“c’mere.” paige grunted, grabbing you by the legs and dragging you down to the end of the mattress. you whine in response; trying to scoot up but to no avail. your pussy was aching from how stimulated and abused she was.
“that’s it, good girl.” paige coos, biting her lip as her strap slides into you with ease. “fuck.” you whine when you feel your other girlfriend coming to the right side of you; spreading her legs and touching herself, enjoying the show.
“you’re doing so good for us.” azzi praises, her free hand going to pinch her nipple; her pretty pussy on display also abused from paige’s strap, you can practically see her hole clench around nothing as she rubs her clit. “paige!” you cry out, her hands grabbing your waist to try and hold you still and you try and shimmy away. you grab onto her arms; trying to push away but she’s to strong and you’re body’s jolting at how hard she’s fucking herself into you.
“fucking take it. i thought you were good girl?” paige leans down a bit, putting some weight on you and using her right hand to reach up; squeezing your nipple. “it’s okay baby, you’re doing so good.” azzi moans, “come help me hold her still, mama.” paige nods to azzi.
azzi gets up, leaning over to kiss paige. you moan out watching and getting a second of relief as paige stops thrusting. paige’s hand reaching to grab azzis left tit as they both moan into the kiss. when they finally pull back a string of salvia trails between them. azzi crawls over to you; now pressing a kiss to your lips, it’s soft and loving but still a bit of tongue. you gasp into it when you feel paige’s thrust start again and azzi gasps back as paige smacks her ass; the sting of it sounds loud.
azzi takes it as a signal; crawling and throwing one of her legs over the side of your head while facing paige; sitting on your face. your moans and cries are muffled the second she sits down. the room filling with the sounds of paige’s thrusts and grunts and azzis soft moans. she wiggles around a bit; getting comfortable on your face as you lick up her pussy.
paige admires the view, your pussy being stretched by her on display; taking her so good, your tits bouncing with every thrust leading to azzi ontop of your face, grinding her hips down onto your face, one of her hands playing with her nipple and the other reaching to tug at your right nipple.
“good girls.” paige praises, licking her thumb and bringing it down to your clit. “she feels so good.” azzi moans, bouncing up and down on your face a bit. “mm, i bet.” paige leans forwards and so does azzi. you can hear the mmm’s, moans, and smacking as they kiss.
you reach down, pushing paige’s arm that’s still holding your waist a bit as you feel your orgasm coming. “mmm i think someone’s coming.” paige pulls away from the kiss, focusing on helping you reach your end. “i am too.” azzi moans, throwing her head back and grinding her hips on your face.
you cry into azzi as your orgasm hits. squirt spewing out of you and all over paige’s stomach. the vibrations from your moans sending azzi over the edge as she squirts on your face; waterboaring you a bit. you tap her thigh as a sign that you can’t breath and she sits up; pulling her pussy off of your face.
azzi colapses on the bed beside you as paige helps you ride out your orgasm, her thrusts slowing before coming to a halt. “that was the sexiest thing i’ve ever seen.” paige smiles, slowly pulling the strap out of you.
you sit up by your elbows and look around; the sheets are soaked, azzi laying on her back with her legs still open trying to let her pussy breath, paige biting her lips, hands running up and down your thighs as she admires you two.
“i think i need a shower.” you whine out making them giggle and azzi look at you; seeing how wet your hair is with her liquids. “probably a good idea.” she laughs.
“we’ve never had shower sex before.” paige points out, biting her lip as the grabs the strap, rubbing your clit with it, making you look at her crazy;
i’m tapped out
you think until azzi speaks up, “i’ll start the shower!” hopping off the bed and running towards the bathroom.
•you guys moved from north carolina to storrs together, meeting in elementary school but started dating your sophomore year.
•you had always been the more domestic, obedient type girlfriend but it only blossomed into the way it is now once you guys moved in together.
•sarah’s heart always flutters when she remembers all the times in high school you showed her support, pushing her to be the best athlete she could be. showing up to all her games no matter how far, her number painted on your cheek, baking her sweet treats, when she would be down from a bad game or day you’d be there to help cheer her up.
•once you guys moved into your first apartment together on campus it just intensified.
•her teammates always teasingly praising sarah for having such a wife of a girlfriend.
• “i’m gonna wife her up if you don’t.” azzi joked to sarah; moaning at the taste of the cookies you had baked earlier. paige, azzi, kk and ice had all decided to come over to your guys’ apartment after practice. you were in the shower when they arrived but they could smell the sweet aroma of cookies down the fall; coming inside to find the pretty hard shaped dish filled with cookies. “shut up.” sarah gave azzi a joking stank side eye; making the rest of the girls laugh.
