— modelsoffthecatwalk: Express Karlie Kloss

Self-love

“Thanks for your help Jim!” Karlie shouts down the hall, closing the apartment door as she leans against it sighing. The model was happy to be home after a long photo shoot that luckily got finished early and wanted nothing more than to cuddle up with her girl in bed.

She lays her bags down in the hall “Baby I’m home” she shouts, her voice ringing in the eerily quiet house. Where is she?

Realizing the singer must be in bed already, she lazily begins ascending the stairs of their New York City apartment, completely exhausted from her busy day. As she reaches the landing a sound startles her, it’s a sound she recognizes very well but is extremely surprised to hear as she quietly makes her way towards the bedroom door that is slightly ajar. Then she hears it again, the sound of a moan being caught in a throat. As she moves closer she can now hear the heavy breathing that accompanies the quiet moans, the volume seeming to pick up after every second that passes.

Karlie is completely mesmerized by the situation. She knows exactly what is going on and her heart is beating fast in her chest at the anticipation of what she may see as she nears the door. She can now hear everything. The sound of fingers against wetness, a body squirming against sheets, loud breaths and quiet, airy moans. The model quietly edges towards the gap in the door and peers through.

Karlie gasps silently, feeling the arousal from the situation come rushing through her, soaking her panties within the few seconds it takes her mind to come round to the sight she is witnessing. Her girlfriend is laying completely naked on her front, head against the pillow of their bed, one of her hands grasping the fabric of the another pillow in a fist, knuckles white and her other hand is buried between her legs. Karlie watches her dreamingly. Taylor’s perfect ass moving up and down as the singer thrusts her hips into her hand, face scrunched and mouth open letting out small gasps every time her own fingers hit the right spot inside and against her; a mist of sweat coating her body making Karlie almost drool with desire to touch it.

The model doesn’t know what to do with herself as she clamps her thighs together tightly. She knows Taylor isn’t a prude but the singer will be mortified to know Karlie has seen this. Her fingers twitch, her body begging to be touched at the sight of something so arousing..should I get myself off watching her?

At that moment Karlie noticed something on the pillow that Taylor keeps looking at and moaning louder when she does, it was photographs. Of her.

The model almost grunted out of pure arousal at the thought of her girl pleasuring herself to photos of Karlie. And then she had an idea. Taking a step back and a deep breath…“Hey baby I’m home!” She announces as she bursts through the bedroom door.

“Oh my god!” Taylor screams as she frantically tries to find something to cover herself up, the sheets long since been pushed off the bed “Karlie…you..you gave me such a fright, don’t do that!” Taylor squeals, still panting from her activity, face bright red from embarrassment of the situation, hands trying to cover herself up.

The model tries to keep a smirk off her face when she says “Taylor….what were you doing?”

“I…was just away to take a shower” she replies gulping, the lie evident in her voice.

“Oh really? What are these then?” Karlie asks, picking up the photos lying on the bed. Taylor looks like a deer caught in headlights. She doesn’t reply, face turning more crimson by the second. Karlie reaches over the singer, grabbing her wrist and bringing the girls glistening wet fingers to her mouth before sucking on them slowly. Taylor tries to pull away in embarrassment but Karlie’s grip is tight as her eyes pierce into Taylor’s blue ones as she sucks. She removes the fingers and leans over the blonde, tugging at her chin to kiss her before sliding her tongue into her mouth, letting the older girl taste herself. Karlie pulls away smirking, the singer now breathless.

“Well…you know what Taylor” she says playfully, “I think you were touching yourself…am I right? Were you playing with yourself whilst looking at pictures of me? Did it feel good baby? Rubbing your little wet pussy and moaning to the vision of me fucking you?”

Taylor’s eyes went wide, her lip beginning to tremble as she muttered “I..I..no”

Karlie laughed at her blatant denial despite how obvious the situation was.

“Well…” the younger girl replies, leaning into Taylor’s ear and whispering “I want you to finish what you started. Right now”

The singer gasps “Karlie I’m not doing that”

“Taylor” she replies sternly as she begins to remove her jacket slowly, “yes you are. I’m going to help you, put on a little show for you so you don’t need the photos, does that sound good baby?”

The singer doesn’t reply, squirming on the bed both due to arousal and discomfort. She’s incredibly turned on, she was close to finishing anyway but right now, watching Karlie undress slowly in front of her, she isn’t sure she would be able to prevent herself from touching her throbbing center even if she wanted to.

“Play with your nipples baby” Karlie orders as she stands at the end of the bed, removing her bra and beginning rubbing her breasts. Taylor hesitates but the sight of Karlie running her hands over her smooth chest is making her hazy and she brings her fingers to the tips of her nipples and circles slowly, pinching gently.

Karlie watches her girlfriend intently as the begins to unbuckle her belt and pull down her pants. She rubs her hand gently over the fabric of her panties and hears taylor squeak.

“Spread your legs Tay”

Taylor slowly opens her bent legs that are shaking with anticipation.

“Oh baby look at your beautiful pussy, so wet for me” Karlie groans as she removes her own panties and begins circling her clit with the tips of her fingers. “Rub your clit for me baby, the same as I’m doing”

Taylor doesn’t even hesitate this time, her hand can’t get to between her legs quick enough as she rubs her clit slowly, letting out a loud moan.

“Rub faster, moan louder for me babe” Karlie orders as she frantically rubs her own pussy. Taylor does as she is told, her moans reaching a volume of concern as she tries to keep her eyes on her dominant girlfriend. She is absolutely soaked watching Karlie pant quietly whilst touching herself only a few feet away.

The model continues touching herself as she begins to climb onto the bed, separating Taylor’s legs even more as she hovers over her. Just watching Taylor’s face as she pleasures herself would be enough to take her over the edge. Karlie lays her fingers over Taylor’s as she guides her to rub her clit faster before thrusting them inside the singer, still fucking herself with her other hand simultaneously.

At this point Taylor’s squirming madly, hips thrusting into both her own and Karlie’s fingers, eyes rolling back into her head as her back arches and moans turn into screams.

“Cum for me baby, hard”

“Oh my god…fuck..ugh..KARLIE!!” The older girl screams in delight as she reaches her high, toes curling and body twisting as Karlie also comes undone; still fucking Taylor through her orgasm.

The model falls against her girlfriend once their heart rate slows. She presses her lips against her collarbone and giggles as she kisses her lightly “I love you so much”.

