Camren G!p Smut

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Anonymous asked: what's the Camila g!p when Lauren moved next door to camila and her two dads and Camila was younger then Lauren

(again i can’t answer asks so i’ll be posting instead of replying to asks)

but the fic you’re looking for is Nothing But A Number, here’s the link:

http://smut-camren.tumblr.com/post/91705227645/nothing-but-a-number

[smut-camren]

I can’t answer asks (sorry!) but - Someone asked “Do you maybe have a list of all the best Camila g!p's???”

And to answer that, I don’t have a list of the “best” ones, but I can make a list of the ones that I think are the best? You can send another ask and if you’d like, I’ll make a list. 

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I have trouble finding this smut where Lauren wakes up as a boy and each of the girls fucks Lauren because they think he's hot and Camila is the last one to do it because she's jealous or something? I can't remember because I read it so long ago and I don't remember the name of it and haven't found it since pls if you know anything about it lmk

https://www.wattpad.com/story/87154043-spin-me-around-camrenmaybe its this one??

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Crimson Craving

Warning: This does contain bodily fluid and heavy sexual content while Camila is on her menstrual cycle . Please don’t read if you’re not okay with these things

Camila was sat cross legged on top of her bed with her computer in her lap to finish up a few assignments from her psychology class when a gust of cold air hit her body causing her to shiver. She pushed her glasses up on her nose and examined her room. Before she could look the whole room over, her laptop was jerked out of her hands while her legs were pulled out from beneath her. A loud squeal erupted from her body when she found herself now lying flat on her back. Her heart started to beat faster when a familiar smell caressed her nostrils.

“Oh my god,” she groaned and withered around when a cold body laid on top of her own.

“Not god,” A warm, low voice said against the skin of her neck. “Although, I do get called that on occasion.”

“Seriously, Lauren?” Camila laughed and squirmed against Lauren’s body weight. “You’re crushing me.”

Lauren hummed and rolled with such quickness that Camila hadn’t even had the chance to catch her breath before she was sat up right on Lauren’s hips with her hands placed on the woman’s stomach to keep her balance.

“Better?” Lauren said softly, twisting her hips ever so lightly.

Camila could feel Lauren’s cock hardening against the inside of her thigh and she knew she needed to get off the woman as soon as possible.

“No, no. I have homework.” Camila shook her head and attempted to shift to the other side of the bed but Lauren’s hands held in place. “And it’s that time of the month,” she informed quietly.

Camila watched Lauren’s eyes flash a bright golden color then back to emerald green. She studied her curiously.

“I know,” Lauren nodded and grinned. “I could smell you for miles.”

Camila furrowed her eyebrows. “Then why are you here?”

“Please.” Lauren sat up quickly and wrapped her arms around her girlfriends small frame. Her nose nuzzled against Camila’s collarbone. “Please, baby,” she begged.

“Lauren, you know I don’t like doing that and-” she paused when she tried to push Lauren back but the arms around her waist held on tighter. “Didn’t you just eat?” Camila asked as she let her body relax against her girlfriends but she made it a point not to get too relaxed.

Lauren placed a soft kiss against tanned skin then muttered a quite ‘no’.

“Why not?” Camila implored. She found her hand lightly massaging Lauren’s scalp. Her fingers had mind of their own.

“Could only smell you. Nothing else.”

Camila thought for a few moments while her fingers raked through black hair. She really didn’t like when Lauren went down on her while she was on her period, it was just….gross.  Then again, part of her wanted to give the vampire what she wanted. Before she could could think any further of the situation, she felt Lauren’s fingers slipping into the fabric of her panties through the hole of her shorts. She gasped when the vampires fingers lightly grazed her clit and then moved down to where her tampon sat inside of her.

“Lauren,” she whispered shakily when she could feel the object being lightly pulled on.

“Just a little taste.” Lauren tugged on the string again then moved back up to stimulate her girlfriends clit.

Camila whimpered and pressed her hips forward to get more friction. “You’re not playing fair, Jauregui,” she whispered against Lauren’s ear.

A light bite against her neck made her moan loudly and she agreed without hesitation. The bite was soon forgotten when Lauren rolled them once more. Camila shorts were nowhere to be seen and she was sure her tampon was lying somewhere on her bedroom floor but she couldn’t find it in her to care when she felt Lauren’s lips attach to her clit with the perfect amount of tongue and suction.

“Lauren.” She threw her head back and buried her hands in the silky black hair. “God, baby.”

Lauren hummed and carefully moved her tongue against Camila’s already straining nub. She sucked lightly then moved down to where the blood was flowing out without with out problem now. She lapped at the red liquid and sucked until the red substance graced her taste buds. She could feel her whole body ignite in a way she’d never experienced until she’d met Camila Cabello.

Blood was blood, but there was just something addicting about Camila’s and she was sure she would never taste anything as delicious again.

Camila whimpered when she felt Lauren mouth slide back up to her clit and suck a little harder this time, she could feel a gush of wetness leak out of her but it didn’t have the chance to go anywhere except in Lauren’s mouth.

“Just like that,” Camila encouraged when Lauren’s tongue rolled over her sensitive clit with the right amount of pressure. “I’m so fucking close already,” she admitted.

She couldn’t help it. Lauren was amazing at what she does, even if they hadn’t been in this position for long. Camila caught sight of Lauren’s golden eyes and felt another gush of wetness leak out of her. Her girlfriend was hungry and Camila couldn’t help but feel pride in know she was the one sating her.

“Baby, I’m really close.”

She could feel Lauren suck at her hole one more time before the vampire reluctantly sat up on her knees. Her fingers worked against the button and zipper of her jeans and Camila watched her hungrily.

Lauren pushed the fabric down her thighs and let her body fall until she was hovering over Camila’s. She reached between them and grabbed the base of her cock before pushing inside of her girlfriend quickly.

“Jesus,” Lauren whimpered and flexed her hips. Her body was truly on fire now. She could taste Camila on her lips and feel her tightening around her dick. 

“Please, Lauren,” Camila begged, her hands balled into the dark fabric of Lauren’s shirt.

Lauren wasn’t one to deny her lover.

She pulled her hips back and pushed back in a few times before she picked up the perfect rhythm. Camila’s lips found Lauren’s. She could taste copper on the vampires lips but still, she couldn’t seem to care when Lauren was fucking her so perfectly.

Camila moaned and pressed up when Lauren pressed down. She couldn’t stop the winding in her stomach, she was going to burst and she knew there was nothing she could do about it.

“I’m coming,” Camila panted. “Lauren, baby, I’m coming.”

