nymphoniah

[nymphoniah]

Old man Logan who misses you when you’re away at work or spending time with your friends, who gets way too caught up in thoughts of you and the scent of you all over your clothes when he tries the thoughtful, innocent gesture of doing your laundry for you.

Picking out a pair of lacy pink panties from the basket, his mind clouds with lust as he holds them to his face and takes a deep sniff. He groans at your smell, so strong it’s almost like he’s between your legs, lapping at the very cunt that had been touching the fabric he’s holding tight in his grasp.

Shaky hands fumble with his belt and he lets his pants drop and hang around his muscular thighs. His cock is already rock hard just by your scent, aching and needy for touch. He can’t remember ever feeling this desperate for anyone before you came along.

With no reluctance, he brings the pair of panties down to his aching length, letting the soft fabric cover it with a slight sigh leaving his dry lips at the delicate touch.

Logan knows he should feel guilty for this, for being perverted enough to take something so personal and use it for something so disgusting, but his old age and his extreme desperation bring him to have no care at all.

He grasps his cock through the panties, teasing the swollen head through the fabric, feeling it get wet and sticky with his precum. His brain plays an image of you, on your knees before him, swirling your tongue around the sensitive head. A groan leaves him at the thought.

A stain begins to grow on the crotch of the panties as he jerks himself off, muscles tight and strained with the pleasure he feels. A few little breaths escape, mutters of you and your pretty pussy, wishing you were here with him.

He thinks about how he can’t wait to get you home later, pin you down on the nearest surface and show you how much he missed you while you were gone. He’ll have to resort to this for now though, turning his attention back to the soft cloth that he gets off with.

His strokes grow faster, his rough palm grasping his thick cock even tighter. A strangled groan, a whisper of your name, and he feels it. Vision going blurry, hips twitching to meet his fist, spurts of white, hot semen shoot from his weeping slit and on to the soft fabric inside your panties.

A strangled fuck leaves Logans lips. He lets it take over him, completely consumed by the feeling of cumming into your panties like the gross old man he is, until the high fades into a dull buzz in the back of his mind.

Head stirring, he looks down at the mess he’s made, knowing he’ll definitely have to clean this up before you get back, and he can’t wait until you do.

[nymphoniah]

Old man Logan who misses you when you’re away at work or spending time with your friends, who gets way too caught up in thoughts of you and the scent of you all over your clothes when he tries the thoughtful, innocent gesture of doing your laundry for you.

Picking out a pair of lacy pink panties from the basket, his mind clouds with lust as he holds them to his face and takes a deep sniff. He groans at your smell, so strong it’s almost like he’s between your legs, lapping at the very cunt that had been touching the fabric he’s holding tight in his grasp.

Shaky hands fumble with his belt and he lets his pants drop and hang around his muscular thighs. His cock is already rock hard just by your scent, aching and needy for touch. He can’t remember ever feeling this desperate for anyone before you came along.

With no reluctance, he brings the pair of panties down to his aching length, letting the soft fabric cover it with a slight sigh leaving his dry lips at the delicate touch.

Logan knows he should feel guilty for this, for being perverted enough to take something so personal and use it for something so disgusting, but his old age and his extreme desperation bring him to have no care at all.

He grasps his cock through the panties, teasing the swollen head through the fabric, feeling it get wet and sticky with his precum. His brain plays an image of you, on your knees before him, swirling your tongue around the sensitive head. A groan leaves him at the thought.

A stain begins to grow on the crotch of the panties as he jerks himself off, muscles tight and strained with the pleasure he feels. A few little breaths escape, mutters of you and your pretty pussy, wishing you were here with him.

He thinks about how he can’t wait to get you home later, pin you down on the nearest surface and show you how much he missed you while you were gone. He’ll have to resort to this for now though, turning his attention back to the soft cloth that he gets off with.

His strokes grow faster, his rough palm grasping his thick cock even tighter. A strangled groan, a whisper of your name, and he feels it. Vision going blurry, hips twitching to meet his fist, spurts of white, hot semen shoot from his weeping slit and on to the soft fabric inside your panties.

A strangled fuck leaves Logans lips. He lets it take over him, completely consumed by the feeling of cumming into your panties like the gross old man he is, until the high fades into a dull buzz in the back of his mind.

Head stirring, he looks down at the mess he’s made, knowing he’ll definitely have to clean this up before you get back, and he can’t wait until you do.

