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Summary: You and your neighbors petty disagreement spirals into a competition with seemingly no end in sight until she suggests something ridiculous.
Includes: reader with afab anatomy and she her pronouns, cursing, petty behavior from reader and neighbor, insults, bratty reader, brat tamer neighbor, mean neighbor, invasion of personal space, fingering, cunnilingus, dirty talk, taunting, praise, cum eating (?), reader gets fucked into submission (all with consent ofc)
A/N I'm so sorry for the late upload I got busy with so personal things and had to do take some time off :(
Your stupid neighbor was back at it again. Her obsession with her lawn was getting ridiculous. Who the hell mows their lawn 3 times a week? You peeked outside of your window to catch a glimpse, she was outside in that sports bra and basketball shorts combo that she practically lived in.
You decided to maybe have a little talk, nothing to confrontational, just nice and neighborly you told yourself as you put on your shoes and made your way out of your home.
"Excuse me." You asked politely, and she turned to look at you, pushing her sunglasses up with a soft smile. "Yes?".
"I don't mean to intrude," you began. "But your lawnmowing seems a little excessive.." You mutterd, your 'polite' tone straining.
Her smile seemed a little less genuine as she responded. "I can assure you it's perfectly normal for this type of grass." She nodded before turning away and pushing her sunglasses back down.
Your eyes narrowed in annoyance "Is she serious?" You huffed under your breath, your attitude souring.
"What was that, sweetheart?" She asked, in that fake nice tone customer service workers used.
You felt surprised at her responding and stutterd out a "Nothing miss." As you rushed back inside.
"That was so pathetic she sassed me, and I called her miss. What is wrong with me!?" You huffed into your bed "shes such a dick."
Unfortunately, it was Monday again, which means you had to go to work. You woke up without the sound of that lawnmower. Maybe your talk yesterday was actually useful.
You got to work on time by the grace of god. So you began your shift, making coffee and taking orders for the next 8 hours. You stopped paying attention and went on autopilot.
That was until a familiar face took you out of your zone. Your stupid neighbor. You put on that cutomer service smile and asked for her order. You could tell she felt some type of satisfaction from this from that stupid look on her face.
"I think I'll have a, uhm..." You had to restrain yourself from telling her to hurry up. "I think I'll have a blurberry muffin.". "Will that be all?" You asked almost sarcastically, and you saw her smile just a little wider. "That's all, sweetheart." She smiled as she slid her card into the reader.
You clenched your jaw as you heated the pre-baked muffin and put it in a paper bag before passing it off to her. "Here." You said harshly, refusing to put on a front. "No 'miss' today?" she teased. You nearly swung at her but decided it would be better if you kept your job instead, so you turned to your next customer.
"What a weirdo!? Seriously, all I did was tell her her lawnmower was too loud one time, and now she's coming to my work. She's actually weird as fuck." You complain to your friend over the phone.
"She started it, and now you have to finish it." Your friend reponded simply, and you immediately started thinking of petty things to one up her.
The next few days, you both didn't speak to each other, no more neighborly waves or smiles, just a stewing tension. While she was thinking it was over, you were ploting your petty revenge.
It was a friday night, and unlike most people, you wouldn't be catching up on sleep but instead hosting a get-together with all your friends and playing your music as loud as possible.Your friend's cars lined up outside of your house as well as hers, blocking her inside her driveway, whoops.
You thought that maybe you were overdoing it until you reminded yourself of how over the top she was over a simple complaint. In the words of your friend, "She started it, and Imma finish it."
You and your friends got together playing drinking games, laughing as loud as you pleased and playing all your favorite songs. You did feel a little guilty dragging your other neighbors into this with your loud music, but you figured her face twisted in anger would outweigh the guilt.
You and your friends stood in your backyard smoking and sure enough there was a ring at the doorbell. You told your friends to stay put while you handled this.
You answered the door, a smug look on your face. "What do'ya need?" You asked, playing dumb. She did not look amused by your act in the slightest. "Could you turn the music down?" She asked her tone strained. "This volume of music is completely normal for a party. What do you mean?" You asked your smirk only growing.