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New Toys

It had been just over a week since the lovers had seen one another. There had been a few hiccups with Karlie’s photoshoot in Paris and so the model had been kept in the city for longer than expected. With very little to occupy her time, she ended up having a wonder around some of the more - mature - shops in the city, her ‘mostly’ innocent mind in complete bewilderment at what they had to offer. But of course she had to purchase a few items, at first for novelty value, but soon her imagination began to go crazy with the thought of getting to use them on her girlfriend. She’d certainly enjoyed her alone time in the hotel room the last few nights of her trip, visions of Taylor in her head.

Karlie began to grow nervous as her car approached the front of her girlfriends Rhode Island home. Their sex life was amazing and very active but they had never introduced anything other than themselves into the bedroom. She wasn’t sure how Taylor would react but luckily, the items she bought were still sort of vanilla. As she stepped out of the car she could hear the sound of her girls feet running along the gravel, Karlie smiled widely holding out her arms as Taylor threw herself at her, legs wrapping round her waist.

“Baby! I’m so glad you’re home, I’ve missed you so much” the singer said, kissing Karlies cheek and rubbing her face into the crook of her neck.

“I’ve missed you too princess” the model replied, her fingertips massaging the back of her girlfriends head. Taylor pulled herself away, thanking her security as the guys leave Karlie’s luggage in the front hall and head down to the guesthouse.

“So how was your trip darling?”

“Manageable- pretty boring. The other girls and I went to a show at the Moulin Rouge and had a few drinks before staying in Montmartre for the night. It was a laugh” Karlie states nonchalantly.

“The red light district? A strip-show? You didn’t tell me that on the phone” Taylor says sharply, her mood completely changing.

“It-it wasn’t a strip-show babe! They are just dancers. It’s like a traditional Parisian thing” Karlie replies quickly trying to save the situation.

“Hmm…well I don-what have you got in there?” Taylor has now spotted the large red bag, pointing to it inquisitively. Karlie goes silent for a second, wondering if this is the right time to mention it.

“Well I - uh - I picked a few things up for you- for us..we don’t have to use them though..not if-if you don’t want to” Karlie stutters, slightly embarrassed and terribly nervous over Taylor’s reaction to these items.

“What…things?” Taylor asks curiously as she kneels down, lifting the very large box out of the bag, gasping as she opens it.

“Oh…” she breathes quietly, staring at the items in amazement as Karlie’s face heats up, now bright red. Inside the box there is an assortment including rope, a blindfold, nipple clamps, a small vibrator, a large dildo and a can of whipped cream. Both girls squirm, unsure if it is due to the discomfort of the situation or if they were both just extremely turned on. Taylor then stood up, holding the box open as she turns to Karlie.

“What exactly did you have in mind?” She asks sweetly. Karlie who has now picked up confidence, partly from reading Taylor’s reaction and partly because she is now incredibly turned on, gives her a devilish grin.

“Well…use your imagination baby”

Taylor gulps slightly, her heart rate picking up, blood pumping and the familiar feeling pooling in her stomach as Karlie takes the box from her, grabs her hand and leads her up the stairs to their bedroom. The singer follows behind, speechless as her arousal clouds her mind. Unsure if she is following Karlie willingly or out of pure desire.

“Strip” Karlie demands once they are standing alone in their master bedroom. Taylor hesitated for a second, in complete awe of the models dominance as she slowly unbuttons her pyjama shirt watching Karlie lay the box on the bed and begin removing her clothes also. Once both girls are naked, Karlie runs her hands up Taylor’s arms, snaking them behind her neck and kissing her hard, biting her lip before sliding her tongue into her mouth. Taylor struggles to keep up with her girlfriends dominance as the model picks her up and lays her down on the bed. Karlie pulls away and reaches for the rope in the box.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this baby?” Karlie checks as Taylor shyly nods. The model carries on unravelling the red rope before taking hold of one of Taylor’s wrists, wrapping the rope around it and tying the other end to one corner of the bed. The singer watches her girlfriend retrieve more rope before tying her other wrist and both ankles to the other three corners of the bed, her breathing heaving, feeling like she has never been this turned on in her life before. With Taylor securely tied to the bed, Karlie grabs the blindfold before kissing her way up the singers legs and body, giving her lips a quick peck as she hovers above her, taking in the sight as her pupils dilate and mouth becomes dry. Taylor licks her lips, enjoying seeing her girlfriend becoming so aroused at the sight of her naked body before her sight is removed, being plunged into the unknown darkness of the blindfold. For the first time she starts to become nervous, two of her senses being taken away from her. She reminds herself of how much she trusts Karlie and her nerves evaporate, her legs twisting in the ropes with anticipation for what is to come next.

The model kisses Taylor’s face, running her mouth along her jaw before latching onto her neck, knowing where each of her girlfriends sensitive spots are as she licks and sucks. Taylor hears the sound of Karlie shaking the can of whipped cream before she feels the coldness of it on her skin, but still gasps as it is sprayed across her chest and down her stomach. Karlie doesn’t hesitate in lapping it up, licking her way across the older girls chest before circling her nipple with her tongue and sucking gently. She uses her finger to pinch and tease the other one as she starts to nibble and bite the nipple in her mouth, licking over it every time she hears her girl moan with pleasure before swapping sides. With her lack of sight and no prior warning from Karlie, Taylor screams out as her girlfriend attaches a clamp to the red, hardened point on her breast. She is shocked at how painful it is and can’t quite decide if it’s a bit too much but Karlie gently caresses her breast before attaching the other one. Another scream is let out.

“Shhh baby..you don’t want the whole of Watch Hill hearing you” Karlie says darkly in amusement. The initial pain Taylor felt has now gone and all she feels is intense pleasure as she feels Karlie licking the whipped cream off her stomach, dragging her tongue down past her navel. Taylor’s hips buck when Karlie stops just above where she needs her, continuing down her legs to reach the box again.

A faint buzzing sound alerts Taylor of what is to come next as she pulls against the ropes unable to cope with the wait for friction. Karlie slowly drags the vibrator along the inside of the singers legs, watching as she twitches and twists. The model is clearly in a teasing mood though as she bypasses her pelvic region and moves onto her stomach. Taylor sighs in annoyance.

“Please babe”

“Please what? Tell me what you want princess” Karlie demands as she teases the older girl. Taylor hesitates, not one for being comfortable with dirty talk but unable to wait any longer.

“Please fuck me”

Karlie smirks as she positions herself between the singers legs, connecting the vibrator directly to her clit, right where she needs it.

