#mrsfudd1k

3/10-1k special

It was Paige’s routinely visit to your dorm. Every other weekend she was there, every other weekend she was fucking you, and every other weekend there was a noise complaint slapped on your door.

Your roommates bangs on the wall and screaming go unnoticed but after your 10th complaint, you and Paige decided to be a little more aware.

“Good baby, lay right there” Paige said, getting you settled in bed, preparing to explore you and your limits.

“God, I missed you” She whispered as she took in your scent, taking her time kissing down your body.

Paige’s lips trace a slow path down your body, across your collarbone, dipping into the soft curve of your stomach. Her breath is warm, her tongue flicking against your skin as she goes lower, lower, until she reaches the waistband of your shorts.

“Missed this” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh. “Missed the way you tremble for me.”

She reaches over to the nightstand, pulls out the harness and the thick silicone cock she’s used on you before. The sight of it makes your stomach flutter, mix of anticipation and that familiar ache. She puts it on with practiced ease, then climbs onto the bed, positioning herself between your legs. Her tip grazes your clit.

“Easy” Paige coos, pressing the head against your entrance. “We gotta be quiet tonight, remember? Roommates, RAs, The whole building’s probably got ears out for us.”

You nod, biting your lip, but the moment she pushes in, slow, then suddenly hard, a strangled moan rips from your throat. She fills out in one thrust, your back arches off the mattress. The stretch is too much , the fullness overwhelming.

“Shhh” she whispers, starting a steady, punishing rhythm. “Can’t have you yelling, baby, not yet.”

Her hips slap against yours, wet slapping fills the room.

“Want everyone in this dorm to hear how good I fuck my girl.”

She drives deeper, harder, and you clench around the toy, a broken whimper escaping. You press your palm over your own mouth, trying to muffle yourself, but Paige grabs your wrist and pins it above your head.

“No hiding” she says, breath ragged. “I want to see your face. Want to watch you struggle baby.”

Her pace quickens, relentless. “You’re taking it so well. So good for me. My perfect little slut.”

Your eyes roll back. The pleasure builds, tightening in your belly. You sink under her, thighs trembling, a whine sneaking past your lips. Paige leans down, mouth to your ear.

“if they come knocking…” She fucks you harder, punishing. “I’ll just fuck you through the door. Make sure they hear every moan.”

Her hand finds your clit, rubbing rough circles, and you’re gone. The orgasm rips through you, sharp and blinding, and you bite down on your own shoulder trying to keep from screaming. Paige fucks you through it, her hips never slowing, until you’re a twitching mess beneath her.

“One more” she says, not a question. “Give me another. I know you can.”

And you do, because she’s still going , still pressing that sensitive spot, and your body has no choice but to obey, shuddering through a second climax that leaves you gasping, hoarse.

Paige slows, pulls out gently, and collapses beside you.

“Good girl,” she whispers, kissing your forehead. “So fucking proud of you. We made it without a complaint”

A faint knock sounds from the wall. Your roommate’s muffled voice. “Seriously? Again?”

2/10-1k special

sub paige

Someway, somehow, you were honored to be Paige Bueckers first sexual experience. 

“God, you’re so nervous, take a deep breath” You reassured, staring at petrified paige. 

She listened, already desperate to be good for you. Taking a deep breath, and shyly stripping in front of you. Her sweats first, revealing her damp boxers, then her top, nipples poking through her sports bra. 

You climbed on top of her warm body, her heart beat so fast you could hear it. Moving down to the side of her face you whisper. 

“I’m gonna take good care you, kay?” 

“mm, o-kay” Paige stumbles out. 

You giggle at the nervousness in her voice. You waste no time kissing her up and down, watching her pretty face flush red as your hand grazes her clothed clit. You pull down her boxers to expose her wet, aching pussy. You watch her face as you slide down her body, glassy eyes and a permanent pouty lip. You barely lick her. 

Whimpers escape her mouth, chasing this new unknown sensation, uncontrollably bucking her lips in your face, barely using self restraint. She knew what you were looking for. 

“If you want something, say it”. 

“Please, please taste me”. 

A smile appears on your face as you give the blonde what she wants, needs. The moment your tongue finally presses flat against her clit Paige lets out a shaky, breathy moan. Her hips jerk up so hard and fast you have to pin her thigh down with one hand to keep her still.

“Easy baby” you murmur against her, the vibration of your voice making her gasp. 

“Be a good girl for me, can you do that?”

She nods frantically, her fingers gripping the sheets beside her. 

“Yes… yes, I’ll be good, I promise.”

You smile against her skin and begin a slow, long, flat strokes of your tongue from her entrance up to her clit, circling lazily around her sensitive clit before dipping back down. 

Paige’s soft moans turns into whimpers, her body betrays her, rocking her hips despite her best efforts to stay still.

