I need him to manhandle me so Iām on my stomach while he fucks me from behind and calls me his little slut and then takes pictures of the mess he made of me afterwards all spread out for him and praises me and tells me how good and beautiful I am for him and how heās going to use those photos to get off later
And if you could make it a plus sized reader I will love you forever
Thank you very much
What have you done to me
gia. I canāt even begin to tell you how much I love this request.
18+ only
Stinging. Your skin is stinging where Jonathanās hand cracked down on your ass just seconds ago. Youāre vulnerable, fully exposed to him where he has you sprawled out on the mattress, ass up. Heād flipped the fabric of your skirt up, revealing the soft globes of flesh to his greedy eyes.
Heād been itching to get his hands on you all day, unable to handle the way you looked in your cute little skirt and your sweater that hugged your curves just fucking right. The way your thighs brushed together when you walked had him salivating, chewing through his leash to get between them. And he knew youād worn the outfit on purpose, he knew you were fully aware it would get him all sorts of riled up.
So the second heād gotten you home, he had you pinned against the wall, lips captured against his as he kissed you breathless. His hands were groping, squeezing fistfuls of flesh, uncaring if his harsh grip would bruise you. Heād led you to the bedroom, pushed you onto the mattress and laughed when you laid down on your back ā as if heād give you that luxury.
Heād moved you, manhandled you really, making sure your ass was in the air for him, your chest pressing against the mattress.
And now, wellā¦ now youāre completely at his mercy, taking every swift spank he delivers, moaning into the sheets with each delicious lick of pain.
āThought you were so cute wearing that outfit today, huh?ā he sneers, fingers tugging the waistband of your thong before letting go, allowing it to snap back against your skin. āThought youād have some fun by getting me all worked up?ā
His hands grip your thighs, roughly spreading them apart. Fingers dig into doughy skin, kneading the flesh as he practically salivates over you. His index finger swipes over your cunt, your panties suddenly a prison that merely keep him further away from you, the lack of direct contact agitating you. You whine, wiggling your hips back into his touch. You know youāre already soaking through your underwear, and you know heās probably already noticed.
āGod, youāre so desperate for me, arenāt you?ā Jonathan laughs, rubbing his big palms over the expanse of your ass.
He tugs your thong down, working it past your hips and down your legs until itās falling to the floor. He spreads your legs once more, wider this time, forcing back a groan at the sight of your exposed pussy. Your arousal glistens against your skin, pooling between your legs.
āFucking hell, this damn wet already?ā he asks, his tone incredibly cocky. āShouldāve known, youāre such a fucking slut for me,ā he continues, bringing two fingers forward to collect your juices.
He slides his digits through your folds, coating them in your arousal, making you lean into his touch.
āYeah, baby? Feels good, huh?ā
āJonathanā¦ā you plead, needing his hands anywhere, everywhere, feeling you and filling you.
Those same two fingers dip past your entrance, plunging inside of you with a squelch. Your mouth hangs open, a breath of air leaving it as if youād been punched. He feels too good and itās only his fingers, how are you going to survive more?
That question is about to get answered, as he pumps his fingers just a few times before promptly removing them. Youāre about to complain about the emptiness when heās getting on his knees, face diving between your spread thighs so he can taste you. You feel his hot tongue lick a stripe up your lips, a moan leaving him as he does it. His hands grip your ass cheeks, steadying himself as he devours you from behind.
You swear your legs go numb when he presses his tongue inside, exploring every inch he can reach. His eager mouth sucks on your clit, eliciting high-pitched moans from you. You can feel his saliva and your arousal coating you, dripping down the side of your inner thighs and onto the comforter beneath you. You have to be making a complete mess, that much you can tell, but Jonathanās having the time of his life.
Heās devouring you ā thatās the only word for it. Drinking up your juices like holy water, like itāll cure all of his problems. Your fists grip the blankets, hips bucking as he passes his tongue quickly back and forth over your clit. You can hear the wet sloshing noises, hear his garbled moans and whimpers that clamber up out of his throat.
āYou taste so fucking good, baby, could eat this pussy forever,ā he praises into your core, his words sending vibrations across your skin.
He sounds absolutely gone, and he is, the only thing on his mind is you.