“Ohhhhh” the singer moans grasping her hands around the rope as the model rubs the vibrator in small circles around her clit and over her folds, lapping at her juices pouring out of her centre. Without warning, Karlie grabs the dildo from her side and thrusts it into Taylor’s soaking wet pussy.

“Oh my god!!!” Taylor screams, her eyes rolling back into her head. The combination of the vibrator on her hard clit and the dildo that Karlie is now thrusting deep inside of her is too much for her to handle.

“Don’t st-oppp baby…uhhh…I’m com-” right as Taylor moans and goes to arch her back, Karlie gets an idea. She quickly removes both the dildo and vibrator from Taylor and leans back watching her girlfriends chest heave, her face begin to contort in confusion. Unable to climax.

“Wh-a-at?” Taylor asks, unable to see or feel her girlfriend. Karlie sits back in silence for a few seconds, knowing how annoyed Taylor must feel right now before quickly thrusting the dildo back inside her, her tongue sliding over her clit before replacing it with the vibrator again. Taylor jerks at the contact, confused at first but continues moaning in pleasure, her orgasm being built up again - fast. Once again when Taylor starts to arch her back, her hips bucking, Karlie removes the toys.

“Kar-lie!!” Taylor screams in anger, squirming on the bed looking for any type of friction. Karlie loves watching her, she’s never felt so in control. Only she has the power to decide when Taylor is allowed to orgasm.

The model continues pleasuring her girlfriend, only to do the same again, bringing her to the edge. By this point Taylor is a mess. Tears stream down the sides of her face in frustration, sweat dripping over her body, exhausted from being built up so many times.

“P-please baby, I c-can’t take it anymore” Taylor sobs.

“Hushhh…you’re okay princess. Tell me what you want”

“Let me c-cum. Pleaseee” she whines. As much as Karlie has enjoyed this, she can’t cope seeing her love in this state. She throws the toys to the side and gently lifts Taylor’s hips, her fingers sliding into her centre, her mouth sucking at her clit. She has never felt her girlfriend this wet before as she thrusts her fingers against her g-spot.

Taylor gasps and moans, hips bucking again against Karlie’s mouth and fingers, praying that she will be allowed to climax. She feels it building up again in her stomach, and almost cries aloud with the thought of her being deprived again. But Karlie doesn’t stop this time, her finger thrusting harder and faster inside her, her tongue pointed, running over her clit.

“Oh…ugh…fuck…I’m c-comin-OH MY GOD-D-D! KARLIE!!” Taylor screams, her body jerking off the bed as she squirts for the first time in her life over Karlie’s face and neck. She’s never had such a powerful orgasm- her mind is blank, her body convulsing as Karlie continues to lick and suck her sensitive clit.

Taylor can barely breathe, her heart pounding in her chest, body still twitching as more waves of pleasure pulse through her. She falls against the bed, exhausted as Karlie sits up and starts to untie the rope and removes her blindfold and nipple clamps. Once free she curls up in a ball and the model pulls her against her chest, stroking her hair and wiping the sweat off her face as she whimpers quietly.

“I’m sorry baby girl, are you okay? It was hard, but I knew it would be worth it in the end” karlie comforts, kissing her head and stroking her hair. She feels a little bit bad for putting her girlfriend through it but she had never been so turned on, she was surprised she didn’t come herself, just from the sight of it all.

“It w-was sooo good. I’m still feeling it” Taylor manages to stutter out, breathing hard against Karlies chest. Unable to think of the embarrassment of being so desperate and begging to orgasm a short while ago. Never mind soaking Karlie in her cum.

“I guess you aren’t gonna be mad at me for going to the Moulin Rouge anymore then” Karlie teases. Taylor just smiles slyly.

“You’ll get your punishment later”

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Pool fun

“Karlie what’s taking you so long?” Taylor asks as she floats on her back, relaxing in the water as the sun beams down on her tan skin.

The couple are finally on vacation after a stressful few months of work and Karlie has been taking forever to come out to the pool.

Just as Taylor stands up, sighing as she moves to get out the pool and yell at her girlfriend, Karlie emerges from the house wearing the most revealing bikini she has ever seen, leaving very little to the imagination. Taylor’s breath catches in her throat as she takes in the models appearance, her long tanned legs glistening in the sunlight, her muscular abs shining with a light layer of sweat from the heat, hair scraped back into a messy bun.

“Patience baby” Karlie giggles as she makes her way into the pool.

“Hmm” Taylor murmurs mindlessly, biting on her lip as she feels a different kind of wetness coat her bikini bottoms. Her mind begins to swirl with impure thoughts and she doesn’t notice Karlie dive under the water until she feels hands on her waist dragging her under.

“Oh…” Taylor coughs and splutters as she resurfaces, wiping water from her face “..my god Karlie!!!”

The model falls onto her back against the surface of the pool in hysterics at her girlfriends reaction, her face contorted in a frown as water drips from her nose.

“Not funny”

“Kinda is though babe” Karlie continues to laugh as she swims up to her girl and wipes the water droplets from her face, placing gentle kisses on her nose and cheeks.

“I’m sorry baby, I won’t do it again” she says, lifting Taylor up from her waist as the singer wraps her legs round the models hips.

“No you won’t..or else”

“Or else what?”

Karlie notices the stare her girlfriend is giving her, knowing all too well what the darker shade of blue in her eyes implies.

She walks them to the edge of the pool gently leaning Taylor against it as she leans in and places a firm kiss to her girlfriends plump lips. As she pulls away Taylor runs her fingers through the models wet hair, pulling her back in as she slides her tongue between her lips and into her mouth.

The kiss gets heated as the girls battle for dominance, hands roaming across wet skin both above and under the water. Karlie moves her mouth along Taylor’s jaw and down to her neck, nibbling gently as the singer’s breathing quickens due to the feeling spreading over her. She closes her eyes as Karlie continues sucking water droplets from her neck, body tensing every time the models tongue licks at a sensitive spot. Her core is pressed against Karlie’s toned abs and every moment sends a jolt of pleasure through her given that there is only a thin material separating them.

She’s lost in a world of pleasure and contentment until Karlie moves them along the edge of the pool, and she feels an intense vibration hit her between her legs. Taylor gasps, nails digging into Karlie’s back in surprise as the pool jet Karlie has angled her perfectly against hits her in just the right place.

The model flips Taylor over so the jet is hitting directly against the front of her girlfriends bikini bottoms, continuing to kiss her neck as she slides her fingers under the waistband and inside the singer, curling them upwards against her sweet spot.

