❥ bed (duh): so vanilla of you but of course you've had sex in bed. your favorite is when she wakes up feeling flustered and her hands find their way between your legs and she's all whiny in your ear. you love pushing your ass against her pelvis, both of you groaning when your bodies start grinding on each other. the bed is still warm and cozy from a night of cuddling and restful sleep. you just love it.
❥ couch: you can't help it when you're watching a movie and she's sitting back, hood over her head, arms crossed. the times you aren't cuddling, she's usually sitting back. she just looks so yummy and unprovoked. you place your hand on her thigh and let it trail up and under her hoodie. she looks down at you with an unsuspecting look and you look up at her innocently but there's nothing innocent about what happens next. there's nothing innocent about sitting on her lap and moving your hips searching for your high. there's nothing innocent about moaning her name and pulling her hair loving every second of this.
❥ car: you love turning up the music, fogging up the windows, cradling her shoulders in the back of her car as you bounce on her strap. yeah, she takes that thing with her everywhere. you love how close you can get to her, your bodies molding into one. your cheek pressed on the top of her head, out of breath. her hands planted on your ass helping you move. her teeth sinking, lips sticking into your sweaty skin.
❥ shower: you love being pressed up against the shower, nipples hard and pussy throbbing. the feeling of her wet lips on your wet skin is intoxicating. her wet tongue drawing lines on your neck brings shivers down your spine. her hands cup your breasts as she grinds against you. when you reached your hands above your head holding onto the slippery wet surface, she takes the chance to bend you over only enough to slide her fingers in your warm cunt. you press your cheek against the cold wall, fingers slipping down like the droplets of condensation.
❥ kitchen: you honestly don't know how this one happened but getting fucked on that kitchen counter is something you'll never forget. the orgasm was blinding. the strap game was immaculate as she held your face down on the counter. your toes curled with each thrust and you practically stood on your tip toes holding on by a thread. knees bent. her hand palmed your ass and brought it down firmly before pulling your head up which a groan. you never thought your back could arch that much but there you were taking her all in. chanting her name loudly. you hadn't even had the food yet but you already wanted seconds.
summary: billie had a surprise for you before you went out.
warnings: oral r!receiving, strap-on, fingering, teasing, masturbation, mommy kink (lmk if i missed some)
a/n: NOT PROOFREAD!! sorry for taking so long to post, i’ve been really unmotivated. also, ive seen your requests and i’ll write them soon.
it was a friday night, and you had got home from a long day just a few hours ago. whenever you got home, you facetimed billie, but she never answered. it was bothering you but you just assumed she was busy.
after waking up from a small nap, she texted you. “busy rn baby. i’ll ttyl”
you hearted the message before getting ready to go out with some friends. after scanning your closet for thirty minutes, you picked a skin tight dress to wear. the dress made you think of billie because you knew that she loved this dress so much.
you did simple makeup and left your hair down, curling it. your friend was coming to pick you up and you check the time. you notice that you got ready too early. she was going to arrive at your place at nine o'clock, and it was still only eight o'clock.
after debating on how to kill time, you chose to catch up on a show. you constantly check your phone to see if billie texted you, but nothing. you check her location and see that she's driving. you had no idea where she was going, but you knew she'd text you after she reached her destination.
after 30 minutes, you heard your front door open, and you become startled. you thought someone was breaking in, and you stay quiet. you get up slowly and walk down the stairs, seeing Billie in the hallway. she's always had a key to your house just in case anything happens.
you stare at her and push her playfully before turning around and rolling your eyes at her. "gosh, billie. you didn't even tell me if you were coming over."
she was silent as she walked behind you. once you reached the bedroom, she closed the door, and you had no idea what was happening. you could feel her eyes on you, not sure how to react.
you gulp when you feel her body pressed against your back. she started kissing your neck and pulling your dress up your thighs. "b-billie..." you mutter.
"hmm, baby?" her voice was like butter, and you knew exactly what this tone meant.