His cock strains against his pants, desperate to be let loose, begging to be inside of your tight little cunt. He removes his hands from your ass, unbuttoning his pants before tugging the zipper down, all while his mouth stays latched to you. You faintly hear the zipper, you register the loss of contact when he pulls his mouth away, but youāre still not ready for it when you feel the head of his cock bump against your weeping hole.
You practically suck him in, his cock fully sheathing itself inside of you with ease. Jonathan moans, gripping the plush skin around your hips before delivering another smack to your ass. The way he stretches you is phenomenal, just the right amount of fullness that keeps you so satisfied. He only stays still for a moment, tricking you into a sense of calm before heās pulling almost entirely out and then slamming right back in. You can feel his skin flush against yours for a second before heās repeating the action, setting a pace you can barely keep up with. His thrusts get more shallow but faster, his balls slapping against you with each movement. You canāt form a coherent sentence, can barely choke out his name in the midst of all of this, and you know itās only spurring him on.
āSuch a stupid little slut, arenāt you? Canāt even talk?ā he taunts, gripping your hips harder. You babble something unintelligible, your cheeks heating when you hear him snort out a laugh in response. āMy poor baby, getting fucked so dumb she canāt remember how to use her words,ā he says, pulling your back against his chest, his mouth mere centimeters from your ear as he purrs into it.
You mewl, your walls clenching around him at his humiliating words. He lets you drop back down, your body slumping forward onto the mattress once more. A low groan escapes him as he watches you, the recoil of your ass with each snap of his hips to yours nearly too much for him to take. One hand snakes around to your underside, gripping the flesh of your tummy before moving up under your sweater to toy with your nipples. You hiss, pleasure running straight down to your core, flames igniting between your thighs.
āOh ā oh my fucking god,ā you gasp, his cock hitting your sweet spot repetitively.
āYeah? You like when I fuck you like this?ā he grits, his voice straining with the growing difficulty of keeping his composure.
āY-yes, fuck, Jonathan,ā you cry, your eyes rolling back as you hurtle closer to orgasm.
āThatās right, baby. Take what I give you like a fucking whore,ā he rasps. Whines and moans are leaving your mouth consistently now, barely a moment of silence as he ruins you.
āIām s-soooooo fucking close,ā you tell him, the words coming out like more of a plea for his help than a mere fact.
āIāll get you there, baby. Come on, soak my cock, angel,ā he encourages, fingers finding your clit and rubbing circles on the sensitive bundle.
You pinch your eyes shut, brows furrowing as he tips you over the edge. You can feel yourself gush around him, your heartbeat pounding in your ears as he fucks you right through each wave of near-overwhelming pleasure. His movements grow sloppier, everything more slippery than it was before. His fingers grip the meat of your ass impossibly hard, nails digging in, making you bite down on your bottom lip.
āGonna cum in this fucking pussy, baby, make a mess of you,ā he warns, and barely a few seconds later you feel him tense inside of you.
His cock pulses, every drop of his release filling your abused cunt as he slows the rocking of his hips. Your hands tentatively loosen their grip on the sheets, your body going limp as he pulls out of you.
āGod damn, youāre fucking wrecked, baby,ā he pants, his eyes raking over your puffy lips and glistening thighs.
He doesnāt think it can get any better than this, having you sprawled out on his bed with his cum leaking out of you. He has half a mind to shove it back inside of you with his fingers, but he opts to just admire you instead.
You can hear him shuffling around the room behind you, but you canāt bring yourself to lift your head to see what heās doing. Until you hear the camera click, see the flash going off, and you know heās taking photos to keep in his private stash. Getting your pussy perfectly in the frame, making sure to capture how destroyed you are after him. You arch your back, spreading your legs wider to really give him a nice view, even stretching your arm down to let your fingers toy with your clit just for a moment.
āFuck, holy shit youāre so damn beautiful,ā he praises, setting the Polaroid down once heās decided heās content.
He sits beside you, showing you the pictures as they start to develop. āIām absolutely getting off to these, baby. Every fucking night I canāt be with you, Iām breaking these out,ā he presses a kiss to your lips. āYouāre so fucking perfect,ā another kiss, and another.
āNo fair, I need pictures of you, too,ā you pout.
