#lou smut

[lilyrennifer]

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💛St. Van

Nothing So Far

♥️Ace

Nothing So Far

💜Ayno

Nothing So Far

💚Jacob

Nothing So Far

🖤Lou

Nothing So Far

💗Ziu

Nothing So Far

💭Asks

Ace Kinks

[seokmattchuus]

VAV Masterlist

💜 - suggestive 🖤 - smut 🩵 - fluff 🩶 - angst 💚 - sad 🩷 - comedy

Reaction to you having a wet dream 💜

Reaction to you whining from them teasing 💜

[incognit0slut]

🌸Lou’s Reading List🌸

To celebrate reaching a milestone of 6k (how did that happen??), I'm doing something different! I usually write something special for these occasions, but this time, I want to share some of my favorite fics. I've received so much love and support from so many of you, and I hope you'll give the same amount of love to these talented writers too.

Disclaimer; This list is just my personal preference of stories I’ve read recently or in the past. You can check each author’s masterlist for more of their amazing works!

ANGST

We can't be friends, but I'd like to just pretend by @aliteralsemicolon To lean on you by @lavenderspence Post Mortem by @actually-safer-to-kiss Crossed off, Third by @mindfullycriminal Spencer grieves your death by @mandarinmoons Epiphany by @pathologicalreid Say don't go by @mrs-weasley-reid No second chances by @spencerreiddddd His sunshine by @rreids

(I don’t read much angst I’m so sorry)

FLUFF

Take my breath away by @atlabeth In every other life by @irndad You’re too sweet for me by @januaryembrs Reader admires Spencer, Spencer comforts reader by mandarinmoons Spencer makes you fluster by @avis-writeshq Where's my wife by @reiderwriter Slumber party by @nereidprinc3ss Hold you by @radioactiveinvisible In sickness and in health by pathologicalreid Love like the sea by @rynwritesreid 24 hours by @radiant-reid I'd wait for you by @unseededtoast Innate response by @reidsdaisies Candles by @icarryitin Cute, outrage genius by lavenderspence Wingwoman by @basketonthedoorstepofthefbi Love drunk by @dr-spencer-reids-queen

SMUT (18+, MDNI)

Rumoured Nights by @fortheloveofwonderland Dailing up for trouble, Check your window by @reidmotif Trophy wife, Headache relief by @gubsbuubs Flashed by @sinfulspencer Bringing your work with you by pathologicalreid There are ways to visit heaven without dying by @faunalune Good luck by @luveline Elixir by @foxy-eva Vegas Redemption by @stairain Safe and sound by @little-miss-dilf-lover Malicious Compliance by aliteralsemicolon Love bites by @spencerreidenjoyer Light of the morning by nereidprinc3ss A little less conversation by @springtyme Lingerie, hot tub by @golden1u5t Feverish by @reidsdimples Wine or wine out by @reidrum Dirty impulses by @minswriting Two sides of the same coin by @reids-slut

And while you’re at it, please take the time to check this Palestine Masterpost🇵🇸 and share as much information as you can. Posting on what is occurring right now will not ruin your aesthetic. I promise.

If you can reblog a good story, you can definitely reblog about the genocide too.

[ellieswyfe]

Positions

"oooh waitaminuteee.." the position he had you in was absolutely nasty. he had your knees pushed up to your tits in missionary and was repeatedly hitting your sweet spot which drew stars from your eyes. "unghh...all i-in my tummy pa," you looked up at him teary eyed.

"yea? you like that baby- show me where you feel it at mama." he responded. a mixture of wet sounds, moans, and the bed-board, was all that could be heard in the room. it smelt like straight sex- pure sin and if you weren't in the position you were in you would probably be disgusted- you should be but it felt too good to even care. "looook, i-it's right hereee," you sobbed, reaching your tiny hand past your belly pudge to show him where he was pleasuring you.

in between feeding you deep, long strokes, he looked down at the connect of his dick inside your thick wet pussy and moaned. flipping you over on your belly, putting you into a new position, while beads of sweat dripped down his forehead and abs. "mhm gonna make me nut ma..fuck” he threw his head back in satisfaction at the delicious sight.

“s-shit aah..too much sl-slow downn” you whined when feeling his tip prod at your cervix. the pleasurably painful thrusts becoming too overwhelming for you in this position after you’ve came countless times already. you make a damn near deadly mistake when you reach down to push at his lower torso hoping to stop the extent of the thrusts.

“nu-uh move ya fucking hands..not done wit you yet,” he said picking up the pace smacking your hands away…not being in the position to complain all you could do was take it and hope your not too sore the next morning. </3

mood song

: ONYYY, connie, erenn, maybeee jean if you squint

a/n (not my best work but ive got writers block 😔 so send me some asks nd ill write them!!)

