kylie wells

Sleeping Beauty; Kylie Jenner Smut

Days at work felt as if all they ever did was drag on and on, but that was partially due to the fact that I was so antsy to get home to my beautiful girlfriend, Kylie. We’d been dating around six months and already moved in together. Things moved quite fast between us, but I most certainly didn’t mind. I was already head over heels and she felt the same. We were attached at the hip practically, except for when I was working. Although she’d told me time after time I could pursue a career in acting or modeling, I still wanted to keep my job. Today had started off so well, from Kylie giving me morning head to wake me up, that I couldn’t wait to get home to her.

My drive home was a good twenty minutes, but twenty minutes too long if you’d ask me. Finally pulling into our driveway, I got out of the car faster than I usually do and made my way into the house. Luckily, I hadn’t called out Kylie’s name since I saw right away that she was fast asleep on the couch. The model looked blissfully adorable as she was lounged on the couch in her cropped sweatshirt and underwear, but at the same time incredibly irresistible. As I gazed at my beautiful girlfriend, an idea popped into my mind. Putting my stuff down, I tip toed over to the couch where I carefully moved between her legs and was positioned right in front of her core. With a smirk, I let two fingers carefully rub over her clit through her underwear. As I did that, my girlfriend began to stir in her sleep. Her eyes fluttered the slightest, but she remained asleep through my gentle touches.

Sitting up on my knees, I delicately tugged her panties down her legs and discarded them off to the side. As I bent back down to her core, I noticed she was already wet and a grin turned up at the corners of my mouth. Someone was getting herself off before she took her nap. Leaning in, I let my tongue take a slow swipe along her slit, just enough to start waking her up. My eyes remained gazing at her perfect figure when I took her clit into my mouth and began sucking lightly.  With that, I noticed my girlfriend start to stir more until her eyes fluttered open to look downcast on me. I couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at either end of my mouth when I noticed her initially sleepy eyes darken with lust. “Did I wake you, princess?” I mumbled. As Kylie nodded, I noticed a flash of dominance rush over her as her hands rushed to rake through my hair and then push my head back down against her pussy. “Don’t you dare stop eating me out until I’m cumming.” She demanded and I did exactly as she said.

Harshly, I began sucking at her clit, feeling her body contort below me while moans were belted out. Moving my hand up, I gripped at her thighs before letting her index and middle finger drag to her center. My two fingers began pumping in and out of her. My eyes didn’t look away from her face as I curled my fingers inside of her just to see the way her jaw went ajar when louder groans filled the room. My entire focus was on my girlfriend below me and making her feel better than ever. Kylie’s hips arched upwards as I took her clit between my teeth and let my fingers pump in and out of her at a faster speed. I watched as her lower lip was tugged between her teeth to conceal a moan, jerking her hips up against my touch. The speed of my fingers pumping and curling inside of her increased and I felt as her body tense up below me. Her release was approaching and I wanted it to be incredible for her. My tongue lapsed over her clit over and over and I slid another finger into her, attempting to further her along. Before I knew it, her head fell back against the couch and a sling of curse words were leaving her lips.

Almost immediately after her climax, Kylie yanked me up by my hair to her level and looked me straight in the eyes before our lips collided with one another’s. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.” She muttered before her teeth sunk into my bottom lip, tugging at it before releasing. Taking me up to the bedroom, she shoved me down onto the bed. “On your hands and knees, slut.” She commanded, and I obeyed immediately. I loved when Kylie got dominant like this. She came up beside me and pressed her lips to mine. “Don’t even think of looking back, either.” She said before walking away, leaving me dripping and staring at the wall. Lust was growing within me. I was aching to see what she had in store for me as I sat hands and knees on the bed, ass up in the air. 

Caught off guard in the middle of my thoughts, I felt a strike come down against my ass and a loud gasp escaped through my lips. Little did I know, behind me, my girlfriend was putting on a strap on. That was followed by the shift as Kylie kneeled behind me. I had been expecting her to eat me out, but what I got was even better. The feeling of the tip of a dildo grazed along my dripping wet slit, teasing over my clit. I couldn’t help the moan that fell past my lips. “You like the feeling of this cock on you, babygirl?” To which, I nodded my head and that earned me a spank. “Use your fucking words.” She demanded. “I love it, princess.” I whined, attempting to jerk my hips backwards. “Such an eager slut.” She muttered and continued to tease the cock against my cunt. “Beg for it.” 

