#I know all seen her before butt not like this just look at that pussy

[mandyhotx]

[gutsby]

Wingman

Pairing: Himbo!Joel x Reader

Summary: Your bestie braves the tampon aisle for you.

Warnings: 18+. Period crackfic starring Himbo!Joel—don’t take it too seriously. R has a uterus that hates her. Mentions of blood, cramps, & hangover-induced puking. Dirty talk, f!masturbation. One (1) Mean Girls reference.

Word count: 1.7k

You were fucked ten ways to Wednesday if you didn’t get your hands on some soap, a steamer, and a supersized box of maxi-pads in the span of the next eleven minutes.

Joel Miller moved like molasses on a flat slab of granite.

“WILL YOU HURRY— THE FUCK— UP?”

Your cheeks were hot. The night air was cold.

Every other word that managed to claw out of your throat was punctuated by a breath—your stomach clenched, and the sex organ below it was in hysterics.

Joel continued to lace up his loafer, clumsy as ever.

“O-kay, okay,” he hummed, “Steamer, soap, and, uh…”

“Pads!”

“Uh-huh. Right. So what kinda…blood stuff is it, again?”

The words were like an aspersion on his tongue. At the ripe old age of forty-seven, Joel still hadn’t quite learned to jibe with the menstrual product lingo, and it showed.

“Heavy flow. Any brand. With wings,” you hissed.

“Boneless or traditional?”

And if he hadn’t been standing outside the truck, foot propped up against the driver’s seat while he tied his shoe, you likely would’ve smacked him upside the head. The glare you gave him was sufficiently vicious to extinguish the smirk, though. Your hand made a fist in the front of your dress, and you groaned, leaning inward.

Joel got the picture and finished his bunny ears quick.

“Sorry.”

Then, a little more sheepish as he straightened up,

“I’m goin’. Be just a minute.”

And he was off.

Your body curled into a ball as soon as he left. It cried in pain, to nothing and no one around but that fugly slut, the nastiest skank bitch you’d ever met, your uterus.

There was no way you and Joel were making it to this rehearsal dinner. You needed to be at the venue by 7:00, the clock on the dash read 6:11, and you were, currently, twenty miles shy of Fredericksburg with a rag between your legs and your best friend scouring the local H-E-B.

That afternoon you’d been running late, so of course you’d thrown on your thin, satin, pre-wedding-ready dress before you left—and forgotten a change of clothes. Joel had been hungover from all the batshit bachelor party antics, so of course you’d had to stop three times along the way just so he could throw up on the side of the road. And, though your friend was many, many things, discreet was not one of them, so of course he’d told you, point-blank, when he saw you reaching for something in the backseat with your butt sticking up:

“You been pissin’ tomato juice or somethin’?”

And you’d looked back in abject horror.

Of course your period had come a week early and made you bleed straight through your bright yellow dress.

Maria was your best friend. You were her maid of honor. Tommy’s groomsmen happened to be the most fuckable bunch you’d ever seen—save for Joel—so there was no way you’d be caught dead at that dinner with the flag of Japan on your ass. And Maria had bought the dress just for you, so you felt like you had to get this bloodstain out.

You lifted your head to peer out the window. Even with the help of a fistful of ibuprofen, you could barely move.

6:29

“Dude, where are you?!”

It was like your phone and the FaceTime call to Joel had just materialized on their own. The man on the screen was blinking slow. Ogling something in front of him.

“So ‘L’ stands for…long?” he said after a beat.

“No, that’s light, Joel, I need a heavy one.”

“This one’s got cardboard in it, I think.”

“That’s a tampon applicator, dipshit.”

In a blink, Joel’s eyes flitted to his phone. His nostrils flared, and he met your gaze with a scowl of his own.

“Well how the hell am I supposed to know that? Only stuck two— three things in a pussy before and it sure as fuck wasn’t cotton,” he griped, and if he were any less mature he likely would’ve rolled his eyes. Drama king.

You winced as another cramp rolled through you. You shook your head and tried to regain your composure.

“Just find a heavy-flow. pad. with wings. for me. Please.”

Joel sighed and turned back to the shelf, eyes searching.

It shouldn’t have been this hard, but it was. You had no doubt Joel had never willingly touched a pussy product before in his life, so the road ahead was treacherous. Silently, you felt the urge to tell him he had no business being in pussy at all if he didn’t bother to learn what came out of one every month, but you let him cook.

His dark, greyish brows drew together in concentration. He leaned forward and reached for a box. Then stopped.

Went low to grab another, before pausing to show you.

“Very close, Joel. That’s a pantyliner.”

You felt somewhat like a mother showing a headstrong four-year-old how to copy shapes onto paper. No, darling, that’s a diva cup—and be careful with that crayon. Joel stood and he stewed and, by the look in his eyes, you’d already resigned yourself to another ten minutes of this back-and-forth rummaging at least.

Then you shifted in your seat, pushing your legs down a bit. They rubbed, of course. In spite of the pain that had seized your whole lower half, you felt a sweet, dull pulse.

You stared hard at Joel’s face on-screen to make sure he hadn’t seen it in yours, but damn that friction felt nice.

Sensitivity elevated with the influx of hormones, no doubt, you sat tight and tried to enjoy the feeling on purpose for a moment. You slowly sucked in a breath.

“Aw, hell, there’s just too many’a these damn boxes.”

You flexed your thigh muscles and let out a sigh.

“I don’t know how y’all do it,” Joel grumbled.

Keep looking, Miller. Just keep looking.

Slowly, your hips began to stir, and one small grain of pleasure gave way to a jolt—a twist in the pit of your belly that made the pain less grating. You leaned into it more.

Holding your phone, you could feel when Joel let out a frustrated groan. The sound low and almost enticing.

Wait.

Wait.

“Gross,” you said out loud, half-whispered.

You couldn’t help it. Joel was one of your closest friends; a man who loved beer die, Pall Malls, and Keith Whitley like nobody’s business and gave suffocating bear hugs whenever he was sweaty just to gross you out. You weren’t supposed to find men like that attractive.

But when the grit of his voice was just so nice…

“What?” Joel stopped to look down again.

“What?” you shot back, instantly.

A frown tugged at his lips.

“What’s ‘gross’? Me?”

Not…exactly, no.

More disgusted with yourself than anyone else, you clamped your legs together and shook your head. You tried to swallow, as if the action might suck the pleasure down with it, but the hot, throbbing sensation only grew.

You were practically grinding into the towel that had been stuffed between your thighs when you heard:

“Wings!”

An exceptionally proud Joel displayed a box of extra heavy-duty maxi-pads, with wings. He was grinning.

You weren’t sure if you thanked him next, congratulated the man, or what. You probably strung some words together and tried to return the smile as best you could, but who knew? The next thing you saw was that the line had gone dead, the truck was silent, and all that could be heard above the hum of the engine were your moans.

You braced yourself against the seat and rolled your hips even harder. Out of habit, you caught your lip between your teeth to prevent a louder sound from escaping, but then you remembered there was no one to hear you but you—for now. Your palm pressed flat on the dashboard, your knees squeezed even closer, and your vision flooded with soft, minuscule pinpricks of an all-too-familiar hue.

The only thing new to you here was Joel—the thought of him had never crossed your mind in moments like these.

But now you were closing your eyes, humping the seat with nothing between your body and the old, weathered upholstery but a scrap of fabric. And you were moaning his name. Imagining a face that was littered with coarse, grey stubble—you might’ve teased him for that once or twice before—and lips that were soft. So soft against your own that you wouldn’t think twice if he tried to slip his tongue inside and hold the sides of your face as he filled your cunt to the brim. In fact, Joel’s mouth would be a welcome distraction. Knowing how foul he was in even friendly confab, he’d undoubtedly be whispering the most vile things in your ear while he fucked you.

Reminding you, quietly, that you made such a pretty cocksleeve for him—why didn’t we try this sooner?— and how you’d be the sweetest thing if you just gave his cock another squeeze and made yourself cum all over it.

The mental image of that alone was inducement enough.

You felt a hot, euphoric band of something start to give way inside you. It tightened up, twisted—then snapped. Your mouth fell open and your thighs clenched tighter, grinding desperately in tandem with a pace you’d hoped Joel might’ve set if he were laying there underneath you. You clung to one last thought of him gripping your hips and bruising your walls with the force of his cock driving in and out, over and over again until, eventually, his cum was leaking out through each fluid thrusting movement. It was all your body could take, conjuring thoughts of his load spilling into you and onto him in warm, wet, sticky—

Whistling.

Someone was whistling outside. Walking up to the truck.

You were still coming down from the staggering heights of your climax when the driver’s side door swung open. You blinked furiously, as though to drive all the filth and depravity and need from your eyes before he could see.

It didn’t matter.

Joel was too amped up off a white plastic baggy to be concerned with much else as he plopped down beside you and smiled—beamed, really. Completely oblivious.

Your extremities were still twitching with the residuum of bliss when he reached for your hand. His eyes somehow warmer than they’d been all that day, they sparkled and shone and crinkled at the corners in a way that seemed to say the words before his mouth had uttered a sound.

“I got three boxes to be safe…”

Joel was really too sweet.

“…and some chocolate for your cramps…”

Always so considerate.

“…and you look real pretty when you cum, by the way.”

This motherfucker.

[hoejosatoru]

HIHI !! i saw you were looking for smut winbre requests and i decided to slide mine through 👀👀 what abouttttt, i don’t know if you’ve seen bridgerton, there’s this scene where a guy takes his girl infront of a mirror and explains how much he loves her by describing her body and how it drives him crazy 😮‍💨 it’s more of an erotic view, so i’d like to request something along those lines with Umemiya please!!! it’d make my day if you decided to write for it 🤍 thank you so much in advance!!! ✨

Wait I love this. I have never seen brudgerton (need to though!) but this is perfect for Umemiya. Suggestive/NSWFish under the cut

"Can we keep the lights off?" you asked your boyfriend. He was hovering over you, shirtless and as perfect looking as ever.

Umemiya's brows furrowed. "Why, my love? Wanna see you."

A blush crept up your cheeks. You were embarrassed about feeling self conscious and having to admit it to Umemiya, who could have been sculpted by a god for all you knew. "I just... I don't think I look that good."

Umemiya was incredulous. "Baby you're beautiful. And I'm gonna prove it." Before your could respond. Umemiya tugged you up and stood you in front of the mirror in his bedroom. Your back was flushed against his front, his eyes raking over your form in the mirror. You wanted to turn away, but he kept you there with a gentle, but firm grip. "You have no idea what you do to me, do you?"

You shook your head, catching his eye in the mirror. The way he looked at you caused your insides to pool. You were equally turned on and enamored. His touch was reverent, making his words so believable even when that mean little voice in your head tried to deny it.

Umemiya's hands trailed up your thighs. "These thighs, so soft and warm. Love when you have 'em wrapped around head." He spoke close to your ear, making you shiver. He squeezed your butt and you instinctively ground back against him. "And your ass? Love how you're always teasing me with it. Yeah, just like that. You feel what you're doing to me, don't you angel?"

"Ume," you gasped, feeling his hard on press against you. Your self consciousness was slowly starting to melt into blind desire.

He pulled your shirt off you, squeezing your tits. "Your tits are just perfect. Drives me crazy when you don’t wear a bra, just wanna bury my face in them. And you'd like that? They're so sensitive aren't they baby?" He punctuated his state by squeezing your nipples and making you gasp. He smirked. "Thought so."

He buried his face into your neck, lightly sucking on the skin. "Don't get me started on how good you smell. Could eat you up. Love when you've been in my sheets and all I smell is you." He continued to kiss at you, toying gently with your tits. Your knees felt weak, but Umemiya kept you firmly upright.

One hand snaked down to your pussy, the only thing still covered by underwear. "And nothing in the world I want more than this," he cooed, tracing circles over your aching clit. "Nothing feels better than having you wrapped around me, squeezing me. You look so fucking beautiful on my cock angel."

"Please, Ume, want that," you whimpered, forgetting all about what you were worried about in the first place.

Umemiya smiled, turning your around so he could look you straight in the eye. "And my beautiful girl will get it."

[beskarinhyperspace]

Bad Day

"Everything you want."

AO3 | Wattpad // MASTERLIST

*Mature, Explicit, NSFW*

Anakin x fem.reader

Pure smut, he’s obsessed with you, possessive, dark anakin, sweet name calling, claiming, praising, teasing, ora! fem receiving, pinv, breeding k!nk, reader insert, no y/n, female reader, reader doesn't have a name

Word Count:  1.1k

A/N; I didn't expect the story to get this much attention. Tysm for all the love, you guys rock my fucking world.

