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connie with a shy gf ?

“LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME, YA LOOKIN’?”

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cw: p in v smut, dirty talk, reader is shy, black! coded reader, edging, soft! dom connie, fingering, oral (f), degradation, cervix fucking, rough sex, sub! reader, dom and sub dynamic kinda?? i think that’s it

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“how come you never look at me when we fuck?” the question from your boyfriend has you choking on your tea, you whack your fist against your chest as your body heaves with coughs.

“c-connie! you can’t just say stuff like that.” you tell him, placing your tea cup down as you place your hands against your brown cheeks, flushing with heat from embarrassment.

“why not? it’s just me and my pretty girl talking. plus, it’s true. you always close your eyes when i fuck your-” your hands go to his mouth, covering it before he can say the next words to his sentence. it’s like he has no filter sometimes.

“connie springer!” you shriek, laughing when his tongue darts out to lick your hand. his arms wrap around your waist, pushing you down onto the couch beneath you.

he buries his face into your neck, taking a long breath to smell the sweet perfume you always have on. his warm breath tickles your neck, making your eyes flutter closed. it feels so good, even though it shouldn’t.

“m’ serious. m’ not gonna keep fucking you if you won’t look at me. i wanna see those pretty eyes.” he mutters into your neck, making you pout. he sits up, pulling you into his lap with a satisfied smile, as if it’s the best idea he’s ever had.

“but connie—” you about to whine at the unfairness of his words, interrupted only when your boyfriend pulls you in for a quick kiss on your lips.

“no buts,” he says and just like that, his arms are at his sides and he walking into the kitchen leaving you feeling lonely from the lack of his touch.

he stays true to word too, as hard as it is for him. he knows that you’re shy, it’s something he loves about you. but the boy wants to see how far he can push you with this, kind of like a little experiment if you will.

“want my fingers now pretty?” your boyfriend breathe onto your lips, fingers playing with the bands of your underwear. you bite down on your lower lip, nodding quickly.

“tell me,” he urges, making your eyes widen. he never asked you to do that before, knowing just how shy you get when he says the word “pussy” .. so why is he torturing you like this??

“con..” you timidly whine, rutting your hips up against his fingers. he shakes his head, laying another light kiss on your lips in an effort to tease you. and it fucking works of course, having you silently begging him with those teary brown eyes.

“guess you don’t want em’ that much then.” he sighs, hands going to your thighs to caress the skin gently. you can’t deal with all these light little teasing touches .. it’s too much.

“please connie. i want .. y-your fingers.” you literally have to muster up all the courage in your body to say the words, face growing embarrassingly hot from the dirty things you’d just said for him, to him.

the boy coos at your effort and you’re immediately rewarded with him pushing your panties to the side. you let out a small whimper when his fingers gently slide up your cunt, collecting all that pretty slick you had for him.

“one or two?” he asks, making your pussy flutter. you manage to whisper a quiet “two” into the air, earning a smirk from your boyfriend.

“slut.” he smugly murmurs, making your eyes close. the name has your heart racing and your body trembling with pleasure. you secretly love it when he calls you that.

“don’t call me-” your boyfriend interrupts your words with another hot kiss, gently pushing two fingers into your pussy. your eyes squeeze shut as your pussy clenches around his thick fingers. even though he’s going slow, his digits are still slightly stretching you out. it hurts, yet it feels so good.

god, you are a slut.

connie’s lips don’t stop moving against yours, kissing you quite passionately as he curls his fingers .. pressing against that spot. the spot that he knows has your pretty little cunt fluttering around his fingers, getting his digits all wet with your cum.

you hands clutch onto his shirt, hard. connie chuckles when he feels your hips rise .. needy pussy humping his fingers as you let out small little whimpers.

then, he notices how tightly your eyes are squeezed shut.

you’re having an amazing time it seems, eyes closed as breathy whimpers leave your lips. until it’s all snatched out from you by connie removing his fingers.

your eyes shoot open and you see your boyfriend frowning at you. he licks his fingers clean before pulling your panties back up your legs. you shake your head, gripping onto him as your about ready to cry.

why? what did you do?

“connie?” his name comes out as a question, and it’s actually cute how confused you look right now.

“said i wouldn’t fuck you if you don’t look at me. i’m gonna go make us some dinner.” he presses a kiss to your forehead, seemingly as if nothing had happened.

“but connie—” you’re about to whine again, before you’re cut off with a yell from your boyfriend as he runs down the hall.

“no buts!”

this goes on for quite some time. and boy do you try hard every time you and connie get intimate to keep your eyes open. but he makes it so hard. the way he uses his fingers, his tongue, even the way fucking his hips move .. you can’t do anything but shut your eyes as you succumb to the pleasure. how could you not??

“you gonna look at me this time?” connie asks, sliding your pink panties off your legs. you suck in a breath to prepare yourself.

you can do this. you’ve had weeks of practice and edging from him. you can do this.

“m’ gonna try,” you say weakly, fingers digging into the bedsheets beneath you as connie’s lips travel lower and lower down your body with teasingly gentle kisses.

“we’ll see,” he hums, gripping your legs. your heart picks up as he folds them, letting out a groan as he exposes your slicked up cunt to him. fucking gorgeous as always.

his lips gently lay on your clit, rousing a little moan from you. your boyfriend’s tongue swiftly darts out, swiping at your clit now. your toes begin to curl, and fuck .. are you clenching around his tongue already?? he’s literally just started.

“connie..” you whimper, eyes tearing up as he begins to add a finger, scissoring it in and out of you slowly. it feels good, so good. all those weeks of edging and being left hanging have your abdomen already clenching clenching so hard.

your eyes threaten to flutter closed, but you catch it .. eyes shooting open. there was no way you were ruining this for yourself.

“y’ so wet for me pretty. maybe i should edge y’ more often.” your boyfriend smirks, pushing a second thick finger through your slick folds. he gently slides it in slowly before curling it and pressing it against that spot. your pussy clenches around him tightly, and you let out a beautiful moan.

his eyes go to yours, checking to see if your eyes are closed and connie feels his dick jump when he’s sees your pleasure-filled eyes on his. your brown lids are barely even open, but your eyes fight it .. fight to keep them trained on your boyfriend.

connie’s cheeks grow a little warm when he realizes that you did listen to him. that you are doing this because you want to make him happy. and the fact has his cock throbbing in his black pants.

he should really edge you more often.

you let out an unsatisfied groan when connie’s fingers slide out of your pussy. mistakenly you think he’s about to edge you again and can’t help but pout. you were so close ..

