jj making stargirl!reader squirt nonstop
tw: overstim, fingering, dacryphila, squirting, multiple orgasms, explicit themes/language
based on this p!link: jj finger fucks stargirl!reader until she squirts (repeatedly)
a/n: desperately need this to happen to me fr (have to be signed into twitter/x to access link)
jj had you on your back in your white lace lingerie, but the lace was already soaked through—clinging to your skin in all the ways that made his smirk deepen.
“fuck, angel,” he muttered, sliding two fingers inside you again, slow at first, teasing. “you’re already dripping. haven’t even gotten started yet.”
your thighs clenched as he began working you faster, curling his fingers upward. he pressed his palm down on your stomach, keeping you pinned when you tried to arch.
“uh-uh,” jj taunted, his hair falling in his eyes as he thrust deeper. “stay right here. you’re not going anywhere till i say so.”
the first orgasm hit fast—too fast—your body jerking as his knuckles brushed your clit with every curl. you cried out his name, gasping when liquid sprayed across his hand.
jj groaned. “that’s my messy girl. but we’re nowhere near done.”
he shifted, angling his fingers downward this time, dragging against a new spot that made your legs twitch violently. your sobs filled the room, and he kissed the corner of your mouth softly, a cruel contrast to how brutal his hand was.
“hurts so good, huh?” he whispered. “don’t hold it back—give it to me.”
you came again, harder, wetter, squirting until the sheets were ruined beneath you. tears streaked your cheeks, but JJ only pressed his hand flat to your hips, holding you down when you tried to twist away.
“stay open, ma. don’t hide from me.” he shifted again, this time scissoring his fingers, stretching you until your moans broke into sobs. his thumb rubbed harsh circles over your clit, and you completely unraveled—another wave crashing through you, body shaking uncontrollably.
jj laughed low, kissing your damp cheek. “three already, and you’re still so fucking tight around me.”
he didn’t stop. he twisted his wrist, pumping at a new angle, his palm grinding right against your swollen clit now. you screamed, tears spilling faster, your hips bucking helplessly against his hand.
“oh, that’s it. that’s the one.” his voice cracked with arousal, watching you squirm. “look at you crying for me, my perfect little angel.”
the fourth orgasm tore through you violently, squirting down his wrist, soaking your thighs. You tried to shove at his arm, weakly whining “jj, please,” but he only pressed a kiss to your temple.
“one more,” he demanded, relentless. “give me one more and i’ll let you breathe.”
he angled his fingers just right, rubbing deeper, harder, until you were convulsing—your body giving up entirely as a final orgasm ripped through you, loud, messy, broken.
jj finally slowed, easing his fingers out of you, your thighs still trembling. he kissed your tear-stained cheeks, gathering you against his chest as if you hadn’t just drenched him.
“my ruined lavagirl,” he murmured, licking his fingers clean with a groan. “you don’t even know how fucking perfect you are like this.”
your body was already shaking from the fifth orgasm, but jj wasn’t even close to done. (the boy changes his mind like horton hears a who) his hand slid back down between your thighs, fingers glistening from the mess you’d made.
“j-jj i c-can’t—” your voice cracked, tears spilling as you tried to squirm away.
“yes, you can,” he rasped, holding your hips down with one arm, slipping three fingers inside this time, curling them so deep you saw stars. “you’re gonna give me every single drop you’ve got.”
you screamed when he found that spot again, his thumb grinding mercilessly over your clit. your legs kicked, your stomach tensed, but his strength kept you trapped. the orgasm tore through you like lightning, your body convulsing, squirting over his hand again.
“that’s six,” jj grinned, breathless himself. “look at my baby soaking the bed for me. you’re a fucking dream.”
you whimpered, babbling something incoherent, tears running hot down your face. jj’s chest ached at the sight but his cock twitched at how wrecked you looked. He kissed you sweetly, whispering against your lips, “I know, sweetheart. one more. just one more for me.”
he shifted, dragging your hips up onto his lap so he could finger you from below, deeper, harsher. every thrust of his wrist had your back bowing, your thighs quivering violently.
you sobbed his name, shaking your head, but the pleasure was unbearable—white-hot, unending.
“thats it, mama. let go. don’t fight it.”
you broke completely—screaming as your body released, squirting harder than you thought possible, soaking his chest and the sheets beneath you. your whole body went limp after, trembling in aftershocks, head falling against his shoulder.
jj slowed finally, stroking your sides, whispering praises into your ear. “seven. my perfect girl gave me seven.”
he kissed the tears off your cheeks, still holding you down gently as your body twitched. “so fucking beautiful when you’re ruined. nobody’s ever gonna touch you like this but me.”
