires how you look. She thanks her lucky stars for you daily, not always out loud, but physically for sure.

Alex hates to be so selfish and disturb your sleep, but she can't stop herself. Your sweet lotion mixing with your natural smell is driving her crazy. She decides to test the waters by kissing you. Her lips ghost against your shoulder before pressing a kiss into your skin. You don't move at all, not even a little. She hoped that you'd wake up before she found herself between your legs.

"C'mon baby," Alex whispers with white hot desperation. She doesn't want to shake you awake, but she is craving you so much that she grows impatient.

The sun glowed on your skin but it just didn't wake you up the same way it did Alex. Alex feels the frustration forcing her to take it a step further. She places her face into your neck and kisses your skin again. One time, two times, and then three times before she opens her mouth and attaches her pink lips to you. Only when she sucked on your sensitive skin did you finally begin to stir away. Your soft groan was the first reaction to what she was doing to you. You try to stretch out, but Alex wraps her arm around your waist to pull you in close.

"Alex," you whine, slightly confused as you're waking up. You feel for her just to make sure you weren't having some sort of wet dream. Alex sucks on your neck harder seconds after you speak and you know that this couldn't be a dream. 

The first sensations of the morning are pleasure straight from heaven. A part of you wanted to stop what was happening, still sore from yesterday's work and last night's play. But Alex shushes you before you could even open your mouth. She knows all the right ways to kiss you that make you obedient to her whims. You have no choice but to allow your body to accept it. Ever since you pointed out how sensitive you feel in the morning, Alex took full advantage of it. She's fallen in love with how you moan differently with your scratchy, morning voice. Any other time you were strong enough to withstand insistent teasing coming from her, but not in the morning.

Soon your nipple is surrounded by a wet, warm sensation. Alex had decided she had enough of seeing if you were fully awake for her and took your nipple into her mouth. She sucks on your right nipple and rolls the left one between her fingers. You arch your back, crying and begging for more. Alex feels the fire inside of her grow stronger every time her name falls off your lips. She pops your nipple out of her mouth to see how they look after the attention she's just given them. They look so puffy and sore. "Oh baby," the way she calls you makes you open your eyes. Alex is looking back up at you with those piercing blue eyes that leave you breathless. She kisses the valley between your breasts to tease you, but she never breaks eye contact. When she lowers her head again she takes your left nipple into her mouth this time. It takes everything in your power not to throw your head back and break eye contact. You can tell that she wants you to watch her pleasure your body. You don't want to take that away from her, but the overwhelming feeling of pleasure makes your body react without you giving it a thought. When she notices your eyes starting to close on her, she almost growls at you. You feel the vibrations against your chest and you open your eyes again.

"Keep them on me," her words almost sound like a warning. But, you're the type who loves to listen especially when there is a treat at the end.

"Okay," your voice is shaky as you try not to moan. You watch her take your nipple between your teeth and bite it just enough for a slight pain to run through your entire body. Right then you felt the wetness of your pussy sliding down your skin. You were so embarrassed to be dripping like this. Alex can probably feel how wet you are since her hand is resting between your thighs. She's not touching you at all, but she can feel the warmth coming from your sex.

After sucking them until they were almost bruised again, Alex kisses the entire stretch of skin on your breast as a way to make up for the soreness. Nothing makes you squirm more than she gives you a light touch or light kiss. It almost makes you ticklish and she has to stop you from stopping her because of how sensitive you feel. She holds a firm hold on your hips and she keeps you still while moving down your stomach to kiss. Her tongue comes out and she licks the skin of your stomach. You inhale sharply and it takes you a second to relax for her to do it again. 

"You're so beautiful," she says at the reaction of your body. "I know you're so wet for me. You can't get enough."

"'Can never get enough," you say in a slight daze. It feels so good for you, but you just don't know how much you turn Alex on. So much so that it hurts.

Alex pushes your legs open to revel at your exposed sex. Your panties were ripped off and discarded somewhere in the room last night. The arousal clinging to your lips glistens in the sunlight. The sun gives off a yellow haze in the room and the color dances against your skin. You feel weak just from having your legs held open and seeing her staring at you like that. 

