Synopsis- Riri Williams x Black Fem Reader. Reader is a cam-girl and Riri is one of her viewers. Not really a plot here just smut.
Word count- 4.1k of just smut
Warnings- Masturbation, recording of sexual acts, dirty talk, cunnilingus, strap sex, fingering, exhibition kinda? camgirl, sex toys, spanking, a little bit of overstimulation, demanding kind of Ri. This whole thing is just smut frl.
A/n: I know im supposed to be on break but I forgot to post this and im still in my Riri bag so here ya goo. I think I did my big one on this frll. Okay Im gone again.
The click of your tongue echoed into your ears along with the rapid clicks of your nails hitting against the silver keys of your computer. The time now reads ten o clock, showtime. Your camera turned on and gave you a clear vision of yourself. Your eyes bored into your own reflection and how pretty you sat in such slutty clothes.
A skimpy skirt that sat on your hips as if it were a belt; It did a horrible job with hiding your treasures that sat between your legs. Your breast spilled out over your laced, strappy bra. They were practically screaming to be let out of your tight clothing. With a soft sigh and a quick mini pep talk you pressed the Go live option and pushed yourself into character.
This was you every single night, slutting yourself out on camera for an anonymous group of viewers. Your regulars had already begun filing in and taking their places to see what you had in store for them today. You remembered their names well because they joined regularly and tipped you good. So good that you even began to take private chats just to make a tad bit extra.
Just like the viewers and comments rolled in, so did your money. Your chat filled with compliments and sweet talk. Your favorite often being “Cinnamon just gets better every time.” Cinnamon. That's what you called yourself online and your viewers ate it up. You found the name to be similar to you, both sweet and tangy. Tangy if you have too much and sweet if you get just the right dose.
You reminded yourself of that everynight to boost that confidence of yours. Didn’t matter though. This was how you made your cash quick and easy. Broke college student sexually pleasing herself on line, showing how nasty she gets down in order for your tuition and book to remain as paid. Nobody else needed to know that though. You’d probably die if any of your classmates found out who you really were and how you spent your evenings.
“Hey sluts. I’m feeling good as hell tonight, are you?” You spoke out and turned your music up. “Morning” By Kehlani and Teyana Taylor had you feeling yourself every single night.
Your slender hands turned your computer so it would see all of you, from how your braids trailed down your glossy skin and tickled the valley of your breasts, to your sopping wet cut that was begging to be toyed with. Your hips rolled against the bed along to the deep beats that bounced off your walls. You changed the lights to a low, hot pink and stood on your knees. The chats began to pile with lustful talk and your viewers crazed over your backside.
“Oh y’all like that huh?” A cocky laugh flew past your lips and into the mic. Slowly you turned back around so they’d see how your fingers teased at the top of your bra and how your acrylics glided across the fabric teasingly. You decided it was too soon to take the piece of fabric off; instead you settled on a few more rolls of your hips and groping yourself before falling back down onto your bed.
Your tongue jutted out and licked your already wet lips. With a soft sigh you reached behind your laptop to grab one of your toys. A pink vibrator. Your lips spread into a soft smirk as you eyed the smooth toy that you waved in front of your camera.
“Brought this yesterday. Was gonna use it earlier, but I decided to let y’all see the first time I use it.” In the next second the vibrator was already on and pulsing between your fingers. Your cunt’s own heartbeat sped up and hammered between your thighs, eager to feel the harsh vibrations. Your free hand crawled up your chest and wrapped itself around your throat and gently squeezed at its side. That action alone had a filthy moan clawing up your throat.
The vibrator inched closer and closer to your wet core before fully pressing against your wet clit. The rapid shakes sent a violent chill through your being and embarrassingly you moaned out. Your eyes screwed shut and your hand squeezed at your throat harder.
RiWi: damn, you already moaning ma?
Upon opening your eyes and eyeing the comment, you pressed the toy harder into your swollen clit and nodded. “Mhm, I was feeling horny as hell today.” You ended your words with a soft whine and pulled your bottom lip between your pearly whites.
