Any way to get g!p regina George? I like the whole she's just sweet to us thing so maybe like she hooks up a lot but it's different with us? Idk but I would love the smut if that's ok lol
G!P Regina George x fem!reader
TW: pretty graphic smut, cunnilingus, PIV, somewhat dominant Regina
(A/N: My first request to fulfill on here! This one’s quite long and I wrote it over the span of a couple weeks, so I hope it’s all coherent lol. Anyway, thanks to the anon who requested this, I hope it’s what you wanted!)
Ask any girl in the greater Northshore area and they’ll all tell you the same thing – Regina George isn’t exactly a generous lover. Ask Regina herself and she’d tell you, (if it weren’t so unladylike and crude) that her motto when it comes to girls is a simple one: pump ‘em and dump ‘em.
You were well aware of Regina’s reputation, so when you found yourself lucky enough to be her companion for the night, you thought you knew what to expect. You figured she’d bring you up to her king sized bed, get her rocks off, (and yours if she felt so inclined) then throw you out before she even rolled off of you.
But as it turns out, Regina George is full of surprises.
The first of those surprises was just how attentive she was to your needs in bed. Faster or slower, harder or softer – you asked, she gave it to you. She made you see stars every time she brought you to the edge, and she didn’t stop until you told her you couldn’t take any more.
The other surprise was the way Regina treated you when all was said and done. Rather than telling you to hit the bricks as you’d expected, she curled her arm around your waist and pulled you in closer, literally spooning you and pressing the softest kisses to your bare shoulder. If the way her breath hitched was anything to go by, it was safe to say that Regina was almost offended when you asked if she wanted you to leave.
“Of course not…” she’d mumbled softly, pulling her blankets up to cover you both. “Just spend the night here with me, baby. Don’t want you driving this late anyway…”
To say you were shocked would be an understatement. Either every single girl Regina has ever hooked up with (of which there were many) had lied about how cold she became once the fun part of the evening was over, or she’d developed a soft spot just for you. You really weren’t sure which option was more realistic.
Regardless of the reason for Regina’s over the top hospitality, you couldn’t find any reason not to stay for the night. And so you let her pull you in, let her hold you, and eventually fell asleep in her arms.
When you awoke the next morning you were still tangled in Regina’s embrace and she didn’t show any signs that she was planning on letting you go any time soon. Her arm was slung around your waist, her tall form curled around yours, and her face was nuzzled securely in the crook between your neck and shoulder.
Carefully, you reached over and grabbed your phone from the nightstand to check the time, your eyes widening in shock when you saw that it was nearly 10:30 in the morning.
“Shit,” you cursed under your breath, instinctively grabbing Regina’s arm and throwing it off of your waist.
As the blonde slowly woke up, groaning tiredly and stretching out her arms and legs, you flew out of her bed and started throwing your clothes on in a desperate attempt to get ready.
Tired blue eyes stared at you longingly as you pulled on last night’s jeans. “Where are you going?” Regina asked in a deliciously raspy morning voice that nearly had you crawling back into bed with her.
“Home,” you answered, earning a soft frown from the blonde. It made your heart flutter, but you didn’t have any time for that. “I have to get ready for work. I go in at 12.”
Regina, who’d never worked a day in her life, scoffed dismissively. She wasn’t angry at you, but at the idea of you having to leave for something as menial as whatever minimum wage job you were working. “Just call in,” she said as if it were such a simple decision.
You chuckled a little at her cluelessness as you pulled your shirt over your head and stood in front of her large floor length mirror, smoothing the wrinkles out of the fabric. “I can’t just call in, Regina. I need the money.”
“Well, what are they paying you? Five, six hundred a day? I can give you that.”
That earned a belly laugh from you.
Regina’s eyebrows furrowed, her cheeks turning red as she realized she’d just made herself sound like an idiot. “What?” She asked defensively. “Why are you laughing?” If anyone else had dared to laugh at anything she said, no matter how ridiculous, the mean girl in her would’ve come out in an instant. But with you, she just felt… humiliated.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” you giggled, shaking your head to try and focus and quell your laughter. You turned to look at her with an amused, affectionate smile and reassured, “I don’t mean to laugh. You’re just… you’re so far off that it’s kinda cute.”
