just a filthy thing @wqodwzrd asked me. not proof read bc i cant for my own sake reread my own smut
ellie's hips collided against your plushy thighs as she fucked you from behind, inhuman pace making you see stars.
you were a babbling mess, face down on the pillows and mouth open moaning loudly her name and begging for more.
"ellie please... oh my god- ellie right there please aghhhh"
she giggled behind you. mind foggy with desire and satisfaction for being the one making you feel so good.
"does it feel good baby? can feel me real deep?"
you try to nod, but fail as your head is pressed so hard against the bed. you can't find it in you to use your voice, the feeling is so fucking good.
"ellie im so so close"
"you are baby?"
you try to nod again, doing your best to move your head.
"that's a shame, honey. i think its a bit too early" and with that, she gets out of your dripping cunt
"no!" you almost scream, overwhelmed with the sudden emptiness "ellie no, please!"
she laughs loudly, slapping your pussy with the head of the strap. "you're so pretty like this: face down ass up. all pretty for me to fuck the way I want."
you whine, pushing yourself closer to her and failing when she holds your ass in place with one hand, the other still toying with the strap and your cunt
"please"
she tsks
"tell me your mine, tell me who this pussy belongs to"
you moan when she pushes it at your entrance leaving only the tip inside.
"im yours, only yours els. it belongs to you!"
she pushes a little more
"gonna let me cum inside you, baby? get you pregnant?"
the idea of her cum filling you up then leaking out of your throbbing hole makes you impossible wetter.
"please please please" you start drolling and it is disgusting, really. but for Ellie, you all fucked out its the prettiest thing she's ever seen.
"ask politely and ill do it baby"
"please mummy"
and with a last giggle, ellie let the fake cum fill you up
Dating Ellie Williams definitely has it's perks. She's an amazing girlfriend, buying you flowers and doing any handy work so you don't damage your 'lovely hands' as she calls them. One of the best bits is the sex. No sugar coating there. But there seems to be one little thing that makes a little more exciting...
This is NSFW. Minors dni please <3 (read with your own safety and maturity in mind.)
• My Masterlist
Wc - 1030
Thank you for the request my darling! I hope this is what you wanted and that I've done it justice. I don't have a mommy kink myself, but I'm always happy to indulge in my babies requests <3
Sitting at the edge of your bed, on your knees, you look up at your gorgeous girlfriend. Her eyes are blown, pupils dilated and lashes slightly damp from tears of overstimulation. Ellie's thighs are pushed wide either side of your body, her hips canted forwards as you practically torture her. You've been running your favourite toy, a hot pink bullet vibrator, over her clit for nearly fifteen minutes now, touching and teasing, but never fully committing.
"Mh- please..." she mumbles, staring down at you with her best puppy-dog eyes, trying to gain your sympathy.
You just laugh, soft and sweet, and trace a wider circle around her clit, lowering the setting to a dull hum. "Please what, baby? You've gotta ask properly."
Ellie rolls her eyes, but the blush spreading down her neck gives her away.
She's so into this.
"Please can you... do it properly. J-just let me cum," she whimpers.
"Aw, Els. You're so needy, my love," you mock, fake sympathy thick in your tone.
"Yeah, yeah, I am. F-for you. I need you..."
You stare up at her, tilting your head slightly. "You need me?" You ask slowly.
Ellie nods, never taking her eyes off of yours, not even for a second. "Mhm. I need you... mommy."
As much as you try to hide the shift in your breathing at that, Ellie still catches it.
"Please, mommy?" She repeats.
You sigh, a warm puff of breath hitting her thigh as you rest your head just above her knee. "Okay, baby."
Ellie tries not to get too excited. It doesn't work.
A whiny moan leaves her bitten lips as you give her the pleasure she's been craving, finally letting the vibrations hit exactly where she needs them. You turn the setting up.
"Ngh- thank... thank you, mommy," she whispers, a pleased giggle leaving her lips, which just makes you laugh as well.