Lauren grunted against her and worked faster. She felt Camila’s body start to shake and she knew her girlfriend was coming. She slowed her thrusts and worked herself in and out of the rippling channel with ease while Camila moaned and panted against her lips. When she knew Camila was coming back down from her high, she pulled out and slid back down to drink at the ever giving hole of her lover.

“Babe,” Camila sighed, happily. “You haven’t cum yet.”

Lauren licked and sucked until her mouth was full before she acknowledged Camila. “I’m okay.”

“No way, Jauregui. Switch me now.”

Lauren licked a few more drops of blood before she fell to Camila’s side. She helped her girlfriend crawl over her until they were in a position to where they would both receive oral pleasure. Lauren’s cocked twitched at the thought of feeding on and getting sucked off by a girlfriend at the same time. She wasn’t going to last very long.

She stuck her tongue inside the pulsing hole while a pair of warm lips engulfed her cock. Camila bobbed her head up and down a few times before she started to take the member down her throat. Lauren’s hips raised off the mattress while her tongue worked deeper inside of Camila.

Camila came back to the tip and sucked harshly before taking Lauren deep again.

Lauren pulled her tongue out and groaned loudly. “Don’t stop, Camz. I’m about to cum.”

Camila worked harder until she felt and heavy stream of cum coating her throat. Lauren whimpered and grunted beneath her while her hips flexed unconsciously to work her dick in and out of her girlfriend throat while every drop of her cum slid down into Camila’s stomach.

“I’m so in love with you,” Lauren sighed when she finished and kissed Camila’s ass.

Camila laughed and craned her neck to look at Lauren’s blood covered lips. “You better be.”

Camila yelped when she felt a sharp slap to her skin and the heavenly sound of Lauren’s laughter.

[smut-camren]

"Also there was a smut where Camila was fucking g!p Lauren with a strap-on as a “warm up” so Lauren could do anal with her. Do you know which one that was?" its called Passionately Reciprocated and it's actually g!p camila

thanks youu and here you go anon

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Sweet Revenge

After a stressful week at school, G!P Lauren looks forward to having a much-needed good night's sleep. But due to her dorm neighbor having loud sex, Lauren ends up barely being able to sleep at all. When Camila comes to visit the next day, Lauren decides that she will have her revenge by doing the same thing: fucking Camila throughout the night.

After an exhausting week of rushing to meet the deadlines for schoolwork, Lauren was overjoyed when Friday night finally came. The sleep she so desperately needed was finally within her clutches, her bed already calling out to her and promising a well-deserved rest.

And tomorrow, Camila will be there to visit her.

With those thoughts in mind, Lauren smiled as she slipped underneath the covers, the tiredness slowly draining away from her weary bones.

She closed her eyes and sighed happily, silently thanking the heavens above for the existence of weekends.

But just as she was about to slip away into dreamland, a muffled shout jolted her back into a state of awareness. Grumbling, she tossed over to the other side and closed her eyes again, but stopped short when she felt something banging against her wall from the other side.

Another muffled noise, but more distinct this time. Followed by more rhythmic banging sounds and loud, exaggerated moans and groans.

Lauren saw red. Of all the times her dorm neighbor had to fuck around, it just had to be now, didn’t it? In her rage, she muttered angrily about hoping that the guy wouldn’t last more than a minute. And that he couldn’t get his little friend up again after one round.

It was common knowledge that the walls of the dorm weren’t thick enough to silence annoying sex noises, which was why whenever Camila visited, they only had sex in the morning or the afternoon. Not in the middle of the damn night when everyone was supposed to be sleeping.

Apparently, her neighbor didn’t have that kind of courtesy.

It went on for at least half an hour, and all Lauren could do was stare at the ceiling while she waited for the noises to stop.

And when they did, she heaved an irritated sigh and attempted to go to sleep again.

Only to be interrupted again just a few minutes later. Her neighbor was obnoxious as hell, or maybe Lauren was led to think that because she was pissed beyond words.  

But as she lay there, unable to sleep and exposed to hearing their stifled cries, she decided that they really were insufferable.

She wondered if she would be able to get any sleep like this.

No, Lauren barely got any sleep at all. So, when she clambered out of bed the next afternoon to open the door and invite Camila in, she was cranky and her hair was a mess from tossing and turning all night. It must have shown in her face, because Camila had a look of concern on her face when she caught wind of Lauren’s sour mood.

And Lauren was never in a bad mood when Camila came over to visit.

“Didn’t you get any sleep last night?” Camila asked worriedly, skimming the dark bags underneath Lauren’s eyes with the pad of her thumbs.

“I barely got any,” Lauren replied dryly.

“Why? What happened?”

“Why don’t you ask my neighbor? It sure sounded like she had a wild time last night.”

Camila dropped her hands and frowned, making Lauren feel guilty. She didn’t mean to sound so terse with Camila, but the lack of sleep had really gotten to her. She knew it shouldn’t be an excuse for her to behave that way, especially not with the person who tried the hardest to understand her and put up with her mood swings.

Lauren sat down on the couch and pulled Camila down to sit on her lap, curling her arm around the brunette’s waist to secure her in place. “I’m sorry, Camz. I didn’t mean to sound so short with you…” she said sincerely.

With a small nod, Camila wrapped her arms around Lauren’s neck and soothingly ran a hand across her tangled, black hair. Content and feeling a little better, Lauren hugged Camila closer and took deep breaths, willing herself to calm down.

“Tell you what, why don’t we lie down on your bed and you try to get some sleep now?” Camila suggested in a soft voice, having a lullaby-like effect on Lauren. “And I’ll just stay with you.”

Lauren protested, “Camz, there’s no need for that. I’ll just drink coffee and we can have a movie marathon or do whatever you want.”

“You need your sleep, Lauren,” Camila said firmly, leaving no room for further argument. Her hand snaked towards Lauren’s crotch, lightly rubbing at her crotch. “And besides, you can just make it up to me later…” she added with a smirk.

At Camila’s suggestive tone, Lauren’s penis twitched in her shorts. “Okay, sure,” she swallowed.

Camila winked and kissed the top of Lauren’s head, then rose from her lap. She reached out her right hand, which Lauren took, and led her to the bedroom.

There, Camila sat down on the mattress, her back propped up against the headboard. Lauren climbed in and lied down, resting her head on Camila’s lap. Quietly, Camila sang a lullaby, until Lauren’s eyes started to droop and she slowly fell asleep.

