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Daddy’s back but not for long (testing session has killed my will to live)
bully ellie bully ellie bully ellie
Spanking, college au, groping, fingering, fem!reader
She didn’t spare you even if you just so happened to be her favourite target. Favourite why? You always wore this cute pair of panties bully!Ellie really liked to see on you. They were white and had little strawberry imprints. You whimpered when you felt her smack your ass. “Ellie…” you croaked in a smaller voice than intended. “I’m—... I’m—”
“Wet. I know.” Ellie said calmly, fingers playing with the waist of your panties. You were tossed over her lap, Ellie’s left hand forced your torso down and right hand rubbed your pantie-covered ass cheeks as if you had any dignity left.
Suddenly, she grabbed the waistline of your panties and yanked them down. You made a small squeaking sound in shock as you felt your privates all of a sudden exposed to your bully. Ellie’s smirk widened slightly and her fingers teased your vulva, rubbing and feeling the softness of it all. You whimpered and grabbed the side of her thigh, nails digging into them as you tried to swallow all the humiliation.
Her slender, long fingers moved inside you with ease and she moved them, scissoring her fingers to try to get your pussy to stop squeezing as much. “Such a tight little cunt, isn’t that right, slut?” You whined, eyes squeezing shut.
Ellie didn’t stop. Her fingers moved out, then back inside all the way in one fast fluid motion. You moaned aloud into her thigh, voice muffled. “Mmmmhh, please…”
Your sounds only encouraged the other woman to keep going. She curled her fingers deep inside, searching for that one spongey spot. Her other hand kept you pinned down, her fingers working faster. Enough to make you lose your mind but not enough to be counted as rough.
“Aww, you’re so cute. Strugglin’ and shit but you ain’t askin’ me to stop.”
Her words made your humiliation grow roots in your heart, but you were far too gone to care now anyway so you stopped squirming, and gave in like a good girl.
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𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑
cheater!ellie x reader
summary: ellie reunites with an old friend and starts spending way too much time with her
warnings: cheating, angst, smut, fighting
part one
part two
anything
Stalker Ellie x femreader
Tw-stalking, needy, worshipping, smut, public kinda, eating out, fingering, fear of getting caught, begging
You notice how Ellie has been stalking you, you notice your door unlocked, panties missing, her following you and ordering the same drink everyday just to watch you. You finally get a chance to speak to her.
Part 2 cuz I lowkey posted them randomly 💔 didn’t think you guys would fw this
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You notice her again, that familiar shadow lingering just beyond the edge of your vision. Ellie, with her cropped hair and those intense green eyes that seem to pierce right through you. She's been following you for weeks now, subtle at first, like a coincidence in the coffee shop, then bolder, her gaze locking onto you from across the street. You should be scared, but something about the way she looks at you, like you're a goddess descended to earth, makes your pulse quicken with excitement. Tonight, as you walk home through the dimly lit park, her footsteps echo yours, closer than before.
You stop under a flickering streetlamp, pretending to check your phone, and there she is emerging from the trees, her breath coming in short bursts. “I couldn't stay away,” she whispers, her voice rough with need. She steps closer, hands trembling as she reaches out but doesn't touch, waiting for your permission. You feel a thrill shoot through you, your body responding to her desperation. “You like watching me, don't you?” you say softly, turning to face her. Her eyes widen, a flush creeping up her neck. “Every second. You're... everything.”
She drops to her knees right there on the path, the gravel biting into her skin, but she doesn't care. Her hands hover near your thighs, eyes pleading. You nod, and that's all she needs. Her fingers slide up your legs, pushing your skirt higher, exposing your skin to the cool night air. She presses her face against your inner thigh, inhaling deeply, a low moan escaping her lips. “You smell so fucking good” she murmurs, her hot breath making you shiver. You thread your fingers through her hair, guiding her closer, loving how she worships you like this—obsessed, devoted, utterly yours.
Ellie's tongue darts out, tracing a slow line up your thigh, tasting your skin as if it's the sweetest thing she's ever known. She nuzzles against your panties, the fabric already damp from your arousal. “Please” she begs, looking up at you with those wide, adoring eyes. “Let me taste you. I've dreamed about it every night.” You hook your fingers into the waistband and pull them down, stepping out of them, your pussy bare and aching for her attention. She groans at the sight, her mouth watering visibly.
