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i am never getting over this it’s just sinful and sexy and my head is spinning oh my god

Rush Pt. 8 | Alexia Putellas x Jenni Hermoso x Leila Ouahabi x Reader

Summary: The end :)

Tags: Polyamory, group sex, voyeurism, fingering, teasing, dom/sub undertones, fingering, anal sex, double penetration, vibrators, triple penetration, forced orgasm, overstimulation, degradation, breeding kink if you squint

A/N: As always, thanks to my heroes in @acornsquish and @wileys-russo. A very sad and very happy day. A 22k+ labour of love. Thanks for the love, y'all <3

“Guarra.”

Alexia’s hands grabbed your thighs, stretching them back wider than they’d been before. You could only imagine the view they’d have.

Her first thrust was tentative, with her eyes trailing down to where you were stuffed full. Out, then in. Again. Over and over with the same, awestruck pace.

You could have cried at the sensation. Not fast or aimed enough to be pleasurable, but deep enough to make you crave more. Every shift of her cock inside was a reminder of the other one. “Oh my god.” You whined.

Jenni bent down, licking at your nipple teasingly while her hand dipped between your legs. Kind circles on your clit, then lower still. “You’re a filthy whore, cari.” She grinned, “Do you know how wet you are? All from having your holes filled.”

You didn’t know, but you could guess from the easy slide of their cocks.

“Such a good girl spreading your legs for her. Letting her use you.” Leila murmured, squeezing at the sensitive skin of your thighs. Having so many hands on you was making your head spin.

Alexia pulled out then, looking down to take in the stretch of your ass around Leila’s strap. “Swap. She’ll ride me.”

You groaned at the way she spoke to Leila, as though you weren’t held wide open between them both.

Jenni made way first, letting Alexia make herself comfortable on her back.

“Up, bebé.” Your girlfriend hummed, closing your legs while she pulled her strap from your body and set you on your knees. “Show her how pretty you are.”

As her hands left you, Alexia’s pulled you in. They wrapped around your thighs as you swung a leg over her hips. One of your hands settled on her taut stomach, keeping your balance while the other fisted her strap.

You liked how she watched you impale yourself on it, all dark eyes and bitten lips. You weren’t as full as before, but you were on top. With the first gentle bounce on her cock, you hit the spot which had you whining. You took it deep first, working up and down to get used to the motion.

Long past worrying about what you sounded like, you let all the little pleasured gasps fall out.

Leila seemed to like that, shuffling behind until her hands stroked at your waist, rocking you up and down.

That was, until you felt Alexia reach back and grab at your ass. Her hands spread your cheeks, making your back arch.

The tip of your girlfriend’s strap was once again pressed against your hole. Your bouncing stuttered to a stop as you groaned at the feeling.

“Don’t stop.” Alexia snapped as her fingers squeezed your cheeks, lifting you along her strap. The second you sank back down, Leila’s tip opened up your ass. Your eyes rolled back, but both girls lifted you up again. It was a new kind of fullness. With each bounce, you were made to take them both together. Up and down, splitting you open until you were sliding both cocks inside.

“Deja que la puta se folle, Leila.”

Both of their grips loosened, letting you relax back against your girlfriend and get used to the shift of them inside.

“She wants you to ride them.” Jenni teased, coming to kneel alongside you.

“Give me a second.”

“No. Now.” Alexia growled. You whimpered at the sharp spank to your ass which made you tighten around them. Slowly you rocked up and down, your shaky legs making it difficult to move smoothly.

Even with Leila’s thumbs rubbing soothingly over your ribcage, it was a lot. Between the angle, the comedown of your last orgasms, and having all their attention, the sensation of both of them inside was nearly too much.

“Like that, bebé.”

“I’m so full.” You whined, keeping the same slow pace.

“No.” Alexia grunted as she aimed another spank to darken your skin. “Not full. Still talking.”

Leila giggled before wrapping an arm around your middle to keep you close. “You take us so well.”

“So well. She knows what she’s good for.” Jenni grinned, her hand cradling your jaw as she leaned in for a kiss. As you tried to keep up with her soft lips, you readjusted your hands to feel Alexia’s defined muscles tense underneath.

Jenni pulled away first, letting you fuck a few tiny, panting breaths out before she rolled her thumb over your bottom lip. “What do you think, should we fill up this one too?”

Maybe it was habit, but your tongue immediately licked at her finger. You knew how much Jenni liked you with hollowed cheeks.

“Oh,” She breathed, sliding her thumb inside until you sucked. “You are filthy.”

Letting go with a pop, you mirrored her cheeky grin and picked up the pace just a fraction. Jenni turned away with a shake of her head, but your attention was already caught up in the intoxicating sigh Alexia breathed.

You looked down at her, revelling in the way her lips were parted and her eyes locked on your figure. It took only half a second for her to shift into action, holding your hips and bucking up. You keened at her rough treatment, but that only seemed to embolden her. Before you really had time to process it, Leila had bent you over more, giving them both space to thrust inside.

Your hands found the headboard, holding tight while you were bounced between them. The feeling had your eyes squeezed shut. There was nothing going through your mind beyond how good they felt filling you.

