pairing: frat girl! abby anderson x party girl! afab! reader
synopsis: you and abby have a smoke sesh which turns into her using you, however she wants.
→ content warnings: frat party, au (ofc), drinking, drugs (weed),teasing, porn w/ plot, high sex, smoking during sex, cnc kink (if you squint), pet names:(baby, princess, goodgirl, pretty), submissive reader, referring to strap as dick/cock, calling abby daddy, strap-on sex(r!receiving), scratching, rough sex, choking, back-shots, fingering(r!receiving), squirting, fingers in mouth, stone-top abby,hitting(like once), crying during sex(abby gets off on it), overstimulation,cuddling,you’re a pouty princess. if you don’t like it don’t interact
notes: randomly thought of this idea when i was up late missing my gf so say thank you , there’s gonna be a pt2 lol but its totally different sooo watch out for that.
—inspired by the song unpunishable by ethel cain
not proof read
a buzz from your phone had brought you out of your mindless studying, groaning at the bright screen you opened up the message. abby, your ‘friend’ who you tutored, smoked with, and pictured her fucking the shit out of you.
you read the text a smile began to creep up on your face, she had invited you to a party tonight. it may have been friday and you had piles of missing work, but you’d be willing to shrug it off for her.
you sighed at the thought of actual responsibilities, but smiled at the thought of alcohol and weed, plus a chance to dance and socialize. texting back. ‘bet ;)’ you internally cheered and threw the phone down, getting up to shower and get ready for tonight.
once out the shower, you started getting ready. having your own pregame and blasting music, did you even need this party? you had finished smoking a blunt by the time your makeup was done, now you were adding all your last touches and getting ready to go.
as you had already started smoking and you had took a few shots of the alcohol stashed in your roommate, dina’s room. you had decided to just walk to the frat house.
walking up to the huge white mansion that the frat lived in, the strong smell of alcohol wafted throughout the air pulling you from your dazed state. you’d finally arrived to the party. the group of people standing around the front of the frat house, were covered in a stench of alcohol and weed, red solo cups littering the ground beneath them.
shoving through them you made it up the steps into the house, determined to get a drink and find at-least somebody you knew. hopefully dina, maybe not ellie, and most definitely abby. you wanted to know why she specifically wanted to invite you to this party. you’ve been to some of the frat’s parties before but not directly because she’s invited you, but casually mentioned— “i gotta’ buy another keg this weekend.” “can’t wait to find some straight couple hooking up on my bed tonight.”
pushing through more idle bodies of drunks you found yourself in the brightly lit kitchen where half empty bottles of alcohol surrounded you. the kitchen was clean for the most part beside from the red solo cups and spilled liquor, abby was to thank for the cleanliness of the kitchen— the men were pigs compared to her,
you turned your gaze to the liquor and started browsing, tracing your finger along each bottle until you found one you wanted, settling on vodka mixed with cherry juice. you start pouring the drink with hazy half-lidded eyes. once you made your drink you walked to the living-room desperately trying to find someone.
immediately as you step into the room, you notice abby. her blonde hair sat down on her shoulders, she had on grey sweatpants, and a black graphic hoodie with a doodle of weed on it, she was manspreading and deep into the conversation with the person next to her, bong in lap. noticing an empty spot on the couch next to her you took your chances and walked towards her plopping down next to her pulling your knees to your chest.
she turned towards you and smiled—eyes disappearing in the process, “hey, y/n. glad you could make it. this is mel.”
you peeked your head over to the girl. “hi mel.” you said— waving with your hand. mel smiled, continuing her conversation with abby. your smile dropped, abby looked back at mel and continued talking about whatever.
a tall man walked over, you hadn’t seen him before, “mel, can i talk to you? please.” he pleaded, not tearing his eyes off of her, he was obviously super drunk just by the smell of him.
“fine. bye, abby i’ll catch up with you later.” she smiled and paused, “and nice to meet you y/n.”
you smiled back at her response before she walked away with the drunk man. abby looked at you immediately after she was gone, “what’s in your cup?” you laughed.
“vodka and cherry juice.” you spoke, putting your lips in a straight line— embarrassed by your choice of drink.
“interesting.” she joked. “but thanks for coming, babe.” she spoke before putting her lips to the bong and taking a hit.
your heart started rapidly beating in your chest, at the pet name she called you, even if it was in a friend way. the smoke from her bong snapped you back to reality a big cloud washed over you. “you wanna hit?” you gladly accepted the bong and took a nice fat hit.
the smoke from your hit washed all over her covering the room, letting out a slight cough and a giggle.“i have two blunts in my purse, do you want to smoke them?”
you turned your red eyes to her hazy ones and she was already facing you, she was eyeing you up and down, her lips slightly apart and her once open legs were now closed. you waved a hand in-front of her face, “hello? earth to abby.” she snapped out of her dazed look and looked at you.
sucking on her teeth before responding to you, “yeah? what’s up babe. what’d you ask?”