[nymphoniah]

imagine being logan’s controversially young girlfriend. like, controversially as in 19-early twenties… ugh i’m screaming MMMM

and nobody knows.

content warnings ;

size kink, age play, slight humiliation kink, praise kink, dirty talk, unprotected piv, teasing, brief mention of thigh riding, spit play also not proof read i got lazy !!! sorryyyyyyy😭

nobody knows how you show up to his room late at night in just a little nightdress, when the x-mansion’s quiet — filled only with the soft snores of students slipping out from their room… nobody knows how he’ll open the door for you and you two will be at it crazy.

he’ll take you into his bed — let you cozy up into his big arms until you’re squirming into his lap because you just can’t handle the size difference between you two.

and you were just making it so damn hard to stay rational for logan. every shift, every breath against his skin was making him want you more and more: and sometimes he’d give in, sometimes the guilt would eat at him.

“you’re a goddamn kid, baby. you don’t know what you want, let alone need.” he’d grumble, hand squeezing your soft hips again as he thought to himself that you should be with someone your age. not some old and broken man. and you were pouting at him, reminding him that you were well over the age of a ‘kid’. that small pout of yours that he thought was adorable, that soft, pretty pout, now was going to be the end of him.

“doll, you gotta just understand you’re too young for me. you need—“ he was cut off suddenly by that small body of yours against his thigh, your hips against the thick muscle, driving his mind wild. he exhaled a low groan deep in his throat, his hand gripping your waist on instinct. and this is where he knew he’d lost it.

that single roll of your hips against his thigh made him grip you tighter, his hand on your soft waist holding you down on his lap. He was trying to control himself, trying to think but you were making it damn hard when you were grinding against him like that. “jesus, darlin’..” he’d groan, voice deep and husky. “careful, don’t wanna hurt ya..”

and it was ironic, how he was worried about hurting you right now. because if he’s already that concerned with just you grinding innocently on his thigh, imagine how worried he’d be when you ride him.

as soon as your small thighs were spread on either side of his thick ones, his hands would move down to hold them — gently lifting you up so you could hover just slightly above his aching length, before slowly letting you slide down to take it.

he’d feel you trembling from the big stretch: you were just so small and delicate — and he always felt like he was definitely going to break you. he’d murmur soft little things like: “c’mon baby.. i’ve got ya, got ya right on me— that’s it.. mhm..” into your ear, big roughed up hands running through your soft pretty hair gently; tucking the loose strands behind your ear, watching your face in pleasure.

he’d keep at it like that, just letting you move your hips against him for your pleasure — milking it out of him. until he’d notice your moans turning into little whines, your eyes rolling back and fluttering shut. he knew he’d found that sweet spot when he heard you gasp out how good it was, and god was that an accomplishment for him.

“ah, yeah. there, huh? that feel good, baby girl?” he’d groan, making sure you were alright as his hands would grip your hips tighter, trying to prevent himself from throwing all his self control out the window as he started to push his hips up to meet your now sloppy little bounces. “found your spot, hm? right here?”

you’d moan incoherently at this point, nodding desperately, head lulling against his neck as you’d mumble how close you were, feeling the heat in your belly burning up more as his rough hand found the soft flesh there — grabbing at it. “close, ain’t ya, doll?” he’d pant, feeling more desperate as you’d moan his name desperate for more — your back arching and hips bucking for more.

but he couldn’t have you finish without him, no.

“not yet, baby. gotta hold it.. just gimmie a few minutes..”

he’d curse under his breath to himself as he watched your thighs tremble from the denial. god you were too damn pretty right now. his body trembled as you whimpered and whined even more. he’d then suddenly pull out, making you gasp and leaving you empty, his breathing short and heavy. however his hands quickly went to your hips to flip you over. “on your belly, baby.” he’d pant, needing you in a new position.

and holy fuck would that be the most life changing position ever.

slipping into your gorgeous pussy from behind, letting his cock stretch it to the hilt, buried so deep you felt him all tangled up in your guts with each and every thrust. the type of fuck that had your eyes rolling back in an instant and your lips parting, little whimpers and babbles spilling outta it like they were all your pretty mouth knew.

he’d grab your chin too, tease you for it, make you look at your reflection in the mirror.

“ah, such a mess. look at ya, you see yourself? gettin’ fucked stupid by me, baby?” his rough voice would ask, keeping his hand there to make sure you looked at your own fucked out reflection — and also the catch the drool that had pooled and fell from your lips.

he always loved you like this. it was when you’d get the most messy, and where he could really humiliate you — tease you — and yet even praise you, leaning down and placing little kisses all over the side of your pretty face whenever he had the heart to.

until finally, he’d let you cum.

only after you’d begged so much though your head was getting foggy, till your small body was quivering under his big one to the point that it looked like you were gonna collapse. his rough fingers would snake down and prod at your swollen clit, giving it the attention it had lacked this whole time.

“mm, i ignored her this whole time, didn’ i baby?” he’d lean closer to your ear and ask, as if he didn’t already know the answer. he just loved seeing you struggle even more to form something other than your meaningless babbles. and only when you’d manage to get something other than that, would he let you cum — letting his fingers do the work on your clit as he just kept you nice and full and satisfied, like the pretty princess you were.