Regina literally felt the heat rise to her cheeks as she blushed at your words. She attempted to cover it up with a roll of her eyes. “Well, how much do you make then? I can’t be that far off. I mean, they have to pay you a certain amount, there are laws and stuff…”
Most people, other than those who were equally wealthy, would’ve shied away from telling Regina George anything about their financial situation. But you didn’t seem to be ashamed of yours. You didn’t seem to be ashamed about much of anything when it came to your life and who you were. Regina wondered if that was why you were so interesting to her – if that was why she wanted you so bad.
“I make fifteen dollars an hour, Regina,” you told her shamelessly, as she had predicted you would. “That’s the minimum wage in Illinois. I’m a high school student working a part time job… I’m not exactly bringing in a whole lot of money.”
“Fifteen dollars an hour?!” The blonde nearly shrieked, her face a mixture of shock and disgust. “That’s like… not even two hundred bucks for the whole day! How is that even legal?!”
You chuckled at Regina’s genuine shock. She was so insanely sheltered from the reality of the average person’s life, so insanely spoiled… most people found it annoying, but you couldn’t help but find her naivety cute. (And of course it helped that she was drop dead gorgeous.)
“That’s reality, hon,” you told her, sitting down on the side of her bed to pull your shoes on. “Not everyone’s born into wealth.”
Regina, who normally wouldn’t accept such a comment from anyone, just pressed her lips together and frowned. She wanted to shoot you a nasty look, to tell you that her life wasn’t so easy either. But honestly, you’d softened her edges way too much for her to ever say that to you. “Well, that doesn’t matter now. Just call in today. I’ll pay you as much as I said I would.”
Regina thought, ‘God, am I really that desperate?’
Rather than giving in to her request, stripping off all your clothes, and climbing back into bed with her like she hoped you would, you just rolled your eyes and laughed. “What, am I a prostitute?” You teased, shaking your head in amusement. “Seriously Regina, I’m not gonna let you pay me five hundred bucks just so you can sleep with me again. That’s ridiculous.”
Before she could defend herself and say that she wasn’t paying you to sleep with her, (which was only half true) you were on your feet again and grabbing your things. “Listen, I had fun last night, and I’d love to see you again soon, but for right now I have to go. I’m sorry, Regina.”
With that, you were walking towards the door. But rather than scoff and roll her eyes and tell you she didn’t even care anyway like the stubborn part of her so desperately wanted to do, she simply sighed in defeat and jumped out of bed to chase after you. “Wait,” she requested softly, pulling on the skirt she’d been wearing last night and throwing on a random hoodie from her closet in the hopes that no one from school would see her like this. “Let me drive you.”
You paused in her doorway, blinking up at her in surprise. “What? Regina, you don’t have to do that. I was just gonna get an Uber.”
The blue eyed beauty scoffed and rolled her eyes, grabbing her car keys and stuffing them in her pocket. “You think I’m gonna let you get in an Uber alone when you look like you do? What if your driver is some creepy perv?” She shuddered at the thought and shook her head, grabbing your arm and leading you out of her room. “It’s not happening. I’m driving you. End of story.”
If it weren’t for the way the blonde was practically pulling you down to her car, you would’ve stopped dead in your tracks at her possessiveness. It was hard to ignore the way it made your heart flutter, and you were glad she was walking in front of you so she couldn’t see the little smile playing on your lips.
You two weren’t official, and you were technically just another one of Regina’s hookups, but God damn was it getting hard for that girl to hide how much she likes you…
It was about a fifteen minute drive from her house to yours, and by the time she pulled up in your driveway, it was nearly 11:20. Worried you were gonna be late for work, you thanked the blonde for the ride and reached for the door handle, only to stop when Regina called your name, grabbing your knee to get your attention. You turned to her, eyebrows raised expectantly, clearly waiting for her to continue.
