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Can you do a headcanons of Tara Carpenter x Fem reader with a multiple personality disorder,
Hope we don’t scare her away with this
I don’t actually have a lot of experience and knowledge on Multiple Personality Disorder, although I can try, I’m pretty sure you’ve sent this request to other writers! 💕
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Snapchat’s w Jenna!!
from Jenna:
From Aaliyah:
These r short but hope u enjoyed!!
#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x female reader#amber freeman#amber freeman x reader#jenna ortega#scream#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega x reader
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“My Precious Baby”
Pairings: Tara Carpenter x Reader
Summary: After Tara comes home from work, her and her girlfriend of almost 1 years decide to try something new…
Warnings: SMUTTTT, Strap-on, MDNI, Tara is a little bit mean in it 😓, but she nice later, Dom!Tara, Sub!Reader, begging kinda, use of ‘whore’, short smut, if there’s anything else needed to be added let me know!
Words: 680
A/N: I was eating crisps brainstorming this, anyway enjoy!
Tara and Y/N had been dating for almost a year now. They were two young girls who had fallen deeply in love with each other. They met at a mutual friend's party and instantly hit it off. Tara was the outgoing and confident one, while Y/N was shy and reserved. But together, they made the perfect couple.
One day, Tara came home from work to find Y/N sitting on the couch, wearing one of Tara's oversized t-shirts. Y/N looked up at Tara with a mischievous glint in her eye. 'Hey babe,' she said, standing up and walking over to Tara. 'How was work?'
Tara smiled and wrapped her arms around Y/N's waist. 'It was long and tiring, but now that I'm home with you, everything is perfect,' she replied, leaning in for a kiss.
But Y/N had other plans. She playfully pushed Tara away and smirked. 'Oh, so you think you can just come home and get a kiss from me? You have to work for it,' she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Tara raised an eyebrow in amusement. 'Oh really? And what do I have to do to earn that kiss?' she asked, playing along.
Y/N leaned in close to Tara's ear and whispered, 'You have to make me want it. Show me how badly you want me.'
With that, Y/N pulled back and sat back down on the couch, crossing her legs and watching Tara intently. Tara knew exactly what Y/N was doing. She loved playing this game with her, the game of teasing and seduction.
Tara slowly walked towards Y/N, her eyes never leaving Y/N's. She stopped in front of her and placed her hands on either side of Y/N's head, trapping her against the couch. 'I always want you, baby,' Tara said, her voice low and seductive.
Y/N bit her lip, her heart racing as she felt Tara's breath on her face. 'Prove it,' she challenged.
Tara leaned in and captured Y/N's lips in a heated kiss. Y/N eagerly responded, wrapping her arms around Tara's neck and pulling her closer. Tara's hands roamed over Y/N's body, causing shivers to run down her spine.
But Tara had something else in mind. She pulled away from the kiss and looked into Y/N's eyes with a devilish smile. 'I have a surprise for you,' she said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a strap on.
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. She had always wanted to try something new with Tara, and this was definitely going to be an unforgettable experience.
Tara wasted no time in putting on the strap on, and Y/N eagerly got on all fours on the couch. Tara positioned herself behind Y/N and slowly entered her, making Y/N moan in pleasure. She thrusted in and out, setting a rhythm that had Y/N begging for more.
But Tara wasn't satisfied with just physical pleasure. She wanted to dominate Y/N, to make her submit to her every desire. 'You like that, don't you, you little whore?' Tara growled, grabbing onto Y/N's hips and thrusting harder.
Y/N could only moan in response, completely lost in the pleasure that Tara was giving her. She loved when Tara took control like this, it made her feel so desired and wanted.
Tara continued to degrade Y/N, calling her names and telling her how much of a slut she was. And with each word, Y/N felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Until finally, she reached her climax, crying out Tara's name as she came.
Tara also reached her peak and pulled out, taking off the strap on and throwing it aside. She cuddled up next to Y/N, holding her tightly as they both caught their breaths.
'I love you so much, my precious baby,' Tara whispered, placing a gentle kiss on Y/N's forehead.
Y/N smiled and snuggled closer to Tara, feeling completely content and loved in her arms. 'I love you too, my amazing girlfriend,' she replied, feeling grateful for the amazing love and passion they shared.
And in that moment, as they lay together in each other's arms, nothing else mattered. They were two girls who were deeply in love, and nothing could ever change that.
Hope u enjoyed!
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“My Precious Baby”
Pairings: Tara Carpenter x Reader
Summary: After Tara comes home from work, her and her girlfriend of almost 1 years decide to try something new…
Warnings: SMUTTTT, Strap-on, MDNI, Tara is a little bit mean in it 😓, but she nice later, Dom!Tara, Sub!Reader, begging kinda, use of ‘whore’, short smut, if there’s anything else needed to be added let me know!
Words: 680
A/N: I was eating crisps brainstorming this, anyway enjoy!
Tara and Y/N had been dating for almost a year now. They were two young girls who had fallen deeply in love with each other. They met at a mutual friend's party and instantly hit it off. Tara was the outgoing and confident one, while Y/N was shy and reserved. But together, they made the perfect couple.
One day, Tara came home from work to find Y/N sitting on the couch, wearing one of Tara's oversized t-shirts. Y/N looked up at Tara with a mischievous glint in her eye. 'Hey babe,' she said, standing up and walking over to Tara. 'How was work?'
Tara smiled and wrapped her arms around Y/N's waist. 'It was long and tiring, but now that I'm home with you, everything is perfect,' she replied, leaning in for a kiss.
But Y/N had other plans. She playfully pushed Tara away and smirked. 'Oh, so you think you can just come home and get a kiss from me? You have to work for it,' she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Tara raised an eyebrow in amusement. 'Oh really? And what do I have to do to earn that kiss?' she asked, playing along.
Y/N leaned in close to Tara's ear and whispered, 'You have to make me want it. Show me how badly you want me.'
With that, Y/N pulled back and sat back down on the couch, crossing her legs and watching Tara intently. Tara knew exactly what Y/N was doing. She loved playing this game with her, the game of teasing and seduction.
Tara slowly walked towards Y/N, her eyes never leaving Y/N's. She stopped in front of her and placed her hands on either side of Y/N's head, trapping her against the couch. 'I always want you, baby,' Tara said, her voice low and seductive.
Y/N bit her lip, her heart racing as she felt Tara's breath on her face. 'Prove it,' she challenged.
Tara leaned in and captured Y/N's lips in a heated kiss. Y/N eagerly responded, wrapping her arms around Tara's neck and pulling her closer. Tara's hands roamed over Y/N's body, causing shivers to run down her spine.
But Tara had something else in mind. She pulled away from the kiss and looked into Y/N's eyes with a devilish smile. 'I have a surprise for you,' she said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a strap on.
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. She had always wanted to try something new with Tara, and this was definitely going to be an unforgettable experience.
Tara wasted no time in putting on the strap on, and Y/N eagerly got on all fours on the couch. Tara positioned herself behind Y/N and slowly entered her, making Y/N moan in pleasure. She thrusted in and out, setting a rhythm that had Y/N begging for more.
But Tara wasn't satisfied with just physical pleasure. She wanted to dominate Y/N, to make her submit to her every desire. 'You like that, don't you, you little whore?' Tara growled, grabbing onto Y/N's hips and thrusting harder.
Y/N could only moan in response, completely lost in the pleasure that Tara was giving her. She loved when Tara took control like this, it made her feel so desired and wanted.
Tara continued to degrade Y/N, calling her names and telling her how much of a slut she was. And with each word, Y/N felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Until finally, she reached her climax, crying out Tara's name as she came.
Tara also reached her peak and pulled out, taking off the strap on and throwing it aside. She cuddled up next to Y/N, holding her tightly as they both caught their breaths.
'I love you so much, my precious baby,' Tara whispered, placing a gentle kiss on Y/N's forehead.
Y/N smiled and snuggled closer to Tara, feeling completely content and loved in her arms. 'I love you too, my amazing girlfriend,' she replied, feeling grateful for the amazing love and passion they shared.
And in that moment, as they lay together in each other's arms, nothing else mattered. They were two girls who were deeply in love, and nothing could ever change that.
