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klipkillakai · 2 days
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a little peak into connie and readers life ( ☆ )
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backwzzds · 5 months
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ೃ⁀➷ love me, connie springer (nsfw)
thinking about babydaddy!connie fucking you nice and slow after finding out you got stood up by your date. having little constentina (his idea, but tina for short) for the weekend, your precious angel just couldn’t keep her mouth shut to her daddy when you’d told her you were going on a small ‘dinner’
“she said dinner but that really means date, daddy.”
connie isn’t surprised. no one knew how to handle you beside him. i mean, he’s had your ass in place successfully for nearly ten years; only he was man enough to handle you, your mind, and most of all your body.
you loved connie like no other, you wanted no one else to be the father of your children. but you knew the streets would eventually take him away from you, and you just didn’t wanna stick around for that. not when you had a five year old girl depending on the both of you. connie looked for other ways to make bread without selling or doing anything…illegal but it was hard to match the stacks he was bringing home every weekend.
your separation was a one sided agreement anyways it seems. to you? you two were broken up. to connie delulu ass? you were his wife and you’re ‘smoking dick if you think ion belong to you and you’on belong to me.’
you didn’t even have any words for the absence of your so called ‘date.’. after an hour of waiting, you figured you’d call in to check on tina. ringing connie, your babyfather answered on the first ring, of course with a wood in his mouth and multiple lights on his face, signaling he was watching tv.
“hey,” your voice is solemn and low. you really were tired and ashamed to say anything more.
“hey mama, you okay?” connie’s hazel brown eyes quickly flick over to yours through the screen.
you shrug though he can’t see it. “i’m okay.” you admit. “just callin’ to check on my baby.” the frame was only on your face, but from the small shake of your hand, connie had managed to get a glimpse of a pretty black dress you’d sported, breasts looking three times as big as it usually did because of your sitting position. he could tell you dressed up for the night.
“yeah? she good, just upstairs sleepin’ right now. how was your date, pretty?” you hear connie turn down the tv in the background and give you his full intention.
you furrow your brows. “what? boy, how’d you know about it?”
your baby father blows out a huff of smoke and chuckles, flashing his gold canines. he wasn’t gon snitch on his lil informant princess. “i got my ways. tell me bout it baby.”
with a roll of your eyes, you let out a tired sigh and felt your shoulders sag. “wouldn’t know. the nigga never showed.”
connie furrows his own thick eyebrows. “what you mean? he told you he couldn’t come?” he asked. from the shake of your head, you see his face soften on the screen. “come over n’ smoke with me. lemme make you feel better.”
you kiss your teeth and throw your head back, already knowing where the conversation was headed. embarrassment flooded your expression. “you eating my pussy is not gonna make me feel better, constance.”
connie kissed his teeth and waved you off dismissively. “you’on know that.”
a blush can’t help but creep its way onto your brown cheeks. “i’m supposed to be staying away from you, ya know.”
connie gives you a knowing grin, shamelessly flexing the two deep dimples in his cheeks that constentina inherrited from him. “yeah? how’s that going for you, mama?”
“obviously not good because i’m actually considering your offer of being a booty call tonight?” you laugh.
“come onnn mama, tina’s sleep, i got a wood rolled for you and i want you here.” your ex compromised with a kiss of his teeth. “lemme rub ya feet and all on ya butt i promise you’ll feel better.
“i’m tired and don’t feel like driving, con,” you whine in the same tone. you knew if he didn’t have your daughter he’d already be at your door, but you refused to risk waking her up in a car ride over here.
connie rolls his eyes and puts you on pause for the moment. a minute later he comes back on screen and takes a pull of his backwood. “your uber on the way baby.”
“ooh daddy,” you cried, trying your hardest to breathe straight. “you know i cum fast like this, oh shit,” connie had your legs spread wide open, forcing your huge tits up against the bottom of your face as he pumped in and out of you.
“you like that mama, like when i fuck you nice and slow? all romantic n’ shit?” connie teased. tears streamed down your face and he wasted no time in kissing them from your pretty face.
you’re too far in euphoria to even fully comprehend exactly what he’s saying. “yes, i love when you stroke this pussy so deep daddy.”
connie holds your breasts up damn near to your face and takes his time sucking on each of your nipples, making sure to stretch and pull it all the way back as far as it could go, grinning at the sound of it snapping back toward you. “you’on need no one else to love you like this but me, you heard?”
you can’t help but shake your head, the small responsible part of you left that hadn’t been fucked out by connie yet (though he was close) was slowly bringing you to reality. “no,” you respond.
“nah, nah, dead that shit or imma stop,” your ex threatened, straightening his back out so he stood tall, yet still very deep inside your gummy walls. you can’t help but stare down the tattoos that littered his body; many dedicated to you and your shared daughter. “you grippin’ me so tight baby, boutta make me cum, fuck,” connie throws his head back and whines. “tell me you’re mine n’ we gonna get back together.”
“no, con,” your words were saying one thing, but the cream ring of your arousal forming around connie’s tanned dick was betraying everything leaving your mouth. “w-we’re we’re toxic—oooh, yes, right there right there!”
suddenly, a large pair of hands come to wrap around your neck, gripping lightly. “tell me you’re mine or im not fuckin’ this pussy,” he orders. “you know i don’t be bluffing, mama. ‘specially when it come to your spoiled ass déjame oírte decirlo.”
more tears fall from your eyes as you feel your lower region bubble in evstasy. “con—“
“say it if you wanna cum.” connie’s grip around your neck tightens as he inevitably starts to babble. he was not gonna let up off you no matter what. “come on mama, say it n lemme give you another baby. gonna make you a mama all over again, want you so full of my babies, pretty—fuck,” he breathed out. “you know daddy sorry, you gonna forgive him?”
it wasn’t until connie started to add his thumb rubbing circles around your clit did you finally fold and give in. “oh fuck, yes! yes yes i forgive you con—please—“
“go head and cum mami, te quiero.” connie breathed out, feeling his own orgasm approach. “te amo joder joder por favor dame más hijos mami te estoy rogando déjame correrte dentro de ti,” the man curses into the atmosphere as he strokes himself in you a few more times.
“yes yes,” you nod in response to his pleads of cumming in you. a nanosecond later, connie’s cumming deep into you until he ends up shooting nothing but blanks. you’re full to the brim to the point where drops of his cum couldn’t help but ooze out between your puffy cunt.
“dio mio.”
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alanaaii · 26 days
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THE BIG 3 - twitter links ☆
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ONY, EREN, & CONNIE
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A little short. 18+ ALL BLACK.
ONYANKOPON -
Ramming you from behind before bed.
Riding him in his car after you get that “come outside” text.
Can we at least get upstairs? no?
Coming home after a party
He won’t let you finish cooking before he want to be in your guts again :(
CONNIE -
rearranging your guts when you got home, making sure you ain’t walking tomorrow.
Showing you how much he loves that ass.
Loving him in the backseat.
Going over his place for the night. He can’t keep his hands off you.
EREN-
Taking it so well for him in your cute lingerie.
Forcing you down on it.
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lingeriae · 8 months
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PUSSY TALK! FT AOT MEN
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STARRING - CONNIE, ONY, ARMIN, EREN
SYNOPSIS - just aot men, and times they wanna eat you
WARNINGS - very suggestive (duh), boys being downbad, cursing, gramar errors, reader is black and female.
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CONNIE
peering over the edge of your phone screen to see a very tired looking connie, his shoulder sagging as he makes his way towards you slowly. you allow him to push your legs apart and slot himself between them, landing on your tummy and rubbing his face agains the material of your (his) shirt. naturally your hands come to scratch his head, which is freed from his usual beanie, smiling at the soft hum he lets out because of the action.
"hi papa." you say with a soft voice, continuing to scratch his head while you scroll through your tumblr feed. he shifts momentarily the pressure on your stomach gone as he gets up but before you can question him you stiffen, the feeling of lips pressed against your cunt has your phone almost landing in your face as you sit up on your elbow to look down at connie. He presses his lips against it once more before pulling away with an exagerated 'mwah' which has your body heating up, and your thighs closing as you look at him with wide eyes.
connie licks his lips, leaning towards you and caging you into his forearms, his nose brushes against yours as he leans in to peck your lips. "you so nasty." you whisper, scrunching up your nose at him playfully.
he gives you a panty-dropping smile, dimples showing and all. "she looked like she wanted a kiss though." rolling your eyes, your arms move to wrap around his neck pulling him towards you so that you can kiss him. moaning into the kiss connie leans back, lifting up your legs which makes you fall back with a squeak, he licks his lips again when his honey coloured eyes drifts down to your pussy and back to your eyes.