It was already nighttime when Lauren woke up, and she felt significantly refreshed and no longer crabby. Her head was no longer on Camila’s lap, but the brunette was still on the bed, reading one of Lauren’s books. She was out of her casual clothes and now wore one of Lauren’s shirts and boxers, showing off her shapely legs.

Lauren suddenly remembered what Camila said about making it up to her when she woke up.

“Did you have a good sleep?” Camila asked, bringing Lauren out of her thoughts.

“Yeah, it was a good rest. Have you eaten dinner yet?” Lauren asked.

“No, I haven’t yet. I was waiting for you to wake up so we could eat together.”

“You didn’t have to do that, but thanks, baby,” Lauren said gratefully and pulled Camila in for a kiss, a smile curling at her lips as her girlfriend returned it with equal passion.

Giggling, Camila patted her on the cheek, and Lauren reluctantly broke away. “Okay, so how does pizza sound?”

“Pizza? Sounds perfect.”

Camila nodded and grabbed her phone, and Lauren fixed herself while waiting for her to finish placing their order. Once that was done, Lauren settled herself between Camila’s legs and kissed her softly. Circling her arms around Lauren’s neck, Camila deepened the kiss, the passion growing stronger with each push and tug of their lips.

Their tongues soon came out to play, and Camila moaned into Lauren’s mouth as they started to make out. Lauren wrapped Camila’s legs around her waist, making rocking motions with her hips as their tongues slid together in a resounding wet kiss.

She hadn’t thought much about sex with all the stress she had to deal with, but right now, with Camila seductively touching her biceps and her cock rising to erection, Lauren realized just how much she wanted – no, needed it.

There should be just about enough time for her to eat Camila out for pre-dinner before the delivery boy arrived.

Crawling down Camila’s body, Lauren sucked on every inch of exposed bronze skin she could find, until her head was settled between Camila’s legs. With a wink, Lauren pulled off the boxers Camila borrowed, exposing her glistening, pink folds to Lauren’s eyes.

Camila’s breathing became shallow, as Lauren pried her legs open and planted a kiss on her outer lips. Lauren nosed through Camila’s folds, giving her pussy kittenish licks and tiny nips. Above her, Camila trembled, watching Lauren with hooded eyes. Her breath hitched with every flick of Lauren’s tongue, shuddering in anticipation as it swept over her clit.

Like always, Camila tasted fucking delicious, and it made Lauren eager to devour her. And devour she did.

Being hard-pressed for time, Lauren skipped the teasing part and lapped broadly at Camila’s blushing folds, circling her clit before going back to her slit. She moved her tongue clockwise, then back and forth, not missing a single inch of Camila’s dripping pussy.

Fuck, the sounds Camila were making was enough to drive anyone mad. Camila moaned and mewled, her hips lifting off the bed to push her cunt against Lauren’s face.

“Yes! Lick me, Lauren,” Camila let out a choked gasp, her legs quivering slightly.

Lauren grinned, buried her face deeper, and worked faster. The wet sounds of her lips and tongue meeting Camila’s slick folds resounded in her ears, only barely louder than the keening sounds that came from Camila.

On instinct, Camila yanked Lauren’s hair and ground her hips more fervently, humping Lauren’s mouth in her search for more. Lauren, who was only too willing to give it to her, slid her tongue inside Camila’s contracting entrance.

“Oh!” Camila squealed in delight, as Lauren worked her tongue in and out of her leaking pussy.

Her nose bumped against Camila’s clit and Lauren sped up her pace, until Camila was humping her face desperately – a sign that she was close to coming. After two years of being in a relationship with Camila – and the constant sex they had over the course of that time – Lauren knew more than enough as to what Camila wanted and needed in bed, and of course, how long it took for her to orgasm.

Lauren mentally counted down in her head, and just as she thought, zero, Camila shrieked and squirted cum all over her mouth and chin, her body curving into a tight bow. Still, Lauren continued to lick her until she crashed back down on the bed, a giggling mess as Lauren lapped up the wet mess she made.

Camila pulled her up and licked her cum off of Lauren’s chin, a naughty smirk twisting at her lips as she finished.  

Lauren was about to do a lot more than just eating Camila out, when a few sharp knocks on the door rang out. An annoyed look crossed her features, but Camila quickly kissed it away. The last thing they needed was to scare off the poor delivery boy who was only doing his job.

“Can you answer that, baby? I’d do it myself, but my legs are still shaking from how good you ate me out,” Camila said sweetly, and this brightened Lauren up.

“Sure, baby. Do you want me to bring the pizza in here?” Lauren asked. Camila nodded in affirmation, her breathing still ragged.

Leaving Camila to recover on the bed, Lauren grabbed her wallet from her desk and made her way towards the front door. She paid the delivery boy and said her thanks, then brought the box of pizza to her bedroom. Camila was still naked at the bottom half of her body, her legs opened only slightly.

Looking closely, Lauren could see a clear trickle of come dripping from Camila’s cunt, her thighs slick with come.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Lauren,” Camila teased, yet she didn’t close her legs.

Lauren ignored the dull throbbing in her shorts and slid in beside Camila. After they finished eating all the pizza, Camila closed the box and set it aside. Then, they both lied down, Camila on her back against the sheets with Lauren hovering over her.

Smiling suggestively, Camila spread her legs as far as they could go, allowing Lauren to settle comfortably between them. Until now, Lauren couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that for someone short, Camila had been blessed with legs that went on for miles.

Not that she was complaining, because she loved it when Camila’s legs were locked around her hips or waist whenever they had hot, hot sex. And the way her heels dug into her back… Lauren couldn’t suppress the shivers that shot up her spine at the thought.

“So, you mentioned that your neighbor had a pretty wild time last night…” Camila purred, slowly lifting her shirt to reveal the flat plane of her stomach, the swells of her luscious breasts.

Lauren’s mouth watered at the sight.

“Yeah, I did,” she gulped, unable to tear her eyes from Camila’s chest.

“And you want revenge, don’t you?”

Lauren could only nod, as Camila took of her shirt and flung it across the room, revealing her perky tits, her dusky nipples set on top of the soft mounds.

“I was thinking…” Camila trailed off, gripping the hem of Lauren’s shirt. With excruciating slowness, she pulled it up, all the while talking as she did so. “What better way to get revenge than by us having really, really fantastic sex?”

Her shirt landed on the floor, and Camila worked on her shorts and boxers next.

“You’ll pound me on this bed, and my naughty pussy will take your cock so well, Lauren,” Camila husked in her ear, the words making Lauren feel hot all over. “You’ll fuck me so hard I’ll be screaming and screaming and screaming, begging for more, begging for you to give it to me harder.”