She stepped forward, her eyebrows furrowed. "Just cause you're taller than me doesn't mean shit." You leaned up to her height the liquor in your system fueling your actions
"Never said it did." She responded, looking down at you. "Shouldn't have tried to be petty with me because I'll one up you every time." You responded, leaning forward. You swore you saw her eyes flick down to your lips before stepping back. "We'll see about that sweetheart"
The next day, you woke up with the most painful headache ever and, to your dismay, the sound of a lawnmower. You washed your face and got some water, plugging your ears the entire time. Somehow, today, the noise was nearly defeaning, and it wasn't helping your hangover whatsoever ever.
You could see her outside again in that stupid sports bra and shorts combo. She smiled at you as she mowed right next to your window. "Fucking jerk." You said under your breath before shutting the blinds. Unfortunately that wouldnt be the end of it.
You did your chores around the house, and soon enough, it was time to take out the trash. As you stepped out, you saw a giant pile of freshly clipped grass on your front porch. You nearly lost it, feeling your fists ball up by your sides and your jaw clench, before reminding yourself that that's exactly what she would want, and by doing that, she would "win".
So you walked past, took out your trash, and swept up the grass clippings. She had another thing coming.
The next weekend, you made sure to do little things to annoy her "accidentally," blocking her in, leaving your trash in her yard, having your car alarm go off in the middle of the night. Though she was obviously annoyed, she seemed to also be set on not letting you "win" either, but you knew what worked once would work again.
So you played your music as loud as possible on a sunday night facing her house. We'll see how those grass clipping compare to a week of annoyances.
You sat in your living room pretending to do something else, waiting for her to come out and admit defeat. And come out she did.
She stormed up to your porch and banged on your door.
Her words were sharp and pointed "what the fuck is your issue?"
"So I win?" You asked nonchalantly
"You're so fucking childish." She scoffed fist balling up at her sides.
"You're like five years older than me. You shouldve never came to my job." You snapped back with haste, your patience at an all time low.
She stepped closer, a weak attempt at dimnishing your boldness. You stepped up, getting in your tippy toes, and in her face.
Her voice dropped an octave. "You act like such a bratty little shit, you think I'll stop mowing my damn lawn just cause you asked all pretty? It's not like I knew you even worked there, you think I cared enough to go all the way up to your job?"
Your jaw clenched and you decided you had enough of her playing "Fuck you, get off my por-"
She cut you off "I bet you just need that fucked outta you."
Your eyes immediately shot open wide, completely thrown off guard. "Excuse me?" You responded wondering if you had misheard her.
"I said you probably need that prissy little attitude fucked outta you, don't you?" She repeated leaning into your ear.
You looked at her at an utter loss for words your mouth opening and closing trying to form a response. 'Who the fuck does she think she talking to??' You thought.
After a few seconds of fumbling for a response you shut the door in her face. 'What was that?' You whispered under your breath as you turned away from the door.
But you couldn't stop thinking about it. As much as you hated her stupid attitude and hated her little smirk even more that comment did make your face heat up ever so slightly.
She was the one who was more stuck up, who the hell did she think she was talking to you like that?
So for the next few days you ignored her and while you could say she did the same, you can't. You'd catch her looking at you, smirking like she had one upped you in that little game of yours and in a way, she had. For the first time you hadn't come up with an equally if not more disrespectful response for what was going on two weeks at this point.
It was eating you up inside. Despite your better judgment and your friends pleading for you to let it go, you decided to start being petty once again. You played your music obnoxiously loud on a Monday night, sitting on your porch scrolling on your phone, pretending not to notice the beads of sweat forming on your forehead.
'Shit, why do I feel so nervous?' You asked as if you didn't know that you couldn't stop thinking about that little comment. What if she decided to actually follow up on it?
You saw out of your peripheral her approaching. Until she was mere feet away from you.
She stood on your porch staring at you her arms crossed, she looked tired, in her night clothes and her hair put up "I thought you had enough, why do you want to start this up again?" She questioned her voice strained.
"It's not over until I win." You stated, less confident than your previous interactions.
"Wow you really are childish." She chuckled, humorless. She stepped a little closer. "Still haven't gotten that attitude out, hm?" She teased
You clenched your jaw annoyed and flustered. "Not in the way you're thinking of, weirdo."
"So what, you did all by yourself, big girl?" She smiled.
"Would you stop being so weird!"
"Would you turn off your shitty music?"
You paused the music only to better project your voice "You're real bold for someone who really isn't all that." You huffed with a sudden air of confidence, standing up in her face once again.