“none of that, you little brat. hold your legs up.” he instructs, and your eyes widen when you realize what’s about to happen.

you have never held you legs up faster in your entire life.

connie’s eyes stay on yours as he unzips his pants. he slowly pulls them down, and you close your eyes when you feel the bed shift from his weight.

fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck.

“eyes open,” connie gently commands you, and your eyes shoot open at his tone. you place your arms around connie’s neck as he presses his weight down onto you, he’s so warm and heavy .. and fuck .. you’re dripping onto the sheets now.

“breathe in baby, breathe in with me.” connie instructs with a raspy tone, rubbing his tip against your clit which was practically dripping from his previous teasing. he taps the sticky head of his cock against your pussy once! twice! before gently pressing it through your tight ring of muscles.

“1 .., 2…,” you grip his shoulders as his cock gently slides into your cunt, making the both of you moan when he holds your legs down to completely bottom out.

“oh, fuck.” your boyfriend moans, eyes hardening as he relishes in the way your spongey walls clamp around him tightly. connie can’t help the slight jerk! of his hips from the pleasure, and he really can’t help it when his eyes flutter closed quickly.

you feel so much wetter than usual.

“let me see your fucking eyes y/n.” at his words you look up at your boyfriend, no longer covering your face into his shoulder. his eyes are stony and angry, very different from the sappy smile that he usually had when he fucked you. you clutch onto his shoulders as his thrusts begin to get harsher, gently shaking the bed from the force of each snap of his hips.

“y’ don’t like lookin’ at me?” he asks, voice growing angrier as his hips thrust up angrily, now absolutely bullying the head of his tip into your cervix. your back arches of the bed from the increase of power from your boyfriends thrusts, your lips fall open in a silent scream as the pleasure hit you like a truck.

connie’s hands grip your thighs, pushing them down, down into the bed to the point where it starts to burn slightly .. giving you the fuck of your life as he plunges his cock into your slick cunt faster.

“connie i-”

“m’ i not your boyfriend?” his voice is full of anger now, eyes trained on your cunt as he fucks you with quick plat! plat! sounds.

“y-yes!” you whimper, eyes closing again. connie’s nails painfully dig into the skin of your hips as he fucks you now with brutal, short thrusts, the head of his cock knocking the breath out of you as it hits your cervix.

“then fuckin” THRUST! your breath becomes short and choppy as he gives you a brutal snaps of his hips. your pretty features scrunch up as your abdomen clenches again, harder this time.

“look” another THRUST! and your brown eyes go crossed, pussy fluttering wildly around the thick cock mercilessly penetrating your slick walls with each quick snap of connie’s hips.

“at” another THRUST! has your nipples tightening in the hot air mixed with the sweat and heat of your bodies, your body feels hot and tight as connie gives you another hard snap of his hips, hands roughly pushing your legs open as wide as they’ll go to fit his cock in as tight in that sloppy cunt as possible.

“me!” THRUST! you don’t even hear the last part as your pussy constricts, squirtings clear liquid all over your boyfriends cock, and yet, his hips don’t stop. connie lets go of your legs, opting to push your hands down onto the bed as he fucks your sensitive cunt into overstimulation.

the sounds your pussy makes have your head spinning as you body heats up. you can hear how wet you are now, and you’re so fucked out it’s no longer even embarrassing.

connie wishes he could take a mental picture of you right now. brown eyes welling up with tears of pleasure as you look up at him, unable to move as his hips increase in their pace snap, snapping! up and down to fuck into you. your brown nipples are hard, practically begging for attention as he holds your hands down, cock fucking into your tight walls relentlessly.

“shit, m gonna cum..” connie groans, eyes becoming low lidded as he feels his abdomen clench tightly. he could only hold out so long, and he had also been edging himself with you as well. your cunt flutters around his again, flexing as it clenches tightly, drawing a quiet whine from your boyfriend.

you have never been more happy that connie made you keep your eyes open during sex .. because he looks godly right now.

his hazel eyes are trying not to close as his pace stutters. his thrusts become sloppy, as his eyes close. sweat drips down fro his forehead, breaths coming out harsh and uneven from the stimulation. he’s never looked hotter before.

“cum connie. f-fucking cum in your pussy. make it yours,” the soft utterance of your words shock him to the core. he goes rigid, hands gripping your wrist down onto the bed as he cums the hardest he ever has in his fucking life. you whine as you feel his thick cum fill your pussy up, so much so that some seeps out of your stuffed cunt onto the bed.

“fuck .. sorry, baby. was i too rough pretty girl?” connie asks, concern lacing his voice as his hands gently caress your wrists now. you shake your head with a smile, pulling your boyfriend down to your chest.

once you two take a shower and get the sheets cleaned up, you and connie opt for a cuddle under a movie in your room.

“hey, i forgot to ask,” your boyfriends speaks, interrupting the movies big action scene. you look over to him in confusion, as he gives you that sappy smile you love.

“where did you learn to talk dirty?” he asks, making your eyes widen. your brain flashes back to the things you said when you were drunk off of pleasure, and you turn away from connie with a groan.

“let’s just pretend that never happened!” you say, turning the volume up on the tv. connie takes the remote from you as he turns the volume down.

“tell me.” he urges, a playful smile on his handsome face. you roll your eyes and lean in, cupping your hand as if you’re about to whisper in his ear.

“not telling!” you sing softly, settling back down. connie lets out a childish whine at your teasing and he pouts like a child.

“but—” he begins to speak, but you cut him off with a quick peck to his lips.

“no buts,” you tell him, turning back to the movie.

PASSENGER PRINCESS - connie springer x black!reader

summary: your... best friend takes you on your weekly late nights drives. but, this night is different: both of you are aware of the tension between y'all even though neither of you address it- until tonight. warnings: marijuana usage, best friends to lovers, eventual smut, yk car sex, french kissing

you just had got off work, and today really wore you out. it was the usual: your manager was getting on your nerves, there was this lady who tried to argue with you over the counter, and you had to train probably the most incompetent teen who had just got hired. all you knew is you need a blunt and a nap.

as you're laying on your bed ready to kick your clothes off, your phone buzzes. a text from connie, probably the only person you have patience for right now. it reads 'you home?' to which he knows you are, he found out when you get off work (because he listens, of course. totally didn't do his own research before you even told him directly). the minute you text back he's calling your phone, and you roll your eyes a bit 'cause you already know he wants to bother you now.

"hello, sir?" you can hear him smack his lips.

"man, you not even tired! i'm 'bout to head out anyway, just wanted to see what you was doin' right now."

"what, you trynna pick me up?"

"don't ask dumbass questions, you want me to pull up or not?"

you smile to yourself, and get up to change out your work clothes. "mmm... yea. c'mon."

