#Abby Anderson Blurbs

[sweet-lover-girl]

Okay like— yeah people who can squirt hard is hella hot. But what about the gentle squirters? The ones who barely squirt anything out but you made them feel so fucking good, they managed to gently squirt for you..

Now. What about Abby helping her girlfriend— who thought she couldn’t squirt at all, but Abby managed to get her too, just a gentle squirt…

holy shit, this has me fucked up…more then it should

Warning(s): reader is mentioned to having thick thighs and a belly pooch(Sorry, I can’t help myself)lesbian sex, oral sex, squirting, praising, curse words, strap on mentioned, humping, fluff at the end, very slight eating/sharing cum, very slight chocking, dom/sub dynamics (think that’s it?)

I got random horny inspiration to write this last night while high at like 9pm and I proof read this so much…so please avert your eyes to any mistakes that may have lingered…now I’m gonna go back to hiding, love y’all!

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You let out a cry as Abby sucked at your clit, softly rolling her tongue across that sensitive bundle of nerves. Making your thighs tremble around her head, the thickness of your thighs pressed into the sides of Abby’s face, making her eyes roll back and letting out a deep groan as she was surrounded by your scent and heat. She was grinding down against the sheets under her hips, her cunt throbbing at the sounds you were making - the cries of her name, flowing off your tongue like a prayer.

“A-abby-ahh” you moaned. She hummed in response against your puffy clit, the vibrations running up your spine and made you arch your back - while you do this you pulled your legs up a little unknowingly, making Abby dig her blunt nails into your soft thighs, to stop you from pulling away from her mouths assault as she continued to eat you out.

“Please— I can’t- mercy” You begged Abby, digging your fingers into her hair, you had ruined her braid. Strands were pulled from the once beautiful french braid she had done that morning. Now looking like a tangled mess from your clinging hands, pulling and pushing her away indecisively.

She growled as you pushed her away once more, she looked at you with narrowed eyes and suddenly pulled you back down by your hips. Placing her large hand over your stomach to hold you still,”Stay put,” She said in a husky voice, a raspy sound from eating you out for so long. You nodded your head quickly enough to make her chuckle deeply against your pussy, she ran her hand up your chest and grabbed at your tit— squeezing the fat gently, rolling her palm against your breast to massage it.

You sigh and relaxed against the bed, your breathing in deep breaths and letting them flow out softly.

“Good girl.”

You hum as she leaned back down to your sopping core, now that you were relaxed, she can do her fucking job.

Pulling your thighs back around her head, Abby licked at your leaking hole quickly. Lapping up your slick - tasting that sweet salty taste of you. The one taste she always craved, the taste of her sweet girl. Abby groans as she grounded her hips just right and snagged at her throbbing clit on the sheets, the sounds she was letting out had you curling your toes and clenching at the blanket.

“Fuck, Abby,” moaning out her name as your hips jolt up against her mouth - she sucked at your clit. Pressing down against the bundle of nerves she shook her head side to side quickly, moaning as she felt your hole clench against her chin. She had her drool - mixed together with your cum running down her neck. Her perked nipples were able to rub against the rough bedsheets - as her top half was bare of any clothes, Abby gently rubs her chest on the bed to further stimulate her nipples. She also neglected to wear any underwear, all she had on was her black sweats that were now soaked.

You gasp and quickly sit up on your elbows and looked down at Abby, clenching at the bed sheets as you felt a strange urge to pee. You pull your thighs up, trying to free yourself. Making Abby growl out and pull your back down, she knew you were about to cum, she could tell by the quickened pace of your breathes; taking quick inhales and exhales. Abby looked up at you, her eyes were black with lust, that beautiful blue you knew was gone.

You shook your head, pulling your legs up weakly once more and tried to talk again,”A-abby, ‘m gonna pee,” you managed to gently say. Nodding her head, Abby hummed around your clit, her hand letting go of your breast and resting it on your lower belly— pressing down against the little pooch there, gently squeezing at the fat and digging her nails into it; marking your skin with crescent indents. You roll your hips and quickly grab at her hand - holding it against you to help ground yourself. You stretch your legs out a little as they tremble around Abby’s head.

And then— the damn finally busted.

You held your breath as your body locked up, you felt this sudden warmth run over your cunt, making you shake— and quietly whimper. It felt like this warm release leaving your body, and the only thing that was grounding you was your hold on your lovers hand. Abby gasped and her eyes widen, feeling that warmth of your sweet nectar gently gushing onto her tongue. She groaned against your wet pussy, her tongue cupping it to catch as much of your cum as she could.