+ Italics are thoughts. +

It was a bad day for Anakin, everyone was telling him what to do, what not to do. He just had another boring and useless meeting with obi-wan and the council. He was tired of it all. He knew the potential he had and didn’t want to waste it on some pretentious know it all who didn’t trust him and never seeing him more than an apprentice.

He needed to let it all out, he needed you. 

Meanwhile you were in the basement of the castle, staying on the low low. Since you are on Anakin’s side people are staring at you weirdly. You also noticed the way he changed, you’re not blind but there’s no way in hell you’re leaving his side.  

As you’re reading a book in your room, you get called out by another servant.  

“The empress would like you to see her.” saying to you with a smile, peeking through the door frame. 

You put your book back on your nightstand and get up from the bed. You sigh as you flatten the fabric of your dress, now all wrinkled from laying down. A long garment with long sleeve. The fabric was simple, made of a light natural color to blend in.  

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve seen Anakin. You never really know how long his missions could take. Even if you knew how good of a fighter he was, you were always scared of something bad happening to him. Getting up the narrow staircase you open the door, moving to the kitchen. You can’t do your duties on an empty stomach right? Grabbing two cupcakes sitting on the counter, you remove the bottom wrapping, putting it in the trash before going out of the kitchen. You start to eat it immediately as you move to another set of staircases while trying to keep it all in your mouth. Turning the corner, you were too focused on opening the second one that you didn’t notice you were being followed. 

“I didn’t know that cupcakes were suited for breakfast..” hearing a voice soft yet playful. 

As you turn around you see him, his skin still dirty from his adventures. “Ani!” 

He smiles, leaning closer to you. You can feel the salt on his cold lips as his warm tongue comes to play with yours. He breathing hard, as if it was his first time tasting you. 

“When can you meet me?” voice rushed and raspy. 

“In four hours.” closing your eyes to his hand caressing your hip. 

He gives you one more kiss before you feel a hot and heavy sensation caressing your clit. “Too long..” 

Taking your hand, he brings you through a nearby door locking the handle behind him. The room was a simple study with an arm chair, a little desk and lamp. Behind of it was this huge floor to ceiling window, with books all around over the rest of the walls. The place was small but perfect.  

“You’ve been hunting my dreams since I left” speaking to you low and dangerous. 

You bite your lower lip as he approaches you, hovering of you. You notice his tired eyes and multiple scratches over his face. His skin was tanner than the last time you saw him. 

“I’m sorry is there a way I can make up for it?” as you're batting your sultry eyes to him. 

He doesn't waste a second, removing his cape and weapon belt. You look at him with anticipation as he pushes you into the arm chair, pulling your dress up as he brings your butt to the edge. He leans down, pushing your panties to the side and takes your clit into his mouth. Humming as he finally gets to taste you fully. You don’t know how to respond to the surprising action. Having your legs open in a matter of seconds and putting your pussy on full display for him. You start to breathe harder as he’s passing his tongue in between your folds, savoring you sweet in his mouth. You can feel him grinning as he hears your desperate moans for him. Going back to suck on your pulsing clit, you feel a finger entering you and pushing upward to that amazing spot of yours, whining to him as the feeling becomes too much. 

“I want it inside.” you ask finally opening your eyes halfway. 

He looks at you from below, giving you his mischievous smirk. “Everything you want.” 

He kisses the inside of your thigh, removing his grip from your legs. Getting his pants down, he lets out his beautiful thick cock already hard and ready for you.  

You smile back to him knowing that there’s nothing in this galaxy better than what you have with him. Stars, he was your whole world. He would kill for you and you would do the same for him.  

He comes down to kiss you softly as he squeezes your breast over the fabric of your dress. 

You can hear him, barely a whisper, “You’re so beautiful love.” you feel him pump himself a few times before entering you full length, going in slow for you to adjust to him. “I will become the most powerful jedi.” feeling it all inside you he stops. “I will make you mine and show you to the world.” feeling his breathing on your lips from the closeness. 

“But jedis can’t be with other people Ana..” 

He starts moving, going out slow but slams it back in harder, “I don’t care, I will do what I want.” 

You can’t control your moans as he begins thrusting inside you. Letting out some panting as he tries to munch your tits through the fabric. Squeezing and massaging them. Has he become mad? 

You feel him angrily pounding you along with the smacking noises mixed with the sounds of your slick pussy filling up the small room. Moving quicker and faster he positions himself at an angle to be able to reach the roof of your entrance as he’s pressing on your lower stomach. Grunting and growling low, he tries to talk in between breaths. 

“C-come fuor me” trying to keep the rhythm without coming just yet. 

You let out desperate whimpers as you’re coming close, coating his cock further more with your juices. 

“That’s it, c-come baby.” on the edge of his peek. 

You let out a full deep open mouth moan as you come on him and so does he, when he sees you finally becoming undone underneath him, filling you up with his cum inside you. 

He comes back to give several full mouthed kisses.  

“Our kids will be the best jedis in the galaxy, just like their father.” stating as you pet his hair. 

He smiles to you, resting his head a moment on your chest, trying to catch his breath and enjoying the feeling of your fingers caressing his head. 

[brown-bi-beautiful]

Baby Boy (Teaser)

College au

Pairing: nerd! Jungkook x fuckgirl! reader

MINORS DNI

Genre: strangers to lovers? smut, fluff, a little angst

Estimated words: 15-20k

Summary : You are bored with all of the boys on your campus and now you want the new toy except...the new toy doesn't want you.

Warnings: Jungkook hates reader at the beginning 😭😭😭, Jungkook is an asshole to her, reader and her friends are low-key mean girls, reader and her friends objectify Jungkook a lot (red flag right there), reader is kind of the s word, slutshaming, angst (but it's like very tolerable), SMUT (FURTHER WILL BE ADDED IN THE ACTUAL FIC)

Release date- July - August

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Mr. Aitken's lecture was interrupted by the creaking sound of the large lecture hall door swinging open. In walked a boy with fluffy hair and clothes that seemed too big for him, drawing everyone's attention.

"I'm so sorry for interrupting you, is this Ancient Mesopotamia with Mr. Fergus Aitken?" The boy asked in a voice so low and if it wasn't so silent in the class you wouldn't be able to hear it.

"Yes, it is. Now, hurry up and take your seat. You're wasting my time," the old man grumbled, prompting the boy to rush and nervously find a place to sit. You observed him with curiosity as he settled in the only available seat, which happened to be in the third row directly in front of you.

From the little you could see of his face, you certainly liked it. He seemed younger than you, or maybe it was his dressing style and demeanor that gave off that impression. There was an aura of innocence and cuteness about him that caught your attention. If it weren't for the classroom setting, you would already be approaching him.

While you had no reservations sleeping with any attractive man, Jimin always insisted that you have a type. He believed you had a soft spot for spoiling cute and innocent boys. Boys who seemed inexperienced in the field, boys you could teach, boys who looked like they've never seen pussy in their life, boys like him.

Your best friend seemed to have caught on to the expression on your face, and with a knowing smirk, he nudged you playfully.

"I thought you said you were done with college boys."

"That was before I knew somebody this cute goes here. Who the hell is he?" You asked, genuinely curious about the boy who just walked in.

"Why do you think I know everybody in this college?"

"Because you're a gossip girl."

"You don't complain when I give you the gossips."

"I'm sorry, is my lecture interrupting your conversation, Mr. Park, Ms. __," a thickly accented voice interjected, breaking your conversation with Jimin. You glanced up and noticed that all eyes, including those of the new boy, were on you. This time, you got a full view of his face, and you were taken aback by his beauty. His big doe eyes gazed back at you, his lips set in a natural pout, and his fluffy hair, partially restrained by a black bandana, almost concealed his stunning features. To call him merely pretty would be disrespectful towards him; he was absolutely gorgeous.

*******

"Guess who has a new crush," Jimin exclaimed the moment you both stepped into the cafe where you and your friends usually hung out. And by hung out you meant practically lived.

"Shut up. It's not a crush," you defended yourself, settling down on the couch and playfully nudging your friend with your butt to make some space for yourself.

"Sure. It's not a crush." Jimin mocked.

"Wait, I wanna know. Who is it?" Riley exclaimed excitedly, leaving her boyfriend Hobi's lap to move closer to you, eager to hear all the details. "Please don't tell me it's that guy from the other night. He's been telling people that he dumped you because you're bad at giving head."

"Ew, no," you protested. "It's not a crush or anything. Jimin loves to overreact. It's just this guy I noticed in class today. It was his first time with Mr. Aitken; otherwise, I think I would have noticed him before. He's just really cute, that's all."

"Wait cute as in 'charming-flirty cute' or cute as in 'you could spread him on a toast and eat' cute." Jennie chipped in on your conversation.

"Knowing her, I bet it's the latter." Said Hoseok.

"I'm not answering that." You said as the waitress, Robin, came with your usual coffee order and you thanked her with a smile.

Everybody looked at Jimin expectantly knowing if you didn't answer he would and he looked at you with a smirk, clearly enjoying every second of this.

"Definitely the latter."

*******

"I'm- I'm sorry... I got lost- I'll just... Leave." Jungkook hurriedly picked up his books from the ground and rushed to get out of there.

Before you knew it you were pushing away the guy in front of you and without any explanation to him you rushed after Jungkook.

"Hey, wait," you called after him and he froze on the spot. When you finally approached him you gave him a sweet smile.

"I-I-said I'm sorry."

"Oh no, it's ok. You just said you're lost?" Jungkook looked at you in confusion. Did you actually just leave your make out session to ask him that?

"Ummm.. yeah, I recently started having classes in this sector and I was... looking for Abnormal Psych with Mr Hastings."

"I know where that class is, come I'll walk you."

"It's not necessary," Jungkook looked at the ground in order to not make any eye contact.

"I insist. By the way I'm," you introduced yourself and offered him your hand which he looked at hesitantly for a few seconds but didn't shake. You were a little hurt but didn't show it in your face "And you are?"

"Jeon Jungkook." His voice was lower than you expected.

*******

"Do you want to get coffee sometime?" You asked, looking up at him with a smile.

Jungkook panicked at your question. You wanted to have coffee with him? You wanted to have coffee with him? But why? Probably so that your little posse of friends can make fun of him.

"No thanks." Jungkook's rejection caught you off guard, and it was an unfamiliar feeling to be on the receiving end of such a response. Doubts crept into your mind, wondering if he had misunderstood you or if there was some miscommunication between you two.

"No, I'm asking you out on a coffee."

"I- I know," He said, "I don't want to."

Feeling beyond shock the only thing that left your mouth was "Why?"

"I don't date girls like you." And with that he quickly went inside the lecture room leaving a very shocked you outside.

*******

"Shh... If you don't make a noise nobody, would know." You murmured against Jungkook's lips which were now shining with your pink gloss. You were slowly pumping his cock that was now hard and hot against your hand.

"But w-what if some-somebody walks in." He stuttered, clearly overwhelmed by the pleasure you were bringing him.

"Don't worry, nobody comes to this part of the library. Trust me." Jungkook seemed to have trusted your words as he calmed down just a little.

"Now, do you want me to make you cum?" He hesitantly nodded and you happily sunk down on your knees to take him in your mouth.

When your warm wet lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, Jungkook realises how hard it was going to be to stay silent

"You cuming, baby boy?"

*******

A/n: if you wanna get tagged in this fic send me an ask or comment here.

[2012wannabe]

7. Virginity

cw/tw: abby x f!reader, virgin!reader, fingering, pussy eating

wc: 1236

an: Abby is a munch

Abby’s lips kissed your own and you felt butterflies swirl in your stomach. You quietly groaned, taking in the plush of her lips and the taste of her tongue. She moaned in response, fiercely kissing you back, and squeezing her arms around you.

“Love the way you taste.” She murmured into the kiss. You grinned against her and pulled away before giving her multiple short pecks on the lips and continuing to kiss her. Her hands traveled around your body, squeezing and loving every single part. Once they reached under part of your ass, she palmed your butt and squeezed. You gave a tiny yelp in reaction, but you knew better. Your panties were soaked, they had been since she first kissed you. You had been with Abby for a few months now, not to mention all the years you spent as friends before that, and you were finally ready.

“Please, Abby.”

“Please what?“

“Please fuck me.” You said quietly. She paused and looked at you, studying your face.