"Alex please," you whine, wanting to beg for more while she just stares at how wet you are. "Please, I need you!" You want her to make you feel good with any of the teasing she loves to do to you. Just because you look like a feast waiting to be devoured by her doesn't mean she's going to stop her nature. Alex uses a single finger to rub against your folds. Your arousal pools on her finger as she strokes everywhere besides your poor clit. You just want to feel her lips wrapped around it like she did your nipples. You wanted to whine and complain, but patience was all you needed because Alex couldn't stop herself for too long. She leans down, places her face against your pussy, and sucks your swollen clit into her mouth.

"Ah!" you cry out. You didn't intend for such a shrill cry to come out of your mouth like that. 

Alex stares up at you to watch your reaction to every stroke of her tongue. She keeps her grip strong on you so you don't move your sweet pussy away from her mouth. She sucks and licks at your dripping pussy like it's her last meal on Earth. Every vibration from her moaning against you feels better than the last one. It's so early in the morning yet she has so much vigor when she eats your pussy. She was making a mess of where your bodies meet, your juices just rolling down her chin and onto the bed beneath you. Alex doesn't think you've ever been this wet for her before, but she also thinks that every time she goes down on you. She hums and strokes your soft skin, feeling at home between these pretty legs.

You feel an unspeakable pleasure seeping deep into your core. The repeated moan of her name has turned into incoherent whimpers and cries of pleasure. You were so close to cumming that your legs were shaking. You couldn't even cry out loud as your voice got weaker the closer Alex's tongue drove you to your high. She explored her inch of your pussy with her tongue, but now she was showering your clit with attention and laving it with her tongue. It was almost too much for you and you felt like your orgasm was going to tear you apart. It hit you quickly, like a wave washing of your body and you felt yourself go cold. Alex knew you had cum even without announcing it when she felt your cum seeping onto your tongue. She wanted to collect every drop that she could and not let it be wasted onto the bed. You taste like sweet honey to her, a taste she could never ever forget.

"Okay! Okay Alex!" you scream out. You were tapping out, the pleasure becoming too much for your poor pussy to handle. You try to move your pussy away from her face. Alex finally lets go when she feels like she's had her fill of your juices.

Alex stares at you, enjoying the aftermath of indulging in your body. Your chest was rising and falling rapidly instead of softly like it was when you were sleeping. Your nipples were hard beyond belief and between your thighs was a huge mess. The sight of you in this state was almost sexier than watching you cum. 

"I want you to taste yourself on me."

From the outside looking in, many people would be right in assuming that Y/n and Kylie were dating.

The rumor had swirled around campus for a few months now. Many people were in disbelief at the idea of the two being in a relationship together. It crushed a lot of people's dreams of possibly hooking up with Kylie at some frat party. They didn't stand a chance anyway because Kylie was more of a homebody than she let on. She was spending most of her weekends inside her student apartment, shared with her roommate and best friend Y/n, than actually going out. The two of them thought it wasn't a big deal how inseparable they were, nor did they think that people saw them as anything more than friends until some were bold enough to confront them about it. Every time they answered, "what!? Of course not, we're just best friends."

Kylie was a clingy person. If Y/n was somewhere, then Kylie was close behind following her like a little puppy. She's aware of her co-dependence on her best friend, but Y/n never complained about it so Kylie doesn't plan to change her ways. But, for people to think they're dating just seemed ridiculous to them. Of course the sleepovers in their underwear doesn't necessarily help them to distinguish the boundary of friend and girlfriend.

"She's so hot," Kylie pouts as she scrolls through her phone. She lays on her stomach with her feet up in the air as she goes through her instagram feed. She had stopped scrolling when she saw a new post from one of her sister's friends. Kylie and Kendall attend the same college, but her sister is older and in her own world that it feels like they go to college across the country from each other. Kylie found herself crushing on some of her sister's friends, but she was too embarrassed to tell anyone.

Y/n leaned over and saw that Kylie was staring at a picture of Kendall's friend Hailey. 