The blonde swallowed nervously, hardly resembling the cocky HBIC she was to everybody else as she timidly asked, “What time do you get off?”
You raised an eyebrow. Weird question.
“8 o’clock. 7:30 if we aren’t busy. Why?”
She nods and takes a deep breath, seemingly having to gather herself for a moment before proposing, “Come over after you get off. We can… hang out.”
You guffawed and rolled your eyes. “Oh, Regina, please… we both know you have zero intention of just hanging out.”
Regina, beginning to get fed up with your little game of hard to get, clenched her jaw and shot you a frustrated glance. “You don’t think if I just wanted to fuck you I would’ve kicked you out and blocked your number last night after you let me do just that?” She snapped, feeling a little guilty when your face fell in surprise. She sighed and shook her head. “Whatever. It’s fine if you don’t want to, I don’t really care.”
‘She’s such a bad liar,’ you thought.
Without thinking too much, you looked at her, tilting your head curiously. “You never do this with any of the other girls you hook up with, do you?” You asked, and the look on her face was enough to give you your answer. “What makes me so special?” You pressed.
Regina didn’t look at you, instead staring straight out the windshield, hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles were turning white. “You just… you make for better company than them, okay?” She cringed a little at her own response. God, did she sound cryptic…
“But why do you think that? I mean, we never even hung out other than last night…”
Regina huffed, both annoyed and flustered at all your questions. “Just come over tonight, okay? I want to see you again. Isn’t that enough of a reason?”
You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks as Regina admitted that she just wanted to see you. You smiled softly and nodded, reaching for the car door handle. “Okay, I’ll be there,” you promised, opening the door and stepping out before turning back to look at her over your shoulder. “I look forward to it…”
Suddenly, the (slightly) icy exterior Regina had begun to form melted away, and the blonde smiled at you coyly. “Yeah…” the blonde murmured, the apples of her cheeks turning red. “I look forward to it, too…”
With that, you closed the car door behind you and started up the path to your house. Regina lingered there in your driveway for a minute – just long enough to make sure you got inside, (a courtesy she definitely would never extend to any of the random girls she hooked up with if she ever did decide to drive any of them home, which she never would) before shifting her car into gear and driving off.
Once she was a few houses down from yours, Regina glanced up at her rearview mirror and smiled just at the sight of your house. ‘God, I’m so pathetic…’ she thought, but even that wasn’t enough to wipe the smile off her face. Maybe she was a little pathetic for you, but that was okay, because she was excited for tonight… for more reasons than one.
After a grueling eight hour shift dealing with people who seemed to be experiencing their first day on Earth, you were finally able to clock out and make your way to Regina’s house. You texted her when you pulled up in the driveway and she did you the favor of coming all the way downstairs to greet you before carefully escorting you up to her bedroom and away from the eyes of her overbearing mother.
She closed the door behind you and locked it before turning back to you with a smirk, allowing you to get a good look at her. She was wearing a skin tight white tank top that was cropped just below the bellybutton, offering a tantalizing strip of bare skin that left you wanting to see more. Paired with this was a pair of oversized pink boxer shorts (the loungewear kind, not the underwear kind) with the playboy bunny logo printed all over them. Her long blonde hair was brushed through and parted to the side, not a single strand out of place, and she was wearing light makeup despite how late it was getting, which you could only assume was because she knew you were coming over.
Standing across from Regina in your stupid, frumpy polo and blue jeans, (your work uniform) you couldn’t help but feel a little insecure. But before you could dwell on it too much, the blonde clicked her tongue and began walking towards you. “What, are you just gonna stand there and stare all night?” She asked, hands grabbing your waist almost instinctively. “Don’t get all shy on me now, baby…”
The blonde leaned in to kiss you, but before her lips could meet yours, you pulled back a little, holding a finger up between your mouths and tutting in joking disapproval. “Trying to kiss me already, are we? What happened to the sweet girl from earlier who just wanted to see me?” You asked, and by the devious little smirk on your face, Regina could tell you were teasing.