“Are you sure you’re ready? I don’t mind waiting longer.” You nodded and said,

“I’m ready.” She continued kissing you and letting her hands roam. You eagerly slipped off your shirt showing off your braless chest. You nervously avoided her eyes and asked,

“What do you think?”

“Oh baby you’re absolutely gorgeous.” You blushed and Abby wasted no time kissing down your neck to your chest and putting her mouth on your nipple. Her tongue swirled around it and you groaned, pressing your back into the bed. She kissed every inch of your breasts, taking her sweet time sucking your other nipple and playing with it by biting it softly. She palmed your chest again looking into your eyes as you moaned and she grabbed and massaged your tits. Glancing up at your face, she was pleased to see you letting out low moans with your eyes closed. She traveled down to your stomach, playing with the hem of your pants.

“Can I?”

“Yes, yes.” You nodded.

“Can I see you?” You asked. Abby responded by shedding her clothes, sexily peeling off her garments one by one. You’d seen her close to nude before when you stitched up her injuries in the past but knowing what she was taking them off to do sent a pulsing feeling to your cunt. Taking in her body and every ridge of muscle, you blushed and dreamily thought of how you wanted to put your mouth on her.

“You like what you see?” She asked teasingly, flexing her muscles. You blushed more intensely this time and she laughed.

“Maybe.” You muttered. She got to work pulling down your pants and looked up to you for reassurance when she pulled down your panties revealing your cunt. You couldn’t but think about how respectful and mindful she was of the fact that it was your first time. In your history with men, they always got creepy when you mentioned you were a virgin. Like you were a prize they wanted to win, but with Abby it just felt like she just wanted to make you feel good. She pressed a series of light kisses to your pussy while muttering about how beautiful you were.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Please can you-“ She pressed another kiss right above your pussy before allowing herself to dive in. She licked a long stripe up your cunt and went to work. You moaned, your hands searching for something to grab onto. You settled on the sheets but she grabbed your hands and placed them in her hair, permitting you to pull. The softness of her hair surprised you and you blushed when Abby moaned into you when you pulled. She sucked and licked every part of you searching for the spot that made you scream. She found it quickly, sucking harshly when you started to squirm and moan.

“Mm, Abby!” You yelped.

“Feels so good.”

“Yeah, you like that?”

“I do, I do.”

“My little princess.” She muttered and you blushed. Her princess was your favorite thing to be.

“Gonna cum,” you spluttered. She very suddenly pulled away and you sent her a questioning look.

“What?” She moved up to solely love on your clit and you nearly fell apart.

“Oh shit! Oh, Abby.” She sped up her movements and you gripped her hair a little more harshly.

“Oh fuck!” You yelled as you came in her arms. Pleasure hit you in shockwaves and you felt like you could barely breathe.

“Good?” She asked.

“Oh fuck you.” You said playfully. Abby wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and you swatted her arm. You caught your breath and internally melted when you saw how lovingly she was looking at you.

“Can I try to do you?”

“What do you want to do?”

“What would you want me to do?”

“I like to be fingered.” She said with a blush.

“Um, okay.” You said nervously. You knew that she wouldn’t hold it against you if it was bad because she obviously knew that you never did it before but the worry still existed in your mind. You took another big breath and decided to just do it. You nodded, giving nonverbal confirmation. She switched positions with you so that she was lying down flat on the bed and you sat up next to her. You slowly pulled her panties down and you tried to not let the nerves get to you. You noticed how she was dripping just from eating you out and you let your hands trail over her thighs, staring at the muscle. Abby spread her legs in front of you and you blushed deeply as you got closer to her. You lubed up your fingers and she sent you a reassuring smile.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

“No, I want to. I promise.” You slowly worked one finger in, and then the other. You experimented with curling your fingers and slowly pumping in at different angles, much like you had to yourself in the past, watching her face carefully. When her breath started to get heavier, you stayed at that angle and worked at it. She put her hand over yours, slowly guiding you to what she knew she liked and you smiled when she let out a small moan. You found a good rhythm, following her guidance, and slowly started to work your way up near her clit but not touching it yet.

“You’re so pretty.” You said letting your other hand trail around the sides of her cunt.

“Does this feel good?” She nodded quickly.

“You can go faster.” You slowly started to speed up your movements and she continued to guide your hand. You started to approach her clit and very gently added stimulation. Abby moaned louder and you grinned brightly. You rubbed the nub lightly and slowly started to speed up. She started to grind against your fingers and you pressed a kiss to her lips. She gasped into the kiss and whispered,

“More.” You rubbed harder and her hips started to buck on your fingers.

“Gonna cum, please please.” You continued your movements and drank in the sight of her throwing her head back and her mouth dropping open as she came. After a waiting a few moments, you slid your fingers out of her slowly and watched her intently.

“How did I do?”

“Pretty damn good.”

[kteezy997]

6 Months- Part Seven// t.c.

Warnings: all the smutty things, in the shower, like explicit - i love you but i can't say it so i'll show it- sex, um breast play, lots of that, oral sex male receiving, cum, just cum

Don't read if you're under 18, thank you, please enjoy the show

Cameron woke up feeling much calmer and more well-rested. She smirked to herself remembering the events of the evening before. He wasn't next to her, but his scent still hung in the air of his bedroom. She touched the empty space next to her, the sheets where Timmy had slept were still warm. She then her the shower turn on in his ensuite bathroom.

The shower was massive, structured with glass walls and marble flooring. It was luxurious and beautiful, but the star of it all was the naked man inside it. He faced the shower head, the water cascaded down his dark mocha curls, flowing down his lean but muscular frame. The steam from the hot water rose up and gave the room a hazy, almost dream-like atmosphere. She thought it was quite a lovely sight to start off the day.

The marble floor was dark, and Timmy's skin was a nice pale color to contrast it. She couldn't help but look at his butt also. She usually didn't care about a man's ass, but it was Timmy, and she liked every naked part of him.

He put his hands on above him on the wall, the shower hit directly below the back of his neck. "I know you're there, I could hear your footsteps, Cam." he announced.

Cam stood there at the edge of the shower, still nude from last night herself, watching him. "May I join you?"

He turned to her, the water now spraying his back, he had a tiny smirk toying with his lips. "What kind of question is that?"

Cam giggled devilishly, stepping into the shower.

He grabbed her immediately, pressing their bodies together. He invaded her neck with hot, eager kisses as he placed her under the showerhead, letting the water coat her hair and body.

She wrapped her arms around him, just holding on and ready for whatever he was about to do to her.

Timmy put her up against the wall, taking in the sight of her, wet and bare. Her body begged for his touch, and his touch only. He put his hands on her sides, sliding them down the curves of her hips. "Fuck." he said under his breath. He then looked into Cam's eyes. "You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen. You're fucking amazing to me."

She hummed a happy response and smiled softly.

He kneeled before her.

She looked down at him, and threaded her fingers through his sloshy curls.

Timmy hooked his arm around her body, and the other hand went to her breast. He looked up at her, putting his lips around her nipple, suckling the tender bud.

He made soft moaning sounds as he sucked, getting her even more wet between her legs. She held the back of his head.

He flicked his tongue on her hard nipple, taking the swell of her tit in his hand and kneading the fullness of her flesh with his long fingers.

She felt all the tingles in her pussy, her slickness was probably dripping, but there was no way to tell as they were in the shower. He was scratching her back with his other hand that was snaked around her, holding her in place. She was mesmerized at how he could keep up with doing multiple things at a time.

Timmy took both of her breasts in his hands and sucked the opposite one for a moment before alternating between them rapidly and pressing his face into them with a huffy groan.

Cam took the opportunity to shake her tits and softly smack his face with them. She giggled as he closed his eyes, letting the water soak his face while Cam attacked him with her tits, making wet smacking sounds on his cheekbones.

"Ahh, fuck yes." he said, reveling in her breasts, licking them as she shoved them in his face. He put his hands on hers, which were on the sides of her breasts, and shook his head back and forth in the slippery joint of her boobs.

He stood up taking her chin in his hand, lifting her face to kiss her. His cock was hard and the tip grazed her lower tummy. Timmy deepened the kiss, letting their tongues battle.

Cam pulled away taking ahold of his cock, slowly stroking him.

"mmm." he moaned, tucking his arm around her, holding her close as she jerked his length.

"So big, baby." she cooed, stroking and gently squeezing his leaking tip. She used his precum to coat her hands and pump him faster. She looked at his face, he was watching her hands, his jaw slacked and red faced. She licked his cheek with a grin, "Want my mouth?"

"Mm, mm-hmm." he muttered, nodding his head.

Cam got on her knees, holding onto the base of him and putting his cock in her mouth. She started sucking steadily, with no need to tease at this point. She gained more speed and with it, more suction.

Timmy clenched his eyes shut for a second and grabbed her hair.

They made eye contact as she had her mouth full of him. She ran her hand up his slick abdomen, whimpering around his cock.

He placed his hand over hers. It was a divinely intimate moment for them. He started to buck his hips, and he interwove his fingers with hers, holding her hand as he fucked her mouth in a soft, loving way.

She took a break and used her hand instead of her mouth. She smirked up at him.

"Gonna cum, fuck." he huffed.

Cam stroked him slowly for a few seconds, and he came in white spurts as she stuck her tongue out to capture the ropes.

Timothee thought he could come all over again just from watching Cam swallow his sperm like it was some tasty candy.

He was still hard when she got onto her feet, so he wanted to be inside of her. "Come 'ere." he said, picking her up, placing her legs over his arms.

Cam yelped in surprise as he picked her up. He held her still and she shuddered as he slid his cock into her.

He rutted up into her and pulled her body down on his cock simultaneously.

"Oh my God! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she cried as his tip hit her deeply. His thickness also made her walls burn with friction. She looked down at him, every muscle in his body flexed as he fucked her with all his might. She had never been handled this way. She was in absolute heaven, she could die a happy woman after this.

Suddenly, he set her back down, and turned her to face the wall, smacking her on the ass as he did so.

Cam struggled to stay up on her feet, but he held her still.

Timmy pushed inside her from behind, thrusting his cock hard and fast. Her ass slapped against his hips as he fucked her. He reached around and rubbed her clit but did it slower than the pace at which he was fucking her. He wanted her to feel it that pleasure.

She took the Lord's name in vain as he took turns rubbing her clit and spanking her on the ass. Her nipples met the coolness of the marble wall. She felt the throbbing in her pussy and the swirling in her tummy. "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

He pulled his cock out, and shoved his fingers in her, curling them and urging the orgasm out of her.

Her legs buckled as she let out a loud moaning cry.

Timmy grabbed her so she wouldn't sink to the floor. He kissed her temple, her cheek, her nose, all over her face. He held her to his chest.

........

Cam sat on the bed in a towel, watching him get dressed.

"So, does this mean you're back?" Timmy asked, pulling his pants up.

"Does what mean that I'm back?" she asked, playing dumb and cocking her head to the side.

"You know what I mean: you being here, Cam. Are you back? Back here, with me?"

"Hmm," she stood up holding onto her towel, "depends. Can you promise that you will never lie to me, ever again?"

"Yes, I promise." he nodded with desperation in his eyes, "I won't do anything that might make me lose you."

"Good," she said, walking over to him, putting a hand on his chest, running her finger along his collarbone, "because if you lie to me again, I'll cut your perfectly symmetrical balls off." She caressed his jaw tenderly as if she wasn't threatening him, "And if I don't, Nova will. She wants me to be happy so she's supporting me in this, but she's crazy enough to really fuck you up if things go wrong."

Timmy cleared his throat, nervous as anyone would be after hearing her statement. "Well, I understand that, but I'll do what I have to do to prove that I'll never hurt you again. I'd love to meet Nova sometime, so she can get to know me, and know that I'm not a total asshole."

"Nah," she hummed, "not totally." she smirked.

Timmy winked at her and pulled a shirt over his head, smoothing it out as he put it on.

Cam got a dirty idea and acted on it, putting her hand on his crotch, feeling him up through his pants.

"No, no." he grabbed her hand, "No more." he chuckled, "I'm already running late. I gotta go."

"But why?" she whined, putting her arms around his neck, kissing him.

Timmy put his hands on her hips, kissing her back passionately, pulling away to say, "Get dressed, and then go find Nicola. I'll have her show you something I've been working on for you."

"For me?" she asked, "What is it?"

"I can't tell you, it's a surprise." he pecked her cheek, "Now, I really have to go. But we'll have dinner tonight, and we can talk about us. I have something to give you too."

