overtime || riri williams x black! fem reader
pairing — stoner! riri williams x black! fem reader
summary — riri williams paid attention to you, mainly because she had no other choice about the matter. you came to her when you needed to smoke, when you needed to vent. usually these sessions of smoking and venting spun into some form of hot, raunchy, filthy sex with her. she knew it was a little pathetic to let you use her when your shitty boyfriend made you feel bad, but she wanted you — scratch that — she craved you, everything about you. your approval, your love, she wanted you more than she wanted anything else in the world. the issue was the only way she could have you was in private and only for as long as she allowed, before she was off running back into the awaiting arms of the man who was so bad for her. well riri’s determined to put an end to that shit once and for all, it didn’t matter how long it took for you to get it.
warnings — mentions of reader's family being homophobic, weed smoking, shotgunning, smut (18+), thigh riding, fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, oral ( reader receiving ), mommy kink (am i projecting? maybe ) strap slinger! riri, breeding kink??, riri is down HORRENDOUS, possessive! riri, marking, biting, spitting, spanking, riri likes making reader cry, finger sucking, just nasty, filthy, disgusting sex + cheating on a shitty guy.
inspiration —overtime by chris brown , partition by beyoncé, nights like this by kehlani, i know by big sean + jhene aiko
requested?: nope, i just realized i have been showing shuri more love on my page and paying riri dust 😭
author’s note — i love me some riri williams, my brain just tends to favor shuri a lil so it be hard for me to write for riri because i be wanting to do her Justice, but as soon as i start here come all these thoughts about shuri. however, riri deserves love, and i adore her so, so i hope all of riri wives appreciate n enjoy this 🖤🖤🖤
taglist — @inmyheadimobsessed , @shinsousliya , @verachii , @fentibeauty , @pinkwright , @euphiea , @6-noir , @mbakuetshurisprincess , @vixentheplanet , @lethallywritten , @saintwrld , @shurismainbxtch , @dejaonline ( much much love for y’all 🖤 )
"I wanna kiss you." Riri's words make your eyes snap directly to her. You were in her dorm, the lights were dimmed low, and skillibeng was playing from her speaker which was propped up in the corner. You were on her bed and she was at her desk. She'd claimed she had lots of work to do so she didn't have time to smoke with you, but you didn't care. You could finish your joint on your own. But her bluntness shocks you, sends you right into a fit of coughs that make her eyes jump straight to you. "Yo, you straight?" she asks and you continue to choke on all you'd inhaled.
Your hand reaches over to her nightstand, slamming the joint down into the ashtray. "What the fuck did you say?" you demand. "What? Is that against the rules ? I can't say shit like that?" she asks and you stare at her crossly. "I don't even know if I heard you correctly." you reroute the conversation, hoping that by ticking her off a little bit, it'll keep her from harping on her sudden need to be so affectionate. "I said I wanna kiss you." she repeats more firmly. She gets up off her chair, rounding it and you lean back against her headboard, nerves shot and entire body feening for your friend.
Riri was shorter than you, but she walked around with so much confidence that she made up for it. "You hear me that time?" she crosses her room, steps just as calculated as the looks she was shooting you. You clear your throat, head bobbing slightly. "Yeah, I heard you." you mutter and then Riri's right in front of you. "But we can't." you shake your head and you look down at your lap. "Oh, you feeling shy today?" Riri asks and she stretches out, laying on her side as she looks up at you.
"Not shy, just a little guilty." you answer and her eyes immediately roll. "Oh, you and ole dude must have squashed y'all shit, huh?" she asks and she sounds sour as she spits it out. "Not really." you deny and Riri's eyebrow juts up instantly and she's gnawing on her lip. "So then what's up with you?" she demands. "I just been feeling bad about it." you mutter and Riri hums lowly. "Don't want you to think I only come over to smoke all your weed and sex you up." you say and then you blow out a breath.
"Plus, B/N's an asshole, but I didn't ever want to be a cheating girlfriend, feels a bit wrong of me to do it to him, yeah?" you say and Riri mulls over your question. I mean, sure, maybe in hindsight cheating would always be wrong. Her issue though, was that your boyfriend was an asshole. He didn't deserve you, you got more headaches in the relationship than you got anything else. Not to account for the fact that he had no issue cheating on you with every fast thang that bat their eyes at him.
"Nah, fuck that nigga." is what she blurts out and it makes you laugh, because Riri was too blunt for her own good. "You like that, huh?" she grins and your eyes roll. "Yeah, you real cute." you mutter sarcastically. "Well, okay then." she leans close to you, moving in as if she was about to kiss you anyway, and you stop her, hand flying out to keep her away from your face. "No, Riri, don't. I'm serious." you say and you shake your head. "I don't think I can do it anymore." you say and she sighs.
"Okay, fine, but we can smoke a little bit, can't we? No harm in that?" she asks, and you know that it's a trap. She's all seductive siren eyes and every drag of her tongue across her lips has your legs clenching and you have no choice but to look away. "Yeah, we can smoke." you agree, and it's game, set, match for Riri. She'd been plotting on this moment for weeks. Gassing herself, going over all the necessary points to make, she wasn't about to let you leave without putting you on to game.
She needed you to know that she was better than your boyfriend in every possible way. And truthfully there was a part of you deep down that knew it. It was obvious in the way that you'd run to her, clear in the way you kept showing up. You knew that your boyfriend would never compare to her, so she wasn't quite sure why you now we're pulling back. On your end you were spiraling, mostly because you'd found yourself catching real feelings for Riri. And that was bad.
You're so deep in your thoughts that you that you don't see that Riri's back in front of you. "Hey, can you open up for me, pretty girl?" she asks and you blink, vision cloudy. Her scent is strong, everything from the sheets, to the blankets, smelled strongly of Riri and you were suddenly dizzy. But, you were obedient, especially with Riri, so you part your lips and allow her to place one end of the joint between the small gap of your mouth. She's tugging down on her bottom lip, eyes tracing over you as she leans in close enough to light it. The smoke billows out around you both and she grins.