"bet." *click*

soon enough, you see his car pull up from your apartment window and make your way out the door. as you walk down the stairs, you can't help but grin to yourself. no matter how bad of a mood you're in you would never miss an opportunity to chill with his fine as- you mean, the only tolerable dude you know.

you open the car door, the smell of weed hitting your nose. "yooo!" connie greets you with a smile, and a wood in hand. he already had started to roll up before you even made it to the car.

"nigga, what did i tell you 'bout smoking outside here?! if i get in trouble, it is not gonna be my fault!"

"you'on wanna hotbox?" he asks obviously, making you roll your eyes as you buckle in your seatbelt.

he starts the car up and places one hand on the wheel, ready to find an empty parking lot. he notices how you stare outside the window, hand resting on your cheek. "work piss you off?" you simply reply with, "why?" and he says "you not talkin' like usual and actin' all bothered."

he was right, work did piss you off. but for some reason, he was making you especially nervous today. "ion know, just my manager was on dick today. and i had to train this lil' boy he was pissing me off too. i know he a kid but damn, this why i ain't wanna be a trainer in the first place. i already work overtime most of the week i don't be having the energy for that shit, y'know? he keep giving me all these things to do like my schedule not already tight and i'm busting my ass just to still not get promoted yet." it was nice to get stuff of your chest like this because it really calmed you down. better yet, he knew how to calm you down. he knows how to listen while making sure you're still having a good time.

he eventually pulls up to a gas station. "well, don't let that shit bother you. you probably gon get promoted anyway cause you actually do your job. besides, if that don't happen, i been telling you to quit anyway." getting out the car, he pulls his hoodie over his head and comes to open your car door. "now c'mon." "i don't want noth-"

"i said c'mon, mama, i'm getting you snacks! and i want some too i'm not leavin' you in here."

having no argument, you get out and walk with him inside. since it is late, you're the only ones in there and there's only one cashier in sight. the mid aged lady smiles at the two of you as she notices the door bell ring. you both grab a drink of choice from the freezer and make your way to the counter. he sees your eyes dart to a bag of chips, and he picks it up to place it down before you grab his hand. "you don't have to, con." he ignores you, sliding it to the cashier to scan. "oh, stop it, you act like i haven't payed for your hair before."

"your total is $12.59"

he pulls a 20 out his pocket, handing it to her a taking his change. as you both leave, she says "by the way, you two are such an adorable couple!" but, before you can correct her, connie replies

"thank you, ma'am!"

now, you're both sat in the car laughing at the interaction that just happened. "thank you? for real?" you say through giggling. connie simply shrugs, "i ain't wanna make her feel bad!" in your mind, you began to question his response still. why didn't he say no? "i mean shit, you don't look bad so." he stops, furrowing his eyebrows and side eyeing you. "oh, if i was ugly you woulda had a issue?" you look to the side as he pretends to start to be offended. "well, yeah duh." he laughs in response, you following after. "alright, dude."

eventually, he pulls into a random parking lot. you see a bench and a sign, so you assume this is just some park in the area. luckily, no one's here anyway. connie's hand finds the back of your headboard as backs up into a spot. "found this spot like yesterday, nobody really around at night. plus it's chill, i wanna talk to you and ion wanna be bothered seeing other people around."

you can't help but focus on his jawline as he looks back, barely paying attention to the words coming out his mouth. "you even listenin' to me?" he snaps you back into reality. you turn back in your seat as you smack your lips and he chuckles, settling back into his seat. he picks up from where he started, rolling a blunt for the both of you. once he finishes he pulls out a lighter from his glove department, bringing it to his mouth. your eyes pay good attention to his eyes glancing down at the wood, his fingers, his mouth as he inhales, and the way he looks at you after he puffs out smoke.. god he looked fine.

"damn, you gon' take it?" he asks before you even get the chance to zone out completely. you mutter "my fault" before taking it and bringing it to your own mouth. now, its his turn to examine your movements. you don't even notice him eyeing you: the way your acrylics look as you hold it, your makeup still looking nice after a full day of work, your closed lids, the way you're slightly titling your head back... fine as fuck he thinks to himself. he takes off his hoodie as his body warms up. when you look back at him, you see his toned arms in the moonlight and your face begins to heat up. "you feel better, ma?" you nod in response, attempting to contain yourself. however, he can't help but examine you and you begin to notice. "so, what you wanna talk abt?"

he uncharacteristically fiddles with his thumb and looks down. "well shit..." you take another hit, still making eye contact with him. "after that thing just happened it kind of reminded me even more," he takes a pause. he puts his hand out, and you pass the blunt to him before he continues. he brings it to his lips, slowly inhaling. then as he exhales,

"what if we was a couple?"

you take a second, nearly being took out your high that barely started coming over you. "oh.. uhm-"

"not like that, just what if, y'know?" he quickly interjects to save himself from possible rejection. "yeah of course....well, ion know like i said you not ugly." you end up shrugging. sure, you guys are friends, but it would be a complete lie to say you haven't thought about it yourself. you had just never planned on voicing it. "well, what do that mean?"

"i don't know, you not ugly. if we talking hypothetically you my type i guess." you explain, avoiding saying how you actually feel. "i guess is crazyyy." he leans back in his seat, throwing one of arms behind his head as he takes another hit. "so, i'm yo type?"

you feel yourself start to smile. "now what do you mean, sir?" he simply laughs. "i think you pretty too, y/n." his statement catches you offguard, and you find yourself speechless. he only laughs more and looks straight at you, now half-lidded with red hued eyes. "you ain't notice me starin' at you for how many times you been in my car? and you the only girl i really be having in my car, you basically my passenger princess."

the name passenger princess makes you feel warm in a place that you are not willing to acknowledge. "...well, i been starin' at you too. surprised you ain't notice" he's quiet for a second, then looks down at his lap with a smirk. "i did." you smack his arm and he's now in a fit of laughter as he relishes in your embarrassment. after a minute, he smiles at his eyes cant help but focus on your lips. "what?"

he takes a minute to think over the choices he's about to make. and after some thinking, he comes to a conclusion. "...c'mere, mama."

you stare at him for a second, questioning if this is a good idea. but, the way his arms look after removing his hoodie and the way he's manspreading is definitely blinding your judgement. so, you find yourself climbing in his lap just slightly raised up enough so you're not actually sitting on him. but, his hand wraps around your waist and makes you sit down. "aw c'mon, why you bein so shy? it's just me." and he's right. this isn't even the first time you've been this close to him or sat on his lap. your friendship has very little... boundaries. or better yet, you two have a closer platonic relationship than others.

