Please write a fic about reader teaching bearnelli how to pleasure a woman and maybe some twink on twink action?
Virgin atlantic
Truth or dare is never a good idea when you're with two teenagers on a private jet.
You live and you learn.
Warnings: smut, public sex, plane sex, sex education, bearnelli are virgins, also in denial, the cervix question is from a real conversation I had with my ex, not much twink on twink action but who knows maybe i'll write a part 2 at some point 🤷♀️
You were graciously invited, along with a handful of other people, to share an overnight jet to the next GP.
Every other person was sleeping, but not you and the two menaces either side of you.
The three of you played card games, UNO being both a favourite and a big source of conflict, and eventually got bored so Kimi pulled out one of those thruth or dare apps on his phone.
You groaned and rolled your eyes. "Really? God- I forget how young you are sometimes..."
Kimi just answered with a grin and typed in your names into the app.
You were older than them, but you hung around them so much nobody would be able to tell. They kept you young, and the shenanigans you got up to together were sometimes a little childish, but sue you, you liked to have fun.
So the game started, and the questions were basic.
What was your first pet's name? Hold your breath for two minutes. Where did you have your first kiss? Describe what you had for breakfast...
Real hard-hitting stuff...
You inevitably got bored. And even Ollie, who was very hard to bore, was looking around the plane like he wanted to open the nearest door and jump out.
"Why don't we just make up our own questions instead of the app generated ones?"
Ollie nodded in agreement, and Kimi frowned at his phone.
"Well... there is a "spicy" mode, if you want to try that?"
Ollie blinked and looked at you. "Sure..."
His nervous grin made you laugh.
"Don't tell me you're shy..."
You didn't notice the matching pink hue on Kimi's cheeks, as you took the phone to read out the first question.
"How many people have you slept with?... wow, really going in strong with that one" you snorted. "Uuhhh, seven or eight? I think?"
You passed the phone to Ollie for his turn, and he picked dare, to avoid having to answer any awkward questions.
"Give a kiss to the person on your left"
He looked to his left, and there was his PR officer gently snoring in the other aisle.
"Well obviously I'm not going to do that..."
"Technically if we were in a circle Kimi would be the player to your left... you know"
"Well I'm definitely not doing that!"
He was so red you feared he might combust on the spot. You just laughed at him.
"Okay okay fine, your turn Kimi"
The young Italian stared at the screen for several seconds trying to decide which option had the most potential for extreme mortification.
Kiss your mate or out yourself as a virgin... decisions, decisions.
He ended up going with truth, and immediately regretted that decision.
"When is the last time you masturbated?"
He groaned and you cackled at the question. Even Ollie managed to laugh despite him being in imminent danger of getting a much worse question.
Kimi pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Uhh... before the race yesterday"
Your eyes widened in realisation as you slapped his thigh. "Is that what I walked in on? I thought you were napping!"
Ollie couldn't breathe, Kimi was hiding his face in his hands in embarrassment and in that moment he wished the plane could just crash and end his suffering.
"Jesus... okay remind me to start knocking from now on..."
You took the phone and clicked on dare.
"Swap shirts with the person of your choice"
Ollie scoffed. "Why are you getting the tame ones?"
"No idea. Cough up the shirt, pretty boy"
He rolled his eyes and did his very best to pretend the name didn't make butterflies start clawing at his insides, and you exchanged your shirt with his.
Thankfully they were similar sizes, and you handed the phone to Ollie while Kimi stared at the back of the seat in front of him, trying to get the image of you in a bra off his retinas.
"What's your favourite sex position, oh for fuck's sake!..."
You couldn't help the loud cackle you let out, and Ollie whined.
"It's okay Ollie, you're allowed to say missionary, it's fine..." you wheezed.
He threw the phone in Kimi's lap and crossed his arms like a stroppy child.
"Yeah well, I wouldn't know, would I?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've never done missionary!"
Your jaw dropped and you blinked at him. "You've never... as in... you've never?"
"Yup..." he popped the 'p' and picked at the material of the seat.
You turned to Kimi in bewilderment. "Did you know about this?"
His wide eyes met yours. "I don't want to be a part of this conversation..."
You were taken aback by his response.
"Wait, don't tell me you're a virgin too?"
Your head snapped back and forth between them. "Two virgins? In formula 1? I think that's a historical record."
They didn't respond, and the awkward silence that followed made you regret even bringing it up.
Oddly, it was Kimi that broke it, several agonising minutes later.
"I tried to eat my ex out once... it did not go well."
"Oh no. What happened?"
"She said I was awful at it and told me to go away while she finished herself off..."
You couldn't help but laugh. "Oh my god, that's so mean. I'm sure you were doing your best"
He hummed sadly and you turned to Ollie.
"You ever tried anything?"
