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ariaste · 9 months

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The Magic Trick You Didn’t See: Being An Analysis of Good Omens Season 2

(or: Neil Gaiman, Your Brain is Gorgeous But I Have Cracked Your Sneaky Little Code And Have You Dead To Rights*) (*Maybe)

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Soooooo I just spent the last 48 hours having a BREATHTAKING GALAXY BRAIN EPIPHANY about Good Omens Season 2 and feverishly writing a fuckin16,000 word essay about the incredible magic trick that @neil-gaiman pulled off.

Yes, it’s long, but I PROMISE your brains will explode. Do you want to know how magic works? Do you want to know what Metatron’s deal is (I’m like 99% sure of this and it’s EXTREMELY FUCKING GOOD)? Do you want to know about the Mystery of the Vanishing Eccles Cakes and the big fat beautiful clue I found in the opening credits? Do you go through the whole inventory of Chekov’s Firearm & Heavy Artillery Discount Warehouse?

Here is the essay, go read it: https://docs.google.com/document/d/193IXS11XN46lziHRb6eUpM17yK0BQkRqke1Wh64A_e0/ When ur done u can tell me I’m an insane crackpot, and u know what, i won’t even be offended

In case you don’t know whether you want to bother reading the whole enormous thing on google docs, I’ve put the first couple sections of it under the cut. JUST TRUST ME OKAY, HEAR ME OUT, THIS IS VERY EXTREMELY COOL, NEIL IS GOOD AT HIS JOB--

Proem

A dark theater. The rustling of the audience: clothes, breathing, whispers of anticipation. The lights come up. A man enters, stage left. He is a magician—a master magician—and he performs for you a magic trick so good and so subtle... that you don’t even notice you’ve seen it.

You know there must have been a trick—after all, you came to the theater to see a trick performed, didn’t you? And he claims to be a magician. So there had to be a trick somewhere. There had to be.

But maybe there wasn’t. Maybe there was just a man on a stage, talking to you, telling you a story with a strangely unsatisfying ending you didn’t quite understand.

I know. This is a weird beginning to an analysis essay. But hear me out, because I have to explain the mechanisms of the stage before I can show you what the trick was, where the trapdoor was hidden, and how Neil Gaiman pulled the whole thing off so gently and elegantly that you didn’t notice a thing. Ready? Here we go.

The Facts As We Know Them

Let us begin by establishing a baseline—some fundamental, logical assumptions that underpin the magic trick. These will seem obvious as soon as I say them, which is precisely the point: They are self-evident, loadbearing foundations for my entire argument, and if I don’t point them out, I’m going to sound like a crackpot conspiracy theorist. (Which! To be fair, I might be. I could easily be wrong about all this—but I don’t think I am.)

Our baseline, loadbearing assumptions that preface my Grand Unified Theory of Season 2:

1. Neil Gaiman is extremely good at his job.

2. Neil Gaiman loves these characters and wants with all his heart to do them justice; likewise, he has a great deal of respect, love, and admiration for Terry Pratchett and is striving VERY HARD to write the show the way Terry would have been happy with.

3. The devil, as they say, is in the details: Neil Gaiman and the entire Good Omens cast/crew are fully capable of doing extremely subtle detail work, as conclusively proven in Season 1 Ep 6, specifically the whole sequence of the body-swap scenes.

With me so far? Great.

The Elephant In The Room

Season 2 was... odd. It was odd, wasn’t it. This isn’t a matter of whether you loved it or hated it—there was just something odd going on.