Hope u enjoyed!
#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x female reader#amber freeman#amber freeman x reader#jenna ortega#scream#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega x reader
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THIS IS SO GOODDD
Not What It Looks Like Pt 2
Summary: See pt 1
Pairing: Ghostface!Amber x fem!reader
Warnings: smut, language, knife, mentions of murder, strap-on sex, mirror sex, degradation, praise, choking, blood, spit 😋
The person above you held down your legs with theirs and used their left hand to pin both of your wrists down, leaving you helpless and unable to move. It’s not like you could’ve done anything for that matter, you were frozen in place.
“Please, don’t kill me Mr. Ghostface…” You managed to stutter out as you stared into the gaping black holes of the mask, looking for any signs of mercy.
Ghostface slowly cocked their head to the side, trailing the knife down the side of your face. The blade made contact with your skin as you winced, a trail of blood spilled out. The mix of the cold air and open wound sends a shiver down your spine. The blood dripped down your cheek, dark red splotches drying on your tanned complexion.
You felt the weight of the person above you pressing against you, the hardness of the item in their pants pressing against the soft flesh of your thigh. You didn’t know if it was a gun or something else. You hoped it was the latter.
The thought alone made the heat between your legs intensify.
No. Stop. It’s literally a fucking serial killer…
You snapped out of your thoughts when the knife made impact with the floor beneath you, cracking between the individual planks.
The deranged killer above you slowly reached up to grab their mask, pulling it over their head. When it reached over their mouth, they flashed you a wide, toothy grin. Once they pulled it over their head, you were shocked. You felt your stomach drop.
Amber.
Amber Fucking Freeman.
Your girlfriend. Slaughtered 2 people and you were pretty sure you were going to be the 3rd.
She wiped the dried blood off your cheek, the softness of her touch distracting you from the fact she killed people with those same hands. “Darling… my pretty girl…” She whispered as the hold on yur wrists loosened slightly.
No. Cut this out. It can’t be.
You struggled to get up, Amber’s strength unmeasured against yours. She gripped your wrists harder, her nails dug into your skin.
“Amber, cut it out. Let me go.” Your eyes turned glossy as you stared into hers, eyes wide and boring into yours. Any sane person would fight for their life in this moment but you couldn’t do anything. Amber was the person you trusted the most, but she’s the same person that’s been
“Y/n, it’s not what it looks like-”
“No. Let go of me, you’re a monster” Her eyes softened with hurt as she looked down at you.
“I did it for you.” And then your world stopped. Amber softly stroked your cheek as she continued.
“Jason Carvey. It was only meant to be him. When I broke in the apartment, Gary was there playing with some random fucking Ghostface mask. He saw me, charged at me, and I ended up stabbing him. I started panicking, there was blood everywhere. I didn’t know what to do with his body. So, I cut him and stuffed his body in the fridge. They had a huge fucking collection of Stab shit inside the closet, I grabbed a Ghostface mask and costume and put it on. And then Jason came back after, I slit his throat. I left him in the living room floor. I threw away the mask and grabbed another, a clean one.”
She threw the Ghostface mask behind her, careless to wear it would land.
“Jason fucking Carvey. The bitch couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. He knew I was dating you, he knows that you belong to me, y/n. When I killed him and Gary, I felt… alive. The thrill that rushed through my veins… was so delicious.”
She yanked the knife out of the ground, the sound of the cracking floor rang in your ear. She softly whispered in your ear, her hot breath fanning the shell of your ear, “You’re mine, y/n. And I will do anything for you. I would kill a thousand men if they dare to take you from me.”
The knife in her hand trailed down your throat, your breath hitched as she cut another slit. Fresh drops of dark red blood pooled in the hollow of your neck, making you feel warn and lightheaded. Amber eyes flashed with lust and desire as she flattened her tongue against your neck, licking it up. The action alone made you moan, sending another gush of arousal down in between your legs.
Amber let go of both your wrists, leaving minors bruises that you know what be purple and blue in the morning. She slashed open your blue pajamas, the pieces of fabric being removed from your body. She let out a teasing moan as she saw the wet spot in your underwear.
“You’re such a fucking slut, y/n. You’re soaked and I haven’t even touching you, it’s like you’re practically begging for me to touch you.”
She crashed her lips into yours, her tongue swiping against your bottom lip as it begged for your permission. It made you groan and Amber seized her moment to insert her tongue. Her tongue danced along yours, her moans vibrated in your mouth, sending butterflies to your stomach.
After a while, she pulled away with a heavy breath, a string of saliva unraveling itself from where your lips were previously occupied. It made you whine from the loss of her warmth when she stood up, but she shushed you and got up on her knees. She took off the robe, revealing a white wife-beater and basketball shorts beneath it. That hard object you felt in her pants earlier was indeed not a gun, it was a strap-on.
And fuck, it was huge.
When she slipped out of her shorts, it sprang against her stomach. The cool, black plastic stood at a good 9 inches in length. The thought of taking such a huge object made your mouth water. She stood up, towering over you as you still lied on your back.
“On your knees.” She set the knife down on the bedside table.
You quickly sat up and got on your knees, feeling small and vulnerable in this positon. She stared down at you, the look she was given you made you whine and rub yout thighs together to relieve your aching clit. She stroked the length, agonizingly slow. She spit on the shaft, lubing it up with her warm saliva.
Fuck, you weren’t about to fuck a serial killer… Right?
But you couldn’t resist. Not when it’s Amber.
She held the tip in front of your mouth, coaxing for you to take it into your mouth. You gladly did, slowly sucking on the tip of the cold, hard plastic. Amber slowly rolled her hips in and out of your mouth, groaning at the sight of you being so needy for an inanimate object, it was like a game to her. She gathered your hair into a ponytail and started thrusting the strap-on in your mouth. The tip hit the back of your throat with every thrust, making you moan around the length
.
She pulled you off, a wet ‘pop’ escaped your lips from how hard you were sucking her off.
“Good girl,” she groaned as she helped you up and bent you over the bed, moving you to whatever position she pleased as you did nothing to stop her.
She loomed behind you, hands on your hips as she gently coaxed you to look at yourself in the mirror adjacent from the bed. “Such a pretty girl for me to use, huh? This pretty pussy is all mine…” She gently teased your clit with the tip of the strap-on, making you squirm and arch your back.
“Fuck, babygirl. You don’t know what you do to me.” She smirked before carefully sliding her strap inside your pussy. She slowly rolled her hips, it’s like she was toturing you with this agonizing pace she’s set.
“Fuck, Ambs… that all you got?” You looked over your shoulder with a smirk, hoping that’ll get you somewhere.
She looked dead into your eyes, hers turned dark in less than a second, like a light switch turned on. She started pistoning into you, the bed creaked with each thrust, you were afrid it was going to break.
In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.
Every thrust made you gasp for air, your toes curl and your eyes roll back.
She started playing with your clit, rolling it in between her pointer and thumb. It made you moan into the sheets, tears pricking out of the corners of your eyes. She pressed her hand into the middle of your shoulder blades as she positioned her strap to go deeper into you, the length pressing a small bulge into your stomach. “Please, please, please.” The words played in your head over and over again like a prayer.
She moved her hand from your back to grab you by the throat, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. Your back was pressed against her front as she whispered in your ear while making eye contact with you through the mirror.
“Fuck… you’re such a slut, y/n. My dirty little cockslut, begging for me to fuck you like the whore you are.” She emphasized the last few words with extra hard thrusts, making your eyes roll back in your head from the sensations. She attached her lips to your neck, sucking a hickey on your pulse point.
“Please, Ambs… ‘m gonna cum..” You whimpered out as she pounded into you.
“Cum for me, babygirl.” She rubbed your clit faster and moved her other hand from your throat up to your breast, rolling your nipple between her fingers.
You came on her fingers with a cry, your legs shaking and trembling as she gently coaxed you to lay down on your stomach. She gently rubbed circles on the small of your back as she placed tiny kisses on your shoulders. After you regained some strength, you flipped over on your back, crashing your lips with Amber’s. She gratefully accepted and eagerly kissed you back.
