IT x reader (Imagines)

Puff Puff Pass (Richie x Reader) (smut)

THEY ARE 18 IN THIS AND SENIORS IN HIGH SCHOOL FOR THE SAKE OF THIS STORY PLEASE DON'T COME FOR ME
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It was the typical Saturday night shenanigans with the gang. Richie bought some weed called 'Jamaican Sunset'. By that name you knew you guys were really going to get fucked up and Richie had bought a ton of it so it was guaranteed. Ben never really came to your weekly smoke sessions since he had work and didn't want to jeopardize his employment status by showing up smelling like weed. He was definitely the most responsible out of the seven of you.
"When the fuck is Rich getting here," you asked "I want to be stoned out of my mind by 8:30 and it's currently 8:15!"
"Probably getting his dick wet," Stan replied. You didn't know why but the thought of Richie with another girl made your blood boil. You groaned extremely loud at that comment which made Bev and Bill laugh. "What the hell are you two laughing at?" you asked annoyed.
"Oh nothing," Bev giggled. Somehow her giggle pissed you off just enough for you to snap back. "No, no Bev spit it out," you snapped. With almost perfect cinematic timing Richie bursts through Stan's basement door. "The goods have arrived!" Richie yelled entering the room.
"Oh thank God," you groaned.
"Rich what kept you so long?" Stan questioned "I 100% believe it was because you were fucking some chic you met on the way over here." God you wanted to slap Stan for saying that. Your blood only boiled hotter from that statement. "Contrary to popular belief," Richie started "I was not. I'm saving all my pent up energy for a very lucky lady." Bill and Bev started laughing hysterically at you as your face turned beet red. If life had been a cartoon you would have steam coming out of your ears by now.
You were prepared to rock that girls shit once you find out who she is. You would never admit this but you've had the biggest crush in Richie for the past 3 years. It was painful to hear him talk about girls and stuff around you but it was something you had to deal with if you weren't going to pony up and tell him.
"Can we just smoke please!" Eddie yelled. His outburst surprised you. You had kind of forgotten he was there. "Yes, please Richie just roll me a joint already!" you huff.
"Who died and made you queen," Richie laughed. You just rolled your eyes and giggled. You could never be mad at Richie for long. He was perfect to you. Everything about him from his messy hair, to his glasses, to his shitty sense of style. He. Was. Perfect. You were so lost in thought you didn't even notice someone sit on the couch next to you. "Hey," Richie whispered in your ear "whatcha thinkin' 'bout." You jump a little as you snap back to reality. "N-nothing," you respond.
Your eyes were trained on Richie as he lit the joint he had rolled for you. You couldn't believe how pretty his big brown eyes were. He had gotten contacts sophomore year and therefore never really wore his coke bottle lenses that he desperately needed before. Richie took a hit and proceeded to blow smoke rings into the air. You were absolutely mesmerized. He took another hit and passed you the joint. "You look really pretty tonight," Richie smirked.
"Thank you," you respond quietly. You couldn't help but blush as you took the joint from Richie's hand. You took a a few hits of the joint and passed it back to him. You couldn't stop thinking about what he had said. You weren't wearing anything out of the ordinary either...just a black mock neck cropped tank, mom jeans, and your doc martins with yellow ladder laces ;which had been kicked off at the door upon Stans request. You only snapped out of thought when you felt Richie rest his arm over your shoulder. "Wanna try something cool?" he asked.
"Sure," you respond out of breathe "W hat is it?" You couldn't help but blush when he was this close to you. You had all the time in the world to take in his scent. God damn it did he smell fucking good minus the tang of weed on his clothes. Vanilla maybe? No definitely maple! He chuckled as you got lost in thought again.
"It's called shotgunning," he smirked again "You've heard of it before right?" You shook your head no while your blush continued to grow. Richie tilted your chin up to look at him. "Just do as I say okay?" he smiles. You just nod like and idiot as he explains what you have to do very vaguely. "Just keep your mouth open alright," he says as you follow his orders.
Richie takes a long hit from the joint and hold the smoke in his mouth. He begins to lean in your direction while gently tilting you head up to face him. As he gets closer you begin to panic unsure of what is to come next. He slowly brings his lips to yours barely touching them and releases the smoke from his mouth into yours. You breathe in the smoke as he blows it in. As his hooded eyes come into view you release the smoke through your nose.
"Did you like that?" he asks now moving his hand so that it is now caressing your cheek. You can't help but turn tomato red after that. "Y-yeah I did actually," you start "Could we do that again but without the smoke?"
"So you mean like kissing?" he asked as a small blush falls across his cheeks.