I spent the entirety of my first viewing very much enjoying myself and being very happy to be back with these characters and this world, but I was also liveblogging to my groupchat as I went, and a theme soon began emerging:

“Neil, what are you doing? Where are you going with this?” “What in god’s name is going on here? I’m so lost lmao.” “What is going on with the music situation?” “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE NEIL” “zombies, ok, I trust u to pull this all together in the end, Neil, but I still don't know what you're up to” “What is going on LOL” “Incredibly what is going on here” “NEIL! WHAT IS HAPPENING!” “Literally what is happening” “Neil Gaiman why have you constructed a regency au for mystery VIBES reasons” “just????????? lesbians????????? dancing what's HAPPENING. just all the background characters are gay here ok sure sure sure NEIL GAIMAN WHAT IS HAPPENING--” “mmmmmmm neil what u doin”

All these are copied verbatim from my liveblogging, and apparently I am not the only one to have this reaction. And to be clear, I was having a good time! I came out to this theater to see a magic trick, and this Neil Gaiman guy on stage is a master magician—but I didn’t see the trick, even though there must have been a trick.

At first, I wasn’t sure how I felt about the season. I wanted to like it! Indeed, there were many things that I liked about it! But I felt a bit muddled and jumbled up and confused—I felt like there was something I didn’t understand about it, and so I couldn’t yet understand how I felt about it either.

I started chewing on this question in a friend’s DMs: Why is season 2 so fucking odd? What is going on here, Neil? What are you up to? The matter of whether he was up to something was never in question. I knew that he had to be up to something. Writers are always up to something, and as I watched season 2, it was as if I was watching Neil scamper around the room with a mischievous expression as he messed with things here and there and made little tweaks and adjustments to the arrangement of all the Chekov’s guns he’s stockpiling on the mantelpiece.

You see, Season 2 has some very bad writing in it. HANG ON, DON’T ARGUE WITH ME YET! THIS IS NOT A JUDGMENT CALL!! This is the rug that the trick’s secret mechanism is hidden under!!! This is the hidden mirror that makes the trick work!!!!! This is the trapdoor in the stage!

Yes, of course I will explain myself.

Neil Gaiman is a master magician, but I am a pretty damn good magician myself—I’m a professional fantasy author who has published nine books, and I teach workshops for apprentice writers online and at universities—and if there is one thing I have learned about the process of achieving mastery of your craft, it is this:

Regardless of what medium they’re working in, the apprentice artist is concerned primarily with achieving realism via an expansion of their control—control of their brush strokes as they paint a photorealistic eye; control of their deck of cards, the mechanisms of their magic tricks, and where the audience’s attention is being directed; control of all the little factors of voice, plot, character, setting, suspense and surprise that go into writing a good story. However, the master artist has achieved that control—so much so that it often looks effortless to an untrained eye—and sometimes the master artist returns to a messy, amateurish style simply because they have control even over this too.

As an example, consider Picasso and his entire body of work. He begins as an apprentice focused on achieving control, doing portraits of people that look like people—like what we expect a portrait of a person to look like. Then, as he grows in skill and gradually achieves mastery, he pulls away from realism. He develops a style, he experiments with faces that don’t look like any human alive colored in ways that do not appear in nature. He expands his control. His work becomes abstract. Towards the end of his life, he starts experimenting with what’s called “Naive art”, something that a 5 year old could theoretically draw... but you have to achieve mastery before you can do it on purpose and have it look good.

On one hand, Neil Gaiman is extremely good at his job. On the other hand, Season 2 has bad writing in it.

What does that tell us?

Well, we know from our Baseline Assumptions that Neil Gaiman is simply too good of a writer to fuck up through garden-variety clumsiness and lack-of-control the way an apprentice writer would. Additionally, he cannot fuck up by accident in this case because I am positive that the man is scrutinizing his work on Good Omens far too closely to let anything slide—for Crowley and Aziraphale’s sakes, for David and Michael’s sakes, and especially for Terry’s sake. The stakes are sky-high, and he cares too much to write a weird, kind of “bad” season by accident.

Which leaves only one option: He did it on purpose.

(Am I sounding like a crackpot conspiracy theorist? Baby, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. I’m gonna get SO MUCH MORE CRACKPOT.)

If he did it on purpose, then the natural question to ask is: WHY!?!?!??

It’s a great question. Not “Why?” in terms of why he as an individual person with emotions would decide to do that, mind you. More like, “What purpose does this serve for the structure of the narrative?” There is a story he is intending to tell, and out of all the choices he could have possibly made, for some reason this one was necessary and correct in order to achieve that end goal—so what was that reason?