"You take that shit like a pro, mamas." she compliments and you inhale sharply, pulling the joint away long enough to exhale it. The room is growing cloudy and you're more than baked out of your mind. "I guess I had a good teacher." you hum and Riri's eyes twinkle at the compliment. You take another hit before you pass it off to her. you were a different person when you were high, and Riri knew that. Her inhale is deep and she shakes the joint, setting it off before she squares up in front of you. She beckons you closer to her with a curl of her fingers and you oblige, leaning forward slightly.
She takes her hand and wraps it tightly around the back of your neck, gentle fingers running up and down the space. Each drag of her fingers makes you entire body tingle, but you're too paralyzed by Riri to react correctly. So instead, you allow her to press her lips close enough to yours for you to grow nervous. When she opens her mouth the smoke billows out and you're quick to suck the smoke into your own mouth, your stomach quivering as she moved closer and closer to you. Just when you thought she was about to kiss you, she pulls away from you, seemingly proud.
Probably because you instinctively chased her with your mouth. "I could treat you so good, if you let me." she says once you've expelled all of the smoke. "What's up with you, today?" you demand and Riri's been waiting for you to open the door. Because she’s been practicing this speech for a while. “I just wanna level wit’ you.” She answers and your eyebrow raises. “What do you mean?” You say and Riri sits up, moving so you’re face to face, eye to eye. “I want to be with you, Y/N.” She says plainly and you blink, because there was no way you’d heard what you’d heard.
“I think about you — so much.” She exhales sharply. “I think about you all the time, Y/N. You the first thing on my mind when I wake up, last thing I think about at the end of the day, and I know that’s cliche, it’s been said before, but that’s because that’s really how it gets when you feeling somebody so much. B/N don’t deserve you, he’s never deserved you. He— he’s the reason you’ve been feeling the way you been feeling about yourself. He doesn’t know how to take care of you— he-he doesn’t know how to love you.” She insists.
“He doesn’t deserve your time.” She proceeds. “He doesn't deserve your tears, your thoughts, your heart. He doesn't know how to cherish it, he doesn't know how to protect you. I think I can be better for you." she says then she stops herself, head shaking. "I know I can be better for you, I can treat you the way you should be treated. I can do you better than he ever could. I could— I could be a good girlfriend." she insists and you blink, because Riri was not into relationships. She wasn't into allowing other people to come into her space. It was a wonder you guys had gotten this far.
"I got so much love inside my heart for you, Y/N. And I should've said something earlier, I was scared I guess, but I can't be scared anymore, because it's killing me seeing you kill yourself to stay with this nigga that doesn't deserve you. He shouldn't be able to touch you, to-to have access to your body." she exclaims. "And— and if you not ready, or you don't need anything but a friend, I could be that for you. Or if you not feeling me, I understand. But I know there's something between us. You know that I'm different, you know I'm nothing like the rets of them." she reminds you.
"I just wanna be here for you, I want what's best for you, Y/N." her words wont stop and you're heart is hammering around in your chest. "Y/N. If he's your headache, baby, I could— I could be your Tylenol." she says this in a teasing manner and it makes you both laugh. "I'm here as long as you want me to be. I would do anything for you." she insists and you suddenly feel anxious under her gaze. "Anything?" you ask and her head nods immediately. I could show you, if you let me."
She seems done and her lip is trembling slightly, if you didn’t pay as much attention to Riri as you did, you probably would’ve missed it.
There’s a moment of nothing. A moment of silence.
You stare at Riri, and she stared right back at you, patiently. You’re replaying her words in your head; I wanna be with you. Where the hell did that come from? “Baby, can you say something?” She asks and she reaches out to touch you and you recoil, pulling away as if you’d been burned. Riri retreats into herself and she looks so hurt, that seems to crack your façade. “I- I’m sorry.” You say quietly. “Riri, I’m sorry.” You repeat more firmly and she’s pouting like a child, and it’s painfully adorable.
“Tell me again.” You say quietly and Riri’s eyebrows shoot up to the top of her head. You take her in, eyes raking over her entire face. “Just… just tell me again, Ri.” you plead, and it sounds pathetic in your own ears. Not to Riri though, to Riri, it was the green light she was looking for. "Baby, I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you so much, it's turning me into a fucking sap." she says and you snort. The ball's in your court, whether or not she needed you to function, Riri wasn't gonna take advantage of you, she wasn't gonna push past your boundaries. You weren't just some body to fuck, you were someone she wanted to be with in every possible way.
You're sucking on your bottom lip, nose twitching slightly, and eyes glassy. She moves to try and offer some comfort, but you move too. Your hand lands on her face, cupping her cheek in your hand, thumb brushing up and down the curve of her cheekbones. You lean forward, and you're still looking unsure, so Riri meets you halfway. You reward her with a kiss, it's tender, a kiss that held no tension but ignited some all the same. As soon as you open the door for Riri to kiss you, she takes full advantage of it. Her hands flying to hold the back of your head.
Kissing Riri was an experience, she was soft with you, and yet in the same breath treated you like you were strong. She paid attention to you, the little things, the things that mattered. The things your boyfriend hardly cared about. You hum quietly against her lips, the heat growing in the pit of your stomach a problem you can no longer ignore. Riri pulls back, scrutinizing you worriedly, anxiously. "Are you okay?" she asks and you're panting, head lolling as you move to kiss her again. "Hey, baby, you gotta talk to me. Use your words." she instructs coolly. "I'm okay, Ri." you promise.
Riri clenches her jaw, nodding her head. “I just don’t want you to move too fast.” she chokes out. “Don't want you to do anything you don't want to, not even for me." she says, and you immediately shut her down. "I want to, Riri. I want to be with you. I-I want everything you said. I want you to love me, show me what I'm missing, please." you instruct, a sudden wave of boldness coursing through you as Riri audibly groans, hands tightening just briefly around you.
“I don’t think you even know what you’re asking for.” she shakes her head as you cut her off, you surge forward, arms wrapping around Riri's neck as you spread your legs apart, thighs sitting on either side of Riri's leg. She looks down at you, hands wrapping around your waist instinctively. The sight is pretty, any sudden move of her knee would knock right against your cunt. You don't give her the time to tease though, because you surge forward and kiss her again, sucking on her bottom lip.
