WARNING : mommy kink.
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Rosé rolled over in bed, pulling the sheet a little higher up her torso. The sunlight was angling in through a crack in the curtains, and it filled the small, cluttered bedroom with a dusty glow. Her girlfriend Jisoo's form was like a mountain range beside her, all dips and curves, mountains and valleys.
Rosé blinked the sleep out of her eyes, and ran one hand over Jisoo's hip, the skin under her palm soft, smooth. Her cock, already half hard with morning wood, gave a twitch, and began to get harder. It was at an awkward angle in her boxers, and she adjusted it, so that the head was sticking up, towards her navel, flat against her belly. She let her hand hover over Jisoo's belly for a moment, before letting it drift upwards, taking one breast in her hand and thumbing the nipple. It got hard, and Rosé rubbed over it in a gentle circle, the exact way that always made her girlfriend moan and wriggle when she was awake.
Jisoo sighed in her sleep, and snuggled into Rosé's warm body. Rosé froze for a moment, anxious that she'd been caught out, then relaxed, and let herself press closer, until the shaft of her cock was pressed between the cheeks of her girlfriend's ass. She nuzzled her face into the warm neck, and snuffled in the familiar scent of coconut shampoo and warm skin, laundry detergent and moisturizer and all the other things that made her smell like herself.
Rosé rolled her hips forward, and she shuddered, her eyelashes fluttering against Jisoo's skin as the sweet friction rolled over her like a wave. Her toes were curling, and her mouth fell open as she tried to pant as quietly as possible. She really should have woken up Jisoo, because her girlfriend would be more than happy to engage in this sort of thing, nine out of ten times, but there was something so... sexy about the illicitness of this - of rutting against her girlfriend as if the other woman was a stuffed animal or a pillow, or maybe some anonymous stranger on the dance floor. Definitely not the way you would treat a beloved, equal partner.
She rolled her hips a little harder, and then she reached down, shoving the waistband of her boxers down around her thighs, and pushing her hips forward. Jisoo's sleep shirt had ridden up around her hips, and Rosé's cock was slick with pre-come, which made the easy push between the cheeks of her ass that much easier. Rosé moaned, a breathy little sound, and she shivered, and pushed a little harder. It was warm, the two of them cuddled together under the covers, and the sweat in the backs of Jisoo's knees dampened Rosé's own knees. Jisoo's toes were curling against Rosé's shins, and her calves kept tensing, then relaxing, as if she was running in her dream.
Rosé gently pinched Jisoo's nipple, and rolled it between her fingers. Jisoo's skin broke out in goosebumps, and Jisoo whimpered, and ground back against her. She was getting wet already, her slick cunt smearing against the tops of Rosé's thighs.
Rosé froze again, as Jisoo squirmed against her. Her cock flexed between the cheeks of Jisoo's ass, and she could feel Jisoo's asshole, hot and oh so close. It would take barely any work at all, to angle her cock in such a way that the head could probe at the rim, and see if that tight ring of muscle wouldn't start to pull her in...
Her cock gave another shivering twitch, and a little spurt of pre-come dribbled out, to smear against Jisoo's asshole. It would only take the tiniest of hip adjustments to push into it, just the tip. The very tip, probing gently, maybe a little deeper, just the head, or maybe a little more than that, just the -
“I can almost hear you thinking,” said Jisoo, and Rosé jerked her hips back, as guilty as a kid with a hand caught in the cookie jar. She realized, too late, that she was still holding on to Jisoo's breast, and she went to jerk her hand away.
Jisoo covered Rosé's hand, and Rosé's nipple was hard against her palm, her heart racing.
“I'm sorry, I was just...” Rosé started to say, and then she trailed off, as Jisoo's fingers came around to stroke awkwardly at her cock.
“You were just what?” Jisoo asked, and she spread her legs wider, gently but insistently guiding Rosé's cock between her thighs.
“I was just.. admiring the way the light played out over you in your sleep,” Rosé stammered, and she shuddered, as the shaft of her cock pressed along the seam of Jisoo's labia. It was slick and warm, and she couldn't seem to stop her hips from wriggling, pressing herself against the soft, smooth skin. Her own nipples were growing hard now, rubbing against the soft, over-washed cotton t-shirt she'd thrown on before she fell asleep.
