➛ g!p maid julie x fem!reader
➛ 847 words
!!! adultery, creampie, squirting, multiple orgasms
➛ you have confronted your husband about checking out the maid, and now you confront the maid.
➛ A/N happy belated new year? lol i’ve been rediscovering some hobbies lately, hence writing has been on the back burner again. but i’ve updated the list of women i write for. if you have seen julie doing that part in ‘nobody knows’, then you’ll understand how i was possessed to write this. those clips have graced my tiktok fyp and ig explore page multiple times. i just had to. 😮💨
You couldn’t have been more wrong.
You’ve heard of the stories where a family will hire a young maid or nanny to care for the kids and the house while the parents work. Nannies aren’t needed because you don’t have kids, but you still have pets and a massive house that needs to be cared for. Hence the hiring of a maid who urgently needs some quick cash while she searches for bigger jobs.
Julie Han is a young woman straight out of college.
Straight out of a magazine too.
With the looks of a doll and the charm of a girl next door, Julie can easily have anyone wrapped around her finger.
Your cat, who’s wary of strangers, immediately took a liking to her. Your friends who have come over and met her have asked for her to watch their kids or animals as well. As envious as you are of the attention she gets, you can’t help but be one of the victims of her spell too.
You just can’t be heinous to someone who’s nice and goes the extra mile for your pets.
The stares from your husband that lingers a little too long on her don’t go unnoticed though. It’s hard to decipher Julie’s body language when she catches his gaze but you confront them separately because things will only escalate if you dismiss everything that is deemed small and insignificant. Some people masquerade their intentions well behind a blank or stone cold face, so you can never be too safe.
Your husband denies staring but Julie is more truthful.
Except you had it all wrong.
Julie’s hand is tightly clamped over your mouth, muffling your moans and cries as her cock hits in all the right places. The confrontation has led to you being shoved onto the bed and your flimsy loungewear being torn off by the woman who actually had eyes on you. You can’t risk your husband hearing the maid fucking his wife’s brains out as he’s showering right above her bedroom, but she knows how to wield what she has—a feat that he has yet to achieve.
The guilt lingers in your chest but your cunt drips for her. The sheets are soaked in your essence, courtesy of her skillful mouth and fingers that wouldn’t stop bringing you to orgasm. The more you try to persuade her to stop, the harder she goes on you.
Because you both know that you don’t want her to stop.
The water cuts off, leaving the residence to be engulfed in silence. The smacks of hips clashing with every fervent thrust is like a pin dropping, causing the tightness in your chest and the pit of your stomach to swell. Your clammy hands clutch at the crumpled sheets beneath you, your walls closing in on her as she fucks you harder. You don’t have the conscience to stop her because god, you want this.
You need this.
She grins, her long hair curtained over your face as she hovers closer to you.
“You think I want your lame husband?,” she snickers.
Your eyes squeeze shut as your back arches.
“You clearly don’t want him either.”
There is no cue given, but her demeaning words bring you to ecstasy. Your eyes roll back when her thumb on your pulsing clit works you into overdrive. Your body spasms beneath her, tremors coursing through your limbs as you gush around her cock, further soiling the sheets. You can vaguely hear your husband calling for you in the kitchen but all you can focus on is Julie’s cock drilling you, and the filthy squelches of your cunt accepting the abuse.
Your heart rate picks up as his voice gets progressively louder but she is clearly unbothered. She has other priorities to fill.
Like you.
She buries her face in your neck. With a whine and a tremble, you shudder as warmth fills you. A shallow thrust pushes her release deeper, reaching depths that can taint and break you—just as she intends to.
You sink back into the mattress with a quiet sigh when she pulls out. Your head feels at the mess that you’ve both caused—figuratively and literally.
The man that you have sworn your heart and life to is on the other side of the door, never expecting his wife to cheat on him with their maid. You have committed the very act that you swore you would raise hell about, and a part of you feels shameful about the hypocrisy.
On the other hand, Julie is proud of her work. She grins as her cum seeps out of you: a testament to prove that the man is not always wanted.
“You don’t need him,” she taunts as she slides back into you, harder than ever.
Your eyes widen as she raises your legs and folds them over your chest, testing your flexibility.
“This pretty pussy is mine.”
Your mouth falls open after she bottoms out.
“And she clearly agrees.”
Weak. Shameful. Needy.
You can’t argue with her. You can only accept that you’re terribly wrong.