“Please, fuck me.” I began, almost sounding exasperated. “I ate you out so well. Make your girl feel as good as you did.” I was trying to tempt her and it worked as I felt the hard cock slide into me, followed by the sound of my moan once again. Soon enough, she picked up and a rhythm and was just about pounding into me at a fast and steady pace. Her hands reached down to grip at my hips, scratching gently at them. My moans echoed throughout the room as she thrusted her hips to slide in and out of me until my core clenched around the length and I reached my climax. “Fuck.” I gasped as I dropped down onto the bed, catching my breath.

I had a few moments of just hearing my own breathing until I felt the shift in the bed again, then a vibrating sound. “We aren’t even close to done.” My girlfriend whispered in a seductive tone.


sorry this took so long, babes! busy times, but i’m back and hope you enjoyed this. let me know if i should make a part two??

Realization ~ J.M.

a/n: I love doing things I suck at :’) anyway enjoy the first imagine I’ve ever written hopefully it doesn’t suck too much since I wrote this at like 1:30 am lmao also shoutout to viki (@nightsspentthinking) for proofreading ily 

requested?  nope I just wrote it because yolo i don’t actually use yolo don’t come at me pls im being ironic 

summary: remember how 2016 was the year of realizing things according to Kylie Jenner? Well that’s exactly what we’re gonna be doing today. So buckle up lmao. Wow great description 10/10 anyway you’re best friends with Jonah and after a rough night you come to a realization.

You make your way back to your block after a long night of staying out. You’d had a huge fight with your parents over something you don’t even remember anymore but it had all been building up for a while now and you couldn’t take it anymore. All you remember is wanting to escape all the drama and sneaking out to go hang out with your friends. You grab your phone and find a bunch of notifications with missed calls from your parents. “I’m so screwed” you mutter under your breath. You look at the time,  ‘5:30 AM’ it reads. You sigh walking into your street, sneaking out was all fun and games unless of course you get caught.

You decided against going inside and getting lectured by your parents and instead called your best friend, Jonah. “Y/N?“ You hear a yawn and some stumbling around “What’s up is something wrong?” “I need a place to stay, can you come pick me up?” You waited for him to respond but it stayed silent for a while until he finally broke the silence telling you he’d be there in five before whispering  “are you okay?  You’re scaring me” “I just need my best friend right now” you simply stated and with that you hung up and turned off your phone.

Jonah picked you up shortly after and drove back to his place, both of you stayed silent during the ride. You got out of the car and whispered a thank you before walking up to his front porch and sitting down. You suddenly feel him grab your shoulder and pulling you into a hug, you bury your face in his chest and whisper “please don’t let go” he just nodded and hugged you tighter.  After what felt like forever you finally let go “do you want to talk about it?” he asked.You sighed thinking about it for a while before you responded: "I’d rather not”. 

After sitting in front of his house for the longest time just talking and joking around, you both went inside. “I’m tired” you said “yeah well it’s 8:30 in the morning Y/N it’s not rocket science that your body is tired after such a long night” he jokingly said to you before bursting out in laughter. You pretended to be offended but gave in and told him that he was right. He took your hand and told you to follow him upstairs so you could get into bed. You spaced out and stared at Jonah for a while, just looking at his face while he made another joke that you didn’t quite hear. You got a weird feeling in your stomach but you just shook it off and told yourself it was because you’d been up too long.