Nothing, until Jenni’s hands gathered your hair in a ponytail. You opened your eyes as she pulled to tilt your head back. Your stretched neck made all the little sounds they fucked out of you choked and pathetic.

“Ready, cari?”

Ready for what, you had no idea. Still, you whined.

“Good. Open up for me.”

Your mouth opened automatically when something pressed up against your parted lips, but it took Leila’s groan of “Holy fuck, bebé,” for it to really register. Silicone, smooth but for the ridge of the head which slipped past your lips before you’d had the chance to suck, and unmistakably wet.

You moaned around the dildo, licking at the underside.

“All three holes,” Jenni purred, sliding it in and out. She was gentle, which you were grateful for given how the other two weren’t. “You’d let us do whatever we want, wouldn’t you? Good little slut. How does she taste, hmm?”

Jenni slipped it out, chuckling at the broken whimper you gave.

It was easier to breathe when Jenni let go of your hair, but it was only two breaths before Alexia’s fingers pushed past your lips. Her thumb held your jaw while her fingers slid on your tongue, fucking your face but never deep enough to make you gag.

There was maybe ten seconds where you got to focus on how they fucked you in every hole.

Leila’s hand found your shoulder, giving her more leverage. She was so loud, every grunt and whine letting you know how much she liked it.

Alexia on the other hand bit her own lip to swallow back every sound. She looked sinful lying against crumpled sheets, focussed on the thrust of her hips, her slick fingers in your mouth, and the way your chest moved over her face.

“Ale.” Jenni purred, stealing her attention for just a moment. Her thrusts stopped immediately, hands pulling away so you could gasp in breaths.

Still, Leila worked in and out, pulling your shoulder back until you arched prettily for her. You could feel her breath against your skin, stroke after stroke as she thrust deep in your ass.

You shivered the second you heard the buzz, but then it was on your hip, your thigh, dragging across your skin as Alexia worked a hand between the two of you. The sound which came out of your mouth when she found your clit and pressed the vibrator directly against it, was animalistic.

Alexia swore, jolting underneath you with the secondhand vibrations. The way Leila fucked you kept you rocking on Alexia’s strap.

Your volume probably matched your girlfriend’s. The fierce pleasure of it made you struggle to breathe. The vibe was so intense, it made Leila fucking your ass feel like nothing at all.

“Are you going to come, cari?” Jenni called, reaching over to tweak at your nipples.

Once again, you whimpered, wriggling your hips to find the place that felt good, not like you were being pulled in ten different directions. “Fuck, Jenni. It’s too much.”

“No it’s not.” She sang, shuffling closer. You could feel her kiss on your cheek, a hand stroking soothingly down your arm. “You’re so tense. Relax.”

“You take two cocks and a vibrator and relax.” You snapped between pants.

Leila’s arms banded around your waist as her thrusts slowed down. She stayed deep, rocking while she held you tight. “Shh, bebé. You’re okay. This feels good, no?”

You reached back, cradling the back of her neck to keep her close. There was something about the deep grind, how it’d rock your clit against the vibe. “Yeah. Yeah, fuck that feels so good.”

“Perfect girl.” She groaned, kissing at your neck.

With every gentle buck of your hips, it built. It felt far too good to stop, but still danced the edge between pleasure and pain.

When you opened your eyes, all you could see was Jenni’s hands squeezing her girlfriend’s chest, the stretch of Alexia’s neck as her back arched up. When you closed your eyes, you heard it all. Leila’s low groans, Alexia’s hitching breaths, the hum of the vibrator, the shift of the sheets, all on top of the uncontrolled noises they pulled from you.

“You’re making them feel so good, cari.” Jenni murmured close to your ear.

“Jen, I-“ You whined, cut off by a particularly mind-numbing rock.

“Go on. Tell me.”

You felt her hands stroke over your face, pushing loose hair behind your ears.

“They feel…” You shivered trying not to focus on the deep pleasure they’d built, “I’m so fucking full.”

“Yes.” Jenni hissed, “So fucking full of cock. Maybe if you ask nicely, they’ll give you something else too.”

It was Alexia’s turn to groan. You looked down at the uncharacteristically loud sound. Her glassy eyes and messy hair made her look all kinds of debauched.

Jenni chuckled darkly, “See, she’s close. Want her to come in your tight little cunt again?”

You clenched at her words and the way Alexia’s eyes sharpened just enough to meet your own. Nodding, you squeezed Leila’s forearms before letting your hands slip down to stroke over Alexia’s stomach, ribcage, the curve of her breast.

“And what about Leila, how often does she come in your ass? Does she keep you all plugged up after?”

Leila bit at the back of your neck playfully as you shook your head.

“No? For next time. I want to see you limp around at breakfast the next day.”

You groaned at the thought.

“Want that, bebé? We’ll find something pretty to keep you stuffed and full of us.” Leila grinned, breath dancing against your ear.

“Fuck. Please.” You weren’t sure what you were begging for. Everything was too much and not enough.

As if she could read your mind, Jenni coaxed your eyes to meet hers.