She leans in, her tongue flattening against your folds, licking from bottom to top in one long, deliberate stroke. You gasp, your grip tightening in her hair as she laps at you eagerly, her hands gripping your ass to pull you closer. Her tongue circles your clit, flicking it gently at first, then sucking it into her mouth with a wet pop. “Fuck, you taste like heaven,”she mumbles against you, the vibrations sending sparks through your core. She worships every inch. Sucking, licking, probing with her tongue as if she can't get enough. You rock your hips against her face, grinding down, and she takes it all, her nose brushing your clit while her tongue thrusts inside you, fucking you with it.
The creepiness of it all—the way she stalked you here, the risk of being caught only heightens the pleasure. You love how she degrades herself for you, her cheeks smeared with your wetness, her chin dripping as she devours you. “More” you demand, and she obeys instantly, slipping two fingers into your pussy, curling them to hit that spot that makes your legs shake. She pumps them in and out, her mouth never leaving your clit, sucking harder now, her free hand kneading your ass cheek, spreading you open.
You feel the build-up, the tension coiling tight in your belly. Ellie's eyes lock onto yours the whole time, watching your every reaction, feeding off your pleasure like it's her lifeline. “Cum for me,” she pleads between licks. “Please, let me have it.” Her fingers thrust faster, her tongue relentless, and you shatter—your orgasm crashing over you, pussy clenching around her digits as you cry out, flooding her mouth with your release. She drinks it down greedily, not spilling a drop, humming in satisfaction as you ride out the waves against her face.
When you finally pull back, she's panting, her lips swollen and shiny with you. She stays on her knees, looking up with pure adoration. “Thank you,” she whispers, pressing a reverent kiss to your thigh. “I'll do anything for you. Always.” You smile down at her, your body still humming, already anticipating the next time she'll creep into your life—because you wouldn't have it any other way.
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loser!ellie headcannons!
⋆˚࿔minors & men dni
❤︎loser!ellie, who is the type of person to send “just tell me u hate me and want me to die” type of texts when you tease her about ANYTHING….shes supa dramatic
❤︎loser!ellie, who definitely beats up your stuffed animals when you’re not paying attention to her. there’s literally no reason for her to do it either..just to annoy you
❤︎loser!ellie, who deadass gets her shirts from the boys kids isle..she just gets them in a bigger size. she sleeps in a minecraft t-shirt she got from walmart in that isle two years ago.
Stalker prev Ellie!
Tw Dirty panties, fingering, stalking, filthy
Authors note- you guys really liked the first stalker Ellie smut so I’m taking this out of drafts, this was written to happen before she breaks in❤️🩹
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The dim streetlights flickered as you walked home from your late shift at the coffee shop, oblivious to the shadow trailing a few paces behind. Ellie Williams had been watching you for weeks now, her green eyes locked on the sway of your hips, the way your skirt hugged your thighs. She was obsessed, a quiet stalker with a filthy mind that replayed every glimpse of you like a porn loop in her head. Tonight, she couldn't hold back anymore.
Ellie had jimmied the lock earlier that evening, slipping inside like a ghost while you were still at work. Her heart pounded as she rifled through your drawers, inhaling the scent of your clothes, but the hamper was the jackpot. She snatched the panties—soft lace, white lace, a small red rose in the middle, stained with your essence and stuffed them into her pocket. Then she melted back into the night, her pussy already throbbing at the thought of what she'd do with them.
Back in her cramped apartment across the street, Ellie locked the door and stripped down, her tank top and jeans hitting the floor in a heap. She was lean and toned, freckles dusting her shoulders, her short auburn hair messy from the adrenaline. Spreading her legs on the bed, she pulled out your panties, holding them to her nose. The musky aroma hit her like a drug your sweat, your faint arousal from the day. “Fuck, you smell so good, “ she groaned to herself, her voice rough and needy. Her free hand slid down her stomach, fingers dipping between her thighs to part her slick folds.
Ellie rubbed the fabric of your panties against her clit, the cotton teasing her swollen nub with slow circles. She imagined it was you under her, your legs spread wide as she ground against you. Her breath hitched, hips bucking up as she pressed harder, the damp spot from your day soaking into her sensitive skin. “Yeah, just like that, fuck baby you’re perfect”she whispered, picturing your face twisted in pleasure. She dragged the panties lower, bunching them up and shoving two fingers inside herself, the fabric wrapped around them like a makeshift toy. Her pussy clenched, walls pulsing as she fucked herself deeper the cotton dragging against her inner walls with each thrust.
