...just a little drabble because I love writing these girls.
It was another Saturday afternoon in which Serena was spending the mid-morning at her apartment with Becca, Jamie, and Kyle before Jamie had to go in for her closing shift. It was that time of the month for Serena and because the ibuprofen wasn’t really helping, she hoped a bottle or two of Riesling would. Between her period and Olivia wanting to hang out with Elliot over the weekend instead of her, she felt as if she was an emotional and physical mess.
“Ollie’s smart,” Kyle commented, only half-paying attention to his sister as he texted a woman he had just started dating. “She knows you’re a clingy mess during your shark week so she peaced the fuck out while she had a chance.”
Serena turned over on the couch to lie on her stomach. She was still clad in her Beavis and Butthead pajama pants and a hoodie she had stolen from Jamie and she had no intention of getting dressed that day. “I can’t help it. I’m in pain and I’m popping clots left and right.”
Kyle set his phone down and reclined back in the chair, trying to forget about what he had just heard. “You are literally the grossest woman I know, Serena.”
“She’s not gross. What’s happening to her isn’t gross either. It’s so womanly and beautiful,” Becca said as she made herself comfortable on the couch, lying next to Serena and holding her close. “...even if she does look like a crime scene down there.”
“How do you－” Kyle began. “Nevermind, I don’t wanna know. Jamie, change the subject. For the love of god please change the subject.”
“It’s a game we play called Lesbian Vampire,” Becca responded before Jamie could even think of a way to change the subject. The look of absolute disgust on Kyle’s face was enough to make Serena forget about the discomfort she was feeling from her period. “She tastes so good. Every morning, I make her come in a cup for me so I can make a Ser Berry smoothie. It’s mixed berries and my Serena.”
“Nothing compares to my Rasbecca Swirl,” Serena rubbed her nose against hers. “Chocolate, raspberry, and my Becca.”
“Jamie,” Kyle looked at her worriedly. “Please tell me you didn’t use that same blender when you made drinks last night.”
Jamie gave him a nervous look in return. “We－we only have one blender.”
Kyle covered his mouth and immediately got off the chair. “I’m going home. I gotta throw up. Remind me to never eat or drink anything made in this apartment.”
“Ser and I christened that chair you were sitting on, too,” Becca laughed.
Kyle went home without saying another word, leaving Jamie alone with her girls. “I don’t know what goes on in this apartment when I’m gone and I don’t think I wanna know.”
“Oh, Jamieson,” Serena giggled. “Why don’t you ever take Becca and me to work with you for breakfast? I’m out of commission but we can make you a Rasbecca Swirl.”
“I think I’ll pass on that today, but maybe tomorrow,” Jamie responded as she went over to the couch to kiss both of her girls. “I love you both.”
“We love you, too,” Serena told her, wishing she could pull Jamie onto the couch with them and never let go.
Jamie grabbed her jacket and put her phone in her back pocket. “I’m gonna be a little late tonight. Thanks to the two of you, I have to go to Target after work and buy a new blender.”
“God they’re so easy,” Becca laughed once they heard the door close behind Jamie. “Can you believe they really thought the whole vampire game was true and the smoothies?”
“A Rasbecca swirl sounds good, though,” Serena said as she gave her the pleading look that Becca couldn’t refuse. “You know I always crave chocolate－and you－during that time of the month. Besides, Jamie’s going to buy a new blender anyway.”
Just a quick little drabble that I wrote on my lunch break because I’m in love with these two.
“So what are the rules?” Becca asked, bringing her to the realization that they hadn’t exactly defined their situation.
They were sitting up in bed, just the two of them, after a morning session with Jamie that turned into the two of them showering with her and pleasuring her again before she had to leave for work just before noon. What was expected to be just a surprise for Jamie’s birthday had awakened something inside the two of them and it wasn’t long before Becca was spending a few nights a week at their apartment.
Serena felt Becca gently nibbling on her neck. “Does this mean I get to fuck you whenever I want?”
“Among other things,” Serena said, trying to keep her composure.
“Other things?”
Although they had already spent the morning bringing each other and Jamie to orgasm, Serena felt the desire building up again. “Beck,” she interrupted what Becca was hoping to start. “This is important.”
“What’s up?”
“Sex with you is…incredible, but that’s not what this is all about,” Serena said as she reached for her hand to lace her fingers with Becca’s. “I love you. I’ve always loved you and this relationship we’re in is about Jamie and me getting to love you the way you deserved to be loved. You don’t have to be exclusive with us. It wouldn’t be fair for us to ask that of you, but there’s not going to be anyone that we see other than you. You’re our girl.”
