your girlfriend megan is high and needy for you
pairing: puppy!megan skiendel x fem!reader
CONTAINS ◞ explicit consent/ language, g!p megan ,blowjob, mommy kink, weed and etc
You and Megan are chilling in her cozy room, sprawled out on her soft bed with the faint smell of weed lingering in the air. The joint you shared earlier has her eyes glassy and her body relaxed, but there's a needy edge to her now…
She's curled up against you like a puppy, her head on your chest, but you feel her hips shift. At first, it's subtle, but then she presses closer, her hard dick rubbing against your thigh through her thin shorts.
You glance down, smirking as she dry humps you slowly, her breaths coming faster. She's so cute when she's like this—high and desperate. 'Megan,' you murmur, your hand sliding to her waist to pull her on top. She freezes for a second, looking up with those wide eyes. 'You want this, baby?'
'Yeah,' she whispers, grinding harder now that you've started it. Her dick throbs against you, and you can feel the heat building. 'Please, keep going.'
You flip her onto her back gently, kissing her neck as you tug down her shorts. Her cock springs free, already leaking. 'Mommy's got you,' you say, and she whimpers, arching up. This isn't the first time tonight—earlier, after the first puff, you sucked her off quick to tease, but now she's begging for more.
You lean down, taking her into your mouth again, swirling your tongue around the tip. She moans loud, fingers in your hair. 'Mommy, that feels so good. Don't stop.' You bob your head, sucking deep, tasting the salt of her skin until she's bucking up.
'Enough,' you pull off with a pop, climbing over her. You strip quick, positioning yourself so she can slide inside. She gasps as you sink down, riding her slow at first, then faster. Her hands grip your hips. 'Fuck, Mommy, you're tight. Harder.'
You pick up the pace, slamming down on her cock with steady rolls of your hips. The bed creaks under you both, and Megan's face twists in pleasure, her mouth open as she pants. 'Shit, just like that,' she gasps, her hands sliding up your sides to cup your breasts. You lean into her touch, grinding deeper, feeling her stretch you wide.
'You're doing so good, baby,' you say, voice low and teasing as you slow just enough to make her whine. She bucks up to meet you, desperate for more friction. 'Don't tease me,' she begs, eyes locked on yours. 'I need it faster.' You chuckle softly, giving her what she wants, bouncing harder until sweat beads on her skin.
She flips you suddenly, rolling on top with surprising strength from the high. Now she's thrusting into you, rough and needy, her cock hitting deep each time. 'My turn,' she mutters, kissing your shoulder sloppily. You wrap your legs around her waist, pulling her closer. 'Yeah, fuck me like that,' you encourage, nails digging into her back.
The rhythm builds, her breaths ragged against your neck. You take control again, pushing her shoulders to slow her down, making her look at you. 'Not yet,' you whisper, clenching around her to edge her closer. She groans, trembling. 'Please, I can't hold it,' she pleads, but you shake your head, riding the wave with her.
Megan can't even protest, your commanding posture only increased her arousal. The grip against your hip returns, and it only takes a few more firm, deep thrusts for her to cum inside you, the hot liquid splattering all over your walls.
You ride out the aftershocks, hips rolling slow to milk every drop. Her body slumps against yours, spent and shaking, but you keep the pressure, drawing soft gasps from her lips. The heat between you lingers, slick and warm, as you shift to take the lead once more, flipping her back beneath you.
