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How to Please You

Stu Macher X Reader

Don’t come after my life if my writing isn’t up to par, it’s been a long time since I’ve written on another platform.

- Stu Macher’s Pillow Princess

(Let it be known I’m a switch at heart but I would let this man demolish me if he wanted to.)

You stumble through Stu’s house reaching the staircase. You sit for a moment and then call out for Randy, but he’s distracted by the movie playing on the tv and the horde of guys calling out obscenities to Jamie Lee Curtis in ‘Halloween’. You close your eyes for a moment and you feel a warm body sit next to you on the steps.

It’s Stu.

He laughs and puts his arm around you.

“There’s a reason you don’t drink keg beer, you drink the good shit I keep around for the pretty girls, that beer is trash.”

Pretty girl? You think, You haven’t had 2 seconds alone with this man since the beginning of time. He’s so forward.

“I’m not drunk Stu, I slipped and fell hard in the kitchen and my everything hurts.”

“Well little miss clumsy if you need to lay down or something your little boyfriend can take you up to my parents room.”

“Randy’s not my boyfriend.” You scoff.

You’ve been on one ‘date’ if hanging out at the video store after hours even counts as one.

“Like hell he is, every time I walk into that lousy ass video store he’s flapping that fucking mouth about you.”

“Not enough apparently because I’m sitting here with a sore ass and he’s too busy watching movies.”

“I’m not too busy for you and your sore ass” He grins stupidly as he pokes at your side.

You hit him playfully on the shoulder. He smirks.

“Come on, a bed’s gotta be comfier than these stairs”

He grabs your hand and lifts you to stand. He wraps his arm around your waist and grips you hard, almost carrying you up the stairs. He leads you to a room at the end of the hall. He closes the door and you hear a slight click.

‘Did he lock it?’

You plop down on the bed and fall back on the pillows. You feel Stu sit on the edge. He places his hand on your leg.

“Comfy?”

“Mhm”.

“You know.. I gotta ask .. because me and the guys just… can't seem to figure out how virgin extraordinaire landed you?”

“He’s sweet to me, plus how about you show me the list of available guys in our school that aren’t assholes or taken”.

“So because of Tatum I didn’t make the cut?”

“No.. you’re not on my list because you’re an asshole.”

He laughs. “Oh really now? I didn’t know” his sarcasm is all too much. “Wipe the smirk off your face”. He looks at your mouth and then back to your eyes.

You giggle at his frustration.

“Or what? you’ll do it for me?” You put your finger to his chest.

“I could do more than that..” his touches your hand with his fingers tracing patterns on the back of your palm.

His eyes wander for a second but he pops back into reality and blinks a few times. You place your hands in your lap.

“So tell me, have you popped old randy’s cherry yet?” He nudges you playfully.

“No one’s popping anything.”

“Nothing? Come on babe! a girls gotta have needs right? The kid isn't satisfying you in other ways?” He taps his fingers on your leg.

“No stu, Randy’s a virgin, in all ways, shapes, and forms”. You grab his hand and move it off of you placing it on the bed.

“So what do virgins do on a friday night? Play fucking checkers and call it a night? You gotta do better than that”. He shakes his head.

“What do I even do? He’s so sweet but he wouldn’t know how to make a move if I stripped naked and threw myself at him”.

“Oh really? That easy huh?

“Oh fuck you, I didn’t meant it like that. I wouldn’t even know what to do.”

“I could show you a thing or two”.

“You dick-” you grab and pillow and try to whack him, he grabs it and he tosses it on the ground

“I’m not kidding you want to please your man don’t you?”

“You’re lying, what would your girlfriend say about that?”

“She won’t say shit, because I’m not gonna tell her. Are you telling me you’d look Tatum in the eyes and tell her what we did?”

“But we didn’t do anything”

He grabs your legs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. You sit upright as he moves closer to you. .

“Yet.”

“But s-stu-”

“But-but Stu what? You think I don't know what you want? Fuck, I’ve always thought about it.”

“You think about me?” You bite your lip.

“You think me and Billy sit around and play who’s got the bigger dick all day long when we hang out? We talk about all the ladies we'd like to have-”

You cut him off

“Billy would probably win that argument”

Stu stands up grunting a little in frustration.

“You just like being a little brat don’t you. I was gonna show you mine but I guess you don't get to see it now.”

“Wait wha-”

“I mean if you insist I’d hate for all this to be a waste.”

He grabs your hand and places it on his chest and guides it down his stomach to his pants. He’s so hard.

“What are you doing?” You look up at him innocently.

“You want to learn how to please?” His voice gets lower.

“I-I don’t really know what to say, I’m a little-”

“Intimidated?” He cuts you off. “You don’t have to say anything, just listen.”

He grabs your chin and leans your face up so your eyes meet his.

“Don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt you..”

“I wasn’t afraid of that.”

“Afraid you’d enjoy me too much?”

“Then what Stu? We go back to class on Monday and act like this was some dream?”

“Maybe I enjoy you too much and make you my girl.”

“I don’t want to rely on maybes..”

“You talk too much, maybe I should show you something to shut you up for a second.”

“Huh?”

He pushes you back on the bed and climbs on top of you kissing you without hesitation. His hands find their way to your chest grabbing at you hard. His kiss is rough, it only makes you want him more. His lips move to your neck biting you softly,

‘will this leave a mark?’

You think to yourself. His kisses trail down to your chest then turn to biting and sucking. A noticeable hickey would form, but you didn’t care, you could always wear a high collar t-shirt for the next week.

You moan out his name.

“Oh babe we’re just getting started.”

His hands feel down your thigh, his fingers moving up your skirt to your panties. He rubs the outside of you, you can feel yourself getting wetter at the touch of his fingers.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhm” you close your eyes hard diving into the feel of his touch.

“I want you to use your words.”

“Y-es, you feel good.”

“That’s my girl”.

‘His girl?’

You love the sound of that. His fingers inched their way into your panties.

Those hands.. The way he was rubbing you was sending pulses throughout your whole body.

“Tell me you want it” He gritted his teeth. How turned on is he?

