sarah paulson character smut one shots

Linda Tripp- How Big? Pt.2

TW: smut, g!p,

Upon taking the last step and entering the livingroom, you see Linda through the doorway in the kitchen, now in a white sweater and pajama pants, as well as brown slippers. She stood over the stove, whisking hot chocolate in a pot, and popcorn in a pan next to it. Allison sat in front of the TV stand, trying to find the tape of the movie in the cabinet. You slowly go to lean against the frame that led to the kitchen and watched as Allison searched with your back turned to Linda.

As Linda turned from the stove to bring the popcorn to go into a large bowl, she spots your figure hung on the wall. Her eyes shamelessly traveled down your legs, your revealing shorts and cute curls. Your head slightly turns, spotting her stare, making her break the contact. Getting shy, you went and sat on the couch, still in view of the blonde. She looks up, seeing you gone from the door and she starts to bring the mugs of hot chocolate and bowl of popcorn with M&Ms to the living room on a tray. She gently smiles at you as she sets it down, eyeing your outfit once again. You were sat on the very end of the couch, leaning on the arm rest with your legs pulled up.

Linda took pride in dropping into the spot right next to you. You smiled warmly. Allison's back was turned as she still sat in front of the TV, rewinding it. You feel a tug at your shorts making you jump and make eye contact with Linda. She hums, admiring the fabric and it's skimpiness on your body. She runs a hand over your bare thigh before Allison gets to the couch, sitting beside her mom. Linda spreads three blankets over all of you.

The movie begins and you feel Linda slowly getting closer to you as the movie continues. Her body then stopped but her arm continued. You feel her hand on your thigh once again, making you smirk. Every time she placed it there, it sent waves of pleasure through your center that made you go weak. She draws gentle circles with her fingers on your skin, only reminding you how wonderful her fingers felt on your now needy, wet core.

She feels you slightly buck your hips towards her fingers, shaking, making her pull away completely. You look down in frustration but look to her with mischief. She had her eyes fixed on the TV, not showing any sign of suspicion. You inched your hand closer to her lap, finally touching her own leg, making her eyes dart to the side. Her lip quivering as you move your hand up, eyes fixed on the screen as well. You wanted to show her two could play at her own game.

Once your hand got a little higher, you go to cup her pussy as well but feel something else... looking into her eyes, all you saw was fear. Your cheeks go red with embarrassment, feeling bad for making her uncomfortable. You felt something hard resting on her lap when you tried to find a more comfortable position. You fully take your hand away, regretting even touching her. The last thing you wanted was to make her scared or uncomfortable. You curled into a ball, moving all the way to the end of the couch, placing your head on your knees, suddenly feeling sick.

You felt Linda's eyes on you over and over again. She felt bad as well as afraid she scared you off.  That was until you feel her hand meet yours again under the blanket.

You make eye contact with her as she slowly wraps her fingers around your wrist and making you extend your arm, back to her lap. She drops your hand right below her stomach and that's when you really feel it. You look her in the eyes innocently as you squeeze her length, making her bite her lip. Still nervous, you didn't move your hand much. Impatient to showing how large she was, letting you know she had full capability of destroying you, she lifts the waistline of her pants and her boxers, letting you slip your hand in. You reach her base and glide your fingers all the way up her cock, feeling it's immense length. Your mouth drops open once you wrap your hand around it, feeling it's girth as well. You look her in the eyes with lust. She reflected the same. She smirks and pulls your hand away, leaving your body contact completely.