Sweat beaded on her forehead, her small tits heaving with every ragged breath. Ellie added a third finger stretching herself wide, the panties now soaked with her own juices mixing with yours. She pounded into her cunt relentlessly, the wet squelch filling the room, her thumb flicking her clit in frantic rhythm. Visions of stalking you flooded her mind peeking through your window last night, watching you touch yourself in the shower, water cascading over your curves. “You're mine,” she growled, her body arching off the bed. The orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her pussy spasming around her fingers, cum gushing out to drench the panties completely.
Panting, Ellie pulled them out, admiring the mess she'd made of your stolen treasure. She licked the fabric clean, tasting the blend of you both, a perverted smile curling her lips. But she wasn't done. Tomorrow, she'd follow you again, closer this time. Maybe slip into your place once more, leave a hint that she was there. The stalking was just the beginning; soon, she'd make you feel her touch for real.
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Ellie's Comfort 18+ smut
Containing- Fingering, caring Ellie!, passionate love making, reassuring, eating out, nipple play (a little)
Small chested femreader! X gf Ellie
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You sit on the edge of the bed in the dim light of your shared room, arms crossed over your chest, staring at the floor. The conversation with your friend earlier replays in your mind—the casual joke about how 'real women' have curves, how flat chests just don't cut it. It stings more than you'd admit, especially now, with Ellie walking in from patrol, her boots thudding softly as she kicks them off.
She notices immediately. Ellie's sharp eyes catch the way your shoulders hunch, the tension in your posture. “Hey,”she says, voice low and steady, dropping her pack by the door. She crosses the room in a few strides, kneeling in front of you, her calloused hands gently prying your arms apart. “What's going on? You look like the world's ending.”
You try to brush it off, but the words tumble out anyway. “It's stupid. Just... feeling shitty about my body. My boobs. They're so small, like, barely there. Everyone else has these perfect ones, and I just... I feel invisible sometimes.” Your voice cracks, heat rising to your face as you avoid her gaze.
Ellie's expression softens, her green eyes locking onto yours with that intense focus she has. She stands, pulling you up with her, and guides you to sit back on the bed. “Invisible? To me?” She shakes her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And your tits? Fuck, I love them.” Her hands slide up your sides, thumbs brushing the undersides through your shirt. “They're perfect. Sensitive, real. Let me show you”
Before you can protest, she leans in, capturing your lips in a slow, reassuring kiss. Her mouth moves against yours with gentle pressure, tongue slipping in to taste you, calming the storm in your chest. You melt into it, hands gripping her shoulders, feeling the strength in her lean frame.
She breaks the kiss, trailing her lips down your jaw, your neck, nipping lightly at your collarbone. “I mean it” she murmurs against your skin. “Every part of you turns me on.” Her fingers hook under the hem of your shirt, lifting it slowly. You raise your arms, letting her peel it off, exposing your bare chest—no bra today, just you, small and vulnerable.
Ellie pauses, eyes drinking you in. "See? Gorgeous.” She cups one breast in her palm, thumb circling the nipple until it hardens under her touch. A soft gasp escapes you as she leans down, taking the peak into her mouth. She sucks gently at first, tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, then harder, teeth grazing just enough to send sparks through your body.
“Feels good, right?” she whispers, switching to the other side, lavishing it with the same attention. Her free hand kneads your waist, pulling you closer. The warmth of her mouth, the wet pull of her lips, makes your insecurities fade, replaced by building heat between your legs.
You nod, threading fingers through her short hair, holding her there. “Ellie... please.” Your voice is breathy, needy. She looks up, smirking that cocky grin, but her eyes are full of affection. “Tell me what you want. I want to make you feel good.”
“Touch me. Everywhere.” You pull at her shirt, and she yanks it off quickly, revealing her own toned body, the tattoo on her arm flexing as she moves. She pushes you back onto the bed, hovering over you, kissing a path down your stomach. Her hands work your pants open, sliding them down along with your underwear, leaving you naked beneath her.
She settles between your thighs, hands spreading them wide. “So wet already,” she says, voice husky, fingers tracing your folds. She parts you, dipping one finger inside, then two, curling them to stroke that spot that makes you arch. “This pussy is mine, and I love every inch of you.”