See? Intentionality. He knows exactly what details he left in, and he did it on purpose. (Editing! It’s important!)

So there has to be a reason. It’s like when a master magician “casually” rubs an itch on his nose—why did he do that? What is he sneakily slipping into his mouth by hiding it under the excuse of this little gesture that does not even register to you as meaningful? (If you haven’t watched enough stage magic to know what I mean, watch this.)

This question is, of course, impossible to simply answer out of thin air without any further evidence. It is a dead end—so we must adjust the question and come at it from a different angle.

The one I settled on when I was chewing on this was: Well, okay, what do I mean when I say “bad writing”? What is it about S2 that makes it feel so goddamn odd?

The Pledge, The Turn, and... The Conspicuous, Expectant Silence

There are three parts to a magic trick: Pledge, Turn, Prestige.

First, the Pledge: You show the audience something ordinary. Second, the Turn: You make that ordinary thing do something extraordinary, like vanish. Third, the Prestige: You bring the ordinary thing back.

To quote the 2006 film The Prestige just after its explanation of the first two parts: “You want to be fooled. But you wouldn’t clap yet, because making something disappear isn’t enough. You have to bring it back.”

You have to bring it back.

When I teach apprentice writers, I call this a “setup-payoff cycle”. Achieving control and dexterity with this tool is crucial, because the setup-payoff cycle is the engine of the story—it’s what makes the story run. You can have a setup-payoff cycle at any scale—I have read ones that were a single sentence long; I’ve read ones that were two books long. Additionally, all jokes, no matter how long they are, are structured on a setup/payoff cycle. These cycles work precisely the same way a magic trick does:

You set up the audience’s expectations. (Optional but generally considered stylish and elegant: You give those expectations a firm jolt to throw the audience off-balance.) You pay off the audience’s expectations in a way they weren’t expecting, while saying “TA DA!!!!” really loud with your arms flung wide.

Audiences really like this. A setup-payoff cycle executed just right makes the audience’s brains light up like Times Square and hammers on their mental “reward” buttons like nothing else. It’s like you’ve personally handed them a cookie and a gold star. They go wild for this.

Here’s an example of a setup-payoff cycle, though it’s not a perfect one—and you’ve probably heard it before, so you’re not going to be throwing chairs and tearing down the theater from sheer glee:

The Setup: Knock knock. Who’s there? Banana. Banana who? The Jolt: (the joke starts over and repeats several times without reaching the payoff (aka the prestige) while the audience grows more and more annoyed and frustrated about the unfulfilled expectations, until finally...) Knock knock. Who’s there? Orange. Orange who? The Payoff: ORANGE YOU GLAD I DIDN’T SAY BANANA?

Good Omens Season 2 feels so fucking odd because the setup-payoff cycles are incomplete—nearly all of them are, and the ones that do close the loop do so in really weird ways which, as a professional author, make me feel kind of, “Bwuh?????? But where’s my cookie? Excuse me??? Sir???? Neil????? My cookie, tho???”

When I realized this, when I finally put my finger on why the whole season was giving me some uncanny valley heebie-jeebies, a chill ran down my spine. (The rest is here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/193IXS11XN46lziHRb6eUpM17yK0BQkRqke1Wh64A_e0/ I’M GOING TO GO STARE INTO THE ABYSS NOW BYE)

#good omens #good omens season 2 #ineffable husbands #neil gaiman

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boringkate · 11 months

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Here’s a Mega folder with a handful of junk for you trans girls to watch

https://mega.nz/folder/g14TWJaL#u5hER7DzOJbdJbAR0mhtBQ

///TGIRL FEATURE FILMS (alphabetical order)

Adam (2019) it's about a cis boy who's mistaken for a trans boy and rolls with it. Big cast of trans characters including a tgirl played by a tgirl who everyone wants to fuck. Directed by a trans dude. Highly legit. If you're still hung up on pre release speculation based on the novel then you're the most annoying person alive.