Becca lifted Serena’s hand up to place a delicate kiss to it. “I’ll always be your girl, Ser, even if Jamie’s rubbed off on you and you’ve become such a softie.”
“What?” Serena scoffed. “So have you!”
“Nah uh,” Becca teased. “You’re over here pouring your heart out to me.”
Serena pounced on her, the sudden movement knocking Becca over. “I’m so over you!”
“How about now?” Becca asked as she spread her legs underneath Serena.
“Okay, maybe not now.” Serena leaned in to kiss her. “How about one more round and then I take you out on our first date?”
Getting blackout drunk on New Year’s Eve leads to a new look for Serena.
(Okay so this fic is solely because me and @justalittleghostwriter are obsessed with this picture of Elizabeth Ashley and wanted to give Serena a new look).
It hadn’t been a particularly wild night at the Benson house. Mr. and Mrs. Benson had gone to a New Year’s Eve party, although Mrs. Benson had begun drinking when her kids were still writing their New Year’s resolutions. The kids (of which only Olivia was an actual child) were left to their own devices, which meant pizza and ringing in the new year with a midnight swim.
Unlike Becca, Kyle, and Lexie who had started drinking early, Serena had one glass when they were making resolutions and then stopped drinking until after midnight so she could spend some quality time with her wife and daughter. She was especially shocked when Olivia kissed her on the cheek at midnight and let her take a picture, which she immediately posted with the caption, ‘Ringing in the new year with the love of my life.’
After swimming and then rinsing off in the shower, Olivia fell asleep around 1:30. Once Olivia was asleep, Becca wasted no time before telling Serena it was time to take shots. Serena was no stranger to binge drinking, but the fact that she couldn’t remember anything that happened after 1:30 made her wonder exactly how much alcohol she consumed when she woke up the next morning－or was it the afternoon? She wasn’t quite sure; however, at that moment she was grateful she was fully clothed in pajamas instead of her underwear because being at her parents’ house meant she didn’t have the master bedroom.
She had one of the worst hangovers she’d had in years and she wasn’t sure how but she had gathered the strength to make it to the bathroom. With no hair tie in sight, she held back her hair with one hand and steadied herself with the other as she vomited.
She brushed her teeth immediately after and scrubbed her face to get rid of what she referred to as her sleep skin. She looked in the mirror and saw the dark circles under her eyes so she decided to grab her makeup bag from the counter and put on some concealer, eyeliner, and lipgloss before her mom commented on her appearance. Her curly hair was a mess, which she assumed was because of the chlorine. She had always hated what chlorine did to her curls. When she attempted to comb her fingers through her hair－to her horror－her fingertips touched something sticky. I didn’t get vomit in my hair, so what is－
“Jamieson!” she shouted loud enough for the entire house to hear. “Help!”
Assuming something terrible had happened to her wife, Jamie rushed to the bathroom from the kitchen downstairs where she was about to start making lunch for Olivia. “Babe, what’s wrong? Are you sick?”
“Worse,” Serena responded, nearly crying. “There’s gum in my hair and it won’t come out.”
Jamie stood behind her and attempted to remove the gum from Serena’s hair, but it was of no use. “Maybe we can freeze it off. I got some out of my little sister’s hair before. We just held an ice pack to the gum for ten minutes and then I was able to chip it away.”
“Bless you, Jamieson,” Serena said as she hugged her tightly. “You gorgeous hair genius.”
…but fifteen minutes later, they realized their attempts to freeze and chip away the gum were in vain. They enlisted Becca’s help as well, but she wasn’t able to remove it either. “I think I have to cut it off,” Jamie informed an absolutely horrified Serena.
“You can’t cut my hair!”
“You look good with short hair, baby,” Becca reassured her. “Your hair was just above your shoulders when you were an undergrad and remember when you went through that indie phase in grad school and you had that cute pixie cut? I loved grabbing it when we－I should stop now.”
Jamie tried to keep her composure. “No, please continue.” But her words earned her nothing more than matching glares from Becca and Serena. “Sorry…”
“This is not the time, Jamieson,” Becca scolded her. “Serena’s hair is at stake.”
“...and I know you like my curls,” Serena said glumly.
“I like the entire woman that the curls are attached to,” Jamie responded with a kiss on her cheek. “In fact, I love her.”
“She’s still gonna be attracted to you,” Becca chuckled. “Remember that time you were riding Jamie and then you told her to close her eyes? When you let her open them, you were wearing a Michael Meyers mask and she still did you.”