[achilles-rage]

"slut hours!!" i whisper to myself at 1am as i write smut for fictional characters alone in my room, severely touch starved

[veilofwinter]

#HOW SHE LOVES YOU

pairing: Ellie Williams x Reader

tags: smut, fingering, MY BITCH

Her rough and calloused hands strumming her guitar strings with ease as she sings her song to you quietly. Her eyes, occasionally scanning over you to get an overview of your reaction to the lyrics.

"I just want to touch you all night long."

She looks at you as she says those last words, a smirk dawning her face. "What'd you think?" She sets the guitar aside, leaning back against the chair she was sat in.

"It was good, I enjoyed it." You chuckle. "The lyrics were a little erotic though, even for you."

Ellie laughs. "Erotic for me? You don't know who I am do you?" Ellie sits up, leaning forward against her knees. "I can get erotic." Those words cause your face to heat up, your skin getting small goosebumps. "I never said you couldn't, it's just that-" "That what? I'm too innocent or somethin? Not showing you correctly, cause I can show you."

She approaches you, standing over you. "Can I show you?" She says quietly.

Suddenly your spread out on her bed, your legs on her shoulders as she pumps her fingers in and out of your core. "Feel good yeah? Erotic enough for you?" She teases, curling her fingers to hit the one gummy spot within you that pulls a whine from your throat.

"Wait wait-!" You grip her hand, but she swats you away. "I'm tryna show you, you agreed to this remember?" She grins, plunging her fingers deeper into your walls. "Squeezing around my fingers like your enjoying this, so why are you tryna stop me?" She fake pouts, blowing softly against your clit. "E-ellie, m'close, gonna-" She curls her fingers once more, your head falling back against the bed. "Go ahead and cum for me pretty." She says softly in between your legs.

With one last groan of her name your juices flow onto her fingers, her pace slowing as she feels you tightening around her knuckles. "Did it feel good?" She laughs, causing you to sit up and close your legs.

"Was that erotic enough for you?"

an: I THINK IM IN LOVE WITH ELLIE GUYS....

[worrynoodle]

Getting real frustrated with the demonization (excuse the pun) of sex in this fandom.

Sex is not dirty. It's not inherently disgusting, immoral, wrong, or somehow impure.

Aziraphale and Crowley are not lesser if they do it or have done it. And fans are not wrong or impure for wanting that for them.

I understand if you don't like it, I understand that some people are sex-repulsed, I get that, but no one owes you censorship because of that. Fic writers can write what they want and you can ignore it, no one is forcing you to read smut that's what tags and content warnings are for. Neil can write what he wants, and if that is intimate scenes between them, that's up to him. You can fast forward.

Your personal grievances with sex are not the entire fandoms responsibility to mitigate, its something you need to handle on your own. And we aren't somehow deviants if we read/write more or less of it in fics.

I'm saying this in the most loving, big sibling way I can: sex is not wrong. I have my own issues with it, I grew up in an Christian household where anything sexual was absolutely wrong, sex before marriage was wrong, any other type of sex other than basically procreation was wrong. And I've worked to undo that unhealthy mindset on my own. And I think some people have kind of redirected that same mindset into demonizing sex in other ways.

I'm rambling. Sex isn't wrong. And aziraphale and crowley can fuck all they want in any form of media whether it be art or fics or TV.

[jakegyllenbaalz]

[repressedqueen]

Imagine, if you will. It is a hot summer day, but still early enough in the morning that the weather isn't insufferable...yet. Buck wakes up, makes his way down the loft stairs, and out to his balcony to see the best sight that has ever laid before him in his life.

Oh wow... I just woke up to this sight so I would say it's dreamy 😍😍🔥

Buck would grin, caress his back fondly, leave a soft kiss on his shoulder blade and then kick him back on the apartment for wild morning sex. 😅

and Tommy would think to himself mission accomplished...

(edit: there is a fic about this now!)

[starrywilliams]

it shocks me that some people genuinely ship abby and owen. like that’s a LESBIAN

[bunniehrtz]

EATING LOU OUT PLS PLS

kristen stewart world domination (dominate me next pleeeeease)

cw: cunnilingus (l!receiving), reader has hair that can be/is pulled (other features aren’t mentioned), kristen stewart is so sexy and i want her

“god, fuck,” lou sighs under a breathy whimper, subtly writhing around her messy comforter. her is grip tight on your shoulders and your tongue on her clit forces her back to stretch up. you groan against her, bringing a hand up to push her back down, an empty scoff and laugh leaving her lips. chants of your name hide under moans and whines, and she tugs on your jaw, pulling you in closer to her soaked cunt.

“good girl. that’s it, baby,” she whispers, her mouth hung open as she throws her head back slightly. her knees are propped up, spread widely with you slotted in the middle. her bottom lip is sucked between her teeth, almost drawing blood as she bites down. lou’s hands come up to claw and scratch at your scalp, fisting your hair in her hands as she encourages you.