"You're so cute," you hum, pushing her closer to her climax.
"Gonna... mom- ah!" Ellie moans loudly as she cums, her back arching and her legs shaking as she squirts, the small stream coating the pink toy and the bedspread beneath her.
You laugh a little more, kissing her clit softly as you turn the vibrator off and place it to the side.
"There you go, baby."
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The alarm clock on your bedside table reads 12:08, the bedroom dark and warm, comfortable as you lie on your side. Your hair is splayed across the pillow beneath you, your skin tingling as Ellie's hands roam over your body, creeping below your sleep shirt and cupping your ass underneath the pair of boxers you stole from her.
One of her legs is placed between both of yours, your hips rocking gently as you grind your cunt against her thigh.
Earlier, Ellie was just about to fall asleep before you had rolled over, whispering in her ear about how you "needed her" and "couldn't stand it".
Now, she moves you back and forth over her leg, helping you get yourself off.
You whimper sleepily into her ear, small and high, more of an involuntary sigh than a moan.
The two of you move slowly, slipping into a gentle rhythm. Even though the sex you have is usually rougher and more exciting, occasionally all you need is slow and sweet.
This is definitely one of those times.
"Els..." you whisper, pressing a quick kiss to her nose. "Mh... love you."
"Love you more, baby," she whispers back, tensing her thigh as she keeps you moving.
"Oh- that's nice," you hum, closing your eyes as you rock a little firmer, but not any faster.
"Yeah, baby? C'mon... you're doing so good," Ellie kisses each of your cheeks, her hand that's on your ass gripping ever so slightly tighter as she pulls you backwards and forwards.
"Mh..." you mumble, getting closer and closer to the edge as you keep moving, your eyes still closed. "Els... ngh, mom-"
Your eyes fly wide open.
Ellie's jaw goes agape for a split second before the shock dies down and a smirk covers her mouth instead. "What were you gonna say?"
You shake your head, eyes still huge and brows raised. "Nothing. Nope."
"Hey... baby. What were you about to say?"
You just shake your head again.
"You were gonna call me mommy, weren't you?" Ellie asks, a hint of taunting in her voice.
You stare at her for a moment before deciding you're too sleepy to argue. You nod.
"Okay then," Ellie whispers, her hand tugging your hips forwards again. "Do it."
You gasp as you start moving again, dragging your cunt against the muscle of her thigh, the seam of your sleep shorts pressing perfectly against your clit. "...mo- I... no, it's embarrassing," you giggle.
Ellie grinds you down harder, her thigh muscle tense and her hand under your shirt massaging one of your tits. "Say it, baby. Or I stop."
You sigh, rocking your hips and tipping your head down so that it's pressed into the crook of her neck. Then, you tilt your face up a little, your lips brushing her ear as you whisper, barely a breath.
"Please... you're so good, mommy..."
"There we go," she hums lowly, continuing to move you as she kisses the top of your head. "My baby... my good girl."
"Mh... Els- mommy. I'm gonna cum..." you mumble into her neck, your breath hot against her skin.
"Go on then, baby."
You whimper, cute and girly, your hips jerking as you reach your high, the orgasm rushing through your body.
Ellie kisses your head again, slowing her movements to a stop. Then, she begins to speak in a soft, kind voice. "There we are. That's what you needed, huh? You did so good for me, baby. So good for mommy... fuck, I can't believe you did that. Completely accidentally as well. God. I love you, babygirl..."
No answer.
"Baby? I love you..."
Again, no answer.
Ellie looks down to see you fast asleep, peaceful and sweet. She giggles, brushing some of your hair out of your face and kissing your forehead before slipping into the comfort of sleep, right next to her loving, beautiful girlfriend.
ummm shy nerd virgin reader x ellie one night stand BUT Ellie finds out u were a virgin after the sex so she tries to make it up for her selfish way of doing u ................. eeeee
i'll be good
contents: kinda playboy!ellie, slow sex as apologies, virginity loss, oral, fingering
you watch as the girl stands up and starts to grab her clothes from the floor.