Taylor’s mind can’t seem to process all the different sensations at once as she involuntarily moans loudly, circling her hips so the sensation of the jet against her clit is more intense. She moves on arm behind her and around Karlie’s neck holding her tightly against her whilst the other tries to grasp at the edge of the pool. She knows it won’t take long for her to come undone as the models fingers increase the pace inside her. Her legs feel numb under the water and shake lightly both from the pressure of the jet hitting her clit and Karlie’s fingers curling deep inside her.

“Does that feel good baby?” Karlie whispers roughly into her ear biting at her sensitive earlobe.

Taylor responds in a moan as her hips thrust rapidly now as her pleasure plummets higher , eyes tightly closed and breathing a mess as her back begins to arch in preparation for her inevitable orgasm.

“Cum loudly for me baby” Karlie grunts thrusting her fingers harder inside the singer one last time before Taylor cries out her name, toes curling under the water as her walls tighten.

The models pulls her away from the jet to avoid a painful sensory overload but circles her clit lightly with her fingers as she comes down from her high. Taylor is a quivering mess, breathing hard as she leans against Karlie’s chest.

“Oh my god that was…wow”

“Mm im glad you enjoyed it” Karlie responds kissing her cheek.

“I did..but now it’s your turn”

——————————– Sorry guys I wrote that in like 30 mins and didn’t check it at all so apologies. Will get round to requests after my vacation!

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Work Out

“Baby pleaaaase”

“Karlie for the fiftieth time, no I am not coming to the gym with you. I hate working out, you know this”

“But Taylor I have the whole studio to myself today, my instructor has to leave sharp after going over my fitness and diet plan for the week so it will just be us, you wont have to even do much! Please”

The argument has been going on for the past ten minutes and Karlie will not give up. She has barely been able to leave her girlfriends side the past few days, having spent so long apart but Taylor keeps refusing to join her.

“Karlie” the singer says rubbing her temples “please don’t make me say no to you again.I will make us a nice lunch for when you get back and we can have a lazy afternoon together”

“You won’t be saying no to me again, because you are coming” Karlie replies smiling widely.

“Nope”

“Yes”

“Why are you so annoying?” Taylor sighs. “What is it going to take for you to accept that I’m not coming with you?”

“There’s nothing baby” Karlie mumbles kissing Taylor’s neck lightly “I just can’t stand to be away from you”

“Well sorry babe but it’s not happening, I will see you after for lunch” Taylor says, giggling as she pushes Karlie away from her, stubbornly sticking to her initial rejection.

Karlie face drops as she begins walking away.

“That’s okay..I think Toni mentioned she was free today, I’ll give her a call and she’ll probably join me at the gym. She’ll probably want to have lunch together too though so…”

Taylor’s smile vanishes off her face, replaced with a jealous fuelled frown. She knows exactly what Karlie is doing and is not happy. Suddenly she gets an idea.

“Actually…on second thoughts I just bought some new gym clothes I want to try out” the singer mumbles, not happy about being forced into this, as she walks off into her closet, slamming the door.

Karlie laughs loudly from the other side “oh is that so?’‘

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The girls arrive at the gym, Karlie slightly disappointed that Taylor is covered up in a baggy hoodie and sweats. New gym clothes my ass.

’'Morning girls” her instructor greets them as they enter the studio, laying their bags down in the corner. The rest of the building is empty today, a rarity for the popular, city gym.

Karlie quickly begins going over her fitness plan for the day with her instructor who has an important meeting with another client and so can’t stay for the remainder of the session. She glances up at Taylor and does a double take as she watches her girlfriend remove her hoodie and sweats to reveal tiny, tight black shorts and a baby pink Victoria Secret sports bra. The model gasps watching the singer stretch her toned, tanned arms above her head, the clothing leaving very little to the imagination.

“Karlie did you hear me?” Her instructor asks the model who is now practically drooling at her girlfriend. She hears Taylor let out a snort, being very aware of her girlfriend watching her.

“Uh yeah sure. Sounds good” Karlie gulps as her instructor chuckles.

“Cool, I have to run. Enjoy your workout ladies” he replies, picking up his bag and heading out the room.

Karlie continues watching Taylor intently as she sets up her plank position. She knows exactly what she’s doing and I’m not giving her the satisfaction of caving to her. The model thinks to herself, keeping her head down as she starts the four minute timer for her plank.

Taylor stands in front of the large mirrors, doing various seductive stretches in order to distract her girlfriend, she knows how stubborn Karlie is but she won’t be able to keep it together for much longer. That’s what she gets.

It’s barely ten minutes into their workout and the girls haven’t said a single word to one another, yet Karlie’s entire body is on fire watching Taylor's movements in her barely there attire. She tries not to look but she can’t help herself, it’s a force she can’t control and her eyes feel like they are magnetised to Taylor’s body. She holds her squat position tensely, there is now a thin sheen of sweat across the singers skin, making it glisten, all the more irresistible to her spectating girlfriend. Karlie reaches up and wipes the sweat from her forehead, her body heat heightened for more than one reason.

Just as Karlie goes back to maintaining her stance, Taylor bends over directly in front of her, all the way down, showing everything. The model silently gasps, her heart pounding in her chest and before she realises it her feet give way, her ankle twisting as she falls onto her back against the mat with a loud thud. Taylor stands straight and spins round.

“Baby! What did you do?” The older girl coos innocently as if she has no idea what had caused the model to break her squat.

“My ankle!” Karlie hisses as she tries to sit up, her face screwed in pain. Before she knows it Taylor is leaning over her with her breasts right in front of Karlie’s line of vision and the model quickly forgets about the burning pain she is feeling, her mind clouded with arousal, eyes trained on the droplets of sweat on Taylor’s chest.

“Aw my poor girl” Taylor says with a slight smirk, although not enjoying seeing her girlfriend in pain she feels proud that she managed to get her so worked up. The singer begins massaging Karlie’s ankle, moving her fingers lightly over the bare skin and up her legging clad legs, the model squirming at every touch. Not in pain but pleasure, accepting the fact that her panties are probably ruined at this point as she breathes heavy against the floor, face flushed.

Taylor runs her body lightly against Karlie’s as she makes her way towards her mouth, pecking her lips up her jaw and on her lips.

“Are you okay?” She asks the model, knowing that her involuntary, obvious arousal is due to her actions and isn’t to be mistaken for pain or exhaustion from her work out. She knows Karlie too well at this point. Taylor continues running her fingers lightly over her girlfriends body, massaging slightly in some areas that cause Karlie to gasp, as she kisses over her face.

“Mhmm” the model replies, eyes closed, biting her lip as she tries not to moan. Taylor smirks.

