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cissyenthusiast010155 · 2 months
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For Barbara Howard could I request a late night date night, after work that turns into a smutty stress relief
Overworked and Underfucked ~Stressed!Barbara Howard xFem Stressed!Wife!Reader
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Summary— Read Request. AU where Gerald (Barb’s husband) doesn’t exist. Anon Response— Hello anon!! Thank you for the request! With season 3 of Abbott elementary coming out, this is so fitting. Hope you Enjoy! ♥️
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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, oral sex (eating out), fingering, clit stimulation, stress relief, stress fucking, swearing, implied alcohol consumption, implied future smut, etc.
Enjoy (;
Both you and Barbara made work your lives. You were both passionate about what you did, just as passionate as you were about each other. But work took a toll. Especially on the amount of time the two of you could spend together.
Tonight was the first night that you’d had a date night planned in months, one that was looking like it would not fall through as all the past dinners had. It was late, pitch black outside, but you and Barbara couldn’t care less.
Your arm was linked in Barbara’s, as you two walked from your parked car to the classy restaurant. You had managed to make reservations at the Italian restaurant in town that you and Barbara had gone to for your first date together. Barbara had been buzzing all day, excited to finally have time with her wife.
You got seated by your waiter once in the restaurant, starting to look at the menus.
“They seem to have changed the menu since we were last here…” Barbara observed with a hum past her menu and over to you.
You agreed with a hum and you two began talking. But it seemed that no matter what you two discussed, the conversations always went back to work for both of you.
You eventually ordered your meals and some wine. You both had been working so hard, and the last thing either one wanted to discuss was work. Your food came and you began eating.
You sighed, putting your fork down.
“Barb… I’m going to be honest. As much as I’ve been pushing for a date night, we can’t seem to talk about anything that isn’t our work… so let’s skip the talk. Im not hungry for any real food anyhow, I’m aching to taste you…” you said the last bit under your breath and in a low and sultry tone.
Barbara nearly choked on her pasta. But she quickly washed it down with the rest of her wine, putting her napkin and fork away with a quick nod.
“Alright…” She breathed out, her cheeks slightly flushed from your admission.
Barbara was trying to act composed, as she always did. Her tone was normal. But it was the little things that gave her away… the way she fidgeted as the waiter left to go get you some to-go boxes… the way her gaze fluttered from your lips to your tits to your gaze over and over again… the way she scurried to pack up all the food in the to-go boxes… and the way she practically dragged you out of the restaurant…
You made it all the way to the park car, before Barbara’s hands tugged you by your coat collar, smashing her lips into yours. Normally, her kisses were slow and chaste, sometimes longer if no one was looking. But tonight , her lips were aggressively passionate, nipping at your bottom lip before sliding her tongue into your mouth.
You both pulled away after a couple minutes, completely breathless and flushed.
“Damn Barbara! What has gotten into you?” You chuckled, leaning over slightly and trying to still catch your breath.
“You started it…” Barbara mumbled, before quickly unlocking the car and shuffling you into the passenger seat.
You usually drove her, but tonight Barbara insisted. She was probably speeding most of the way home, but you didn’t care. All you could imagine was your wife. Fully exposed, back arched, mouth open in a silent scream, hand in your hair, as your mouth took her to heaven…
The second she parked the car, you both scrambled to the front door. Within a split second of the door being closed, Barbara crashed back into you, her lips on your once more. Your hands pulled her impossibly close around her shoulders and neck. You guided the woman to your shared bedroom. The door to your bedroom shut behind you, and your body’s entangled into one.
“Haven’t touched you in so long… haven’t been touched…” Barbara murmured into your lips.
Her fingers ran along your coat, then going to remove it. You happily complied, and within minutes, the two of you were completely stripped of all your clothing.
“I know, I know, you’ve been so stressed…” you hum, “Why don’t you lay back on the bed and let me taste you, hmmm my love…?”
Barbara bit her lip and her eyes widened, as she nodded eagerly. The woman fell onto the bed and leaned against the head board, spreading your legs for you. You crawled onto the bed, slotting yourself in between her legs. The poor woman’s pussy was dripping and aching for some lovin’, and who were you to deny your love…?
You used your fingers to spread her pretty pussy lips, then using your tongue to lick a long stripe from her entrance to her clit. Barbara shivered beneath you, immediately tangling one hand into your hair and using it to push you further into her cunt. You took her silent pleading, diving straight into the woman’s glistening pussy. Your tongue lapped away at her folds, before dipping in and out of her core.
Barbara let out a string of breathy expletives, the kind of words which you only ever heard when the two of you were intimate. Her other hand was buried in the pillows on the bed to her left, clutching onto the bed spread tight. The woman’s head lolled back and her eyes were screwed shut tight. She was so wound up that it only took your tongue for her to cum for the first time that night.
Barbara came with shaking legs and a back arching, blissful disposition. She dropped back onto the bed after her relief, leaving the woman panting and writhing underneath you. You finally pulled away after sucking her pussy clean of any juices, making your way up to Barbara and giving her another deep kiss.
Your and her hands flew to one another’s faces, caressing each other and groaning in delight. After what seemed to be not long enough, you both pulled away in breathless gasps.
“Dear Lord how I needed that…” Barbara breathed out with a chuckle.
