having her bent over the nearest surface as soon as we get home after listening to her whine and complain all day whilst we were out. stroking her pussy lightly through the fabric to watch her drip a little more, waiting until she loses it completely and begs for me to fuck her with my strap like the desperate girl she is.
i don’t care if it’s a strap. i said breed me. i want a butch to completely fill me up with their cock and their cum. wanna feel it dripping out of me afterwards as they apologize for cumming in me so fast. saying that they just couldn’t help it, i’m too tight and wet around them for them to pull out. fingering me when i’m leaking cum and making me lick it off their fingers.
a/n: fuck i need her (is it obvious i write about her when i’m really horny?)
“strip.” sevika leans over you gripping the couch on either side of your head. you never heard her enter, so you jump at the sudden utterance. after your hesitance sevika leans against your ear,
“get mommy’s dick. and strip.” you pussy pulsates at her command.
“yes, mommy.” you jump up from the couch; sevika swipes out her arm, snaking her hand around your waist. hooking her hand on your pajama shorts she pulls you in to a rough kiss. grabbing your chin and pulling it down, swiping her tongue along your bottom lip. moaning, you open your mouth letting her in.
sevika groans, mumbling against your mouth and grabbing your ass hard. “signal.”
reaching your hand to rest on sevika’s you breathlessly exhale, “green…green…” sevika continues kneading your ass, smacking it between harsh rubs.
“fuck—mommy, green… fucking green.” you flinch against each hit, your pussy soaking your shorts more and more. you peel off your shorts, only breaking the kiss to take off your shirt exposing your naked chest. sevika supplies another strong slap to your bare ass staring down at you through her dark eyes.
“i’m gonna fuck you stupid.” she gives you a slight push towards the room. you run into the room, returning moments later with sevika’s thick dark purple strap. sevika grabs your face, giving you a quick deep kiss. “good job, such a good girl.”
sevika sits on the couch, spreading her legs. “take off my clothes, pretty girl.” you place her strap on her side getting on your knees. you undo her belt, then ruffle up her shirt giving quick kisses across her toned stomach. going to unbutton her pants she stops you.
“do it with your teeth, and look at me while you do it.”
you nod. “yes ma’am.” biting the edge of her button, you use your tongue to push the button through its slit. sevika lets out a guttural moan, gently grabbing the back of your head.
“you look so pretty like this,” she fights back a moan, “so good at following directions.”
you bite the zipper of her jeans. stopping to give sevika your best puppy eyes scrunching your eyebrows and whimpering. sevika heartily laughs, knowing how badly you want her recognition.
you drag you mouth down, slowly unzipping her pants. once fully unzipped sevika lifts you up and sets you on the couch. from there, you watch her strip off her clothes and get into her harness. your bare cunt dripping onto the couch.
“come here, pretty girl.” sevika beckons you from the opposite side of the couch. without question you crawl over to her; as soon as you’re within reach sevika grabs you, your chest flush against her’s. your nipples pressing against sevika’s with delicious pressure. sevika spins and pins you to the wall.
“ready for me?”
“yes…yes, mommy! green! green, please fuck me!” your eyes sting with hot tears your lips trembling.
“so eager, huh? mommy’s gonna make you feel so good. just relax against me, ‘kay?” you nod letting your body go limp in her strong arms your back pressed against the wall.
sevika gradually sets you down on her girthy shaft, watching how your eyes get wider with every inch.
“s’fucking big mommy…. you’re so big.” grinding into her you rest your head on the wall.
“fuck you take me so well,” sevika weaves her hands under both of your legs. placing her hands against the wall on each side of your body. she coos, her dark eyes piercing your teary ones. “such a pretty girl. been waiting to fuck you all day, you’re gonna touch every wall in this room.”
you moan, not knowing what could be better than what’s about to happen to your already soaked pussy.
“signal.”
“green, mommy. green, green… green!” you frantically whimper in between words afraid of the impossible probability that sevika would misunderstand.
“good job using your words, pretty girl.” sevika roughly fucks up into you, your pussy already sloppy from all of her commands and praises. stuffing her face into your shoulder sevika sucks on the most sensitive part of your neck. you gasp,
“mark me up, nghh, i want everyone to know who i belong to—mmh!” turned on by your breathy moans, sevika lowly grunts in your ear.
“fuck—want everyone to know, baby. y’make mommy feel so fucking good!” sevika drills into your sopping pussy, hitting the deepest edges of your core.
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sevika made good on her promise, fucking you on every surface in the living room. after several rounds the items on the coffee table are stretched across the floor; various pillows and blankets from the couch pulled every which way. once again your back was against the wall. her fat dick abusing your aching cunt, your core buzzing from the result of multiple orgasms. the slick of your past climaxes collecting on both you and sevika’s thighs. sevika seemed to be fucking you until she was done.
