This driver has more than likely seen enough of us, I feel
my boner is coming through too “wait for me” I said to Rylee, fixing my dick
because I don’t want to look hard walking in to the hotel. Seeing Rylee’ thong
on the seat next to me, picking it up and placing it in my pocket “really
Rylee” climbing out of the car, I was about to pull her dress down because her bending
over is exposing a little bit too much. Rylee slowly fell forward and onto the
floor “come here” leaning down and picking Rylee up “what are you trying to
do?” I asked her “my shoes, I want them off” the doorman just watched on,
holding Rylee’ arm “let’s take your shoes off inside at least” Rylee whined
“can I get naked?” walking with her slowly “you can do what you like baby, walk
around naked too. Not right now though” the doorman opened the door for us as
we walked in “I just really want you so bad Chris, I am really horny” Rylee
does not care right now, I am getting such looks from people.
Moving my hand away from her arm “let me unbuckle your
shoes” crouching down, my face is so close to Rylee’ pussy. Licking my lips as
I looked up at her, she placed her hair behind her ear as she stared back down
at me, let me just get her feet out of these. Women shoes are so annoying,
finally unbuckling her shoe. Grabbing her ankle and lifting her leg up a
little, Rylee placed her hand on my shoulder as I slowly pulled her heel off.
Looking to the side of me seeing couples walking out and staring at us, let me
quickly get these off her feet. “I feel so much better now” picking her shoes
up from the floor and getting up from my position “thank you” she said in a
whisper “it’s ok” Rylee wrapped her arms around my arm as we started to walk to
the elevator “did your feet hurt in those?” I asked “a little, do I look really
ugly now?” looking down at Rylee “no, you look fine. For a woman that has
fallen twice you are good” Rylee giggled.
Pressing the top floor on the elevator, waiting for the
doors to close just because I don’t want to share this elevator with anyone at
all. The door closed so we are alone, not really alone because that security camera
is right there “you better keep your clothes on, freak” Rylee slowly walked
over to me “what you doing now?” Rylee openly rubbed my crotch again “I can’t
wait to have sex with you” placing my free hand on just under her chin “I like
the way you feel” Rylee said, she has such perfect lips “you do” leaning down,
pressing a kiss to Rylee’ lips but I couldn’t just stop there, I began to nip
at her lower lip. She sighed and flicked out her tongue, I lost control and
dived into her mouth until the ping of the elevator stopped us both, licking my
lips sighing out heavily.
Rylee is taking forever to find this key card “seriously?” I
said, I want to get inside. Rylee dropped her clutch bag on the floor “you have
got the key card right?” I am not sure she does now, leaning down and picking
her bag up. Opening her bag wide, what a mess “my god” I said, Rylee placed her
hands on the back of my head, pulling me closer to her. She yanked me forward
as I am still trying to find the key card, her back against the door. Feeling
Rylee’ lips on mine as she pecked them, feeling the key card which is a
blessing “I love you” she said, looking at her pressing myself against Rylee. I
just want to kiss her “I love you too baby” kissing Rylee back but maybe we
should get inside. Keeping my lips on hers, Rylee’ hand sliding around my neck
to hold me in place as we kept kissing. Trying to navigate the card in the
slot, we need to get inside.
Hearing the door unlock, pulling the door handle we both
stumbled into the room. Luckily Rylee held onto my neck or she would have been
on the floor again, breaking the kiss as we did “thank you god” I am just glad
to be back in this room, dropping Rylee’ things on the floor. Walking further
inside, kicking the door closed. Rylee latched onto my bottom lip with her
teeth, barely taking my shoes off. She is rough, jerking forward as she grabbed
me by the shirt to move me. She can lead, I am all hers. I am so turned on that
I will cum quick, so fucking quick and I don’t care because we got all night to
fuck, suck and whatever else is to come.
Sitting back on the couch, for once in my life I am not even
saying a word but just stare. Just watching her turn me on, Rylee has been
dying to take her dress off. I swallowed hard seeing her naked body, shifting a
little on the couch. She threw the dress in my face, pulling the dress away
from my face smiling. Rylee climbed onto my lap naked, she lazily placed her
arms around my neck. Bowing my head down trying to take her nipple into my
mouth but she bought her head down too, meeting my face. She pecked my lips
“not yet” she slowly moved her hips against me, placing my hand onto her naked
butt as she continued to gyrate on me. She is driving me crazy, my dick is
throbbing. My eyes never leaving hers as she reached down to unbuckle my belt,
she pulled the belt out in one swift movement.
“You better taste nice” Rylee pointed at me saying as she
got down on her knees, moving my legs open wider, she has got me speechless and
I can’t do anything but watch. She got my dick jerking at her words “the man of
many words is speechless, I am shocked” she said while reaching for my zipper “you
got me” I mumbled, I am just feeling all sorts of shit right now “I hope my
dick fits in that pretty mouth of yours though” lifting my butt up as she slid
my pants and boxers down, unleashing my dick “pretty penis you have here sir”
she smirked at me, her hand wrapped around my dick and slowly bought her hand up,
and then down, up and down. I need her mouth on this right now.
She stuck her tongue out, from the base of my dick she
slowly licked upwards until she got to the top. Clenching my jaw, she swirled
her tongue around the head and darted into my slit. I groaned out, my head
falling back. Her tongue licking my member all over, along the sides of my
shaft. She moved her mouth away as she pumped my member, my head shot up as
soon as I felt her mouth on my balls. Pulling her head back slowly as she
sucked on my ball, a little pop left her lips as it left her mouth. She didn’t
stop, she went straight back to sucking on the tip of my member, feeling her
sucking and pumping has got me gone “fuck” I groaned out, she is sucking the
soul out of me that I can’t even reach to grab her hair, she is doing this
without me helping her.
Rylee sat up a little on her knees, she wrapped her lips
around my member. She slowly went down on me, my mouth hung open. Feeling her
hit at the entrance of her throat, that is when I put my hand on the back of her
head, grabbing her hair “fuck me Rylee” she got my full length in her mouth,
bucking my hips up a little just to tease if she would gag, she didn’t. I began
gently thrusting into her mouth in rhythm to her sucking as I went up and down,
pulling her head up on my length. She came to rest only at the tip but she
didn’t stop for a breath, Rylee sucked and swirled around the head, letting her
hair go because I am gone.
Rylee went faster and sucked harder on my dick, I bucked and
thrusted into her mouth “shit, shit. I am about to cum. Oh shit” I said, Rylee
just moaned on my dick and that sent me over the edge. Groaning out loudly as I
came into her mouth “Oh Rylee, my god. Fuck me” I hissed out, she didn’t move
her mouth. I feel so weak, watching Rylee move her head back but to only
swallow. She looked down at my member and pulled at it, like she wanted more.
She leaned her head down and licked my tip slowly “marry me Rylee, just marry
me” placing my arm over my eyes “that was the best head, oh my god. I am tired”
what has she done to me.
Moving my arm away from my eyes “I’m wet” she said as she
stood up, pulling my top off “and I am horny for you, are you going to marry me
then?” she placed her hand between her legs, biting my bottom lip watching
Rylee just play with herself “I am still not over you sucking my dick like that.