The air felt tense but yet her face remained in that annoying nonchalant look. "Is that so?"
"You're nothing but a stuck up lit-" you were silenced by the sudden and harsh kiss. She grabbed your jaw holding you in place as you kissed you, deep and mean.
You didn't kiss back at first, shocked, before leaning in pushing back and trying to gain back control.
She pushed you against the door of your house and you opened it pulling her in, breathless.
You pulled her to your couch, pushing her onto the cushion, still trying to gain control. She grabbed your hip and pulled you into her lap groping you as she sucked on your lower lip.
As much as you tried to hold it in you whined ever so softly. "There she is" she said in between kisses. "This what you been needing, hm?" "Shut up-" she flipped you over, your stomach on her lap.
You tried to get up but her hand was splayed on your upper back easily holding you down as she groped your ass harshly with her other hand. You whined and pushed into her hand. "That feel good?" She whispered sweetly and you kept up that act, not responding.
That was until you felt a sharp stinging pain against your ass, you yelped straightening out your back immediately. "I asked you a question, answer." She stated firmly yet sweetly. "Y-yes!" You yelped out and she smiled above you.
She began to pull off your bottoms looking at your face for any signs of opposition but all she saw was your big wet puppy dog eyes practically begging her to fuck you silly.
She finally pulled your panties down your thighs, inspecting your pretty pussy. "Already so wet, I knew you needed this, sweet girl." She whispered to you in that condescending voice.
She spread you open gently rubbing a finger down your slit and you gasped, reaching a hand back to play with your clit. "Ah, ah, ah." She tutted before grabbing both your forearms in her strong grip and holding them across your back. "Only good girls get to touch themselves isn't that right?" She cooed.
Her other hand resuming teasing your soaked pussy. "Such a brat." She stated her finger pushing past your entrance as you gasped, pushing back into it. "Playing that loud music" her finger inched deeper " talking back" deeper "cursing" deeper "making me have to be mean for you listen" deeper "making me get up just to fuck you silly." Another finger "fuuuhhckk"
She curled them ever so slightly crooking them right in that little spot. "Mmmphhh" you whined into the couch cushion. "Didn't know you'd be this easy, letting me fuck you like this on your couch?" She teased, her fingers painfully slowly thrusting in and out of your needy pussy. "Must've just needed it that bad, so pent up aren't you sweetie?" She leaned down to kiss your cheek, you cheeks smashed into the couch.
"Puhhleasee" you whined "please what?" She asked making you work for it "need it h-harder n faster, please." She smiled "learning quick, atta girl." You could practically hear her smile as she began to work you up to a quicker pace, driving her fingers into you harder plap, plap, plap.
You involuntarily arched into her finger, casuing them to his even deeper. You felt yourself getting closer whining loudly.
"M'gonna cumm, fuck I'm so closee" you gasped desprate and unashamed. She sped up and you felt it coming, all your muscles tighteneing in preparation and then-
She stopped?
"W-what?" You whined turning to look at her as she pulled her fingers out and began to softly tease your clit. "I was gonna cum!" You yelped. Tears of frustration forming in your pretty puppy dog eyes. "I know, but do you deserve to cum after all that bratty behavior? Didn't even ask me, baby." She looked at you a faux empathetic look on her face.
You groaned and cried in frustration, pouting and teary eyed. "Please, m'sorry for acting up you were right I need you to fuck it outta me please, lemme cum on your fingers miss!" You begged while pushing your cunt against her teasing fingers.
She smiled widely, looking down at you proudly before flipping you onto your back and climbing on top.
She kissed you softer now, melting into you, sweet and caring. You kissed back feverishly and with your hands free you groped her back squeezing and caressing everything you could touch. You wrapped your legs around her and humped against her pajama pants soaking the fabric with your pussy.
She pulled back and made her way to your chest , pulling off your shirt and unclasping your bra and freeing your titties. "Mhmmph, so pretty." She groaned under her breath before taking one into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the bud whilst her other hand tugged at your other breast.
You arched your back and moaned. "Yesssuhh right there" you gasped. She let go with a soft pop your nipple stiffened, a shade redder. She moved down coming face to face with you pussy. Licking and sucking marks into you inner thighs.
"Fuck you're so pretty." She commented before kissing your clit ever so softly, her tongue darting out. "Mmm, taste good too." She grabbed your thighs and pushed her head deeper, licking your dripping hole before stuffing her tongue inside, moaning.