"She's pretty," Y/n shrugs off. She thinks Halle is cute, but has been around her enough to be turned off by her attitude. Kylie, however, was enamored.

"She has a great ass." Kylie is almost salivating as she stares at the picture of Hailey in a bathing suit, posing to get as many comments and likes as she can.

"Not as good as yours," Y/n says as she reaches over to grab Kylie's ass.

Kylie yelped and laughed it off as her best friend groped her ass. She'd be a liar if she said that it wasn't kind of hot when Y/n handled her like that. Playful slaps and compliments of her ass were a common thing in their friendship, but Kylie couldn't help but be turned on by it from time to time. The little love taps Y/n gives her threatens to leave her panties damp. Her cheeks become rosy at that idea. She would be caught red-handed with wet panties by her best friend -- she isn't sure she'd be able to live that down.

"I think she's way hotter than me."

"Whatever, Ky," Y/n rolls her eyes at her best friend's insistence to talk down on herself. She's always hearing from Kylie about other girls being hotter than her, and it annoyed Y/n because she didn't think it was true.

Y/n absentmindedly straddled Kylie's back and leaned down so she could scroll on her phone.

"What are you doing?" Kylie asks in confusion but doesn't get an answer back.

Y/n fingers her way to Kylie's own profile and enlarges the first photo she sees.

"Look at you," she nearly coos, "you're so much hotter than Hailey and all of Kendall's friends. Your tits look so good. They look like soft pillows."

Kylie was shocked by how far her best friend was going to compliment her. It's not the first time she's been told she had nice tits, but never has Y/n herself gone further than a short compliment.

Kylie begins to sit up which forces Y/n off of her back. When she comes face to face with her best friend, it's hard to look her in the eyes. Her entire face is now hot as the compliments make her feel lifted.

"You really think they look good?"

"I tell you all the time you're hot."

In a bold move, Y/n cups Kylie's tits and squeezes through her shirt. The white cotton is just a thin barrier between their bare skin, which Y/n wants to feel in her touch. She tugs at Kylie's shirt, a hint that the brunette quickly catches onto and helps Y/n pull it over her head. Her lucious tits fall out and Y/n can't stop staring at them. Kylie's pink nipples are hard and the skin around it is so smooth.

"They're perfect Ky...I hope this isn't weird, but I platonically want to suck on them."

Kylie can't help but lie at her friend's admission. Y/n has always been bold, but never once did she think it would lead to this. 

"I'm not stopping you," Kylie nearly whispers.

Y/n didn't have to be told twice. She bends over and catches her best friend's nipple into her wet mouth. Kylie couldn't contain the moan that escaped past her lips, nor could she stop herself from throwing her head back. Her moans quickly fill the room as Y/n sucks on her nipple with so much need. There was nothing "platonic" about like Y/n said. Instead there was nothing there but lust and desire coming from her. Kylie places her hand on the back of Y/n's head as the sucking gets harder. "Fuck Y/n...I can't believe you're doing this." Y/n was surprised by herself too, but something inside of her really didn't care anymore. Kylie was hot and her body was too enticing. It was also a bit of an ego boost to be sucking on the tits of one of the most coveted students' on campus. So many guys, and girls alike, wanted Kylie, just a tiny taste of her. Only *Y/n was the lucky one that was able to have her hands roam her body.

Y/n switches from one nipple to the other. As each second passes, she feels the pink bud getting harder and harder in her mouth. Her mouth was just so warm around Kylie's pretty tits that that little wet spot that formed earlier was growing by the second. Kylie was beginning to feel so dizzy and felt like she was going to cum from this alone. It was so good, but almost not enough.

It wasn't enough for Y/n either, who popped her mouth off of Kylie's tits to take in a breath of air.

"Your tits are so perfect," Y/n begins to jiggle them in her hands, watching with excitement. "So fat and soft. No wonder you get so many DM's from desperate dudes after you post on the 'gram."

"But, I'd only let you suck on them like that," Kylie responds coquettishly, biting her lip as Y/n makes  eye contact with her.

"Only I get to touch and suck on these perfect tits."