"m' so hungry, mama. lemme eat your pussy, please?"
ONY
you can feel his eyes on you as you talk to your homegirls, drilling into the side of your head and making you feel warm all over. yall only fucked once, and it's like this undeniable tension between the both you since then. shifting on your feet you turn your head to look at him, rubbing your glossed lips together because of how good he looked.
white dress shirt tucked into his slacks with a few of the top bottons opened, his gold chain flashing brightly and matching the grills on the bottom row of his teeth that looked so good with his jaw-dropping smile. he was so shameless, not even attempting to hide the fact that he was staring at you, not giving the person infront of him a glance as he talked to them, no, he would rather have his eyes on stuck on you.
clearing your throat you turned back towards your friends who all had raised eye-brows and a amused look on their face. "girl please do not tell me yall about to fuck at this wedding." one of them said, laughing loudly as you bit your lips with a smile and played with the wine glass in your hand. you shook your head as you brought the glass to your lips, "bye, it's not even like that."
the table suddenly went quiet, and everyone looked over your shoulder with shocked looks on their face they started giggling which caused your face to scrunch up in confusion. "what's funny?"
they shook their heads looking at each other as they sipped on their wine, one of them waving behind you with a smirk. "hey ony." your back straightened as you felt his warmth surround you his chest pressed against your back causing your homegirls to look at you with wide eyes and smiles, you tried to feign ignorance continuing to drink your wine with a blank face.
"hey, girls."you could hear the smile in his voice, and by the way your friends were reacting you knew he was. he leaned down so that his mouth was beside your ear his chain brushing against your bare back causing a shiver to run down your spine. his next words not helping your case either.
"tell your lil friends buh-bye so I can eat your pussy, and stop playing with me."
ARMIN
armin was fidgety. spacing out way too oftenwhen eren or anyone else was asking him questions. everyone was over your house for some party, and you decided to dress to impress. weain a cute little dress that fitted your figure perfectly, not to mention the colour compliemented your sun-kissed skin very well.
his eyes were constantly scanning over the room, looking for you watching the way your glossed plump lips widened as you laughed at something sasha said. feelings eyes on your, you looked over at your boyfriend smile widening when you see his gaze already on you.
you excuse yourself and walk over to him, sitting on his lap a warmth fluttering through you when you feeling his hands immediately find their way to your waist. a strand of blonde hair is twirled around your finger repeatedly as you look down at him, cheeks flushed with a pretty blush and ocean blue eyes glossed over, his pretty pink lips pushed out almost in a pout-like manner. "hi blonde."
he kisses his teeth at your nickname, squeezing your waist as he leans up to kiss your lips only for you to press a finger to his lips. shaking your head with a smug look on your face, armin's eyebrow raising as he looked at you. "nope. spent way too long putting this make-up on, your not about to ruin it."
it's cute, the way you think he needs permission to kiss you. the way you think he ould actually care to listen to your words.
armin leans back, pushing up his hips to the 'fix them' which pulls a gasp from your lips. his lips curl up, head tilting as he looks you up and down with a glint in his eyes. "so I can't eat your pussy?"
your eyes widen at his words, slapping his chest which causes him to snort, looking at you through his lashes with amusement. "why are you so vulgar?" you hiss out moving to get up off his lap only for him to hold you down, you rub your lips together staring at him, feeling your pussy pulse at the way he looks at you.
"m not being vulgar. one way or another im gonna eat that pretty pussy, even if it 'ruins' your make-up."
your make-up was ruined btw!
EREN
coming up behind you eren delivers a slap to yout ass, squeezing the flesh and snickering at the way you cuss him out under your breath. it becomes silent as he takes in your attire, your bottom attire to be specific, his hand linger on your ass while the other comes up to rub your waist.
"this new?" he pinches the material of your tights between his finger, eyes glued to your ass and how nice it looked in the material. you hum, not paying him much attention as you wash the plates.
"yeah, you like it? got it offa temu for - eren!" the water splashes as you jump, erens hand cupping your pussy pressing as his face holds a smug look.
"yeah, makes your pussy look fat. your ass too." his voice is raspy, he applies pressure unto your cunt with one of his finger, smirking at the moan you let out. a mouth is on your neck and you unintentionally lean back as eren fingers you through the material of your new tights, you'd be sure to cuss him out later for ruin it but for now you feel too good to say anything.
his chest vibrate as he hums, burrying his head in your shoulder. "you smell good." whimpering at his words, the pace of his finger sped up and your back arched into him pawing at his wrist as you felt yourself getting close.
eren suddenly removed his finger, spinning you around, teal eyes almost seeming dark as he looked down at you, his fingers squeeze at your waist as he swallows.
"lemme eat you out, pretty please?"
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ellieswyfe · 9 months
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Positions
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"oooh waitaminuteee.." the position he had you in was absolutely nasty. he had your knees pushed up to your tits in missionary and was repeatedly hitting your sweet spot which drew stars from your eyes. "unghh...all i-in my tummy pa," you looked up at him teary eyed.
"yea? you like that baby- show me where you feel it at mama." he responded. a mixture of wet sounds, moans, and the bed-board, was all that could be heard in the room. it smelt like straight sex- pure sin and if you weren't in the position you were in you would probably be disgusted- you should be but it felt too good to even care. "looook, i-it's right hereee," you sobbed, reaching your tiny hand past your belly pudge to show him where he was pleasuring you.
in between feeding you deep, long strokes, he looked down at the connect of his dick inside your thick wet pussy and moaned. flipping you over on your belly, putting you into a new position, while beads of sweat dripped down his forehead and abs. "mhm gonna make me nut ma..fuck” he threw his head back in satisfaction at the delicious sight.
“s-shit aah..too much sl-slow downn” you whined when feeling his tip prod at your cervix. the pleasurably painful thrusts becoming too overwhelming for you in this position after you’ve came countless times already. you make a damn near deadly mistake when you reach down to push at his lower torso hoping to stop the extent of the thrusts.
“nu-uh move ya fucking hands..not done wit you yet,” he said picking up the pace smacking your hands away…not being in the position to complain all you could do was take it and hope your not too sore the next morning. </3
mood song
: ONYYY, connie, erenn, maybeee jean if you squint
a/n (not my best work but ive got writers block 😔 so send me some asks nd ill write them!!)
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kyunzin · 3 months
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𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮
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character; 𝐒. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞
cw; where there’s a problem there’s always a solution, yours is just getting dicked down by connie (f!reader)
tags; black reader, nsfw, dirty talk, back shots, multiple rounds, overstimulation, slightly messy sex, begging, aftercare (f!reader)
a/n; this was more for me than it was for you ;p
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he has you bent over the sofa chair, sundress hiked up over your hips, panties pushed to the side as he fucks you into the couch with purpose. both his hand keeping you still as he pulls out to the tip and thrusts back all the way back in, the sound of of his hips snapping into yours filling the room.
“is this what you wanted baby, to be fucked like a slut”.
he had noticed straight away that something was off when you stepped through the door, the way you acted was off from how you usually would and he can tell the signs from when you’re in a mood.
the first sign was the way how instead of greeting him with a kiss you tried to walk straight past him, second was when you rolled your eyes at him when he asked if something was wrong as well as the snappy tone you used when telling him it was nothing. he bent you over the sofa with no hesitation.
he’s had you cum three times already now both of you bring overstimulated and worn out but he has no plans on stopping until he finds out what wrong. its not often that he has to question you like this but when he does its a long process, the both of you two stubborn to give in.
he doesn’t care how many times you cum either way he still gets to watch as your ass slaps back against his pelvis and the way your soaked pussy clenches around him every time he pulls back trying to suck him back in. theres a thick ring of your mixed arousal around his cock and he’s sure that your juices have dripped down from his cock down onto the sofa below you but he’ll worry about cleaning that up later.
“all you had to do was tell me what was wrong and we could have worked it out together but you decided to difficult and you know I don’t tolerate that shit ma, so you wanna tell me what’s up. hmm?”.
he doesn’t stop fucking you as he speaks but you can hear the little shakes in his voice when his hips connect with yours and the little profanities that slip out. you can tell that it’s affecting him as well as he’s cum just as many times as you but you know that he can last longer than you so you try fein confidence.
he chuckles when you shake your head no keeping to your stubbornness but he knows you won’t be able to last for long, you never do. all you need is a bit of tough love before you break down and give in to him.