He shrugged. "Most of the time I'm too scared to make a fool of myself so I don't really try... I fingered my ex once, I could tell she was faking it. She gave me a blowjob, it was okay but my heart wasn't in it"
"Jesus you guys really didn't get the luck of the draw..."
"Oh and one time in F2 a girl wanted to take me back to her hotel and she gave me a blowjob and before I could do anything her boyfriend arrived and almost punched me..."
You stared at him open-mouthed.
"That's... wow."
"You wouldn't happen to have any tips?"
You frowned at Ollie. "Tips?"
"Yeah, on how to do stuff. So that we can be prepared for our first times..."
"Uhhh... I guess..." your hands were sweating, this was not how you expected this conversation to go.
They looked at you expectantly, as if you were going to give them a theoretical lesson on how to do sex. An absolute nightmare scenario, you were terrible at explaining things.
"Though we could save time and energy and just do your first times. That way you don't need to stress about it"
The two of them looked like you'd just offered them a world championship.
"Really? Wouldn't that be awkward?" Ollie asked reluctantly.
You felt like your body was on fire, despite the aircon on the plane being in perfect working condition.
"I mean... it's just sex, right? It would be easier to show you. We don't even need to go all the way if you're not comfortable."
"Might as well..." Ollie shrugged. "I want to learn as much as possible"
His smile was shy but determined, and it scared you how much you suddenly wanted to teach him everything you knew.
You turned to Kimi. "What about you?"
He looked like a puppy you were wagging a treat in front of.
"I need this. I got half-hard just from seeing your bra earlier"
You glanced down, and you indeed could make out a vague bulge.
"Okay... I guess we need to find some time at some point if you're that desperate..." you laughed.
"Why not now?"
You stared. "Now?"
"Yeah. Everyone is asleep."
"No!" You hissed, even though he was actually right. "I'm not losing my job in the name of your education!"
"How about the toilets, then?"
Your jaw snapped shut.
They were weirdly spacious. And it was a know fact that private jet toilets are liminal spaces where anything goes...
You huffed.
"Fuck it"
You unbuckled your seatbelt, and the excitement was palpable in the air.
The three of you quietly shuffled up the aisle, checking that eveyone was in fact asleep, and piled into the bathroom.
To say it was awkward was a severe understatement.
"So..." you looked at them. Ollie was sitting on the toilet lid and Kimi was leaning on the wall opposite where you were perched on the sink. "Any questions? About... I don't know, anything?"
"Are the g-spot and the clit the same thing?"
They nodded, hanging onto every word.
Your eyebrows jumped up in surprise.
"Straight in, okay... no they are not. The clit is on the outside, well, mainly on the inside actually but for the purposes of this conversation it's on the outside. The g-spot is on the inside and isn't really in the same place for everybody."
"And what's that thing inside... it's like, sort of hard but squishy? I felt it when I fingered my ex but I was too embarrassed to ask what it was..."
You frowned, having to think about it for a second...
"You mean the cervix? Do you not know what the cervix is?"
They shook their heads and you facepalmed.
"Okay so the cervix is the entrance to the uterus... that's where babies grow. You can't accidentally go in the uterus because the hole is tiny, but you can feel it, and it bruises easily so you can't ram into it like a maniac, got it?."
They noded in sync.
"Any other questions?"
"Can we see?"
"Uhh, sure. But first..."
You blinked.
See... good lord.
You pulled Ollie's shirt over your head and watched with great satisfaction as their eyes bugged.
You turned around and looked back at them with an evil smile. "Now who knows how to unclip a bra?"
Ollie stood up and gulped. With shaky fingers he attempted something he thought was right, which didn't work.
"I think you have to-"
Kimi joined him and tried something else, which didn't work either. "Uhhh..."
You snorted with laughter and they pouted.
"I don't mean to laugh, but two formula one drivers being confused by a bra is really funny... you see the little hooks? You have to unhook them from the hoops, one finger on each side and make a pinching motion"
Kimi tried it and his eyes lit up adorably when it worked.
"Good. Point to Kimi."
He grinned, and Ollie pouted a little but immediately stopped when you shucked the bra off and turned back to face them.
The completely awed silence in which they stared at your tits was possibly the oddest moments of your life.
"Take a picture it'll last longer"
They giggled like children, and you took Ollie's hand in yours to put it on your breast, nipple already perked with the cool air of the cabin.
"Lesson two: not everyone likes having their tits played with, but I have very sensitive nipples so you can touch, but be gentle."
His thumb stroked across it gently like instructed, and you shivered.
"Good. Kimi?"
The Mercedes driver put his hand on your other breast, and gave it a tentative squeeze. "I like them..."
You snorted. "Thank you Kimi, much appreciated"
"Can I use my mouth?"
You felt your cheeks burn at the question.
"Yeah. Go ahead"
Slowly, infuriatingly slowly he leaned in, pressed a light kiss just below your nipple before wrapping his lips around it.
