it looked better on you than it did on her. those were her words. not yours. she went absolutely feral when she saw you wearing her hoodies. quite literally foaming at the mouth. rabid. didn't matter what you were doing. if you were innocently passing by. if you were sitting on the couch watching tv. her mind always wandered to the same scene. her hoodie. your legs spread. her strap. her cock in your pussy. she couldn't contain herself. you always looked scrumptious.
"you're so hot," she groaned fisting the bottom of her hoodie as she fucked into you. you were whimpering. biting your lower lip trying to muffle your moans. her friends were somewhere down a hall, in a guest room, upstairs. you didn't actually fucking know. all you knew was that during movie night she couldn't keep her hands off your thighs. she couldn't help but let her hand wander under the hoodie. she couldn't stop herself from sighing in your ear and whispering how much she wanted you. no. how much she needed you.
as soon as everyone left the room, she held your hand. her lips attacked yours. you moaned in her mouth and wrapped your arms around her shoulder feeling a twinge in your pussy. her relentless teasing had done something to you. of course it had. neither of you had the patience to make it back to your room. she did have enough patience to retrieve the strap she kept in this room for .. personal reasons.
she pried off your sweats and your tiny slutty thong as she watched your writhing body spread across the giant couch. couch that previously held all her friends and was now about the witness the dirtiest acts. not for the first time ever.
she was fucking into you at an ungodly speed. you couldn't hold your moans anymore. they were pornographic and erotic. you attempted to hide your face in her hoodie too shy but too fucking horny to tell her something. billie pushed up the hoodie revealing your bare breasts. they bounced with each trust as your face filled with pure bliss when she hit all the right places. every single time. every single thrust. every single moan and groan and sound was pushing you so close to the edge.
she always fucked you so good but there was something about wearing her hoodie while she did it that drove the two of you absolutely wild.
opening night. it all started opening night. you almost choked on your saliva when you saw her get down on the heart shaped stage. she stared right at you as she finished the song with the cheekiest smile and that cute little sparkle in her eyes. so innocent yet so devilish. so much hiding behind that smile.
like the fact that you had her pretty little ass in that same position right before the show. how the bus almost shook with the way she bounced on your strap. pretty moans heating up the space like a sauna.
"have you ever tried this one?" she sung sweetly as her brain sifted through the multiple positions you'd tried out before the show. she almost missed her cue as she sauntered towards the stage, fumbling and smiling as she got down on all fours.
she thrusted her body forward arching her back knowing it'd drive you insane especially when everyone saw it on the big screens and cheered. unaware that just a few hours ago you had her in that compromising position. screaming your name.
the events of that day started off innocent. it was almost time for her to get ready but she didn't want to leave the bus. her body clung to yours in the bed she'd very specifically requested when you decided to travel with her for tour. her arm hung around your torso as you cupped her face. her bare leg draped over yours as the fluffy robe clung to her body.
"you gotta go soon," you reminded her and she shook her head almost whining. she didn't want to go. she wanted to stay here with you. she's not sure why she was feeling so clingy today, but she just needed to hold you a little longer.
"i wanna stay with you," she whined brushing her nose against yours until you were gripping the back of her head. your fingers buried themselves in the nape of her neck eliciting a moan. the clinginess slowly turning into neediness. into hungriness. into wanting you to fuck it all out her(ess).
when she straddled your body, you hummed running your hands up her naked thighs. she'd came out of the shower and straight into bed. the same routine that never ever got old. except today she stuck around longer than usual. normally, it was a one and done. quickie before the show. today was different. she was practically begging to be late.
you didn't give her much time to stay in control before engulfing her body and twirling her until she was under you. she squealed and gasped when your hands toyed with the knot of her robe. tugging at it until you were unraveling your present. she raised her chest, hard nipples to the sky as you looked at her hungrily.
she squirmed in bed as you reached for the cabinet pulling out the pretty pink strap she'd picked out for the road. it was her favorite.. and it quickly became your favorite too after using it day after day. watching it glide in her pussy as her legs opened wider and her moans grew louder.
wanting to give her options, you flipped her and pulled up her lower half so her ass was in the air. she propped herself on the palm of her hands until you were ramming into her and she lost her balance. she pushed her arms forward. fingers spreading and dragging across the mattress until she was fisting the sheets as you pounded into her. her moans dripping in beat to your thrusts. her eyes were slowly rolling to the back of her head as your hand came down on her ass. slapping harshly then tenderly soothing the area before digging your fingers into her skin pushing her forward. cock deep. screams loud. air hot.
it was a huge boost to your ego seeing the memories flash behind her lids as she sung. scrambling as her cue approached. an even bigger boost knowing you were the reason she was well versed in these positions.
it became a tradition. you fucked her before the show. she chose one of the positions to do. it was always a surprise. you fucked her so many ways her pretty little brain had to think hard before going into formation. legs still wobbling. smile devious as she felt the heat rush through her body knowing damn well you weren't done with her yet.
