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@babythugga
⋮ ⌗ ┆BABYTHUGGA ~ MASTERLIST . ݁⋆ ꫂ᭪ ݁˖ . ݁
SHE || HER, SOULAAN, BISEXUAL, SOUTHERN MAMA, INTROVERT.
I LIKE ┈➤ WRITING, MUSIC, READING, WRITING AND SINGING. ˎˊ˗
MY FAV SONGS ARE ┈➤ ACQUAINTED BY THE WEEKND, BODYGUARD BY BEYONCE, KING OF THE FALL BY THE WEEKND, JEALOUS BY BEYONCE, FLESH BY MIGUEL, KISS IT BETTER BY RIHANNA, DAMNED BY MIGUEL, USE ME BY MIGUEL, DANCE FOR YOU BY BEYONCE! . ˎˊ˗
be safe! - kai! :)
in love with the idea of getting my tits sucked on …. it’s just…. omg i should text my ex huh!?!?!!?
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ headcanons
ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃 body by syd.
cw: cnc, fisting etc. don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable.
my first headcanons😭🤍 lmk if you like it plz :) thx to my mutuals that convinced me to post this!!!!!!!!
⋮ ⌗ ┆ your body's takin over youˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who always offers for the sleepover to be at her house. she claims her bed is bigger and more comfortable but really she loves having you trapped in her space where she can watch every little move you make.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ the bed is your stage.. take it away ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who during game nights, she bets silly things but always turns the stakes nasty when she wins. like last time, she made you let her suck on your tits until they were covered in marks she could admire the next morning.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ I really wanna see you act out ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who starts wearing less and less around you during sleepovers until she is basically naked under the sheets. she presses herself against you while cuddling you claiming she’s hot. she moans softly when you shift.
⋮ ⌗ ┆now baby we can take it slow ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who always finds excuses to apply lotion on your body after showers. she rubs it in across your body and down to your ass squeezing the flesh until it spills between her fingers. her thumbs brush your nipples on purpose until they harden and she bites her lip watching them.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ you know I'm your number one fan babe ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who hides your panties after you change into her clothes so you have to go without them under her shorts. she spends the night staring at the way the shorts clings to your bare pussy lips when you move.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ put on a show, put on a play ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who loves cooking for you but always slips her fingers into her wet pussy first then stirs the food with them. she serves it with a sweet smile knowing you are tasting her juices. later she asks if it was good while her eyes burn with dirty satisfaction.
⋮ ⌗ ┆give it to me don't hold back babe ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who sits on your lap facing you & grinds her bare cunt against yours. her clit rubs hard on yours mixing your juices as she rides faster. she cums hard smearing it all over your pussy then drops down to lap it up.
⋮ ⌗ ┆ take it slow ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who fists your pussy after getting you soaking wet. pushing in slow until her hand is buried inside you. she twists and pumps watching your body stretch around her wrist until her own cunt is throbbing at the sight.
⋮ ⌗ ┆get those cameras rollin right now ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who presses her pussy against your thigh and humps it slowly while pretending to be asleep. her wetness coats your skin as she grinds harder when your leg twitches. she cums quietly but leaves a sticky mess for you to find in the morning.
⋮ ⌗ ┆don’t let go, i can hear your body ˎˊ˗
PERVY!BSF BEYONCÉ… who as you finish climbs up and makes you taste yourself on her tongue while her fingers slide into your soaked hole. as she fucks you while staring deep into your eyes the whole time. her pervy obsession shows in how she claims every inch of you.
BABYSITTER || B. KNOWLES
song: woo - rihanna
synopsis: you’re bey’s babysitter. tonight she plans on paying you back with more than just money.
pairing: milf beyonce x black!fem!you
sorry this one is so short, i haven’t been on my shit lately lol
you stepped quietly out of zara’s room after tucking her in for the night.
the little girl had finally drifted off after a long evening of stories and fruit snacks.
you closed the door softly behind you and headed down the hallway. the house felt warm with that faint scent of bey’s expensive candles still lingering from earlier.
you grabbed your bag from the couch ready to slip out before the clock got too late. the front door clicked open just as you reached for it. beyonce stepped inside kicking off her heels with a tired sigh.
“hey you.” she said. “zara go down okay?”
you nodded quick. “yeah she’s out. didn’t even fight the bedtime tonight.” you smiled. “i was just about to head out been a longgggg day.”
beyonce shut the door behind her and leaned against it blocking your path without even trying. “hold up now baby. don’t rush off so fast. i ain’t done with you yet.” she pulled out a envelope from her purse and pressed it into your hand. “this is for the hours but i got something else in mind too.”
you glanced down at the cash. it was more than the usual. your mouth went dry as she stepped closer to you. “ms knowles you don’t have to-” you started but she cut you off with a finger to your lips.
“don’t play like you ain’t been looking at me the same way i look at you” she murmured eyes locked on yours. “i see how nervous you get when i come home. stay a little longer. let me show you how grateful i really am.”
you swallowed hard as she guided you back toward the couch. “beyonce wait…” you whispered but your feet followed anyway. she sat down first pulling you down onto her lap so you straddled her thighs. the dress rode up her legs exposing smooth skin.
“dont you wake my baby up or i’ll stop” she warned. “keep it quiet for me, okay?”
you nodded breath catching as she rocked up against you. she felt so warm… you grinded down tentative at first. your pussy was rubbing right against the heat of her through your clothes.
beyonce groaned soft in your ear her breath hot. “that’s it. ya feel how wet you gettin’ already?” she gripped your ass pulling you even harder against her. each roll of her hips dragged your clit along her lap. you bit your lip to stay quiet the best you could. your body trembled as she kept going.
the way she moved under you was filthy like she knew exactly how to push you closer to the edge. your hips jerked faster, chasing that high desperately now. she whispered dirty things in your ear… things like telling you how good your pussy felt on her like that.
suddenly, you came soaking your panties. beyonce held you murmuring praise while you rode it out grinding slower until the last spasms faded.
her hand tangled in your hair guiding your head lower. “open that pretty mouth for me” she said. you tugged the front of her dress down. her tits were huge… you latched on sucking one into your mouth tongue swirling around the stiff bud.
beyonce arched her back pushing more of her tit into your mouth. “fuck yeah just like that baby. suck em reall good.” you moaned around her, the taste of her drove you crazy. you switched to the other tit licking and sucking harder while your hands kneaded them.
her fingers slipped under your waistband finding your soaked pussy. she teased your folds first spreading the slickness before sliding her fingers inside you. you gasped around her as she pumped them into you.
you rocked on her hand while still latched onto her. beyonce pumped into you faster while her thumb rubbing your clit in circles. “come on give it to me again….” she urged breath ragged. “squirt all over my fingers like the good girl you are.”
your walls clenched around her fingers as your juices dripped down her hand. she didn’t let up, pounding into you steadily. you squirted so much, soaking her lap and the couch beneath you.
beyonce groaned watching you fall apart under her.
she worked you through every pulse until you were left pleading and shaking.
finally she eased her fingers out bringing them to her lips for a slow lick.
she pulled your dress back in place and kissed your forehead. “good girl.” she whispered. “take that money and go get some rest. I’ll call you for next week.”
NEEDY || B. KNOWLES
song: needed me - rihanna
synopsis: bey is the quiet girl in class whilst y/n is the opposite. unfortunately for y/n, they’re roommates. one night bey needs help… and she asks the person she wants the most.
pairing: beyonce x black!fem!y/n
content: cowgirl, p in v, face riding, cum eating, creampie. (as always lol.)
WARNING: they’re in college!!
hey yalllllllllllllllllll. i was totally gonna wait til my bday to post these but @saints4record convinced me not to! 😜 hopefully your day is going good! wishing you good health and happiness 🫧
bey sat on the edge of her bed in the dim dorm room.
the only light came from a small lamp on y/ns desk from across the room. books and clothes scattered everywhere like always.
y/n was the loud one who filled the space with laughs and music while bey kept to herself most nights headphones in, sketching or studying but tonight bey couldn’t focus. her dick was strained against her shorts aching for relief, she just couldn’t get alone.
y/n walked in from the bathroom, towel still wrapped around her. water drops glistened on her skin. she tossed her hair back and glanced at bey with that sly grin.
“what’s up with you tonight?” she asked kicking off her slippers. “you look like you got something on yo mind.”
bey swallowed hard. her hands shook a little under the blanket. she had wanted y/n for months now. the way y/n moved and talked, made her impossible to ignore.
this was risky but the pressure between her legs wouldn’t let up.
