Work Text:
Barbie wants her to be comfortable; she says it in her words and actions. Gloria did think she was delightful. Even in this situation, as much as she could be, she was…well, a doll. She leans in uncomfortably close, smelling her, entirely in her neck. “You smell stressed out.”
She knew that was Barbie’s way of showing care, even if it made Gloria wet. She’d always been able to tell when anything was wrong with Gloria; she guessed this was the same.
Barbie had watched her all dinner. Sitting together at the table, Gloria to her right, Barbie looked at her often. She was bombarded with looks; it hadn’t taken long for her to learn what each look meant with the blonde.
Most of them she knew:
‘I miss you’ happened more often than she thought, always when she came home from work. Any time she was gone over four hours got her this look; she’d counted. She’s familiar with the look. She used it, and she always returned it.
‘I love you.’ That’s one of her favorites. She’d seen it often enough. She’d told Barbie she loved her, and when she thought about it, maybe Barbie took it another way. But she did love her; she cared for Barbie deeply. She’d quickly become her best friend in the real world like they’d known each other their whole lives.
‘Let me fuck you’ That was Barbie licking her lips, smelling her neck, touching her legs, and being very close. That was new. It turned her on more often than she wanted to admit.
She can’t believe she feels this hot. From the moment she said yes, she felt different. Hot, warm, ready, and slick. She couldn’t believe her body was reacting the way it was. Her husband had never triggered any sort of heat for her. She'd been attracted to him, but Barbie was something different. She’d never come home to see his scent filling the house.
Barbie, on the other hand, had made it clear she wanted her, she wanted to have her, and she wanted Gloria to want her too. It was working.
“I want us to go to my room for a movie and alone time.”
Gloria nods, pulled out of her thoughts, as dirty as they were. She could smell herself just slightly now, and she knew her nipples were hard; she just had to get a grip on things. She starts to clean up the pizza, “Sure, Barbie, like when we have pajama parties?”
For all the sex all over the Alpha, she looks just as innocent and sweet as always. She’s smiling and handing her a plate, “Yes! I can’t wait for us to bond.”
Gloria did enjoy spending time with her, that would never change. She did love Barbie.
Then the Alpha is getting up, cock bouncing, breasts bouncing, and a smile bright like 1000 watts, “I’m going to go straighten up and put on PJs. We’re going to have so much fun.”
Gloria nods, “I’ll be there soon.”
Gloria couldn’t get it out of her mind. She’d agreed to be the woman’s Omega because she couldn’t tell her no. It was hard to tell Barbie no. It was strange enough being her friend sometimes. She’d taught the woman how to properly wipe after that need to go to the GYN. She’d taught her consent, in which she learned Barbie liked women in their 30s/40s, which blew her mind. She gave her an introductory sex talk that the woman smiled through and asked a few standard questions:
“So how do you make babies?”
“What’s a condom?”
“What’s a dental dam?”
Sasha, who had been listening, laughed, and now she remembers. She then let her very mature daughter take over. Then, a part of her wondered if Barbie had used the knowledge she’d gained. Her talk with Sasha had been long. Gloria knew sex didn’t seem to be a thing in Barbie's land, so maybe Barbie wasn’t expecting that.
She had heard Barbie ask Sasha a few Alpha/Omega questions before and blocked them all out of her mind. Barbie wasn’t some asexual creature, as Sasha had said; she’d had needs and wants. That’s why she’d given her the talk to start. She’d seen her flirt with many women when she thought about it, Omegas. The same with men, all Omegas, pretty men when she thought about it. She’d seen a magic wand in the woman’s room a week ago, and she’d buried those thoughts deep in her mind.
That perfect pink pussy she’d seen being pleased and…
“Gloria!” She looks up, and at the hallway entrance is Barbie.
“I’m sorry, Barbie,” Gloria says, “Just in my head.”
But something in the woman’s face is different, “You don’t have to apologize. You smell great,” the woman walks closer and closer to her, “What were you thinking about?”
Gloria fights a blush and sighs, shaking her head, “Nothing. I just need to shower, and we can watch a horror movie. You love those.”
“What were you thinking about?”
Gloria looks at her and sees how dark blue eyes are, the heaviness of her scent, and she fights not to look down.
“Why are you asking?”
The woman frowns slightly, and Gloria hates when she looks even a little upset, “I want to make sure you’re okay. You’re my best friend.”
And just like that, she melts into pieces for her, “I know, I’m just nervous,” she sighs.