“shit—” sevika huffs between thrust, “signal?”
“gr….green!” you sigh against her chest. you felt that intense pressure warming at the bottom of your core, but this time it felt different. the feeling of sevika punishing your still sensitive cunt was almost overwhelming. your core buzzing and legs trembling your back arches against the wall.
“ma—mommy!” you cry out, your shoulders shaking with sobs, your heart racing you grip onto her shoulders. “gonna cummm!”
“be a good girl, relax for me. mommy’s here.” sevika purrs into your ears. she can read your body like a book and knows exactly where you’re going.
the pressure releases as an explosion out of you. your brain goes completely blank and your vision blurs at the edges, tears staining your face. you squirt all over the both of you, spraying your stomach and her’s. sevika coaxes you through your high, only slowing after you’re done.
“that was so hot baby. you’re always so good for me. are you okay?”
“y…yes…. fucked me so good mommy.”
carrying your dazed body, sevika sets you softly on the couch, draping the blanket over you. she goes to grab a damp warm towel to clean the both of you off.
“let me take care of you now, okay?”
“thank you mommy.” you give her a fucked out grin.
sevika leans down to kiss your forehead, you angle your head to meet her lips. sevika goes to turn on the tv, then going to grab you a glass of ice water while your favorite show plays. she runs into the bedroom quickly putting on some loose pjs; when returning to the couch sevika orders your favorite takeout, petting your head as you rest your head on her lap.
the nights ends in the two of you falling asleep on the couch, surrounded by your favorite food as the tv softly playing your show that you will definitely have to replay tomorrow.
you start dating controversially older girlfriend!sevika not knowing what to expect and she turns out to be a sweetheart... and a freak in the sheets.
warnings: pwp, age gap, drunk sevika gets fucked by you, pre established consent, sevika’s in a dress guys 🥺, clothed sex, implied strap sex where reader dominated sevika, switch!sevika and switch!reader, somno, fluff, emotional vulnerability, fluff + smut, post sex talks and aftercare, reader’s first time dating a woman
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Your first time going out with her was the only time she worried about the age gap.
“I didn’t think you’d come but now that you’re here, I have no idea what to do.”
You sat there at the passenger side of the car, clutching your purse in hand. “Why? Did I do something wrong?”
“No, you’re like fuckin’ insanely pretty.”
“Oh!” Your cheeks flushed. “Thanks… you’re really good looking too.”
Sevika huffed a laugh and looked ahead, “sure. Where d’y’wanna go?”
You blinked. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothin’.”
You crossed your arms, faking a pout.
“First date and you’re already lying to my face.”
“It’s not…” Sevika grunted and held the steering wheel a bit tighter. “You’re so young, and pretty. And I’m— I feel old in comparison.”
You swallowed. The stark contrast between you both was starting to stand out to your eyes now. You’d never even notice if Sevika didn’t point that out because of how deeply you’d fallen for the other woman.
“Yeah.” You mumbled, reaching out a hand to take hers.
Sevika hesitated for a second but then she let you take her much bigger and scarred hand in yours. “You may be older in comparison, but there’s nothing wrong with that. People will judge anything they see.”
Sevika gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “And you’re a fuckin’ sweetheart, too.”
You giggled. “I try to be.”
Within the few weeks that passed of you both dating, Sevika had grown to trust you more than she’d ever trusted anyone. Consent was preestablished a long time ago.
“You look so good in that dress.” You said, grinning as she walked out of the changing room.
“You sure?” She checked her reflection in the mirror. Skeptical as always. “It’s a bit short.”
“Short is good.” You walked closer and grabbed her ass. “Mmm, plump.”
“Hey!” Sevika swatted your hand away. “There’s people in here!” She whispered.
“And?” You shrugged. “The hickeys on your neck are enough storytime.”
Sevika’s face turned an interesting deep shade of red as she subconsciously ran her fingers over her bruised neck skin. She looked back at her reflection.
“It’s pretty.” You said intently. “It’s very pretty, baby.”
Sevika’s ears pinked slightly at the casual pet name but she didn’t correct you. She didn’t need to. She turned and put your hands on her curvy waist.
“Okay, then. We can get it. Just cause you said it’s pretty.”
“Awww.” You pouted. “We should get it only if you like it though!”
“You like it, so I like it too.” Sevika smiled.
“Okay fine.”
Sevika chuckled and kissed your forehead before going back to the fitting room to put her clothes on. You waited outside, still thinking about how pretty she looked in that dress.
Hair slightly messy from running morning errands, hips and ass plump and accentuated, waist hugged by the shimmery fabric.
You wanted to take her out on a date right that second and spoil her.
Sevika walked out, the dress in hand, “let’s go pay.”
