valentinerots
eating a sub out from the back and gripping onto her hips every time she squirms, slapping her pretty pussy and ass until they’re bright red and she’s whining in both pleasure and pain
had a great time with my vibe this morning - definitely one of my loudest 💦
full audio & more on my fansly 💕
after lots of edging this audio pushed me off the edge.. I also just noticed it's 1am.. hope I wasn’t too loud..
Source: fans.ly
"Keep going."// Shuri Udaku
Shuri x Black Fem Reader.
A/n : heyyy guyssss i missed y'all!
Readers kinda naive cuz i love me some corruption🦦.
Warnings : Guided Masturbation.Praise.Voice kink.Overstimulation.Phone sex.
Divider from @firefly-graphics :)
Word count: I forgot 💀.
You can't deny the way your body reacts when she's near you, or pressed up against you with her intoxicatingly accented voice in your ear and making your knees buckle.
She'd been gone on many long missions making you two have to be in a very much rocky long distance relationship and you missed her and her voice so much.
Shit, her voice.
It was so different. Low, commanding and raspy, sealed perfectly with an african accent.
You picked up your phone and called her.
"Hey usana." Her voice sounded annoyed.
"Are you okay you sound... annoyed a bit."
You mutter, sitting up straight.
"Iam. This fucking mission is stressing me out."
"Oh im sorry i wish i was there to help you feel better." You reply, looking down to the ground.
"I miss you a lot baby tell me what's on your mind." She wonders off topic.
"Hmm an orgasm." You say blurt out and your body stills upon realizing what you'd just said and your face instantly heats up.
You hold your breath, waiting for her response.
"Orgasms, huh?"
"And what about them?"
You go quiet, not knowing what to say.
"I can't help you if you don't tell me what you want." She says, her voice so smooth and calm but you still hear that commanding tone. Urging you to speak.
You stay silent, even though you weren't speaking to her face you still couldn't muster up the courage to say it.
She starts to tsks you and you can almost hear the smile in her voice. "You want one don't you?"
Just say yes you think to yourself all you needed to do was say yes. Why was it so hard?
"Stop holding off and answer the question nkosazana." She commands.
"Yes." Your voice is meek and hesitant.
"I'll teach you how to give yourself one right now."
"Really ?" You whisper, glancing around the empty room.
"Ndixelele ufuna ntoni." She commands into the phone.
("Tell me what you want.")
"Okay."
"You're going to listen to whatever I say and you're going to answer all of my questions." And then she pauses. "And you're going to do whatever I tell you, without questioning me."
"Okay."
"Good." She hums. "Get up and walk towards your bedroom." She speaks.
You still stand on your wobbly legs and make your way towards the hall.
You make your way into your bedroom but her voice stops you. "Walk into that other bedroom beside yours." You turn towards the door next to yours.
Twisting the door knob open, you step into the room and its dark.
The lights flicker on when you enter and you turn around to take in your surroundings.
The room is about the same size as your bedroom.
"You see the panel on the far right wall?"
"Open it."
You slowly make your way towards it.
You seen an opening with the panel attached to the wall and you find a screen inside.
You follow Shuri's instructions as she guides you through making your way into the security system of all sorts and when you get to a numbered screen, she speaks again. "Hit number eight."
"What does it do?" You ask, glancing around after you've pressed the button.
"It activates the cameras for me."
Your mouth runs dry at the sound of her voice and the thought of her watching you makes your body heat up.
"And what are those for?"
"I want to watch you." She says, her voice drops an octave and that's when your breathing starts to pick up.
You look around the room in search for the cameras but you can't find them.
It's like she's reading your mind because she answers your question just a second later.
"Right above the bed. Look up at the ceiling, you'll see a small flashing red light that means there's a live feed of you being sent right to me."
You move a step closer to the bed. There's a faint red flashing light coming from somewhere behind the mirror.
"On your back on the bed and put me on speaker."
You climb onto the bed and lay on your back, putting the phone on speaker and setting it next to your ear.
Your heart is literally pounding, you focus on the flashing light staring right back at you as you glance up at the ceiling.
She's watching you.
She's not here physically, but you still feel just as flustered. Your palms are all sweaty even though the room is cold.
How could her voice make you feel like this?
"Shuri." You breathe out, a hint of desperation in your voice.
"Yeah, baby?"
"I..." You trail off not knowing what to say.
"Speak up ndixelele ukuba ucinga ntoni." ("Speak up and tell me what you're thinking.")
The soft way in which her demanding voice lures you in has your lips parting and the words slipping right out of your mouth. "Ndiyakufuna" Your voice is barely above a whisper. ("I want you.")
You hear some shuffling on the other end and amidst the silence, you notice the way her breathing starts to slightly increase.
"Spread your legs apart."
You force your legs apart, a whine escaping your lips.
"Touch yourself for me."
You stop breathing, the room stills and your ears fill with the thumping sound of your heartbeat.
She wanted you to do what?
"You want to feel good, yeah?"
"Yeah."
She hums. "Though so."
You wait for her next instructions.
"Lift your shirt."