“I want it.”

“Do you need it?”

“I need it”

“Beg”

“Please, I can’t take it anymore.” It feels like you can’t breathe.

His slipped his fingers inside of you. You audibly gasp and he smiles at you. He’s almost proud of himself. They were almost too big to fit,

“Come on babe if you can’t handle this how could handle the rest of me?”

In and out his fingers moved slower, faster, it felt like You could just lose yourself all over his hand.

“You can wait.”

He stopped abruptly. Fuck.

“What are you doing.”

You were almost mad that he stopped.

‘Why would he do that? Maybe he likes the power?’

“Now I know how you like to be pleased..”

You sit up, chest heaving, you look into his eyes.

“Fuck you.”

“Not yet. It’s my turn.”

He stands up and backs away from the bed raising his hand to his mouth, his fingers touching his lips and tasting them. Tasting you. You stand up slowly. Wobbly. You put your hands on his hips. His hand reaches behind your neck pulling your face closer kissing you. He’s needy. You can feel the want in his kiss. He pulls you against him. He’s so hard.

You turn him so his back is to the bed. And push him down. He sits and looks up at you smirking ever so slightly.

“So you’re the one in charge now?”

You let out a breathy laugh for a moment.

“You have no idea,” pointing to his pants you only have to say two words.

“Pants. Now”

Stu grins and bites his lip as he struggles to undo his buckle and zipper. He’s a little too excited. You sit on his lap and pull his dick out of his boxers. He’s already ready to go.

You start stroking him and he leans his head back eyes closed tightly. He grips your thighs with those strong hands. He wants you so badly to just get on top already.

“Does that feel good?”

“Fuck, you know it does”

His hips start moving up and down to the rhythm of your hand sliding up and down his dick.

“I just need you already”

“How badly?”

“Like I need air” he gasps “fuck”

“Beg”

“Beg?”

He’s shocked? His own word used against him.

You stop. He looks at you in surprise.

“You’re such a dick.” He breathes out.

“I don’t hear you begging..”

“Please”

“That doesn’t sound real” you shake your head disappointed.

“Come on” he teases.

“Fine, that’s too bad I guess you’d rather I go downstairs and leave you like this” you shrug and move to get off of him.

“You aren’t going anywhere”

He leans up and place one hand on your ass pulling you closer, and the other hand up to the back of your head. His fingers grip at your hair bringing you close to kiss again. You grip at his sweater and pull it up and off of him tossing it to the side. You reach your hand around his dick again. He tenses up at the motion of your stroking.

He moans into your mouth.

“Please, I’m not fucking kidding anymore. I need this. I need you. Take these fucking things off and come here”

He tugs at your Panties trying to pull them down.

“You take them off if you want it so badly”

His fingers grasping gently turned to both hands gripping tightly and ripping them off. He tossed them on the ground and smiles into the kiss.

“Oops, I’ll just have to buy you a new pair.”

In one swift movement you grip and slide his throbbing dick inside of you. He’s so thick, he just fits so perfectly. You gasp as it enters. The warmth and wetness is too much for him. He lays back and moans gripping the sheets with one hand as the other remains on your hip. He bucks into you.

“F-fuck, you feel too good I can’t.”

He moans louder.

You place your hand on his mouth trying to muffle his moans.

“They’ll hear us.”

He grips your hand and moves it to his chest.

“Fuck them. This is my fucking house”

“Oh yeah?”

“This pussy is mine. You’re mine.”

He grips your hips rocking you back and forth on top of him as he fucks you from underneath.

Both of your hands resting on his chest you grind harder on top of him. He’s slipping.

“Yes please fuck. I can’t” he cries out.

“Yes you can stu. Who’s dick is this?”

You’re in charge now.

“It’s all yours babe, yours”

“Are you gonna cum for me? Stu”

“Yes, please I want to. Fuck you feel too good”

You bring his hands up to grip your breasts. And bounce harder and faster on him. Your whole body is tense.

“Fuck stu”

Your breathing quickens as you feel yourself getting closer. You feel your thighs gripped his waist tighter and tighter. Both your moans getting louder, matching ‘yes’s and him moaning your name over and over.

You feel it building inside of you as you ride harder and harder. And finally

Your orgasm makes you tighten around him pushing him over the edge as your body melts all over him. He finally cums and his grip was tight as he fills you up. His hands would leave an imprint. He gasps and let’s you ride every last drop out of him.

You gasp and moan as you collapse onto his chest.

It could have been hours or minutes before you could come back to the reality that you were in Mr. and Mrs. Macher’s bed, a party happening down below, and the fear that someone could catch you.

He wipes the sweat from his face with his shirt on the bed to the left of you guys. And wraps his arms around you. His lips kiss your forehead.

“Fuck” He’s breathing hard.

“I know” you smile into his chest.

“You just-”

“I know”

“Goddamn My head is spinning” his hands rub his face.

You both lay for a minute. Him still inside of you. Catching your breath. Someone knocks on the door.

“Who’s in there”

“Who the fucks asking?”

“Who the fuck else?”

It’s only Billy.

“Give me a minute Billy I’ll be right there”

You get off of him and walk across the room, sitting at the vanity and looking into the mirror fixing your hair and clothes.

It seems like he feels your reaction to the sex wasn’t as life altering as he assumed it was for you. Even if it was you weren’t gonna let him have the satisfaction.

“What the fuck just happened- it’s like you-”

“Knew what I was doing?”

He nodded questionably.

“I never said I was a virgin stu, randy is. You aren’t the first to “teach” me anything”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

He laughs nervously.

“Why don’t you ask Billy?”

You smirk as you open the door and walk out. Leaving him speechless. Billy is there standing against the hallway wall. He looks you up and down. Biting his lip. And raising his eyebrows at you.

“Now you’re not the first person I expected to walk out of there but you were definitely on the list”

You smirk.

“I didn’t expect last weekend either so just add this to your pile of secrets you have.”

He smirks as you walk away to join the party downstairs. Maybe he taught you well.

