nsfw / fem afab reader, cws for voyeuristic themes & dubcon(?) ) βββββββthinking about your good friend janet jackson who, upon realizing that you donβt have any plans for the summer, invites you to come with her to a resort. βitβll be a cute little girlsβ trip. cβmon,β she coaxed you over the phone. just by hearing her tone, you could tell she was smiling on the other end. βitβll be fun, i promise.β
thinking about how janet would insist on you two sharing a room because itβs cheaper. thinking about how she feigns surprise when thereβs only one bed, shrugging shortly afterwards and murmuring about clearing it up right away. for some reason, the bed situation never gets fixed; you end up sleeping with janet for the entirety of your stay.
thinking about how sheβd encourage you to do all sorts of tacky resort activities with her. βletβs go see their show!β sheβll suggest, pointing to a nearby poster, βooh, and we can go for drinks after. they have this fruity drink in this big glass, iβm just dying to try it. youβll try it with me, right?β of course, janet bats her lashes and purses her lip into a subtle pout whenever you seem hesitant. you humor her more often than you donβt.
thinking about how sheβd take pictures with you everywhere. she carries her mini-camera like itβs her ID. βsmile!β she beams as she takes yet another photo. βthis one looks hot,β she remarks, βthe sun looks so good on us, see?β oh, just know thereβs a photo album at home dedicated to you and her. βbest friends foreverβ is in there somewhere, surrounded by a bunch of hearts.
thinking about her covering you with a towel whenever she notices guys leering at you. sheβll wrap it around your shoulders or waist before you can even process the fact that men are taking you in. βmen can be such dogs,β janet complains under her breath, rolling her eyes, βignore them.β
but most of all, iβm thinking about that one day towards the end of the trip where janet rents out a small, nearby beach because she βdoesnβt want to deal with peopleβ. she hums softly as she slathers sunscreen on herself. then, she watches as you do the same. naturally, you both get each otherβs backs. then comes the fun. or, at least, janet thought the fun would follow.
βwhat do you mean youβre not gonna swim?β she asks indignantly, her hands on her hips, βi rented out this whole beach!β
βi want to tan, janet,β you reply, laying down along a beach chair. you reach into your bag and pull out a book, βit never hurts to even out your skin tone.β
βi donβt care about that,β she snaps, letting her more childish side show. itβs moments like these where itβs clear that sheβs the youngest of the jacksons. βthe beach is for playing in the water more than tanning. i wanted to have fun with you, this is our one girlsβ trip before things get busy again.β
you open your book. βwe can still have fun on the sand.β
saying that was a huge mistake. you can tell from the moment she gets quiet. after a few seconds, you glance up over the bookβs pages, only to notice that janetβs in the middle of crawling onto you. when you sit up, she gently pushes you back down, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
βwhat are you doing?β you ask, raising an eyebrow.
βhaving fun,β she replies. she lets one foot rest on either side of you as she settles on top. it would be a full squat if she hovered; instead, she lets her pelvis rest on top of yours, the triangle bottoms of your bikinis meeting. βyou donβt mind, right? i mean, if we can share a bed, certainly we can share thisβ¦β she slides herself forward, letting her body drag against yours, βa different kind of fun, but stillβ¦ fun.β
you blink once or twice, setting your book down as she starts to roll her hips. it sparks an unexpected heat in you, one strong enough for you to pause and let out a quiet exhale. βyeah? the kind of fun friends have all the time, right?β you manage to spit out sarcastically, shifting to give her more access to you.
βexactly,β she coos, βrelax. youβll still get your tan.β reaching down, janet walks her fingers up to your bikini top, holding onto it like a reign as she rides against you. βi always thought you were just so pretty,β she muses, βiβm glad weβre such close friends.β
βis that right?β your eyes go half-lidded, your mouth running dry. through your bikini bottom you can feel everything. you swear you feel the outline of her pussy lips as she ruts against you. slowly, you bring your hands to her hips, holding onto her. βi think youβre pretty, too, janet.β pretty and talentedβ now you know where she gets the motivation to sing those βbaby makingβ songs.
βyouβre gonna make me blush,β she breathes out, chuckling a little. after a while, she speeds up, playfully asking, βfeels good, doesnβt it?β thereβs little shame in how she presses herself against you. why would there be? itβs not like anyone will see, thanks to her renting the beach out. when you donβt reply, she tilts her head to the left, bringing her hips back to fully thrust against your now sensitive pussy. βyou know, itβs rude not to respond,β she murmurs, βvery rude.β
βjanet,β you whine, only to gasp when you feel her pelvis slam against yours. your body rocks, moving back and then forth from the impact. βfuck! it feels good, it feels good.β
she watches your face, soaking in how youβve started to sweat, how your eyes are all hazy, and how you keep biting your lip. βthen come,β she demands. her hand lets go of your bikini top, sliding to press against your lower stomach. suddenly, janet takes it seriously, staring down at you as she purposefully grinds her clit against yours at that perfect angle. the bikini bottoms on you both do nothing to shield you from the sensation of her body against yours, that friction quickly adding fuel to the fire flowing through your body. a grunt leaves her lips before she goes on, βcome, come for me, come right now.β
whimpering, your hips start to buck, desperate for friction. βiβm going toβ ah, ahhββ your legs tremble as your orgasm rushes through you, the force of it causing you to moan out janetβs name. your eyes screw themselves shut, forcing you to miss janetβs orgasm (an orgasm thatβs just as intense as your own, though she smiles through it, thoroughly pleased). even after the first burst, your pussy pulses, causing more cum to leak out of you and pool into your g-string. spent, you crumple beneath her, panting hard like a dog out in the sun.
βatta girl,β she purrs as you both come down from the high, laying down on top of you as if she belonged there. maybe she does, now. her head rests along your breasts, her hands idly roaming your body. βthis was better than swimming anyways,β she decides under her breath, βmuch better.β
authorβs note ) βββββββthat moment when ur best friend crawls on top of you and lwk starts humping but ur lwk down so u just dryhump on the beach w bikinis on or whatever. we all have that one girl bsf weβd scissor ok? anyways, happy prideβ¦ janet has always given me such brat vibes, regardless of top/bottom, i hope i captured that well here. she radiates such strong bsf to lovers vibes itβs insaneβ¦ lover her smβ¦