Just marry me, be my baby mother” oh I am desperate, she is mine. Rylee moved
her hand away from between her legs as she straddled my lap, she grinned at me
and placed her fingers into my mouth. I just sucked on her fingers staring into
her eyes “see all the good things that happen when you be good” she moved her
hand from my mouth saying. Rylee lifted her hips and gripped my member, placing
me at her entrance “I be good” is the only thing I could say, my dick is in her
wetness. pushing my hips up just enough to enter her a little more. She lowered
herself onto me, placing my hands on her hips to keep the pace slow.
Rylee rocked her hips slowly, Rylee panted and I was
fighting to keep my eyes open, all I wanted was to clench them shut at the
pleasure I felt. I kept my gaze locked with hers, trying to project my emotions
onto her. She kept working me inside of her, I was all the way inside of her
“yess” I moaned out, she felt so fucking good. This girl is far from innocent,
feeling her clench her muscles and squeeze me so tight that I felt like I would
burst at any second again. I need to get some control because she has got a
hold of me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and flipped her over so that her
back is on the couch, I hitched her legs up and around my waist and began to
thrust deeply at an angle I’d perfected. Rylee began to moan “oh Chris!” I
needed this control. She thrusted her hips up to meet mine each time, I was
quickly on the verge of falling apart because of it, so I picked up my speed
and used my thumb on her clit.
I feel I am now the dominate one, I am back on my game.
Pulling out of Rylee and picking her up “where we going?” she giggled saying,
placing Rylee over my shoulder “to the bed” moving my face to the side and
biting the side of her butt cheek, Rylee let out a yelp as I placed her onto
the bed. She was about to close her legs but I opened them babies back open,
holding them open and leaning my head down, letting my tip of my tongue graze
her flesh. Kissing her clit, I spread the lips of her sex and parted them with my
mouth, sucking on her clit “oh my….!” licking my way around her pussy, looking
up at her with a smirk pressing a kiss to her lips as I moved back.
Climbing onto the bed and grabbing her leg, I threw it over
my hip, hooking it behind me. Rubbing the head of my dick against her clit
before slowly sliding inside her, Rylee’ head fell back and she exhaled deeply.
My strokes were slow and tender but yet deep and filling. I slipped in and out
of her with such ease. Her walls throbbing and pulsating around me. Her hand
reached behind me and gripped my ass. I moved my fingers over her core, pressing
the palm of my hand against her clit, Rylee’ body shuddered. She clenched her
eyes closed tight and tucked her bottom lip beneath her teeth, humming out a
I leaned down and placed my mouth against her ear and traced
my tongue along her earlobe, my fingers were working magic at a speed,
caressing her clit, my thrusts were slow. I was dragging out each stroke, our
muffle moans and soft groans combined bouncing around the room. Bucking my hips
forward I took her ear further into my mouth and bit down, she felt so good
wrapped tightly around me. I continued to push and pump, her muscle attempted
to squeeze around me but her juices poured out around me instead. Pouring down
her leg and mixing with mine as I came.
Letting the moment marinate between us, I remained a top of
Rylee. We laid connected for longer, savouring the moment we had together in
our peaceful cocoon. Rylee bought her hand up, touching the side of my face.
Her hand slowly travelled down, touching the bottom of my lip “I love you
Christopher Brown” she lazily smiled up at me, leaning my head down to claim
her mouth with a kiss “I love you too Rylee Brown” pressing kisses to her cheek
and then down to her neck, Rylee giggled that cute giggle I love to hear. She
wrapped her arms around my body “you want to marry me for my mouth I see” she
damn right “yes, I want to lay here. Inside of you, can I?” I said against
Rylee’ neck “you can baby” she said kissing on my cheek.
I am so sore, very sore and stiff. I don’t know why either,
not like Chris was rough but I feel it. I don’t want to wake Chris up either,
maybe it’s because Chris is on top of me. I feel so sticky, I don’t even remember
falling asleep either. Looking down at Chris laying his head on my stomach
between my legs, I am tired but I need to pee. Touching Chris’ head lightly,
moving my head to the side. Chris has drooled on my stomach, that is so disgustingly
cute. Maybe I can shuffle up on the bed and move, pushing myself up “damn” I
said in a whisper, moving a little “hmm” Chris moaned out “move your head for
me baby” I said, I always sound like a man in the morning. I didn’t really want
to wake him, too late now though.
I froze staring at Chris, I am peeing and he is walking into
the bathroom. I could be having more than just a pee, is he crazy. He put the
shower on “this is a little awkward” I said, his dick is hard again “I was going
to have a shower too, wait your turn” I
spat, he chuckled “nope” he walked back out of the bathroom, what is wrong with
him now. Washing my hands under the water, feeling a pair of arms around my
exposed stomach “I don’t want to go back to LA” he said, I guessed that was his
issue “I feel the same way, but it’s life” Chris picked me up out of nowhere “Chris!”
I spat “we might as well save water and shower together” I won’t deny that I wasn’t
thinking that already, he stepped into the shower with me “you can just ask me
you know” he slowly placed me down “I just like holding you” turning around in
his arms “I can tell” biting onto my bottom lip.
Holding the side of the wall in the shower, he placed my
hair to the side and I looked back at Chris holding his dick firmly, a few
inches away from my entrance. I want him to just fuck me, I really do right now.
He slowly slid into me, I felt myself stretch for his length. The pleasure
filling me up from head to toe, I groaned in pleasure before he started to go
faster and harder, slamming into me with each thrust, pressing my body against
Tying my hair up in a bun, I am so tired. Chris and I keep
on having sex, we need to stop. I am being strict on myself because I need to
pack my stuff. I have had such a good time, I have loved it so much “are you
going back to work on Monday?” he questioned behind me “yeah, back to reality.
Thank you so much for this time away, honestly Chris. I owe you so much, I appreciate
it” my hair looks alright, I can’t be bothered. Turning away from the mirror “it’s
cool babe, I enjoyed you. You have made me real happy, I have never laughed so
much. I am happy with you, I got to tell you that I love you in Paris. I feel
so confident about us” he is so sweet “I just wanted to speak to you, you know
when you say you’re going to work and all that, shit might be all different for
you. I want you to tell me if anything happens, I don’t really like you working
with the public or with Daniel. Just stay safe and watch these people, there is
a lot of jealous people out there. Don’t be so nice sometimes either, people
know who you are now and I get worried. I am not saying to leave your job
because that’s you but be careful ok? I am saying it because I care, when we
went public shit was never going to be the same with you.”
Chris is scaring me now “after what you have been through I
just want to protect you” I don’t know what to say now “I am sorry if I scared
you, just you work so public. People get jealous, anyways I will be around for
you always. You can always drive my cars too” he seems a little irritated,
maybe he is thinking about this too much “I have my own car Chris, I will be
ok. You know me, I will be careful. When are you going to see your daughter
next? I was supposed to speak to you about that, don’t feel that your daughter loves
her mom more than you, you say it a lot. She does love you, kids love their
parents equally” I was supposed to say that to him a while ago “just feels like
that but I am not sure, I feel like Royalty loves her more. But anyways I have
so much to do” he rubbed his head “then do those things, stop worrying about
me. Go home and do your thing, I guess your album needs to be done?” he nodded
his head “stop stressing Chris” walking over to him slowly “you want to be here
with me and also do your thing, I know you more now. I am not going to follow
you around but we can keep in contact” he doesn’t like it, he is so quiet.