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[stumacherspillowprincess]

Last Weekend

Billy Loomis X Reader

For those who have read my first piece, and might have been wandering what happened “last weekend”… I figured I’d post Billy’s Moment. Billy fucking Loomis is everything. Like, he could spit on me, and I’m not even into that. Lol

Also, no hate to Randy I love him, he’s got pretty hands and that ring… maybe I’ll post about something happening the video store sometime soon. Or maybe something with Billy AND Stu. But anyways this one is a little longer so prepare yourselves lol -Stumacherspillowprincess

You rush out of the video store and onto the sidewalk.

This night couldn’t get any worse.

While in a rush you don’t pay attention. You bump into a figure walking along and fall to the ground.

“Fuck!” A familiar voice grunted.

“Fuck” jilted you feel as though you got the wind knocked out of you. Knee scraped, elbow scraped, maybe a bruise somewhere.

Get me the fuck out of here.

You feel a hand grab your arm gently as you lift yourself off the ground.

“You don’t have eyes you can use?”

A familiar voice chimed.

“Yeah real fucking funny smart ass” I scoffed.

“Smart fucking mouth girlie”

It’s Billy.

“Oh shit- I’m sorry billy I didn’t mean to knock you over”

“I’m a wall, you’re the one that ate it, are you good?”

I dusted myself off and examined the scrape on my knee with hesitation.

“Damn, busted knees already and we haven’t had the chance to hang out yet”

“Wise ass. I just gotta get out of here”

Randy comes rushing out the video store disheveled.

“W-what Happened? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Billy? Wait what?”

“I’m good.”

I’m thoroughly embarrassed, my night has gotten worse.

“No seriously what can I do?”

“She said she’s good”.

“I asked her”

“No really Randy I’m fine, I just need to get home”

“We got it from here Randy.”

Randy can’t find the words to respond for a moment. Mouth open slightly and eyes darting back and forth.

“Okay whatever you want”

He raises his hands in defeat.

“I have to lock up, I’ll call you tomorrow”

He turns into the store and your eyes return to Billy.

“It’s about a 25 minute walk home for me so-“

“I can give you a ride”

“Are you sure?”

“If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have offered.”

“It’s okay, I can-“

“Yes or no.”

“We’ll it’s not-”

“Yes or no.”

“Yes”

“Alright then, I’ll lead the way. My truck is just parked across.”

He guides you to his truck, opening the door and helping you in.

The drive felt quick. He would glance multiple times at me, my knee, my legs, my skirt. The song playing was low. I did my best to avert his eyes.

Randy. Billy. This situation has made me a confused mess.

All I could look at was Billy’s hands. Gripping the steering wheel.

I wanted so badly for things to work out tonight at the Video store. I was on edge. Billy isn’t anything like him. He’s the complete opposite. Randy…

Randy has to be told everything all the time, not even pertaining to sex. Just everything, he hasn’t even taken me on a real date. I’d probably have to plan it myself and walk there. I want someone to be in charge for once. Billy’s the kind of man who doesn’t need to be told anything…

We arrived at my house.

He helps me out of the truck and his hands linger on my waist for a moment.

“Would you like to come inside?” I looked up at him.

He looked down and laughed for a second.

“Only woman to ever ask me that.”

It took me one second before-

“Oh you dirty bastard-“

I pushed his chest, trying to be playful

“I meant-“

“I know what you meant, and yes I would. We should probably take care of that knee.” I led him into my house. It’s dark. I wonder where everyone is.

A note of the doorway stand.

[ Back tomorrow at 5, Leftovers in the fridge ]

Billy glanced over my shoulder reading the note.

“Alone?” His voice purred.

“Apparently so”

“A teenage girl alone in the house? Shouldn’t be too eager, a lot of … crazy people out there you know..”

“Spending time with Any one of them would probably turn out better than what happened tonight.”

“So something happened in the video store?”

“More like lack of”

“Hmm Your little boyfriend couldn’t get it up? Rough with you? Changed your mind?”

“You’ve got quite the imagination, or is it from experience?”

“We’ll if you’re asking if I’ve ever had a hard time..getting things done. No I haven’t. I’m guessing it’s not the same for poor Randy.”

I diverted the conversation.

“Come on there’s a First aid box in the upstairs bathroom.”

You grab his hand and lead him upstairs, you turn on the light to your parents room bathroom. The counter has double sinks, a quick wash of the hands.

The box out, you are sitting on the Counter and Billy is on the floor gently dabbing your knee with a soaked cotton ball. He’s attentive.

“Don’t move so much, or I’ll touch where it hurts the most”

“What do you mean?”

“You winced when you touched it here the first time.”

He points to a particularly deeper part of the cut. Then looks back up at me.

“I pay attention.”

His gaze sent a shock through me.

He bandages it up and his fingers softly move down my leg before he stops suddenly. He leans back against the wall, propping his knees up and his elbows resting on them.

“So what’s the deal with lil old Randy?”

“No deal”

“Well fucking obviously because you’re sitting in a bathroom with me and not getting x-rated in the back of the video store with limp dick”

“It’s embarrassing, I tried to come on to him when he was closing up at work but his mind is always elsewhere. And so-“

“So you wanted some attention”

“So I followed him into the back and tried to kiss him and he completely disregarded me and-“

“So you were being needy”

“No and then I straight up went to him and told him, ‘Randy, I like you back’ and I kissed him and he kissed back and then I put his hands on me and I touched him and then he froze. Like nothing. And I freaked. I fucked up. I threw myself at him and I wore this outfit and -“

“So the virgin couldn’t finish what you started. That’s nothing new. Randy couldn’t turn a girl on if he was a light switch.” He laughs

You kick his knee ever so slightly.

“Don’t make fun of me”

“I’m not we all get horny maybe you came on too strong, or too weak, or Randy’s just a shit who couldn’t figure out how to please a woman even if she gave him a tape on how-to.”

“I’m hopeless.”

“Why do you give him the chance if he isn’t giving you what you want” he prodded.

“Because he’s sweet”

“A man doesn’t get what he wants by being…sweet.”

“Oh okay Billy, how does a man get what he wants then?”