She pulled away with a smirk on her face, picking up the knife from the bedside table. She pressed the blade against your neck, gripping the handle hard enough for her knuckles to turn white.
“You wouldn’t tell anyone, right?”
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Incorrect Quotes: Drunk Flirting
Tara: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.
Sam: You were flirting with Y/N.
Tara: So what? She’s my girlfriend?
Sam: You asked her if she was single.
Tara:
Sam: …And then you cried when she said she wasn't.
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Incorrect Quotes: Truth or Dare
Jenna: Okay, truth or dare?
Y/N: Truth
Jenna: How many hours have you slept this week?
Y/N: …
Y/N: ...Dare
Jenna: Go to bed.
Y/N: I don't like this game.
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‘Don’t apologise’
Pairings: Jenna Ortega x Female Reader
Summary: When Jenna comes home after a tiring day, wanting unwind and relax, someone catches her attention, and she can’t stop herself from wanting to help the poor girl!
Warnings: Smut, fingering and eating out to be exact, switch!Jenna, switch!Reader, soft but kinda dominant Jenna, if there’s anymore let me know!
A/N: I was brushing my teeth writing this
Words: 1k+
Jenna walked through the door of her apartment, exhausted from a long day at work. All she wanted to do was take a hot shower and crawl into bed. But as she entered her bedroom, she was greeted with a sight that made her stop in her tracks.
There, on her bed, was Y/N, her roommate. But she wasn't just lying there, she was in the midst of pleasuring herself. Jenna could see the flush on Y/N's cheeks and the way her hips were moving, her hand between her legs.
Jenna's heart started racing and she felt a surge of arousal run through her body. She had always found Y/N attractive, but she never acted on it. They were roommates, after all, and Jenna didn't want to make things awkward.
But now, seeing Y/N in such a vulnerable state, her body on full display, Jenna couldn't resist. She silently shut the door behind her and leaned against it, watching Y/N's every move.
Y/N's eyes were closed, lost in her own pleasure, and she didn't even notice Jenna's presence. Jenna took a moment to admire Y/N's body, the way her breasts rose and fell with each breath, the way her hips moved in a steady rhythm. She had always been curious about Y/N's body, and now she had the perfect opportunity to explore it.
Jenna slowly walked towards the bed, enjoying the way Y/N's eyes flew open when she finally realized that she wasn't alone. Her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, but she didn't stop touching herself.
'Jenna, I-I'm sorry,' Y/N stuttered, her hand still moving in between her legs.
'Don't apologize,' Jenna said, her voice low and husky. 'In fact, I want you to keep going.'
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, but Jenna could see the desire in them. She continued to touch herself, but her movements were more hesitant now, as if she was unsure of what Jenna wanted.
Jenna climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Y/N's legs. She reached out and gently pushed Y/N's hand away, replacing it with her own. Y/N moaned at the contact, and Jenna couldn't help but feel a sense of power and dominance.
She started off slow, teasing Y/N's clit with her fingers, making her squirm and moan. Y/N's hips were bucking against her hand, her body begging for more. Jenna leaned down and kissed Y/N's lips, tasting her for the first time. She could feel the heat and wetness between Y/N's legs, and it only fueled her desire.
Jenna's fingers found their way inside of Y/N, and she couldn't help but let out a moan at how tight and wet she was. She used her other hand to massage Y/N's breasts, teasing her nipples between her fingers.
Y/N's moans were growing louder and more desperate, and Jenna knew that she was close. She increased the speed of her fingers, her thumb pressing against Y/N's clit, and that was all it took for Y/N to fall over the edge, her body shaking with pleasure.
Jenna continued to move her fingers inside of Y/N, prolonging her orgasm, until she was completely spent. She then slowly pulled her fingers out, licking them clean and savoring the taste of Y/N on her tongue.
Y/N was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her body still trembling from the intensity of her climax. Jenna crawled up the bed and lay next to her, pulling her into a tight embrace.
'Jenna, that was amazing,' Y/N whispered, her voice still shaky.
'I'm glad you enjoyed it,' Jenna replied, kissing the top of Y/N's head.
Y/N turned to face her, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and curiosity. 'Can I return the favor?' she asked, her hand reaching out to touch Jenna's thigh.
Jenna nodded, giving Y/N permission to explore her body. Y/N's touch was tentative at first, but as she became more confident, her hands roamed all over Jenna's body, eliciting shivers and moans from her.
Y/N's fingers found their way between Jenna's legs, and she couldn't help but gasp at the contact. Y/N was a natural, her touch sending waves of pleasure through Jenna's body.
As Y/N continued to pleasure her, Jenna felt her control slipping away. She was so close to the edge, and she wanted nothing more than to let go. But she couldn't, not yet.
'Y/N, stop,' Jenna said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N immediately pulled her hand away, concern etched on her face. 'Did I do something wrong?'
'No, you were perfect,' Jenna reassured her. 'But I want to do something else.'
Before Y/N could respond, Jenna pushed her onto her back and straddled her hips. She could feel Y/N's wetness against her thigh, and it only fueled her desire.
Jenna leaned down and captured Y/N's lips in a passionate kiss, her hands roaming all over her body. She could feel Y/N's hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer, and she knew that she was just as turned on as she was.
Without any warning, Jenna lowered herself onto Y/N's waiting mouth, her body trembling as she felt Y/N's tongue enter her. Y/N's hands gripped her hips tighter, her tongue teasing and exploring every inch of Jenna's entrance.
Jenna rode Y/N's mouth, her body tensing as she got closer and closer to her peak. Y/N's hands moved to her thighs, holding her in place as she continued to pleasure her. And then, with one final thrust of Y/N's tongue, Jenna came undone, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Panting and satisfied, Jenna collapsed onto the bed next to Y/N, her body still tingling from the pleasure. Y/N turned to face her, a satisfied smile on her face.
'Wow,' Y/N said, her voice full of wonder. 'That was incredible.'
'I'm glad you enjoyed it,' Jenna replied, pulling Y/N into a tight embrace.
They lay there in silence for a while, their bodies pressed against each other, both of them unsure of what to say. But in that moment, they both knew that this was just the beginning of their sexual journey together.
From that day on, Jenna and Y/N explored each other's bodies, fulfilling their deepest desires and fantasies. And as they fell deeper in love with each other, they knew that they had found their perfect match in each other.
Hope you guys enjoyed!!
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‘Don’t apologise’
Pairings: Jenna Ortega x Female Reader
Summary: When Jenna comes home after a tiring day, wanting unwind and relax, someone catches her attention, and she can’t stop herself from wanting to help the poor girl!
Warnings: Smut, fingering and eating out to be exact, switch!Jenna, switch!Reader, soft but kinda dominant Jenna, if there’s anymore let me know!
A/N: I was brushing my teeth writing this
Words: 1k+
Jenna walked through the door of her apartment, exhausted from a long day at work. All she wanted to do was take a hot shower and crawl into bed. But as she entered her bedroom, she was greeted with a sight that made her stop in her tracks.
There, on her bed, was Y/N, her roommate. But she wasn't just lying there, she was in the midst of pleasuring herself. Jenna could see the flush on Y/N's cheeks and the way her hips were moving, her hand between her legs.
Jenna's heart started racing and she felt a surge of arousal run through her body. She had always found Y/N attractive, but she never acted on it. They were roommates, after all, and Jenna didn't want to make things awkward.
But now, seeing Y/N in such a vulnerable state, her body on full display, Jenna couldn't resist. She silently shut the door behind her and leaned against it, watching Y/N's every move.
Y/N's eyes were closed, lost in her own pleasure, and she didn't even notice Jenna's presence. Jenna took a moment to admire Y/N's body, the way her breasts rose and fell with each breath, the way her hips moved in a steady rhythm. She had always been curious about Y/N's body, and now she had the perfect opportunity to explore it.
Jenna slowly walked towards the bed, enjoying the way Y/N's eyes flew open when she finally realized that she wasn't alone. Her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, but she didn't stop touching herself.
'Jenna, I-I'm sorry,' Y/N stuttered, her hand still moving in between her legs.
'Don't apologize,' Jenna said, her voice low and husky. 'In fact, I want you to keep going.'