Well that is crazy, I am on ten thousand followers now “yeah
I am on the jet coming home now” Chris said on the phone, seeing my tagged
pictures on Instagram, they all look so cute and I love the pictures of me and
Chris. Tapping on the picture of Chris and I, why do I look so lost. Laughing
to myself, tapping on the profile “ew what” seeing the page “what?” Chris said,
furrowing my eyebrows “Chrylee? Is that how you say it” turning my phone to him
“we got fans” he grinned “yeah yeah, I will probably be back in the studio
tonight” turning my phone back to me, he is busy on the phone. This is weird,
why would anyone want do that but it’s sweet, scrolling back up and following
the page. I am going to stan for myself, might as well “cool, thank you for
letting me know” Chris put his phone down “Rylee, you know when I told you that
this will be a bumpy ride?” looking up from my phone “the jet ride?” I said “nah,
us” Chris chucked saying “you know that guy your brother went down for, he is saying
things about you to the blogs. Nothing bad, he just sold a story about you and
Blake and he attacked him and something like he tried to kill him. He never
mentioned what he did, I don’t want you to get upset but I wanted you to know because
my publicist told my manager” this is what I didn’t want.
Placing my phone down looking out of the window “people want
a reaction, just carry on with life and fuck them ok?” Chris held my hands “I won’t
let them get to me, I am happy with you and I love you Chris. I won’t lie that
I am not sad about this, shit is going to leak out but I won’t react” I haven’t
really done anything bad, I know I haven’t “this is why I worry, I am sorry. I
feel so bad, this is why I wanted to be in that hotel room forever. I want you
to stay in contact with me, I will too” I know Chris feels bad but this is what
I accepted when I went public “I will stay in contact with you Chris”
me call my brother back actually “I need to call Blake back, he called me twice
and I ignored him” moving my hands away from Chris’ “I am sorry if being with
me is upsetting you” pulling a face at Chris “I do not think that at all ok?
Because I don’t think that at all” pressing my phone to my ear as it rang out “I
hope not, I love you so much” my heart falls every time I hear him say that “I
love you too Chris” I fall for him more and more “you too busy for me now, sis”
Blake is miserable as ever “not really, I called you back now. Is everything
ok?” I hope it is “I want you to tell Chris, he may be fucking you but he don’t
need air that shit out. I won’t have it, I swear Rylee. Stop proving me right”
what is he even talking about “shut up, call me that again and I will tell dad.
I am grown and you know what I can do what I like. Dad approves so who are you?
Yeah I know you have been talking to dad about Chris, his life has nothing to
do with you” he must love arguing with me “ok, if you want the world to know
you’re a hoe then keep going” disconnecting the call on him “fucker” I spat, I
swear I hate him “what is wrong with him now?” Chris asked “he called me to
call me a hoe, tell you to not air out that I am having sex with you” placing
my phone down on the table “oh, he mad about the picture? You was only touching
my crotch” my eyes widened “what picture?” is there a picture “your hand was on
my crotch, it’s my lock screen” he turned his phone to me “oh, why is acting
like you put a picture of me sucking your dick. You’re my man, I don’t care” I
am not mad, I am more mad at my brother.
this is the best peridot i have ever seen.she is the perfect combination of angry and huggable. i would date this lovely girl. this is also the artist that boarded peridot’s introduction scene in warp tour, so she is automatically the best.1000/10 the surperior peridot, i love her with all of my heart
a lovely, angry girl. not only is she sassy and adorable, but also those hips. got dam is she single 20/10 my girlfriend, she is wonderful
a very stressed and anxious girl. she is cute and sassy and she is my sweet honey child. 10/10 i would kiss her
a lovely and soft woman, she is very beautiful and cute and i would gladly kiss her hands 10/10 i cherish this triangle
she looks very grumpy and rude on the surface, but all this peridot really wants is a friend. i would be this peridot’s friend. 10/10 a gentle and insecure angel
a wonderful, amazing girl!! very huggable!!!!! very squishable!!!!!! i love her!!!!! 10/10 i would give up my life for her
woah!!!!!!!! big hair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that just gives me more of her to love!!!!!!!!! what a little sweetie!!!! 10/10 she’s trying her best and i support her
oh my goodness??????? what a adorable scared little child????? who frightened her like this. i will kick their ass. nobody hurts this precious girl on my watch 10/10 i want to hug her and tell her everything’s alright
what a grumpy little child!!!! she is wonderful!!!! and those adorable fangs too!!!!!! what a cuddly angry baby!!!! 10/10 god bless your soul, ms. florido
goodness. what an Attitude. such a rude and sassy little lady, i love her. a sweet and lovely little sourpuss, i would gladly give her many hugs and kisses 10/10 watch out guys, this lady has an attitude
an excited baby girl!!!!!!!!! very fun and full of love!!!!!!!!!!!! and those little fangs of hers!!!!!!!!!!!! 10/10 a wonderful peridot
a very dramatic girl!!!!!!!! she loves to express herself!!!!!!!!! and i love her for that!!!!!!!!!! she is amazing!!!!!!! 10/10 she has enough talent to star in a hollywood movie. i’d pay to see that movie
recent collection of jimin and his (?) baby ft. jungkook lol (more descriptions in the captions) i’m still debating where this kid came from (eg. coz of abo, from a mysterious affair, it’s actually baby jm, legit he’s their kid, or born from a peach come down from the heavens IDK YET)
Description: Just glimpses in to Jughead and Reader’s relationship. Heavily based off of the song “Bad Things” by Camila Cabello and Machine gun Kelly because I’m a total slut for that bop
Warnings: SIN SIN SIN SIN SO MUCH SIN IM A SINNER, Swearing, implied smut, actual descriptive smut like guys this is kinda intense.
I DID IT OKAY I SINNED FOR Y’ALL
(Disclaimer: If you are uncomfortable with Jughead Jones smut then Do.Not.Read. This is literal actual smut intended for the Riverdale Tv Show version of Jughead Jones portrayed by Cole Sprouse, as all my other fics are. If you are offended or do not like this kind of stuff, then just keep scrolling. This is requested by my followers and I won’t deny it or not do it simply because a few other people don’t like it.)
“Am I outta my head, am I outta my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like.”
It was the little things about him that always had me craving him. The veins along his wrists, when his jaw was clenched. The little hints of curls that poked out of his gray beanie, almost as if they were begging to see the light of day. The frame of his body was probably my favorite part. I had never been attracted to buff men, particularly guys like my friend Archie Andrews. He was a whole different story though. He was tall and lean, almost comparing to the body of a track runner, but his body was still toned in all of the right places, and he was certainly strong enough to carry me up my stairs to my bedroom.
Jughead Jones made me think the most sinful things, and I couldn’t ever stop. I’m just lucky that the feeling is mutual.
“Y/n?Did you just hear a thing I said?” My best friend Veronica looked at me expectantly, her eyebrows raised and looking frustrated with me. Truthfully, I hadn’t heard a thing she said. I was too busy focusing my attention on something more…interesting.