"I-um I guess yeah," you stumble "Only if the girl you'd waste your pent up energy on is me."
"What do you think?"
"I don't know" you respond quietly. You look down at your hands in your lap as the world slowly starts to become altered. Richie moves even closer to you as he attempts to tilt your head up to face him. "Hey," he says in a more stern voice "Look at me please." You give in to his touch and look up at him. He caresses your cheek again and gently pulls your face towards him. His lips connect with yours so gently as if he's terrified you'd break in his grasp.
You kiss him back with full passion in every connection you make with his plush lips. He pulls you into his lap as the two of you continue to be swarmed with passion. The two of you break for a second as Richie whispers "Why on Earth would it be anyone else but you?" You just giggled as he ran a hand through your hair. You leaned in to continue kissing him. The entire room fills with hoots and hollers of your supportive friends. "Get a fucking room!" Stan yells from across the room.
   "Don't mind if we do," Richie says as he gets up and you wrap your legs around his waist. Stans parents had gone on a couples trip so Richie knew no one would be up stairs to stop the two of you. On the way to the guest room Richie wastes no time leaving marks on the exposed parts of your neck.
   As soon as the two of you get inside the room Richie instantly shuts and locks the doors behind you. Richie sets you down on the bed as he peppers kisses on your jaw line. You had never noticed how much larger he was than you until just now. He was at least over 6 feet at this point and had gained a bit of muscle mass. The difference in size was almost intoxicating to you and it turned you on even more.
   "Do you actually want to do this?" Richie asked nervously.
   "Of course I do," you smile "I'm gonna remember my first for the rest of my life and I wouldn't want it to be with anyone else but you!" Richie smiled as he crashed his lips into yours. He then moved from your lips to your cheek and then began to nibble on your ear as he nearly ripped off his shirt. You didn't hesitate to run your freshly done nails up and down his newly exposed abdomen.
Your shirt was next on his list of things to remove. With one swift motion the fabric was gone leaving your breasts fully exposed for Richie's pleasure. Richie begins to attack your collar bone as he fumbles to get your jeans off.
You can hardly hold back your moans as he finally finds a sweet spot a fucking runs with it. Biting, licking, sucking you name it he's doing that. He finally undoes your jeans and you help him pull them off of you. He soon decides to take a break from his ruthless attack of your collar bone to take in your entire body.
"Holy fuck you're gorgeous," he exclaims with his jaw dropping. "Black lace too?" he questions as he tugs at your panties "You really know how to drive me crazy don't you babygirl?" All you can do it blush and look away from him. He smirks at your bashfulness.
Richie could feel himself getting harder the more you squirmed beneath him. It gave him a sense of power he had never felt before. It was invigorating to him. He began to attack your breasts as he dipped a single finger into your heat. You couldn't help but moan as Richie pumped his finger at an extremely slow rate. He only smirked and added another finger still moving at his sluggish pace.
"You like that babygirl?" he purred as he detached from your breast. You whimper and nod your head as he continues. "Do you want me to go faster?" he smirks down at you, his eyes now filled with lust. All you could do was moan and squirm against his touch.
"Oh, come on princess use your words," a slight evil girl grew across his face "If you don't daddy's gonna punish you. You understand don't you princess?"
"Yes," you respond as your breath hitched.
"Yes, what?" he growled.
"Yes daddy."
"That's a good girl," he praised. Every name he called you was like a drug and every new pet name was another injection of it. "Faster," you moaned "Please daddy! Harder!"
"Only because you said please," he purrs as he speeds up his motions. Your body curls as he picks up to an ungodly pace. Richie connects his lips to yours in an effort to conceal your breathy moans. Even though everyone knew exactly what the two of you were doing he still wanted to be discreet.
   Richie soon decides you've been stretched out enough and removes his fingers from inside of you. You let out a groan of disapproval at the emptiness you are now experiencing hoping to God he isn't finished with you. "Don't worry babygirl," he gently smiles as he begins to undo his pants "Daddy isn't finished with you yet." You bite your bottom lip as he pulls down his boxers.
   His cock sprung out as soon as the fabric barrier was removed and stuck close to his stomach. You didn't expect him to be small but you honestly didn't expect him to be THAT big. He let out a deep chuckle to the look of slight panic on your face. "Afraid it's not gonna fit?" he asks with a gentler tone in his voice. You nod you head in response blushing deeply at the fact that this was your first time and you truly knew nothing.
   "Don't worry princess," he says softly "Daddy won't hurt you. I know what I'm doing. We'll go slow at first okay?" You nod again in response still at a loss for words. Richie bends down and rips open a condom that was in his wallet. He may look and sound stupid but he certainly wasn't stupid enough to get a girl pregnant.