sometimes - just sometimes - she'd hint at the position she wanted you to fuck her in when you got back to the bus.
they couldn't have been more different even if they tried. one with baggy clothes and beanies. the other with too tight dresses and bows in her hair. both so insanely hot, it was difficult to comprehend how.
how was it possible that you were attracted to both? you were down bad. any touch. any word they uttered had you in a puddle. you could hardly contain yourself when you were around them. they stirred feelings in you that you couldn't begin to understand or process or articulate. your brain was pure mush whenever either of them interacted with you.
always separately. never in the same room. it was like they were mirages almost. you constantly wondered if they existed in the same world.
so on that fateful night when you saw the blonde laughing and rolling her eyes leaning into the brunette, every fiber of your body reacted instantly. it felt like a chemical reaction that burned in all the right places.
billie motioned with her hand calling you over. the party was loud but the crowd was manageable as you made your way over. you were shaking. every thought in your brain clouded your senses. how was it possible for your two crushes to be together?
"hi," sabrina beamed wrapping her arms around your body when you finally stood in front of them unsure of who to greet first.
"hey pretty girl," billie smiled flirtatiously wrapping an arm around your waist hugging you only slightly. you could feel her face near your cheek. you were already so flushed it physically hurt to be in such close proximity to her skin.
"you two know each other?" you asked glancing between the two bodies in awe as if this was the most unpredictable duo. the cheesiest trope of 'opposites attract' was playing in your head because that's what they were. that's what it looked like when you looked at billie with her bare face and sabrina with her shimmery highlight.
"we talk about you all the time," sabrina teased. her laugh contagious as billie joined in a soft chuckle. her lips parted when you made eye contact with her and it's like everything stopped moving.
"oh my god i love this song," sabrina squealed cutting the conversation short as she took your hand leading you to the dance floor. it wasn't much of a dance floor but the bodies swaying to the music served as a comforting shield when your bodies started moving. you hadn't realized billie was following close behind until her body brushed yours and the electrifying feeling coursed through your body again causing your breath the grow ragged.
sabrina took your hands lifting them as she moved her hips so seductively that you were about to combust in the middle of the dance floor. she looked at you with a smirk as she turned and pressed her back on your body. her hands grabbed yours wrapping them around her waist as she moved to the music blaring. you were absolutely frozen. your heart was beating at an abnormal rate.
then you felt a pair of hands on your own waist. billie. she was moving behind you now. body close to yours. her face near your neck. her breathing soft and warm against your skin. you shut your eyes overwhelmed. oh my god. you were totally going to melt into the floor if it weren't for the fact that her hands were now trailing yours until she held you in an embrace; engulfing both you and sabrina.
what the actual fuck was happening right now? you couldn't breathe. you'd forgotten how to. you were lightheaded and the thoughts running through your head were so corrupt. so filthy that when sabrina laid her head back against your shoulder you absentmindedly nuzzled your face into her neck and you could've planted your lips on her bare shoulder if it weren't for the voice snapping you out of your trance.
"let's get out of here," billie called out.
those were the last words exchanged before your bodies were stumbling into sabrina's house. you're not sure how you'd come to the decision. in all honesty, you hadn't thought of anything else apart from the two girls riding at the front of the car while you sat in the back holding your breath.
when you were in her house, your hands intertwined as sabrina led you down the hall. it felt like the longest walk of your life as billie followed behind. her hand on the small of your back. it was the smallest little things that were creating the biggest ripple in the pit of your stomach. your heart was caught in your throat. what the fuck was happening and why did you like it so much?
"how about you get comfortable?" sabrina asked closing the door behind her. your eyes wandered to billie who was removing her jacket letting it fall on the edge of the bed. swallowing you glanced at sabrina who was removing her earrings.
were you about to get fucked by billie and sabrina? .. and why were they being so normal about it? like they'd done this before. like they'd come to a silent agreement when they first laid eyes on you.
'we talk about you all the time.'
the words came flooding back as sabrina turned her back to you.
"can you-" she motioned to her neck.
"-take it off, please?" she asked tilting her head to the side. you gulped. hands shaky as they reached for the halter top. you undid the buttons. fumbling with the neckline. her skin so shimmery and smooth as the silky material fell down her body.
a small gasp escaped your parted lips when you noticed the small black thong clinging to her perfectly round ass. oh god. she was standing in front of you in only her thong.
"take this off," billie whispered behind you. her voice so low and seductive urging you to undress. you leaned into her letting her voice consume you. letting her fingers hook under the straps of your dress sliding them down so slowly you were forgetting how to breathe. the feeling of her fingers on your skin made your insides flutter. you closed your eyes getting lost in the moment.
unaware of sabrina coming down to her knees. the touch of her hands on your ankle undoing the strap of your heels urged your eyes to open. your lips parted. her delicate hands removing your shoes. you dropped a few inches. feet relaxing, you almost moaned.
"let us take care of you," billie whispered wrapping her arm around your torso. flames on your skin from her touch. sabrina's hands were now traveling up your calves. eyes so big and doe like when you looked down at her.