“hm… what are you doing?” you ask nervously, teeth biting your lower lip in an attempt to calm yourself down.
ellie looks at you over her shoulder and lifts one eyebrow.
“what does it look like i'm doing?” she asks with a low laugh. “i'm grabbing my things to go home, my work is done here, isn't it?” she says more to herself than to you.
you can feel your heart sink and the tears forming in your eyes.
oh, she really just wanted sex.
you weren't expecting a super princess treatment, and the sex was really good, but damn. it was your first sex experience, you just lost your virginity.
you thought she would at least give you some after care or maybe let you sleep on her arms.
looks like you were wrong.
days went by and ellie almost forgot that you guys had sex, she was just living her life. she usually doesn't waste too much time rethinking about her past sex partners.
dina is sitting in front of her, the uncomfortable library chair making her shift now and then to try to find a more comfortable position.
her dark eyes moving between the text book and ellie until she brings her pen to her mouth, biting at it while finally staring shamelessly at ellie.
ellie feels the burn of dina's stare. so she just lifts her eyes while still writing notes in her notebook.
“what?”
dina shrugs.
“nothing. it's just that…”
“just say it already, you've been staring at me for ages. and we need to keep studying for the finals.”
“yeah i know. but you know i'm friends with y/n don't you?”
ellie stops writing for a second, then goes back to it.
“and what about it?”
“well, it was kinda shitty of you, you know. taking her virginity and just leaving. poor girl was so disappointed and i don't blame her. for some girls, a first time is a really important part of their lives and–”
the loud thud of Ellie's pen falling to the floor of the silent stopped dina's rambling.
“what?! it was her first time?”
dina looks at ellie like the girl was crazy.
“didn't she tell you?”
ellie shakes her head with widened eyes. hands coming to her face as she lowered her head to the table.
“oh my fucking god, now it all makes sense. dina I fucked up bad, i was so rude to her.” ellie says, voice muffled by her hands.
“yeah, she told me. you were kinda of an asshole.”
“i didn't know.”
“well, now you do.”
you open your door only to meet a comically big bouquet.
it is so big that you can't see the person behind it.
the person is holding a sign in their free hand that reads "i'm sorry for being a bitch."
you can't help but laugh.
“who is this?” your voice comes out soft and gentle.
ellie moves the bouquet out of her face with an apologetic smile.
her eyes bright up at the sight of you: messy hair from sleep, puffy eyes, short ass pajamas. her mouth salivates. but she's not here for this, sadly.
“oh, hi ellie.” your voice is shy, not uncomfortable, but not knowing how to act in front of her.
her eyes fall at your small voice, feeling guilty for how uncomfortable you look because of her.
“dina told me. i'm so sorry i wasn't better. you deserved so much more, i didn't know.”
you move your body weight to your other leg, not knowing what to say.
“hm… it's alright, it's my fault, i should have told you.”
“no it's not. i should have known better. i should have noticed the signs. let me make it up to you, we can try again. i'll be good, i'll be so good.”
she didn't plan on asking to have sex with again, it wasn't the plan. she should be here to apologize, and that only. but the way you looked at her, lips caught on your teeth, she couldn't help it.
you didn't expect her to say that either, so when she approaches you, letting you decide if you want it or not, your body moves before you think.
the bouquet is pressed between your bodies while she gently kisses you, lips so chapped but so soft.
“please?” her voice is almost a moan against your lips.
“uhmm” is all you need to say before she's pushing you inside, so caring like you could break if she did a wrong movement.
once inside, you grab the bouquet and set it on the living room sideboard, slowly and carefully, so you won't hurt the petals.
ellie holds you from behind, not able to keep her hands off you. smelling and kissing your neck.
you turn around, leaving a pec on her lips before grabbing her hand and guiding her to your bedroom.
you're more nervous than the last time. something about ellie knowing your lack of experience makes you shifty.