“He gives, and he takes.”

“So I should find a man who wants to give”

“A man always wants to give- to the right person”

“So I’m not Randy’s right person?“

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

“I just don’t know what I did wrong” You rub your face with your hands.

“Why don’t you show me?” He encouraged me.

“Show you what?”

“What you did to Randy”

“Are you being serious?”

“Yes I’m being serious”

“But I- we-”

“I won’t tell if you don’t, think of it as… a friend helping out a friend. A life lesson. Teacher and… student. I’m sure Randy won’t mind when you show him what you’ve learned.” He urged. “Just Helping out a friend.”

Didn’t seem so bad saying it out loud but what about Billy? His girl?

“A friend?”

“Why did you have another word in mind?”

He stands up and places himself between my legs looking down at me. He leans his face down to mine, eyes locked.

“So are you going to show me?”

“O-okay.”

I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Barely squeaking out your reply. Mouth has gone dry. What is happening?

“I looked at him and said ‘I like you back’ and then l-“

You grip at his shirt, pull him close and kiss Him.

You stop. Billy’s eyes remain closed, as if he were still savoring the kiss.

“And then what” he whispered.

“He kissed me back”

He grabs your neck and pulls your lips back to his kissing you hard this time, exploring your mouth. You feel the want in his kiss. He kisses along your cheek, your jaw, your neck, and in a breathy tone he crooned.

“What did you do to him next?”

You grab his hands and put them under your top over your bra and he doesn’t skip a beat in grabbing your breasts hard. His kisses turn to biting and sucking. You let out a moan.

“I didn’t tell you to stop showing me”

Your hands find your way to his pants and fumble with his belt. Shaking almost as you undo them. You reach your hand into his boxers and grab his dick. He’s rock solid. And throbbing.

He gasped at your touch.

“Woah fuck”

You stop.

“Wait-“

“That’s all I did”

“And he didn’t just fuck you on the counter right there?”

Billy is just aching. Leaned over palms against the bathroom counter.

“Why?”

“I would have”

He admitted it. He wants you.

“What’s stopping you?”

His hands are all over you within a second. Your hand is back on him. Stroking him. He's shoving himself into your legs. He wants this.

“How do you like to come?” He implored.

“Usually with my hand..”

His lips never leave yours. One hand pulls down your panties and the other grabs your hand and places it on yourself.

“Touch yourself”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

He’s so direct.

You begin rubbing yourself. You're soaked.

“If I was him, I wouldn’t have let you run out that door, I would have put you on your back-“

He leans you back and gets down on his knees. Kissing your thigh all the way up to-

“And would have made you come over and over until there wasn’t a single man in this town you’d lay your eyes on but me”

He puts His mouth on you. Burying his face in you. Licking and sucking on your clit. Your thighs clench around his head.

You stop rubbing yourself, the pleasure is too much.

“Did I say stop?” He growled.

“Ah-“

“Yes or no”

“No”

You resume your touch, your fingers, his tongue. He’s driving you crazy. He’s got one arm under and around your thigh gripping tight as if to stop you from moving away. With the other hand he was stroking himself.

You could hear his moans in between your legs. And feel them inside of you.

He just loves this.

You buck your hips at him and his tongue’s motions make you dizzy. His moans are driving you wild.

Want him to lose control and come for you.

His grip is getting tighter. His mouth is keeping pace. Your fingers are getting faster. It’s too much. You grab at his hair with your other hand and grind against his face until you finally orgasm. You scream his name. Your back arches against the bathroom counter and you ride his face as he finishes you off. You’re shaking.

Billy stands again, his dick still in his hand. He pulls you up by your top to kiss you.

“Show me what you’d do to him, if he let you please him”

You sink to the floor and put his throbbing cock in your mouth. He gasps then moans.

Maybe it’s been a long time for him?

You stroke with one hand and the other placed on his leg. Licking and sucking and stroking. Your lips on the tip as you look up at him. He caressed your face, breathing hard.

“You just fucking love having me like this don’t you”

Without a response you suck harder and faster and his hand grips the back of your neck trying not to lose his balance.

“Your mouth is fucking everything, I wanna know what the inside of you feels like.”

He leans back and lifts you up bending you over the counter. He lifts your skirt and plunges his dick inside of you.

Fuck.

He grips your ass with one hand and places the other on your shoulder to hold you in place as he fucks you.

Harder and harder. Faster

Slamming against your ass. Against the counter. Your hand press against the mirror. Your eyes lock with his. You moan loudly.

“Billy.”

“Tell me you you need me, tell me you love it”

“I need you so badly. I love this. I love watching you fuck me.”

“Take it like a good girl.”

His hand move from your shoulder to your through and he squeezes tight but not too hard. Pulling your body up so he can be deeper. You watch him in the mirror. Biting his lip and looking at you with those dark eyes. Hair hair a mess, the bathroom counter a mess.

He pounds into you faster matching the rhythm of your moans.

“You want me to make you come?”

Your legs are shaking you feel like they might buckle under you at any moment.

“Yes.”

”Beg”

“Yes please oh god Billy I need you please”

“Fuck”

You push your hips hard and harder against him until you come all over his dick. You collapse against the counter as he yells out your name and fills you up with every last drop of himself. He’s holding you up so you don’t collapse to the floor completely. His body is up against you and his lips kiss your back.

He looks at you in the mirror.

“You’re just so…beautiful.”

“You’re just…fuck”

He backs away and turns you to him. His kisses your neck and holds you to him.

He lets out a soft laugh and smiles slyly.

“I don’t really think you needed me to teach you anything… maybe you just wanted it”

“Hmm well You’ll never really know now will you?”

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Stu Macher, showing up to Casey Becker’s funeral like:

Im innocent

[stumacherspillowprincess]

How to Please You

Stu Macher X Reader

Don’t come after my life if my writing isn’t up to par, it’s been a long time since I’ve written on another platform.

- Stu Macher’s Pillow Princess

(Let it be known I’m a switch at heart but I would let this man demolish me if he wanted to.)