The scent that pours from Barbie is sweet and comforting. She reaches out to hug her, and Gloria gives in. Barbie never had any issues hugging her; she’d always found comfort in those arms. Now, it was beyond relaxation; she was leaning on the woman’s shoulder to get physically closer to her. Strong hands stroked her back and shoulders while she put her face near the woman’s neck.
“I’m nervous, too.”
Gloria was warm and safe, and while she heard Barbie, she felt something else. Inches of hardness and fuck…she can’t hide from the fact she’s leaning right into it. Arms wrap around her, and Gloria is trapped in a comfortable embrace that now is turning her on. She pulls her face back and looks into the woman’s eyes.
“I’m going to go shower,” she needs some distance. She can feel herself reacting.
The hands don’t let her go, “Why?” Her neck is sniffed deeply, and the woman’s nose meets skin, “You smell great. You smell ready.”
Gloria starts to pull away, “I just want to wash the day away.”
It’s how Barbie doesn’t let her go and looks into her eyes, “I want to taste you just like this.”
Gloria knows her underwear is ruined, and she knows Barbie knows it too.
“I want you to take those clothes off and go to my bed. Then I’m going to lick every inch of you to comfort you.”
There isn’t much to say after that; Gloria is softly kissed on the cheek.
“I think you’d be even more relaxed with an orgasm or four.”
Gloris is left speechless as the woman kisses her forehead and rubs her hair.
“You’ve been much more relaxed with me around. I can feel it,” Barbie’s voice is soft, “I can take that to the next level for you if you let me.”
Gloria nods very softly, too comfortable, waiting for the hardness between them and the hands of the woman holding her. Her underwear is slick, her pants feel too hot, and she wants this, “Okay, I can do this.” She doesn’t need to pep herself up anymore.
The blonde pulls her back to look into her face and Barbie’s smile is 1000 watts of sunlight, “I know you can,” then she kisses her again, “You’re mine.”
She’s let go for a moment, and she misses the hardness between them. The scent of something feminine, powerful, and unearthly lingered around her. She misses the woman’s arms, but her hands take hers.
“I’m ready.”
Barbie is something different; the light shines brightly, and yet the scent coming off her makes Gloria lightheaded and slick.
“I know you are. Now start undressing.”
Gloria shakes off her scent, “You are impatient. I’m trying to have some tact,” then she lets some truth slip, “About wanting to fuck your brains out.”
For a moment, the blonde is completely still; There is silence between them, but then she’s smirking.
“I knew it.” The blonde hair is pulled back, and the blonde is pulled off the top of the sweat suit.
Barbie is beautiful, all smooth muscles and clear skin; she’s not aging or changing, as fit as she was on day one. Her skin glows perfectly tan and soft, more muscled and toned than normal. Gloria looks at pink tips nipples and wants to put her mouth on one, pinch the other, and wonder what the other woman sounds like crying out for her.
“Get undressed, Gloria.”
“Spoiled.” She starts to unbutton her shirt, and yet she’s distracted the minute those sweatpants come down, “Wow! I-”
Gloria knew Female Alphas were different, gone was that perfect pink pussy she’d lusted after. In its place were inches of hardness, thick, cut, slightly red at the tip, and seeming like she could get harder. She looked at Barbie’s face, who was smiling, “Acceptable for my Omega?”
“What could you possibly do if it wasn’t?” Gloria asked.
Barbie just smiled, and then she was naked. Gloria had to remember not to hold her breath. It wasn’t a matter of if it would fit; she was going to put it everywhere and make it fit. The woman’s sack was full and heavy, and for a moment, she thought of the safe sex talk and threw caution to the wind. Barbie wasn’t real enough for that right…
“Sit down.”
Barbie looks at her, “Huh?”
Gloria nods, topless, Barbie’s eyes were focused on her chest, “Sit on the couch. I’m going to lead.”
“I’m supposed to be in charge,” Barbie cutely pouts, “I’m the Alpha.”
Gloria moves and pushes the Alpha down, thankfully a throw under her, and she’s dropping to her knees in front of her. Eyes go wide, and then she’s being watched as she goes closer. This close, she could smell her.
Something….she has no idea of it, but it was mouthwatering.
Gloria puts her hands on the woman’s thighs, “I’m leading, at least for now,” she licks her lips, “If I say no, we stop, got it?”
“Yes.”
“If I say more, give me more?”
“Yes.”
She stops herself from reaching out to that long cock, now hard and leaking.
“We tell no one.”
Is the frown of, “I don’t care what you say,” readable like a toddler, but the woman rolls pretty eyes and smiles?
“I would do anything for you. No one will know.”