Jughead Jones had started out as a friend. That’s how they all did, right? We had four classes together, and mutual friends, so of course, we grew incredibly close over time.Eventually, it became something more
The boy stared back at me, his blue eyes piercing through mine and in to my head, almost reading my thoughts. I saw as he mouthed a simple word “tonight” and I gave him a slight nod, biting my lip in response.
“Sorry V, she’s too focused on her loverboy.” Archie taunted me, passing by us and to his friend, knocking shoulders with him. Jughead blushed slightly, not moving from his position on the lockers, his arms crossed over him. I could fix that.
I strutted over, my hips moving a little more than they usually do. Jughead uncrossed his arms and they immediately went to my waist once I reached him, pulling me in to his body that was still against the lockers. I leaned up, pressing my lips to his quickly before the bell rang.
I broke apart from my boyfriend, my hand sliding down his shirt slowly. I pulled away, winking at him before strutting off. I didn’t even have to turn around to know his eyes were on me, watching my every step.
“No matter what you say,
no matter what you do,
I only wanna do bad things to you.”
Jughead and I had been together for a good six months before we got in to our first fight. He always had his nose shoved in to his laptop, and I got no attention from him anymore, and I was angry. I had waited a while for him to notice, and he never did, so I took matters in to my own hands.
My boyfriend sat at a stool in my kitchen, his hands in his hair and his laptop in front of him, His beanie long forgotten on the counter. If I wasn’t so pissed at him, I might have offered to release some of that tension, but I wasn’t in a giving mood that day.
I slammed the laptop shut, my eyes glaring at him. Jughead looked up at me with a confused look.
“Forsythe, do you remember why I invited you over?” I asked him, my eyebrow cocked while I waited to his answer. His mouth opened slightly, trying to string together something and drawing up a blank. I scoffed, shaking my head and walking away.
“Baby, wait-” Jughead hopped off the stool, following me out of the room.
“Jughead, I asked you to come over because I wanted to spend time with you!! Not so I could watch you on your laptop the whole time! I just want some of you to myself!is that too much?”
“You know how important this novel is to me, y/n-”
“ I know that! But I should be more important!” I shouted. I didn’t care if I sounded selfish. I was pissed.
“ Of course you’re more important! What kind of question is that?!” Jughead looked at me like I was ridiculous and I shook my head.
“Really? Because sometimes it feels like you would choose that book over me if it came down to it.” I crossed my arms, my foot tapping against the hardwood floor. Jughead’s face fell, and the anger on his face was replaced with a sad look.
“That is not true, that is not true at all, I would always choose you.” Jughead closed the gap between us, his arms wrapping around my waist. I pushed him away slightly, my hands on his chest.
“Prove it.” I spoke bravely, my tone of voice becoming different.
Everything happened relatively quickly from there.Jughead’s hands went around my back, lifting me so my legs were wrapped around his waist, and his fingers wrapping around the backs of my thighs. His mouth was on mine and I felt my back hit the wall. Jughead’s lips went to my neck, sucking harshly at the skin until purple bruises adorned it. My hands went to his sweater, almost ripping the fabric just to get it off of him.
“ My room,” I panted, my hands tangled in Jughead’s hair while he sucked harshly at the collarbone peeking out of my tank top. He adjusted my body that was wrapped around his before making his way to the stairs, carrying me up them. I felt my back hit my mattress and Jughead was on top of me, his legs on either side of my waist and his hands already under my shirt. His had already been tossed over a chair in my room.
I flipped us over so I was on top,grinding my lower body in to his. Jughead let out a low groan, his head tilting upwards at the contact. My hands made quick work unbuckling his belt, pulling it off of him quickly and unbuttoning his jeans. Jughead looked at me impressed.
“No matter how many times you do that, I’m still pretty shocked at your skillwork.” Jughead’s arms went behind his head, a smirk now on his face.
“Don’t get too comfortable.” I taunted, my hands going behind my back.
I unclasped my bra, tossing it across my room somewhere. Jughead sat up quickly, his mouth already on my chest, littering my body with hickeys. He flipped us over again so he was in control, and pressed open mouth kisses down my stomach to my hips, his fingers curling under my sweatpants and dragging the waistband down and off of me. My breath hitched in my throat when I felt his lips on my thigh, leaving light little kisses up them until his mouth was over the fabric of my underwear. My back arched off the mattress at the feeling, my fingers gripping the sheets until my knuckles turned white. Jughead hooked two of his digits in to the side of my underwear, pulling them slowly down my thighs.
“Jug… Jug please.” I begged, not really in the mood to take things slow. Jughead pulled the fabric down the rest of my legs, and they went flinging in an unknown direction of the bedroom.Jughead’s head dipped down, and I was breathing intensely, my hands going to his hair and tangling in to the strands, gripping tightly.
“We’re both wild, and the nights young, and you’re my drug.”
Parties weren’t Jughead’s thing, but Cheryl was in fact now a part of our gang, and it was only fair to at least make an appearance. So, on Saturday night, I was getting dressed and ready to go to her party. I wore a simple blue dress a gold belt with a bow around my waist, and some black ankle boots. Veronica and Betty laid on my bed, chatting amongst the two of them while I finished my makeup. I was finishing my lipstick when Archie and Jughead walked in to my door, both of them surprisingly having smiles on their faces.
Jughead made his way towards me immediately, pressing a kiss to my temple and standing behind me, his arms wrapping loosely around my shoulders. I looked at him through my vanity mirror, blowing a kiss at him, and he blushed and rolled his eyes.
“Are you almost ready y/n?” Betty sighed exasperatedly. She say up from the bed, smoothing out her romper, and Veronica wrapped her an arm around her waist, leaning her head against her girlfriends shoulder
“Oh, Bets, let the poor girl take her time. It’s always classier to be fashionably late.” Veronica pressed a kiss to the shell of Betty’s ear and her face went red.
We arrived on time to the party and everyone split up, Betty and Veronica dancing, Archie talking to Valerie, and my back to Jughead’s chest as we sunk in to a corner of the room, to have some privacy. His arms were around my waist, holding my tightly to his body while he pressed kisses to my neck, whispering incredibly sinful things about what he would be doing to me right this minute had we not been at Cheryl’s house.
I know that Jughead would have rather been at my house tonight, cuddled in to each other on my couch watching a movie, or just talking and being in each other’s presence, or even trying out some of the things he had been whispering to me. I felt a little sympathetic for him, but I knew just the way to cheer him up.
I turned around, my hands slipping in to his, and I pulled him towards the middle of the room. An upbeat song was playing and everybody was dancing and jumping around. Jughead huffed, not wanting to go, but I knew he wouldn’t resist if I tried hard enough.
I finally got him to the middle of the room, my hands lacing with his, my back pressed against his chest as my hips swayed back and forth to the music. I could feel Jughead was tense, so I gave him a little incentive by pushing my lower body in to his slightly, and I heard his breath shudder a bit before he was moving his body against mine and his lips were on my neck.
“we should go back to your place."Jughead whispered, his lips brushing against my skin. I tilted my neck so he could have easier access, taking his hands in mine and running them down the sides of my body. With the way his body was moving against mine, and all the things he had been sharing with me earlier, it would be an understatement to say I was worked up. I grabbed his hand again, weaving through the crowds and shouting a goodbye to Betty and Veronica before starting the trek to my house. Jughead and I walked hand in hand, slowing down every once in a while to kiss each other.
