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Jill Valentine - Morning Sex
Mornings come around with cuddles and kisses when you date Jill Valentine, and a little something more memorable along the way.
You wake up from your sweet slumber with the feeling of wet gush on your panty clad pussy and a heavy hand on your left breast, groping it underneath your top and pinching your nipple softly.
A moan escapes your lips unexpectedly and you tense up slowly under Jill's touch; she was spooning you from behind while her nose nuzzled your shoulder, leaving open mouthed kisses and occasionally scraping her teeth to your skin.
"G'morning angel," a playful smirk curls on her cheeks, "slept well?"
Her hot breath on your neck tickling you a bit, "Nngh Jill-" voice still drowsy and foggy from just waking up, "wh- what are you doing ?"
"Just missed my girl," she continued to massage your breast "Couldn't wait, but it's all good yeah?"
You whine a nod, "Mhmm," she turns you around and lays you on your back. "s'all good."
With that she gets on top of you and slips her other hand under your shirt to find your right breast, now both tits under her palms getting groped.
Her lips find yours and urges her tongue inside your mouth, as her hands lower to tug at the corners of your shirt and get it off. You help her out, leaving yourself bare to her eyes.
She caresses your tummy and trails her fingers gently to your cheeky pajama shorts and paw at its hem, not pulling them down but holding you by your belly without ever breaking eye contact. Her gaze is so warm and loving, adoring every inch of you.
"How did i get so lucky?" she lightly tickles your sides making you chuckle and squirm, she smiles back and drops a small kiss to the tip of your nose.
Then slowly her hand drags down inside to cup your already wet mound, pulsing around her palm. You whine at the contact, her fingers reach your clit and flick around it, purposefully teasing you.
"Jill-! Please, baby please," you throw your head further into your pillow as she continues her movement. You were sensitive and pent up waking up and this was getting you to the edge.
"Shh baby okay i gotcha," her fingers circle your leaking hole. "So wet already, angel." She continues to stroke your wet center and you jolt, crying out for more.
After enough teasing she slips two fingers in your pussy with ease, two knuckles deep skimming against your sweet spot.
With quick strokes of her fingers inside, she adds a third one and her thumb graze against your bundle of nerves and circle around the bud, pushing the hood for more stimulation.
Your peak hits you not soon after and you melt against her when Jill makes you cum on her fingers. "Shit baby, so sensitive today."
"Oh, shut up." you pull her against you and kiss her sloppy.
What a way to start the day.
Claire Redfield - Public Sex
Claire fucks you on her motorcycle shamelessly, doesn't care if she has to take you in public like some whore or not.
You were riding on Claire's motorbike, been needy lately but she was a busy woman, so you weren't able to play around. But now you were alone, well on the road, but no less. Your tits behind the flimsy material of your shirt pressed against her back as you hold onto her.
Arms wrapped around her lower belly, playing dangerous but it was worth it, traffic safety be damned you were fucking dripping for this woman, head too fuzzy for consequences.
She was taking you to a friends house or whatever, you weren't listening when she told you that, instead you were busy grinding yourself on the seat of the bike like a pathetic little slut, but you pay no mind to such labels anymore.
But you weren't completely stupid, so you wait like a good girl for a red light to strike, your hand drawing closer to her parted thighs once she stops the ride you are onto her.
"Claire-" delicate fingers playing with the material of her pants, near her inner thighs earning a surprised gasp from her. And as if taking that as your cue you press against her further and cup her clothed pussy.
She involuntarily drops her head back, with a short whine she spells out "What are you doing-?"
"You know exactly what," you apply pressure with two fingers on where you know her clit to be under those layers.
"Are you fucking crazy-" her hips rise a little to gain more friction from your palm, you take your hand away just to be a little shit. Making her groan at the lost.
"Maybe i am," but before you can do much else the green light is on and your time is up. She pushes on the engine and you almost fall back with the momentum, barely finding the time to hold back to her. "Whoa- hey- hey" maybe she was the crazy one.