Assassination Nation (2018) The first half is Euphoria and the second half is The Purge. ONE OF THE BEST TGIRL MOVIES OF ALL TIME.

Bit (2019) Lesbian girl power vampire movie where the main character is a tgirl played by a tgirl. It's solid. I find it frustrating that they hint at her being trans without explicitly acknowledging it (and she's passing as fuck, so it's easy to not notice), but I know that's what some of y'all want.

Boy Meets Girl (2014) Cis dude for trans girl love story. Pretty normie, but also you see her fully naked (gock out) at the end.

Funeral Parade of Roses (1969) Extremely 60s. Cool as hell.

Lady Daddy (2010) South Korean romcom about a trans girl played by a cis girl who tries unconvincingly to back pass when she finds out she has a kid. Very cute.

Lingua Franca (2019) written directed and starring Isabel Sandoval. An undocumented trans woman immigrant in New York deals with a cis dude partner being a cis dude. Which is also the plot of The Garden Left Behind (2019).

Myra Breckinridge (1970) Raquel Welch is a trans woman and her goal is the destruction of the last vestigial traces of traditional manhood! It's Fight Club! It's Hackers! It's divisive, but it's probably my favorite movie!

So Pretty (2019) Literally the first scripted feature length (non pornographic tho it does have cock) film to feature two trans women played by trans women kissing eachother.

Something Must Break (2014) THE OTHER BEST TGIRL MOVIE OF ALL TIME. Drugs. Crimes. Gock. Slow motion pissing. Slow motion park Fucking. Genuinely the most beautiful sex scene I've seen in any movie. And she makes it to the end still alive and more sure of herself and at peace than ever.

Tangerine (2015) Groundbreaking and also a bunch of the secondary characters are real life pornstars (which I think is neat).

The Garden Left Behind (2019) This and Lingua Franca (2019) really are tgirl twin films, but (like with Antz and A Bug’s Life) the vibes and details make them distinct (I assume tho tbh I’ve never watched Antz).

///TGIRL DOCUMENTARIES

Bambi (2013) about a trans girl showgirl in 50s/60s paris

Paris is Burning (1990) basically it's Pose.

Shinjuku Boys (1995) Trans dudes working in a tokyo club that caters to tboy chasing cis girls. There's at least one trans girl in the mix too.

///FORCED FEMINIZATION

A Reflection of Fear (1972) They raised her as a girl and it made her do murders! It drags in places, but the girl in it is so ethereal and it has ageplay vibes and daddy issues.

Memory Run (1996) A very fun direct to video scifi action flick about fighting fascism by blowing up your pre transition self with a rocket launcher + it's based on a novel written by a trans woman.

She-Man A Story of Fixation (1967) Notable for being such a cliche sissy maid fantasy while also coming out so early + it was Bob Clark's first film lol.

Sleepaway Camp (1983) A more famous version of Reflection of Fear.

Surrender Dorothy (1998) A MUST WATCH. I personally bought a physical DVD and made an ISO of it for you because I was unsatisfied with the quality of the only copy that seemed to exist online. I ALSO PERSONALLY CREATED MY OWN SUBTITLES FOR IT BECAUSE EVEN THE DVD DIDN’T INCLUDE ANY! WHICH TOOK HOURS TO DO!

The Skin I Live In (2011) A rapist is kidnapped and turned into a girl by a mournful vengeful plastic surgeon. Which was also the plot of Victim (2010). I never really vibe with Pedro Almodóvar movies, but I recognize this is the preeminent forced feminization film.

///SHORT FILMS

Gender Troublemakers (1993) Some 90s Toronto trans girls fucking and discoursing. Explicit tgirl on tgirl action. This is the only one on the list that I haven’t actually watched yet. I’m hyped to watch it tho. Seems mindblowingly rad af.

Happy Birthday Marsha (2018) It's about Marsha P. Johnson.

I don't Know (1971) I'm obsessed with the trans girl in this one she just keeps popping up in all kinds of early 70s stuff. Directed by Penelope Spheeris (who is the sister of the cis gf in it).

