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★★★𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙩 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 22: 𝘿𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣)★★★

Character: Morticia Addams

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Dumbification, strap on use,

Genre: Smut

A/n: Yes, this was planned to be short! XD

Word count: 0.5k

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The familiar feeling of your aching cunt being stuffed with your girlfriend's strap on filled your body, your eyes rolling back into your head as you screamed out your thoughts.

You couldn't even think straight, your eyes were hooded, and the sight of Morticia leaning over you as her waist pounded into your center was too much for your libido.

Your body felt all warm and prickly with each touch from the ravenette, her hair falling down and gently touching your face as a stark contrast with how mercilessly she was fucking you into oblivion.

You couldn't hear anything she was saying, and you certainly couldn't speak, it was like your brain could only think using its libido.

Your legs were shaking, covered in your previous releases as you tasted the fluid from Morticia's fingers which she had stuffed inside of you really quick.

The sight of her was so breathtaking, the way sweat dripped down her face, the way she bit her lip just a little bit more with each thrust of her cock, the way her eyes looked down at your body with a predatory shine in them.

"Tish...Please..." You managed to whimper out, your eyes shutting as all of the energy you had left that wasn't sucked out by the intense sex was quickly used by your speech.

You could just barely see her smirk in response, leaning down to leave a trail of soft and tingly kisses across your neck, lowering her frame to place a hand on her neck, sucking out more moans from your mouth that you yourself could not even hear thanks to how thorough she had fucked you.

Her voice barely filled your ears, the sweet and sultry vocals making you shudder with each thrust she made.

"One more...Cum one more time for me..." She said, nibbling on your earlobe slightly as you felt your body build up another orgasm.

The bubbling in your stomach eventually became too much, and you could feel your walls tightening around nothing as Morticia pulled out of you, watching the cum squirt out of your pussy, covering your legs in another layer of the liquid.

You laid there in a moment of bliss, cuddling up to your girlfriends warm body as you remained silent, too fucked dumb to even think about speaking.

You could hear her now though, and her voice brought a comforting feeling in your chest as she shushed you to sleep, stopping you from attempting to speak by placing her finger on your lips.

"You can speak tomorrow," Morticia smirked, placing a kiss on your head as you drifted off into sleep.

★★★𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 23: 𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮)★★★

Character: Wanda Maximoff

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Future smut, pussy slapping, spanking

Genre: Smut

Word count: 0.6k

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You laid there across your girlfriend's lap as she gracefully caressed your bare ass that was only clothed by your underwear, which really didn't cover much.

You could hear her hum in amusement as she looked down at you, her eyes darkening with sexual delight whilst continuing to rub your rear, her grip and strokes becoming more and more aggressive with every couple of seconds. Her nails left slight marks from where they dug into your skin, erecting another wave of pleasure from your skin as your body was now covered with pins and needles from the feeling of her cold hands touching your warm skin.

But when her hand found its way down to your soaked center, one slender finger hooking around the string of your thong before it snapped back as a slightly harsh slap, making you mewl slightly much to Wanda's delight.

The way she felt about all the little sounds you made while she fucked you was no secret kept from you, but it definitely reminded you that she'd do anything to get those sounds out of you...anything... Whether that be spanking, slapping your face, or even out right tugging off her belt and smacking it straight onto where you needed her most, collecting a couple of droplets of your arousal fluid that she'd quickly lick off the leather.

Despite being very much aware of the redheads love of the sounds you make, you still always tried to resist releasing the tiny whimpers and moans out into the air by covering you mouth.

"C'mon kitten...be a good girl and don't keep quiet for my benefit..." Wanda smirked, using the hand that wasn't palming at your flesh to tear your hands away from your face, your eyes finding their way back up to the other woman's gaze.

You nod in agreement, letting out a loud squeak as the feeling of Wanda's hand quickly leaving your ass only to return as a harsh spank filled your body.

"W-Wands!" You cried, not really in much pain but more so feeling embarrassed at how you were laid out ass first on the older girl's lap.

"Something wrong?" The redhead teased, striking your ass once again as you shuddered under the pain.

"N-No," You shook your head in reply, letting out another whine as she slapped your behind once more.