•sarah’s love languages are gift giving and quality time for sure!!! you both share quality time but you also love acts of service!! doing her laundry, cooking dinner for her, helping her take out and re braid her hair, etc.
• “that was amazing, baby.” even though you’re in heels you have to tip toe to peck sarah’s lips. you sit down on the couch behind you and sarah gets down on her knees; taking your heels off. she smiles as you wiggle your now free’d toes; grabbing onto your foot to massage it a bit. “i’m glad you had fun, mi amor.” she smiles up at you; releasing your foot and reaching in her pocket. “i have one more surprise for you.” you gasp with a smile and sit up a bit as she pulls out a blue box reading Tiffany. she opens it, presenting you a beautiful diamond anklet. “baby, you didn’t have too.” you pout, so grateful for your girlfriend. “of course i did.” she smiles, wrapping the anklet around your ankle.
•she loves it when you come watch her play; always at every game, draped in her jersey with a long sleeve undershirt usually paired with leggings or jeans. she thinks it’s so adorable.
•you guys are total cuddle bugs!! you guys have spent many mornings rolling around the sheets, enjoying each others warm embrace.
•you guys don’t spoon that much but when you do sarah big spoons.
•you guys prefer to lay facing each other, limbs interlocking wherever they can. most of the time it’s skin to skin unless you guys are just trying to get a quick nap in.
•you hmp out a bit, sarah immediately noticing your discomfort. you guys were cuddled under the blanket; trying to hide from the cold connecticut winter. “want skin, baby?” sarah’s voice raspy and tired. “please.” you whine, sitting up. “c’mere baby.” sarah sits up as well, slipping off your hoodie and bra; you help her shimmy your pj shorts and panties off. you lay back, enjoying the cool feeling of the sheets and watch sarah pull off her clothes; still in the bed. “c’mon.” sarah sighs out contently, laying back and pulling you into her embrace. you almost moan at the feeling of your skin touching, burying your face in her neck.
•you’re her passenger princess, she even lets you be on aux.
•she takes you literally anywhere you wanna go, you don’t have a car in connecticut, she’ll even get upset if you uber somewhere; not trusting them with you.
•she’s not really into pda, preferring your guys’ physical affection stay with just you two. she will offer a peck every once in a while in public or use her hand on your lower back to help guide you through somewhere.
nsfw below !!!
•you’re both munches, like it’s insane.
•sarah lives for when you sit on her face, thighs on both sides of her head and pretty pussy in her face. taking long licks up your slit, her strong arms wrapped around your thighs, holding you in place.
• “fuck, just like that baby.” you whine out, who knows how long you two had been like this; you sitting on her face and reaching back to play with her clit. “you’re so good to me.” you praise your girlfriend who’s nodding her head up and down your pussy, tongue dragging all over your slit. your free hand reaches to play with your nipple, they’re so sensitive you can’t help but to moan out; letting out praises to sarah.
•sarah’s such a titty sucker. she loves it, it’s like her favorite hobby. there’s a lot of nights where you find yourself scrolling through tiktok together; sarah’s arms wrapped around you with your nipple in her mouth as you scroll. this usually doesn’t last too long before your soft moans get to sarah; she’ll always soon find her fingers in your panties, fingering your pussy.
•you guys don’t use strap very often, maybe once every week or two but when you guys do it’s so good.
• “fuuuuck.” you drag out, word vibrating with every fast thrust from sarah. she was currently killing your shit from the back. one second you were chopping up some veggies for dinner and the next thing you knew she had you bent over the counter top, big dick fucking you senseless. “like that, amor?” she groans, smacking your ass. “yes, baby, fuck me.” you sound like something from a porn, making sarah’s pussy drip. “c’mere.” you gasp out as she pulls the strap out, picking your body off the counter by your hair and turning you to face her. she quickly lifts your shirt up just enough to take your tits out before picking you up like you weigh nothing. you moan at her strength as she positions you and you reach down under you, helping guide the strap inside. you caress her face as she bites her lip, sweat beads forming on her forehead and she begins to bounce you on her dick; showing off her pure strength.
•sarah loves to be eaten out, she loves it sloppy and wet; your saliva and her juices all over your face as she fucks it.
