Hi all, first time writer here, so please be kind :)
I've been reading for a long time, so I decided to try my hand at some Smut, hopefully it's not too painful a read.
Italics are to differentiate between the videos and real time.
Hope you all enjoy :)
Midnight Movies
Her apartment was almost empty, everything in its box, each boxed labeled and ready for the movers in the morning.
Furniture had been sold, given to Habitat for Humanity, or simply dumped if it was no longer good. All that was left in the apartment was a sofa and double bed that had been included in her "part-furnished" lease.
Callie sighed as she looked around the apartment; this was it, her last night in Seattle. Sofia was spending her last night with her other Mother.
Penny had gone to New York soon after the custody trial ended, the couple deciding that Penny would get them set up there, while both silently knowing it would more than likely be a long distance relationship as Callie could never leave her daughter. Callie then had an "extended stay" at Merediths as she couldn't stand the loneliness of losing custody of Sofia and her girlfriend moving across the county without her.
Until suddenly her ex-wife was at Merediths front door handing over their daughter and one-way tickets to New York.
Her ex-wife.
Arizona.
Arizona was the most kind hearted, thoughtful, selfless, person she had ever known. You'd have to be to purposely give up your right to full custody of your child! Callie knew the gesture was likely more for Sofias benefit than hers, but Arizona was right, they all deserved to be happy.
Arizona was also the most stubborn, blood boiling-ly infuriating person she had ever known. Callie liked to tell herself there were good reasons for their divorce- the incessant arguing being high on that list, but it wasn't lost on her that her own stubbornness contributed largely to the problem.
Arizona.
Callie sighed again as her gaze landed on a final box that hadn't been packed up. No, this box had yet to be unpacked. Infact it hadn't been unpacked since Callie had moved into this apartment after the sale of her and Arizonas former home. And Callie's final task of the evening was to check through its contents to make sure she didn't leave behind any valuable memories.
Sifting through the box, all she found was old mail, and junk she thought she might need one day but hadn't even looked at in over two years. But just as she was about to close the box and mark it for trash, her fingers came across a device.
An old IPhone 5 she hadn't even realised she'd kept.
She remembered that phone. She'd upgraded to a newer model when her marriage had ended; out with the old and all that, but she couldn't remember for the life of her why she'd kept it. Perhaps there was no reason, perhaps it had been thrown in a box in her haste to pack up her old life.
Smiling, Callie remembered there was likely pictures of Sofia on that phone from when she was a toddler, pictures that had been long forgotten or that she'd thought were lost for good.
Taking the phone into her practically empty bedroom, Callie put it on the charger, hoping it would work, and left it while she took a shower and changed into a comfortable T-shirt and shorts for her final night in her Seattle apartment.
...
Climbing into bed and switching off her bedside lamp, Callie lifted the old phone, happy to see that it still worked perfectly fine and had somehow managed to retain a decent amount of charge. She smiled as she opened up the photo gallery, but her smile soon dropped and her heart started to beat faster as her eyes fell upon the password protected folder.
Do not open that folder.
Callie knew what was in that folder. She could not open that folder.
Opening the others, Callie attempted to fight away thoughts of that locked folder, but all the pictures she found were ones she already had, ones she'd obviously had the sense to transfer when she changed her phone.
Shaking her head, Callie threw the phone down on the bed next to her.
She cannot open that folder!
She had no right to open that folder!
She had no right to view her ex-wife like that anymore!
Nor would her girlfriend appreciate her doing so!
So why was the illuminated screen of the phone taunting her in the dark to pick it back up again?
With a shaky hand, Callie reached out and picked it up.
Her finger tapped on the locked folder, and as she punched in the passcode, she hated herself a little at the fact that she could still remember it.
The date that Arizona first kissed her in a dirty bar bathroom.
How could she ever forget that date?
She grimaced as the folder unlocked and the screen lit up with picture after picture, video after video.
Callie had always had an exhibitionist side, and Arizona had been all too happy to indulge her.
She knew this was wrong.
So very wrong.
But that didn't stop her from turning the volume up and scrolling to find her favourites.
The fact that she still had favourites and that she knew exactly where they were was wrong enough in it itself.
She felt a pulsing between her legs as she opened the first video with trepidation.
There, in a darkened room, with only the light from the phone camera illumining her, was Arizona, smirking up at Callie from between her legs, her dazzling blue eyes darkened with lust, sparking into the camera.
Callie watched as her hand came to tangle in a mess of blonde hair.
She'd love to say these were captured moments of intimate love making, but who was she kidding!
Yes, they made love often, but these were recordings of hot, sexy, downright filth...
"Fuck Calliope you're so wet for me…" came the husky, lust filled voice of her ex wife, her fingers moving between Callie's folds as Callie angled the camera directly onto the blonde.
"I need your tongue on me Arizona, please…" Callie heard herself pant, her hips bucking searching for that much needed friction, before Arizona smirked into the camera again and dipped her head, taking a long lick of Callie's soaking wet pussy.
