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rinhaler · 1 year ago

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Not me being an absolute slut for step dad Gojo and Uncle Nanami!?!? 😩 sharing is caring!

-Very Much Embarrassed Anon🫂

PERHAPS i got carried away but i hope u enjoy this !! luxe write something under 1k challenge: impossible x

warnings: 18+ MDNI, step/incest, fem!reader, step dad!gojo, uncle!nanamin, implied virgin!reader, threesome, vaginal sex, oral (m receiving), fingering, tit sucking, possessive!gojo, daddy kink, praise, pull out method, orgasm denial, noncon photo taking, slight oral fixation, hair pulling, face fucking.

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“You know you’re too young for boys, right?” your step-father reminds you, like it’s a mantra he’s told you again and again for years. It isn’t a suggestion or a thought he’s choosing to share. It’s an instruction. “I don’t want you to think because you’re all grown up and going to college now that you can be reckless.”

“I- I know, Satoru.” you smile at him.

Both of your attention is stolen as you hear your uncle, Kento, laugh out a scoff. He tries to conceal it as he ruffles his newspaper and drinks his coffee. You see your step-dad’s brows furrow in annoyance. Or, anger. He looks at you, again, and his expression softens.

“I know you’re a good girl, sweetheart.” he tells you, wrapping his arms around your form and placing a kiss atop your head. Nanami’s eyes peer over his newspaper, locking with yours. A knowing glance to each other before a smirk finds his features. He raises his newspaper, shielding his face completely as he tries to focus on reading.

He lets you go, reluctantly, as you pick up your college bag and grab your phone.

His expression sours as he sees you reach for your phone, smiling at a text message you received. He shouldn’t pry. He knows he shouldn’t pry. But he can’t seem to stop himself as he finds himself leaning across the kitchen island and snatching your phone from your hands. And now he scoffs, scrolling through your messages and looking at the name at the top.

“What did I just say?” he speaks, only an octave away from yelling at you. Your lip wobbles, and he keeps your phone at arm’s length as you try to grab for it. He tosses it towards the kitchen table so Kento can look for himself.

“He was just asking if I needed picking up for my classes, Satoru! You don’t need to worry…” you tell him. Of course this would happen. He’s always been stupidly over protective.

“Well you don’t, do you? That’s what I’m here for. Hell, I’m sure even Nanami would be happy to take you since he came all of this way to spend his off time visiting you.” Gojo reminds you. And you feel a slight pang of guilt at that. You know how hard your poor uncle Nanamin works. He could be on vacation, somewhere tropical, unwinding from the humdrum of his boring office job. But here he is, sitting reading the newspaper and listening to you two argue with each other. “In fact, you’re grounded. I’m keeping your phone and you can forget about going to class today.”

“But—!”

“Don’t whine, I’ll write you a note.” he adds, walking around the counterspace to collect your phone from Nanami. He finishes scrolling, locking it, though he keeps hold of it. “Go upstairs.”

You huff, but grab your bag and do as you’re told. It’s not like he can stop you from being online. You can talk to people on your laptop, after all. Though given the mood he’s in you suppose you’ll have to be stealthy about it.

“You’re too harsh on her.” Kento tells Satoru, earning another disgruntled glance from him. He closes his newspaper and rests an ankle over his knee as he leans back and drinks the remainder of his coffee. “She’s curious, you can’t do anything about that. It’s not like she’ll stay a virgin forever.”

“Tch. Spare me.” he laughs lightly. “You think I don’t know why you’re here? I hear you, you know, when you sneak into her room at night.”

And Gojo revels in how the colour drains from Nanami’s face. He sits upright, his back stiffened straight and he starts to loosen his tie. He should have known, really, it was too good to be true. He should have known he’d always get caught eventually. But by Satoru Gojo of all people?

“I haven’t…” he clears his throat. “It’s not what you think.”

“Sure.” Satoru rolls his eyes. “If I’m bein’ honest… I don’t really care. Who am I to stop you? I’m not blood… like you. Sick fuck.” he laughs, sitting down at the table and looking into Nanami’s panic-stricken eyes.

Your uncle rests his elbows on the table and holds his head in his hands. What is Gojo plotting? Blackmail of some kind, maybe. It’s not like he’s concealed his disapproval for his sisters relationship with him. He’s tolerated him, sure, but he’s a nuisance he thinks his family would be better off without.