You gasped, your hand palming your breast and other hand grasping the back of her head. She pushed her tongue deeper as you moaned for her. She dragged her tongue in and out stuffing you.
She pulled you closer before moving to you clit, suckiling on it softly while she pushed her fingers back into you. "Yes miss just like that, mmph!" You squealed
She shook her head softly and sucked harder, her fingers thrusting in and out of your with haste. "That's it baby, cum in my mouth."
Before you knew it you were cuming, soaking her face and pushing her deeper into your cunt repeating her name as if you were in a trance. Stars exploding behind your eyelids as you squeezed them tight your mouth hung open, back arched further into her mouth.
You fell back into the couch chest rapidly rising and falling still ever so slightly shaking as she licked the mess off your thighs.
"Knew it." She smiled as she sat up grabbing a wipe and gently wiping the reminisce off your thighs ever so slightly, in juxtaposition of her previous actions. "Knew what?." You said softly still riding the high from your orgasm. "I was gonna win."
You would've rolled your eyes of you had the energy, snapped back with a witty remark but, for once, you let her win.
warnings: fem reader, mentions of masturbation, reader wears panties/lingerie, gf refers to reader as doll and baby once, stalking and obsessive behaviors.
Synopsis: your ex girlfriend can't live without you, she won't.
An: I wanted to just write something quickly to warm up let me know if yall want more cause I LOVE writing for fem yanderes/stalkers
I obviously don't support this type of behavior irl. Stalking is horrible to go through, this is fiction.
Ex gf who is gutted when you leave. She calls you everyday just to hear your voice mail. She doesn't eat for a few days.
Ex gf who has to block you on everything for her own good. (She unblocks you and stares at your posts 24/7)
Ex gf who catches herself driving past your apartment on her way to work
Ex gf who starts to park outside the complex and stares at you get ready through your window.
Ex gf who starts to write letters for you but is too scared to send them
Stalker ex gf who gains the courage to send (making sure they aren't able to be tracked back to her) them and with it your favorite candies
Stalker ex gf who starts getting more bold, eventually getting a copy of your key
Stalker ex gf who goes in your apartment after you leave for work and rummaged through all your stuff, grabbing anything that smells like you and huffing it like an addict.
Stalker ex gf who grabs your used panties and shoves them to her face and nearly drools on them as she whimpers into the soiled fabric.
Stalker ex gf who starts to feel guilty and puts everything back (except for a few token piecesof lingerie) before going home
Stalker ex gf who starts to notice you putting pieces together and gets excited. Writing you to more often, leaving you flowers
Stalker ex gf who sends an angry letter to you when she sees you calling the police and trying to get help. Why do you need help? Shouldn't you be grateful for her undying love?
Stalker ex gf who sniffs your panties and ruts into her hand as she scrolls on your Instagram page. Sobbing your name as she ruins herself to pictures of you.
Stalker ex gf who sneaks into your apartment while you're asleep and watches you sleep. She gets more bold, crouching down to look at your sleeping face she kisses your forehead, gently stroking your cheek and whispering about how much she misses you. "My perfect doll. I'm gonna make you mine again. Promise I'll make you feel better than I ever did before. Gonna make you proud, baby."
Summary: You and your neighbors petty disagreement spirals into a competition with seemingly no end in sight until she suggests something ridiculous.
Includes: reader with afab anatomy and she her pronouns, cursing, petty behavior from reader and neighbor, insults, bratty reader, brat tamer neighbor, mean neighbor, invasion of personal space, fingering, cunnilingus, dirty talk, taunting, praise, cum eating (?), reader gets fucked into submission (all with consent ofc)
A/N I'm so sorry for the late upload I got busy with so personal things and had to do take some time off :(
Your stupid neighbor was back at it again. Her obsession with her lawn was getting ridiculous. Who the hell mows their lawn 3 times a week? You peeked outside of your window to catch a glimpse, she was outside in that sports bra and basketball shorts combo that she practically lived in.
You decided to maybe have a little talk, nothing to confrontational, just nice and neighborly you told yourself as you put on your shoes and made your way out of your home.
"Excuse me." You asked politely, and she turned to look at you, pushing her sunglasses up with a soft smile. "Yes?".
"I don't mean to intrude," you began. "But your lawnmowing seems a little excessive.." You mutterd, your 'polite' tone straining.
