Disclaimer: teen wolf does not belong to me in any way, shape or form. Sorry guys, been concentrating on my main fic and the rewrite of I'm no werewolf so this has taken a back seat, but was in the mood to write some smut as I want some uncomplicated stiles and Kayla moments hahaha
If enough people are interested and still enjoy it and review then I will try and continue it and update more often for you all :)
He honestly couldn't keep his eyes off her which was becoming a bit of a problem considering he was driving. Or trying to.
He was sure she had noticed his complete lack of attention on the road as he swerved across the middle of the road a few times, speeding up and slowing down more erratically than normal.
In his defence, she looked absolutely smoking hot. Dressed in this cute little white floral sun dress that floated around the middle of her thighs, cinched in at the waist with a deep sweetheart neckline that showed off the natural swell of her breasts. The thin straps wrapped around her shoulders and criss crossed behind to show off her bare back.
God, there was just something about seeing her in dresses that made him want to bend her over and destroy her - lovingly, of course.
It didn't help that the white made her look so sweet and innocent, like she could do no wrong. As if she was a symbol of purity and sincerity.
He swallowed thickly, his hands tightening around the steering wheel as he shifted in his seat, trying to get his mind - and boner - under control.
"Uh, Stiles?" she called out softly, turning her gaze from the view out the passenger side window to smile at him, the perfect picture of sweetness, "if you want to fuck me, all you have to do is say so"
"Heh... that obvious huh?" he chuckled, shifting in his seat yet again at the tightness in his black jeans.
The natural pout of her lips was slightly parted as she cocked an eyebrow down at his crotch.
"Well, unless you got a lightsaber in your pants, then yeah..." she smirked, "kinda obvious"
He flushed red, body pumping wildly with out of control hormones as he peaked at her from the corner of his eye, gaze sweeping across her bare thighs that he just wanted to grab and squeeze as he held them above her head, pinning her down as he split her open.
Shit. No Stiles. Enough. Concentrate on the god damn road.
He shook his head, refocusing on the road but he heard her giggle, clearly very amused by his sexual torment.
"Is it the dress?" she asked, "you do love me in dresses. Easy access... right?"
His mouth went dry, all those filthy images swarming his head again, unable to imagine anything else but himself deep inside her.
"It's a pretty dress" he agreed, his voice cracking as he sent her a wide eyed glance, "you look... so fucking good..."
She bit her lip, her thighs pressing tighter together as she found herself unwinding at his words. His clear need for her rubbing off on her.
"Want to know something else?" her voice purred, barely audible as she slyly lifted the hem of her dress to show off a skimpy pair of white underwear just barely covering her core, the tips of her fingers slowly playing with the material, "I'm wearing matching panties too"
The glutteral groan that escaped his throat was barely human, his desperate eyes flicking from the road to her body, his boner becoming so uncomfortably huge it ached painfully in the constraints of his jeans.
"Oh sweet Mother Mary of Jesus..."
She smirked, deliberately opening her legs a little wider to show them off, running the pads of her fingers flush against the soft cotton.
"Mmmm... keep driving until you find a cute little spot to park up in. I want a good view when you fuck me senseless"
Honestly, he didn't need told twice.
The first rest stop he came across he would definitely fuck her in.
His foot inched down on the accelerator a little harder, the speedometer pushing 60 as she leaned over, unbuckling his jeans swiftly and tugging the zipper down.
"Uh Kaylz... what are you-oh"
He cut himself off with a glutteral gasp, his vision blackening for a split second as she grabbed his cock to free it from the confines of his jeans, her grip tight and domineering but pleasurable none the less.
"You know I can't resist your dick" she smirked, "especially when it gets so fucking big for me"
It was true and nearly bordering on embarrassing how quick he was to react to her, his cock having a mind of its own.
He shuddered out a few breaths, his grip tightening on the wheel as she eagerly dragged her hand up and down his cock, her wrist twisting to get a smooth motion going.
"Eyes on the road Stiles" she reminded him with a smirk, his gaze dropping to watch her hand perform magic, "if we die, you don't get to cum"
With great difficulty he moved his eyes back to the road, every inch of him drowning in pleasure as she stroked him, his cock bulging in her dainty hand, her grip unable to wrap all the way around.
"That feel good baby?" she purred, sliding along the seats closer to him, her hot breath tickling his cheek, "you like that?"
He was forgetting to breathe, his vision tunnelling as he got a little dizzy, unable to do anything but nod.
He could feel her playful gaze on him, moving her hand so agonisingly slowly along him he was left desperate for more, bucking his hips up a little to make more contact.
"Relax" she murmured, loosening her grip a little as she rubbed his cock, "we've got plenty time..."