“I don’t like this either.” he throws your phone towards the white-haired man and sighs. “But she doesn’t respect you, Satoru. She doesn’t even call you dad. I think she sees you as temporary, so of course she isn’t going to listen to you. Not really.”

“But…” he leans over the table with a smug grin. “She respects you, doesn’t she? Her favourite uncle. I don’t like college guys, I remember what we were like in college, I don’t want her around that.”

“No… maybe she won’t go searching for it if she’s better educated.”

Gojo’s brow quirks in intrigue, a sadistic smile soon follows.

“Who knew a corporate goon could be such a sick fuck, hah?” Gojo laughs, picking up Nanami’s coffee mug for him and walking it to the sink to clean. Nanami rolls his eyes, burying his reddening face in his newspaper again.

You feel a surge of fear stab through you as you hear footsteps climb up the stairs. You hide your laptop back into your bag and turn on your TV, hurrying to find something to watch as a cover. But when you hear a knock, you relax, Satoru never knocks.

“Come in!” you speak, happily, welcoming your favourite and only uncle Nanamin into your room. Though your heart sinks as your step-father follows, crossing your arms across your chest as you huff and pout petulantly.

“Don’t be like that…” Nanami speaks softly, sitting on the edge of your bed and resting his hand on your thigh. “We need to talk to you. And we want to ask you something.” he continues. Your pout fades, then, a slight feeling of anxiety creeps into you as you wonder if something serious has happened.

And Satoru sits on the edge of the bed, too, his beaming blue eyes almost pierce through your heart as he begins to explain. How he’s just worried about you because he knows from experience how college guys can be. How he’s your dad no matter what and he just wants the best for you. And he thinks you need a little help in the right direction on your journey of self-discovery.

“I know you’re a woman now, sweetheart, but you’re still daddy’s little girl. Yeah? So, let daddy help.”

“He- with what?” you blink at him, dumbly, and the delighted snarl on his face almost chills you to the bone. He doesn’t speak right away, so you look at Nanami. But it’s like he can’t bear to look at you as he sinks his head low with shame. “With what?” you ask again.

“Well, Nanami said you’re curious. So he’s been fucking you, right?”

“No!” you and your uncle yell simultaneously. Did he really tell your insufferable step-father something so personal?

“I told you, I haven’t slept with her. Don’t tease her or you’ll make things worse.” Nanami clarifies before he focuses his attention on you. “But you are curious, aren’t you? You’re getting attention from boys and you’re enjoying it, clearly. They aren’t good for you though, princess. They don’t know how to treat girls right.”

You hum, softly, as he pushes your legs apart, revealing your pink cotton panties to the two of them as they continue to talk you through their thought process. And the touch of your uncle Nanamin is your ultimate weakness. They both get a live response to his action as your pretty pussy starts to gift your panties with a dark, sticky patch between your dewy folds.

“Boys that age, sweetheart, they don’t know what they’re doing. Do you touch yourself? ‘m sure you do, I’m not naïve enough to think otherwise. But that means you like to cum, yeah? These college guys don’t care about that. They just want a little hole to cum in and defile. And we think you deserve better than that.” Satoru explains, his inquisitive fingers begin to prod at your puffy cunt, though you trap his hand between your plush thighs.

“Satoru…” you respond, bashfully.

“No.” he speaks, grabbing your thighs and pulling you down the bed and towards himself. He looks mad, but there’s no real malice behind it. Still your heart is pounding. “I’m your dad like he is your uncle. I’m not Satoru. Who am I?” he asks, reaching under your skirt to pull down your panties.

“D-Daddy… you’re daddy. ‘m sorry.” you whimper. Your eyes flutter as his long fingers invade your pretty, virgin walls. “Hng—!”

“Gooood girl.” he smiles as he begins to curl them upwards. “I slipped right on in, has uncle Kento gotten you used to taking his fingers?”

“Mhmm…” you blush. The man in question bends down to kiss you.

It’s sweet, though you find yourself grabby and desperate as you follow his lead. He pulls away to undress you, unbuttoning your shirt and then his own after throwing away his tie. He helps you out of your bra, and you instinctively go to cover your nipples as you remember who you’re actually in the company of. But Nanami doesn’t want that. He locks his fingers with yours, holding your hands above your head as he begins to suckle on them until they’re both puckered and raw.