“have it your way princess, we both know you’ll give in soon”
he feels no sympathy for you as he slaps his palm over your ass that’s he’s sure stings from the way you hiss out in pain, he repeats the motion until he satisfied hearing your cries, not caring whether they’re from pain or pleasure.
“anything you wanna -shit, say ma, all you gotta do is say two words and this can end”
he throws his head back in excitement when you turn around to face him letting out a weak and choked ‘fuck you’. he knows you’re not far from giving in so he lets you have the last of your struggle fucking you without mercy, the sofa rocking back and forth from the force of his thrusts.
“c’mon baby you know what you gotta do, dont’cha wanna be a good girl for me?”
a small sob leaves your mouth and he knows he’s won especially when he hears you mumbling and he slows his pace so it’s easier for you to speak. he doesn’t push you to speak louder but eventually your mumbles become louder and he’s able to make out your little repeated chants of “m’sorry” and “please”.
“what was that baby, you’re sorry?”
you can’t tell he’s mocking you and that he’s smiling as he says it but you nod anyway repeating your apology hoping he accepts it. now that he’s satisfied with your apology he pulls you up against him and turns your head around so that he can kiss you, you’re tongues messily swirling around each other.
“its okay princess I forgive you, how ‘bout you cum one more time to show me just how sorry you are”
you know it’s a command and not a question but theres no need for him to even ask because your impending orgasm washes over you with full force. it has your legs trembling, pussy twitching uncontrollably around him, loud moans escaping your glossed lips. which sends him over the edge as he spills his hot load into condom that you don’t even remember him putting on, with a low groan of your name.
“all that attitude for what ma?”
when you don’t respond he lifts up your limp body to find that your eyes are closed and your breathing steadily. he slowly pulls out of you and places you on the clean sofa walking away briefly before coming back with a warm cloth to wipe you down. striping you down to your underwear he brings you to your room and tucks you under the covers placing a kiss to your forehead. leaving to go clean the sofa.
delighted that he managed to fuck you unconscious he walks around the house with a smile on his face for the rest of the day. when you do eventually wake up a couple minutes later you tell him the reason for you behaviour was only because of a dare you were given and he just shakes his head already used to your antics.
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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
@connies4lifer
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nysrage · 3 months
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okay walk wit me sis.. 😌
make it fit connie.. or like fake sympathy condescending connie while y’all fucking.. FUCK I LOVE THAT SHIT.. 😩
ouu girl i’m walking! lemme see if i can get it to slight jog tho!
connie wasn’t oblivious to the fact he had a big ass dick. no, not at all. he’d spent most of his late high school and early college years figuring out where’d he’d fit on the inch chain as he liked to call it. most girls not being able to handle it or wouldn’t even attempt to tame it once they saw the monster that lay behind his sweats. many of his friends making fun of him that he didn’t get pussy but in reality, no one was bold enough to take it for him. not until he got his hands on you.
the girl at his university know for her unique street art. from the city and a splitting image of a bratz doll, who was never scared of a challenge felt she was ready to tame everything in life even her above averaged boyfriend.
that is until she found herself atop of him, positioned in reverse cowgirl to give her a man a view he’d never forget. thighs burning from riding dick splitting her open as she sank down a few inches onto him. “f-fuck i can’ttt .” finding herself scurrying back up to the tip, running the longtime lovin’ he was giving you. “thought you wanted it mamí? let papí give it to you.” connie teased, long thick dick hitting every stop imaginable inside of you. “s’too much!” you whined.
“too much..?” connie chuckled, grabbing ahold of your hips and taking a good look your tight two toned pussy wrapped around him. slick dribbling down his dick as you started to fill that emptiness inside you. “nah i think my good girl can take a lil more..” sinking deeper into that clamping hole of yours, moaning at the pressure of him slowly filling you up and sitting you down on his dick. “shittt.” relaxing your body as your walls loosening with warm slick and pulsing as you adjusted to his size. slowly molding to his curvature, filling you deliciously. connie knew it just took a lil work for you to get where you needed to be. “mhm, keep opening that pussy f’me, you right there mamí.”
giving you a final deep thrust that left your soft ass flush against his pelvis, leaving stomach full and mind in sex crazed haze. “fuck this pussy s’good.” groaning as he bounced you up and down his dick, removing his hands once he felt he set a steady pace for you. Inching your hips and down slowly trying your best to take every single inch. Connie landing a rough slap to your ass that left your body jolting from the stinging pleasure. “go down on it princesa, don’t be lazy.”
“thought you said you could take it.”
ass ripppling like waves as he met your hips and fucked himself up into you focused on that pretty pussy sucking every inch of him deeper than he’s ever felt before. nails digging at his thighs for dear life as your body bounced above his, “your so fucking deep” whine barely audible above the loud gushing of your pussy let him know that it’d take every inch happily. “s’ too muchhh! con—” fucking you down on him harder as he reached the spongey spot within that always started the waterworks. “awe that’s all you can take mamí..?” voice rough and full of feigned sympathy as he held up your ass mid air and fucked up into you hard, taking his pounding like a champ and meeting his rough thrusts. A smile creeping on connie’s face once you start riding out the literal high your body was about to reach.
“and you whining it too much, pussy the perfect fit for papí.”
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morgluvsconnie · 3 months
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messages with bestfriend!connie
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dilfl0v3rss · 11 months
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you were on your back, legs spread as your man devoured you. the length of time you were like this was long forgotten as you felt your orgasm nearing for the fourth time tonight. “i c-can’t baby i n-need a breakkk.” your legs were tired and shaking, but you knew better than to disobey your boyfriend. even if it meant you being here all night. “ion care hold ‘em up or ima add another hour.”
an hour? this man has snatched three, almost four, orgasms out of you in only an hour? you felt like you’ve been here forever. his long tongue knocked you out of your thoughts. moving up and down your pussy, licking and slurping up your juices as he brought you to ecstasy. once you felt two of his long, slender fingers start working themselves into your walls you screamed. the noise ripped out of your lungs as he quickly dug into you, mouth steadily wrapped around your clit as your body shook. “o-oohh g-godddd.”
was all that was said before your juices rushed out of you, soaking the bed and the bottom of your man’s face. you watched him stand up. tall, toned figure looming over yours as he rid himself of his boxers. his dick slapped against his stomach, tip almost touching his bellybutton as precum ran down the sides.“s’not god mama..it’s jus me. now stay just like that so i can take care of you aight?”
connie, onyankopon, aran, tanaka
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cottonconnielvr · 10 months
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if you’re still doing requests— can you do when plug!connie gets out of jail?
i gotchuuu guys 🫶🏾
WARNINGS ✩ — floor sex, stair sex, oral (fem receives), overstimulation, honestly not my best writing n i don’t rlly like this 😐
DT(S) ✩ — @undevidedattentionsblog @xocherishxo @tthatkidmimi @nydascienceguy
part one.
Your body was pressed against the cold marble floor. Your nipples were hard and sensitive.
Connie’s buff tattooed arm was wrapped around your neck, holding you in a chokehold. His body laid on top of yours, covering you almost completely. His cock was buried inside your wet hole, thrusting relentlessly.
He used his strength to push you back on his dick. He had no choice but to make you take it all because you kept running away from him,which he hated.
You and Connie didn’t get to make it to the bedroom before he ripped all of your clothes off. He already ate you out in the parking lot after he was released to you, giving you crazy back shots as well. On the way home he fingered you will you drove, almost causing three accidents.
You knew how much Connie missed you, but you weren’t prepared for how rough he was about to fuck your shit up.
You struggled to breathe as Connie was knocking the breath out of you with his hard thrusts. You ass bounced back in ripples after Connie shoved his hips deeper inside you.
“F-fuck. Why you keep running from me mama, hmm? I thought you missed me” Connie whined and panted heavily in your ear, licking the side of your cheek.
“I….” You attempted to say but your sensitive cunt was getting absolutely wrecked.
“Hmm, you missed me baby?” Your hand reached out infront of you, trying to get a grip on the ground.
You nodded your head in pleasure, biting your lip as Connie rolled his hips into you. “Mmm i’m gonna c-cum again..” you whimpered into Connie’s bicep.