 When you get up to his room you look at the bed, you never noticed this before but for a tall guy like Jonah he had a pretty small bed. You dropped your purse on the ground next to the couch and just laid down closing your eyes. You open your eyes again when you hear someone walk around the hall, Jonah walks back into the room with a toothbrush and a hoodie in his hands. “What are you doing on the couch?” he asks looking at you with a confused look. “Well I don’t know about you but I’m trying to get some sleep”. “I can see that but what I actually meant was why are you on the couch and not the bed?”. You looked at the bed and back at Jonah and just shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess I thought you were sleeping there”. You sat up on the couch and looked at him waiting for a response. “So you thought I was gonna make you sleep on the couch?”. “As a matter of fact, I did.” He didn’t answer immediately and just chuckled “no one’s sleeping on that couch it’s not comfortable enough to sleep on.” You look at him with a puzzled look on your face. “What are you saying, Marais?” “I’m saying that we can sleep in the bed unless you don’t want to share the bed of course then I can sleep on the couch." 

You’d spend the night at Jonah’s tons of times but you’d always fallen asleep on the couch together or on a big mattress, never in his bed. He waved his hand in front of your face "Hello earth to Y/N? Anyone there?” You looked up and quickly answered, “yeah, we can share I wouldn’t let you sleep on an uncomfortable couch after all”. He finally handed you the hoodie and the toothbrush he had been holding this whole time and you went into the bathroom to brush your teeth and put on the hoodie. You looked in the mirror after putting on the hoodie, it was really big and almost fit like a dress for you but it was perfect to sleep in since it was also very soft and smelled like Jonah, you felt that weird feeling in your stomach creep up again. You pretended it wasn’t there and went back into his room. “See it fits perfectly” he joked. “Ha ha very funny Jonah, I can’t help that you’re a giant”. He was already in bed and you crawled in bed next to him. You were facing Jonah as you both laid in bed just looking at each other in silence. You found yourself staring at his face again, his beautiful, perfect face you thought to yourself. You stopped, this was Jonah, your best friend, you can’t think that. You do not like Jonah, you can’t like him, you told yourself. You repeated it in your head like a mantra. You snapped out of it when you heard your name and looked up at the boy. “Are you sure you’re okay? You seem kind of out of it”. Thanks to him you had completely forgotten about all of the shit you had to deal with throughout the past week. He always made you feel safe and knew how to cheer you up. “I actually feel a lot better now, thanks for always being there for me without hesitation. Even at 5:30 in the morning when I need a place to stay”. 

He smiled “I’ve always got your back you know that Y/N”. You smiled back at him “and I’ve always got yours”. He pulled you into a hug and you guys stayed like that. After a while, it seemed like Jonah had fallen asleep and you found yourself admiring his complexion once again. You tried really hard to think about something else but it just wouldn’t work. You sighed and decided to stop fighting it since it wasn’t gonna work. You laid there admiring his face for just a little bit longer. Maybe you did like Jonah a little, but only like a tiny bit, you lied to yourself. “How can you possibly be this cute while sleeping?” you mutter. His eyes suddenly open and he just smirks at you. “Are you flirting with me Y/N?”

Maria// Justin Bieber Imagine

Hey can u please do me an imagine where me and justin have a huge fight and I try to leave but he won’t let me, btw my name is emily ? xxx

Found this in my drafts so I thought I’d post it. Part 2 maybe?


“Talking ‘bout at the studio. Are you serious?” You whisper- yell at yourself. “Don’t even have the fucking brain to come up with something better.”

“Y/N, wait on me!” Your best friend, Kylie yells.

“Talking ‘bout ‘Baby, I love you’ but you out fucking some bitch behind my back.” You stomp your foot across the grass with rage. “You’re messing with the wrong girl.”

Kylie yanks your arm. “I bet it’s not what it looks like!” She desperately tries.

“If you’re not on my fucking side, leave.” You yank your arm back and march for the front door. Peaking inside of the little window, the little 2 story house seemed to be empty, but the GPS you put on Justin’s phone is telling you differently. Also, the Smart car outside is a dead give away.

You lift up the matt that says ‘Welcome’ and find a little shiny key hiding away. “How basic is this bitch?” You whisper, looking behind to find Kylie struggling in her heels to get across the grass. “If you’re going to cheat on me, at least show some respect and do it in a way I won’t find out.”

