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just crossposting my x f!reader fics and moodboard for my fics :].
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(part 2) smau: your ex-wife baran al-hashimi
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🔞smau masterlist: your ex-wife baran al-hashimi
tags: ex-wives; dayshift attending!baran al-hashimi x nurse practitioner f!reader. you’re fooling around with cassie mckay. jealous baran al-hashimi. pittlings crack. cassie mcstrap. crashtos friendship. minor mcvadi. minor garsantos.
a/n: req from ask. crosspost! forgot i have an old ipad lol. read @ ao3 🔒
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welp now im crossposting this got long lol.
— ♡ mcvadi date night.
cassie's staring her all up while she takes selfies before they go out.
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victoria was trying out a new style. something daring, something that will make the older one crazy. when cassie arrived at javadi's place, she was surprised, it's almost like she's different person.
"you look so good" cassie says, closing the door behind her, tongue-tied at the view. her gaze going down on javadi's cleavage, gulping at the sight of it.
seeing cassie's reaction made javadi confident, she wanted to tease cassie more. "wait i want to take a selfie first" she cupped cassie's hands before pulling away.
cassie parted her lips at the sight of victoria's hips swaying as she walk towards the sofa to grab her phone. she gazed at how the cloth hugged her body. she's almost jealous how it's holding her tightly in place. she feels herself getting hot at the thought of her hands holding her, roaming victoria's body, taking those skin-tight clothes off.
she shook her head, taking off her suit, hoping the hotness she felt is probably because of it. it revealed her laced camisole, taking it off made the thin fabric brush her nipples, stimulating enough to make it hard.
cassie cursed herself at how sensitive she is. she looked at victoria who had her glasses on and was taking selfies. victoria knew what she was doing. she took a picture from an upper angle, highlighting her cleavage, her glasses hang low on her nose bridge while her doe-eyes darted at the phone.
she showed it to cassie asking if it looked good. cassie just nodded, unable to form a coherent word. her mind already dreaming how she wants to bury her face on victoria's breasts, probably even marking it up.
it took a lot of restraint but when cassie watch vic fix her top, pulling at the strap, making her boobs lightly bounce, it was enough to make her break.
she pull victoria in for a kiss-- hungry, desperate for the younger's lips. she wanted to devour her right then and there. her hands grabbed victoria's boobs, cupping them, it made her whimper on cassie's mouth, her core pooling with wetness already, then cassie's hands trailed down her ass, squeezing them.
"wait," victoria says in between kisses, "don't want to ruin our make-up." she says pulling away. fixing their clothes.
"right-, yeah-," cassie stammers, wiping her lip, victoria went to the sofa to grab her purse, sending a chat before putting her phone in it. cassie's phone vibrated, looking at the picture victoria sent, it was the selfie she took earlier.
"let's go, im hungry" she says, letting out a huge sigh before putting her phone in the pocket.
oh they were hungry all right.
a/n: this is a repost (+rephrased to an essay type), i rb to bump that post, but whenever i do, my other old posts get bumped? not sure what’s up with that. can you can see that post? anyway, its your gf!mckay x afab!reader. praises/suggestive/nsfw below.
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it’s been a while since you your gf cassie invited you to work out with her. insisting she won't distract you this time. you agree even if she does whenever you work out together.
you’d go together after your shift, luckily the gym isn’t crowded. you both go separate ways but help each other spotting or when you’d go to her bench to drink water.
she’d usually suck on her necklace while she does her workouts, her ponytailed hair sways as she does squats. you admit, you like watching her from afar doing machine workouts.
“come here, baby let’s see how strong ive gotten” she’d taunt at you while she does hips thrusts, inviting you to sit on her thighs to show off how strong she is, she’ll even wink at you and you’ll roll your eyes at how cocky she is.
while doing your workouts, cassie would try to be subtle about oggling you while you do RDLs and squats, admiring how you move. you'd see her on a bench, 'resting', playing with her necklace, and just smirking.