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, but Jenna could see the desire in them. She continued to touch herself, but her movements were more hesitant now, as if she was unsure of what Jenna wanted.
Jenna climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Y/N's legs. She reached out and gently pushed Y/N's hand away, replacing it with her own. Y/N moaned at the contact, and Jenna couldn't help but feel a sense of power and dominance.
She started off slow, teasing Y/N's clit with her fingers, making her squirm and moan. Y/N's hips were bucking against her hand, her body begging for more. Jenna leaned down and kissed Y/N's lips, tasting her for the first time. She could feel the heat and wetness between Y/N's legs, and it only fueled her desire.
Jenna's fingers found their way inside of Y/N, and she couldn't help but let out a moan at how tight and wet she was. She used her other hand to massage Y/N's breasts, teasing her nipples between her fingers.
Y/N's moans were growing louder and more desperate, and Jenna knew that she was close. She increased the speed of her fingers, her thumb pressing against Y/N's clit, and that was all it took for Y/N to fall over the edge, her body shaking with pleasure.
Jenna continued to move her fingers inside of Y/N, prolonging her orgasm, until she was completely spent. She then slowly pulled her fingers out, licking them clean and savoring the taste of Y/N on her tongue.
Y/N was panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her body still trembling from the intensity of her climax. Jenna crawled up the bed and lay next to her, pulling her into a tight embrace.
'Jenna, that was amazing,' Y/N whispered, her voice still shaky.
'I'm glad you enjoyed it,' Jenna replied, kissing the top of Y/N's head.
Y/N turned to face her, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and curiosity. 'Can I return the favor?' she asked, her hand reaching out to touch Jenna's thigh.
Jenna nodded, giving Y/N permission to explore her body. Y/N's touch was tentative at first, but as she became more confident, her hands roamed all over Jenna's body, eliciting shivers and moans from her.
Y/N's fingers found their way between Jenna's legs, and she couldn't help but gasp at the contact. Y/N was a natural, her touch sending waves of pleasure through Jenna's body.
As Y/N continued to pleasure her, Jenna felt her control slipping away. She was so close to the edge, and she wanted nothing more than to let go. But she couldn't, not yet.
'Y/N, stop,' Jenna said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N immediately pulled her hand away, concern etched on her face. 'Did I do something wrong?'
'No, you were perfect,' Jenna reassured her. 'But I want to do something else.'
Before Y/N could respond, Jenna pushed her onto her back and straddled her hips. She could feel Y/N's wetness against her thigh, and it only fueled her desire.
Jenna leaned down and captured Y/N's lips in a passionate kiss, her hands roaming all over her body. She could feel Y/N's hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer, and she knew that she was just as turned on as she was.
Without any warning, Jenna lowered herself onto Y/N's waiting mouth, her body trembling as she felt Y/N's tongue enter her. Y/N's hands gripped her hips tighter, her tongue teasing and exploring every inch of Jenna's entrance.
Jenna rode Y/N's mouth, her body tensing as she got closer and closer to her peak. Y/N's hands moved to her thighs, holding her in place as she continued to pleasure her. And then, with one final thrust of Y/N's tongue, Jenna came undone, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Panting and satisfied, Jenna collapsed onto the bed next to Y/N, her body still tingling from the pleasure. Y/N turned to face her, a satisfied smile on her face.
'Wow,' Y/N said, her voice full of wonder. 'That was incredible.'
'I'm glad you enjoyed it,' Jenna replied, pulling Y/N into a tight embrace.
They lay there in silence for a while, their bodies pressed against each other, both of them unsure of what to say. But in that moment, they both knew that this was just the beginning of their sexual journey together.
From that day on, Jenna and Y/N explored each other's bodies, fulfilling their deepest desires and fantasies. And as they fell deeper in love with each other, they knew that they had found their perfect match in each other.
Hope you guys enjoyed!!
#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x female reader#amber freeman#amber freeman x reader#jenna ortega#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega x reader#scream
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RAHHHH SHES SO FINE
#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x female reader#amber freeman#amber freeman x reader#jenna ortega#scream#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega x reader
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me rn 😞
I’m gonna shoot myself in the head with Dewey’s revolver if someone does not write more Amber rn
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Slut4J3nna’s Masterlist
What I WILL write: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Female Reader, Gender Neutral Reader, Charcter x Reader, Character x Character x Reader, Headcannons, Drabbles, Series, Opinions/Thoughts, OneShots and mostly anything in between these perimeters! (Will probably update soon)
What I WONT write: NonCon/Rape/CNC/, Male Reader, Incest, Minor x Adult, Minor x Minor, and anything else disgusting
About me: I’m 20 years old. I was born in Italy and I love ice cream so much. If anyone wants to be mutuals add me or let me know and I’ll add you back! I love making new friends but I hate people 😞 If anyone wants my social media as well, just ask! I’m currently working on becoming a doctor, hopefully soon. Right now I work two jobs and live in the UK!
Characters/People I will write: Jenna Ortega, Wednesday Addams (aged up) Tara Carpenter, Vada Cavell (aged up) Cairo Sweet, Mikey Madison, Amber Freeman (will probably update this) but feel free to send in a request if you want any different characters and I might do them!
Fics:
Wednesday Addams
“I will love you for all of eternity” Angst
more to come soon…
Jenna Ortega
Beautiful Brown Eyes Fluff
“Don’t Apologise” Smut
Incorrect Quotes: Truth or Dare Fluff
Snapchats with Jenna Suggestive
more to come soon…
Tara Carpenter
Incorrect Quotes: Drunk Flirting Fluff
“My precious baby” Smut
#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x female reader#amber freeman x reader#amber freeman#scream#jenna ortega#jenna ortega x fem!reader#jenna ortega x reader
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THIS IS SO GOOD
after party
Pairing: G!p!Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader
Summary: in which you both left a party in pure silence just seconds after tara pulled you away from flirting too much with a girl.
Words: 4.5k
Warnings: pure and heavy smut like every scene is a sex scene. oh and its angry sex
a/n: i wanna consider this as the special valentines fic because the main one im writing right now im totally so damn stumped on. so heres one to atleast keep up with my stories
masterlist.
You were too fucked out of your mind to even process anything. All you took note of was that your girlfriend looks pretty fucking hot when she's jealous.
Your breath was caught in your throat as Tara's hands pressed you firmly against the wall, a forceful thud and your back meeting the hard surface, your bodies pressed together as your hands tried to push her away but your efforts were in vain when you were met with her abs concealed beneath her shirt. Tara's lips claimed yours without a second of hesitation, letting her mouth slip inside as she explored every inch of you.
A gasp that turned into a moan escaped your lips as Tara's hands slid eagerly under your thighs, you could feel a smirk between kisses, her touch warm under your skin as she effortlessly lifted you up against the wall, all while you allowed your tongue surrender as she took control over you. You could feel her fingers slipping under your shorts, caressing every inch of your skin with her thumb, tracing the delicate curves of your ass before squeezing it sent shivers down your spine.
Her lips on yours and her hot breath mingled with your own was its own fix. Too intoxicating, yet so addictive, you couldn't get enough even if it killed you. Your hands go nowhere but to instinctively wrap them around her head, fingers possessively at the nape of her neck, letting your head tilt to create the perfect angle for Tara to deepen her assault inside your mouth.
It wasn't romantic, it wasn't delicate, it wasn't passionate. It was raw, filthy, messy, and sloppy. But who were you to care if you got to see Tara so eager to fuck the shit out of you?
She pulled away, her breathing becoming strained as a string of saliva unraveling themselves as your lips were far apart from hers, an aching sensation that you never wanted to happen. "Why were you flirting with her? In front of me?" Tara breathed out, her voice filled with desperation and want, husky but fuck did it make you clench around nothing.
"I wasn't—god," Your pathetic words turned into a moan when you felt Tara push her body against yours with force. You could feel her hard erection rub against your clothed clit, driving you wild, your hips bucking involuntarily to seek more friction than a simple bump of its head as you struggled to explain, "I didn't mean to."