"Two surprises? Timothee, you shouldn't have." Cam teased, giggling.

"They're good surprises, I promise. Bye, baby." he said, planting one last kiss on her lips before walking out of the room.

After getting ready for the day and eating breakfast, Cam asked Nicola about Timmy's surprise. The assistant led her down the hall from where her bedroom was and opened the door.

"It's an office for you to use for your writing." Nicola said.

Cam walked inside, "Whoa. He did this for me?" She looked around the room, there was a beautiful, large desk with a comfy looking chair. The decor was minimal, but there was a sofa and a coffee table. On the opposite wall, there was a bookcase with only a few books on it, and as she stepped closer, she could see that they were her books. There was a copy of each book she had published.

"He left it kind of plain so you could paint it and decorate it however you wanted. He wanted you to have a space that was just yours, besides just a bedroom."

Cam felt butterflies in her stomach. This was probably the most thoughtful thing she had ever received from someone. She started to realize that Timmy was the real deal, that he cared about her and wanted to see her happy and thriving. He knew how much her work meant to her.

"Thank you so much for showing me, Nicola. I appreciate you."

"No problem at all Miss Reese, I hope you enjoy it."

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[fetishfairytales2]

Happy Birthday Sissy! Pt. 6 (Story)

Heather and Brandon are original characters created by @wittlesissyb4by in his fantastic series “Besties”, which this blog expands on. Please support him through his Tumblr and his SubscribeStar. ——————————————

After seeing the nursery, hearing about Brandi’s new Daddy, Connor, seeing the pictures of him and Brandi playing, and checking out the toys in Brandi’s toy box, we headed to the back door. "Are you ready to meet your little sister?" I slurred, all of us buzzed and giggly now. I swung open the door to quite the scene. Brandi looked messy, from what I could make out. Her pigtails were basically yanked out, her face was probably covered in cum, and I bet her makeup was ruined. The music was turned down and people had eased up on the drinks but were still plenty drunk.

In the circle by the pool, Brandi was totally ignored. The guys were too focused on watching Maddie and Kylie make out. "You see?" Kylie smirked at her boyfriend Brad. "I told you I'd make out with a girl." She then turned to Lyndsey and asked, "Truth or dare?" Brandi was hard to miss as she sat on Connor's lap, fidgeting and squirming with a diaper taped to her face.

"So, are these dirty or clean?" I asked, sitting down next to Connor and poking the diaper covering Brandi’s face. But Connor was too busy watching Lyndsey strip in the center of the circle. She tossed her bikini bottoms at me and spanked her own ass. "I’ll keep these as a souvenir,” I giggled, blowing her a kiss. “No getting dressed again though, I want to see that ass all night!" I was too distracted by my best friend's tits bouncing to notice why Brandi's diaper was taped to her face. "Aww, are you Daddy's little sissy cocksleeve?" I purred in Brandi's ear when I realized Connor was was forcing her down on his cock. "He's got all 10 inches jammed deep in your tight little pussy, huh?"

Connor pulled out of Brandi's ass, making the poor whimper. "No, babes," I said, pushing Brandi back onto Connor's dick. "Let her keep you hard for me until later." I winked. Grace and Sarah who had joined us and were still unsure about this whole Brandi thing. "Grace, why don't you ask truth or dare? I'm sure you have some burning questions for us." I giggled and leaned on Brandi’s shoulder, smiling as she whined.

Grace slurred, "Let's be real here, Heather. How many dicks has Brandi sucked?" All the girls tried to count, but agreed that it was probably more than all of us combined. Grace chuckled, impressed by Brandi's oral skills. "And let's be even realer," she continued, "has anyone besides Connor, like, you know...put it in her butt?" Almost all the girls and a few guys raised their hands. Brandi was quite the busy little slut, especially since two of the guys just met her today.

"Wow, she’s butt slut." I overheard Grace whisper, looking at the circle filled with hands raised. "What a pervert." She noticed Mark, my personal trainer, and couldn't help but admire his ripped chest without his shirt on. "Your hand wasn't up...did she just suck you off?" She grinned at him. The tequila must be kicking in. Grace turned to me and slurred out her final question, "Who's he?" She pointed towards Mark, giggling. Yeah, definitely the tequila talking. 

I strutted over to Mark, casually putting my arm around his shoulder. "This," I bragged, "is my personal trainer and fuck buddy, Mark. He can lift me up over his head and he's packing a massive dick. I'm talking 9 inches, swear to God." I winked at the flustered blonde. After debating if a dick can be that big, that poor girl, I urged Grace to take a closer look. I returned to Brandi and removed the diaper covering her face. “Sissy, you were just gagging on it, tell your lovely sister how big Mr. Mark’s cock is…” 

"I..." The poor thing could barely get a word out before she threw herself into a tantrum, the worst one I've seen from her. Even Grace and Sarah were surprised when she dropped to the ground. I'm sure she was trying to curse and yell, but all that came out were sobs. I knelt down and stroked her hair, still covered with cum. "Shh, shh," I cooed. "No one cares, cupcake. No one is going to save you. This is your life now. We can do it the hard way if you want, but it's happening whether you like it or not." 

I stood her up and turned her to face the crowd of tormentors. Gently, I swatted her on the bare ass and gave her a stern look. “It…it’s…” Brandi could not stop crying now and things were only getting worse for her. The tequila seemed to give Sarah courage too. She walked directly up to Brandi and flicked her puny little pink chastity cage as it dangled from underneath her sissy pink party dress.

"Is that your dick dude? Really?” Sarah giggled, still very drunk. “No wonder your girlfriend fucks other guys. I bet his cock,” she slurred, pointing at Mark, “is ten times the size of this…thing." Sarah laughed as she flicked Brandi's shrunken clit. I watched surprised as she grabbed Brandi and dragged her to where Grace was sitting. "Do you really jerk off to us, you pathetic freak?" Sarah screamed, pushing Brandi to the ground. Lyndsey gave me a look of disbelief before bursting into laughter. So much to catch her up on.

Grace leaned in close, glaring down at Brandi. "Come on girlie, tell me," she mocked, turning to Mark with a wicked smile. "Dish it. How big is he?" There was a long, awkward silence as Brandi tried to find the words to respond. "Ugh!" Grace rolled her eyes. "You have always been so useless. Fine, I'll just have to go find out for myself." Without another word, Grace strutted over to the alpha male, never taking her eyes off of him. "Hey there," she purred, batting her lashes. "Mind if I join you?" Grace sat in his lap and wrapped her arm around his neck. “Mmm, I see,” she giggled, wiggling her ass in Mark’s lap.

"Alright ladies," I grinned, turning to Sarah. "It's my turn now, isn't it? Sarah, I have a little dare for you." I ran my eyes up and down her body, she was definitely looking hot as hell. Both Grace and Sarah were killing it in their scandalous sundresses. Grace may have had a killer ass, but Sarah's tits were absolutely popping. Damn, I needed to slow down on the drinks or I might do something Brandi really didn't like. "Sarah, I dare you," I pulled my head out of the gutter, "to go assist Grace," I smirked. It was a risk, I had no idea how far was too far. But I had a feeling these two were closet freaks.

I was so excited seeing Brandi's terrified expression. The poor thing was really scared that these two were in on my little game. I caught Sarah looking at Grace, who was whispering and giggling with Mark. Sarah then turned to me and gave a smirk, saying "Ew bitch." I could see the wheels turning in her head. Oh shit, she really may play along! "Assist? Please, I bet I can figure it out first!" Sarah was so excited she skipped over to Mark and Grace, pushing her sister to on side and taking a seat on his lap too. Her hands roamed down Mark's chest and all she could utter was a weak "oh, wow."

I watched as poor little Brandi's brain melted watching Grace and Sarah throwing themselves at a real man. "Your sisters are wild, huh?" I taunted, knowing that her mind was probably too fucked up to even listen to what I was saying. But that didn't stop me from rubbing it in. "Let's see just how wild they can get, hmm?" I cooed in her ear. "Maybe if they have a good enough time, they'll come back for more!" I stroked Brandi's hair and held her head in place, making sure she couldn't look away from Mark. "Don't worry, sweetie," I whispered, "it was inevitable. I sort of promised these guys a week of blowjobs, from you of course, if they managed to fuck either of your hot ass sisters.” I pushed her head back, watching her sob and wail silently. “Looks like Mr. Mark will be getting two weeks of blowies." 

Kylie let out a sexy giggle and leaned in to give Brad a kiss. "Should we go for one more round?" Lyndsay eagerly looked between Kylie and I. "Brandi, I dare you," she said with a wicked smile, not even bothering to wait for our answers. She motioned for the sissy to climb over her lap, her smile almost too sweet. But Brandi was too distracted, still watching Mark's hand creep under the girls' dresses. Lyndsey grew impatient and grabbed Brandi by the hair, pulling her up. "Get over here, fuckface," she groaned, dragging her over to both her and Shawn's laps.

Kylie, Brad, Shawn, Connor, and I were all hanging out and chatting while Lyndsay playfully spanked Brandi just because. "These are your birthday spankings, you little slut!" Lyndsay smirked She would talk to us casually between each set of spankings. I was a little distracted watching Mark and the girls; they were having way a lot fun. Through the sounds of the spanking and Brandi's cries, I could hear bits and pieces of their conversation. It sounded like Mark was settling a little debate between the two sisters on who had the nicer ass. "No, no silly little sissy slut," Lyndsay scolded Brandi, getting my attention again, as he tried to hide his face in her lap.

"You better keep your eyes on them, sissy," Lyndsay hissed, gripping Brandi's hair and forcing her to stare as Mark and the girls explored each other. "And pay close attention!" *spank* *spank* *spank*. Lyndsay was panting by the time she finished punishing Brandi, allowing the exhausted sissy to rest against her. Ten minutes later, Brandi was being idly throat fucked by Shawn while Lyndsay held him in place. "Deeper whore! Gag on Mr. Shawn's cock!" I smiled watching Mark stroll off with the girls heading to the house - well, that was easier than expected!

[natriae]

chapter 2

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August 13, 2013 10:02pm

Before you knew it your front was pressed against the familiar beige walls of Wakatoshi's room. You could feel his strong chest pressing against your back and his hands roaming around your sides. Thick fingers pressing into the side of your stomach not letting you get out of his hold. His head was in the crook of your neck and his gentle kisses completely took your thoughts away from the hard feeling you felt on your butt.

Just moments ago you were celebrating Wakatoshi's 19th birthday with his mom, but now his mom was at the neighbors probably drinking to celebrate the fact that she was free to no longer mother Wakatoshi. It's not like she did anyway. But now her son was was turning his girlfriend of two year into nothing but a cock slut.

His kisses dropped lower and lower until he began unzipping your dress. He kissed every ounce of skin that was in his line of sight. Before you knew it Wakatoshi was on his knees taking off your dress fully. He bit your butt and then kisses it right after. Just like he did your whole relationship. Always making you feel like the second choice but then making you feel like a delicate flower whenever he had free time. His hands trailed back up your body as he rose back on his feet. His large hands turned you around and then pressed you back into the wall.

"take off you clothes too it's not fair," You said to him when he brought his face so close to yours your noses were touching. He picked you up and brought you over to his bed. He lifted his shirt over his head and as far as you could tell his face started to heat up. Unable to believe you guys have come this far your face began heating up as the strong man came back down to kiss you. His kisses felt like kissing a cloud. Everything about him was strong, rough, and calculated, yet his lips were only calculated. They would kiss you with the right amout of pressure and he'd never feed into the urge to kiss you senseless.

He separated from you a gazed into your eyes. Do you want to continue? Nodding your head he dropping his head back down and left you one last kiss. He started kissing down your body again hands going under you to unclip your bra. Once it was off he kissed both of your breasts.He put one in his mouth and looked up at you while sucking on your breast. I'm I doing this right? Leaning back you put one of your hands into his hair and began to massage his scalp. He continued sucking and now pinching your nipples. Feeding into his needs he kissed down your body once more. His thick fingers began working your panties down your body. Once they were off he threw them across the room. He must have been really needy. He never feed into the self pressure, but throwing your panties across the room showed that it was eating away at him. When it came to you he would feed into all his needs just to please you.

