Richie, baby. word count-791

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"Come on, Richie." I consoled him. "It will all be fine." Richie's cousin is moving in with him and his family due to financial struggles. His mom is paralyzed from the waist down, and where they live, there aren't many people who will take someone who can't use their legs. His cousin, Wilber, is a dirty, useless, unworthy, no-good, piece of shit who constantly beats up on Richie. "No, y/n. It wont be okay. He's going to try and take you away from me. He's going to make my life miserable. He's going to rui......" He trailed off, pacing around his bedroom. I looked at the Iron Maiden poster he had on his wall and remembered back to that one time when me and him layed on his bed with our headphones in and listened to Iron Maiden. It's our favorite band. "Ugh, hello. Y/n, are you even listening??" He said with a little bit of attitude in his voice. I stood up, put my hands on his shoulders, and planted a soft kiss on his mouth. He grinned and hugged me. "I promise, nothing, especially not your douche of a cousin, will take me away from you." I whispered in his ear. "He hugged me a little bit tighter and said, "Promise?" In that soft, innocent voice that he only ever has once in a blue moon. "On Iron Maiden." I whispered back. He stepped away, laughing at my remark, and sat on his bed. He patted next to him, motioning me to sit down. "Oh, I think I know a way comfier place to sit, Rich." I giggled. He raised his brows, "Oh yeah, this is a fuckin water bed, try me." I laughed and placed one leg on his left side and the other on the right. He knew what I was doing. Its so unbelievably easy to get him horny. He got up, me still wrapped around him, and shut and locked the door. He gently tossed me onto the bed and took his shirt off. He had been working out lately, and had a little muscle on him, I was already wet and ready to ride him all day. He opened my legs and hovered over me, kissing my stomach and chest. I started taking my shirt off. I sat up, and he unhooked my bra and tossed it across the room. It landed on his guitar and slowly slid off, onto the ground. He started kissing my neck, then around my collarbone, leaving a trail of hickeys. He went lower and lower until he got to my chest. He looked up at me, blushed and started suckling on my nipples. He had my left breast in one hand, and he had started slipping his hand under my shorts. He was tracing tiny circles on my clitoris, over my panties. It felt okay, but not good enough. I was already moaning from him sucking my nipples, but his fingering job wasn't doing much more for me. I bucked my hips up and slid my short off. I then did the same thing with my panties. He slid down to my vagina and started kissing around my thighs. I was staring at the ceiling, thinking about his good his dick would feel in my pussy when suddenly he stuck two fingers in my pussy and started thrusting. He was curling them with every thrust, hitting my g spot and making me moan. I covered my mouth, as his parents were just down stairs. I was bucking my hips every five seconds or so when he surprised me yet again by flicking my clit with his tongue, I was about to cum when he trusted harder than had was before and it completely sent off the edge. I grabbed two fistfuls of his blanket and groaned in pleasure, trying my hardest to keep quiet. He sat up and grinned at me. His face was sparkling from my cum. He winked and licked his fingers. I was completely out of breath. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing. He lightly  touched my clit. I flinched and snapped my legs closed.  He quickly pulled his hand away and wiped it on his shorts. He looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. "So I'm assuming you felt good?" He asked jokingly. I giggled, breathing more controlled, "Yeah, really, really good." I answered. He unbuttoned his khaki shorts and pulled his dick out. His dick was big. Not something you would usually expect from someone like him. He was around six and a half inches when hard and was definitely girthy.   

(Sorry it was short, I'll publish the next part either tonight or tmrw ❤❤❤) - author

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