He knew that but he needed her. He needed her hands, her mouth, her pussy... he needed her body, every inch of her wrapped around him. Intense need like no other raced through his body, a man with only one purpose: to be buried so deep inside her, she would be left questioning her sanity.
His cock, standing flush and straight up, quivered and twitched in her grip, desperate to be plunged inside her.
It seemed she could read his mind because she dipped down, tightening her grip as she twisted her tongue along the head of his cock causing him to jump.
Fuck...
Holy hell...
She was playful and teasing, circling her tongue around him, her hot breath tickling his cock before peppering small loving kisses along his length.
"I love tasting you" she whispered, dipping down further, "I love making you feel good"
Good was a fucking understatement.
He raised his hand, softly resting it on the back of her head to stroke her hair, a gentle encouragement to keep going.
He was struggling with multi tasking, trying to keep the jeep in his own god damn lane but he was swerving across the white line and was just lucky there was no cars coming.
She must know he was acting erratic, getting some kind of thrill from it because she licked her way back up his cock, leaving a trail of salivia in her wake before wrapping her perfect plump lips around the tip of his cock and began to suck.
Just the tip.
His gasp of surprise and overwhelming pleasure turned into a loud groan that tore its way from his throat, his hand indistinctively tightening around a fistful of her hair, tugging it at the root.
Her mouth, warm and wet, pulsated and tightened around him, circling around the tip as her tongue flicked across his slit, drawing playful patterns along the soft flesh.
His entire body was quivering, the immense amount of self restraint it was causing him not to bust in her mouth was unmatched.
His dominant hand tightened on the wheel, the other gripping her hair - a silent praise to keep going and, hopefully, never stop. Lightly bucking his hips up to rub his cock along her lips, desperate to just push it in just another inch but she smirked, reaching out to press his thigh down.
"Patience, Stiles" she murmured, keeping his tip against her mouth as she smiled widely, "let me have my fun"
He forced his eyes open, flitting his gaze between the seemingly endless road and the sight of her splayed across the seats, her head positioned perfectly above his crotch, his breathing quick and erratic.
She could have all the fun she wanted with him, he would never say no.
She continued slowly, lazily sucking on the head of his cock till his whole body tingled and spasmed, nearly blacking out behind the wheel.
This intense need burned inside him, building to unimaginable heights until he was sure it would become too much, the thought of choking her with his cock and cumming down her pretty, tight little throat making his stomach clench.
He gasped, using the fistful of her hair to suddenly yank her back, her mouth detaching from him with a wet pop as he gasped back mouthfuls of air, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.
"S-Stop" he stuttered, blinking rapidly to focus on the road, casting her a quick and helpless sideways glance, "before I... before I...-"
"What?" she asked softly, the perfect picture of innocence as she smiled knowingly, an angel sent from heaven itself, "fill my throat with your cum?"
A small growl escaped his throat, jerking the wheel sideways to pull into a small rest stop, unable to have the patience to look for someplace better or with more privacy, his cock feeling like it was going to explode.
He grabbed her arm, pulling her effortlessly onto his lap, their bodies cramped together as the wheel dug into her back but she didn't seem to mind, her smirk telling him he was doing exactly what she wanted.
Yup - she totally orchestrated this whole thing so he would be so desperate for her, he would start acting unhinged and uncontrollable. Well, lucky for her she was getting exactly what she wanted.
He reached up under her dress, grabbing at the flimsy cotton of her underwear and tore it from her body, the material ripping from the seams. She started giggling, delighted with his actions as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her forward, sliding her across his lap and directly above his erect cock.
Her giggle dissolved into a gasp, grinding down against the length of his cock, gently rocking her hips backwards and forwards but he wanted more, yearning to have every inch of himself buried deep inside her, wanting nothing more in that moment in time.
He lifted her up, feeling feral at the sound of her squeal as he jerked his hips slightly to position himself then pulled her straight down on top of him, having no mercy.
He was sure he blacked out for a second, having to hold her still as he basked in the overwhelming feel of her around him - unbelievably tight and warm, his cock feeling as if it was being squeezed and stuffed into something too tiny for him. He needed a few seconds to calm down, relax, and let himself concentrate on not busting right then and there.
She was panting hard, her nails digging into his shoulders as she got used to his size, feeling her literally stretch around him. Both still and enjoying the heavenly bliss it caused.
His arms slowly came to wrap around her waist, tugging her closer, the gentle heat of her skin encasing his own body.
"God, I fucking love you" he whispered, tilting his head back slightly so she could lean down and rest her forehead on his, both just gazing into each others eyes, "so Damn much"
Her long free hair tumbled down around her, obscuring and darkening his vision, but he was still able to see her eyes crinkle as she smiled, nothing but complete adoration and devotion shining through her gaze.