It elicits a choked whimper out of Riri, and you're drunk off the noise, replaying it in your mind, and longing for more of it. "I—I know what I want, Riri." you exclaim and her eyebrow arches, tongue tracing over her top lip. "And what's that?" she demands, pretty eyes boring into yours. It makes you choke on your ready response, entire body quivering as you peel away from her. "Nah, nah, nah." she denies you respite, tugging you back into her orbit. "Look at me and use your words." she instructs, and truthfully, beneath all the bravado, she needs you to tell her. Needs to hear the words from you so she knows this isn't all in her mind.
"I want you, Riri." you say, and it's a pathetic start, you see it all on her face. "Well, you got me baby, you know that." she tells you. "But what do you need from me?" she asks and you're embarrassed at the way your panties suddenly grow more and more damp, slick pooling from your cunt like a faucet as you bury your face in Riri's chest. She chuckles, but plays along, hand dragging up and down the back of her head.
"I want you to fuck me, Riri." you say and she gasps, leg jumping and nudging against your clothed pussy. "Show me what I'm missing, show me that you're better than him." you continue, and Riri's jaw drops open, a quiet pant escaping her. "You gonna listen to me, baby?" Riri whispers, mouth dipping to rest against the shell of your ear. You nod your head furiously. "I'll do whatever you want." you promise and Riri's vibrating. "Fuck, you sound so pretty." she breathes out, and it makes you shudder. "Can you move for me?" she asks and you reluctantly peel away.
"What do you mean?" is what you ask, and Riri's hands move down to your waist. You're curled up, both of your feet tucked up under you, as you braced yourself on Riri's shoulders. "Just—" she begins to move you back and forth, dragging your body back and forth against her thigh. "Rub that pretty pussy against me." she instructs you. "Can you do that?" she asks and she bounces her leg and you gasp. "Can you make yourself feel good?" she coos, hands dragging up and down your body. "Yeah." you agree and you brace yourself against her shoulders.
Riri's thighs were heaven against your cunt, and your focus was shot. Every drag of your hips had your brain stuttering. "Probably would feel a little better if you took off these shorts, yeah?" she asks and you nod your head, because it's true. "Yeah." you agree. "That's too bad." she grunts and her hand drops, crisply popping against the side of your leg. "Shit." you exclaim as you jolt, hips still grinding against Riri. "Why'd you do that?" you demand and Riri's smirk is wide. "You think I'm gonna make it easy for you after all that playing hard to get shit?" she asks and you huff immediately.
"Wasn't trying to." you deny and Riri leans forward to kiss your cheek. "Oh? What you call it then?" she asks. "You really think he could make you feel as good as I do?" she asks and she's taken to guiding your body, bouncing her knee every once and awhile to have you gasping and choking for air. "Do you think he knows your body like I do?" she asks and you shake your head. "Use your words." she bites and you feel dizzy. "No, he doesn't." you feel like sobbing, and you've barely begun. “Please, please, Riri.” you whine pressing your mouth directly against her ear as you continue to grind.
“Please let me cum for you.” you beg as Riri lets out a breathy laugh. "Hold it for me." she warns and you groan in frustration. "Show me you can be my good girl, hold that shit for me, I'll make it worth it." she says and she seems to hate you because she holds you flush against her thigh, body dragging, clit being manipulated through the fabric of your panties and shorts. It sends jolts up and down your spine. Riri's eyes are full of hunger and she's thought about you in this way so much her mind is spinning. "You trust me, baby?" she asks and you're quick to answer. "Yeah." you promise and Riri smiles proudly. "You let me know if it gets too much for you." she instructs.
Her hand raises, moving to rest against your neck. It's a firm but gentle hold, and it makes you grind down harder. "Gimme a color, pretty." she murmurs. "Red for stop, green means keep going." she says and you're familiar with what she's looking for. Riri wants to dominate you, she wants you to fully give yourself to her. Your boyfriend is at the back of your mind and you think back on how many times he asked you what you wanted, what you were okay with when you had sex. You come up empty. "Green." you pant and Riri hums in acknowledgement as her hold tightens barely.
"How about now?" she asks, her head lolls to the side and she watches the way your eyes dilate. She takes note of the way your mouth hangs open, tongue sticking out of your mouth as you bring your hand up to rest against hers. "G-Green." you manage to purr the affirmative out. "Green." you repeat more firmly. "So good for me." Riri praises you, one hand gripping your throat, the other leisurely guiding your movements. "You like this?" she asks and you can't answer, not really, your orgasm is right on the horizon. "You like getting yourself off with my hand 'round your neck?"
She can feel your heartbeat spiking as you keep your hand pried against her arm, keeping it in place around your throat. "I like it." you answer and Riri feels like she's hit the jackpot. No scientific breakthrough, no experiment, nothing could compare to the high getting you off was bringing her. "You into that kinky stuff?" she jeers and your head shakes in denial. "I'm into you, Riri." you mutter and you're growing hot all over, entire body feeling like it's on fire as all your oxygen sits right in your throat. "Say it again.” She pleads and you oblige. “I’m into you, Riri. Only you, nobody else.” You exclaim
“You not as innocent as you look, are you?” Riri asks as you grin, the sight makes Riri’s heart skip a beat, her stomach swarming with butterflies. “I’m gonna give you everything that you need.” She promises. “But you gotta do what I tell you, understand?” she says as you nod your head slowly. “And you gotta use your words. I’m not a mind reader, you gotta let me hear every dirty little thought rolling ‘round, your pretty head, deal?” you resist the urge to nod dumbly.
You haven’t stopped your grinding against Riri’s lap, but you manage to give her an acceptable answer. “Yeah, okay, I can do that.” you agree as Riri beams. “Good girl.” she coos. “Can you kiss me again?” you start shyly, reaching for Riri who grins. “Please?” You adds a moment later. “You’re so polite.” She compliments. “Yeah, I can do that for you, babygirl.” Riri leans in until her nose is flush against yours.
She leaves a gentle peck on your top lip only, chuckling when you’re quick to attack the rest of her mouth, sucking on Riri’s bottom lip before you nip on it lightly. Before Riri can react, you run your tongue over it, and Riri never expected kissing to feel so good, but she can feel her stomach tightening as your tongue continues to explore her mouth. She’s only rubbing small circles on your back, the tingle driving you to rock harder against her.
