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quickiesgirl · 7 months

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Girls Loving Girls - Robin Buckley, Chrissy Cunningham

Paring: Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham x Fem!Reader

Warning: 18+, Smut, Soft Dom/Sub, Morning After, Threesome FFF, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, My Shitty Writing.

Kinktober 13 - Threesome

You were snuggled comfortably beneath soft, grey linen covers, lying between the two undressed women, who were gradually waking up. Last night's confessions had turned into passionate lovemaking.

Robin Buckley invited all the ladies to her place for a movie night, and unfortunately, Nancy was unavailable, leaving just you and Chrissy. The summer temps were dropping in the evening, and poor Chris was practically shivering in those small pieces of clothing when you were all out in the living room.

She lightly pulled at the wool blanket sprawling across the three of you until cuddling for warmth was suggested, bringing the three of you closer than ever with sexual tensions rising. One thing led to another, and next, you were being fucked by Robin while Chrissy's dripping pussy sunk into your mouth.

A delicate sigh left the cheerleader's lips while she shuffled back into your mound, feeling you lean in and push a soft strand of her strawberry blond hair back behind her ear, kissing behind her earlobe, “Morning, pretty girl.”

“Good morning,” Chrissy beamed with that warm, affectionate smile across her curved-shape lips, her cheeks extra rosy when she turned back and kissed you.

Robin was behind, spooning into your body with both arms comfortably wrapped around you, falling asleep with her hand cupping your tit while the other lay flat against your tummy.

With a deep, sleepy groan, she buried her face into the plush pillow you'd been sharing throughout the night.

The sweet aroma of Chrissy and you filled her nose with each breath, reminding her of the two beautiful women in her bed.

She released herself from your body and rolled to her back, laying the palm of her hands over her eyes, rubbing them open with a yawn while her recently polished black nails buried into her shaggy brown bangs.

The two of you both looked over and greeted the sleepy girl.

“Morning,” She murmured in a drawn-out sentence with that gravelly morning voice, making your thighs clench together.

If she dared look across the bedroom floor, she would find discarded garments and other pieces of clothing sprawled across it, painting a pretty picture of the night before.

“Holy shit, I think that was the best sleep I’ve ever had,” Robin said, crossing her arms behind her head, relaxing languidly across her comfortable mattress, watching you inch ever so close with a soft smile.

“You should invite us to bed more often.”

“Oh, trust me, babe, I was planning on it.” She winked.

Chrissy sat up on her elbow and cupped her cheek. Her eyes wandered across the scene, following the trails of hickeys and bite marks, recollecting her lustful, hazy mindset from last night when she kissed down each of your bodies, across tummies, hips, thighs, and especially those gorgeous sets of breasts.

They felt incredible being cupped in her hands, even better when they were pressed against her own. Both were so soft, warm, and well-rounded in her touch. She loved everything about them. The different shapes and sizes for her to enjoy, and the beautiful skin tones that paint the nipples.

Chrissy couldn't help herself. She raised abruptly to her knees and straddled herself between Robin and your spread thighs. Those innocent-looking eyes gazed upon you two and affectionately asked for some morning kisses, which Buckley gladly agreed to, as yet to receive any this morning.

Your pussy gained a sudden pulsation watching her lean down, Robin's hand instantly swooping around, grazing along the back of her neck, and collecting her hair as their lips collided together, moving slowly and sensually with such passion.

Noses brushing against one another with warm breaths on each other's cheeks. Their naked breasts pushed together as Chrissy's hips began to roll ever so slightly.

Robin snaked down your waist and positioned her lengthy, nimble fingers against your clitoris, rubbing in tight, rhythmic circles.

You moaned softly and tossed your head back into the pillow, getting a direct view of Robin’s digital clock on her side table. It would have instantly reminded you of work if it weren't for you being so distracted.

Your sensual sounds catch their attention without realizing it, causing them both to gaze in your direction, faces inches apart, their smirking lips a bright shade of red from kissing.

“Her pussies so fucking wet for us. Wanna taste, baby?” Robin offered, looking towards Chrissy, watching the young, innocent-seeming woman nod happily, feeling her swipe her fingers across your hole, collecting some of your wetness, and bringing them up to her mouth.

She pushed them past her lips as her tongue licked and savored your sweetness before Robin retracted back to get a taste for herself.

You gawk at the two women, lashes fluttering, unable to speak. You couldn’t believe the two hottest women in Hawkins, the two girls you have had deep crushes on, were sharing a taste of your arousal.

Robin's gaze darkened with an urge to satisfy. She suddenly grabbed Chrissy’s hips and rolled her back onto the mattress. Hungry eyes trailing over to your body before separating your thighs and slowly sinking between them.

You looked down at her, watching the way her broad tongue dragged through your silk folds, licking up before placing a wet kiss on your clitoris, repeating this action a few times till you were squirming beneath her.

“Y-you’re so fucking good with your tongue, Robs.” You whine softly, spreading your legs further apart and driving your fingers through her short, brown hair with a light tug, making her groan audibly into your cunt.

She slowly grazed her hand up Chrissy’s thigh to her smooth lips, swiping some arousal from her glistening entrance before giving some attention to her sensitive, pink clit, and continuously massaging her thumb over it.

Your body melted into the mattress as your bosom began to heave, moans falling from your lips the second Robin’s lips suckled gently, creating a warm, wet suction on your sweet spot.

Chrissy’s inner walls engulfed her lengthy fingers when she slid inside her tight hole and began finger fucking her.

You could hear Cunningham’s sweet noises of pleasure, the same ones she was singing last night while she rolled her hips on your face. This time her beautiful body was pressed into yours, and you felt her hips squirm beside you when Robin picked up her speed, and curls against her g-spot with more pressure, turning you on even more.

Within minutes, arousal and sweat were scenting Buckley’s bedroom. Her gray bedsheets were now soaked in a mixture of the two. You and Chrissy had come together, holding hands while your heads tossed back into the pillow, and toes curled as waves of pleasure washed over your bodies.

She used her tongue to clean the two of you before crawling up, covering the both of you in sweet, sensual kisses, making the woman beside you giggle. Robin smiled softly and rose from the mattress.

“Where are you going?” You inquire, brows furrowing and head tilting in curiosity.

“I’m gonna start us some breakfast. You two stay all cute and cozy for me.” She hummed, throwing on her boy short panties and a t-shirt, listening to Chrissy and you whine dramatically as she exited the bedroom with a small chuckle.

Eventually, the two of you crawled out of the warm bed, raiding Robin’s closet for clothes before heading out to the kitchen to make breakfast together.

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rxdidz · 2 years

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shortie

summary: stranger things girls with a short gf!!

eleven/jane

never talks about it

it just doesn’t matter to her to her but either way she loves how short you are

loves hugging you, it’s like she’s keeping you safe

forehead kisses all the time

hates when you wear heels for some reason 😭 maybe bc she can’t walk in them 🙄🙄

“did you grow?”

“oh im just wearing heels, look.”

“🤨🙁”

max

always teasing about how she’s the tall one in the relationship

like full on giggling when you get mad

if anyone else does tho it’s instantly not funny to her LMAO

hug her from behind please she thinks it’s adorable

“how’s the weather down there?”

“i hate you.”

angela

literally so mean for what

teasing you 24/7 every hour of everyday

anyone else says something tho? she’s throwing threats bro stop her

buys you heels as gifts, leaves mean notes with a “love you <3” at the end to make it seem nice😭

“shortie” is your name to her atp

holds your hand because she claims you’ll “get lost” without her ☹️

robin

wants to carry you everywhere. like bae no we’re in the middle of class

acts like she’s so much taller than you like no you’re 4 inches taller 😭

loves short girls loves tall girls it doesn’t matter give her them all

no cause imagine her hands in her pocket and her leaning down to hear you akshsks

“hello my little lady :)”

LOVES hugging you she feels so protective

nance

uses your height against you 😭

“y/n your shorter than me.”