"When we get home, you’re in for it.”
“Oh, I know.”
“And you keep me in with those hips, while my teeth sink in those lips, while your body’s giving me life, and you suffocate in my kiss.”
“Fuck, Forsythe.” I hissed, my nails digging in to his back. My hips moved slowly down on to his length, my fingers moving up his back and in to his hair. His hands were wrapped around my body, his lips biting harshly at my shoulder. When I felt my body adjust to him, I rose my hips before sinking back down on to him again.Jughead captured my lips with his, his teeth biting gently in to my bottom lip. We lazily kissed as I moved up and down slowly, my walls tightening around him slightly. Jughead held me as close to his body as he could, our chests pressed together.
I was on cloud 9 every time I was intimate with Jug. Everything about him was breath taking, and he was so beautiful when he was like this: his lips slightly parted, his curly hair matted down and sticking to his forehead, and his body shining from the warmth of our bodies colliding.
I started to move my hips a little faster, grinding down on to Jughead’s hips. Jughead buried his face in to the crook of my neck, and his arms wrapped around me even tighter, if that was possible. I used whatever energy I had left to move my hips faster, bringing Jughead and I both to the edge. I could feel the warmth in the pit of my stomach, warning me that I was close.
“I know, baby.” Jughead began to meet his hips with mine on every thrust, one arm unwrapping from around my body to press the pad of his finger to my clit. I gasped at the sensation, my nails scratching against his back harder.
“Shit, shit, I-I’m-” I cut myself off, not having enough breath to finish my sentence. I felt my stomach tighten and then I was cumming on Jughead’s dick, a quiet moan escaping my lips. I kept thrusting against him, riding out my high while he chases his, soon I was being hit with overstimulation, but I powered through it, bouncing against Jughead as fast as I could.
“Fuck, fuck, shit, I’m gonna-” strings of curse words escaped Jughead’s lips as he flipped us over, pounding in to me as hard as he could. His lips went around on of my nipples, sucking harshly, and his fingers rubbed quickly and forcefully against my clit, drawing out another orgasm from me.
Before I knew it, I was cumming again, this time Jughead following as he came inside me. Jughead’s body collapsed on top of mine, not before pulling out of me slowly. My hands tangled themselves in his hair and his arms went back around my body, his head laying against my chest. I could feel his heart race against my own beating heart, and I looked down at my beautiful boyfriend, as I smiled.He was all mine.
“The way we love, is so unique, and when we touch, I’m shivering.”
I woke up to the light shining from my bedroom window, the rays of sun peeking through my curtains and casting rays of light along the sleeping bodies of Jughead and I. The night before had been our one year anniversary, and he “spent the night”, Which resulted in to this morning, the both of us naked in my bed.
Jughead was already awake, his fingers tracing along my arms.Goosebumps ran along my skin at the feeling of his touch, leaning up to give him a kiss.
“Good morning, sunshine.” Jughead mumbled against my lips. I giggled as his fingers went to my sides, tickling me the slightest bit.
“Good morning, handsome.” I smiled down at him, my eyes practically in the shapes of hearts. I loved this boy to death. He was the most perfect thing I had ever found in this world.
“How are you feeling?” He asked me, his fingers stopping so his arms could wrap around my back. He pulled our bodies tighter together.
“I’m great.” I told him, leaning down to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. Jughead’s face scrunched up slightly and I giggle again, my hands cupping his cheeks.
“I love you, so much. So, so, soso much.” I started pressing kisses all over his face and I felt it scrunch up again before catching my lips with his. Jughead wasn’t a super affectionate person in public, so I loved these moments I had with him, hidden away under my covers, where it was just the two of us.
“And no one has to get it, just you and me.”
“I swear to god, you two are the most sickeningly cute couple in..in… In god knows what!” Veronica threw her hands up dramatically before slamming them down on to the table at the booth. She looked at the two of us, who sat across from each other. Jughead and I didn’t break our eye contact, still looking at each other and smiling brightly.
“Come on, V.It’s cute. They’re cute.” Betty defended, sitting across from her girlfriend.
I know, but look at them! All they do is stare at each other like its the morning after their first time.“ Veronica scoffed before pausing for a second. Her mouth opened in shock before she whispered loudly.
"You guys fucked!” Jughead and I broke apart at that, looking at Veronica with wide eyes. I was about to shake my head when Jughead interrupted.
“We’ve been fucking, V. Catch up.” Ronnie and Betty’s mouth fell open simultaneously at the confidence in Jughead’s voice.He leaned back in the booth and turned his attention back to me, cheekily winking at me. My cheeks grew hot as I looked back at my best friends, mouths still open in shock.
“You guys, you, you’re-” Ronnie stammered, looking back and forth at each other. Jughead and I started laughing at Ronnie’s reaction, and she sputtered.
“I don’t get your relationship. I seriously don’t.” Ronnie slumped in her seat, her chin resting in the palm of her hand.
“Cheer up, V. It’s y/n and Jughead. Nobody gets it except them.” Jughead and I had already tuned out Betty though, our attention going back to each other. Nobody had to understand our relationship, because it wasn’t theirs. It was ours, And it was perfect.
Okay I thought of something and it made me emo so I wanted to share it with you guys too so we can be emo together (that’s what skamily is for)
You remember this? (well of course you do)
well this clip just made me realise that this, everything Even is telling Isak that will happen isn’t just something that he thinks will happen because he is depressed. He believes it, because it’s happened before. It has happened with his friends whom he loved so much.
We don’t know what happened but it is something so bad that not only hurt balloon squad but made Even think they hate him, made Even hate himself and that’s why he was so sure he would always be alone before Isak. Why he thought all he did was ruin things. Because he has before. He has lost everything before. and now it’s threatening to come back and haunt him and he is flipping terrified that whatever he did that was so bad to lose all the people he loves and trust, will take away the one person he loves and trusts now.
This clip broke my heart, because this face? it reminds me of the clip above. All the shame, self-hate, resentment at whatever led to him losing his friends. This face shows just how much he still truly believes that he hurt all his friends enough for them to hate him. He believes it so much that he continues to hate himself for everything he can’t change. He is so ashamed, so terrified of everything that went down with bakka and his closest friends to come back and destroy everything he has built between him and that incident. ugh it’s just. I feel like this clip and this entire storyline is so damn important because it’s proving that everything we saw with Even at the end of s3 hasn’t gone away just because Isak loves him.
His self hate? the pain, this belief that he doesn’t deserve anyone because he just hurts them and ruins everything? ah god it’s still there and it always will be until he faces everything that created it. And so the bakka storyline is coming up to maybe hopefully push Even in the right direction of healing and finally self love and acceptance because that is what skam is about.
dealing with everything you are ashamed of about yourself and finding love and acceptance within yourself. For Even that is no longer being ashamed of his past and his illness but accepting that it is a part of him and his story and he is even more strong, beautiful and compassionate because of it. He shouldn’t hate himself for things out of his control, and he shouldn’t be terrified of losing people he loves because of it. He is kind, smart, beautiful, and loved. his illness doesn’t define him. This is everything I wanted from an Even season, and just maybe we’re gonna get it.
just maybe we’re gonna get to watch someone teach us how to love and accept ourselves again.