“can you spot me?” you’d ask going up to her and she’d agree with no hesitation.
she’d spot you while you try your personal record, encouraging you, "you can do it, baby".
her bribing you with rewards, whispering, "if you do this, i'll let you eat me out."
her words would send shivers down your spine, once you hit your PR, she’d shower you with praises "you did it!";"im so proud of you"; "good girl" while tapping your back.
after workout, you both help each other do some stretches, one of her favorites is helping you stretch out your legs by pushing them back so you stretch your glutes, she’ll even squish your ass just to tease you.
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once you get home, cassie would slump on your apartment floor after. you'd drag her so you can shower together. she'll join you happily and scrub each other's bodies sensually.
she already prepared your post-workout meals since she knows you both need to eat properly to recover. you quickly finish your meals and cassie's ears perked up when you ask for your 'reward' as dessert.
she'd drag you to the bedroom and push you on the bed to sit on your face. her thick thighs squish you as she sits.
her grinding on your tongue while she praises you for hitting PR.
"such a good girl hitting that PR, now be a good girl and let me use your tongue"
cassie who'd help herself get off on your tongue. she'd ask if you can breathe, and you'll mumble a nod. once she knows you're okay, she'll mercilessly ride your tongue. she’d exhale a moan as she squishes your face with her legs while she orgasms.
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she'll wait a day or two when you whine about having sore legs. then, like clockwork, she'll volunteer to massage them. her hands slowly caressing you, mindful of what's tender. squeezing them tightly enough to release some tension. her naughty hands trail your inner thighs to feel your center wet. she'd innocently ask:
"what's this? you got wet from my massage?", knowing it's her intention, she wanted you wet and needy.
she’ll help you take off your underwear, and inspect your pussy that's already dripping with slick, even spreading the wetness on your clit, playing with it as she circles your clit, rubbing it gently.
she’d wait for you to beg, to insert her fingers already and stop with the teasing. she'll make you suck your fingers, then saying:
"see how good you taste?" before inserting it on your needy cunt.
cassie who'd take advantage of your sore legs. finger fucking you and eating you out till you push her away, but you're too weak and too sore, so she'll keep sucking your clit till you're overstimulated and limp. you grab a fistful of her hair, legs shaking while you orgasm. she loves feeling your walls clench on her fingers.
after you're spent, she'll shower you with kisses and say it's to help your muscles 'relax and recover'.
she'd kiss you goodnight and tell you she can't wait for your next 'workout' with her.
sugar mommy dr. emery walsh x f!reader
tags: oneshot. dayshift-surgeon!emery walsh x camgirl/sugarbaby!reader. rating M so mdni. walsh spoiling u while u touch yourself. dirty talk, praise kink. bad with tags
wc: 1.7k+ words
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it was one of those days where the surgeon felt bored and pent up when she thought of searching those sites where you give money for sexual favours.
she overhead one of her residents talking about it and it piqued her interest.
she was curious enough to search it on the web. she knows the depravity of it but she can't help it. she's too tired to date, too tired to give in to a domestic life with someone, especially when she's at the peak of her career.
plus, it's fair game, she reassures herself. it's a 'service' she's paying. she's not taking advantage of anyone. what more, she's probably helping other people.
shock is an understatement when she opened the site. there were so many people trying to give, and naturally, there were so many people wanting to spend here; it made her feel less guilty about opening that kind of website.
she narrowed down her searches to her location, she wanted to meet someone near, someone she could use in an instant.
scroll. opened a profile. too far.
scroll.
look at profile. not her type.
scroll.
look at profile. sent a message, user is still offline.
scroll.
look at profile. no other pictures. maybe a scam
scroll.
it took her a few minutes before she stumbled on your profile.
'this one's kind of nice' she thought, she immediately sent you a message. luckily, you were livestreaming, doomscrolling since it was a slow day for you. the notification popped up from 'lookingforsugar' site.
"hey, you look like you'll give me a good time ;)" the message read.