Your body tensed, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Connie moaned in your ear. “Fuckkk I needed this so bad mami. I haven’t made you feel good in sooo long. It’s all my fault baby im so sorry” Connie rambled with his eyes rolled back, absolutely pussy drunk.
Connie could feel his sensitive cock pulsing.
“Cum wimme” Connie mumbled into your ear. You could feel your legs go numb as they shook. Connie practically humped you, trying to get as deep as he could.
“F-fuck” Connie cried out as you clenched around his length. His cum squirted deep inside you, followed by your cunt releasing your cum.
The living room was filled with your heavy breaths. You took the time to realize that you were still on the floor , right infront of the front door. Your clothes scattered on the floor, panties thrown over the couch.
Connie slide out of you with a whimper, watching cum slowly ooze out. It was such a filthy sight to see.
You jumped, feeling Connie’s hand slap your ass. You had so much you wanted to say to him. He was finally home.
But with the way your guts were rearranged, it was so hard to speak. Before you could process your recent orgasm, you felt Connie pick you up. Like instinct you wrapped your legs around his waist.
You squeezed your arms around his neck, so happy he was here. The silence was somewhat comfortable. You and Connie mentally agreeing to just live in this moment.
As Connie walked up the stairs, you felt his still hard cock slip into your dripping hole. You immediately clenched around him, causing Connie to pause on the middle of the steps.
You winced due to how sensitive you were. You could feel Connie’s hands on your thighs, slowing bouncing you up and down.
You let out a groan of frustration, he can still keep going?
“Constancee ” You gasped out.
“Yeah ma? It feels good” His lips glide over yours as he turns towards the rail, letting you lean on it.
His thrusts pick up, his cock hitting you right in your cervix.
“ohh my g…” you bite your lip, holding onto Connie.
“S-shittt. you feel so good” Connie’s eyes roll back as his tip kisses that one spot.
You can feel your stomach start to clench already, you eyes tearing up again from overstimulation.
“Fuck daddy mm gonna cum again” you moan out as you feel the knot snap. Connie continued thrusting until you squirted, squirting his cook out. Connie held onto you as you covered his stomach in your wetness. “Damn” Connie mumbled to himself.
Your legs were shaking, completely loosing strength around Connie’s waist.
“I gotchu ma” Connie carried you to your bedroom. He took time to look around. You changed most of the decorations in the room, pictures of you and Connie all around the room. Connie laid you down on the bed before spreading your legs open and taking his place between them.
“You’ve came so much baby” Connie laughs as he lightly circles his finger around your clit. You jumped at his touch. “Please no more. I can’t take anymore daddy. Just let me please you” You reached your hand down to get his attention.
Connie interlocked his fingers with yours , shaking his head. “No I left you. I haven’t pleased you. I need to make up for it all. I need to make you feel so good” His soft hands ran up and down your thighs, softly kissing your inner thigh.
His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking lightly. Your other hand reached down to push his head away but he only pushed your hand away.
He flicked his tongue on your clit, drowning in your wetness and moans.He rubbed two fingers up your slit before slowly pushing them in, curling them upwards.
“Go ahead and moan for me sweetie,” Connie fastened the pace of his fingers. “Let me know i’m making you feel good”
Your toes curled, body stilling for a moment. Connie slightly jumped at the sudden liquid that splashed against his face. Fuck he really had you so touch deprived. You were cumming faster than you ever had before.
Connie licked you once more before coming up to your face.
Connie sloppily kissed your sticky lips, his tongue sliding against yours.
“Fuck in the shower?”
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honeybleed · 3 months
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— ★ TRYNA THREEWAY WITH HIS ROOMIE // JEAN KIRSTEIN & CONNIE SPRINGER
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content & warnings: fem!reader, reader is kinda ditzy bimbo x sunshine, modern au, reader, jean and connie are all in their mid twenties, jean and connie are roommates, reader is in an established relationship with jean but connie has a crush on her, porn no plot, smut mdni (breastplay, groping, oral. f & m receiving, piv protected sex — backshots from connie lawl, cum swallowing, degradation — connie n jean both kinda mean calling reader a whore n slut but not overboard, they both compete during it) look at them 😵‍💫
author’s note: fine, i’ll do it myself cos some of yall forgot jean and connie are best friends! also this is just kinda smutty so not my best work 🚶🏽‍♂️ also dis was inspired by a tiktok edit of connie n jean to paper soldier by brent faiyaz but i lost it 😔😔
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“Oi, oi, where are you going?” Jean asked, lips swollen and smeared in lipgloss as Connie got up from the couch.
“I’m tapping out for the night bro. I promise you I got better things to do than watch you eat your girl’s face off.” Connie replied in a wry tone.
Saturday nights were always movie nights for Jean and Connie. Well, it was originally Jean, Connie and Sasha but Sasha moved in with her boyfriend.
Ever since you and Jean began to date, they were always cut short since Jean just could not for the life of him keep his hands to himself if you were in the same vicinity as him.
Connie thought you were a good match for Jean.
Jean had a stick up his ass the majority of the time, but when you swooped in the perpetual scowl etched into his features gradually faded away.
And there was no denying you were sexy.
He had pangs of guilt when he bumped into you in the kitchen Sunday mornings, Jean fast asleep and you were at the coffee machine.
It was out of his control, the way his mouth went dry and his cock twitched at your ass and hard nipples peeking through one of Jean’s baggy shirts that draped to your knees, but managed to settle just above the curve of your backside.
It was just difficult not to stare. He settled on trying to be cold and distant but when you said as a passing comment to Jean you thought Connie didn’t like you, he nearly kicked his ass.
“You make my girl upset and I’ll break your jaw.” Jean hissed.
“Jeez, I got it!” Connie grumbled, rolling his eyes as his thumbs whirled over the joysticks of the controller. He knew Jean could do that but he never took him seriously.
“I’m being serious, Con. She was real torn up about it.” Jean said sternly.
Connie was getting sick of Jean. He let out a sigh as he paused the game to turn to face his best friend.
“Hypothetically speaking, why is it such a big deal if I didn’t like her? Huh?”
Jean groaned.
“She’s a little sensitive. But that’s just how I like her alright? How’d you feel if I was being a dick to your girl?” Jean responded, scowling.
Connie pursed his lips together. Jean did have a point.
Back to current events, he eyed you as you were perched on Jean’s thigh.
“You jealous, Connie?~” You teased in a sing-song as you ruffled Jean’s sandy brown tresses.
“He got a pretty girl and don’t know how to act no more.” He chuckled to himself. “Try n keep the noise down.”
“I’d let her fuck you, y’know.” Jean said with a smirk.
Connie’s jaw went slack, disbelieving what he had just heard right now.
“…Huh?”
“Well, yeah.” Jean shrugged. “My baby thinks you’re cute, and I’d let her do anything she wants. Right, honey?” Jean said airily, as he leaned in to bite your neck, causing you to jolt and giggle in his lap.
“Jean..!” You whined, sensitive to the graze of his sharp teeth.
“You’ve gotta be messing with me right now.” Connie said, struggling to keep composure as all his prior fantasies of you hit him like a truck.
“No, Con..”
Why do you say his name like that? Connie internally cried to himself. It wasn’t helping douse the flame of his attraction to you whatsoever.
“I think you’re a cutie pie. I wanna have some fun too, I think you’d both do a good job of spoiling me, huh?” You beamed, your hand on the nape of Jean’s neck as you raked your fingers through the ends of his mullet.
Jean dug the heel of his palm into your clothed core, eliciting a moan from you.
“See how sexy she sounds, Con?” Jean grinned wolfishly as he continued to apply pressure, making you squirm and involuntarily buck your hips into his hand, seeking more. “You wanna make her moan too?”
Connie was in a state of complete and utter disbelief. Regardless, his eyes glazed over as he nodded.
“That’s my guy.” Jean said triumphantly, within an instant, he threw you into the air and caught you bridal style, laughter overtaking your body as you draped your arms around Jean’s neck.
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The dim light of the bedside table in Jean’s bedroom illuminated both of the men’s eyes.
You were just so damn gorgeous, they stood side by side as you looked at them coquettishly through your lashes.
You began to pull down the straps of your romper, sliding it off until it was around your waist.
Connie felt as if he died and gone to heaven when he gaped at your bare chest.
“Which one of you wanna start..?” You questioned, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips, thrilled at the idea of both of them about to treat you.
Jean patted Connie’s back.