“can you help me with something please?” bey said voice low and steady even though her heart was racing.
y/n raised an eyebrow stepping closer. “help with what?”
bey didn’t answer with words, she pulled the blanket off slow revealing the bulge in her shorts with the thick outline of her hard dick pressing up.
a small wet spot already showing where she leaked.
y/n looked her up and down slow taking in the sight. her eyes lingered on that covered hardness then back to bey’s face. heat flashed across y/n’s face but she played it cool.
“what you gone do fa me?” she said l.
bey felt a rush at those words. she shifted on the bed pushing her shorts down just enough to free her dick. it twitched under y/n’s stare.
“anything you want,” bey whispered. “just touch it. please.”
y/n let the towel drop. she climbed onto the bed. her hand wrapped around bey’s dick first, slowly stroking her. pulling a low groan from bey.
the grip felt perfect, warm and firm sliding up and down spreading the slickness.
“you been hiding this the whole time?” y/n murmured eyes locked on the way her fingers barely fit around it. “quiet girl with a fat dick like this. you real nasty.”
bey leaned back on her arms. y/n’s strokes picked up, twisting a lil at the head making bey shiver.
y/n moved up straddling bey without warning. she positioned herself over bey rubbing her wet pussy along the length teasing the tip against her entrance.
“ride me,” bey said needy.
y/n sank down, her walls stretching around the thickness. a tight fit that made both of them moan. once bey was fully in, y/n paused rolling her hips in small circles feeling every ridge and vein inside her. bey thrusted up gently at first.
y/n bounced harder now hands planted on bey. bey watched in silent pleasure.
“fuck! you feel good.” bey gasped hips snapping up sharper. her dick throbbed deep inside y/n hitting spots that made y/n clench tighter.
y/n’s pussy dripped down bey. y/ns moans grew louder, they were sure they’d be hearing from their neighbors later.
bey felt her own climax rushing up too fast to hold back. she gripped y/n’s waist pulling her down hard as pumped ropes of cum into y/n.
she lifted off, cum already leaking from her pussy down bey’s softening dick.
“now you gone eat it up,” she said shifting forward.
bey nodded eagerly. y/n swung a leg over settling her pussy right over bey’s face. the mix of their juices coated beyonces lips as y/n lowered down. bey licked hungrily, pushing inside to scoop out her own cum.
the taste was salty and sweet mixed with y/n’s flavor, it drove bey wild.
y/n rocked on her face grinding her clit against bey’s nose. bey sucked and licked messily, cleaning up every bit of cum from those folds.
y/n’s legs trembled around bey’s head. bey moaned into her pussy sending extra sparks through y/n.
“right there don’t fucking stop!” y/n panted her hips rolling urgently. bey doubled down sucking her clit then plunging her tongue back in until y/n shattered.
y/n finally slowed as she slid off bey’s face and collapsed beside her on the bed. both of them laying there sticky.
the dorm was quiet except for their slow breaths.
bey turned her head looking at y/n with soft eyes. “thanks.” she said simple.
y/n smiled. “any time quiet girl. next time you need help just say so.”
PWYP || M. PETE
song: james joint - rihanna
synopsis: megan finds your little toy and she makes you use it right infront of her.
pairing: megan thee stallion x black!fem!y/n
content: masturbation, edging, denial, taunting, oral, squirting.
she has an unreleased song called “strawberries” and i’ve been obsessed with it. not from houston but from da south so sorry if it’s not the correct dialect lol. i love meg soo badd!!
you watched her from the edge wondering what meg was digging for in your drawer. her fingers wrapped around something and she pulled it out.
the pink glittery dildo caught the light and her eyes lit up with that mischievous grin she always had when she had a nasty thought.
she held it up turning it in her hand like she had just won a prize. “well well well. look at what i found. oh so you be in hea fucking yourself when i’m gone huh?” you felt heat rush to your face but your body reacted differently, getting wet at the thought of her knowing.
megan sat up against the headboard patting the spot right next to her. “come on baby. don’t get shy now. you gon show me exactly how you do it when i’m not around to take care of that pretty pussy.” you crawled right on over.
she handed you the dildo her fingers brushing yours on purpose.
“strip first. i wanna see all that.” you pulled your clothes off letting them drop to the floor. megan licked her lips watching every inch of your dark skin come into view.
once you were naked she nodded toward the middle of the bed. “lay back and spread them legs wide for me. mhmh yeah just like that.”
you leaned against the pillows heart beating fast as you opened your thighs. the air hit your wet folds and you shivered. megan stayed in her oversized tee and shorts looking so casual while you were bare and waiting. she leaned closer eyes fixed between your legs.
“gone on. slide it in slow. i wanna watch you fuck ya self on it.”
your hands trembled a little as you pressed the tip against your pussy. a soft moan slipped out and megan chuckled low. “that’s it. fuck look at you taking it so easy. you been practicing without me.”
you started moving it in and out while megan’s gaze never left your pussy. “slower baby. i don’t want you cumming yet. this my show, you know dat!” you slowed down like she said dragging the dildo out almost all the way before pushing back in.
the fullness made your toes curl but you held back focusing on her face.
“damn you look so good like this. all spread open playing with that dick while i watch.” your free hand gripped the sheets trying to stay in control.
megan shifted closer her hand resting on your knee spreading you even wider. “add a little twist at the end baby… yeah just like that. i see how wet you getting it.”
“uh uh. don’t you speed up. i wanna see you squirm.” you backed off the pressure pulling the toy almost out and teasing your entrance instead.
your frustration mixed with the pleasure making you whimper.
“aww baby… listen to you. you sound so needy. bet you think about me when you do this don’t you.” you nodded biting your lip as you slid it back in deeper this time.
megan reached out tracing a finger along your inner thigh close but not touching where you wanted. “tell me how it feels mama.”
“it feels good but i want more.” your voice came out breathy. she shook her head slow. “not yet. keep going just like that. in and out, nice and deep.”
time stretched out as she made you stop again and again until you were broken. you’d get close with you thighs shaking then she’d tell you to stop or slow down.
“hold it right there. don’t you dare cum.” her commands were soft. you were a mess by the 7th demand, pussy dripping down onto the sheets and the dick glistening with your juices.
megan finally took pity or maybe she just couldn’t wait anymore. she leaned in close her breath warm against your thigh.
“pull it out. let me see that pretty hole wink at me.” you did as she said sliding the toy free with a wet pop. your pussy fluttered empty and aching before you could complain her mouth was on you tongue licking a long stripe up your folds.
“fuck megan!” you gasped. her lips wrapped around you. “taste so damn good baby. all sweet and messy just for me.”
“i’ll eat this pussy everyday if i could.”
you rocked against her face, trying to cum after she had denied you so so so many times. “please i need to cum.”
she pulled back just enough to look up at you lips shiny with your wetness. “you gone squirt for me? i wanna see it drip all over these lil sheets.” you nodded frantically and she dove back in.
your back arched off the bed. “right there oh god!” you felt yourself gush around her mouth soaking her face.
“that’s my girl. look at the mess you made. all that pretty squirt just for me.”
Soul not for sale…
g!p beyonce x black!fem!y/n.
song: haunted by beyonce.
really inspired by a beyonce oneshot i read on wattpad. credits to my mutual @/BaddieeK on wattpad!! i love this one a fucking lot. damn.
the old house over there had sat empty for years or at least that’s what oldheads said. whispers always circled back to one name. beyonce. nobody ever saw her come or go yet the rumors stuck like swamp mud.
y/n took another pull from the joint between her fingers. boredom mixed with the high pushed her feet forward before she could talk herself out of it. she crossed the narrow dirt road barefoot, feeling the warm ground give a little under her soles.
the house loomed dark with it’s weathered boards and sagging roof.
she climbed the creaky steps and knocked hard on the front door. nothing. she knocked again louder this time. the door swung open by itself with a low groan that sent a shiver straight down her spine. y/n hesitated on the threshold then stepped inside because why the hell not at this point?
dust floated in the dim space filtering through cracked shutters.
the place smelled like old wood and something sweeter underneath.
she wandered deeper into the front room her heart beating a little faster. that’s when a figure stepped out from the shadows near the hallway.
beyonce wearing a black suit that hugged her curves. it made y/n forget how to breathe for a second.
y/n screamed loud enough to rattle the windows. “what the fuck!” she yelled backing up fast until her shoulders hit the wall.
beyonce didn’t move at first. she just watched y/n with those steady eyes taking her in slow. after a moment, she spoke. “you shouldn’t be in here but since you are we can make a deal. i let you walk out alive if you give me what i need.”
y/n swallowed hard still catching her breath. “what the hell do you want?” she asked her words tumbling out shaky.