Camila tugged Lauren’s boxers down harshly in emphasis, her rigid pole springing out as it was freed, slapping against her lower belly. Lauren couldn’t think straight with Camila talking filthy like in her ear, her voice dripping pure sex and filled with so much lust.

God, she wanted that so much. Lauren wanted to bang Camila so hard, wanted her revenge on her insensitive neighbor. She would be killing two birds with one stone.

“We’ll have so much sex, she won’t be able to sleep because of the ruckus we’re going to make. And she can’t complain, because she deprived you of that leisure last night,” Camila sneered, igniting Lauren’s desire for vengeance even more.

Camila fucking knew the right words to say to get her riled up.

Before Camila could say any more, Lauren crashed their lips together and kissed her roughly. Camila didn’t act surprised, as though she was expecting Lauren to react this way. She kissed Lauren back, a mess of tongue and teeth, their mouths colliding with fierce intensity.

Lauren was glad they were already naked, because she didn’t want to break away from the intense make-out session. Camila clutched Lauren’s shoulders, her moans and groans muffled by the blonde’s lips molding forcefully against hers.

They didn’t need slow, both of them craving something rough and fast.

Lauren positioned the tip of her cock at Camila’s entrance, an appreciative moan spilling from her lips at how soaked she was. She rammed herself all the way in, swift and hard, and Camila screamed out of sheer ecstasy. At the same time, Lauren cried out in pleasure at the way Camila’s slippery pussy sucked her in.

She pounded into Camila, rough and fast, her cock plunging in and out of her hot, dripping pussy at a rapid pace. Camila was lost in her own world, crying out continually at the sensation of Lauren’s shaft stretching her wide open.

The headboard slammed against the wall, and Lauren smirked at the thought of her neighbor wide awake and listening to them having sex. What made it even better was that Camila was a natural screamer in bed.

“Take me, Lauren! Yes, just like that!” Camila urged her, clenching her muscles tight around Lauren. “God, you feel so good inside me!”

“Fuck. Your pussy feels so good, Camz. Sucking my cock in like that,” Lauren panted, her hips pushing forward, fucking Camila as deeply as she could.

“Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Give it to me, baby!” Camila sobbed. She pushed back with each thrust, legs locking around Lauren’s waist, inviting her deeper.

Her pussy felt like silken heaven to Lauren, embracing her stiff cock within its heat. Clenching, relaxing, and then tightening again around her. The contractions of Camila’s cunt muscles drove Lauren insane, her cock pulsing and hardening further, eager to pump the dripping pussy below her with her hot seed.

Camila seemed to notice this, as she hugged Lauren closer to her and squeezed her walls with all her might. Unable to hold herself back any longer, Lauren shuddered and groaned Camila’s name as she came, pulsing out thick ropes of her semen deep inside her pussy. Her hips twitched, more so when Camila came, leaking out cum from her hole.

She was still horny and rearing to go, and so was Camila. One round wasn’t enough for them when they were really in the mood for a nice, long fucking.

Lauren rolled over on her back, her cock teetering between her legs and shining with Camila’s juices. Straddling her thighs Camila spread her legs, giving Lauren the view of her semen oozing out of her cunt.  

“Well, damn,” Lauren mumbled, and Camila giggled and lowered her dripping pussy down on her raging prick.

“Get ready for the ride of your night,” Camila winked.

Without saying anything else, Camila rose from Lauren’s lap and slammed her hips down, a sharp scream spilling from her plump lips. Lauren licked her lips, drinking in the view of Camila riding her cock, sweat dripping down her neck and chest from the effort.

And fuck, it was hot watching Camila bounce up and down on her dick, her hair and her tits bouncing up and down. Lauren reached out and palmed Camila’s breasts, tweaking her nipples and rolling them around using her thumb and index finger.

“Fuck, yeah! Ride my cock, Camz!” Lauren panted, content with Camila doing all the work.

“You like that, baby? My pussy bouncing up and down on your big cock?” Camila teased, her hips moving in dizzying circles as she ground down on Lauren’s pelvis.

Grinning, Lauren smacked Camila’s ass. “You bet I do. It's hard not to love that sweet, tight pussy of yours. Rub your clit for me, baby.”

Camila did as she was told, working her clit with her fingers, pushing herself down on Lauren’s thick shaft. Lauren focused on Camila’s pussy lips being split apart to accommodate her thickness, on the wet slapping of skin on skin.

It didn’t take long before Camila was coming around her again, letting out a sharp cry as she trembled from the force of her orgasm. Gritting her teeth, Lauren planted her feet on the bed and pounded up into Camila, until her cock pumped out jizz for the second time.

Camila slumped forward and clenched her muscles, draining out the rest of Lauren’s warm semen.    

“Mmm, I love it when you pump me full of your come,” Camila sighed, curling up into Lauren.

Smiling in satisfaction, Lauren held Camila, her cock beginning to soften inside the brunette’s cunt. Just as they had settled into a comfortable position for cuddling, Lauren vaguely heard someone knocking on the door.

She arched an eyebrow and carefully disentangled herself from Camila, who was smiling lazily and leisurely stroking her cum-filled pussy.

She picked up her shirt and boxers from the floor and put them on, then made her way outside of the bedroom. When she opened the door, she saw that her neighbor was outside, her fiery red hair disheveled, and annoyed expression on her face.

Lauren suppressed a smirk. “Yes?”

“Are you done banging your girlfriend? Because I need to sleep.”

“Huh. Funny isn’t it? Because I don’t remember knocking on your door last night to tell you and your little boyfriend to stop fucking around,” Lauren said coolly, laughing inside when her neighbor flushed a scarlet red. “But hey, I guess we’re pretty much even now. I was barely able to sleep last night, either.”

And with that, Lauren shut the door in her face with a smug smile. She shuffled back to her bedroom, finding Camila in the same position she left her in.

“That was your neighbor, wasn’t it?” Camila asked, watching Lauren take off her clothes.

“Yup, and she actually had the guts to complain about us being loud,” Lauren said with a laugh, and climbed in beside Camila.

Camila smirked, leading Lauren’s hand between her legs. “Do you want to piss her off even more?”

“You bet I do,” Lauren nodded. “And why don’t I suck my come out of your pussy while I recover?”

Camila smiled naughtily and lay flat on her back, spreading her legs wide open. Lauren groaned at the sight of her thick, white come, steadily trickling out of Camila’s swollen, reddened pussy.

