bsf fem!kaiser helps you forget about your boyfriend ♡
it had been hours since you began ranting to michelle about your boyfriend while she was doing her skin care. and truth be told, she was beginning to get tired of it. like seriously? you’re busy crying those pretty eyes out over some random bitch boy when you have her? she would drop anything for you if you even told her to but she guesses you’re just miserably blind.
later when she was sure you calmed down, she leaned closer to place a cold, manicured hand on your thigh, index finger grazing underneath the hem of your shorts. “are you done?” she asked, her touch was cold yet it seemed to leave fiery burns in it’s wake.
“y-yeah, i guess..i don’t know—he’s just so confusing..” your eyes began watering again and michelle internally rolled her eyes, she pressed an index finger to your lips and leaned in even closer. she could smell the sweet scent of your perfume, your shampoo and that natural scent of yours which always left her having thoughts too sinful for utterance.
“enough about him.” she cupped your face with her other hand, brushing her thumb over your watery lashes to swipe up the straying beads. “just focus on me, liebe. i can make you feel better, it’s what girls do.” she pressed a kiss to your cheek, teeth bare centimeters apart from nicking your supple skin.
“michel—” you tried protesting but her azure depths suddenly fixed on yours and they were enough to silence you with the cutest yelp ever. you were so sweet for her.
soon enough, she had you all spread open beneath her. every inch of bare skin exposed and flushed just for her. reaching out, she cupped one of your breasts “there we go, how pretty you are.” she whispered, admiration lacing every syllable. you squirmed a bit, she placed a hand on your hip to still you. “no squirming baby.”
she bent down to press her glossed lips against yours in a fervent kiss, her blonde-blue hair falling over your face in curtains. her plush breasts pressed against yours, the thin fabric of her black tank separating the both of you. when she pulled away for air, she began peppering open-mouthed kisses down your jaw and neck. “gonna make you feel so good, babygirl. much more than that dumb boy you keep whining about.”
she settled between your spread thighs, hot breath fanning over your inner thighs. “relax for me.” michelle cooed pressing kisses on your navel and thighs. “m-michelle..what if he—” you were cut off by a gasp, michelle nipped at your inner thigh to shut you up. “no more about dumb boys. just me. me and you.” she propped your thighs up on her shoulders.
you nodded shakily, her hands wrapped around your hips to still you as she finally dove into your cunt. gosh, you were absolutely soaked for her. your juices flooded her mouth almost immediately and she moaned deeply at the taste of you, “mmh..y’re so wet..” she muffled into your cunt, tongue swiping out to lap between your puffy folds.
your thighs tightened around her head, small whines and whimpers escaping your lips which were just music to her ears, encouraging her. she rubbed her face into your cunt, nose bumping against your flushed clit, tongue fucking into you all sloppy and wet.
you tasted so good, michelle was addicted. she wrapped her lips around your clit, tongue flicking at the pretty pearl while she stuffed two long fingers inside of you upto the third knuckle. your back arched off the bed with the sweetest little cry, “michelleee!” you sobbed, clenching around her fingers, trying to suck her deeper, like you didn’t want her to go.
“yeah? you like it so much, mm? ’m not going anywhere, pretty girl.” she pulled off your cunt to breathe, rubbing the heel of her palm against your clit whilst her fingers continued fucking you. if only you were hers, she would treat you like this every fucking day. but you’re not. you’re only hers for tonight.
with that thought in mind, she redoubled her efforts. putting her mouth on you again, slipping a third finger inside of you. she’s gonna make this the best night of your life. you’re gonna think of this, of her, every moment you spend with that loser.
she sensed you were close with how your breaths got shallower, your whole body quivering, pussy pulsating around her fingers. she pulled her fingers out at the very last moment, placing her whole mouth on your cunt.
you came with a hoarse cry, squirting in her mouth. she gulped down the savoury fluid like she was dying of thirst, eyes closed in ecstasy. some of it spilled out around her mouth and dripped onto the bed, messing up her sheets.
she licked her lips of the last of your essence before crawling over your body, she could see the rise and fall of your chest with every pant, the sweat beads dribbling down your skin and the deliciously messy appearance of you. oh, she would never get enough of you.
“think you forgot about him yet?”
a/n: yuriii!!!
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