"I want your come in my mouth baby…"
"Fuckkk!" Callie groaned, shutting the video down as she felt the pulsating between her legs intensify and the moisture start to gather there.
She shouldn't feel like this.
These videos shouldn't have this effect on her anymore!
But she didn't stop.
No.
Next she tapped on a photo, and on the screen was Arizona in all her beautiful naked glory.
Well almost naked.
She was laying on their bedsheets, the cornflower blue a stunning contrast against her creamy skin, but matching her striking blue eyes perfectly. Her curly blonde hair was splayed across the pillows like an angelic halo in an otherwise devilish situation. Her strawberry red nipples hard, and Callie could remember that when she had taken this photo all she wanted to do was wrap her lips around a tight red bud.
But the most delicious part of the photo… the red, lace, thong that Arizona was pulling down just slightly with her thumb. Just enough that Callie had a teasing view of her glistening wet slit.
Her residual limb was covered by the bedsheet, and in hindsight Callie should have known this was a sign that the blonde wasn't doing as well as she claimed to be. But at the time this was huge progress, and regardless of all that, Callie couldn't deny that Arizona was just so unbelievably sexy!
Closing her eyes, Callie took a deep breath. God, Arizona had the perfect pussy.
Smooth. Tight. Always obscenely wet.
Not to mention that she tasted fucking heavenly.
And before Callie could really comprehend what she was doing, she was slipping her hand beneath the waistband of her shorts.
As she ran her fingers along her slit, gathering her own juices, Callie began to imagine the dirty things that had happened after that picture had been taken.
But then she remembered she didn't need to just imagine.
Opening another video, this time callie saw a closeup view of her ex wife's pretty little snatch, making her almost come right there when her finger bushed against her own clit.
"I want you to record me eating your pussy, baby." She whispered, before the camera moved as she handed the phone to Arizona, who angled it down towards Callie.
Then Callie watched as she wrapped her lips around the blondes pulsing clit, licking and sucking as Arizonas moans of pleasure got louder and louder.
Callie's fingers continued rubbing, bringing herself closer to the edge. But this video wasn't enough. No, she had a favourite that she knew she had to come to.
Continuing to rub her clit with one hand, she closed the current video and scrolled with the other until she found what she was looking for.
The video opened, once again in their dark bedroom with only the camera light illuminating the room.
Arizona was straddling her thigh's with her fingers wrapped around their purple dildo, the straps of which Callie could see on her own hips.
"You gonna make it nice and wet baby?..." Callie whispered, tangling her fingers in Arizonas hair, pushing her head down slightly.
Arizona smirked, tucking a strand of straight blonde hair behind her ear, before she bent forward and took the purple silicone into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as Callie moaned.
"Mmm yeah Arizona, just like that baby girl…"
Releasing the dildo from her mouth, Arizona rubbed the wetness up and down with her hand before raising up onto her knees and rubbing the silicone cock through her wet slit.
Callie zoomed the camera in and captured the moment where Arizona slid down onto the dildo, her pussy taking every single bit of it.
Callie rubbed her clit faster and faster as the listened to the combined cries of pleasure coming from the phone.
She watched as Arizona began to ride the dildo, the purple silicone sliding in and out of her soaking wet cunt, the toy completely drenched every time it re-emerged.
Callie's thighs began to tremble as she felt herself near her climax. The cries of pleasure in the video were now joined by the wet sounds of Arizonas pussy being filled.
Then the camera zoomed out again to show the blonde with one hand running through her hair, the other pinching a hard nipple, while she continued to ride Callie hard and fast.
"Mmm, I love when you fuck me, Calliope."
Callie was so lost in pleasure, just the same as her ex wife was in the video, then she heard Arizonas voice again on camera.
"Fuck Callie I'm so close, you're gonna make me come so hard baby!"
Then before she knew it Arizona was screaming, and her own body was tensing, her pussy clenching as she came as hard as Arizona had.
Callie flopped lifeless on her bed as the video ended, the phone dropping beside her.
She had never smoked a day in her life, but after coming that hard she sure could go for a cigarette right now. And she knew where she could find one, she had no doubt there was a pack stashed away in the glove compartment of Arizonas car. But she wasn't with Arizona anymore, nothing of Arizonas was hers to take. All she had left of her were the videos on a years old iPhone.
And with that thought, she was suddenly broken from her lust induced haze.
What the fuck had she just done?
Nothing of Arizonas was hers to take. And that included images of her naked and in the throes of passion. Even though those images lived rent free in her memories, it still felt so wrong to use those videos in the way she just had.
She felt like she'd somehow violated her ex wife.
Like she'd somehow betrayed her girlfriend.
Her lovely girlfriend who, despite enjoying a pleasant sex life, she could never imagine making such videos with!
And that was a thought she couldn't even begin to start unpacking right now.
Sitting up, Callie ran her fingers through her hair, trying to calm her thoughts.
This was so fucking wrong.
What the fuck had she just fucking done?