Riri’s itching to let her hands travel more south, but she’s nervous and you can tell, so you make it easy for her. You don’t pull away from her lips, but you reach for both of Riri’s hands, dragging them lower until she was holding on to the globes of your ass. “You don’t gotta be scared to touch me, Riri.” You mumble against her mouth. With that, Riri adjusts her grip on you, fingers trailing over the outline of your pussy through her shorts and panties. She’s still dragging her fingers slowly, but it’s enough to get Y/N rocking her hips again.
“Somebody’s excited.” Riri mumbles as you scowl, annoyance replacing your arousal for a moment. “Shut up.” you demand as Riri curls up her nose, “What was that?” she asks raising both of her eyebrows. “You’re taking forever.” you grumble impatiently. “Sorry I want to take my time with you and make you feel good.” the Chicago native retorts sarcastically. “I'd feel even better if you would actually do something.” you offer back as Riri rolls her eyes playfully. “Are you this impatient with everything?” she asks as she scrutinizes you. “I like getting what I want.” you admit. “I can see that.” Riri
“But I said I’d be — “ your words taper off into a low moan when Riri’s hands slip through the leg holes of your shorts, hands making direct contact with your underwear covered pussy. “What were you saying?” Riri asks, completely nonchalant, despite the fact she’s indirectly fondling your cunt. “I said that I would — “ there’s more gasps shooting from your mouth as Riri uses her pointer and middle finger to trace the outline of your labia, searching for your clit through the fabric. “I’m barely touching you.” Riri taunts.
“I’m gonna be good.” you promise. “I’m gonna be good— fuck, Riri — I’m gonna be so good for you .” You wheeze as Riri’s touches grow harsher, more calculated. “Seems like you’d rather rush me.” Riri lolls her head to the side to catch your gaze. “You don’t wanna be my good girl, huh?” she asks as you inhale deeply, body grinding against Riri’s exploring hands. “I do.” You correct her frantically. “I just want you so so bad.” she whimpers as Riri grins smugly
“Take your shirt off for me.” She instructs you carefully. You lean back instantly, slipping your top off, tossing it to the floor earnestly. Riri bites down on her bottom lip subtly, eyes tracing over your exposed nipples. “Look at them.” She coos and she leans forward and grabs a handful of your breast, lips puckering as she placed a kiss right on the nipple. Your chest was one of your major pleasure points, so you can’t quite stop the moan that her lips pulls out of you. It makes her burn with pride as she moves to do the same to your other breast.
“Your turn.” You say aggressively as your eyes rake up Riri’s clothed form. She chuckles lowly, taking her off shirt off, chucking it out of her sight. “Can I — “ you’re not used to having to be so vocal, so your hand is already reaching for her chest, bottom lip perched between your teeth. “Can I touch you?” you ask at the last moment, hands retracting as you look to Riri. “Yeah.” She agreed with a nod. Her entire body stiffens when your hand drags up her stomach, featherlight touched trailing their way up to her tits.
You’re quick to dip down and slip one of her nipples between your lips. Riri’s stomach twisting in knots. You haven’t looked up at Riri, instead you allow your eyes to squeeze shut as you fall into bliss. With one hand wrapped around her tit, you squeeze and prod and lick and Riri takes it all in, mind still painfully aware of the free hand you had that was stroking up and down her stomach and waist. It sends spikes of pleasure up and down Riri’s spine, forcing her to release quite gasps.
“You’re doing such a good job for me.” Riri praises as you blearily take in the praise from around her nipple. “They so pretty.” Your muffled words trail out as you switch nipples, a trail of spit following you as Riri’s other nipple gets the same attention. You’re no longer rubbing Ri’s stomach, instead pinching on the free nipple, eliciting hiss after hiss from Riri, the girl’s back arching slightly. Before pulling away you bite down on the nipple in your mouth, running your tongue over it immediately after, before you sit up straight, eyes trailing over the purple marks that were blossoming.
You press a soothing kiss to both of Riri’s nipples before she pulls back again with a content smile. “You look so pretty with a titty in your mouth.” Riri teases and you chuckle quietly. Eyes blown to hell as you move to tackle Riri in another kiss. Her mouth was an addiction. She was an addiction, like morphine, she took over all your senses, all you could see, feel, think, breathe was Riri. But you weren't complaining. Riri's hand slides up under the strap of your bra, and you keep her mouth occupied as she begins to unclip the back. "Is this still okay, pretty girl?" Riri asks and you nod your head. "W-Whatever you want, Riri." you prompt her.
She inhales deeply at your response, eyes flickering over your frame. She tugs off your shorts before she does anything else. Exposing your damp panties, her eyes zoning in on the stain your arousal was leaving behind. She slips your panties off and takes in a full view of your naked body, her intense gaze makes you immediately recoil into yourself, arms looping around your exposed body. “Hey.” Riri coos sweetly. You look up at her, eyes wide and embarrassed. “You look perfect.“ Riri mumbles as you shoot her an unsure glance.
“Baby, do you trust me?” Riri asks as your head instantly nods, you trusted her more than anything. “Yes…” you blanche before you drop your arms. Riri eye's your chest hungrily, mind spinning as she saves the sight of you to her memory bank. She wants to mark you up, she wants you to only be able to think about her. “You still okay with this?” she reiterates as you feel your entire face heat up at the question. “Yeah.” you nod again. The consistent check for consent was doing nothing but putting you more in the mood. She was so careful with you in a way no one else was.
Riri dips down to kiss you. It’s chaste and slow at first, tiny pecks that grow longer with each repetition. Pent up feelings being exposed with every languid swipe of her lips against yours. She uses one of her hands to tweak your nipple, pinching it tight enough that you gasp audibly, mouth opening. It gives Riri the chance she needs to slip her tongue inside your mouth. The kiss grows heated as you leads you to lay down on your back.
Riri straddles your waist, pushing your legs apart as she curled both her legs around one of your own. She wrenches forward, knee nudging against your bare clit as her own cunt is dragged up and down your thigh. It's growing harder for you to breathe, and you want to look away but she's entranced you. You groan, but you taper it off, not wanting to embarrass yourself so quickly. Her mouth never leaves yours and she starts a rhythm of nudging her knee against your pussy. The kiss is sloppy, accentuated by the way slobber connects your mouth to Riri's when she finally pulls away.