The mood was just right for Y/n to lean in and kiss her best friend. It's not the first time they've kissed, but it is their first sober kiss with this amount of lust. Y/n found everything about Kylie to be enticing and sexy. Her lips are delicate yet she kisses with a fierceness that Y/n had never noticed before. Weird feelings were swirling inside of her as the kiss deepens between the two of them. She loves Kylie as a friend, but kissing her in this way just feels so right.

Neither of them want to pull away, but both of them are so riled up that it can't just stop at kissing.

"I know that pussy is wet for me," Y/n teases.

The fingers that slide against Kylie's stomach tickle her skin. The smile that stretches across her face is an eager one and her legs are spreading for Y/n. Y/n's fingers pressing against her throbbing clit feel like heaven. Kylie instinctively clamps her thighs together and starts to grind against Y/n's hand.

"You want it that bad, baby?" She leans in to kiss her collarbone.

"Yes!" Kylie whines desperately.

Y/n doesn't tease her, nor does she stop Kylie from being such an impatient slut from her. She enjoys feeling Kylie rock against her hand for pleasure. Y/n kneads one of her tits while Kylie is grinding against her hand. Her plush thighs make everything so much more warm and moist. She isn't the least bit shocked by Kylie's behavior, but it's so fun to see her best friend be slutty in action.

"I'll let you pick. Cum against my hand or against my tongue."

Kylie was almost too lost in a world of pleasure to be able to answer, but of course she would take Y/n's tongue over her hand. Her tongue felt so good on her tits that she can almost imagine how it would feel on her clit.

"Give me your tongue...I want your tongue!" Kylie stutters through the pleasure. She whines when Y/n removes her hand from between her legs but she knows what's coming is better than what she just experienced.

"Get on your knees, baby."

Kylie is obedient and pliant. When Y/n tells her to do something, she does it immediately. The sit of her face down, ass up with her ass and pussy spread is so beautiful. Y/n almost wants to take a picture, but that would mean that she may not be privileged to see this sight ever again. No matter what she does, she's going to fuck her best friend again.

"You're the sexiest girl on this campus," Y/n continues to shower her with compliments. They make Kylie feel electric, prompting her to tease Y/n by shaking her fat ass in her face. "Best ass on campus, I swear."

Y/n grabs onto her thick thighs and admires how wet her best friend's pink pussy is. She's like a perfect cake that Y/n baked; she just wants to stare at the beauty but devour it at the same time. She chooses to do the latter and soon enough her tongue is shoved deep into her best friend's sopping cunt.

"Fuck! Yes!" Kylie cries out.

She can't help but press her ass back against Y/n's face. Y/n's tongue keeps swiping over her clit while her fingers dig into her soft ass. Not only is Kylie so hot to her, but she also taste so good -- as sweet as ripe fruit. Her mouth sounds so nasty and lewd smacking against Kylie's wet pussy. Kylie would have never guessed Y/n to be such a messy pussy eater. She was making out with her best friend's pussy and savoring every taste as if this was her last chance on Earth to do so. The moans against her pussy coming from Y/n's mouth sent soft vibrations throughout Kylie's body. Kylie continuously cried out Y/n's name, sounding like an angel nearly reaching climax.

Y/n wishes she could see her best friend's face scrunched up in pure delight. She can only imagine it in her head as she closes her eyes and revels in Kylie's clit pulsing against her tongue. She can feel by how her thighs tremble against her grip that she's getting close to cumming. Kylie cries into her pillow begging for her best friend to make her cum. 

Soon she gushes against Y/n's tongue, crying out one last time before losing her voice. Y/n kept licking and licking until Kylie had to push herself away. Her pussy had grown too sensitive and she had to get away before she started embarrassingly crying. She clung onto her pillow and tried to steady her breathing.

"You're so perfect."

Y/n smacks Kylie's ass and watches the flushed skin jiggle. She parted her cheeks to see the cream seeping out of her puffy pussy. Y/n just couldn't stop herself from playing with her best friend's ass while Kylie was leaving her daze. She looks back at Y/n and they finally make eye contact again.