“you alright?” she asks when you sit on the bed and she gets on her knees on the floor, between your thighs.
you nod and say a small ‘yes’
“you sure, baby? don't wanna mess it up again.” she rests her hands on your thighs, looking up at you with puppy eyes.
“i'm sure” and that's it.
ellie starts to linger kisses on your thighs, going up and down, kissing every piece of skin.
your flesh tastes sweet on her tongue.
“is this okay?” she asks, hands tugging at your pajama shorts.
“uhm”
so she takes them down, leaving you only in your salmon colored star panties. it's your favorite piece.
“damn babe” she says pressing onto the wet patch. she can't help but bury her face into you and breathe you in like her life depends on it.
“you smell so fucking good” her voice only gets you wetter. “let me take them off, please?”
how could you say no to her? so you just say yes, you would say yes a million times if it meant having this pretty girl between your thighs treating you this good.
she takes your panties off slowly, watching your juices forming a little string that connects you to the cotton fabric.
she looks up at you. like, really looks. every piece of you, the whole piece. she could paint it: your wet pussy, your messy hair, your bitten up lips.
“ellie, please” you can't help but whine. “you said gentle, not killing slow.”
ellie lets out a raspy laugh. “i'm sorry, ‘just trying to make it up for last time.”
“forget it. we're here now, that's all that matters.”
she just kisses your cunt before lapping and licking a long strip of your wet flesh.
the moan that slips your mouth has a life of its own.
you feel your skin burn with shame.
“i'm sorry.
“you fucking kidding me? be loud for me, babe. let me hear how good i'm making you feel.”
it's all that you need to relax your mouth and let the sounds come out.
she doesn't waste her time, either. she's gentle, but not slow or taken aback. she's caring.
and you just know you're about to have the best second sex of your life.
your climax build fast, even faster when she slowly inserts one finger inside you. curling it just right, making your moans louder and more desperate.
“ellie, i'm so so close” you moan out
“i know babe, wet my face, please. make a mess of me” is all you need to hear before cumming.
your body arches off the bed, like you are being exorcised, maybe you are.
she fucks you through it, letting you ride every single wave of it, until your back comes back down.
“oh my god” you say, chest heaving with every breath you take.
ellie gets up to lay by your side and hold you in her arms, face wet while she sucks her finger clean.
“you did so good for me. hope it was better than last time.”
you laugh a little.
“i will just ignore last time and accept this one as my first time.”
im wearing the said panties right now, and they are, in fact, my favorite ones.
hope this is not too bad, I tried my best for you anon!
ellie with small tits reader who is ALWAYS holding your boobs. no matter how small they are, her hands are always keeping them warm. and if you question her about it, she’ll just say something about how she's just keeping them warm.
sitting between her legs in the bed, trying to pay attention to the strawberry shortcake cartoon playing on your tv, you groan when your wife squeezes your tits a little too harshly. “babyyy” you drag out the word, rolling your eyes at her insistent actions.
“what?” she asks innocently, head resting on your shoulder.
“leave them alone” you hold her hands through your shirt, not really doing anything to take them away from your body, just pretending to.
ellie scoffs, offended by your request
“i literally can’t”
“you literally can”
with that, she rolls you down on the bed, using her arms to hover you. she stares you deadly in the eyes.
“baby, i really can’t. they call for me, they need me to keep them warm” as if to prove her point, she slips one hand under your shirt to hold your boob.
“i can always just use a bra” you say with a smile, already knowing how your wife will react.
her mouth opens in shock that you even had the audacity to say such a thing.
