Shuri The Type To Chase You Around With The Belt As A Joke But Literally Starts Convulsing When You Do

Shuri the type to chase you around with the belt as a joke but literally starts convulsing when you do it to her

Also look at baby me

This is killin me I can’t

I wanna see shuri use an old ass computer…

I wanna see her fall apart

PLOT TWIST HAD ME BAFFLED

Sweet Embrace 

riri x stoner!reader

➳ word count - 1.5k

➳ synopsis - when riri joins girlfriend, (your name), in a smoke session, it can only end in one way.

➳ includes - sexual situations (18+), smut, vulgar language, mutual masturbation, munch!reader, tribbing, marijuana, aftercare, fluff.

who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

"SpongeBob SquarePants," you sang. Your head dangled from the sofa, with your legs in the air.

Moving into an apartment instead of a dorm was the best thing you could've done this semester. On days like this, with no work or school, you enjoyed the freedom and space. You ate dry cereal and now indulged in children's cartoons. Although, the show didn't seem too childlike.

As the episode was beginning, someone knocked on the door. You glanced over, and figured, 'If I ignore them, they'll go away. Shrugging, you tuned into the episode, the health inspector would be coming to the Krusty Krab. However, the knocking continued, giving you no other option, but to roll off the sofa, and force yourself to answer.

Yanking the door open, a grin quickly replaced the frown. Riri Williams, with her arms crossed, stood on the other side. Her backpack loosely hanging from her hand. The tightly fitted athletic wear was a sight to see, adding the recently done, bohemian braids, she was serious pressure.

"Finally," she said, walking past you.

"Sorry baby, I thought you were somebody else," you laughed, grabbing your ashtray and grinder.

"Who did you think I was?" She asked, kicking her shoes off, and sitting down, before you followed, breaking down the tobacco-filled cigar.

"I don't know, I forgot you were coming over," you said, focusing on licking the paper, making it sticky.

"You're doing that now? Didn't you say you had finals coming up? You should be studying She lectured you, but you only grinned, piling the herb grinds on the paper.

"Shouldn't you be studying? Elijah sent me a picture of the answer key," you said, carefully closing the bulky blunt, and sealing it with a lick.

"Trust me, I don't need studying, and you need to stop cheating," She scolded again. You went to a different school than her, much less prestige than MIT. You weren't even dedicated to school, only going because if you didn't your parents would've been on you like white on rice. You only met due to a mutual friend, when she came to a party at your school.

"My fault mamas, I know you're on your big brain shit," you said, laying your head back as you sparked the lighter, deeply inhaling. Holding the smoke in, you made eye contact with Riri, nearly choking, as you burst out laughing.

"Let me try it," she said, eyeing the blunt.

“You never wanted it bef-

"But I want to try it now," she said. Groaning, you took a puff, carefully placing it into her fingers. Copying you, she held in the smoke, slowly exhaling.

"I see why you do this," she laughed, licking her lips, as she looked your way.

"You want another hit?"

"I feel like I'm floating," Riri said, laying on the sofa.

"It usually has that effect when you're not used to it," you said, taking a sip of water.

"There is something else," she said, her eyes hanging low.

"What's that?"

"I'm so horny," she said, clenching her legs together.

"That also happens, sometimes," you said, your breath rigid, as she crawled by you.

"We should do something about it," she whispered, her hand moving in between your legs. Sitting back, you opened your legs, watching as she hovered over you.

"What do you wanna do then baby?" You asked, licking your lips. She only hummed in response, pressing her fingers against your clothed cunt.

"Everything," she whispered, leaning closer in your face, and biting your lip. Hissing, you held back the moans, grinding into her fingers, as they slowly moved in circular motions.

Your hand moved up her side, to the lavender tank top she wore. Lowering the front enough for her perky breast to be free, they quickly hardened from the cool air. Immediately, you latched your mouth to them, giving them both attention equally.

Riri's mouth hung open slightly, as her hand slid into the sweatpants you wore, past your panties, to your bare clit. Gasping, you teasingly bit her areoles, twirling your tongue around them. Tugging at the black leggings, you lowered them, while spreading your legs more.

"Fuck, you're so wet baby, take this off," she said, pulling away, giving you the opportunity to strip. When you both stood completely nude, as you went to go in your spot, she had already jumped into your lap.

Opening your legs more, she went back to rubbing your clit. Returning the action, you slowly rubbed her clit. Batting her eyelashes at you, it didn't take long before her tongue was in your mouth.

"You're gonna make me cum," she groaned, your eyelids hanging low, as you threw your head back.