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[nymphoniah]

Redlight.. Greenlight..

Summary: You and your stepdad Logan have an... Unconventional, kind of relationship. One that runs deeper and much more intimatly taboo than your mother knows. You need him? Heres there.. Except for, well, when hes not.

So what happens when wants to play a little game with the gift he gets you from the fair to fill that exact problem?

Warnings: p with v lil plot, stepdad!dofp!Logan, slightly more innocent!reader, taboo relationship, stepcest! (Logan is dating readers mom- should also come without saying but reader is absolutely of age!!) couple mentions of cheating, pillow/stuffie riding, size kink, mention of male masturbation, cum, cum swallowing, lil mention of reader having nipple piercings, slightly rough/mean logan, aaaand some daddy kink (Sorry :( i couldnt resist) i think thats it!

Masterlist Words: 2.4k

I.. Cant even explain the spiritual experience that writing this was. Y'all wanted it so, outta the love i have for you all, i delivered (or, attempted to!!) in typical me fashion It got nasty quick and i can only pray hell has an ac down there bc man.. Its exactly where im goin after this😭👹

"There you are sweetheart" Logan grins, one arm drawn up as he knocks gently on the doorframe for your attention.

You sqeak quietly in suprise, head flying up from the book your reading laying open on the bed. Your gaze meets him, stood wide and tall in the threshold of your room. His denim jeans and black shirt cling tight on his body, one muscular arm sitting tucked behind his back; holding something out of view.

You roll from your spot on your belly as he saunters further in. He shuts the door while you shift yourself until you kneel carefully on the edge of your bed. "Got a surprise for you.." he trails, chucking softly at the way your eyes brighten at the comment. Ever his sweet girl. "saw this at the fair and thought of you"

You cock your head like a confused puppy as he brings his hidden arm from behind his back. With him he pulls a big stuffed bear that has got to be at least a couple feet tall. the fur is pink, fluffy and soft as he places it into your grasp with a smile.

"Dunno if its a it's a little childish, you're uh.. probably a bit old for stuffies" he says, hand rubbing at the back of his neck. "but.. thought you'd like to have him around.. You know, as a reminder when I'm not here."

You nod, eyes glossing over slightly as you begin to understand the hidden meaning in his words. your fingers play with the fur of the bears shoulders, ruffling it a little as your lip tucks under your teeth at the thought. you know he's hinting at being on missions, for when he cant take care of you.. his sweet, slutty girl. His pretty little step daughter.

His bigger fingers join yours on the bear, another deep chuckle falling from his lips. "Your mom- she was practically avoiding me any chance she got as we walked around" he continues as you smile amused, looking from him to the bear like he hung the moon. "kept tellin me to just put him in the car and, well, you know me, if I'm gonna get pushed, I might as well find a way to make it more amusing. Piss her off a bit"

You giggle quietly at his antics, at the thought of the huge gruff wolverine carelessly carrying a giant pink bear around a fair ground. How he would so willingly embarrass his girlfriend- your mom, with a gift so clearly for you; her adult daughter.

"Well i love it.. Thank you daddy!" you beam, his title, reserved for those needy moment you spend with him, rolling off your tongue before you care to stop it. Arms reaching up as high as they can in an attempt to hug at his neck. He drops down for you to reach, but your fingers still hardly clasp around the bulk of him. his chest rumbling at your excitement.

"glad you love it sweeth-" he goes to say, but you cut him off, unable to hold your want for him back any longer tonight. Your lips pressing sweetly against his, kissing him sloppy as you hang from his neck. Damn near sucking on his tongue.

He savours the taste of you, of the lipgloss that so often glistens on your lips before he pulls away to mumble warningly, fingers splaying out on your back. His head dipping to nose along your jaw. "Careful. Your mother's downstairs."

"Want me to s-stop?" you murmer, stuttering slightly at a gentle nip he leaves behind your ear. Eyeing over the grey streak in his hair your Lips pout, dainty fingers pulling logan by the back of his neck to look at you.

One of his hands glides up from your back, cupping your cheek like a fragile piece of glass. "Never. Never want you to stop kissing me sweet girl. Just.. giving you a warning that your mother's home"

"Dont care" you mumble rebelliously, shifting forward until you press against his lips again. "love you daddy"

He grins at that and you feel it pressed to your face, his scruffy beard rubbing your skin. "love you too, little one" he murmers honestly, thumb stroking your cheek as he pulls away. "More than you know.."

The hand on your back slowly drifts again until Logans got a large palm filled with your shirt covered breasts. "Look at you, so fuckin pretty. Give me a peek sweet girl?"