*hides things up high so you can’t reach*

“are you sure you can even reach up there?”

cups your face with her hands and just smiles

kisses your forehead a lot and she has to lean down to do so ☹️ <3

chrissy

so sweet

i love her

locks pinky’s with you so you don’t get lost

loves spooning you

wants to lay in your lap when she’s sad so she can look up at you

twirls you around like a princess :))

note: did i add angela? yes i did. did you all forgive and write fanfics for a racist? yes you did. please forgive my shawty bae she’s hot

#nancy wheeler x reader #nancy x reader #robin buckley x female reader #robin x reader #stranger things 4 x reader #stranger things x reader #max x reader #max mayfield x reader #eleven x reader #jane hopper x reader #chrissy cunningham x y/n #chrissy x reader #Angela x reader

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lovewheeler · 2 years

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this is. so porny. but.

best friend chrissy sitting on your bed w you, complaining about how god awful jason is at sex, while you flip through the channels on your shitty tv, the two of you having a sleepover while your parents are out of town. you accidentally turn on one of the porn channels, in the middle of a VERY graphic lesbian movie, and in your shock you drop the remote and it falls somewhere under your bed. you dive over chrissy looking for the remote, ass up while you search. meanwhile, chrissy is mesmerized by the way the actress onscreen eats the other out, their hair colors shockingly similar to the two of you. and then she sees you kneeling on your floor, back arched as you finally retrive the remote. chrissy moves forward, grabbing your wrist to stop you from changing it.

“i wanna try that.” she tells you, soft voice dropping in pitch, big innocent eyes blown wide with lust. and then, that’s when you notice that the strawberry blonde one is the one between the other’s legs.

warnings: honestly not a lot, chrissy being the best girl ever, pussy eating to the nth degree, cheating (get fucked jason), dirty talk

“y-you want to — really?”

your voice sounds far away and you have to snap yourself back to reality when chrissy’s grip on your wrist tightens. she seems almost as enamored with the tv as you are with her.

chrissy nods slowly, big blue eyes wide and curious. pleading.

“you…you always told me girls are better at it than boys are,” she murmurs, hand slipping from your wrist to grasp at your hand, “and — and you told me chance is bad at it. so let me try? m-maybe i’ll be better…”

she trails off, gnawing at her bottom lip while she looks at you. her wide eyes and pouty lips make her look so innocent you think you’re going to combust.

this is wrong, you think to yourself. chrissy has a boyfriend, even if you hated him more than you hated your own, the two of you could never be together (even though you’d had a crush on her for ages), she’d probably regret it in the morning, you—

“…you can teach me, can’t you? please?”

fuck it.

you swallow down the lump in your throat and nod, “y-yeah, fuck, c’mere, pretty girl—“

you shuffle on the bed so you can lay against the pillows with your legs spread, your pretty silk pj shorts suddenly suffocating.

chrissy’s so eager to please; she nods obediently and immediately scampers to slot herself in between your legs. prettily manicured hands fingers bring your shorts and panties to the side, and then she freezes. she’s shaking, blue eyes flicking up to meet yours. she has no clue what she’s doing and your pussy is so pretty — she’s nervous.

“s-stick your tongue out, baby— y-yeah, holy shit, just like that, oh my go—“ your hand shoots up to fist in those strawberry blond strands, the girl’s tongue timid and soft against your folds. so sweet.

“go a little…a little harde— fuck, baby, yes, swipe that sweet little tongue across my clit, j-just like that—“ you whimper, gasping. you involuntarily pull her forward, at the same time bucking your hips up to meet her mouth. it’s fucking heavenly.

you don’t even have to tell her what to do next, her plush lips wrapping around the pearl and sucking hard. you cry out, eyes squeezing shut.

she pulls off for a second, blowing cool air over your clit and giggling when your legs jerk. bright blue eyes blink up at you slowly, half lidded and hazy, “u-use me, please? want you to…want you to cum in my mouth. want to…want to be a good girl.”

chrissy needs praise. you don’t know how you didn’t clock that before. it sends you into some animalistic overdrive and you nod. how could you say no to something so precious?

“yeah, pretty girl, fuck, get in here—“ you push her back down and she lets you, humming into your cunt obediently and swirling her tongue around your clit before wrapping her lips around the bud and sucking again.

this time she flicks her tongue against you as she sucks, soft hands running up and down your thighs as she does. your hips are bucking wildly now, grinding up into that hot little mouth and whining as you do.

“such a good fuckin’ girl, so pretty, gonna make me c-cum, oh my god—“ you should be embarrassed by how high-pitched your voice is, how quickly you’re going to cum, and you probably would be later, but your orgasm is barreling towards you and you can’t bring yourself to care.

all it takes is those pretty eyes blinking up at you through long lashes and that knot in your tummy snaps, your back arching as tears fall down your cheeks. it feels so good you’re shaking — you realize it’s been far too long since you’ve had a real orgasm.

“s-so good, shit, my good girl, god — take it, take it—“ you hump her face through your orgasm, cunt fluttering and spasming. it’s too good. chrissy keeps sucking your cunt like the perfect girl she is.

your legs shake, chest heaving as you come down from your high. you pet at her hair absentmindedly, eyes half lidded.

she pulls off with a wet pop, resting a soft cheek on the fat of your thigh and looking up at you with a giggle, “was that good?”

she’s got stars in her eyes. you only nod, running your fingers through pretty strawberry locks, “s-so good. where the hell did you learn all that? use me? be a good girl? are you insane, cunningham?”

she’s embarrassed, pale cheeks flushing bright red when she replies, “i—i remember how you used to talk about the girls you’d be with…wanted to try it out. i think i like it…”

you groan. she’s perfect.

“fuck, you’re unreal — get up here and let me return the favor or i’m gonna die.”

you grin as she nods eagerly. fuck you, carver, you think, hands already gripping at her hips and lowering her down onto your tongue.

#wow #where the fuck did that come from #chrissy cunningham x reader #chrissy cunningham x fem!reader #chrissy cunningham x y/n #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut #chrissy cunningham smut

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bellatrixscurls · 2 years

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𐐪𐑂 CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM X VIRGIN READER

NSFW.

you were beyond nervous. with your legs closed tightly, teary eyes and shaky hands.

“angel, it’s okay” chrissy tried to convince you, her smile sweet and her hands gentle as one of them cupped your cheek and the other rubbed your thigh. “if you don’t feel ready, we can just stop now. can cuddle and have some snacks?”

but you wanted it, so so bad. she looked so beautiful, her body completely bare as she wanted nothing more but to make you feel comfortable. she didn’t want you to feel exposed.

“i do!” one of your hands squeezed hers, giving her a sincere smile as your legs slowly opened, and you had to gulp down the lump in your throat. and the whole time, chrissy’s eyes were on yours.

“is it okay if i take a look?” she caressed your cheek, and asked when your legs were completely opened.

“yes” you tried to say firmly but your voice still shook a bit, and you clenched around nothing when chrissy’s eyes were on your cunt.

“woah” she breathed out, her eyes wide as she looked down, “holy- can i please touch?”

you hummed, kind of losing your patience as all you wanted was to feel her hands on you.

she lowered both of her hands to your cunt, one of them resting on your inner thigh as the other seemed hesitant with its movements.

“pretty” she murmured and her middle finger came down to gently rub your clit, causing you to whimper at the slight friction, her eyes shooting up to your own in a second. “feels good?”