"you know i'm going out tonight. we can't." she chuckled once she heard you and shook her head.
"you're gonna have to text them and tell them you can't make it, mama. you're mine tonight. and gosh, this dress. it's stunning, but i wanna see what you look like without it." the longer she spoke, the wetter you got.
she kept kissing your neck and you reached for your phone, texting your friend. you told her that there was an emergency and you couldn't make it. you hated lying, but billie always came first.
she watched you text and she wouldn't stop smirking as you did. when you finally put the phone down, she smiled and said, "good girl."
she kept raising up your dress, swiping it off of you. she was teasing you, her movement soooo slow. “billie.”
she chuckles once she hears you and finally removed your dress, leaving you in your lace bra and thong. she lifted you up effortlessly and placed you on the bed, turning your body over.
billie just started scanning over your body, imagining how it would look in the next few minutes; all marked up and loved on.
she assaulted your neck first, moving her way down. eventually there was a trail of hickies down your stomach.
the entire time, you kept whimpering softly, and it only encouraged her more. you kept arching your back off of the mattress and kept craving more.
“beg.”
she could tell you needed more, but was nervous to ask. you became annoyed, and luckily, she couldn’t see your face as you laid back. you rolled your eyes and bit your lip, looking down at her. she looked back at you, tilting her head and smirking, trying to see how bad you wanted it.
“please, mommy.” she shook her head and chuckled.
“you can do better than that, mamas.” she mumbled.
you whined and threw your head back, biting your lip. “pleaseee, baby. i’ll be so good for you.”
“hmmm, that’s my girl.” you melted at her words, and you even nearly moaned.
she pressed her middle and ring finger against your clit through your thong, pulling a whimper out of you. she bit her lip as she searched for your expression, but you were laying back as she was on her knees. "look at me, mama."
you lift your head up, biting your lip as she looks at you. she finally pulls off your thong and sees how wet you are. she could smell your arousal, and it only turned her on more.
“fucks sake, y/n,” she says as she dips a finger in your heat.
your legs jump a little whenever you feel her finger effortlessly slide in. she was still teasing though, just keeping her finger there and looking.
“bills…” you whimper.
“nuh-uh. what do you call me, baby?”
“mommy… please.”
she leans forward and captures your clit in her mouth and sucks. her eyes roll back as you try to look down at her, and she makes eye contact with you. she added another finger inside of you and massaged you g-spot.
“b-baby. please, don’t stop.”
it was like she could read your body better than you could. she knew exactly how to bring you over the edge and make you see stars.
as she kept going, you swear that you were starting to see white. she was humming against your clit, stimulating you more and more.
you were moaning and whimpering so loud and you didn’t even notice that she was touching herself. you looked down and seen her eyes roll back. it only turned you on more and made you closer to your orgasm.
“mommy, i’m close,” you mutter.
she stops and looks up at you. “how bad do you want to cum, princess?”
“so bad baby.”
she leans down to kiss you and caresses your face before reaching under the bed to grab her strap-on. “don’t cum until i tell you to, okay?”
you nod, and she aligns her cock with your pussy. she moves slowly, teasing you. she knows you want it fast, but she couldn’t help but tease a little more. “tell me what you want, princess.”
“faster, please.”
she finally speeds up, and she watches your breasts bounce as she keeps going. you felt your orgasm coming already, clenching down on her cock to hold it in.
she could tell by how loud you were moaning that you were close. a smirk appeared on her face as she watched your face contort in pleasure. “billie, please. let me cum.”
she thrusts a few more times before letting you cum. “go ahead, princess.”
she loved when you were like this. she loved when you were on your worst behavior.
she watches you orgasm and smile at how pretty you looked. “my sweet girl,” she murmurs.
whenever you finally came down from your high, she took off her strap and cuddled next to you. she placed her hand on your waist, caressing your skin with her thumb.
the two of you sat there in silence as you both caught you both caught your breath. she finally broke the silence after a few minutes, checking up on you. “baby? you okay?”