“absolutely not! while we’re home, i’m your bra”
you roll your eyes watching as she sits on her heels smiling openly at you.
with a grin, you push your shirt up, freeing your small tits.
it’s like a dog receiving a piece of meat, ellie flies to your boobs, one hand finding the right one while her mouth finds the other.
you sign in happiness and thread her hair while she does so.
synopsis nerdy ellie is hopeless in love with the sweetest popular girl of her school, and being the nerd she is, she gets obsessed with her fixation; you. she starts texting you "hi" and "bye" every day, and refuses to tell you she's her
contents: afab reader; female reader; reader sexuality isn't mentioned but she likes girls duhh; fluffy; maybe suggestive one day
synopsis nerdy ellie is hopeless in love with the sweetest popular girl of her school, and being the nerd she is, she gets obsessed with her fixation; you. she starts texting you "hi" and "bye" every day, and refuses to tell you she's her
contents: afab reader; female reader; reader sexuality isn't mentioned but she likes girls duhh; fluffy; maybe suggestive one day
contents: make out, spit, la casa de papel but ellie is the professor 😛😛, face sitting implied, loser ellie, loser ellie getting confident
wc: 733
Your back hits the wall as the Professor pushes you against it. She's all over you, hand roaming under your shirt and under your bra to get access to your tit, thigh between yours and free hand pulling at your hair.
If anyone saw it, wouldn't guess she was a virgin just a week ago.
“Professor,” you moan into her mouth before she pulls at your hair enough to move your head to the side and give her access to your neck.
She doesn't mind her glasses getting in the way, she bites you, fully bites at your soft skin. You almost scream in pain, but she's fast to soothe the pain with wet kisses.
She's slowly learning your reactions and studying every movement, every brush of fingers that makes you wet. The professor is being a nerd about you, about sex.
“Biting at your neck makes you feel pain but also pleasure, since I could feel your thighs clenching around mine. Noted.” she murmurs completely to herself, forgetting or not minding that you can hear her.
A sweet laugh leaves your swollen lips.
“You're such a loser”
She presses you harder against the wall, taking off your shirt and making a mess of your hair. She doesn’t take the hair out of the way when she kisses you again, it's disgusting, really.
But you let her, because she tastes like corruption; it's your big prize for corrupting a thing that was always so tidy and in place all the fucking time. Now, she's always messy and needy, just because of you.
“I'm not a loser, I'm just introverted” she says with a pout before she lets go of your lips and takes a step back, fixing her glasses to stare at you entirely.
Bra with one cup under your tit, hot face, hair everywhere, lips swollen, eyes glassy. And all of it, all of it, because of a loser, like you said.
You bite your lip at her, not minding to fix yourself, you know she likes what she sees.
You push yourself out of the wall and take small steps towards her, tangling her tie around your hand and guiding her to the bed.
Of course she follows you, she obeys like a dog on a leash.
Her body falls harshly against the mattress and you waste no time to completely remove your bra – leaving you in just your sleeping boxers, as always – and sit on her lap.
The Professor stands on her elbows and stares at you with spit dripping from her mouth – she let it open for too long.
You pull at her tie to get her face closer to you so you can clean her spit with the back of your hand, and smile at her. You almost can see her head spinning.
She's mesmerized.
“You're so fucking hot” she says slowly, taking time to pronounce every word as if her brain is picking up the letters to form each one of them.
“Yeah? You think so, Professor?”
She nods, of course she does.
You can see in the way she fixes her glasses one last time, that she's about to beg, and you love this time of the night.
“Please.” just as you said.
“Please what, baby?”
“Oh my god you're so fucking hot. Please, please let me taste you.” that caught you off guard.
You almost forgot how to breathe. Your nerdy little loser is beginning to have a mind of her own? Oh god this is so cute!
“If you want to…”
Before you start to move so you can get out of her, to trade positions so she can eat you – obviously – she holds your thighs in place.
“No.”
You look at her confused.
“Baby, I need to lay down so you can have your meal”
She shakes her head no.
“I want my meal to sit on my mouth”
You're shocked, mouth opening and all. You take a couple of seconds to assimilate it all, but you accept it. So you move your hands to remove her glasses for her.
She shoves your hand away. What is going on with her tonight?
“My glasses stays on”
“But professor–”
“Just fucking sit!”
u r probably going to break her glasses with your body weight or not idk about glasses or anything im actually a virgin