beyonce took one step closer then another. “some of you,” she said plainly. “that’s the favor.”
she nodded quickly. “okay….” she whispered.
beyonce led her to a back room where a big bed waited with sheets that looked clean enough. she shut the door and turned to y/n. her hands moved peeling y/n’s tank top up and over her head tossing it aside. she cupped both tits, thumbs circling the nipples until they tightened hard. y/n gasped arching into it.
beyonce dropped her head sucking one nipple into her mouth. she switched to the other tit, teeth grazing enough to make y/n squirm.
y/n moaned loud hands finding beyonce’s shoulders. “fuck that feels good,” she said voice breaking. “don’t stop please.”
beyonce stripped out of her suit then the rest revealing herself… already hard and leaking. she pushed y/n back onto the bed. beyonce knelt in between her thighs, her mouth covering her pussy and devouring it right away. bey’s tongue was soft and insistent.
y/n cried out with her hips bucking. “oh shit! yes right there…” she moaned fingers twisting in the sheets.
beyonce held y/n’s hips down keeping her open when she tried to close them. she sucked and licked relentlessly. her quiet grunts vibrated against the slick folds making y/n shake. y/n’s back bowed. “I’m gonna cum,” she warned voice high. “fuck mama i’m so close. so fucking close!”
beyonce sucked her clit harder. y/n came with a loud shout. beyonce kept eating until y/n trembled.
beyonce climbed up kissing and sucking marks onto y/n’s skin. she rubbed her dick along y/n before pressing forward. y/n moaned loud at the how huge bey was. beyonce stayed still a moment then started moving, each thrust dragging spots that made y/n shout.
she worshipped y/n with rough hands squeezing her tits and running all over her curves. little grunts escaped her, raw and low. y/n got louder nails digging into her shirt.
beyonce pulled y/n’s legs up higher pounding deeper. y/n screamed “right there mama! im yours just like this!!! ouuu shit!” y/n lost it coming hard again shouting curses.
beyonce went rougher.
she pulled out flipping y/n onto her stomach yanking hips up. she slapped y/n’s ass hard. y/n yelped pushing back for more. beyonce slapped her pussy next right on the wet folds making y/n cry out.
“fuck yes,” y/n moaned. “do it again mama.” y/n was a sobbing blabbering mess.
beyonce slapped it once more then shoved her dick back in pounding from behind. y/n’s moans turned into screams echoing in the dark home as beyonce drove into her deep.
beyonce pulled her up by the hair spitting right into y/n’s open mouth. y/n swallowed greedily moaning louder at the taste. beyonce grunted slapping her ass again, the sting blending with thrusts. y/n pushed back meeting every slam.
“harder,” she begged. “wreck this pussy please.”
beyonce gripped y/n’s tight, pounding faster if it was possible. y/n came again clenching hard but beyonce kept going. she pulled out dragging y/n to the bed edge, positioning her head hanging off upside down. y/n’s mouth opened eagerly as beyonce fed her dick into her throat.
y/n gagged but sucked her sloppy. beyonce fucked her mouth steady one hand on y/n’s throat feeling the bulge, her other hand slapping her pussy again. y/n’s eyes watered but she took it like a good girl.
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MUST BE GOOD TO YOU! 🍭
۶ৎ song: blow by beyonce.
۶ৎ synopsis: you love lollipops especially when you’re flirting with beyonce.
۶ৎ pairing: plus size black!fem!you x g!p beyonce.
۶ৎ notes: this is my favorite one! besides no contact lol. ik ik im sorry. lol. borers NOT mine!
you spotted her the second she walked through the doors, bey always came on friday nights.
you sucked on a pink lollipop while you watched her from behind the counter. the sweet cherry flavor coated your tongue and you let your mind wander to all the ways you wanted her hands on you tonight.
your pussy already ached from thinking about it all day. you had been horny since this morning and seeing her just pushed you over the edge. you grabbed another lollipop from the jar.
unwrapping it and walking right up to her on the rink floor where she leaned against the railing watching the skaters.
“hey!” you said soft and sweet, popping the new candy between your lips. you twirled it around a little, letting your tongue show just enough.
beyonce turned her head and her eyes dropped straight to your mouth. a slow smile spread across her face.
“you always got the good flavors.” she said. you stepped closer until your body almost brushed hers.
the lollipop made a wet pop when you pulled it out. you held it up to her lips.
“want a taste?” you asked. your voice came out breathy. she took the candy into her mouth and sucked on it while her eyes stayed locked on yours.
the sight made heat rush between your legs. you could feel yourself getting wetter just standing there.
“come to my office,” you whispered after she handed the lollipop back. “i got something better for you.”
beyonce raised an eyebrow but followed you without a word. you led her through the back hallway to your office. it was pink and cute, just how you liked it.
you pushed the lollipop back into your mouth and sucked harder this time. beyonce watched every move. you walked up and pressed your body against hers.
you could already feel her dick getting hard through her pants.
you dropped to your knees fast. your fingers worked her zipper down and pulled her out. her dick was heavy and hard with a slight curve.
you licked your lips then wrapped them around the head. beyonce let out a shaky breath above you.
you took her deeper in your mouth, sucking sloppy and wet. the lollipop was still in your other hand and you rubbed the sticky candy along her dick while your mouth worked the tip.
she cursed under her breath. her hips bucked a little pushing more into your throat. you gagged but kept going, you loved the way she filled your mouth. spit ran down your chin and dripped onto your tits.
“fuck, you feel so good,” she groaned. you looked up at her with watery eyes and sucked harder.
you swallowed every bit of her mixed with the cherry flavor from the lollipop. it made everything taste filthy and sweet at the same time.
after a few minutes she pulled you up. her mouth on yours again. you backed up until your ass hit the desk.
beyonce lifted you onto it and spread your legs open. your skirt rode up and she shoved your panties to the side.
you whimpered and tried to pull her closer.
“please,” you begged around the lollipop still in your mouth. beyonce took it from you and set it aside then pushed inside you.
“ahhh!” you cried out as she stretched you open. she was so thick. she held still for a second letting you adjust then started moving.
she had strokes that hit every spot inside you. your tits bounced with each thrust and she leaned down to suck one nipple into her mouth.
“mmm, oh my god!” you moaned loud.
“right there mama!” you gasped.
“this here, some real good pussy baby.” she said. you reached down and rubbed your clit fast. your legs shook around her waist.
“don’t stop,” you begged. “please don’t stop.”
she grabbed you and pulled you into every thrust. deeper. harder. you came with a loud cry… your pussy pulsed tight around her.
“turn around,” she told you. you bent over and arched your back. beyonce lined up and slammed back inside.
you moaned into your arm trying to muffle the sound but it didn’t work. like at all.
you pushed back meeting her thrust for thrust.
an involuntary whimper escaped your lips. beyonce cursed under her breath and sped up. her hand slid down to rub your pussy.
you were so close again.
“cum for me,” she growled in your ear. you did real hard. your pussy gushed around her dick and your legs almost gave out.
she let out a low groan and buried herself all the way.
her dick twitched inside you as she came. you moaned at the feeling… loving how full it made you.
she stayed inside for a min, both of you breathing heavy then she pulled out slow and turned you around.
her mouth found yours in a softer kiss this time. you smiled against her lips still feeling the aftershocks.
you grabbed the lollipop again and popped it back in your mouth. beyonce laughed soft and shook her head.
“next friday,” she said. you nodded sucking on the candy. “next friday for sure.” until then you would be thinking about her dick all week til she came back again.
.✦ ݁˖ : Good Behavior.
beyonce x black!fem!you.
song: partition by beyoncé.
synopsis: free money, you just gotta be bey’s meal tonight.
series is here. main masterlist is here.
beyonce sat alone in the corner booth nursing a dark drink. her eyes followed every move you made across lounge.
you had been serving her all night, refilling her glass with steady hands while that sheer silver dress clung to your body and left your tits on full display for anyone bold enough to look.
you wiped down the last table ready to clock out when her fingers wrapped around your wrist.
“you done for the night?” she asked.
“yeah.” you answered.
“good.” she said.
“let me treat you right in my car baby. free money no questions asked. i just want a taste of you.”
you nodded before you could talk yourself out of it. she slipped a thick stack of bills into your palm like it was nothing then stood guiding you out with a hand at the small of your back.
in the back of her car, the seats were soft leather and the windows tinted dark enough to hide everything. she pulled you onto her lap facing her.
“look at these titties.” she murmured. eyes dropping to your chest. her fingers traced the curves then cupped them. she squeezed just right making your nipples harden. you arched into her touch. a soft sound slipping out.