“Oh, she’s got jokes, doesn’t she?” She played along, pulling your body flush against hers and moving to kiss your neck rather than your lips. “That sweet girl still exists, baby. You’re looking at her. I’m so sweet, in fact, that I was considerate enough to assume that after a long day at work, you wouldn’t want to come over and waste your time talking or watching a movie or anything like that… you’d rather come over and let me lay you down on my big, comfy bed so that I can fuck you stupid… isn’t that right?”
You let out a barely audible gasp at Regina’s words, and she chuckled darkly against the column of your throat as she left gentle kisses there. “Weren’t expecting that, were you, sweetheart?” She teased.
That earned another chuckle from Regina as she carefully walked you backwards until the backs of your knees hit the edge of her bed. Then she gripped your jaw between her fingertips and tilted your head up so you were looking at her. “Well?” She pushed, leaning in until her breath was fanning over your lips. “What do you say, baby? You want me to lay you down right now and fuck you until you forget your own name?”
You nodded desperately, your mind lagging behind a little and making you whisper out a ‘yes’ several seconds afterward.
All it took was that one simple word and Regina was laying you down on her mattress and practically scrambling on top of you. Her lips crashed into yours hungrily, making your head spin with desire. You kissed her back, and she took the lead by slipping her tongue between your lips and massaging it gently against yours.
Her hands roamed your body almost desperately, feeling you up like you hadn’t just given yourself to her the night prior. Before you knew it, your shirt was pulled off and tossed on the floor and your jeans were unbuttoned and slid down your legs. Regina swore under her breath at the sight of you laid out wantonly on her bed, wearing nothing but your bra and panties.
With the bulge in her shorts becoming more uncomfortable and more difficult to hide, she made quick work of removing her own clothes. Her breasts spilled out as she pulled that tight white tank top over her head, and you were delighted to find that she didn’t have a bra on. You wanted to sit up and get your hands on her – to grab her breasts and pinch and squeeze those pretty pink nipples until she was whining and desperately slotting herself between your legs, but you knew better.
Regina was the one in charge here.
The blonde smirked, grabbing your bare thighs and yanking you to the edge of her bed before leaning over you again to kiss you. Her hands slid intentionally up from your thighs, across your stomach, until she reached your breasts, squeezing and kneading them in a way that had your back arching into her touch. Nimble fingers slipped behind your back and unclasped your bra as Regina kissed down your neck, her kisses trailing lower and lower until she reached your now exposed breasts. Her tongue rolled lazily over your nipple before she wrapped her lips around it, earning an eager and appreciative noise from you.
She gave your other breast the same treatment before pulling back to look up at you with a smirk. “Can I ask you something, baby?” She purred, hands sliding down your waist to your inner thighs. When you nodded your head, she planted a few wet kisses down your sternum, only stopping just above your belly button. “Have you ever had anyone eat this pretty pussy?”
The question nearly had you choking on your own saliva, and you could almost feel your wetness dribbling down to the seat of your already soaked through panties. You took a shuddering breath and propped yourself up on your elbows, looking down at her with a nearly desperate expression. You shook your head swiftly. “N-no, no. No one’s ever… done that before.” For some reason, you were almost embarrassed to admit that, just like you were embarrassed that the majority of your hookups prior to Regina had involved roughly five minutes of dry fingering before you faked it all over someone’s hand in the passenger seat of their car.
But judging by the almost carnivorous look on Regina’s face, hearing of your inexperience was like music to her ears.
She continued kissing down your stomach, below your belly button this time, before she reached the hem of your panties. She looked up at you, blue eyes dilated with her arousal, and asked, “Can I be the first?”
The idea alone had you whining, and despite your nerves and insecurities, you found yourself nodding desperately, thighs instinctively spreading for her. Regina chuckled at your eagerness, and dropped to her knees at the edge of her bed. She pushed your thighs apart even more, grabbing your legs and resting them on her shoulders as she got all up close and personal with you in a way you thought no one ever would.