Gently he lifted your leg and started kissing at your foot then your calf then your knee, and your thigh. Sucking a little harder ag the thigh to leave a hickey. He then repeated those steps down your other leg till he got to you glistening pussy. He loved you. He loved your mind, your body, and your soul. He wanted to be connected with every part of you. He started to gently kitten lick at your pussy trying to copy what he had seen in porn. It felt great but you could tell he was hesitant with his moves. He lifted his head up and his eyes showed and emotion that he would only share with you. Ushijima Wakatoshi didn't know what he was doing and he was looking for someone else to help. For once in his life he wasnt confident in what he was doing. "How can i properly please you," he asked quietly. Worried that someone else would hear the big man failing at something. I want everything to be perfect because you deserve it.

Sitting up on the comfy bed your brought his much bigger hands to your clit. "Feel this," He nodding his head once. Your face heated up again at your next statement. "This is my clit," taking a deep breath before continuing, "it feels really good when you rub it liked this," you took his index finger and began rubbing small circles on the little bean. It was cute to see his face focusing so hard to please you. Once he got the hang of it you took your hand off his and began whimpering quietly. He seemed shocked by this and his hand slightly stuttered and he looked up at your face like a cute puppy. Am i doing good? Nodding your head you smiled lightly at the now man. He brought his right hand to your little hole and began to slowly put his middle finger into it. Every few seconds he would look up at you to make sure you were enjoying it. God he was to good at this. He asked if he could add another finger and then did so when you said yes. Your breathing started to pick up and your whimpers turned into slight moans.

But the it all stopped. Lifting your self up for the second time that night you looked between you legs to see Wakatoshi staring at his fingers. You leaned over to his night stand and turned on the lamp to see properly. He was still looking at his fingers and you could properly see the few streaks of blood over his index and middle finger. His eyebrows were scrunched together in worry.

"it's normal. I'm okay I promise," you said as you grabbed his face so he looked at you in the eyes. "I've never had sex before," you whispered to him.

"i haven't either," He responded to you. You grabbed his shirt that he had threw off and used to it wipe his fingers. He still looked cautious not sure if he should continue.

"come here," you grabbed his biceps to lead him where you wanted him to go. He came up and sat on his bed. His back was leaning on his headboard as he sat up. You tugged on his pants begging him to take them off. Ushijima wasn't one to tease but you could see that he enjoyed slowly taking off his athletic shorts and then taking off his boxers. He knows you wanted him to take the both off at once. Taking a deep breath you eyes zoned in on his cock. It was huge, and your not sure it would fit, but not wanting to give Wakatoshi the wrong impress you climbed onto his lap and brought your forehead to his. Looking into his eyes you slowly sunk down trying to fit it inside you. Tears started to build up in your eyes at the stretch.

It hurt how could anyone actually enjoy this. Taking a deep breath you tried to calm your heart rate to prevent you from crying more, but it burned a lot the more you tired to fit it in. A large, rough hand grabbed the side of your face and pulled you head up to look at your boyfriend in the eyes.

"relax and take it slow," please don't force yourself because it hurts me to see you in pain. He held your face so you could do nothing but look into his eyes. His eyes looked like boba pearls and if you looked hard enough there were little stars in his eyes. His eyes held so much, but he said so little. Wakatoshi wasn't that good with people so he'd often watch those from a far, and then try and get close to them once he felt confident enough in knowing their personality. He did that with you, and once he started getting closer to you he noticed that he could calm you down with just a look. You would get so lost in his eyes he'd stop talking because he knew you weren't listening.

Looking into Toshi's eyes made the whole world stop. You stop feeling the pain inbetween your legs and it started to feel better. It felt so god damn good you never wanted to take his cock out. Once your hips finally met his he wrapped his arms around your body and flipped you guys over so he was on top. He didn't start moving till he saw your tears stop. Slowly he moved his hips out and then brought them back in. Soon enough Wakatoshi was quietly groaning and eventually started to take deep breaths out of his mouth. You couldn't help but moan everytime your 'toshi slammed his dick back into you. Your legs began to shake around his back, and you knew you were done for the minute you looked at his abs tighten everytime he thrusted. How did you get so lucky. You can feel every vain and the difference in size where the mushroom tip met the long length of his cock. Tighting up around him you suddenly felt like you were gonna pee, but it was more then that. You were horny and you didn't care entirely all that mattered was that it felt good, and you didn't want him to stop. "ple-please waka don't- baby don't stop please," you whined moaning and taking deep breaths in between in your sentence.

"baby," he said quietly. So quietly you probably wouldn't have heard it if his head wasn't right next to your ear. "i'm gonna come. you're so tight," Not wanting him to leave you tightened your legs around his back and squeezed your pussy a little bit more. You were so close and you wouldn't let him get away now. He lifted himself up and placed both of his hands on either side of your head. His head was facing the upper wall behind you and his eyes were closed. He looked so good right now. Sweat was dripping down his body and the further you went down the hotter the sight.

A six pack and a perfect V-line. Dark olive colored hair started at his belly button and lead to an even bigger patch of hair that surround his fucking gift of a cock. God definitely has favorite, and Ushijima Wakatoshi is one of them. Harder grunts took you out of your thoughts and you look up to see 'toshi absolutely losing his composure. That was the last straw you felt everything burst and Wakatoshi felt a warm liquid hit his lower stomach. You've never moaned this loud when you masterbated alone, but something about him brought out a side of you, you didn't know existed. As you squirted Wakatoshi's dam broke too and he halted his thrust to try and force his dick into you as deep as you could. Cumming inside a pussy was much better then just cumming on his hand. Still trying to ride out your high you hold on Wakatoshi's shoulders tightened and your nails clawed at the perfect skin. You swear all you senses were heightened and you could feel his cum flow deeper and deeper into you.

Eventually Wakatoshi collapsed on you and he slowly took his cock out as much as you didn't want him too. He moved over next to you on his bed and ceresed your face. His breathing was heavy and he's never looked more out of breath. Turning over you leaned your head on his pec and brought you arm to rest on his chest. His arm on the side you were leaning on wrapped around you body and he held you as you fell asleep.

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November 14th, 2013 6:30 am

You woke up after feeling something missing in the bed you were sleeping in. It smelled like Wakatoshi but you couldn't feel him. Groaning you wiggled around in the bed searching for the large body. The harsh sunlight was peaking through the blinds and you were left with no choics but to open your eyes to search for the ace.

"jima," you said yawning not soon after. "' jima where are you," finally getting up and sitting upright on the bed you hear the sink in his bathroom turn off. He was already dressed and ready for his run. The purple track suit hugged his body and he walked around the room looking for his fitbit. He threw your panties off his desk and directly at you. Did he even notice you were there? "'jima where are you going?"

He huffed and then he said, " to practice." short and to the point. Not surpising. " you should clean up and go home. Can you put my sheets in the washer too before you leave," He took a few big steps and was out the door before you knew it. No kiss goodbye. No please after he asked for a favor. He didn't even ask if you were okay. That's when his statement came back to you when you guys were talking about college outside last night.

"'jima don't you think that's a little far," you had asked.

"it"s for volleyball. They are a good school and they want me,"

"i know but you promised we'd go to college together,"

"yes, but Volleyball comes first then you."

Volleyball comes first then you. You spent all of highschool trying to get him to focus on you, but now that you think about it you were never his first choice. You can barely walk right now and he just left. Limping to the bathroom all you can feel is the pain in between your legs and you the dried cum that was actually extremely uncomfortable. How could he be so loving last night and then just leave.

That was the last time Ushijima saw you. You left him a note and nothing more. The next day you packed up your stuff and moved to Tokyo. You stayed in a Hotel for a while until you could find a proper place to live and a job. It wasn't long until the morning sickness hit and the emotional pain and stress over Ushijima. From what you know he hadn't even reached out to your parents. He didn't care.

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tags: @mineta-phobic @rukia-uchiha-98

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thoughts? this probably one of the longest fic i've every written and my first smut. I hope i did a good job :))

[creampied-69-hotwife]

Not at all I love the sight and sounds of her getting the shit fucked out of her so hard and deep that she's cumming all over her Bull's big hard throbbing cock.. Ribbed with thick veins pumping blood so powerfully she can feel his pulsing cock thrust ballsdeep so hard he's got her so much more full of cock than ever before that she's literally cumming so much she's squirting everywhere and begging him to pump her full like some cum hungry slut I've never seen before...

Mmm hmm ballsdeep breed my married pussy a cuckold's give forced feeding of sloppy creampied hotwife pussies grinding down hard squeezing cum out as he tongue fucks me deeply... Mmm hmm aaand tongue the shit out of my tight little ass while you're at it baby she demands wickedly.. He's almost rock fucking hard again and just whispered in my ear that he's about to destroy your wife's gorgeous little butt hole whether you like it or not and that I'll love it before he's finished even if I'm begging that he stop at first because he isn't able to fit in there..!!! Mmmmm I can't even try to say no to him even though I don't know how his cock will fit.. He says he owns my holes and he'll use them how he likes even if that means raping them while I cry no please no..

Hubby promised me your holes slut and you will give them all too me before I leave.. Aaand you'll learn to love it too trust me you'll see next weekend my buddies are cumming to join me and we're going to pop your Dp cherry while we leave hubby tied up in the basement and properly give his sweet little wife a gangraping gangbang party all night long.. Bathed in the warmth of a rising sun she'll be before we're done passing her from cocks to cocks..

Cumming so much even the neighbour's going to end up ballsdeep in her after cumming knocking at the door to make sure nothing was wrong hearing her screams as he watered his back lawn... Omg please don't say anything to my wife he asks sheepishly with the biggest bulging dick in his pants she'll kill me if she finds out about this.. Well you better fuck me properly then now hadn't you or maybe I will just invite her round for coffee and creampie while our husbands are both at work.. I'll even help her get over your bad behaviour by letting her take my Bull's big thick cocks cum load pumped ballsdeep before eating her sloppy creampied pussy out while the his buddy pounds me from behind.. Burying my face deeper and deeper in her pussy with every powerful thrust as she looks into his eyes while he is cumming in my pussy.. Her cum fuck me eyes totally wanting him to be filling her instead not a question about it I hear him say after pulling out of my sloppy wet pussy.. You cum here and suck this cock hard again and beg me to destroy that hot little ass you're husband has never been allowed to fuck the whole time you've been married.. Mmm hmm you know you want me too you're eyes said it all just now.. It's ok to be a total cumslut he'll never even find out unless you'd like him to know of course lol.. Omfg I'm sooooo fucking horny I'm crawling over to suck that big dick after asking if we can film it and send to him at work.. Hmm I'll be the one cumming to borrow the sugar from next door for now on buddy you've been caught out and lucky for you her Bull's been so kind he's helping me understand it from your perspective how could you of said no and it wasn't your fault.. I was very angry butt now I'm ok with it I think babe.. And by the time you get home tonight and finish cooking dinner I think you'll owe our new buddy here a big thank you indeed.. Not only will he have saved your ass from a divorce but he's even agreed to cum fix all those things around the house for me I've been asking you to fix for years.. Free and all nothing to pay either except of course a few cold beers for a hard earned thirst throughout the day I promised him was our shout and the least we can do... Mmm hmm naturally though I've promised him a warm creamy delicious serving of my dripping wet pussy pie after watching him working up a hot sticky sweat all day..

Bending over in front of him with no panties on and the tiniest of slutty skirts making you so angry he cums in to ask what's going on and even tells you to go take a break even lol.. Go out for a few beers down the local I'm finishing up here shortly too I'll meet you down there after taking a shower and fresh set of clothes yeah.. Let's go he says leading you out I'll drop you down there on my way home and great a cab back in half an hour bro.. Intimidated he hubby can't say no and winking at his horny Cumslut of a Milf Hotwife as he's kissed her goodbye seals the deal...

Oooh you boys have a great night I'm going to go shopping with my girlfriend and maybe even finish up down there for a few drinks ourselves later on as well.. Dropping her husband off at the furtherest away pub I can find after pretending to live around the corner before opening his wife's msgs of her waiting ass up on all fours spread open invitingly.. the open front door letting the whole street see her pussy on full display from the street.. Mmm cum fuck me hard and deep right there in the open doorway I want the neighbours to all see what a horny Cumslut you've made of me this afternoon using those tools to fix my things... Now cum fix the hungry pussy that's dripping on the front porch for your biggest tool to be put to work.. Jack hammering my holes on the front porch bent over the outdoor setting in full open view of everyone to cum see.. Then drag me into your truck and take me round to see the rest of your mates at the actual pub you live around the corner from and you can all get me drunk before I'm bent over the pool tables and you all running a train on me including the barman who's just closed the pub early and locked the front doors and the first to cum fuck me anywhere he wants to in his pub...