“god you have to stop with these nicknames.” you had started slightly rubbing your thighs together, trying to gain some sort of friction. you turned your eyes back up to her, “but i said i have two blunts in my purse? you tryna’ smoke them or what?”
“you tryna get high as fuck tonight?” she eyed you up and down, legs spreading open once more. “but yeah i’m down to smoke them. here or upstairs?” she spoke, motioning around the room in the process.
“we can go upstairs, but could you go steal a bottle real quick?” you asked with puppy-dog eyes.
abby’s focused gaze faltered at the sight of your eyes. “yeah babe, i have full ones in my room. let’s just go up.” abby stood up grabbing your hand and leading you through the crowd.
making your way upstairs your stomach twisted itself into a knot, you were insanely anxious to be with her alone. whenever you tutor her it was always in groups— same for hangouts, but now it was just you two.
sitting down at the foot of her bed, on top her plush navy blue comforter, you looked around her room scanning the walls. she had band posters scattered around the walls covering the cracking white paint, the room had the faintest smell of mold. you pointed to a poster as she dug around her room looking for the bottles she stashed away. “oh my god? i love that band!” she turned around following your finger with her eyes, they lit up.
“uh.. of course?? i’ve seen them in concert like a gazillion times.” she found the vodka bottle she was looking for, holding it like a prized possession in her arms as she walked over to you. “come sit by the headboard.” you got up walking over to the opposite side of the bed.
you sat next to abby, legs cross crossed as she stared at you, while drinking out of the bottle she just grabbed. you pulled one blunt out of your purse setting it in between your lips, for safe keeping. you started digging through your giant purse trying to find a later, moving items around with a slight jingles and thuds. your hands touched the cold small item.
you threw your pink cheetah print lighter at her, “light it for me?” abby bit her lip, scooting closer towards you. “thank youu.” you said drawing it out. she smiled down at you, sparking the lighter.
the orange glow enveloped your features, abby just looked at you dumbfounded you were gorgeous. “abby.” you whined dragging her name out, it was doing things to her she wouldn’t admit. she re-sparked the lighter, dragging it up to your lips.
the red cherry color of the blunt made you smile, you inhaled as she pulled the lighter away. abby softly took the blunt out of your lips, you exhaled. “heyy.” you pouted, she laughed inhaling the blunt and keeping it in between her fingers.
“you want it come get it.” her eyes were turning a tiny bit pink as she spoke, inhaling more of the blunt as you pouted. she patted her lap a small amount before stopping, you hadn’t noticed—but you still crawled into her lap like a dog. abby bit her lip down at you, “hi baby.”
you felt yourself getting warm, she ‘fed’ you the blunt as you sat in her lap, facing her. you blew a cloud of smoke up at her, the blunt was almost gone—thanks to abby. she gave you the rest of the blunt which left your eyes half-lidded and a bright pink. the room was covered in a giant cloud of smoke which left it looking hazy.
you were super high, and sitting in abby’s lap you were also super wet. she turned around, putting her hand on your waist making sure you weren’t going anywhere as she put the ‘roach’ in her nightstand ashtray.
her thumb rubbed against your side, “abby.” you breathed out, she turned to look at you her eyes glossed over, tinted pink and she looked at you different than before.
“what?” she played dumb, caressing your ass with her fingers now, you gasped at the feeling of her. her tongue kissed her teeth at your reaction. “i want—.” abby began to speak before being cut off from her door swinging open, a young couple had backed up into it in the middle of their makeout. abby tsked, said something under her breath, and picked you off her lap in one breath.
she pushed the couple out of their dazed state, out of her door frame. she looked back at you her muscles flexed in agitation as she slammed her door shut. from abby’s room you heard her going around screaming “party’s over, go the fuck home.” the music had stopped at some point and the frat house went quiet, for once.
you laid on your back, after falling waiting for abby to come back, you felt yourself slipping into an intoxicated slumber.
you awoke to the feeling of abby’s lips on your neck. as your eyes fluttered opened you saw her, feeling everything she was doing to your body as you woke up. “a-abby..what are you doing?” you hadn’t napped for long you were still pretty high.
she pulled away from your neck but her hand moved down to the hem of your jeans, pressing a bit, moving her fingers in slow small circles which made you pout. “morning, baby.” you bit your lip, that was all abby needed as she then began pulling the waistband of the jeans down.
you whined, “a-a-bby what are you doing?” your questions went on deaf ears, abby was on a mission. she threw your jeans behind her, she just smiled as she looked at your panties which were already wet with your arousal.
her tongue poked at your clothes clit, wetting the fabric with her saliva. her tongue moved up and down teasing your wet pussy. your hips bucked up towards her. “please.” you whined out. she pushed your hips flat against the bed.