Riri's hands land on either side of your face, your dazed expression kryptonite to her heart. You're holding onto Riri's wrist, head surging forward to try and kiss Riri again. “Can you open it up for me?” she asks sweetly, tapping your lips. She’s feeling a little smug, eyes watching as you grind against her, shifting your weight until Riri's knee bumped her clit every time she moved. Your eyes are squinted, eyebrows a little furrowed as you try to register Riri’s words.
You can’t respond, more focused on getting off as you grind a little more forcibly. “C’mon, baby.” Riri mumbles as she pecks your plush lips again, they’re soft, she kisses like she knows what she’s doing. Your mouth falls open and Riri lights up as she sticks her tongue out, licking directly into your mouth as she bucks her knee, Your clit catches, and you whine around Riri’s mouth. Hips moving on your own accord as you try and anchor her to you. You allow her tongue complete exploration, closing your lips around the appendage, sucking lowly as you drag a hand up your body, pinching your nipples tightly.
“Riri." you exclaim her name, panic rising in your chest as your body starts to feel numb. "Ri— oh, fuck— Riri i’m so— i’m so close." you exclaim and Riri's gasping at the way you suddenly yank your mouth from hers, head smashing back against the pillows as your orgasm rapidly approaches. Your words only register in Riri's mind when your legs clamp tightly around her knee, holding it in place as you grind greedily against her. "I'm gonna cum." you reiterate and you have no time to think or to stop, because the pleasure it already brimming, sizzling like lava in the linings of your stomach. "Come on, baby." she pushes you further.
"Let me see it." she begs, bottom lip perched between her teeth as she watched you use her to get off. "Let me see that pretty pussy cum." she says and you almost don't recognize the woman that squeals in delight. Your eyes squeeze shut, head flying back as your orgasm rocks through you, Riri's leg the perfect anchor as your cunt keeps dragging back and forth, arms reaching out for Riri desperately. "K-Kiss me, please." you beg and she grins, lips finding your mouth as you ride through the aftershocks.
This kiss hardly lasts and you whine audibly as Riri silent hushes you. "Be good for me, wanna take care of you." she explains and you want to be good, you want to be everything Riri needs so you bite your tongue and watch as she travels down your body. She's perched between your legs, Riri's eyes taking in your quivering pussy in all it's glory. She begins trailing featherlight kisses on your thighs and you lean back on your elbows, stomach tight as you peer down at her.
You hold your breath, watching as Riri switches to the other thigh, leaving kisses that turn into bites that would leave marks you'd feel the next day. She bites down on the fat of your left thigh, teeth sinking into the flesh enough to leave a mark. You can only gasp as Riri drags her finger up and down your pussy, a subtle smirk on her face. “You too quiet for me.” Riri comments as you bites back another sound. “I'm sorry." you exhale. "It feels good." you promise, but your hips cant towards her finger, coaxing her to dip the pad of her fingers inside you.
For being so short, Riri’s hands and fingers were things to be admired. Her extremities were long and bony and you were sure she’d probably lose your mind off one finger alone. Your eyes widen when Riri slowly pulls her finger out, using her newly soaked pointer finger to rub directly onto your sensitive clit. You choke on your next breath, and Riri's watching all of your reactions closely. She repeats her action of slipping her pointer finger inside of your pussy before pulling it back out and rubbing your clit with the finger that was just inside of you.
You bite the inside of your bottom lip to keep from letting out the moan threatening to escape. “I thought you wanted to be good?” Riri reminds you as she exhales choppily. “I do!” you promise as Riri continues her assault on your twitching clit. “Then why you so quiet?” she demands and you have no real answer. Riri's eyebrow raises. "C’mon, baby, let me hear you.” she pleads as you whine, the noise in the back of your throat. “Riri please...” you drawl quietly. By this point, Riri has found herself face to face with your pussy. “Please what?” she says as your eyes close, legs shuffling as a means of showing your discomfort.
“You gotta use your words with me, pretty girl.” Riri reminds her. “I just— I want your tongue.” you force it out, hips bucking out towards Riri's awaiting mouth as the girl grins wickedly. “That wasn’t so hard.” she praises, sticking her tongue out teasingly, delving directly into your pussy, eliciting a breathy moan from deep inside of you. "Oh, fuck!” you whines when Riri’s tongue plunges in deep before slipping out as she licked and explored the entirety of your awaiting pussy.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” it's all you can exclaim as Riri wraps her muscular arms around your thighs, keeping you in place as she tugs you even closer to her hot mouth. "Ri!" you hiss, hips bucking as you try to force her closer. Her tongue dives out of her mouth and you feel it slide against your clit in different directions. She does it once, twice, three times, the same repetition. She's obsessed with your taste, obsessed with your heady scent, obsessed with the sight of your cunt leaking the more she played in it. She holds you open, peeling back the folds of your cunt to expose your clit to the cool air, and she blows directly against it, your entire body seazing.
She chuckles a bit darkly before she reattaches her mouth. You make out that she's tracing something into you with her tongue, but your mind is hazy, stuck on your impending orgasm. It's not until she does it again that you understand. R. I. R. I. she'd traced her name into your clit, some sort of branding that went straight to your heart. She'd branded your pussy and the feeling wouldn't be leaving you any time soon. Riri slides two fingers inside of you, not removing her mouth as she pumps those finger in and out, agonizingly slow. "You're gonna make me cum again." you pant.
“Please… please.” you whisper as Riri kisses your clit, scissoring her fingers. Riri smirks again adding another finger, it forces another moan out of you at the stretch. It burns, but you can't complain, not as she speeds up the pace of her thrusts. Your hips are bucking on their own accord, chasing Riri’s fingers to chase your high. When Riri's fingers slam against the roof of your cunt, you twitch. “O-ho, Right fucking there, baby. Please.” you beg, mouth hanging open. "Right there?" she asks and she repeats her previous action, smiling triumphantly when you gasp choppily.
“You’re doing so good.” Riri promises and you're not sure how much more you can take it. "Are you close?" she asks and your head nods. "I'm close, Ri, please." you feel pathetic, but you don't care. "Did he ever make you feel like this? Ever love you like this?" Riri demands and you can feel your nose burning, eyes stinging as you grow emotional. Whether it was from Riri's so blatant love for you or your boyfriend's disregard you're not sure. "Answer me." she demands and she only curls her fingers harsher, fingers jabbing at your g-spot.