•sarah just needed a quick nut, she had to be at practice in 20 minutes but she needed it out of her system. so, she found you on the couch watching tv and pulled down her pants in front of you. you almost moaned at the sight of her, pussy on display, thick thighs just calling to you. it didn’t even take a word exchange for you to quickly tie back your hair and sit up, tilting your head up a bit to get the perfect angle. “fuck.” sarah moans out, grabbing your hair from the root, thrusting onto your tongue as you use it to rub her clit. your arms reach behind her; grabbing onto her ass to pull her closer. you slap her ass and squeeze it a bit, enjoying the taste of her pussy. “i’m gonna cum.” sarah warns, groaning out. her thrusts become sloppy as her cum drips down onto your face. you can only clean her up a little bit before she pulls away, “shit baby, i gotta go. i’ll get you when i get back i promise.” and with that she pulls her basketball shorts up, giving you a quick kiss and quickly heads to the door with a “i love you.” being shouted before the door closes.
I have a feeling you got everything you wanted. And you’re wasting time stuck here like me. You’re just thinking it’s a small thing that happened, the world ended when it happened to me.
the years had just seemed to fly by. years spent “protecting my peace”, spending more time on tiktok that socializing and i’m okay with that. my girlfriend made it all worth it. the constant texts besides when she’s practicing, calling me first thing in the morning and right before i fall asleep at night. plus it’s not like i was truly alone, if i really wanted to go hangout with someone, i could.
tonight paige had headed to teds with her team, leaving me to my own devices. while i didn’t mind her going out with them, it always made me feel a little off knowing how i’ve never even been to a bar unless paige was present. i mean, who wouldn’t get those bad thoughts in the back of their head when paige bueckers is your girlfriend.
my saving grace when i always got into these gloomy moods with feelings of impending doom was my photos app. reminiscing on all the fun paige and i have had, how much we love eachother. although our relationship is secret from the public, she always assures me that it’s just until she gets to the wnba.
i always look forward to that, finally getting to be with her again instead of loving her through a phone and tiktok edits. i smile as i come across one of my favorite photos of paige and i. it’s simple and old, no fancy clothes, no makeup, just me and paige. cuddled up under the warm blankets, in our matching grinch pjs from a few years ago. her mom had come in her room to ask us something when she found us like that sleeping; snapping the picture.
i race to read my texts and my phone dings,
pooks; miss u sn
(edited) miss u sm
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i sigh, i can only assume she’s drunk, her locations been there for a little under three hours now. i know she’s probably texting me because she couldn’t call me tonight, trying to make up for it somehow in her drunken haze.
me; miss you too pooks<3
me; r u going home soon?
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pooks; some wine soon
(edited) sometime soon, why baby?
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me; just wondering, im bored
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pooks; i’m sorry babe, my phones gonna die soon. i’ll text you when i get home okay?i love you.
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me; okay, be safe. love you too.
delivered 1:09am
i slump my way out my bed, opting to head to the kitchen to get a snack. quickly heading downstairs, creeping past my parents room i go to the kitchen. grabbing a bag of hot cheetos and a water, i go back upstairs.
snuggling myself back under the covers, i turn on my tv. opening hulu and putting on one of my favorites; bad girls club. i joke sometimes with paige that if they still made this show, i’d be on it.
about 30 minutes in to watching camilla punk the entire house, i decide to check paige’s location. i can’t help but to let out a sigh seeing she’s still at teds and it’s a little past 2. ice had been live earlier, i didn’t want to join and paige know i was watching her.
wanting to see what they were doing i open tiktok, searching up “uconn wbb live”. i click on the first one i see, paige smiling in the camera that ice is holding; clearly drunk and azzi in the background could be heard yelling for paige. i scroll down to the next one, the caption immediately catching my eye “pazzi confirmed?” it reads.
i watch it once, at first it’s normal; ices face in the camera before she tilts the camera to the left and it’s blurry but it looks like paige holding azzi, their faces close enough to be kissing but i can’t tell; but they’re holding eachother like lovers. i feel tears grow in my eyes. i watch the video for what feels like the 100th time, scrolling through all the comments rooting for pazzi.
i put my phone down, feeling a pain grow in my chest and heavy breathing coming on. trying to sob quietly not to wake my parents. i head to my bathroom, not bothering to bring any clothes with me. just trying to calm myself down i turn on the bath water, letting it fill the tub; steam rising from the water helping to clear my now clogged nose.
stripping myself of my clothes and once the tubs full, i slide in; allowing my body to physically relax as my mind races 1000 thoughts a minute.
it’s almost too much for me to comprehend. how could paige do this? why would she do this? did she even do it? while they were extremely close to one another, the bar was packed and the video was fuzzy.
