you’re gorgeous
♛ synopsis~while getting ready for a night out with your wife you started to feel insecure about the size of your chest, but abby, like the sweetheart she is, shows you how perfect you truly are
♛ scoops~rich!fem!abby x black!fem!reader
♛ flavor~vanilla and strawberry
♛ allergy warning~insecurities, cussing, sexual acts, use of strap, and nipple sucking
♛ swirl~lovers
♛ serving size~oneshot (792 words)
“Are you almost ready?” Abby calls from her spot in the shared bathroom.
“Almost,” you sigh, as you look at yourself in the mirror.
The strapless baby pink dress complemented your brown skin beautifully, and hugged your curves in all the right places. The gown is crafted with the softest silk that was elegant but comfortable. Dazzling jewels lined the dip of the bodice, sparkling even in the dim room.
Your french curls were gathered into a neat bun, with a section of the front swept to the side. Your face was beat to perfection—eyelids decorated with baby pink eyeshadow, long lashes darkened with mascara, cheeks sparkling with pink blush, and lips lined and glossed with shimmering pink lipgloss. Your ears were adorned with pearl earrings shaped into a teardrop paired with a matching pearl necklace.
If we were being for real you were drop dead gorgeous, and you couldn’t even deny that yourself. But your eyes kept drifting to one little issue—your chest. Particularly the gap between your chest and the bodice.
“Wow…just wow.”
Abby steps behind you, hands setting gently on your waist.
She was breathtaking. She’s wearing an elegant turquoise, strapped dress showing off her arms, strong and defined.The neckline lifts her chest, showing off the beautiful curve of her boobs. The dress hugs her waist before loosening down her legs. To top it off she has a thin turquoise scarf wrapped around her neck. Her signature dark blonde braid is exchanged for iron curls that frame her angelic face perfectly. Her eyelids were lightly coated in silver glittery eyeshadow, cheeks dusted with pale pink blush making her freckles stand out, and lashes decorated with mascara. Teal orbs embedded in a gold frame hangs from her ears with matching gold and teal bangles.
Her smile fades slightly when she sees your saddened state.
”Baby, what’s wrong?”
“My chest,” you mumble, frowning.
She lovingly squeezes your hips slightly, encouraging you to finish your sentence. “What about it?”
“It’s too small. It makes me look weird.”
Her expression softness immediately, her blue eyes meeting your brown ones in the mirror. “Baby, your chest is perfect, trust me, my love.” She reassures gently.
You shake your head slightly. “I don’t believe you.” You pout, not fully believing your wife’s kind words.
She pauses for a second then dips her head into the crook of your neck giving tiny kisses. You shiver at the feeling, your nipples hardening slightly. She slowly moves her hands up from your waist to your chest giving them a little squeeze while her lips make their way to your ear.
“Well if my words don’t show it, my actions will.”
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“There you go baby. Ride my strap.” abby encourages you as you grip on her bare, muscular shoulders and bounce on her dark green strap.
“Feels—fuck—so g-good.” you whimper in response to her encouragement, and fuck yourself harder.
“Shit baby, your pussy is so fucking wet. Your juices coverin’ all over my strap.” She smirks while admiring the white ring forming at the base of the strap. You moan at her vulgar words.
“You’re so fucking beautiful baby. And these tits.” She grabs your bouncing breasts, squishing and kneading them. “God, I love these tits.” She replaces her hand with her mouth, sucking on your right nipple, while swirling her tongue around the hardened bud, still fondling the left one. Your hand grabs her dark blonde hair, pulling her closer.
“K-keep do—hng—ing t-that! M’ so c-close!” you whine, as the feeling in your lower stomach gets stronger.
Abby grabs your waist, helping you ride her faster while thrusting up into your soppy pussy. You reach down to your swollen clit and rub it in tight and fast circles, aching and desperate to cum.
“Abby, ima’ima’..” you drift off, as you topple over onto Abby’s bare chest while she continues to relentlessly fuck up into you.
“Mhm baby, cum for me. Make that pretty pussy cum around my strap.”
“Hng!” you moan loudly into Abby’s chest as your climax hits you like a train, making your body go limp.
“That’s it, my sweet girl.” abby coos, guiding your hips to help you ride out your orgasm.
“T-too m-much.” you whimper, as the feeling of her strap starts to feel overstimulating. Abby stops and slowly removes the slick covered strap with a loud squelch. You groan at the loss of fullness, but settle back on her chest quickly after.
“There you go. You did so good for me. You looked so pretty bouncing on my strap. My stunning baby.” she praises.
“Thank you.” you mumble as you close your eyes, satisfied by how the night ended and with the new found love for the size of your chest.
(credits for dividers: @fayeen & @biblicarme)
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