“Sit her up, and sit behind her.” Satoru tells his brother-in-law. And of course he acquiesces. You’re moved like you’re weightless as your uncle sits behind you, his clothed cock pressing angrily into the curve of your spine as he continues to torment your tits. Satoru pulls his fingers out of your cunt and sucks them clean, smiling at how your eyes begin to sparkle with wonder as he puts on such a display. ��Do not tell your mother about this, understand?”

You nod, obediently. You wouldn’t dream of telling her something so scandalous. Though it does fill you with a slight sense of pride as your Satoru makes it abundantly clear how desperately he’d longed to be the first person to explore your untouched core. He pulls down his trousers and you moan at his smooth, pink cockhead. Though right now it’s closer to an angry shade of red.

He really is desperate.

You wince, slightly, as he pushes his tip inside. Though he retracts it, coating his head in your wetness.

“Fuuuuck, you weren’t lyin’. You really never fucked her, huh Nanami?” Gojo chuckles as he pushes in deeper and deeper. Nanami slots his fingers into your mouth to suck on as you accommodate to the length. “Relax, baby. Clampin’ so much you’re gonna push me out.” he laughs shallowly, his thrusts matching as he begins to work you open.

“D-Daddy!” you gasp, back arching against Nanami’s chest before he pulls you back towards him.

“We’re so proud of you, princess.” Nanami shushes you, placing a kiss to your temple. You look at him with wide, trusting eyes, though he can’t really concentrate as his own fixate on the way your tits bounce with each thrust Gojo inflicts onto you. “Why don’t you show your dad how I taught you to suck cock, hm?”

“Oh? Now that I’d like to see.” Gojo smiles, pulling out of you briefly. The sound of your sticky walls echoes through the room as he pulls out. The men help you onto all fours, and your daddy slots himself right back into your tight heat. The adjusted angle makes you fall forward, your head lolling as he finds a nice little trigger inside of you. “Oh… there, huh? Okay, baby. I’ll fuck you right there.” Satoru tells you as he begins to fuck into you before slowing down.

Nanami takes his cock out of his briefs, tapping the tip against your swollen lips. They open, obediently, and you lick the precum he’s spilling directly from the source. Your hole flutters as he hisses, enamoured by the sensation.

“Perfect, princess. Such a good little girl for me.” Kento comments, and your heart beats harder. You’re almost robbed of all sense as Gojo pistons his hips into you, and he leans forward to grab your hair and wrap it into a makeshift ponytail.

“Now that I’m thinking about it, Kento, maybe we should teach her how college boys fuck. Since she wanted that experience so badly.” Satoru proposes, and Nanami considers it. He really considers it. And Gojo chuckles at that. “Go on… show her.”

Nanami nods, grabbing the sides of your head and fucking your face like you’re his own personal cocksleeve.

It’s relentless and dizzying and you don’t know how to settle. You can’t possibly as you’re ruined from both ends. There’s no reprieve, there’s no way to relax. You’re trembling and moaning and fuck you never knew sex could be so intense. Nanami is always calm and patient with you. But this isn’t that.

They’ve ran out of patience with you.

It doesn’t matter which way you try to retreat, you’re only encouraging the other one. More of Nanami’s cock down your throat and more of Gojo’s hitting your g-spot.

“W-We’ll have to get you on the pill, sweetheart.” Gojo tells you, but it’s more like he’s telling himself. He knows he can’t cum inside. He can’t, but fuck, he wants to. He fucking needs to. “College guys, they like- leaving their- mark.” he thrusts again and again until he’s on the very brink of blowing his load. But his life won’t be worth living if he knocks his cute little daughter up. His marriage will be over. He’ll lose everything.

And with that, he pulls out and coats your pussy lips with his sperm. The loss of feeling from inside makes you cry out around Nanami’s length, though you still can’t pull away from him as he continues to use your mouth as his own personal toy. You never knew your uncle Nanamin had this side to him.

He’s usually so sweet and patient.

He pulls out, too, depriving you of the taste of his cum and the chance to prove what a good girl you are. Though you take his load beautifully as he shoots soupy ropes across your pretty face. His heart skips a beat as your false lashes flutter and he realises a heavy glob stuck to them.