"hii im live here camgirllivedotdotcom" you replied, not paying attention to it.
walsh was still scrolling the site when she received your reply. she opened the link and saw you.
you were wearing a red lingerie, complementing your skin tone. it tightly wraps your sun-kissed skin, and she can see the trace of your hardened nipple on its fabric. you were lying on your side, and the camera only showed half of your face, you were staring at the phone.
emery gulped at the sight of you. the surgeon felt something aching on her core . she typed in to chat, but it was blocked by a pop-up.
'error: you need to create an account to message in the stream.'
walsh cursed herself, already excited to message you, she quickly made an account, linking her bank account, ready to spend it on you.
scalpelwlsh: hey pretty girl, nice lingerie.
a beep notification from the live woke you up from your phone, you look at your laptop and saw the message. before you can say your thanks, another message popped up.
scalpelwlsh: nicer if u take them off
you smirked, this one's straight to the point, exactly how you want to be told.
of course, you needed to tease her, you needed to put on a show, you squeeze your clothed breasts, you flicked your right nipple, and you whimpered at the sensation.
"this one?" you asked. looking for her assurance.
scalpelwlsh: *sent $20 *yes. off.
this one's nice, you thought. you reached for your back and unclasped the hook of your bra, revealing your bare breasts, flicking your nipples, you moan at the sensation.
on the other side of the screen, dr. walsh was already finger deep in herself. circling her throbbing clit at the sight of you.
she was pent up; it's been a while since she touched herself, and looking at your body was enough to send her to the edge.
"ugh, this is making me wet," you said teasingly, flicking the waistband of your panty.
scalpelwlsh: *sent $100* OFF
you sat up to pull your panties down. once it's off, you spread your legs in front of the screen, folds glistening as you circle your clit.
scalpelwlsh: such a good girl for me
scalpelwlsh: *sent $100* keep fucking yourself till u cum, want to hear u moan.
you chuckled at the message. her command was direct, and you followed suit. you trail your fingers in your cunt, it was already dripping. you put two fingers in to fuck yourself while playing with your nipples.
walsh, who was doing the same, followed the rhythm of your fingers as she fucked herself. your moans are echoing in her room from her laptop. it didn't take long till you both came at the same time.
scalpelwlsh: *sent $100* such a pretty pussy, i bet it'd feel good on my fingers.
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the set-up went up for weeks, walsh would miss a couple of your streams, and you took notice of it. she was always your biggest spender and apart from that, her requests always make you feel good.
despite walsh's intention of meeting someone right away, she actually felt satisfied sending money and getting off online. plus, she was always busy at work, watching you at her screen before sleeping was enough for her.
not until that one night. walsh was doing a 16-hour shift. she was supervising a teaching case and the resident fucked up. apart from that, the anesthesiologist were trying to rush the case so it would be safe for the patient.
frustrated, emery just took over the whole case when it was supposed to be a teaching case.
"i have to do everything around here!" she said while fixing up the patient. the whole OR, quiet, as she finished it up in record time of 45 minutes.
after the surgery, her frustration lingered. it wasn't enough to berate her residents; she was ready to take it out on someone. naturally, her mind thought of you.
when she came home, it was already late, and you had finished streaming. she thought of the site where to message you.
a message from 'lookingforsugardotdotcom' popped in:
emscalpel: "missed your stream, wanna meet?"
you saw the message history where you sent your livestream link. then it clicked.
the word 'scalpel' triggered you, scalpel, you recognize that username, scalpelwlsh, it was the same person, you thought, because who would have their username as scalpel, it's probably her.
"hey im down, but can we set up a call first?"
"yeah, sure."
you went ahead and set up a call with her. a private one. you admit this excited you, it's been a while since someone took you out. plus, you're curious about her. it's a good feeling to put a face on someone who's sent thousands of dollars just to see you pleasuring yourself.