“Go on. Make my princess moan, hm?” He chuckled, as he began to tug his navy blue shirt over his head and tossed it across the room, revealing his lithe and toned figure.
Connie’s tongue dragged over his lips as he fully took in your appearance.
It wasn’t as if Connie was some inexperienced virgin with no play. It was just an uncanny situation.
Jean and you were so eager to do this, he felt as if there had to be some sort of catch.
“Hi handsome…” You cooed as Connie got on his knees on the carpet of the bedroom, between your legs, you gently smoothed his head and rested your hand on the nape of his neck. “Strip for me?”
He nodded, instantly discarding his shirt and shrugging out of his shorts until he was in his boxers.
“Ah, so there is a bit of muscle here?” You smiled as your palm slid down Connie’s broad chest. You raked your nails across his skin, earning a soft grunt from him.
“Not as good as mine though, huh babe?” Jean chuckled.
“Shut. Up.” Connie said through gritted teeth, then turned his attention back to you.
Testing the waters, Connie settled his hands on the bare skin of your hips, it wasn’t some sort of wet dream. This was reality, so he gripped your flesh, as his brown eyes took you in.
You were gazing at him so fondly, his heart was racing and the tips of his ears went red.
“Just do what comes naturally, okay?” You reassured him as you stroked the back of his neck again.
“…Okay, Y/N.”
Connie fluttered his eyes shut as he began to gently peck upwards along your soft stomach.
You let out a content sigh.
“Con…” You breathed out, revelling in his soft touch. It spurred him on, and Connie felt accomplished that something small already made you so reactive.
Jean grinned as he leaned in, standing next to the bed to press his lips against your neck, his hand wandering down your body to cup your breast, rolling your nipples between his fingers.
“Keep goin’ Con, she’s liking it.” Jean chuckled as you mewled and scrunched your eyes shut.
Connie nodded and latched his mouth onto the other breast, flicking your nipple with the tip of his tongue as his hands still gripped your hips.
He felt more bold now, and he yanked the romper off completely.
“No panties?” Connie chuckled darkly, as he licked his lips at the sight of your pussy, slightly slimy from your arousal from both of their ministrations. “Who knew your girl was so dirty?”
“Why do you think I’m all over her?” Jean responded as he wrapped his large hand around your throat, his thumb and forefinger gripping your jaw. “You’re such a little slut, aren’t you honey?”
You nodded, mind dazed from the pleasure and dirty words.
“Mhm, yes…I’m a slut.” You mustered out.
Connie felt a bit more eased in, his apprehension and frigidness fading away.
He looked up at you with a grin, big brown eyes sparkling with excitement as he spread your legs apart, giving your inner thighs a gentle lick and kissing them.
“Please…” You whimpered.
Jean grinned against your neck.
“Please, what, baby? You want us to keep going?" He took one of your earlobes between his teeth and tugged gently. “Tell us what you want."
“Want you both…make me feel good.” You breathed out shakily.
“You heard her, Jean.” Connie grinned.
Connie was in his element. He loved going down on a girl. He was smiling from ear to ear as he was given a front view of your slick folds.
His breath fanned over your wet heat, and your eyebrows furrowed together in impatience.
“Stop teasin’!” You whined.
“Jean, is she always this impatient?” Connie snorted, amused by how desperate you were.
“It’s cute..” Jean shook his head laughing. “But yeah, my princess is pretty spoilt.”
Connie delved in between your legs, his tongue flicking over your clit eagerly, weaving expertly within the crevices of your wet flesh.
Your moans only spurred him on even more, he latched on and sucked harshly. Connie grinned deviously at the sound of your desperate pleas.
He teased you more before leaning down to lavishly kiss and lick between your thighs.
Jean still palming and kneading your breasts, sliding his large hands along your sides pinching your nipples as he worked to fulfil you.
Connie’s tongue played along your folds, circling your clit a few times, he was overjoyed with the way your body reacted to his every touch and tease.
“Don’t forget about me, baby.” Jean murmured as he tilted your head up to meet your lips hungrily, moving against you as he sucked your lower lip.
Pleasure circulated through your veins as the two men were consumed with satisfying you.
“Con…” You groaned as you felt your high approach you. “S’close.”
Connie grinned and quickened his movements, licking and sucking on your clit, sending waves of ecstasy throughout your body.
"Just let go, princess," He whispered against you, his tongue and lips still working away. "We've got you."
Your voice was hoarse as you sobbed, and your hips bucked violently. Body shuddering as a stream of clear liquid gushed into Connie’s mouth.
“That’s it, there we go…” Jean grinned triumphantly as he felt your body go limp in his arms.
He continued to lick and suck at your sensitive spots, drawing out every last drop of your orgasm.
“Let it all out for me." Connie murmured encouragingly.
“Alright, alright. Get to the back.” Jean chuckled. “How sweet does she taste?”
Connie stood up from his knees, savoring your essence.
“Nothing like it.” He chuckled as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
You and Jean shared a look, and you immediately despite being shaky from the intense orgasm, got on all fours on the mattress.
Jean crouched to cup the side of your face as he pecked your lips.
“Eyes on me, baby. Remember who you belong to.”
“I know, Jean…” You mumbled.
“Good girl..” He smiled as he kissed you once more. “You’re doin’ so well. Isn’t she, Con?”
Connie nodded, as he fumbled for a condom and rolled it over his length throbbing.
“The best.”
Connie trailed kisses down your back, stopping at the small of your back causing you to shiver.
Pulling down his boxers, his hardening cock springing free Jean stroked himself a few times.
“You ready for us, angel?” Jean whispered huskily.
“Yes, I want you both.”
“Course you do, you little whore.” Connie cackled as he smacked your ass, biting his lip at the recoil.
Your eyes met Jean’s as you fisted his girthy cock, your thumb rubbing and giving kitten licks to the sensitive skin earning a guttural groan right from his chest.
You almost paused as from behind, you felt Connie teasingly rub his latex-covered length along your slit.
“F-fuck! CONNIE!” You gasped out, pussy still sensitive from his mouth earlier.
“Shit, Con..” Jean chuckled, voice strained as he felt your breath on his slit. “You’re behind and she’s still calling your name.”
“Guess I’m her fave.” Connie smirked as he finally slid into your warm, wet walls.
“Y-you wish.” You mustered out, but you couldn’t deny Connie had surprised you.
You took Jean into your mouth and his fingers tangled in your hair.
“Shit, princess…” Jean heaved out as your tongue swirled around, making his cock slick with your saliva.
Connie began to move, his hips thrusting hard and fast, you were reduced to incoherent babbling.
“You like that, baby?" Connie growled hotly against your ear, wanting to one-up Jean. "You want more?"
“S’much more..!”
“You're so fucking sexy." He panted out between thrusts.
Jean moaned softly as you sucked him off, his fingers tangling violently in your hair.
Connie grunted as he continued to thrust into you, his hands leaving bruises on your hips.
"Fuck, angel," Jean growled through gritted teeth. "You're so damn good at this. That mouth of yours."
Jean’s fingers gripped with each bob of your head. His eyes were dark with desire and he watched you hungrily as Connie fucked you relentlessly.
“Let me finish in that mouth, honey.” Jean stuttered, feeling his high approach him.
"I'm gonna cum. Swallow it, baby. Take it all." Jean’s teeth sinking into his lower lip as he reached his climax, his warm seed spilling into your waiting mouth.
He panted and stroked your cheek gently as he came down from his orgasm, his softening length sliding out of your mouth with a wet pop.
Without hesitation, you swallowed his cum. Jean gave a greasy smile as his thumb slipped past your lips, prying your jaw open.
“All gone, huh?” Jean grinned, admiring your tongue. “Such a dirty girl.”
You screwed your eyes shut as Connie drove deeper inside of you, your walls pulsating around him.
Your fists bunched up the sheets as Connie groaned.
The both of your moans blending simultaneously reached the peak of their pleasure, Connie spilling into the latex.
He gasped as Jean pulled you towards him, the loss of warmth making you whimper as Jean pulled you close onto him.
Your arms draped over Jean’s shoulders as you felt overwhelmed in a good way.
Jean began to kiss your temple and rubbed small circles into your back.
“Feel good, princess…?” Jean smiled as he stroked your cheek. “Did you enjoy yourself?”
You nodded, then turned to Connie with a lazy grin.
“But he was my fave.” You giggled, Jean pinching your hip.