“College guys, sweetheart, might take pictures of you like this.” Satoru pulls his phone from his back pocket and takes a few photos of your quivering cunt. You’ve been neglected in the worst way, and it’s dawning on you now what he had meant by giving you the college experience. He tosses his phone to Nanami, encouraging him to do the same. Your innocent and betrayed face is captured so perfectly through the lens of the phone, Nanami’s pearly seed is the perfect colour for your complexion.

“College guys would send these around to their friends too, you know.” Nanami warns you.

“But we’ll just keep these between ourselves.” Satoru promises you. “I think it’s only fair we didn’t let you cum this time since you were so intent on disobeying your daddy.”

“I think she’s learnt her lesson, though, Satoru.” Nanami speaks, pulling your hair so that you can look up at him and he can identify if you dare to lie to him. “Fucking college boys doesn’t sound that fun anymore, does it? Say sorry, princess. Your dad might let you cum next time if you’re a good girl.”

You sniff, and hiccup, unsure of where to look.

“’m s-sorry, daddy.” you sniffle, Nanami releases your hair and allows you to look back at Gojo, a wild grin on his face.

“Awe… sweet.” Gojo smiles, circling the bed so he’s standing beside Nanami, both of their eyes bore down at you with an intensity you’ve never felt before. “I think we’re owed a thank you, we took the time to teach you such an important lesson, after all.”

“T-Thank you,” you sniff, again, “Thank you, d-daddy. Thank you, uncle Nanamin.”

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j0kers-light · 1 year ago

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Chapter 21 review

Chile why you not giving us more details on readers pass😩🙄 got me all excited to finally hear what happened to her and just to get cliffhangered😭😭

I’m surprised joker ain’t stab Morgana when he seen her😂 reader really is changing joker for the better without her knowing

I feel like Florence is dead even though there’s another side of me saying she is. But it just doesn’t make sense to kill Florence and let Morgana live since they know about him🧐 I at first thought since joker told neo to handle Florence that Neo would just kidnap and hide her but then in the chapter joker said he had to handle the whole Florence situation so I’m guessing he killed her. (By the way I don’t really care if she’s dead or alive in my opinion🤷🏽‍♀️ after how she treated reader I give less fucks about her🙄🤣)

I know you said there was going to be a new person in the story which I didn’t think it was the nurse Sarai I thought it would be a a certain clown girl🤡 herself from jokers past🫣🤔

Look I’m really REALLY trying to like Bruce in this story but he makes it SO difficult 😤 but reader LITERALLY said she didn’t see him that way and she was with some other dude and he ain’t taking the hint🤦🏽‍♀️

MY THEORY: I think for the next chapter Florence is dead which will affect joker and readers relationship to downfall. She gets mad at him curse him out blah blah blah and she says she don’t want to deal with him anymore which makes him sad and turn himself into the GCPD police since he feels like he don’t want to cause anymore heartache and problems for her and can’t move on in life without his light✨😩

I ain’t gonna like I would like both their exes to come at some point to fuck some shit up. Whoever the guy was to fuck yo the readers mental so bad I hope joker give him a slow death where the reader participates in killing him😈 Harley Quinn is literally my favorite villain or all time and if she is going to be in the story if she goes against reader it is going to be heartbreaking 💔 🥲

That’s all just wanted to share my thoughts ✌🏽🫶🏽

Hey hi anon!!

I love love love love your thoughts!! You are close but not quite on the money 🤭

This story is far from being over beloved!

I like cliffhangers lol but there’s a reason why I’m dragging Y/n’s past out. It will be confirmed next chapter but resolved much later.

Joker is learning patience and how to better understand other people’s emotions from Y/n! Joker was ready to snatch Morgana up but he stopped himself. He listened to what she had to say and he definitely can’t kill her now since his Light warned him not to. She said, “You hurt my friends..” plural. Joker in trouble.

Now onto the Flo/Morgana situation. Morgana is smart. She’s keeping her mouth shut and proving her worth as a friend to stay in good with J. Florence on the other hand is threatening to expose Joker to the authorities on top of yelling at his Bunny AND she made you cry which is the catalyst for you having your PTSD episode. You were stressed from that interaction and couldn't handle when Bruce accidentally said your trigger. She has a lot more tally marks against her than Morgana does.

I will say this: Florence left your apartment building alive.

Sarai isn’t a new character, she’s a returning role from chapter 7 🤭 So the new character is still at large.

And yes, Harley Quinn will make an appearance in His Lighthouse. I love her too much not to include her.