He spreads out on the bed, his leaking cock staring you in the face, already growing hard again.
this is filthy sorry not sorry š« warnings: oral m receiving, cum eating, implications of pegging
jonathanās so pretty when you have him laid out on the bed, your tongue and eddieās swiping over the swollen tip of his cock. itās a pleading shade of red, leaking desperately as you tease and tease and tease. eddieās mouth gravitates towards his balls, sucking them into his mouth slowly and letting them go as soon as jonathanās hands grip the sheets.
āfuck,ā he hisses. āstop fuckinā teasing me.ā
eddie just looks at you, cocking an eyebrow. āwhat dāyou think, sweet girl? should we let him have it?ā
āhmm,ā you ponder, pressing a finger to your chin for a moment as you pretend to think long and hard about the question. your tongue kitten licks at the weeping slit just inches from your face. jonathan curses.
eddie lets out a devious chuckle beside you. you arenāt looking at him but you know heās grinning like the devil. your eyes are trained on the lankier man spread out for you, his brows scrunched together in what could only be a perfectly painful type of pleasure. his hips buck weakly, a pitifully high-pitched whine escaping him when eddie wraps two fingers just beneath his tip, squeezing. you lick up the pre-cum that drips out, letting the salty taste coat your mouth.
āhe can have it,ā you say decisively, smirking when jonathan lets out a sigh of relief.
to your surprise, eddieās mouth is on him before yours can be. pink, plush lips wrapping around jonathanās cock as your hand grips his base, holding him steady. jonathan groans, cursing eddieās name as he fits as much of him into his mouth as he can. eddie can take more than you can, his throat ready and willing to have all of jonathan pressed to the back of it.
eddie forcibly gags, and you press your thighs together at the sound, watching him suck jonathan off in awe.
āfucking share, eddie,ā you pout, settling in next to the curly haired man beside you. eddieās mouth pulls off, leaving room for you to take what you want, too.
jonathan writhes on the bed when you and eddie both lick all over his cock, practically making out around his swollen tip. you shudder when your tongue touches eddieās, a shiver climbing up your spine when eddie moans. he backs away after a moment, letting you work jonathan on your own.
he instead crawls up to kiss him, all tongue, wet and hot and needy. jonathan groans into the kiss, his hands tangling in eddieās hair and tugging. your lips engulf as much of jonathan as you can handle, hollowing your cheeks and sucking.
āām so fucking close, ām gonna fucking cum,ā he pants, and a low hum rumbles from eddieās chest.
āhear that, honey? heās gonna fucking cum already,ā eddie says to you, his tone patronizing.
he scoots down next to you once more, wanting to share every drop of jonathanās release that youāre about to get. but it happens a little sooner than expected, before you can pull your mouth off of him, and thick white ropes of cum are filling your mouth as jonathan curses and whimpers and moans. eddie grips your chin, pulling you off of your shared boyfriend and bringing his lips to yours.
his tongue slips into your mouth, tasting all of jonathan, swapping his cum back and forth between the two of you.
āoh my godā¦ā jonathan whispers, watching the two of you intently.
eddie finally pulls away, both of you swallowing however much cum youāve been left with.
jonathan is about to move, about to slink into comfortable relaxation when eddieās firm hands grip his thighs, forcing them apart.
ānuh-uh. weāre not done yet, byers. havenāt even fucked you yet,ā he barks, looking over his shoulder wickedly at you.
Please more Richie and Teddy being mortal enemies!!! I think Tina and Marcus would laugh cause why is he fighting with a baby š
it starts when she literally won't smile for him. will give a gummy grin for everyone else, a tiny baby gurgle of a laugh, but when he comes around? nothing. not even a cry. it's just a straight faced stare like she's bored lmao.
richie's like "teddy are you bein' serious? cousin, what's wrong with her?"
everyone jumps on him for that. carmen's warning of "better fuckin' watch it, richie." and teddy is cackling. chubby cheeks just laughing and richie is like??? fr???
he tries so hard and she just gives him the same bored look, doing like a once over and richie is furious now bc wtf???
"can you just fuckin' smile at me you little shit?"
and teddy just looks at carmen or you so bored. richie gets halfway excited when her mouth moves once, thinking he's finally getting some reaction. instead, she just yawned. thus, the beef (no pun intended but it works lol) was born... again lol.
Reader is just trying not to laugh at Teddy and Richieās staring contest and is like āIām so sorry-ā but then heās like āno cause keep that same energy when I got candy you meanie.ā Then pops his neck at her