“I’m going to get some ice..” she says, jumping up, leaving a breathless Karlie in a daze, her whole body pumping in anticipation, the area between her legs feeling extremely sensitive and craving friction.

Taylor returns with a plastic cup full of ice cubes from the dispenser, taking one between her fingers and slowly running it over Karlie’s injured ankle. She only leaves it there for a few seconds before she is running it up the inside of the models thigh, Karlie tensing with surprise and pleasure before she pops it into her mouth and trails it up the girls tense, sweat clad abs towards her chest. The younger girl is now squirming under her, moaning audibly at the feeling of the cold ice against her hot skin.

Karlie thrusts her hips upwards and Taylor takes this as an opportunity to curl her fingers under the models leggings and pull them down her shaking legs. She moves her mouth back down, dragging the ice along Karlies pubic bone, running it in circles over the apex of her thigh, extremely close to where she needs her.

“Taylor please” Karlie gasps, her hand now in the singers hair, trying to direct her towards her aching pussy.

“What do you want baby?” Taylor asks, the ice now melted on her tongue.

“I want you…”

“Hmm?” She singer questions teasingly.

“Please…uhhh fuck me” Karlie moans and Taylor quickly responds by pushing her girlfriends soaking panties to the side and thrusting two fingers into her centre; Karlie moans loudly, spreading her legs further apart as Taylor picks up speed, fucking her hard and fast.

Karlie knows she won’t take long to finish, her neck arching already, face screwed up in immense pleasure as Taylor watches her before lowering her head and attacking the models hardened, wet clit with her tongue.

The younger girl, moans, gasps and squirms under her girlfriend, her fingers scrunched up tightly and probably painfully in Taylor’s hair as she holds onto her for dear life. Taylor continues lapping and sucking at her clit, her fingers curling at her sensitive spot deep inside her pussy, her head being squashed by Karlie’s tight, shaking thighs.

“I’m gonna…uhhh I’m gonna c-”

“Cum for me baby”

And with one final hard thrust of her fingers, Karlie reaches her climax beautifully, back arching high off the floor, screaming her girlfriends name. She lays against the hard gym mat for a minute, chest heaving in delight as Taylor watches her with a satisfied grin.

“Was that my punishment for forcing you to come to the gym?” Karlie whimpers submissively.

“Hmm yes, did you learn your lesson?”

“Well I definitely prefer that form of..exercise but I’m not sure how happy my instructor will be regarding my ankle injury”

Taylor laughs lightly, kissing her girlfriend and forcing her tongue into her mouth so she can taste herself.

“Come here” Karlie demands, pulling away, as she grabs Taylor’s hips, pulling off her little shorts and panties. She runs her fingers through Taylor’s soaking wet folds before guiding her up her body.

“Don’t you dare tease me like that again” the model says, her dark green eyes glaring into Taylor’s as she positions the singers centre over her mouth, moving her hips as she thrusts her tongue inside her and up over her folds, spreading her juices as Taylor squeaks in surprise above her.

Maybe I will join Karlie at the gym more often.

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I’m not as attracted to Karlie as I am Taylor BUT those Calvin Klein pictures are still some of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

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Drowning

The sound of her girlfriends alarm wakes her suddenly. Taylor stares at the ceiling, breathing heavily, her body paralyzed as she tries to recover from the intense dream she just experienced.

“Good morning, baby” Karlie coos groggily as she reaches over to encase Taylor’s sweat clad body in her arms. The singer flinches at the contact, her mind still buzzing from the remaining visual of her nightmare.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Karlie shoots up, eyes darting back and forth over her girlfriend looking for any signs of distress.

“Just another bad dream…I’m..I’m fine” Taylor replies with a shy smile. Her heart is hammering in her chest in her attempt to appear calm, exhausted from the stress of it. Karlie gives her a sad smile as she rolls onto her girlfriend, snuggling her face into her neck, her lips brushing the soft skin as she inhales the girls scent.

“That’s why Dr Walker is coming over today. To talk to you about all of this, she’ll be able to help you baby”, Karlie replies before hesitating for a second, “I have to get ready for work …” she waits, holding her girl tightly for a minute before hearing Taylor’s sobs. This has become their daily routine the past few months.

“I don’t want you to go to work, p-please don’t leave” Taylor cries against Karlie like a child, her arms and legs wrapped around her. The model sighs sadly.

After months of abuse in the media, the singers anxiety has reached an all time high. She can’t leave the house now without having a panic attack and therefore chooses not to, but recently her worries have caused her to panic every time Karlie leaves also, terrified that she won’t come back. She can’t understand how Karlie can love her when she is so depressed, which makes her feel like the model will leave her for someone else, causing her to be even more anxious and depressed.Catch-22. But with her girlfriends support she has finally agreed to speak to a professional about the way she has been feeling, she can’t continue like this.

Karlie feels lost, not knowing what to do with the crying woman in her arms that she loves so dearly. She feels a tear of her own slide down her cheek.

“Darling” she coos lightly, in an attempt to calm her “ I have to go to work. You know this, Dr Walker will be here this afternoon and then I’ll be home before you know it”

The singers sobs quieten slightly but there seems to be no sign of them stopping as Karlie pulls herself away slightly, wiping at her face. She stares down at her, and even given the dynamic of the situation is still memorized by those teary ocean blue eyes. Karlie had always been in awe of Taylor’s strength, never quite understanding how her girlfriend, who always felt so small and fragile in her arms, had it in her to deal with the abuse she received on a daily basis. But they broke her this time, there is only so much a person can take. The anger towards the media and bullies on social media has been tearing at Karlie for some time, only managing to hold it together in public due to the fact she doesn’t want to make things worse for her girlfriend. But she knows the older woman will get through it, and she will do whatever it takes to help and support her.

Karlie finally manages to untangle the smaller girl from her, leaving her sobbing against her pillow as she heads into the bathroom. The model whimpers against the wall of the shower in despair, hoping the sound of the running water hides the noise of her cries. When she returns to the bedroom, Taylor is asleep again, physically exhausted from the ordeal. Karlie watches her whilst getting ready before leaving her a note reminding the singer how much she is adored, lightly kisses her head, quickly feeds their cats and leaves for the day, hoping to come home to her smiley, bubbly Taylor.