“mhph shit baby..” you gasped. her hands roamed down gripping your ass spreading you open a little as she worked on your tits.
“this pussy better taste even sweeter.” she said. she shifted you back onto the seat spreading you and dropping down. her breath ghosted over your soaked folds before her tongue dragged a long slow line from your entrance up to your clit.
“ouuu yes right there mommy!” you moaned. your head falling back against the leather. she licked harder and sucked your clit into her mouth with just the right pressure. her fingers joined in spreading your lips so she could bury her face fully.
bey’a tongue was inside you then pulling back to lap at your clit over and over. “yes fuck yes!” you cried out. she pushed two fingers into you curling them just right.
“this pussy taste so good.” she moaned before diving back in sucking harder. you rode her face grinding down while she fucked you faster.
“keep going!” you begged. she added another finger. her mouth locked on your clit sucking in rhythm with her thrusts. your walls clenched around her fingers.
“oh my god!” you whimpered. she curled her fingers again rubbing that sweet spot without mercy. her tongue flicking fast. your legs trembled around her head but she kept going sucking and thrusting until you came hard soaking her mouth and hand.
she licked you through it, cleaning every bit of your cum while you twitched and moaned. when you finally caught your breath she climbed back up, she started kissing you so you could taste yourself on her tongue.
you reached for her next pushing her dress up and finding her soaked through her panties. she let you pull them aside. your fingers sliding through her slick folds. beyonce moaned into your mouth when you pushed your fingers inside her.
“mhph yes baby!” bey screame. hips rocking to meet your hand. you added your thumb on her clit rubbing circles while you sucked on her neck.
you worked her faster curling your fingers the way she had done to you until her thighs shook and she came with a loud cry.
bey turned you around on all fours in the backseat. her tongue found your pussy again from the back, she licked you while her fingers played with your clit. you pushed back against her face moaning loudly.
“ouuu right there mommy!” you panted as she tongue fucked you harder. she slapped your ass lightly then gripped it spreading you wider so she could devour every inch of you.
you reached back holding her head in place while she made you cum again this time screaming into the seat.
next you were straddling her face, riding her tongue while she looked up at you.
“yes fuck yes!” you chanted over and over chasing another high. she sucked your clit hard pushing her tongue inside you until you shattered once more soaking her completely.
beyonce finally pulled you down beside her. “that pussy really did taste so good.” she whispered against your ear.
you smiled turning to kiss her. already thinking about the money in your pocket and how this night turned out better than any shift.
she slipped more bills into your hand with a grin. “next time you off early, you betta come find me baby.”
border NOT mine! lmk if you enjoyed this! haaa this had me so flustered omg i love this one
synopsis; every friend, coworker, and family member who tries to convince you to leave bey crazy ass mysteriously disappears from your life, one by one.
pairing; gf black!fem!you x g!p beyonce. (no use of y/n!)
kai’s notes; yall be eating up the toxic shit and i do too. also i am getting to all of yall requests!! 😭 i’m trying yall, i am! gimmie a few weeks or so!
song: jealous by beyoncé.
the entire series is here. my main masterlist is here.
first dymond disappeared right after she pulled you aside at the cookout last month.
she had whispered all that mess about beyonce being too controlling and how you deserved better. you nodded then but didn’t say much.
two days later her number went straight to voicemail and her mama said she just up and left town without a word. nobody heard from her again.
you tried not to think about it too hard. beyonce had been extra attentive that same night. she came home with your favorite takeout and spent hours between your legs until you forgot your own name. her mouth was relentless and her hands were on every inch of you.
next it was your coworker marcus. he kept texting you articles about toxic relationships and offering to help you pack a bag. you deleted the messages but somehow beyonce saw one. she didn’t yell. she just smiled that slow dangerous smile and kissed your forehead.
a week later marcus stopped showing up to work. his desk sat empty and his boss said he quit without notice.
your cousin tried next. she cornered you at the family reunion and begged you to leave before something bad happened. you brushed it off but that night beyonce fucked you so deep you saw spots behind your eyelids. she kept one hand around your throat the whole time just tight enough to remind you who you belonged to.
now here you were months later in her massive bedroom with the city lights barely filtering through the curtains. everyone who ever tried to pull you away had vanished like smoke. you just stopped asking questions.
beyonce stood in front of you completely naked, her dick already hard and leaking at the tip. you sat on the edge of the bed still in your silk slip, heart racing as she stared down at you.
“get on your knees,” she said.
you slid down without hesitation, hitting the soft carpet. her hand tangled in your hair guiding your mouth to her dick. you opened wide taking her in. she pushed deeper until you gagged around her thickness, spit dripping down to your chin.
“that’s it baby,” she murmured. “suck it like you mean it. show me how much you need this dick.”
you worked her harder hollowing your cheeks and swirling your tongue along the underside. her hips rocked forward feeding you every inch. tears slipped down your cheeks but you didn’t pull away.
after a few minutes she pulled out and yanked you up by your arms tossing you onto the bed on your back. she climbed over you spreading you and rubbing her dick against your soaked pussy.
you were dripping already aching for her to fill you up. she teased the head at your entrance pushing in just enough to make you whine then pulling back.
“please,” you gasped, gripping her shoulders.
she smirked and slammed in. the burn felt so good, you arched off the bed moaning loud. she fucked you hard.
you wrapped your legs around her waist pulling her closer. her mouth found yours in a messy kiss.. tongues sliding together as she pounded deeper.
“turn over,” she ordered after a while, pulling out and putting you onto all fours. you pushed your ass back toward her eager for more. she slapped your ass hard enough to sting then spread you open and drove back in.
you were so close already clenching around her dick. she leaned down biting your shoulder hard enough to leave marks.
“cum for me,” she growled against your skin. “let me feel my pussy squeeze me.”
you came hard. she kept thrusting through your orgasm. her grip on your hips tightened almost bruising as she buried herself deep and came with a rough groan filling you up with her seed.
you collapsed forward panting but she wasn’t done. she pulled out and rolled you onto your back again climbing up to straddle your face. her dick still half hard rested against your lips smeared with your juices and her cum.
“clean it up,” she said. “every drop.”
you licked obediently tasting the mix of both of you on her skin. she rocked slowly fucking your mouth again until she hardened fully then she slid down your body and pushed back inside you.
“you’re mine,” she whispered. “nobody else gets to have you. they all learn that eventually.”
you nodded moaning as she hit that spot inside you over and over.
borders NOT mine, credits to @/uzmacchiato and @/angeliicide!
i hope you enjoyed this fic!
NO CONTACT…
ᯓ ⋆｡°✩ ~ BEYONCE X BLACK!FEM!YOU (no use of y/n!)
ᯓ ⋆｡°✩ ~ AFTER MONTHS OF NO CONTACT, YOU RECEIVE A WEDDING INVITATION…
ᯓ ⋆｡°✩ ~ AUTHORS NOTE: i’d be such an inconsolable mess if i ever ended up in this situation irl. just sick asf and not knowing what to do lol.
song: mine by beyoncé.
the entire series is here. my main masterlist is here.
you stared at the envelope in your hands for what felt like hours before you finally tore it open.
the invitation was elegant with gold lettering and beyonce’s name right there next to another woman’s.
your chest tightened hard enough to hurt.
months of silence after she swore that girl meant nothing and now this. you dropped onto the edge of your bed and let the tears come. everything you had shared with her flooded back in sharp flashes… her mouth on your skin, her promises whispered in the dark.
kiari found you like that later with the invitation crumpled in your fist. she pulled you into a hug without asking questions at first.
“girl it’s up to you if you want to go,” she said after you told her everything.
“don’t let her play you but if you need closure then go handle it.”
you wiped your face and nodded slow.
a month later you stood in front of the mirror in a fitted black dress that hugged every curve of you.
the ceremony space was packed with flowers and important faces. you slipped into a seat near the back trying to stay invisible then you saw her. beyonce moved through the crowd in a white suit that made her look powerful and untouchable. her arm wrapped around the same woman she once brushed off as nothing.
jade.
that was the name printed on the invitation. they smiled at each other like the past never existed. your stomach twisted so bad you could barely breathe. you pushed up from your seat and hurried toward the back hallway before the tears spilled over in front of everyone.
the bathroom door swung shut behind you and you gripped the sink edge hard. sobs shook your shoulders as you tried to keep quiet. the lock clicked open and you didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.
beyonce stepped inside, her suit jacket already unbuttoned. her eyes locked on you through the mirror. she still made your knees weak. she locked the door without saying anything at first.
you turned to face her wiping your cheeks but the hurt poured out anyway.