"Shit— oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. I don't— Riri, I—" you shake your head as tears prick at the corners of your eyes. Riri's immediately locked in on the sight, cunt twitching pathetically at the sight of you in tears up under her. "You can't?" she asks and it's mocking and it makes your stomach twitch. "Answer me." she warns and you know she's growing impatient, which would not bode well for you. "I— don't make me answer. Please don't make me." because thinking about your shitty boyfriend makes you think about how you're not much better. You're cheating on him.
Riri's fingers start to lose their momentum, and you see that she's not fazed by your sudden whining. "Answer me." she says it again, and it sends a shiver up and down your spine. "He never— nobody ever— I just — you. Only you, Riri. Only you." it's pathetic babbling, but she accepts it nonetheless, heart filling with pride. "Please don’t stop, Ri, please. You’re making me feel so fucking good.” you grunt, and your eyes are squeezed even tighter, it’s almost impossible to focus on anything but the feeling Riri is providing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you chant nails digging into Riri’s forearm.
"Jesus." she gasps as a ring of white forms around her fingers. You were wetter than she'd ever seen anyone, and she was blissed out, ego through the roof at the fact that she was the one that had you this way. "Give it here," she demands, voice dropping into a husky growl. "Give me all of it, give me everything, baby." she hisses and her eyes darken, tongue dragging over her drying lips as she watches your cunt weep. You clench around her and more of your arousal coats her fingers.
"R-Riri—" you wail her name, unsure of what you're truly begging for. All Riri knows is that you've got tears seeping from your ears, dripping down your cheeks, and it's making her all the more needy to get you off. Over and over and over again until she physically couldn't anymore. "I can't." you exclaim, but she's not focused on what you're outwardly saying, she's focused on the way your cunt has her fingers in a vice grip. She's focused on the way your hands are clinging to her like she's the only thing that can satisfy you.
"D'you feel good?" she asks and you're not sure how much more you have to do to show her that she indeed was making you feel good, but you let your head nod rapidly and you keep up the pace, meeting her fingers with every thrust. "Want you to feel good— that-that's all I want, Y/N. I want you to feel good." she promises you and you're chest tightens, butterflies exploding around your heart. She looked on the verge of tears well on her own. You realize then how much this all means to her. How much you mean to her.
She wants you to cum, she wants you to explode all over her. She wants you to feel more pleasure than you'd ever experienced in your life. She needs it, needs it more than even she had realized. Maybe she wanted more than to just be with you. She wanted to love you, she wanted to be your person, to be everything you needed. Her other hand surprises you and your eyes are drawn to the view of both Riri's hands playing with your cunt as she takes two fingers to nudge against your clit, which had been neglected since she'd forced her mouth away.
Each pound of her fingers inside you, each swipe of her fingers against your clit takes you one step closer to the most explosive orgasm of your life. Your legs are twitching, itching to slam shut around her hands, mostly out of fear. "R-Ri, please." you whine and she shakes her head. "Just let me make you feel good." she begs. "You're being so good, letting me do everything I ever wanted." she says blearily and you let your mouth slam shut, gasping harshly.
"Are you close?" she demands and you nod. "So-so close." you retch. Her fingers curl and you arch off the bed, mouth shooting open as you let out a noise that would be Riri's ruin for the rest of her life. "Oh, a-again." you plead. "Right there, pleasepleaseplease." you sob. Riri was nothing if not a good listener when she wanted to be, and you looked so pretty on the verge of relief. You're fully crying now, fat tears sliding down your face as you try to hold onto something, anything.
“Oh, f-fuck.” you exclaim and Riri has no choice but to take you in. Eyes shut, mouth hanging open, quiet gasps escaping you as she bullies the spot that did you in. She can feel herself on the verge of making a mess in her own underwear, but she's too obsessed with seeing you come undone to be embarrassed over potentially cumming untouched. Your inaudible breaths become choppy, picking up in speed and volume as you reach out to grip the sheets of her bed.
"Cum on 'em, princess. Give it here." she demands and your eyes cross. You feel like you're levitating, a stream of your release spraying out, Riri's gasp only surging you further, squirting even harder as Riri takes it all in. "Yeah, that's it- gush for me, just like that." she coos and you can only whine, embarrassment gripping you as her fingers start to slow, riding you through the rest of it, two more jets of release escaping you as your body calmed down.
Riri leans down and captures you in a lazy kiss that you're eager to reciprocate. "Did so good, so good for me." she compliments and she moves to pull away, but you don't let. "Stay with me, please." you beg and Riri chuckles. "I gotta clean you up." she says and you frantically shake your head, pussy still leaking, body still yearning for more of Riri. "No, please. Want you to— I need you to fuck me, Ri. Really fuck me." you plead and Riri's blinking, blowing air out of her nose in shock.
“Want you inside! F-fuck, please, Riri!” you garble, almost pornogroahically. She feels her entire body lighting up and she doesn't think she'll be able to deny you. As if to make her choice harder you grab her hand, the one that had just been inside you and you slip it into your mouth. "Fuck." Riri's thoroughly aroused as she watches you clean yourself off her fingers, spit and saliva slicking up all three of her fingers as you shove them back as far as you can go. "You're so deep." she mutters, eyes blown as she watches you force her fingers back until you were on the verge of choking.
"Baby, baby-fuck." she exclaims and you let your tongue drag in between her fingers, cleaning your taste off of her. "You're trouble." she coos and you answer by releasing her fingers with a wet pop. "You told me to use my words." you remind her and she's losing her resolve. "Want you to fuck me, Ri. Please." you beg, pants and gasps echoing every plead for her. "Okay, okay, okay." she shushes you with a kiss to your open mouth. You slip your tongue against hers and she can taste you on your tongue, moaning at the taste she was now obsessed with.
You can only moan in response, body growing hot.
"I'mma make you feel good." she promises and you're elated. "Just lay back for me, take a breather, while I get it ready, okay?" she says and you nod, head feeling like a bobblehead with how eager you were to have her inside of you. She leaves you with one more deep kiss and you realize you could probably get lost in kissing Riri Williams. Once she's gone you let your mind wander, thoughts of what she'd already put you through and what was to come riling you up. It sends your hand flying down to your swelling cunt, fingers twitching as they moved towards your insatiable clit.