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walsh just finished showering. she couldn't dry her hair completely. she was excited to see you again, even if it's just a video call, a private one. she threw on a white shirt and a couple of gold chains to accessorize. somehow, she felt like she was going on a date, even if it was the opposite.
it felt formal, you were on your laptop so the screen is bigger when you see her face. walsh thought the same, seeing you on the phone wouldn't cut it.
you called her, it rang a couple of times before she answered. the screen flickered when she entered the call. then, you saw her. she was beautiful, her curls falling before her shoulders; it looked a bit damp, like she had just taken a shower. you were enamored by her beauty when she started speaking.
"hey, so this is actually the first time im doing this"
emery opened up. her voice was silky hot, your thought immediately went to how her voice would sound like saying the commands she sends on your live stream.
"that's okay, what's your name? scalpel?" you joked, and she laughed.
"emery" she said, her voice airy and raspy.
"but you can call me mommy, or daddy" she added. leaning on the screen and smirking. your stomach fluttered, and you felt your clit pulsed by her remark.
it was her first time, and it didn't feel like it. she was composed about meeting you. she seemed confident, and somehow that turned you on.
she cracked a couple of jokes at you, and you find it cute that her eyes disappear when she smiles.
you explained that it was a pay-per-meet basis. you named your price, and she brush it off. she didn't even try to haggle, which was normal with your customers. you grew more curious about her, and you can't wait to find out on the date. she asked for your payment details, and you did.
after the call, you received the payment.
"emery walsh sent you $1000"
it was more than you asked for. you were about to say your thanks when another notification popped up.
"emery walsh sent you $1000"
you were speechless; she really was spoiling you. you thank whoever sent her from the sky, because she might as well be an angel.
"wear something nice, okay? see you"
emery texted. you immediately went looking at shopping sites, browsing at dresses and even lingerie to get ready for the date.
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going to the restaurant was nerve-wracking, it's been a while since you got taken out, but of course, you didn't want to fall flat. as promised, you wore a tight-fitting dress to highlight your curves.
emery reveled at the sight of you, satisfied with how you presented yourself to her. emery, on the other hand, wore a cream suit with a dark brown laced-singlet inside it. her hair half parted by a claw clip, with her curls falling on the side of her face. she looked more beautiful in person.
"so dine and fuck, then i'll get my dessert later." she whispered in your ear, smirking at you. she held your waist and led you to the restaurant. her hands low on your waist, almost feeling your backside as you sit on the table.
you let emery pick the restaurant. it was a cozy candle-lit dinner. it's perfect, it looked like you two were just going on a date, she's perfect.
while eating dinner, you talked about the arrangement, how you can meet once a week, how she'll give you an allowance per week, even giving you a key to her apartment so you can freely stay there. she wanted you close so she can use you.
you learned she was a surgeon, and you felt brimming with joy at the revelation. you opened up that you stopped medical school, but is saving up for it.
medicine was something you have in common, so you let her talk about her surgeries. one particular story about her residents fucking up.
after dinner, you already knew where this was going. emery hinted that her apartment was near the area. of course, you grabbed at the chance of it.
her hands were already caressing your curves as you walked together.
it was going to be a long night.
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cred to this post & mcvadi fic rotting my brain when i watched this interview.
a/n: irdk if its accurate. lowkey lazy to research. this is just a little blurb offering, because i'm still writing a smut WIP that is taking longer than expected. and i cant get it off my head 😵💫. this would be hotter as pittyuri ugh. but my x reader demon made me write this. edit details later need to post bc my brain is short-circuiting. edited and proofread
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tags: emery walsh & cassie mckay x f!reader. threesome. established relationship with emery walsh. exes mcwalsh. necklaces. finger sucking. spit kink. cunnilingus. praise kink. pwp. strap-ons. f!receiving; cassie!receiving.
summary: "At one moment, while making out, Emery who’s on top of you, would pull away a bit to tease you with her necklace and it backfiring when you moaned Cassie’s name while trying to tug on her necklace."
a/n: starting with this crosspost. i forgot i made memes lol.
wc: 3k+ // full text in the cut // ao3
tag: kinda got long but blurb offering for @longfieldsofbarleyandofrye & some prompt cred. to @candiedv1olet :] enjoy.
