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Black Fem! Reader x Megan Thee Stallion.
Summary: See Ask, being Megan’s short girlfriend, she asked for your consent if you wanted her to dominant you.
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Warnings: a dominant Megan, slight teasing, head (fem reviving) sex toy(strap) dirty talk, praise, short fic.
You lay on your stomach against the soft bed with the light pink blankets, swinging your feet at the tall woman who stood prettily in front of the full-length mirror. Smiling at you.
She spends the night at your house for the start of summer simply because she misses you so much. Your smile, your laugh and your sense of humor.
“Baby, you’re so beautiful,”
Megan giggled and stepped toward you, kissed your lips sweetly. You hopped off the bed and stood in front of you, looking up at her with a smirk.
You were only 5’2 which you’ve grown to love when you once wished to be tall as a kid. Your locs pulled up in a bun and melanated skin.
While Megan was a lot taller than you which was an experience all on its own. Standing at 5'10, she had a commanding presence that made your heart race every time you were near her.
"What are you smirking at, little one?" Megan teased, her voice low and playful.
You bit your lip, feigning innocence. "Just admiring my tall, gorgeous girlfriend."
She laughed, a sound that sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach. "You think you can sweet talk me into getting what you want?”
"Maybe," you replied, your voice dripping with sass. "But I know you love it."
Megan stepped closer, her body radiating heat as she leaned down to whisper in your ear. "You know I can be dominant if you let me, right?"
Your breath hitched at the implication. You had talked about this before, the idea of her taking control. But hearing her say it made you feel a rush of excitement. "I...I wouldn’t mind," you admitted, your cheeks warming up.
"Good, because I want to be little bad for me" she smirked, pulling back to look into your eyes.
You swallowed hard, feeling a thrill run through you. "What do you have in mind?"
Megan's gaze darkened with desire as she walked you back toward the bed, gently pushing you down onto the soft blankets. "Just relax and let me take care of you," she said, her voice smooth and sultry.
You nodded, the anticipation building in your chest as she climbed on top of you, her weight comforting yet thrilling. "Megan..."
"Shh," she interrupted, placing a finger over your lips. "I want you to be quiet and just enjoy."
With that, she began to shower you with kisses, trailing her lips down your neck and across your collarbone. Her short hair swung over her ear.
"You're so beautiful, baby," she murmured, her breath hot against your skin. "I want to hear you say it."
"I’m beautiful," you breathed, already lost in the moment.
"Good girl," she praised, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Now let's have some fun."
She pulled down your shorts and panties, lifting your grey tank top. Your titties bounced out and gently she palmed them, As she took off her clothes, leaving the both of you bare underneath the dim lighting.
Megan’s thumb rolled over your clit and you gasped softly, her tongue gliding up and down on your wet folds, slurping and swallowing your essence, dripping down her chin.
“Your pussy tastes so good, so beautiful..” Megan moaned.
She continued her delicious assault, causing your back to arch off the bed with pleasure.
"Megan," you whimpered, your fingers tangling in her hair. "Please, I can't take much more."
She looked up at you with those sultry eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, but we're just getting started, baby. I want to make you feel incredible."
With that, she dove back in, her tongue working magic as she focused on your sensitive spots. You could feel the heat pooling in your core, the pressure building as she expertly brought you closer to the edge.
"That's it," she murmured against you, sending vibrations through your body. "Let go for me."
You could hardly think, the sensation overwhelming as you teetered on the brink of ecstasy. "Megan... I’m going to—"
"Not yet," she interrupted, pulling back just enough to catch her breath. "I want you to hold it for me.”
Your heart raced as she reached for the strap she had brought along, securing it around her waist. "You trust me, right?" she asked, her voice low and commanding.
"Of course," you replied breathlessly, your body aching for her.
"Good," she said, positioning herself between your legs. "I want you to feel every inch of me."
As she pressed inside, a moan escaped your lips, the fullness taking your breath away. "Oh fuck, Megan."
"Look at you," she praised, her voice dripping with affection. "So perfect for me. Just relax and let me take care of you."
She began pushing his hips, perfectly hitting that sweet spot inside you. “S-shit, yes! You fuck me so gooddd!” you cried out, hands balling up in the blankets.
If only she could your walls clenched around her, she could only see your pussy clench around it. Your wetness gushed on the sheets below, gripped your thighs and looked down at her.
“Is my girl feelin' good huh?” Megan teased, biting her plump lips. Feeling your nails scratch at her back and thighs, she groaned at the pain.
“So good, baby, so good!” You hollered, throwing your head back in pleasure. Pulling her down by her neck for a kiss.
“P-please, I want to ride you!”
She immediately gripped your hips, lifting you up and watched your body shake against hers, your arms around her neck, pulling you close to her, Moving her hips upwards at a new pace, “Fuck! Fuck! Megan!”
Tears rolled down and burned your cheeks, your breasts pressed against hers, nipples touched. “Damn baby?" she asked, her breath hot against your ear.
Her juices pooled around her thighs, mixing with yours. Making a mess on the strap everywhere, “That pussy is so tight,” Moaning loudly with you, as the rhythm steady and intoxicating. Your body responded eagerly, the tension building once more.
"Yes, you can," she encouraged, her pace quickening. "I want you to come for me. Show me how much you love it."
The pressure in your core grew more intense, a delicious burn that only she could ignite. "I’m going to—"
"Now, baby! Let it go," she commanded, and with that, you shattered, waves of pleasure crashing over you as you cried out her name. Your essence poured into everywhere, with her still inside. The two of you collapsed in the same position.
Megan pulled out of you, and you moaned in a shaky breath, heavily breathing with you. She took up the strap and cleaned it with a disinfectant wipe, placing it back in the bag.
Her gaze fixed on your blissed-out expression. "Look at you, so beautiful when you come apart like that," she said, her voice thick with satisfaction.
You lay there, panting, feeling completely spent yet utterly fulfilled. "You’re incredible," you managed to say, your body still buzzing from the intensity.
She leaned down, capturing your lips in a soft kiss, her thumb brushing against your cheek. "And you’re mine," she whispered, holding you close.
“You’re mine too Meg,” You shot back with a smirk.
As you both settled into the afterglow, you smiled. You stood up and ran into the bathroom, taking a bath while Megan took a shower.
Changing into fresh clothes and changing the sheets, cleaning up immediately before snuggling up in the bed.
Tonight had been everything you had dreamed of and more.