You're delirious, craving more and more of what Riri had to offer. The thought along enough to cause more slick to gush from your pussy. You felt more aroused than you'd probably ever been before. Seeing Riri on the verge of cumming untouched, just because she was making you feel good, it had you ready for another round. Your cunt was soaked, every breath you took forcing wet sounds to escape from out of you. It was absolutely humiliating, you were more horny now than you had been before this all began.
You're so caught up in your arousal that you don't even realize that Riri is back until you’re being pulled by your ankles up the bed. You land flat on your back with a gasp, eyes falling on a strapped up Riri. “Oh, fuck!” you groan as Riri takes you in. “You look so pretty like this.” you compliment her and she can only laugh, a flustered smile on her face. "Oh, yeah?" she asks and you nod. "Yeah. Look so good." you slur and Riri smirks, hands dragging up your legs. “Spread your legs for me, okay?” Riri is instructing you, but still manages to assist in the process, eyeing your slick.
“Damn, you’re still so wet.” she hisses, dragging the tip of her finger through your cunt. “So messy.” she groans. “Just.” she lifts your hips upwards, spitting directly on your already soaked pussy. “Ohh, shit!” you moan out as Riri slips three fingers into your hole, extending each finger as she slams them inside of you. “That’s so fucking hot!” Riri mumbles when your hole squeezes tightly around her. “You’d just let me do whatever to you?” she asks, looking up at you. Your neck is craned downwards, eyes glued on the mess Riri was making of you.
“You’re my good girl aren't you, Y/N?” Riri utters and your chest heaves, body twitching. “Yeah, I’m a good — fuck — I'm your good girl!” you agree, voice deep as you groan. “Shiiiit, Ri." you exclaim. "Ri, oh, fuck! You gotta stop —” you warn as Riri ignores you, still slicing three fingers in and out of you. She spits again, your legs trembling. “Baby, baby, shiiiit. You gotta stop.” you hiss, feeling your impending orgasm creeping up once more. Much faster than the first two.
“Nah, fuck that! This what you wanted right? You were begging for me to give you more, now you wanna stop?” she asks. “You really want me to fucking stop?” Riri’s taunting, but by the way she’s looking at you, you can tell she’s also giving you an out, a chance to end everything for the night. “Fuck — no, no, no! I n-never want you to stop!” you gasp, jaw slack as Riri smirks victoriously.
“Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought.” Riri taunts. “Listen to how wet you are, fuck, all for me, yeah?” she grunts. “S-shit, baby, yeah, just for you.” is your erratic response, body on the verge of exploding. Riri raises her other hand and smacks you directly on your clit. “This my pussy, yeah?" Riri demands and you nod. "All yours, Riri." you babble and her hand pops your clit again and you seethe. Pleasure exploding inside of you. "Do it again, pleasepleaseplease, Riri, make me cum."
Riri obliges your request, hand tapping on your cunt as her other hand continues to stretch you open, prepare you for her strap. “Fuck, mami, I’m gonna fucking cum.” the term of endearment slips out before you can help it, and you almost don't even think Riri's heard you until her fingers stutter inside of you. "A-again." she nudges her hand against you, eyes boring into your skull. "Call me that shit again." she pleads and you gasp, face alight, and head shaking in disagreement. "I'm sorry." you whine and she smacks her teeth.
"Nah, don't apologize for that." she whispers. "Just say it again." she asks and your mouth parts, quiet pant escaping you. "M-" the term of endearment wasn't something you'd ever expected to call someone in bed, but Riri was always calling you ma, mami, and it made you feel jittery, you were only hoping to get a similar reaction. "Mami, you're gonna make me- I'm gonna cum." you repeat shakily.
Riri groans, eyes closed as her cunt pulses, arousal leaking out and sticking between her thighs. “Let it out for me, babygirl. Doing so fucking good, taking everything I’m giving you.” she praises as your eyes squeeze shut, hips jolting at her words. “Go 'head and cum for me then, make that pussy squirt for me again." she demands and you're through. "Oh, shit. I’m fucking — “ you can hardly announce it, because just as soon as Riri's hand slaps your pussy again, you'refalling over the edge.
Your cries are choked and your stomach muscles tense visibly. “What do you say?" Riri asks sweetly and you gasp through your response. "Thank you, thankyouthankyou, shit— thank you, Riri." you coo and she tuts in disappointment. "Nah, don't call me that now, babygirl. You know what I wanna hear." she taunts you and you think she's evil. "T-thank you, ma-ami." your still shuddering as Riri keeps pumping her fingers inside of you, your body quivering.
Once you were calmer, Riri gives you a cautious once over. “Kiss me, please!” you murmur once you've caught your breath. Riri chuckles at your insatiability, leaning down to plant her lips against yours. She rubs tiny circles on your clit as you coast through more aftershocks. “I think I’m opened up enough for you, I’m ready.” you promise as Riir nods her head, dipping her hips so that she can surge forward and swirl the head of the silicone toy up and down your coated cunt.
She takes extra care not too tease your overstimulated clit too much, but it’s like you're begging for it. Your hips jerk every which way until the tip of the toy is close enough for you to grind your clit into. “Aye, aye, relax, baby, I gotchu.” Riri promises as she adjusts her hold on your hips. “You ain’t gotta do none of that, I’m gonna take care of you.” she promises as your head lolls, you're doped up on your feelings for Riri, and you're certain when all of this is over with you’ll probably sleep like a fucking baby.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Riri asks and while you think the sentiment is sweet, you've been thinking about this since you first kissed Riri. “Just do it!” you demand as Riri snorts. “Needy ass.” she grumbles under her breath before she drags the strap up and down your pussy once more, before running her hand up and down the entire length of the toy. You're twitching, hands unsure where to land as you wait not so patiently for Riri to slip it in.
Riri slowly begins to press her hips forward, the head of the toy breaching your hole, and she's playing with your tits, pressing kisses to your neck, anything to keep you from tensing up as she pushes the toy in inch by agonizing inch. “Shit.” she gasps. Riri hasn’t moved, instead she’s grabbing your hands, moving them to rest against her forearms, staying stark still to give you the chance to really adjust. “Doing so good, baby.” she says as you let out quiet pants. “You — shit!” you can hardly wrap your mind around it.