Gloria nods, “Good girl,” she reaches her hand out, and when she touches the woman’s cock, she’s real. She’s hot flesh, she’s smooth and perfectly colored, and Gloria hasn’t seen a cock this nice ever, “I can’t believe it.”
Her other hand rubs along a toned leg, and Gloria looks at the woman before just leaning in and sticking her tongue out to lick the tip of Barbie’s cock. Gloria gets the first taste of the woman, and it’s so sweet it’s almost unreal. Like candy from her childhood, and she’s instantly putting her mouth on it. Sucking the head with more attention to the fluid coming out of the woman. Her hands move to hand the extra length, and the moan she hears above her is pure pleasure.
Fuck, how could she not want to hear that again?
Hands slide over shoulders and one into her hair as she looks up into blue eyes.
“That’s feel so good,” Barbie says.
Gloria wraps both hands around the woman’s cock, hips slide the cock deeper and Barbie is growling. She slides the cock deeper into her mouth, enjoying the way the woman feels, and she then she starts sucking. Slowly at first, and Barbie…oh fuck she has a thing for dirty talk, and she’s very vocal.
“Come on, Gloria, suck me faster.”
Gloria does as she’s told because Barbie is so sweet in her request.
“Put that sweet mouth to good use.”
She’s enjoying the taste, but Barbie moaning for her is intoxicating.
“Take more of my cock into your mouth.”
She takes more into her mouth and removes a hand.
Gloria didn’t hesitate to take the woman deeper, letting the hand in her hair guide her as Barbie went from moaning to gasping.
“Fuck,” the word is a sigh as Gloria moves her hand in the same motion as her mouth, “Suck me.”
Gloria takes her free hand and moves to cup perfect breasts one by one, sliding slowly over the nipples. Hands slide into her hair, and it’s being pulled softly up and down as Barbie guides her cock into her mouth.
“Move your other hand,” Barbie Says, “Open your throat up for me.”
All her instincts say to obey, Barbie’s scent and taste are overwhelming, and her precum mixing with her saliva is tasty enough. When she thought about the woman cumming in her mouth, her throat opened, and she was swallowing the woman’s cock easily.
“Fuck yes! You should be able to take me completely everywhere.”
Gloria’s toes curl, and she uses a free hand to grip the woman’s balls. Her throat doesn’t resist at all, and she wonders if it’s because it’s Barbie. She’d never responded to an Alpha so well, but she’d never felt about an Alpha how she felt about Barbie.
Barbie was special.
“I’m going to fill that pretty mouth and throat up with cum,” Barbie moans, “Oh, Gloria, you look so pretty with my cock in your mouth.”
Gloria can’t even fight the moan that slips from her mouth.
“You’ll look so pretty swallowing me.”
Gloria slurps up the extra spit and groans when a hand softly rubs her face.
“Look at me.”
She looks up, and Barbie is smiling, and God, she looks terrific. Gloria is guided as deep as her throat will allow, and Barbie gushes like she just bought the best pair of shoes ever. Gloria heard her gush like that over puppies and kittens. She sees stars in the woman’s eyes before she whimpers her name.
“Gloria.”
For a moment, she panicked as the cock in her mouth throbbed, and cum was shooting down her throat. Barbie is a perfect coach, cheering her on and encouraging her to make sure she’s comfortable.
“Relax and don’t tense up,” Barbie says, rubbing the side of her face, “You were meant for me.”
Fuck, maybe she wasn’t in charge.
Gloria is going to try to swallow every drop, but she needs air, and the cum isn’t slowing down. She needs to pull back, and right as she does, Barbie leans down and kisses her. It’s completely unexpected, and she has barely swallowed before the woman’s tongue is in her mouth, tasting herself. The sweetness of the cum was like nothing she’d ever swallowed before, probably addicting if she kept this up. She doesn’t waste the moment and wraps her hands around the Alpha's cock, jerking her off and swallowing every drop of cum.
“My Omega is perfect.” Barbie says to her.
Gloria smears the cum on her lips, and she pumps as the hardness doesn’t seem to be ending anytime soon. Her hands work over the length, and she leans back, chin and mouth covered in cum to Barbie, wiping some of it off and eating it. The blonde is licking the corners of her mouth and then her lips and chin. Gloria could admit she loved this part.
“Tasty. Come ride me.”
The room is heavy with Barbie 's scent, and Gloria feels almost lightheaded. Her pants were soaked, slick had dripped out of her, and God, she needed to be filled. She takes her hands off the woman, and she’s licking her lips. She was hot.