he stares back at you as he raises the blunt in his hand to your lips. you take a hit, blowing smoke directly in his face. you both smile and laugh softly, connie biting his bottom lip. "you so goddamn fine, i swear."

all you respond with a soft giggle as you lean closer into his chest. he wraps an arm around your shoulders and holds eye contact. finally, you both slowly lean in, closing the distance between your faces. his lips instantly catch yours and set a steady pace. he tastes like soda and indica, but right now that is so delicious to you. subconsciously, you slowly move your hips on his laps in rhythm with the movement of your lips on his. he lowly grunts and pulls away. "woah, what you trynna do?" he mumbles, eyeing your body on top of his. "shit, i been holding in a lot, con... i'm on what you on."

his eyes find your thighs, then comes back up to your red, lazy eyes. "you sure, ma?" you bite your lip, "yeah... you want to?" a soft chuckle leaves his lips and he leans back in, centimeters away from your lips. "i been wantin' to do so much to you, y/n, i wanna make you mine.."

his lips crash onto yours and his hands immediately find your ass, massaging the plush skin hidden by your leggings. your tongue finds it way into his mouth and he matches you, tongues dancing with each other. you can feel his boner from under you, and you hope he can't feel you throbbing on top of him. he pulls away again, and tugs at the hem of your leggings.

"can i move these, baby?" he asks. you nod, and he pulls them down to your knees. you shimmy them off knowing you're better off without them restricting your ankles. in return, he scoots you back and he unzips his pants, pulling them down to reveal his stiff hard dick under his boxers. nearly drooling, you eagerly move back up and kiss him again. you grind your hips on his lap once more, moaning into his lips at the feeling. his hand go to guide you and kneed on your ass. he groans into the kiss, you making him harder than he already was.

then, you pull away. he takes a second to look down and notices the wet spot forming on his boxers. he smirks to himself, "damn, baby you that wet?" you look away, still grinding on him. he laughs to himself at your reaction then slides his hand down, pulling your underwear to the side. this thumb finds your clit and you gasp at the sudden contact. he rubs slowly, eyes glued down. he pays attentions to the way your hips begin to buck upward at his touch. then, he slowly slides two fingers into your entrance. "o-oh fuck-!" you moan out. looking back up to you, he licks his lips and focuses on you. "like that, mama?"

you hum in response, eyes closing with pleasure. grinning, he curls his fingers and earns a louder moan sliding out your lips like butter. the sound of you and your wetness as he plays with you is music to his ears. "c-connie..." as you moan out for him, he perks up teasingly. "hm, baby?" you open your mouth to speak, and cut yourself off with another moan. "i- fuck.. i need you"

"need what, babygirl?"

you whine, knowing he's making you say it. "..need you t' fuck me, bae.."

with that, he slips his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth and keeping eye contact as he licks them clean. while he does this he lets you pull him out his boxers, dick springing out. you already had a feeling, but he's big. you stroke him slowly, taking notice of how he squirmed in your touch. "fuck, y/n.." his hips buck upward and his lids close for a second, slightly throwing his head back. you end up throwing off your underwear, leaving you in only your hoodie you left the house in.

"take yo time, okay?" he says softly as you lift up. you nod, and finally begin to sink down onto him. he bites his lips as he feels your slick coating him as you slide his dick into you. your hands grip his shoulders as you sit all the way down, feeling every inch of him. you both moan at the feeling. after a few seconds, you start moving up and down on him. your head falls into the crook of his neck, moaning onto his skin and sending chills down his spine. "f-fuck...baby.."

his hands find your hips, following your movements. "damn baby, just like that.. ride that shit.." you pick up the pace and your grip on him tightens. he now goes to grips your ass, helping move you up and down on all his length. "fuck-! 's so big.." you're whining and moaning into his shoulder, working yourself on him.

connie starts to move his hips in unison with you. "yeah, you like that shit? he starts grinning, looking at your face buried into him. "mhm.. love this dick.." your slick is staining his boxers even more as it drips down while you coat his dick in arousal. "i know, mama, this pussy takin' me so well... you wet f' me." he smacks your ass, earning a small gasp out of you. "look at me, ma."

you lift your head and he smiles at you, admiring your current state. "sexy as fuck.." he moves to massage your hips before pecking your lips. "love you, princess." your heart flutters, as well as your pussy, and your lips form a small smile. "love you, pa" you circle your hips on him and he hums with satisfaction, curses falling out his mouth. "yeah, just like that.. so fuckin' good.."

you ride him with intent, doing it like you had always did in your fantasies. "you feel so good.." you moan, your hole gripping him tighter. "fuck.. i know, ma, i know. takin' this dick so well."

a knot begins to form in your stomach and your eyes squint again as you look back at him. "baby, 'm gonna cum.." you moan, now moving up and down faster. in response, he begins fucking up into you at the same pace.

"mhm c'mon, nut all on this dick." your moans grow in volume and you become putty in his hands. "fuckfuckfuck!" you cry out as your eyes close shut, and you're slamming your ass down on him as you chase your high. he moans as he watches you, holding you tighter. "yeah, there you go mama..." soon, you begin writhing on him as you cream on top of him, painting his dick white. you can feel the strings of your own cum as he continues to thrust into you, reaching his own orgasm. "c-connie! fuck!"

"'m close baby, 'm close, i know." his breathes are frantic and his head is thrown back. "holy fuck, baby.. shit-!" he pulls out as he jerks himself, releasing himself on your ass. you both lay on each other, out of breath as you come down. he looks at you, a smile growing on his face. "don't you go fuckin' somebody else like that, you mine now."

you smile back tiredly, leaning in to kiss him. this kiss is slow, and loving. you pull away, "and you mine."

© rumisgf

Ahhhhh,this I what life SHOULD be!!😭😭😭😭😭I don't gotta be wasting time on these good for nothing ass niggas! I could be happy with Constance Alejandro Springer and our 3 kids and counting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Miss Me?

Pairing: BabyDaddy!Connie x Black!Reader

Warnings: unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, pet names, Connie speaks spanish, Connie is a panty thief, multiple orgasms, fingering, mirror sex, mating press, cream pie, super fluffy at the end.

Word count: 4.3k

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“Cairo please stay still so mama can change your diaper, your dad will be here any minute.” You plead with your toddler, rushing to put on his diaper.

“Damn it Connie”  You mumble at the sound of your doorbell ringing, of course he shows up early when your hands are full. 

“Mama, papa’s at the door.” Your oldest, Cj, says as he eats his snack at the kitchen table.

“Have you tried opening the door from papa?” You ask him, trying and failing to hide your sarcasm.

Your son sighs out dramatically and pauses his Ipad. He drags his feet to the front door and opens it. 