“Tell me how it feels.”

Her eyes are glassy, unfocused, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. 

“It feels…so good…mommy” She let out between moans. 

You chuckle, then dip your head between her legs once again, this time focusing your tongue directly on her clit in. Paige cries out, her back arching off the bed.

“Oh god—oh fuck—that’s—that’s a lot—”

“You want me to stop?” you ask, pausing with your mouth hovering just above her.

“No, please, don’t stop” she begs, her voice cracking. “Please keep going, I’ll be good, I promise I’ll be so good. 

Her body starts to tremble, orgasm building. 

“Let it build baby, don’t hold back,” you encourage, your fingers sliding down to tease her hole, collecting her sticky substance before pressing one finger inside her slowly. She’s so tight. 

“I feel you inside me” she whimpers, thinking you wouldn’t hear.  

Your mouth attached back to her clit as you barely fucked her with one finger, taking the virgin over the edge. 

“I think-I think i’m gonna” Paige stumbles. 

“You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you? Gonna show me how good I make you feel?” 

She nods desperately, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. “Yes, yes, please, please let me cum, I need it, I need it so bad”

You press your tongue flat against her clit and hum a low, satisfied moan, the vibration sending her over the edge. Her body locks up for a second, and then she shatters, a broken cry tearing from her throat as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through her. 

Her hips grind against your face, her walls clenching around your finger as she rides out the most intense orgasm of her life. You work her through it, gentling your touch as she starts to shudder and twitch from sensitivity. 

But you don’t pull away entirely. Instead, you keep your mouth pressed lightly to her, lapping at her gently, letting the overstimulation set in.

“No, no, it’s too much” she gasps, trying to squirm away, but your hand on her hip holds her in place.

“Shh, just one more minute, baby. You can take a little more for me. You were being such a good girl, what happened?” 

Paige whimpers, her hands flying to your head, trying to pry you off. Every flick makes her jolt.

Tears slip down her face, after another minute of gentle, teasing licks, you finally pull away, kissing the inside of her thigh before crawling back up to meet her.

5/10-1k special

Sex tapes, dressing you up, watching it for hours after the fact. Making you her own cam girl is one of her favorite things to do.

“So wet for me already baby” Paige chuckles, rubbing her pretty tip along your wet pussy.

She wasted no time fucking you, camera in hand, flash bright

The camera stays tight on your face, catching every flutter of your lashes as Paige’s strap pushes into you. She fucks you slow at first, a lazy rhythm that makes you whimper, the tip dragging along your inner walls like she’s savoring every inch.

“Fuck, look at that” she mutters, angling the lens down to catch where her fake cock disappears inside you. “Look how good you take it. That’s my good little whore.”

She pulls out, and you gasp at the emptiness. But she’s already reaching behind her, grabbing a crumpled basketball jersey from the floor, hers, still warm from earlier. She yanks it over your head, the fabric swallowing your torso, the number 5 hanging loose on your chest.

“There” she says, stepping back to get the full shot. “Now you really look like my property.”

Your nipples press against the mesh, visible through the wide armholes. She then grabs the cowboy hat from the nightstand, the leather band still faintly smelling of whiskey and sweat. She settles it on your head, tilting it down so the brim shadows your eyes.

“God damn, my sexy little cowgirl” she breathes, and you see the shift in her pupils. The strap is already slick with you, and she lines it back up, but this time she rams it in without warning. Hard. Deep.

“That’s it. That’s my little slut dressed up like a trophy” she growls, and her hips snap forward. The camera wobbles but stays on you, she’s balancing it with one hand, her other gripping your hip hard enough to bruise. The hat bobbles on your head.

“Look so fucking hot, make me wanna ruin you.”

Her pace changes, faster, meaner, the strap slamming into you, causing echo in the small room. She’s not holding back. The flash from the camera catches the sweat on her brow, the gleam in her eye.

“Whose little slut are you?” she demands, voice ragged.

“Yours” you choke out.

“Louder.”

You repeat yourself, screaming.

She thrusts deeper, grinding her pelvis against your clit. “I love seeing you like this. Dressed up. Taking it. Begging for it even when you can barely breathe.”

The hat falls forward, blocking your view, but you feel everything, the relentless pump of her strap, the heat pooling in your belly, the way she hovers the camera inches from your face, making sure to capture every moan.

4/10-1k special

The smoke hangs in the dim light of your living room. You're sprawled on the couch, head fuzzy, limbs heavy, watching Paige through half-closed eyes. She’s been staring at you for the last five minutes, her pupils blown wide, bottom lip caught between her teeth.

“You have no idea” she says, voice low and rough, “how fucking hard it is to sit here and not just… taste you.”

You blink, a slow smile spreading. “Oh yeah?”