You, struggling to think straight. Her, untouched and perfectly sharp.

“It’s not going to stop, cari. You can be a good whore and come on their cocks now, or you can take it for another hour. What do you think? Want to come for us?”

“I don’t-… it’s so much. I can’t.”

“You can. Relax and let it happen. Do you think they’re going to get tired of fucking your perfect holes? Even if they did, I’d take over. You’re going to come for us one way or another.”

You trembled violently, breath hitching as Leila kept her steady pace. “It’s so… big.”

“Shh. Relax. Just take it.” Jenni cooed.

Leila hummed in agreement. “Breathe, bebé.”

“Ale’s going to come. Why don’t you tell her where you want it?” The striker purred, once again drawing your focus down to where Alexia’s hips bucked incessantly, rocking the vibrator between you both.

It took a second for your brain to kick into gear, to take in the way her spare hand dug painfully into your thigh and her stomach muscles flexed.

“Inside”. You whimpered pathetically. “Want it inside. Ale, please.”

“Keep begging, slut.” Jenni teased.

“Please. Want your come, want you to fill up my pussy, make me take it. Please, Ale.”

There was something about speaking, something about having to use your brain, which made everything heightened. Maybe that was Jenni’s plan all along. You were right there, right on the edge. Your impending orgasm made it hard to think straight.

Alexia growled, digging her fingers into your thigh.

“Jen, I’m-“ You gasped.

“Oh I know.” You could hear the smile in her tone. “I know you’re going to come like a filthy little whore all over their cocks. Let them feel your tight fucking holes before they fill them up.”

There was no stopping it, not with how consistently Leila rocked you up and down, over and over, until your brain went blank and the sheer height of it took over. You were there for what felt like forever, eyes squeezed shut and trying desperately to hang on to some part of reality.

Another few thrusts, a few brushes of the vibrator against your clit, someone else’s moan, and it all crashed down.

Your fingers dug into whoever was touching you, the instinctual need to hold on becoming too powerful to care about aesthetics. Burning hot pleasure ripped up your spine in uncontrollable waves, the heat between your legs spreading everywhere else. It felt long, the fierceness of it paralysing you.

You felt the vibrator pull away, but they filled your holes again and again until you jerked violently. Arms loosened, letting you press forwards until your elbows held you above Alexia. You opened your eyes to meet hers, making an incoherent protest when she knocked your arms away and pulled your torso against her own.

You were painfully aware of how tightly you were clamped around their cocks, still splitting you in two. A soothing hand over your back made you shiver, aftershocks drawn out at the simplest of touches.

“I’m going to pull out, bebé.”

You whined quietly against Alexia’s shoulder, but made no move to stop your girlfriend.

It was uncomfortable, but Leila was always gentle as could be when you needed it.

“Have one more in you, Ouahabi?” Jenni asked above you.

There were noises, the unclipping of her strap, the hum of the vibrator, the dip of the bed next to you. You paid them no mind, trembling as Alexia’s hands stroked over your back.

It was colder without Leila, but the chill of the AC felt good against bare skin.

“Estas bien?” Alexia grumbled underneath.

“Sí.” You breathed back, slowly wriggling your fingers and toes, delighting in the pleasure that came with even the slightest of movements. “Did you come?”

“Sí. Inside.” You could hear the tease through her breathlessness but couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

The unmistakably loud moan from Leila peaked your interest. You cracked your eyes open, shifting just a fraction to see Jenni swing a leg over her hips. The movement had you tightening over Alexia’s strap all over again.

“I need to-“ You hissed, lifting up just a fraction to slowly, slowly pull yourself from it. Alexia’s soft hands caressed your thighs, your waist, soothing out the twinges of pain as you freed yourself. She was quick to sit up, pushing you gently to the side and loosening the strap before kicking it down her legs and off the bed.

“Aquí.” She hummed, lying back down and pulling you into her arms. You went easily, still reeling from the aftershocks and the way your body felt finally empty.

She settled you close to her neck, curled into her side so you could watch how Jenni’s hips rolled with lazy eyes.

The carding of her hand through your hair made them flutter shut, then open at Leila’s keening, then shut again.

You pressed a grateful kiss against her skin, then smiled when it was met with one to the top of your head. Banding your arm around her waist, you listened to the pornographic sounds, felt the rocking of their hips, even watched their wandering hands.

While you were done, they were so pretty together. Leila, all high strung on her back. Jenni, fast and athletic as she ground down.

You were quiet, even when you saw them getting close. Jenni came first, a quiet thing which had her head tipping back and her hips bucking wildly. Just seconds after she came down, you could see the mischievous smirk when she focused on Leila.

Jenni guided her hand, swapping to wrap it around the vibrator so she could hold it herself. Then, Jenni positioned herself between her spread legs.

You could tell when she pushed fingers inside. Leila always made the same desperate whine when something filled her.

Grinning against Alexia’s skin, you let yourself relax and find comfort in the soft sheets. You knew it wouldn’t be long. Jenni worked her fingers quickly, fucking inside and coaxing your girlfriend to come on them. Jenni’s spare hand pressed against her stomach, holding her bucking hips down.