You bring your hands down to the hem of your shirt you slowly start to lift it above your stomach, exposing yourself.
"Higher." Her gaze somehow manages to burn through your skin even though she's not with you.
You lift your shirt higher so that the underside of your breasts peek out cool air pokes at your bare breasts as you lift your shirt higher the material pools around your neck like a necklace.
A satisfied exhale runs in your ear, "Fuck." She breathes under her breath before going silent.
"Touch them."
"I want to see you touch them."
Your hand slowly moves up, your fingers coming in contact with your skin as you move your fingers along the swell of your breast.
You bite down on your lower lip to suppress the gasp coming up your throat.
Your touch felt so foreign.
You touch yourself here all the time, but it's never felt like this.
Why? You wonder.
Because you're not picturing your hands anymore.
Your picturing long, slender inked ones.
Your hands subconsciously starts to squeeze and knead your breasts and you let out a moan as you throw your head back into the sheets.
"Move your hand lower." Her voice echoes in your ear and you can hear her breathing through the line, telling you that you're not the only one affected by this.
With a whimper, you listen to her trailing your fingers down your body. "How low?" You breathe out, her voice having a deranged sort of power over you.
"Until you're hand is buried inside those little shorts that have been driving me insane." She says.
Your nails skim across the band of your shorts.
You trail your gaze lower to see your hand moving along the band of your shorts and without another word, you slip your hand beneath the band of your shorts, gasping out at how good it feels when you come in contact with the skin beneath.
Shuri's harsh breathing in your ear only furthers your body as your pussy clenches.
"Tell me what you feel." She murmurs.
You look up at the camera, releasing your lower lip as you force the words out of your mouth your fingers move along your slit. "Im so fucking wet." You whisper.
"All for me usana?"
" Yes." You breathe out turning your head.
Her low tsks fill the line once again. "Face up." She says harshly into the line.
"Don't look away from me again." She snaps and you snap your head back up to face the flashing red light.
"I wanna see the look on your face when you come."
Her words. They were so lewd and direct.
Meanwhile, your hand beneath your shorts starts to slowly rub at the sensitive skin that tingles under your touch while you wait for her instruction.
Her accented voice rasps into the line a moment later and you can feel her gaze on your sex.
"Spread those pretty little legs wide apart and show me how good you're gonna give it to yourself go on."
You don't waste any time. You spread your legs apart further.
You rub at your clit crying out in pleasure and throwing your head back while your free hand subconsciously comes up to cover your breast.
"That's a good girl." Her voice sounds in your ear you moan out at the sound of her voice, loving the way she's praising you. "Just like that."
Her words give you the confidence to continue and your fingers rub in slow torturous circles your hips start to buckle off the bed and your eyes shut.
"Keep going." Her voice is demanding but you can't help but relish in the deep guttural tone.
"Don't fucking stop."
The thought of her watching you and enjoying it makes your fingers move faster and you tug at your hard nipple, rolling it between your fingers.
The movements are so foreign to you yet they come so easily as you listen to your body and her guiding voice.
Without even realizing it, you softly moan out her name. "Shuri."
"You having thoughts about me, Baby?" She's taunting you.
She wasn't wrong.
They were thoughts about how her slender tatted hands would fit perfectly around the swells of your breasts and how the smooth metal of the rings she wore would feel against your burning skin.
You wanted her to touch you.
"Yes." you exhale.
"Tell me what I'm doing to you in those thoughts."
You swallow, your face flushing with heat.
"Am I rubbing your clit and fucking you with my fingers or am I burying my head between your legs and devouring your sweet little pussy?"
You gasp out at her vulgar words.
Your fingers circle your clit faster and you pinch your nipple to a point where it's painful. "The first one." You cry out.
You rub faster, feeling a buildup of tension that's begging to be released.
"Say it." She demands in a low murmur and you can feel her eyes moving from your body up to your face. "And keep your eyes on me while you do."
You stare up at the flashing red light, knowing that she's watching you.
"You're." You exhale shakily. "You're rubbing my clit..."
"Go on. You can finish the sentence."
"And..." You force out vulgar the words. "Fucking me with your fingers."
She hums in approval.
"Who knew hearing you cuss would sound so fucking good."
"It does?" Your panting and so so close, you just don't want her to stop talking.
Your hand rubs at your clit faster.
"Umhm." She hums. "It makes me want to do bad things to you." She confesses and you feel her eyes trail down your body.
You rub faster, another moan escaping you as your body starts to pulse.
The world around you starts to disappear as a wave of tension builds up.
You force your eyes open and up towards the camera as your body pulses and you can feel it coming. Your body tingles and shakes in anticipation before you're thrown over the edge.
Your body lights up, your lips part on their own, it's a feeling you've never experienced and with a loud moan, you cum your body instantly going limp as you sink back into the mattress you embrace the wave of immense pleasure and euphoria rushing through your veins.
Her voice breaks through the barrier. "Keep going!"
You look up at her in confusion as you force your hand to continue rubbing.
You squirm as you force yourself to rub, the overstimulation getting to be too much.
You whimper in protest but she doesn't seem to care. "Harder." She bites out.