“mhm,” you hum.
“you’re so pretty, baby.”
“thank you.” she could tell by your short answers that you were tired. she looked over at the time, noticing that it was 11 o’clock.
“go to sleep, princess.” she kisses your cheek before tucking you in and turning off the light.
•jockbillie who calls you by your last name or the nickname she's made up for you.
•jockbillie who teases you about your clothes then later throws a filthy comment on how she'll fuck you in them.
•jockbillie who should be sitting at the back with her friends but chooses to sit infront next to you.
•jockbillie who gives you her jacket with the excuse that you're just holding it for her but blushes like crazy when she sees you wearing it.
•jockbillie who goes to collect her sport award at school then goes to send a wink your way .
•jockbillie who gives you a lift after her practice if you were busy with your own extra activities.
•jockbillie who constantly throws dirty comments but she disguises them as jokes.
•jockbillie who waves at you when she sees you in the crowd in one of her games.
•jockbillie who enjoys showing you how strong she is by lifting you up and placing you on her shoulders
•jockbillie who hangs around the restaurant you work at after her practice.
•jockbillie who looks for you at victory parties hoping you'd come to one of them.
•jockbillie who always asks you if you've heard how she carried her team and led them to winning ( she wants you to praise her )
•jockbillie who asks you why you didn't join the cheer team so you can be closer to her.
•jockbilllie who playfully bullies you then switches up and be flirtatious .
•jockbillie who waits for you by your locker just to ask what's the next lesson ( she knows the next lesson she's just trying to find an excuse for you two to walk together to class )
•jockbillie that told her entire team that you're off limits .
summary: billie can’t resist you even when she should.
warnings: smut, fluff (?), small mommy kink, use of strap-on
word count: 1387
maggie had invited you two over for dinner. she missed her billie so much, and she even wanted the two of you to stay the night.
it was a saturday night, and you and billie had just arrived with luggage.
“it’s only for a night. why so much luggage?” maggie asks, immediately helping.
billie and you chuckled once she took the luggage. “mom, we’re just prepared,” she said.
more than half of the luggage wasn’t even yours. you packed enough for yourself, knowing you wouldn’t need much. you also wondered why she packed so much and what she packed. you didn’t bother asking, not being so worried about it, but now you see that she overpacked too much.
you two walked into the guest room and settle down before going back into the kitchen with maggie. she noticed that the two of you won’t let go of each other, and no one had hugged her yet.
“guys, i don’t bite. where’s my hug?” she giggled before breaking the two of you apart and hugging the each of you.
billie and you helped maggie cook, but she wouldn’t get her hands off of you. it seemed like only you were helping, and she was too busy kissing your neck. every time you were over the stove, she came behind you and kissed behind your ear, to your neck, then shoulder. you couldn’t deny that you loved it but, gosh.
“billie… chill out,” you plead softly, not loud enough for maggie to hear.
she ignored your protest, and started sneaking her hand under your leggings. you move her hand and move away, not wanting to do too much in front of her mother.
you look back at her as you cook with maggie, seeing her staring at you like you were her prey. it made you nervous, and it felt like your stomach was turning.
eventually, dinner was ready. patrick even joined the three of you for dinner after coming home. her parents questioned you about work and how billie was treating you (in a playful way).
during dinner you felt like billie’s eyes were piercing into your body as she stared at you. she ended up reaching over to grab your thigh. she scooted closer, and she began moving her hand up abnormally high.
she reached your heat, trying to brush her middle finger over you clit through your leggings. you keep speaking, closing your legs to try to stop her.
once she finally wiggled her way through, she had the slightest contact with your clit, you slightly jolted forward. you grab her hand, moving it away from you. it would be so embarrassing to make a scene in front of her parents all because she was horny.
for the rest of dinner, you two kept up this fight, and you were starting to get turned on too. you just couldn’t fold that easily. you thought you’d have to wait until you go home to get rid of the tension, but she thought otherwise
once dinner was over, everyone said their goodnights and head to their rooms. once you and billie reach the guest room, you close and lock the door.