“Hey!”
author’s note: showed connie a bit more love in this since i barely write for his ass & we have enough horse cock in this blog. if u reached this far tysm for reading, reblogs & interactions r always appreciated
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klipkillakai · 3 months
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your alarm rings through your room and you open your bleary eyes, you lazily grab your phone, nails clackaling against against the screen to press stop, and you yawn as you open instagram quickly tapping through people stories.. you heart your friends story and decide that’s enough and you drop your phone on the bed and get up—
you scratch your hair through your bonnet and slip on your slippers as you make your way to the bathroom.. you look in the mirror and inspect your face… and deep down you don’t like what you see.. you look at your body with slight displeasure but you try to no to think about it.. you shake it off and start brushing your teeth.. you walk out your bathroom and turn on your tv, quickly going on the youtube app and turning on your playlist…soon after sza starts playing in your room and you’ve officially started your day—
you finish your repeated routine, skincare, hair care and finally some makeup.. just so you can feel okay enough to leave the house..
with headphones slipped over your ears you get off the bus and start walking into the school, you try to look down you try to avoid people’s gaze, you turn the music up all the way to block people out.. but you still feel the states you still catch the whispers.. and that makes you feel other.. alienated even..
“last year” you think to yourself.. a few months until you graduate..
while your at your locker you feel a presence behind you, you ignore it but you feel a tap on your shoulder and it’s johnathan.. a boy you’ve known since middle school and the same boy who’s made your life a living hell since then..
“whats up y/n” you stare blankly at him as you try to collect your stuff.. “why you gotta be like that..?”
“leave me alone fr” you say not in the mood today..
“nah i just wanted to say my boy likes you”
you know that’s a lie.. his boy comes up to him while he’s standing there and jonathan says “right you like y/n?” the friends face cringes in disgust “ew no nigga tf is wrong wit you?”
that sends a pang in your heart.. are you really that ugly? is it that impossible for someone to like you?
you simply close your locker and walk to class leaving behind both boys laughter and a piece of your pride..
you get to class siting in your seat in the back, you slip your headphones on and you look out the window..you want to cry, you want to leave, you want to crawl out your fucking skin if you could.. every diet you’ve tried.. every workout.. but it never works.. this how you are and you so desperately wished someone thought it was beautiful..
as class is going on, the door opens..
connie springer..
he walks in looking down at his phone, he has a folder tucked under his arm and he slowly walks through the desks not seemingly paying any attention to anything other than his phone..
he looks up for a sec looking for a seat and you realize the only one left is the desk next to you, you make eye contact with him and you quickly look away, he walks down the row of seats and slips into the desk, leaning back a bit and spreading his legs and he continues to type on the phone..
you inwardly think he’s cute and you keep that inwardly because you’ve never perused any crush that you had in fear of the rejection that you unsolicitedly receive daily..
you take the handed back worksheet and begin todo the work, and you softly nod your head to the beat of the music constantly playing in your ears,
you feel a tap.. you softly look up and see connie looking at you, you pull out one of your airpods and look at him..
“you got a pencil?” you nod and lean down and open the front zipper of your backpack and hand him one of yours, you hand him the pencil and he mumbles a “thank you” and you turn back and put the airpod back in your ear and continue on your work..
getting bored of the mathematical equations on your sheet, your eyes wander around the room and eventually land back on connie, you look at his buzz cut seemingly freshly cut, the diamond stud in his ear and the tattoos all over his arm, the rings on his finger and his relaxed nonchalant posture..
“he’s fine” you think to yourself..
catching you staring connie looks up at you, and you awkwardly smile and your about to look away until he speaks..
“is the pep rally tonight?”
you think about it
“umm i’m not sure but if you follow the school on insta it should tell you”
“what’s the @?” he replies and you pick up your phone and your open instagram, nails clacking against the screen while you look for it..
you feel him looking at you and you try not to squirm under it, there’s no point.. he doesn’t like you like that and never will, but you gon let yourself be delusional regardless..
“here it is”, you turn your screen towards him and he leans closer a bit, typing the @ in his phone..
“you going?” he says, you think about it,
“mm prolly not, you?”
“i might pull up ion no yet, jus checking”
“oh okay” you smile, and you look down at your phone thinking the conversation is over..
“what’s your name?” you look up..
“oh y/n” he looks at you and nods.. “i like that name”
“thank you” you say with a slightly bright smile..
he smiles back a bit, a bit and says “im connie”
“i know” you say.. “we’ve been in the same math classes for like 2 years now” you laugh a bit..
“ah my fault” he says with a slight laugh and rubs his jaw a bit.. “no your good, it’s okay”
you hate how he’s making you feel, this is the longest conversation you’ve had with a boy without him calling you a name.. or making you feel other..
connie on the other hand is just looking at you, all of you.. to be fair he’s noticed you before but not in this way, you were always sweet to the teacher, soft spoken and quiet.. but he’s never really seen you.. he looks at your body and your curves and your soft belly, he looks at your dark skin and nice lips.. he looks at your pretty hair and edges.. and fuck that smile.. that pretty little smile..
he wants to see it again, and again and again..
he smells you, sweet and clean, just like you are..
he’s heard the shit other people have whispered about you, comments on your weight.. he’s never understood it.. so what.. your gorgeous, he can’t believe other people can’t see that.. he wonders if you can see that..he knows he wants to talk to you more…
“what’s your insta” he says and you pause for a second, why does he want your insta? “ u-um here”
you open your insta and show him your account and hand him your phone, he types it in and follows you and hand it back, the bell rings and he gets up..
you grab your back and headphones and you start to walk out, he walks with you and you give him a small smile and before you walk out the door he holds out his hand and you dap him up before he smile and, walks out.. catching up with his friends and walking down the opposite end of the hall..
it’s lunch time and you grab a sandwich and a juice and you hold it in one hand as you look down at your phone and follow him back while walking through the cafe.. his profile is seemingly barren except for one highlight showing his car, and few faceless pics of him..
you swipe out his profile and you tap through your stories until you feel something snatched out your hand and your head snaps up..
it’s jonathan again and he’s letting out his dumbass laugh
“bro stop fr, that shit is not funny your always on my dick”
he smacks his teeth “you don’t need it anyway, your not gonna miss it”
“i payed for that bro, if your broke just say that”
that’s seems to anger him and he steps closer to you
“shut the fuck up”
“back up” you say angrily and you try to grab the juice back, he jerks his hand away and you push him, and he pushes you back nearly making you fall
“the fuck is your problem!” you say your voice cracking and you look around realizing you have an audience.. and you immediately want to cry and feel embarrassed.. he steps closer to you and before he can reach you you see connie walk up and shove jonathan to the ground with so much force you thought the floor broke..
jonathan quickly scrambles up and tries to punk connie, but connie towers over him, you watch as connie’s eyes darken and there shoving each other, a crowd starts to form around them and you start feeling hot.. and dizzy and you feel like your about to suffocate..
you hate when this happens, your eyes gloss over and your heart palpates and you start looking for a way out.. the teacher is here trying to separate connie and him and you start pushing through the crowd to leave..
“i just need to get out” you say to yourself.. “l-let me out” you think again.. at this point tears are rolling down your cheeks and your stumbling out into the hallway.. you need to go outside or something.. you feel trapped and you don’t know what to do..
connie realizes your gon and slips away from the drama in search of you.. he wonders if your okay, he say the sadness and anger on your face and he never wanted to see that again, he finds you walking down the hallway, broken sobs leaving your lips and his heart almost breaks, he catches up to you and places a hand on your shoulder..
“hey.. cmon it’s okay” he mumbles and he rubs your arm and looks at you, “don’t cry mama”
he cups your face and makes you look up at him, you avoid his gaze not wanting him to see you cry, and he simply uses both his thumbs and wipes under your eyes.. “don’t wanna ruin that pretty makeup” he mumbles and you finally look up at him with your teary eyes.. “there you are” he whispers
he pulls you into a hug and you hesitantly wrap your arms around him, you sniffle a bit and he smiles softly
“you wanna take a ride wit me?” you softly pull away..
“mm, y-yea” you say after thinking about it and softly smiles and nods for you to follow him..
he leads you out to his car, a shiny black hell cat with fresh raindrops all over it, he opens the door for you and you slip in, looking around at the inside and smelling his musky fresh scent, with a bit of weed..
he slips in with a sigh, and he puts his phone in the cup holder before turning the car on and reving the engine, and pulling off..