Sixty seconds, maybe less.

Leila came, writhing against the sheets with her head thrown back. She was the most beautiful thing, all tanned skin and rippling muscles.

It wasn’t until her loud cries had bled into gentle pants that something shifted. You watched Jenni bend down to kiss her far more intimately than she had the right to after taking her apart with fast fingers.

When Jenni turned to look at you, you know she understood.

“Can I have my girlfriend back?” She teased, reaching over to nudge Alexia’s knee.

“No.” The captain answered immediately. It was so tempting to stay. She was soft and warm.

You sighed, “Sí,” and sat up despite her protests. You watched her for a minute, your faces just inches apart. Slowly you leaned in for a kiss.

It was soft now, just the delicate brush of lips against one another. It was somewhat impressive to crawl over her without breaking the bubble, but Jenni’s hands welcomed you to their side of the bed, letting you take her place lying between Leila’s legs.

You didn’t watch her and Alexia, too busy greeting your favourite person with a kiss.

“Hi bebé,” She smiled, letting you crawl down the bed to use her stomach as a pillow.

You kissed her skin, groaning in the way her hands immediately brushed through your hair. “You’re in so much trouble.”

“Por que?”

“The toys, the pillows, the touching. You planned this. Both of you.” You tried to growl, but the heaviness of your body took any bite out of it.

“Three of us.” Jenni corrected smugly, having taken your space pressed up against Alexia’s side. You met her eye, ignoring the vast swaths of skin you could see. In the heat of the moment it was one thing, but when the dust began to settle, you didn’t know the etiquette. Could you still look?

“Hmm, who do you think makes the rooming list?” The grin in Leila’s tone was only a little infuriating.

You pushed up, gaze snapping to your captain. Alexia met your eyes easily, wrapping her arms around Jenni just as she had you. Her smirk only grew, one eyebrow lifting expectantly. “You are happy with Jenni, sí?”

Your jaw dropped comically as you debated just how much drama to kick up. “You.”

It was unfair the way the three grinned back at you, clearly delighting in your dismay.

“Sí.” Jenni replied for her. “Maybe if you play nice, she’ll let you stay with Leila next time.”

“As if.” Your girlfriend snorted, scratching at your scalp affectionately. “She’ll keep her for herself.”

Alexia hummed her amusement, grinning as she rolled her eyes.

“I’m sure you’ll have a nice time, especially given the number of toys Jenni brings to camp.” You jabbed.

Jenni chuckled. “Is that a complaint? There are more if you’re not satisfied.”

You scoffed, trailing your wide eyes back to Leila. “Oh you are in so much trouble. All of you.”

“You’re the one in trouble. Alexia’s insatiable, cari. And now you’ll never get away. Be ready for daily sexual harassment, she'll probably jump you in the showers-“ Jenni yelped when Alexia hit the back of her head.

“Idiota.” Alexia admonished, but her smirk held no malice.

“Don’t pretend you’re any better, Jenni. You’re a sex pest.” Leila giggled as her thumb pulled at your bottom lip. You settled back down to hide your yawn against her stomach. “Rest up, bebé. I’m sure one of the girls wanted you to take her fist next?”

You groaned, pouting as she grinned down at you. “Leila I just took three at the same time. You’re going to need to give me a bit.”

“Sì, sì... But tomorrow is a new day, no?”

#i have so many thoughts and idk how to say them.#but this is sensational #fic rec #grace loves #woso smut

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in the name of all things holy-

Rush Pt. 5 | Alexia Putellas x Jenni Hermoso x Leila Ouahabi x Reader

Summary: It's part five which follows the other four parts x

Tags: Polyamory, group sex, voyeurism, fingering, teasing, dom/sub undertones, strap-ons, dirty talk, spanking, degradation, light choking

A/N: This chapter was such a bitch. S/O to the besties for trying to help <3

Read Part One here Read Part Two here Read Part Three here Read Part Four here

Smut ahead, 18+ minors and men dni.

“Rest, I’ll want you again soon.”

Letting your limbs go heavy was easy. However, there was nothing restful about watching Leila.

She was ethereal, sliding along Jenni’s strap with her tanned skin highlighting her flexing muscles. You’d had her on top enough to have memorised the view. The way she’d work herself up with long strokes and her hands pressed to your stomach. The way she’d arch her back and present her breasts, letting them bounce softly until your restraint broke and you sat up to lick them.

Still, there was something about watching her do all of it to Jenni which made your brain melt. Moreover, she really was loud. Not just the keens and whines, but the way her rocking made the bed creak and the quiet sighs she pulled from the striker.

Jenni’s hands wandered, sometimes holding tight to her hips to keep them working, sometimes groping at her ass, or squeezing at her chest. Each time, Leila would make the prettiest noises, the kind which made your muscles clench and send sweet aftershocks through your system.

Alexia’s arms were loose and relaxed, her fingers sometimes running soothing patterns along your skin or through your hair. You didn’t look up at her, but you could feel her breath flutter.