You nodded with a smile, little did Sevika know just how much the dress has affected your little brain.
-
Late that night, Sevika, who’d told you she was going out for some drinks with some friends, turned up outside your door with a drunken expression and slurred speech so bad you could barely even recognise the older woman.
Best of all? She wore the dress.
“Oh goodness.” You giggled and helped her in, “you wore that to get drinks with your friends?” You asked, stifling laughter.
“Nuh-uh.”
You blinked. “Hmm?”
“Wore it after I got back, and I thought of you.” She wrapped her arms around you, “so I’m here now!” She said cheerfully.
“Right, right.” You guided her to the couch, “sit her okay? I’ll get you some water.”
You turned. She grabbed your wrist and yanked you down.
“Sev—!”
You landed on her lap, ass on her thighs. She put one arm around your waist and held you there in place, trapped.
“Stay.”
You adjusted yourself to be comfortable. “Yeah? Fuck, you smell like alcohol.”
Sevika grinned before her hand travelled under the edge of your hoodie, warm hand trying to feel your bare body. You caught her wrist.
“Hey, you’re drunk…”
“We talked about this, remember?” Sevika said softly. “If you don’t wanna, tell me and I’ll—”
“No, I do wanna.” You said, letting go of her wrist.
Sevika’s eyes fluttered down to your lips and she slowly leaned in. Warm, dark lips met yours and you kissed her deeply, both hands holding her jaw, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on her skin as she kissed you deeper.
You moved closer, kissing her more as you felt her hand reaching around for your bra strap.
You parted. “Bedroom?”
“Yeah…”
You guided her to your bedroom, opening the door so she could go through. You followed her in and pushed her down before she could even react.
Her drunk mind was too slow to catch on as you straddled her waist and grabbed the spaghetti strap of the dress.
“You look like such a fucking mess right now.” You pulled it down just a bit, “my mess.”
Undressing her would be a struggle so you opted for a substitute. You fucked her clothed. You pulled the edge of the dress up, pushing her panties to the side. She was drenched.
“You’re so needy for me, baby.” You whispered and quickly reached away to get a toy.
You grabbed the first dildo you could find in the little box of sex toys you kept hidden away in your closet, and climbed back between Sevika’s legs. The bulbous head of it pressed against her sopping wet entrance for just a second before with a loud— schlik!— it went inside.
Sevika moaned, loud and deep.
“That’s it, baby. That’s my good girl.” You praised as you worked the dildo in and out of her pussy.
The length of the shaft was covered in her pussy juices within a few seconds of this, her legs spreading out wider to give you more access. You pushed it in all the way to the base before pulling it out entirely.
“Such a good girl for me, you make me wanna reward you all night.”
“Then do so, please…” Sevika slurred.
“I will.”
Your other hand found her clit, rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves until her legs tried to close to try to stop you.
Sevika made a squeak-like sound and squirmed. “That’s too much, t-too much!”
“You can take it, baby.” You said gently and pressed on her clit.
She gasped, grabbing the sheets tightly. Her back raised off the mattress and she came around the dildo.
Your eyes widened slightly. “Oooh, y’came faster than expected.”
She looked away, eyes narrowed, cheeks so flushed she could function as a traffic signal. “I don’t— I’m not… I’m not that sensitive.” She said, voice barely even coherent anymore.
You smirked slightly. “Yeah? You seem pretty sensitive to me tonight. Especially right now.”
“But I’m nooooot!” Sevika insisted.
Wordlessly, you got up, and walked towards the closet again. You were going to dick her down. Right fucking now.
The next morning you stood at the kitchen counter, quietly making breakfast. Yesterday’s memories stuck to you like superglue. You couldn’t forget what had happened. What if you’d taken advantage of Sevika?
You both did talk about this before… but still, it didn’t feel right although in the moment you both seemed to enjoy the sex. You put the plate on a tray and walked to the bedroom.
Sevika was awake, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
“Hey, baby…”
“Hey,” Sevika replied, groggy, “y’sleep well?”
“Yeah.” You sat by her side, and put the tray down. “Did you sleep well?”
“Mhm.” She looked at the tray, then smiled. “You really didn’t have to.”
Her eyes moved to the dress on the floor along with her underwear. For a moment your heart dropped down to your stomach as you watched Sevika slowly remembering everything that happened the night before.
“Baby…” you began, “look, please don’t be mad. I just thought it was okay because we talked about it before and—”
Sevika put her hand over yours, rubbing her thumb on the back of your palm, “hey, I’m not mad.”
“You aren’t?”
“Nah,” she pulled you closer.
The tray rattled a little as the mattress moved.
“It’s a little fucked up.” She said then smirked. “I don’t hate it.”
And with that, she kissed you. Her grip tightened a little on your waist as the kiss deepened. Her other hand caught the side of your neck and moved to the back to anchor your head against her, allowing Sevika to control the kiss.