"please," you huffed surrendering every ounce of doubt, not that there was much to begin with. you wanted them. so bad. you wanted billie. you wanted sabrina. you never thought you'd be able to have both. at the same time.
"good girl," sabrina cooed and there was something so satisfying about hearing those words come out of her pretty lips and seeing her at your feet with an expression that was yelling 'fuck me' while simultaneously holding a power over you that was so strong. a power that lured you straight to that bed. flat on your back. waiting for the hottest women alive to totally destroy you.
"wanna do the honors?" billie motioned towards your body turning to sabrina who was pursing her lips and holding her hands on her hips. she smirked when she heard billie's question and approached you. as she moved towards you, she peeled off the pasties she was wearing and you moaned when you saw her rosy nipples. you moved your hips as you propped your body up with your elbows.
she walked so slowly. hands running up your thighs as she slid onto the bed. she planted her knees on either side of your body hovering over you, touching your thighs but not quite lowering herself. you were so desperate you bucked your hips. she gasped almost toppling over and you grabbed her hips steading her.
a very naked billie was approaching your bodies. you hadn't noticed when she'd removed her clothes, but oh god she looked heavenly. you were in the presence of two angels and you were about to walk through the gates of heaven.
billie came up behind sabrina. her fingers delicately removed the black bow that held her hair in place. her blonde tendrils cascaded down her shoulders as she looked down at you. hair framing her pretty face as she finally caved and swayed her hips on yours. you were hyperventilating. hands gripping her hips.
the sweetest little sounds fell from her parted lips as she watched you closely. hands on either side of your head. hips moving gloriously watching the way you struggled to breathe. she brought her hand down to your bra tugging at the fabric trying to free your breasts.
the mattress sunk besides you as billie made her presence known. her hand cupped your cheek turning you to face her. she clung to your skin. eyes piercing into your soul as the blonde moved on top of you. her fingers laced through billie's hair pushing her closer to your face until your lips were brushing. she held her in place until your mouths were open engulfing each other in a heated kiss. tongues swirling. chest rising as sabrina cupped your breasts only increasing the pace of her movements and the heat between your legs.
when she loosened her grip on billie's hair. the brunette ran her hands down your neck until they were on your breasts. with a single pinch of your nipple, you were crying out lifting your chest. sabrina slithered off your body laying next to you. her hand running down the side of your thigh until you were opening your legs inviting her to touch you.
"sit on her face," billie snarled looking at the blonde who was lying down besides you like a siren. you pouted just as her hand was reaching your clothed pussy. without hesitation, sabrina lifted her hips sliding off her underwear.
you were breathing heavy with anticipation. everything was moving so fast yet impossibly slow as she planted herself over your face. you caught a quick glance of billie who was sliding between your legs. her index fingers hooking in your underwear pulling them down at a painfully slow rate.
when sabrina lowered herself on your face, billie's tongue ran between your folds. the feeling was blinding and you moaned against her cunt sending her into a fit of whimpers when your tongue haphazardly lapped her pussy.
you felt billie between your thighs. her arms cupping your legs. tongue finding your clit sending you into a fit of moans so quickly you could hardly wrap your head around the different sensations. the blonde sitting on your face. the brunette between your legs. you held sabrina's thighs as you devoured her pussy. she swayed her hips holding her arms up to hold her hair exposing her back to billie who was busy eating you like the last super.
her nose was pressed against your pussy. her tongue dipping into your cunt eliciting a string of incoherent moans. then her fingers replaced her tongue and you were whimpering under her touch. pussy so tight you were clenching around her fingers already. so fucking close to the point of no return. her lips wrapped around your clit sucking so gently as her fingers fucked you so roughly.
your nails dug into sabrina's thighs as she clung to your head swaying her hips searching for her own high.
billie was quick. before you could unravel, she was holding your legs open lowering her body on to yours so your pussies were making contact. you were already so sensitive you clung to sabrina's ass trying to muffle your desperate cries against her sweet pussy. that is until billie started moving. swaying her hips. grinding on your pussy. you gasped for air suffocating between sabrina's thighs.
billie wrapped an arm around the blonde, holding her up as she convulsed, hovering over your face. you were choking for air. reaching down to grab a hold of billie's other hand. something. anything to get your through this rattling feeling. you were rapidly being filled to the brim and you could no longer contain it.
you were going to explode. you were going to cum with a beautiful blonde still hovering over your face and a brunette doming you like you'd never been before.
you didn't want to it end. they were opposites, sure. so unlike anything you'd seen before. they didn't make sense together, but you when you were in the mix it all fell into place.
she insisted she was fine but you knew it was a lie. she'd taken a hard tumble down the stairs. you gasped loudly rushing to her. what was suppose to be a cute little 'rush down the stairs and jump into your arms' moment quickly turned into the scariest moment of your life. she brushed everyone away who was trying to help her up. she laughed and waved her arms around. she was fine. she insisted.