“where we going?” you ask with a soft rasp..
he softly looks at you “mm you hungry?”
you feel your face heat up and even tho he can’t see it he can tell that wasn’t the best thing to say
“you don’t have to worry about eating wit me mama”
“i want you to eat, that shit is important, don’t let anyone let you think otherwise”
you look up at him and almost cry at his words..
“so? you want sumn to eat?”
“y-yea” you say with a shy smile
“there you go” he mumbles and smiles before turning up the music a bit and he pulls into a chick fil a—
you feel a bit sad about what happened and you bite your lip in thought..
connie watches you, and hates how jonathan has affected you, he feels so sorry for the sweet girl next to him.. how long has she been bothered like this? how long has she felt this way? how many times did she cry like she did a few moments ago..
he pulls up to the drive thru and looks at you
“watchu want?” you look up and look at the menu
“ummm can i get the tenders and mac and cheese?”
he nods and hums before pulling up to the speaker, “lemme get 4pc tender and a medium mac and cheese, and a delux chicken sandwich meal large, with two large lemonades”—
he pays and he pulls off into the parking lot..
“wanna eat here?” you nod softly not really caring and he parks and grabs the bag from your lap and gives you your food..
y’all start eating at talking, getting to know each other.. while your talking connie reaches back and grabs a tin and opens it and pull out a blunt..
“you smoke?” “only carts” you say, which is true, your friend usually gets them for you when you hang out.
“mm- he hums starting to light up “you wanna try it?” you smile a bit “you trynna get me high?” he laughs throwing his head back a bit “nah mama it jus helps with anxiety nd shi.. jus to relax you”
you roll your eyes a bit, “yea ill try it” he takes his hit first and softly smoothing down the lifted ends and hand it to you.. you take it, taking a small hit than you usually do cause your not used to it, you ghost and connie almost feels his dick twitch watching you do that..
“you like it” he says and you nod “it’s smooth” you say with a smile and you hit it again..
after a while you both loosen up, the highs are hitting you and you both vibe to the music and talk, until you hear a phone ring and connie picks up with a slight annoyed look..
“yo” he says with a harshness in his voice that you haven’t heard before..
he silently listens before running a hand down his face and starting the car.. he looks at you and silently mouths “seatbelt” and you quickly start putting it on and he puts his on while pulling out..
“tell him to wait his ass there, do not let him leave that fucking house trey, i swear to god” he hands up the phone and plops it in the cup holder and speeds a bit..
you stay quiet mot knowing what’s going on, and he looks at you
“sorry mama, i’m gonna have to take you home”
“oh okay um.. do you need my address?” “yes ma’am, he mumbles and he hands you his phone and you type it into the map.. he speeds there and you softly hold onto the seat, but you trust him enough to know what he’s doing, he finally pulls up to your house, and he gets out the car.. you unbuckle your seatbelt and go to open the door but he beats you and does it for you, you grab your bag and your drink and he shuts the door and looks at you..
“did something bad happen?” you sweetly ask
“you don’t have to worry about that mama, im gon handle it.. aii?” “mhm” you hum and he nods
“gimme a hug” he whispers with a soft smile and you hug him shyly before he gets another call and you pull away..
“i gotta dip, you aii right?” you nod.. “words please”
“yes” you say and give him your best smile, “there you go” he says and presses a kiss to your cheek and picks up the phone and gets in the car, you walk up the steps to your house and notice he doesn’t leave until you step foot through the door..
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y’all! that was the first installment of “young thug” im very excited to start my first series with y’all! i obviously choose connie since that was the winning vote and i’m so excited for y’all to read it, please forgive any misspelled words as my eye tend to skip over words when i proofread! i really hope you like it and comment some things you wanna see in the series! i really wanna hear y’all! i do this for y’all as much i do it for me! i wanted to see more fics with black girl! readers so i’m here to come through!!! ily 🩷
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hanwiore · 5 months
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connie was nonchalant in his friend group, always high and lazy,
so why did he change once you came around, where did you even come from?
you both would be sitting on an red couch connie always sits on, whispering things while your leg would be over his and his hand would rub your thigh.
connie looked in love, smiling like a puppy every time you keep your promises to come over every friday to their ‘friends night’.
he always put his head in your neck, sniffing your fragrance and wrapping his hand around your hips.
so what would he say if his friends asked… “what is it that’s making you so happy and lovable.”
connie would say. “she’s sweet and cute and mine.”
all while that’s the truth he hasn’t said the full truth
because what he would’ve said is how good your fucking pussy is to him.
“fuck fuck fuck!” connie moans from under you. His wrist bounded on top of his head as his face portrays to be sadness but he felt so much happiness, he felt so fucking good.
“yes baby, love t-the way you fuck hnn- oh fuck.” he cuts of his own sentence, looking at your crimped jet black hair flow and tickle his legs as you lean back against his knees with your hands.
Giving him the most perfect view of your boobs and pretty puffy pussy, your wetness making such a sticky substance and a sticky noise every time you move your body back up to his fat pink—almost red— tip and smashing back down so your swollen clit can feel on his trimmed hair at his pubic bone.
“Love the w-way you fuck this dick baby. Love the way you f-fuck your dick s-shit imma cum.”
You moan and move forward towards him, now slamming your ass on him and a good rhythm.
“yea, want you cum in this pussy con. want you to fill me up until i feel you all right here.”
You slam down against his dick again, staying there so the end of his dick bulge slightly against your stomach and you touch the end of the hardness in your stomach. You clench around him at the pressure.
Connie eyes widened and he…whined.
“uhnnnn f-fuck ! Fuck oh b-baby m’ cummin’ m’ cummin s-shit!”
that’s why connie adored yo ass.
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alanaaii · 4 months
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COOKIES 'N CREAM.☆
smut. the title makes sense once you read it.
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A ring at your door was the start of a romantic night for you.
You thanked the amazon delivery driver and took in the package. Connie was on the couch scrolling on tiktok with his sound on high. All you could hear was that annoying text to speech sound over and over again. (If ykyk) You walk over and begin opening the package, throwing parts of it on his lap. “what is that mama?” you smile as you pull out two blue onesies. One was clearly bigger than the other and this made connie confused. “i know that’s not for me” you throw the bigger one onto connie and keep the other one. “actually it is, we’re matching look!”
You smiled as you put the onesie to your chest. “cmon ma you know i ain’t into allat” He put the onesie on the couch. “i didn’t ask ALLAT” You mocked him. “we matching if you love me”
you always knew how to make connie do whatever you wanted, he was weak in the knees for you.
You took off your clothes and put the onesie on. It fit you nicely and definitely did it’s one on your ass. You turn to the big mirror you had in your living room and started throwing that shi. Connie was clearly amused and got up to catch it, standing behind you and putting his hand on your ass. You quickly straighten up and turn to him. “nah you don’t wanna match wimme? you not getting nun” Connie exhaled as he shook his head. "fine i'll wear the fuckin' pajamas"
You smiled as you grabbed the onesie and gave it to him. “thank you pa”. Once he was changed you screamed. “you better not post none of this shit” You laughed as you stood on your tip toes to kiss him. You began to moan into his mouth as he slithered his warm tongue into your mouth. His hand making its way down to your ass. You break the kiss, “you want to bake some cookies with me?”. Connie looked at you with his low eyes and you knew how this night was gonna end.
You felt yourself squishing your legs together to give you some kind of relief. He agreed and you two made your way to the kitchen. You went to the fridge and started taking everything you needed out. Connie wasn’t worried about the cookies, he was busy getting wine glasses and wine. “you want some?” All you could do was smile. He poured both of you some wine, his clearly more full than yours. You two sat down and downed almost the whole bottle. You insisted on making a few tiktoks with him but promised not to post them. (you was going to anyway.)
After an hour, it was time to start baking. He controlled the mixer as you added the flour, sugar and everything else. You and connie couldn’t stop looking at each other and laughing so the flour was getting everywhere. Once everything was done, you put the cookies on the baking sheet and slid them into the oven, making sure you put on a 30 minute timer. You wipe your hands off and turn to connie who was looking at you with nothing but lust. A sinister smirk covered his face as he lifted you onto the counter. “pa we have 30 minutes and-“ You were cut off by connie pressing his hungry lips onto yours.
