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help her out-richie and stan x reader(smut)

summary: stan is out on his senior trip, which you and rich didn't have the grades to participate in. and well i don't wanna spoil but things get smutty mwahahaha

age of stan, rich, and reader: 18 years old

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stan has never been good with sharing you with anyone, so when he asked you if you wanted to fuck rich while he was gone, you were shocked to your core.
stan knew how much you hated it when he left, he knew how lonely you got. which is why a few days ago he made plans for you. "y/n, is it ok if trash mouth takes care of you while im gone?", he said looking at you sweetly. you looked at him confused, "what do you mean by "takes care of me?"." you had a slight idea of what he meant but you didn't want to assume wrongly and have your boyfriend be disgusted by your thoughts. "i mean like, you get lonely,right? so while i'm gone he'll take care of you. he'll sleep in bed with you, drive you to school, and can fuck you, you know?", he said so casually you almost weren't shocked he actually said the last part. you were almost sure this was a trap. i mean, how do you respond to your boyfriend asking if you it was ok if his best friend fucked you while he was out of town? he could the see the loss of words expression planted on your face clearly. he quickly reassured you, "i'll be on phone while he does, i wont be mad i swear. you need to be taken care of babe, i understand.". you got worried by these words, "so you'll be sleeping with other women while your gone?", you said trying your hardest not to sound jealous, although you could tell as soon as the words left your mouth that jealousy ran through them. "no. i won't touch another girl, i swear. i only want you to be taken care of, i'll take care of myself while you're on the phone. i can watch and help him make you feel good, which will make me feel good, understand?", he said. you understood exactly what he was saying, he wanted you to fuck richie  on the phone with him whilst he guided richie , listened in, and jerked off. to be perfectly honest this didn't seem like a bad idea to you. you and stan had never had a "vanilla" sex life. you looked up at stan with a smirk, "if it's something you want to try, i'm ok with that.". he looked back at you with an excited look in his eyes, "this will be fun, yea? if you try it and don't like it we won't do again, ok?", he said reassuring you. you were fairly sure you'd like it though. i mean, nothing would ever be as good as having stan in the flesh, but you were pretty sure you could get off with rich  under the right circumstances. "ok let's do it. as long as your on the phone and talking to me, i think it might be fun.", you told him. "of course babe, and if he try's to touch you while i'm not listening you tell me and i'll beat the shit outta him.",he said sternly. "deal.", you replied. which is exactly how you got yourself in the situation you were in now, richie  standing in your room in nothing but his boxers, and stan on facetime as you lie on the bed in nothing but a tshirt and your panties.

trash mouth stood over you with a bigger smirk on his face than you'd ever seen. stan sat on the phone ready to watch and even help guide rich. by no means was this richie's first rodeo, you knew he had sex many times. you also knew he had always wanted you. not because he was in love with you or anything, he actually found you quite annoying, which says alot coming from rich. he would tease you, tell you to shut up all the time, and even ignore you when you spoke to him if you had really gotten on his nerves. still, he would always make comments about your body, how good you looked in a dress, how you're breasts had grown two cup sizes since you two became friends, how your thighs were the perfect size. none of your friends could know about this. they would give stan hell for it, but they didn't understand how far he would go to please you. he was willing to put his jealously aside and let richie fuck you while he was gone. stan sat in his hotel room on the phone, as richie talked to him, yet his eyes never left you. "can i kiss her?", he asked smugly, still staring at you. "go ahead.", stan responded, not even waiting for you to put in your opinion. richie climbs on top of you, hands beside your head holding himself up, and slams his lips into yours, connecting tounge hungrily with your own. "be gentle trash mouth.", stanley warns from your phone, propped up on the dresser. richie disconnects with your lips, rolls his eyes, then kisses you again, gentler this time. you grind against his body and into the slow passionate kiss. he disconnects his lips from yours and chuckles, "do you see how desperate she is?", he says turning to my phone to look at stan. "give her what she wants rich. go down on her.", stan tells him with a smile. "oh as much as i would very much like to do that right now and taste what you're always bragging about, she needs to earn it.", he turns back over to you connecting your eyes with his, "isn't that right princess?", he taunts as he drags his fingers up and down your thighs softly. your face turns red, and with a slight whine you turn to your phone hopeful that stanley will tell him to not tease you. stanley looks you in the eyes through the phone, "that's fine with me.", he says smiling and you see his camera move and assume he's sliding off his pajama bottoms. you whine again at his answer and look back up at richie who's still smirking down at you. he moves beside you and begins massaging both of your thighs with each hands. you whimper as he moves his hands up and down, neglecting your aching center. you reach your hand out to palm his dick over his boxers, but he moves his hips back leaving him right out of your reach. "nuhuh doll, just relax and don't be so eager.", he tells you. you look over at stan again, who nods approvingly to richie's words. "stannn mmm..tell him to touch me.", you whine out. "alright rich, she's had enough teasing.", stanley says still looking at you with lustful eyes. "oh but she's so pretty when she's squirming.", richie, who's lips are now sucking your neck, says, his words muffled as his hands continue the same dance on your thighs. "rich.", stanley says in a more serious tone. richie sighs into your neck and pulls away his lips. "alright alright, don't worry i'm more than happy to taste her.", he says as he crawls down to your parted legs. "turn me sideways so i can see him eating you and still be able to see your face.", stanley demands. you do as your told and turned your phone sideways before propping it back up against the lamp on your bed side table.