"I don't think I can handle anymore," Kylie says sheepishly. Although she would love to be able to go all night and explore what else Y/n could do to her, her orgasm exhausted her. She has nothing left in her.

"That's fine...I guess I can just go to bed unsatisfied."

Y/n acts like she's joking, but in reality she's kind of not. She is just as wet as Kylie was and she's turned on after eating her pussy out.

It would be a little selfish of Kylie to just leave Y/n hanging even if she is too tired now.

"I didn't forget about you," it's just a harmless lie she tells her as she sits up to wrap her arm around Y/n's neck, "I can't forget about you baby." Her voice is so sweet and convincing that it washes away any annoyance Y/n had with her. She kisses her cheek in an innocuous way before she slides her hands into Y/n's panties. Her best friend sighs at Kylie's delicate fingers rubbing her clit at a steady pace. Kylie lifts up Y/n's shirt with her other hand to expose her tits. "Yours' are just as hot as mine,'' Kylie compliments her. 

Her fingers are quick to slide into Y/n's hole, making her legs spread open wider. Just like Kylie was pliant for her, Y/n can't help but succumb to the pleasure she feels and become a whiny thing for her best friend. Kylie plays with her nipple as she fills her with two fingers.

"It feels so good, doesn't it? This is how I make myself cum," Kylie divulges. The two have talked about everything under the sun but for some reason the topic has never gone to anything like masturbation. Y/n becomes curious about what her best friend likes to get off to.

"Are you gonna touch yourself to this later?" Y/n stutters through her question due to Kylie's fingers hooking inside of her and rubbing "the'' spot.

"Why would I do that when you're always a few feet away?"

It's safe to say that the nights sleeping in their prospective rooms are going to be spent together. Kylie can't believe how right this just feels; her favorite person in the world is the one who is going to keep her satisfied. She wondered why they hadn't done this sooner, but she realizes that doing something like this hadn't crossed her mind before. Sure, Y/n is attractive, and she already acts like a clingy girlfriend, but taking it to this level was never on the table. It wasn't awkward, nor were they stumbling around their feelings. It was so easy the entire way to this point.

"I'm gonna cum Kylie!"

Y/n gyrates her hips in a similar fashion as Kylie grinding against her hand earlier. Fucking herself on her best friend's fingers makes her feel so delirious. She can't believe it's happening and that she's showing her needier side to her best friend in such an intimate way. But it just feels too good to give a damn. She cums hard around Kylie's fingers, walls tightening around her two digits. Kylie feels the spasming and groans a little bit. She's never experienced anyone cumming around her fingers and she was surprised at how it was a different feeling than when she cums around her own fingers. The little gasps Y/n let out were so cute to Kylie, compelling her to suck on her jawline while fucking her through her high.

After it was all said and done, the girls were back in their panties and back to chilling as if they didn't just fuck each other. Kylie was mindlessly scrolling while Y/n tried to focus on the Netflix show on Kylie's tv. But in the back of her head was a question she was dying to ask.

"Hey Ky?"

"Yeah?"

"We're still just best friend's, right?"

Dua would toss and turn for an hour before admitting to herself that she's actually not trying her best to sleep.

She often complained to Y/n about not being able to fall asleep, and not being able to stay asleep when she eventually did close her eyes. Y/n just told her that she wasn't used to having this much down time and that eventually she will be able to regulate her sleep schedule. Dua, however, was insistent that it wouldn't happen and every night she would eventually wake Y/n out of her deep sleep and ask for entertainment. The first two or three times Y/n didn't mind it, actually finding it cute to see her girlfriend bored and needy for her in the middle of the night. But it stops being cute around the fourth or fifth time.

Dua's habits were cutting into Y/n's own sleep schedule. Just because Dua was taking a break from her fast life that doesn't mean Y/n was. At one point Y/n was sneaking away to the guest room to avoid having her sleep interrupted. When she had been caught Dua had to convince her to stop sleeping in a different room. Y/n felt a little guilty after being caught, but she was still hesitant to sleep in the same bed as someone so insistent on waking her up when they can’t sleep.

"Just because you can't fall asleep doesn't mean you get to mess up my sleep schedule too!"