“You okay?” Riri asks and she’s tense, trying her best not to move until you give her the greenlight. “Yeah, fuck — move.” you pant as Riri gives you a skeptical look. “Baby…” she says as you mush her shoulder. “Riri, fucking move!” you exclaim more forcibly as Riri shallowly thrusts forward. She starts off slow, using all her energy to ensure the toy was reaching deep. “Fuck.” you gasp, the sound of your wet pussy echoing in your ears.
“Doing so fucking good, baby.” Riri promises as she picks up a rhythm. With each thrust of her hips, she’s swiveling her finger around your clit. “Make a mess for me, pretty girl. C’mon, use that dick, baby. Get yourself off.” Riri breathes out as you gasp again, writhing slightly against her. “Fuck.” you grunt, the dirty talk, almost too much on top of the way the silicone was shlicking inside and out of you.
"So good, feels so so good." you slur and Riri bends her knees, the tip of the toy nudging your g-spot, and it's intense. Even more so now than before. "Yeah?" she grunts and she's committing the sight of you to her memory. Eyes growing glossy, heart picking up speed as she allows her hips to speed up. You note the way that every time you clench down on the strap, Riri's entire body seizes, and you want to know more. So you take a plunge and speak. "Y-You can feel me?" you gasp out and Riri's biting on her lip, keeping her pace comfortable enough for you.
"Spent a l-long time on this." she answers. "All for me?" you exclaim and Riri's head nods. "Told you that I-I wanna be with you. Wanna love you, Y/N." she exclaims and her head dips to rest in the crook of your neck, three little pecks being left there as your legs move to wrap around her, thighs spreading to let her explore deeper. "How's it feel?" you want to know, want to hear how good you're making her feel after a night full of her making you feel incredibe. "So good, baby. You feel so good." Riri chokes and her hands move from your waist to your tits to your face and then back down.
"Squeezing me so fucking good." she groans and that makes you clench tight around her, as if your body was trying to prove her point. “That’s it, Y/N/N. Take it." Riri coos and her hips stutter as your nails dig deep into her back, holding her to your chest as the strap continues to slide in and out of your cunt. "J-just like that — just like that, baby!” Riri continues, her own breathing getting choppy as she ruts her hips. “Fuck, thank you, thank you, ma- Riri! Please.” you cry out as Riri dips her hips, hand resting on your stomach as she presses down, the tip banging directly against your g-spot.
“Ohhhhhh shit!” you shout, toes curling as you tug Riri closer, deeper. “Right there, k-keep fucking me, right there! That's what I need, that's what I need. F-feels good." you cry and Riri licks her lips again. "Right there?" she mocks, she keeps her focus on hitting the same spot, each stroke of her hips, knocking you up the bed slightly. "Tell me you're mine." she begs and you don't have to think to give her what she's pleading for. "I'm yours, Riri. All fucking yours." you promise, breaths shuddering as Riri tenses. She spits onto your joined bodies, a mess of cum, arousal, and spit sticking to the both of you, trickling down your bodies and staining her sheets.
"Play with that pussy while I make you cum." she orders and your fingers are immediately on your clit. "Don't want anybody else but you, Riri." you continue your pants and it only serves to push Riri closer and closer to her own demise. Your clit's swollen, red and sensitive from all of it's abuse, but you rub it anyways. Tight circles make your stomach jump, more juices seeping out of your worn sex. Riri lets the strap slip out of you, joining your fingers to slrub against your clit before she slips back in, pushing until you were pelvis to pelvis.
You rut against her, hands still moving in circles that grew sloppier and sloppier as pressure build inside of you. You can feel the nudge of the strap slamming deep inside your gut, and you've never seen Riri like this, with so much to prove. But you're not complaining. “You bout to cum?” Riri asks, and it’s a question for herself too, she was leaving a puddle underneath her. “Yeah, fuck! Please don’t stop!” you plead. “I ain’t gonna stop, gonna bully this pussy ‘til it cums again for me, that’s what you want, right?” she asks her hips picking up speed.
She changes her angle and it’s like the wind is knocked out of your lungs. “Ohhhhh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!” you warn, voice raising in volume. “Do it baby, gimme one more, please? Need you to cum one more time for me! Need you to let it go, cum all on this dick! Make a fucking mess, make a mess, show me how bad you need it. Give it to me.” Riri pleads as her circles on your clit grow tighter as the tip of the strap nudges even deeper, pressed up against your cervix. It's a pain that shocks you. But all it does it set you off.
It causes your entire body to convulse, eyes rolling back as your jaw drops in a deep o. “I’m — ohohoho — fuck— Riri, baby, I’m cumming!” you announce and that's all she needs. "Oh, f-fuck, f-fuck, babygirl, i'm cumming, i'm cumming for you. Gonna fill you up, baby. Can you take it for me?" she exclaims and it only serves to push you over the edge, dam exploding as you nod frantically. "Give it to me, Ri. Please, baby. Cum for me, cum for me, pleasepleaseplease, wanna see you cum, wanna feel it. Need to feel you cum in me." you shriek as you squirt all over Riri's strap, sending the girl spiraling into her own orgasm as she gasps shakily.
Her clit twitches as her cunt begins to spasm, she’s shaking so hard the strap slips out of you, forcing a whimper due to the sudden emptiness. “Oh, shit, oh shit!” Riri moans as her pussy continues to weep, pulsing deeply as her entire body shook. “Fuck!” she hums and she collapses on top of you, both of you shuddering and trying to come back to reality. She slips the strap inside of you offering three more weak thrusts as if somehow she hadn't fucked you enough.
She keeps up her lazy strokes and you allow it, legs wrapping around her as she bends to kiss you. "Did so fucking good for me." she praises and you're lighting up at her words. "So good." she reiterates and you can feel more arousal pooling in your gut. You really were insatiable. “How you feeling, gimme a color, baby.” she says as you scrunch up your nose. “Green.” you say boldly and her smirk grows. "Well, we got all the time in the world, yeah? I think I can do something about that." she promises and she kisses you again. Your heart blooms in your chest.
You know there's still a conversation to be had with your boyfriend, but he's the last thing on your mind, all you can focus on is Riri, and you're certain that's exactly how she likes it.
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