“yeah, baby. just like that, come on,” she says breathily, her voice hitching as you feel her legs close around your head, only motivating you more. your tongue moves faster and your hands come up to knead and pinch at her thighs.

“dirty fuckin’ girl. ‘m so close, baby,” you can hear her smirk as she looks down at you. you blink up at her, your movements faster and harsher. her back arches up, pushing her hips into your face as you feel her gush around you, smirking into her messy cunt.

you pull away, laughing as you look up at her dark, sunken eyes. she beckons you up with a nod, her hand wrapped around your throat as she pulls you into a sloppy, visceral kiss. her other hand rested on your hip as she moves you to lay where she was previously. her smirk making you immediately roll your eyes as she begins to kiss down your naked abdomen. you were in for a looong night

[charliehoennam]

angel part 3

pairing: louis bloom x f!reader

summary: louis takes his crush/neighbor out on their first date and gets a little carried away.

warning: this fic contains dark themes such as stalking, dubcon/noncon, smut and others. Read at your own risk. 18+ ONLY.

SHARING IS CARING, SO PLEASE REBLOG

It's another hot night in Los Angeles.

You step out of your bathroom wrapped in your towel, fresh out of the shower. Rummaging through the messy closet that you've yet to finish organizing due to the move, you try to mentally plan your outfit.

Thinking about what to wear, you push between the hangers and through your clothes for a better look. You find a nice, short, red dress that's both casual and elegant enough for a first date. You match it with a pair of cute ballet flats that accentuate your feet and legs.

Meanwhile, Lou secretly watches you set out your outfit on the bed. There’s a certain thrill that he enjoys about watching you.

He thinks it’s rather sweet how naïve you are, but he’s also aware that it could lead you to potential danger in the wrong hands. That’s why he’s taking it upon himself to protect you.

He’s seen and filmed plenty of horrible things happen to the young innocent girls of L.A who unknowingly put themselves in harm’s way. He doesn’t want that to happen to you. Better than anyone else, he knows what evil men can be capable of. Whether you know it or not, you need him.

His tongue grazes his bottom lip as he watches you take your towel off. Your hair and make-up are all ready. Now, you just have to get dressed.

Hanging your towel over your closet door to dry, you walk over to the side of your bed to grab your favorite lotion from your nightstand.

With concentrated wide eyes, Louis watches from afar as you squeeze the scented lotion onto your palm. Propping your foot on the mattress, you rub the creamy lotion onto your shin first and gradually work your way up to your thigh.

Louis admires you as if admiring a work of art. The way your breasts dangle as you bend over to rub your shin, the folds on your stomach that bunch together, the curve of your ass when you switch your attention to the other leg, the way your ass jiggles when you rub the lotion over your cheeks.

"That's a great ass," he thinks to himself. “Why there though? Does she expect me to touch her there tonight? That would be too forward, wouldn’t it? Is this a sign that you want me too? Oh, you naughty little angel.”

He smirks at the hope of getting to go to fourth base with you again, but with you actually conscious this time.

He stops himself from getting too excited when he sees you putting on your underwear. The way you cautiously select a matching lacy pair indicates, to him, that there’s a strong chance he might get to see it. Just actually on you instead of in your drawer.

Forcing himself away from the window, he takes one last look at himself in the mirror. Adjusting his brown suit jacket, he decides to undo the top button of his white shirt hoping that his subtle flaunting of his chest will give out the signals he’s looking for.

Noting a couple of strands by his ear, he takes his comb to smooth them back into place. He gently presses his palm against the area after spraying a quick mist of hairspray to keep them there.

After a quick spritz of cologne behind each ear, he adds the stolen watch he’d taken from a security guard long before his days as a rising entrepreneur. It sits a little loose on his wrist, but he doesn’t mind it enough to take it off.

Stepping into his bathroom, he stares at himself blankly before opening the medicine cabinet. He takes the sleeping pills he’d used on you before and opens the orange bottle to take a couple of doses. Once they’re placed in a small plastic baggie, he crushes them up with the use of the cup on his sink he usually uses when brushing his teeth. Satisfied with their powdered fineness, he tucks the baggie into his wallet and closes the cabinet.

You come out of your apartment and walk out of the building to find Louis waiting for you outside with his hands tucked into his pockets. He flashes a genuine smile at you as you approach.

“Wow, you look spectacular, Y/N.”

“Thanks. I didn’t wanna overdo it” you smile shyly, pressing your cheek against his to greet him with a friendly kiss. He doesn’t quite kiss you back, surprising by the act, but he’s very happy about it because it’s a positive sign that you’re getting comfortable with him. “You smell really good, by the way. Are you wearing cologne?”

“Yes, I am. I hope it’s not a bother? Special occasions call for special measures.”

“Is this a special occasion?” you smirk up at him.

