⋆ ˚。⋆౨ৎ dina + ellie 3some
dina’s hands roaming over your body, grabbing where she wants as you cry and moan into her neck, your hands balling up the bedsheets beneath you. her legs force your shaky ones open, letting ellie have complete control as her strap slams into you over and over for what felt like hours now
the position you’re in leaves you pretty much free use to both woman, not that you mind. your body melts into dina beneath you, her neck getting soaked in your tears and drool, wondering how on earth you ended up in this situation after a decided “movie night” with your friends. this was far much more entertaining anyway
you feel ellie grope you from behind, her hand moving up until it tangles in your hair to pull you up and against her chest, just holding you there and letting you breathe heavily. you watch ad dina clamours up from the bed, her mouth wasting attaching to your hot skin as soon as she could.
you’re just at their mercy, head falling back onto ellie shoulder as dina grabs at your chest, mouthing at your nipples and moaning against your skin. your breath hitches, the combination of both women’s mouths on you making your head fuzzier, tears spilling from your glasses over eyes as you grind back into ellie’s strap
she begins to fuck into you again, making you cry out. ellie grabs your hands and holds them behind your back, thrusting into you harder and easier as you lean further into dina’s mouth, feeling her hand squeeze at your thighs and eventually reach your cunt, all sticky and used from the hours of being fucked
you sob as she circles your clit the best she could with ellie forcing your body to jolt every second. she admires how strings of your slick make lines connecting to her fingers, a smile gracing her face as she slaps her fingers against your cunt, another cry from you
but you knew they were far from done with you
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Does anyone else want dina to squirt breastmilk into their mouths HAHAHAWHOSSICTHSG
okok idk about SQUIRTING it but i can work with this !! nsfw ౨ৎ
your babysitting gig had been going well, per se. you had built a relationship with ellie and dina, and their sweet baby… but you had noticed differences— lingering glances and touches, very stereotypical. ellie would go off to work, and you’d help dina with the baby and general housework. but everytime ellie left, the house seemed to tense up.
that’s how it was now, tense and quiet. you finish gently rocking the baby to sleep, cringing as the door creaks as you shut it behind you and make your way downstairs. every noise was heightened due to the almost complete silence, it made your chest feel weird. maybe dina just wasn’t used to you yet? maybe she thought you were after ellie?
you walk through the living room, dina flashes you a small smile but quickly groans after, palming at her swollen breast on the couch. “did he go down okay?” she asks and you nod, taking your attention away from how her hand moves over her boobs. “yeah, uh, fell asleep quickly…” you feel gross watching, but as her head rolls back and she huffs out a small breath… you don’t really care
“is everything okay?” you finally decide to question, having watched her writhe in pain for a few more seconds. dina hums, “blocked duct. he’s not been so good feeding these past few days.” she admits and you nod in pretend understanding, fidgeting with your fingers in the middle of the room. “is there a way to get rid of it?”
dina laughs slightly, glancing out the window for a moment. “yeah. but i’d have to wait for ellie to get home for that.” you tilt your head, “why would you have to wait? i’m here.” she turns to look at you from the window, tilting her head to match the angle of yours. “well, i would ask her to release the milk from my breast by, you know…”
realisation hits you and suddenly become flustered. “oh,” you look at the clock, and then to the mother clearly in discomfort. “it’s only seven… ellie doesn’t get back until eleven, right?”
she groans when you tell her that, acknowledging that she’d having to go four more hours in this state. you inhale and take a step forward, “offer still stands…” dina raises one of her eyebrows, playing with the end of her shirt and taking in your appearance more than she had been the entire time you’ve been in her home. what ellie doesn’t know cant hurt her. “come here.”
seems like a matter of seconds before you’re on top of her, trying to subtly grind down on her thigh as you suck on her right nipple, swiping your thumb over the other one. her fingers thread through your hair, keeping it from your face and trying to push further into your mouth, the final relief giving her such unexpected pleasure.
you know you’re making her feel good, and it really makes your stomach fluttery, your underwear damper… you know it probably shouldn’t, it’s wrong. she needs your help and youre just whining against her boob feeling arousal pour from you like a perv
but dina’s not much better, catching herself rolling her hips against your thigh between her legs or having to cover her mouth to catch her pretty sounds.
you slowly pull off her puffy nipple, bringing your free hand down to slowly knead her breast, making sure she barely went a moment in any discomfort. “is this okay?” she takes your shaky, quiet voice into account, your eyes big as you look up at her
she nods almost immediately, her thumb swiping over your lips to collected the white droplets on them. “don’t stop…” you nod but before you go back to work, she grabs your jaw and connects her mouth to yours, her tongue sliding over yours and you can’t help but moan against her and finally let yourself rut down onto her leg
and just as you pull away, the door handle starts turning. guess ellie was home early.
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