Mesmeralda (2019) AN ABSOLUTE BANGER HOLY FUCK THE VIBES ARE OFF THE CHARTS! PLS WATCH THIS! I refuse to apologize for it being 15GB or to re encode it. It’s worth every byte and I want to ensure that this full quality copy doesn’t disappear off of the internet.

Pat Rocco's Changes (1970) It's that same girl again!

Queens at Heart (1967) I can't get over that hairdresser girl thinking she's back passing. Most adorably weak boymode ever.

Shangri-La (2021) Another Isabel Sandoval joint.

The Yellow Wallpaper (2021) Freshly post op girl with a supportive boyfriend goes unhinged.

Undress Me (2012) Jana Bringlöv Ekspong did a few short films. Give janabringlove a google after watching this.

///JUST LIKE BTW

Some of these would be tough to find elsewhere, but most of the movies are also watchable on fmovies and/or can be torrented in higher quality.

After you've worked your way through the folder then just start doing Google searches for trans films. Look at IMDB keywords and letterboxd lists. There are so many more out there. These are just like my personal picks.

#trans #trans girls #trans films #queer films

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half-past-late · 2 years

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#i should be ecstatic but im not!!!!#im so miserable right now :(#i got a good college and a good branch #the only drawback is the college is same as my sister's and the branch same as my mom's #PG is my only ticket to a fresh start #and i loathe the idea of sharing it ib any form with my sister or my mother #i know i sound like a thankless whiny bitch #but I'm feeling suffocated #and not at all happy #and my family's dancing with joy #and I'm trying to control my tears as of my fate is sealed #would be so stupid if I opt for a branch that's 'lesser' than the current one just because I don't want to be tied up with my mom or sister #in any way?#would that be an extremely stupid decision??#i don't know #but I'd rather chose a lesser branch that's different from my mum's and a college that's different from my sister's than be miserable #i thought I'd be happy today but it's been a terrible day #started with a fight with mum and ended with me being thoroughly unhappy and unsatisfied #personal

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luvrgrlellie · 7 months

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worship me

pairing: ellie williams x reader

summary: in which ellie catches reader watching porn

warnings/description: pure smut basically, meanish!ellie, dom/top!ellie, sub/bottom!reader mentions of porn, degradation kink, little bit of praise kink at the end, eating out (r!receiving), riding (r!receiving)

“yes- fuck just like that baby! don’t stop” moans and curses and dirty words filled the quaint bedroom you and ellie share. it’s an otherwise quiet tuesday morning and much to your disappointment, it wasn’t you and ellie making these sounds. ellie had left early that day to go out on patrol and you weren’t expecting her back until that evening. so when you woke up horny with an empty spot next to you in the bed, you groan in frustration, not wanting to have to wait until the end of the day to get the attention you so desperately craved from your girlfriend. you shift onto your back and spread your legs, bending them at the knees and bringing them out to either side of you to give you better access to your aching heat. you slip your hand beneath the flimsy fabric of panties and press your index finger to your swollen clit. you whine, circling it over and over and moving down every so often to gather slick from your hole. you slide ellie’s t-shirt you had on up and over your tits and begin tugging at one of your nipples with your free hand. you shut your eyes tight, pretending it was ellie’s hands on you - ellie’s fingers pinching your hard nipple, twisting and tugging at it to get those whines she loves so much out of you, ellie’s thumb on your clit, circling while you squirm in her arms and beg her to fuck you. you hear ellie’s words in your head- calling you her good girl, telling you how wet and tight and warm your pussy is, and how it belongs to her and her only. you slip two fingers into your tight hole, moaning at the stretch, but not at all feeling as full as you do with ellie’s fingers inside of you. yours are far too short and don’t reach that special spot in your gummy walls that ellie hits over and over again until you’re squirting all over the place. you pull them out and huff, unsatisfied and now really missing your sweet girlfriend and her magical mouth and fingers. desperate to cum and needing more stimulation to do so, you pull out your laptop and search for a site that you haven’t visited in a good while.

