Love A Black Woman From Infinity To Infinityyyy - Tumblr Posts

Her skin looks so kissable, the things I’d let her do to me i can’t even fathom

in a levi frenzy rn, had to go back and find my favorite levi smut piece🥵🥵

levi fucking you in your dorm room, keeping his face cool but internally fucking salivating at those buttery brown thighs you have opened up pretty for him, perched on his ivory. you're his goddess. even if his praise is unorthodox, him making you hold on to the mirror at your makeup desk while he keeps a single grip at the front of your bra, him using the leverage to sink that hot pussy back down onto him every time you run from the dick he's giving you... it is absolutely reverence. it's worship.

it isn't how you would expect his tutoring sessions would go when you first met, but over the past few weeks your screaming mouth couldn't shut up. couldn't quit letting out gasps and moans and utterances of his name enough to complain.

he gives you a particularly good fuck that stuns your legs straight. then the motherfucker adds on to it, rucking his own hips into yours even firmer than he's been doing, humming from how delectable that searing flesh is inside you. that silky honey that he stirs up inside when he whines his waist against those swollen lips, and makes your eyes roll back in flutters.

"NNNNNNGHHHHH!" your clit rolls into his pelvis, your spittle also rolls its own path down your cheek. levi is fucking you all the way dumb and you don't want him to stop. no, you want him to do it until both of you keel over dead. "fuck, that shit's so good, daddy, fuckkkk..!"

"try a-damned-gain, runt," he hooks a thumb into your drooling mouth, angling your face down in his direction so you could see his eyes, "don't do that 'daddy' shit with me. you think a shriveled up shitty geezer would fuck you like this? some fifty year old dry balls are gonna treat this pussy like i do?" you suck his thumb, and when he starts bucking and bouncing you on his dick, you swirl you tongue around it, too, too crazed to answer. "didn't damn think so."

"nmm" you give a winded little giggle, acquiescing, "fine, bossman. hell."

"what'd you just call me?"

he stopped dead in the middle of fucking you, black sweater hiked up on his abs, his lips parted and teeth closed, platinum eyes boring into you with his dick twitching inside your walls.

"what did you just goddamn call me you little brat?"

you feel a distinct sink of your heart all of a sudden. that reaction could only have one reasoning: you'd gone too far. his grip was finesse at its finest, slipping to your throat and leaving your lips open where you'd been teasing his thumb. you were starting to worry now... really worry, ready to try and apologize for pressing him. but the fear he'd struck into you cemented your mouth.

"say it."

"bossman," you barely breathed.

he glares at you, nostrils flaring as he pulls you slowly down to him. then comes a smack to your ass that you knew echoed down the hallway, chased by your sex-soaked cry. he shut you up though, squeezing a handful of your tit and growling as he drove a few jackhammers of his even harder dick into your heat.

"oh you must want to get this pussy pregnant tonight..." his tone dips down an octave. god, you've never heard him sound this dangerous. "your greedy little ass must be trying to get my firstborn fucked into you," he stuffed his threatening sounding words into your mouth in between a sloppy makeout, "you're trying to get this dick on a leash, calling me that shit, huh. you wanna call me that while i'm dicking you down, runt? what're you trying to do to me?"

"YESSSSSSSS, yes, bossman! fuck! i want it on a leash, i want it..!" you're sobbing and thinking he's just trying to fuck you up, talking this dirty. but he's dead serious. the more you say it the more sprung he gets, the harder his cock gets. "i want this dick to be mineee, just mine..!"

"just yours, gorgeous?" he breathes, his jaw falling open when you start grinding that dick.

"yes, levi, baby, please..."

he seems to ponder over it for a long while, slowly rolling his hips into your rhythm, licking up your mouth and looking you dead in the eyes. "say it again."

"much as you want, bossman..."

he kisses you, all hot tongue and panting breaths, pleasured groans that made music in the room with your abused lips as the beat.

"it's yours."