You stumble through Stu’s house reaching the staircase. You sit for a moment and then call out for Randy, but he’s distracted by the movie playing on the tv and the horde of guys calling out obscenities to Jamie Lee Curtis in ‘Halloween’. You close your eyes for a moment and you feel a warm body sit next to you on the steps.

It’s Stu.

He laughs and puts his arm around you.

“There’s a reason you don’t drink keg beer, you drink the good shit I keep around for the pretty girls, that beer is trash.”

Pretty girl? You think, You haven’t had 2 seconds alone with this man since the beginning of time. He’s so forward.

“I’m not drunk Stu, I slipped and fell hard in the kitchen and my everything hurts.”

“Well little miss clumsy if you need to lay down or something your little boyfriend can take you up to my parents room.”

“Randy’s not my boyfriend.” You scoff.

You’ve been on one ‘date’ if hanging out at the video store after hours even counts as one.

“Like hell he is, every time I walk into that lousy ass video store he’s flapping that fucking mouth about you.”

“Not enough apparently because I’m sitting here with a sore ass and he’s too busy watching movies.”

“I’m not too busy for you and your sore ass” He grins stupidly as he pokes at your side.

You hit him playfully on the shoulder. He smirks.

“Come on, a bed’s gotta be comfier than these stairs”

He grabs your hand and lifts you to stand. He wraps his arm around your waist and grips you hard, almost carrying up the stairs. He leads you to a room at the end of the hall. He closes the door and you hear a slight click.

‘Did he lock it?’

You plop down on the bed and fall back on the pillows. You feel Stu sit on the edge. He places his hand on your leg.

“Comfy?”

“Mhm”.

“You know.. I gotta ask .. because me and the guys just… can't seem to figure out how virgin extraordinaire landed you?”

“He’s sweet to me, plus how about you show me the list of available guys in our school that aren’t assholes or taken”.

“So because of Tatum I didn’t make the cut?”

“No.. you’re not on my list because you’re an asshole.”

He laughs. “Oh really now? I didn’t know” his sarcasm is all too much. “Wipe the smirk off your face”. He looks at your mouth and then back to your eyes.

You giggle at his frustration.

“Or what? you’ll do it for me?” You put your finger to his chest.

“I could do more than that..” his touches your hand with his fingers tracing patterns on the back of your palm.

His eyes wander for a second but he pops back into reality and blinks a few times. You place your hands in your lap.

“So tell me, have you popped old randy’s cherry yet?” He nudges you playfully.

“No one’s popping anything.”

“Nothing? Come on babe! a girls gotta have needs right? The kid isn't satisfying you in other ways?” He taps his fingers on your leg.

“No stu, Randy’s a virgin, in all ways, shapes, and forms”. You grab his hand and move it off of you placing it on the bed.

“So what do virgins do on a friday night? Play fucking checkers and call it a night? You gotta do better than that”. He shakes his head.

“What do I even do? He’s so sweet but he wouldn’t know how to make a move if I stripped naked and threw myself at him”.

“Oh really? That easy huh?

“Oh fuck you, I didn’t meant it like that. I wouldn’t even know what to do.”

“I could show you a thing or two”.

“You dick-” you grab and pillow and try to whack him, he grabs it and he tosses it on the ground

“I’m not kidding you want to please your man don’t you?”

“You’re lying, what would your girlfriend say about that?”

“She won’t say shit, because I’m not gonna tell her. Are you telling me you’d look Tatum in the eyes and tell her what we did?”

“But we didn’t do anything”

He grabs your legs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. You sit upright as he moves closer to you. .

“Yet.”

“But s-stu-”

“But-but Stu what? You think I don't know what you want? Fuck, I’ve always thought about it.”

“You think about me?” You bite your lip.

“You think me and Billy sit around and play who’s got the bigger dick all day long when we hang out? We talk about all the ladies we'd like to have-”

You cut him off

“Billy would probably win that argument”

Stu stands up grunting a little in frustration.

“You just like being a little brat don’t you. I was gonna show you mine but I guess you don't get to see it now.”

“Wait wha-”

“I mean if you insist I’d hate for all this to be a waste.”

He grabs your hand and places it on his chest and guides it down his stomach to his pants. He’s so hard.

“What are you doing?” You look up at him innocently.

“You want to learn how to please?” His voice gets lower.

“I-I don’t really know what to say, I’m a little-”

“Intimidated?” He cuts you off. “You don’t have to say anything, just listen.”

He grabs your chin and leans your face up so your eyes meet his.

“Don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt you..”

“I wasn’t afraid of that.”

“Afraid you’d enjoy me too much?”

“Then what Stu? We go back to class on Monday and act like this was some dream?”

“Maybe I enjoy you too much and make you my girl.”

“I don’t want to rely on maybes..”

“You talk too much, maybe I should show you something to shut you up for a second.”

“Huh?”

He pushes you back on the bed and climbs on top of you kissing you without hesitation. His hands find their way to your chest grabbing at you hard. His kiss is rough, it only makes him want him more. His lips move to your neck biting you softly,

‘will this leave a mark?’

You think to yourself. His kisses trail down to your chest then turn to biting and sucking. A noticeable hickey would form, but you didn’t care, you could always wear a high collar t-shirt for the next week.

You moan out his name.

“Oh babe we’re just getting started.”

His hands feel down your thigh, his fingers moving up your skirt to your panties. He rubs the outside of you, you can feel yourself getting wetter at the touch of his fingers.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhm” you close your eyes hard diving into the feel of his touch.

“I want you to use your words.”

“Y-es, you feel good.”

“That’s my girl”.

‘His girl?’

You love the sound of that. His fingers inched their way into your panties.

Those hands.. The way he was rubbing you was sending pulses throughout your whole body.

“Tell me you want it” He gritted his teeth. How turned on is he?

“I want it.”

“Do you need it?”

“I need it”

“Beg”

“Please, I can’t take it anymore.” It feels like you can’t breathe.

His slipped his fingers inside of you. You audibly gasp and he smiles at you. He’s almost proud of himself. They were almost too big to fit,

“Come on babe if you can’t handle this how could handle the rest of me?”