I love Bruce and in any other story I'd root for him BUT! I needed a male anti character and......... *stares at Bruce* you're up babe.

Now this next chapter theory of yours 🤭 I love you but

Joker does surrender to the GCPD but its not time for depressed J yet. Him and Y/n are still going strong. Two more hurdles gotta happen for Joker to feel like he’s backed into the corner and forced to surrender.

The theory on exes. Oh boy. Y/n's ex has a big role here.. and he's not done. 👀

#thanks anon!#thanks for the ask!#share your thoughts

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ssssosababyyyyy · 17 days ago

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ranting about men. i’m annoyed.

(most) men inherently bother me. why cant they be normal? im actually not flattered by your perverted comments on my appearance.

when men talk to me all i hear is “please fuck me! please! i’ll say anything! please just fuck me! please” and it’s annoying. they lack any empathy for women what so ever and i quite frankly don’t understand it.

example: this guy that pulled up on me as i was walking home. i stupidly gave him my number, he swore i was so sexy and asked me to send him pics, i said.. no??? idk you. (also who is this working on???)

he gets mad!! and im like… why are you mad?? idk you. LIKE!!!! nigga everything is a sex trafficking scheme. he could post my pictures on the black market and snatch me. (he’ll never get me tho 😈) and i just find it strange how annoyed he was at me for being hesitant. he literally said “i dont have time to deal with you being scary” … once again, i dont know this man at all.

a similar thing happened before w a guy trying to have a 3some w me and my friend at the time. we told him we were worried that he was a trafficker and he got soooo pissed. meanwhile he isn’t doing much to make us feel comfortable. like you sprinkle in a sexual comment every 5 minutes and think we can’t tell you don’t just wanna be friends…….

men hate when women are scared but don’t understand that they’re the reason we’re scared. they do nothing to instill any trust into the relationship and if they do it’s just a thinly veiled attempt to get you to have sex with them.

they dont care at all. and that’s why im insane and off putting right off the bat. you thought i was pretty but i saw an unknown numbers pop up on the screen and i wanna know who it is, why you dont have them saved, what the relationship is like, when and how you met them?

the thing is, contrary to many peoples beliefs, im not fucking stupid. i can tell when a man is lying. they can’t keep face. they will tell you everything you need to know. literally just listen. they lie so much that they can’t keep them straight. they always slip up.

the guy who wanted a 3some: i asked him if he had instagram, he said no bc he’s loyal to his gf. then a few days later we see him again, and without prompting says, “i was looking for yall on ig.” and i just looked at him and said “i thought you didn’t have instagram.” and now he’s making excuses. “oh i just dont use it for real.” nigga you were just using it to look for us??? what the fuck were you even searching for???? unprompted he told me his type** and im like… what about your gf. and all of a sudden the relationship is complicated. but its also open. like they don’t hear themselves speak for real.

also seriously stay away from men who know too much about astrology. theyre either a whore, a master manipulator, or batshit insane. (prolly all 3) you probably don’t wanna date them.

anyway, shoutout to him, i actually wanted to be friends with him. he was cool to talk to minus the sexual shit and being angry we didn’t wanna fuck him. he had some crazy military lore.

** his type was light skin and petite asf which was my friend. this is how i realized he really wanted to fuck her (which she refused to believe for some reason..) anyway he thought that making us a package deal would help him…? whole time idec sir 😩 you didn’t even bother remembering my name but thought i would fuck you????? like he thought i was stupid.

#ranting #i’m annoyed tbh cus they give me a bad ick #and sure! i was in an emotionally abus*ve relationship for way too long #but i learned a lot from that experience!#and i would hope i dont fall for the same thing twice #and i mean that #they all have the same 10 tricks #manipulate me better bozo!!!!!

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ficsforeren · 3 years ago

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hey cutie, when are you planning on publishing the next chapter of never let me go? i love it SO much😩

AHHHH THANK YOU 😭😭😭

I've finished writing chapter 2 and 3, actually. But I'm not gonna post it until two weeks from now probably (depends on how fast my beta reader can read it). In the meantime, here, have a snippet:

Crossing his legs, Eren puts his sunglasses on and folds his arms behind his head. “Ah, man, I think I could live like this forever,” he gratifyingly sighs. “Just do nothing but have fun every day.”