Dm me your throbbing dick pics and tribute cum loads to this photo while telling me where you'd fuck be if you were that lucky barman who's filing me up first before a long night being filled with so many more in every hole that I've got in me... 😈🥵🍆💦💦🍑🥵😈

[thatgoldentrickle]

tammy 2 catches me in the pawnee library, desperate for a piss.

she acts professional when in work mode, so she is completely sincere when she asks me, "do you need me to show you where the bathroom is, honey?" but by my flustered reaction she can tell I'm into this.

she looks around. we are alone, deep in the stacks. she leans in closer to me. "do you wanna piss yourself?"

"I, uh -"

"It's okay if you do, we've cleaned worse fluids out of this carpet, sweetheart." she runs her hand along my back, almost hard enough to bruise, but not quite. she traces my bra line, presses down to my waist, gropes my hip -

"yes," I say. "I wanna pee all over myself, I wanna make a big mess, like a helpless little piss slut."

"that's right, baby, you're not gonna make it to the toilet," tammy orders me. her hand has drifted down to my ass cheek, pinching, kneading it. I gasp and reflexively grope her breasts. Her other hand grabs the back of my head and pulls me close so she can whisper in my ear. "you'll be too busy eating me out to put your pee-pee where it belongs."

I groan in pleasure at the thought. I rub my thighs together, both to hold my pee in and also to quell the burning in my crotch. I unbutton her blouse, kissing the cleavage that is visible under her lacy red bra. I keep kissing my way down her torso, then hike up her tight black pencil skirt. she is not wearing any underwear beneath. I salivate at the sight of her hairy pussy. diving right in, I nuzzle and lick her hip bone, and then move to her upper thighs.

eventually she gets impatient. "come on," she growls, yanking my head up to her damp vulva.

I get right to sucking on her clit, and the stifled mewling sounds she lets out make my own clit throb. I gasp as some pee leaks out of me.

"I just peed a little bit," I confess.

"don't you dare," she whispers back, her tone harsh. "you are not allowed to piss your nasty little pants until you make me cum."

I squirm. "but I have to go really, really bad. I dunno if I can make it."

"hold it or you'll be sorry."

"I'll try."

I dive back into her wet heat, licking up and down her ample labia, teasing the whole area around her clit before practicing my literacy skills on it, so to speak.

tammy moans, quiet but intense, grinding on my tongue, her nails digging into the bookshelf she's holding onto for support. my hands are running up and down her legs as I eat her out, though one hand migrates up to her ass cheek and pinches it. I am rewarded with a sharp squeal.

More pee creeps into my panties. I can only hope she is too pleasured to notice.

I bear down on her clit with more intensity, and she starts swearing under her breath. "that fucking mouth of yours feels so goddamn good I'm rubbing my coochie juice all over your desperate ass face and you fucking like it don't you, you little slut, you don't wan-na - ahh! - pee in the toilet like a good girl, you wanna taste my pussy and piss all over yourself and make a puddle on the fucking carpet and be a messy slutty bitch - ohhhhh!"

her thighs are trembling, and I know she's almost there. I give her clit a few more sucks and she's gone, biting her forearm to stifle the cry she makes as she comes.

I relax and start pissing full force into my pants. with a loud hiss the wet patch on my crotch grows into streams of warm piss cascading down my thighs and onto my calves folded under my drenched butt. my puddle spreads around me, lapping onto her strappy heels.

"just look at this mess you've made," tammy says, still breathing hard from her orgasm. "when you walk out of here everyone is going to see you had a pee accident. they'll know that you can't hold your pee-pee in worth shit, they'll say you should be wearing diapers."

"I should wear diapers," I agree.

"we have a lot of potty-training books," she says, "maybe you should check some out before you go."

I swoon at the idea of being seen perusing potty-training books while wearing wet pants. "I'd love to," I say, "but first . . . may I please rub myself on your leg?"

"you wanna hump me like a dog?" tammy asks.

"yes, please! you got me so hot, and wet not just with pee-pee . . ."

"well . . . you asked so nicely, I guess you can rub your piss-soaked little cunt on my leg, if you're that desperate." she nudges my thighs apart, not bothering to be gentle with her pointy heel. "you needy piss slut"

[candywife333]

Bucket- List of Teasers

Will close poll probably after 4-5 days

I guess the angst won out amongst all of you guys😂😂😂. Dumbo it is then 👍🏼👍🏼

DUMBO

chubby reader x rich, cold husband jungkook

"I lub you". Excuse me Sir, what did you just say? "I lub you so much, can I hug you?" I scrambled for an answer, "Sure I guess". He didn't even hesitate as he grabbed me, pressing my face to his chest, his lips and face buried into the groove of my neck.

This was not what I was expecting, when they say Karma is a bitch. Because, who would even think that my cold hearted, mamma boy, cheating ass ex-husband would come back to me with the mental intelligence of a 10 year old. Karma is a bitch, I agree. But not just to the sinner. She was punishing me also, for god knows what reason. I did not want to put up with this dumb fool, but it looks like I didn't have much of a choice in the matter

BED POTATO

chubby reader x hot roommate jungkook

I drawled to my bestie on my phone, "My bed is my savior. Is it so bad that the only religion I faithfully follow is cartoons on a Saturday"? I almost plugged my ears with the yodeling I heard on the other end of the phone, "You stupid BITCH, why are you still watching Cartoon Network right now???? Are you so fucking demented to still be watching 'Amazing World of Gumball' in a white shirt with pasta stains all over it".

I sniffled , eyes red, offended maximally , as I screamed out in a raspy voice, "Why did you have to come for me like that bitch? Let a bitch eat chocolate and die in a sugar coma on a Saturday morning, would you now? Thank you very much". I threw the phone on my bed just for effect. I might be ugly but at least my bed doesn't discriminate against me.

After yelling at her, I laid on the bed totally tired. My roommate, a total extroverted introvert was ready to go out this entire day. He was a super cute guy with a coconut head hair cut and doe shaped eyes. But he was an alcoholic and man whore so I did not have a great opinion about him. I was spread out like a starfish in just my black granny panties with no bra. I hadn't shaved in ages, but that is okay, because being a virgin at least had one advantage. I could stay a Wooly mammoth. Before I could process the squeaking noise of the door hinges, my roommate walked in holding two outfits.

I screeched like a pterodactyl "OMG, GET THE FUCK OUT! I HAVEN'T SHAVED IN 2 YEARS!! AND ALL MY SQUISHY BED POTATO BITS ARE ALL OUT!! ABORT MISSION!! I REPEAT, ABORT MISSION"!!

I expected him to leave instantaneously. But to my great surprise, a totally different outcome happened. I felt a dip in my bed as I felt him plop down right on top of me, caging me between his arms as he whispered darkly, "And who said I didn't like potatoes"? He nibbled on my ear lobe, squeezing my butt in one hand as his warm breath caressed the nape of my neck, "I eat my veggies everyday baby. Never skip a day".

WATER IS WET BITCH

chubby reader x siren jimin

"When I said I wanted a pet goldfish, i didn't mean one that was this big…or that talked back to me". He stared back at my face with a seductive curl of his mouth as his twinkling voice warbled out, "I am not a goldfish darling. I am more magnificent than that. Mere mortal such as you would never comprehend how much I have seen".

I scoffed, brushing the crumbs off my skirt, "You mean to tell me you are a grandpa essentially? I don't fuck older men, if you catch my drift. So no thank you good Sir. Keep those teeth to yourself, away from my pussy. I don't like how they are glinting in the sunlight like daggers". He drifted in one position, stunned at my remark. I asked him again before he could say anything else, "When you make out in the ocean, don't you swallow too much water? How do you handle that much wetness grandpa? Perhaps you could enlighten a mere mortal such as me".

He looked smug as he bit out, "You are that inexperienced you young mortal? Never been with a human male before?" I swiveled my head, shaking it, "No it's not that, I have fucked other guys. It's sort of a past time for me. Just never in the ocean". His eyes squinted , his aqua foamy hair tousled up in agitation as he menacingly reprimanded, "Oh, I see that you are a loose one. Getting wet when catching sight of any male".

I shrieked out, "You slut shaming me, old dude? You know what is worse than getting slut shamed by a human male? It is getting slut shamed by an old fish". His anger started showing in his face, as his sharp teeth glinted in the sunlight, eyes looking red and bloodthirsty. I continued, as though I was not even affected by him, "Answer this one question for me, and I will believe your immortal intellectual superiority. I've always wanted to be railed by a fish. I just can't tell if I'm getting wet right now cause of the ocean spray or because of you."

Jimin barked out mocking laughter, gesturing smoothly with a muscular tan arm outstretched towards me, tilting up one of his brows inquisitively , "Why don't you come closer and find out"?

CAN'T FAKE IT

bimbo chubby reader x asshole rockstar Jungkook

"Even if everyone leaves me, my glued on eyelashes never will. That is ultimate loyalty". I am sure this quote would go down in history as one of the most profound realizations a girl could ever have. I checked my make up quickly, venturing backstage into the concert arena, trailing away from the section where groupies are usually seated.

I saw a dude, with black leather jacket on, tattoos trailing around his neck and lip piercings smoking a cigarette. I smiled at him with a wide grin, cheerily giggling out "Just remember , a cigarette a day keeps the bitches away. I mean to say that you stink of nicotine and rotting flesh. Not that alluring, if you get what i mean Mister ."

He smirked , unworried , "And who let you into the restricted staff only section, you overfed hippo? I don't remember groupies being this ugly". He continued staring at me, clearly looking to get a rise out of me. My eyes flashed as I coolly replied, taking the cig from his mouth, dropping it onto the floor, grinding it under my heel, "When you are the owner of a concert hall, you will be concerned about a homeless looking dude smoking in a no-smoking zone backstage".

[purple-scarf-mistress]

Cream Puff

The long awaited sequel to Ice Cream.

Word count: IDK did this on my phone and will come back to count and edit later. Sorry if there are typos!

Enjoyed writing this thanks for all your requests for it!

Warnings: SMUT, BDSM, double pen let me know if there is something I missed

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After the activities in the Hotel room, JJ had decided to go for it and fully become their submissive. This meant she had rules to follow and that punishments would ensue if she broke them. Some of her rules were as follows:

When not at work she must always be in a skirt or dress

She must send a picture of her panties every day for approval and Emily and Aaron have the right to tell her to change them or tell her to go without if they see fit

She must eat three meals a day and drink plenty of water, this was for her own benefit.

She was not to touch her self and/or orgasm with out permission from Emily or Aaron.

When not at work, she must always address Aaron as Daddy or Sir and Emily as Mommy or Ma’am.

She must openly communicate her feeling regarding her emotional state in or out of a scene so that her Doms can take action to ease any distress

She must recite her safe words upon request at any point and should use them as needed in a scene

She must wear the anklet Emily and Aaron bought her at all times as a discrete collar. A symbol of her submission

She must use a butt plug for at least one hour a day so that her ass is able to accommodate cock, a dildo, or strap on.

Aaron and Emily have final say, and can add or change the rules at any time and JJ will be expected to be followed. JJ can object to a new rule if it pushes a limit by utilizing a safe word.

JJ looked around the room as Aaron and Emily lead her into their play room, this wasn’t the first time she came into this room since entering their dynamic. In fact she loved coming into the room, it excited her and she could feel herself growing wet as her eagerness set in, the only problem was she was being sent to this room for punishment first… not just pleasure having broken a rule.

She heard Emily’s voice first, sharp and angry like a mother who’s fed up with her perusal child. “Undress JJ. Then kneel on the floor and explain to me just exactly what you were caught breaking while kneeling on the floor”

Aaron sat in a leather chair beside her, his collard shirt unbuttoned and his tie undone. His face was stern, the same one the team was use to when he was angry, only this one was even a step further.

JJ started undressing, folding each article of clothing and stacking it on a near by table as she did. First came her shirt, then her skirt, her bra was slipped off next showing her hard pink nipples before she hooked her thumbs in the sides of her panties that Aaron had selected for her this morning, a light blue lace thong. She took a deep breath before kneeling down on the cold would floor, her knees were sure to hurt in this position, she kneeled as she was taught, her knees spread apart so her pussy could be seen by her doms and her back strait hands resting on her thighs so her breasts were pushed forward, her head bowed not making eye contact unless requested.

Aaron arched a brow, “well…”

JJ took a deep breath and said “Mommy and Daddy, I broke the rule of not touching myself and not orgasming. Daddy caught me orgasming when he came home with my fingers in my pussy, and I did not ask for permission.”