Without giving it a second thought, Lauren buried her face in between Camila’s legs and happily slurped out her thick, white come, grinning at the filthy sucking noises she made.

And as Camila squealed and cried out with each broad stroke of her tongue, Lauren could only think, sweet, sweet revenge.

[lesbianrustcohle]

I still can’t believe that fanfiction is free

I sometimes have to pay for water, but with a phone and some wifi, I get to read whole novels about my favorite characters for exactly zero additional dollars

How goddamn rad is that

[shockblanketnightmares-deactiva]

all the love to the fanfic authors who make this possible, y'all are the best

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Fanfiction is a social contract between the author and the audience, in which the author allows you to see their kinks and neuroses in exchange for your visible/audible gratitude.  Comment on fics.

[smut-camren]

The sombrero smut is called "Study Break", you can find it on Wattpad in the book "Camren g!p Smut" by @/LaurensPussyFlexin.

“Do you know which one the g!p Lauren is where she wears the sombrero? And the original "Married To Her" book, bc the Camren one was removed. Also there was a smut where Camila was fucking g!p Lauren with a strap-on as a "warm up" so Lauren could do anal with her. Do you know which one that was?“

[smut-camren]

What's the name of the fic where Lauren dresses up in different costumes like a sombrero and asks Camila if she wants to suck on a Cuban

"Does anyone know where the original married to her book is"

[smut-camren]

I don't know if you know this but there was a fic on Wattpad where I think camila was aranged marriage to Lauren Lauren is initially abusive threatens to shoot someone in front of camila cuts off her hair and camila ends up getting kindnapped and is found in like a log cabin in the woods it's g!p and I wanted to know if anyone on this blog has heard of it I can't remember the name and want to read it

i dont know this but maybe one of my followers knows?

[smut-camren]

Boii where you at? xD and hope everything's okay and goin well :)

im still here, its summer break and i wish i could say everything is fine but theres a part of my life that i miss

[smut-camren]

Don't u have wattpad

no i dont but there is a wattpad that has similar content to my tumblr

[smut-camren]

One Hundred Years of Love

I couldn’t bear the thought of being at work for one more minute. The week hadn’t gone by as smoothly as I’d hoped for but that wasn’t anything new. Leaning back in my office chair, I brought my hands to rest behind my head while taking a few deep breathes. I was almost sure I was being tested today and I was on the verge of failing miserably. I scanned the room of people dressed in suits and ties, some in nice skirts. Some looked bored, some looked angry. I couldn’t blame them, they’d just lost a million dollar contract with my firm. I’d be mad too.

“I gave you a choice, Max,” I said, leaning forward and placing my arms against the glass surface of the table. “You chose to go behind my back and I warned you about what would happen if you did, its as simple as that.”

The older man in front of me nodded, defeated. He was a brilliant man, a brilliant president of an extremely wealthy company but sometimes the most brilliant of people have slip ups. This just happened to be a major one for him.

When the meeting finally came to a closing, I untucked my shirt from my slacks and sat down at my desk. My eyes were starting to feel heavy and my body was giving into exhaustion. I couldn’t have been more happy about the fact that I had the whole day off tomorrow to do with whatever I pleased. Picking up my cellphone off my desk, I dialed the only number that I usually called around this time at night.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Camz, I’m about to head home. Do you need me to stop and get anything from the store?” I asked, knowing that she’d probably need something. She usually did.

“Can you bring me some Reese’s pieces?” Her tired voice asked quietly. It was one of the most beautiful sounds I had the blessing of hearing. I could never get tired of it. “And can you grab some hamburger buns? I thought we had some but I was wrong,” she laughed and I smiled. “I don’t think we can have a cook out without them..”

“I think you’re right, baby. I’ll stop and pick some up. Anything else you can think of?” I asked as my fingers tapped against the wood of my desk. My eyes slid over to look at the picture frame at the corner of my desk. It was Camila and I when we were in high school. She wore a blue plaid skirt with a red crop top and black strapped heels that extenuated her long legs. I felt my heartbeat start to quick at the sight.

“Babe?” Camila’s voice snapped me out of my daze of the younger woman. I coughed a few times. “Are you even listening to me, Lauren?”

“Yeah,” I cleared my throat and leaned back in my chair. I placed my phone between my shoulder and my cheek before stretching my arms above my head and groaning. I could hear her laugh quietly.

“Get that cute butt home.”

“Yes ma'am,” I grinned widely before standing from the chair and gathering a few papers that I had strung out across the desk and pushed them into my briefcase. “I’m leaving now,” I informed her.

“Okay. Be careful, honey. I need you home safe and sound,” she said genuinely and I exhaled a breath that didn’t know I was holding. Even after all of these years, the small things she says makes me feel more loved than I ever had in my entire. It was amazing to say the least. “I love you.”

“I love you, Camz,” I replied honestly. I’d loved her for most of my life and I didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon, or ever for that matter.

Pushing through the glass doors of my work, I walked out onto the street, the cold New York air whirled around me and made noises that sounded like the worst weather was yet to come. I pulled at my jacket and stood at the edge of the sidewalk where I flagged down yellow taxi. Driving in New York hadn’t been one of my strong suits. I ended up angry and anxious all at the same time. Most of the people here seemed like they’d never driven a car in their life. I understood why people preferred walking.

“Where to?” The cab driver asked as I slid in and shut the door beside me.

“I need to stop by Chucks grocery store first,” I replied, rubbing my hands together to try and gain some warmth. “I’ll only be a few minutes,” I explained and I could visibly see him relax. He didn’t want to be in this weather as much as I didn’t want to be in this weather.

We drove through the crowded streets. We waited for some pedestrians to cross the road a few times and I tried my hardest not to get upset. They took their time getting to the other side of the road and it was one of the most irritating things I’d ever witnessed.

We pulled up to Chucks and I hopped out of the taxi quickly before sprinting into the grocery and grabbing the few items my wife had sent me here to get. I check out rather quickly and rushed back to the taxi. We only had to drive for a few more minutes before he was pulling up to my building. I smiled and hand him a one hundred dollar bill. He went to hand me change but I shook my head.

“No, keep it. Please,” I pressed before opening the door and getting out before he could protest further.

I entered the my security number in the keypad once I reached the doors. Once I heard the lock click open, I wasted no time pulling the door open and quickly made my way to the elevator. We lived on the tenth floor which took about two minutes for me to get to our unit, it was rather quick.

I reached my front door and realized my hands were too full to try and grab the key out of my pocket and open it. I could drop the bags but I’d rather not, so I decided on kicking the bottom of the door with my foot until it slung open and revealed a not so happy brunette.