Barbie is there helping her up, holding her hand, and being strong. Gloria feels warm when strong hands help her up. A few deep breaths, and she clears her fuzzy head. She forgot what being in heat was like.
“I’m in charge,” she says, standing up on shaky legs. At point, she isn’t sure who she’s telling this to.
Somehow, Barbie is looking up at her, nodding, “I know.” She looks fantastic on her knees. She isn’t sure when the woman got there, but God, she was there, and Gloria thinks she wants her there more often.
She unbuttoned Gloria’s pants, then slid the zipper down, their eyes locked the whole time. Hands slide up to her waist, and she looks into dark eyes as the woman pulls her pants down, along with her underwear. The woman’s eyes are so blown out she’s sure she’s barely thinking.
“You smell overwhelmingly good.”
Gloria gulps as the woman moves, pulling the sticky underwear down with her pants. She watches them slide down with slick attached to them, with the evidence she loved blowing the woman there. She’s moved to step out of them, and looking up at her is Barbie like dinner just came out. Or the store had her perfect size. She was getting what she wanted.
Gloria reaches out and pats the woman’s head, “Good girl.”
Barbie looks up with wide eyes, cock still hard, hands rubbing along Gloria’s thighs, “I do like you playing with me.”
Gloria was sure for a moment her brain shut down. It wasn’t like Barbie was unwilling; what was she thinking? She was thinking with her cunt, because now she wanted to be filled and fast.
“Off your knees, sit back, and let me ride you.”
Barbie is back on the couch, and Gloria looks over the blonde who’s smiling and reaching out for her. She leans down and kisses her, enjoying the taste of the woman’s mouth and herself on herself. She puts her hands on the woman’s shoulders and straddles her thighs, with Barbie’s help, like she’s done this before.
She takes the woman’s hands and slides them under her thighs as she moves to be on her feet and watches concentration furl the woman’s brows. Gloria, with that help, reaches between them and lines Barbie up with her, even now…holy fuck, she’s enjoying this.
Barbie’s eyes watch every movement of her hand, and when Gloria decides it’s now or never, she sinks down on the head.
“Fuck,” Barbie is holding her and staring in her eyes, “Gloria, I you- “
That’s cut off as Gloria slides down the length, ignoring the blonde as she spoke and instead focusing on the way she was filled. Fuck, Barbie was thick. She doesn’t take her eyes off the blonde, watching as Barbie’s eyes go wide, and when she slides down, they close. The blonde leans back, and while her hands are on Gloria, she watches the Alpha huff and pant as she slides up.
“Fuck!”
And then down.
“Oh, sweet Mattel.”
Now was Gloria struggling, yes, she wasn’t used to someone this big. Barbie wasn’t NOT her Beta husband. Yet she wanted this too bad; she was hot all over, and God, she wasn’t going to look weak now. Every inch is a stretch; she hasn’t been this full of ever, and Gloria feels it. She deserves it.
“Gloria,” The woman under her says her name in a strained whimper.
That doesn’t stop her from getting a little over halfway and settling in, feeling the stretch of the Alpha under her. The amount of slick her body could produce, and then she’s sliding up and down slowly. Her body adjusts like Barbie was made for her, and when she finds a rhythm. That’s slow and steady; she watches the Alpha.
Barbie’s eyes are opening and closing; when Gloria slides up, they open, and when she goes down, they close in pleasure. Her hands steadily hold Gloria up, unwavering as the Alpha seems to struggle. Nails dig into her flesh, and the hands are soft as Gloria slides up and back down to her halfway point. Both moan loudly at the action, and then she does it again. Fuck it’s harder than she expected, but Gloria can’t believe the Alpha feels this good under her.
Her hands grip the woman, and she growls when she picks up speed. Yet, Barbie is a mess under her, eyes closed tightly, mouth open, sounds just escaping as Gloria rides her. She leans over her and kisses the Alpha’s mouth.
“You better last,” Gloria says to her, “I’m not even remotely getting started.”
The woman under her whimpers, it’s fucking adorable and hot. When she goes a little deeper, she groans in Barbie’s ear.
“I thought you wanted to be in charge,” she whispers as she rides the woman.
When Barbie pulls her closer, she moans louder.
“They’re we go.”
Those hands pull her deeper into that same. Hardness, she groans and closes her eyes when Barbie hits a particular spot inside of her.
“Fuck yes.”
That was what she needed, and with Barbie’s help, she rides the woman harder and faster. Listening as her lover moans and groans. Those hands pull her closer, and Gloria takes Barbie as deep as she can. Sliding over where the Alpha’s knot she knows will form, the area’s already filling. She won’t have long if she keeps this up. When she is fully seated, she looks into Barbie’s eyes.