“be patient.” she mumbled out, face still in your pussy working on your clothed clit. your panties were transparent from the mixing of her saliva and your wetness. you let out little whines and whimpers pleading her to give you the real thing—she smacked your pussy lightly.
“fuck abby.” you moaned, back arching off the bed. “please give me it.” she shoved her two fingers inside of you, causing you to let out a desperate moan.
“i told you to be patient.” her fingers started working inside of you, causing erotic moans to fall from your lips. your pussy was squelching with every thrust of her fingers, she kept going deeper inside of you, and you knew that you couldn’t take it any longer.
abby curled her fingers hitting the spot that made you whine her name and your hand to clench the comforter tightly. “f-fuck… mm abby.” you moaned stopping yourself from saying the next part.
“i think im gonna …cum.” abby quickened her pace feeling you tighten around her, your pussy clamped around her as your back arched up. “abs.. oh fuck, abby.” you whimpered out as your orgasm came dripping out of you.
“oh good girl, you came for daddy.” your stomach tightened at the pet name she called you and herself. you smiled up at she pulled her fingers out of your swollen cunt. “open.” you obliged, sticking your tongue out in the process, cleaning your juices off of her fingers.
“you’re adorable n’ filthy, i wanna’ ruin you.”
“fuck.” abby stood up revealing her strap-on, it was at least 8in—maybe more, you didn’t even see her put it on. you lifted your hips up as she took your panties off, tossing them to the side.
she dragged the tip of her dick up your wetness teasing your swollen-puffy clit, it sent shocks up your body. “abby please—“
her hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing it making you let out a small squeak. “i told you to be patient.” she stopped squeezing your throat but kept her hand wrapped tightly around your neck.
she lined her dick up with your entrance, pushing inside of your walls that stretched around her dick. “f-fuck…mm” her thrusts started slow and steady, she picked up your legs wrapping them around her waist.
her room smelt of sex, sweat, and a little bit of weed. you knew if everyone wasn’t drunk and definitely passed out, you would’ve been caught. the noises coming from her room were pornographic, your pussy was loud and you were moaning incoherent babbles.
her thrusts had picked up causing your boobs to bounce with each one, your hand clawed into her arm causing abby to put pressure onto your neck. she picked up the pace, and you began tightening around her.
“f-fu-ck.” you squeaked out, in between thrusts. “i-m g-gonna’—.” you moaned as she squeezed your neck.”
“yeah? you’re gonna cum? say my name princess.” you felt the knot form in your stomach as she deepened her thrusts, making you just babble letters out. a smack was felt across your face. “i said say my name.”
“f-fuck.. daddy, i-i’m cumming..” you said as you climaxed all over abby’s thick cock leaving white leaking out of you. abby’s thrusts continued stretching out your fucked-out cunt. you felt your stomach knotting once again. “d-daddy.” you pouted, her thrusts were too much for you to handle.
“yeah? you gonna’ cum again baby?” you nodded, “cum.” with that you orgasmed all over abby, as it had squirted out of you. “fuck, baby.” abby said looking down at her shirt, which was now soaked with your previous orgasm.
you hadn’t noticed it but tears fell out of your eyes during your orgasm, abby smirked noticing them. “oh baby, my pretty baby.” you pouted as she pulled out of you. she smacked the side of your ass, “turn over baby.”
you turned over arching your back for abby, she moved towards your purse, digging the last blunt out. she grabbed the lighter from her nightstand and proceeded to light the blunt. she held it between her fingers before she buried herself into you, “oh fuck, abby.” you clawed at her messed up comforter. abby took hits of the blunt before thrusting into you.
you were a moaning mess, as clouds of smoke washed over your figure. abby grabbed your neck and pulled you towards her, feeding you the blunt as she thrusted deeper into your cunt. you blew the smoke out as you whined with her thrusts.
you knew abby was going to make you orgasm again, your knuckles turned white from the way you gripped the bed. her bed squeaked, as you moaned out her name. “oh, abby.. fuck me abby.” she thrusted into you undoing the knot in your stomach, sending your release all over her bed.
“yeah, you did so good for me, pretty girl.” she pulled out of you, placed the roach in the nightstand ashtray, and laid down beside you.
abby spooned into you, as you melted into her tall figure both of you drifting off into a sweaty, slumber.
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