“what the fuck was that?” you ask, obviously frustrated.
“oh don’t act like you don’t like it, baby,” she says and steps closer before continuing, “i could feel how wet you were getting.”
you roll your eyes, not denying what she said. “well, in front of your parents is wild, billie. you couldn’t wait a few more minutes?” you ask.
“god, fuck no, y/n. look at you.” she steps towards you again, closing the space between you.
it was so obvious how turned on she made you, even while hiding it. you look into her eyes, and see the desire and lust.
“well- uh- maggie was right about you over packing. what the fuck did you even bring?” you ask.
you try to change the subject, trying to get rid of the tension. it felt so wrong to try to have sex under her parents’ roof.
“you’ll see soon, angel,” she says as her hand grips your jaw.
billie leaned forward, your lips only being inches apart. she could see that you wanted this as much as she did, but you were being stubborn.
“billie, no. we aren’t doing this. we’re your parents visitors for the night, and these walls seem pretty thin.” you say, trying to move away from her, but billie’s grip was just too strong.
“you can be quiet, hm? right baby?” her voice became soft, it hypnotizing you. she knew exactly what she was doing to you.
she tilts her head, still waiting for an answer. you try think about it and decided. why not?
“okay, billie. but not too much noise,” you say. she smiled softly before releasing your chin and turning around to one of the suitcases.
you watch her, already figuring out what it is. she brought every sex toy you two owned. you scoff and chuckle to yourself, watching her dig through the bag.
“seriously billie?” she even chuckled as well, still grabbing things.
“shut up and strip, mama. get comfortable,” she said as she started to undress too.
you start peeling your clothes off, deciding to tease her and keep your bra and thong on. you lay back on the bed and keep watching her, seeing which dildo she chooses.
once she finishes, she walks over to you, wearing a sports bra and boxers. the dildo bobs in between her legs on the strap-on, and she decided to choose the longest and thickest one, knowing how you react to that. you became nervous and stared at it.
“billie… i don’t know.” she sees your nervousness and pecks your lips before effortlessly lifting you up.
“it’s okay, baby. i got you,” she says softly once she sits on a chair in the guest room.
she sees that your still wearing your thong, giving you a dangerous look because she knows what you’re doing. you fix your actions almost immediately, pulling them off. her hands stayed on your hips and she lowered you on her cock.
you hissed from how thick and long it was. your nails dug into her shoulders as you adjusted to the size. “remember to breathe mama. i got you.”
you take a deep breath and start moving your hips. you bite your lip to hide your moans, not wanting to be too loud.
you wanted to make her feel good too, but it seemed like she was just watching you. “you wanna make me feel good, angel?” you nodded.
“then move,” she says, the strap brushing against her clit nicely. she was encouraging you to go faster, her hands still on your hips.
you start going faster, your eyes rolling back as you kept going. you reached behind you to unclasp your bra, letting your breasts free. she palmed one of them, wanting your nipples in her mouth.
she couldn’t even focus on that though. the strap brushing against her made her lose control, her leg muscles starting to tighten.
you were still riding, the sound of your pussy echoing in the room. once your climax approached, you started clamping down on her dildo. she felt it, knowing you were close.
“you close, mama? me too.” her eyes were rolling back too and it was the prettiest sight to see.
“can we cum together, mommy?” billie groaned when you called her that, getting closer and closer. she nodded quickly at your question.
it was like you counted down in your head whenever the two of you came. you both shuddered at the same time as it came over you. your walls spasmed around her fake dick, and she was able to feel it.
once you both came down from your high, you collapsed on top of her, trying to catch your breath.
“you did so good, princess. my sweet girl~” she whispered, running her fingers through your hair.
you lift your head to look in her eyes and peck her lips before getting up to get the both of you some damp towels. you clean yourselves up before heading to bed.
“i guess it was worth being quiet after all, huh?” she asks once you lay in bed.
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