"You can handle it, can't you sweetheart?" Wanda asked in a slightly condescending tone,

You nod, gripping the sheets underneath your hands as you continued to whimper with each strike made against your flesh, leaving marks and causing your legs to wobble slightly from the pain.

"Good," The redhead replied, spanking you roughly once again as the movement from your skin made her smirk even more. "Because this is certainly not the worst you'll get,"

★★★𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙠 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 20: 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙭/𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣)★★★

Character: Melissa Schemmenti

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Rough sex, degradation, praise, enemies to lovers, semi public sex, Top Mel/Bottom reader, mommy kink, vaginal fingering,

Genre: Smut

A/n: I can't believe it's already day 20!!!

Word count: 2.2k

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You sat alone in your classroom, the sounds of soft (favorite music genre) music filling your ears from your headphones as you twirled your pen in-between your fingers carefully, eyes scanning over each of your students' math tests.

You checked the clock once again, your eyes rolling at the sight of it only being 3:30.

"I feel like I've been at this for hours..." You mumbled, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you returned your focus back to the papers on the desk in front of you.

But your peace (If that's what it could even be described as) was soon interrupted by the intercom going off, the sound of Ava's carefree and relaxed voice filling your classroom as it did with every other room and hall inside of Abbott.

"Attention faculty of Abbott Elementary, please make your way down to the library so we can discuss what to do about Legendary Charter school trying to turn Abbott Charter," She said, her voice slightly more serious than you had ever heard it be before.

The name Legendary Charter made you cringe, sucking in the air through your teeth as your eyes narrowed in worry and slight embarrassment.

You had been the only teacher at Abbott who came from a Legendary Charter school up in New York, but most of the teachers welcomed you with open arms despite your past.

All but a certain redhead.

You didn't feel like going through the torment of being the subject of her mockery, your teaching skills being discredited all because of what school you came from.

It wasn't like you enjoyed your time up in New York, it was the opposite of that actually. You were constantly belittled by other teachers even worse than Melissa could dream of doing, and the principal didn't give a single shit about the teachers much less the students mental health.

You quickly dropped your pen on top of the papers, standing up as you swiftly made your exit, fists slightly clenching out of anger from Dremonds actions.

"Oh? So you actually don't want Abbott turning charter?" You heard a south Philly accent say as the smell of citrus and mint filling your nostrils, letting you know just who was mocking you yet again. "What a shocker,"

You shot a glare at Melissa as the two of you walked down the hallway near the library, your fists balling up even more at the older woman's antics.

"You know damn well I don't want this school turning Charter," You growled, holding in the urge of punching her square in the face for the sake of your reputation as the kind teacher.

Melissa rolled her eyes, and you only replied with walking past her, quickly walking into the library as you sat down on a chair, fiddling with your earrings in slight worry about the whole meeting.

"Is this everyone?" Janine asked, your eyes quickly looking over at her before looking at the door once again.

"I think so," You nodded, slightly turning your head around for confirmation.

"Alright everyone," Ava said as she quickly walked inside of the large room containing every teacher and staff member, shutting the door as she sat down on top of a desk. "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know," Gregory sighed, leaning slightly into the table as he placed his head on his palm.

You shrug your shoulders.

"I don't know either...this whole situation is crappy," You added, your eyes softening in anger and sadness.

"Of course you don't know," Melissa scoffed, "You want Abbott charter, that's why you came here, to expose all of us and to turn Abbott into one of them," The redhead said, looking at you with spite and distain.

"I do not!" You exclaimed, gripping at the table with your nails holding tightly onto the ridges of the slightly polished wood.

"Melissa," Barbara warned, before looking at you with a sympathetic look. "I know you don't sweetheart, no one but Melissa thinks that,"

You sigh, rubbing your left eye as you turned slightly around to face all of the other teachers.

"Just know there are no stupid ideas," Ava says, internally desperate despite her lack of doing literally anything a principal should do.

"What if we lock all the doors so they can't get in? Like lean on me," One of the teachers behind you added,

Ava, giving a side eye to the cameras, released a sigh in response.

"In a rare turn of events, I was wrong," She sighed, only for Janine to pipe up with an idea.