In and out his fingers moved slower, faster, it felt like You could just lose yourself all over his hand.

“You can wait.”

He stopped abruptly. Fuck.

“What are you doing.”

You were almost mad that he stopped.

‘Why would he do that? Maybe he likes the power?’

“Now I know how you like to be pleased..”

You sit up, chest heaving, you look into his eyes.

“Fuck you.”

“Not yet. It’s my turn.”

He stands up and backs away from the bed raising his hand to his mouth, his fingers touching his lips and tasting them. Tasting you. You stand up slowly. Wobbly. You put your hands on his hips. His hand reaches behind your neck pulling your face closer kissing you. He’s needy. You can feel the want in his kiss. He pulls you against him. He’s so hard.

You turn him so his back is to the bed. And push him down. He sits and looks up at you smirking ever so slightly.

“So you’re the one in charge now?”

You let out a breathy laugh for a moment.

“You have no idea,” pointing to his pants you only have to say two words.

“Pants. Now”

Stu grins and bites his lip as he struggles to undo his buckle and zipper. He’s a little too excited. You sit on his lap and pull his dick out of his boxers. He’s already ready to go.

You start stroking him and he leans his head back eyes closed tightly. He grips your thighs with those strong hands. He wants you so badly to just get on top already.

“Does that feel good?”

“Fuck, you know it does”

His hips start moving up and down to the rhythm of your hand sliding up and down his dick.

“I just need you already”

“How badly?”

“Like I need air” he gasps “fuck”

“Beg”

“Beg?”

He’s shocked? His own word used against him.

You stop. He looks at you in surprise.

“You’re such a dick.” He breathes out.

“I don’t hear you begging..”

“Please”

“That doesn’t sound real” you shake your head disappointed.

“Come on” he teases.

“Fine, that’s too bad I guess you’d rather I go downstairs and leave you like this” you shrug and move to get off of him.

“You aren’t going anywhere”

He leans up and place one hand on your ass pulling you closer, and the other hand up to the back of your head. His fingers grip at your hair bringing you close to kiss again. You grip at his sweater and pull it up and off of him tossing it to the side. You reach your hand around his dick again. He tenses up at the motion of your stroking.

He moans into your mouth.

“Please, I’m not fucking kidding anymore. I need this. I need you. Take these fucking things off and come here”

He tugs at your Panties trying to pull them down.

“You take them off if you want it so badly”

His fingers grasping gently turned to both hands gripping tightly and ripping them off. He tossed them on the ground and smiles into the kiss.

“Oops, I’ll just have to buy you a new pair.”

In one swift movement you grip and slide his throbbing dick inside of you. He’s so thick, he just fits so perfectly. You gasp as it enters. The warmth and wetness is too much for him. He lays back and moans gripping the sheets with one hand as the other remains on your hip. He bucks into you.

“F-fuck, you feel too good I can’t.”

He moans louder.

You place your hand on his mouth trying to muffle his moans.

“They’ll hear us.”

He grips your hand and moves it to his chest.

“Fuck them. This is my fucking house”

“Oh yeah?”

“This pussy is mine. You’re mine.”

He grips your hips rocking you back and forth on top of him as he fucks you from underneath.

Both of your hands resting on his chest you grind harder on top of him. He’s slipping.

“Yes please fuck. I can’t” he cries out.

“Yes you can stu. Who’s dick is this?”

You’re in charge now.

“It’s all yours babe, yours”

“Are you gonna cum for me? Stu”

“Yes, please I want to. Fuck you feel too good”

You bring his hands up to grip your breasts. And bounce harder and faster on him. Your whole body is tense.

“Fuck stu”

Your breathing quickens as you feel yourself getting closer. You feel your thighs gripped his waist tighter and tighter. Both your moans getting louder, matching ‘yes’s and him moaning your name over and over.

You feel it building inside of you as you ride harder and harder. And finally

Your orgasm makes you tighten around him pushing him over the edge as your body melts all over him. He finally cums and his grip was tight as he fills you up. His hands would leave an imprint. He gasps and let’s you ride every last drop out of him.

You gasp and moan as you collapse onto his chest.

It could have been hours or minutes before you could come back to the reality that you were in Mr. and Mrs. Macher’s bed, a party happening down below, and the fear that someone could catch you.

He wipes the sweat from his face with his shirt on the bed to the left of you guys. And wraps his arms around you. His lips kiss your forehead.

“Fuck” He’s breathing hard.

“I know” you smile into his chest.

“You just-”

“I know”

“Goddamn My head is spinning” his hands rub his face.

You both lay for a minute. Him still inside of you. Catching your breath. Someone knocks on the door.

“Who’s in there”

“Who the fucks asking?”

“Who the fuck else?”

It’s only Billy.

“Give me a minute Billy I’ll be right there”

You get off of him and walk across the room, sitting at the vanity and looking into the mirror fixing your hair and clothes.

It seems like he feels your reaction to the sex wasn’t as life altering as he assumed it was for you. Even if it was you weren’t gonna let him have the satisfaction.

“What the fuck just happened- it’s like you-”

“Knew what I was doing?”

He nodded questionably.

“I never said I was a virgin stu, randy is. You aren’t the first to “teach” me anything”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

He laughs nervously.

“Why don’t you ask Billy?”

You smirk as you open the door and walk out. Leaving him speechless. Billy is there standing against the hallway wall. He looks you up and down. Biting his lip. And raising his eyebrows at you.

“Now you’re not the first person I expected to walk out of there but you were definitely on the list”

You smirk.

“I didn’t expect last weekend either so just add this to your pile of secrets you have.”

He smirks as you walk away to join the party downstairs. Maybe he taught you well.

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100 Notes! Screaming and crying and throwing up. It’s so nice to feel like people like what I write 🫣😘🥰

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Happy 26years to Scream (1•9•9•6)

(Images from GhostfaceTalks_ & notgwendalupe via Twitter)

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Its me, Im bitches.