Her thumb finds your clit, rubbing in firm circles as she pumps her fingers deeper, faster. You moan, hips bucking against her hand, the pleasure coiling tight. But she stops suddenly, withdrawing, making you whine. “Not yet. I want to taste you”
Ellie lowers her head, breath hot against your core. Her tongue flattens, licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit. She laps at you steadily, sucking your clit between her lips, humming vibrations into your skin. Her fingers join again, thrusting in rhythm with her mouth, fucking you open while she devours you.
The room fills with the sounds of your wetness, her slurps, your gasps. “Ellie—oh god, yes” She doesn't let up, tongue swirling, fingers scissoring inside you, stretching you. Your hands clutch the sheets, body trembling as the orgasm builds.
“Come for me,” she urges, voice muffled against you. “You're so fucking hot like this.” The words push you over, waves crashing as you clench around her fingers, crying out her name. She works you through it, licking softly until you're spent, boneless.
But she's not done. Ellie climbs up, shedding her own pants, revealing her slick folds. She straddles your thigh, grinding against it while leaning down to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on her lips. “Your turn to feel me,” she says, guiding your hand between her legs.
You slide two fingers into her heat, feeling her walls grip you tight. She rocks against your hand, moaning into your mouth, her small breasts pressing against yours—hers just as modest, a reminder that she's right there with you. “See? We're perfect together.”
You thrust up into her, thumb on her clit, matching her pace. She rides your fingers hard, breaths coming in pants, until she shudders, coming with a low groan, soaking your hand.
She collapses beside you, pulling you into her arms, bodies tangled. “No more doubting yourself, okay? I love you exactly as you are” Her hand rests lightly on your chest, a gentle affirmation. You nod, finally believing it, wrapped in her warmth.
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hi hi hi love your fics sm! do you think you could do loser needy puppy ellie getting a handjob from girlfriend reader after a long overstimulating day??
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handjob, g!p ellie, precum eating, spit play
When Ellie had finally gotten home all tired from work, you wrapped your arms around her and kissed her cheek.
“Long day, baby?”
Ellie just nodded instead of answering and slumped down on the couch, loosening the tie of her shirt. You sat right there on her lap, claiming your rightful place, your ass feeling all soft against Ellie’s thighs as you held the side of her face. With a smile, you leaned closer and peppered kisses over her face.
“I can make you feel better.”
Ellie moved up, smiling back at you but you could see the way her breath quickened with anticipation. “Yeah?”
“Mhm,” you palmed her bulge through her pants.
Ellie let out a low moan, watching you with half-lidded eyes as you sank down in between her legs, kneeling on the floor. You rubbed her thigh with your other hand, zipping her pants down.
“Oh, Ellie, I’ve missed touching you like this so much.”
Ellie’s cheeks reddened a little and without realising it, she started helping you undo her pants. Once they were around her ankles, you focused on her taut boner, it was twitching with need with an obscene little drip of precum.
“Shit, baby, you’re so hard already.” You teased, leaning forward and taking a good portion of her tip in your mouth. You licked up all that she was leaking before spitting on your open palm. Warm saliva dripped down your skin before you closed your hand around her shaft. You held it with expertise and started pumping her dick. Ellie moaned, and leaned back against the back of the couch as she whimpered and bit her lip, trying so desperately to try to restrain herself from making sluttier sounds.
“Mmmm, you taste so good, babe.”
Your words didn’t help as your hand moved without rest. Ellie didn’t know how your hand didn’t get crampy from moving relentlessly at the pace that you were going at. You squeezed only slightly and pumped up, thumb rubbing her sensitive tip in circular motions.
“Mmm, you like that, puppy, huh?” You spat on her cock again.
She moaned, low and fucking lewd. Her voice was small, and thin as she looked at you and whispered:
“P-please, I wanna cum.”
♡₊˚ ──── thinking abt coworker!ellie who is impossibly annoying, and though you have always prioritised independence and leadership, you honestly want nothing more than to be fucked by her. and that is deeply troubling for u.
she was already hard to deal with when you were on the same team, but when u both earned a promotion at the same time and became partners, sharing an office and forced to work together privately, it became even worse. she's just so cocky, probably only acting like this because she knows it gets on your nerves. you think she mustn't mean anything by it, it's just how she acts, and she'd behave like this with anyone else. everything's an innuendo with her.