She understood where her girlfriend was coming from, and although she wanted to be stubborn about it, Dua decided to be good and obey. Worse than not being able to sleep is not being able to sleep and being in their bed alone. At least Y/n's presence was comforting to her.

Tonight was no different. Dua was not tired, nor could she keep herself still. She made sure not to move so much knowing that Y/n was trying to sleep. Every time her girlfriend shifted around in the bed, Dua would pause and watch her intently hoping that she hadn't woken her up. Unsurprisingly, the only way to wake Y/n up was if Dua were to annoyingly shake her awake. Dua felt guilty for past interactions where she selfishly decided to wake her, but it's lonely being up all night by herself.

Each time she looks over at Y/n she notices something different about her. She wore nothing but a pink, wireless bra and crushed velvet pink pajama shorts. She could've went without the bra because it barely contained her tits anyway. Her nipple peaked out from the corner of the fabric and Dua reached over to softly cover it back up. It didn't matter anyway considering that it's just the two of them in the room, but Dua thought it was a nice thing to do.

Touching her skin, however, felt more like a naughty thing to do. Her fingers accidentally grazed her upper stomach, making Dua inhale deeply. Y/n always looks so cute when she's sleeping, even though Y/n may disagree with that sentiment. But she always looks totally relaxed, which makes Dua both envious and lovestruck.

Y/n’s body didn't respond to Dua's accidental touch which piqued the curiosity in her girlfriend. She wondered how much touching it would take to actually wake her up. Her gentle touching isn't like the shaking she would do to wake her all those late nights ago.

Dua began to push the limits on where her touch would go. She had lightly rubbed her stomach for some time before moving south and rubbing her inner thigh. Y/n would shift just the tiniest bit and make a small noise, but still she didn't wake. Dua wondered if she could be affecting any dreams she could be having. Did Y/n feel it when Dua's hand got close to her pussy? Or did she feel it when Dua brought her hand back up to her tits and circled her nipple through her thin bra? The more she did it, the more Y/n's body seemed to react to her yet her girlfriend didn't wake up. She knows Y/n wouldn't be able to fake being asleep but she begins to wonder when she sees Y/n furrow her brow.

With a finger, she delicately moves the bra cups out of her way to expose Y/n's nipples. It didn't seem like Dua would need to do much work seeing as they were already hard. She circled the sensitive skin of each bud with her finger. Dua was feeling emboldened by her movements not waking Y/n and decided to go further and grope her tits. Y/n’s nipples pushed against the palm of her hand as she did so. Dua licks and then bites her bottom lip as she gropes her girlfriend's soft flesh. She moans as if she's the one being touched. She watches the expression on Y/n's sleeping face change and she's enamored by it. She hopes to have clouded all of Y/n's dreams with lust and sex. She wants to know if what she's doing is working so she places her hand back between her legs and pushes her shorts to the side and feels her pussy. Y/n is wet. She's not as wet as she would be if she were awake, but there is no denying she is wet.

Dua can't help but rub Y/n's clit and that elicits a small moan from her mouth. It'll be impossible for her to stay asleep any longer. Dua watches her face until her eyes eventually begin to flutter open.

"Baby?"

"Shh -- it's just me."

Y/n's raspy sleep voice and the look of confusion on her face is so hot to Dua. Once the confusion is replaced by the pleasure from Dua rubbing her clit Y/n begins to moan.

"I told you to stop waking me up in the middle of the night," she moans sleepily, closing her eyes again but this time from pleasure and not tiredness.

"I couldn't help myself. You looked so cute laid out for me. You know I always have to touch my beautiful girl when I see her."

Now that she was awake, Y/n began to moan louder. Still being half-asleep made the pleasure more intense. She arches her back, tits jiggling as she does, and stirs her hips for her girlfriend.

“Mmm, feels good,” Y/n sleepily groans. Dua rubs her clit slowly but with much pressure. Y/n is slightly annoyed she was woken up out of her sleep, but she can’t complain too much because the pleasure is building and building. A pinch to her nipple is what wakes her up fully. She groans louder than she would’ve liked, and before she could moan more, Dua covers her lips with hers. It’s a sloppy kiss between the two of them more so because of Y/n. When Dua pulls away she can’t help but laugh at the state her girlfriend is in. She always complains about being woken up in the middle of the night, but tonight she isn’t complaining at all.

