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pussy drunk!ellie who’s obsessed with seeing her glob of spit glide down your hole, watching it drip down to your entrance. her tongue intertwines with your folds, messily kissing all over your flesh. she feels your thighs jitter and convulse around her, the sweet whines pouring from your lips only fuel her more.
“my tongue feels good on you, baby?” she questions. though her words are barely audible over the slick sounds of the wet muscle easing in and out of your cunt.
usually, she’d be disappointed with not getting a response from you. it’d lead to her landing a sharp smack on your pussy, or maybe even teasing you until the words spewed out— but today, she was feeling different. she wanted to break you, to see how mindless you could become from her mouth alone.
she spreads your folds open with her fore and middle finger, admiring your pink, fluttering walls. her fingers lift the hood, revealing your clit; she’s practically drooling at the sight. the nub, puffy and twitchy, begging to be pleasured by her.
and who is she to deny you from that?
ellie wastes no time with dragging her tongue up from your core and to your clit, taking the sensitive flesh into her mouth. she moans into you, her hips grinding against the mattress. it’s almost embarrassing how needy she could get from just tasting you.
“mmhh! right, right there, ellie!” you cry out, your fingers tangled into her auburn locks, keeping her right where you need her. your hips buck up fervently, but you don’t know if you need her to ease up or give you more.
the latter wins, it always does, and ellie’s more than happy to give it to you. she releases the iron grip on your thigh and trails her fingers over your center. you feel the tip of her finger graze over your ass, the foreign feeling of touch in that area makes you shiver.
she smiles at your reaction, at how sensitive you are. her thumb only ghosted over it, yet your breathing quickens from her touch. her glossy lips part from your pussy, but her tongue still flicks at your clit in between words. “gonna let me fill you up? use both of your pretty holes at the same time, hmm?”
she sounds so good like that, taunting and condescending. her voice always has some sort of control over you, despite the erotic words it spouts. your mind blanks at the thought: ellie’s tongue working at you mercilessly while she’s easing a thumb into the clenched hole.
it makes you moan just thinking about it, your legs clamping around her head. “yes, fuck—anything for you, wh-whatever you want, els.” you’re straight up babbling, but ellie doesn’t care. her ego swells at how she managed to get you so obedient, so quickly.
“i know you would, baby, but let’s save that for next time, yeah?” her thumb left your the outer ridges of your ass, and before you could start whining about the loss, she’s quick to replace the feeling of her tongue thrusting into your cunt.
her nose is nuzzled deep into you, bumping against your clit each time she bobs her head. she’s so messy when she eats pussy, your slick coating her entire face. her tongue manages to brush against your g spot with every lick, but you still find yourself wishing for more.
“haaahh—mhhh, ellie. fingers, pl-please, need it—” the last word fades out due to a high pitched moan. her finger already sliding into your center before you could finish the sentence. it’s a steady, but deep pace. she hits that spot with ease, while her tongue sucks on your clit like a piece of candy.
ellie’s so engrossed in you, she doesn’t even hear your plethora of pleas, nor does she pay attention to the aggressive shaking of your thighs. she whimpers into you again, from your taste and the pleasure she’s been giving herself. your hand tries to pry her head away, but it only comes off as attempts to caress her head.
you give up, your muscles completely giving out due to her attacks on your cunt. your release starts to bubble inside of you, and she can feel it. your walls clenching down, tight on her fingers, the taste of your pussy becoming richer, your once strong attempts to move her become weak and futile.
your juices gush onto her, a spray of squirt shoots out. ellie parts with your pussy to watch the sight, to watch you twitch and moan for her. but ellie’s always been a greedy girl, midway into the stream, she captures the rest in her mouth and continues working on your pussy.
“oh—oh! c-can’t, too much, please.” big tears flood your face, your bottom lip quivering as the overstimulation washes over you. you try to squirm out of her grasp, even lightly kicking at her waist to let up. fortunately, you’re no match to the strong hold she has on you.
her fingertips prod at your worn out hole. this time, she slides two fingers into you. you whimper, but helpless at this point. forced to take every inch of her she can give you. your cunt flutters around her again, and she just smiles against you. it’s almost dehumanizing at how much control she has over you, how exerted she could get you with just her muscles.
your head flips back and forth on the pillow, body being used for more so ellie’s pleasure than your own. you’re at your limit, convince you’ll break if she doesn’t let up any time soon—still she doesn’t.
“taste so sweet, baby. can’t fuckin’ help myself.” she groans into you, her voice laced with possession and dominance. her movements are repetitive, trance-like, and she still has you crying out for her.
your back arches up, your hips grinding into her mouth despite the intense sensation. it’s such a weird internal conflict you have with yourself. crying about how you can’t take it, yet you’re continuously grinding up into her—go figure.
this time, you don’t even feel it happen. there’s no warning signs your body gave you to alarm you of the upcoming orgasm. spurts of release ooze out of you, making ellie’s face a dirty combination of squirt and slick.
“there she is, baby, there’s my good fuckin’ girl.” she releases your clit with a pop, her fingers sliding out of you. it takes every fiber in her to not thrust them back into you again, but she knew you need a break.
she comes up, her arms immediately pull you into an embrace. your face nuzzled deep into the crook of her neck. sobs of pleasure pour out from your lips, legs still shaking from the previous orgasms.
“oh, i know, baby, i know.” she coos, brushing her hand over your head. “did so good for me, sweetheart. i knew you had it in you.” the sweet words and warmth radiating from her body calms your twitching one. your breathing slows into a steadier, softer pace. the quick huffs turning to deep exhales.
she matches your breathing pace until she feels the complete weight of your body on top of her, signifying your slumber. ellie kept you safe in her arms, a place you will always belong.
switch4switch ellie and a love letter to hickeys. 600 wc. minors dni
a hymn of quiet sighs and deep breaths reverberates through the room as ellie’s lush, sensitive lips caress your jaw, determined to line the entirety of it—the entirety of you.
your tongues have spent most of the night down each other’s throats, wet and relentless with no sign of stopping, neither of you willing to give the other a break. you keep tilting your head back, tapping the pillows that line your corner bed, offering her unfiltered, unadulterated access.
ellie wins the first round—covering your entire face in adoring pecks. she draws smitten giggles from you that surrender to moans the further her lips wander, growing greedier.
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my womanhood has never been threatened by a trans woman. i have never felt threatened by the existence of trans people. i am disgusted and repulsed by the actions of the uk supreme court. trans rights are human rights.
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ELLIE IN EVERY SCENE 72/?
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vi x fem!reader ☆ 2.5k words
the two of you decide to make an amateur porn account. 18+ only: fingering, oral, use of strap-ons, switch!vi, reader wears lingerie.
I. INITIATION
The video begins with Vi's face—her pinched brow, teeth trapping her lower lip, the bare, freckled skin of her shoulders. The screen shakes as she positions the camera, cussing under her breath when her phone falls on its back with a thud.
After a few moments of struggle, the video stabilizes. “Like that?” she asks, looking over to where you sit just out of frame.
“Yeah.” A hand curls around her bicep, the bust of your frilly lingerie visible in the background. “That should be good, I think.”
RO THIS IS SO DELICIOUS THE START OFMFNFBVSVS