"What if we host a giant fun party with games, food, and so much more, and they have to sign the paper in order to get in?" The brunette asked, leaving you to nod in reply.

"I know the Dremond will stop at nothing to turn Abbott charter, and that we'll have to fight back stronger. We need to fight fire with fire, get the community together against Legendary just like how they were riled together against Abbott," You agree, standing up straight as a slightly determined look crossed your otherwise concerned-looking eyes. "Unless we can't afford to host such a party?"

Melissa, who was sitting across the table from you, only looked at you, a slight rosy tint forming at her cheeks as you finished your inquiry, managing to roll her eyes in addition.

Ava shook her head.

"No, we can afford it, don't worry. I'm so glad I thought of this idea!" The taller woman smiled, shrugging her shoulders in a smug manner, leaving you and Janine to look at each other in pure confusion at the principal's antics. "We can call it Ava fest!"

"Woah, woah, woah," Melissa interrupted, leaning forward slightly, "Why is it named after you? You don't even do anything!"

Ava paused for a moment, before smirking at Melissa.

"It's not named after me, it stands for 'A very Abbott festival' " The principal retorted.

"I think it's a good idea," You smiled, looking back at all your other fellow teachers for confirmation which you got almost immediately by everyone other than Melissa, of course.

The meeting soon dismissed itself after that, but you weren't so lucky as to be able to leave.

"Y/n," Melissa demanded, tapping you on your shoulder after everyone else had left the library,

You turned around quickly, facing the woman as your body backed up into the door, shutting it.

"What do you want?" You muttered, your eyes narrowing as you quickly regained your confidence and walked up to her, matching her crossed arm position.

The redhead quickly pinned you back against the door, making your eyes widen in confusion as your cheeks broke out in a massive blush, feeling the older woman grip both of your arms together with the hand that wasn't keeping you against the door.

"I should be asking you the same question...What do you want out of Abbott? You obviously want to turn it into a charter school, but you won't admit it," She said sternly, her voice so alluring and dominant you couldn't help but squeeze your thighs together, hoping for any chance of hiding how secretly turned on by the woman you were.

You could barely choke out the words to your answer, your mind clouded with lewd thoughts about the woman in front of you, when it suddenly hit you like a ton of bricks.

You always thought you were afraid of her...but it now hit you that the reason you always got all rosy-cheeked around her was because you liked her.

"I...I don't want anything," You whimpered, your eyes looking down at your wrists that were tied together by the older woman's hand.

Melissa only pinned you tighter against the wall, pushing your hands perfectly up against your clit, sucking gasp out of you.

"You expect me to believe that? Hm?" She asked, licking her lips before biting the bottom one, leaving you even more flustered.

"Mmm..." You whimpered, shutting your eyes tightly as to avoid any glances you may exchange with the woman in front of you.

The redhead looked at you with a raised eyebrow, moving her face into your own as you could feel her hot breath on your face.

"So cute..." She mumbled just loud enough for you to hear.

More soft and tiny whimpers escaped your lips as you felt your hands rub up against your sensitive nub, and that's when Melissa took the initiative.

Your eyes widened with confusion as you felt your lips harshly connected, your tongues fighting against each other for dominance, only for Melissa's to win.

You let out a loud moan as you tasted her, she wasn't bitter like you thought she would be, and she was even more perfect at doing this than you could have ever imagined someone being.

After a minute, the older woman left your lips for air, a string of spit still connecting your tongues until Melissa began to speak.

"Tell me to stop when you want me to...or tap my wrist three times..." She muttered, using the hand that was pinning you to the wall to tilt your head to face her.

You ignored her, and only pushed her forward, kissing her passionately as your moans harmonized with each other.

Melissa, however, was not about to let you top her.

She quickly grabbed you by your waist and slammed you down onto the desk, gripping your chin with her perfectly manicured and muscular hand.

"You think I'm about to let you win this, princess?" She growled in your ear, roughly tugging off your skirt and tossing it carelessly onto a nearby table, a shiver going up your back as you felt the cold air of the library hitting your heated and wet core.

You tried to resist her strong grip, but only failed miserably as it only led you to rubbing your thighs together.

"Hmph!" You whined, legs beginning to tremble with ache and need as you felt the older woman slide off your completely ruined underwear.