“so good” you moaned as chrissy allowed a second finger to touch your cunt, using this one to massage near your hole, but never exactly where you needed her. you had already forgotten how nervous and scared you were, the mere thought chrissy’s fingers inside of you filling your mind.

her fingers massaged your cunt softly, not adding too much pressure. you were so wet already, and chrissy felt herself get wet as well when she noticed her fingers were coated with your arousal.

“do you want my mouth angel?”

“fingers! want ‘em inside” you protested, and chrissy smiled softly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“i know, sweet thing. will get to that, i promise. but i must prep you properly, alright? make it hurt as little as possible.”

and after all, she was the experienced one, not you. so you gave in, and with a soft sigh, you agreed.

“good girl” chrissy murmured as she eyed your cunt hungrily, before she lowered her mouth onto your heat, the contact making you moan loudly.

her mouth was wet and warm, and it just felt so good against your needy cunt.

“chrissy,” you whimpered softly, your hand at the back of her head as you tried your best not to ruin her perfect ponytail.

meanwhile, chrissy had started moving her tongue, her sweet tongue. usually, she was so gentle, but now, her tongue was pressed against your clit and she moved it rather harshly.

you were writhing and whimpering, your eyes closing tightly as you bucked your hips up into chrissy’s mouth, earning an awestruck expression from her.

“that’s it, such a good girl for me” she mumbled against you, the vibrations causing you to cry out in pleasure, eyes rolling back into your head.

safe to say, that night chrissy had you in every way possible, doing whatever she wanted to you, but still being gentle about it.

#nsfw.jd #chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham x reader #chrissy cunningham smut #chrissy cunningham x you #chrissy cunningham x y/n #chrissy cunningham fluff #stranger things smut #jade’s thoughts

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dadsbongos · 2 years

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What if you did a pt 2 to slumber party 👀👀👀

Maybe reader & Chrissy’s picnic & they end up scissoring 👀👀👀

it's good to be answering the ole inbox again

392 words

Warnings - read the request ig (smut), slumber party part 1 (not necessary to read before this)

Chrissy stands before you. She lifts her skirt - perky and pink and pleated - teasingly slow. Her lithe fingers pluck up the material, her chest heaving and cheeks flushed full rouge. She gnaws her bottom lip when your hands meet her thighs, thumbs pressing into the meat of her inner thighs.

Her giggles are precious as she finally brings up the front of her skirt entirely.

“No panties?” you grin and she tucks her knees close, they knock against your shoulders shyly, “Whore.”

“I wanted to impress you,” she pouts, hand settling over your forehead affectionately and pushing so you're sitting down.

“Well, I’m very impressed, baby,” you lift up, onto your knees, and kiss Chrissy’s hipbone, “Very scandalous, you’ve changed.”

“In good ways, though,” she insists, kneeling in front of you and cupping your cheeks, “I wanna try something I saw.”

Chrissy sits half-on-you, one of her legs thrown over your hip and pressing her pudgy clit to yours. She’s whining sweetly into your mouth. She tastes like strawberries.

Her cunt swipes over yours - harder, more determined than her initial presses.

She hums. Moans. Mumbles and whispers and then, “good, so, so good.”

Your hand is wrenched lovingly in her hair to hold her face to yours as the tingle in your cunt swells up to the bowl of your gut. Wetness drips down the gutters of your hips and patches at the picnic blanket below you. Fruits and sandwiches long abandoned in favor of Chrissy’s newfound freedom.

Sunset in purples and pinks and oranges flesh out the way her hips work and spread her lips into the junction of yours. She gasps when your clits lock - sticky and wet - and nudge past each other. Glossy lips move and kiss along your jaw, desperate for contact, skin, your skin.

Her hips jerk and spike, hands tight on you. She likes this. She likes this a whole lot more than anything she did with Jason.

Your tits bounce beneath your shirt as her bucking hips grow increasingly frantic, her hands fly to your chest and paw at your boobs. Her warm palms sink beneath your shirt, prying under the wire of your bra and spread across your plush flesh and you’re eager to arch your back to her desire.

Yes, she likes this a whole lot more than anything before. This might be heaven (and if it isn’t, then maybe heaven isn’t worth it).

#chrissy cunningham x reader #chrissy cunningham x you #chrissy cunningham x y/n #chrissy x reader #chrissy x y/n #chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham smut #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #chrissy.🍑#anon chatter :)

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ghostlyfleur · 3 months

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How do you think Chrissy would react if you were besties and you told her you think you’re into girls and basically it ends in the two of you kissing (I think I’m slowly realizing I like girls as another girl and I just.. need some scenarios in my head🙈)

the first time you mentioned it to her, your heart would be beating out of your chest because you’re literally confessing this to your crush, even though you try to seem nonchalant. and it works.

somewhat.

truly, the only reason it works is because chrissy is internally freaking out herself. so much so she doesn’t even notice your shaking hands. i feel like she’d keep quiet about it for a while, pretending it didn’t affect her, but she also starts feeling her walls drop. your chris gets flirty and more touchy than usual, and you love it. she waited a little while enough so you didn’t even allow yourself to consider she has feelings for you. wishful thinking is your enemy. one of you guys’ sleepovers takes a turn when chrissy tells you she broke up with jason. for good.

heart racing again, hands shaking only a little less than less time, you’re anxious and maybe stuttering a little… trying to seem supportive of your friend, deep down jumping with joy that she finally left him, and chrissy would scoot closer. you two would change the subject because otherwise both of you would fall into a panic attack with how nervous you were, but you’re sitting closer than usual. completely pressed up to each other. it slowly turns into cuddling, making jokes at the movie in low voices because of how close you are, laughing into each other’s embrace, then you accidentally both turn to the other at the same time mid-giggle, and truly, how could you expect chrissy not to close the gap? you’re too pretty. it’s your fault.

you sigh into it, so chrissy doesn’t really feel any guilt.

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Glasses

Chrissy Cunningham x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 816

Warnings: A bit of language, partial nudity, making out, they watch an erotic film (nothing is described)

Summary: Chrissy has always had a crush on you, and it all comes out when the two of you have a sleepover.

Taglist: @gg-is-a-loser @yesshewrites1

Chrissy had never slept over at your house before. She’d slept over at Emily’s house, and Laura’s house, and even Stephanie Wilson’s—but never yours. You were different—she didn’t get flustered when Emily changed clothes in front of her, or when Laura called her platonic pet names. She didn’t blush when Stephanie gave her a hug.

She didn’t feel that way about Emily, Laura, or Stephanie. Not the way she felt about you.

She tried to argue when you suggested she spend the night. “I wouldn’t want to intrude,” she insisted, “I’m sure you don’t have enough space for me.”

“Oh, no, honey, don’t worry about it, we can just share my bed.”

Chrissy turned bright red. “O-o-okay then.”

You smiled, tossing her a pair of pajama bottoms. “Here, you can wear these. You can change into ‘em while I take out my contacts.”

Chrissy blinked. “C—You wear contacts?”

You laughed nervously. “Yeah, I have terrible vision. Contacts are such a pain but I hate how glasses look on me, so I usually deal with the hassle when I’m going out.”

Chrissy swallowed as you walked into the bathroom. She didn’t know why the thought of you in glasses made her so nervous—plenty of people wore glasses, it was just a normal thing. It was just… it was you. You in glasses. You must look so cute in glasses! And sexy, and—Chrissy, stop thinking, she scolded herself.

You came out of the bathroom and Chrissy tried her best to appear casual. Gosh, she’s hot with glasses on. She turned bright red and looked away from you, clearing her throat.

“Your, uh, your glasses are cute,” she managed, examining her perfectly manicured nails. And you are too—CHRISSY SHUT UP.

You giggled, sitting on the bed next to her. “Thanks, Chris. You’re cute too.” You booped her nose.