Your face scrunches up and you whine out, not being able to take it.
" Shit shuri! I can't."
"Faster! I don't care."
You throw your head back as your body squirms and buckles, while your hand continues to do as she says.
"Tell me what you want." She demands.
You gasp out and bury your head into the sheets.
" Tell me to stop." You whine out, knowing that you could easily stop on your own, but you didn't want to.
Not until she told you to.
"No." Is what she says and your eyes widen as you start to feel yet another orgasm approaching.
"Now, this time when you come. You're going to ask permission first." She exhales.
Your eyes widen again in protest. You can feel the familiar buildup working it's way through your sensitive body.
"Keep those legs spread apart." She commands and you realize that you'd been closing them together.
You spread them out and pant as your hips lift off the mattress and your back arches off the bed, a loud moan filling your ears.
"Keep going." She demands, her voice not so nice anymore.
Your body starts to pulse and shake. "Can I come?" You repeat, not knowing what to say exactly in a situation like this.
"Not yet."
You whimper and whine, forcing the urge to release back down as you writhe against the sheets, awaiting her command.
She takes her time. Watching you suffer and squirm until finally, she decides to let you come.
"Come"
And just like that, you explode, a strangled sound escaping your lips as you throw your head back and shut my eyes, your body going completely limp against the bed.
Your body is sweaty, your hair is clinging to your forehead you pant coming down from my high.
You glance up at the flashing red light through tired eyes.
But her voice breaks you of the trance.
"You're not done."
What more could she possibly want from you?
"Taste yourself for me."
"And look up at me when you do it."
You bring your hand coated in your cum out of your pants and bring fingers up to the seam of your lips.
Staring up at her, you part your lips and slip your fingers coated in your arousal into your mouth. Sucking them clean as her heavy breathing fills the line.
You slowly take your time licking and sucking your cum off of your fingers, marvelling in the satisfied little noises of approval she lets out.
"Good fucking girl" she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper.
"How does it taste? Usana i bet a good girl like you tastes real sweet."
"Yeah i taste so fucking good ."
You lay there as the wave of euphoria slowly starts to leave your body.
A/n : WELL THAT WAS PHEWW.
GN CUZ IM TIREDDD !
my only personality trait is being sleepy n liking women
I wanna fuck you in front of a mirror so you can see yourself coming undone for me like the good little toy you are
There’s nothing like having you on all fours with your head stuffed into the sheets that are muffling your cries to fuck you harder
valentinerots
thinking about bending a pretty girl over my knee as i play with her pussy until she’s dripping wet all over my thigh <3 teasing her hole until she’s just a whiny mess <33 such a hopeless and needy baby <333
Oh but baby I could watch you ride me for hours. I love watching you bounce on my strap with cum dripping down your leg.
Keep going, until I say stop
"No, you're done cumming when I say you're done." 😵💫😵💫😵💫
Baby I know you’re not in the mood. But what if you sucked my strap to get it nice and wet, and I fucked that attitude out of you?
Tying your hands to the headboard so I can eat you out making you cum over and over, feeling your thighs tremble as you beg me to stop after you cum each time. But then begging me to keep going every time you get close again ✨
freakyfuckdomme
I wanna spread a girl’s legs and slap her pussy so hard she’s crying and cumming at the same time. I’d let other lesbians slap her pussy too, but then when she’s nice and sore, I’d fuck her till she can’t walk a foot.
I’d love a shy princess on my strap right now, just have her sit on it to warm it up, not letting her move an inch so she could relieve the ache between her legs. I’m just eyeing her up and down, watching how she’s blushing and she is dripping wet. Let two fingers brush over her cunt just enough to soak them a bit before I make her suck them clean, make her taste herself like the good slut she is. And then, I’m going to make her tell me all the dirty fantasies she has, the ones that she’s touching herself to, but she’s just so shy. She’s a stuttering mess because my strap is stretching her out so good and she just wants me to pin her down and destroy her pretty little hole. But of course I won’t do that until she tells me what she wants me to do. Come on, be a good girl for mommy. Use your words. I’ll make you feel so, so good if you do as I say.
I’d love a shy princess on my strap right now, just have her sit on it to warm it up, not letting her move an inch so she could relieve the ache between her legs. I’m just eyeing her up and down, watching how she’s blushing and she is dripping wet. Let two fingers brush over her cunt just enough to soak them a bit before I make her suck them clean, make her taste herself like the good slut she is. And then, I’m going to make her tell me all the dirty fantasies she has, the ones that she’s touching herself to, but she’s just so shy. She’s a stuttering mess because my strap is stretching her out so good and she just wants me to pin her down and destroy her pretty little hole. But of course I won’t do that until she tells me what she wants me to do. Come on, be a good girl for mommy. Use your words. I’ll make you feel so, so good if you do as I say.
I want to fuck you with my strap while I hold your jaw so tight, forcing you to look into my eyes while making you get closer and closer to cumming.
“That’s it baby, be a good girl and cum for daddy!” ✨
shoutout to subs who pull your hair while you go down on them
slutschooled