“Yeah," you snort. "And eating canned foods and getting our asses chased by corpses on daily basis."

“You’re just too pessimistic.”

“You’re weirdly optimistic.”

“Do you think I look like Tom Cruise?”

You choke. This time, you really do choke on your drink. Perhaps it’s wiser not to drink when he’s around as you can’t tell what kind of nonsense he’s going to spout out next. He’s always like this, you learn, changing from one topic to another in a matter of seconds. You wonder if he has a short attention span or he just likes to test your patience. Knowing him, the latter seems much more likely. Snatching your phone, you keep your hands busy, completely ignoring him. There’s a good few seconds of silence where you almost thank the Lord for a piece of tranquility when—

“Bro, I asked you a question.”

“Oh my God.” You rub your temple, closing your eyes as you feel your mental health deteriorating. “You see, Jaeger, sometimes when people don’t answer your question, it’s because they don’t want to answer your question.”

#himbo eren is such a dork i love him #eren smut #eren fluff #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger smut #eren yeager smut #eren yeager x reader #eren x reader #aot smut #snk smut #eren yeager x reader smut #eren jaeger x reader smut #eren jaeger fluff #eren yeager fluff #never let me go canon

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berberriescorner · 4 years ago

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“I Got You”

Characters: Odell Beckham Jr. x Black!OC (Nicole)

Summary: All Odell wants to do is take his wife on a fun date, but things go left. What happens when Nicole’s insecurities resurface and irritation sparks an argument?

Warnings: A little profanity. Some harassment. Low self-esteem. Tension with a heavy dose of fluff and smut to follow. Oral and unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap that willy). You’ve been warned 😈.

A/N: I’ve been having a hard time finishing part four of Disastrous Deception and I wanted to give you all something to hold you over. I promise I’ve been working 😩. This is something I wrote a while back. Taking a break from my hubby (in my head 😆) Angel Reyes and bringing you all some sexy ass OBJ content. I wrote this for my plus-sized melanated Queens 😍. Please excuse any grammatical errors. Hope you all enjoy it!

Word Count: 1,400+

What is it with men and their bright ideas? Nicole’s idea of the perfect Saturday night was staying in, ordering takeout, and curling up on the couch with her husband. That’s not asking too much, right? That was the plan until Odell waltzed his happy ass in their bedroom and begged her to go to a freaking haunted house.

“Come on baby we should go. It’ll be fun. What, you scared? Now you know daddy gon’ protect yo fine ass,” he said as his New Orleans accent made an appearance.

“No! Odell I don’t like shit popping out at me. I’ma be ready to swing on everybody. Plus as soon as we’re spotted it will be impossible to enjoy it. It’ll be just like last weekend when we were trying to have a nice quiet dinner,” she replied. Thousands of pleas later Nicole finally gave in and said yes.

As she expected, the date was cut short and the couple spent the hour drive home arguing and giving each other the silent treatment. The date had ended abruptly due to the fact that some jackass thought it would be funny to scare the hell out of them and get it on tape so he could sell the footage to the highest bidder. The guy had scared Nicole so badly that he caused her to trip and roll her ankle. To make a terrible situation even worse the man didn’t even apologize or ask if she was okay. He just laughed and continued to capture the embarrassing moment. This in turn pissed Odell off. He snatched the phone away from him and handed it to the bodyguard to delete the footage while he beat the dude’s ass. It took forever for their bodyguard to finally pull Odell off of the Jerk.

Instead of those running the establishment being sympathetic to the couple’s situation they kicked everyone involved out. As the couple pulled into the driveway Nicole attempted to get out of the car on her own. She failed miserably and was about to ask the bodyguard to help her into the house when she was cut off by Odell.

“Why don’t you let your husband help you for once,” he snapped.

“What is your problem? How is it that you’re mad at me,” she asked in a smart ass tone.

“Just come on,” he replied while scooping her out of the car.

Odell carried her inside the house and sat her down gently on the couch. He removed her shoes and propped her swollen ankle on top of some throw pillows.

“I’m going to fix you some ice for your ankle. Or do you want someone else to do that as well,” he griped.

“Why are you so angry at me for letting the bodyguard carry me,” she asked, throwing her hands up in a defeated manner.

“That shit was embarrassing. You got people out here thinking I can’t take care of my wife,” he replied.