“Cj! Que paso papa?” You hear your son’s voice perk up as he and his father start speaking Spanish.

“Your Spanish is magnificent papa, I see your mama is teaching you well?” He looks over at you and stifles a laugh while you wrestle with Cairo.

“I’m trying to. There! Go ahead and be free.” You huff and lean back on your arms, tilting your head to the side with a smile on your face as he toddles over to his father.

“Ven aqui hijo!” He exclaims, immediately scooping the small boy up into his arms as he kisses all over his face.

You stand up from your spot on the floor and grab your phone to check the time. You have a date tonight and who better to watch your boys than their father.

“Mama you didn’t give papa a hug yet” Your son points out, hiding a sneaky smile behind his hand as he giggles.

“He’s right mami, you’re the only one who hasn’t given me a hug.” He sets your younger son down and walks over to you slowly with his arms open wide. 

“You guys think you’re so sneaky don’t you?” You look between the both of them and playfully roll your eyes. 

You walk over to Connie and wrap your arms around his waist, you let out a gasp when he tightens the hug and rubs his hands up and down your back. You can't exactly explain it, but the way he’s hugging you kind of made you miss him being around. 

“Make sure your little boyfriend has you back at a decent time.” He pulls away from you and gives you a smile.

“Okay one, Tyler is not my boyfriend he’s my work friend. And two I will let you know how the night goes when I come back.” You give him a quick kiss on the cheek then head to your room to get ready.

After about 45 minutes you finally finish getting yourself together. You make your way to the living room and swing your purse onto your shoulder.

--- “Alright boys, I’ll be back by 11. If you need anything ask your father, and Connie if you need anything you know who to dial.” You dig through your bag for your keys and look up to see your sons and their father staring at you. 

“What’s the problem?” You ask, rolling your eyes and resting a hand on your hip. 

“Mommy it’s cold out you should wear a sweater” Cj says, walking over to the coat rack. 

“Yeah mami, you should really put on a sweater. We wouldn’t want you to catch a cold now, would we?” He asks, eyeing you from head to toe as you apply your lip gloss. 

“It’s 78 degrees, you guys are doing too much” You check yourself over again and grab your keys.

“Have fun!” Connie and the boys say in unison which brings a smile to his face.