“Excuse me… whose pussy?” Emily chided

“Your pussy, sorry ma’am” JJ couldn’t help that the embarrassment of this was turning her on. She worried her pussy would become so wet she would leave a puddle of her arousal on the floor.

“And what do you have to say for your self” the woman continued eyeing her submissive on the floor.

“I’m sorry mommy and daddy. I shouldn’t have done that, and I’m ready to accept my punishment.” Her spine shivered at the thought.

Aaron cleared his through, “well… Emily dear, what do we think about punishment for this today? I’m usually a fan of a spanking but I think having to stand at the wall with her clamped nipples touching the wall for 30 minutes will be a good start for today.”

“Oh I do like that, during her facing the wall, I think we start her hour of anal training, and afterwards when we claim her, we can over stimulate her till she cries, after all, she wanted an orgasm, let’s she how she likes to orgasm on repeat at our hands.”

JJ nearly signed in relishes thought that she might have skated today, standing facing the wall easy, wearing a butt plug? She had become use to that. And getting several orgasms, well that seemed more like a reward. Easy.

She was ordered to stand and bend over as a medium side lubed plug was pushed inside her, she took it well, a slight whimper as it stretched her open at first and then after she was lead over to the wall. She moans as Aaron pinched and rolled her nipples and then gasped as he placed the nipple clamps. Emily’s hands then spun her around to the wall and papers were placed between the wall and her nipples.

“Drop a paper and you will be spanked 5 times when this is done. I’ve set a timer. You stand here while daddy and I fuck on the bed behind you.” Emily smirked as she walked away, watching JJ for a moment before she and Aaron lost themselves in each other.

JJ could hear the sounds of them, the wet kissing, the leaked smacking of Aaron’s balls agasint Emily’s body, Emily crying out as she orgasmed on Aaron’s cock. She could imagine it in her mind, how beautiful Emily would look, on the bed, her legs hooked over his shoulders, how sexy Aaron would look as his sweat trickled down abs as his eyes closed when he released his seed inside of Emily. JJ took a deep breath as picturing it as she heard it happening behind her aroused her, the only problem was that breath made her chest heave and one of the papers fell softly to the floor.

She grit her teeth, frustrated that she had let it slip. Her mind wandering as she anxiously awaited the time to go off, this was beginning to seem endless. Her nipples ached, she wanted to sit down, It felt like ages… maybe this wasn’t as easy as she thought.

The timer broke the silence and she took a relived breath, Emily and Aaron walked over, both naked and helped her to back away from the wall and over to the bed where they bent her over.

“You dropped a paper little girl, what does that mean?” Aaron said

“Five spanks daddy”

“Good. Don’t want to count or thank me for each one?”

“Thank you, daddy”

“Alright then.” Aaron brought his hand back and came down hard on her cheek making the small blonde scream.

“Thank you daddy!” She whimpers out afterwards. This happened three more times as his spanks alternated cheeks and thighs, the final one came down hard right where the first had been, her eyes were watering, “th-thank… you… daddy…”

Emily came up behind her and rubbed a soft oil into her tender bum before spreading her cheeks and retrieving the plug they had inserted into her earlier. “You took your punishment like a good little girl so far sweet one” she said lovingly. “Only a little more to go.”

JJ nodded her understanding, still laying bent over the bed. She could hear Emily and Aaron behind her discussing what would be next, “I think she’s done well so far, should we perhaps let go of the overestimation today? And just fuck our darling girl?” Aaron thought allowed.

Emily, nodded, “yes I really want to fuck her already and get mine. She inserted a double sided dildo into her, and added a clit vibrator to her as she secured the straps. “I want to fuck her ass today, you can take her mouth or pussy”

Aaron smirked, “oh pussy for sure, I think she can take us both. What do you think little one”

The blonde girl looked behind her at them, nodding, “I can take it daddy”

They smirked and all got up on the bed, Aaron layed down and helped his little blonde straddle his bare cock and watched intently as it disappears into her tight heat, her face twisting in a pleasurable expression as she sunk down on him, she moans as Emily had her bend forward into his chest, she could feel the slubbed silicone press against her tight hole from behind. “Oh…” she bit her lip as the head breached her hole.

Emily moans softly as she felt the resistance on the other end of the double sided dildo pushing into her pussy, a couple of thrusts and the dildo sank deep into JJs ass hole. She moans and squirmed as she tried to adjust to being filled by Aaron’s cock and the dildo Emily had selected to use today.

She couldn’t form words as the two doms started rocking their hips in time, the sensations so intense for JJ all she could do was moan, whimper, and gasp. Her still clamped nipples ached as they rubbed against Aaron’s chest, his fingers grazing up her body till they played with the over sensitive bud. She tried to move her hips with them.

“Shh just lay still and let us pleasure you my little butterfly” Emily wispers into her ear before she moans her pussy being pushed to the edge by the vibrations on her clit.

Aaron thrusted up his hands in JJs hips pulling down to match, “just be a good girl and take it, we’ve got you. Just let us push you over the edge. You have permission.” one of his fingers found its way to her clit and started circling intently.

JJ was a mess, she screamed and moans and gasped, as Aaron pressed down on her clit to make her cum she cried out her pussy spasming around his cock, the contractions in her pussy there to milk his cock for cum we’re so strong that her ass tightened making it harder for Emily to thrust.

Emily reached around and unclamped JJs abused nipples, the rush of blood back into her aching nipples made her scream, adding to her already intense orgasm.

Emily continued to fuck herself on the dildo lodged in JJS ass till she reached her climax, Aaron, not far behind thrusted up again and again till he came deep inside of JJs pussy.l with a loud groan. They all laid there spent, panting and catching their breath.

JJ didn’t know how much time had passed before Emily and Aaron pulled out of her raw body, gently laying her on the bed. Aaron smiled as he looked at JJs cream filled pussy. A slight smile on his face as the helped her get comfy on the bed. Aaron left the girl in Emily’s car as he retrieved water and snacks for them all, but especially JJ. As he looked at the snack options he smirked finding a box of cream puffs in the fridge, the gooey center reminding him of the site he saw just a few moments ago. He headed back to the room to take care of their sub with Emily.

[bugmomwrites]

How NOT To Adult: Itsuka Kendou

I swear I didn't forget about this series, I've started college back up again and I think it's about time I update. Give some sense of normalcy as life gets more chaotic again.

Check out the rest of this mini series here

Two words: wine mom

She was a hard working responsible class rep, and now she’s a hard working responsible hero. She deserves a break.

When she takes a “mental health day off” she stays at home to relax and make fun of shitty soap operas while daydrinking alone

Texts the (still active) former class B group chat to let them know what’s up

“It’s wine o clock!”

“Mom it’s nine thirty am on a Tuesday”

A few seconds later a selfie appears of her lounging back on some decorative pillows with a fluffy blanket

She’s holding up a glass of fancy wine filled to the brim smiling like that Leonardo DiCaprio meme. You know the one

If there’s a party or event somewhere and they’re serving booze she usually gets to all the fancy/expensive shit before anyone else

Will 100% share with Kodai though if she’s around

Steals bottles from every PTA meeting to gift Shishida whenever he has to bail early

Drinks coffee black, but still has a flask of vodka somewhere on her person “just in case”. Girl in case of what? Prohibition?!

It’s usually in a garter with pockets and she’s not above keeping it close by even when patrolling

The garter also holds a small pocket knife, lighter, and a pack of smokes

Says “vaping is for pussies” like acoustic lung cancer is any better than electric

Unironically has decor somewhere that says Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss 

Offers to babysit your kids, takes them for motorcycle rides around town

If they’re slightly older (like at least twelve or so) she offers to teach them how to drive it

Not technically legal, but she’s responsible enough that nothing bad has happened yet, knock on wood

Might have left your child in a locked car by accident oops

Puts up a sign that says “the AC is on, he’s listening to Kidz Bop and has his favorite snack”

Your kid could be eating cigarette butts off the ground and she’ll just shrug it off like “he needs the protein”

Child leashes have saved her ass so many times it’s actually alarming- but “if it’s stupid and it works, it’s not stupid”

Shit talks her boss on her break, but looks out for newer rookies that feel like they’re walking on eggshells

“Yeah no you’ll be fine, but if she vents about her divorce, just smile and nod- yes Kevin I know it’s uncomfortable, but you’ve only been here 3 weeks you can’t afford to make enemies”

The former 1B girls get together every year for a girls trip, and when it was her turn to organize, they all went to Vegas

Orchestrated a Vegas wedding between Setsuna and a male stripper

After arriving home and unpacking, found an inflatable doll in her luggage. Has no idea how it got there, has never even seen it before

Regifted it anonymously in a white elephant exchange at work just to finally be rid of it

The coworker never took it home, they just dressed it up and had it sit in the cubicle, directly across from Kendo's desk

It gets redecorated throughout the year depending on the season, haunting everyone at their computers with it's cold dead eyes like the ghost of girls' trip past

The most memorable was during June one year, when someone had taken the liberty of decking it out in booty shorts, a cheesy tourist shirt, sunglasses, and a disposable camera

Her friends think it's hilarious when they visit her at work, but they can't say anything to her coworkers bc they all took a vow to secrecy. "What happens in Vegas" and all that jazz

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[thatguywiththefaceog]

Kinktober 2023 Day 25-Pregnancy

Gravity Falls-wendip

While at a nude beach, a pregnant Wendy gets Dipper to film them having sex

written by @kinktober2023

requested by anon

This story is rated E for explicit. It is for mature audiences only. All characters are over 18. NSFW under the cut.

It was a reasonably warm Saturday, so Wendy decided it was the best time to pay a visit to her favorite clothing optional beach. As her husband, Dipper, drove them there, she placed her hand over her swollen stomach. The red head was five months pregnant and she and Dipper were very excited.

They drove to the parking lot and stepped out of the car and grabbing their stuff, made their way over to the changing booths. Dipper looked nervous. "Are you sure this is the best place to be right now? Being naked around others usually turns you on and-"

"I don't get off on being naked! This about being close to your natural-"

"Honey, I love you and I know you. You say it's not a sex thing, but it is. You do get off being naked in front of strangers a bit. You are very good at keeping that in check most of the time. But you are pregnant and your hormones have been making you very horny. And I worry you won't be able to control yourself. I just don't want you to be kicked out of your favorite place."

Wendy sighed. "Okay, I understand your concerns. But I'm an adult and I can control myself. Now take off your shorts."

The nude couple made their way to an open spot. Wendy, who tried to spend most of her time nude more often than not, didn’t really have any tan lines while Dipper butt was distinctly paler than the rest of him. Not only was Wendy’s crotch in its normal state of being super bushy, she hadn't shaved her legs or pits in a bit either. Her normally b-cups had swollen to c-cups due to the pregnancy. Dipper tugged along behind her, his eight inches dick flopping around free. He too had some pubic hair but no nowhere near as much as his wife. He also had grown a bit of chest hair in adulthood. He was half chub as he had a good look at his wife’s freckled ass. It made him excited no matter how many times he had seen it.

They set up their umbrellas and beach towels. Wendy started applying sunscreen to her nude body. She started with her face and arms, asking Dipper if it was too visible on her face. When he told her it was fine, she moved onto her baby bump. Okay it was more like baby hill at this point. Then she moved onto her breasts. As she rubbed the lotion onto her bare breasts out in the open in eye shot of several people, she felt something stir. Damn it, don't let Dipper be right.

"Hey Dip, you got my back?"

Dipper was just finishing applying sunscreen on himself. "Yeah."

He squirted some more sunscreen between his hands and rubbed them together before spreading it across her back. This was a bad idea Wendy thought as her whole body shivered. As he rubbed Wendy’s back, Dipper felt her ass rub against his cock.

"Wendy."

"I need it Dipper, I need it so fucking bad."

"Honey, people can see."

"I want them to see."

"But do they want to see it?"

Wendy groaned. She stopped rubbing herself against Dipper’s now fully erect penis. He was right of course. This was a family clothing optional beach. She could hear some children playing. Fortunately this wasn’t the first time Wendy had been horny at the beach. “We can go to the alcove,” Dipper told her.

Wendy groaned. “Alright but grab the phone.” Dipper took her cell phone and the naked couple tried to be discreet as they made their way to bone. They found the rock cliff and made their way behind it. Dipper laid down on his back while Wendy straddled him. His fully erect cock pressed against her pussy lips.

