chaesoo smut.

road trip. (two - final)

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It was already five in the afternoon when Roseanne and Jisoo saw the sign that welcomed them to Buffalo, USA. They parked at a nearby rest stop and Roseanne left the car to stretch her sore muscles after the long drive. Jisoo followed her into the cabin and into the washroom. When Roseanne was about to enter a vacant cubicle, the ex-cheerleader pushed her roughly inside, against the tiled walls.

“Wha-Jisoo?”

Smirking, the brunette leaned forward and nibbled against the firm curve of Roseanne’s ear. “I want you to fuck me here.”

What little resolve Roseanne had was giving a fight against the snake that was twitching in her jean shorts. “J-Jisoo, this is a public toilet…”

“So?” The ex-cheerleader murmured, reaching around to cup the bulge that was thickening in Roseanne’s crotch. She squeezed it lightly before rubbing her palm against the zipper. It twitched and quivered beneath her hand, and Jisoo knew she had won.

Roseanne turned around and pushed her off to unzip her shorts. Her boxers were damp thanks to their earlier activities. Her chocolate brown eyes looked up at Jisoo who was eyeing the weeping tip of her cock. “Well?”

“Sit down, Rosé.” Jisoo whispered. Her voice reached the lowest murmur, and it made Roseanne shudder. Jisoo grabbed her by the hilt and pulled her towards the toilet seat, since she was too stunned to move by herself. Jisoo turned around and faced the stall door, before bending down. “God damn,” Roseanne murmured, squeezing the base of her dick in case she exploded at the sight.

Jisoo popped the button of her shorts and slowly, like the fucking tease that she was, pulled them down. Her angle gave Roseanne the perfect view of her pale, round ass and the moisture in her panties. The blonde pumped herself and groaned when Jisoo turned around and slipped her underwear off.

“We don’t have much time,” she said, her tone strangled. If there was anything Roseanne Park wanted to do, it was to take her perfect brunette girlfriend against the sinks, for all the world to see. She wanted them to hear Jisoo yell her name as she pounded into her until they both come. “C’mere and ride me, Jisoo.”

A light chuckle escaped Jisoo's throat. “How long will it take you to realize that you,” she straddled Roseanne’s waist and ran her slit against the shaft that was lying flat on the blonde’s stomach. “Don’t tell me what to do?”

“Nguh,” Roseanne gripped the metal rungs on the side of the stall and tried to calm her heaving lungs. The girl that hovered over her licked her lips and gave her a sly grin.

“Look at me Roseanne,” Jisoo murmured while she glided her moist slit against the thick rod. Roseanne struggled to look away from the gyrating and the softness, and instead focused on hazel eyes that burnt her skin with its ferocity. They may be in a dingy bathroom stall in a rest stop a few hours away from Niagara Village but the affection that existed within their bubble was real.

And it was glorious.

“Jisoo, you’re so – oh holy shit!” Roseanne cried out when she was immersed in Jisoo’s pussy. A palm covered her mouth to silence her moans, as the brunette began to pump and roll her hips fast and hard. The ex-cheerleader worked hard and fast, her free hand creeping up into Roseanne’s shirt to tug at an erect nipple.

“I love your cock,” Jisoo groaned, kissing Roseanne’s cheek. The tender action seemed so out of place in the middle of their activities, but when Roseanne’s heart swelled, so did her penis. “Are you coming, Rosé?” Another rough thrust. “Come inside me.” The blonde buried her face against Jisoo’s shirt and barked her girlfriend’s name, spilling her white cum inside Jisoo. She trembled and sighed, nibbling Jisoo’s collarbone and whispered, I love you, against her skin.