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Found my new fav hobby, this abt to be unhinged

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[stumacherspillowprincess]

Last Weekend

Billy Loomis X Reader

For those who have read my first piece, and might have been wandering what happened “last weekend”… I figured I’d post Billy’s Moment. Billy fucking Loomis is everything. Like, he could spit on me, and I’m not even into that. Lol

Also, no hate to Randy I love him, he’s got pretty hands and that ring… maybe I’ll post about something happening the video store sometime soon. Or maybe something with Billy AND Stu. But anyways this one is a little longer so prepare yourselves lol -Stumacherspillowprincess

You rush out of the video store and onto the sidewalk.

This night couldn’t get any worse.

While in a rush you don’t pay attention. You bump into a figure walking along and fall to the ground.

“Fuck!” A familiar voice grunted.

“Fuck” jilted you feel as though you got the wind knocked out of you. Knee scraped, elbow scraped, maybe a bruise somewhere.

Get me the fuck out of here.

You feel a hand grab your arm gently as you lift yourself off the ground.

“You don’t have eyes you can use?”

A familiar voice chimed.

“Yeah real fucking funny smart ass” I scoffed.

“Smart fucking mouth girlie”

It’s Billy.

“Oh shit- I’m sorry billy I didn’t mean to knock you over”

“I’m a wall, you’re the one that ate it, are you good?”

I dusted myself off and examined the scrape on my knee with hesitation.

“Damn, busted knees already and we haven’t had the chance to hang out yet”

“Wise ass. I just gotta get out of here”

Randy comes rushing out the video store disheveled.

“W-what Happened? Are you okay? Do you need anything? Billy? Wait what?”

“I’m good.”

I’m thoroughly embarrassed, my night has gotten worse.

“No seriously what can I do?”

“She said she’s good”.

“I asked her”

“No really Randy I’m fine, I just need to get home”

“We got it from here Randy.”

Randy can’t find the words to respond for a moment. Mouth open slightly and eyes darting back and forth.

“Okay whatever you want”

He raises his hands in defeat.

“I have to lock up, I’ll call you tomorrow”

He turns into the store and your eyes return to Billy.

“It’s about a 25 minute walk home for me so-“

“I can give you a ride”

“Are you sure?”

“If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have offered.”

“It’s okay, I can-“

“Yes or no.”

“We’ll it’s not-”

“Yes or no.”

“Yes”

“Alright then, I’ll lead the way. My truck is just parked across.”

He guides you to his truck, opening the door and helping you in.

The drive felt quick. He would glance multiple times at me, my knee, my legs, my skirt. The song playing was low. I did my best to avert his eyes.

Randy. Billy. This situation has made me a confused mess.

All I could look at was Billy’s hands. Gripping the steering wheel.

I wanted so badly for things to work out tonight at the Video store. I was on edge. Billy isn’t anything like him. He’s the complete opposite. Randy…

Randy has to be told everything all the time, not even pertaining to sex. Just everything, he hasn’t even taken me on a real date. I’d probably have to plan it myself and walk there. I want someone to be in charge for once. Billy’s the kind of man who doesn’t need to be told anything…

We arrived at my house.

He helps me out of the truck and his hands linger on my waist for a moment.

“Would you like to come inside?” I looked up at him.

He looked down and laughed for a second.

“Only woman to ever ask me that.”

It took me one second before-

“Oh you dirty bastard-“

I pushed his chest, trying to be playful

“I meant-“

“I know what you meant, and yes I would. We should probably take care of that knee.” I led him into my house. It’s dark. I wonder where everyone is.

A note of the doorway stand.

[ Back tomorrow at 5, Leftovers in the fridge ]

Billy glanced over my shoulder reading the note.

“Alone?” His voice purred.

“Apparently so”

“A teenage girl alone in the house? Shouldn’t be too eager, a lot of … crazy people out there you know..”

“Spending time with Any one of them would probably turn out better than what happened tonight.”

“So something happened in the video store?”

“More like lack of”

“Hmm Your little boyfriend couldn’t get it up? Rough with you? Changed your mind?”

“You’ve got quite the imagination, or is it from experience?”

“We’ll if you’re asking if I’ve ever had a hard time..getting things done. No I haven’t. I’m guessing it’s not the same for poor Randy.”

I diverted the conversation.

“Come on there’s a First aid box in the upstairs bathroom.”

You grab his hand and lead him upstairs, you turn on the light to your parents room bathroom. The counter has double sinks, a quick wash of the hands.

The box out, you are sitting on the Counter and Billy is on the floor gently dabbing your knee with a soaked cotton ball. He’s attentive.

“Don’t move so much, or I’ll touch where it hurts the most”

“What do you mean?”

“You winced when you touched it here the first time.”

He points to a particularly deeper part of the cut. Then looks back up at me.

“I pay attention.”

His gaze sent a shock through me.

He bandages it up and his fingers softly move down my leg before he stops suddenly. He leans back against the wall, propping his knees up and his elbows resting on them.

“So what’s the deal with lil old Randy?”

“No deal”

“Well fucking obviously because you’re sitting in a bathroom with me and not getting x-rated in the back of the video store with limp dick”

“It’s embarrassing, I tried to come on to him when he was closing up at work but his mind is always elsewhere. And so-“

“So you wanted some attention”

“So I followed him into the back and tried to kiss him and he completely disregarded me and-“

“So you were being needy”

“No and then I straight up went to him and told him, ‘Randy, I like you back’ and I kissed him and he kissed back and then I put his hands on me and I touched him and then he froze. Like nothing. And I freaked. I fucked up. I threw myself at him and I wore this outfit and -“

“So the virgin couldn’t finish what you started. That’s nothing new. Randy couldn’t turn a girl on if he was a light switch.” He laughs

You kick his knee ever so slightly.

“Don’t make fun of me”

“I’m not we all get horny maybe you came on too strong, or too weak, or Randy’s just a shit who couldn’t figure out how to please a woman even if she gave him a tape on how-to.”

“I’m hopeless.”

“Why do you give him the chance if he isn’t giving you what you want” he prodded.

“Because he’s sweet”

“A man doesn’t get what he wants by being…sweet.”

“Oh okay Billy, how does a man get what he wants then?”