You nod with a breathy whimper, unwrapping yourself from around his neck and tugging the shirt up before throwing it to the floor. Logans eyes rake over your body, a groan falling free at the sight of your bare tits, eyes immediately catching onto the little barbells peaking from the sides of both, not to mention your lacy panties. Soft skin fully exposed to him without the oversized shirt hiding you from his view.

"I noticed something when I went to bed the other night" he starts, the hand on your cheek moving to your hair as he roughly tugs your head up. A bashful pink covering your cheeks; already knowing what hes about to tell you.

"My side of the bed was all crumpled up, sheets at the foot of the bed. I thought it might have been your mom but.." he stops, thumbs swiping at the buds of your nipples, already taught and sensitive around the bars from his touch.

"It smelled like you and for a moment i though it was just your perfume.." he leans down, pressing the words below your ear. ".. It wasnt your perfume though was it sweetheart?"

Your body shivers, mischief twinkling brightly in your eyes. The picture of innocence is not you, practically naked in front of your stepdad- a man who should be bedding your mother- accusing you of rubbing yourself over his pillow.

"No. No it was that pretty cunt i could smell" His touch grows rougher, fingers pinching around the supple flesh at the same moment he nips your neck again. "Just like i can now"

You cry out a little too loud as his hand dips from your chest, fingertips brushing the waist of your panties and snapping them against your skin. He shushes you quickly, pressing your face into his neck.

"had to lie there, rock fuckin hard, listening to your mom play that game on her phone until she passed out before I could finally jerk off and get myself properly taken care of.. Would've found you to help but you chose your moment to 'Stay at a friends'.. just knew I'd fuck you stupid if you were here huh?"

"M-mhm!" you nod desperately, slick beginning to make the fabric of your panties damp. The same panties his fingers begin to trace over, touch fetherlight over your cunt. "J-just wanted to play with you"

"Wanted to play with me huh? Could've just asked sweet girl, you know that.." he tuts, speaking the words so honestly. So easily, like you wouldnt be asking him to sneak out of bed and cheat on his girlfriend- on your own mother, with you again. But You know deep down he doesn't care, especially not when he touches you so perfectly. "So, how about we play a little game now hm?

"W-what kind of game d-daddy?" you question with a whine, hips rocking slightly at the feel of his fingers applying more pressure to your covered clit.

His hand pulls away from your panties as quick as it had gotten to them, the grip on your hair still tight as he makes you look at him with a dark smirk. "you're gonna ride that cute bear daddy got you and stop when i tell you. Simple redlight greenlight.. That sound okay sweetheart?

You nod quickly, letting him move you to the position he wants until your straddling the pink fur in the middle of the bed- knees pressing into the mattress. Your Lip once more bitten as you eye over the bulge forming in his jeans.

"Good girl, there you go. Make yourself feel good like you did on daddys pillow.. M' gonna stay right here" he grunts then, standing with a hand against the foot of the bed.

Your hips rock experimentally, a gentle sigh falling from your lips at the contact. The fur tickles softly between your thighs, an added sensation as your clit grinds nicely against the gusset of your panties; further drenching them.

Logan observes the way your lip remains beneath your front teeth, denting the plump skin until blood pools red beneath it. He feels his own blood rushing down to his cock at the sight- senses already overwhelmed by you as he watches your bare tits move softly with each movement.

"That feel good sweetheart?" he rumbles, shooting a smirk at you as your hips begin to wriggle quicker.

"Ye-fuck- ah.. " you whine back, chest begining to heave from the effort your putting in. The mattress squeaking softly below you.

Its then he grunts a word you dont want to hear, not with how good it feels. "Red light.."

You stop immediately, figuring if you obey he might let you off quicker, a cute little pout falling across your lips as you look up at his heft. "Good. You got it."

He lets you breathe a moment more, relishing in the praise as he shifts one large hand to the crotch of his jeans; palming roughly at the bulge there. "Green."

Your hips roll once again, wasting no time in chasing the warmth in the bottom of your belly. the wetness of your panties providing a slick streak for you to rub quicker against the bear.

Soft bucks and wiggles soon change to quick grinds and bounces, the bears leg locked tight between your thighs. One hand holding the bear in place the other teasing a budded nipple. At the pace your going, its not long before your whining out again.

"O-oh Daddy- im- m' close." you whimper in that sweet little tone. The same one you use when his cock is stretching you cunt wide around him. Desperate eyes peering up to find his dark gaze.

"Red light.." he grunts meanly, hand still rubbing thickly over his covered cock. The pleasure of observing you rising in his belly. He watches the way your thighs tremble, barely there now he's stopped you again, a telltale sign of your impending release coling up. "Good girl, lookacha getting all shakey.." logans deep chuckle shakes his shoulders, a heavy squeeze to his cock as he nods at you "start again"

Your hips continue their past pace, rougher grinds and bounces squeaking the bed as you buck quicker. The feeling of your orgasm re igniting in your gut. Your clit pulses needily, panties so soaked through by this point that the bears fur bunches wetly beneath you. Your grip on the leg white knucked as you plead out to logan, who still stands heavy at the end of the bed.