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Drowning - Part 2

Taylor stares blankly at the wall in front of her, chewing the inside of her mouth so hard it’s bound to be sore for days, but she doesn’t even realise it - just one of her new habits. She has made a bit more of an effort today since she was expecting company that isn’t her family or Karlie- Effort which entails jeans instead of sweat pants and actually brushing her hair. Her cat, Olivia purrs at her feet which Taylor completely ignores, turning to go back to her bed, thinking the entire idea of speaking to someone about how she’s feeling is stupid and unnecessary. Then her phone buzzes; she anxiously checks it realising it’s security letting her know she has a visitor and within seconds there is a loud confident knock at the door of the apartment. She freezes on the spot, heart racing already feeling completely unprepared. Please don’t have another panic attack, please. She walks towards the door nervously, gulping as she opens it, her fake ‘paparazzi’ smile already plastered on her face.

“Hello, you must be Taylor” a woman that looks to be in her mid forties but is probably older greets the singer with a very professional, confident smile, hand outstretched. Taylor doesn’t respond, and instead awkwardly accepts the handshake as if she has forgotten that she can still talk.

“I’m Addison Walker. May I come in?” The doctor asks politely. Taylor can feel the woman analyzing her and it’s making her even more nervous than she was previously.

“I..uh..of course” she replies shyly. What is wrong with me. She thinks to herself, not being known to be anything but overly polite and gracious towards people.

“Great, thank you”

Taylor steps back as the doctor walks into her apartment (she’s glad that it’s tidy thanks to Karlie) and automatically begins picking at her nails as she guides them both towards her living room, slowly and cautiously, feeling the woman’s eyes on the back of her head. I wonder what she’s thinking.

“Can I..can I get you anything?” She asks. suddenly remembering her manners as she shows the professional where to sit.

“No thank you Taylor, I am fine for just now” she responds as she opens up her bag and pulls out a notepad and pen. Taylor doesn’t feel comfortable at all and she shifts on her seat. I need Karlie. When will she be home? She wonders staring at the clock.

The doctor watches her intently, knowing that Taylor probably isn’t aware of how many nervous ticks she has and how obvious her anxiety is.

“So…Taylor. Where would you like to begin? I understand that you wanted some advice on how to deal with some anxiety issues you’ve been having” Addison says slowly, watching the singers reaction as she quickly scribbles down a few notes. This makes Taylor uncomfortable, reminding her of a journalist or reporter, asking her personal questions in an interview, trying to decipher her life. She doesn’t respond.

“Why don’t you start with telling me about your family -just the basics so I can get to know you. Mom, Dad, siblings?” The doctor continues, aware of Taylor’s nerves.

“I, yeah. Mom, Dad and my brother, Austin”

“That’s great, do you see them often, are you all close?”

“I talk to my parents most days, we are a really close family. My brother and I have a pretty good relationship. He’s protective, we have a similar sense of humour. I travel to Nashville often so I see them quite a lot..and we go on trips together and stuff”

“Good, that’s nice. So they live in Nashville. Do you miss being away from them even if you still talk and see them often?”

“I guess…I’m sort of used to it with work and stuff. I miss not having them in the same city as me, knowing that they are close by even if I don’t see them” Taylor is starting to warm up, despite all her issues, once she starts and gets comfortable enough talking, she can’t really stop.

“I imagine that’s difficult at times. Does having them around make you feel more at ease?”

Taylor knows what she is getting at. “Yeah I mean, I can trust them entirely. So that’s a nice feeling I guess, knowing I can talk to them about anything and that they’re supportive and honest with me”

“Do you feel like you struggle to trust people?” Addison questions, boldly, not looking up from her notepad as she continues writing.

“Well I…I try to but it’s not easy…with my life being the way it is and the danger of people potentially using me for attention and sorts” Taylor says quietly, squirming a bit again.

“Hm. You mentioned Work earlier, what exactly is it you do?” The doctor asks genuinely. Taylor just stares at her, confused. Is she being serious. Dr Walker laughs lightly.

“I want this to be a clean slate Taylor, an open interpretation. Let’s pretend that I’m not aware of what your line of work is, so I can hear it from your angle. I don’t want you to think that I will judge you at any point or have already formed my own opinion of you”

This makes Taylor feel better, despite knowing that it’s a lie. She likes the idea of someone not have a pre-formed perception of her. Especially since she knows what it will probably be.

“I’m a songwriter”, she says smiling for the first time. “I sing and perform too, and deal with the business of it all. I like all those aspects of my career”

Addison takes note of how proud Taylor sounds when speaking of her job.

“And the aspects you don’t like?”

Taylor sighs and purses her lips. She makes it very obvious she doesn’t want to talk about her feelings towards them. It’s draining for her, the complexity of it all. Luckily Addison is aware of the possibility why and decides that’s probably a topic of conversation for another day. Except she then goes on to ask something much more personal, a question that Taylor fears the most, that nobody but family and close friends get to know the answer to. Especially given her situation- well the truth anyway.

“Okay, we can talk about that another time. How about a relationship? Are you seeing anyone at the moment, a boyfriend, something less serious?”

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Flying

Karlie’s POV

I hate flying. Despite it being a common requirement of my job, it sucks. Being contained in one space for so long with little option of things to do. But today I am especially bored. I stare out the window of my girlfriends private plane in a daze, tuning out the discussion going on next to me. Taylor has decided to spend the duration of our flight to London having some sort of business discussion with her publicist Tree who is sitting across from her, sheets of paper scattered over the small table separating them.

“Yeah I agree…Karls does that date work for you?”

I continue staring out the window in a daze.

“Karlie..are you even listening?”

“Hmm yeah sure” I reply monotonously, totally bored of the whole conversation that has been going on for the past 2 hours.

“Right fine, but don’t you dare pick an argument with me over our schedules later if you aren’t bothering to pay attention” Taylor snaps.

I glare at her and then Tree, as the publicist looks away and clears her throat. I probably shouldn’t be as mad as I feel right now, Taylor was right. There was little we argued about but our busy schedules and time spent apart was definitely one of them. I sigh and turn away, feeling bad for putting Taylor in a mood. Although she was so hot when she was angry. I slip my hand under the table and caress her thigh as a silent apology, she jerks slightly at my touch as I realise how clammy her skin is, how tightly her thighs are pressed together. So that’s why she was so quick to anger. I smirk to myself wondering how long she’s been aroused, probably as infuriated as I am being stuck on a plane with her publicist and parents who are both napping across the aisle. Taylor who’s been talking non-stop begins to falter, shifting in her seat as I stroke my fingers in circles further and further up her thigh. I do love to tease.