Her smile seemed a little less genuine as she responded. "I can assure you it's perfectly normal for this type of grass." She nodded before turning away and pushing her sunglasses back down.
Your eyes narrowed in annoyance "Is she serious?" You huffed under your breath, your attitude souring.
"What was that, sweetheart?" She asked, in that fake nice tone customer service workers used.
You felt surprised at her responding and stutterd out a "Nothing miss." As you rushed back inside.
"That was so pathetic she sassed me, and I called her miss. What is wrong with me!?" You huffed into your bed "shes such a dick."
Unfortunately, it was Monday again, which means you had to go to work. You woke up without the sound of that lawnmower. Maybe your talk yesterday was actually useful.
You got to work on time by the grace of god. So you began your shift, making coffee and taking orders for the next 8 hours. You stopped paying attention and went on autopilot.
That was until a familiar face took you out of your zone. Your stupid neighbor. You put on that cutomer service smile and asked for her order. You could tell she felt some type of satisfaction from this from that stupid look on her face.
"I think I'll have a, uhm..." You had to restrain yourself from telling her to hurry up. "I think I'll have a blurberry muffin.". "Will that be all?" You asked almost sarcastically, and you saw her smile just a little wider. "That's all, sweetheart." She smiled as she slid her card into the reader.
You clenched your jaw as you heated the pre-baked muffin and put it in a paper bag before passing it off to her. "Here." You said harshly, refusing to put on a front. "No 'miss' today?" she teased. You nearly swung at her but decided it would be better if you kept your job instead, so you turned to your next customer.
"What a weirdo!? Seriously, all I did was tell her her lawnmower was too loud one time, and now she's coming to my work. She's actually weird as fuck." You complain to your friend over the phone.
"She started it, and now you have to finish it." Your friend reponded simply, and you immediately started thinking of petty things to one up her.
The next few days, you both didn't speak to each other, no more neighborly waves or smiles, just a stewing tension. While she was thinking it was over, you were ploting your petty revenge.
It was a friday night, and unlike most people, you wouldn't be catching up on sleep but instead hosting a get-together with all your friends and playing your music as loud as possible.Your friend's cars lined up outside of your house as well as hers, blocking her inside her driveway, whoops.
You thought that maybe you were overdoing it until you reminded yourself of how over the top she was over a simple complaint. In the words of your friend, "She started it, and Imma finish it."
You and your friends got together playing drinking games, laughing as loud as you pleased and playing all your favorite songs. You did feel a little guilty dragging your other neighbors into this with your loud music, but you figured her face twisted in anger would outweigh the guilt.
You and your friends stood in your backyard smoking and sure enough there was a ring at the doorbell. You told your friends to stay put while you handled this.
You answered the door, a smug look on your face. "What do'ya need?" You asked, playing dumb. She did not look amused by your act in the slightest. "Could you turn the music down?" She asked her tone strained. "This volume of music is completely normal for a party. What do you mean?" You asked your smirk only growing.
She stepped forward, her eyebrows furrowed. "Just cause you're taller than me doesn't mean shit." You leaned up to her height the liquor in your system fueling your actions
"Never said it did." She responded, looking down at you. "Shouldn't have tried to be petty with me because I'll one up you every time." You responded, leaning forward. You swore you saw her eyes flick down to your lips before stepping back. "We'll see about that sweetheart"
The next day, you woke up with the most painful headache ever and, to your dismay, the sound of a lawnmower. You washed your face and got some water, plugging your ears the entire time. Somehow, today, the noise was nearly defeaning, and it wasn't helping your hangover whatsoever ever.
You could see her outside again in that stupid sports bra and shorts combo. She smiled at you as she mowed right next to your window. "Fucking jerk." You said under your breath before shutting the blinds. Unfortunately that wouldnt be the end of it.
You did your chores around the house, and soon enough, it was time to take out the trash. As you stepped out, you saw a giant pile of freshly clipped grass on your front porch. You nearly lost it, feeling your fists ball up by your sides and your jaw clench, before reminding yourself that that's exactly what she would want, and by doing that, she would "win".
So you walked past, took out your trash, and swept up the grass clippings. She had another thing coming.
The next weekend, you made sure to do little things to annoy her "accidentally," blocking her in, leaving your trash in her yard, having your car alarm go off in the middle of the night. Though she was obviously annoyed, she seemed to also be set on not letting you "win" either, but you knew what worked once would work again.