“You're such a gym rat,” Jisoo teased, and she ground her hips back, squeezing her thighs together. “All those big, strong muscles in your arms, and nothing between your ears.” She was humping now, the soft, plushness of her thighs so slick and perfect it made Rosé’s eyes roll back in her head.
“Jisoo,” Rosé groaned into Jisoo's neck, “that's mean.” She did still give a little flush of pride - she loved it when Jisoo called attention to how strong she was, how much work she put into making her body look exactly the way she wanted it to.
“But honestly,” Jisoo countered, and she moaned, as the head of Rosé's cock pressed against her clit. “You know it's true. You've even pointed it out yourself.” She sighed, and squeezed her thighs a little tighter. “You want to be a good girl for me, baby?”
Rosé nodded, already drunk on pleasure and humiliation. She was a creep who ground up on a sleeping woman. She was a horny degenerate, and Jisoo was going to take advantage of that.
“Good girl,” Jisoo purred, and then she was pulling away, leaving Rosé's cock cold and bereft as it twitched in thin air.
Rosé whined, as Jisoo scrabbled to sit up fully, pushing Rosé flat. She threw one leg over Rosé's hips, and hovered her hot, wet cunt over Rosé's pulsing erection, looking down over the curve of her breasts and smirking. “What do you want, baby?”
“I want...” Rosé licked her lips, and she tried to stay still, to resist the urge to push her hips up and forward, to fully sheathe herself as deep inside as she could get. “I want to fuck you, please.”
“Who do you want to fuck, baby?” Jisoo circle her hips, grinding down a little more vigorously, her hard little clit pressing into the shaft of Rosé's cock.
“I want to fuck you, Mommy,” Rosé gasped out, her hips jerking forward. She had to squeeze her eyes shut tightly, trying to hold her orgasm back by sheer force of will.
Thankfully, Jisoo went utterly still, and Rosé just managed to keep herself from coming.
“Are you sure, baby?” Jisoo cooed, and she circled her hips, more slick, wet arousal sliding out of her to coat Rosé's shaft, Rosé's belly.
“I'm so sure, please,” Rosé whimpered. “I want it so badly, Mommy, I'll be your good baby girl if you just let me be inside you...”
“That's what you are, isn't it?” Jisoo held Rosé's shaft in her hand, and teased the very tip of the head between her labia and against her hole. The slick muscle tried to pull Rosé in like a tide, and Rosé's hips rolled forward, pressing gently into Jisoo's slick, smooth cunt.
“I am,” Rosé whined, beyond the point of caring about her own dignity, as she pushed the head of her cock further in, stretching the entrance to Jisoo's tight cunt.
“You're Mommy's good baby girl.” Jisoo lowered herself down slowly, her cunt milking Rosé's shaft in its silky grip. “Mommy's good baby girl who got a little excited when she woke up, didn't she?”
Jisoo was fully seated now, and her cunt squeezed her tight, her heart pulsing all around Rosé's shaft.
“And you're just too much of a dummy to remember to wake Mommy up, aren't you?” She circled her hips and gave a squeeze, which made Rosé's eyes roll back in her head. She gave rapid little rabbit thrusts, although she was as deep as she could get now and Mommy was firmly on top of her, her labia sticky and open where they spread over the base of Rosé's cock.
“That's right, Mommy,” Rosé babbled, and she gasped as Jisoo began to slide herself up and down along the length of Rosé's shaft. “That's right, I'm just a dumb baby, I'm Mommy's dumb baby!” She clutched at Jisoo's hips, until Jisoo tapped her knuckles.
“Hold on to the bed frame,” she said, and indicated the old brass frame, with all its fancy loops and curlicues. She grinned when all the muscles in Rosé's arms flexed and bulged, and her lips were ticklish as she kissed along them. “Look at all those muscles,” she cooed, and she ground her hips in a tight circle, the index finger pressing down on her clit. “You're so strong, aren't you baby girl?”