richie slides off your panties and stares at the sight of your soaking pussy before looking back up to the phone. "stan, dude, do you see how fucking wet she is? i've never seen a cunt leak this much from a thigh massage.", he says in genuine surprise. "i know, she gets like that every time, she's like a fucking water fountain.", stanley says in a slightly bragging tone, his breathing unsteady, which tells you he's already begun stroking himself to this sight. "how many times can i make her cum?", he asks stanley without his eyes leaving your pussy. "our record is 13 in one session, but you should stick to single digits.", stanley replies back. you begin to grow increasingly impatient listening to their words as your pussy stays untouched, aching, and exposed. you buck your hips up, hoping to catch friction on richie's face, to no avail as he holds your thighs down. you whimper desperate for touch as you stare at richie begging him with your eyes. "alright doll i hear you, i hear you.", richie laughs before releasing one of your thighs from his grip and dipping his index finger in between your folds, collecting your wetness. you let out a loud moan at the touch, and buck you hips up for more as he removes his finger and sticks it in his mouth, sucking off your juices. his pupils grow as he takes his finger out of his mouth. "fuck", he whispers underneath his breath before barring his face in your pussy, making a high pitched moan escape you lips. he licks you up and down, playing with you clit with his thumb as his tongue fucks your entrance. "fuck....ughhhhh...mmmmm...", you moan out at the feeling of his skilled hands and mouth. you hear stan let out a throaty groan as he watches you and richie with hungry eyes. "is that good baby?", stanley asks you. you turn back towards your phone, "it's...so fucking...good.", you manage to stutter out in between moans. you look at him, your eyes focus on his, and imagine he's the one making you feel like this. this thinking process makes it 10x more enjoyable than it already is and before you know it you feel a knot growing in your lower stomach. "fuck...mmm...i'm gonna...i'm gonna cum.", you say each word harder to get out than the last. you feels richie nod into your pussy as stanley says, "cum y/n, cum.". with that the knot in your stomach burts into a warm wave that courses over your body, your pussy grinding against richie's head. as you ride out your high you hear stan let out a loud moan, before breathing shakily and spitting out praises to you. richie lifts his head up, his face drenched with a pussy drunk expression. you smile, out of breath, "can i return the favor to him?", you ask stan. richie answers before stanley can, "no need. i busted the moment your pussy hit my mouth.", he said standing up as you moved your eyes down to the white wet spot on his boxers. you smile at him and back at stan. "it looks like tonight's session is cut short, i came right after y/n came, i just missed those pretty moans so much i couldn't help myself.", he admits with a smile. richie lays down on the bed next to me, glasses fogged breathing heavily. "there's always tomorrow though right?", he says smiling. stan replies, "and maybe tomorrow you'll actually last long enough to stick your dick in her trash mouth.", he says smiling.

FOR ALL YALL THAT HAVE BEEN WITH ME SINCE MY VERY FIRST SMUT, HOW YALL FW THE PROGRESS IVE MADE HUH?? YEAAA LUX IS NOW FUCKIN THIS SHIT UPPPPP.