“Alright, who wants to watch scary movies and eat ice cream?!” 

~~~

Connie quietly backs out of the boys room and pulls the door shut as carefully as he can.

“Finally, those boys can play all night long.” Connie mumbles to himself and turns to walk down the steps.

He stops in front of your door and stares at the shiny knob in front of him. He rubs his hand over his face and steps inside what used to be your shared bedroom and looks around.

He chuckles to himself as the memories of you two in this room take over his mind, so many nights full of laughter, tears, moans and whimpers. Nights he wishes you two can hopefully have again.

A red fabric catches his eyes and he raises an eyebrow as he squats down to retrieve the piece of cloth. He unfolds the fabric and is surprised at the sight of your skimpy panties in his hand.

He stuffs the panties into his back pocket and can’t help but fantasize about the things he’s going to do to and with the pretty underwear. He decides to leave the room now before you come home and catch him snooping.

Although that wouldn’t be such a terrible thing, he always points out how sexy you look when you’re pissed off. 

He jogs down the steps and out to your back patio, he makes himself comfortable and pulls out a bag of weed and a pack of wraps. 

“Now for my favorite part of the night” He says out loud, talking to nobody but himself. 

He opens up the wrap and dumps the contents out into your little trash bin next to the coffee table. Connie starts focusing so hard that he doesn’t notice you stepping inside the house.

You kick your shoes off and throw your bag onto the sofa nearby, you look around the house and shake your head at the sight of him outside. You can’t help but smile at the sight, pushing down the memories trying to come back up.

“Are you going to stand there and be pretty or come and join me?” He asks, not needing to turn around to know you’re watching him.

“I’ve always hated when you do that.” You cross your arms and sit next to him on the sofa. 

“Yeah you hate a lot of the things I do, how was your little date?” He says, lighting up the blunt.  

“I see where Cj gets his listening problems from, it was not a date. But we had drinks, he bought me dinner and we just talked.” You shrug your shoulders and take the blunt from his hands. 

“You two just talked? You’re all dressed up all pretty and you just talked.” He makes a face and nods his head as if he’s trying to understand.

You cough up some smoke when he says the word pretty and pass the blunt back to him.

“Connie, you think I’m pretty?” you ask teasingly, moving closer to where he’s seated.

“I didn’t say all that, I said you dressed up all pretty.” He pokes your nose and takes a long drag, holding the smoke in his mouth as he leans his head back. 

Your eyes trail up and down his figure and you can’t up but bite your lip at the sight of his tattoos. Your body moves before you can think and you trace your finger over your favorite piece on the side of his throat. 

Your name, you both were so young when he got the tattoo. He asked you for a suggestion and you jokingly said your name, but to him he wanted nothing more than to do it.

He would do absolutely anything to make you happy, in all honesty all he wants to do now is make you happy. 

“If you didn’t think I was attractive you wouldn’t have gotten my name tattooed on your neck.” You say to him as you trace your finger over the red ink. 

He laces his fingers with yours and rubs his thumb over the back of your hand.

“You know I think you’re the sexiest woman alive, you gave me two boys. To me you can’t get any more gorgeous than you already are, yet somehow you always do.” He kisses your knuckles and sets your hand down.

You feel your face warm up as he speaks and his compliment has you at a loss for words.

“It’s getting late so I should head back to the apartment. Ony is gonna get into my stash if I’m not quick enough” You nod your head and stand up behind him. 

“I’ll lock the door behind you” you give him a small smile and he walks back inside. You follow behind him and walk towards the front door. 

“Thank you for watching the boys tonight, tell Sasha I said hey” To your surprise he just chuckles dryly and rolls his eyes. 

“Yeah that ended two months ago, I guess I forgot to tell you” he throws his hood on and puts his hands in his pocket and shrugs. 

“Connie what the hell happened!” You slap him on the arm and wait for him to explain. He lets out a sigh in annoyance and rubs his hands down his face. 

“It just didn’t work out. We fought way too much, and she kept saying crazy shit that just didn’t make sense.” He keeps his answer short to avoid diving too much into detail about the situation. 

Crazy shit like what?” You cross your arms and stare at him in anticipation. 

“She thinks I’m still in love with you, I told her I wasn’t anymore. She called me a fucking liar,  I got mad and yelled then that was the end of it” 

You’re taken aback by his statement and look around the room awkwardly. You couldn’t help but wonder if what she said was somewhat true. He gets ready to head out the front door but stops when you speak. 

“Connie, are you still in love with me?” You quietly ask, walking up to him. 

He freezes in his tracks and refuses to make eye contact with you. He lets the door knob go and turns to face you, leaning on the door as he looks at you. 

“Why does it matter if I do or not? What’s gonna change between us if I say yes?” He pushes off the door and walks over to where you’re standing. Your stomach twirls at how close he gets to you and you twiddle with your thumbs.

“Connie…” You step as close as you can and pull him towards you by his jacket. 

“Don’t start something you can’t finish mami, that’s why we got Cairo now.” He wraps an arm around your waist and stares deeply into your eyes.

You close the gap between you both and press your lips against his eagerly. He drops his bag to the floor and wraps both of his arms around your waist, pulling you in as much as he could. You push the hood off of his head and run your fingers over his hair, basking at how much it’s grown these past months. 

“U-upstairs, take me to the bedroom.” You say against his lips, shrieking when he picks you up by your legs. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a laugh as he quickly makes his way to the bedroom, almost tripping up the steps.

“Be careful or both of us are sleeping alone tonight.” You threaten playfully and he pinches your ass in return.

“Yeah, in your wildest dreams cariña. You already got me in here and it’s gonna be hard to get me to go away this time.” He pushes you up against the door and connects your lips again. He grabs your cheeks to deepen the kiss and slides his tongue inside your mouth eagerly. His hands travel down your body slowly, and he pulls the tie open on your shirt.

You let out a sigh as your breast fall from the shirt, moaning into his mouth as his large, warm hands massage your nipples. You bite down on his bottom lip as he tugs on your nipples, he rubs over the buds to soothe the sting. 

“Oh baby you’re just as gorgeous as I remember.” He pulls you off the door and lays you on your bed, looking down at you with a glint in his eyes.

“Connie don’t just stare at me, you know I get self conscious.” You whine and pull him down on top of you by his shirt.

He chuckles at your desperation and pulls his shirt off to reveal his tattoos and muscular figure, your fingers absent-mindedly gravitate towards his abdomen. 

“You want to touch them baby?” He asks teasingly, taking your wrist in his hand to place on his body. You trail your hand down his body and lick over your lips. 

“You know what I was thinking, mi amor?” He pushes you back on the bed completely and starts to pull your jeans off your legs. 

“Now that the tattoo parlor is up and running, I think you should finally let me put some ink on you baby.” Your panties come down with your jeans and he bites his lip.

“Yeah papi? I think I’ll let you put your name on me this time.” You say, enjoying the idea of his name on your body.

His head drops down between your thighs and he nips at the skin, wrapping an arm around your thigh.

“I think imma put it here, right next to these pretty stretch marks over here.” He rubs his hands up and down your thighs ever so gently, sucking on the skin until a mark forms.

“N-no, you know I hate-” You're cut off by a tattooed hand wrapping around your throat.

“I see you’re still as hard headed as ever, huh?” He asks, picking you up and moving over to the middle of your bed. 

“W-what are you doing?” You ask, looking back up at him in confusion.

“Since you still don’t listen, I’m going to have to show you how beautiful you are. Remember baby, that’s the whole reason I even put the mirror up.” He kisses your cheek and spreads your thighs apart.

“Que bonita, no?” He asks, taking two of his slender fingers to open your lips up to him.

A low groan leaves his lips at the sight of your sweet hole clenching around nothing. You let out a whine and nod at his question, he smiles and presses a kiss to your cheek. 

“Good job baby.” He praises, his lips leaving soft kisses down your neck. 

He rewards you by sliding two of his fingers into your needy cunt slowly. You arch your back and let out a low moan. Connie takes his free hand and slaps it over your mouth. 