I hope so
Also the fact that he asked about the boys made me want to cry because he so clearly misses them so much and he said it in such a,….sad way? I just I can’t.
Especially when the boys reaction to Even’s name was this
I just… I want to protect my baby and take away his pain and worries. He still thinks that he is capable of hurting and losing Isak and I truly feel like those feelings are connected to the Balloon squad, who are connected to Sana who is our beautiful main. And that is how we are going to get Even’s self acceptance story after all.
❝ We’re going to be parents! ❞
❝ Did you feel him/her/them kick!? ❞
❝ Do you want to feel the baby? ❞
❝ I’m pregnant…and it’s yours. ❞
❝ Do you think I’ll make a good mother/father? ❞ ❝ What are you hoping for? ❞ ❝ I feel so nauseous today… ❞
❝ What should we name him/her/them? ❞ ❝ How many diapers do you think we’ll need? ❞ ❝ You’re crying over a puppy? ❞
❝ Is just strawberry okay? They didn’t have strawberries and cream. ❞ ❝ I’ve read this book four times I’m basically an expert by now. ❞ ❝ Boy or girl? ❞
❝ Wait, do we have everything on this list I found? ❞ ❝ Can you put the crib together? I’m so tired. ❞ ❝ This kid can come out anytime it’s ready. ❞
❝ You’re glowing. ❞ ❝ How far along are you? ❞ ❝ Please don’t freak out…but I’m pregnant. I SAID DON’T FREAK OUT. ❞
❝ Hospital. Now! ❞
❝ I think that was a contraction… ❞
❝ The due date’s not until next week! ❞
NEW BABY -
❝ S/He’s your kid before five in the morning. ❞
❝ We need to go on a diaper run again. ❞
❝ We’re out of formula–where’s the other can!? ❞
❝ Ugh, s/he spit up on my good shirt! ❞
❝ S/he won’t stop crying, I don’t know what to do. ❞
❝ Please take him/her, I’m going to go crazy with the screaming. ❞ ❝ Is it even possible for a baby to scream so much!? ❞ ❝ Should they be breathing like that? ❞ ❝ I need to go check on the baby. ❞
❝ If you never put him/her down you’ll spoil him/her. ❞ ❝ Daddy/Mommy’s little girl/boy! ❞ ❝ Good morning, little spawn of Satan! ❞ ❝ Shhh, they’re finally asleep. ❞
❝ Dammit, I just got them to sleep! ❞ ❝ Be careful, s/he’s a hair puller…. ❞ ❝ Where’s the pacifier!? ❞ ❝ I can’t find his/her blanket, please help me. ❞
❝ I’ve been up since four this morning, it’s your turn. ❞ ❝ I found you and the baby sleeping in the recliner at six am and it was so precious. ❞ ❝ Stroller, diaper bag, playpen, blanket, bottles, what else do we need before we go to your parents? ❞ ❝ A babysitter!? Are you insane!? ❞
❝ You’re going to spoil them. ❞
❝ We can’t go out with the baby, that’s just asking for trouble. ❞ ❝ Baby’s awake… ❞ ❝ S/he’s so precious…. ❞ ❝ This is our son/daughter…. ❞
❝ We make damn beautiful babies. ❞ ❝ Look at his/her little feet… ❞ ❝ S/he has your eyes. ❞ ❝ Do not dress him/her in that! ❞
❝ Be careful with him/her! ❞ ❝ Did you remember to pack his/her toy? ❞ ❝ His/her first tooth came in today. Already bit me.❞ ❝ Did you hear that? That was a cough.❞
❝ The kids won’t stop fighting. ❞ ❝ We should have another. ❞
❝ Stop giving them dessert before dinner! ❞ ❝ You’re going to spoil them rotten… ❞ ❝ You need to learn not to fall for the puppy dog eyes. ❞ ❝ I just love them so much!? ❞
❝ How are we going to break the news to them that they’re getting a brother/sister? ❞ ❝ Their screaming woke the baby… ❞
❝ I’m a horrible mother/father… ❞ ❝ How can you make the baby hush and I can’t? ❞ ❝ Was that a word!? ❞ ❝ His/her first word better not be a damn cuss word! ❞
❝ You look exhausted. ❞ ❝ First steps! First steps! ❞ ❝ Watch, s/he can roll over now! ❞ ❝ I don’t want anyone else watching our baby/children. ❞
❝ They totally wanted to build the pillow fort, not me. ❞ ❝ Can you manage dropping them off? ❞ ❝ Damn terrible twos, right? ❞ ❝ How did they outgrow their clothes so fast!? ❞
❝ I think we make damn good parents. ❞ ❝ Why are both you and the baby crying? ❞ ❝ Here, I’ll watch him/her, you go relax. ❞ ❝ I haven’t been able to put her/him down all morning/day/night. ❞
❝ S/he doesn’t want me, s/he wants you! ❞ ❝ S/he just ran into the coffee table, don’t worry. ❞ ❝ Stop fighting with me in front of the kid/s! ❞ ❝ We shouldn’t have dressed the twins in matching outfits… ❞
❝ Can I hold him/her? ❞ ❝ S/he has separation anxiety because you never put them down! ❞ ❝ My mother always hoped my kids would end up like me…I’m so sorry. ❞ ❝ I wouldn’t let them do ____, so they started crying. ❞
❝ Oh, s/he’s just a little angel! ❞ ❝ Hello, little one! ❞ ❝ I can babysit if you’d like. ❞ ❝ Guess who broke your favorite ____. ❞
❝ Finally got him/her/them to sleep. ❞ ❝ It’s your turn to put him/her/them to bed. ❞ ❝ I hate bath time. ❞ ❝ Can you help me with the kids for five goddamn minutes!? ❞
❝ I think ____ is jealous of the baby. ❞ ❝ ___ just hit ___, can you do something!? ❞ ❝ Is locking kids in the basement against the law!? ❞
❝ They’re cute when they’re quiet. ❞ ❝ Maybe taking them to the park will let out all their energy. ❞ ❝ _____ colored on the walls today… ❞ ❝ Look at the mess they made again… ❞
Silence, and exchanged glances Yuusuke refused to meet, pretending to try and take the baby’s thumb out of his mouth instead.
“Reigen. As in Rei-Gun?”
The detective gave them a withering glare.
“It was a pseudonym.”
Kuwabara burst out laughing, and Kurama politely covered a suspicious cough behind his hand.
“How was I supposed to know she’d name him after me, it’s not like this thing– I didn’t plan him!”
Have this stupid parenting AU where Reigen is Yuusuke’s son. ╮(╯∀╰)╭ It’s completely unrelated to my Kuramob pics, this is just, idk, I can’t even remember how my brain got here.
I do know some of my enablers wanted Kurama “watching” over baby Reigen with a leash, and baby Reigen enjoying some dirt because Kurama is pretty certain he wouldn’t be eating it if he didn’t enjoy it.
I was going to post this later but what the hell. This is in Yoongi’s pov, there will be more in his pov but I figured this needed to be done since I had some people freaking out over the last chapter. Thank you to anyone who has supported this story, it means the world to me. Anyway, hope you enjoy! (Also if you messaged me about how to make a masterlist, I forgot your username, i’m sorry! Message me again for the link it you still want it.)