“why the fuck did you send me that shit?”
she said nothing just closed the space between you until her body pressed yours against the counter. her mouth crashed into yours. you hated how fast your body responded, how wet you got from just that kiss.
she pushed your dress up around your waist exposing your ass. no words passed between you only heavy breathing and the sound of her belt coming undone. she had the strap already on underneath. she spun you around so you faced the mirror again and bent you forward.
your hands braced on the sink as she yanked your panties to the side.
beyonce slid in, the fullness making your mouth fall open in a silent moan. she gripped your shoulder with one hand and your waist with the other driving deeper. each thrust hit that spot inside you that made your legs shake.
you watched her in the mirror. her eyes were fixed on where your bodies connected.
she leaned over you whispering how good you still felt how no one else got her this worked up. you clenched around the strap moaning her name.
beyonce pulled out only to drop to her knees behind you. she spread you and buried her face. tongue licking from your clit all the way up to your tight hole. she sucked and slurped loud enough that you worried someone outside might hear. you came hard and fast… shaking and dripping down her hand.
you barely caught your breath before she stood up again and shoved the dick back inside you from behind.
she needed to mark you one last time. her hand wrapped around your throat holding you in place while she fucked you senseless.
you reached back to grab her thigh urging her deeper. she pulled your dress down further freeing your tits so she could pinch and tug your nipples while she kept thrusting.
the mix of pain and pleasure sent you over again clenching tight around her.
bey didn’t stop until your legs gave out. she held you up fucking you through it, chasing her own release by grinding the base of the strap against her clit.
when she finally came, she pressed her face into your neck biting down to muffle the moan then she pulled out slowly, leaving you empty and leaking. she fixed her pants and suit jacket like nothing happened.
“clean yourself up,” she said voice cold now.
“this changes nothing.”
you stood there stunned watching her unlock the door and slip out without another glance. your hands shook as you tried to put yourself back together smoothing your dress and wiping the mess from between your legs.
the taste of her lingered on your lips.
outside the music started again. you made it back to your seat just in time to see beyonce standing at the altar facing jade. her suit still perfect not a hair out of place.
the officiant asked the question and beyonce answered clear and sure.
“i do.”
the words cut hit you harder than anything else that day. you slipped out the back door before the cheers started. heart aching and body still aching from her.
the drive home blurred with more tears but you kept going.
maybe some doors closed forever even when they felt wide open for just a minute.
dividers by @/chrisssiren! credits to the owner of the bow dividers. - kai!
𝑺𝑰𝑻 𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑻!
synopsis: bey fills you up nice and deep whilst doing her dailt work like nothing is happening.
pairing: beyonce x black!fem!sub!y/n
now playing: speechless byyy yonceeeeeeeee. one of her best btwww. gifs nor borders is mines. credits to the rightful owner.
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beyonce sat at her desk in the home office.
you were already settled deep on her strap, her dick stretching you open in the most full way possible. your legs straddled her lap facing her as she worked, one arm looped around your waist to keep you steady.
she had been like this for hours now, handling calls and typing away while you fought to stay quiet and focused.
she murmured something low into her phone, her voice smooth and professional but her free hand traced over your thigh. you bit your lip hard, trying not to make a sound as your walls clenched around her. beyonce noticed, of course. she always did.
her eyes flicked to yours for a brief second before she went back to her screen.
you shifted just a little, the movement sending a sharp jolt of pleasure through your core. work was important to her and she had made the rules clear this morning.
“no cumming until i say so.” you were supposed to take it all day like a good girl but god, it was getting harder. her body felt so warm beneath you while you struggled to keep your focus on anything but the way she filled you.
minutes passed or maybe longer, you lost track. beyonce ended her call and set the phone down. her lips brushed against your ear as she leaned in close enough for you to smell her perfume mixed with the faint scent of her skin.
“that little squeeze you just did feels so nice around my dick, baby,” she whispered, her tone casual like she was commenting on the weather. “but you know you are not supposed to move like that. not unless i tell you.”
your face heated up fast, a flush spreading across your cheeks and down your chest. you nodded quickly, not trusting your voice. her hand slid higher under your dress, fingers grazing the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.
the touch was light but it made your hips twitch involuntarily. another wave of heat rushed through you, your clit throbbing against her where you sat flushed.
beyonce went back to typing one handed, her other arm tightening around you to hold you still. you tried to breathe evenly but every keystroke seemed to shift her body just enough to press her dick deeper.
your hands gripped her shoulders, nails digging in through her shirt as you fought the need to cum.
the afternoon dragged on like that. beyonce took another call, this one longer. meanwhile, her fingers kept wandering. they traced patterns on your back, sometimes dipping lower to squeeze your ass cheeks, spreading you a lil bit more on her strap.
each time, you had to swallow a moan, the effort making your throat tight.
“you are dripping down my thighs now,” she said quietly during a pause in her conversation. “such a messy girl for me. bet you want to ride this dick so bad, don’t you? but you gone wait like i told you.”
your pussy clenched hard around her length, the ache intensifying until your legs shook. you pressed your face into her neck, trying to hide how badly you were falling apart.
beyonce kept talking on the phone like nothing was happening but her hand moved to your hip, guiding you into the smallest rock forward. you whimpered softly, the sound muffled against her skin.
she praised you under her breath after hanging up. “that’s it. keep holding it for me. i love seeing you like this, all desperate and wet just from sitting pretty on my dick.”
beyonce worked through emails now, her focus split between the screen and the way your breathing grew ragged. she would lean back occasionally, pulling you with her so her dick hit a new angle that made your toes curl.
your mind was foggy now.
“look at you trying so hard not to cum all over me,” she said during one quiet moment, her fingers slipping between you to circle your clit without enough pressure to finish you. “you are doing so good, baby. my dick throbbing inside that pretty pussy. you want to let go, don’t ya? not yet.”
your mouth falling open in a silent cry.
she enjoyed every second of it, you could tell. her eyes stayed on you more often now, watching the way your lips parted and your chest rose faster. beyonce loved doing you like this, turning you into a needy mess while she stayed composed.
another hour passed with more calls and more teasing. her voice would drop low between sentences, feeding you the nastiest comments that made your head spin.
“bet you imagining me fucking you right now. pounding this dick up into you until you scream but you need to be patient for me. my good girl can handle it.”
your body responded each time, walls squeezing her so hard it almost hurt. the fullness consumed you, every shift and breath reminding you of how deep she sat inside. your thighs burned from holding the position but you wouldn’t move away. not when she wanted you right there.
finally, beyonce closed her laptop and pushed back from the desk. she cupped your face in both hands, thumbs brushing your flushed cheeks. her gaze locked on yours, intense and full of heat.
“you did so well today,” she murmured. “holding all that in for me. look at you shaking and soaked. my perfect girl.”
you whimpered, nodding as fresh tears slipped down. beyonce kissed you slowly, her tongue sliding against yours while her hands gripped your hips. she started moving then, guiding you up and down on her dick in long deliberate strokes.
the relief hit you like a flood after hours of denial.
each thrust built the pleasure higher, your moans spilling out freely now. you felt her dick drag along every sensitive spot inside you.
“that’s it, baby,” she whispered against your mouth. “cum for me now. let me feel you fall apart on my dick.”
the words unlocked everything. you cried out her name mixed with broken sounds, your body convulsing around her. beyonce held you close through it all, murmuring praises as you rode it out.
“you are so beautiful when you cum like that,” she said softly, her hands stroking your back. “took everything i gave you and still waited for me. i am so proud of you, my love. such a good girl for me.”
𝑭𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑯 || 𝑩𝑬𝒀𝑶𝑵𝑪𝑬
dom g!p beyoncé x sub black!fem!you.
this was requested but i accidentally deleted the ask. @justletm3inbabe sorry :(, this is for you tho ;)! border NOT mine. creds to @/uzmacchiato !!!
beyonce had you laid back on the big bed. her eyes locked on your body like she couldn’t get enough.
she spread your legs wide and leaned in close, breathing heavy already. her hands gripped your thighs tight, pulling you open so she could see everything. you stayed right there, letting her take over because that’s how it always went with her.
she lived for this.
she dragged her fingers through your folds slow at first, feeling how slick you got just from her touch. “fuck, you already so wet for me,” she whispered then dipped her fingers inside, twisting them deep. your hips twitched but she held you steady, pushing harder.