So you played your music as loud as possible on a sunday night facing her house. We'll see how those grass clipping compare to a week of annoyances.
You sat in your living room pretending to do something else, waiting for her to come out and admit defeat. And come out she did.
She stormed up to your porch and banged on your door.
Her words were sharp and pointed "what the fuck is your issue?"
"So I win?" You asked nonchalantly
"You're so fucking childish." She scoffed fist balling up at her sides.
"You're like five years older than me. You shouldve never came to my job." You snapped back with haste, your patience at an all time low.
She stepped closer, a weak attempt at dimnishing your boldness. You stepped up, getting in your tippy toes, and in her face.
Her voice dropped an octave. "You act like such a bratty little shit, you think I'll stop mowing my damn lawn just cause you asked all pretty? It's not like I knew you even worked there, you think I cared enough to go all the way up to your job?"
Your jaw clenched and you decided you had enough of her playing "Fuck you, get off my por-"
She cut you off "I bet you just need that fucked outta you."
Your eyes immediately shot open wide, completely thrown off guard. "Excuse me?" You responded wondering if you had misheard her.
"I said you probably need that prissy little attitude fucked outta you, don't you?" She repeated leaning into your ear.
You looked at her at an utter loss for words your mouth opening and closing trying to form a response. 'Who the fuck does she think she talking to??' You thought.
After a few seconds of fumbling for a response you shut the door in her face. 'What was that?' You whispered under your breath as you turned away from the door.
But you couldn't stop thinking about it. As much as you hated her stupid attitude and hated her little smirk even more that comment did make your face heat up ever so slightly.
She was the one who was more stuck up, who the hell did she think she was talking to you like that?
So for the next few days you ignored her and while you could say she did the same, you can't. You'd catch her looking at you, smirking like she had one upped you in that little game of yours and in a way, she had. For the first time you hadn't come up with an equally if not more disrespectful response for what was going on two weeks at this point.
It was eating you up inside. Despite your better judgment and your friends pleading for you to let it go, you decided to start being petty once again. You played your music obnoxiously loud on a Monday night, sitting on your porch scrolling on your phone, pretending not to notice the beads of sweat forming on your forehead.
'Shit, why do I feel so nervous?' You asked as if you didn't know that you couldn't stop thinking about that little comment. What if she decided to actually follow up on it?
You saw out of your peripheral her approaching. Until she was mere feet away from you.
She stood on your porch staring at you her arms crossed, she looked tired, in her night clothes and her hair put up "I thought you had enough, why do you want to start this up again?" She questioned her voice strained.
"It's not over until I win." You stated, less confident than your previous interactions.
"Wow you really are childish." She chuckled, humorless. She stepped a little closer. "Still haven't gotten that attitude out, hm?" She teased
You clenched your jaw annoyed and flustered. "Not in the way you're thinking of, weirdo."
"So what, you did all by yourself, big girl?" She smiled.
"Would you stop being so weird!"
"Would you turn off your shitty music?"
You paused the music only to better project your voice "You're real bold for someone who really isn't all that." You huffed with a sudden air of confidence, standing up in her face once again.
The air felt tense but yet her face remained in that annoying nonchalant look. "Is that so?"
"You're nothing but a stuck up lit-" you were silenced by the sudden and harsh kiss. She grabbed your jaw holding you in place as you kissed you, deep and mean.
You didn't kiss back at first, shocked, before leaning in pushing back and trying to gain back control.
She pushed you against the door of your house and you opened it pulling her in, breathless.
You pulled her to your couch, pushing her onto the cushion, still trying to gain control. She grabbed your hip and pulled you into her lap groping you as she sucked on your lower lip.
As much as you tried to hold it in you whined ever so softly. "There she is" she said in between kisses. "This what you been needing, hm?" "Shut up-" she flipped you over, your stomach on her lap.
You tried to get up but her hand was splayed on your upper back easily holding you down as she groped your ass harshly with her other hand. You whined and pushed into her hand. "That feel good?" She whispered sweetly and you kept up that act, not responding.
That was until you felt a sharp stinging pain against your ass, you yelped straightening out your back immediately. "I asked you a question, answer." She stated firmly yet sweetly. "Y-yes!" You yelped out and she smiled above you.