Namjoon: Namjoon would be fucking your from the back when you’d ask to get your hair pulled. You would already have a choking fetish and it would turn Namjoon on badly
“Like this baby?” He asked and pulled your hair back roughly making you moan out in pain and pleasure.
Jungkook: You two would be making out on the couch and he’d be groping, squeezing, and slapping your ass just how you like it. You felt like something was missing so you’d pull away from the kiss and cup his face
“I want you to pull my hair,” you breathlessly say. He’d look at you and shrug.
“Okay.” He’d pull you back into the kiss amd later pull your hair.
Taehyung: You two would be watching a movie and there was a sex scene which showed a girl getting her hair pulled. She seemed to be enjoying herself as he pulled her hair.
“U-uh- maybe we should change this-” “we should try that.” Tae would look at you and gulp.
(yes I’m aware Tae’s eyes are black in the gif)
Hoseok: You and Hobi would be playing around, chasing each other and when Hobo reached to grab you, he pulled you hair. He was expecting you to scream but instead you moaned like a pornstar.
Hobi would apologise but you would like it and forgive him, but would ask him to do it later
Jimin: You’d be riding Jimin while playing with your hair. Jim would also have this kink too so he’d pleasure his wn filthy needs and pull your hair causing you to groan in a sensual way.
“You like that don’t you,” he grinned.
Yoongi: Since you and Yoongi would be exploring each other sex life at the moment, you’d be chilling on the couch when out of the blue you’d say the kink. Yoongi would give you a emotionless expression with his cheek on his knuckles.
“Cool,” he shrugged and looked back at the TV, but in his head he was going to use it on you tonight.
Jin: You two would be hangout at his place and he’d be eating bowl of ramen when you two were asking each other sexual questions. “Whats another one of your kinks,” he asked.
“Hair pulling,” you shrugged. He’d look at you and sit the bowl down wiping his lip.
I looked from my laptop up as my sister Angie came into my room.
“Hey Zack, what’s up?” she said
“Hey sis. I just heard from Stephanie. She has too much work to do this weekend, and she can’t make it back.” Our older sister was in college and had been planning to come back for the three day weekend that now stretched out before us.
“That sucks. So are mom and dad at that conference?”
“No, they are out for tonight, back in the morning. Then they leave for it tomorrow morning, and will be gone until Monday night.”
“So, more or less, the house to ourselves for the entire weekend?”
“Yep.” I said with a grin. The two of us had always been really close, and we were looking forward to a relaxing weekend with just each other. My little sister returned my grin and her eyes lit up. She was two years younger than me, but was always more mischievous than I.
“Dinner?” she asked
She shrugged and left my room. It was early still, and I returned to finishing my homework on my laptop. It was Friday and I wanted to be done for the weekend.
Later that night, having finished dinner, Angie and I were sitting on the couch, watching a movie. She was curled up against me, with my arm draped over her. As the movie ended, I switched the TV and looked and my baby sister. Her face was furrowed and she looked like she was considering something serious.
“What’s up sis?” I asked. She looked up at me.
“Can I talk to you about something?”
“It’s kind of awkward and personal”
“Anything you ever want to talk about, I will be here for you Angie” I said. I squeezed her tighter with one arm and planted a kiss on her forehead.
“Thanks Zack, I know. Are you a virgin?”
I flushed a bit, but answered truthfully
“Yes. And I assume you are as well” I knew my sister well enough that she would tell me why she asked without prompting.
“Yes, I am. Do you think I’m pretty?” she asked as a blush rose to her cheeks and she turned away.
Rather than respond immediately, with the obvious ‘yes’ I looked as my little sister as a woman, not a girl, taking in her features. She was tall, about 5’10” and thin. She had an incredibly toned and trimmed body from the years and years of gymnastics that she was so found of. Rich chocolate brown hair that cascaded midway down her back. Small breasts, no larger than an A cup, but they sat perfectly on her petite frame that any larger would have looked absurd.
“I think you are beautiful” I replied, and I genuinely meant it. Angie’s eyes lit up, and she could tell my compliment was honest. I pulled her closer to me and planted a kiss on her forehead. She returned my embrace and beamed up at me. Then the smile faded into a look of unease. I could tell she was trying to work her way around to telling me why she asked about my history with women.
“I asked because I figured … well … we know each other really well … and we love each other a lot … and … we are both virgins … and alone … and well…” Her face flushed and she turned away from me, embarrassed.
I looked at my little sister, my mind jumbled, my body fighting for the blood my brain needed to make decisions. A squeezed her closer and brought my left hand around to her chin. I forced her face to turn back to mine, and saw tears of embarrassment shining in her eyes. I planted a kiss full on her lips, the first time I had kissed a girl in all my years. After the longest thirty seconds of my life, we broke apart and caught our breath. We looked into each other’s eyes, and I asked her,
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Absolutely. Do you, Zack?”
“Yes, Angie, I really do.”
“I love you, big brother.”
“I love you, little sister.”
Our lips locked again, and I could see many of my emotions reflected in my baby sister’s eyes. Lust warred with love, each seeking to blot out the other. Our lips parted and my tongue slipped into her mouth, as hers slipped into mine.
I rolled her over, and sat my sister on my lap. Our lips met again, and my hands wandered over her tight back. I pulled her closer to me, out chests meeting and our kiss never breaking. She started to shift her hips back and forth in my lap. Her small breasts rubbed against my chest and my cock started to harden with the constant motion. I shifted one hand down, to grip her tight ass, and the other up to her chest to cup one of her lovely tits. Her hands wandered over my chest and out tongues stilled warred in each other’s mouths.
Our kiss broke, and Angie shifted back slightly on my lap. We were both breathless, and for a moment, the only noise in the room was our breathing.
“That was my first kiss, sis” I said, and she giggled at me.
“Mine too” she said still smiling. There was a long pause before she asked, “Do you want to go further?”
In answer I grabbed her and she squealed with delight as I pulled her back to my lips. Her hands found my chest again, and then started to go lower. She found the hem of my shirt, and began to pull it up. I felt a tingle as the cool air rushed over my warm skin. She pulled the shirt higher and higher, and finally we were forced to break off our kiss as the shirt passed over my head. As soon as it was on the floor, we kissed again.
Then slowly, my hands came around to her firm hips. I grabbed the shirt and raised it up slowly. Our kiss broke again, and I pulled off her shirt and threw it on the floor. I looked at my sister, sitting on my lap, our skin touching. Her skin was pale, as was mine, and against that white background, the rainbow striped bra on her chest looked even more vibrant. It was about a 32-34 A, and seemed to delight in cling to such nubile curves. We resumed our passionate kissing, and she resumed grinding her crotch into mine.
After a few more minutes of this, I stopped her and pried my sister off of me. She looked confused for a moment, but when she saw the grin of desire on my face, lust overtook her. I stood her up in front of me, and reached for the belt around her waist. I unfastened it, and reached for the button on her jeans. I undid it, and drew down the zipper, the hooked my fingers under the waist band of her pants. In one fluid motion, I dropped the pants to the ground, and as she stepped out of them, I looked at her sky blue panties. Under my gaze, she squirmed a bit, and flushed embarrassed.
“Stand up, bro. It’s not fair that you’re wearing pants.” She whined playfully.