Leila leaned back, flicking her hair behind her shoulders so you had an unobstructed view of her perfect figure. You couldn’t help but feel a little pride. Firstly in how fucking pretty she looked with her wet lips parted and her hand between her legs, and secondly in the confidence she had to let you all see.

She changed her stroke as her fingers teased at her clit, bouncing up and down.

“Like that.” Jenni grunted, knocking Leila’s hand out of the way to replace it with her own.

Your girlfriend whined as Jenni took over. She pressed her arms behind her for balance, which in turn only made the bounce of her tits more prominent. You wanted to suck them, but watching the way Leila would sometimes reach up to grope herself was delicious too.

“Fuck. Yes!” She gasped. Your eyes lingered on the flex of her thighs.

Alexia’s lips pressed to your hair once again, breaking you out of your trance. “You’ll ride my cock later.” A statement, not a question.

Your cunt twitched, still sensitive but undoubtedly interested. “Maybe,” You breathed back.

“You will. Then I want your mouth. Jenni said it’s almost as good as mine.”

You twisted your head a little and raised your eyebrows at her. The cheeky half-smirk made your heart race. Was this… banter? “Did she? I’ll have to thank her. Your mouth is almost as good as hers, you know.”

Alexia’s smirk grew. “Your girlfriend likes mine more.”

“Yeah well, she’s not perfect.”

The captain shook her head just a fraction, swallowing her smile before turning back to the pair. You took in the pretty line of her jaw before settling too, though not before wrapping your arm around her waist.

Leila had pressed herself forwards until her elbows dug into the pillows beneath Jenni’s head. The striker’s arms were banded tight around her back, feet planted into the mattress as she rutted into her. Your girlfriend’s eyes rolled back as Jenni pounded, sucking obscenely at one of the breasts above her.

“No te detengas,” Leila cried. The fierce slapping of their skin and her debauched, high-pitched keens were filthy.

If there was one thing you’d learned about Jenni, it was that she wouldn’t stop til she got what she wanted.

Sure enough, Leila’s fingers tightened as she fell quiet. Her pornographic sounds morphed to sporadic gasps. Then, the sudden break of her. The curve of her back, the stillness of her hips, the long beat of silence broken only by the wet sounds Jenni’s rapid thrusts.

Leila always came so prettily, with her head thrown back and her jaw slack.

Watching her, you were aware of your own arousal. Not aching yet, but returning with a vengeance.

Jenni slowed as Leila shivered, until the two were still but for the gentle caress of their hands. One must have wandered a little too close, because Leila jerked sharply before descending into giggles.

“Sensitive.” She explained, leaning down to press her lips against Jenni’s as she lifted herself from the toy.

“Y ruidosa,” Alexia grumbled.

The pair separated as Jenni’s tattooed hand stroked across Leila’s shoulder. The striker hardly turned her head, yet still managed to deliver a flat glare to her girlfriend. “For the last time, Ale. English.”

You couldn’t see Alexia’s eye roll, but the silence which followed told you everything you needed to know.

Jenni refocused, framing Leila’s face to peck her lips sweetly before flipping their positions. “Break?” She murmured when Leila had wriggled herself to a comfortable place.

“Hmm,” Leila hummed agreeably, “I want to see you wreck her though?”

Jenni grinned, glancing over at the both of you wolfishly. “Which one?”

Leila didn’t even turn her head, just raised her eyebrows and mirrored the striker’s cunning smile.

“Come here, cari.” Jenni called.

You didn’t move an inch, yet Alexia’s arms tightened around you. “No,” She snapped, “Mía.”

Jenni’s grin faded slowly as she sat back. You tried not to distract, watching with fascination at the powerplay going on over your head.

��What did you just say?” Jenni’s tone was light, but you knew the fire in her eyes wouldn’t die down.

“Ella es mía.”

Despite Alexia’s noise of irritation, you sat up as Jenni moved closer.

“Yours?” The striker hummed, looking right past you.

You turned around just in time to see Alexia sit up too, staring daggers at her girlfriend. “Sí.”

Jenni’s grin stretched wide once more. She glanced towards you as her hand curved around Alexia’s knee. “Later, cari. Over there with Leila for now.”

She’d hardly finished her sentence when Leila’s grabby hands pulled at your arm.

Alexia might have put up more of a fight were it not for Jenni catching her wrists and using her weight to press them back against the bed. By the time you’d been dragged into your girlfriend’s safe embrace, Alexia’s hands were held together above her head with one of Jenni’s. The other was wrapped around her throat.

Jenni swung a leg over to straddle her, killing any squirmy attempts to buck her off. Her strap lay across Alexia’s stomach, still shiny and wet. “She might be yours, but you’re mine. That makes her mine too.”

“No.” Alexia growled back.

You’d never seen them like this before, all intense stares and venomous tones. Jenni’s smile remained, and within a split second you decided it was quite terrifying how much she liked Alexia’s bite.

“Open your mouth.” Jenni’s fingers crept from her neck to thumb at her lower lip.

Alexia lifted her chin, pulling away at much as she could given her position.

Jenni’s chuckle made you reach for Leila’s arm, wrapping it firmly around yourself before twisting your head to place gentle kisses against her shoulder. Slowly, she tangled her legs with yours and nuzzled into the back of your head.