Now you weren't the only one playing the dangerous game, her's were deadly though, nowhere near close to your little tease.
"Wait where are we even-" she cuts you before you can finish.
"We will play what you want, how you want bunny."
Claire pulls near a back alley, without telling you anything she spins you around and you brace yourself against the dirty wall of the shady corner, only support being her motorcycle.
"Acting like a cheap whore will only get you so far you know," she gives a little slap at your butt, so rudely "Good thing i'm here, yeah?"
Goddamn, seeing her mean like this was something new, but fuck was it a welcome surprise. You whine now, she presses you further into the wall with your cheeks squashed and her hand on your ass.
Her next move was simple, pulling your pants down together with your underwear, bunching at your bent knees, leaving you bare. The cold air of both the alley and reality of being open in public, well, semi public, was making you drip down.
Claire kneels down, presses her face to your cunt, laps at your slick as if honey, only getting you wetter. Eating pussy from behind felt dirtier, just perfect.
She spreads your lips to lick deeper into your wet hole, teething on your slick pearly clit. Kissing your puffy lips and sucking on your rim, she knew how you liked it best.
Well she also knew she had to keep it short, unfortunately. If it was up to her she'd keep you open on display like this and lick you clean until you were spent, but alas, you were getting your ass ate in a back alley for fucks sake.
Her tongue continue their magic for some time, enough to get you off for two times, your hole leaking down like some fountain of youth.
But before giving you the pleasure of a third orgasm she pulls back, slaps your pussy from the back and pulls your pants back up. A needy whine slips your lips while you move your hips together to feel better. That was not enough.
As if reading your mind, "Look at the mess," trust she was no different under those clothes, "We'll continue later baby, when we get back."
Ada Wong - Car Sex
Who could possibly blame Ada for not keeping her hands off of you? Afterall, you had chosen the dress that "she'd rip to shreds" if she ever saw you wearing.
"What the hell is that?"
You turn back to face Ada after closing the door of her way-too-expensive-for-her-own-good sports car, "What do you mean baby-"
"That dress," you swear you could see her nostrils flare, ears bursting flames like a cartoon character, "You know how i feel about it."
"But it's so flattering to my curves!" you pout, like a bad girl, "I love it on me.."
"And so does other son's of bitches," she takes your chin and raises it up, "Go change."
You shake your head in defiance, "I don't want to-"
Her eyes glare red for a second, matching her dress, she doesn't take rejection from you lightly, as bad as it sounds. She's a jealous woman, and possessive on her lady.
"What was that?" she exhales, "Couldn't hear you, bunny."
"I said that i-" a load rip echoed the car, your dress falling apart over you, breasts draping free, "Ada-!!" you almost scream out in shock but she muffles your noises with her lips, wet and angry.
Her hand rises up an caresses your breasts, kneading them together, you lose yourself on her lips almost forgetting about what's happening. When she pulls away, only to lower the dress further on you, you take the initiative and ask "What was that for?" i mean she could've just asked. But she had and you refused.
"I don't like defiant little brats, baby." she pulls you to her lap, on the drivers seat where everyone can see you two, that was the last if her concern though. "You know that."
She laps at your lips, glossy on your end and velvety on hers. Products smushing together on your lips like a pallet. You moan against her skin and she tugs your dress higher on your hips, revealing your flimsy panties and the wet patch you've made on them.
"Needy, baby?" her hand lands on your mound, "Like mommy ripping your clothes off?"
Well you would've never thought but yeah, shit was too erotic not to wet your panties, you nod. Also did she say mommy??
You test the waters, "Yes mommy," oh and she loves it, "Won't you punish me for wearing that dress?"
She groans, "Too cute to punish baby, look at you." her hand still present between your thighs caressing you. "But i will give my messy girl what she wants."
So she fingerfucks you through it, in her car where anybody can see no less, "Little pussy just keeps sucking me back in baby. You feeling that good?"
Again you bob your head in a nod and moan, "So good-" she chuckles under her breath, you were adorable.