You both parted. You giggled faintly.
“That’s a nice way to start the morning.”
“Yeah?” Sevika looked at the breakfast tray, “breakfast in bed, huh? You’re spoilin’ me.”
“You deserve to be spoiled every once a while if not all the damn time.” You replied.
“Maybe.”
You huffed a sigh, “something about you makes me wonder if you’ve ever been treated right in your past relationships.”
Sevika reached down to pull the tray up, balancing it on her knees. “I haven’t really dated before.”
You stared at her dumbly. “What?”
“I mean, I did.” She paused. “But those were more like flings than actual relationships.”
“Oh…” you watched her eat quietly, her words sinking in. “So no one’s wanted you for you? It was all just sex?”
Sevika nodded solemnly.
“But you just let them do that?”
Sevika held out a piece of toast for you. You smiled a little and leaned in, biting the edge.
“When you’re alone a lot, you’ll crave company even if it’s just sex.”
For a while, silence settled between you both. You watched her eat quietly, eating whenever she fed you.
“But it’s not just sex with me, right?”
“Oh hell no.” Sevika looked at you right in the eye, “you’re more than sex. You’re more than just a girlfriend to me.”
That made your face heat up a little.
“Oh?”
Sevika’s eyes widened. The gravity of her words dawned on her.
“Y’know what I mean…”
“I don’t.” You said with a playful grin.
“Sure, you don’t…”
“Tell me!” You scooted closer.
Sevika grabbed your chin with one hand and stuffed toast in your mouth with the other, “eat.”
But you knew you’d eventually find out.
-
The afternoon melted into something warmer. It was summertime. You and Sevika were tangled up in bed, bodies bare.
You felt her hand slowly curling around your body, hooking around your waist and bringing you in close. You smiled to yourself in your sleep and let her bring you closer. Her bare breasts pressed against your back. You didn’t care to create distance. You liked the feeling of her warm body against your back.
Sevika moved your legs apart slowly.
Two fingers slowly pumped into your pussy, coercing your wetness to act as lube. You whimpered in your sleep, clutching your pillow as you felt Sevika’s thick digits penetrating your tight hole.
“That’s it, baby. Such a pretty pussy for me.” Her fingers scissored inside, stretching you out.
Something about the way you laid there in bed, all vulnerable to her touch, and didn’t fight back or stir awake— it turned Sevika on more than she could ever explain.
“That’s my baby’s pretty cunt,” she curled her digits again.
Your pussy made a wet sound, clenching subconsciously around her fingers.
Sevika cursed under her breath, you looked so fucking beautiful. Asleep, unaware she was using your body up like this.
“Shit.”
She watched how your clit throbbed. Wetness seeped down your inner thighs and created a little mess on the sheets underneath. Sweat ran down the valley of your tits. If anything that turned Sevika on more.
“Cum for me, pretty…”
It took you only a few seconds to oblige even while you were asleep. You belonged to Sevika, and it was so evident in the way your body listened to her. She pulled her fingers out slowly to watch the way your cum dribbled down her digits. She held them up, watching the liquids string down to your body and trickle down your inner thighs.
“Pretty filthy baby.”
When you came to, Sevika was wiping you clean with a damp towel. She smiled slightly when she watched you rubbing the sleep out of your eyes using the heel of your palm.
“What’re you doin’?”
Sevika put the towel aside, and rubbed your thighs idly, massaging them soothingly, “let’s just say… I had fun with you while you slept.”
“Huh..?”
Sevika nodded to your crotch. Your cheeks flushed red.
“Oh my god. You’re such a pervert.”
“Maybe.” Sevika finished cleaning you up and got up, “I’m ordering dinner. What do you want?”
“Ordering takeout?” You asked, blinking at her.
“Yeah, it’s just food.”
“Fuck. I love you.”
Sevika huffed a laugh, “it’s just food.”
“Food is THE way to my heart.”
“Love you too, babydoll.” She said before grabbing her phone from the bedstand, and laying by you so you both could order together.
Sevika was easily different from everyone else you’d dated before. The difference was so stark you didn’t even have to put them side by side to point out how Sevika took care of you after sex, unlike all your past relationships. She didn’t just throw a rag at you and tell you to clean up, she sat by you and fed you as you both laughed at something that played on the television. She didn’t act like she was being forced to do it all. She genuinely wanted to take care of you.
“Sev?”
“Hmm?” She looked at you.
The TV continued to play in the background, now just white noise as everything seemed to slow down around you both. You smiled slightly.
“You mean the world to me.”
Sevika’s mouth went dry, not from shock, but from speechlessness. No one had ever said that to her. She swallowed thickly and carefully placed her hand on top of yours— a reassuring squeeze.
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