“Alexia,” Jenni warned, “Last chance.”

And as much as you wanted to see Alexia suck, there was a deep satisfaction when she twisted away again.

Jenni sighed before climbing off her.

It was fast. Lightning fast.

One second Jenni had her pinned on her back, the next, she flopped face-first onto the mattress. The crack of Jenni’s palm against her ass cheek was deafening.

At your flinch, Leila’s arm tightened. “Okay?” She hummed in your ear.

Nodding, you pulled her closer still. You were ready for the second crack, and third, and fourth. Alexia was quiet, but for the high-pitched squeak she let out when Jenni yanked her underwear down before slapping her ass again.

“Stay still,” The striker growled, holding the back of Alexia’s neck to the mattress before glancing towards the two of you. “Ale likes to pretend she’s in charge-” Another sharp smack against her reddening ass, then Jenni slipped a hand underneath to tilt her hips up, “-but really she’s just a cockhungry brat with a big ego.”

Jenni swung her leg over Alexia’s, fisting her strap before nudging it between her girlfriend’s legs. Despite having her face pressed against the mattress, Alexia managed a broken whine when Jenni pushed inside.

“See?” Jenni grinned, “All it takes is something in her pussy for her to remember how to behave. Isn’t that right?”

Another slap to her ass, then Jenni ground her hips, fucking fast and deep. Alexia’s face was obscured by the wildness of her hair, all splayed out across the sheets. Still, you could hear the tiny sounds she tried to swallow.

You could imagine how it felt to have Jenni’s weight holding you down, filling you again and again.

You watched Alexia’s arms reach for her. Jenni was quick to catch them, folding them against the pretty arch of her back and using them as a handle to press deeper still. “No. No touching. Keep your ass up. Let her see her captain turn into a slut.”

“Are you having fun, bebé?” Leila whispered close to your ear.

Back in her arms felt like the safest place on earth. You nodded, turning just a little to eye her. “You?”

“So much.” She grinned, leaning in to peck at the corner of your lips. “You looked so pretty letting her play with you.”

“You looked good with Jenni.” You murmured. You tried to read her as you stroked stray hairs behind her ear. There was nothing to be found beyond her happy, relaxed expression. Not even a hint of jealousy.

“You will too.” She breathed back, hooking her head over your shoulder and refocusing on the couple to your side.

You did a second later, just in time to see Jenni shuffle back, pulling Alexia onto her knees before filling her again. Alexia’s hands pressed into the sheets, the needy sounds fucked out of her still far quieter than any you’d have made.

Leila’s hands stroked down your thigh, sending a shiver up your spine. It was a slow, teasing thing as she caressed over your hips, letting you shift your legs open for her.

“Yeah?” She breathed, fingertips dancing along the soft skin close to your heat.

“Gentle.” You whispered back, settling against her as you watched Jenni rut viciously into the midfielder. Alexia’s blonde strands still obscured her face, but her figure gave a pretty show all the same.

Leila knew your body well, letting slick fingers stroke gently at your clit. Your soft groan piqued Jenni’s interest. Her hips never stopped snapping, but her sharp eyes lingered on the stretches of skin and open legs.

“Yes.” Jenni reached forwards to pull Alexia up until she kneeled too. They were still for a moment, Alexia’s head stretched back over Jenni’s shoulder as she breathed through the depth of the toy inside her.

“Don’t stop,” Jenni ordered, fingers digging into her hips as her girlfriend tentatively lifted up and down her cock. “Look, Ale. Look at her. See how good Leila makes her feel.”

Though her jaw was slack and her lips wet and bitten, Alexia was fast to train her eyes on you.

Ever the showwoman, Leila fluttered her fingers rapidly along your centre, drawing out a cry as you arched against her. Her lips pressed against your shoulder in apology, but you could feel her smile against your skin.

“Hear that? She doesn't sound like she's yours. Let’s see if I can make you that loud.” Jenni hummed, reaching up to palm at one of Alexia’s breasts while the other slid between her legs.

The answering mewl was unrestrained. Alexia’s jaw dropped as her hands covered Jenni’s.

“Zorrita. That's it. Keep fucking yourself on my cock. Let them watch you take it like a desperate little whore.” Jenni growled.

Watching them was a new kind of high. The fierceness of Jenni’s possessive hands grabbing Alexia’s body. The way they fit together, chasing pleasure with fast thrusts and harsh grunts. Above all else, the submission. The arch of Alexia’s back when she pressed her chest into Jenni’s hand and the choked keens she tried to swallow. You wondered how many other people had seen her like this.

The mattress pulsed beneath you. Leila’s fingers were slow and teasing, but still made your core tingle.

You turned your head sharply, letting Leila part your lips and slip her tongue inside. The angle wasn’t the best, but the way she palmed at your chest made you moan into her mouth all the same. You could feel her trying to school her grin against yours.

Pulling away, you lifted your knees a fraction higher, making the slide down to tease at your entrance easy. Her fingers felt good, but after taking a strap for so long, you felt empty. “Inside, please.”