you are more than satisfied in your sex life with ellie (to say the least), as she is extremely attentive to your neediness and high libido and knows just what to do to get you off in a few short minutes. you really don’t need to please yourself that much as a result, and definitely didn’t use porn on a regular basis anymore to do so.

that’s why ellie was so shocked to hear those universally recognizable sounds coming from your bedroom when she got back that day. there was a scheduling mistake and they didn’t actually need ellie for patrol today, so they sent her home soon after she arrived that morning. and boy was she glad they did! just as she was slipping off her shoes and hanging up her coat, she heard you whine and let out a loud moan. “please please please fuck ellie i need you,” you cried, earning a cocky smirk out of ellie, as she now knew that you were still thinking of her and her hands on you, not the women fucking on your computer screen. she tiptoed upstairs and moved to the doorway of your bedroom, slowly pushing it open. you were turned slightly on your side, away from the door, staring at the laptop with one leg bent and lifted and one hand in your panties, furiously rubbing at your clit. you didn’t even hear ellie enter, so she stood there in silence for a moment, taking in the view of you touching yourself and feeling her own heat becoming wetter as she watched. when she decided she had embarrassed you enough, she cleared her throat, causing you to nearly jump straight out of the bed. you took your hand out of your panties and slammed the laptop closed in some sad and delusional attempt to hide what you did and shifted your eyes uncomfortably to the ones staring back at you in the doorway.

“hi els,” you say sheepishly, feeling thoroughly humiliated and wondering just how long she was standing there to watch you.

“hey baby” she says with a smirk and sits down next to you on the bed. she pushes some strands of your messy hair out of your face with a calloused hand. “what’ve you been up to this morning?” she asks mockingly with a knowing smile. you look down at your lap, avoiding the question, but she gently grabs you by the chin and lifts it so that you are forced to look into her eyes. “hmm? answer me.”

“I was- I just couldn’t wait. didn’t think you’d be home till later and my fingers aren’t as good as yours and I just wanted to cum so bad I’m sorry els-“

“Mmm and what made you so needy that you couldn’t wait for a couple hours for me to get home, hmm? what’s got my baby all worked up?” it’s clear that ellie’s teasing you on purpose just to get you even more desperate for her, so you let out a little whine in protest and ignore her question again. this time she grabs your face with both hands and leans in almost close enough to press her lips to yours. “hey. answer me when I talk to you or you’re not getting anything. what were you thinking about this morning?”

“about you els, of course.”

“what about me?” you roll your eyes at this and a smirk spreads across her face in response.

“about you… touching me… all over.” ellie slides her hands underneath your shirt and starts rubbing them up and down your sides on your bare skin.

“yeah? go on. what else?”

“ummm-you…” she’s rubbing her hands up and down your inner thighs now, getting dangerously close to your cunt but purposefully avoiding it none the less, “you… eating me out… with two fingers inside of me.”

“ahhh now we’re talking. is that what you were watching in your silly little video baby?” she grabs the laptop beside you and opens it up, ignoring your protests. the video you selected featured a more masculine, clearly dominant woman topping a more feminine, clearly submissive woman. she smiles at the resemblance they share to the two of you.

“ellie please,” you beg, but your pleas fell on deaf ears. she hits the play button and the pornographic moans and whines filled the room once again. the masculine woman had her face buried between the other’s thighs, holding them open on either side of her head. the woman receiving moans loudly, “yes fuck, eat my pussy, just like that.”

“that what you want baby? you want my mouth on your pussy?” she revels in embarrassing you like this. she loves the way you blush at her dirty words and get all shy, as if that wasn’t exactly what you were picturing 5 minutes ago.