“Fuck, knew you had it in there.” Abby cursed out, pulling away to rub at your puffy clit, watching the wetness splash your inner thighs. Sticking her tongue back out to catch the droplets of liquid, she grinned as she saw your eyes roll back and you chest heaved with heavy breathes. Leaning your head back to bask in the feeling of cumming, you cried out as you felt Abby lean back down and place a kiss on your pussy. Sucking your clit into her mouth and letting it go with a pop, she did these two things a few times. Switching back and forth between them.

Kissing. Sucking, kissing. Sucking.

Dragging her large calloused hands up your waist, Abby used her strength to pull you down by your hips, she then wrapped her strong arms around your thighs tightly and dived her face deep into your cunt, her nose rubbing up against your clit— bumping into it as she drank up as much as she could from you.

You had dropped down onto the bed and you arched your back as your hands fly down to grip at Abby distraught hair. Moaning as you roll your hips to ride your high for as long as you could— that pressure you had felt has finally lifted off your sensitive bladder after you came. You tug at Abby’s hair, trying to pull her up so you could kiss her. She slowly followed your lead, placing kisses across your body the further up she went— leaving behind faint wet marks from her lips before she finally met your greedy mouth.

You tangle your hand in her hair as you kiss her, Abby was sharing your cum with you, that salty tang that was so familiar to you. Your teeth clacking together as you and Abby fight for dominance, Abby winning when she places her hand over your neck and gently squeezes it, cutting off some of your air. You whimper, tilting your chin up a little and you wrapping legs around her waist to pull her hips down onto your own. The sudden weight of her hips landing down on your cunt made you gasp against her lips and push your chest up into hers.

Gripping at her hair even tighter as you felt Abby begin to hump her hips against yours. Acting like she was fucking you with her strap-on, her hold on your neck got a little tighter the harder she rocked her hips into yours. Abby pulled away from your lips to breath - she kissed around your face, her warm breaths running across your skin and giving you goosebumps. Her arm that was holding her up was flexing and bulged out, she then began to gently whisper soft praises at you.

“My good girl, came so hard for me.”

“I’m so so proud of you baby.”

“Made me cum in my sweats, Sweet girl.”

And after that, you barely remember any aftercare, as you were dozing in and out of sleep, but Abby had bathed you both and helped you brush your teeth before rubbing lotion into your skin and quickly getting you into bed.

You were so tried and out of it that you forgot to get Abby off, which was something you took quite seriously because she was never treated properly like that, getting to cum by someone else’s hand. But while Abby was humping you, she managed to cum as well with the help of the rough texture of her sweats rubbing up against her large clit and the constant thudding of your hips. You both went to sleep happy and sated that night.

…

You sigh as you stretch out, your body aches in such a sweet way, you always loved the morning after with Abby; you both would sleep in and stay in bed all day just holding each other and sharing kisses under the blanket.

Turning your head away from the bright sun gleaming in through the window and into your bedroom - though you weren’t gonna complain to much as you have a beautiful view over looking the stadium thanks to Abby’s solider status and to your nursing skills.

You sigh out once more before you tried to roll over but felt something holding you back, you drowsily look down to your waist and see Abby’s arm is wrapped around it. She was actually awake but her eyes were shut, she was still feeling sleepy and she just wanted to lay in the warm morning sun while holding her lover - basking in the warmth running through her body, she felt full of love.

You look at her handsome face, seeing all the freckles were the sun kissed her a little to much lately, tracing them with your eyes before your gaze fell onto her full lips, the adorable pout she always seemed to have. You lean down and gently capture her lips with your own, she didn’t kiss back, but you could feel her grin grow as you kissed her.

Pulling away you saw Abby was still feigning sleep, so you leaned up and kissed her forehead next,“Good morning love,” you whisper quietly, knowing that nickname would raise her— she loved that nickname..

Abby finally opened her eyes and stared at you sleepily, her blue eyes twinkling in the morning sun, though she wasn’t smiling - her eyes were. Her hair was free of the tangled braid from last night and was flowing across her pillow like a honey colored halo. She pulled you down next to her suddenly— making you gasp soft and giggle quietly as you cuddle up to her. She kisses your forehead and rubs your back gently as she whispers in a groggy morning voice,”I love you Pumpkin.”