"oh, you like that, yeah babe?" after you genuinely complimented her work.
"i really like it when you shut up."
"and i really like pleasing you, so i'm gonna do that now." and the shit-eating grin on her face? all you can do is roll your eyes and look up to the ceiling. you can't win.
but then you get home feeling so sexually frustrated :( you stare at her contact on your phone for a few minutes with an ache in your cunt, touch-starved and wondering if she'd actually like to please you if you called and asked. it's ridiculous, but she makes you feel so subby inside. thinking about her overly casual attire ( a loose button down shirt and slacks, a blazer if it's cold out ) and the silver rings on her fingers, how she scrunches her nose and smirks at you when she catches you off guard with one of her jokes, or her talking down to you—even if it's a joke—and knowing that you might be pathetic for liking it.
coworker!ellie is just such a pain in your ass, huh? she'll never know all the things you do for her when you're alone, like leaving on the skirt she complimented when you touch yourself, or mumbling a little pretty "please, c-can i—?" into the air when you're about to come.
Ellie's Comfort 18+ smut
Containing- Fingering, caring Ellie!, passionate love making, reassuring, eating out, nipple play (a little)
Small chested femreader! X gf Ellie
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You sit on the edge of the bed in the dim light of your shared room, arms crossed over your chest, staring at the floor. The conversation with your friend earlier replays in your mind—the casual joke about how 'real women' have curves, how flat chests just don't cut it. It stings more than you'd admit, especially now, with Ellie walking in from patrol, her boots thudding softly as she kicks them off.
She notices immediately. Ellie's sharp eyes catch the way your shoulders hunch, the tension in your posture. “Hey,”she says, voice low and steady, dropping her pack by the door. She crosses the room in a few strides, kneeling in front of you, her calloused hands gently prying your arms apart. “What's going on? You look like the world's ending.”
You try to brush it off, but the words tumble out anyway. “It's stupid. Just... feeling shitty about my body. My boobs. They're so small, like, barely there. Everyone else has these perfect ones, and I just... I feel invisible sometimes.” Your voice cracks, heat rising to your face as you avoid her gaze.
Ellie's expression softens, her green eyes locking onto yours with that intense focus she has. She stands, pulling you up with her, and guides you to sit back on the bed. “Invisible? To me?” She shakes her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And your tits? Fuck, I love them.” Her hands slide up your sides, thumbs brushing the undersides through your shirt. “They're perfect. Sensitive, real. Let me show you”
Before you can protest, she leans in, capturing your lips in a slow, reassuring kiss. Her mouth moves against yours with gentle pressure, tongue slipping in to taste you, calming the storm in your chest. You melt into it, hands gripping her shoulders, feeling the strength in her lean frame.
She breaks the kiss, trailing her lips down your jaw, your neck, nipping lightly at your collarbone. “I mean it” she murmurs against your skin. “Every part of you turns me on.” Her fingers hook under the hem of your shirt, lifting it slowly. You raise your arms, letting her peel it off, exposing your bare chest—no bra today, just you, small and vulnerable.
Ellie pauses, eyes drinking you in. "See? Gorgeous.” She cups one breast in her palm, thumb circling the nipple until it hardens under her touch. A soft gasp escapes you as she leans down, taking the peak into her mouth. She sucks gently at first, tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, then harder, teeth grazing just enough to send sparks through your body.
“Feels good, right?” she whispers, switching to the other side, lavishing it with the same attention. Her free hand kneads your waist, pulling you closer. The warmth of her mouth, the wet pull of her lips, makes your insecurities fade, replaced by building heat between your legs.
You nod, threading fingers through her short hair, holding her there. “Ellie... please.” Your voice is breathy, needy. She looks up, smirking that cocky grin, but her eyes are full of affection. “Tell me what you want. I want to make you feel good.”
“Touch me. Everywhere.” You pull at her shirt, and she yanks it off quickly, revealing her own toned body, the tattoo on her arm flexing as she moves. She pushes you back onto the bed, hovering over you, kissing a path down your stomach. Her hands work your pants open, sliding them down along with your underwear, leaving you naked beneath her.
She settles between your thighs, hands spreading them wide. “So wet already,” she says, voice husky, fingers tracing your folds. She parts you, dipping one finger inside, then two, curling them to stroke that spot that makes you arch. “This pussy is mine, and I love every inch of you.”