Her nails dug into the soft and sweaty flesh of your ass, making you wince as she spoke, "You were practically fucking yourself onto her." Tara's words were harsh, but it made your cunt throb with wetness more than ever, clenching around nothing yet again. It took all of your self-control to not pull down everything she had and ride her dick until the insides of your pussy remembered her shape.
"I didn't… I didn't mean to, Tara, please," you stammered. You could feel saliva dripping from your mouth as your abused lips hung open, wanting nothing more than to let Tara inside. Or better yet, letting her cock drill into your mouth until it hits the back of your throat.
Her eyes bore into yours, making you feel like prey under her hands. It was rare to see Tara like this, and fuck it turned you on. "You liked her hands on you, didn't you? You even got her number." The sound of her voice terrified you, but it never overcame the excitement that shot through your spine, shivering as she tried to bring you closer to her, her mouth opened to take yours but you were never granted that.
"No—" You tried to find a voice when all you can do is whine, whimper, and moan whenever her throbbing cock was rubbing against your pussy and the tightening grip she had on your ass. "I don't want her, please," you whined, "I want you. Only you."
"Really, y/n?" Tara's breath caressed your skin, "Then let me fuck you against my bed so everyone in this apartment can hear how fucking good you take my cock. That alright with you, baby?" She purred, her grip on your ass tightening further as she guided both of you toward the bedroom. Her head leaned in, tracing lazy kisses along your jawline. It was crazy to think someone so small could have this much strength.
You nodded feverishly, a small mhm coming out, afraid that your words would just come out as a pathetic whine. Your hands remained on her shoulders as you allowed Tara to manhandle you toward the bed. The ache between your legs, combined with the throbbing need within your pussy, pleaded for her touch even more, wanting nothing but to let her dick plow into your dripping pussy until you couldn't take it.
Tara wasted no time in throwing you against the bed, your back landing on the mattress with a loud thud while her body was on top of yours, her cock pressed so fucking close against your pussy, the subtle friction making your hips buck in a desperate motion. Her hands went down your chest, tugging at the fabric that was the only barrier between her and your body.
"You know, she would've ripped it apart and fucked me so good right now."
You could tell that was the last straw for Tara.
In a heartbeat, Tara abandoned any hint of gentleness she had with you, ripping your blouse open with such force she almost tore it apart, eliciting a rather embarrassing wince from you.
The piece of unwanted fabric desperately clung near the edges of your shoulders, barely holding on as you felt her hands drop to your chest. Her fingers traced the curves of your body, the simple touch making your pussy throb with want yet again, reaching up to your breasts and then to your mouth, her thumb parting your lips as she ducked down to slip her tongue into yours.
Your hands flew to Tara's shorts, fingers frantically pulling the hem down along with her boxers, letting them slide down to Tara's hips as her throbbing cock sprang out, slapping against the fabric of her shirt. She was big. Probably the first and last monstrous cock you'd ever take.
"Tara…" you gasped, her name escaping your lips in a breathy moan as Tara pulled away. Her hands immediately found their way to your waist as her fingers worked to pull your own shorts down, mindlessly discarding them around somewhere, your wet cunt being exposed to the cold air and Tara's gaze.
"God, y/n, you're soaked," she whispered as she wrapped her fingers around her cock, stroking it up and down. Your slick gushing out on her mattress was one of the things that made her erection throb so damn painfully. She guided the head, coaxed with her own pre-cum, to your slick folds, parting them slowly. "Wanna fuck you so deep and let you forget about her entire existence," she breathrd out, her eyes watched yours in a haze with your mouth hung open.
"Tara fucking Carpenter, if you don't—FUCK!"
You cried out as you felt Tara shove her cock deep inside your tight pussy without warning, the sudden invasion making your folds stretch so damn good to accommodate her throbbing length, the pain mixed with pleasure making your head spin and your toes curl.
Tara's hands gripped your hips firmly, her perfectly manicured nails digging into your skin to hold your body steady as she relentlessly kept sinking her huge cock into your heat.
Your body shuddered, making the perfect arch for Tara to penetrate your pussy even further as she leaned down, Tara, wait, you're too big, oh shit...!" You moaned, letting her bite and kiss every inch of her skin as you welcomed her, marking you as her own as if her dick wasn't claiming you right this second.
Tara continued fucking into you, ignoring how painful it was to be inside of you yet so satisfying seeing her dick disappearing and reappearing, your wet slick going nowhere but being used as a lube for her thick and girthy cock.
Her name continuously escaped your lips along with a moan, "...shit! Right there Tara, oh fuck!" You gasped, giving her the most pornographic moan she ever heard, the lewd repeated claps of your ass meeting her hips while she rammed her shaft inside you with disgruntled breaths and grunts.
"Take it, baby," she whispered, her voice husky as her hands slid under your thighs that instinctively encircled her body, "I know you can." She slowed her pace down, grabbing your legs and folding them onto your body then returned to her merciless pace, "Such a perfect mess for me." She grunted, her hips desperately rutting into your sex.
You moaned uncontrollably throughout her room, "So... so full, holy fuck," You groaned, throwing your head back in pure ecstasy, your fists clenching, your eyes rolling back and your toes curling beneath her as you writhed under her touch, wanting more even if your pussy was already stuffed to the brim with Tara.
Your arms reached out to her, fingers gripping her shoulders all while your body shook and squirmed underneath her, "Fuck me. Fuck me so hard, please, Tara!" You begged, tears starting to trickle down your eyes while immense pleasure washed over you, your voice reverberating as she dicked you down.
Tara's half-lidded eyes locked in with yours, pure lust evident in her eyes. No longer staring at your puffy folds, her mouth hung open, grunts escaping her soft lips with every forceful thrust.
"You want this, don't you?" Her mouth poured out words with every harsh thrust she gave you. Your mind couldn't work properly, let alone form any coherent sentences other than incoherent mumbling and needy whimpers of her name. "To make me fuck you senseless with my cock until your brain couldn't think of anything other than my dick."
It was clear she knew the answer, she just needed to hear it from you.
Your breath hitched, staring at Tara as if you'd pass out by how stretched you were under her, your throat unable to form words as it was caught between pathetic gasps and moans, your walls fluttering around her dick like it was your sole purpose to be her cock-warming slut and manhandled so good by her.
You couldn't focus on anything other than Tara. Tara, Tara, Tara, oh how her cock felt so good buried inside of you, how it kept hitting your cervix with every thrust, and how it was so fucking painful yet it sent shivers down your spine that made your back arch so naturally.
"Answer me," she rasped, her hands releasing the harsh grip on your thighs that were bound to leave a mark and letting them trail up your body until they reached your throat, her fingers wrapping around it with their possessive grip, her nails slightly grazing your skin that were already adorned with hickeys. "Don't tell me you're too drunk on my cock to think of anything else."
You couldn't handle it anymore, your airways constricting with each tightening grip Tara had on your throat. "Yes!" you screamed, "I need your dick so much, so badly, Tara, my God—!" You choked out, your muscles tensing as you felt a knot forming in your stomach, your cunt clenching around her cock
"So close, so close, soclosesoclose, 'm close, Tara, f-fuck!" you whimpered, your hands reaching over her shoulders, nails clawing against her chiseled back, leaving red marks along her body that were bound to scar.
You couldn't miss the subtle wince that went across Tara's face under your harsh touch. Even if you were so damn close to cumming around her dick, the relentless slam of her hips onto your skin taking a toll on your sense of awareness, you still took notice of the muted groan of pain leaving her lips amidst the struggling grunts and low moans she breathed out. Yet you could feel the undeniable twitch from her cock buried deep inside you out of pleasure.
"Why were you flirting with her?"
Tara cocked her head to the side, her voice still raspy and her breaths were hot and heavy. The pace of her thrusts slowed as she began to give deliberate and agonizing strokes with her dick as she toyed with you, her hips slowly thrusting inside of you so excruciatingly slow to the point you'd be better off at riding her cock until your cunt spasms so hard you couldn't cum anymore.
"I wasn't…" you panted desperately, the slow and deliberate movement of Tara's hips driving you insane. "I wasn't flirting… with… oh, fuck..!" You let out a guttural moan as you felt Tara pull out, almost to her tip, and slammed her cock back in your cervix with such force.