but she was limping and rubbing her thigh and you could see the pained expression on her face. you clung to her side. rubbing her back. asking if she was okay every few minutes and all she did was nod and smile and kiss your cheek trying to calm your nerves. you couldn't stop thinking about it though. it consumed your thoughts for the rest of the night until you were back on the tour bus.
she'd gotten out of the shower and you noticed the spot on her thigh. it was already obvious it was going to bruise and it was going to bruise badly. you called her over as you sat on the couch. she held the towel to her hair as she walked over. her oversized shirt almost covering the area.
she looked down at you as you examined her thigh. there wasn't much you could do. you held the back of her thigh and planted a soft kiss near the area. she winced, but it was obvious she liked it. she held the back of your head as your kisses trailed up her thigh. under her shirt. right along the waistband of her underwear. when you pulled away slowly, her hand cupped your cheek as you looked up at her.
'it's gonna bruise' you told her covering it tenderly with your hand still looking up at her. she nodded with a frown. she was used to the bruises and the pain, but there was something about your warm caring expression that made her feel so small and loved and taken care of. 'come here' you cooed as she crawled into your lap. her face buried in your neck. the feelings that were caught in her throat all night finally spilled on your shoulder as you held her and soothed her back. it'd be okay. she'd be okay. she just needed this right now. she needed you.
"save a horse. ride a cowgirl, right?" you whispered in her ear, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. the cup in your hand was empty, but your craving for her was filled to the brim. you needed her. you needed her bad.
when she sauntered into the party with that costume, you hadn't expected to have such a visceral reaction. your eyes locked on the cute strawberry blonde cowgirl. tracking her like a predator did its prey. you just knew you had to have her.
with a few drinks in your system, you found your bodies orbiting around each other until you were innocently conversing. teasingly complimenting her costume. boldly wrapping an arm around her shoulder whispering such daring things that had her blushing.
she'd let the words sink in as she bit her lip curling her arm around your waist. her fingers bunched the fabric of your costume causing the dress to ride up. you felt a breeze brush along the back of your thighs and shivered leaning closer to her.
she'd taken off her cowgirl hat, placing it on your head to which you'd scrunched your nose and giggled. the act so minuscule yet so meaningful. she was flirting back.
it'd felt like an eternity. sexual tension building over an insane amount of torturous hours. it all amounted to your bodies stumbling into her room. her cowgirl hat still on your head. her hands gripping your hips. your arms wrapped around her neck. kissing hungrily and desperately. when her thigh brushed between your legs, you moaned clinging to the collar of her shirt.
"is that your gun or are you just happy to see me?" you teased in a hushed voice, but breathing heavily from the heated make out session you'd just endured. billie smiled and cupped your face bringing you in for another kiss as your hand traveled down to her holster. your fingers wrapped around the pistol's handle pulling it out as you backed away from the kiss with a devious smile.
you ran the muzzle along her cheek. the cold metal sent shivers down her spine. she absentmindedly opened her mouth. the pistol so phallic as her plump lips parted. you were amazed. so enamored you wanted to devour her. you wanted to ride 'til you couldn't feel your legs. 'til the only name you remembered was hers.
right now you were enjoying stripping away every little piece of the costume she'd so meticulously picked out.
you let go of the fake pistol and it fell on the floor with a loud thud as you reached for the collar of her shirt pulling her in for another kiss. it was sloppy, desperate, and hot as your tongues tussled. her fingers gripped your ass pulling you closer until your chests were rising and falling in sync.
you worked the buttons of her blouse. whimpering when you struggled to undo them. sensing your frustration, she replaced your fingers with hers pulling harshly on the fabric until you heard the thread rip; buttons popping off the shirt. you gasped with amazement and your mouth hung open as you made eye contact. a devilish look plastered on her face.
though she'd been of assistance, she was still letting you take control. you eagerly hooked your thumbs in her holster. it hung low on her hips. you had to have been a complete fool to not think that was the hottest thing ever. her slim waist and big tits in a pretty lacy bra. her leg between your thighs. your hips swaying as you pulled her closer by her belt loops. it was all so fucking hot.
your fingers fumbled with the buckle of her holster and she came to your rescue once again. fingers working it quickly letting it fall on the floor near the fake pistol. your fingers busied themselves with her belt. so many fucking layers for such an impatient person like yourself. you'd wanted to take your time, but as you were nearing her naked frame you were eager for more.
when the belt came undone, your fingers shakily unbuttoned her pants. lips connecting with hers just for the sake of touching. she cupped your face as your lips hung open and her tongue roamed every corner of your mouth. you tugged on her pants, coming down with them until you were on your knees.
you looked up at her doe-eyed, fingers hooking in her thong pulling them down her legs. your mouth hung open. practically drooling. she peeled off her shirt letting it fall with the rest of her costume before reaching around her back to unhook her bra. when her breasts broke free a small gasp escaped your lips and you tugged at her thong almost tripping her.
she ordered you to get up as she completely broke free of her costume before disappearing for a few seconds. when she returned, the strap hung from her body and her natural hair cascaded down her shoulders. you fisted the fabric of your dress feeling very much overdressed and underfucked.