“Is it okay if I touch you now? And maybe take off these panties? You can’t be comfortable when they’re this wet…”
You nodded desperately, body trembling with desire. But when Regina looked up at you, eyebrow raised expectantly, you knew that she wanted you to verbalize it. “Yes, Regina, yes. Fuck, please touch me…” you begged, words flowing out like your arousal.
The blonde smirked, satisfied to hear just how much you wanted this, and began pressing kisses along your inner thighs, sucking and biting when she saw fit. When she reached your pussy, still covered by soaking wet fabric, she gently pressed her thumb to your clit and rubbed in slow, slow circles. Even that much stimulation had you yelping and bucking your hips at her, and she snickered cockily. “God, baby, okay okay…” she teased. “I want to play with you a little more but I don’t think you can take it, so I’ll give you what you want. I may be a bitch, but I’m not a monster.”
With that, her fingers slid underneath the hem of your panties and she slowly slid them down your legs, groaning at the sight of a clear string of arousal stretching from your panties to your cunt as she exposed it. You opened your thighs wider until it almost hurt to do so. Your hands anchored you to the mattress, stopping you from tangling your fingers in her long blonde hair and pulling her face to your crotch.
Luckily for you, Regina wasn’t feeling very patient right now either.
In a move that was so vulgar and obscene that it made your stomach drop, Regina inched closer until the tip of her nose was just centimeters away from your dripping pussy, and inhaled. Her eyes rolled back at the heady scent and she could feel her balls pulsing as they grew heavier and heavier. ‘I better make her cum fast,’ she thought. ‘I have to get my dick in there…’
The blonde looked up at you one more time, seeking permission, and this time accepted your nod as sufficient, diving into your pussy like a starved animal.
You made some sort of noise between a moan and a squeal, and Regina had to hold your hips down to prevent them from bucking wildly. You’d only been alive for eighteen years, and you hadn’t had too many experiences sexually, but this, without a doubt, was the best thing you’d ever felt. Regina’s tongue, wet and hot, stimulated you in ways that no fingers or penis ever could. She lapped up your arousal hungrily, clearly relishing the taste and not acting hesitant like you’d seen before in porn. And when her tongue lapped at your clit you couldn’t hold back the desperate noises any longer.
Moans, whines, and whimpers echoed off the walls in her large room, and you didn’t give a damn anymore if her parents could hear. (But considering how ridiculously huge her house was, they probably couldn’t.) “Fuck, Regina…” you whined, eyes rolling back in your head. “I-I can’t…”
She chuckled against you and the vibration made you melt. “Can’t do what, baby?” She mumbled against you. “I’m doing all the work. You just get to lay back, relax, and make a mess all over my pretty face.”
You whined in embarrassment, cheeks flushing even redder than they already were at her statement. You were making a mess all over her face… and her sheets, and yourself, but you just couldn’t help it when it felt so fucking good.
“Aw, don’t get shy on me now, baby…” she chuckled, clearly getting a rise out of your reactions. “You weren’t so shy when you were letting me split you open on my cock last night, were you? And we both know you’re gonna let me do it again tonight, even though you’re probably still all sore and sensitive…”
Another whine tore from your throat, followed by a mumble of something incoherent as you tangled your fingers in her shiny blonde hair to stabilize yourself. The way Regina was practically drinking you up, shoving her tongue inside you and sucking on your clit, had you rapidly approaching the edge. You could feel that delicious coil in your lower belly getting tighter and tighter with each growing second. Goosebumps spread out all across your skin as the heavenly tingling of an impending orgasm washed over you. “Regina!” You cried out, voice cracking desperately. “I-I’m gonna cum…”
The blonde let out an almost ravenous growl as her tongue flicked across your clit rapidly. “Do it, baby. Cum for me. All over my fucking face…” As if punctuating her statement, Regina took two fingers and plunged them into your wet cunt, curling them upwards to press against your G-spot.
And that was all it took. You gasped brokenly, whole body locking up as you came on her face so fucking hard. “Fuck, fuck, oh my God, Regina!” You yelled, cunt fluttering eagerly around her long, slender fingers as you soaked her bedsheets through.