Chrissy let out a strangled noise she couldn’t quite stifle.

You pulled away in concern. “Are you okay?”

Chrissy’s eyes widened and she covered her face in mortification. “Oh, gosh, that was embarrassing,” she mumbled.

You laughed, and pulled her hands away from her face. “Don’t worry, Chrissy, I’m not gonna make fun of you.” You kissed her nose and walked over to your closet.

Chrissy fell back onto your bed, covering the probably-red heat on her face with her hands.

“So, how’s cheer going?” you asked, pulling out a t-shirt and beginning to strip down.

Chrissy froze at the sight of your bare back and cleared her throat, unable to look away. “G-good! It—it’s been good.”

“That’s great!” You turned around and Chrissy got a flash of your tits before you pulled the t-shirt over your head. She could barely breathe. You plopped down next to her with a big smile, the shirt riding up to reveal pink lacy panties. “Wanna watch Blood and Roses?”

She tilts her head. “I’ve never heard of that one.”

“Oh, it’s so good, we have to watch it.” You got up and fished for the tape in the box under your T.V. “It’s a sixties movie about vampires, you’ll love it.” You found what you were looking for and held it up triumphantly before slipping it into the player.

Chrissy swallowed. “Is it—is it scary?”

You nodded your head from side to side in a “so-so” motion. “Eh, kind of. It’s mostly just really sexy.” You grinned slyly before leaping back up next to her.

Chrissy swallowed again and watched the movie with wide eyes. Oh, gosh, she realized quickly, this is lesbian erotica.

She watched the film attentively, watching Carmilla and Georgia do things she wished she could do with you.

It ended and Chrissy was left feeling hot and dizzy. You looked over at her, grinning expectantly, but your smile dropped when you saw her expression. “Are you okay?”

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened, but she couldn’t think of anything to say. Before she could stop herself, she was grabbing your face in her hands and kissing you passionately. You gasped against her lips before kissing her back, tangling your hands in her hair and letting her push you down onto your bed.

Kissing you was like nothing she’d ever experienced before—it was nothing like Jason, or Michael, or Christopher, or any guy she’d kissed before. Gosh, it was so much better. You were so much better.

“Gods, Chrissy, I’ve been in love with you for years,” you told her breathlessly once you broke apart.

“Really?” she asked shyly, her tone a stark contrast from the hot desire she’d shown just moments before.

“Of course, Chris.” You leaned up and kissed her neck, trailing up her jaw and finishing with a soft peck to her cheek.

Chrissy giggled breathlessly, collapsing against you and nuzzling the crook of your neck. “You look so hot with glasses on.”

You laughed, rubbing her shoulder. “Thanks, Chrissy. You look hot no matter what.”

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morwap · 2 years

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑—𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟕

sub!chrissy, dom!reader, f!reciving oral, bsf!chrissy, cheating, begging

it started as a simple sleepover, a graduation and birthday sleepover, you and chrissy had planned this for months and now it was finally happening. the graduation ceremony had past and her 19th birthday was coming up so a sleepover then a shopping trip then a going to see corroded coffin in the evening was planned.

now while you were painting her nails she leaned in and kissed you, things escalated which led to her tugging at your pajama bottoms begging you to take them off.

you tugged them down quickly and you tugged at hers after, jason was far from anyone's mind, The nail polish too, it had fallen from chrissy’s grasp and onto the floor and the brush you were holding joined the bottle.

Chissy was pushing you towards the headboard gently with her body weight, getting between your legs before pulling away but staying close to where your guy’s lips still touched barely. “Can i go down on you, please? I promise i’ll do my best” chrissy begged.

You nodded without thinking and she kissed you one last time before moving her body down. Now it hit you, your best friend was about to go down on you, your stomach had butterflies and you ran through how you were gonna ask her if you could go down on her.

Her hands pulled your panties down and she sat them to the side, you watched as she smiled before her tongue met with your cunt.

Lips wrapping around your clit and soft sucks had your eyes rolling back, “just like that, doing so good chrissy” you moaned and your hand grabbed her ponytail.

You moved your hips on her, holding her in place with her ponytail. You looked down, the blue shadow she had worn all day was a little faded and smudged, chrissy opened her eyes and looked up at you.

Chrissy was still with her tongue out flat, you grinded your clit on to her. “So good for me, letting me use your tongue like this, i think my good girl deserves a reward after i cum.” you panted, chrissy moaned and hummed in agreement, her hand trailing down to her panties and pulling up on them so the fabric would rub her clit.

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twenty-thirty-two · 2 years

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Gold Stars and Candles

Chrissy Cunningham x female!reader

a/n: a little self-indulgent? of course! enjoy

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I do not consent to my work being reposted on other sites, translated or copied

Chrissy’s excitement was through the roof. It’s your birthday, the first birthday in the, fairly new, relationship. She had circled the date on her calendar, in utter anticipation, counting down the days.

Your birthday was always a hit or miss, some years it’d be great, an absolutely joyous day. Other years, you’d wish to erase the day from existence.

Chrissy had your gift all set, you’d mentioned it to her a while back, thinking nothing of it, but the cheerleader made a mental note. She bought this beautiful beige gift bag that was covered in gold stars.

On her way to check out, a card caught her eye. It has an adorable little sun on the front, reading “You’re my sunshine”. The gold accented card was immediately bought. When she got home, she practically poured her heart out on the inside of the card.

You, on the other hand, were actually excited this year. You’re in a good place in your life, good grades, a nice job, and an amazing girlfriend. You didn’t want a big party or anything, you honestly wanted to spend it with Chrissy.

The day arrived, and for the first time in a long time, you didn’t dread waking up. You got ready for the day, making yourself a nice breakfast, and choosing an outfit. You and Chrissy made plans to see each other in the afternoon, so you had some time to kill.

When she arrived, Chrissy was like a ball of energy, practically jumping up and down with her hands behind her back, clearly holding something.

You groaned in a light hearted manner, “Chrissy, please tell me that’s not what I think it is.”

She beamed, “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about!”

Your smile grew as she pulled the bag in front of her and handed it to you.

“Happy birthday, my love!” You grab the bag and before anything else, you threw your arms around her, catching the girl off guard.

A muffled ‘thank you’ was muttered into her shoulder. She knew about your difficult history with your birthday, so she made it her life’s mission to make it the best, little did she know that simply being in your life was enough.

You left the bag in your room and the two of you headed out.

“Okay, first stop: ice cream!” You nodded and she led the way.

Times like these were when you wanted to hold her hand the most. The only thing you could do was the occasional hand bump as you were walking, but that didn’t stop the two of you.

The joyous bell of the mom-and-pop shop filled the space. The cool breeze of the air-conditioned parlour greeting you like a breath of fresh air.

“Okay, what would you like?” You look around and your eye is immediately drawn to a display of the myriads of flavors in different hues and consistencies.

“Ooh that looks good, doesn’t it?” You point out one of the flavors and Chrissy orders for the two of you.

You go to pull out your wallet and almost immediately Chrissy says, “Don’t even think about it.”

She’s looking at you out of the corner of her eye as she’s counting the bills in her hand. You sigh and put it back in your bag.

“Y’didn’t have to do that.” You murmured as you’re handed your dessert.

“It’s your birthday! You’re not paying for anything, if I have anything to say about it!” You try to bite back a smile but ultimately fail.

You walk to a nearby park, almost immediately, beelining for the cute bench underneath the sturdy oak tree that provides some nice shade.

“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe I never told you how beautiful you look! I mean you always look beautiful- that’s not what I meant- you just-“ She rambles, tripping over her own words, in fear of offending you if she doesn’t phrase her words right.