"Gorgeous," she almost howls, grinding her own hips together, the sight of you like this was too good to pass on, but it was about you now, she had to be selfless. She rides you through three orgasms, not a care in the world about that party you two were about to leave for.
At that point your head was taking support from her shoulder, limp and literally used.
She leaves a small kiss on your nose, "Wanna go back inside? Seems like we wont be going anywhere tonight."
"Yes please." a long night awaited you with the one and only Ada Wong, better than any party you can attend anyways.
Helena Harper - Phone Sex
Being away from your beloved is a curse i wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy, normally you and Helena are simply inseparable but what happens when a mission takes longer than anticipated?
Not having Helena around was quite literal hell, you knew she was busy with her top notch government job but it's love, your honor. Cut yourself some slack.
And tonight was making you feel extra lonely, pent up and sexually frustrated. Your fingers or toys were not doing enough. If only she was around.
If only you could see her.
Oh but you can, through a screen that is. Yeah, that should do it.
You set up your phone and undress, baby blue lace lingerie underneath, which Helena loved oh so much. Quickly texting her to call you. But not patient enough to wait so you end up face timing her yourself.
And she answers immediately, "Hey sweetheart-"
Her eyes goes wide after seeing you half naked with her favorite set which complimented you almost too well. You smile at her wickedly like a mischievous Cheshire Cat. Slowly opening your legs wider and baring your leaking hole to her.
"Hey yourself," you wink, giving her nothing but bedroom eyes.
"Jesus Christ–" she looks around her to make sure she's alone properly. "What are you doing?"
"Missed my wife, 's all." Your hands trail over your breasts and down through your panty clad pussy, teasing yourself. "Been so needy, miss you so much at home.."
"You know i can't come home yet honey." her voice was full of yearning, yet her eyes spoke 'i'd resign just to have a taste of your sweet pussy.'
"i know..." giving her puppy eyes, "thats why i called." opening your legs wider, pussy so puffy your lips out themselves through the panties.
"Needed to see your face, wanted to touch myself that way. Is that alright?"
"Is that even a question baby?" she chuckled out a nervous laugh, clearly aroused already "Maybe i'll accompany you from this side, let me go somewhere more private."
Once she lock the door to her office and get comfy you pull out the vibrator she liked to use on you the most. You pull your panties to the side, revealing your wet and aching pussy to her, leaked so much that it stained the fabric.
Your middle finger moves through your slit and gather the wetness and use it to draw circles to your clit. Throwing your head back from how pent up and sensitive you feel.
Helena is silently watching, on mute just in case. You can only see her face but you're pretty sure she's fingering herself too.
You slide in two fingers and moan, moving them in the pace you like most, slick covering your fingers and leaking down to your rim.
Once you get enough you pull them out and get the vibrator, giving Helena a look before going in and putting the vibrator at your mound, starting from the lower setting and upping the level as it goes.
Your face flush and breathing heavy as you get the vibrators level to its highest, eyes almost rolling to the back of your head. You can see Helena all hot an bothered through the screen too.
Raising up your free hand and setting them on your breasts, you play with yourself and flicker your nipples for more stimulation. You continue these motions as your orgasm closes up on you.
Helena's phone twitches too, probably because of her climax, you cum heavily and continue to hold the vibrator for more stimulation as you ride through your orgasm, getting overstimulated from how hard the vibrator is on your pussy.
Ashley Graham - Strap on Sex
Darling returns home to a needy Ashley, what kind of a woman would you be if you left your wife high and dry?
"I'm home sweetie!!" you drop your stuff and hang your coat, looking around to see Ashley but she's not around. She'd always welcome you at the door. Odd
"Ashley?" you call for her as you walk around the house, through every room but she's not there.. You finally arrive at your bedroom, the door was half closed with a small gap, so you look through the crack of the door.