“there she go,” she said low when your pussy clenched around her. she pumped faster, loving the wet sounds filling the room. she added another finger stretching you wider, her thumb rubbing your clit in tight circles until your legs shook.
beyonce pulled her fingers out and watched the mess drip down. “you made such a mess babyy,” she groaned then licked her hand clean, her eyes never leaving yours. she climbed up between your thighs, her dick hard and heavy against you.
she rubbed the head up and down your soaked pussy, teasing your entrance before sliding in. you cried out loud and she smiled wide, obsessed with every sound you gave her.
she fucked you steady at first then harder, pounding in ways that made your back arch off the bed. her hands pinned your wrists above your head while she sucked on your tits, biting just enough to make you squirm. she wanted you to cum hard and she wasn’t stopping until you did.
“come on baby, let it go for me,” she urged, her hips snapping forward. your pussy got wetter with every thrust.
she put you onto your stomach, pulling your ass up and drove back in even deeper. her fingers found your clit again, rubbing fast while she fucked you from behind. screams tore from your throat as the pressure built and she laughed soft and dark.
“there she go again.” she kept going, forcing you closer until you squirted all over her dick and the sheets soaking everything. “you made such a mess baby!” she praised, not slowing down for a second.
beyonce flipped you back over, her mouth diving between your legs licking up every drop. she sucked your clit hard, pushing her fingers back inside, curling them just right. another orgasm hit you fast and she held you through it, licking and fingering until you shook and cried.
she loved the way your body gave in completely, the way you flooded her face and hands. she finally slid her dick back in, chasing her own release while you lay there spent and trembling.
she fucked you through it, praising you the whole time until she came inside you with a groan. she stayed buried there afterward, kissing your neck and rubbing your sides gentle now. her obsession showed in every touch, every word.
she couldn’t get enough of pleasing you like this, turning you into a dripping shaking mess over and over. you belonged to her pleasure and she made sure you felt it.
𝑰𝑭 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑾… 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑯.
synopsis: bey suspects you are cheating after finding yellow lace panties on the floor. whole time, they were literally for her.
pairing: wife beyonce g!p x wife black!fem!you.
now playing: you don’t know by tank.
gifs nor borders is mines. credits to the rightful owner.
beyonce was mad as hell as she clutched the yellow lace panties in one hand and your phone in the other.
you had fallen asleep early after a long day, leaving her alone with her thoughts and the mess she found on the floor near the hamper. the delicate fabric felt foreign between her fingers and when she unlocked your screen, the photos hit her like a slap.
your ass out in those same panties, posing from different angles. her stomach twisted hard. suspicion burned through her.
she shook your shoulder none too gently until your eyes fluttered open. you blinked up at her confused asf. her hand already gripping your wrist, pinning it to the mattress.
“what nigga you sending pics of with ya ass out?” she demanded.
her eyes narrowed as she tossed the panties onto your chest.
“you been sneaking around behind my back. i saw everything on your phone. don’t even try to lie to me right now!”
you tried to sit up but she pushed you back down. her dick pressed against your thigh through her thin shorts, already half hard.
“tell me who the fuck he…” she growled, pressing her hand flat against your stomach and sliding it lower until it cupped between your legs possessively. “this pussy mine. you mine and you out here showing it off like it belongs to somebody else.”
her voice cracked just a bit but she covered it with another rough squeeze that made your breath catch.
you squirmed under her.
“bey, wait…” you started but she cut you off with a bruising kiss, her teeth nipping at your bottom lip before she pulled back. her hips rocked forward, grinding her growing dick against you.
“explain,” she said. “right now, before i lose the little bit of calm i got left.”
her free hand kept your wrist trapped above your head.
the words tumbled from you fast.
“those panties were for you, bey. i bought them to surprise you. the pics too. i was gonna send them tomorrow when you got back from the studio. nobody else. just you.”
your voice shook a little from the way she kept touching you, possessive and unrelenting, even as understanding started to flicker across her face.
she stilled for a long moment but the anger didn’t vanish completely. her grip on your wrist loosened, only to slide down your arm in a slower drag.
“you really did all that for me?” she murmured.
her body settled between your legs, pushing them wider as she stripped your shorts away with impatient tugs.
“yeah,” you whispered, relief mixing with the heat building low in your belly. “all for you.”
beyonce didn’t answer with words.
she shoved her own shorts down letting her dick slap against your inner thigh. in one smooth motion, she lined up and pushed inside you. the stretch burned so good that your back arched off the bed, fingers grabbing at her shoulders.
“you’re mine,” she said against your ear, thrusting hard enough to make the bed creak. “say it.”
her pace stayed steady and punishing, each stroke dragging along every sensitive spot inside you. her hands roamed your body, gripping your hips and your thighs, spreading you wider so she could watch where you took her.
“i’m yours,” you gasped out, legs wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer.
the words seemed to unlock something in her because her thrusts grew deeper, grinding against your clit with every roll of her hips.
bey pulled out suddenly, leaving you empty and aching. before you could protest, she slid down your body, strong hands pushing your legs back toward your chest.
her mouth was on you in the next breath, tongue licking your soaked pussy before she latched onto your clit, sucking hard.
you cried out, hips jerking against her face but she held you open, devouring you with wet & filthy sounds. her tongue pushed inside you, tasting the mess she had already made then circled your clit again and again until your fingers twisted in the sheets.
when you came, it crashed over you hard, walls clenching around nothing as she kept licking you through it. beyonce didn’t stop until you were whimpering and oversensitive. only then did she crawl back up, positioning herself between your thighs again.
she slid back inside you in one thrust, groaning at how wet and ready you still were.
her hips moved slower now, savoring the way you fluttered around her dick.
“you’re mine,” she repeated, voice thick with need. “only mine.”
her thrusts picked up again, chasing her own release until she buried herself deep and came hard, pulsing inside you, filling you with warm spurts that leaked out around her shaft as she kept grinding through it.
she stayed there afterward, dick still twitching inside you, as she pressed soft kisses along your collarbone. the anger had burned away, leaving only the heavy weight of her body and the quiet promise in her touch that she believed you.
⤷ 𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭…. ˎˊ
synopsis: after months of tension, too long touches and feelings neither one is brave enough to admit, a late night drive forces tyriq to finally tell y/n the truth.
pairing: tyriq jackson x black!fem!reader
song: human nature by madonna… “EXPRESS YOURSELF, DON’T REPRESS YOURSELF.”
written by me! @/yoncegetsmewetter :)
tyriq gripped the steering wheel a little tighter than usual as the car hummed along the quiet highway. headlights from passing vehicles swept across his face every few minutes.
y/n sat in the passenger seat with her legs crossed, glancing over at him now and then.
be with you by beyonce playing played low in the background.
she could feel it in the air, the way he kept stealing looks at her. his hand rested on the gear shift, close enough that his fingers brushed her knee once or twice.
neither of them said much at first. just the sound of the engine and the occasional sigh of wind outside the windows.
tyriq had picked her up earlier, claiming he needed a long drive to clear his head but y/n knew better.
he finally broke the silence after they passed another mile marker.
“i can’t keep doing this anymore… pretending like i don’t feel shit for you.”
y/n turned her head fully toward him, her heart picking up speed.
“what you saying, tyriq?”
he let out a breath and switched lanes smoothly, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror before settling back on the road.
“i’m saying i want you. all of you. not just as friends or whatever the fuck we’ve been calling this. i think about you constantly. the way you laugh. the way you look at me like you see right through my bullshit.”
y/n felt heat rise in her cheeks but she didn’t look away.
“then why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“because i didn’t want to fuck things up. but tonight i can’t hold it in anymore. human nature or whatever you want to call it. i need to touch you. right here, right now.”
the car slowed as he pulled off onto a deserted side road lined with trees.
the lights from the main highway faded behind them until it was just the two of them and the soft glow of the dashboard.
he parked the car in a small clearing and killed the engine. the sudden quiet wrapped around them like a blanket.
“come here.”
y/n unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed over, her body pressing against his as she settled into his lap.
his breath was warm against her neck as he spoke again.
“tell me you want this too.”
she nodded, her fingers threading through his hair.
“i do. i have for a long time.”
their lips met then in a kiss that started slow but quickly turned hungry.
his tongue traced her bottom lip before slipping inside, tasting her fully. y/n moaned softly into his mouth, her hips shifting against him already feeling him harden beneath her.
tyriq’s hands roamed down her back, gripping her ass and squeezing as he deepened the kiss.
he pulled back just enough to look at her face, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks.