"strip," billie instructed motioning to your clothes. you tugged at the zipper on the side of your body letting the dress fall and pool at your feet. the only thing that clung to your body was your underwear, but those too were instructed to be removed by billie who was now sitting at the edge of the bed. you reached for the cowgirl hat you were still wearing, but she held her hand up.
"keep it on," she commanded in a raspy voice.
"and show me how you ride," she teased motioning towards her lap as your eyelids fluttered, completely stunned. she was in total control, yet made you feel like you were the one calling the shots. you approached her slowly. knees sinking into the mattress at either side of her body.
she held the fake dick as you slid onto it. face contorting with pleasure as she stretched you so deliciously. your lips parted as you looked into her eyes. pussy swallowing her whole as you planted your ass on her lap. cock erect against your cervix. you sat for a few seconds adjusting.
when you started swaying your body, billie snarled and leaned back placing a hand behind her head to admire the view. she watched the way you moved so seductively. selfishly swaying for your pleasure. she placed one hand on your hip. it lived there and burned from the touch of your scorching skin as you moved back and forth in an enchanting dance.
you leaned forward placing your hands under her breasts as you lifted your ass each time you swayed. the new movement hit a place so yummy you were biting your lip so hard you were on the verge of drawing blood. you were practically bouncing on her cock and she grunted each time your ass landed on her lap until you were a whimpering mess. you hung your head low as your nails dug into her skin.
her hands cupped your ass. they moved with the beat of your bounces until you were sitting up again. lips parted beautifully as the softest yet sexiest sounds escaped your body. you rutted your hips against hers, her cock rubbing so gloriously on your cervix.
you were so fucking close you could hardly keep your eyes open. when you tossed your head back in pleasure the cowgirl hat nearly slid off. you placed a hand on top of your head holding the hat in place before looking down at her.
her eyes were wild. she was biting her lip. she looked flushed. cheeks pink as her hair tangled under the weight of your heaving bodies. you clung to the cowgirl hat swaying faster. bouncing harder. moaning louder. maintaining eye contact with billie who had since captured a picture of the scene in her mind to store for later.
she was watching you. her eyes piercing into your soul as your hand traveled between your thighs. she traced every tiny movement. every curve and dip of your naked body on the bed. you tossed your head back when the vibrator touched your clit. so sensitive already.
you knew she loved to watch and that meant your arched your back a little more. you opened your legs a little wider. you moaned a little louder and she squirmed. she gasped and sighed and groaned clawing at her thigh watching you from her chair.
"how does that feel, mami?" she asked in a low voice.
"so-" you moaned and tossed your head back again. your free hand reached out across the mattress fisting the sheets as your moans grew more desperate. longing for her touch.
"so what?" she cleared her throat letting her hand wander between her legs where it rested while she watched you squirm and struggle to form words. words that were too wild to articulate. words that stemmed from thoughts that were too sinful to confess.
"i-i feel-" you stammered looking at her from between your legs. you were curling your toes. an intense shocking feeling coursed through your body. it was blinding as you pressed the vibrator to your clit.
"the- fuck. the interview," you hummed out of breath. the chair screeched as miko pushed her body off it and walked to you. she leaned over your body as your eyes shot open. they were glossy unable to handle the heat consuming your body as you grew tighter and tighter with each vibration.
"the interview?" miko asked furrowing her brows. her lips parted and it drove you crazy that she had that dumb expression on her face when she knew damn well what you were talking about. she'd teased you about it. she'd made it clear she was aware of your little crush. you insisted it wasn't a crush, she was just hot. something you both agreed on instantly upon seeing her in person.
"please," you moaned arching your back as miko ran her hand up your torso until her fingers were tapping along cheek. thumb tugging at the corner of your lip.
"you want me to call her?" she teased, fingers wrapping around your neck now. you raised your chest and her arm rested between the valley of your breasts as her fingers contracted and your whimpers grew louder.
"you wouldn't," you croaked as your grip on the vibrator loosened. your mind was racing with thoughts. all sorts of dirty thoughts. involving miko. involving billie. involving both of them together. the thought of billie's voice ringing through your girlfriend's phone was driving you wild so you couldn't phantom it becoming a reality. one that was sitting at your girlfriend's fingertips.
"bet," miko said pulling her phone out from her pocket. your eyes widened and your mouth opened wider as her fingers released your neck for less than a second before tightening again.
the ringing was so painfully slow. the waiting was painfully slow. the feeling between your legs was painfully sweet as miko rested her thigh on the vibrator pushing on your clit still hovering over you.
"hey baby miko," billie teased. her voice boomed through the phone's speaker and your body reacted unexpectedly. you twinged and caught your breath attempting to remove the vibrator from your clit but miko looked at you menacingly.
"hey billie, you busy right now?" miko asked glancing down at you. she raised her brow and smiled mischievously before looking away pretending like you weren't falling apart under her grip.