“Of course, it is. It’s not every day that I get to take the most beautiful lady in the complex out to dinner.”

Your cheeks warm at his compliment.

“It’s not a bother at all. I really like the scent actually.”

“Thank you, sweetheart. May I call you sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle. You don’t think anyone’s ever asked your permission to call you a pet name, but you kind of like it. His wardrobe might be a little plain and a touch outdated, but his manners nearly make you wet.

“I thought we could maybe go to this place called Cabanita. They have the best beef fajitas” he smiles leading you over to his dodge challenger.

The cherry red color makes it impossible to miss. You'd noticed it when Matt whistled upond seeing it in the parking lot. You had no idea it belonged to a guy like Louis.

It was a big contrast to his rather timid personality. You would have guessed it belonged to someone little more obnoxious.

"This is your ride?" You ask trying to not look surprised.

"Yeah. Is that alright? I promise I won't drive above the speed limit if that's your concern" he chuckes opening the passenger door.

"Yeah, it's completely fine. Just a really nice car" you smile walking closer to slide into the passenger seat.

He thanks you for the compliment and walks around the front to slide into the driver's seat.

"Seat belt on?" You nod as he clicks in his before starting up the car.

As he pulls out of his parking space, your eyes wander around the vehicle. It's spotlessly clean and neat without a single wrapper lying around. The faint scent of pinewood radiates from the scented pine tree hanging from the mirror.

"So have you been there before?"

You hum looking over at him as he pulls out of your thoughts.

"Cabanita? Have you been there before?" He asks he drives out of the parking lot and onto the road.

"No, I haven't. I've heard about it though."

"Boy, are you in for a treat then. It's one of my favorite places. There's an excellent vegetarian empanada too, if you're not into meat."

"I suppose I'll have a hard time choosing what to eat then.”

"There's no rush anyway. The purpose of this is to get to know each other better after all, right?”

You nod in agreement.

"And they've got a great selection of drinks too. Of course, I won't be indulging too much. Alcohol and driving is never a safe combination."

You smile at him thinking about how your ex used to drink and drive. You like that he's responsible, not only with himself, but your presence too. He makes you feel safe.

"I really appreciate that. Maybe afterwards, we could have a night cap at my place? I mean, as long as you don't mind the mess. It's better than the last time you saw it, but there's still some things to organize."

He smiles widely at the thought of being in your apartment again.

"I would love that, sweetheart."

Upon arriving at the restaurant, you're led to a table for two by the polite hostess. Sitting in the rounded booth of your table, you look around the beautiful decoration of Mexican flair.

"This place is beautiful. I can't believe I've never been here before."

"Neither can I. Please don't  this the wrong way, but I would assume a woman as beautiful as yourself would be often taken out on dates?"

You don't know exactly how to respond.

"I just mean that any man would be happy to take you out for a wine and dine."

"I don't know about that" your cheeks warm. "I haven't been on a date in a while, to be honest."

"That's a little hard to believe. I'd imagine you have guys lining up for an opportunity like this."

"I wish" you chuckle smiling widely at his flirtation. "It is really nice to be here tonight though. I'm glad we did this."

"I am too" he smiles.

You spend the rest of the evening sharing bits and pieces of personal information about yourselves. You tell him how you moved to California, where you're from and the area you work in.

He shares that he's a native to L.A and that he's a business man, specializing in news report filming. He also shares that his parents are deceased and jokes about you not having to deal with troubling in-laws when you apologize for his loss. It happened a long time ago and he was raised by his grandmother who is too no longer around.

You love how Louis listens to you and questions you, making the conversation naturally effortless. It’s a very pleasant change from the men you’d met over tinder giving online dating a chance.

Learning more about your hobbies, interests and area of expertise, Louis is hopeful that you’d make a great match. He strongly believes you’re a potential candidate for him to settle down with, but only time can confirm that. There’s still so much more he needs to revie, but his investment in you is already rather hopeful.

Once you've enjoyed your dinner and dessert over endless talks about each other, you both agree to head back to your place for a night cap.

When he walks into your apartment, he tries to act like he's never been there before. Like everything is new and he doesn't already know all the books or CDs you have on your shelf. Or the shampoo and perfume you wear. Or what your favorite cereal is. Or where you store your undergarments.

No, he doesn't know any of that. He's seeing it all for the very first time.

With a wine glass in hand, you invite him to sit on the couch with you and continue your conversation about the lovely experience you had at the restaurant and how lovely the food and environment were.

It's obvious that there's a slight tension in the air when he sets his hand on your thigh. You're not quite sure why, but it feels a little fast.

You've only just met the man, gone on the first date just now. And given your history of relationships, you've had a pattern of rushing into the sex.

You don't want to give off the wrong impression about yourself and you actually like Lou. He's polite, thoughtful and didn't keep making sexual passes at you over dinner like the other guys.