“You wanna wake the boys up mami?” He asks, smirking at the way you clench around his fingers. 

You shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut as his fingers meet with your g-spot. You feel your orgasm creeping its way up your body as you get closer. 

“I remember what that face means, you gonna come on my fingers mi amor?”” He asks, speeding up the pace of his fingers, curling them upwards to draw you closer to your release.

The coil in your belly snaps and you come on his fingers quickly, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. Connie takes your cheeks in his hand and pulls you in for a deep kiss while you spasm around his fingers, he rubs your clit with his thumb and you whimper in his mouth.

“T-too much, I want to feel you inside of me. Please papi, I need it so bad.” You beg, he looks down at you and bites his lip at how whiny you sound.

“You want me to fuck you princesa? Want me to fuck you until you can’t speak, you want me to breed that sweet little pussy?” You moan at the thought of him filling you up with his cum and nod your head. 

He chuckles and bends you forward so you can see the mirror, you bite your lip when his sweatpants and underwear get pulled down his legs. His cock is standing upright, the tip is red and already leaking precum.

“Watch me in the mirror, okay?” He rubs a hand down your back and you nod in return. He gives himself a few strokes before he guides himself inside your pussy.

You let out a gasp as he continues pushing himself inside, he makes sure to be slow and careful as he eases himself in.

“Holy shit baby, you’re so fucking tight. Relax for me baby, I know you remember having me in there. It’s only been a few months.” He leans down and kisses the side of your forehead.

“A-ah it’s been six months!” You let out a loud moan into the sheets below you as he bottoms out inside of you. He throws his head back in pleasure and grabs your hips, he grits his teeth as he resist the urge to immediately start pounding into you.

“Well then we have lots of catching up to do. L-let me know when you want me to move, I don’t want to hurt you.” He tells you, gently trailing his fingers up your back, needing some sort of distraction to prevent himself from fucking you like a wild animal.

“It’s okay” You lift your head up from the sheets and make eye contact with him in the mirror. He flashes you his bright smile and leans down to press a kiss to your lips. His hands make their way to your hips as his own start to form a steady rhythm. You grip the sheets as his tip kisses your cervix each time he fucks into you. 

“Connie!” You gasp, your chest pressing down further into the mattress. Gripping the end of the bed like your entire life depends on it. 

“Fuckkkk, missed this tight pussy so much baby girl.” He digs his nails into your skin and forces your ass back onto him. Your moans turn into whimpers as you feel your second orgasm creep up.

“‘m gonna cum papi, I'm coming.” You warn him, he picks up his thrust and rolls his hips as you come around him for the second time tonight. Your head falls down in exhaustion and you feel his hand wrap around your chin, forcing you to face the mirror.

“Is it too much baby? You know our safe word never changed?” He teases, his hips begin to pick up their pace, you cry out in pleasure the deeper he fucks into your cunt.

“N-no! I-I can ngh…I can take it.” You look at him in the mirror and he can’t help but bite his lip and tangle his hand in your hair. He’s got you flushed against his chest as he fucks you like it’s the last time he ever will.

“Yeah? You sure you can take all of me baby?” He pulls your head back more and smiles down at your fucked out expression, smashing his lips against yours passionately. 

“We’ll see about that won’t we?” He pulls out of you and you whine in protest. You’re about to complain, but he quickly flips you onto your back and places each one of his arms next to your head so he’s looking down at you. You feel your face warm up at how intensely his brown eyes stare back into yours.

“I missed you.” You confess, rubbing your fingers up and down his tattooed arms.

He presses a gentle kiss to your lips and lifts one of your legs up, taking advantage of the new position and immediately pushing into you again. You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and he finds himself fucking into you again.

“I missed you so much, sweet girl, so. fucking. much.” He groans between each thrust and you arch your back in pleasure, his tip immediately finds your g-spot and you feel a warm sensation build up in your lower belly. 

Connie took your legs from around his waist and pushes your thighs up to your chest. You go to let out a loud moan, but are interrupted by Connie wrapping his ringed fingers around your throat.

“I know it feels good baby, but you’re gonna wake the boys up.” He gives you an evil smirk and picks up the speed of his hips. He parts your lips with his thumb and slides it between your lips.

You wrap your lips around his thumb and look up at him with teary eyes, holding back a scream as he continues his assault on your pussy. 

The sound of heavy breathing and wet skin slapping against each other fills the room. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your jaw goes slack as Connie continuously pounds into your cunt.

“Look at you, my sweet girl. No one else can ever see you like this, entiendes?” He asks, you try and respond but are too fucked out to even form a proper sentence.

Connie's fingers tighten around your throat and his thumb finds its way to your overstimulated clit, he rubs quick circles on your nub and your eyes go cross.

“I asked you a question sweetie.” He leans your face down and forces you to look at him.

“Y-yo entiendo papi, o-only belong to you. Fuck fuck! papi I’m gonna come! P-promise I’m only yours! Ah fuck” You say urgently, your pussy clenches around his dick and you feel your climax approaching. This one definitely feels stronger and more intense than the other two.

Connie lets out a loud groan as your pussy clenches around his shaft, his hips start to lose their rhythm as he gets closer to his orgasm.

“Fuck yes that’s it cariña, I wanna feel you come all over me. Give me one more baby.” He bends down and presses a hard kiss to your lips, his hips buck into yours rapidly and he can’t hold on any longer.

“Fuck Y/N, voy a venir bebe! Want me to fill that sweet pussy up and put another baby in you? Think we should try for a girl this time, don’t you think?” You nod your head desperately, and he rubs your clit with his thumb again 

You bite down on his bottom lip as your final orgasm runs throughout your body. Your eyes squeeze shut and all you can see is pure white, your entire body starts convulsing. Your essence shoots out and splashes against his abs, down both of your legs, and onto the bed sheets below. 

You come so hard your pussy sucks Connie in deeper and he squeezes the skin of your thighs as he comes deep inside of you. He moans against your lips and you let out a sigh as you feel his come fills you up.

“You okay? You looked like you almost passed out.” He presses his forehead against your and smiles at you while you regain consciousness.

“Y-yeah I’m okay. Also, i feel like now is a good time to tell you that Tyler is a happily married man with no interest in me at all.” You inform him and he rolls his eyes.

“Happily married men can still want to fuck you if the oppurtunity allows.” He retorts and you hold back a laugh.

“Even gay men Connie?” You raise an eyebrow and the look on his face is absolutely priceless.

“Y’know there are in fact exceptions to the rule.” He mumbles into the crook of your neck.

“I really am sorry about you and Sasha.” You run your fingers over his hair and rub his cheek with your thumb.

“Don’t sweat it, she was right in the end and I just didn’t want to admit it. I’ve loved you since we were 16, just cause we break up doesnt mean I can just give up everything.” He leans on one hand and you sit up to kiss him in response 

“I love you Connie, I want you to come back home with us. No more fighting okay?” He nods and pulls you into his chest, rubbing his hands over your back.

“No more fighting baby, I promise. From now on we’ll only argue about dinner, what movie to watch, and what outfits we’ll put the boys in.” He says jokingly, you laugh at his antics and nod in return.

“If it’s okay with you, I’m gonna pull out before you get me all excited again.” He warns, you whimper at the feeling of emptiness once he pulls out of you. Your eyes widen when his fingers take the place of his dick, you look at him in shock and he feigns innocence.

“Well we wanna make sure you get pregnant, right?” 

…..

“Okay Mrs. Springer, when you feel the next contraction I want you to push as hard as you can.” The doctor says and you nod your and begin to push through the pain and pressure. 

“There we go baby you got it! Keep going Y/N!” Connie encourages you, holding one of your hands in both of his.

A small cry breaks out into the air and the doctor guides your baby out safely, she holds the baby up and you fall onto your back.

“It’s a girl!” Connie exclaims and instantly bursts into tears, you can’t help but also shed tears as she’s laid on your chest.

Connie places multiple kisses all over your face and looks at the new baby in front of you.

“She’s gorgeous Connie, she’s so perfect.” You sniffle and giggle when you make eye contact with the small baby. 