   After rolling on the condom he presses the head of his cock up against your clit. He begins to rub the tip up and down your slit just to toy with you a bit. He can't help but enjoy the power he has over you at this point. Every little touch he makes has your hot and moaning. It really made him want to fuck the shit out of you. However, he knew this was your first time and he really didn't want to hurt you. He had to keep this cool. He didn't want to hurt the girl of his dreams.
   "You ready princess?" he asks placing his tip right on your entrance.
    "Yes daddy," you respond slightly out of breath. Without another word he thrusts deep inside you. You let out a cry of pain as you are being stretched out. Richie stays perfectly still as he waits for you to adjust to his size.
   "I'm going to start moving. Okay baby?" he asks carefully.
   "Okay daddy," you respond eyes wide. He begins to thrust slowly in and out of you. Every motion becomes more pleasurable and less painful as the seconds pass. You begin to whine due to the pace being too slow once again. "What's wrong babygirl?" Richie asks concerned at first, but after seeing your face he knows what he needs to do "You want daddy to go faster don't you?"
   "Y-yes please," you moan. Without even thinking Richie slams himself balls deep inside of you. You scream in pleasure as he starts to hit the right spot. 
"Richie!" you cry out.  This outburst only causes him to thrust harder "That's not my name right now princess," he growls into your ear "Who am I slut?"
   All you could let out was a breathy moan as he continued to ram inside you. You yelped as a firm hand made contact with your bare ass. "Answer me!" he growled aggressively. He continued to grip onto your ass as a faint 'daddy' left your lips. "Is my pretty little whore getting too fucked out to scream for her daddy?" he taunts. All you could do was nod with half lidded eyes. "Too bad sweet cheeks. I want you to scream so loud everyone knows who the fuck you belong to, ya got that?" he whispers in your ear as he smacked your ass again. You can't help but shiver at the sensation of his hot breath against your sensitive skin.
   Your vision started to go blurry as you grew closer to your release. Richie already knew you were close by how tight you were getting around him. "Are you close baby?" he whispers.
   "Uh-huh," is all that could escape your lips.
   "Who's gonna make you cum princess?" he growls
   "Y-you!"
   "Who's gonna make you cum you little slut?"
   "You daddy!" you are so close to your release you could barely keep your eyes open. Richie slams into you a few more times before asking again. "Who is making you cum pretty girl!" he lets out in an animalistic tone.
    "YOU DADDY!" you scream as you begin to cum "Ah-uh-uhhh" is all you can let out as your eyes roll back.
   "That's my good little girl," Richie praises as he presses a gentle kiss on your cheek. You can't help but smile at how gentle he's being now. He takes off and ties off the condom to dispose of it.
   After throwing out the condom Richie pulls you into his lap. He simply nuzzles his head into your neck as he holds you. Richie starts to rub his face all over your neck which makes you giggle. "What are you doing?" you giggle.
   "Making my babygirl smell like me," he responds seriously "What does it look like I'm doing?" You couldn't help but smile at how stupid he sounded. Soon enough you pull his head from your neck and place your foreheads together.
   "How was your first time princess?" he asked sincerely.
   "Absolutely perfect," you respond with a smile. The two of you are about to kiss when Richie hears a few chuckles coming from outside the door. Trying to not make a sound Richie buttons you up into his shirts and he pulls on his boxers. He places a finger over his lip to signal you to be quiet. You quietly nod and let a meek smile fall across your face.
   Richie tiptoes over to the door as to not make a sound. The childish giggling and still be heard and by the energy in the room you knew Richie was ready to beat up whoever was on the other side. As he flings open the door Bill and Eddie land flat on their asses. The two boys get up from their places and begin to run down the long hallway.
   "Bill I will rock your shit so hard that your lips and your lights'll get knocked out!" Richie yells.
   "R-r-really daddy," Bill yells back. Richie was just about ready to run after the two boys when he felt your arms wrap around his waist.
   "Can you just stay here and cuddle with me please?" you ask in a quiet voice. Richie can't help but smile as he turns around. "Of course I will, Y/N." he responds as he looks deeply into your eyes.
   After a little while of cuddling Richie clears his throat causing you to wake up a little bit from the light slumber you had just reached. "Hey," he says in a slightly nervous tone.
   "Mhm," you sleepily respond.
   "I um," he starts "I love you! Like I've loved you for years and it's alright if you don't love me back i completely understand if you don't!"
   "Richie," you cut him off "I love you too." He couldn't help but get a goofy smile on his face. The smile you loved to see. All he could do was shower you with kisses he was so over come with joy. Everything was just perfect. You wished you could've gotten to stay like that forever.