"Pleasepleaseplease- daddy.. Can i? Need ta' cum.."

"You need it sweet girl? S'that right?" he rasps, treading closer until his hand gathers your hair from the side. The pull at your scalp is tigh just as before. Your eyes flutter and its then he yanks, pushing you to open your eyes and look at him.

"Yea! God fuck please.." you sob, pace beginning to grow unsteady from the exertion of chasing your orgasm. "Feels g-good"

"Go on, green light." he nods with a growl, lips pressingjust below your ear as he does so, egging you on. "Do it. Cum on that bear like you would daddys cock.".

You cum with a high pitched whine, blood pumping white hot through your veins. Your vision spotted and ears ringing as you tremble; pelvis still grinding away chasing at the aftershocks.

Logan feels his cock throb dangerously as he watches you tremble, his own underwear soaked in slick pre. "S-shit. Cmon," logan demands then, pulling you roughly down from the bed until you meet the carpet floor. "On your knees sweetheart.. " The hand not tangled in your hair tugs at his jeans to free his cock

You watch panting as he frees himself from the constraints of his clothes, belt, denim and boxers all quickly tugged just below his heavy balls. Hand working quick over his sensitive shaft before you reach for him. "Yeaaaa thats it, thats it. Make daddy cum all over that pretty mouth. Good girl."

You only have to give one, two, three languid strokes before hot white ropes land on your tongue as he groans much too loud; shirt pulled up between his teeth in a half harted attempt to muffle it. Your hand working from the base to tip until hes grasping at you to stop.

The hand in your hair shifts, pulling at the strands as he rounds to cup your jaw, a large thumb swiping at the corner of your lips. It keeps you open as he eyes how his release coats your mouth like honey.

You're smiling at him, a knowing look from times before in your eye as he pulls his thumb away to wrap that hand around the base of your neck. "there you go, swallow it all.."

Your mouth closes, throat bobbing beneath his touch as you swallow. A small hum sounding out as you grin back, tongue peaking out again to show him.

Logan simply groans at the sight, softening cock twitching. "God you take my cum better than your mom sweet girl... C'mere. Give me a kiss, let daddy taste himself on you."

You stand quick, aided by his grasp on around your collar. Logans kisses are hungry, a clash of teeth and quiet moans. Spit stricken as he savours the remaining taste of himself from your inside your mouth; lewdly suckling at your tongue. He only dares pull away when he can tell your need for breath is becoming overwhelming.

"Did so good you know that?" he rumbles earnestly, lips pressing against your forehead softly. "always making daddy proud of his sweet girl"

You grin a bashful smile, unable to hide the heat on your cheeks, a little giggle of "thank you daddy" slipping into the air that makes logan chuckle while you watch him tuck himself back into his clothes. Quickly fixing his appearance he gives you one final peck on against your bitten lips. Quite mumblings of how 'dinner's going to be ready soon' as he bends, handing you your ealier discarded shirt and tredding towards the door.

With one final glance cast to your appearance he makes sure to remind you that you 'Just have to ask' before the door closes behind him with a soft thud.

Until the next time you need him.

[nymphoniah]

old man logan is not used to this.

fem!reader. suggestive themes. old man!logan is so complex! 

after the incident in the mansion, the bloodshed and tragedy that results in you cradled in his arms,

he took you in as if you were a stray. wet in the rain, he protects you from the terrifying droplets. 

it came to a realization that—

logan’s not used to this. the everlasting devotion shining in your eyes. how, when you are scared, you look to him for guidance; for help; for a calloused hand on your back as he carries you through a tornado above.

he’s not used to being the divine—the one being worshipped—the one wholly.

but here you are, before him, shaking and faithful. eyes filled with tears, yes, but your chin tipped upwards. staring and waiting for his blessing. 

fuck. he cursed, cupping your cheek and swiping just underneath your eye. like this, he feels like someone: a hero.  

“i know, i know,” he’d say. “‘ve got you, sweet’art. i’ve got you.”

you close your eyes and nuzzle your cheek into his palm, mewling, breaths hitching, and so, so trusting. 

a hero. 

how could someone see his scars, his anger—see the blood on his hands and still find comfort in his mayhem?

next thing he knows is that he has pushed himself against you and claimed your lips in a spit-slicked kiss. his greyish beard crowds the feel of your face as he picks you up. breathless.

old man logan devours every sound you make—every hiccupped breath, every gasped-out mewl, every stutter of his name—he devours it all.