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“Hey, nice necklace” you complimented Cassie’s necklace. You added that it reminded you of your girlfriend’s necklace, Emery Walsh who you’d swore have the same one. Cassie scoffed, you see her smirk before drifting to another case.
Over the next few days, you’d notice Cassie McKay who'd layer necklaces. You were both working on a case when Emery went down for the surgery consult. The surgeon took notice of how dazzling Cassie’s neck was.
“One more necklace McKay, and you’d be a health hazard”
“Oh maybe ask your work wife, she likes it, don’t you?,” Cassie said nodding a look at you but it was met by your back, you were checking the patient's history with your back facing them. When you turned too look, Walsh was giving you a dead stare and Cassie McKay was smirking like she just unlocked heaven.
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At one moment, while making out, Emery who’s on top of you, would pull away a bit to tease you with her necklace and it backfiring when you moaned Cassie’s name while trying to tug on her necklace.
“Who?” she’d say, her face bewildered, seething with jealousy.
“I’m sorry, it just reminded me you both have the same necklace” you'd try to defend yourself but the next thing you know, Emery's up and calling someone on her phone.
“Hey, still got that necklace we gifted each other?” Walsh asked the moment the ringing stopped, looking at you.
“Well, someone here moaned your name while sucking my necklace”
“You mean our necklace?” You can hear her tuts from the other line, “That’s not good.” You hear.
“Yeah I think we need to teach her a lesson”
“I’ll be there” she said before dropping the call. Walsh pins you down. Asking questions if you’re okay with it, even if it was already in motion. You think it was a dream come true, you nodded instantly that it made the surgeon’s blood boil, so she marked your neck before you can protest.
You'd learn there’s a history between them. Walsh would brush it off and say what they had was casual. But who’d get a matching necklace with someone so casual? You played with thought, it’s just the same necklace, a coincidence, but it wasn’t, it was a matching one.
The next thing you know, Cassie’s up on the apartment, also wearing the identical necklace with Walsh. They stripped you naked and you seeing them eye fuck each other while they wear nothing but their necklaces.
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Cassie who'd sit so casually on the bed, resting her back on the headboard, her index finger curling, motioning you to go to her, inviting you in, and you’d look at Walsh who was standing behind you. She’d just nod with her eyebrows so you do.
“It’s okay, honey, we’ll take care of you” Cassie reassures you, you don’t know if it’s a threat or a promise. You feel yourself getting wet from the situation alone. You lay your back on Cassie, just between her legs. Her warm arms wrapping you as she finds your breasts, squeezing them making your nipples hard.
Walsh crawled to you, kissing you gently before kissing Cassie as well, you felt a bit of jealousy when she did, finally understanding why there's a lovebite on your collarbone.
After making out, she went down and spread your legs wide, making Cassie’s legs fall open as well. Emery's huffs warm breath on your cunt, thumbing your puffed clit, you grind your hips, wanting more stimulation.
“Please” you begged her. Unexpectedly, Walsh spits on your cunt, splattering over your perineum.
She looked at you and Cassie, smirking before pressing her tongue on you. Somehow, you felt dirty at how Em wanted to mark your cunt but you can't deny how hot it felt and how safe that your girlfriend is with you and how Cassie probably got the message.
“She's yours alright” Cassie scoffed, knowing her involvement is on borrowed time. Walsh plants her tongue down, circling your clit.
You grab a fistful of Em's hair while the other was gripping Cassie’s arm, who was fondling your breasts, your nipples pert.
“You're doing so good, baby” Cassie whispers on your ear, nibbling at it, your skin rising up with goosebumps, then her hands move to focus on your nipples, flicking them. The sensation floods you over. You were sensitive, still haven't wrapped your head around the fact that your girlfriend, and your work crush is all up on you. Emery slide two fingers inside you, curling her fingers, the pleasure make you roll your head back to Cassie’s chest.