“yes ellie. please I need you.” and just like that, your laptop was long forgotten on your bedside table, your panties are pushed to the side, and ellie’s head is in between your thighs, her tongue moving rapidly up and down your wet slit. now your whines and moans and ellie’s groans against your pussy are the sounds filling the room. “feels so good els- i can’t- don’t think i can take it.”

ellie lifts her head off your pussy for just a second to look at you and say “well i think you’re gonna sit there and take what i give you after being such a desperate little slut this morning.” and then her tongue is back on your clit, circling the nub rapidly while she rubs your thighs and you squirm in her arms. she brings her tongue down to your hole and presses it in, and then shakes her head back and forth on your cunt, rubbing your clit with her nose as she does so. you swear every time she eats you out it’s like she’s worshipping your pussy. she lifts her head again briefly to stare at your pink folds and curses, “fuck. so sexy baby goddamn,” before returning to your cunt once again.

the site is so hot and so dirty and you spent so much time that morning playing with yourself that you already feel orgasm approaching. “ellie I’m gonna- fuck- I’m gonna cum already.”

“already? god- such a whore. you probably came already earlier from watching your little video, huh? such a dirty girl watching that shit.” ellie’s taunts and humiliating words push you over the edge and pleasure explodes throughout your whole body. your toes curl and your back arches and ellie’s grip around your thighs tightens as she pulls you even closer to her face and sucks on your clit while you ride out your orgasm. your hips buck against her face, your body uncontrollably moving to get closer to her tongue and then quickly backing away from the overstimulation when it became too much. when your breathing calmed and you settled down, ellie lifts her head from your pussy and looks up at you beaming. you giggle and she comes closer to put her lips on yours and passionately kiss you, letting you taste yourself on her tongue.

when she pulls away, she puts her forehead against yours and hums, “mmm I’m not done with you yet.” ellie walks over to her side of the bed and grabs her purple strap from its box in her nightstand. she clicks it in place around her hips, not even bothering to take her pants off and leaving her still fully clothed. she sits back down on the bed beside you and pats her lap. “come sit.” you crawl over and swing a leg over ellie to straddle her hips. her fingers find the bottom of her t-shirt you have on and lifts it over your head. “love seeing you in my clothes, but love seeing em off you even more.” her mouth latches to one of your nipples while one hand found the other, and her second hand grabs your waist, pulling you down onto her plastic cock. the strap easily slides into your sopping wet hole and you and ellie moan in sync when you sit down fully, both of you looking at how it swallows up her cock completely. she gives you a minute to adjust and then unlatches her mouth from your tit with a pop. your head falls into her neck as your clenching pussy struggles to get used to the fullness. “s’ full, huh baby? that feel good?”

“feels s’ good- I can’t move though.”

“yes you can, c’mon baby I’ll help you.” she grabs your hips and slowly lifts you up the length of her strap, before bringing you back down again until she bottoms out. she repeats the movement again and again, speeding up a bit each time until you’re bouncing in her lap.

you grip onto her shoulders and begin pushing yourself up and down on your own, until soon you feel your second orgasm approaching. “els faster- fuck me faster please I need to cum.”

“awwww baby needs to cum again??” ellie coos mockingly, but obliges nonetheless as she starts fucking up into you at a pace that hits that one spot in your pussy just right. “so spoiled. getting exactly what you want and still whining. cmon, cum for me brat, make a mess all over my cock.” your second orgasm takes you by force - damn near stealing the breathe out of your lungs as waves of pleasure rock your body over and over again. you let out long, uncontrollable, and animalistic groans that have ellie feeling close to orgasm too. the end of the strap is hitting her clit just right as she fucks you through your orgasm, and the downright pornographic moans leaving your mouth were getting to be too much for her. “holy shit baby don’t stop cumming- I’m so close.” you moan again in response, sending her over the edge and making waves of pleasure rock through her own body. she talks both of you through it, “yes- fuck, good girl, let it all out f’ me, good job baby.” you huff and puff and try to catch your breathe as both of you calm down. still inside of you, ellie wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you down to lay on her chest, rubbing your back and comforting while you settle. “feel better now?” ellie mutters before placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“yes. much better.”

hiii babies, so sorry for the hiatus, I’m back at school now so unfortunately I’ll probably be producing less content consistently, BUT I will make sure that everything I put out is SO YUMMY and juicy that it makes up for it. love ya’ll!!

xoxo,

a ;)

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