You decided on teasing yourself more and slid the vibrator up your stomach and to your clothed breast. The comments were screaming for you to take it off, but you betted against it. The toy swirled your protruding nipple slowly and it had you feeling everything it offered. Your preoccupied hand that was against your throat was now pushing your skirt up and crawling down your lower wet lips.
“I'm so, so wet, hmm.” A small giggle rumbled within your chest at your own words. You dipped both your middle and index finger in your fluttering hole. Your digits kept the same pace of your vibrator, stimulating you oh so slowly.
RiWi: A whole slut, huh? Can’t even wait five seconds before you’re moaning.
You licked your swollen lips when your eyes ran over that comment more times than you’d admit. You saw them, whoever it was, every single time. And everytime they commented it was always obscene and explicit but they had just the amount to give you. Always saying the right words to force you into a world of your own fantasies. You got comments like this all the time so you couldn’t understand why this account made you feel things.
“I am a slut.” You breathed out, replying to what they said. You were sure of how desperate you sounded. Finally after feeling like you waited long enough, you tugged your bra down and forced the vibrator onto your bare nipple and sped up your thrusts. Your jaw had dropped by now, letting any slutty sound you could muster up sing into the air. The viewers had a clear view of how your juices dribbled down your fingers and onto your white covers.
They saw how you squeezed around your own fingers and how your hips subtly bounced up and down so you’d ride your thrusting digits. But it wasn’t enough. The squelching from your slutty acts picked up when you traded your fingers for the vibrator.
RiWi: Put it on the highest setting, princess.
Without question you did as told and clicked the top of the toy. “Oh shit.” You muttered when the vibrations became more violent. The way the toy attacked, and slithered up your walls had you screaming. In the blink of your eye your orgasm hit you harder than it had ever done before. Your hand gripped your bed sheets tightly while the other one ushered the vibrator away from your overly sensitive core.
After giving yourself a minute to calm down you quickly did your outro and shut the live off.
“Yo, Y/n. Is this seat taken?” You looked up from your laptop at Riri as she stood beside you and shook your head. “Nah, my bad.You can sit here.” You offered Riri a sweet smile and moved your bag from the free seat. Your heartbeat became audible in your hot ears when she sat beside you and sent a soft nod to you. Slowly you turned your head away from the shorter girl to rid her of your weird stares.
Riri saw them anyway and instead of reacting she placed a mini bag of cinnamon cereal on your desk. “Want one?” Her voice was cheery, almost as if it was hinting at something. It snapped you out of your nervous trance to see exactly what she had offered you. Riri was never the type to eat snacks in class, and if she did she damn sure didn’t share. Weird. You though, but you didn’t dwell on it.
“Uh sure. Thanks.” Riri nodded and shot you a subtle smirk. You gestured for her to open the pack and watched as she did so. You awkwardly smiled and took the bag from her outstretched hands. Missing breakfast was surely your first mistake of the morning. Your second was moaning as soon as you took one of the sweetened squares and licked the cinnamon and sugar off.
You came to realize Riri was the one who began staring at you. She watched how your tongue licked the season before popping the slick cereal in your mouth. Butterflies danced in your stomach and you straightened yourself a little to distract yourself from her stares. Your cheeks began to hurt with how much smiling you were doing.
“You blush easily, huh?” Riri questioned, her finger dancing on your clothed knee.
“Why you say that?” Your eyebrows furrowed at her words and the small touches she was giving you. Nonetheless you continued munching on your snack.
“Cause you blush every time I say somethin’ to you.” Riri muttered, turning her head away from you and to the other students who began taking their seats.You hummed and pushed the half eaten cereal pack into your jacket pocket.
“Anyways, what do you do after class?” You unintentionally frowned. Why? She rarely ever talked to you, let alone sit next to you. And here she was offering you food, sitting right beside you, and even touching you.