His eyes closed automatically and he gave a light suck. Both Ollie and yourself were transfixed.
Then you looked at the taller man and pulled him forward by his (your) shirt.
"Show me how you kiss"
He did. And you were frankly shocked at how good he was at it. He was slow and precise, lips moving just enough to keep it going but without any hint of the clumsy desperation you'd expect.
Kimi whining brought you out of your trance and you giggled at his kicked puppy expression, so you let them swap. Ollie's tongue worked on your nipple as Kimi leaned in to kiss you, breathless from how excited he was.
He was also good. Slightly more desperate than Ollie, but he absolutely knew what he was doing...
"How are you two still virgins with that kind of talent?" You panted.
"We practiced a lot in formula 2..."
The way Kimi said it made something tick inside you.
"What, with each other?"
"Umm... yeah..." Ollie scratched his neck shyly and you gawped.
"Okay, that I have to see"
You leaned back and motioned between them. "Go on"
"That's so awkward" Ollie whined.
"I'm about to let you fuck me, the least you can do is kiss Kimi in front of me"
He huffed, cheeks flaming, and dragged Kimi in by the shirt and your jaw dropped at how fast it happened.
The sight was... quite something.
It was obvious they'd done this alot, they were so comfortable with each other, and knew exactly what the other liked.
"If you were so embarrassed about being virgins why didn't you just fuck each other?"
It was sadly over far too soon, and after they looked at you expectantly.
They frowned, as if the thought hadn't occured to them before.
"We're not gay"
You burst out laughing.
"Okay. Whatever you say."
"Can we move on? I'm so hard it hurts"
You rolled your eyes, dropping it for now.
They helped you get your sweats and underwear off, and got on their knees in front of you.
"Okay. Kimi, show me what you did with your ex."
He was visibly nervous, but he went in, tongue first, and gave it the old college try.
It wasn't awful, but he was a little uncoordinated, so you tugged on his hair to move him around.
"Slow circles, just like that. You feel that, there?"
He nodded, eyes fixed on you.
"That, dear boy, is my clit. Don't go too hard on it, but that's where you should focus your efforts."
One thing that could be said for him, is that he took direction very well. He was laser focused, alternating between broad licks and tight circles.
"Good. That's really good, Kimi." You sighed, noting the way Ollie was palming himself while his hungry gaze took averything in.
Kimi was forced to stop to catch his breath, which you hadn't noticed he was holding.
"You okay?" You asked.
"Perfect." he rasped. "Ollie you have got to taste her."
Ollie nodded and took Kimi's place between your thighs.
Just like his kissing, he was slower, more methodical. His tongue dipped inside you slowly, as deep as he could get it while he took the liberty of curling an arm around your thigh to circle your clit with his thumb.
You appreciated the initiative and you gave him an impressed look when he looked up at you.
"Okay. Nice. Now show me what you do with your fingers"
He nodded and sucked a couple of fingers into his mouth to wet them before pushing inside you slowly.
His fingers were much thicker and longer than yours, and you couldn't help the moan that escaped you.
He reached into the deepest parts of you then stopped and looked at you quizzically.
"Cervix?" he mumbled against you.
You huffed out a laugh. "Yeah. Cervix"
He hummed and continued, thrusting them in and out slowly, gaging your reactions.
"Okay, it's not terrible. Try pressing the pads of your fingers upwards, can you feel where it's a little rougher?"
He searched around for a second and pressed right into that spongey spot inside you, making you gasp and moan.
"There?"
"Yep. There. Fuck-" he did it again and your hips rolled in time with his movements. "That is usually where the g-spot is, and it's like anything, start pretty gentle then you can build up a rhythm that is different for everyone, I like slow and deep-"
Ollie had a shit-eating grin on his face as he got the movement exactly right. And the moan you let out was a tiny bit embarrassing.
"Like that?"
His smirk made your stomach flip.
"Fucker. Yeah, exactly like that."
And then, always the risk-taker, he licked a broad stripe over your clit at the same pace as his fingers, and you had to grab his hair to ground yourself as you felt the coil in your belly suddenly tighten.
"Fuck. Fuck- Ollie. Shit"
You didn't have the heart to tell him to stop so you let him carry on, and your orgasm crested when he gave your clit a gentle suck, and he felt on top of the world when he realised you were coming thanks to him, when your thighs clenched around his head tightly until you were gasping for air and you had to slap his forehead to make him stop.
You looked at Kimi, who had a hand down his pants and a light pout on his face.
"Give me a second, you're fucking me next" you panted, and he perked up.
Ollie was grinning madly and you'd almost felt like slapping him, if you weren't currently filling up with pride that your student was learning so fast.
Kimi was very eager to get inside you, so he was thankful that you were so wet after your orgasm that he could slide in without too much effort.