”logan,” you whisper, voice sweet like honey. overwhelming him, making him fragile. 

years before, he’d say he’s not a fuckin’ hero. never meant to be in any world-saving team-up. x-men, what a joke, he’d say.

though, now, you see him as a hero, your hero—

he gets to understand how good it feels to be needed. what people really mean when they say humans are social creatures.

"fuck," logan groans out, hard underneath his slacks, the weight of his cock rests heavy, "look at ya’, pretty girl."

[nymphoniah]

Nonono cause the way pascals newest video (dis one https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=6777d97c151e3) is giving such dads best friend Logan vibes?? Even best friends dad if you wanted to branch further, but my god the pussy play on the stairs? The “mr white please”???

imagine calling dbf!older!logan ”mr howlett” whilst hes inside.. I just can’t 🧎‍♀️‍➡️🧎‍♀️‍➡️🧎‍♀️‍➡️ pascal is just so daddy fr

cw: nsfw, p*rn link, dbf!logan, younger reader (in their 20’s)

NO YESSSS I LITERALLY WAS JUST GONNA POST ABOUT IT!!&(&; you read my mind!! 😭

that video is just mwah!!! everything i need 🤌 here’s the link to it for those who are interested in watching it <3

the way he manhandles her makes my brain all fuzzy >_< and also like her crying out for him, calling him mr. white, sobbing, begging for her daddy to cum inside at the end?? and asking for his permission to cum?? ohmygodddddd,,, it’s all i need in life… PLS

i fuckin LOVEEE the idea of dbf!logan wanting to corrupt you, noticing how you always wear revealing clothes whenever he stops by your house. how you struggle to make eye contact when he asks you a simple question like how was your day.

and one day where your dad asks logan watch over you while he’s out of town, you finally take your chance to confess your feelings—and logan can’t hold back anymore :3

he can’t even wait to get you in the bedroom, his rough hands tracing up and down your body, exploring every inch of your skin, feeling you up on the stairs!

omffff i have another fic idea now… thank you anon MWAH

[nymphoniah]

Oh, these two....🫠

[nymphoniah]

Hiii! Do you take requests for finding p!links? If so, do you mind finding X p!links for Logan using a fleshlight or one of those dolls (it’s not a doll but more like a butt) (I hope that makes sense) ? If not, no worries and I am so sorry if this is weird for you.

hi love! :3

i am absolutely open to finding p*links for yall! feel free to send in requests to my inbox and i will get back to you as soon as i find something for you <3

one creator i recommend who uses a doll that is similar to the one you’re describing is dave coronado. he has a lot of vids for free, and he also has additional ppv content!

and another creator i like is sensual_daddydick, who is also on the same website and makes similar videos!

hope these recs are to your liking <3

[nymphoniah]

there is this one guy on porhhub that reminds me sooo much of logan; wicked fellow

i just watched some of his videos and OMG ! YOU HAVE TO CHECK HIM OUT

YES omfg i’ve seen his stuff before and !!!! got me blushing and shit PLS

here’s a link to the website for those who are interested! <3

[nymphoniah]

did any of you guys read that hugh fic that i retweeted on my twt BECAUSE LIKEEEE OHMYGODDDD?!&?&;&

wanting to fuck an older man is a disease… AND I HAVE IT 🙂‍↕️

[nymphoniah]

-> HUGH JACKMAN as OLD MAN LOGAN in ‘LOGAN’ (2017)

[nymphoniah]

follow my priv twt!!! just a heads up, i rt a looot of nsfw stuff there, but usually those are the vids i use for my logan p link recs :3

so if you wanna see wips, stuff i like, p links before they go up on here (hehe), you can follow me here!! <3

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[nymphoniah]

thinking about pornstar!old man!logan having a channel where he and his pretty princess play for a while, or rather, he plays with his little doll, teasing her clit for so loooongg and edging her, until he gets bored and doesn't stop making her cum, overstimulating her, obviously she's such a cry baby, pleading him to stop but everyone knows that in the inside she doesn't want to stop. need this man to fuck me dumb and record it ngl 💝

trash magic | logan howlett

a/n: you read my mind!! omg i was thinking about this the other day, about what it would be like running an account with logan, and oh my god my brain was absolutely going numb just thinking about ittt >_<

pairing: pornstar!old man!logan x afab!pornstar!reader

contents/tags/warnings: nsfw, minors dni, 18+ only, filming pornography, porn with a little bit of plot, age gap (reader is in their 20’s), oral sex (female receiving), cunnilingus, cum eating, pet names (princess, babydoll, etc.), overstimulation, daddy kink, manhandling

when you proposed the idea to logan, he thought it was absolutely ridiculous. sure, in his 200 years, he’s seen some shit, experimented sexually when he was younger, but that was before.