Cassie pinched your nipples, and you'd rock your hips under Emery tongue who’s eating you so good, you clenched on her fingers inside as she finds a pace. You’d mutter words “so good, so good”; “right there”. Cassie and Walsh liked hearing your moans, their ears, joyful at how vocal you are, how needy. You'd feel a warm patch on your back. It was Cassie, she was getting wet by watching you get eaten out by Walsh.
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You were dizzy from all of it, it was enough to send you over the edge, and it did, you jerk your hips raggedly chasing your orgasm and Em continued on what she's doing. Your staggered moans flood the room as you reach your high. Emery diligently pulled away, not wanting to overstimulate you.
After you come, you'd turn around to lie on your stomach, the position was perfect, you were ready to eat Cassie out that instant.
You plant your tongue on her clit, circling it softly, then going down on her core, savoring her taste, something you thought was only possible in a dream, but this was real, Cassie’s hips were writhing to meet your tongue.
Not satisfied, she practically shoves your face on her needy cunt, singing praises “you’re such a treat, dear”; “such a good girl cleaning me up”; “make me feel good, honey”; while she pets your head, you can’t deny your ears perk up when she praises you.
While you were eating her out, you didn’t know Emery buckled her strap. You'd feel her warm hands on your sides, spreading your legs, kneeling between them and raising your hips, making your position prone, she’d insert her fingers in you, checking if you're wet already, it was useless— you were practically dripping.
“Look Cass, our girl’s drooling for you” Emery remarks as she looks at Cassie, raising her fingers and sucking the wetness from it, Cassie’s mouth fall open by the sight of Emery sucking her fingers, wanting to taste you too.
Walsh who’d wet her strap by your slick, running her cock up and down your folds before inserting it.
Walsh jerked her hips behind you, burying her strap cock on your cunt, you mumble a moan in Cassie’s cunt at the fullness it's making u feel. You naturally arch your back from pleasure, your face on Cassie’s cunt eating her out. The position made you face fuck her. Emery's view of you eating Cassie out turned her on.
“You two look so good” Emery praised as she looked straight into Cassie’s eyes. You didn't know Cassie and Walsh was looking at each other as you were in the middle. Then, she'd look down at you to meet your eyes, her lips parted, breathing heavily. It was your queue to continue what you're doing, your tongue flat on Cassie's clit, flicking and circling it, the pressure was perfect for Cassie, she can feel a knot building up from her.
Moans, grunts, wet slick sounds filled the room. You were getting hazy headed from all of it. It didn't help that Emery’s fucking you so hard, she was gripping your hips and cupping your ass.
“Hm-close-” Cassie proclaims, and you can’t really utter a reply that you are too since you're deep in Cassie's cunt, so you just groan which made Cassie’s cunt tremble at the vibration.
Emery can feel your orgasm building up on her cock, so she sets a punishing pace, making your head push raggedly on Cassie as well. You feel it hit something pleasurable, it didn’t take long till you feel your walls pulsate on Emery’s cock and Cassie was rocking her hips on your face, chasing her orgasm as well. Walsh helped you out by thrusting harder, a couple of grunts escaped from Cassie before she was pushing your head away, overstimulated by your tongue.
You grow limp, your mouth spent on eating out Cassie, lips red and your cheeks up to your nose was moist from eating her out. You tasted everything of her and she was soaked, you felt like you did a good job.
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Walsh parted your shriveled hair. showering you with words “you're such a good girl, baby” “we’re just taking care of you, hmm?”, her hands roaming your body, squeezing your breasts and playing with your nipples.
You rested for a while and cleaned up. Then, they’d make you lay on your back, switching positions, Cassie who was kneeling on the end, just between your legs, and Emery lying beside you.
Checking you in with false sympathy “tell me if we’re too hard baby, but you did this yourself” “you wanted this, right? getting fucked by us” “using you until you're sore”
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Then you’d feel Cassie’s hands on your knees, she was wearing the strap now, but before fucking you, she wanted to taste you.
“Were you really dripping for me?” she’d playfully ask, not really needing your answer. Her tongue finds your cunt. You jerk your hips at how hard she planted her tongue on your swollen clit. Cassie didn’t want to show how excited she was eating you out, finally tasting you.