It was actually really nice to finally be able to sit down and talk to someone who genuinely wanted to get to know you for who you are and not just your body.

There's still something that you can't quite explain that makes you uneasy about him, but the fact that you can't quite pinpoint it makes you believe that it might be just you projecting your fears onto him. It has been a while since you've dated; this was your first date in months.

You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and hope he won't pick up on your hesitance.

Louis knows something is making you uncomfortable. He doesn't know what. He knows he'll have to work harder and longer to gain your trust, to ensure that you feel completely safe with him before you can invite him into your bed. But that's ok, he doesn't mind the wait. He can be patient when he needs to.

When you come back to the small living room, he's stood adjusting his suit jacket.

"Are you leaving?"

"I hope you're not offended" he nods. "I just got a call from my employee. I have to go, but I was hoping we could maybe do this again sometime?"

"Yeah, a-alright. I'd love to" you nod masking your disappointment. You're almost sure you blew it. He's never going to actually come back.

"Thank you so much for tonight. I really enjoyed our talk and I look forward to getting to know you even better."

"So do I" you nod forcing a smile at him as you follow him to the door. "Stop by whenever. I'm home every day after 6."

As if he doesn't already know your schedule.

"Will do, sweetheart. I apologize again, but I promise I'll make for it. "

"There's no need. It's work."

"Yes, that's true. And I do love the service that I provide, but I think I've been begun to enjoy your company even more."

You smile surprised at him as you open the door. He leans down to mimic your very first act and presses his cheek against yours to kiss you goodbye.

You sigh as the door closes behind your back and shake your head. Part of you wishes you had caved in. Why shouldn't have you? You were flirting, he was into you. All the signs were there.

Regretfully taking your wine glass from the coffee table, you chug down its remaining content. There's a bitter taste to the wine. It just must've been out or opened for too long. It could be time to get a new bottle.

You take the glasses to the kitchen to give them rinse and set them on the drying. Then, you walk over to the closet to remove your dress and bra and change into your pajamas which consists of an oversized t-shirt and the cute lacy panties you’d picked out.

To be fair, Louis did actually have to work. Although the date had ended, his night was only getting started.

It’s only 2 a.m when he comes home from another adrenaline-filled night. Despite the rush of speeding from neighborhood to neighborhood, he isn’t all too tired. Not for you, at least.

Making his way to his window, he looks into your apartment to make sure you’re fast asleep. Content with the fact that you are, he takes his fun time kit and makes his way to your front door.

Quietly breaking into your apartment again, just as easy as before, he closes the door behind him and makes his way over to your bed. With his camcorder in hand, he stares down at you hungrily.

You're on your side with your back to him. Your shirt is just slightly hiked up from the position, revealing a bit of your stomach. You don’t even feel it when he traces his finger up your thigh and over the arch of your ass to test the effect of his dosage.

It’s the same amount as last time, so he’s confident you won’t wake up. But the issue is that he didn’t see you take the sedative this time. For all he knows, you could’ve tossed the wine out instead. It’s a risk he’ll willing to take as he palms the knife – his last resort – in his pocket.

Judging by the TV that’s still on, he believes you did take it. The more he's watched you over the past few days, the more he believes you were made for one another. You don't get out much. Friends aren't over all the time. It's mostly just you alone in your apartment doing chores or watching TV, and you never sleep with it on.

He smirks at the panties that perfectly accentuate your ass, making it look plump and rounder. They look so pretty on you; he doesn’t want to take them off even though he’s anxious to drill his cock into your pussy.

As he films, he slides his middle finger down the crack of your ass and slowly moves it towards your pussy. His eyes alter back and forth from your face to your ass. He wants to be sure you don’t wake up, but there’s no movement so far. Your breathing is just as steady as before.

Smirking to him with wide eyes, he quickly unbuckles his belt and pants and lets his cock spring from its confines. Feeling more confident than the last time, he sets the camera down on the bed in order to strip down and undress.

Once completely naked, he takes his camera in hand again and aims the focal point back to your ass. He lifts the fabric of your panties to tuck his dripping cock underneath it, pressing it against your cheeks. A faint quiet “fuck” escapes from his lips.

He toys with his cock, enjoying how your ass and the lace feels against his hardened shaft. You’re just so warm and begging to be fucked.

Propping one knee on the bed between your legs, he hooks your panties with his finger to lift them and glides his glistening tip down to your plush pussy folds and back to your ass. He could come from this alone, but he wants to enjoy it for as long as he can.

You might not even know, but your body reacts to the head of his dick massaging your clit. You don’t move, too unconscious to even notice, but he can feel your pussy slickening with every stroke between your lips.

Stilling his hips for a moment, the camera shifts upwards to catch him lifting your shirt up over your breast. With a smirk, he flips the screen of the camcorder and sets it down near the corner of your bed angling it to capture himself and you from the front.