Her thumb finds your clit, rubbing in firm circles as she pumps her fingers deeper, faster. You moan, hips bucking against her hand, the pleasure coiling tight. But she stops suddenly, withdrawing, making you whine. “Not yet. I want to taste you”
Ellie lowers her head, breath hot against your core. Her tongue flattens, licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit. She laps at you steadily, sucking your clit between her lips, humming vibrations into your skin. Her fingers join again, thrusting in rhythm with her mouth, fucking you open while she devours you.
The room fills with the sounds of your wetness, her slurps, your gasps. “Ellie—oh god, yes” She doesn't let up, tongue swirling, fingers scissoring inside you, stretching you. Your hands clutch the sheets, body trembling as the orgasm builds.
“Come for me,” she urges, voice muffled against you. “You're so fucking hot like this.” The words push you over, waves crashing as you clench around her fingers, crying out her name. She works you through it, licking softly until you're spent, boneless.
But she's not done. Ellie climbs up, shedding her own pants, revealing her slick folds. She straddles your thigh, grinding against it while leaning down to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on her lips. “Your turn to feel me,” she says, guiding your hand between her legs.
You slide two fingers into her heat, feeling her walls grip you tight. She rocks against your hand, moaning into your mouth, her small breasts pressing against yours—hers just as modest, a reminder that she's right there with you. “See? We're perfect together.”
You thrust up into her, thumb on her clit, matching her pace. She rides your fingers hard, breaths coming in pants, until she shudders, coming with a low groan, soaking your hand.
She collapses beside you, pulling you into her arms, bodies tangled. “No more doubting yourself, okay? I love you exactly as you are” Her hand rests lightly on your chest, a gentle affirmation. You nod, finally believing it, wrapped in her warmth.
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reader giving ellie the most brain circuiting head everrrr
- why don’t you join my discord server?
Ellie has a stinky sweaty pussy.
You’re obsessed with it. Carnally obsessed with it. Your fingers plunged inside and it made a wet sound that made Ellie’s cheeks heat up. She gripped the sheets tightly, not because the sensation overwhelmed her, but because she was a little embarrassed for what was to come.
In your relationship with Ellie, Ellie had almost always been the dominant one and now things were about to change. You leaned down, lowering your mouth to her wetness. The scent of her made your head spin, you needed her badly the more time passed.
Your tongue darted out. The first lick. Ellie’s eyes rolled back.
“Shit, baby.” Her hand reached down, holding you there, fingers threaded carefully through your perfectly done here as if she was afraid she’d ruin it if she clenched too hard.
“That feel good?” You smiled to yourself before shoving your tongue deeper in her slit. Ellie’s swallowed, watching your tongue disappear inside her. The sight alone was so dirty she could have cum from that alone. You used one hand to rub her clit, two fingers rubbing slow circles around her clit.
Ellie pushed back against your hand subconsciously, whining and trying to get more stimulation. Your tongue worked with deep, long strokes. Every other curl of your tongue made the other girl lose her mind a little more. You were exceptionally good with your mouth and had Ellie known that before, she’d use your mouth for her own pleasure all the time.
THIS IS WHAT I WANNA SEEEEEE
I wanna buy rose toy.
Stalker Ellie! Breaks in and takes what she’s always wanted, you.
Tw Somnophilia, consensual, stalker, clit sucking, loser Ellie au, fingering, eating out from front and behind, straight to smut, wlw
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The night air was cool against Ellie's skin as she gripped the frame outside your window, muscles straining until she hauled herself over the sill. She landed softly on the carpet, heart pounding, this had been her dream for who knows how long. Her eyes lock onto you sleeping in the dim glow of the bedside lamp. You lay there, chest rising and falling under the thin sheet, completely unaware. She crept closer, the thrill of intrusion making her pulse race, her pussy already throbbing with need.
She knelt at the edge of the bed, fingers trembling as she peeled back the sheet, exposing your bare legs and the curve of your ass in those loose shorts. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband, she tugged them down, revealing your pussy, lips slightly parted in sleep. Ellie licked her lips, spreading your thighs wider, her breath ghosting over your skin. She started by just looking but then she decided to just dive in tongue flat against your slit, dragging up to taste the faint saltiness then circling your clit with firm laps.