“Seriously, Lauren?” She asked with roll of her eyes and I chuckled lightly. “You couldn’t have put the bags down and opened the door on your own?” She placed her hand on the lower part of her stomach and hummed softly.

“How is she?” I asked, sitting the paper bags down on the counter and wiping my hands against the fabric of my slack to rid the dirty feeling from the brown sacks.

“She’s moving a lot,” Camila said, looking up at me through long eyelashes. You’d think she wore fake ones but no, they were natural. “Here, give me your hand,” she reached out and grabbed my wrist before I could even attempt to move. She moved my hand around her around stomach until I felt something moving. “Did you feel that?”

I couldn’t stop the large grin that spread across my face. Nodding yes, I placed my other hand on her large stomach and felt another kick. My heart was fluttering. I felt nervous and anxious. I couldn’t believe Camila was pregnant, you’d think after eight months of her being pregnant I’d come to terms with the fact that she is pregnant, but I still hadn’t.

“I think she knows it’s you,” she whispered before tucking her bottom lip between her teeth.

I looked down at her eyes before my gaze travelled further down to the skin tucked between her teeth. I knew she wasn’t meaning to do it but it didn’t help the fact that she was.

“Just kiss me,” she laughed as if she were reading my mind.

I smiled before tilting my head down and pressing my lips softly against hers. She kissed back without any second thought. I felt her hand move from my own until it was placed on the back of my neck to keep me in place. We kissed sensually for a few minutes before she was softly moaning against my lips. That’s when I knew it was time to stop.

“Lauren,” she whined. “Please.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I shook my head and moved my hands from her stomach to her hips.

“I’m not going to break, Lauren. I’m not some fragile being just because I’m pregnant.”

“You’re far from fragile,” I laughed softly.

“Prove it,” she challenged, her lips finding its spot between her teeth again.

“Not fair.”

“Fuck me.”

[smut-camren]

Update

Sorry i havent been posting, im not dead ive just so caught up with school and life i kinda forgot i had this blog. I will try to update as much as I can but also if you would like to submit your own i will post it as well. If anyone has questions or would just like to talk my inbox is open for anyone. Love you guys<3

[smut-camren]

You're burning me up inside

original: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6778084/chapters/15489298

A surprisingly mild winter’s evening painted the perfect backdrop for the Jauregui Foundation Christmas Ball, the lack of finger-freezing frost in the air causing a sigh of relief for all involved. An exclusive and elite event, no expense had been spared: the imposingly breath-taking town hall had been hired out, a doorman with a voice smoother than velvet had been employed, and a glass of complimentary champagne –1996 Boerl & Kroff Brut Magnum, only the best for the fortunate attendees – on arrival.

The delicate clinking of glasses and a subdued bubble of laughter crept under the main doors and gently tapped the ears of the two elegant figures, immobile at the top of the stairs. One, a 23-year-old woman, the other, her 18-year-old brother, both dressed to impress in their tailored suits and custom made leather shoes.

“I just don’t see why we have to attend,” The boy grumbled, eyes crinkling with frustration as he glared at the source of the merriment, hidden from his scathing gaze by the oak doors and the waiting doorman.

“It’s only once a year, and we are already late because of you and your grooming,” His companion chided him, but there was no real severity behind her words – she, too, disliked the pressure of this annual ball. Her brother grinned at her words, quickly adopting a mock-arrogant pose.

“But I have got to look good for the laaaddiiiiiessss, at least one of the Jauregui siblings has game – hey!” His cheeky remark was cut off as his sister quickly and ruthlessly flattened the hair that was the cause of their tardiness. She chuckled, but the morose expression adorning his face quickly sobered her up and she waved his hands away, stepping into his space and efficiently restoring his hair to its former glory.

“It’s for Mum, and Dad,” She reminded him, gently smoothing his lapels, “And you know how important this ball is for them. So let’s go in there and make them proud,” She clasped his forearm, turned and strode towards the doorman, his face betraying only mild irritation at the siblings’ reluctance to enter as soon as they had arrived. She nodded, her brother by her side. The doorman smiled and opened the door, allowing his deep voice to resound around the room.

“Lauren and Chris Jauregui!”

“And by the way, we both know that I have infinitely more game than you, little brother,” Lauren winked and descended down the stairs elegantly, leaving her brother behind with his mouth gaping open.

“Oh, thank God,” Lauren exhaled as she allowed the dark amber liquid to slip down her throat and ease her tension. Her jacket now unbuttoned, she had escaped to the bar after her parents had introduced and re-introduced her to all of the ‘important’ people in the room – which, due to the exclusivity of the event, was an awful lot of people.

A familiar hand appeared next to her, signalling the bartender, and she raised an eyebrow.

“Following in my footsteps, little one?” She teased, knowing how much he hated the nickname.

“Just trying to avoid Alie,” He mock-whispered, ducking his head as said woman appeared in his peripheral vision. Lauren just smirked and took another long sip of her Macallan 1926, the indulgent liquid sending pleasant warmth through her veins. She was more than used to the line of girls and women falling at Chris’s feet; his rusty hair and cheeky-but-charming demeanour had successfully hooked him many a partner, something that he delighted in. However, as Lauren knew all too well, some women simply just didn’t get it, ‘it’ being the knowledge that one night wouldn’t turn into two.

Alie was one such woman, and although Lauren empathised with her brother, she found it amusing nevertheless.

“Who is that?” Chris’s stunned voice broke her reverie, and as Lauren followed the path of his gaze, she completely understood why – she was stunned, too.

Smiling and laughing with her parents was what Lauren could only describe as a goddess. She was wearing an open back dress that accentuated her toned but curvy body, and it clung to her ass in a most sinful way. Oh my God, that ass… Lauren groaned quietly and closed her eyes, trying to cleanse her mind of the ridiculously inappropriate but oh-so-delicious thoughts running riot in her head. Opening them slowly, she had to bite her tongue to silence herself when she saw that the vision had turned. Her stomach was flat, and her dress hinted at wonderful breasts that Lauren just needed to bury her…

Stop it!She chastised herself, reluctantly dragging her eyes away from those beckoning beauties, up over collarbones that were just begging to be bitten, a mouth that was the most kissable mouth she had ever seen, and then she came to her eyes.

The earth met the sky and the world burned around them.

“I’m gonna go get with her,” Chris proclaimed cockily, and Lauren was too caught up in pulling her eyes away from the bewitching blue to try to stop him. She watched curiously as Chris confidently approached the stunning woman, and a knife twisted jealousy in her gut as she watched the woman laugh at something Chris had said.