“Chrissy, I know what you mean, baby. Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself. I cannot believe I got so lucky.” You look over at her, scanning her face, admiring her beauty.

The blush on her face makes your heart soar. The fact that you’re the only one who can get her to blush that way is one of the many things you love. The two of you sit and chat, sometimes coming to a stop in the conversation, comfortable silence filling the air.

By the time you’ve both finished and begin to walk back to her place, the sky is a mix of pinks, oranges, purples, and the calming blue that graces the morning sky.

“I have one more surprise for you, Y/N/N.” Chrissy exclaims as she leads you into the kitchen.

She tells you to close your eyes, and after you comply, she heads over to the fridge. A second later, it closes. You can hear her shuffling some things around and then a beat of silence.

“Okay,” She whispers, “You can open ‘em”

Before you is a pink and white cake, the colors transitioning into one another. One the sides are little red hearts that you assume are sprinkles. On the top, Happy Birthday is written in chocolate. There is a little chocolate heart next to your name. There are glittery candles around the top of the cake, illuminating the space.

A small gasp escapes you, “Chrissy, I- this is beautiful!” You walk over and embrace her. Her sweet perfume overcomes you, wanting to never let go.

Suddenly overcome with confidence, she pulls you into a passionate kiss. The kind where you swear you feel your heart skip a beat. Her hand cupping your face, almost trailing up to your hair.

“Happy Birthday, baby.”

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eds6ngel · 13 days

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living on a farm with chrissy !! ໒꒰ྀི ₍ᐢ･⚇･ᐢ₎꒱ྀི১

frilly socks. tending to the animals. going on strawberry picking dates. riding horses together. having a ton of picnics. bike rides in meadows. swinging on the outdoor porch. watering the flowers. picking corn. making home-grown meals. planting crops. milking the cows. feeding the goats. hanging the laundry in the summer breeze. wearing as many bows and sundresses as possible <3

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quickiesgirl · 2 years

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Pleasuring Sensations - Chrissy Cunningham

Paring: Chrissy Cunningham x Fem!Reader

Warning: 18+, Smut, Soft Sub/Dom, Vaginal Fingering, Chrissy Is A Senior.

Sleepovers in your house would never be allowed if your parents knew that someone you were dating was staying the night. The two of you being alone, locked away in your room, with endless possibilities would never happen.

But, they didn’t suspect a thing when you asked if Chrissy could stay the night, especially since she was another woman.

Yeah, that’s right, Chrissy Cunningham. You were with a fucking babe.

Chrissy came over after her cheer practice. She stood in front of the big mirror in your bedroom and told you about her day as she did her nightly routine, removing her blue eyeshadow with some of your wipes and pulling her blond hair out of her ponytail.

“Jason was being such a douche today.” She softly sighed, staring back at her reflection, “Ever since I broke up with him, he's always so rude to me.”

You listened to her talk as you grabbed a silky pair of pajamas you found in your closet so that Chrissy had something comfy to slip on.

“I'm so sorry, baby.”

You came up from behind and wrapped your arms around her waist, giving her a comforting kiss on her inner neck, “I'm here for you, and if you need me to, I'll go kick his ass.”

You gave her a little devilish smile as she turned around in your arms and stood on her tippy toes, reaching up and kissing you.

Chrissy was a good girl. She was so pure and perfect. She was the Queen of Hawkins High. When the two of you met, she wasn't like other teenagers. She wasn’t out trying to get drunk, party, or have sex.

In fact, she was extremely new to sex when you met. She’d never truly touched herself, pleased her body with a well-deserved orgasm. But, after the two of you started secretly seeing each other, you changed her. She became the horniest she's ever been and was constantly desiring you.

Her lips hungrily devoured yours, catching you off guard for a moment before you pushed yourself into the kiss and placed your hands against the small of her back, holding her into your body as her breasts heaved against your chest.

“Please, take me, y/n..” She breathily cried between your lips, earning a smirk from you. “You need me, baby?”

“I need you so badly.” She gave you those adorable puppy eyes and a little pout that you couldn’t refuse.

“Alright… But, you have to be quiet. You know my parents are home.”

Her head bounced, and you slid your arm around her waist, guiding her to the bed. She laid back in that cute, little Hawkins cheer uniform. You pulled back her green skirt, revealing her new crotchless panties.

“I-I put them on before I left the locker room. I thought you’d like them.” She told you, anxious about showing them off since it was a little out of her comfort zone.

“They're pretty, Chrissy.” You opened her thighs, staring at her perfect little pussy that was sticking out. Pale, smooth lips with wet, pink folds between them. “... so fucking pretty.”

You ran your middle and index fingers between her folds, sending a shiver through her body as she let out a little shuddered sigh and wrapped her legs around your waist. Your wet fingertips positioned themselves on her sensitive, untouched clitoris and began rubbing in a clockwise motion.

Your fingers teased her little bundle of nerves as you ghosted over her clit in a rhythmic motion. Chrissy gently gripped onto your bedsheets and breathed out, trying her best to keep her voice down as she watched your hand from below, working between her thighs, pleasing her like never before.

It didn't take much for you to give her an orgasm since she was still so new to the sensations. “Y-y/n?” Her gentle, shaken voice spoke up.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Can you do that thing where you curl your fingers inside me?”

You softly grinned, “Of course, I can.”

You ran your fingers down her slit and collected some of her arousal that was dripping out before you slipped your middle finger deep inside her, feeling her inner walls stretching and engulfing around you. She was so fucking wet and tight. It drove you wild.

Your fingertips caressed her plush inner walls as she let out a little moan, and her body fluttered below you.

Chrissy loved feeling your fingers inside her. It was such a comforting and sexual feeling all at once and was too much pleasure for her to handle.

You found her g-spot and rapidly curled against it as you rubbed her cute, bulging clitoris at the same time, watching her mouth drop open and let out a shuddered moan as she squirmed beneath you.

Her inner walls, squeezing and contracting around you.

“I’m- I’m going to-'' She lost her words as her head grew hazy and empty, her body dissolved into orgasmic pleasure as you fingered her through her orgasm.

“Good girl.”

You leaned forward and gently kissed her inner thigh, slowly pulling out. Your fingers coated with her thick, milky arousal.

You softly smiled down at Chrissy who was glowing with lust, and crawled up beside her on the bed, patting your lap, “Come here sweet thing.”

Chrissy let out a tiny hum as she scooted into your lap and wrapped her arms around your body, snuggling her face into your chest, using your breasts as pillows.

“I’ll get up in a few and make some popcorn. We can watch Better Off Dead while we cuddle.” You looked down at her and ran your fingers through her soft, dirty blonde locks.

“That sounds perfect.” She smiled at you before suddenly lifting up and positioning her thighs on either side of yours, her soaking pussy seated in your lap.

Chrissy wrapped her arms around the back of your neck and gave you a sweet, little kiss. “I love you.”

Your hands sneaked up her green skirt and squeezed her ass cheeks as you pulled her closer, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes, “I love you more, Chrissy.”

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sp1rit-realm · 11 months

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༻¨*:· picnic dates with chrissy cunningham ·:*¨༺

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sarahisgay01 · 2 years

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I havent seen a whole lot of Chrissy, so only if you're comfortable with it, maybe Sub Chrissy×Dom Female reader? 🥺

Of course!! I got you, love!!😊💖

Minors DNI (18+ Only!!!)