"Is that attitude I hear?" Melissa asked, slapping you hard across your ass, making you cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure that somehow sent shockwaves throughout your body.

"No mommy..." You whimpered, bucking your hips up slightly as you felt her fingers grazing themselves around your folds.

"Oh?" The redhead chuckled. "Already submitting to me are we?" She smirked, shoving three fingers inside your tight hole without any warning, making you scream.

"M-Mommy~!!" You cried, your legs trembling quickly at how fast you had been manhandled.

Melissa could only continue to smirk in reply, watching as a ring of your cum surrounded her fingers while her other hand continued to viscously grope your ass, occasionally spanking it roughly and filling your body with more feelings.

You didn't know how it was even possible for someone to be so good with their fingers, then again, you hadn't really been fucked since that one hookup you had a year ago.

You could already feel the knot in your stomach coming undone as more screams of ecstasy left your mouth from the redhead slamming her fingers in and out of you, curling perfectly at your g-spot.

"Please Mommy~! I'm close~!!" You cried, legs finally go weak and nothing more than a shaky mess as Melissa slid in a fourth finger.

"Oh your close~?" Melissa cooed, slapping you once more on your ass, leaving it red before pulling your hair so she could talk to you easier. "Then cum for me princess, cum all over mommy's fingers like the good little slut you are," She growled, leaving a single hickey across your neck.

You absolutely wasted no time and immediately let yourself go, eyes rolling back into your head as your walls clenched around nothing as your orgasm ripped through you.

You laid there for a moment, soft shivers being sent down your spine as Melissa left kisses across your neck before finally picking you back up, sliding your skirt back up your legs and sliding your soaked panties into her bra.

"Why don't you come home with me, alright?" She smiled, stroking your cheek as she admired how pretty you looked all blissed out like that.

You nodded, and she quickly stood up, walking out of the library and the school through the back exit as to not get caught.

You knew you both were going to explain to your co-workers how your relationship changed overnight...

★★★𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙮𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩★★★

Smut:

After school special

Headcanons:

When you have an exam

★★★𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙢★★★

Character: Marilyn Thornhill

Requester: @batlove4ever

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): N/A

Genre: Headcanons

A/n: Thank you so much for requesting batlove4ever! Loved writing this! Hope you enjoy!

Word count: 0.5k

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-Marilyn already knew about your upcoming exam, and she was happy to help you, despite your resistance to it.

-She found out by taking a look at your calendar after forgetting to put a mark something on her own calendar, and she never thought to mention it as it looked to be about 8 months away. Marilyn pretty much forgot about it until around a month before the assessment.

-Once she had remembered about your test, she immediately became your new teacher or as you called her your "hot study guide" (which she pretended to not appreciate- but secretly liked the complement-)

-She'd set up study hours after dinner and would constantly check up on you in-between working on papers for her students along with grading their assignments.

-She'd also look into the course material you were studying, and she would occasionally send you text messages of trivia questions to help you study along with giving you some flashcards.

-The nights would consist of the two of you watching TV together while Marilyn talked about her day, smiling at the sight of you looking at her with wonderous eyes.

-If you had any stress about the assignment, you best believe it Marilyn would give you a pep talk she always gave to her students before they'd take a test in her class.

-She wanted to make sure that you were okay, that was her main priority. She'd always make sure you knew that no matter the test results, that you were still an amazing and smart person, and that you still tried your best.

-While also treating you like a student during study sessions, Marilyn would definitely be super touchy with you, her hands all over your body even if she was across from you. Her hand would always be touching your own, her thumb running across your hand as a way of calming you down (But it just made you super flustered.)

-You were more stressed than usual the week of, and Marilyn of course noticed. She didn't let you spend all your time studying, and she definitely made sure you'd get a good night's sleep along with you eating 3 meals a day and at least 3 glasses of water with that (She'd only let you have one energy drink a day).

-The day of your exam, she kissed you on your cheek before leaving to go to work, sending you a bunch of messages of encouragement and a promise of a nice bath when you got back.

-Once you got home, you were surprised to find out that she didn't give you a bath, but a whole self-care night with your favorite takeout meal(s) <3.