“Stupid brother, stupid charm,” Lauren muttered, wrenching her eyes off the couple and downing the rest of her drink. She tapped her tumbler; the barman knew better than to keep her waiting. She took another long draught, trying to drown the irrational jealousy that was bubbling in her stomach. She knew she had no right to be so possessive over someone she didn’t even know, but something in her had been awakened by the other woman and she found herself clenching her fist at the thought of her brother being the one to worship her. Not that people are possessions, Lauren. Don’t be such an idiot. She smiled wryly at her inner berating, taking another smaller sip of the expensive liquid.

Suddenly, the familiar hand reappeared, and Lauren watched incredulously as her brother proceeded to do 3 shots of Patrón, not even wincing in the process. He cut his eyes at her and flipped his middle finger up at her vehemently before disappearing into the throng of people. What the hell? Lauren rose off her stool, intent on finding her brother and getting an explanation for his horrendous behaviour.

“He doesn’t take rejection well, then,” A throaty voice stopped Lauren in her tracks. The woman was even more striking up close, and Lauren unashamedly raked her eyes over every inch of the goddess in front of her, starting at her feet and rising up until her heated gaze once again caught the eyes of the other woman. They were mischievous, with a hint of pride in them as she watched the other woman devour her with her eyes.

“I would say so, as you are the first to reject him,” Lauren replied, smirking as the other woman bit her lip at the sound of Lauren’s voice. “May I enquire as to your reason for spurning him?” She asked, mostly teasing but with genuine curiosity underlying her words. The woman suddenly stepped forwards, effectively trapping Lauren between the mahogany bar and her own lovely body. The suited woman gulped once, but regained her control quickly before anything could give away how incredibly turned on she was.

“Well,” The brunette whispered into Lauren’s ear, causing her pants to tighten uncomfortably, “I simply said that it wouldn’t be fair… to make him second best, when I have been focused on nothing but you, and how amazing it would be to undress you, kiss you, touch you, since the moment you walked down those stairs. Oh, and I may have told him off for interrupting our eye-fucking,”

Lauren’s breath hitched, not only because of the provocative words and the enticing fantasies they had produced, but also because the woman, on finishing her sentence, had taken Lauren’s earlobe into her mouth, sucked it once and then bitten it.

“Not fair at all…” Lauren murmured, trying to focus on calming herself down and removing any potential issues. In her flustered state she in fact brushed the object of her discomfort against the brunette woman’s leg, and she bit her lip anxiously, waiting for the look of disgust, and the inevitable rejection.

The woman’s eyes, already dark, blackened.

She surged forwards, and upon feeling just how well-endowed Lauren was, moaned into her ear, unable to control herself at the thought of how good it would feel when clothing was no longer an issue. Lauren shuddered once, feeling her nerves dissipating into thin air, and let a smirk appear on her face as she allowed her natural instinct to take over. She grasped the brunette’s hips, spinning them round and pressing her against the bar as subtly as she could. Her leg slid in-between her partner’s, and she sucked air in through her teeth as she felt the heat radiating from the brunette’s centre. She pressed forwards slightly, revelling in the way the other woman leaned her head back, exposing her pale neck and submitting. Lauren leaned forwards and ran her teeth from the woman’s ear down her neck, licking the hollow of her throat before dragging her tongue up the sweetly scented skin and pausing on her mouth, letting the ragged breaths ghost over her own. At the lack of any more stimulation, the brunette opened her eyes, the sapphire almost completely obscured by obsidian.

“Waiting for an invitation?” She snarked gently, the rapid rise and fall of her chest giving away how affected she was. Lauren let a genuine smile curve her mouth gently before stepping backwards slightly, giving the woman some space.

“Lauren Jauregui,” she stated, and recognition cleared the woman’s cloudy features. She cleared her throat of lust before offering her own smile.

“Camila,” she held her hand out, “Camila Cabello,”

Lauren took her hand and brought it up to her lips, dusting a kiss on the palm before stepping right back into the other woman’s space.

“And that, Camila,” Lauren growled, the object of her desire’s eyes rolling back into her head at her next words, “Will be the last coherent thing you say tonight, apart from my name.”

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“Fu… Lauren, please!” Camila gasped, hips writhing around, trying to find friction against the teasing tongue. Lauren simply blew gently on the swollen clit in front of her, smirking at the pained moan of pleasure that it produced from the frustrated body above her.

Lauren hadn’t even waited to get Camila inside her apartment before starting to undress her, pressing her up against the wall next to the door and undoing the dress from top to bottom before Camila could even realise.

“Wait, Laur…” Camila’s attempt at a protest was cut off by the press of Lauren’s lips against her own, admittedly much more gentle than she had imagined. Her plump lower lip even trembled slightly, and Camila felt a rush of affection flood through her, followed by a flood of something else as Lauren started to command the kiss. She licked along Camila’s lower lip, immediately slipping her tongue in when the brunette moaned slightly in response, and had been pleasantly surprised when her partner held her own with the kiss, sliding her tongue against Lauren’s and curling it against the roof of her mouth in a way that made her weak. Overcome with lust, Lauren slammed Camila against the wall, and the guttural moan that burst out of Camila’s mouth had Lauren almost coming in her pants. She had paused for a moment, anxiously locating her key, a task that became infinitely more difficult when the brunette started kissing her neck, licking her ear and whispering about how she couldn’t wait to be fucked by her. After a few heated moments of fumbling, Lauren had managed to get the door open and dragged her partner in after her, kicking the door shut so it locked automatically. They had stood for a moment in silence, letting their eyes adjust to the darkness, and just before it could have become awkward, Camila shifted her shoulder slightly, causing her dress to slip off her body and pool gently at her feet, leaving her in matching lingerie and heels. Lauren bit her lip, she couldn’t believe that this goddess was even looking at her, let alone half-naked in her hall. She stepped forward, reaching out to touch the soft body in front of her, ensuring that she was in fact real. Camila seemed to notice her sudden shift in mood, and tapped her teasingly on her chest, motioning her to remove her clothing. Lauren slowly unbuttoned her shirt, her confidence re-growing as she watched the brunette lick her lips at the unveiling of the toned stomach in front of her. She threw her shirt off to the side; Camila’s eyes stayed fixed on her abs. Before she could lose her nerve, she pushed her trousers down, essentially leaving herself as naked as the girl in front of her. The shade allowed for some modesty, so Camila couldn’t quite make out her prize, much to her annoyance. She quickly closed the gap between them, stopping right in front of the brunette and leaning forward to whisper in her ear.