“He gives, and he takes.”

“So I should find a man who wants to give”

“A man always wants to give- to the right person”

“So I’m not Randy’s right person?“

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

“I just don’t know what I did wrong” You rub your face with your hands.

“Why don’t you show me?” He encouraged me.

“Show you what?”

“What you did to Randy”

“Are you being serious?”

“Yes I’m being serious”

“But I- we-”

“I won’t tell if you don’t, think of it as… a friend helping out a friend. A life lesson. Teacher and… student. I’m sure Randy won’t mind when you show him what you’ve learned.” He urged. “Just Helping out a friend.”

Didn’t seem so bad saying it out loud but what about Billy? His girl?

“A friend?”

“Why did you have another word in mind?”

He stands up and places himself between my legs looking down at me. He leans his face down to mine, eyes locked.

“So are you going to show me?”

“O-okay.”

I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Barely squeaking out your reply. Mouth has gone dry. What is happening?

“I looked at him and said ‘I like you back’ and then l-“

You grip at his shirt, pull him close and kiss Him.

You stop. Billy’s eyes remain closed, as if he were still savoring the kiss.

“And then what” he whispered.

“He kissed me back”

He grabs your neck and pulls your lips back to his kissing you hard this time, exploring your mouth. You feel the want in his kiss. He kisses along your cheek, your jaw, your neck, and in a breathy tone he crooned.

“What did you do to him next?”

You grab his hands and put them under your top over your bra and he doesn’t skip a beat in grabbing your breasts hard. His kisses turn to biting and sucking. You let out a moan.

“I didn’t tell you to stop showing me”

Your hands find your way to his pants and fumble with his belt. Shaking almost as you undo them. You reach your hand into his boxers and grab his dick. He’s rock solid. And throbbing.

He gasped at your touch.

“Woah fuck”

You stop.

“Wait-“

“That’s all I did”

“And he didn’t just fuck you on the counter right there?”

Billy is just aching. Leaned over palms against the bathroom counter.

“Why?”

“I would have”

He admitted it. He wants you.

“What’s stopping you?”

His hands are all over you within a second. Your hand is back on him. Stroking him. He's shoving himself into your legs. He wants this.

“How do you like to come?” He implored.

“Usually with my hand..”

His lips never leave yours. One hand pulls down your panties and the other grabs your hand and places it on yourself.

“Touch yourself”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

He’s so direct.

You begin rubbing yourself. You're soaked.

“If I was him, I wouldn’t have let you run out that door, I would have put you on your back-“

He leans you back and gets down on his knees. Kissing your thigh all the way up to-

“And would have made you come over and over until there wasn’t a single man in this town you’d lay your eyes on but me”

He puts His mouth on you. Burying his face in you. Licking and sucking on your clit. Your thighs clench around his head.

You stop rubbing yourself, the pleasure is too much.

“Did I say stop?” He growled.

“Ah-“

“Yes or no”

“No”

You resume your touch, your fingers, his tongue. He’s driving you crazy. He’s got one arm under and around your thigh gripping tight as if to stop you from moving away. With the other hand he was stroking himself.

You could hear his moans in between your legs. And feel them inside of you.

He just loves this.

You buck your hips at him and his tongue’s motions make you dizzy. His moans are driving you wild.

Want him to lose control and come for you.

His grip is getting tighter. His mouth is keeping pace. Your fingers are getting faster. It’s too much. You grab at his hair with your other hand and grind against his face until you finally orgasm. You scream his name. Your back arches against the bathroom counter and you ride his face as he finishes you off. You’re shaking.

Billy stands again, his dick still in his hand. He pulls you up by your top to kiss you.

“Show me what you’d do to him, if he let you please him”

You sink to the floor and put his throbbing cock in your mouth. He gasps then moans.

Maybe it’s been a long time for him?

You stroke with one hand and the other placed on his leg. Licking and sucking and stroking. Your lips on the tip as you look up at him. He caressed your face, breathing hard.

“You just fucking love having me like this don’t you”

Without a response you suck harder and faster and his hand grips the back of your neck trying not to lose his balance.

“Your mouth is fucking everything, I wanna know what the inside of you feels like.”

He leans back and lifts you up bending you over the counter. He lifts your skirt and plunges his dick inside of you.

Fuck.

He grips your ass with one hand and places the other on your shoulder to hold you in place as he fucks you.

Harder and harder. Faster

Slamming against your ass. Against the counter. Your hand press against the mirror. Your eyes lock with his. You moan loudly.

“Billy.”

“Tell me you you need me, tell me you love it”

“I need you so badly. I love this. I love watching you fuck me.”

“Take it like a good girl.”

His hand move from your shoulder to your through and he squeezes tight but not too hard. Pulling your body up so he can be deeper. You watch him in the mirror. Biting his lip and looking at you with those dark eyes. Hair hair a mess, the bathroom counter a mess.

He pounds into you faster matching the rhythm of your moans.

“You want me to make you come?”

Your legs are shaking you feel like they might buckle under you at any moment.

“Yes.”

”Beg”

“Yes please oh god Billy I need you please”

“Fuck”

You push your hips hard and harder against him until you come all over his dick. You collapse against the counter as he yells out your name and fills you up with every last drop of himself. He’s holding you up so you don’t collapse to the floor completely. His body is up against you and his lips kiss your back.

He looks at you in the mirror.

“You’re just so…beautiful.”

“You’re just…fuck”

He backs away and turns you to him. His kisses your neck and holds you to him.

He lets out a soft laugh and smiles slyly.

“I don’t really think you needed me to teach you anything… maybe you just wanted it”

“Hmm well You’ll never really know now will you?”

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Here’s some scream hcs, its 523am and ive been holding onto these bitches for a while

Also I do like pan randy, bro seems like he would hit anything if he had the chance, bro isnt picky

PLEASEEEE TELL ME UR HCS IM DESPERATE

[stumacherspillowprincess]

Paris is looking real nice this time of year

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Is it just me or is he fully sitting on his lap in these pics

Ft. Neve Campbell being so pretty 😭