And there she was; all spread out, naked from her waist down, eyes closed.. Her hands were playing with that sweet pussy you'd kill for. Flicking and pinching at her clit, rolling circles on it and then lubing her fingers up and pushing two of them inside her leaking hole.
She was crying out your name all the while, head thrown back into her pillow and cheeks all red & flustered. You look at her dumbfounded. But it doesn't take long for you to stop your staring and get into action. She needed you, no?
Quickly, you run to get that new strap on she'd bought you, wanting to try something new with you. Not wasting any time, -can't keep a lady waiting right?- you wear it on top of your tights, and rushed back to the bedroom.
She was still there fingering her slick hole, eyes still closed. You slowly and quietly enter the room, not wanting to scare her yet. Watching her pleasure herself was one way to get yourself off, but it was about Ashley tonight.
You come closer to the bed, her lids half open and before she could register your presence fully you pull her towards the edge of the bed with her legs, opening her and dangling them in the either side of you, a shocked yelp escapes her lips and she gets impossibly red.
"A-ah I didn't see you come in," she looks at your through her eyelashes, lids still heavy.
"Yeah i figured, you were lost there huh?" you smirk and a small timid chuckle left her system, embarrassed herself in front of you like that. She nods shyly.
"Want me to help you out sweetness?"
Ashley nods again. Looking at the new strap that she bought you, then at your eyes. You tease her slit with your thumb.
"Use your words baby."
She swallows the big lump on her throat, "Please, need you to touch me so bad." cheeks turning a darker shade of red.
"Who am i to deny such beauty?" you slip in with ease, the way she was leaking down slick through her dripping hole it was no surprise.
Ashley moans hard as you slowly take her to the hilt, opening her pussy wide with the newfound ability of the strap. You start with a nice pace, enough to keep her occupied while you praised her through it.
She held onto your hand as you thrusted back and forth, getting faster with each move of your hips, her legs wrap around your waist you grind more on the girth.
Doesn't take long for her to cum, almost screaming from overstimulation and sensitivity. You take her harder while she cries out for more, going on for round after round till she's a babbling mumbling mess.
Thats how you like her to most, you think.
Rebecca Chambers - Shower Sex
Coming home from a long day at work to your girlfriend, all you want for the night is to clean off and sleaze but Rebecca has something else in mind.
You should've known that letting Rebecca join your shower would lead up to anything but cleaning. If anything making more of a mess.
Giving her open mouth kisses under the shower head while her back is against the cold porcelain tiles of the wall, her hands explore your body, your hands knead her tits.
Breathy moans escape her from between your lips, "Shouldn't have trusted you with this."
"I don't regret it," she pulls you closer and sucks on your lower lip. "do you?"
"Not a chance."
The warm water making everything more intimate and slick, your hand leaves her breast and slides down towards her arousal.
She arches her back when your fingers rub against her wet hole, cupping her pussy and moving your middle finger in slick circles.
Her face red and flustered, "W-wait, i want to help you relax today." hands wrap around your wrist to make you stop.
"You don't have to baby,-"
"But i want to.. Besides, you deserve it."
With that she kneels down and cues you to open your legs, one hand on your right thigh raising it up baring your cunt. She balances your leg on her shoulder and licks a stripe all the way up from your rim to your hood.
You bite back a moan as she buries her face into your puffy red pussy lips and sucks on the hood of your clit, urging your legs wider while they shake in pleasure.
"Fuck, love your mouth on me baby." you moan out breathlessly.
Humming, Rebecca sucks a bruise into your thigh, then goes right back into licking on your pussy. Her nose nestled against your swollen clit as she fucks her tongue into your leaking hole.
You breathe heavily, your hands finding her short pixie and tugging on the roots to push her further between your legs.
You toss your head back, cheeks all red, "God, Rebecca I'm about to cum."
"Mhmm, cum on my face please." her teeth scrape your bud for one last time and that's enough to throw you off the edge, coming undone on her chin. Juices coating her face.
She licks it all up, not wasting a drop. Thumbs draw circles in a soothing manner on your thighs, lovingly.