"That's it. Slow and steady, always check in with your partner in case they're in pain."
Kimi stopped halfway in. "Does it hurt?"
You giggled. "No, you prepped me so it's fine"
He carried on, and your composure started to crack. It was getting harder to hide how affected you were by Kimi. He was thick, and the stretch made your breath hitch when he bottomed out.
"Fuck" he panted. "It's so warm"
You smiled, pulling him flush against you.
"You can move if you want. Start small and build up whatever rhythm feels good"
He nodded, face pressed into your shoulder as he rolled his hips and moaned.
He did as you said, slowly pulling out more and more on every thrust until he was fucking you in earnest, watching his own cock drip with your juices.
He didn't last very long, the whole thing being a little overwhelming and in a hoarse attempt at speaking, he asked you where he was allowed to come.
"Inside me if you want, I'm on birth control."
He groaned and crashed his lips to yours, more panting than kissing as he came hard, inside another person for the first time ever.
It sort of fried his brain if he was honest, and it took him a few moments to ride out the aftershocks before he could move again.
"That was amazing" he wheezed with a wide grin.
You chuckled, and gave his cheek a light pat. "See, nothing to be nervous about"
He nodded, a little shy and he helped you down from the counter on wobbly legs.
You looked at Ollie. "Your turn?"
He had a wet patch on the front of his pants.
"With pleasure. How do you wanna...?"
You turned around again and grinned at him in the mirror. "Like this?"
He gulped and nodded, glancing down to where you were arching your back, and at Kimi's come dripping out of you.
"Definitely better than missionary..."
The three of you laughed at that.
"Yeah, well... people don't usually lose their virginity in plane bathrooms, the two of you are just special like that" you teased.
Ollie pulled his clothes off, and slid his cock through the mess, and you watched his face go slack when he pushed inside a little.
"Tell me if I'm doing anything wrong" he muttered.
You nodded, and then moaned loudly when he pushed in in one slow thrust.
The angle was very different, and so perfect that on the second thrust your arms gave up and your bent over and clutched the edges of the sink.
"God-" you panted against the mirror.
"No, just me" Ollie replied in your ear, and you could hear the smirk in his tone.
You groaned, both at the lameness of him and the way his cock was buried deep inside you. He sped up a little, the drag of him inside you was turning your mind to mush and you needed more.
"Harder" you gasped, and he was happy to oblige. His hips slapped against your skin and your eyes rolled back into your skull as you took one of his hands and lead it towards where you were joined.
"Touch me" you pleaded.
He was a little confused at first, distracted by your heat tightening around him, but he remembered what he did with his hands earlier and touched your clit gently, testing the waters before rubbing slow circles into it.
You guided him at first, showing him the right pressure and pace, and soon he had your legs trembling with the effort of holding you up while your orgasm built up inside you.
"M'gonna come-" you panted "Come with me?"
He nodded and grunted against the skin of your shoulder, teeth digging into his bottom lip to keep from letting out embarrassing noises, instead focusing on you and getting you to your orgasm.
When you finally came, a moan was forced out of him with how tight your cunt was squeezing around him, and he bit your shoulder lightly when his own orgasm hit him.
You were a heap of hot, sweaty limbs by the time you'd both come back to your senses, and Kimi was sitting on the toilet lid, looking thouroughly entertained.
"Enjoy the show?" You teased and he nodded eagerly.
"Very nice" he answered, and handed you some paper towels to clean yourself up.
You and Ollie chuckled, and did your best to get yourselves decent again.
Unfortunately nothing could be done about the way you were all glowing and flushed when you came out of the toilet, with only 20 minutes until landing, and were met with mildly impressed and very much entertained stares from the only other people on the jet who were awake.
"Having fun, are we?"
George and Valtteri were sat next to each other, facing you, and you really wished you had a gun on you at that point.
You Ollie and Kimi all started talking at the same time but George waved you off.
"Oh my god." "Please don't-" "It's not what-"
"It's fine. We're the only ones who heard, just be a bit more discreet next time you fancy a shag, yeah?"
Your face burned as you sat down, and you could barely look at each other until the jet landed.
"So..." Kimi sighed when you were waiting for your ubers outside the airport.
"I don't know about you but I wouldn't mind a few more lessons... to make sure..."
Ollie laughed and you snorted.
"What the hell, sure. But no more planes. From now on we stick to hotels. Don't want any one else catching us"
You watched Valtteri wink at you cheekily from the end of the taxi rank before climbing in a car with his manager...
"Deal"
The two boys either side of you grinned at each other over your shoulder.
Ollie: If I fall…
Kimi: I’ll be there to catch you.
Alex: *looks at George* What if I fall?
George: Then I’ll fall with you, never leaving your side.
Charles: *watches these two interactions*
Charles, to Max: And if I fall?
Max: I’ll be the one who pushed you.