Happy with his angle, he’s able to finally focus on only you. He slides your panties to the side and slowly pushes his cock into your wet hole. The pleasure is so good that he has to stop and lean his head back with eyes shut tightly to hold himself back.

Slowly pushing and pulling to wet his dick, he finally bottoms out with a low groan. The tightness of your walls has him struggling to contain himself.

He leans down as he cups your breast in his hand and latches his lips onto your hardened nipple. He sucks and flicks his tongue over it, kneading the flesh with his hand hoping the distraction is able to make him last longer.

Standing beside your bed, his hips begin their slow thrusts as he straightens up. He keeps a hand on your ass to keep your cheeks open for his cock. The other stays on your breast for the sheer satisfaction of how squishy it is.

“Fuck, angel. You feel so fucking heavenly” he whispers to himself. “Could fuck you forever.”

Watching where your bodies connect, he pants and watches your pussy swallowing his cock with such ease. His balls grazing against your thigh only heightens his ecstasy.

His hips quicken until they’re snapping against your ass cheeks. He quickly glances at the camera screen to make sure the angel is filming every inch.

Feeling his orgasm approaching, he squeezes your ass and hips as his eyes move up and down to watch your jiggling breast and your swollen pussy lips engulfing his dick. He hates that he can’t fucking cum inside you. You feel too good to pull out, but he does regardless and lets his ropes of white cum squirt in the crack of your ass instead.

It’s a win-win to him. He doesn’t cum inside you but he still gets to have your warm flesh milk him of every drop.

Stepping back to catch his breath, he holds your panties with one hand to film your ass painted white with his load. He zooms in as close as he can to capture his seed drip between your cheeks.

Stunned by the fact that you haven’t even budged, he sets the camera down. He carefully rolls you onto your front, lowers your panties to your ankles and parts your legs as wide as he can.

Taking the camera once more, he watches with wide eyes as his cum slowly trickles onto and between your pussy lips, making you look so juicy and creamy for him. He can’t help but set his camcorder aside and position himself on your bed to lower down and lick it up.

His tongue prods at your creamy cunt as his hands squeeze your ass, thumbs parting your sore lips open to lap at all the juices oozing from you. He circles your clit. His tongue licks at your folds over and over again to capture every drop of his salty load and sinks as far as it can into your pussy.

Moving upwards, he parts your cheeks to glide his tongue between them and licks up the mess, poking the puckered hole with his tongue. He can only imagine how good fucking your ass must feel. He doesn’t want to do that just yet, he wants you to be awake for it because he knows it could be painful. He’s not an animal, of course.

His cock does twitch and hardens at the thought of fucking your ass.

Spitting on your pussy, he rolls you back onto your side before lying down beside you. He takes the camera to film himself lying beside you, as if you’re a couple. He nuzzles his nose into your hair, inhaling the sweet scent of your conditioner. He smiles to himself as he kisses your neck and shoulder, admiring how cute you look together on the screen of the camcorder.

Positioning it on the bed, he aims the lenses of it up at your cunt and his cock for the perfect angle of his dick slipping back into you for another round.

Tonight, he plans to test his limit and see how much he can really get away with.  

His cock slips past your pussy lips again and fucks you harder this time, letting his balls slap against your clit and add to the delicious vulgar sounds that fill the room.

Once his orgasm builds up again, he holds your thigh tightly and pulls his cock out to simply glide between your drenched lips, cumming on them.

His load slickens your thighs, so he holds them closed and fucks them slowly to ease himself down from his high, altering from your supple thighs and wet cunt.

He swears he could fuck you like this all night, and he just might.

[marasmadness]

Masterlist- MarasMadness

- Intro & Request post

~Jennifer Jareau~

* After Dark

* “When you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?”

* Push and Pull ft. Elle Greenaway

* What We Deserve ft. Emily Prentiss

* Five More

~Elle Greenaway~

* Push and Pull ft. Jennifer Jareau

~Emily Prentiss~

* Indulged Imprints

* What We Deserve ft. Jennifer Jareau

* Only Need You For The Oxytocin

* Normal Thing (Kinktober Fic)

~ Regina Mills ~

*Midnights With The Mayor

[incognit0slut]

tiktok took down this edit and now I got a strike LMAO there’s nothing else I can do but laugh

On a side note, I was so proud of this edit😔

[ellieswyfe]

Hood Connie Tales PT 1

(#hood connie being so sweet to his princesa 😍🫶🏾)

warnings: gun kink??, puerto rican connie, riding, daddy kink, chocking, mention of drugs and guns. (this is so nasty yall) 😂 MDNII!!

mood song (luv this song)

Hood Connie who picks you up at random ass times in the a.m 🤦🏾‍♀️. his light grey 2023 ford mustang BLASTING down your street. whether it be the music or the loud sound of his exhaust, you can always tell when he arrives. (your neighbors have complained multiple times)

Hood Connie who has a nice ass car, all blacked out with dark tinted windows, vegan leather seats, and dark blue leds, paired with red stitching all customized by him. which always smelt like a nice cologne mixed with a low, deep, weed smell. he even got your initials hand sewn into the passenger seat headrest.