Jamie averted her eyes and tried once again to repress that memory. “You were riding me hard and it felt too good for me to stop you so now I have very conflicting feelings about Michael Meyers because of you, Serena.”
The memory of that little Halloween prank is what finally put a smile on Serena’s face amidst this tragic fate that had befallen her. “Work your magic, Jamieson. Let’s do this.”
To our lovely anon who left us the request...we’ll have that for you in part 11
Part Ten
Serena was in post-orgasmic bliss as Becca ran her fingers through her hair. She wanted this moment with Becca to last forever, but she knew it’d be even better with Jamie by their side. “Jay?” Serena asked sleepily.
“I think she went to the kitchen,” Becca responded. “She was sweet enough to put a sheet over us, but leave it to Jamieson to leave our tits exposed. Your wife is a tit girl.”
“Mm, I think she’s a your tits girl,” Serena said as she caressed Becca’s back. “You should have seen her eyes bulge when she first saw you naked. I can’t blame her. Your surgeon does good work.”
“Shut up!” Becca playfully smacked her arm.
“What?” Serena chuckled. “Don’t act like they’re real when you’re talking to the woman who has been looking at them since you were an A-cup. Real or not, they’re the most spectacular ones I’ve ever seen.”
“Not even,” Becca responded before leaning in to kiss her. “You have the cutest, most adorable little tits I’ve ever seen. I just wanna put them in my mouth every time I see them.”
Becca attempting to wrap her mouth around one of Serena’s boobs made her start to giggle. “Jamieson, help!”
Jamie strolled back into the room, three bottled waters balanced in one hand, a bowl of fruit and her phone balanced in the other, a strawberry halfway in her mouth as she looked up, smiling slightly around the fruit as she set the waters and bowl down. Taking a moment to chew and swallow what she had in her mouth, she smiled down at them, tilting her head slightly as she met Serena’s gaze. “Why are you calling for help? That looks fun…” she said teasingly as she popped the rest of the strawberry in her mouth.
“She’s gonna swallow it,” Serena giggled.
“Jay, back me up here,” Becca took her mouth off of Serena. “Aren’t they perfect? Don’t you just wanna suck them off and swallow them?”
Jamie snorted and shook her head, though she couldn’t help but grin at how cute they were being. “They are perfect… but if you suck them off I won’t be able to play with them anymore,” she replied, pouting slightly. “So,” she continued, grabbing another strawberry, “yes, very much so to the first part, but no to the second. Sorry Beck.”
Becca made another attempt at fitting Serena’s entire breast in her mouth before letting it go with a popping sound from her mouth. “It’s fine. They’ll grow back.”
“I’m not a lizard, Rebecca!” Serena started to laugh hysterically.
With another snort and a soft “oh my god”, Jamie finished off her fruit, the sound of Serena’s laughter warming her heart. “I can’t with you two.”
“Jamieson,” Becca called out. “Give me a strawberry.”
Jamie smiled and reached into the bowl, holding out a strawberry to Becca before taking a sip of her water. “You want one too Ser?”
“No,” Serena shook her head. “But you might after you see what Becca is about to do.”
Jamie tilted her head curiously, watching Becca intently. “What are you going to do….?”
Becca winked at Jamie before running the strawberry along the length of Serena’s pussy, coating it in her wetness. “Ser Berries.”
The name had always made Serena smile. It was the cute, playful side of Becca that no one else got to see, but when Becca sucked on the strawberry, the other side of her came out－the one Serena wanted to fuck until she couldn’t come anymore.
“Want some?” Becca asked, holding the rest of the strawberry out to Jamie.
The whole interaction had Jamie throbbing almost immediately, filled with need as if they hadn’t spent the last few hours fucking. She grabbed Becca’s wrist, bringing the berry to her mouth while keeping her gaze locked, first with Becca’s and then with Serena’s. Taking it in her mouth, she sucked, tasting Serena’s flavor and then biting so that it mixed with the sweet juice from the berry. Swallowing what she had in her mouth, she sucked on Becca’s fingers, licking some juice that had trickled down her wrist and humming deep in her throat. “Delicious,” she murmured, finishing off the berry before handing Becca another one.
Serena reached for Jamie’s hand, placing a delicate kiss to it as Becca dipped the second berry in her wetness.
Becca handed the berry over to Jamie. Watching Jamie suck Serena’s juices off of the strawberry made both her and Serena throb. They needed her. They needed her to fill them and fuck them and take them in any and every way she wanted.