Taylor’s POV

I squirm in my seat as I feel my face getting warm, trying desperately to concentrate on Tree running through my finalised schedule for the next few months and not Karlie’s fingers that are currently making their way up my thigh. I’m not the best at hiding my emotions. I gulp as my girlfriends long, slender fingers begin separating my upper thighs, and I comply involuntarily. It’s extremely inappropriate how wet I am right now, my panties must be close to being drenched. Suddenly Karlie strokes me over my underwear and I cover my mouth instantly, coughing to hide my gasp. Tree looks at me inquisitively as I turn to glare at my girlfriend, who is scrolling through her phone with her free hand- a smirk on her face.

“Well I think we’ve covered everything, anything else you want to discuss?”

“I…uh..”

The tips of Karlie’s fingers slip inside my panties and slide teasingly up my slit. I hold back a groan of pleasure.

“No I think I’m ..ugh..good..th-an-ks” I stutter, just managing to get out the words and no more as Karlie teases me beneath the table. I can almost hear her snort, enjoying the state she has put me in.

“Okay great, I’ll go get this typed up. You should maybe go have a lie down Taylor you look tired” Tree states as she goes to stand from her seat. Karlie quickly removes her fingers from me- I almost squeak from the loss of contact, my mind completely clouded.

“Yeah babe, you maybe should” Karlie pipes up, her signature smile spread across her face.

Tree walks away suspiciously as I side eye Karlie. I can’t decide if I’m mad at her or want her to fuck me right this second. I decide it’s a bit of both. I watch her as she glances to make sure nobody is looking, lifting her moist fingers to her mouth and sucking them clean, all whilst keeping intense eye contact with me. Oh my god.

Karlie’s POV

Watching Taylor stare at me, mouth wide open as I suck her wetness off my fingers is so hot.

I lean over, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear whispering “want a taste baby?” As I stroke the tips of my fingers over her lips. I can tell she just about loses it there and then.

“Bedroom now” she mouths, standing quickly and rushing off without me to the back room of the plane where there is a small double bed. I can’t even hide my contentment as I follow her, our intentions would be quite conspicuous for anyone paying attention. Which luckily they weren’t. We certainly weren’t new members of the mile high club but there wasn’t usually an audience.

Taylor almost slams the door closed as I walk into the small airplane bedroom. She pushes me as I fall back onto the bed and quickly pulls off her t-shirt, pants and underwear within seconds before straddling my waist.

“What exactly do you think you were doing back there?” She growls, her hand loosely on my throat.

Wow, I love her when she’s mad.

“What me? I didn’t do anything”

Taylor leans down, sucking hard on my neck as I try to hold back a moan, glad I don’t have any important photoshoots coming up. She unbuttons my shirt as she starts kissing down my chest, thumb rubbing my nipple over my bra. I can hear my own loud breathing as she reaches my stomach and starts unbuttoning my pants. Her eyes shoot up to glare at me as she removes her mouth and pulls them down along with my panties and quickly bites the inside of my thigh as I gasp loudly.

“Be quiet”

Her voice is so harsh and sexy, I thrust my hips up, craving contact as she separates my legs wider before diving into my centre with her tongue.

I bite my lip hard, grabbing onto the sheets, desperately trying to keep quiet as I feel my girlfriends lips and tongue roughly attack my soaking wet pussy. My eyes roll back and I inhale deeply as I feel two fingers slip inside me hard. Taylor is definitely in no mood to be gentle or tease. She fucks me with her fingers, the tips hitting my sweet spot as her lips suck my hardened clit. It feels so good I can barely function enough to keep it together.

“Oh baby, I’m so close already..harder” I whisper as quietly as I can, the thought of being caught turning me on even more. Taylor’s fingers are now thrusting inside of me hard and fast, hitting the back of my walls with such an intense force as I tighten around them. I’m on the edge as I squirm around the bed, hips thrusting upwards for more friction;Taylor’s hands holding my hips in place so forcefully I’m bound to bruise. I pant quietly, mind clouded but at that moment Taylor moans in her own pleasure, the vibrations pushing me over the edge as my upper body jerks forward, being thrown into a powerful orgasm as I moan and curse loudly. Taylor jumps up covering my mouth with hers roughly to quiet me, as her fingers continue to guide me through my high. I fall back onto the bed, my chest heaving as Taylor watches me from above, eyes glistening with amusement. She runs her hand over my face and jaw, squeezing tightly.

“Don’t fucking ever do that to me in public again” Taylor says darkly as she pulls her fingers out of my pussy and into her mouth, sucking slowly.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t love every second” I giggle, still out of breath.

“I may forgive you if you finish what you started back there..” she smirks as she crawls up my body, positioning her hips above my face and lowering herself until my tongue meets her clit. She is so wet at this point, I can feel her juices drip down my neck. Her head is thrown back in ecstasy as her fingers tighten around the headboard of the bed.

I spend the next hour of our plane journey making up for my behaviour - she definitely isn’t mad anymore. Her parents on the other side of the door might be though. But it’s worth it.

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Jealousy

Taylor loved throwing parties. She loved the chaos of it all, organising the food and drink, the entertainment, setting up the house, she had always been like that. Her girlfriend Karlie however, was not and spent the entire time that Taylor was trying to set up, lying on the couch, playing a game on her phone, much to the singers frustration.

“Yeah can you place that over in the corner please” Taylor asked one of her assistants as she walked past the couch Karlie was lying on, leaning down to her in annoyance.

“Seriously, you haven’t done a single thing to help me prepare for tonight. Everyone will be here in an hour and you are still laying there playing that stupid game. I’m honestly sick of it Karlie”

The model didn’t even respond, she just rolled her eyes before hesitantly getting up. Taylor hadn’t even asked her if she was okay about this party being thrown in their home but as always it was her fault for not being helpful. It’s a good job I love her. She thought to herself as she grudgingly stomped upstairs to get changed.

By the time Karlie returned, a few guests had already arrived and Taylor was being the ultimate host as always, fussing over them and chatting non-stop. The model turned away from them with an eye-roll and headed for the make-shift bar where they had hired a few bartenders. She started off with two shots of vodka. Well if I have to endure this I might as well make the most of it.

“Hey, do you mind if I join you?” A tall, tanned, brunette woman asks, pulling Karlie out of her drunken daze. The party is in full swing at this point. Taylor buzzing about ensuring she greets everyone. Probably fuming with anger that her partner hasn’t bothered to join her.