“Impaciente?” Leila murmured before her fingers trailed up to your clit. She kissed away your disappointed whine, then pulled back completely. “Hurry up, Jenni. She’s ready.”

Jenni immediately pulled out, ignoring Alexia’s bitten-off cry as she manhandled her to sit back against the pillows. She wrapped her hand around Alexia’s neck. You could see Jenni's fingers tighten, forcing glassy eyes to meet her own.

“You-” The striker began in a tone so dominant, you felt as though you had to look away, “-will sit right here. Spread your legs. You’re going to be a good little slut and keep your hands to yourself. If your hands move, dios mio. You won't be able to sit tomorrow. Watch and be still, Alexia. Do you understand?”

Jenni's grip slackened. Alexia stared at her for a second before nodding once.

The striked grinned as she turned back to you. She prowled forward, slotting easily between your legs.

Jenni spared a quick kiss for Leila, before her hands curved around your waist. A sharp tug slid you down the bed. The warm body shifted behind you, cradling your head until her thighs made a pillow for it.

Jenni’s fingers replaced Leila's, ghosting over your clit before pressing gently inside. You widened your legs, stroking along the dips of her stomach muscles. Leila’s hands reached down your chest, cupping at your breasts as Jenni’s fingers rocked in and out, stretching you open once more.

You grunted, reaching down to her harness to pull her hips closer to yours.

Jenni chuckled softly, bending down to peck your lips. "Is she watching, cari?"

Her fingers slipped out, toying at your clit for a second. She shuffled her weight, then pressed the tip of her strap against your opening. It took a second for your brain to catch up. You turned your head, shivering at the tight circles her fingers made on your clit.

Far from the blissed-out expression she wore moments ago, Alexia now stared at you with her coolest gaze. Yet where her irked frown would once have made you cower, in that moment, you had the urge to giggle.

“Yes." You smiled, taking in the pretty jut of her jaw before turning back to Jenni.

"Good," She breathed, pressing her cock inside and grinning at your sharp gasp. "I want her to see this."

#i’m going to pass the fuck out.#this is just stunning #STUN NING #i’m so happy this is back #this is just glorious #woso smut #fic rec

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i’m frothing at the mouth, thank you twitter 😩

#she’s so.#fuckkkkkkk #ona batlle

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wish i could get paid just for being a sweetheart

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Do you ever just look at a guy's hand and think yes

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oh my fuck

daddy alexia energy is so so so so so so unreal

#i need her badddddd #alexia putellas

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jesus fucking CHRIST

Wake Up Call || Jessie Fleming

warnings : this is pure smut. somnophilia (consensual fucking while asleep), strap-on, anal fingering, pussy-eating. enjoy.

summary : jessie comes home to you having some vivid dreams. a good girlfriend always helps their girl in need.

Jessie walked into your shared apartment at 5 am, having flown into London at the last minute to surprise you. She crept in and greeted Milo your dog, giving him lots of pets to try and keep him from barking in excitement and waking you. She dumps her bags at the door and leaves her shoes at the door which she knows she’ll get reprimanded for in the morning but that’s something for her to deal with later.

The door is a little ajar and the bathroom shines a sliver of light into your bedroom. The fan is on high and the AC hums just a touch.

She looks towards the bed and smiles. There she was, the person whom she was sure her bones missed. You looked so peaceful, nose and cheeks lit by the light from the bathroom. They were tinted a little red from the cold room and Jessie turned it down a little. The sun was coming up just a touch in the distance and she knew that you would be up for work soon.

There was a book on the bed face down and she noticed her pillows cradling your head instead of your own. You had her ratty UCLA shirt on, hair tousled from sleep. Your mouth was slightly open and your breath steady. Nothing made her heart swell more than seeing you sleep so peacefully.

She tried to make as little noise as possible getting herself ready for bed, brushing her teeth, and throwing one of your sweats and t-shirts on before standing at the foot of the bed with a little smirk on her face.

She stared at you, watching your body. You had been making noises while she took the fastest shower in the history of man, whines, and whimpers coming from your lips that weren’t exactly soft.

Your hips ground into the soft mattress.

Your hands gripped the silk sheets tight.

Your eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

Your lips moaned only one name.

Jessie.

You were having a wet dream.

About your girlfriend.

A good girlfriend took care of her girl’s needs, didn’t they?

Jessie was no longer dog-tired. No, that warm shower made her sleepy but the sultry sound of your voice moaning her name was one that she admits she missed. The phone sex was great but the mics never picked up on the soprano and alto tones of your voice that drove her crazy.

Jessie stood in front of her bedside drawer with her hand on the knob for a solid 30 seconds, debating if she should do what she impulsively wanted to do. You’ve said yes to what she was about to do but she didn’t want to disrupt your sleep.

“Fuck it,” Jessie mumbles to herself, opening the drawer a little too aggressively to pull out her strap. She also notices the lube running low and smirks to herself, putting a reminder in her head to ask you about it later.

She settled the harness comfortably over her hips and threw her shirt off, crawling onto the bed. Jessie smirked and listened to your moans.