"Riri, you're so fine baby," you smirked, your body jerking as she moved your hands to her breast, cupping them. She began grinding, the wetness spreading onto your leg.

Moving to the empty seat next to you, she laid back, pulling you close. In between her legs, you laid, accepting every tender kiss she offered. Starting from her mouth, you inched lower, attending to every curve, until reaching her glistening cunt.

"Such a pretty pussy, you complimented, placing soft kisses there, her fingers found their way, buried in your [hair].

Nose deep, the sound of slurping could be heard over the loudness of the television, her moans being motivation.

"You're gonna make me cum doing that," she whined, the sight of you maintaining eye contact, only aroused her more. Caressing her inner thigh, your fingers teased her entrance, licking away any creams, sucking the swelling clit.

Clenching and pulsating, you felt against your tongue, mesmerized, heavily breathing, as it dragged across the soaking cunt.

"I'm cumming," Riri cried out, her body flinching, going through the process of the natural high. While her legs shook, you simply chuckled, holding them open, continuing to feast on the delicacy.

"So sweet," you chirped, lifting towards her, the juices ran freely down your chin.

"Let me taste," she snickered, licking the residue that nearly fell, before passionately kissing your mouth.

The ravishing makeout soon slowed, turning to deep pecks. Grabbing the nearest throw pillow that decorated the sofa, Riri positioned it. Propping herself up, she scooted up, while you sat up.

Crossing your leg over hers, you adjusted, aligning yourselves. The view below caused your stomach to flutter, the braids, wildly flowing, the smudged lip liner and gloss, and the bare figure.

"Ride my pussy baby, cum all over me," she encouraged. Pulling the premade blunt from behind your ear, you reached for the lighter, lighting the Mary Jane.

Inhaling you smiled, the smoke clouding your lungs, shutting your eyes, you released. Handing her the blunt, she began to puff, as your cunts kissed. Rolling your head back, you bit your lip, holding back moans as the smacking noise was quickly heard.

"Fuck baby, just like that," you moaned, your eyes shifting between her face and womanhood.

"You're making me so wet, I love fucking this pussy." she moaned, placing the blunt on the ashtray, before holding your thigh. The smacking echoed, as she mushed herself more and more into you.

"Make me cum, oh god, yes," you moaned, squeezing your breast, as she slapped your ass.

Finding the perfect spot, neither of you wanted to move, only grinding slowly on each other. Riri's leg moved to your shoulder, placing sweet kisses onto it, you held it close, while she gripped a handful of your ass.

"I'm cumming, don't stop," you cried, she obliged to your words, keeping the same pace below. Moments later, she moaned, both of your creams mixing.

"Did that fix your problem?" You asked jokingly, laughing as Riri tiredly nodded, laughing along.

"That stuff is not for the weak," she said, putting on the lit joint.

"I guess, but you get used to it," you said, standing to stretch. Once finished, you went to the bathroom, grabbing a cloth, wetting it with warm water. Back in the living room, Riri lay across the sofa, exhausted.

"Thank you, I had fun baby;" she said groggily, as you gently cleaned her up.

"I'm glad you did, but it's time to get up baby," you smiled.

"What?"

'Riri, Riri, Riri...

"Riri," you called out, and the girl jumped up from her sleep.

"Huh?”

"You were having a crazy dream or something baby?" You asked concerned.

"Crazy dream?"

"Yeah, you were groaning and tossing around, I didn't want to wake you, but you had me worried," you explained.

"When did I fall asleep?"

"You said you felt like you were floating, rolled onto the floor, and blacked out"

"Blacked out?" She shouted.

"I told you before I don't smoke that weak stuff," you shrugged your shoulders.

"So we didn't do anything" She crossed her arms.

"No-did you have one of those dreams," you grinned.

"It doesn't matter, it was only a dream"

"Sorry baby, I was about to watch Princess and The Frog, but if you wanted to do something, I'm down"

"It's fine, we can watch that"

"You sure, I don't need you feeling neglected," you said, accepting her usual koala hug.

"Your embrace is far from neglecting," she reassured, pecking your lips.

"My embrace?" You raised an eyebrow, what kind of dream had her acting like this? You thought.

"Yes, your sweet embrace, now put on the movie”

Me goin about my day knowin I gotta fic I needa finish

IM SCREAMIN IN SCHOO BRO

Aye! Tish gettin a lil thick, yall!

RAHHHHH

I'm still working on Crown Royal but I had this idea at worm yesterday 🤭🤭🤭