You bite your lower lip as you feel yourself smiling like a goof at her heartfelt words that were as warm as the morning sun.

“I love you too Abby.”

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I didn’t have to add the fluff at the end buuut…

yes I did.

[amourrs]

abby who has a little black vintage polaroid that she keeps in her nightstand drawer and only really uses when you two fuck. i mean, what can she say? it’s not her fault that you looked so picturesque when you were on your knees in front of her sucking her strap, a tiny click your only warning before your shocked eyes and teary face were captured for all eternity in print. and, like, was she supposed to just not take the close up picture of your ass covered in massage oil as she fucked you in doggy after a date-night-turned-fuck-session? she treasures her pervy little photos, much to your embarrassment, by tucking them into the clear pocket of her wallet behind a little photo of you two kissing cut from a strip that you two took in a mall photobooth. she switches them out every time she takes a new one and mostly they just stay behind the photobooth pic, a secret only you and abby are privy to… that is, until a barista at your local coffee shop decides to flirt with you with abby standing literally six fucking steps away. it’s then that the dirty blonde butts in, wallet in hand as she pretends to fuss over you. “oh, let me get it baby, put your card away- oops, how did that fall out of there!?” heat rises to your face like a tsunami as both you and the barista stare in silence at a photo of you clad in lacy white underwear, bite mark dented into the soft flesh of your ass and a hand unmistakably belonging to abby clamped around your exposed hip. abby lets it sit there a second before picking it up and happily sliding it back into place, slipping her card out as you and the barista both look anywhere but at each other as your girlfriend whistles cheerily. “so, how much do i owe you for her coffee?”

[lillysbigwilly]

abby + ellie (separately) and their head scratches

ellie never used to give a shit about her her until she met you. it was constantly knotty and normally greasy because honestly who gives a fuck about greasy hair in the middle of the apocalypse. that was until she met you and learnt how much you loved to run your fingers through her hair

ellie started washing her hair more, brushing out the knots so your hand could effortlessly run through the strands. she’d just lay on your lap, that was the signal. it was the way she de-stressed. your hand soothing her to a state of peace

abby always had her hair up in that gorgeous plait. you loved it, you really did so normally, you’d settle on brushing her baby hairs out of her face rather than running your hand completely through it

abby caught on though and god if she loved the subtle way she was obsessed with the real deal. she started wearing her hair down around you knowing you’d run your hand through it. it put her in a state of affection. i’m not kidding, that woman would be all over you the second you ran your hand through her strands. affectionate kisses all over your face, hee head buried in your shoulder

abby would, quite frankly, turn into a small child when she had her hair played with

[abbyscherry]

daily click | palestine masterpost | important tlou post

abby who has to sit through an entire show, with you talking about every single thing that’s amazing and terrible about it, and sometimes she can’t focus on what she’s watching because you’re so happy and excited that she’s finally watching what you’ve been begging her for months to watch. so when you start slapping her arm, excitement running through your veins about a certain part coming up, that you love, she can’t help but sigh deeply through her nose.

she loves it when you get happy and excited about anything, but she can’t stop herself from grabbing your chin between her fingers—  fingers that you daydream about constantly, and forces you to look at her. her nostrils flaring just enough, jaw clenching and eye twitching. “abby you’re missing—” her fingers are instantly prying your mouth open, and slipping them in, almost gagging you, cutting off all words and you’re eyes went wide when she grinned down at you. shutting you up instantly. quite literally.

“baby, m’trying to watch. you told me not to spoil the walking dead ending for you, so let me finish and then we can talk about it when this episode is over”

it wasn’t a bad trade. this just finally meant abby could watch the episode— that has been paused for almost 5 minutes because you keep talking, and almost spoiling it for her, without any interruptions, aka your comments and whispers. and you got her fingers. perfect.