the feeling on impending doom sets in as i realize; had i wasted all of my teen years and young adult hood on someone who didn’t even care? someone who didn’t even want me? she had promised me lots, we’d get married, once she finished at uconn we’d go public and id move in with her. it had all sounded like a dream but was it all a lie? had i ignored all my friends for nothing? sure, i never had any interest in going to college but had i known paige wouldn’t take care of me forever i would’ve figured something out.
i float in the tub before submerging my head under, allowing my hair and face to get wet; just needing the thoughts to stop. when i come back up the thoughts are still there and maybe even amplified. i put my head back under.
the next morning was weird. i had some texts from paige around 3:30am that i hadn’t bothered to respond too but i could tell she hadn’t seen that live clip from them.
while it felt like there was some sort of clock ticking over my head i just felt the urge to get outside and do something. so, i woke up at 8am and went on a walk.
i walk down a path paige and i took a lot in high school, towards our favorite park. it wasn’t far, just about a 15 minute walk to the park but it’s better than rotting in my bed waiting to grow the courage to face whatever truth waited with paige.
i paid more attention to the things around me. the ducks flying above; migrating for winter, the trees bare. i smile as i walk past the bird bath in the park, a single bird drinking from it.
it was quiet, a sunday morning not too many people besides what looked like a few women gathered for a yoga class. i watch the way they all laugh with each other in between the exercise, casual and friendly.
soon enough they all begin to roll up their mats and where i had found myself comfortable on a bench is immediately disrupted as i see one of the women walk my way.
“hi!” the girl exclaims, she looks around my age, a bit taller than me but no where near as tall as paige, tan skin, curly hair, pink two piece set on, feminine. “hi.” i say, it comes out kinda as more of a question. “i saw you watching and was wondering if you’d be interested in joining next time.” her voice slightly high pitched.
okay daya, c’mon, this is your chance to make a friend
i talk myself up in my head. “we’re always looking for new people to join! it’s free! we’re here every sunday at 8am!” i must’ve taken a while to respond as she really tries to sell the point.
“sure! i’ve always wanted to try yoga.” i try and match her friendly tone. “okay, perfect! here let me give you my number.” she smiles and i stand, taking my phone out my back pocket and hand it to her; our hands graze allowing me to feel her soft skin.
i watch her type in her number, a small blush appearing on her cheeks. “i’m paulina by the way.” slight latin accent popping out as she says her name. “i’m daya.” i smile, taking my phone back from her. “i’m gonna head back but, don’t be shy, send me a text.” she smiles showing off her smiley piercing. “okay, i will.” she begins to walk away backwards.
“i’ll see you sunday.” she calls out, “see you sunday!” i call back. “oh and it’s pilates.” she confuses me, “what?” “it’s pilates, daya, not yoga.” she finally turns, walking the right way.
i can’t help but let out a small laugh, forgetting about what’s happening with paige for just a moment. i breath out remembering again; id figure out paige later but for now i’ll worry about sunday.
the pounding headache paige had just woken up with was not helped by banging on her door, “paige! get up right now.” paige instantly recognizes jana’s voice. she looks around at her surrounding, stretching her arms; realizing azzis cuddled into her side, wearing nothing but one of paige’s old shirts. “what?” paige’s voice raspy, still trying to figure out what’s happening as azzi stirs awake.
jana finally pushes open the door, standing in the doorway. “you should probably know there’s a video floating around of you and azzi kissing at the bar last night on tiktok.” jana says matter of factly, the words send jolts through paige immediately making her get up and out the bed. “what the fuck are you talking about?” paige panics, immediately grabbing her phone, a lot of notifications but none from you. she reads the time, 11:47am.
“ice accidentally showed you guys on live last night, just thought you should know so you can figure out what you’re going to tell daya.” jana says before closing the door.
paige sighs out, frustrated. plopping herself back onto the bed with her phone in hand, trying to figure out what she’s gonna tell you. she feels azzi move, coming up behind her and wrapping her arms around her waist, “it can’t be that bad, right?” azzis soft voice whispers, kissing paige’s neck. paige opens tiktok, the video being the first thing on her for you page.
“fuck.” she stomps her foot, tossing her phone down beside her, burying her face in her hands. while it was bad she could say it was a bad angle? pray that works. azzi continues kissing paige’s neck, making paige shrug her off; not in the mood. “i think you needa go, azzi.” paige says sternly. “what? why? because your little girlfriend found out?” azzi scoffs. “azzi, go.” paige finalizes, not wanting to argue. “i’ll text you.” paige says, making azzi scoff again; getting up and throwing on her jeans, gathering her things. paige watches as azzi storms out without a word, slamming the door behind her.
throwing herself back against her mattress, arms spread out paige groans;