She made out with your pussy, gently circling her tongue on your throbbing clit, not really sending you over the edge, just you only getting wetter and turned on by the second.
“Taste good?” Walsh would ask and you’d see Cassie crawl up to meet Walsh, closing the gap between them, Cassie's tongue entered Emery's mouth, sharing your wetness.
“The best” Cassie says as she pulled away, Walsh just looked at you proudly, you were looking at them with parted lips, in awe of what u just witnessed, then Emery kissed you, letting you taste the faintest of you. Unsure if you were tasting Cassie’s mouth, or Em's, or yours or all of it in the process. You feel Cassie’s hands on your knees spreading wider.
She'd playfully slap her strap cock on your folds, her free hand spreading them apart before slapping it again, hitting your exposed clit, you whine on Emery's mouth.
Then finally, she slowly fill you up with her strap cock, crawling up to you, her arms on your side, fucking you missionary.
Emery looked at Cassie’s necklace dangling under you. You were looking at it as well.
“Suck it, I know you want to” Walsh whispered on your ear, the warm breath sent a jolt in your body, your lips reach for the necklace, the chain was thin and short so she shifted her position to meet your lips.
You catch it slightly on your mouth, Cassie pushed harder, every stroke, it made your cunt pulsed, sending waves of pleasure.
Walsh catching on, her fingers flicked your nipple, it was enough to make you whimper, you were still sucking Cassie’s necklace, mouth watering through pleasure as your saliva coats the chain. Walsh reached your neck and planted love bites just to remind you that you still belong to her.
“You never wore that after we broke up” Emery remarked, still close to your face, as she snaked her hand on your torso again, caressing your breasts.
“Yeah well, let’s just say I wanted this pretty girl to notice it” Walsh rolled her eyes at McKay's admission, threatened that you fell for McKay's antics. Cassie thought you felt so good under her, finally able to fuck you.
“Yeah you could just ask me” Walsh said, she pinched one of your nipples, you gulped, swallowing a moan.
“Sharing’s not your strong suit.” Cassie snarled and she pushed hard like she was frustrated at a memory of them or the fact that she didn’t get to fuck you sooner. You feel her strap hitting a good spot and you stutter a moan, still holding her chain on your mouth.
“Plus, where’s the fun in that?” Cassie adds, Emery rolled her eyes and sighed.
You felt pathetic at how both of them was talking as if you weren’t there. As if Cassie’s strap wasn’t buried deep inside you while your girlfriend laid beside watching you get fucked. As if one of her legs wasn't resting on top of your leg to lock it in place. As if her free hand weren’t warming your torso, making sure you feel sensation on your breasts.
You find the pleasure overwhelming, and let go of the chain. You moan louder to make your presence known and they chuckled.
“God Walsh, you didn’t tell me she’s so easy?” McKay remarked. Emery chuckled, her hand pressed on your lower stomach, she knew how easy you come when she pressed on, even more so if she played with ur clit, but she didn't, she was enjoying the view. All the while, you feel a knot forming on your stomach, her hand making the pressure build up as Cassie fucks into you.
“Emry-” you look at Emery who was smirking, Cassie didn’t like hearing u moan Emery's name, she was the one fucking you, yet you don’t even recognize her. Walsh side-eyed to look at Cassie’s face and just weakly smiled.
She let go of your lower stomach and went up to slip her tongue on your mouth, you suck it. Cassie sees you both making out, unsure if she was feeling lust or jealousy. She sets a demanding pace in return, wanting you to acknowledge her, You moan in Em’s mouth as you get hazy headed from all Cassie’s fucking.
Emery pulled away, grabbed your free hand and guided it into her cunt, she was wet, your fingers glided easily as she guided your hand to fucking herself in the process.
She kissed your neck, sucking your pulse points. You feel yourself drunk from all the pleasure, and your eyes falls on Cassie’s parted lips, she was reveling at the sight of you, your moans, how your bedroom eyes look, cock-drunk from her.