[munsonsfairy]

men + minors don’t interact 18+

abby being the type to kiss you right after you put on lipgloss because she loves to see your lips a mess. sometimes she’ll watch you put it on just so she can grab your face and deeply kiss you. you always wanted to be mad but the way her lips moved with yours or the way her tongue traced your lips made you dizzy. when abby pulled back, she’d lick her lips to taste your gloss, “vanilla?” her blue eyes staring into you while she slipped her thumb into your mouth. the way your lips looked around it made her groan, “fuck, you look so pretty like this.”

thank you @worldwidegirlhood & @humilityshown for reading it first <3

[astralnymphh]

abby is a morningtime maniac— for those who oversleep! ascribe it to this: fumbling your sleep schedule because you fret over the daylight worries that somehow slipped past dawn and happened to cling to your brain and pester you to disquietude? or you've merely acquired a schedule viable for rot because of that all-consuming addiction to the little handheld screen in your trained palm? so now, half past the time abby has set your alarm to ring at— you're still snoozing? not on her watch. "hey— wake up, loads of stuff to do today, remember?" muggy of her breath and tinted with a slight grog in the pit of her throat, a thumb traces the dip below your lip, nudging your head left to right softly as spring's greenest day— but to no avail, "gosh, we seriously need to get your schedule in check." a scoff dusts her lips, then— she relents, "no choice it is then, got it." and by asudden weightlessness, two stouts of arms weasel beneath the curves of your backside and crane you into her chest, and the swift deprive of gravity feels as though an empty cosmos has grown below you, and like that— you're awake. "what the— abby?" you squint, double take your surroundings, squint some more, the face of your beloved muscle machine blurry. yet after a few blinks, you think you gauge a quarter-moon smile, and some chuckled tongue-in-cheek retort rushing to your ears, "didn't seem like you we're going to wake up anytime soon, what, stayed up all night on me again? hmph, you dork."

DAILY CLICK . READ THIS . PALESTINE MASTERPOST

[mxlti-fand0m-imaginess]

"just relax baby. you do this to me all the time, you can take it," you said, dragging the tip of the strap through abby's folds, her breath hitching when it brushed over her clit.

"i know. it's just- i've never..." abby trailed off, her cheeks painted in a soft blush.

a smile grew on your face as you looked down at your girlfriend. "you mean to tell me you've never been fucked before?"

she nodded shyly, her timid manner somewhat of a stark contrast to her usual personality, but you couldn't help but find it adorable.

"oh, my poor baby. don't worry, i'll go easy on you. this time."

lining up the strap with her dripping pussy, you slowly pushed in. abby whined at the feeling, the stretch from your cock being a new sensation entirely. you inched your way in, watching her reactions closely to make sure she was enjoying it as much as you were. because seeing your big, strong girlfriend fall apart underneath you? that was a sight you could never get sick of.

tags: @velvet-sugarcookie @fictionalgap @ihyperfixatetoomuch @marsworlddd

[livelaughloveelliewilliams]

name something you might hurt yourself riding on:

[hope-drunk]

if you’re not too busy, could you write something abt reader x mommy!abby, the way you write her makes me a little bit feral 🧸🤭 keep thing abt her taking me from the back, smushing my head against the mattress eek

“fuck, just stay like that, sweetheart.” abby says.

your chest is pressed to the bed, but your ass is high in the air. you feel like abby’s strap is hitting every inch of your body.

your face is smushed into the pillow, forcing your mouth to fall agape. you could feel the drool start to slowly fall out.

you feel so full of abby, her hand is placed on your back so she makes sure you keep the arch.

“doing so good for mommy, huh? feel good?” all that you can do is whimper; use your last bit of strength to push back into her. “i know, doll, i know.”

she doesn’t slow her pace when you reach a hand back and press on her hard stomach. feeling her abs sends a wave of arousal through you. you love when she fucks you like this. all sloppy and deprived. like she hasn’t seen pussy in years. her words are always so calm, but you can tell by the way she’s grunting how turned on she is.

“god, i can’t take it.” you whine, continuing your useless pushing against her.

“yeah you can, baby. you’re my good girl. just fucking take it, know you’re close.”

you can’t tell her she’s wrong. the ruthless pace of her hips brings you closer and closer to your orgasm with every thrust.

“want you to cum, baby. c’mon, you can do it.”

her words make your head fuzzy, and before you know it you feel your heart speed up. you clench around the strap as abby keeps pumping into you. your moans are louder than you want them to be, but you can’t help it.

your thighs are shaking as abby pulls out, “so fucking good for me, baby. so good for mommy.”

[eroseas]

I saw your post about the requests and wanted to ask if you'd be open to writing something about y/n calling her huge dom girlfriend abby her pretty princess after abby being used to being called handsome, buff, or masculine compliments in general if you catch my drift :)

hey y'all. long time no fuckin' see. thank u for the ask, nonnie! cw: nsfw!