She began to pull off your bottoms looking at your face for any signs of opposition but all she saw was your big wet puppy dog eyes practically begging her to fuck you silly.
She finally pulled your panties down your thighs, inspecting your pretty pussy. "Already so wet, I knew you needed this, sweet girl." She whispered to you in that condescending voice.
She spread you open gently rubbing a finger down your slit and you gasped, reaching a hand back to play with your clit. "Ah, ah, ah." She tutted before grabbing both your forearms in her strong grip and holding them across your back. "Only good girls get to touch themselves isn't that right?" She cooed.
Her other hand resuming teasing your soaked pussy. "Such a brat." She stated her finger pushing past your entrance as you gasped, pushing back into it. "Playing that loud music" her finger inched deeper " talking back" deeper "cursing" deeper "making me have to be mean for you listen" deeper "making me get up just to fuck you silly." Another finger "fuuuhhckk"
She curled them ever so slightly crooking them right in that little spot. "Mmmphhh" you whined into the couch cushion. "Didn't know you'd be this easy, letting me fuck you like this on your couch?" She teased, her fingers painfully slowly thrusting in and out of your needy pussy. "Must've just needed it that bad, so pent up aren't you sweetie?" She leaned down to kiss your cheek, you cheeks smashed into the couch.
"Puhhleasee" you whined "please what?" She asked making you work for it "need it h-harder n faster, please." She smiled "learning quick, atta girl." You could practically hear her smile as she began to work you up to a quicker pace, driving her fingers into you harder plap, plap, plap.
You involuntarily arched into her finger, casuing them to his even deeper. You felt yourself getting closer whining loudly.
"M'gonna cumm, fuck I'm so closee" you gasped desprate and unashamed. She sped up and you felt it coming, all your muscles tighteneing in preparation and then-
She stopped?
"W-what?" You whined turning to look at her as she pulled her fingers out and began to softly tease your clit. "I was gonna cum!" You yelped. Tears of frustration forming in your pretty puppy dog eyes. "I know, but do you deserve to cum after all that bratty behavior? Didn't even ask me, baby." She looked at you a faux empathetic look on her face.
You groaned and cried in frustration, pouting and teary eyed. "Please, m'sorry for acting up you were right I need you to fuck it outta me please, lemme cum on your fingers miss!" You begged while pushing your cunt against her teasing fingers.
She smiled widely, looking down at you proudly before flipping you onto your back and climbing on top.
She kissed you softer now, melting into you, sweet and caring. You kissed back feverishly and with your hands free you groped her back squeezing and caressing everything you could touch. You wrapped your legs around her and humped against her pajama pants soaking the fabric with your pussy.
She pulled back and made her way to your chest , pulling off your shirt and unclasping your bra and freeing your titties. "Mhmmph, so pretty." She groaned under her breath before taking one into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the bud whilst her other hand tugged at your other breast.
You arched your back and moaned. "Yesssuhh right there" you gasped. She let go with a soft pop your nipple stiffened, a shade redder. She moved down coming face to face with you pussy. Licking and sucking marks into you inner thighs.
"Fuck you're so pretty." She commented before kissing your clit ever so softly, her tongue darting out. "Mmm, taste good too." She grabbed your thighs and pushed her head deeper, licking your dripping hole before stuffing her tongue inside, moaning.
You gasped, your hand palming your breast and other hand grasping the back of her head. She pushed her tongue deeper as you moaned for her. She dragged her tongue in and out stuffing you.
She pulled you closer before moving to you clit, suckiling on it softly while she pushed her fingers back into you. "Yes miss just like that, mmph!" You squealed
She shook her head softly and sucked harder, her fingers thrusting in and out of your with haste. "That's it baby, cum in my mouth."
Before you knew it you were cuming, soaking her face and pushing her deeper into your cunt repeating her name as if you were in a trance. Stars exploding behind your eyelids as you squeezed them tight your mouth hung open, back arched further into her mouth.
You fell back into the couch chest rapidly rising and falling still ever so slightly shaking as she licked the mess off your thighs.
"Knew it." She smiled as she sat up grabbing a wipe and gently wiping the reminisce off your thighs ever so slightly, in juxtaposition of her previous actions. "Knew what?." You said softly still riding the high from your orgasm. "I was gonna win."
You would've rolled your eyes of you had the energy, snapped back with a witty remark but, for once, you let her win.
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