sypnosis ♱ a week after encountering the dancer, you return to the club for some fun; and damn is she happy to see you.
warnings ♱ 1k+ words, more riding, ot5 kats, more sloppy makeouts, oral and fingering(r receiving), praise, dirty talk, ab riding, fem!reader, whiny!reader, face fucking.
song choices ♱ hard part by teyana taylor ft lucky daye, rocket by beyoncé.
sophia practically jumped when you came back in, smile wide when you waved shyly at her.
“glad to see you back, mahal.”
she said, giving your cheek a kiss before leading you back to her private room, the smell of lavender invading you.
you let her guide you back to that same chair, a smirk on your face when she settled onto your lap.
“this feels familiar, right?”
you joked, yelping when she slapped you arm.
“ey, what was that for?!” “for playing around, dumbass.”
she responded, her playful demeanor gone with as you inched closer to her.
you mumbled, meshing your lips with sophia’s. the dancer accepted it, hands creeping up the back of your neck. her tongue was already in your mouth, swiping against your own as she ground down onto your pulsing cunt, knee in between your legs.
her lips began to travel down your neck. you moaned at her soft lips, hands squeezing her hips when she left a mark on that one spot above your collarbone.
“you like that? like when i use you?”
she said. you nodded, pleasure filling your body when she pressed her knee forward into your cunt.
your breasts were exposed when sophia took off your shirt and bra, body tensing at the cold.
“this beautiful body, all for me?”
she asked you, running a hand from the valley of your breasts down to your lower abdomen.
you whimpered, a moan slipping from your throat as sophia pinched your nipples and kissed them, taking your right one in her mouth.
“i’ll give you just as good a time as last time, mahal.”
manon smirked when she saw you in the corner, bottle of beer in your hand as you caught her eye. “that brings memories, huh?” she said, causing both of you to laugh.
“yeah, it does. why, you wanna make more?”
you asked, your faces getting closer to each other.
manon took the beer lightly out of your hands, drinking the rest before setting it down on the counter.
she took your hand, making her way to that familiar room you knew all to well. however there was a new addition to it.
“a couch, manon? really?”
you said, eyes full of confusion. she just smiled, doe eyes looking up at you.
“what? it’s so i can fuck you better.” damn.
you stuttered, mind blank when she shoved you onto the furniture. she climbed into your lap, hands on your stomach as she began to grind her hips onto you.
“this is better, yeah? we have more—ah—access to each other.”
she moaned, your hands squeezing her ass, setting the rhythm. you yanked your own shirt off, giving her more access to you. she pulled off her shorts and panties, moving up to kiss you.
“so good for me, y/n…always knowing how i want you.”
she said, lowering her wet pussy onto your abs. they flexed underneath manon, causing a groan from both of you.
you interlocked your hands, letting her set the pace as pleasure shot through your body. she rode you so nicely, her hips snapping forward to feel more of you. the ghanaian leaned forward to kiss you, tongue invading your mouth.
she whispered, hips going round in circles.
“do it, make a mess on me.”
you said. her cheeks went red, a rather loud moan coming from her mouth as she let go on your stomach.
she collected some of it, bringing her fingers to your lips.
“here, baby. taste how good you make me feel. think you can do it again?”
just like when you first met her, daniela was quiet when she saw you at the club again. but she wasn’t mad; rather, she wanted to jump at you right then and there and kiss you.
but she kept her composure, shooting you a dangerous look as she walked back to her room.
you followed suit, pussy already craving her touch.
“i thought you’d be back here, amor.”
the latina said when you closed the door. her finger creeped to your belt loop, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, all tongue.
“mmm, bet you missed this, huh?” she mumbled into your mouth, making you sit on the floor.
“what, you got tired of that chair?”
you said, immediately shutting up when daniela put her hands on your shoulders.
“no—i just want to fuck your face.”
daniela positioned herself on top of your face, her cunt right above your lips.
“ready baby?” she asked. “mhm…”
you mumbled, mouth open when she settled on top of you.
a string of moans came from the latina, pleasure erupting her folds as you kissed and licked them.