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abby's not expecting it, for the most part. thinks she's heard all the compliments you've had to give⎯ handsome, my prince, my knight⎯ and you do deviate from those compliments sometimes. not very often, but enough to give it some variety. and, honestly, that's probably why you get the reaction that you do get.

you didn't think much of it⎯ abby's probably the most masc lesbian you've ever been with, and she seemed to have her preferences to what she liked to be complimented with. she never complained, and you never asked, and it'd been fine. but, for whatever reason, you couldn't help but start to look at her and think, such a pretty girl.

you'd slipped up a few times, too. couldn't quite help it because she'd always looked so good after a workout or a shower. a mumbled little, "my pretty girl." under your breath that her ears just barely picked up. she'd give you a little smile and a kiss on the forehead before going about her day, but you could see that little dazed look on her face. you'd only hoped it was a good thing.

it's during one of those rare moments where abby where relax enough against the sheets and let you have her way with her. those rare moments where you get to make her come undone all over your mouth, and the sight is beautiful. muscles tense, flexing, relaxing⎯ her back arching to get her hips closer to your face, and it's a rush of power every time. something about having abby⎯ taller, bigger⎯ under you, falling apart because of you, has your head clouding. getting to treat like a pillow princess is a thrill, and maybe that's why it slips out so easily.

your head between her strong thighs, her hand on the back of your head, and your hands gripping her hips. licking at her clit, then pressing kisses to her cunt as you come up for air. abby's mouth parted around short puffs of air, her eyes closed and just a bit of drool pooling at the corner of her mouth. soft dirty blonde hair in a braid over her shoulder, and you can't help but sigh at the sight of her. "my pretty princess," you breathe, face wet with her slick, "so beautiful."

the reaction isn't something you thought you'd get out of her, but it happened anyway. a little hitch in her breath, her eyelashes fluttering before she looks down at you, and she's letting out a whimper.

"fuck." it's almost a given that she doesn't let you out of bed for the rest of the night. multiple orgasms on your tongue and the same treatment for you, too, but under the agreement that you keep calling her your pretty princess. and you're more than happy to oblige, yeah?

[sweet-lover-girl]

abbyabby deff slams the headboard and makes the bed creak 🙏

Oooo definitely! I feel like she would hit the headboard when she gets super into it, dunno why but don’t worry she would never hurt you, unless you asked nicely..

I hope you like this, I kinda went off track with it..haha…anyways, as always I hope you like it never the less!

(Sorry if you wanted a head-canon, I just wrote a little story…)

You would be laying on your tummy— ass in the air, Abby would be leaning over you, both hands clenched on the headboard for balance as she fucks into your wet pussy from behind. Your hips bouncing on her cock making the fat on your ass jiggle every time your hips met, fucking harder into you when you squeeze around her strap making her curse out, fuck.

Abby would be grunting with every other thrust, slamming her hips against your ass hard— because every time she did you would let out the sweetest noises. She wanted to make you cry out her name and scream, but alas it was two in the morning when she woke up to you humping her thigh in your sleep, so you need to stay quite baby. Is what she whispered in your ear, in that sleep husky voice as she began to gently fuck you with her strap— you still half asleep but you nod because you wanted to be praised for being a good girl. Biting your pillow softly to help stay quite.

She chuckled darkly as she said those words you wanted to hear,”That’s my good girl,” her grip got tight on your hips,”now stay put and let me fuck you.” Fifteen minutes later she had you begging and crying out.

“F-fuck—Abby please—“

“That’s it baby, just let me use you.”

You arch your back even more, pressing your breasts against the bed— letting Abby have her way with you. She growls out as you do this, so fucking submissive for me. Her hold on the headboard getting tighter as she slams into your tight cunt, making you mewl out.

And Abby was so close to cumming— and she can feel you are too, that and if your begs and cries were anything to go by. She panted out,”Fuck ‘m gonna cum babygirl,” her eyes shut without her consent as she felt that red hot flame in her abdomen get larger.”gonna cum.” Sweat dripping down her neck.

She lets out a shout by accident as she slams her palm against the wood of the headboard— making you jump and clench around her cock. She buried her cock into your wet pussy, the tip of it grinding against your cervix as she humped against your ass—grinding her clit against the ridges on the inside of the harness.