Jamie took Becca’s wrist in her hand again, sucking on the berry like she had the first time, brushing the fingertips of her other hand over Serena’s lips as she bit down on the fruit. She climbed onto the bed again, sucking on Becca’s fingers as she gently pushed one of her own into Serena’s mouth, the feeling of her wife’s lips wrapped around it making her groan softly as she chewed. “I need to fuck you,” she murmured, finally settling on her knees between them both.
Becca grabbed Jamie’s arm and playfully pulled her down so she was lying in between them. Her intention was to ride her, but the ever playful Serena lifted Jamie’s arm up and nuzzled into her. “Hi, Jay.”
Jamie chuckled softly, pulling Serena close and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Hi, baby,” she replied, squeezing her gently before turning her head to face Becca, grinning before leaning in to kiss the blonde’s mouth. “Hi to you, too.”
“I love you, Jamieson,” Serena said, her arm wrapped around Jamie’s waist.
“I love you too, preciosa,” Jamie replied softly, her chest filling with tenderness for her Ser Bear. Grinning into Serena’s hair, she said: “Nothing dries Becca up more than softness.”
Serena ran her hand down Jamie’s abs, feeling how firm her wife’s body was. “Then get hard for her,” she whispered in Jamie’s ear as she continued to run her hands lower. She stopped at Jamie’s cock, gripping it firmly and pressing the base against Jamie’s clit.
Jamie moaned and rolled her hips slightly, the base pressing against her just right. It always amazed her how Serena could take her from 0 to 10000 in about 2 seconds and she wasn’t about to start complaining now. “Fuck, I-“ She swallowed hard, watching Serena’s hand stroke her, already visualizing one of them riding her hard.
Serena continued to stroke her and the rapid pace of Jamie’s breaths let her know her wife was close. “Do you wanna come in our pussies, baby? You can position us however you want. You can take us however you want and as hard as you want. We’re yours to fuck, baby.”
Jamie moaned again, hips jerking slightly, Serena’s voice in her ear driving her closer and closer to her orgasm. “Yeah baby, I wanna pump you full of come, I need to fuck- fuck- need to fuck you. Need to wreck you.”
“Jay?” Becca gave her a pleading look. “Can I do something?”
Jamie swallowed hard and nodded. “‘Course baby,” she replied, reaching down to grab Serena’s wrist and slow her down though not stopping her completely. “What- what do you want to do?” she asked, chest still heaving slightly.
Becca got off the bed without saying another word and walked over to the medicine cabinet in the master bathroom. With a tomboy for a daughter, she knew Serena would have Band-Aids and gauze. She soaked the gauze in water before returning to the bed. “If you’re gonna wreck her, we have to take care of her first. Lay on your back, Ser.” She dabbed at the bite mark with the wet gauze, making sure the small wound was clean before placing a Band-Aid securely over it.
“Sorry to kill the mood,” she apologized to Jamie. “I just didn’t want the sweat or friction to irritate her cut.”
Jamie smiled, winding down but not minding in the slightest that Becca had stopped them to take care of their girl. “Don’t apologize, it’s okay. Gotta take care of our girl, right?” She pulled Serena close again, holding up her other arm so that Becca could lay down by her too.
Becca cuddled up to her on one side while Serena cuddled up on the other. “I don’t mind the softness,” she teased them. “But I think it’s time to let Jamieson really have her birthday present.”
“You’re supposed to be having your way with us,” Serena pouted.
Jamie chuckled, happy to stay there and cuddle both of them but also feeling the need simmer low in her belly. She wanted them, she wanted them badly. She needed to hear them come for her, watch them, feel them and taste them. It was her birthday present, but she wanted to make sure it was a night they wouldn’t forget anytime soon.
Leaning over, she kissed Serena deeply, making sure she was breathless before she pulled away and did the same with Becca, repeating the process as she slid one hand down each of their bodies, dipping her fingers between their legs at the same time. Alternating kisses, she began rubbing their clits, pinching and rolling them between her fingers until they were hard and swollen and both of them were squirming under her touch.
She held up the hand that she had used to touch Serena to Becca’s lips, letting the blonde clean them off for her before kissing her again. “I want you bouncing on my cock-” she murmured before turning to Serena, allowing her to clean Becca’s juices off of her fingers and kissing her deeply before adding: “-and I want you riding my face.”
“You’re the birthday girl,” Becca said before stealing one last kiss from Jamie and then from Serena.
Becca sat next to Jamie as she began to stroke her cock, pressing down on the base just gently enough for it to tease Jamie and leave her wanting more. “Are you ready for me, Jay?”
Jamie bit back a whimper, the slight pressure on her clit flaring up her desire again. She cupped Becca’s cheek and pulled her down for another desperate kiss. “Ride me baby…”