“you’re so fucking beautiful.”
he didn’t waste anymore time. tyriq lifted her slightly and helped her slide back into the passenger seat. he leaned over her, his body hovering as he kissed down her neck, sucking lightly at the skin there.
his hands pushed her shirt up, exposing her. he took one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it until she arched her back, pressing closer.
y/n gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
he moved lower, kissing along her stomach until he reached the waistband of her pants. he tugged them down along with her panties, tossing them aside.
tyriq spread her legs wider, his breath hot against her inner thighs.
he looked up at her one last time, eyes locked, before lowering his head. his tongue flicked out, teasing her folds at first then pressing flat against her pussy.
y/n cried out, her hand flying to the back of his head. he ate her out with focused hunger, licking and sucking at her clit like he had been starving for her taste.
his fingers joined in, spreading her open so he could push his tongue deeper inside her wet heat.
she tasted sweet on his lips and he groaned against her.
her thighs trembled around his head as he worked her faster, circling her clit with his tongue then sucking it hard between his lips. y/n bucked her hips, grinding against his face, chasing her high.
her moans grew louder, filling the car. he added a finger, thrusting it in and out while his mouth stayed latched onto her most sensitive spot.
the pressure built until she came hard, her pussy clenching around his finger as pleasure came over her.
he lifted his head with a satisfied smirk on his lips but he wasn’t done.
tyriq pulled his pants down, taking himself out.
y/n reached for him, stroking it a few times, feeling it twitch in her hand.
he positioned himself between her legs, rubbing the head of his dick along her slick pussy.
“you ready for me, baby?”
she nodded, biting her lip.
“yes…. fuck me, tyriq.”
he pushed in slowly at first, letting her adjust to his size.
y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. his dick slid in and out, creating wet sounds that mixed with their heavy breathing.
tyriq braced one hand on the seat back, the other on her hip, angling her so he could go deeper.
each thrust hit that spot inside her, making her see stars.
the car rocked gently with their movements.
y/n clawed at his back, her nails leaving marks. he leaned down to kiss her, swallowing her moans while pounding into her harder.
tyriq groaned her name against her lips, his pace becoming more urgent but he remembered his promise.
when he felt himself getting close, he pulled out, stroking his dick a few times until he came across her stomach, thick ropes painting her skin.
they both caught their breath for a moment.
y/n pushed him back into the driver’s seat, which was still reclined. she climbed over him with her body glistening under the stars. her hand wrapped around his dick again and stroking him.
tyriq watched her with hooded eyes, his chest rising and falling.
she lowered her head, taking him into her mouth.
her lips stretched around him as she sucked him deep. her tongue swirling around the head, tasting the mix of themselves.
tyriq hissed in pleasure, his hand resting lightly on her head, guiding her but not forcing. she bobbed up and down, taking more of him each time until he hit the back of her throat.
he thrust up gently, meeting her mouth, loving the way she took him so eagerly.
she played with his balls, gently squeezing as she sucked harder.
after a few minutes, he pulled her up, needing more.
y/n straddled his face. tyriq dove in again, his tongue exploring her pussy once again. she grinded down on him, riding his face while he licked and sucked at her folds.
her juices coated his chin but he didn’t care. he gripped her ass, spreading her cheeks so he could bury his face deeper.
y/n moaned loudly, her hips moving in circles.
she came again, shuddering above him, her thighs clamping around his head. tyriq lapped at her through it, prolonging the pleasure until she was trembling.
finally, she slid down his body, positioning herself over his dick. he was rock hard again and throbbing with need.
y/n sank down onto him, taking it all in one smooth motion.
tyriq’s hands found her hips. she rode him slow at first, savoring the feel of him stretching her pussy again.
ly/n leaned forward, her tits pressing against his chest as she bounced on his dick.
tyriq met her thrusts from below, his hips snapping up to bury himself deeper.
he reached up, tangling his fingers in her hair, pulling it back firmly but not too rough.
y/n gasped at the pull, her eyes fluttering shut. his hand stayed on her ass, guiding her movements.
“ride me just like that.”
y/n picked up speed, her pussy clenching around his dick with every downstroke.
tyriq watched her face, the way her lips parted and her eyes glazed over. he pulled her hair a bit more, arching her back so he could lean up and suck at her neck, leaving marks.
the car windows were completely fogged now, hiding them from the outside world.
their moans and the slap of skin filled the small space.
y/n felt another orgasm building deep in her core. tyriq could sense it too, his thrusts becoming more forceful.
he kept one hand fisted in her hair, the other pressing her down harder onto him.
when she came this time, her pussy pulsed around his dick, milking him tight. tyriq groaned loud, holding her close as he followed right after, pulling out just in time to spill across her thigh and the seat.
they stayed like that for a long while afterward, bodies tangled and breathing slowing.
tyriq stroked her back gently, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her skin.
𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥….
“𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘐, 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘱, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺?”
𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘤é, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.
𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬!𝘨!𝘱!𝘺/𝘯
𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘉𝘜𝘛 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺/𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘨!𝘱… 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘭𝘮𝘬 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘨!𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘮! 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 :) 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘪’𝘮 𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘭
𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘬. 🤤
the bass from the stadium vibrated the walls.
y/n leaned against the hallway outside the dressing rooms with her arms folded tight across her chest while crew members hurried past.
everyone else rode the high of another sold out show. she tried hard to remember how to act normal but that blue outfit beyonce wore onstage kept flashing behind her eyes.
the dressing room door opened and everything got quieter.
beyonce stepped out with a towel around her shoulders and her makeup smudged in a way that only made her look better. her dark eyes landed right on y/n and stayed there.
y/n’s stomach dropped hard.
beyonce tilted her head slow.
“c’mere, baby.”
y/n followed before her brain could catch up with any dignity.
the door closed behind them and the room felt smaller. beyonce tossed the towel onto a chair then turned around. for a second, neither of them spoke then that smile spread across her face real slow.
“you been starin’ at me all night.”
y/n looked away fast.
beyonce laughed low in amusement.
“there ya’ go.”
“i wasn’t staring.”
“baby.”
beyonce folded her arms and took one step closer. not enough to touch. just enough to make y/n smell her.
“so you ain’t been lookin’ at me?”
y/n opened her mouth then closed it again because there was no defense.
beyonce already knew.
that smile said it all.
“that’s what i thought.”
“you enjoy embarrassing me?”
“very much so.”
y/n groaned. beyonce laughed again but then her expression shifted softer. more focused.
every bit of toughness y/n tried to hold onto melted right off.
“why you nervous?”
“you know why.”
“tell me anyway.”
y/n rolled her eyes even as heat flooded her face.
“because you’re beyonce.”
“ha yeah last time i checked.”
“and because you know exactly what you’re doing.”
“you always this honest?”
“apparently not.”
“good.”
beyonce reached out and tilted y/n’s chin up, forcing their eyes to lock.
y/n was nervous as hell but beyonce stayed calm and steady like she had all the time in the world.
“you real cute when you get flustered.”
y/n covered her face immediately. beyonce caught her wrists and pulled them down.
“don’t get shy on me now. look at you. all worked up already.”
y/n felt her dick twitch hard in her pants just from the way beyonce stared at her.
beyonce pressed forward until their bodies brushed. she kissed y/n hard, tongues sliding together while her fingers worked y/n’s pants open.
beyonce wrapped her hand around her, stroking slow from base to tip, spreading the leaking precum all over.
y/n’s hips jerked forward on their own.
her hands grabbed at bey’s shoulders. beyonce kept her eyes locked on her the whole time, pumping faster, twisting her wrist at the head until y/n’s knees felt weak.
“you hear me talkin’ to you? don’t hide that pretty face. let me see how bad you need it.”
y/n whimpered, trying to stay tough but failing fast under all that attention.
bey dropped to her knees, tugging y/n’s pants down just enough.
she looked up then took y/n into her mouth without warning.
beyonce sucked loud and sloppy. she was greedy, tongue swirling around y/n while one hand pumped the base.
she pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to the throbbing head, then stood back up.
“turn around for me, baby.” bey commanded.
y/n obeyed fast, pressing her hands to the wall.
beyonce dropped again, spreading y/n’s ass and licking straight over her hole, circling the rim before pushing her tongue inside.
y/n moaned loud, thighs shaking as bey ate her from the back, fingers stroking her dick at the same time.
“aw, baby. look at that face. you so damn pretty when you blush.”
her tongue fucking her while her hand worked faster.
the need to come came fast.
y/n came spilling over bey’s fist in messy pulses, body trembling against the wall.
beyonce rose back to her feet, wiping her mouth then kissing y/n, letting her taste herself.
“that’s my girl…” she whispered against her lips.
she pushed y/n down onto the couch nearby, taking off her shorts.
y/n’s eyes widened as bey straddled her face without hesitation, lowering her pussy right onto her mouth.
“eat it, baby!” bey said.
y/n grabbed her thighs and licked, tongue dragging through her soaked folds, sucking on her clit hard.
bey grinded down slow at first then faster while her fingers stayed tangled in y/n’s hair.
