Double pen from carabiner butches yay or nay
Oh ABSOLUTE YAY… one in the front and one in the back….
Just imagine it— two pretty butches, fighting over you day in and out. One’s a sweetheart. She’s got darker hair cut short and pretty full lips, eyes full of the need to treasure you. The other’s a blonde, all strong jawline and predatory gazes, calculating, possessive.
You really don’t know how you ended up here— pressed between their bodies, with the brunette prodding at your pussy and the blonde with two fingers in your ass.
“Was there really a reason…” you moan lightly, the sensitivity of fingers skimming past your clit making you shudder, “to do all of— ah! …This?”
“We just wanted to see which of us you liked more,” the brunette pouted, tracing little shapes and circles around your clit. “You’re always so cold to us, bunny…”
“I thought it was already clear who this pretty girl liked the most,” the blonde drawled, sliding her fingers out of your ass with a soft pop. You can feel her cock rutting between your cheeks, making your face burn bright pink from the stimulation.
“Well, she’s dripping all over my fingers like this,” the brunette says, rubbing their fingers over your sopping cunt, barely skimming over the entrance yet making you full-body shiver.
“Hm, she is,” the blonde says. She smacks your ass lightly and you whimper again, barely able to contain how aroused you are.
“Slut,” the blonde murmurs in your ear. “You like this, don’t you?” Her hands skim over your breasts, the rings on her fingers giving your hardened nipples a cold shock.
“Don’t be so mean to her,” the brunette scolds, making an irritated face at the other. “She deserves to be treasured, not treated like fuckmeat.”
The blonde lets out a tch. “This is treasuring her. You would think you knew better after all of those years of pining, huh? That your precious, innocent girl next door likes getting fucked like a whore.” She growls out the last syllable, shoving her face closer into the other’s direction. “This is treasuring her— this is loving her.”
The brunette bares her teeth. “You…”
The rest of what the brunette says blurs out of your mind as you feel the blunt tip of the blonde’s cock pop past your rim, making you shriek.
“Hah, you got the short end of this— fuck, just like that, princess….” You gag on a moan as she continues sliding her cock gently into your ass, turning moans into broken whimpers.
“Oh yeah?” The other scoffs, and you choke at the feeling of the tip of her cock at your cunt’s entrance. “Why’s that, pretty boy?”
It’s a darker chuckle that comes from the blonde. “She squirts the most when you fuck her in the ass.” She jabs another thrust into you. “So— haah, fuck— we both know who’s making her come when she does that.”
“Ignore her, bunny,” the brunette coos, barely making it through your melted mind. Feeling the slide of her cock into your cunt left you gasping with each precious noise you let out— fuck, you were so full. You could feel it in your throat, how firm they were in your stomach, the pressure from your ass forcing the brunette’s cock to press against your g-spot relentlessly. Your eyes rolled and eyelids fluttered as even a slight drag from the blonde set your nerves on fire with stimulation.
“Fuck…” you slurred out, mouth pooling with saliva at the sheer friction inside of you. “Stop argui…please, fuck m’, I need ‘t…”
“Oh, sweet thing can’t even talk anymore,” the blonde sweetly whispered. “It’s okay, honey. Daddy’s here for you,” she said, pressing her fingers against your tongue and molesting your mouth with light touches. Your veins were filled with liquid fire as the brunette nipped hickeys across your breasts and collarbones, sending each shock through your body like strikes of lightening.
It couldn’t compare to the first proper strokes inside of you, making you shriek out. Your nails desperately clawed into the back of the brunette as the blonde took you from behind; the brunette dominating your front. A calloused finger came down and brushed over your clit, wrenching an overstimulated wail from you as you squirted for the first time.
“Good girl,” the blonde growled in your ear. You sighed, feeling the slide outwards— thank god, they’re pulling out, you won’t have to deal with this pleasurable hell much longer—
Both slid in at the same time, bottoming out fully. A scream wrenched out of your chest.
Fuck.
This was going to break you.
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i know that you see all these posts about femmes needing to be respectful of butches and don't sexualize or romanticize or anything like that, and that's all fine and good in principle, but it's really no use when i can tell you're clenching your thighs together anyway, sweetheart.
i mean, it was obvious from the moment you laid eyes on me. big boots, black tee, short hair, keys on my belt-loop— i dress like this for a reason, y'know. and it's definitely not so cute, ditzy femmes like you don't start breathing heavy at the sight of my bulge (yes, i caught you looking).
you can just give in to it, no point in resisting it, really. i'm flattered, and it's not like i didn't drag my eyes across every curve of your body too. and it's tiring me just to watch you try and stop your mouth from watering every time i absentmindedly twist the rings on my fingers. you can look at 'em, i'm not offended. i know you want to, and it's not like you're doing a great job at stopping yourself anyways. you're clearly desperate and haven't had a single coherent thought since you saw me adjust my belt, so why don't you just say it?
say you want a big strong butch to use you cause you can't handle being polite and respectful anymore— cause you don't know how to be around a butch without getting wet and needy.
tell me you need it, and maybe, i'll give it to you.
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