"Prove it" she challenged playfully, her hands drifting from cupping his shoulders to pressing against his neck, "show me"
His nimble fingers slid upwards into her hair, cupping her head and pulling her down into a gentle kiss, their lips moulding together perfectly. A deep resounding sigh escaping his mouth, his entire soul being set of fire with just one touch.
Her body was beginning to shake atop his, her thighs tightening around his hips as he allowed the palms of his hands to dance down her body and highlight every delicious curve before slipping them under her dress and grabbing tightly at her thighs.
She broke the kiss with a gasp and a jump, the small movement jerking his cock inside her and making his nails bury themselves deeper, indenting into her perfect skin. Marking her in the most pleasurable way possible.
He kept looking up at her, watching her reaction with fascinated eyes as he moved his hands upwards until they were curled around her bare hips, slowly beginning to rock her.
She melted in his arms, letting out a heavenly moan as she submitted to him and his needs, trusting everything about him as he gently shifted her body backwards and forwards to a soft steady rhythm.
He could feel the rush of wetness beginning to soak him, that beautiful warm pussy clenching his cock in a tight unrelenting grip. Her clit aimed perfectly to rub against the hilt of his cock and cause fireworks to explode through her body.
He knew this grinding - this beautiful pace of rubbing - made her unravel. Everything beginning to tighten and twitch, unable to keep her body still as she floundered in his arms, pushing down against his crotch desperately for that friction she oh so craved. He was more than happy to oblige, sitting there as she circled his cock inside her and ground down on him, creamy cum leaking and dripping from her pussy and sticking to his balls.
If let himself, he could cum like this. Just this one movement alone would be enough to send him catapulting headfirst into bliss but he focused on holding it back, keeping in control as she let out a strangled gasp and came around his cock.
Despite her exhausted body stilling, she was quivering in pleasure, completely lax against him as he held her, stroking her back lovingly. Urging her to calm her breathing and relax.
"It's okay" he whispered, "just relax baby... I got you. I got you. Just breathe"
He could feel her heart thundering against his chest, trying its damnest to break free.
"Relax... good girl" he praised, "good girl. What a beautiful mess you made"
His cock that was carelessly freed from the confines of his pants was dripping, her cum soaking the material of his jeans but he didn't care. The bigger the mess, the more he knew he did something right.
She chuckled tiredly, peeling her head off his shoulder to look at him.
"I can't help it..." she mumbled, "your cock just feels too fucking good"
"Well that pussy feels too fucking good" he smirked, "do you know how hard I had to stop myself from blowing my load? I'll give you a hint - hard"
Her grin was electrifying, brightening his entire world as she giggled.
"Don't stop" she smiled, "I want every inch of your cock slamming into me until I can't feel my legs. I want your cum inside me. I... Want... you..."
He gulped, his cock seeming to harden even more inside her which made her let out a small gasp of surprise.
"Mmm... don't give me permission to do that or I will ruin you"
"Good" she smirked.
"You want me to bruise up that little cervix of yours, hm?" he asked, toying with the ends of her hair, "do you like it when it hurts?"
She was trying to hide her delighted smile as she nodded, biting her lip in anticipation as grabbed her dainty wrists in a tight hold and pinned them behind her back, her chest arching forwards to accommodate the new position.
His hungry greedy eyes burned a path down her neck and across her chest, the pretty little white sundress that clung to her slender frame was now more revealing than ever, the hem of the sweetheart neckline being stretched and pulled down so the only thing keeping it in place was the hardened peaks of her nipples.
A surge of desperate need raced through him, keeping her wrists pinned behind her as he leaned forward and pulled the fabric down with his teeth, exposing her full and glorious chest to him.
Braless and completely bare; each swell of her tits was perfectly hung, creating the most eye catching voluptuous mounds with each nipple placed flawlessly in the centre. The nipples that had since swelled and nearly doubled in size, peaking forwards in arousal.
He couldn't help himself. He buried his face in the valley between her breasts, the soft warm skin of each one wrapping and pressing themselves against him, needily searching for as much skin as he could kiss before sweeping the hardened nub into his mouth and sucking.
She jerked in his grasp, moaning as she pressed her chest forward, feeding into his desire. His tongue, flicking and playing with the delicate peak.
"God, you have the most perfect tits" he near enough growled, indistinctively holding her wrists tighter as a way to keep himself in control, "holy shit"
He wasn't exaggerating. Full on top and the bottom. Hanging slightly, but still perky. Perfectly shaped to her body. Each breast the perfect handful more.
His words coaxed the needy part of her out again, her pussy flushing with heat.
Enough was enough. He needed more.
Keeping her hands pinned behind her with one of his, he pulled back to look at her - flushed and horny; the most beautiful sight. Dress exposing her tight little body in all the best ways.