“yes, fuck, j-just like that baby, shit!”
daniela groaned, hands on the wall as you made her feel good. your tongue swiped her folds, slipping in and out of her cunt. she ground her hips down, desperate for some friction.
when daniela came she came hard, and you swallowed every drop. she got off of you, lowering herself to your own cunt.
“i think it’s time for your reward, hm?”
you whimpered at her light touch, her fingers circling your clit. they stretched you perfectly, your hands flying to her back for some control.
“yeah, feel that? your cunt feels so good wrapped around my fingers, take it all…”
you said, a moan ripping form your throat when she pushed three fingers into you.
“look at you, such a mess for me.”
she said, closing her mouth around your nipple.
“no one else gets this, alright? you’re mine, mi vida.”
lara was overjoyed when you returned, wrapping her arms around your neck when you sat down. she didn’t care that several people could see you; she wanted them to know who you belonged to.
and you did not mind, wrapping your arms around her waist, face buried in her neck.
“someone’s excited to see me”
you teased the girl, pulling back to gaze at her face.
she teased back, interlocking your hands together as she led you to her room. a warm smile appeared on your lips when you saw that familiar chair.
“the memories with this thing, huh?”
you said, nudging the girl’s shoulder. she rolled her eyes, pushing you to sit in it.
“we’re about to make more. spread your legs f’me, yeah?.”
she demanded. you gladly did so, the woman tilting your chin up to kiss you.
it was so sloppy, yet so full of love. lara let one of her hands travel down, rubbing your clit through your pants.
you whimpered at the feeling, hands tangling in her hair. you tugged on it when she bit your lower lip, getting a groan out of her as she lowered her lips down your body.
it was like she was tracing a path with them; leaving kitten kisses on your breasts, stomach, pelvis, right above your cunt.
you nodded, pleasure hitting instantly when she slipped her tongue in between your folds.
you whined at the action, lara’s tongue darting in and out of your pussy, a finger circling your clit as she sucked and licked at you.
“you look so good y/n, falling apart for me so easily…”
she hummed onto your clit, making you shudder.
you eventually came, lara swallowing it before gathering some by your thighs, putting them to your mouth. you sucked the taste of you off of her, letting her climb on top of you as she positioned herself onto your lap.
“you might end up coming home with me after i ruin you.”
oh megan was sooo giddy when she saw you walk in. if she was a puppy her tail would’ve been wagging, excitement uncontainable as she took your hand and guided to the back.
“seems you’ve cleaned this up a bit, yeah?”
you asked the girl, her room now spotless, red lights low as you sat on the new couch she had.
“you could say that. but i only cleaned this up for you.”
megan said, already kissing you when you sat down, pinning your hands above your head as she grinded her hips onto you.
“i’ve been waiting so long for you…and you show up looking exactly how i thought.”
“what’s that mei?” “my slut, baby”
she said, kissing and biting your pulse point as she shoved your bottoms and panties down, slick already gathering in between your inner thighs.
megan stuck two fingers into your pussy, thrusting in and out at a harsh pace. you yelped at the action, nails grabbing at her shoulders as she pleasured you.
“look at you, so helpless to my touch. tell me, y/n, who can make you like this?”
megan urged you to answer, her fingers hitting that spot in your pussy.
“y-you megan, only y-you…shit!”
you came with a loud whine, white release seeping down her hand.
megan smirked at you, licking some off of her hand.
“you still taste so good….always a good girl for me, hm?”
you nodded, your body practically puddy in megan’s hands. she finally settled into your lap, grinding her hips onto yours.
“feel s’good meg…ah—hah-“
you moaned, megan moving her hips to meet your abs, the feeling sensational.
“now, while i give you a good time, you’re still gon’ do what i say, ok baby?”
tags: @artistwitchgirl, @lesbianfxckinganthem, @bitchesbrokenpromises, @gabsrevival, @fein4lararaj, @av4nzini.