“Did you think you were having a wet dream?”

“I think so,” Y/n whispers, her moans chopping up her words.

“Can you tell me what was happening?”

“You were about to fuck me. You were sucking on my neck and rubbing my stomach.”

“Something like this?”

Dua buries her face in Y/n’s neck and begins to suck on her sensitive skin. Instead of rubbing her stomach as Y/n described, she placed her other hand on her boob and groped it while she stimulated her in every way she possibly could right now.

Being annoyed was no longer an option. Waking up to nothing but pleasure is heavenly, Y/n must admit. It was all about her, her girlfriend’s way of being apologetic. Her legs spread wider as Dua’s fingers get sloppier. Y/n took the opportunity to push her fingers out of the way and rub her clit herself. Dua caught on quickly and two wet fingers inserted Y/n’s hole. Y/n began to moan as if she wanted to wake the entire neighborhood. Every touch and every movement had her on cloud nine.

She whimpers through her orgasm. Her cum coats Dua’s fingers and creates a sloppy mess. Y/n can’t quite fathom how things escalated so quickly. She feels a tiredness seeping into her body not but she doesn’t feel like she’s done.

Not a word is spoken between the two as Y/n rolls on top of her girlfriend. Their lips meet in an uncoordinated kiss. Y/n grinds against her with her clit sometimes catching the friction from Dua’s thigh. They’re both sleepy, horny messes. Yet that doesn’t stop Dua from removing all the layers hiding her pussy. She spreads her legs wide to slow off the glistening mess making Y/n cum get her worked up.

Y/n takes her shorts off, and without needing to be asked, puts her pussy on her girlfriend's; she roughly grabs her legs as she straddles her and begins to move her hips. It was easy for their clits to glide against one another due to how wet they are. Y/n can feel how much of a sticky mess is being created between her and Dua’s legs.

“It feels so good,” Y/n sighs as she throws her head back. She grabs onto Dua’s leg to use it as leverage to move her hips faster.

Dua looks down and sees the wetness between them. Her eyes can’t pick where to land between the way their clits bump together and Y/n’s tits bouncing in her face. Her mischievous behavior was paying off as she began to feel the pressure in her belly. She grabs onto Y/n’s hip and squeezes, her nails digging into her flesh causing Y/n to gasp.

“Make me cum baby, make my cum!” Dua coos as Y/n begins to move faster.

Her movement is a bit sloppy as they melt into each other. She had just come, but Y/n feels like she might come again or just come very close to it. She was sleeping not that long ago, now she is all riled up and teeming with energy.

“Are you gonna cum, princess? I want you to cum for me so bad,” she paws at her girlfriend’s chest as she turns Dua into a weeping mess. It’s ironic how the tables have turned.

Dua is a mumbling mess as she cums against Y/n’s sex. The warmth blossoms between their legs and Y/n whimpers at the feeling. A lust-drunk smile spreads on her face as she grinds harder and harder until Dua is shivering from the pleasure and everything more. It was sort of Y/n’s revenge for waking her up even if it feels so good.

She chokes out a broken, “b-babe-”, hands gripping her flesh even harder now. Y/n is still swirling her lips, looking down at how worn out she is. Dua can only last a few more seconds before she’s using her forceful grip on Y/n to slow her down. Y/n listens, and thinks to herself how this should make her girlfriend tired enough to fall asleep easier tonight.

They’re both a mess, but they’re just too lazy to move.

“Promise you’re not gonna be mad at me for waking you up?” Dua asks, her eyes pleading for forgiveness although she was forgiven the moment her fingers hit Y/n’s sweet spot.

Y/n kisses her forehead. She won’t be mad, but she’ll definitely be annoyed when the middle of her day rolls around and she’s utterly exhausted.

“I’m not mad, especially not after that, but don’t wake me up again. You know I have work in the morning.”