Always

Sub!Chrissy Cunningham x Dom!Fem!Reader

Notes: TW: BODY ISSUES AND MENTION OF AN ED!!! Also, underage drinking

Sorry this is long, I just liked the story I built in my head lol

Everyone knows who Chrissy Cunningham is, but everyone had different opinions on her. Some people saw her as the prettiest girl at Hawkins High, some people saw her as the ditzy blonde cheerleader, others just saw her as Jason’s girlfriend, and some just saw her as the captain of the cheer team. You viewed her differently, you saw past all of those things, you saw the true Chrissy. It was at a party a year ago, that you got to know Chrissy the way you do now. The sweet, empathetic, loving, and absolutely beautiful Chrissy Cunningham who is your best friend, that you just so happen to be in love with. About a year ago, you had attended a party at someone’s house after a basketball game. You really just wanted free alcohol, so you went into the kitchen and stole a half full bottle of tequila. Once it was in your purse, you started walking around the house, trying to find a bathroom. All you wanted to do was drink a little in peace, away from all the noise of the party, before you walked home. You figured the downstairs bathroom was going to be way too busy, so you went upstairs. When you found the upstairs bathroom, you opened the door to find a sobbing Chrissy Cunningham on the floor. You immediately closed the door, locked it, then fell to your knees beside her. Chrissy looked at you and said, “I’m okay, you don’t- you don’t have to stay. I’m alright.” You replied, “I know you don’t know me, but I’d like to help you anyway I can. Nobody deserves to be sitting on a bathroom floor crying at a party.” Chrissy responded, “I know who you are. You’re (Y/N). You’re in my history class.” You responded, “Oh. I mean- I knew that, I just- I didn’t think you did.” Her crying stopped and she asked, “What do you mean?” You replied, “I just didn’t think you would notice me, that’s all. Now, why don’t you tell me why you’re sitting in here crying?” She sniffled and said, “Jason yelled at me in front of all his friends. He said I looked like a slut and said I shouldn’t go to parties as his girlfriend if I look like I’ll sleep with everyone here.” Your mouth hung wide open and you pulled her into your chest, holding her while she started crying again. You said, “Oh, sweetie. Don’t you dare listen to him, that’s just awful. Who the fuck says that to someone and who says that to someone in front of other people. That’s disgusting, I’m so sorry Chrissy.” She said, “It’s okay. It’s not the worst thing he’s done” and you looked at her, then said “Why do you stay with him if he treats you like this?” Chrissy just looked at you and said, “(Y/N), I’m trusting you, okay? You cannot tell anyone.” You nodded your head and said, “Chrissy, I promise. I won’t tell a soul.” She said, “Well, Jason’s hit me a few times, but he also knows that- he knows that I struggle with uh- with my body. So, every time I threaten to leave him, he says that he’ll tell everyone about my eating disorder.” Your eyes softened and you said, “Chrissy, I’m so sorry. Also, you’re so beyond beautiful. I know you may not believe it, but you are. You’re so beautiful.” Normally, Chrissy hated when people would say that, but when she looked at you, she saw how you genuinely meant it. She smiled, thinking about how grateful she was that she ran into you here. Chrissy said, “Enough about me, why are you up here?” You slowly pulled the bottle of tequila out of your purse and said, “Wanted to drink a little, away from all the noise, before I walked home.” Chrissy’s mouth opened in shock, then she giggled and said, “Are you stealing that?” You smiled and said, “Mhmmm, you can come back to my house with me to help me drink it, if you want. It’s a short walk and my parents are out of town, like usual. What do you say?” Chrissy smiled and said, “I’d really like that. Can I borrow some clothes though?” You replied, “Yeah, of course, Chrissy” and the two of you went back to your house. When you both arrived, she turned to you and said, “Thank you, (Y/N). I really appreciate it.” You smiled and said, “Anytime! Now lets go drink!” The two of you laughed then went inside your house.

You said, “It’s late, so is it okay if we just go to my room?” and Chrissy replied, “Yeah, sounds good to me.” Then the two of you made your way up the stairs into your room. You allowed Chrissy to pick any clothes of yours she wanted to change into, then you picked yours out and changed. The two of you drank the entire half full bottle of tequila and talked for most of the night. You talked about family issues, school, and relationships. The two of you talked and laughed almost the whole night. That’s the night that the two of you became best friends. You were the one that helped her break up with Jason, threatening him back. He said he’d tell the whole school she’s bulimic and you said you’d tell the whole school that he’s an abusive boyfriend. The three of you agreed to keep your mouths shut, as long as Chrissy could be single. Jason agreed, not wanting to ruin his basketball scholarship. It’s been months since then and Chrissy has been the happiest she’s ever been. The two of you hang out almost every day, which is how you fell in love with her. Chrissy knew you liked girls, it was one of the drunken things you told her the night of the party. To your surprise, she had no reaction or disgust towards you, she actually didn’t care that you liked girls. You were positive she wouldn’t act the same way when she would find out about how you’re so madly in love with her. That’s why you never planned on telling her, ever.

Today, was Saturday, it was a bit late in the afternoon and you were laying in bed, reading a book. While you were reading, you heard a knock at your front door. You weren’t expecting anyone, so you were confused and went to go see who it was. When you opened the door, Chrissy was standing in front of you with red, puffy eyes and you could tell she was trying not to cry. You pulled her in for a hug and said, “Hey, what’s wrong, Chrissy? Why are you crying?” She mumbled, “My mom” and you replied, “What did she do this time?” Chrissy said, “I tried on a dress she bought me and when I told her it was too small, she started yelling at me. She called me fat and said that nobody will ever love me if I don’t lose weight.” She started crying and you held her in your arms. All you could think about is how beautiful she is and how much you loved her. That you would love her and that you thought she was beautiful just the way she was standing in front of you. You said, “Chrissy don’t listen to her, okay? I think you’re so beautiful, so beautiful. You don’t need to fit into some stupid dress to be beautiful. I think your body is amazing just the way it is. It’s beautiful, you are beautiful.” Chrissy smiled and said, “Do you really think so?” You looked into her eyes and said, “With all of my heart.” A habit you have is accidentally blurting things out and in this moment, that’s exactly what happened. You accidentally blurted out, “If you liked girls, I’d be flirting with you 24/7.” A couple seconds later, you pulled away from the hug, backing away from her and said, “Shit! I shouldn’t have said that, Chrissy. I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Chrissy.” She looked at you and you noticed her crying stopped. Chrissy, now had a smile on her face and said, “Who said I didn’t like girls, (Y/N)?” You were in shock, eyes wide and said, “W- W- What?” and she said, “Actually, I just like one girl, but I wasn’t sure if she liked me back.” She started walking towards you and said, “I think she’s really beautiful, one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen. She’s also caring, smart, really funny, and she makes me the happiest I’ve ever been.” Now, she was standing inches away from you, looking up into your eyes. You said, “You- You- You like me?” and she smiled, then nodded her head. Chrissy said, “I’ve liked you for a while now, (Y/N), but I didn’t want to say anything” and you replied, “I’ve liked you for months, Chrissy. Months.” She said, “Yeah?” and you nodded your head, then said, “Yeah. I think about you all the time, Chrissy.” Chrissy said, “What kind of things do you think about?” and she started getting even closer to you. You said, “Oh- uh- How beautiful you are. How I want to give you the world. Uh- and um- other- other stuff” and your face turned a bright red. Chrissy said, “What’s the other stuff, (Y/N)?” and you took a deep breath, then said, “Y- Y- Your lips, how uh- how soft they must be. Your uh- Your body and how perfect it is. I think about how I’d uh- how I’d show you just how beautiful you are.” Your face was really red now and your body felt hot. She said, “Kiss me” and you said, “Chrissy, are you sure?” She said, “(Y/N), just kiss me” and you did. You kissed her with all the love you’ve hidden from her for months on end, with so much passion.