You threw your head back, eyes rolling while your mouth hung open to deliver a loud moan that echoed throughout, your back arching in response to her plowing her length inside of you once more.
Tara continued her relentless assault, though if not slower, your hands frantically going to your face, grabbing a handful of your hair as you subtly hid your face away from hers. Biting the flesh of your arm to hide the rather embarrassing and pathetic moans you kept producing.
"Who?" She leaned down, her hot yet soft lips giving you wet kisses all along your jaw as your muffled moans filled the room and her ears, "Who, baby?" she pressed all while your muffled whimpers filled the room, her hands going to your face and pulling your arms out of way. Her voice was soft, unlike the way she fucked you into insanity, acting as if she was the most innocent girl in the room.
"I don’t know.. I don’t know!" You sobbed, actual tears running down your face as Tara kept her tormenting pace. You couldn't think of anything anymore, let alone other people who are not Tara. Sentences just flowed out of you as if Tara controlled every inch of your brain. Your cunt soaked her dick with your wetness, the knot in your stomach tightening with every thrust.
"Please," you desperately pleaded, the words escaping with more neediness than you intended it to be. "Just, oh my god, let me cum!" You cried out as your body shook under her, ready for release, but you knew she wasn't going to give you that when she pulled out, a loud wince escaping your lips.
It took all your self-control not to pull her back with such force that her cock would immediately hit your cervix and you'd rut all over her until she was satisfied with you.
"Wha... Tara what the fuck!?"
You whined as you looked down, her dick still standing proudly at 7 inches with its thick girth, resting on her stomach, still hard and erect. So why the fuck did she pull out when you could've been on the verge of having the most jaw-dropping orgasm of your life.
The knot in your stomach eased slightly as Tara grabbed a handful of your hair, her head leaning down, "Here's what we're going to do, baby," she whispered against your lips, your need to slip your tongue into hers was just a fleeting thought.
Her dick twitched over your thigh, and you knew you looked like the hottest mess Tara had ever laid her eyes on, and the knowledge that your face looked like a fucked-up, cock-drunk, slut for Tara made your pussy throb.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard against that glass window," she continued, her voice low and husky as you looked over, "until all of New York hears how you're such a pathetic and filthy whore for my dick." She raised her free hand to cup your cheeks, caressing the soft and red skin you had from sobbing your heart out. "Then you're going to thank me for letting you cum on my cock while screaming my name."
If you weren't crazy then, then you were definitely going crazy now. You looked at Tara, doe eyes and all.
"Do you hear me, y/n?" She demanded, and you dumbly nodded in response.
"Mmh, yeah, yes please," you whimpered, your voice so desperate and needy as you dropped to your knees, gazing up at Tara who was already standing up, your hands almost reaching to wrap around her cock if not for her hand slapping it away. It was unfair she was half-clothed while you looked like you got railed every second. "I'll do what you want, anything, just let me cum, Tara…"
"There's that good girl I know." Tara purred, her simple approval and praise making you wet as ever. Her hands found your shoulders, turning you around to face away from her as you obeyed her silent orders.
You gave her the best possible view of your back, a perfect arch as your head was off to the side, all while offering her a glimpse of your exposed pussy.
You could feel her hands trailing down your back as your head faced forward, your eyes dropping down to the mattress. With a firm grip, she grabbed both of your wrists, tying them together with her hand while her other arm traveled back to your shoulder.
With your hands bound behind you, Tara led you towards the window, forcefully pressing your face against the cold and hard surface, the windowpane flushed on your skin. You could see every apartment that surrounded Tara's, lights turned on and some turned off, some maybe even watching the both of you.
You wouldn't be lying if you said it turned you on so much.
Tara's body was pressed onto yours, gasping for solid air as you felt the hard length of her clock sliding against your ass, its slow movement teased every inch of your body as the pleasure shot up from your spine.
"You won't mind if I use your phone, right?" She asked while you wondered how the hell she even got your phone in the first place in this position. But you didn't mind.
You weren't above filming a little video for her, especially when it came to something like sex. In fact, you have a dedicated folder solely for those kinds of videos, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't have a video of Tara screaming your name replaying in your head over and over as you fucked yourself to it.
And so, you nodded.
Oh, how you wished you hadn't.
Or rather, you wished you didn't immediately add the girls number in your contacts so quickly.
"Fucking hell," Tara murmured to herself which didn't go unnoticed by you. As well as the sounds of Tara dialing a number onto your phone.
Glancing over your shoulders, you found Tara standing right behind you. Her hand gripped her throbbing cock, teasing your slick folds while her gaze remained fixated on the ringing phone in her other hand.
"Tara, what are you—" you began, but before you could finish your sentence, Tara shoved her cock deep inside you with a force that left you more than breathless, penetrating your pussy so good that left you gasping for air as you cried out her name.
"Oh, God! Tara—Shit, Tara!" You screamed, your head throwing back as your fingers gripped the wall, "feels s' good, f-fuck!," you cursed, a perfect arch making its way to your spine while Tara fucked your juices back inside of you.
Her cock fit perfectly inside you, almost as if it was already molded to the shape of her dick precisely. Every vein, and every twitch of her shaft inside of you felt so familiar. Her balls repeatedly slapped your clit by her relentless pace, driving you to the brink of insanity by the touch alone. Every pleasure you felt shot down onto your cunt, hot and so fucking intoxicating.
You wanted to push her away, to catch a breath and your abused folds catch a breath, yet bring her deeper into your body, wanting and craving her more and more.
It felt so good to the point you didn't notice the 'hello, y/n?' that came from your phone.
"Hold it." Tara commanded of you, her body leaning down to yours, bringing your phone closer to your ear.
You looked at her, wide-eyed. Your lips and mind tempted to moan out her name as she kept pounding her cock inside of you if not for the abrupt phone call. "Tara…" you whimpered, "Tara, I-I can't—" your voice barely audible before her hand covered your mouth, muffling your moans when she gave you a hard thrust.
The pleasure she's giving you by simply moving and her still dick filling you up send shivers down your spine, yet the voice coming from your phone won't stop talking.
You took over Tara's hand from the phone, putting it up to your ear as you spoke quietly. "Yeah—sorry, he—hey!" You stammered, attempting to even get a coherent thought over your clouded mind while Tara continued assaulting your puffy pussy, "who, oh fuck, is this?"
"I'm the girl at the party, Cady! You do remember, right?"
You don't, really. It's all a blur.
You gasped, your head turning to the side as you tried to muffle your noises as quietly as possible, "yeah, yeah, I remember. Why—why, are you calling?"
The girl on the line laughed, chuckling even, "you called me. I didn't expect getting a call so easily after that conversation."
Please stop talking, you wanted to say.
You could feel Tara's jealousy and anger through the way her hands gripped your waist, her other hand delivering a sharp slap to your ass.
"I… I probably was—I was drunk," you stuttered, struggling to find the right words as your head ducked down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call," you breathed out, biting your lip to prevent a single whimper coming out of you.
"Well, you did," she replied, her tone teasing, laughing even more, "But I'm glad you did. We can pick up where we left off, if you know what I mean," You knew there was a sultry tone to her voice, probably even winking across the phone. "Is there someone in your room? I thought I heard something crash."
Tara leaned down, her grip on your hips tighter than ever, planting wet and sloppy along your shoulders to your ear, "You wanna tell them how good I'm fucking you, baby?" She whispered huskily, innocently kissing your cheeks as if she wasn't teasing you with another person on the other line.
"Wanna tell her how fucking good it feels to have my cock buried deep inside you?" She thrusted, her arms going to your shoulders and pushing your body deeper inside of her, "Tell her how you're begging for more, how you couldn't get enough of my dick?"
You were so glad you moved the phone just an inch away.
"I, oh my God, uhm, Tara—Tara!" You screamed out, a broken moan escaping your lips, hiding it by the fact you were mentioning her name, "yeah, Tara's here. Carpenter. She's, well, joining me for a simple exercise," you managed to reply, your voice shaky.
"Didn't know you guys were close."