When you slide the key inside the lock and open the door, you are met with a simple little house. White walls in the hallway and a black rug laying across the floor. On the wall to the left there is a text you were too angry to read. After softly closing (not all the way) the door without a sound, you stepped foot in to the house. There’s a stairway on your right which you intended to use after you snooped around the living room across the hallway. No one is in there you noticed when walking. But nothing in the living room stood out more than the bright blue tricycle standing near the window. Your heart started to beat faster when you noticed the little kids toys. Books, paintings on the walls, baby clothing. The whole shebang. Your eyes watered and you wiped an escaped tear away. When you turned a around, Kylie was standing behind you, looking at the living room in shock. “I’m sure he can explain.” She whispers and you nod, walking past her, heading for the stairs.

All that was going through your head was 'He has a kid’ repeatedly. What if he does have a kid? Would you help him take care of it? You’re 20 years old, your life is just starting. Hell, you’re not even legally allowed to drink yet so how on earth are you supposed to take care of a child?

All these thoughts were running through your mind before you reached the top of the stairs, Kylie long forgotten. This was the moment of truth.

“Should I put it in there, sweetheart?” Your heart rate raged up when you heard his voice. Your boyfriend’s voice. Justin’s gentle, soothing voice. But he wasn’t talking to you. His voice was coming from a room. A room that says 'Sarah’ on the door in pink decorated letters. And you might have stood there for an hour, staring at the letters, while your heart was breaking and tears were spilling. Contemplating whether you would be able to handle what you are about to see.

Your fingers traced the door knop before grabbing it in your hand lightly. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes and turned it. The anticipation was deadly.

“I don’t think it’ll fit, Sar-” Justin’s voice suddenly caught it up in his throat when you opened the door. When your watery eyes met his hazel ones, his brows furrowed. “Y/N, how did y- I mean what are you doing here?”

It took a while for you to register the sight in front of you. Justin, one hand placed around a Barbie doll and one hand on the back of a young little girl around the age of 5, most likely 'Sarah’. Sarah has a little afro and light skin. The little girl was still busy trying to fit some doll into a doll house before she turned to you, noticing the interruption. Her big doe eyes were shining even though there wasn’t that much light. Her eyes then slid to behind me along with Justin’s.

“Sarah, why don’t you go find your mom for a bit?” Your heart clenched and you closed your eyes.

Sarah nods. You feel Kylie squeeze your hand for a second. “Please tell me it’s not what it looks like.” You plea, looking at Justin pulling himself up from the ground. You looked away from him. Suddenly you noticed the bright pink walls with pictures of multiple woman framed.

Justin sighs and stuffs his hands in his pockets. “It’s not what it looks like, Y/N.” Never have words really made you feel better but the words he uttered next, made your heart skip a beat and lifted the heaviness off of it too. “She’s not my daughter.”

Kylie sighed as well. Minutes tick by. It felt like hours though. Why on earth would Justin go out of his way to hide this girl from you? Why would he say he’s going to the studio when he’s out playing house.

“Justin, who are these two?” A new voice joined in. You turn around and face a pretty black woman with Sarah resting on her hip. The woman has a thick blue robe wrapped around her and bright green fuzzy socks on. Her hair is wrapped up in a cloth. She looks young. Maybe even the same age as you.

"This is my girlfriend Y/N.” Justin speaks with a raspy voice, pointing at you. You smile at her and quickly wipe your tears away. “And this is a friend of mine, Kylie”

"Hi.” You speak, reaching to shake the extended hand of the woman.

“My name is Simone.”

“Nice to meet you Simone. I really have to go now, though.” You hurriedly whisper and remove yourself from the situation. It’s too much. You didn’t understand anything but what you did understand was that you had to get out of there as fast as you could.

You did something you are best at. You ran. Down the stairs and to your car.

fear-humans-not-wolves  asked:

About the BTS FESTA post where Junkook wrote 'you've worked hard ...' to Jimin. Some people were saying that it was a song recomendation.

Really? I didn’t think it was a recommendation…You can even look up what he wrote in Google and there are no results. I guess you can never know for sure though. EDIT: @bangtaened said that K-ARMYs said it is the song “수고했어, 오늘도” but he wrote “오늘도 수고했어요.” I mean they both have the same meaning, but the title in Korean isn’t the same, so I’m a bit confused, but oh well…
- Kylie