“Why am I so coherent?” Lauren growled at the blatant challenge and picked the brunette up, preening inside as the brunette gasped at her strength and wrapped her legs round her body, her centre hot and wet against Lauren’s stomach. They had made it to the bedroom, where Lauren had slowly but surely turned Camila into a writhing mess.

Starting at her collarbones, licking them firmly before nibbling and biting them, not hard enough to hurt but enough to leave a mark that would remind Camila who had been there. Her hands slowly unclasped the silk bra, pulling it off her arms slowly, taking her time to reveal the perfect breasts that had been hidden by it. Camila’s nipples were already erect, so Lauren wasted no time in taking one in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before sucking it sharply and grazing it with her teeth. She used her other hand to delicately tease the other nub, flicking it and rolling it between her fingers. She moaned slightly against the flesh in her mouth before taking it in and sucking it hard, determined to leave a mark. Camila’s hands, which had been grasping at the bedsheets, flew to Lauren’s hair, pulling her closer to her breast and rolling her hips up in need. Lauren was so hard she could have burst, but she simply switched breasts and gave them the attention they deserved, taking her time on them until she could feel Camila’s need burning beneath her. She kissed her way down her stomach, pausing to dust kisses and nips along her ribs, before coming to the edge of the lace underwear. She caught Camila’s eye and winked before baring her teeth and using them to drag the sodden underwear down Camila’s long and slender legs, the now-naked legs falling open with lust and her eyes darkening even further at the display of domination.

And that is what brought them to their current position, Lauren teasing Camila’s pussy with her tongue, waiting for her to beg, to break. After a particularly mean trick where she sucked the brunette’s clit into her mouth and grazed her teeth over it before releasing, Camila reached breaking point.

“Please! I can’t, can’t take this anymore, I’m going to burn up, please just fuck me,” Camila begged, desperation evident in her voice. Lauren smiled at the plea and instantly upped her pace, thrusting two fingers into Camila with no warning and smiling wider as the brunette’s head fell back in wordless pleasure. She added a third, wonder in her eyes as she watched Camila stretch to take her in, and then picked up the pace until she was practically thrusting Camila into the headboard. No sounds were coming out of her open mouth, her eyes were rolled back in her head and her chest was heaving.

“You can cum now, baby,” Lauren murmured, and gently sucked Camila’s clit into her mouth at the same time as curling her fingers up to find that spongy spot on her lover’s front wall, massaging it firmly. Camila’s hips bucked wildly and her entire body tensed before exploding, her back arching off the bed and her vision blurring. Lauren kept her fingers inside her, unmoving, letting her come down from her high before removing them. She sucked them slowly, smirking as Camila zeroed in on her mouth.

“Lauren…” Camila’s voice was hoarse, and the brunette crawled up her body gently, delicately kissing her delectable lips before pulling back. Despite her exhaustion, Camila felt her libido rising at the sensation of Lauren’s cock pulsing against her. She pushed gently at Lauren’s shoulders, moving her so that she was sitting, and before Lauren knew what was happening, Camila had her boxers off and her erection was ramrod straight and throbbing for attention.

Camila’s eyes widened; Lauren was huge. Lauren waited for a moment, slightly nervous, but then Camila’s eyes met hers and her lips curled up in a feral grin and Lauren just leant back and waited.

A tongue flicked the slit in her head and she trembled, willing herself to stay calm. Slowly, Camila’s mouth enveloped her head, her tongue swirling round it, her hand coming up to palm at her shaft. Inch by inch, Lauren watched as her cock disappeared into the velvet heat of Camila’s mouth until she hit the back of Camila’s throat. Instead of gagging, Camila simply opened her throat and kept going until her nose was brushing Lauren’s pubic bone. Lauren just sat there, eyes wide in disbelief, never having had her 9 inches deep throated before. The sensation was incredible, and then Camila swallowed. Lauren physically jumped, provoking a smile from the brunette, who then proceeded to give Lauren the best blow job of her life. After only a few minutes, she felt the familiar tightening and reluctantly tapped Camila, who looked up at her grumpily as though she’d interrupted her last meal. She slowly dragged her lips back over the shaft and head, sucking the pre-cum that had been left behind. The sight of Camila in front of her, naked, legs spread wantonly, and the fact that she had just had her cock in her mouth, made something in Lauren snap. She grabbed the brunette’s knees and pulled hard, flattening her into the mattress and proceeded to back off the bed, pulling Camila with her. She stood, cock in hand, watching as realisation dawned on her lover’s face.

She dipped her fingers into Camila’s cunt, using her juices to slowly lubricate her own shaft before positioning herself at Camila’s entrance. An eager nod was all the consent she needed to slowly start sliding her dick into the silky, fluttering entrance. Once she was bottomed out, she waited a moment for Camila to adjust, using the time to focus on her breathing. She was so worked up and the woman in front of her was so beautiful that Lauren knew she wouldn’t last long, so she deep breathed until she felt a clench round her cock. She opened her eyes to see Camila grinning mischievously at her, and then another clench around her already sensitive shaft made her decision for her: hard and fast. She picked Camila’s legs up and placed her ankles on her shoulders, watching for any signs of pain, but the only change was Camila’s mouth opening in pleasure as the angle changed. She smirked, and withdrew slowly, before pounding back in in one long, hard thrust. The moans from the woman wrapped around her were enough to confirm that she was doing the right thing, so she let herself go. With Lauren jackhammering as hard and as fast as she could, Camila was soon reduced to a body only capable of twitching in pleasure and releasing gasps and moans. Lauren was so deep in her, and the noise of their skin slapping together only made the heat in Camila grow hotter. Suddenly another finger was added into the mix, rubbing tight circles on her slippery clit, and that was all the stimulation necessary to throw Camila headfirst into the burning fire of oblivion. Lauren came with her, her orgasm bringing her to her knees at Camila’s feet.

There’s nowhere I’d rather be, she thought to herself, gently removing herself from Camila’s innermost self. The brunette had passed out, body driven past exhaustion, and Lauren smiled tenderly before fetching a damp flannel to clean the woman’s thighs. She lay down beside her, pulled the covers up over them both and turned to her side, waiting for sleep to take her.

When she woke up, she woke up to the sight of a brunette head bobbing between her legs, her cock about to explode.

They had breakfast together, more life-affirming sex, and Camila stayed for dinner.

One night turned into two, two nights turned into three, and three turned into forever.

[smut-camren]

how do you get over someone you never went out with