When the two of you released from the kiss, needing air, you asked nervously, “Was that okay?” Chrissy replied with a cute little smile on her face, “It was perfect, (Y/N)” and you smiled, then kissed her again. This kiss was slower and more intimate than before. Your hands traveled to her waist and you lifted her shirt, slightly, then ran your fingers up and down her sides. This time when the two of you released from the kiss, you said, “Lets go to my room.” Chrissy followed you into your room and once she was inside, you closed the door, then gently pushed her up against it. She let out a little moan and you grinned, then said, “Oh? Did you like that, sweetheart?” Chrissy’s bottom lip made it’s way between her teeth and she nodded her head. You said, “Be a good girl for me and use your words, princess” and she moaned again, this time slightly louder, and it was just by your words. Chrissy said, “Y- Yes. I- I liked it” and you said, “Good girl, sweetheart.” She let out a quiet breathy moan, saying, “fuck” that you could barely hear. You grinned and said, “You like when I call you princess?” She nodded and said, “Mhmmm, like being your princess, (Y/N).” Then you asked, “What about when I call you a good girl?” Chrissy bit her bottom lip and nodded, then said, “Y- Yes, want to be a good girl for you, (Y/N). Want to be your good girl.” You looked at her and said, “Fuck, you’re so hot, Chrissy”, then kissed her. She was kissing you back hard, and you loved it. You lightly bit her bottom lip, eliciting another one of her pretty moans. Your tongue slipped into her mouth and she swirled hers with yours. When the two of you released from the kiss, completely out of breath, you asked, “Chrissy, how far do you want to take this? I don’t want to pressure you into anything.” Chrissy said, “As far as you want to go, (Y/N). I want you in complete control. I want you, (Y/N)” and you replied, “God, you’re so hot when you’re like this.” She blushed and you grabbed one of her hands, then moved her closer to your bed. You tugged on her shirt and said, “Can I take this off?” Chrissy froze and she hesitantly nodded, but she trusted you. She trusted that you were going to be loving with her. You took her shirt off and stared at her, admiring her. She started covering her body with her arms, but you moved them and held them by her sides. You looked deep into her eyes and said, “Chrissy, you are so beautiful. Your body is so beautiful, princess.” Chrissy looked back into your eyes and said, “R- R- Really?” You said, “Really. How about I show you just how beautiful I think you are, hmmm?” Chrissy responded with a breathy, “Please do. Please, (Y/N).” You smiled and said, “Anything for my good girl”, which elicited a pretty hum from Chrissy. Your hands made their way to her bra straps and you asked, “Can I take this off, sweetheart?” She nodded and said, “Please, (Y/N)”, then you unclasped her bra and slid it down her arms. You gawked at her exposed body from the waist up, thinking it was one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen.

After staring at her for probably a bit too long, you said, “Be a good girl for me and lay on the bed.” She replied, “Yes, (Y/N)” and the way she said that, her tone of voice, it made you want her more. Chrissy was so obedient and it was driving you insane with lust. Once she was laying on the bed, you said, “Good girl, Chrissy. Such a good girl for me, princess.” Then you climbed on top of her and kissed her. Your kisses soon found their way to her neck and you started sucking on her tender spots. Chrissy moaned a breathy, “Fuck, (Y/N). Fuck” and you could feel yourself starting to soak through your panties. Your mouth moved from her neck to kissing down to the center of her chest. You moved to position yourself, sitting on your heels, in between her legs. Your hands made their way to Chrissy’s breast and you started kneading them. She loudly moaned at the contact, saying, “Holy shit, (Y/N)! That feels so good, fuck!” You started pinching her nipples and her hips bucked up. Chrissy continued moaning and breathily saying your name, until you were satisfied playing with her breasts. You looked up into her eyes and said, “Chrissy, can I take your jeans off?” She nodded her head quickly and said, “Please, (Y/N)! Please!” You noticed she was becoming more needy for your touch, so you took off her underwear with her jeans. Once they were both off, you stared at her body in awe of how someone could be so beautiful. You said, “Fuck, Chrissy. You’re so beautiful, so fucking beautiful. Every single inch of you is fucking beautiful” and before she could respond your head was between her thighs.

As you looked at her pussy, you said, “So wet, princess. Is that all for me?” She moaned out, “Y- Yes, (Y/N). All- All yours” and you said, “Good girl, sweetheart.” Your tongue flattened and you licked from the bottom of her entrance up to her clit. Chrissy moaned loudly and her hips bucked up into your face. Your tongue stayed on her clit, but you pointed it and you started flicking her clit. The pace your tongue was moving was close to making Chrissy scream. She said, “Fuck! So good! So good, (Y/N)! Don’t- Don’t stop, please!” and you didn’t. You wanted to take this moment in forever, having the girl you love wanting you, needing you. Her legs started to shake uncontrollably, showing that she was getting close. You latched your mouth around her clit and started to suck on it. Chrissy’s loud moans became screams as you sucked and sucked on her clit. She was about to hit her climax and she screamed, “(Y/N)! (Y/N)! (Y/N)! Fuck!”, then came. You slowed the speed of your sucking, until she had completely ridden out her orgasm. As she caught her breath, you asked, “Was that good, princess?” Chrissy nodded and said, “So good, you were so good, (Y/N).” You grinned and said, “I’m not done with that pretty pussy of yours. You don’t know what good is yet, princess.” She gasped at your words and you grinned, happy that you made Chrissy feel good. You flattened your tongue again and licked up the cum dripping from Chrissy’s entrance, humming in pleasure at the taste. Then you tease her entrance with your middle finger, causing her to moan. You slowly slide your finger inside of her, both of you moaning at the feeling. A couple seconds later, you start to move your finger inside her and Chrissy moans out “Fuck, (Y/N).” Then, you added a second finger, eliciting a louder moan from her. You start to speed up your movements and Chrissy’s moans became beautiful, broken, high pitched noises. Her walls started to clench around your fingers and you said, “You gonna cum, sweetheart? Be a good girl and cum all over my fingers princess.” You curled your fingers, hitting her special spot, and she screamed in pleasure. Chrissy came and you let her ride her orgasm out. Your fingers were soaked in her cum, but you kept them inside of her. You wanted to make Chrissy orgasm just one more time. After she had caught her breath, you said, “One more for me, princess. Okay?” She nodded and mumbled, “Anything you want, (Y/N).” You stopped for a second and looked deep into her eyes. Then you said, “Chrissy, you’ll tell me if this stops feeling good, right? I just want make sure.” Chrissy smiles and mumbles, “You’re so sweet to me, (Y/N). Yes, I would tell you. Thank you for checking.” You smiled back at her and replied, “Anything for my princess.” She inhaled sharply as you started to move your fingers again and let out a long, loud moan. Your mouth found it’s way back to her clit and you started sucking on it again. Chrissy’s mouth was hung wide open, but there weren’t any sounds coming out it, except for a few broken noises. You took your free hand and started pinching one of her nipples, giving her more stimulation. Chrissy’s entire body was shaking now, overstimulated, and you felt her walls clench around your fingers again. Her eyes rolled back and she very loudly screamed, “(Y/N)!” You removed your mouth from her clit and slowed the speed of your fingers, until her orgasm was completely rode out. Your free hand is now beside her, helping you push yourself up, on top of her. When you finally see her face, you smile widely.