Your hips jolting as she did this, grinding the tip against your sweet spot,”please Abby-please let me cum ‘ve been so good!” You cried out. She let go of the headboard and leaned down pressing her chest hard against you back, grasping your chin in her left hand—making you look at her over your right shoulder as her right hand flicked at your swollen clit.

“Fuck baby, fucking cum for me now.” She growled, her nose pressed against your cheek, watching your eyes roll back as she began to fuck back into you roughly—making the bed frame shake and make a high pitched squeaking noise with every thrust.

Her hand let go of you chin to quickly cover you mouth and nose as you came, cutting your shout off and forcing you to hold your breath. You fucking love this don’t you pumpkin. Abby growled as she pressed her hand a little harder against your face, letting the asphyxiation set in.

You shook in your lovers strong arms as tears finally fell down your face and landed on Abby’s hand. “Awe, my pretty baby is crying? Good.” She licked at your tears with a sinister grin.

You tapped twice on her arm—which meant to slow down, so she did, letting go of your face and slowly stopped her thrusting to a halt, her breathing was heavy as she kept leaning over you and tilted her head to the side—looking you over to make sure you were okay.

You tremble as you get your breath under control, and reach out to hold Abby’s wrist in a weak grip. Lifting her free arm she traced your jawline with her finger. “You okay baby?” She whispered.

You just hum before saying in a soft tone,”Yeah just was getting overwhelmed ‘s all.”

Abby leans down and kisses your shoulder,”’m sorry.”You just hum with a soft happy sigh, before she leaned back up and began to try and pull out of you, making you clench around her.”Gotta relax baby,” she said rubbing your back.

You whine—pulling at her wrist,”No don’t wanna be apart yet..” making her sigh as she says, okay pumpkin. And gently lays down on top of you, kissing your shoulder one more time, intertwining her fingers with yours.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[amourrs]

rich!abby who lives in a veritable bachelor pad- a five million dollar penthouse strewn with loose bills on the floors & residual white powder on all the flat surfaces. she enjoys fucking models- there’s something so fucking addictive about the innocent wide-eyed hunger of a twenty year old who’s just moved to LA to “make it big” in the industry. they’re always so willing, so pliant- after all, anderson pharmaceuticals is a household name and surely it can’t hurt to get on the heiress’s good side… especially when she promises to pull some strings and get them on the guest list at exclusive clubs where the the leering scouts and creepy freelance photographers are actually famous and not just pervs. it’s at one of these clubs that she meets you for the first time- at least four years her junior, hips swaying to the beat of some shitty edm blaring from the state-of-the-art sound system. she’s instantly enraptured. you’re not one of her usual conquests- no, abby recognises you from a couple of pretty big campaigns, the kind you see plastered on billboards advertising the latest prada bag or this season’s must-have $6m watch. she can’t really promise to get you famous when you already are. instead, she approaches you and places her hands on your hips from behind, swaying with you as the song changes to something more seductive, one of the latest chart hits. abby’s heard it before, she thinks absentmindedly. probably from one of the girls she fucked last week. tuesday? no, thursday. maybe. fuck it, who cares- not her, especially not when you’ve turned around and instead of pushing her off have leaned in closer to her, bumping and grinding to the bass as abby leans in close and breathes a question in your ear. “wanna get out of here?” you laugh back at her and shake your head and abby’s shocked. nobody’s ever turned her down and she doesn’t know what to do with it- so she shoves her thigh between your legs in a desperate attempt to change your mind. you roll your hips downwards, whining slightly at the friction and yet never missing a beat. abby just stands there like an idiot and watches you as you get yourself off on her thigh in the middle of the club, clit throbbing as you bite down into her shoulder before coming undone. she expects you to maybe give her your number or something before you walk away, y’know, seeing as she just gave you an orgasm in the middle of one of LA’s most exclusive nightclubs- but you simply pick up a shot from a tray held by a passing server and turn around to send abby a wink over your shoulder. jesus h christ. abby shifts uncomfortably in her damp boxers, makes a mental note of the name of the club & then calls her driver. she doesn’t even get a mile down the road before shoving her hand down her pants.

[zahraaziza]

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐄. 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. explicit sexual content. 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢.

—୨♡୧ now playing 𝐟𝐚𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭 (𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐞)

𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐

instances in which you share messages with 𝐃𝐁𝐅!𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐘…

— 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 you just couldn't help yourself. your fleeting tender touches strayed beneath the table cloth's gentle veil. you gingerly grazed the toe of your shoe along abby's calf at an excruciatingly slow pace, leaving her freckled cheeks to tint a deeper shade of crimson in the candlelight's warm glow. as nice as the dinner your parents hosted was, it was something else on the menu that you craved.