"nah, i'm in my hotel" billie replied and you could hear her shuffling. you imagined her sitting up in bed listening to miko's voice. completely unaware of the state you were in. completely unaware that it felt like you were overhearing a conversation that did not involve you and that turned you on even more.
you were biting your lip attempting to muffle the sounds threatening to spill from your lips as she held a conversation with billie that you were completely unaware of. you were aching. shutting your eyes and squirming under her touch. too oblivious to the arrangement happening right in front of you.
you placed your hand over your mouth when a shrill squeal left your body and miko shook her head licking her lip before removing it harshly and pinning it above your head.
"come on. don't be shy now. let her hear you," miko teased coming down to brush her lips along the corner of your mouth. the phone was pressed to her ear touching your warm skin. you couldn't contain yourself. you couldn't bottle it up anymore. there was nowhere for it to go. the desperation was real. it'd been, what felt like, hours of this.
it was guttural. it came deep from within your body. it was pornographic and stirred a visceral reaction in billie that became very evident when she uttered a prolonged 'wow' and there was more rustling.
"wow. goddamn," she muttered and just the thought of her relishing in your pleasure and your moans was enough to send you into a fit of whimpers and groans as miko held the hand that gripped the vibrator close to your clit. you were on fire. ashes. burning into ashes as miko let go of your hand and slid two fingers into your entrance.
"fuck. oh- yes," you breathed and moaned heavily as miko increased the pace of her fingers.
"she sounds so good," billie spoke referring to you. it was as if you weren't in the room. as if it weren't your moans filling her ear causing an unholy reaction.
"she looks really good too," miko replied cockily as she smiled at you. you could hardly see her proud expression through your blurry vision. you were floating somewhere between reality and subspace. you weren't sure if you were going to come out of this alive. it was taking every ounce of strength to hold it together until you were given permission to crumble.
"you're really gonna make me touch myself right now?" billie teased finally addressing you. that only drove you more wild. especially considering the context of the question. it only caused the heat to rush to your face. to bite your lip and muffle your loud moans that still seeped through the phone's mic and into billie's fortunate ears.
"please, please, please billie-" you managed to speak in the whiniest voice billie had ever heard. she snarled and unable to resist temptation, slid her hand under her layers of clothing until her finger was brushing her wetness. she teased her needy clit. sensitive to the slightest touch. throbbing when she heard your moans and soft cries.
miko was amazed by the way your body squirmed under her touch. there was something accelerating about her fingers being the ones inside of you. strangely turned on by billie willingly touching herself to the sounds of her girlfriend. her very fucking sexy girlfriend who was crumbling under her three digits now. you really were putty in her hands.
"i-" you whined moving your hips to match miko's rhythm. the vibrator still attached to your clit. the combined feeling intolerable. miko raised her brows teasingly and expectantly watching you struggle to find your words as you heard billie moan on the other side of the line.
"i need to cum," you whimpered tossing your head back trying to close your legs. vibrator now sloppy pressed on your pussy. you were so wet it slid and it took you a few seconds to find your clit again. your sensitive little bud throbbing.
"ask her," miko spoke the two words so assertively that it only made you imagine dirtier thoughts. dirtier positions. dirtier words to use. just plain filth.
"please, billie. please." you were struggling to breathe. you couldn't wait for her permission. miko was doing that thing with her fingers that drove you absolutely crazy and this was all totally not what you were expecting from what you thought would just be an ordinary night.
"wait for me," billie commanded and you whined. crying out and begging repeated as billie's grunts filled the room only amplifying the different sensations piercing through your body. miko was so concentrated on your pretty face and the way you wrapped around her fingers so sweetly.
it felt like an eternity. you'd left your body but were somehow still experiencing every little sting and twinge and throb and-
"cum. now." billie exclaimed out of breath and you noticed the shift in the sound of her moans. they were desperate and jagged. they match your own sporadic ones as your body convulsed with stinging pleasure. mikos fingers were still in your pussy. the vibrator discarded between your legs. phone at the side of your head.
you could hear billie's groans as she cursed under her breath.
miko grabbed the phone. fingers still in your pussy. she knew you were too sensitive for any type of movement right now.
"fuck." billie cleared her throat and miko nodded her head in agreement. 'fuck' indeed.
"how does she look?" billie asked completely skipping over the fact that she just heard you moan and that you begged her to let you cum on your own girlfriend's fingers. fingers that were still very much residing in your pussy.
"fucked out," miko replied with a chuckle followed by a snarl when she slid her fingers out and noticed your arousal coating her digits. when she separated her fingers, weblike strings connected them. evidence of hours of enduring euphoric torture.
"take a picture," billie teased and half laughed as if that was the most absurd thing to slip out of her mouth that night. she wasn't expecting her phone screen to switch to a facetime call request. she inhaled and thanked the gods above before clicking the answer button.
miko gave billie a head nod and there was zero shame in the looks exchanged. then she flipped the camera and ran her phone along your body as you breathed heavily. chest rising as you struggled to settle your breathing. your legs shaking. arms limply resting on either side of your body. eyes spent. mouth open swallowing all the air you could breathe even if you choked a little. after all, you'd already been left gagged that night.
she was still on the call. that could only mean so many things. you were quivering in anticipation.