Chrissy is blissed out with a wide, closed mouth smile on her face. Her beautiful, blonde hair was stuck to her sweaty forehead. Chrissy’s cheeks were flushed and you just thought she looked so beautiful like this. You slowly removed your fingers from inside her, they were soaked with her cum and it was dripping down your hand. Chrissy whimpered at the emptiness she felt once you removed your fingers and you said, “I know, princess, I know.” You slid your fingers, soaked in Chrissy’s cum, into your mouth and moaned at the taste. She looked up at you and she moaned too. You sucked them clean and released them from your mouth with a pop. You said, “I’ll be right back, sweetheart. I’m going to go get a towel to clean you up and then we can cuddle.” Chrissy nodded, then mumbled, “M’kay”, still completely and utterly fucked out. You returned with your face cleaned off and a towel. Then you started gently cleaning her up, making sure not to overstimulate her. Once you were done, you plopped down beside her and opened your arms. You said, “Come here, princess” and she quickly moved over to lay on your chest. A little over a minute later, you hear a sniffle, then look down and see Chrissy is crying. You get concerned and soften your tone, then say, “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” She said, “It’s just that- no one has ever- no one has ever been this caring with me. Nobody has ever made me feel like- like- like that, (Y/N). No one has ever stared at my completely naked body and said I was beautiful. Nobody has ever stopped in the middle of sex to make sure I was okay. I just- you- you make me feel so cared about and just- so loved. (Y/N), I love you. I love you so much. You’re the only person who’s ever made me feel beautiful and you show me that I am. You make me feel beautiful.” The two of you sit up and you stare into her eyes, then gently cup her cheeks. You say, “Chrissy, I love you so much. I love showing you how loved and cared about you are, how important you are. You’re so important to me, Chrissy, the most important person to me. I love showing you how beautiful you are, how your body is one of, if not the most, beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on. You are so beautiful Chrissy and I’m glad that I can show you that. I want to show you and give you these things for as long as I live, Chrissy. You deserve to feel loved, appreciated, and cared about.” Chrissy started happy crying more, especially at your last sentence. You pull her into your chest and she says, “(Y/N), will you be my girlfriend now?” A wide smile appears on your face and you say, “Chrissy, you act like I haven’t been wanting you for months. Of course I will be your girlfriend, of course I will. How about we cuddle now, does that sound good?” Chrissy smiles and says, “Of course, my love” and your cheeks turned pink. You said, “Please continue calling me that, please.” She smiled and said, “Anything for you, my love.” Before the two of you started cuddling, Chrissy said, “(Y/N), I don’t think it’s fair that you’re still completely clothed.” You grinned and laughed, then said, “Chrissy Cunningham, you’re just trying to see me naked.” She replied in a playful tone, “I mean, is that a problem?” and you replied, “Not at all, sweetheart.” You stripped yourself of your shirt and then the bralette you were wearing.

Chrissy’s eyes were wide at the sight of your bare chest, in awe of how beautiful your breasts were. You said, “I’m going to leave my shorts on for right now” and Chrissy said, “Yeah, of course, my love. Whatever you want, (Y/N). Can we cuddle now? I really just wanted skin-to-skin contact when I lay my head on your chest.” Your smile reappears and you say, “Mhmmm”, then plop down on the bed. She curls into you, nuzzling her head into your chest and hums at the feeling of her cheek on your bare chest. The two of you cuddle for hours, talking, laughing, and you both took a small nap. When it was quiet, you kissed the top of her head and said, “I’m so lucky that I met you, Chrissy Cunningham. I’m so happy that you’re the girl that I finally get to call mine.” You felt her cheeks start to move upwards against your chest and you knew she was smiling. Chrissy said, “I’m so glad I met you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), I’m all yours, always.” You kissed the top of her head again and repeated the word, “Always.”

I got a littleeeee carried away with the fluffy part of this, but I think it’s so cute. I hope you liked it!!🥺

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Cherries and Vanilla

Pairing: Chrissy Cunningham x Fem!Reader

Type: Fluff

Summary: You’ve been best friends with Chrissy since freshman year but recently you couldn’t ignore your true feelings for her.

Warnings: Mentions of homophobia, mentions of bulimia

A/n: As a femme bisexual who is attracted to femmes this warms my heart!! I love writing girly stuff and this fic is so adorable!!

Chrissy is your best friend and it’s been that way since freshman year. The two of you do everything together, she’s so easy to get along with and she makes you feel appreciated. You were the only person she opened up to about her bulimia and you never left her side.

Junior year is the year you discovered your feelings for Chrissy extended that of friendship. You’d always get distracted at cheer practice because you couldn’t help but admire her. Every time she twirled the air was filled with her sweet vanilla perfume, the one you gave her for her birthday. The way she did your makeup before a game leaves you yearning to feel more of her touch. How your heart would skip a beat when she put her head on your lap. This is how you knew you were in love with your best friend.

You knew others who were attracted to the same sex like your friend Robin but it didn’t make your situation any less stressful. You knew how people would look at you if they found out. How would she look at you?

To make matters worse, she’s dating Jason, Hawkins High’s very own stereotypical jock. They are the it couple of the school and everyone is jealous of their relationship, everyone including you.

What did she see in that douche? He’s always out with his friends or at basketball practice. Jason never makes time for Chrissy, she deserves better, she deserves someone who appreciates her like how you appreciate her. But if Jason ever found out how you felt about Chrissy he’d never let her see you again.

So here you were comforting Chrissy who was crying because Jason bailed on her again, “He promised Y/n!”, she sobbed as you held her in your arms.

You were in Chrissy’s room sitting on her floral duvet as Blondie plays softly in the background, “I’m so sorry Chris, you don’t deserve this.”, your fingers brush through her blonde hair.

She pulls away and wipes her tears, how could she be so pretty even when she cries, “Let’s go out.”, she sniffles.

“Hmm..Dairy Queen?”, you asked.

“You know me so well Y/n/n!”, she smiled and grabbed your hand dragging you down the stairs and out of the house.

The two of you giggled and laughed as you walked towards the destination. The once solemn atmosphere was replaced by a warm glow, a glow only she could create.

By the time you guys arrived at Dairy Queen it was late and the sun was barley in the sky. No one else was there, just you and her. In order to save money Chrissy got one large sundae to share. Seeing her eat make you happy.

Since Dairy Queen only has an outdoor patio you shivered under the cold breeze. Chrissy scooted closer to you and put her head on your shoulder, “I feel like you’re the only person who’s there for me.”, she said and grabbed you hand to interlock it with hers.

You set the sundae down next to you, “Don’t say that Chris, so many people love you and care for you.”, she nuzzled her head closer into you.

“But no one cares about me as much as you do.”, you blushed at her words and she continued, “I’d rather be dating you than Jason.”.

You froze, did she just say that in a “you’re my best friend and I love you” sorta way or “I romantically like you” sorta way?

“Wh-what do you mean by that?”, you said in a hushed voice. Chrissy looked up at you and suddenly you felt her soft lips on yours. You tasted her cherry lipgloss and reminisce of vanilla ice cream. You both melted into the kiss, melted into each other.

She pulled back, “Is this okay?”,.

“More than okay.”, you smiled and pulled her into another kiss, it was gentle yet heated. Her hand rested just under your skirt on your exposed thigh, your arms draped over her shoulders and met each other behind her neck.

When the kiss ended you got the courage to speak up, “Chrissy, I like you…romantically.”, she brushed your hair to the side.

“I know, I’ve been too nervous to say anything.”, she looked up at the stars and you did the same.

“So do you feel the same way? Or did our friendship become really awkward?”, you said the last part under your breath.

Chrissy grabbed your chin to look at her, “Of course I feel the same way, how could I not fall in love with you.”. She stood up and you followed her.

“What about Jason?”, she laughed and rolled her eyes.

“What about him? I don’t need him now that I have the prettiest girl in the whole school.”, your heart quickened at that statement.

“I think we both know you’re the prettiest.”, you teased.

Chrissy stole a quick kiss on your lips, “Race you home?”.

“Oh you’re on, and don’t expect me to go easy on you because you’re cute.”, Chrissy started running and you followed close behind.

Both you and Chrissy could be heard laughing and yelling by everyone as you ran back to her home. People may see you as friends but you both know you’re lovers.

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