You let out a long and satisfied whine as you slowly came down from what was probably the best orgasm of your life, Regina’s ministrations slowing down along with you.
By the time your orgasm had waned completely, the blonde gently pulled her fingers out of you and kissed up your body before gently pressing her fingers into your mouth. You moaned tiredly around them, stomach tingling with renewed arousal at the taste of yourself. Regina smiled down at you softly and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. “Good girl, baby,” she whispered, free hand squeezing your hip. “You did so good for me…”
You blushed at the praise and reached up to cup her cheek, pulling her face down to press your lips to hers. “Thank you…” you breathed out against her lips, cringing at yourself the moment the words left your mouth. ‘She just made me cum all over her face and the only thing I can think to say is thank you?’ You thought.
Regina pulled back and laughed softly at your awkward pillow talk. “You’re lucky you’re so cute,” she chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. Her hands trailed down to your thighs, spreading them apart and stepping in between them. She leaned in to press soft kisses to your neck. “But you don’t have to thank me, sweetheart. You’re gonna return the favor, aren’t you?” She asked, slowly pressing her bulge against your still dripping pussy, letting you feel how hard she was and how worked up you’d gotten her.
You gasped softly at the feeling, the heavy pulse of arousal reappearing between your legs. You reached up to grab Regina’s arms desperately as she ground her hips into you. “Yes, I-I’ll return the favor,” you replied breathlessly. “What do you want me to do?”
The blonde smiled softly and quirked an eyebrow at your question. “What do I want you to do?” She repeated, halting her movements. “All I want you to do is lay back and spread those pretty legs for me, baby. Just let me slide into you and hold you down while you take this cock. Can you do that for me, love?”
Her voice was soft and gentle, a direct contradiction to the filthy words she spoke. And that only turned you on even more. You nodded desperately, fingernails digging into her flesh as you squeezed her biceps. “I can do it, Regina. Please… just fuck me…”
That was all the motivation she needed to pull her own panties down her legs, revealing her hard cock. The seven inches bobbing between her legs twitched at the cold air, her pretty pink tip dribbling precum as the vein running along the top of her shaft pulsed with sheer need. Her balls were heavy and full even though you’d emptied them just last night, and the sight alone gave you the feeling she’d been looking forward to this moment all day.
Your legs spread wider instinctively, and Regina let out a dark chuckle as she lodged herself between them once again, this time holding her cock with a vice grip. She pressed her leaking tip against your clit, savoring the sound you let out when she did so, and began running her tip up and down your pussy until you were practically yanking her down on top of you and begging her to please just fuck you.
Unable to hold back for any longer, Regina nodded, taking a deep breath to keep herself from getting too excited before leaning down to kiss you. Slowly, she pushed inside of you, feeding you inch after inch and swallowing every delicious moan that fell from your lips until she bottomed out.
“There we go…” she breathed out, standing up straight to get a good look at the sight before her – you, sprawled out on her mattress with your legs on her shoulders, pussy stuffed to the brim with every inch of her cock. The visual alone was almost enough to make her cum, but she forced herself to hold back. Her hands made their way to your hips, gripping them tightly to keep you in place so she could fuck you properly. “You look so pretty for me, baby…”
You whined softly, cheeks flushing at the compliment as your body adjusted to the intrusion. After a few seconds, you nodded slowly, and Regina started to move.
That first thrust was already enough to have you seeing stars, and judging by the mixture of a growl and a moan that tore from Regina’s throat, it was clear she felt the same. The thick drag of her cock, in and out, in and out, was maddening in the most delicious way.
“God, it feels so good…” you moaned, words slurring together like you were drunk. And in a way, you were – cockdrunk.
“I know it does, baby,” Regina growled, curling her hands around your calves as they rested on her shoulders. “You’re doing such a good job for me… letting me just pump in and out of you like this. You’re just my little cock sleeve, aren’t you?”