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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

★★★𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 30: 𝙒𝙚𝙚𝙙)★★★

Character: Alcina Dimitrescu

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Weed, Oral sex, clitoral stimulation, boss/employee dynamics (Top Alcina/Bottom reader)

Genre: Smut

A/n: I've never smoked so forgive me for any mishaps! (Also this gif is so hot- Throw me mommy-)

Word count: 2.0k

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Her voice was seductive, alluring, and just beautiful as it hummed along to a jazz song that was playing on the radio on her desk.

The way her lips wrapped around her joint made you wish that her lips were pressed against yours.

Just a simple gaze at the woman made all of your worries disappear, every single trouble you had endured throughout the week seemingly fading away.

You couldn't help the way your eyes were drawn to her and her beauty, it was just too fascinating to look away.

You felt horrible for falling for her, but she was too beautiful and alluring not to do so.

"You're staring," Alcina stated, her golden eyes not even thinking to meet your gaze as she looked at herself in the mirror, watching the smoke from her joint leave her lips with focus.

Your eyes quickly widened, a sweat droplet forming on your forehead as you looked down to avoid her.

"I'm... I'm very sorry my lady, I didn't mean to do that," You apologized, trying to avoid any possible punishment she may give you, despite you being one of her favorites.

The golden-eyed woman simply hummed in reply, sighing in contentment as she felt the weed finally taking its effect on her body, leaving her limbs buzzing like they usually did whenever she smoked.

"What did you need, Y/n?" She finally asked, breaking the silence while the smoke around her made her look all that more enchanting.

"I saw smoke and I admit I was frightened, I wasn't aware you were smoking," You replied, your voice trembling, the sounds of the glasses on your tray clinking slightly from how anxious you had been.

Alcina raised an eyebrow, looking over at you as she licked her lips as her lipstick had transferred over onto the roll of paper in a pink-tinted circle.

"Hm..." She thought for a moment before a slight smirk began to form, making you even more nervous and flustered all at once.

"I'm sorry my lady, I didn't mean to interrupt you, I apologize sincerely," You stuttered, the anxiety from the previous week making you even more of a mess than you were already after entering her room.

You tried to quickly leave, before you saw one of her long claws keeping the door shut, making you freeze up and stumble backward.

"Little mouse, you-" Alcina tried to say, slight worry and amusement swirling around in her tone, the confidence she usually carried increasing to new heights thanks to the drug taking its effect on her.

"I'm sorry, please just, I got scared and I..." You trailed off, your speech stopping as you felt her golden eyes piercing through your body.

"Little mouse, be a good girl and be quiet for a moment, alright?" She asked, the smirk forming on her lips increasing as she looked at your endearing nature.

You took a deep breath, nodding as you took a step closer to the taller woman, looking at her with expectance.

"Good. Now, why are you so nervous? You know I would never hurt you. You're too good to me for me to do such a thing," Alcina questioned you, taking another puff of her joint as she released the smoke off to the side to still see you well.

You paused for a moment, your eyes looking off to the side before you finally spoke up once again.

"It's just been a stressful week. I haven't had a break from family matters and personal chaos," You admitted, sighing slightly as you once again looked down at your feet.

The golden-eyed woman nodded, looking at you with a soft smile mixed perfectly with that seductive smirk she always carried around you to get you flustered.

"I see. What if I gave you a way to relax? You seem like you need it," Alcina suggested, rolling up another joint as she rubbed the paper between her fingers while looking at you.

You nod.

"I'll take anything at this point," You sighed, your eyes widening as the taller woman handed you the fresh joint she had just rolled up.

"Don't worry, I won't fire you~" Alcina teased you with a chuckle, licking her lips once again before placing them back on the paper, taking a huff of the smoke before exhaling it into the air.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" You asked, knowing you weren't too experienced when it came to weed, as you were mainly too focused on your other duties as Alcina's head maid.

"Here, let me teach you," The older woman chuckled, sitting you down for you to straddle her leg, raising an eyebrow when she felt a slightly damp spot on your underwear.

You blushed furiously, trying not to squeeze your legs together out of embarrassment and crush on the aristocrat.

"Okay..." You stuttered, eyes widening even more as you felt the paper being placed inside of your lips.