“I mean I guess I just head to my dorm and..sleep. Ain’t really much for me to do.” You answered cautiously. You’d be damned if she really knew what you were doing behind closed doors. To be honest you really didn’t have hobbies. You were too focused on your double life to have time for anything else.
“Coo. Bet your a ‘good girl’ then.” You were so confused. Her last few words held a bucket over your head. She was trying to say something without actually saying it. “Shit, I guess.” An uneasy laugh slipped from you. “Just chatting, cinnamon” And just like that, your breath was caught in your thoat, and choked you on the spot. Riri chuckled at your shock and turned to face the front when the teacher stepped in.
“Y/n, why the hell you drag me out here?” Riri complained from behind you as you drugged her from her basketball practice and into the empty restroom. “Don’t say anything about me being, you know..Cinnamon.” Riri’s loud cackles forced an eye roll from you.
“Is that why you brought me up in here? You know coach will kill me, right?” You stepped closer and grabbed her shoulders. “I’m serious, Ri. Can’t nobody know about that. Its so embarrassing.” Riri seemed to find your embarrassment amusing. “You find this shit funny? Well its not.”
Riri smirked and licked her plump lips. “Ight. Now if you can excuse me, Cinnamon.” You smacked her shoulder and watched as she walked out cackling to herself. You heaved a huge sigh and laid black against the wall. You were fucked.
A few hours after you and Riri’s little ‘meeting’ you found yourself lying on your bed scrolling through your phone. You were doing any and everything to keep your mind off of the fact that someone from the school knew who you really were. It was even worse knowing your ‘crush’ knew what you really do. A knock on your door pulled you from your consuming daze and back out into reality.
‘Damn they deliver fast as hell.’ You thought to yourself and rose up from your bed. Huffing, you pulled a hoodie over your nude top and sauntered to your door. Your door swung open to reveal the one and only Riri. “Riri? You deliver pizza?” She mocked your confusion before rolling her eyes. “Uh no I don’t. Does it look like I even have the uniform on?” Your eyebrows knitted together and you stepped back to take her in completely. She was dressed in a pair of sweats and a tee.
“I’m sorry. Thought you were my deliverer. Wassup? You wanna come in?” She nodded and walked in once you stepped off to the side. She spun around to watch you close the door. You turned around to see Riri running her eyes over your figure. “What’s up?” Riri cleared her throat. “Sorry to show up so unannounced. I just needed your help with uh..that one calculus assignment.”
“Oh, um okay. Yeah, we can work on it in my room.” Dumbly, you gestured for her to follow you to your room. She plopped down on your bed and watched you rummage through your school bag. “Wait. Riri you’re like the smartest person in our school, there’s no way you need my help.” You folded your arms across your chest and eyed her weirdly. Riri chuckled and held her hands up. “Okay. You caught me, ma. Ian here for no tutoring.”
“Then what’re you here for?” Riri spread her legs and beckoned you closer with her fingers. Hesitantly, you slowly walked between her spread legs; She ran her hand up your arm until it reached your chin and held it in a soft grip. “Let’s not play dumb, princess. You think ion’ know about your nightly sessions and how you fantasize about your ‘crush’ doing things to you? You think I don’t know that you’re crushing on me?”
Her grip gradually got tighter as she spoke and she yanked you down onto her lap. “You know that I know I’m the one you think of when you're playing with yourself, right?” Her words strangled you. Wrapped slim around your throat and selfishly cut off your air flow, much like the hand that rested on the column of your throat. “How- how did you know?” Riri eyed you as if you were dumb and that alone had you squeezing her waist with your legs.
“I mean you're the one always staring at me, blushing everytime I turn yo’ way. Not that hard to figure out, if I'm being honest.” Your eyes drifted downward before she tilted your head back up with a finger on your chin. “Eyes on me, baby.” You obeyed and settled your wavering eyes on her stern ones. “Why you ain’t tell me?” The lottery question had been thrown out.