“Uhm yeah sure” the model responds uninterested, sipping from her scotch as the woman sits next to her and starts babbling away about something that Karlie is not remotely concerned about. She continues eyeing Taylor from the other side of the room. As much as she hates and moans all of this she loves to watch her girlfriend do her thing but suddenly Taylor is watching her intently and it takes her a second to realise that it’s because she is sitting with another woman. Smirking she has an idea that causes her to become much more interested in this, she can’t deny Gorgeous, woman in front of her. She doesn’t even know who she is and doubts Taylor does either given the amount of people she has invited.

She soon begins an eager conversation with the woman, bantering back and forth over small talk, glancing up at Taylor every now and then who seems to be much less interested in paying attention to her guests now. Eyes firmly on the stranger who now holds all of her girlfriends attention. This seems to go on for some time, Taylor slowly making her way closer to the bar Karlie is sat at, trying not to be obvious as she mingles.

“Yeah so I’m super happy with the way they turned out, I didn’t want to be over the top with them y'know but they still feel real, or so I’ve been told - feel them!” The brunette asks, having been speaking about her breast implants for the last ten minutes, it taking all of Karlie’s strength to continue the conversation. She’s not into all that girly talk. But realises that actually touching the woman’s boobs might be a step too far for that her little game she’s playing.

“ Honestly I believe you!” She chuckles falsely “they look great though” she replies. The brunette Tsks and grabs Karlie’s palm, placing it firmly on her breast and guiding her to rub. The model gasps in shock, slowly taking a chance at looking up to where Taylor is standing and immediately wishing she hadn’t. Pure rage emitting from blue eyes is all she sees.

Taylor storms over to her girlfriend. Her blood boiling, never quite having felt the way she does right now, having already been angry with the model.

“Hello” the singer snarls, watching as Karlie cautiously removes her hand from the brunettes grip and places it onto her lap. She is aware of how red her face must be now, being put in such an awkward position but doesn’t say a thing. Taylor is mad.

“Wow you’re Taylor Swift!” the woman gawks staring up at her.

“HAH funny that, given that it’s my house you’re in”

Oh my god someone save me. Karlie thinks to herself, the girl doesn’t seem to realise that Taylor isn’t being friendly towards her. She must be someone’s plus one if neither of us know her.

“Oh yeah, how silly of me, th-” the girl laughs before being cut off by the singer, who seems to be getting angrier by the minute.

“Karlie a word..upstairs please” she turns, ignoring the brunette now, eyes ice cold.

“Well I..”

“NOW”

Karlie is shocked into silence even if she did have a reply. Taylor rarely acted this way even in private, never mind in front of so many people, and at this point she was genuinely terrified for the yelling that awaits her upstairs as she quickly moves off the bar stool towards the hall.

She sits on the edge of the couples bed once upstairs and within seconds Taylor follows, slamming and locking the door behind her.

“Baby I…”

“I’d just be quiet if I were you”

Karlie is silenced again. Dark blue eyes piercing into hers as she gulps. Taylor begins seductively walking towards her and the model is confused for a moment before she realises what her girlfriends anger has evolved into. Pure, sexual jealousy. Oh my godddd.

The singer turns her back on Karlie.

“Unzip me” she commands as her girlfriends shaky hands cautiously unzip her dress. It pools at the singers feet as arousal pools in Karlie’s underwear at the sight of Taylor in the sexiest bra and panties she has ever seen. The singer roughly climbs on top of her girlfriend pushing her down as she straddles her hips, her black stiletto heels pressing into the bed. She grabs hold of Karlie’s hand and places them firmly against her breasts over the material of her bra.

“Did hers feel as good as mine? Did you think about how good her nipples would feel under your tongue? About how nice it would be to take her upstairs and fuck her?” The older woman growls as she unclasps her bra. Karlie just stares up at her in bewilderment, not quite sure how she should react.

“Answer me!”

“I-oh my god-no Taylor..I would never..”

The singer grabs her hands away and pins them above Karlie’s head.

“No touching” she whispers seductively, before attacking the models neck with her tongue and teeth, leaving the girl breathless under her.

Taylor wastes no time, feeling unbelievably turned on, the anger pulsing through her fuelling her need to fuck Karlie senseless. She moves down and roughly pushes the models pants down along with her panties and slaps lightly at her now soaking wet pussy with her palm.

Karlie is gasping and squirming under her in both delight and slight fear. She has never seen her girl react like this before, not ever. Taylor quickly removes the remainder of Karlie’s clothing before grabbing her hips and flipping her over effortlessly as she slaps her ass from behind as the taller girl clasps at the bedsheets, on all fours, shocked at both the pain and pleasure. Taylor gives her another two quick, hard spanks before thrusting two fingers into her centre from behind.

“You’re mine and only I get to make you feel this way” she growls, fucking her hard, twisting and curling her fingers as deep inside her girlfriend as she can.

“Oh m-my god baby..yes I’m yours! Harder!” Karlie squeals, unable to process the pleasure building deep in her stomach as Taylor thrusts into her harder from behind, lightly slapping her ass. She then removes her fingers and bends down, licking up and down her dripping centre before thrusting her tongue into Karlie from behind, her finger snaking round and rubbing her clit.

Karlie’s moans become louder, struggling to breathe as she moves her hips against both Taylor’s mouth and fingers.

“Oh my god I’m so close…fuck”

“Not yet” Taylor responds, as she pulls away, her breathing is now heavy too, unable to cope with her own pleasure she is experiencing from this, her panties are most definitely ruined as she pulls them down to her knees, guiding Karlie onto her back as she aligns their hips and goes crazy humping and grinding into her, the models legs wrapping round her waist as she gets fucked. The couple are now breathing and moaning heavily against one another, holding on tight as their wet pussies pound together, clits bumping as pleasure shoots through them.

“C-cum for me baby” Taylor gasps, realising she is also on the verge of her climax and that’s all it takes for Karlie before she screams the singers name, Taylor reaching her high seconds later, biting down on the models neck to prevent her from being too loud. They did have a lot of guests after all. Hopefully the music would be high enough.

“Uhhhhh” they both moan, coming to the end of their climax, centres still lightly grinding against each other as Taylor collapses on top of the model, sweat covering them both, chests heaving.

“Oh my god that was amazing” Karlie breathes, eyes still closed. “I can’t believe how jealous you were, maybe I need to do that more often”

Taylor takes a second to catch her breath, “If you think I’ve forgotten about that just because it provided me with means for an orgasm you are wrong. I’m still livid and no you most certainly won’t be doing anything of the sort” she replies, tone hard as Karlie stares at her sheepishly.

“ I’m also blaming you for the fact I have no idea how to show face downstairs looking like this and after making such noise”

Karlie doesn’t even care about the trouble she’ll be in later. It was well worth it.

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