Rosé clutched at the bed, and Jisoo leaned forward, pushing up the hem of Rosé's t-shirt to reveal Rosé's own nipples, dark pink and standing at attention. She whimpered when Jisoo's lips wrapped around one, her cock twitching inside of Jisoo. The hot, wet pull around her nipple matched the hot, wet pull around her cock, and the feedback loop of it was spending her dangerously close to the edge.
“Good girl, doing what I said,” said Jisoo. “Holding on so tightly, aren't you?” A deep, slow grind. “Are you gonna come, baby? Come buried in Mommy's cunt?” She was doing something clever with her kegels, something that pulled the tension in Rosé's gut as taut as a violin string.
“Yes Mommy,” gasped Rosé, and her cock was already starting to get right and close, the way it did right before she came.
“You can't come until Mommy has an orgasm,” Jisoo warned. “If you come before Mommy has an orgasm you'll be in big trouble.”
“I won't,” Rosé gasped, and she closed her eyes tightly, only for them to snap open again when Jisoo pinched her in the side. They made eye contact, and Jisoo raised an eyebrow, sitting up enough that she could rub her clit while rocking on Rosé's cock.
“You're so thick and hot inside of me,” Jisoo sighed, and her cunt ripped, tightening up all around Rosé's shaft. “It's always a shock, how warm it can be. And how silky.” A deep, luxurious hip roll, and her eyes were still locked with Rosé's. “Is this thick cock all for Mommy?” Rosé, entranced, nodded.
“All those muscles are for Mommy, aren't they?” She rubbed herself harder, and her cunt was getting tighter. Rosé had to hold herself very still and think very boring thoughts in order to keep from getting any closer to the edge. “Such a good baby for Mommy, so good, so… mmm...” Her hips sped up, and then she went utterly still.
At least, on the outside, she did.
On the inside, she was squeezing and flexing all around Rosé's cock. She moaned, deep and hard, her head tilting back and her hair tickling Rosé's thighs. She slumped forward after what seemed like an eternity, and her cunt squeezed again.
“You want to come, baby girl?” Jisoo whispered in Rosé's ear.
Rosé nodded frantically, her chest rising and falling in desperate little heaves.
“Such a good girl, keeping your arms up like this and staying still,” Jisoo murmured, and she gave another lazy grind of her hips. “Now show Mommy just how much come you can fill her with, hm?” She dragged her hands down Rosé’s arms, and she plucked at the bunched up fabric around Rosé’s armpits. “You can put your arms down, sweetie,” she added.
Rosé was beyond any rational thought, as she grabbed at her Mommy’s hips and flipped the both of them over, so that Jisoo was flat on her back and Rosé was looming over her, her cock slipping out. Rosé jabbed it forward, and Jisoo went very still when the head of Rosé’s cock pressed against her asshole.
“Careful, sweetie,” she warned, as that blunt pressure got stronger. “You're not some teenager in the backseat, and we are not playing any hole is a goal.” She brought herself up, propped up on an elbow and guiding the head to slip between her inner labia.
Rosé pushed her cock in, slow and sweet and perfect, then caught her Mommy's eye. Jisoo winked, and Rosé gave a groan, shoving herself forward desperately.
Rosé fucked Jisoo as if she was afraid of getting caught, selfish and deep. Her heart thundered in her chest, and her own breath was like a hurricane in her ears. She shoved herself as deep as she should and wailed as she finally came, the relief so palpable it stroked down her back.
She lay there, Jisoo's thighs locked tight around her waist, and she trembled as the desperate pleasure filled her up, until she was overflowing with it, her teeth chattering.
“Such a good baby,” Jisoo sighed, wrapping her arms around Rosé's middle and holding them tightly together. She shivered when Rosé's softening cock slid out of her.
“Thank you, Mommy,” Rosé murmured, suddenly shy.
“When Mommy's caught her breath,” Jisoo whispered in Rosé's ear, “Mommy is gonna sit on your face, so you can clean up that mess that you've made. How does that sound?
Rosé, so deep into it that she didn't remember how to speak, nodded rapidly, which earned her a smile from her Mommy.
It was all she could ever ask for.
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