Embarrassment bloomed in your chest at that term, but there was no hiding the way your cunt tightened around her when she said it. “Yes,” you admitted in a pathetic moan, hips canting upwards to meet her every thrust. “I’m just your little cock sleeve, Regina…”
The blonde chuckled darkly, picking up her pace. “That’s my good girl. And you’re gonna let me shoot my load inside of you, aren’t you?”
You whined pathetically and nodded your head, your whole body feeling hot as she fucked you to the edge of another orgasm. “Yes, Regina!” You moaned brokenly. “I-I want you to cum inside me…”
Regina rewarded you for that by fucking into you harder, the wet sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. She couldn’t help but let out little moans of pleasure herself, it just felt too good. She’d fucked tons of girls before, but never in her life had she been lucky enough to fuck a pussy this perfect. Hot and wet and tight… she swore to herself that if this orgasm didn’t wipe her off the face of the planet she was gonna make you hers officially. No one else was gonna fuck you after this…
Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught sight of your shaky hand slipping between your legs, fingers clumsily rubbing your clit. She clicked her tongue and shook her head, gently grabbing your hand and pinning it above your head. “I’ve got it, baby. You just relax…” With her free hand, she began to rub slow circles against your sensitive bundle of nerves, already having learned that it makes you crazy.
“Regina!” You cried, so close to cumming that you almost felt nauseous. “Please, I-I’m gonna cum!”
You could feel her cock twitch inside of you as you said that, and it only brought you closer and closer to the edge. Regina grunted as she focused on fucking you, face screwed up in pleasure as she tried to hold herself back. “Do it then, baby,” she panted, her balls drawing up tighter and tighter as her own orgasm built. “Cum for me, sweet girl. Cum all over my cock. Gonna fill you up once you do…”
Regina fucked you a little harder, trying to get you there before she busted inside of you prematurely. Her fingers rubbed slow circles on your swollen clit, and she could tell from the way your cunt was fluttering around her that you were just seconds away from exploding with pleasure.
But so was Regina herself.
Desperate to make you cum first and not make an absolute fool of herself, the blonde let out a whine that was completely humiliating, and said, “Baby, please… you have to cum. I-I can’t last –”
The sight of her desperation was enough to finally send you over the edge, your second orgasm of the night surging through your body in a wave of white hot pleasure. You let out a loud cry of her name, but you could barely hear it because of the way your ears were ringing, and you could swear you heard her let out a desperate little moan herself. Your hands twisted in her bedsheets so hard that they almost tore, but that was the last thing on your mind as your pussy undulated around her.
“Oh God!” Regina yelped, planting both hands on either side of your head as her hips pumped in and out of you sloppily. Her cheeks turned red, blue eyes rolling back and her mouth falling open as she finally came, unleashing torrents of hot cum deep inside of you.
You let out a soft coo as you came down from your own orgasm, cupping Regina’s face to pull her in for a kiss as her hips bucked into you a few more times, fucking her cum deep. She pulled back from the kiss to take a deep breath before collapsing on top of you, pinning you underneath her. With any other girl, she would’ve pulled out and told them to hit the bricks, but you weren’t just any other girl. And besides, there was no way she could muster up the energy to throw you out even if she did want to, not after you’d given her the most mind shattering orgasm she’d ever had.
So instead, she propped herself up on shaky elbows and looked down at you with a look in her eyes you couldn’t quite decode. “Stay tonight,” she pleaded softly, trying to make the offer sound more casual than it actually was. “I can order you some food and you can take a nice hot bath. You don’t need to be driving this late anyway.”
You chuckled, noticing how that always seemed to be Regina’s excuse for asking you to stay even though you both knew the only reason she asked is because she wanted you to stay. Regardless, you nodded and planted a kiss on her lips. “I’ll stay tonight, but… I think we have some things we need to talk about.”
Regina’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. She took a deep breath before slowly pulling her softening cock out of you and rolling over to lay beside you. “And what are these things we need to talk about?” She tried to sound unbothered, but you could tell by her tone that she was nervous as she grabbed a throw blanket off her bed and used it to cover her lower half.