Alcina carefully lit the joint, helping you puff out the smoke as the buzz from the weed filled your body, your brain going fuzzy as the two of you sat in silence.

The silence was embarrassing to you, and the knowledge that Alcina could most likely feel how wet you were becoming on her leg certainly didn't help.

The room around you both was quiet, only to be interrupted by your breathing and the occasional cough.

That was until the older woman broke the silence.

"You look adorable straddling my lap like this, draga mea~" She smirked, chuckling as she heard you squeak in response to her teasing.

Her voice sent shivers down your back as her hand caressed your cheek, her other hand holding her joint off to the side as she watched you get flustered.

"Thank you... My lady," You replied, pausing your actions as you looked up at the golden-eyed woman with pure adoration.

And there it was.

That silence.

But, it was different.

It felt...tense...

Much more tense than it had been only a couple of moments prior.

"Șoarece mic?" Alcina asked, knocking you out of your staring and thoughts for the umpteenth time that night.

"Yes, my lady?" You replied almost immediately.

"Why are you always staring at me?" She asked, the smirk on her face allowing for you to recognize that she was not mad at you at all.

Had you not been under the influence, you probably would have immediately denied everything. But that wasn't the case.

"Because you're a goddess..." You confessed with a massive blush present on your cheeks, moving slightly forward, whining a bit as your wet core rubbed up against her thigh. "I've loved you since you allowed me into your home,"

Alcina smirked, quickly putting her joint on the ashtray along with yours as she pulled you in for a deep and passionate kiss.

"Mmm...!" You whimpered, your eyes closing while your hands fondled each other's body, tearing off each of your clothes as if your lives depended on it.

It all seemed to be happening so fast as your bodies pressed up against each other, Alcina pushing you down on her large bed as she left bite marks and hickeys across your collarbone, so desperate to fuck you before her confidence weakened.

She looked all the more attractive like this, gripping at you as if she was a lion destroying her prey, and it only made your pussy leak more of its arousal onto the sheets below.

Finally tearing your underwear off you, leaving you as naked putty on her bed, Alcina leaned over the top of you, nibbling on your ear before speaking.

"Say 'opal' if you want me to stop, alright draga mea~?" She teased, her husky breath leaving your skin littered with bumps.

You nod eagerly, your heartbeat thumping at levels you didn't know it could beat at thanks to how fast you both had moved from smoking together to fucking on her bed.

Lowering her head between your legs, Alcina chuckled deviously at the sight of your glistening pussy, wasting no time as she quickly swirled your tongue in and out of your tight center, her thumb rubbing viciously at your clit. She relished in your taste, lapping up all of your cum as her large tongue worked magic on your aching sex.

Your body quivered under her touch, loud moans echoing off the walls of her bedroom and filling the larger woman's ears, your cries of pleasure only encouraging her to keep going.

"Please~!! My lady!" You mewled, your legs shaking even more as her strong hands flipped you over to fuck you in a doggy-style position, still rubbing your clit quickly as her tongue continued to push itself in and out of your glistening folds.

"Mistress," Alcina corrected you, watching as your back arched the closer you got to your climax, now speeding up the pace of her tongue to a speed you couldn't help but come undone.

"Please Mistress~!! I need you~! I- God damn it~!" You begged her, feeling your whole body tighten up and quiver as your orgasm began to wash over you.

As she praised you in Romanian, Alcina continued to rub at your clit, dedicating her tongue to swallowing all of your releases as your back stopped arching, your body collapsing into a blissed-out and wet mess on her bed.

After she finished licking you dry, the golden-eyed woman emerged from your thighs, massaging your legs to help them stop shaking.

"Fuck...You tasted so good Șoarece Mic ~" She smirked, pulling you close to her body as the fatigue caused by the drug began to overtake each of your bodies, leaving you both cuddled up against each other's naked bodies.

"Thank you, mistress," You smiled, kissing her on the lips once again as your fingers intertwined. "I must ask...have you always liked me like this?" You chuckled nervously.

Alcina nodded.

"Why wouldn't I? You're perfect Draga mea~" She smirked, her large hand falling to your ass before pulling you closer against her breasts, leaving you even more of a blushing mess.