You chuckled lightly, as one of your hands wandered down the woman’s frame. Your digits found purchase in between Barb’s legs, where her pussy was freshly aroused, wet and aching once more. Barbara’s breath hitched as your fingers trailed through her folds, spreading her arousal up and around her clit.
“It seems as if we haven’t worked all of your stress out quite yet…” you hum lustfully, eyeing the woman suggestively.
Barbara’s hands grip your shoulder and sides, and her eyes widen as you sink two fingers into her fluttering core. Her mouth goes open in a silent scream as her eyes flutter closed once more.
“Dear G— OhHHhhh Y/N… D-don’t ssstop—” Barbara moaned, her hips jolting up to grind against your hand.
You chuckled, giving the woman a kiss of her forehead, not stopping your administrations.
“Oh I won’t, baby… Not until every ounce of stress is gone from this pretty face… and that precious pussy…” you lustfully cooed, crooking your fingers inside her to punctuate your words.
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tweeapis · 11 months
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Small break from the 777ish family
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sophiesonlinediary · 2 months
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same taylor same
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scolopendrisims · 2 months
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First day at my job tomorrow
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mariposas8494 · 3 months
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Don’t stress 🙃💜
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I'm stressing probably too much over this.. Because i'm only on 8th grade. But i don't know what to do after 9th grade, well i will not go to college because my grades are shit so welcome vocational school, probably gonna just study childcare (or what the fuck it's even called.) because i'm good with kids, i'm kind of embarrassed about it..
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todaysromano · 5 months
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I mentioned in my reblog to amtrak-official yesterday that I'm traveling to NYC by train in like 1.5 weeks. Since then, I have fallen asleep and woken up and am now extremely anxious about the trip and have not been able to focus on work at all today. I have not traveled since high school.
(Is anyone following me during that time still active? Do you remember when I was blessed with the chance to visit Europe with my classmates? Fun fact: my trip was partially funded by a scholarship and I worked 30 hours a week to cover the rest and my food on the trip, and I'm unsure how I did that.)
So this is like my first adult trip and it's only me and my SO. So there's like no one to cover for us if something goes wrong. And I can't pack the most "efficiently" because I gotta be careful about my bridesmaid 'dress' (it's actually a jumpsuit yay) and my SO's suit. So like ahhhhhh I'm stressing y'all. I'm super excited about what we have planned, so I gotta focus on that.
But those of you who follow me, do you have any tips for traveling? Or packing? Or does anyone live in the northeast of the USA (or a similar climate) have tips about the weather (or NYC information specifically)?
I'll probs schedule posts for the days I'm traveling so that I won't be missed here. And like I did when I got the chance to visit Europe, I might make a post when I'm done about my travels and what I got to so if anyone seems interested.
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abidawn · 1 year
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It happens (not too often) but it happens
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adamscopeland · 7 months
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I spent $50 on that PPV and I would like to thank the wrestling gods that it was worth it at the end 😌
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smiithys · 1 year
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If seb retires early from this race like kimi did last year, I WILL RIOT
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power2myheart · 2 years
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this is how i’m feeling rn
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cissyenthusiast010155 · 4 months
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Hi,
I don’t usually do stuff like this but I have been having trouble managing my stress levels lately and my partner has done a great job helping me but sometimes I can’t even articulate how or why I’m feeling the way I do. Between college and other life things I just feel like I’m gonna crumple from the weight of everything. I’m trying my best but I’m still fighting
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Hi dear anon…! First of all, I want to say how proud I am of you from reaching out, especially if you don’t do it often. You are so brave ♥️ Thank you for sharing, thank you for being vulnerable.
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You emphasized that your stress levels seem to be out of control. *sigh* I hear you, anon. And your feelings are valid. 💞💞 I am so glad that you have a supportive partner around you, so you don’t have to fight and go on this journey in your own. Having good support takes part of the weight off a good amount of the time. You are valid, and it’s okay not to be okay.
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You mentioned not being able to articulate how you’re feeling and why you are feeling something. Take some deep breaths for me. It’s okay to sometimes not have the right words. And it’s okay to not always know why you feel some way. I would recommend you try other ways of processing and articulating your feelings besides speaking. Maybe try writing, art, music, exercise, cooking, etc. Try to find an alternative outlet, and you might find that words then come easier.
Sometimes life can be really heavy and stress-filled… With college and other others alone, it sounds like you’ve got a lot on your plate. Please make time to take care of yourself, sweet anon. Remove some things from your plate if you have to, minimize your stress. Communicate your needs as clearly as you can. Make time for yourself. You got this.
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*sigh* I feel you when you say that you feel like you’re going to crumble at the weight of everything ♥️ I tend to think of Atlas holding up the sky when I hear that phrase, and the image I imagine of the person I see is always so painful but resilient. I am so glad that you are still fighting. That’s the right thing. Don’t give up. Persevere, through thick and thin. It will get better. All will be okay. You got this, sweet anon.
Thank you again for your vulnerable sharing, anon. It means so much to me. You are so brave. Don’t ever hesitate to reach out 🥰 I hope you have a lovely day/night!! 💞💞
Talk with Me ❤️‍🔥
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mokuknight · 2 months
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sophiesonlinediary · 2 months
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how am i supposed to pick when they only give me 100 m
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itisthevelaness · 2 years
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It's me and my tears against semester exams.
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mariposas8494 · 8 months
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Exactly 🫶🏻🥰
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