“fuck yeah, just like that.”
y/n sucked and licked, desperate, tongue pushing inside her then back to that swollen clit, flicking fast.
bey’s thighs squeezed tighter.
“you so good for me. look at you makin’ a mess fa’ me.”
beyonce praised. she reached back, stroking y/n’s dick again while grinding harder on her tongue.
y/n moaned into her pussy, the vibrations making bey curse low.
beyonce moved then sank down onto y/n’s dick taking all of it.
she rode hard and steady with her ass bouncing, slick sounds filling the room as she clenched around her.
y/n’s hands gripped her hips, thrusting up to meet every drop but bey set the pace.
“c’mon, baby. give it to momma.” bey demanded leaning forward to kiss y/n still bouncing on her dick.
her pussy was tight and wet. y/n never wanted to pull out.
bey shudder and came, leaking all over y/n’s dick then y/n spilled deep inside her with a broken moan.
they stayed locked together, breathing heavy, bey pressing soft kisses to y/n’s flushed face.
“you a real good girl,” she murmured, voice warm and satisfied. “imma see you tomorrow but we ain’t done talkin’ about how you been starin’.”
more g!p reader?
YESS!!
nahh… i’m good on that.
ehh i’m in the middle…
P.L.T.
pretty.little.thang.
written by me.
@/yoncegetsmewetter
PAIRING: beyonce (g!p) x younger!black!fem!y/n
SYNOPSIS: y/n thought she found safety in beyoncé’s arms. instead, she finds herself trapped in a relationship where love and control become impossible to tell apart. the older woman insists it’s devotion. everyone else calls it something else.
WARNINGS: degradation, emotional manipulation, power imbalance, age gap (everyone 21+, bey’s older,) possessive behavior, unhealthy attachment.
A/N: HAPPY PRIDE MONTH! this was supposed to be posted directly at 12 a.m. june 1st but i fell asleep 😭😭. also bey should be my controversial older wife. i wouldn’t shut up one bit. haaaaaa. credits to the rightful owners of all the dividers and photos! also.. i only kept that lil piece of extra smut in there bc i know i’m not gonna do a part 2…. 👀
y/n stood by the glass doors in the master bedroom, arms wrapped around herself.
she wanted to hide the parts of herself she still hated. her body felt too much tonight. she was lonely in a way that went bone deep, even with the woman who owned this place watching her from the massive bed across the room.
beyonce rose slowly. she had spent years building walls no one could touch but with y/n she let them crack just enough to pull the younger woman in.
“come here baby,” she said. “you know i been waiting for you all evening.”
y/n hesitated. “i just… i don’t know why you keep saying that. everyone else always leaves when they see the real me. why wouldn’t you?” her voice cracked on the last word, the same doubt that she had every night they spent together.
beyonce crossed the room in a few steps, wrapping her arms around y/n from behind. she pressed a kiss to the side of y/n’s neck then another.
“mommy loves you. that’s why. everyone else lies or disappears but not me. i see all of you and i stay. be good for me tonight. ok?”
she leaned back into the hold anyway, needing it more than air. beyonce’s hands slid down, cupping y/n’s tits, thumbs brushing over nipples until they hardened.
y/n whimpered softly, body responding before her mind could catch up.
they moved to the bed together, beyonce guiding her.
once y/n was laid out on the dark sheets, beyonce hovered above her, eyes locked on her.
“look at you. so pretty for mommy. you don’t need anyone else thinking they can have this.” she stripped her own robe off, revealing her dick already hardening between her legs.
y/n moaned into the kiss, hands clawing at beyonce’s back. the older woman’s felt safe and trapping all at once.
when they broke apart, y/n whispered, “mommy… i feel so stupid sometimes. like i can’t even stand myself.”
tears pricked her eyes but beyonce wiped them away with her thumb.
“shh. you know i love you. no one will ever love you like i will. they all disappoint, baby but mommy stays.” she kissed down y/n’s body, sucking marks into the soft flesh of her belly.
y/n arched, the attention making her wet and aching between her thighs.
beyonce didn’t rush, licking and biting until y/n was trembling but the words kept coming. “you’re mine. say it.”
“i’m yours mommy!” y/n screamed.
beyonce moved up then straddling y/n’s chest. her dick rested heavy against y/n’s tits, sliding between them as she rocked forward. “open that pretty mouth. mommy needs to feel you.” y/n obeyed, lips parting wide.
the first thrust was deep, stretching her jaw as beyonce gripped the headboard and fucked her face slowly.
spit dripped down y/n’s chin. messy and loud wet sounds filled the quiet room.
beyonce groaned, hips rolling, balls resting against y/n’s throat with each push.
“that’s it. take mommy’s dick like a good girl. you love this don’t you? only i can give you what you need.”
y/n gagged softly but kept her eyes up, tears coming down as the thrusts got deeper, nastier. beyonce held her head still, fucking in short hard bursts that made y/n’s throat bulge.
drool ran everywhere, soaking y/n’s neck and the sheets beneath.
beyonce pulled out, stroking her slick dick over y/n’s flushed face. “i’m gone mark you up baby. open wide.” cum shot across y/n’s cheeks, lips, and tongue.
some landed in her hair, dripping down as y/n panted, licking what she could reach. beyonce rubbed the head against her messy face, smearing it in. “look at you covered in mommy. so fucking beautiful.”
y/n whimpered, body throbbing with need. “mommy please… i need you inside me.”
“you know i love you. don’t question it. everyone else leaves but mommy never will..”
she pulled y/n into her lap. bey’s arms wrapped around y/n’s soft body, holding her close as she guided her dick to y/n’s dripping entrance. y/n cried out, burying her face in beyonce’s neck as the stretch burned so good.
“mommy… oh god mommy it’s so deep.” beyonce fucked up into her.
beyonce kissed her messy face, licking some of her own cum off y/n’s cheek while pounding up harder.
“you feel that? that’s mommy loving you. no one else gets this close. say you need me.”.
“i need you mommy. please don’t stop.” y/n’s sobbed out.
beyonce flipped them after y/n came.
she laid on top while thrusting deep and steady.
y/n’s legs wrapped around her waist, heels digging in. “mommy loves you so much. you’re mine forever.”
the words mixed with the wet sounds of her dick slamming in, cum from earlier still streaking y/n’s face.
doubts crept in again, y/n whispering against beyonce’s skin. “sometimes i wonder if i could be okay on my own… like before.”
beyonce stilled then gripped her tighter, thrusting up so hard y/n gasped.
“don’t say that. you know better. mommy is the only one who truly sees you. everyone else lies. let me take care of you.” she kissed her, fucking up with even harder somehow, dick hitting so deep y/n saw stars.
after a while, beyonce stood at the edge of the bed, pulling y/n to the edge on her back. she hooked y/n’s thighs over her arms and drove in, pounding relentlessly.
“mommy! fuck mommy yes!”
“tell mommy you love this. tell me no one else can have you.” y/n sobbed with pleasure, body shaking through another orgasm, walls clenching tight around bey.
“no one else mommy! only you. i love you.”
beyonce pulled out and put y/n onto her stomach, yanking her hips up. she slid back in with a groan. her hips snapped forward, dick plunging in fast, the wet squelch echoing.
“that’s my good girl. take every inch. mommy’s gonna fill you up.” y/n came again, screaming into the sheets, body going limp.
when she finally came, it was deep inside, hot pulses flooding y/n as she held her close, whispering, “mommy loves you. you’re safe here. no one will ever love you like i will.”
they collapsed together, beyonce still inside, arms still locked around y/n.
y/n laid curled against her, cum leaking down her thighs, face still sticky. beyonce stroked her hair.
“you see how perfect we are? don’t fight it baby. just let mommy have you...”
y/n nodded slowly, the comfort winning out over the quiet unease. she kissed beyonce’s chest.
“i know mommy. i need you.”
the push and pull continued in small ways, y/n questioning in whispers, beyonce answering with touches and words that bound her closer.
hours passed like that, bodies entwined, fucking again in the early morning light filtering through the windows.
a lil extra nasty won’t hurt nobody. haaa right?
❝beyonce had y/n riding her reverse. y/n bounced, ass slapping loud against beyonce’s thighs, dick disappearing inside her over and over.
“fuck! mama it feels so good. don’t let me go.”
beyonce thrusted up to meet her.
“never letting you go. you’re my everything.”
“mommy… i can’t imagine without you anymore.” the admission came quiet and beyonce smiled against her lips, thrusting a little harder. “good because you don’t have to. mommy’s here.”❞