“Can I kiss you?” you ask desperately, looking straight at Cassie who was lightly smirking now, her scruffed ponytail, her blue eyes piercing through you, her bangs sticking from sweat, her necklace dangling above you, it was hot, she was hot.
Cassie nodded at you, “Open your mouth, honey” when Cassie says it like that, her voice thick, sultry and her calling you honey, all you could was obey.
You proceeded to open your mouth, slightly agape, your tongue touching your lower lip, unsure if it was wide enough. Cassie lowered her head, her pace slowing down, her front neck moving, like she was swallowing something. Her hand held your jaw, pressing it lightly to hold you in place.
Then, a short string of saliva dripped down as Cassie pursed her lips trying to angle it right so you can take it all, you did. Her hand on your jaw lightly tapped your cheeks, it was enough to let you know you’re doing good. You hold her spit in for a while before swallowing some of it, not wanting to let it all go.
“You’re fucking dirty Cass” Emery remarked while setting the pace of your hand faster on her cunt.
“You like it” Cassie scoffed, side-eyeing your hand which was knuckles deep now on Emery's cunt, she was fucking herself with your hand.
Cassie plants her arm on your side again and returned to her earlier pace. She leaned down to kiss you, exchanging the spit you had from her. It changed the angle of her cock, it felt deeper, you moan in her mouth making her pull away.
You were all caught up in the moment, you didn’t know Walsh was watching the spectacle right before her eyes, her hand gripping your hand to fuck her deeper, faster. You feel your fingers getting gripped by Emery’s cunt, signaling her orgasm, she came from watching both of you.
When Emery freed your hand, it was soaked, you were eager to taste her and console your mouth, you suck your fingers, looking straight at Cassie.
“Hey, you’re not sharing?” Cassie pouted, jealous as you suck your fingers clean off Emery's juices. She went harder with her pace and you let go of sucking your fingers, hiccuping with moans at how hard she's fucking you now.
It’s hitting where you want it to be and you feel your pussy cream on her cock. You weren't even moaning now, you were panting, sucking in all the air as the pressure in ur core finds release.
“Cass- I’m- gnna-” you panted words, as your body convulsed on McKay’s strap, grabbing her arm. her pushes became harder before she eased you in, slowing down. You spit incomprehensible moans, like you forgot the language.
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“My good girl” Emery whispered on your ear before petting your hair, wiping the beads of sweat off your forehead before kissing it.
“Our good girl” Cassie would correct and Walsh would dart her a look that made her raise her arms in defeat as she gets off you.
“Missed how I fuck Cass?” Emery taunts Cassie.
"I'm okay, your girl is good, huh?” Cassie remarks as she unclasp the strap, the harness fall off. She was kind of tired at how hard she just fucked you, but was satisfied. She didn’t want to upstage her own memory of finally getting to fuck you.
Before leaving Emery would plant a soft kiss on Cassie’s cheek, whispering something you didn’t hear, it made Cassie throw out a chuckle before throwing a look at you.
“Maybe next time we’ll gift her a leash instead?” Walsh would remark and Cassie would just laugh.
“Well, I’ll leave you two to it” winking at you before closing the door.
You hug Em from the back, she turned to you and whisper “Don't worry baby, I’m still jealous, you'll get what you deserve” her warm breath touched your ear, you don't know how hearing those words made you feel.
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a/n: actually, my shipper ass imagined x reader as javadi. but alas, x reader demon prevailed again😋. prob gonna convert this, if not busy. mcvadiwalsh 😵💫 hmm i see it clearly.
wip masterlist (?) (just to keep me accountable)
- baran x f! reader smau (on-going)
drafts:
- trin x f!reader smut
- barantos quickie smut
- pittyuri sickfic
- 1 mcvadi week prompt
- mariecate drafted fic.
- trying my mcvadi prompt
// not taking reqs. atm :) but amuse me. i can drabble.
masterlist placeholder (fml ill do this when im ok)
my old masterlist!