"tell her what you told me," billie huffed biting her index finger trying to contain the festering feeling in the pit of her stomach. it was nasty. feral and animalistic as she watched the pretty blonde fuck you into the mattress.
"tell me what?" sabrina asked doe eyed as if she wasn't fucking the shit out of you. as if your tits weren't bouncing and pressing into the mattress from each thrust and her perfectly manicured nails weren't digging into your hips as you whimpered.
"tell her," billie's voice was menacing as she started shaking her leg watching the way you struggled to speak. to form words.
"i-" you croaked before moaning unable to articulate your thoughts.
"i- i said your strap-" you moaned again and buried your face in the sheets trying to control yourself. you felt so tight it was almost unbearable.
"i bet your strap was pink," you groaned as sabrina chuckled and thrusted so roughly you almost lost your balance.
"you were right," she whispered coming down to your ear. her strap buried deep in your pussy. her lip glossed lips running along your jaw. hair tickling your bare back. your legs wobbled from being on all fours and enduring the wrath of your girlfriend's step sister's pretty pink strap.
"don't make me say it," you squealed sitting on your girlfriend's lap burying your face into the nook of her neck trying to hide your embarrassment. she held your body securely. holding your legs so you wouldn't fall off her lap as you sat on the loveseat in her apartment.
"come on," billie teased patting your thigh. you felt yourself growing warm. you're not exactly sure how this all came up but the whole thing was making you feel flushed and out of breath. you couldn't form words even though your head was racing with thoughts.
"i mean-" your voice trailed off as your eyes darted in the direction of the hallway.
"she's not exactly quiet," you whispered leaning into billie who was smiling, gaining an odd satisfaction from listening you speculate about her step sister. they weren't exactly close, but they lived together and you were totally right. she wasn't exactly quiet, but neither were the two of you.
you'd been curious about all the noise she made when she stumbled home late at night. it was hard not to overhear when her door was right across from billie's. you'd almost memorized the sounds by heart and you were strangely curious about this illusive step sister of hers.
from what you'd gathered they were polar opposites. they hardly coexisted. only tip toeing around each other. the only time you saw them interact was through text and even then, it was all cut and dry.
"is she gay?" you whispered afraid that she'd come out of her room any second while you were speculating about her sex life. billie laughed. full on laughed. eyes closed. brows furrowed. leaning forward making you squeal as you clung to her shoulders.
"is she?" you asked again with curiosity. you really didn't know anything about this girl. you just knew what she looked like and that girl did not ooze gay unlike your girlfriend. she wasn't even your type so you don't know why she had you feeling this giddy or why you were so invested in knowing these intimate parts of her life.
"she is," billie nodded biting her lip marveling at your expression. your eyes widened and you covered your mouth trying not to giggle too loudly. you felt like a gossiping school girl.
"i bet her strap is pink," you gasped looking at billie who was so amused by this whole thing. she was amused but there was also a feeling brewing inside her. one that had her thoughts racing, unbeknownst to you, as she tightened her grip on your thigh.
that pretty much explained how you ended up in this compromising position. her step sister fucking the shit out of you. showing you exactly how she made all those noises you'd wondered about. your girlfriend sitting on her desk chair watching the whole thing.
she watched you carefully. noticing the way your brows raised in pure pleasure. how your lips parted and stuck to the sheets as your mouth grew dry from the countless minutes of moaning and whimpering under her step sister's touch. the way your back arched as she ran her hand up your spine.
fuck. you really were a sight.
she was growing impatient. her hand tapping on her thigh while her leg shook. biting her lip until it was throbbing.
"i'm so-" you hummed shutting your eyes.
"so-" you moaned again. noises from deep inside your body rumbling out as the blonde fucked you senseless. all your assumptions were being proven wrong. she wasn't gentle. she wasn't fragile. she was assertive. she came close to making you scream screams that only your girlfriend ever managed to do.
"i'm gonna-" you cried out all these half finished sentences thinking of your girlfriend sitting jealous on the chair. you made eye contact through your blurry tear streaked vision. your arm ran along the cool bedsheets reaching out for her. billie snarled pushing her body off the chair as it wheeled back hitting the desk.
you winced at the sound. watching her approach you. her strap hung so pretty on her body. red like burning embers. ready to finish the job. to destroy you and tear you apart piece by piece. to show blondie how you really liked it.