Hood Connie who greets his baby with a loong kiss, sucking on your tongue and whining softly when you pull away. “c’mere girl,, wasn’t finished..”he says in a deep husky tone, closing his eyes and drawing you in for another kiss.“babyy stawpp” you giggle pushing at his chest, eventually giving into his kisses.

Hood Connie who when pulling out of your driveway, does that sexy thing where he puts his arms on the back of your seat and leans in his, so he can look in his back window, the hairs on his chin look gruff, like he hasn’t shaved ina while.

Hood Connie who pulls up to the nearest McDonalds (the only thing opened at the time) and orders you whatever you want off the menu. he always makes sure you eat even throughout the day while he’s at work.

Hood Connie who works as a mechanic and sometimes sells with his bro eren in his freetime. he doesn’t do it often but still makes hella money off of it when he does.(which ofc he uses to spoil you...and his car)

Hood Connie who isn’t too far into the drug business but still totes a heavy, black, glock 19 since he still has hella opps. opps who would go out of their way to try and hurt his girl and he wont be having that.

Hood Connie who pulls up to yalls favorite spot. a hidden lake that not too many people know about, which is only really used for fishers and kayakers but still hosts a beautiful view, which is even better a night with the stars twinkling off of the glistening dark water.

Hood Connie who lets you eat in silence before he starts to talk. “so wassup mami? did you need something, you seemed worried when you called…” his voice trailed off, he knew what was wrong he always does. its just that finals week was coming up and you were so stressed with all the studying and pre exams, youve had no time to spend with him. 🥺

Hood Connie who is not the slightest bit surprised when you swing your leg over the middle console and straddle him as if you’ve done it a million times before. wrapping your arms around his waist while leaning into his gun print sitting on his hip, and digging your face into his neck. he smelt good- really good.

Hood Connie who rocks you back n forth feeling up and down your thighs to squeezing your ass. when he hears your meek voice asking him to do the thing.. constance knows exactly what to do.

Hood Connie who reaches for his glock and caresses it on your cheek. when he feels ready he prods the tip on your plump lips until you open up. staring into your low hazy eyes, you begin to suck on the nozzle. sliding the underside of your tongue up and down, admiring the rifts and ridges.

Hood Connie who praises you all the way while you suck on his glock. “there ya go..suck on that shi good princesa.” and “good girl always doing what daddy says.” which makes him get uber hard when he hears you loudly moan for his praise.

Hood Connie who as your salivating on his gun, starts to touch on your pussy. you wore nothing but a hoodie and slides. connie was surprised to feel there was no kind of cloth clothing your core and he could immediately feel your wet sticky pussy, which was yearning for his touch. “please touch me papa..hurts there..” you whine sliding your lips off his glock now.

Hood Connie who lets his princess ride his dick while he holds up his glock to your head, chocking you.

“ooo..o-oh shit baby- so deep.” you sob while he thrusts up once again, continuing his brutal attacks on your pussy.

Hood Connie who might not last with the way your gripping and creaming around him, a white ring forming at his base. “ungh...oh fuck- dios mioss..chupando mi mierda bien..” he damn near screams feeling your cunt cleanch on him- hard this time letting him know your close.

Hood Connie who times his nutt perfectly, to be in sync with yours. he watches as your brows furrow and your mouth opens to form an “o” not even a drop of sound leaving those lips- until he hears a meek “ooo..o- shit daddy..ungh cummingg.” the grip you have on his dick almost making it impossible for him to pullout in time, cumming on your belly.

Hood Connie who carries wipes and aftercare supplies in his car, cleans you up and makes out with you.you continuing to straddle him for about an hour more till you fell asleep.

Hood Connie who stops by the corner store before dropping you off. leaving you sleeping in the car for a quick minute so he can get some of your favorite snacks.

Hood Connie who drops you off and is elated to hear that you passed your exams next evening, all thanks to him 🫶🏾🩷.

[bl4nchetts-lvr]

Hello, can u please write Lydia Tar smut? I love the way u write, even if english is not your first language.

teacher's pet

lydia tar x fem!younger!reader (semi-SMUT)

summary: What will a student be willing to do for her teacher's approval?

PART 1

word count: TO BE ADDED

guide:

this font is lydia's words as thoughts in Y/N's head

this font is Y/N's thoughts

this font is just the dialogues!

"you are the worst";

"you will never get better";

"why do you even try? you are worthless";

"that's all you can do?"

this is what you have been hearing from lydia every lesson,every practice. you can't take it anymore. you are desperate for her validation.

she is your teacher,your conductor. she is the lydia tar. How could you dissapoint her so much?