“Please Jessie,” you begged, shifting to the middle of the bed with your leg pushed up. Perfect.

“I know darling, just a minute sweetheart,” Jessie cooed, pushing your shirt up and kissing down your back softly. She bit her lip and got a little shy at the sight of a wet patch on your grey underwear, hooking her fingers on the thick band and pulling it off. Your hips lifted for her and for a second she thought you were awake but you only whined a little more and your eyes were still shut.

Her thick fingers dragged themselves through your slick folds and she smiled to herself, lathering what she gathered all over her cock. She sat on your leg and used her hand to keep your leg wide open for her. Her cock was thick and long, one that you took with ease and it never failed to make Jessie wetter than she had ever been in her life when you bottomed out on it.

“Easy baby, there you go angel,” Jessie muttered to herself more than you, guiding her cock right into your aching pussy. It swallowed her up and fluttered a little when she bottomed out, Jessie swore she saw you smirk a little in your sleep now that you were filled. She gave you a couple of seconds to adjust before taking matters into her own hands, hovering over you to thrust gently. She knew you liked being asleep for as long as she could keep you that way, wanting nothing more than to wake up with sticky underwear and soreness that you could’ve sworn you didn’t go to bed with.

“Jessie,” you moaned, hips rolling back into her as she thrust slow but deep. Jessie tried her best to keep her composure but the way your ass looked and the little whine in your voice almost begging for her broke her focus.

She grabbed your hips and thrust in deep. She moaned as she fucked you, rousing you from your sleep. You were a deep sleeper, nothing could wake you in the mornings sometimes Jessie often resorted to a spray bottle with water she labeled with your name.

“You like that baby?” Jessie asked your sleepy form. She leaned over and pressed her lips to your ears, her Canadian accent slipping through as her hips picked up speed.

“What, is that what you pussy needed darling? Needed me to fuck your needy pussy, is that it?”

Your eyes shoot open and you struggle a little before realizing it’s Jessie, balls deep inside you fucking you awake.

“Jessie!”

“Been saying that a lot tonight, doll,” Jessie teased, kneeling behind you and gripping your hips to grind into you gently.

“When did you get back?” you ask, arching your down onto the mattress. Jessie audibly groans, thrusting a little faster.

“An hour ago,” Jessie answered, fingers digging into the meat of your hips. There were white streaks where she held you too tight and it sent a rush of blood that left a sultry tingle in your thighs. Jessie pushes you down fully, legs extending between her legs in a prone position. She pulls out and scoots down, spreading your ass and exposing your pussy. The sun is brighter now, light shining perfectly to cast an orange glow on your core. Jessie digs in, sloppily eating you out to her heart’s content. Her hands knead the flesh of your ass as she moans in pleasure, heart happy to have your taste on her tongue again.

“Fuck I missed you babygirl,” Jessie mumbles as she kisses up your back. You felt her cock poke at your entrance again and like a seamless machine your hips pressed up into her just as hers fucked into you. You both sighed deeply and you turned to look at Jessie, nodding for her to let loose.

“Use me, Jess,” you begged in your best slutty voice, “fuck me like you mean it.”

“Yes ma’am,” Jessie smirks, sitting on your thighs and fucking your pussy hard. She gives you no room to breathe, hips pounding deep into your cunt. Jessie gathers your hair into a ponytail and pulls you up by it, spanking your ass as she ruts deeper into you.

“Use you like this, sweetheart?” she teases, letting go of your ponytail and pulling out again. She steps off the bed and pulls you to the edge, folding you onto your knees and pushing her cock into you swiftly.

“Yuh–yes!” you scream, feeling her cock thrust right into your sweet spot. She relishes in your vulnerability, angling her hips right into your bundle of nerves.

“Such a good girl, doll. Taking my cock so well,” Jessie praises, thrusting roughly into your pussy. She pulls out just a little and spits directly onto your asshole, two thick fingers pushing themselves into it.

“Fuck!” you moan, gripping the sheets tight. Jessie plants a foot on the bed and fucks her cock into you hard, fingers alternating with her hips. She spits into your winking asshole just a little more before pushing her fingers in, moaning as you take it so effortlessly.

“Just one question, my perfect girl,” Jessie begins, thrusting slow but deep into you. Her fingers in your ass scissored you open, a third finger forcing its way in as another blob of spit joins it.

“Fucked yourself on my cock plenty while I was gone?”

You look back at Jessie, the sun casting a glow around her toned body as your orgasm tugged at your navel. Jessie’s hips never once slowed down, her soccer stamina proving to be useful in scenarios like this one.

“Did you?” she asked, fucking into you hard and fast now that she knew you were getting close. She spanked your ass just as you screamed out your answer, cumming all over her cock and rhythmically clenching on her fingers.

“Fuck Jessie,” you breathe out as she pulls out and takes the harness off. Just as she’s about to pick you up and take you into the bathroom, your alarm goes off. She turns it off and smiles, pulling you into her arms.

“I think a day off is in order, princess.”

“Only if you give me the biggest kiss ever.”

#oh my god #reading this before having my breakfast is so on brand #what a fucking masterpiece #jessie fleming #fic rec

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