now that he’s visibly aged, logan is reluctant to admit that he feels self conscious about the way he looks—he’s worried that he isn’t at the “top of his game” for you, that you’d leave him for a better, younger looking guy.

but that thought never crosses your pretty little mind. his age, the way he looks, it doesn’t bother you one bit—if anything, it spurs you on even more. you love every single of his “imperfections”, at least that’s what he calls them.

in your eyes, he’s perfect.

filming your first ever home video was a slight challenge, having to figure out which angles to record at while struggling with finding the correct lighting.

after smoothing out all of those bumps along the way, the two of you found that you had quite a knack for making porn.

the films you and logan would made could never be compared to the fake shit you’d see on those sketchy porn websites. no faked orgasms, obnoxiously loud moaning, none of that nonsense. when the two of you fucked, you absolutely fuckin’ meant it.

“no more…” you sob, feeling your mind getting hazy. you were at your third, no, fourth orgasm, but logan was convinced he could pull another one out of you. “s’too much, daddy!”

“you taste too sweet, princess” logan mumbles against your cunt, his beard drenched in your arousal. “just one more time f’me, yeah?”

his tongue messily laps at your folds, paying close attention to your aching bundle of nerves. he alternated between licking and sucking at the swollen button, making you whine out in ecstasy.

“m’gonna cum.. gonna cum…,” you pant out, shutting your eyes tight. your hips buck into logan’s face as you run your fingers through his hair, slightly tugging at the strands as you felt your core tighten.

“let it all fuckin’ out, babydoll,” logan groaned, flattening his tongue against your womanhood to increase the pressure on your clit. “c’mon and drench daddy’s face in your cum.”

you absolutely lose it, and the coil in your stomach snaps for what it felt like the hundredth time. you’re a whining mess beneath logan as he kept your legs spread out, his massive arms keeping you in place.

“thank you… t-thank you,” you bawl as a steady stream of tears fall down from your face, ruining the mascara you carefully applied on prior to shooting.

he continues to lap at your cunt and watches how you crumble at his touch, observing the way your brows furrow in pleasure while breathy moans escape your lips.

once you finally catch your breath, logan pulls away, beard glistening with your arousal. he readjusts and places himself on top of you, caging you in with his arms.

“taste yourself, sweetheart,” he murmurs against your lips before he parts your mouth with his tongue, sloppily making out with you.

logan breaks the kiss, and a single strand of saliva connects your bottom lip to his. using a single hand, he cups your face and squishes your cheeks together.

he roughly grabs at your jaw, turning your face to the camera that was propped at the foot of the bed with a tripod.

“now let the people watching know how good your old man fucked ‘ya.”

[nymphoniah]

i just saw this 😭😭😭 reminding you love! :3

p links with logan howlett part 4

minors DNI, 18+ only! (part 1) (part 2) (part 3)

a/n: hi everyone!! i’m back with another list :3 i’m kinda going through a writing slump/backlogged on requests, so as a filler for now, here’s another list for you guys!! hope you enjoy!! >_<

content/tags/warnings: visible age gaps (displayed in content), choking, slapping, rough sex, finger sucking, boot licking, fingering, anal, overstimulation, spit play, belt spanking, degradation, bondage

fingering and boot licking with old man!logan

size kink with logan—deepthroating you so hard that his cock bulges out!

domestic mornings with logan turn out to be a bit more intimate than you imagined

you’re an absolute moaning mess on his cock—anal and overstimulation!

locking hands with logan while you ride him

logan can’t help but feel up his girl while the two of them smoke together

the two of you get curious and end up trying out some light bondage

sometimes you need to be fucked like the dirty girl you are on the inside—rough sex, spit play, and degradation!

more size kink with logan—anal!

lazy days in with logan ends up with a quick mutual masturbation session

(bonus) a little soft moment!

the rare occasion where you have him completely under your control, jerking logan off

logan splitting your cunt in half with his cock—size kink!

training both of your holes to prepare you for his cock

logan loves to talk you through it while he’s fingering you

rough sex with old man!logan—spanking (belt slapping)!

logan fucks you so good you can’t help but want more

enjoy lovelies!! <3

[nymphoniah]

it’s almost 2am and i’m yearninggg for old man!logan 😵‍💫

cw: age gap (reader’s in their 20’s), daddy kink

all you wanna do is cockwarm him while he calls you his pretty girl, peppering kisses all over your body, his scratchy beard tickling your sensitive skin.

and he bucks his hips into yours occasionally as a way to tease you—his tip pushing against your sweet, gummy spot, making you whimper out his name, along with a couple pleas of “daddy, daddy, daddy-” escaping from your trembling lips.

and when you try to move, he plants his hands firmly on both sides of your thighs, gripping tight enough to leave bruises. “patience, babydoll,” logan tuts in disapproval, “you’ll get what you want soon enough.”

am i asking for too much…? </3

[nymphoniah]

sucking more dad cock 2025

[nymphoniah]

DEADPOOL & WOLVERINE FIC RECS (PART II)

a rec collection of my fave logan and/or wade x reader fics - please give these writers some love! ❤️💛

(these recs are in addition to this post - I intended to combine them but I hit my link limit on the first!)