With the other hand, he held her waist as he suddenly bucked his hips up, sliding the last remaining couple of inches of his fat, unrelenting cock inside her tiny little pussy, harshly slamming the head of his cock against her cervix.
Her surprised squeal turned into a moan caught between pain and pleasure, her entire body getting thrown upwards with his thrust. Those pretty round tits of hers bouncing with the movements.
Bottoming out was such an intense feeling - his entire cock being squeezed and battered in the best way possible. Mentally though, knowing he was filling her so much, stretching her tight little cunt out was fuelling his ego, making him feel confident and proud.
"What a good girl" he murmured, "trying to take all this cock"
She whimpered, melting at his words.
"There's so much more I could force into you but I don't think you could take it" he mused playfully, "your little pussy is so tiny"
"M-More" she gasped, "more, please"
He smirked proudly, not letting her go as he forced another deeper thrust into her, followed by another, and another and another, relentlessly jerking his hips up into her tight little body as she squealed and jumped, bouncing on his lap.
He didn't know how it was possible she was able to handle so much. Her little pussy always looked so tiny and delicate, her entrance half the size of the pad of his pinky. Anytime he entered her, whether it was with his cock, his fingers or a toy, he was always amazed by how her body split apart to accommodate the penetration, her pussy like a god damn elastic band - always trying to snap back, giving the perfect tight grip that didn't want to let go.
Yet somehow she was managing, allowing herself to be split open by his raging hard boner that buried itself deep in her guts, relentlessly pounding her from the inside out.
He went harder and harder, each time forcing himself deeper than the last, burying himself to the point where his cock was beginning to burn with the squeeze, promptly stopping to catch his breath.
She was exhausted, clearly on cloud nine as she swayed on top of him, a thin sheen of sweat glistening across her skin.
she remained silent, letting her wrists go as he helped her out of the jeep and wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her steady.
"Think you can handle more?" he whispered, the sun directly above them shining down on them like a beacon.
She nodded wordlessly, despite still shaking.
Unbuckling his pants properly this time, he let his jeans and briefs pool around his ankles as he guided her palms to rest against the exterior of the jeep for balance, putting an arch in her back as he lifted her little sundress to expose her bare ass.
Reaching out, he gave a hard smack that stung his hand, watching as her juicy skin rippled and bounced with the sheer force.
She whimpered, telling him she needed more.
He was always happy to oblige.
He did the same again, her skin behinning to flush a bright pink.
Damn. So Beautiful.
He couldn't wait any longer, his long fingers wrapped around her hips as he held her still, inching his cock forward until it licked at her lips, begging to be let in. Desperate for the promise of heaven it offered.
He looked down, her ass rounded and delicious as she pushed back even more, exposing her pussy to him. An invitation to enter.
He tightened his grip, pushing the thick head of his cock past her tight and neatly tucked lips, watching in amazement as her little pussy begun to spread.
He had barely gotten more than an inch or two in, only a couple of seconds having passed when he felt that tight coil in his stomach tense and snap and there was fuck all he could do about it.
With a groan he found himself unloading inside her, spurting thick ropes of cum into her little pussy but, because he wasn't all that deep, the sheer volume of it began to leak back out and drip from her.
"Oh fuck" he gasped, blinking through the sweat stinging his eyes, "that wasn't meant to happen"
She laughed, peaking at him over her shoulder.
"Pussy that good huh?"
"Pussy that good" he confirmed with a breathless laugh, pulling the tip out so the rush of more cum exploded from inside her, dripping to the ground below.
He helped her stand, watching her wobble but before they could say anything they both noticed a large bus parked just slightly in the distance, obnoxiously painted the colours of the American flag.
looking closer, he saw a hoard of what looked like tourists surrounding the bus, some with fanny packs and cargo shorts and others with binoculars and phones out.
He glanced around, wondering what the exciting thing was out here in the middle of no where that got their attention when he realised... oh shit. They were the attraction. Countless pairs of eyes looking over in shock.
Stiles was speechless, awkwardly cupping his groin as he clumsily tried to pull up his pants, his feet getting caught in the material and tripping, falling head first into the dirt.
Kayla on the other hand? Not so shy.
She simply adjusted her sundress back into place, giving them a sarcastic wave.
"Welcome to America. I hope you have a pleasant stay"
A/N) I regret it took me this long but I'm on nightshift and felt like writing and I already had 2000 words written so I thought to hell with it haha I hope you all liked and are still interested in this story (and the others haha) I just live Kayla and Stiles. Let me know your thoughts and hopefully see you all soon :) (If there's any typos, my bad, I've not sleep in ages haha)
Also if you weren't aware, I am rewriting the first book 'I'm no werewolf' and working on a prologue also. Hope you check it out :)