␥ g!p natty x fem!reader
␥ 963 words
🚨 SMUT, praise, unprotected, hair pulling, potential exhibitionism/public, college!au, creampie, squirting
␥ you, the quiet student who minds her own business, gets persuaded to follow one of your problematic peers to the school rooftop.
One thing about being the ‘quiet one’ is that you’re a fly on the wall to people’s conversations. Being the one who barely says a word allows you a peek into everyone else’s business.
Which is how you’re aware of the chaos and drama that happens between a group of two-faced nepo babies or two supposed ‘best friends’ where one is trying to take the other’s boyfriend away.
The drama proves that no one can be trusted, and that it’s best to mind your own business, learn the material, and graduate. But who knew that minding your own business could still lead you to trouble.
Natty, one of the many problematic peers you try to avoid, had approached you at the beginning of the week. As friendly as she was, you internally questioned why she would talk to you now when she has been in at least one class with you every semester. Nonetheless, you were certain that she just wanted to copy your work, and you couldn’t care enough to fight her off on it.
Except she didn’t want to copy off of you.
In fact, she didn’t want anything school-related from you.
A shallow thrust of her cock from behind pries your dripping cunt open and forces your chest up against the hard wall that you’re pinned against. You don’t know how you let her convince you to come up to the rooftop where any student could hear and see you but here you are, wrapped around Natty’s finger with your soiled panties tucked away in her pocket.
You whimper when she tugs at your hair, forcing your head back. Her laughter sends a chill down your spine as you’ve fallen prey to an attractive girl’s advances, but getting tangled up in bad business might—for once—be something you won’t regret.
Clearly, because you’re no longer trying to escape.
“What a beauty.” Her breathy remarks fan over your neck, goosebumps pricking your sensitive skin. “I’ve always wanted to feel what it’s like being inside you.”
Her grip on your roots tighten, igniting a sense of pain and pleasure that threatens to buckle your knees and fall at her mercy.
You’ve never thought of such a thing about anyone. You will acknowledge hot and beautiful women but never intended to jump on anyone for a piece of them. You’ve certainly never thought that anyone saw you in the same light. You may not be as observant as you thought you were.
But Natty gives off the vibe of someone who doesn’t stick around and makes moves on multiple women. You fully expect to be one of her many conquests, therefore not caring that this may be your only experience with her. You’re simply here in the moment, reveling in the way her cock makes you feel like there’s not enough room to spare.
In the midst of the heat, she slides out, filling you with momentary despair as she spins you around to face her. With your back to the wall, she raises your leg over her shoulder. Your flexibility somehow exists and is tested but with lust still burning in the pit of your belly, you don’t feel any discomfort. Your ample wetness grants her cock easy access and you heave a relieved sigh as she resumes fucking you.
“What a pretty girl,” she boasts with a smirk as her pace tests your balance. “So pretty dripping for me like this.”
The mess between your thighs can’t be denied. After coming once on her fingers, you can feel another impending wave in the distance. Natty has acquired enough experience—be it through various women or a lot of alone time—to know how to touch you and make you come. You can sense the rise of her ego as your noises become louder and more frequent. With your cunt threatening to resist her, she’s fucking you harder, knocking your back against the hard wall with each thrust of her hips.
“Na-Natty,” you whine, one hand clawing on the back of your thigh and the other digging into the wall behind you for balance.
Your legs begin trembling. The earth is taunting you below, ready to cushion a hard descent from the ecstasy that’s rushing through your limbs. Your eyes roll back as her thumb sneaks between both of your hips and flicks over your engorged clit. Just as you’re about to let out a shamelessly loud moan, the door to the rooftop slams open on the other side.
You immediately slap a hand over your mouth, but Natty doesn’t stop. She only grins and drills you harder. Whatever thought that crossed your mind is fucked out of you, and you suffer in the presence of your oblivious peers as you gush around her cock. You’re ready to slide down the wall but she keeps you propped up and uses you to her desire.
Each thrust forces spurts of your cum out, leaving your thighs and the cold hard ground in a messy puddle of your release. Your eyelids flutter open and you spectate Natty’s orgasm. Her hips stutter after she bottoms out inside you, stuffing you with a shallow thrust. Warmth floods your insides and your eyes roll back as she forces you to take it all in.
“God,” she grunts against your chest.
You hope that your peers don’t hear from the other side of the rooftop. That they don’t catch on to the ‘quiet one’ getting her brains fucked out by one of the sociable, troublemaking ones.