"Yeah, we...uh, got closer recently," you stammered while Tara continued her relentless assault on your tight cunt, her cock plunging deep inside you, "we—oh shit—she lives with me so, yeah!"
You could hear Tara laugh at the half-assed excuse, probably the most common ones in the book.
Cady laughed through the phone once more, "I didn't mean to interrupt anything by picking up the phone, did I?"
"Cady, it's… It's fine," you managed to gasp, your voice strained with pleasure as Tara's relentless thrusts kept pounding into you harder and faster if it was even possible. "Oh, fuck!" You couldn't help but moan loudly, yet accidentally, the phone still pressed to your ear, as Tara leaned down once more and took over the phone, bringing it close to her ear as she let you grip the walls with such immense tightness.
"I'm sure y/n will forget you in a matter of seconds after this," she purred, "especially when she's getting fucked so good by me." She turned the phone around, enabling video on, letting Cady see your ass bouncing along her cock, her dick disappearing deep inside you and your back arching in pure ecstasy, "I almost pity you on how you'll never feel the never-ending pleasure of her pussy clenching around you."
She hung up before a single scream shouted from the phone, throwing it on the bed, "'m gonna cum, Tara. Baby, I'm gonna cum, Shit, shit,shitshitshitshitshit!"
Your body tensed, a knot forming in your lower abdomen as you cried out her name like a prayer, begging for a desperate release of being denied just moments ago. You could feel her hands gripping your hips even tighter, her grunts and little moans escaping her lips only drove you more into an orgasm,
Your moans filled the room, mixing with Tara's own gasps and the sound of skin slapping against skin, your wetness coating her dick. "Cum on me baby," she whispered, her fingers running across your hair as she threw your head back, "don't forget to do what I said."
"Tara! Oh, fuck, that feels so good!" Your walls clenched around her cock, your body trembling while you felt Tara's own climax shoot ropes of cum deep inside of you as she held you close, her arms wrapped around you as she came, "thank you..." You murmured, crying out, "thank you, baby, fuck your cock still feels so good inside me..."
The intense grip you had on the glass faltered, your legs giving way as you collapsed against the window, your body still shaking and your pussy tightening against Tara's twitching cock while you waited for her to empty her load inside of you, her hips still bucking while she caressed your skin, leaving a trail of kisses and words of affection down your neck.
"I love you..." she whispered against your skin, "you're gorgeous," she kissed, "such a good girl, y/n."
You nodded weakly, a smile covering your lips as you slid down the glass wall as Tara gently turned you around, planting a tender kiss on your lips.
"My pretty girl," Tara called out, softness in her voice while she tucking a loose strand behind your ear and wiping the tears away, "you did so well."
Tara cupped your cheek, all too evident that you were tired and exhausted, her thumb brushing lightly against your skin as she stared into your eyes. It was all too beautiful for Tara.
You started to wrap your arms on her shoulders, pulling her close while she laughs"I'll carry you to the bathroom, mkay? I'll draw you a bath and we can cuddle there."
You were too tired out to say or think of anything, so you opted with a nod.
Tara chuckled softly in your response, scooping you up in her oddly strong arms as she carried you to the bathroom, her touch now soft and comforting instead of harsh and cruel.
You didn't think the afterparty would turn out like this, but you were grateful it did.
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aftermath bonus:
Y: "are you still mad at me?"
T: *shrug* "lost it within the three seconds we started making out"
Y: "what the fuck tara?!"
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a/n: tara is the size of two apples tall (give or take), every possible bone in her body is fractured, probably losing blood by the minute, her shoesize is probably smaller than a rats AND the girl has asthma. it almost felt wrong writing her like this. off topic but i wished tumblr had a like comment thing for people like me that for some reason is too scared and shy to reply to you guys. I REALLY APPRECIATE THE COMMENTS, TRULY!! THEY MAKE MY DAY SM BETTER
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“I will love you for the whole of eternity,”
Wednesday Addams x Female Reader
Summary: After an outgoing, kind girl (u ofc) catches the attention of a stoic apocalyptic writer, things aren’t always bound to go well…
Warnings: use of Y/N, Wednesday kinda an asshole, kissing, angst
A/N: I was eating Cheetos making this
Words: 1,000+
Wednesday had always been an enigma to those around her. She was the quiet girl with a dark aura, always seen with her nose buried in a book or lost in her own thoughts. Despite her aloof demeanor, she had always been a magnet for attention, with her striking features and piercing green eyes that seemed to hold a million secrets.
Y/N was the complete opposite of Wednesday. She was outgoing, bubbly, and always the life of the party. She had a contagious laugh and a smile that could light up a room. She was the popular girl, and everyone wanted to be her friend.
But despite their differences, Wednesday and Y/N had always been drawn to each other. They shared a few classes together and would often catch each other's eye, a small smile shared between them. It wasn't until one fateful Wednesday afternoon that everything changed.
It was a warm spring day, and the sun was shining bright in the sky. Wednesday was sitting alone on a bench, as she often did during lunchtime. She had her usual book in hand, but her mind was somewhere else. She was lost in thoughts of Y/N, wondering what it would be like to have her by her side, to hold her hand and kiss her lips.
As if on cue, Y/N appeared, walking towards Wednesday with a determined look on her face. She took a seat next to her, causing Wednesday's heart to skip a beat.
'Hey,' Y/N said, her voice soft and gentle. 'Mind if I join you?'
Wednesday's heart raced as she nodded, unable to form any words. Y/N smiled and took a seat, her shoulder brushing against Wednesday's. The touch sent shivers down Wednesday's spine, and she couldn't help but lean in closer.
They sat in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company. Wednesday couldn't believe that Y/N was sitting next to her, and she couldn't help but steal glances at the girl beside her.
'I've been wanting to talk to you for a while now,' Y/N finally broke the silence, turning to face Wednesday. 'I've noticed you around school, and I think you're really interesting.'
Wednesday's heart swelled at Y/N's words, and she couldn't stop the small smile that formed on her lips. She had never been good with words, but with Y/N, she felt a sense of ease.
'I think you're sickeningly peculiar too,' Wednesday replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N's smile widened, and before Wednesday knew it, they were leaning in, their lips meeting in a sweet and gentle kiss. Wednesday's heart felt like it was going to burst with happiness, and she wrapped her arms around Y/N, pulling her closer.
They spent the rest of lunchtime lost in each other's embrace, their lips moving in perfect harmony. Wednesday couldn't believe how perfect the moment was, and how her stomach felt as if it was churning. She couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, Y/N could be the one to break through her walls.
But as the days went by, Wednesday's fears and insecurities started creeping back in. She was terrified of opening up to someone, of letting someone in and getting hurt. She had been hurt before, and she didn't know if she could handle it again.
So, she did what she always did when things got too intense. She pushed Y/N away.
At first, Y/N didn't understand. She tried to give Wednesday space, thinking maybe she needed time to process their new relationship. But as the weeks went by, and Wednesday continued to distance herself, Y/N couldn't take it anymore.
She confronted Wednesday, demanding to know what was going on. Wednesday's walls crumbled, and she broke down, telling Y/N about her past and her fears of getting hurt again. Y/N held her, comforting her and promising to never hurt her.
For a brief moment, Wednesday felt like everything was going to be okay. But as the days went by, she couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom. She couldn't escape the constant fear that Y/N would leave her, that she wasn't good enough for her.
And so, she did the only thing she knew how to do. She pushed Y/N away, again and again. Y/N tried to be patient, understanding that Wednesday needed time to heal.
But as the months went by, Y/N couldn't ignore the pain she felt every time Wednesday pushed her away.
One day, Y/N had had enough. She couldn't take the constant rejection and the emotional rollercoaster anymore. She decided to confront Wednesday one last time, demanding to know if she even cared about their relationship.
Wednesday's heart ached at the hurt in Y/N's eyes, but she couldn't bring herself to say the words Y/N wanted to hear. She couldn't admit that she cared deeply for Y/N, that she was in love with her. She was too scared of getting hurt, of losing the one person who had managed to break through her walls.
With a heavy heart, Y/N walked away, leaving Wednesday alone with her thoughts. She watched as Y/N's figure got smaller and smaller, until she disappeared from her sight. And in that moment, Wednesday knew that she had made the biggest mistake of her life.