"you are such a dissapointment."

you want her to praise you. you want to be the best,you hate seeing her praise other students who do better than you. you want to be as good as them,no,you want to be BETTER than them

"good girl"

you want her to call YOU a good girl. you want her to aknowledge your hard work..

19:37

the lesson had just ended,every student had left. You and her are alone in the hall.

she is fixing her hair which is up in a messy,loose ponytail. her shirt is slightly unbuttoned,tucked into her pants which where slightly baggy but still showed how small her waist was.

"what do you want now,y/n?" she asks with her raspy voice,perhaps from smoking so much,she looked at you with her pale blue eyes.

you couldn't talk,your throat went dry from anxiety. "Will she get mad? what if she will hate me even more now..?" you heard your thoughts.

"speak up." you heard her say.

you got closer to her,fidgeting with the end of your shirt. you took a deep breath,heart beating fast. "Why am i so nervous..?"

"I .." you bit your lip again. "i.. wanted to apologize for the .. the dissapointment that i've caused you." your voice broke. "i never wanted to be like this,i've been trying hard to please you and be the student you're proud of,miss Tar." your eyes were filling up with moist,she could see this and it made her chapped lips merge into a faint smirk.

"i will do everything to stay as your student,i will show you how .. how serious i take music,really,i will! i will do every-" you froze when you saw her get up and tower over you..she quite a tall woman,masculine appearance,no make up,her wrinlkles around her eyes make them even more alluring.

"Alright,alright .. i hear you." she looked down at you,pulling a strand of your hair behind your ear. "if you really want to show me how dedicated you are to music,how much you truly desire to be apart of my orchestra,how much you are willing to do to be my good little girl .. then i will let you."

her cold smirk got slightly more visible.

"i will see you at my apartment tonight,at 10PM. be on time and do not dissapoint me even more,got it?"

you couldn't say anything as your moist eyes dried up from shock and suddeness of this situation.

"my good little girl" is what echoed in your head. her good little girl..?

You will do everything for it,won't you?

all you could do is nod a little,while feeling her strong hands on your shoulders.

"i will do everything she desires. i will show you that i'm worth it." you thought,as your eyes filled up with determination.

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21:57

you got to her apartment and saw all its glory: very big,luxurious,lydia's photos and awards were on display. her office door was open and you could see her desk,a piano,some other instruments you couldnt really make out because the lights were off in the room.

you got called to her living room.

your heart was beating faster than before,you were determined to not dissapoint her. not anymore.

for about 30 minutes you two were talking,and while doing so you could feel her glance full of lust on yourself.

at the end,lydia put her hand on your thigh. Her eyes were eerily cold,like that one of a psychopath,you could see her slight smirk that was making you feel quite uncomfortable and worried.

"You said you would do everything for me to keep you in my team,no?" she said with her raspy voice. "i want you to prove it."

she pulled her hands from your thigh to your waist,pulling you down on her lap. her hand slid down under your dress,as she felt your cold yet soft skin.

her face got closer to your neck,her nose faintly touching it. her warm breath was one of the many things you could feel at that moment. then,you felt her chapped lips making a contact with your neck,kissing it.

your breath hatched as you felt her lips. your eyes widened a little,looking down at the floor while your hands were pressing into the back of the couch to keep yourself steady. your heart is beating incredibly fast,you're scared .. nervous .. excited.

Yes,this is what you had dreamt of.. every lesson when you got to sit close to this incredible,yet creepy woman,you felt her masculine perfume .. you had seen her veiny hands that you wished were wrapped around your neck,which,in fact,is happening right now.

her cold and rough left hand is on your neck as she bites down on it. she smirks again,feeling the fast pulse of her student's.

you couldn't remember anything after that,but you were already on her soft,luxurious king sized bed with lydia in front of you,laying right at your legs and holding them open .. her chapped lips are kissing your left inner thigh,her blue eyes piercing into you ..

her teeth teasingly bit into your plush thigh,then pulling back and sitting up. her hands pulled you closer to her and she looked down at your most vulnerable parts covered by thin fabric. she smirked again,satisfied with what was happening.

The older woman's overly veiny hands grabbed your panties,slowly pulling them down to reveal your most vulnerable part. her twisted smirk widened as she licked her lips a little and looked into your eyes.

"Can't wait for it,hm?" she said with a dark chuckle.

she was right,you couldn't wait for it. You wanted to be her favourite,you wanted her to praise you,to aknowledge your hard work and for her to finally fuck you.

"Show me what you are willing to do,Y/N."

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Part 1 is here <3

this little fic will have 2 parts and the 2nd one will be the smut. i promise,i'll post it soon! i'm sorry for being so inactive,i didn't feel like writting at all.

hope you liked it. Stay hydrated,eat well,take care of yourselves and i hope you all have a great day/night !!