LOGAN HOWLETT X READER

— a mouse christmas by @guiltyasdave

Before Christmas, you and Logan have an unexpected house guest.

— cardinal by @danidrabbles

At the edge of the world, someone from another keeps you from stepping off.

— come on into my bed with me (i know you want to) by @sceletaflores

you can't sleep, logan left his door open…

— dirty little secret by @silverskyeline

logan finds that you've left him a little gift behind, and he just can't help himself. 

— don't mind me by @/moonlight-prose

you refused to admit that you were smitten with the man who melted your otherwise intelligent mind. you were however…horrible with subtlety. luckily the same could be said for him.

— guard dog by @/elflutters

Nobody would believe how his masculine bravado fell as he let you take control. They didn’t notice how you could dismiss him with a nod of your head, how he would immediately back down from a fight if you told him to drop it. Like a dog with a bone. That’s the thing about Logan. He is protective like a guard dog is  protective. And he is submissive like a guard dog is submissive. Oh, you so enjoy training him.

— i could play the doctor (i could cure your disease) by @sceletaflores

it’s been another six months, and logan needs your help…

— in every lifetime by @pedroscurls

you lost logan in this universe. logan lost you in his. what happens when you both see each other again, but realize that you're both from different worlds?

— kinktober 2024 by @avocado-writing

— kinktober 2024 by @robo-writing

Logan’s got hundreds of years of experience under his belt, and somehow you manage to match him blow for blow.

— manhandle by @embbarnes

Feral-ish Logan is obsessed with you.

— nameless as a river undiscovered underground by @/moonlight-prose

his leather jacket remained a tie between your love and his. the weight of it, the smell of your intertwined scents, all revolved around a relationship he never thought would happen.

— of flesh and bone by @cavillscurls

logan just can’t bring himself to kill a pretty thing like you—even when he’s starving.

— slippin' and slidin' all over you! by @/sceletaflores

logan forgot to fix the ac…

— the animal in the cage by @/silverskyeline

you return each week to watch the stranger in the cage, desire swirling in your mind. there's no way he'd ever look at you too. . . right?

— trapped lies by @wlwloverwrites

Logan has a very hard time hearing the words “I love you.”

OLD MAN LOGAN X READER

— come undone by @nymphoniah

— dust to dust by @/moonlight-prose

when the days are long and he's grown weary of everything, he knows he can find his peace in your body. that is until he brings a whole new understanding to the belt buckle that sits proudly on his waist.

— makeup sex with old man logan by @rqnarok

— my girl by @moonlitbirdie

Logan comes home after a scuffle and you clean him up. He finds a way to thank you.

— my man by @/silverskyeline

he's irresistible in that work suit of his, so much so that you decide to treat him with it on.

— runaway bride by @pedroscurls

on the day of your wedding, you find out that your maid of honor and husband-to-be has been hooking up behind your back... and you run directly into the arms of a stranger to help you cope with the sudden betrayal.

— smoke and ash by @/moonlight-prose

cigar smoke trailed after him with every step, his mouth always desperate for something to wet, something to bite down on. and you with the match between your teeth indulged him every which way.

— twin flames by @/elflutter

Logan wasn’t shy about his thing for pain. He should have known you would like it too. When pain is your only companion, when it can’t even give you the mercy of death, you learn to master it. To love it.

— when things turn green again by @lubdubology

Hoping to mend the pain of your broken heart and bury the memory of your failed marriage, you turn towards the woods. A cabin was left in your name and it’s the exact distraction you were looking for. What you didn’t anticipate is meeting a quiet, ruggedly handsome man along the way who helps you heal.

LOGAN HOWLETT X WADE WILSON

— number one fan by @/silverskyeline

rockstar logan meets popstar wade backstage. what could go wrong?

LOGAN HOWLETT X READER X WADE WILSON

— angel of the morning by @/moonlight-prose

wade has a proposition to offer: he will sit quietly (a complete lie) as logan shows him how fucking you properly is done. only it's not up to logan...it's up to you. his sweet angel of the morning.

— she's your daddy by @/elflutters

— woo, my baby's got me all mixed up! by @/sceletaflores

wade gets to whiskin’ (and logan’s there too)…

if you haven’t read these, you need to! and please support these amazing fics & writers by reading, reblogging & commenting! 💕