“She sure is, she looks just like her mama. My sweet little Cecelia.” You give him a large smile and nod in agreement.

“Cecelia is perfect, my little Cece.” You giggle at the nickname and rock the small girl in your arms as she whines.

“I love you Connie.” You say, rubbing your thumb over his cheek.

“I love you more, mi vida.”

Ari

Afterglow I (C.Springer x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: Smut, grinding, oral (female and male receiving), praise, p in v, smoking, degradation(?) (reader calls herself a whore :) ), dirty talk, light hair pulling, slight face fucking, light choking

Notes: In honor of school being cancelled again!

Word Count: 1,601

You can't feel anything right now, you're relaxed and happy, the room foggy and your mind cloudy. You look over at your friend, your eyes as low, red and hazy as his. He's smiling at you, "You're so fucked up" he chuckles. Usually that chuckle wouldn't have done anything, but now it has you feeling warm and your stomach doing flips. "Not as much as you" you bite back.

You don't know if it's the weed or if it's you, but you're craving him right now. You lean close to him, he's not aware of anything happening beside him, until he slightly turns his head to you. "What's up?" he asks and you're quiet, "Nothin'.."

He quirks a brow, "You sure?", you're staring at his lips, "Yeah, it's nothing.."

He licked his lips, fuck you thought, "I want you" you muttered under your breath, "Huh?" Connie said, you shook your head, looking away from his lips and away from him. "I know I'm not hallucinating, you said something. What was it?" he asked, wanting to know what it was you muttered.

"You know you can tell me anything right? Like, I won't judge or get upset."

You sighed, "I said, 'I want you'..."

He stood silent, his face was relaxed but his mouth was slightly open, jaw slacked. He brought his hand up to your face, gently caressing and moving it to the back your head, cradling. He brought his face closer to yours, lips close, grazing each other. He leaned in, his lips molding into yours. You sighed into the kiss, you felt Connie's tongue swipe your bottom lip, asking for permission, which you obliged feeling his tongue now on yours.

Tilting your head, you deepened the kiss. It was sloppy for sure, but you had to break it, needing air. You looked up at him, eyes low, red, glossy and full of lust, pleading, "I want you, so bad"

He smirked, pulling you so you'd be on top of him, straddling him. "Trust me, I want you just as badly. You drive me crazy.."

You grabbed his face, pulling him in for another deep kiss. His hands slid down and gripped your hip, pulling you closer. You broke the kiss once more, kissing his cheek, jaw and down his neck. Biting and sucking, leaving marks all over. He groaned at the feeling, fingers and nails digging into your waist and hips. Feeling highly impatient, Connie lifted your shirt up and off your body, tossing it somewhere around his house. He kissed and nibbled at your neck and chest, dark circles forming on your soft skin.

One hand rested on his shoulder and the other on the back of his neck. You pulled his head closer when he bit and sucked on that one spot, groaning, you began to slowly grind on his growing bulge. He softly moaned, his cock growing harder beneath you, "Mm, don't stop, fuck"

You palmed him through his sweats causing him to groan and arch his hips into your hand, trying to create more friction. "Lemme get some more, mamas. Please" he whined. You smiled and got on your knees, still palming him, "You sound good when you're all whiney"

You pulled his sweats down along with his boxers. Connie let out a gasp as he felt his cock spring free, "Oh...fuuuck" You wrapped your hand loosely around his cock, slowly pumping him, "How long have you wanted this? Me on my knees, about to suck your cock like some whore." He shivered at your touch and at your words, his breathing becoming ragged. "Ever since we became friends. I've been fuck aching for your touch and now I have it.."

You smiled, licking up the base of his cock, swirling your tongue around the tip. Connie let out a moan, throwing his head back. "God, that felt good" He ran his fingers through your hair, urging you to continue. You took a breath before taking him in your throat, hollowing your cheeks and sucking. With his other hand, Connie gripped the cushion under him, his body filled with pleasure. You used a hand to cup his balls a give them a gentle squeeze along with his cock. His moans grew louder as his hips bucked, "Oh fuck"

He lightly tugged at your hair, pushing and pulling causing you to gag a bit. You moaned at the feeling, enjoying having Connie, whose just supposed to be your friend, use your throat to cum. His hips bucked uncontrollably as he pushed your head down, your hands on his thighs, gripping them. He let out a long and loud moan as he came. You swallowed his nut and wiped the saliva that's been dripping off your mouth and chin. "Sorry, did I hurt you?" he asked, "No, even if you did I wouldn't have minded" you chuckled, straddling him again.

"Lay down for me, pretty" he muttered. You laid down on the couch as Connie slowly pulled your pants and underwear off your body, moving back up to undo your bra. He discarded the items and kissed a trail down your body, stopping just above your pussy. He grazed his teeth across the inner part of your thigh, his breath fanning over your pussy making you whimper and whine for more. He made his way back up to your lips, leaning down and kissing you hungrily, his hand caressing your skin and groping your tits, pinching your hard nipples.

You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you, wanting to be closer to him. Wanting some sort of friction or relief, you slightly lift your hips up, grinding against his cock and quietly moaning at the feelings. Connie grabbed your hips, keeping them on the couch, leaning close to you and whispering in your ear, his voice sultry and deep, "You gotta be patient..only good girls get to cum"

He bit your earlobe and trailed his lips down your neck, making his way down between your legs. He kissed your thighs and gently pushed them open. His index and middle fingers spreading your pussy lips, looking in awe at how she clenches around nothing, evidently wanting him to stop teasing. He lowered his head, and licked a stripe up your pussy, "Damn, you taste so fucking good" he used his tongue to flick your clit, causing your body to shudder.

Your placed a hand on top of his head, pushing his head down and his face closer to your pussy. Shoving two fingers inside of you, curling them and sucking on your clit. "Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my fingers." Your eyes shut tight, your thighs closed around Connie's head, The euphoric feeling washing over your body as you let out a loud moaned, "Fuck, Con!"

He watched in admiration, your face contorting in pleasure. He continued to pump his fingers and tongue in and out of your hole, helping you ride out your orgasm. "Turn around for me, ma"

You turned around on all fours, slightly arching your back. Connie grabbed your hips and without warning thrusted in you causing you to lurch forward. "Sorry baby, couldn't help myself"

The room was filled with slapping, the skin on skin contact filled the room. His balls slapping against your pussy, his pelvis meeting your ass and sometimes his hands. The room also smelled like sex, just hot and sweaty. He reached around, rubbing circles on your clit and thrusting at a faster pace, eager to make you cum for a second time. "H-harder...please..fuck me harder" you begged. back arching and head dropping.

"You're so fucking sexy when you beg, want you to cum over and over again til you can't take it anymore."

You nodded your head, at nothing in particular, just too caught up in your pleasure. Connie slid a hand to your throat, using it to pull you up and towards him, your hand gripping at his arm and your back on his chest. "Look at me, ma. Lemme see that pretty face."

You turned your head, meeting him for a kiss, as his pace grew more rough and faster. "Your sucking me in, fuck, literally sucking me in"

He kissed your neck as you began to feel that knot in your stomach forming, "Con, I'm so close" his fingers and hips never stopping, "Cum for me, baby"

Feeling your core tighten you shut your eyes closed tight, a wave of pleasure washing over you, the euphoric feeling encasing you. His kept his movements steady and gentle, feeling your body shake in his arms. "Did so good for me"

He kissed your forehead and slowly pulled out of you, laying you down on his couch and grabbing a blanket from a closet. "You tired? Or wanna go for another round?" he asked, "I'm tired, wanna lay with you."

He smiled and got on the couch, pulling you close to his chest, almost protective.

You woke up in the middle of the night, high worn off and eyes adjusting to the darkness of the house. You sat up and felt the cold air against your naked body, "What the fuck did I do?" you panicked, carefully getting up and off the couch not wanting to wake up the man sleeping peacefully next to you. You grabbed your clothes and put them on as fast as humanly possible and grabbed your phone and your shoes. You left the house, rushing to your own and panicking.

"What the fuck are we now? And what the fuck was I thinking?"