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attitude.

pairing: bronx native!connie x black fem!yn

synopsis: running your mouth while drunk and getting testy with connie wasn’t your brightest idea.

word count: 1.1k

author’s note: marni here HEYYY! it’s been a year & a half since publishing my hobo eren smut and after much speculation, i realized i’m not done with tumblr LMFAOOO. i got too much nasty shit to think and write about so enjoy bronx connie fucking your shit up. please be at least 17+ when interacting with my works. much love, marni <33.

content warning: dirty talk (eng & spa), big dick!connie, cervix kissing, he’s a little mean, creampie, mirror fucking, backshots, rough sex, praise, degradation, thumb in booty action (my fav), floch, implied masturbation, recording, choking, dumbification, probably many typos of mine

[2:29am]

another moan left your lips as connie drove his dick deeper than the last stroke, nudging against your cervix with a nasty wet squelch before he pulled back out and let his tannish-brown dick rest between your fat asscheeks. the cream that coated it made him wanna nut, but he wasn’t done with you yet.

you on the other hand were shaking like a leaf from your other relentless orgasms, using this time to try and shuffle away from his demon dick before he snatched you back towards him.

“why you running ma? you told me i was too pussy to do something, right?” his accent was thick and low in your ear, making you clench around the cool air in your room. you knew connie was never one to back down from anything especially when involving you, but the drinks you had at the party earlier made you want to be testy with him.

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INSTAGRAM

sheluvspringer replied to your story

the fuck??

why is floch mad close to you y/n 😐

you

1 thing you not is what? 🧏🏾‍♀️ say it w/ me: my nigga.

sheluvspringer

don’t ever fix your fingers to type that dumbass shit to me again y/n.

& floch? you need to do better🙎🏽‍♂️

you

make me? oh okay!

you ain’t on shit, you mad pussy bye

floch could do the shit you do & then some BYE LMFAOOOO 😭😭

sheluvspringer

ykw, you got it my heart 🙏🏾

safety, i’ll see you.

you

uh huh ‘preciate you gang 🙏🏾🙂‍↕️

THEY PLAYING MEG WAITITIT

IM ON THAT YAC I WANNA DANCE

seen.

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and damn here you are now, getting fucked up. his nails digging into your waist made you squirm around, whining from the back of your throat cause you didn’t have time for his games, you wanted to keep going.

“c-connie please! ‘m sorry ‘m sorry ‘m sorry, won’t do it again please fuck me..!”

connie looked down at you, grabbing the base of his dick before guiding his tip over your wet slit slowly while tapping at it, almost twitching from the noises your pussy made and the strings that connected to him. he really did want to keep going, but he wasn’t feeling too nice at the moment and enjoyed your begging for his dick.

“tu coño está goteando ahora mismo. floch no puede follarte así, ¿verdad, nena?”

his spanish accent had your toes curling especially when you knew he said some foul shit. most times you’d be able to understand some of what he said, but your mind was too hazy around the fact that he was already already sliding back into your dripping entrance at a swift pace, nearly knocking the wind out of you.

connie lifted your head slightly, his tatted left hand wrapping itself around your neck to squeeze with his cool chain resting on your back. you caught the sight of yourself in your mirror and it was nasty; your bonnet was sliding off your head, drool was pooling at the side of your lips, your pierced nipples were out and hard with dark ass hickies scattered all over your chest, and connie was staring right at you while slowing his pace, making your pussy clench cause he was too fine.

toes curling and stomach locking up, your closed your eyes and let out a cry, his tip nudging your cervix again while you let out a couple of wet queefs. his laughs and heavy breaths filled the room as he slowed down, letting go of your throat before sitting back up to get a view of his creamed covered cock sliding out. “fuck, i’m digging you out that good mama?”

before you got the chance to answer, he thrusted back in and made you queef again, mumbling, “matter fact, hush up for me.” before letting spit gather on his tongue then letting it drop onto your asshole, using his free thumb to rub it around in time with his harsh paces again.

the male reached over and grabbed his phone, beginning to record with the flash on so he could see better for when he wants to watch on his own time, pointing it at your ass. if anyone else was in the room, all they would hear is ass clapping loudly against his hips, your winces and moans, and even his own moans and grunts.

“tell floch who’s treating your pussy right, bonita. tell him who.” he seethed, thrusts becoming harsher while you gasped and tried to push against connie’s stomach, but it didn’t work since he had his thumb hooked into your ass to pull you back.

“you better take all this dick, i’m not fucking playing with you.”

butterflies erupted in your tummy once you heard the lust and seriousness in his tone, moving your hands out the way before responding to his request the best you could, words coming out choppy and high pitched. “f-uck! you con- haah~! ‘m so close please please please ‘m sorry!”

“thereeeee we go, such a good girl for me aren’t you? should i let you cum?” a switch went off in your head as soon as you heard the word “cum”, babbling and begging getting louder. connie closed his eyes and felt his balls tighten up, signaling his release was close while also moaning from the warmth of your gummy walls squeezing his dick so good.

he pulled his thumb out to slap your ass roughly, pushing you further into the bed before setting the phone down to keep it recording, both hands resting on your hips before speeding his pace up, heavy balls repeatedly slapping your sensitive clit.

“cum with me baby, make a mess all over my dick.”

connie jabbed at your spot one last time, making your body lock up and tighten before whining loudly with tears running down your face as you creamed all over him. his thrusts slowed down to an eventual stop, moaning all kinds of spanish curses as he nutted inside.

he wasted no time in grabbing the phone, staring at it. “leave us the fuck alone.” and stopped the recording, ditching it before leaning down to wipe your tears and press soft kisses to your face.

“i’m right here pretty, you good?”

on floch’s end . . .

his phone dinged, making him raise a brow as he put his pencil down and went to open his messages, breath getting caught in his throat once he seen your ass getting fucked in the thumbnail. floch scrambled to find his airpods, putting them in his ears before pressing play and was already digging his hand in his sweats.

once floch saw connie’s strokes get rougher and your ass bubbling up each time, his dick grew harder while the tip became a soft pink color and began to leak precum out, his cheeks turning red from arousal before letting out a shaky breath.

yeah, he wasn’t getting work done no time soon.