I stood, and her hands were at my waist, undoing my belt, as her lips found mine again. She reached for the zipper on my pants, and the next thing I knew, my pants were around my ankles. I stepped out of them, and fell back onto the couch, grabbing Angie as I went. She sat, straddling me, as we kissed again. We looked at one another, and nervous laughter rose in our throats. She resumed grinding our crotches together, but this time, but with only her sky blue panties and my red boxers on, the feeling was much more intense. My cock was rock hard at this point, and only the weight of my baby sister was holding it down. She was also getting into it, I realized, as I saw a damp spot growing on her panties. I kissed her again and again, one hand around the tight muscles of her ass, and the other around her back, snaking up to the back of her head, holding her close to me.
I looked down, breaking off our kiss, and looked at our bodies. Angie had on only her sky blue panties and rainbow striped bra, and I with only red boxers. Our flesh gleamed with sweat and her body, sculpted from almost a decade of gymnastics, was taut and perfect. She started pushing our bodies together faster and harder, and my cock started rubbing against her pussy.
At the same time, completely independent of each other, our hands started to reach towards our lap. Mine trailed down her chest, her taut stomach, and came to rest just on the elastic band that held her underwear up. Her hand did the same thing to my body. She raised her hips, and I slowly inched my fingers down on to her sweat mound, feeling the fabric under my touch, and beneath that, my sister’s warm wetness. Her hand traced its way over my boxers to the base of my straining erection.
She began to stroke my cock through my boxers, as I began to run my hand over her pussy. The friction of her hand and my boxers on my dick sent a wave of pleasure through my body. I rubbed her faster and faster, and in response she stroked me faster still. Our hips ground together, our hands rubbed at the others genitals and we saw bliss reflected in each other’s eyes. Her wet spot grew larger and she began to moan, softly at first, then louder as I groaned at my need for release.
Angie’s breathing got faster and faster and I could feel her trembling. I could also feel my own orgasm getting closer. All at once, we both stiffened and moaned. We both orgasmed in our underwear and collapsed on to the couch. We lay there for the span of several long, shuttering breaths, my sister’s lithe body draped over my larger one, her face pressed against my shoulder. Finally reality reasserted itself, and I looked over at her.
“Well…” Angie said, before we both burst into laughter. We laughed long and loud, uncontrollably, until we were both gasping for air. We were not laughing at anything, but we could not stop.
Our merriment finally subsided and we looked back at each other. I could feel a contented smile on my face, and it was reflected on my baby sister’s.
“That felt amazing, Zack.” She sighed, contentedly.
“You too, Angie.” I replied, giving her a squeeze. She giggled and writhed on my lap, rubbing our sodden underwear together. We both looked down and laughed again.
“Shower?” I asked.
“Together.” She responded. “Just let me get my breath back.”
We sat there for another few minutes, until Angie rolled off of me, and we stood up. We gathered our clothes, and I chased her up stairs to the bathroom we shared. We turned the water on, and as it heated up, started kissing again. Our mouths joined together, and we embraced tightly.
My hands roamed across her back, and found the hooks of her rainbow bra. I unclasped them, and peeled off the garment. Then I got my first real look at my sister’s naked breasts. They were small, but perky and sat perfectly on her slight body. I let my hands wander lower and lower until I felt her small tight ass. I slipped two fingers under the elastic band of her sky blue panties and slid them around to her hips. All at once, I jerked my hands down, carrying her underwear with them. I beheld her virgin pussy for the first time in my life. She was unshaven, and the coarse brown hair stood out in contrast to her perfectly smooth legs.
She blushed and turned away from me, allowing me a perfect view of her perfect, tiny ass. I drew her close to me and planted a kiss on the top of her head. I could see her smile and feel her relax and she turned back around and reached down. Her hands gripped the waistband of my boxers and eased them down. My erection was now back in full swing, and popped out. I was also unshaven. It was the first time I had ever been exposed to someone in a sexual manner. We stepped out of the clothes around our ankles, and kissed again.
My sister and I drew back the shower curtain and slipped inside. The warm water and close confines made me feel as though my head was in a fog. We started washing each other all over. My hands, lathered with soapy water, found their way around her back and came to rest on her petite breasts. I savored the experience, my first real skin to skin sexual contact with her, as I began to massage her boobs. Angie started to whimper slightly, and then as I tweaked her tiny nipples, she let out a moan.
I left off and snaked my hands down lower and lower. I ran my hands over her tight legs, higher and higher. Her lean calves, her firm thighs, and then above that, the golden territory, all covered with soap and water. A thought crossed my mind and I rested my hand on her bush, and asked
“Why shave your legs, and not up here?”
“Because,” her response was bashful, “I was afraid it would hurt if I slipped.”
“Do you want me to help you?”
“Yes. But not right now. You got me wound up, and I need release.”
I grinned and slid my right hand over her mound as my left worked its way back to her tits. There was wetness there that had nothing to do with the shower. I began to stroke my middle finger up and down her slit, and my index and ring finger along the outside of her pussy. My left hand was massaging her breast and my right spread her lips wide open. She moaned her desire and I plunged my middle finger deep into my baby sister’s pussy. The gasped and shudder at the sudden intrusion, and cried out three words
“Oh God Yes!”
I started to work the top of her pussy with my thumb, and began to thrust my middle finger in and out of her sweat confines. She was incredibly warm, tight, and wet. It felt like my finger was being sucked in on every pump. Angie moaned louder and louder, and I thrust faster and faster. Her arms wrapped around my right arm, and her hand went down to cover mine, forcing me deeper into her. I tweaked her nipple and thrust deep into her. All at once, she seized up and froze completely, her muscles locking, and I would have sworn she even stopped breathing for a second.
My sister would have collapsed onto the floor if my arms had not been wrapped around her. She hung like a rag doll in my arms for several minutes, getting her breath back, her ass still pressed to my straining erection. She finally turned to me and, planting a kiss on my lips, moaned,
“Thank you. That was amazing.”
I grinned at her, and she tiredly returned the expression. We continued washing for a few minutes, until I found myself facing the showerhead, Angie behind me. She unexpectedly grabbed me in an embrace, and whispered in my ear,
“Your turn big bro.”
Her breasts were pressed to my back and her arms were around my chest. Her soapy hands slid down to my cock and delicately traced over my pubic hair.
“I like you like this. Don’t shave it.” I could hear the grin in her voice. I grinned back and shook my head.
“Anything for you, little sis.”
She kissed my neck and grasped my dick with her warm, wet, slippery hand. She slid her hand up and down my shaft, while sliding her other hand over my chest. Her small hands pumped me again and again, until I was right on the verge. Then she slid her other hand down and grabbed my balls. It was too much for me, and I came all over the front of the shower.
I turned around and kissed my sister again and again, each kiss deeper and more passionate than the last. We finished up in the shower and stepped out. Looking at the clock, we realized with a start that our parents would be home soon. We quickly went into Angie’s room and she bent over to rummage through her dresser for something to ware. I did not help the process by taking that opportunity to grab and start massaging her firm ass. She playfully slapped my hands away and threw on some pajamas. We went to my room and repeated the process, but in reverse.
“So, I am looking forward to a fun weekend.” She said.
“Me too.” I grinned “Just the two of us from Saturday afternoon to Monday night.”