If word were to spread, you would have no choice but to transfer schools. But if that bridge needs to be crossed, you’ll do so when you get there.
For now, you simply accept the white hot release that’s flooding and dripping out of you.
✦ some han julie headcanons as your insatiable and flirty tutor.
✧˖°. cw! oblivious!reader, chem tutor!julie, semi-suggestive flirting, cocky julie, fluff, ft. karina of aespa, mild possessiveness, julie gets friendzoned (oop–), bed chem reference
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tutor!julie who was your seatmate before she started tutoring you. when you found out that if you failed another test you had to repeat the grade, julie heard your struggles and swooped in, "aww, what a sad grade. you need help, and lucky for you, i might just have a solution for you!"
tutor!julie who now tutors you every tuesday, thursday and saturday. you sip your boba as you sit down infront of her, dropping your bag down— ready to suffer due to chem for a whole two-three hours. lucky you.
tutor!julie who stands up to sit beside you, face inches away as she shows you the mistake you made in your homework. all you needed to do is to look to the side and you would kiss the other.
tutor!julie who constantly glances at you as you do your work, not even really pretending to look at what you're doing and you don't even notice it, making her think you're the cutest oblivious creature she's ever laid eyes on.
tutor!julie who tells you the library is overcrowded today, asking you if it's okay for her to come to your place for the session, "only if you're comfortable with me coming to yours, ofcourse!"
tutor!julie who makes a deal with you, for every test paper in which you score more than 80%, she'll take you to a treat. you disagree at first, she doesn't need to do this; but she insists, "this will give you motivation and a reason for us to hang out, don't you want that?"
tutor!julie who looks happy and like a proud tutor when you jump up and down as you got 80% and as she promised, you two go out to a new restaurant that just opened, "you did well, y/nie!"
tutor!julie who furrows her brows when she sees you laughing a little too prettily with karina, your hand grazing her arm occasionally, it drove julie mad.
tutor!julie who strides up to karina and tells her to keep distance with you to which she replies, "why should i listen to you? what's your relation with y/n?" julie leans in to whisper in karina's ear, "my soon-to-be girlfriend."
tutor!julie who admires you as you ramble on and on about how your day was while she grades the test paper you just gave, completely lost in your giggles and smiles.
tutor!julie who blows on your finger when you get a mere paper cut, the undeniable blush on your cheeks making her smirk, "feels better now, y/nie?"
tutor!julie who never misses a single opportunity to flirt with you. you blush and swat her away each time, never giving it much thought thinking she's flirty with everyone when she only ever gets this way with you.
tutor!julie who's always there to listen to you complain about everything and everyone, always agreeing to your opinions, even if she thinks they're just a little stupid.
tutor!julie who looks at you with love in her eyes, always getting made fun of because of it by her friends, "I don't love her, natty!" when she knows she's completely smitten by you.
tutor!julie who conveniently dyes her hair caramel brown when she hears you say your ideal type would be someone with light brown-ish hair, "what a coincidence!" you giggle, laughing along with her.
tutor!julie who walks you home after having a longer-than-expected study session saying you shouldn't go alone, especially when she's right here.
tutor!julie who tries dropping— super obvious to other people— hints, hoping you'll catch onto them, but when she overhears you refer to another friend that julie's your friend, she's never seen a human as dumb as you.
tutor!julie who finally has enough of trying to make you understand what she's trying to convey and ends up ranting about her love for you on a random friday when you two decided to have a movie marathon together.
tutor!julie who sees you have a sudden realization that she likes you in real time, her jaw hung open, "how are you this stupid?"
tutor!julie who pulls you into her lap, asking you out on a date. your cheeks are red as tomatoes and she can't hide the grin that's on her face, "you're alarmingly adorable, y/nie."
tutor!julie who now only refers to you as her bimbo girlfriend, her arm always on you. whether it be on your waist, intertwined with your hand or around your shoulder, physical touch is her love language.
tutor!julie who refuses to stop tutoring you, even though you're the second best in the subject in class, "you need practice and i'm going to teach you."
tutor!julie who comes to your place in the name of a study session, only for the two of you to not even open your textbooks, "i'll teach you bed chem."
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note :: this isn't the best cuz even though I made the tropes, I was expecting rockstar yuqi to win and I didn't really think of what to do if any of the others win and that's what happened, Julie won and I didn't wanna make yall wait so I made this. Not the worst honestly just a little cliché vibes imo, lmk what you think!!