You smirked softly and rolled onto your side, propping your head up with your hand as you looked down at her. “We need to talk about why the hell you’re being so nice to me,” you explained, poking her shoulder playfully with your free hand.
Regina’s head snapped towards you. “Why I’m being so nice to you? Are you serious? Of course I’m gonna be nice to the girl I’m fucking…”
“Bullshit,” you called, earning a shocked expression from the blonde. “You think the other girls you’ve fucked don’t talk? They made it pretty clear that you get your fix and then kick them out, regardless of how late it is or how concerning the driving conditions may be. But you don’t do that with me. Instead, you get all lovey dovey and ask me to stay. I want to know why.”
Regina sighed deeply as you called her out, staring up at the ceiling to avoid meeting your eye. She shrugged her shoulders and then mumbled with as much confidence as she could muster, (which wasn’t a lot) “I don’t know. I guess I just… like you or whatever.”
You raised your eyebrow at this revelation, smirking down at her. “You like me?” You repeated, unable to ignore the fluttery feeling that gave you in your chest. “How? We’ve never even hung out outside of us hooking up. And we’ve only done that twice. How could you possibly like me?”
Regina huffed and rolled her eyes, but there was no hiding how red her cheeks were. “I don’t just like you because I want to fuck you, if that’s what you’re implying. I’m not that shallow. At least not when it comes to you…”
“I’m not implying anything,” you corrected, not willing to let her off the hook so easily. “I asked you a question and I want an answer. That’s all.”
“Well, there’s your answer right there. That’s why I like you,” she said, gesturing at you with her hand as she remained on her back staring up at the ceiling.
“What do you mean? Don’t be cryptic, Regina.”
The blonde let out a frustrated sigh and scrubbed her hands over her face before blurting out, “I like you because you actually stand up for yourself. You call me out on my bullshit and you don’t let anyone in the whole damn school intimidate you, even me. You aren’t a pushover, and it’s… it’s really hot.”
You opened your mouth to respond, but Regina cut you off by holding her hand up, signaling that she wasn’t done speaking yet. “At first I thought that once I brought you home, once I fucked you, that your little attitude would disappear. That you’d be begging on your knees for me to call you back. Just like every single girl I’ve ever been with. But you didn’t. Instead, even after I bent every rule I have for this type of thing and let you sleep over, you got up in the morning and left because you had to work. You… you have no idea how refreshing that is for me. To not be put on a pedestal…”
“Well, maybe if you didn’t scare people so damn bad they wouldn’t feel like they had to put you on a pedestal.”
She finally turned her head to look at you, a fond smile on her face. “Case in point…”
Your face fell for a moment, surprised that she didn’t argue back, before you chuckled softly, realizing the irony of your response. You sighed gently, a little smile on your face, and asked, “What now?”
Regina blushed, her eyes drifting off shyly as she suggested, “Do you… maybe want to be my girlfriend?”
She looked at you in surprise when you laughed softly and shook your head. “Baby, please…” you giggled, resting a hand on her shoulder. “If you want me to be your girlfriend you’re gonna have to try a lot harder than that. Maybe you could try actually bringing me on a date first?”
She just blinked at you a few times, mouth dropped open. She didn’t know whether to be turned on or humiliated. But honestly, she was a little bit of both.
Before she could even say anything, you leaned over to kiss her cheek before climbing out of her bed. “I think I’ll take you up on that offer for a nice hot bath. Do you mind?” She shook her head, but you didn’t even spare her a glance to see her do it. She watched as your naked form disappeared into her en suite bathroom, but before you closed the door, you stuck your head out and smiled sweetly. “Oh, and feel free to order us some food while I’m in here. Sushi, if you can find some place that looks good.”
Regina stared at the bathroom door in disbelief as you closed it, letting out a scoff at your audacity. But then, she shook her head fondly, unable to shake the smile on her face as she grabbed her phone and looked up sushi places close by.
She found herself thinking that she might’ve met her match with you, and honestly… she liked it more than she’d ever care to admit.