"come here," she growled taking your arm lifting your body up. you cried out in blinding pleasure when she lifted you causing the strap to hit your cervix with a wave of ecstasy. you half sat on sabrina's lap, cock still buried in your pussy as billie cupped your jaw. her thumb dug into your skin as she kissed you roughly.
it was a hungry sloppy kiss as you clung to her arms. bringing your bodies closer as her step sister simply watched you devour each other. she was so intrigued. you were complete putty under billie's touch. her fingers dug into your cheeks as your starved mouths opened and your tongues pressed together.
her hands ran down your back lifting you off sabrina's strap. you hummed into her mouth and wrapped your arms tightly around her warm skin wanting to feel every inch of her body pressed against yours. she was gentle yet firm as she laid you on the bed. your chest rising with anticipation.
sabrina leaned back on the mattress. the palms of her hands supporting her weight as she tilted her head.
"let me show you how she likes to be fucked," billie snarled never taking her eyes off yours. it drove you absolutely mad that she was talking about you, not at you, while staring into your eyes with the hungriest expression.
your body laid across the bed. billie wedged between your thighs holding the fake cock in her hand aligning herself with your entrance. sabrina traced the silhouette of your body as you arched your back sinking onto her cock as she bottomed out.
billie sat on her knees holding up the lower half of your body as she started thrusting. you raised your arms above your head trying to fist the sheets. at the rate at which she was pulling you down on her cock, it was impossible to concentrate on anything other than her dick slamming into your pussy. she moved fast and purposefully. her fingers dug into your hips each time skin slapped.
"billie," you moaned raising your chest again reaching out for her body. billie growled letting go of your hip to lace her fingers with yours as she continued thrusting at an ungodly speed. you were melting so quickly under her touch and you knew this was no where near the level of feral she could get.
she wanted to proof that nobody could make you feel the way she did. nobody could kiss you the way she could or touch you the way she touched you. it was her touch that set you on fire. all those other girls had been beautiful, but no one did it like she did.
no one had ever quite had you in a chokehold like she did. her hand was literally wrapped around your throat applying only the smallest amount of pressure. that alone sent a ripple of pleasurable vibrations down your body as she fucked you. her eyes never left yours. she wanted you to see who was making you feel this good. who always made you feel this good.
you choked out her name. your vision blurring by the intoxicating feeling. you were impossibly tight. you wrapped so tight around her cock that if it were real, billie would've already surrendered to your grip.
watching your fucked out state, she leaned down pressing her body on yours. she securely wrapped her arms around you. palm pressed on the top of your head. fingers spread and clinging to you as she slammed harder. so hard you could hardly feel your legs anymore. your toes were curled so tight that when you flexed the sensation of pins and needles coursed through your body. stinging in all the right places.
she was hitting the deepest unimaginable angles until the only word coming out of your mouth was her name.
she was fucking you so good you'd forgotten all about the blonde sitting on the bed leaning closer to your scorching bodies. billie turned to look at her with wild, menacing eyes.
you knew who you belonged to. she'd just needed the blonde to help her satisfy the jealousy craving that’d been festering in the pit of her stomach. you’d been curious about her pink strap. now that you’d found out..
'let's just try it' your heart was racing as her sweet voice seeped through the phone speaker. you clenched your thighs listening to her pleas. voice so gentle and soft. you knew that if you weren't comfortable she'd stop asking, but there was radio silence from your end of the line and she knew that meant you were contemplating. 'okay' the whisper was heavy as you sighed with equal frustration. you'd gone without her for so long. you'd been deprived of her touch for so long. you'd been yearning for her for so fucking long it only made sense.
'touch yourself baby' she whispered into the phone and it sounded like she was right next to you. her voice shot through your veins like a boost of adrenaline; you did exactly what you were told. your hand disappeared under your sweats and between your legs. middle finger gathering your wetness when you heard billie's soft whimpering on the other side. she was breathing heavily already. the noises she was making were so unlike her. there was a clear desperation in her voice as she begged you to talk to her. to hear what you felt. to tell her how you pictured her at this very moment.
your finger was rotating your clit as you imagined her rubbing her pussy. three fingers circling the area around her clit because she was far less patient than you were. you could also hear the bed sheets rustling and that meant she was either raising her chest or her legs were shaking already.
when you mustered up the courage, you asked her to tell you what she was picturing. you wanted to indulge in her fantasy. you wanted to imagine the dirty thoughts racing through her brain because you knew they were filthy. if she was imagining any of the things you'd done before and if she were to whisper them in your ear as you touched yourself while she was miles and miles away, you were surely going to combust and cease to exist as the person you were just thirty minutes ago.
every single one of your thoughts was consumed by her. remembering the time she had you bent over the counter. the time she went down on you in the middle of recording a song. when she rushed you to the back of her car and fucked you til the sky turned a pretty purple hue.
'are you close?' her voice was low as she struggled to catch her breath. yours only mimicked as you whimpered and nodded your head forgetting she couldn't see you. you muttered a broken 'yes' as your chest rose and a guttural moan left your body. you clenched your thighs. your clit so sensitive. her cries so pretty begging 'please, please, please cum for me' and even though she wasn't physically touching you, you felt her all around as your orgasm crashed over you like a wave disrupting the natural order of things. you'd crave this. you'd long for this any time she was away. you'd never be the same.