Your legs on either side of him as you felt his third leg (👀). Your whines being muffled by connie’s tongue literally down your throat. Connie began to zip your onesie down exposing your beautiful brown breast. His hand massaging them as his other hand holds onto your waist, pulling you closer to his waist. He sits up to zip his off and lets it drop to the floor. He then pulls yours off as his hands quickly make their way to your wet cunt. A moan escaped from your lips as his warm fingers touched your aching clit making slow circular motions. Your slick making it easier for him to slide a finger in. A small gasp come from you.
“you so wet for me mama”
His low and deep voice making you clench around his fingers. You suddenly feel his fingers leave you pulsing around nothing before he replaces it with his dick. His dick was painfully hard, his tip already oozing pre. He slowly slid himself into your desperate pussy. “connn” Going back to kissing you, his strokes started slow.
Pumping himself inside of your slippery insides. He uses his free hand to give your clit some attention. Connie’s strokes began to speed up, hitting that one spot that he knows you go crazy for. You keep moaning into his mouth. As he feel you start to clench onto him, he lifts up to look at you. “so pret-pretty, fuck i’m about to cum“ So overstimulated, tears filled your eyes. Connie’s grip on your waist tightens as he came inside of you. The warm cream coating your walls white. “..fuck” was all you heard as you were coming to your own high. Your moans were loud you were pretty sure your neighbors could hear but you didn’t care, connie was putting that work in.
When you came down from your high, you heard the ringing of an alarm. You look back at connie. “Well cookies are done” You and connie just giggled as he helped you got off the counter and clean up.
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tvgals · 6 months
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anytime connie dyes his hair he has to buy you a new frontal to match.
“baby! i went blonde again!” connie yells into the apartment. he was grinning so hard when you ran around the corner just to see his hair. you smiled and peppered kisses all over his face. “ouuu, baby! you look so fine!” connie grinned and pressed a kiss to your lips.
“i bought you a lil sum too.” connie says, opening his phone. you cock your head to the side in curiosity. connie flips the phone to face you and you can see it’s a blonde wig from one of your favorite shops. you squeal in excitement and hug connie as tight as you can.
“thank you con’! it’s so pretty!” you smile.
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rimaiahwrites · 8 months
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Know better
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Connie catches you playing with his gun… short spanking, bratty behavior, softish dom!connie, sub!black!reader, aftercare, fluffy.
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Your stomach growled as you stood up from the bed and went to the kitchen to grab something to eat, then went to sit in the living room with Connie, “hi my handsome boyy.” You grinned as you leaned in to kiss him on the lips. He ignored you, mumbling a quick “wassup” while aggressively clicking on the buttons of his controller.
You huffed loudly, Connie was paying you no attention today because he was too busy on the game with his homeboys, eren, jean and ony. You pouted and laid your chin on his shoulder “Bubba you’re not paying attention to me” you whined. His eyes still glued to the tv not hearing a word you just said but apparently all the boys talking through his headset did because you could their loud asses asking for you to say hi, so you grabbed the headset from Connie and placed it on your head. “Hi boys yes it is I the princess.” They all chuckled and each said their hi’s and hello’s.
“Where you been at girl?” Eren asked, the group hasn’t hung out in a minute because normally the kickbacks were at yall house but since Connie been working way more lately nobody has really had the time to hang out.
You huffed and looked over at Connie giving him the side eye, “nothing just at home dealing with your annoying ass brother he’s been ignoring me all day-“ before you really finish Connie snatch the headset from you. You flipped him off and grabbed your phone to go back up stairs. “She tripping y’all know she spoiled as fuck.” Stomping your back up stairs to your room to find something to do and just as you walked past the dresser Connie’s gun was just sitting there. Curiosity got the best of you and you grabbed the heavy weapon, it looked so big in your hand compared to the way it looked in Connie’s. You pulled your bonnet off and posed in front of the mirror with it in your hand, your finger off the trigger. You giggled.
Maybe I need one I look like a boss bitch for real. You thought.
“Y’all niggas tripping man gimme my shit!” You whispered yelled putting the gun up and pointing it at the mirror playing like you was a gangsta like mr. baldie down stairs. You kept playing around with his loaded gun saying all the things you hear him say to people whenever he has to pull his gun out, which was only twice because he always tries to be on his best behavior when he has you around, he didn’t really like you seeing him like that or to put you in a position to be harmed with the nonsense he deals with. you were his little princess and he wanted you kept in the dark about all the stuff he puts himself into.
So he definitely didn’t playing with his gun so imagine the shook on your face when his deep voice said loudly “what the hell is you doing?” snatching the gun out your hand and placed in his waist band. “Huh? Nothing I-I was just-“
“Just what? Playing with my loaded gun? Which you know you ain’t supposed to be doing you know the rules”
“I know i was Broad you wasn’t paying me any attention!” You pouted crossing your arms, he fake pouted back and bend down to your height, “oh so you think just because I wasn’t going you my full undivided attention for a couple hours you can break the rule and go against what I say?” Hissed as he sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at you very angrily like he was up to something, it made you very nervous so you stayed as far away from the bed as possible. “Co’ mere” he said lowly making the come here motion with his finger, you stood there hands behind your back playing with the end of Connie’s over sized shirt that laid at the back of your thighs.
“Now y/n.” He said sternly making you jump a little as you made your way over to him. He grabbed you and flipped you on your face, your face was planted on the bed and your ass laid across his legs. You gasped when he pulled your shirt- well his shirt up over your booty and pulled your pink lace panties down to expose your bare skin.
“Con please no.”
“You know you ain’t supposed to be playing wit’ daddy’s gun, you know better so what happens when you don’t follow the rules?”
“I get Punished, but-“ he chuckled and pulled his hoodie off.
“Ain’t no buts, you getting 20 and don’t lose count because if you do imma start over.” He said raising his hand high up and smacking you hard on the plump of your ass making you jump, you gasped loudly reaching back to grab his hand.
“Move your hands, now put them under your chin.” He popped your hands making you whine and quickly hide them away from him. He spanked you again, the tears began to come, you tried your best to keep the sobs in but his rough hands kept coming down on your bottom so hard making it sting.
What made it even worse was you weren’t used him being so mean, your daddy has barely raised his voice at you let alone spank you as a punishment, the most he has done was give you light soft spanks when you would act up when he was in your guts. You almost didn’t know if your were crying from the pain or your feelings being hurt.
“Papa please no more!” You cried
“Nah I already told, never touch my guns so why I come up here to see you playing with it?” He asked hitting you again. You almost couldn’t get your words out
“I-I didn’t put my finger on the trigger!” You screamed.
“That doesn’t matter I told you not to touch it at all, what if you accidentally shot it? Huh? What if you accidentally shot yourself?” he was so mad and you could tell by the way his grip on your waist was getting tighter and his hand was coming down harder making your ass jump, his hand felt hot and your ass you were sure was a bright red by now. Him even thinking about you hurting yourself with HIS gun made him feel a little sick, he didn’t play about you.
You were on the last five spanks and you just couldn’t take it anymore so without thinking of the consequences you reached back and grabbed his hand looking him in the eyes with your big brown teary eyes. “Papa please no more m’ so sorry won’t do it again..” you pouted, you felt like you were in a daze. Connie could see it in your eyes that you were deep in sub space, you looked so far gone. His heart melted and pulled you up to face him.
“Ok baby no more.”
He grabbed your chubby cheeks and kissed your lips softly.
“You won’t ever do that again mama?” You shook your head fast. “I p-promise, never ever again.” You sniffled. Putting your head in his neck breathing his scent in deeply. He smiled and leaned back against the pillows resting against your headboard, he rubbed your back trying to sooth your sniffles and hiccups. He looked down and saw that your bottom was a dark red and big hand prints covering it. He put his hands on it and you jumped a little and let out a whine. He cringed a little, his poor baby he thought even if it was for your own good.
“I just wanna keep you safe and I can’t do that if you don’t listen to what I tell you sweetheart you understand?” You nodded your head still keeping your head in between his neck and shoulder. After a few minutes of silence you spoke very softly keeping your voice very low. “Are you still mad at me?”
“Look at me,” he demanded holding your face in his big vainly hands. “I’m not mad anymore ok? And you did such a good job at taking your punishment mama, my big girl.” He mumbled kissing you all over your face and neck.
“You deserve a reward for taking it like a good girl, what do you want? A new Prada bag? Shoes? Ice cream? Anything you want.”
“Mm…” you said patting your chin in thought. “How about a new bag and ice cream?” And Connie agreed because you were his spoiled good girl…most of the time.
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Might do a part2 cuz it’s not as long as I wanted but just wanted to get this out
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