“Gloria, you take me so well.”
Then, that scent that makes her dizzy is all around them as Barbie kisses the side of her face.
“I love being ridden like this,” Barbie huffs, “Come on, fuck me.”
Gloria rolls her hips, feeling soft kisses on her face, those hands gliding her up and then down. This deep it steals her breath away.
“Come on, baby, you can do this.”
Gloria groans when she feels those hands guiding her, setting the tempo and speed.
“Come on, Gloria, you were made for me.”
If that wasn’t the encouragement she needed, she didn’t know what would be. Her hands hold steady, and Gloria is pulled deeper and closer.
“You should be able to take the full thing and my knot perfectly.”
Gloria moans loudly as the woman seems to pick up speed, settling them into a low but deep bounce.
“Fuck.”
Barbie’s hands squeezed her thighs.
“You look so fucking good like this, Gloria,” Barbie says, “Come on, let’s take it to the end.”
Gloria feels an arm wrap around her, and Barbie is holding her close and moving her hips up. A hand finds her clit, and Gloria whimpers.
“Holy fuck.”
Barbie laughs, “I’ve always been good at multitasking.”
That hand rubs her clit perfectly, “Fuck.”
Barbie does impossibly deeper.
“You’re going to open up for my knot.”
Gloria was sure she would.
“And I’m going to fill you up over and over.”
Gloria leans on the woman, hips bouncing, cunt open, and they feel it; Barbie’s knot is just what she thought it would be. She’s barely able to slide down over it one last time, and there’s no moving after that. Her arms wrapped around the Alpha, and Barbie snuggles into her.
“Aww, you are so cute, filled with me.”
Gloria’s clit throbs and she’s cumming hard, teeth finding a perfect shoulder and digging in. It almost hurts with how thick the woman’s knot feels, but there is something about it that makes her feel complete. Fuck she was full.
Barbie is nothing short of filthy and encouraging as she cums.
“Good girl, cumming around me like that.”
“That sweet hole just needs to be filled,” With that, her hips move as much as she can, “I think you earned it; you helped me so much.”
Then, a throb that makes her moan, head thrown back, and she is being filled.
“Finally,” Barbie says, movingly just slightly, sniffing her neck and licking her in places, “I wanted to give this to you so bad.”
Gloria can’t say anything, enjoying being held while she’s being filled with cum. It’s hot, and it’s warm, and she can’t remember the last time sex felt this good. She wasn’t sure if it ever did. Hands rubbed over her back as the hips under her pumped and moved little by little. Full wasn’t the word; Barbie was letting out more cum than she expected. Then, teeth met her neck and bit down. It wasn’t painful; if anything, it made her wet; it made her Squeeze the Alpha under her. Gloria moans, and Barbie is gushing literally and figuratively.
“I can’t believe you look this cute being filled by me,” she kisses her bite mark, “I knew you’d be perfect for me.”
Gloria wasn’t used to a vocal lover. She didn’t expect all the praise.
“Look how well we fit.” the blonde said, kissing her neck before teeth dug into her scent gland.
Gloria had remembered the bite being painful with other Alphas, but with Barbie she was moaning. Her hips moved as much as they could while hands rubbed her back and sides. Sometimes a hand slid down and gripped her ass in a way that seemed to make her squeeze Barbie tighter when let go. The blonde did not move at all.
“I’ve never knotted anyone else before,” Teeth pressed into Gloria’s breasts, “I’m so happy it was you.”
The brunette moans at words as pain blossoms over the bite mark; she should stop the other woman. Barbie is being possessive because Gloria won’t be able to hide these bites unless she’s dressed. She’s covered in the woman’s scent. Plus, the thickness inside her, letting out cum, still makes her whine a little.
“Barbie.”
A moan leaves the blonde as her cock throbs inside her, “Yes, Gloria?”
The blonde nips her neck hard, causing Gloria to hiss in pained pleasure before Barbie licks over the spot. Her mind goes blank, her question lost.
“I think we're,” Barbie bites her harder, “Going to be here for a while.”
Gloria, burning with heat, nods, “I don’t want anything else.”
It was like the blonde got harder inside her like Barbie’s knot wanted to give her everything she had. Gloria wasn’t going to complain. If the blonde had cum, she wanted it.
“Gloria, I love you.”
She looks into blue eyes and smiles. For a moment, her mind is clear, but all she can think about is the Goddess who says she’s in love with her.
“I love you too, Barbie.”