Your body twitched, a soft hum escaping your lips but your eyes stayed closed. With confidence, she sucked your folds into her mouth, tongue spearing inside your tight heat, fucking in and out while her hands pinned your hips. Wetness gathered quickly, coating her tongue as she hummed against you, vibrations making your thighs clench. She slipped a finger in alongside her tongue, then two, scissoring them to stretch your walls, thumb pressing hard on your clit in relentless circles. Hunger taking over her.
Your breaths hitched, hips shifting unconsciously, and Ellie grinned against your pussy adding a third finger pumping deeper, curling to hit that spot that made your inner muscles flutter. She ground her own thighs together arousal soaking her jeans, but she focused on you, teeth nipping your clit lightly before soothing it with sucks. Your body arched pussy gushing around her digits, and just as the first waves hit, your eyes fluttered open.
You gasped, staring down at the stranger between your legs Ellie's green eyes meeting yours, wild and unapologetic, her mouth still latched onto your clit. Panic flickered, but the heat coiling in your core overrode it; the way her fingers twisted inside you, slick and insistent, felt too good to stop. “Don't... don't stop,” you whispered, voice husky, hand tangling in her messy hair to pull her closer.
Ellie's eyes darkened with hunger, a smirk curling her lips as she redoubled her efforts. She thrust her fingers harder, knuckles deep slamming against your g spot while her tongue lashed your clit, sucking it between her teeth. “M’Fuck..you taste so good” she growled against your skin, free hand shoving up your tank top to pinch your nipple, rolling it roughly. Your walls clamped down, another orgasm building fast and she didn't let up, adding a fourth finger to stretch you obscenely, her palm slapping wetly against your mound.
You bucked into her face, moans spilling out as she finger-fucked you mercilessly, tongue delving back inside to lap at your leaking arousal. She pulled her fingers free only to replace them with three from her other hand, the first set now rubbing your clit in furious strokes. Your thighs shook, pussy spasming as you came again squirting onto her wrist, but Ellie kept going, mouth devouring every drop fingers pistoning without mercy.
“More,” you panted, grinding against her, and she obliged, flipping you onto your stomach roughly, yanking your ass up. She spread your cheeks, tongue tracing your puckered hole before plunging back into your dripping pussy from behind, fingers joining to fuck you in tandem. Her other hand snaked around to tweak your clit, pinching it hard, sending shocks through your oversensitive body. You pushed back, fucking yourself on her face and fingers, chasing the edge again as she growled obscenities into your skin.
Ellie stripped her jeans off one handed, her own pussy bare and soaked, grinding against your calf for friction while she ate you out like she owned you. Her fingers curled inside, thumb pressing your asshole teasingly, and you shattered once more, cum flooding her mouth as your body convulsed. She lapped through it all, only stopping when you collapsed, spent and trembling, her chin glistening with your release.
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she's angelic
Gaming Ellie
Dismissive, strap on, while playing video games, cursing ac your gf Ellie is playing cod when you get needy for her cock 
Not original idea
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The glow of the TV screen flickers across Ellie's face, her green eyes narrowed in fury as she mashes the controller buttons. “Fucking bullshit,” she mutters under her breath, her body tense on the edge of the couch. The room is dim candle light and the soft glow of the moon light from the window. The game's gunfire blasts through the speakers in her headphones, but her frustration is noticeable, shoulders hunched, jaw clenched. You're lounging nearby, watching her, heat building in your core from the way her tank top clings to her toned arms, the hem riding up to show a sliver of her abs
You slide closer, your hand trailing up her thigh. She doesn't look away from the screen. “Not now,” she snaps, but her voice lacks real bite, roughened by irritation rather than rejection. Her free hand, though, grabs your wrist not to push you away, but to guide it higher, under the waistband of her shorts. She's already half hard under the fabric the bulge of the strap harness pressing against her boxers.
“I'm in the middle of this raid babe, These assholes are dying left and right” Another curse flies from her lips as her character takes a hit on screen. She shifts her hips, grinding subtly against your palm. You can feel the silicone cock through the layers, thick and ready. Your pussy aches at the thought, wetness soaking your panties.
You lean in, nipping at her neck, but she tilts her head away just enough. “Don't distract me,” she growls, yet her fingers dig into your thigh, pulling you onto her lap. The controller stays glued to her other hand, thumb flying over the sticks. You straddle her, grinding down, and she bucks up once demanding before refocusing on the game.
