Smuts (ft. Female Artists I Wanna Make Babies With 🥺💦)

Fuck Me Like You Hate Me (Lesy)

"Close your eyes," she says slowly and sternly. I continue to be defiant, "What if I don't want to?" She approaches me with this look that makes me shrink in aroused fear.

Her hand wraps around my throat and I moan while closing my eyes. The feeling was so new and I loved it. "When I tell you to do something, you do it. Do you understand?" She husks into my ear, hand tightening slightly.

"Mm, yes," I gasp. She releases me, much to my dismay. "Keep your eyes closed until I say so," she says. I do so and she praises me before I hear her go into our closet. My body is in flames now that I think I know what she has in mind.

About five minutes later, I hear her reenter the room and the fact that I don't know what she has exactly planned for me.

"Turn around and open your eyes, baby," her sweet, sexy voice says. I do as I'm told, putting my hands on either side of the vanity, gripping it. I see her in the reflection, top off and a hungry look in her eyes.

She comes up right behind me, and I gasp when I feel something pressed against my barely covered ass. One of her hands grabs onto my hip, digging into the skin. The other hand reaches up to move my hair off of my shoulder before planting a soft kiss on my sweet spot.

I wrap an arm around her, leaning my head back on her shoulder. "No, keep those gorgeous eyes open," she says in my ear and I obey easily. Our eyes meet in the reflection, a sly smirk on her face.

The hand that was on my hip goes up my back and quickly unhooks my bra. I let it fall down my arms and onto the floor. Both of her hands cup my exposed breasts, though she had a little trouble containing them.

"I love these," she says, now playing with my already stiff peaks. I let out a deep sigh, my eyes trained on hers as she continues her ministrations. I watch as a hand smooths down my stomach and into my bottoms.

My eyes roll back when I feel her talented fingers work me. A moan of her name slips pass my lips while her hands busied themselves. "Look at me," she whispers, not letting up her actions.

Our eyes meet again and I struggle to keep them on her when she swipes my slit and begin to rub me again. She pulls back much too soon, but thankfully, she pulls my bottoms down to my ankles and I step out of them.

"Spread your legs," she demands. A shiver went down my legs and back up to my wanton center. I do what she wants and I suddenly feel a stinging sensation on my ass and I lurch forward.

"Ah!" I wince, but it sounded more like a moan. She rubs the abused spot before giving me another harsh slap. And another. And another. Until I was literally dripping down my thighs.

She grabs the burning flesh and pushes onto me more. "Ready, baby?" I could barely speak, so I just nod. She suddenly pushes my face against the mirror and I feel her finger on me, soon going in me.

"Oh, fuck," I whine. My body is on fire, sweat pricking on my skin, some traveling down the valley between my breasts.

Her thrusts were slow and it was further frustrating me. I hear her chuckle lowly behind me. "Can't wait, huh?" I whimper out, "No."

She removes her fingers and placed them in my mouth. My mess envelopes my tastebuds and I hear her make an aroused noise, nails digging into the swell of my butt.

She mutters a curse under her breath then takes her fingers out abruptly. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I feel her drag the toy over my wetness a few times before entering me.

"Oh-," I gasp, my chest heaving. She continues on before drawing back and going in at a steady pace. I start to throw it back, but she grips my hips tightly, halting me.

"No, you get what I give you, slut," her tone making me slicker than I already was. The name she called me further excites me.

She thrusts deeper and faster, making my eyes roll back a bit at how good and exciting this new feeling is.

"Aahh!" I moan when she hits a certain spot that creates pleasant tremors going down my legs. She hits it repeatedly, smoothing a hand up my back before grabbing a fistful of my hair, and pulling me up so that her front was pressed against me.

I bite my lip, feeling her nip, lick, and suck on my neck and shoulder while fucking me a little faster. "You like that?" She whispers in my ear before taking the top of my ear between her teeth.

"Y-Yeah," I moan, feeling overwhelming pleasure from this.

"I bet you do, bitch," she growls, going faster, causing me to scream her name.

Fuck, I'm already in love with this side of her.

She pushes me back down on top of the dresser, punishing me deliciously. I could barely contain my moans and the river that came out of me. Her hand comes in contact with my faintly stinging skin once again, "Fuck!"

She puts her free hand over my mouth, leaning into my ear "Shut the fuck up!" She grits before hitting my spot again. Tears flood my eyes since the pleasure has become too much, but for the life of me, I didn't want to stop.

I sob out her name in muffled ecstasy as I cum all over the toy.

"Throw it back," she demands and I instantly comply, hearing the slapping out thighs make when they connect. She moves her hands to my breasts again, squeezing and playing with them while I feel the toy stretch me out and fill me up in the best possible way.

"What's my fucking name?" She growls, looking at me in the mirror. Her golden face shining with a thin layer of sweat. Damn, my baby is sexy.

"Ungh, L-Leigh," I whimper.

"No... what's my name?" She grits, a hand traveling up to my neck before she chokes me. "What's my name, slut?" I feel another wave coming in as I struggle to speak, legs shaking tremendously.

"D-Daddy," I gasp out when she hardens her thrusts. "Oh, fuck," I drop my head from the intensity, but she pulls my hair and makes me look back at her.

"Say it again," she lets out a strained moan of her own, watching my every move. "Daddy," I repeat, feeling myself succumb to my pleasure, my moans frequent and high.

To my dismay, she abruptly pulls out and my legs nearly gave out on me. "Turn around," I obey, being met with those black, lustful eyes that also burned my skin. I lean back against the dresser, watching as she hooks one of my legs on her hips and then positions the toy back at my entrance.

Without warning, she snaps her hips and continues to fuck me like before. I wrap my arms around her neck, looking up at her and biting my lip. She buries her face in my neck, gripping my waist.

I feel her suck on my sweet spot harshly. Deciding to beat her at her own game, I dig my nails in her soft back and scratched her. She arches into me with a pained hiss then thrusts faster.

Things were falling off of the dresser and the mirror itself was hitting the wall.

It all felt too good that I ended up cumming again.

My face was drenched in tears and sweat, staring into her eyes as she pulls out. A flood escapes from between my legs and she crouches down and immediately cleans my mess up.

I tangle my hands in her hair as I feel her write her name on me. A string of curses, moans, hisses, and her name echo around the room. After she was done and I came on her face, she comes up with my juices on her chin and mouth.

Fuck, I love when she looks like that.

I pull her up and bring her face to mine, attacking her face with my tongue. My honey-like taste fills my mouth as I clean her face then dove for her soft lips. We both release guttural moans, holding each other close; bodies gluing together.

When we break from each other, panting, the hard, dominant look in her eyes soften.

"You know I'm not done with you... right, slut?"

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*Long overdue, 'm sorryboutit, but y'all gotta understand that these smuts be having me 🥵👅💦🍆 especially this one since it's another based off a true experience smut... you're welcome