— 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐞 abby's little neighborhood's sweetheart was on her best behavior on this occasion, particularly keen on catering to each and every single need of her very own special guest. her frilly little dress swayed as she eagerly twirled around the sunny backyard, all smiles and goodie two shoes. or so it only seemed.

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[abbyscherry]

abby keeps polaroids of your tits in her wallet, as well one tucked in her phone case, and in her car so when she starts missing you when she isn’t with you. she just pulls it out, throws her head and chuckles, looking at the picture with a, “yeah, s’my girls” instantly sending you a picture of them to show & tell you that she’s thinking of you and her tits <3

[munsonsfairy]

💐💗🍬 PERIOD COMFORT • ABBY ANDERSON

warnings: strap on, period intercourse, tit play, soft dom abby

men + minors don’t interact 18+

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she’d come home from the gym to see you curled up in bed. you’re holding your tummy with furrowed brows and she immediately drops everything to get to work.

“hey, sweet girl. need me to do anything baby?” she’s holding your head and rubbing your back to relieve the pain. “mhmm, but don’t know what,” she smiles softly knowing your head is feeling fuzzy.

on your first day, the two of you spend the day watch all your favorite romcoms. even if abby thinks they’re too cheesy she loves watching them with you because the times you cry over the sweet romance you’re clinging onto her like a koala.

instead of leaving your side, abby would uber eats all your favorite snacks! today is definitely a day to munch out together.

one of your favorite things about having a strong girlfriend is how good she is with her hands. abby will bring you to her chest and press her palm down on your lower back. you never fail to roll your eyes from how amazing it feels. all the tension melts away by her touch.

“feel good, baby?” abby whispers. “mmmm, so so good, abs.” she kisses your forehead and doesn’t stop until you’re sound asleep.

you never have to lift a fingerrrrr!! if you want something just tell abby or when you want to go back to bed, she’s carrying you upstairs.

if you accidentally stain yourself she’ll make sure to tell you it’s completely normal and kiss your tears away. a warm bath with lavender scented bubbles is made and she holds you while washing you up.

“let’s get you changed, sweet girl. want your fuzzy socks? can’t have you walking barefoot right now.” she grabs your socks along with her boxers and one of her sweatshirts. her scent immediately calms you down and lulls you back to sleep.

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holds your back to her chest in the bath while her fingers fuck you under water. she’s kissing your neck and shoulder while you come undone under her.

lays you on top of a towel and fucks you slowly with her strap. she knows cumming relieves cramps and let’s you do it as much as you want. worships your body when you’re in pain and feel bloated. sucks your tits while holding your hands. let’s you cry into her neck every time you feel her strap hit your favorite spot.

“there you go baby, let it out,” she’s holding your face and kissing your cheeks. “fuck such a pretty girl for me, hmm? gonna give me another, baby?”

[lillysbigwilly]

dating modern!abby anderson would include: (mostly sfw)

+ expecting fights at parties, no i mean one flirty or rude comment about you or your relationship with her and she is throwing hands.

+ oh and you will have to physically drag her off them, when i say this girl does not know when to stop i mean it. she will beat them to a pulp if no one interferes

+ date nights being superior, playing video and board games all night with a glass of alcohol (or many), movie nights. abby is big on at home date nights

+ HOWEVER, on the occasions you do go out for a date, expect nothing less than perfect. it’s usually only for anniversaries and birthdays but i mean high end restaurants that end with a walk on the beach under moonlight

+ this women flirts as if she’s still trying to impress you, she flirts like she does on the first date

+ abby is domesticated. she believes in home cooked meals, preparing the bath for you, building things from scratch while you watch (and give her the wrong instructions)

+ she never lets you go to bed angry, there are never really any arguments between you two because communication is big in your relationship however if you have argued, she will take the time to fix it before bed.

+ abby is a goddess at giving hickeys, i mean you will always have one somewhere and as soon as it’s fading, a new one pops up. she avoids the neck knowing that your work probably won’t appreciate it but your thighs and chest are covered.

+ abby is a sucker for a bigger girl (she doesn’t have a preference but she’s a muscular woman, like come on) so if you are bigger then she will effortlessly manhandle you at any possible point.