“I dunno. I didn’t know if you were feeling me the same way.” Riri hummed and softened her grip around your neck. “Trust me, I feel the same way.” Her little laugh pulled one of your own. “Now, could I please treat you to what you've been wishing for?” You were nodding before she could even finish her words. “Please?” The word felt bitter on your tongue but the way Riri was looking at you had you wanting to sing it.
Riri took it upon herself to kiss you first. Her lips crashed into yours so softly it threw you off guard. You were expecting something harder, not that you were complaining though. Your hands ran up her chest and cupped her cheeks. You gasped into the kiss when she dropped her hands and slapped your ass. The sting it caused made you whine and it fueled Riri up even more. She wasted no time in moving your hips against yours, causing your skimpy underwear to press right into your cunt.
She pulled back from the kiss to tug at the hem of your hoodie. “Can I take this off, mami?” You nodded eagerly and lifted your arms. Slowly, she lifted the hoodie off of your hips and tugged it up, until it was off you completely. You didn’t miss the way her face lit up at the sight of your bare breast right in front of her face. “Take these off.” Her nimble fingers teased the lace band of your panties before she pushed you off of her lap to stand on your own.
Riri watched you tentatively, her eyes couldn’t find a better thing to settle on. She dwelled on your teeth tugging at your own bottom lip as you slowly tugged your panties down. Riri watched the panties as they slid down your encasping legs and pooled around your feet. She stood up and walked around behind you. She gently pushed you back until you fell in the center of your bed and tossed your discarded underwear to the side. “Spread your legs. Let me see that pretty pussy of yours.”
Albeit shy, you spread your legs slowly, only smiling when she did so. “You're so beautiful. Can’t believe this shit all for me.” Riri’s hands came up to grip your knees before pushing them further apart to ogle what was between them. You didn’t wait for her to speak, you took matters into your own hands to remove her t-shirt. She cockily grinned when she watched your eyes stay trained to her abdomen, unwavering.
She crawled up to you, her lips leaving a fiery sting whenever they touched your heated skin. Sweet kisses trailed from your bruised lips, the valley of your breast, your stomach and your pubic bone where her lips rested. Her hands followed her very own kisses and the lower she went, the louder your whimpers and moans got.
She glanced at you once more, those damn eyes hypnotizing you in your wake; She shot you a wink before jutting her tongue out and licking a fat stripe up your already slick folds. Your hips jerked and temporarily lifted off of the bed. She deviously laughed, the noise sending shivers up your legs, and she threw your legs over her shoulders. Her small, kitty-like licks turned into kisses and then her practically fucking you with her tongue.
She swirled her tongue in circular motions, assaulting your clit professionally, in ways you’ve never felt before. She shoved her devilish pallet in your entrance time after time, basking in your low moans that bounced around the room. Her name fell freely out of your mouth and mixed in with your whimpers. Your hands had found themselves holding her head in place when you began grinding against her face. Riri’s moans sent well deserved pulses deep in your gut.
Then she pulled away. She pulled away the second you began closing your legs in on her head. She pulled away the minute your low moans and whimpers turned into full blown screams. Her lips were back on yours in an instant and she allowed you to taste both yourself and her.
You yelped out when you felt something poking at your lips. “Suck.” You didn’t even notice when she pulled away from the kiss. Your lips parted and she slipped her finger in partially before adding another. Riri moaned when your tongue glided up the side of her fingers before you began to suck on them. She was only then realizing what she was getting herself into.
Her fingers slipped out of your mouth, a line of saliva following suit. She circled her digits around your already sensitive clit, taking in your lewd moans before suddenly thrusting her fingers in your hole. “Shit” She pinched the side of your thigh when your legs closed on her hand. Your body couldn’t take it. You did this every night but you were so much more sensitive with Riri. She opened up way to many doors for your liking.
“You a slut, right?” You didn’t reply, or well you couldn’t. Between the way she was staring at you and how well she was curling her fingers the only sound you could make was those of pleasure. “Right?” You nodded and screamed out when a third finger was added and then a fourth. “Ian hear no words.”