There it was. Odell had an attitude because the damn bodyguard carried me to the car. He didn’t get to be the big hero and save the day.

“I asked Jay to carry me because I’m already self conscious about my weight. That’s one of the main reasons I didn’t want to go in the first place. I knew I’d fall or do something embarrassing. Haunted Houses are not for me. I take up more space than others,” she explained with sadness in her voice.

“People already have opinions about our relationship. Do you know how many people, both male and female, I've overheard talking about us? They think it’s a shame that you’re married to a plus sized woman. Why let you carry me out of there and give them more to talk about,” Nicole questioned.

“Please excuse my language and with all due respect, fuck what anybody else talking about. How many times do we need to have this discussion Nicki? Babygirl, I love you just the way you are. No matter what size you are. No matter what size you’ll ever be. I’ma love you regardless baby. It’s not just your physical that makes me love you. It’s everything about you. Been about ya, still about ya, always gonna be about ya love,” he said grabbing Nicole’s face and giving her a passionate kiss.

After a few moments he pulled back from the kiss. “How much pain are you in,” Odell asked in a seductive tone while licking his lips.

“It’s pretty painful but you said all those beautiful things and kissed me like that. Now you got a bish panties wet. Fuck it, I’ma take any pain coming my way like a G. I just hope some of that pain is the good type of pain,” she replied biting her lip.

In a matter of moments she was picked up from the couch and gently tossed on their bed. Odell was eager to show Nicole just how much he loved every single curve she had.

He slowly undressed Nicole and laid her down. He removed his clothing and laid between her thighs. Odell kissed from her lips down to her neck and began leaving love bites all over her breast. He took one of her nipples into his mouth as he snaked his hands between her thighs and began to rub her most sensitive spot. Nicole threw her head back into the pillows and let out a slight moan.

“Odell...baby,” she moaned as he slipped two fingers inside her.

He released her nipple when he noticed she had closed her eyes.

“I want to see those pretty brown eyes. Look at me baby,” he demanded.

Nicole’s eyes fluttered open and she bit her lip as she made eye contact with him. Odell grinned and kept his eyes trained on her as he slid down between her legs. His eyes were now burning with desire. He planted kisses all over the insides of her thighs as she grew impatient.

“Baby don’t play games please,” she begged.

He quickly went to work on her taking her ball of nerves into his mouth. He sucked and licked it as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her.

“You taste so good baby. I love every part of you. These thick ass thighs drive me crazy,” he said as he gave them a squeeze and sank his face deeper while locking her into place.

“Shit! Odell baby,” she moaned loudly.

“Don’t let go baby not yet,” he said as he pulled his mouth away from her.

Before she could get mad he made his way back up to her and gave her another passionate kiss as he slammed into her. Nicole screamed into the kiss as he gave her a few moments to adjust to his size. She began to move her hips to signal that she was ready. Wrapping her legs firmly around his waist Odell began to pound into her.

“You feel that? Huh baby? Who wouldn’t love your beautiful ass,” he grunted as he went deeper.

“Plus size or not I’ma always be able to handle you my baby. This my shit. No one else’s. Mine! Let me show just how good I can handle you baby,” he moaned out as he pulled out of her and grabbed her ankles pulling her to the edge of the bed.

Odell stood and draped her legs over his shoulders sliding back into her. All Nicole could manage to vocalize was a whimper. They were both close to climax as she cried out, “Shit! Baby I-I’m about to-I can’t take much more!”

His thrusts became more erratic and sloppy. “I know baby me too. Shit! Let it go baby,” Odell replied as he reached down and rubbed her pearl to get her there faster. Moments later they both climaxed together.

Odell removed her shaking legs from his shoulders and gently slid her back up to the pillows so she could come down from her orgasm. He collapsed beside her and pulled her over to him so she could lay on his chest. He tilted her chin up and gave her a few pecks. Looking into her eyes he smiled and licked his lips.

“Please don’t ever doubt my love for you. Trust me when I tell you I got you. If I wanna carry ya ass all over a damn grocery store or shopping mall for no reason at all I’m going to do it. I need there to be no questions asked. Understood Mrs. Beckham,” he demanded while slapping her ass.

“Ouch babe! Okay, Mr. Beckham. I love you,” she replied and gave him another kiss.

“I love your stubborn ass too,” he retorted. After a quick nap they went a few more rounds and iced her ankle again before knocking out for the night.

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