She tried to reach out to Y/N, to apologize and beg for a second chance, but it was too late. Y/N had moved on, and Wednesday was left alone, with nothing but her regrets and a broken heart.
Wednesday's world became a dark and lonely place without Y/N. She realized too late that she had pushed away the one person who had managed to see through her facade and love her for who she truly was. She couldn't escape the guilt and the pain, and she spent endless nights crying herself to sleep, wishing she could turn back time and make things right.
Months went by, and Wednesday never forgot Y/N. She saw her around school, happy and in love with someone else, and it tore her apart. She couldn't help but wonder what could have been if she hadn't let her fears control her.
But it wasn't until their last day of high school, 2 years later, that Wednesday finally mustered up the courage to face Y/N. She had spent months working on herself, trying to overcome her fears and insecurities. And as she stood in front of Y/N, she knew that this was her chance to make things right.
'I'm so sorry for everything I put you through,' Wednesday said, her voice trembling with emotion. 'I never stopped loving you, and I regret pushing you away every day.'
Y/N looked at her with tears in her eyes, and for the first time in years, Wednesday saw a glimpse of the girl she had fallen in love with all those years ago.
'I forgive you,' Y/N said, her voice barely above a whisper. 'But it's too late. I've moved on.'
And with those words, Wednesday's heart shattered into a million pieces. She had lost the love of her life because of her own fears and insecurities. She had let the one person who saw her for who she was slip away, and she would regret it for the rest of her life.
As she watched Y/N walk away, Wednesday knew that she would always be haunted by the memory of the girl she had fallen in love with on a fateful Wednesday afternoon. And she could only hope that one day, she would find the courage to love again, and this time, she wouldn't let her fears get in the way.
“Te amaré por toda la eternidad” she whispers, “Por siempre mi amor continuará” she utters quietly…
Pt.2? 👀
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“I will love you for all of eternity,”
Wednesday Addams x Female Reader
Summary: After an outgoing, kind girl (u ofc) catches the attention of a stoic apocalyptic writer, things aren’t always bound to go well…
Warnings: use of Y/N, Wednesday kinda an asshole, kissing, angst
A/N: I was eating Cheetos making this
Words: 1,000+
Wednesday had always been an enigma to those around her. She was the quiet girl with a dark aura, always seen with her nose buried in a book or lost in her own thoughts. Despite her aloof demeanor, she had always been a magnet for attention, with her striking features and piercing green eyes that seemed to hold a million secrets.
Y/N was the complete opposite of Wednesday. She was outgoing, bubbly, and always the life of the party. She had a contagious laugh and a smile that could light up a room. She was the popular girl, and everyone wanted to be her friend.
But despite their differences, Wednesday and Y/N had always been drawn to each other. They shared a few classes together and would often catch each other's eye, a small smile shared between them. It wasn't until one fateful Wednesday afternoon that everything changed.
It was a warm spring day, and the sun was shining bright in the sky. Wednesday was sitting alone on a bench, as she often did during lunchtime. She had her usual book in hand, but her mind was somewhere else. She was lost in thoughts of Y/N, wondering what it would be like to have her by her side, to hold her hand and kiss her lips.
As if on cue, Y/N appeared, walking towards Wednesday with a determined look on her face. She took a seat next to her, causing Wednesday's heart to skip a beat.
'Hey,' Y/N said, her voice soft and gentle. 'Mind if I join you?'
Wednesday's heart raced as she nodded, unable to form any words. Y/N smiled and took a seat, her shoulder brushing against Wednesday's. The touch sent shivers down Wednesday's spine, and she couldn't help but lean in closer.
They sat in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company. Wednesday couldn't believe that Y/N was sitting next to her, and she couldn't help but steal glances at the girl beside her.
'I've been wanting to talk to you for a while now,' Y/N finally broke the silence, turning to face Wednesday. 'I've noticed you around school, and I think you're really interesting.'
Wednesday's heart swelled at Y/N's words, and she couldn't stop the small smile that formed on her lips. She had never been good with words, but with Y/N, she felt a sense of ease.
'I think you're sickeningly peculiar too,' Wednesday replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N's smile widened, and before Wednesday knew it, they were leaning in, their lips meeting in a sweet and gentle kiss. Wednesday's heart felt like it was going to burst with happiness, and she wrapped her arms around Y/N, pulling her closer.
They spent the rest of lunchtime lost in each other's embrace, their lips moving in perfect harmony. Wednesday couldn't believe how perfect the moment was, and how her stomach felt as if it was churning. She couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, Y/N could be the one to break through her walls.
But as the days went by, Wednesday's fears and insecurities started creeping back in. She was terrified of opening up to someone, of letting someone in and getting hurt. She had been hurt before, and she didn't know if she could handle it again.
So, she did what she always did when things got too intense. She pushed Y/N away.
At first, Y/N didn't understand. She tried to give Wednesday space, thinking maybe she needed time to process their new relationship. But as the weeks went by, and Wednesday continued to distance herself, Y/N couldn't take it anymore.
She confronted Wednesday, demanding to know what was going on. Wednesday's walls crumbled, and she broke down, telling Y/N about her past and her fears of getting hurt again. Y/N held her, comforting her and promising to never hurt her.
For a brief moment, Wednesday felt like everything was going to be okay. But as the days went by, she couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom. She couldn't escape the constant fear that Y/N would leave her, that she wasn't good enough for her.
And so, she did the only thing she knew how to do. She pushed Y/N away, again and again. Y/N tried to be patient, understanding that Wednesday needed time to heal.
But as the months went by, Y/N couldn't ignore the pain she felt every time Wednesday pushed her away.
One day, Y/N had had enough. She couldn't take the constant rejection and the emotional rollercoaster anymore. She decided to confront Wednesday one last time, demanding to know if she even cared about their relationship.
Wednesday's heart ached at the hurt in Y/N's eyes, but she couldn't bring herself to say the words Y/N wanted to hear. She couldn't admit that she cared deeply for Y/N, that she was in love with her. She was too scared of getting hurt, of losing the one person who had managed to break through her walls.
With a heavy heart, Y/N walked away, leaving Wednesday alone with her thoughts. She watched as Y/N's figure got smaller and smaller, until she disappeared from her sight. And in that moment, Wednesday knew that she had made the biggest mistake of her life.
She tried to reach out to Y/N, to apologize and beg for a second chance, but it was too late. Y/N had moved on, and Wednesday was left alone, with nothing but her regrets and a broken heart.
Wednesday's world became a dark and lonely place without Y/N. She realized too late that she had pushed away the one person who had managed to see through her facade and love her for who she truly was. She couldn't escape the guilt and the pain, and she spent endless nights crying herself to sleep, wishing she could turn back time and make things right.
Months went by, and Wednesday never forgot Y/N. She saw her around school, happy and in love with someone else, and it tore her apart. She couldn't help but wonder what could have been if she hadn't let her fears control her.
But it wasn't until their last day of high school, 7 months later, that Wednesday finally mustered up the courage to face Y/N. She had spent months working on herself, trying to overcome her fears and insecurities. And as she stood in front of Y/N, she knew that this was her chance to make things right.
'I'm so sorry for everything I put you through,' Wednesday said, her voice trembling with emotion. 'I never stopped loving you, and I regret pushing you away every day.'
Y/N looked at her with tears in her eyes, and for the first time in years, Wednesday saw a glimpse of the girl she had fallen in love with all those years ago.
'I forgive you,' Y/N said, her voice barely above a whisper. 'But it's too late. I've moved on.'
And with those words, Wednesday's heart shattered into a million pieces. She had lost the love of her life because of her own fears and insecurities. She had let the one person who saw her for who she was slip away, and she would regret it for the rest of her life.
As she watched Y/N walk away, Wednesday knew that she would always be haunted by the memory of the girl she had fallen in love with on a fateful Wednesday afternoon. And she could only hope that one day, she would find the courage to love again, and this time, she wouldn't let her fears get in the way.
“Te amaré por toda la eternidad” she whispers, “Por siempre mi amor continuará” she utters quietly…
Pt.2? 👀
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