She slides off the cushion, landing on her knees in front of you. Her hands find your thighs, fingers pressing into the denim of your jeans. “Yeah. I’ve been thinking about it all night. Every time you took a hit, the way your mouth opened… fuck.” She leans in, breath warm through the fabric. “Let me. Please. I need to feel you come on my tongue.”

Her eyes are desperate, glassy from the weed, but focused. She’s already tugging at your button, popping it open, dragging down the zipper with a shaky hand.

“Paige…”

“Don’t tell me no” she whispers, sliding her palms under the waistband of your jeans, pushing them down your hips.

“You’re so pretty when you’re high. All loose and shit. I want to make you feel so good you forget your own name.”

She presses a kiss just below your navel, then another, lower, her nose touching the damp cotton of your underwear.

She hooks her fingers into the waistband, pulling your panties down your legs, leaving you bare. She moans at the sight, licking her lips.

“Look at that. Fucking perfect. And you’ve been hiding this from me?”

She shakes her head, then her mouth is there, hot and open, a long, slow lick from your entrance up to your clit. You gasp, hips jerking. She hums against you, the vibration making your toes curl.

“That’s it” she murmurs, pulling back just enough to speak, her breath cool on your slick skin.

“You’re gonna let me worship this pussy, and you’re gonna lie there and take it. No fucking talking back. Just let me show you how much I want you.”

She dives back in, tongue circling your clit in firm, wet strokes. One hand pins your hip down, the other slips under you, fingers pressing into the curve of your ass. She eats you like she’s starved, like you’re the only thing keeping her alive. Slurping, sucking, tongue plunging inside you, then back up to lap at your clit in quick, dirty flicks.

“Fuck—Paige—”

“Yeah, say my name” she pants, lifting her head just enough to look at you, her chin glistening.

“Say it while I make you come. You’re such a fucking mess for me. Soaking my face.”

She buries her face in your cunt again, moaning against you like she’s the one getting off. Her tongue works you, fast and deep, then soft and teasing, until you’re trembling, breath hitching, your fingers twisted in her hair.

“That’s it, come on, baby, give it to me. I want all of it” she mumbles into your flesh, her words muffled but clear.

“You taste so fucking good. Best thing I’ve ever had.”

The orgasm hits you like a wave. She doesn’t stop, tongue lapping through every pulse, swallowing every drop, until you’re shaking, oversensitive, pushing weakly at her head.

She finally pulls away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, grinning up at you.

1/10-1k special

!very evil caitlin so proceed with caution!

You’d been with caitlin for some time now, at first you had a pretty well rounded relationship, good but vanilla sex and a honest foundation. More and more you start to notice a switch in your girlfriend.

Her sprinkling in degrading words once in a while or mentioning fucking you with a gun to your head. unfortunately you didn’t think much of it til you had went on her phone trying to find yours only to be met with the most hardcore porn you’d every seen.

A girl completely bonded, sobbing with bruises, cuts and cum all over her. You left the phone where it was, trying to forget what you saw and what that meant for your relationship. When asking Caitlin about it, she disregarded you, claiming it must of happened in a dream of yours.

Later that night, in bed with Caitlin. She had you straddled on her. Giggling and making jokes, putting a smile on your face. She noticed the slight buck in your hips, the straps of your top fallen down, and that dumb look on your face, just begging for her to hurt you.

Caitlin looked up at you, pure malicious intent. She flipped you onto your back and started to do her regular routine.

Kissing you down your body, making sure you’re comfortable and slipping your clothes off. All normal to you, but in truth she was planning something much worse. Your girlfriend gently ate your pretty pussy, touching and tasting you, making you ache and moan for her. Some time pasts, she was ready to dig you out.

For whatever reason she cut off all the lights, losing all emotion in her face. Caitlin starts to fuck you ruthlessly, causing you to scream right off the bat. Both hands wrapped around your throat, choking you a little more with every thrust. Begging her to slow down, she showered you in gut wrenching degradation.

“Shut the fuck up dirty bitch, don’t make me stuff that pretty mouth”

“God, your such a slut, letting me ruin this greedy little hole”

“Go ahead, fight me, scream as loud as you want, no ones coming to save you”

“Come on slut, cry for me”

Just as she said, you did. Tears stream down your face, just like the girl in the porno. Salty water falls and pools by your ears, seeing this fuels Caitlin.

She wants to see how much you really can take. how much before you completely summit to her. She finally lets up on your throat, just to hold you arms in place, locked wrists.

In honor of my account hitting 1,000 followers I will be writing 10 fics purely from followers requests!! I will be posting two everyday for 5 days. Send in anything you wanna see and enjoy!! ❤️

1- Cry baby

2- First time

3-Quiet

4-Hungry

5-Put it on

6-Same Time

7- Yummy

8- Patience

9-TBD