“This is gonna be a great video. My fans are gonna love it.” While Dipper was working as an undergrad in paranormal studies, Wendy had made a career of producing photos and videos for Onlyfans. Dipper was reluctant to help in his wife’s videos, after some prodding he agreed to help as long as his identity was kept anonymous. So his face was never shown and he did his best to keep his voice down. While they wouldn’t be able to stream this live at the beach, Wendy could still post the video after the fact.

Dipper turned on the video on the phone and pointed it at his wife as she rubbed her pregnant stomach. “Hey guys it’s Wendy. I’m just chillin’ here at the beach. And I’m super horny. Don’t worry, I got Big D with me. Say hi Big D.” Dipper waved his boner around like he was waving. “Let’s have fun shall we?”

With a little difficulty Wendy raised her body and lowered herself onto Dipper’s cock. “Aw, Big D.” She found her rhythm, bouncing on Dipper’s manhood. With one hand free, Dipper put it on Wendy’s hips. Wendy placed hers on his. Dipper bucked back into her. Her breasts shook with each thrust and bounce. Her swollen boobs mixed with her hard nipples made for quite the sight. The sounds of waves lapping mixed with the sound of flesh slapping together and their moans and grunts.

Dipper alternated between shooting his wife’s chest, their connected privates, and the bliss on her face. “Ngh, fuck!” Wendy came, her walls squeezing Dipper’s cock. In response Dipper gave in and came too. His cum flooded her occupied womb. Dipper pulled out, making sure to capture his cum dripping out of her pussy.

“Poor, if I wasn’t already knocked up that would have done the trick. Thanks Big D. Hope you liked the show.” She winked at the camera. Dipper stopped filming. Handing Wendy a tissue, she cleaned herself up. The couple relieved themselves out in the sand. “Thanks Dipper.”

“I told you so.” She gave him a playful punch on his shoulder. He kissed her cheek.

She stood up, stretching herself. “Come on, let’s go swimming!”

Taking his hand, they both emerged from behind the rocks and ran toward the ocean.

[nelapanela94]

TW: Throat fucking, mild knife play, public sex, MDNI

Let's see what awaits you on your first day at work.

Light bulbs light up around the mirror, making your face pucker while your pupils shrink to the brightness. As your eyes dawdle over your scantily covered body, your cheeks slather with a deep shade of pink. You were right about the corset, your boobs threaten to pop out, your belly button full at display. The pleated skirt hardly shields your crotch, crisp air spanks your butt, and the thong is splitting you in halves.

It’s going to be a long shift, you sigh.

“Oh! Look at the new kitty Levi found.” A fake blond three mirrors to the left quips, a condescending smirk playing on her lips. “Bet she won’t last a night here.” The lipstick bar cracks from the shell, and she leans in, gliding on the cheap whore red on her poisonous mouth. You can hear the rattle of her tail. When Botox-filled lips stick out, she pecks her reflection and leaves the staff room.  

“Don’t listen to her.” The girl from the right startles you, and you turn to her. A beautiful brunette with green cat’s eyes curling her wild hair. She must be a favorite here. “She’s just jealous because you’re Levi’s new toy.” You gulp. That doesn’t sound like a prize at all.

You open the drawer of your vanity and your hand travels to the crimson red lipstick and the black eyeliner. “Can you help me with a Smokey eye?” You timidly ask Micaela, her name flashing in the tag hanging from her collar.

“I think you should aim for a more innocent look.” She winks. “Light eyeshadows, blush on your nose and some freckles. You’ll have them at your feet.” Her eyes scoot to the red bracelet on your left wrist, and a playful smile curves on her lips. “It seems you’ll be on your knees all night.”

You tilt your head to the side.

“Red means your pussy and ass are safe.” She draws an ocher line in the inside of your lower lid and crisps your lashes. “You got the piercing, didn’t you?”

You gulp, again, and nod.

The nude lipstick feels like butter, and you purse your lips to even it. Then, you take a glance at your reflection. “Wow” You could pass for a high school girl.

“Let’s go. Levi loathes tardiness.”

Your stomach begins to churn, you feel the acids sloshing to your throat.

You don’t know what to expect down there.

Actually, you do know. You signed in for this, you read the bright red lines in the contract: open to stripping in public, gangbangs, milking, DP, anal, oral, and so on.

You witnessed it when you clocked in. Your coworkers bent down and rammed from behind, guys taking turns one after the other, not giving them respite.

You close the door behind you and pull out your best cajoling smile.

*

“I’ve never seen you here before.” The guy cast a winning grin, the coffee spoon coaxing whirlpools in his cup. Then, silver clanks against the saucer.

You place down the tray of biscuits, mentally cursing at your fumbling hand. “First day?”

“Am I that obvious?” You smile back. This one has his hair licked back in gel. He leans in and perches his chin on his steepled hands.

“I guess I’m your very first customer then.”

“You are.”

He curls a finger towards himself, and you reel to him, his mouth lingering on your ear. “Get on your knees and blow me.” He whispers in that deep voice that surges straight to your cunt and gets you all wet.

“Strip down too.”

You swallow the lump in your throat as your hands travel to the knot that keeps your corset in place. The uniform is designed easy on/easy off, though once off no one would ask you to put it back on again. Your eyes darted around the place, the baristas diligently filling trays on the counter, one girl on the furthest table rammed by two guys at the same time from behind while she wipes the tea spills from the table. All the girls are dressed, not fully though, some have already discarded their underwear, but they had something covering bits of skin.

Another ravenette ducks in the booth. “A cute one, isn’t it?”

“Yes. You can use her once she’s done with me.”

“Too bad we can’t use all her holes at the time. Maybe next time.” Your stomach flips upside down. Your shaky hands pull at the cord and the panels open, a rush of blood and air filling your chest. The two Levi’s slouch back on the seat, sipping tea in an odd way as their eyes take in your exposed breasts. The temperature suddenly drops five degrees.

“Pretty tits.”

“Agree.” They exchange glances and grin as if they could read each other thoughts.

“Come here, kitty.” The new Levi beckons. You push the table aside to make room and steer before them. The empty cups clatter on the wood, and at the same time, they take your nipples in their mouths. “Ah,” you gasp, and your shoulder blades tug back. One biting, the other rolling his tongue on your nipple and your brain tries to focus on the two different sensations, rippling waves of pleasure from your tits straight to your clit. Fuck, if it wasn’t for that piercing, you would have someone playing with your pussy right now.

You toss your head backward, letting out ribald mewls as those two devour your breasts. One unzips your skirt, and it pools at your feet, the other pulls away and mocks, glancing at the glistening spot on your crotch. ���Look at how wet she is.” Cool air kisses your other nipple. That Levi leans in and dives his face between your legs, sucking in a long whiff. “Sweet.” He mumbles to himself, and the other Levi pushes him away to corroborate himself.

Two pair of dull gray eyes stare at your self-conscious gaze. “Have you ever been taken at the same time?” The one from the right asks, and you shake your head. The one with wavy hair falling like a mop grabs your hand and drives it to his mouth, pressing his lips on the red bracelet. “Let us be your firsts. You’ll love to have two dicks inside your pussy.”

“We’ll be nice.” Your eyes dart to the horse-licked Levi, and you catch the shiny red object with a tiny silver cross engraved. He flicks his thumb and the blade pops. Your legs are shaking and your arousal rising.

“Turn around,” he orders, and you comply.

“Relax,” one hand roams down between your thighs. “We won’t hurt you,” and then is when the icy blade slips under the thong, pulling it toward his face, the strain splitting your slit and pressing your pierced clit, the stinging pain flaring your insides.

You bite your lip to push away the pain between your legs, but he twists his wrist, and the tapered edge shears the lacy fabric. “Let’s take a look.” You swivel around again, the long thread hanging between your thighs. The blade nips your hipbones, one after the other, and the last sheared piece joins your skirt on the floor.

“Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.”

It has only gone fifteen minutes since your shift started, and you’re the only person in the salon completely stripped down, prying eyes coming from every angle. You still can run out.

But you’re not a quitter.

And you fucking need the money.

This gig is better than losing a kidney.

Lips, hands prodding.

Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes, and give in to the pleasure.

*

“Slow down, sweetheart. You’re going to choke.” The corners of his lips swerve up, causing the other Levi, the one with his jeans and red boxers piled next to him, chuckle lightly. His curls glued to the sweat on his forehead. The Levi, whose cock is buried down in your throat, had heedfully folded his khaki slacks and underwear. These two jerks better tip you well, you’ve been scraping your knees and sucking cock for an hour already.

Is come rich in proteins? Cause is the only thing you’re going to be fed tonight.

You glare at the man through beaded lashes, tears burning in your eyes and spilling down in rivulets on your cheeks, converging on your chin and dripping down between your bouncing boobs, meandering down your navel until they melt in your swollen folds. This is so humiliating, and yet your inner slutty side loves it. You love the way they gaze at you, eyes clouded with lust and hunger, the way they desire you, they way they use you. At the end of the night, they could bundle you into a dumpster and you’d thank them.

You crave those dicks splitting your pussy in halves, damn, what would it feel like to have two cocks jackhammering inside you?

You feel as if you would combust at anytime, this whole situation is too intense, and yet you know it’s a calm night. Your body is on fire, heat bursting from your belly and spreading in all directions.

“You’re such a beauty.” A fingertip strides along the crown of your head, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. “So eager to please.”  

“Yeah-Ah-Ah.” Those hips slam relentlessly into your face, his pubes lashing and pricking your cheeks again and again until, with a shuddering thrust, he explodes into your mouth, his bitterness crashing in strings, and you drink to the last drop. You hollow your cheeks, slurping around him as his cock, deliberately slips out of your mouth.

Panting, he flops and sags into the cushioned backrest and wipes his forehead. His baby blue button-up shirt is mid opened, drops of sweat glint, sliding down on his thick chest.

“My turn,” the other Levi chides, heaving on his feet, his fingers diving into your hair, and he clenches his hand, tossing your head to his already engorge length, marked down with your lipstick. “Open up big.” And between your O shaped lips, he disappears.

After two sessions of blowing them, you just couldn’t keep the lead, and now they’re using your mouth as a fuckhole, pounding into you and boasting in their unbridled levels of stamina.

“Isn’t she a pretty kitty, drooling on cock?” The light blue Levi coos as he comes back to his senses, hand resting on your cheek, patting gingerly. Then his hand makes its way to your breast, the pads of his fingers grazing on your pebbled nipple. The pleasure boosts, coursing though your body like lightning bolts. You’ve never been aroused this much in your life, the string of juices dribbles past your midthighs. You could get addicted to this feeling, strangle your fears and pudency and feel, feel, feel. Let the pleasure scorch every inch of your body.

Sweat trickles the sides of your face.

Levi’s tea shop seems like a depraved place where the kinky wealthy men, those who have nothing else to squander their money on, and girls like you in desperate situations, who would sell their souls for coins, coincide. Them eager, and you willing for perversion. A win-win game. But there are rules, Rules, and they have to abide by them. Levi the boss penalizes those who don’t play according to them, ad if they harm any of the girls, the customers get a lifetime ban.

That’s what Micaela explained. “Don’t worry about bottles in your pussy, they can only use the toys the shop provides.”

That eased your nerves just a bit.

The room becomes fuzzy, and stifling, the stench of alcohol is dank in the air. Moans, and whines and cries mingle, composing an obscene melody, porn movie worthy. Your eyes are leaden, your jaw cracked impossibly wide it might stick in that position forever.

“Hey, sweet pie,” red shirt Levi tousles your hair. “It’s not polite to be distracted,” he squints his eyes and clasps his hands on your face, shoving himself further in. You whine around his cock and bob your head obediently, squeezing your eyes, picturing the good tip this asshole would leave. He must. Your tongue swirls around, putting careful attention to the tip, wrenching out cute grunts from him. He tosses his head back, lurching his hips forward. You can’t blame him, though, he was right, you’ve been spacing out for the last thirty minutes, swimming in the sea of thoughts while they’ve taken turns to fuck your mouth. His fingers curl in your hair, tugging you closer to his crotch, filling your lungs with his scent of musk and soap.  

It's your first night, and it will be a long one.

Your knees mar on the white marble floor. Your body is drained, it surely will ache tomorrow morning, and the thrill to discover what you’ll be up to next is consuming you.

You can feel his warm spurt rolling down your throat, and another hand threads in your hair.

One cock out, and the other one in.

Two Levi’s looking at you as if you were their most precious pearl.