“Fuck, respawn already,” she hisses at the screen. Her dismissive tone only fuels you, the way she acts like this is an inconvenience but her body betrays her hunger. You tug at her shorts, freeing the strap. It's veined, realistic, the base nestled against her clit through the harness. She doesn't help, eyes locked on the screen but when you line it up with your entrance, she thrusts her hips forward, burying the first few inches inside you without warning.
You gasp, walls clenching around her. “Ellie—“She cuts you off with a grunt. “Quiet babe. I'm carrying the team here” But her thrusts don't stop she rocks up into you steadily, the motion synced almost unconsciously with her gameplay rhythm. Each time her character dodges a bullet, she drives deeper, the strap stretching your pussy wide, filling you completely.
Her free hand finally abandons the controller armrest to grip your hip, nails biting in as she pulls you down harder. “Goddamn lag” she snarls slamming the d pad and in the same beat, she fucks up into you with force, the base grinding against her own clit. You moan riding her, your breasts bouncing under your shirt. She glances at you then, just a flicker, lips curling in a smirk that's all possession. “You want it that bad? Take it then. But don't fuck me up “
The game's chaos mirrors the building tension between you her curses punctuating each deep plunge, the strap pistoning in and out, slick with your arousal. She angles her hips, hitting that spot inside you that makes your vision blur. “Shit-yes—“ you whimper, but she shushes you roughly. “Focus. I'm close to winning this.” Her breaths come faster, ragged, her dismissiveness cracking as her thrusts turn erratic, chasing her own release through the friction on her clit.
Sweat beads on her forehead, controller slipping in her grip, but she doesn't let go until the victory screen flashes. Only then does she toss it aside, both hands clamping your ass to yank you down fully. “Fuck this shit,” she breathes finally giving in, pounding up into you with unrestrained fury. Her mouth crashes against yours, all teeth and tongue, as she rails your pussy relentlessly the strap slamming home until you shatter around it, clenching and crying out.
She follows seconds later grinding hard against the base her body shuddering as she comes with a low, guttural moan. Even spent she holds you there, cock still buried deep, her arms wrapping around you possessively. “Told you I wanted to win,” she murmurs against your skin kissing it softy, a lazy grin breaking through the post rage haze.
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makin out with loser!ellie — ⚢♡︎☺︎︎ she’s so adorable
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Her whole body felt warm. She couldn’t tell if it was from your body heat or from how worked up she was. She didn’t even know what to do with herself. She couldn’t be still. Her hands were everywhere as you kissed — messy , needy. Her hands roamed subconsciously. Just up and under your shirt, feeling the skin of your stomach. You’d really just climb onto her straddling her thigh. You’d only really been kissing like this for maybe two minutes. But she was already soaked. Embarrassing really.
She let out little sighs as you cupped her jaw, deepening the kiss. Barely even breathing.
You’d kept on like that for little while, like you couldn’t get enough of each other. It didn’t quite register in Ellie’s head right away, that is until she really felt it. Felt you. She kinda froze for a second— then she heard your little moan against her mouth. Her eyes fluttered open, seeing your hips rut against her thigh.
“H—holy shit.” She whispered. Barely even audible to her own ears. She bit back a groan when she felt your lips on her cheek— to her jaw. Eyes closing again.
Her hands found your hips. Not guiding but just feeling as you moved across her thigh. She could already feel the mess her own boxers. She genuinely felt so out of it— mind cloudy with lust. “God— Ellie you’re so hot.” you whisper, breath heavy against her ear. She lets out a sort of groan, her own hips jutting slightly. A poor attempt to ease the ache between her thighs. She was just flushed pink, cheeks arm — chest falling and rising.
The way you humped yourself against her thigh was almost overwhelming for her. She truly was a mess, hearing you continuously whisper sweet nothings in her ears, calling her hot like you weren’t some goddess on her lap.
She was really trying to be a trooper— not trying to feel as pathetic as she looked. But god, you were just so hot , this wa just so hot. She couldn’t help the little things that slipped from her mouth, little curses. But it’s truly over when your lips connect with that sensitive spot on her neck.
“Fuckfuckfuck”
She curses out as her hips twitch, a flush of sticky wetness filling her boxers. Her eyes squeeze shut as she groan, cheeks all flushed. She felt all overwhelmed and hot. After a quick and embarrassing high, she forced herself to open her eyes and look at you.
“Ellie.. did you just..?”
“Sorry.” she mutters sheepishly.