“Yes, yes I am!” Riri hummed, satisfied with your answer and quickened her pace. Her other hand that was previously holding your legs apart had now settled between them. Her hand came crashing down onto your cunt with a sharp slap. Your body twitched around, you couldn’t take it and it was only her fingers. “And you can take this, right?” You nodded and pursed your lips to hide half of your moans that threatened to get out. Then there was another slap. “Fuck!” Riri maniacally laughed when your back arched off the bed.
“Say it. Say you can take this shit.” Riri felt her own self leaking at just what her fingers could do to you. “I can-I can take it, Ri!” She hummed lowly and leaned forward to hover over your fidgety body. Her tongue stuck out and slithered between your breasts before dancing over your left nipple. Strings of moans, curses and Riri’s name fell from your lips and before you knew your orgasm snuck up on you. It tugged and squeezed at the bottom of your gut, urging you to break and fall putty in Riri’s hands.
The last curl of Riri’s fingers broke your gate and you came all on her hand. Your hips desperately rolled down on her digits to ride out your high. She guided you through it all, whispering sweet praises in your ear and slowing her thrust down to not overstimulate you. Just then your doorbell rang and so did a line of knocks. “You expecting someone?” Riri pulled off of you completely and you shook your head. “Nah, not that I know of.”
You rolled off of the bed slowly and went to check through your peephole. “Oh shit. I forgot about the pizza.” You ran back to your room to grab a robe and a few bills from your desk. You partially slid the door open to look at the girl who held your pizza. “Y/n right?” You nodded and watched as she read off of some device. Riri wrapped her hands around your waist from behind and bunched your robe on your waist. “Okay, this is for you. And it will be ten-sixty.” You nervously nodded and held out a twenty dollar bill. Riri pressed wet, sloppy kisses to the back of your neck.
“Here’s your change.” Your hips stuttered and your grip upon the door tightened when Riri’s fingers sank back into your loose hole. “Thank you-shit- so much.” The deliverer eyed you weirdly and handed you both your change and pizza. You quickly handed her a ten as the tip and slammed the door shut. Riri flipped you around and finger fucked you into oblivion. She didn’t even let you sit the pizza down before she pulled another orgasm onto you.
You would’ve never found yourself in the position you were in now. Your top half hung off the end of your couch, chest pressed against the floor as Riri fucked you from behind. You were sure the whole campus heard you from all of the screaming she had you doing. Riri’s hand crashed down onto the supple flesh of your ass; she stared at the way it rippled everytime her hips hit against it. She was amazed by it, she couldn’t help herself when she spread your cheeks to look at just how good you were taking her.
Just how good your hole was swallowing her, pulling her in so tightly. “Look at this. You're taking me in so well, mami.” Her praises pulled a whole nother level of confidence over your head. It had you rocking your hips back to meet hers. Riri grabbed a hold of your braids and yanked you off the floor so that your back would press into her front. “You gonna cum, princess? Gonna make a mess for me, huh?” You nodded, falling into a whiny mess when her strokes became much more sharper. “Yes! Yes, Ri. Gonna make a mess just for you! I’m all yours!” Riri paid no mind to your blabbers and sped up for the sake of her orgasm as well.
A loud scream of Riri’s name echoed around your dorm room when you felt yourself squeezing and stammering. Riri just made you come for the third time tonight. Riri sped up, she was fucking you post-orgasm ruthlessly. Her quiet moans fell right into your ears as she came behind you. Her hips never stopped though. They didn’t stop until you both were cumming again.
You laid back in your desk, patiently awaiting Riri’s arrival. “Yo, this seat taken?” You looked up at Riri who was already smugly looking at you. “Nah, you can sit.” She put your bag down beside you and took a seat in the now empty desk. That day you and Riri forged a friendly fuck buddy friendship And that day ruled to be your worst.
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