#call of duty price smut

[elysianightsss]

Ughhhh polll whyyyyyy don’t sleep on the idea of Ancient God!Price, not into GOT for the currently winning fic Squishy how many puppy dog eyes do I need to give you for you to write that after the poll fic is done? I’m not gonna make you change it cuz that’s reaaaaally rude and I don’t wanna be rude but your Price writing is just 😘 and I *neeeeeeed* that Ancient God!Price in my life-

No puppy dog eyes needed love, I was secretly hoping for this one to win too lol.

I think everyone needs a little Ancient God Price in their lives, so here’s a little snippet to tide you over while I write the Aemond fic.

Rejection. Open and hollow, stinging like a cat scratch, it’s monumental and abstract and it’s everything you never knew you wanted. Being rejected put you in this position, you could say it made you vulnerable but with the way his rough calloused hands manoeuvred over your soft skin, you could say it was worth it.

The way his half mast cerulean eyes raked over you, a prize to be earned. Something he’s going to win, not that he knows that yet. You’ll make him work for it, that much he does know though.

You’re deep in the infatuation of it even if you wish that’s not true. You relish in the feeling of his gaze on you, soft but yet somehow cold and distant. It sparks an interest in you, you thought long gone. Dead and buried. The ends of it frayed like the neurons of your brain. Unravelled and worn at the edges.

Something dark and deceitful urges you to step forward, tempting you with the musky aroma of him. Something you’d like to devour whole if you could. The faint redolence of cigar smoke hung on his clothes.

He licked his thin chapped lips imagining the way his tongue would slide over your supple skin and despite the dull gnawing of insecurity that has grown since adolescence, you can imagine it too. His willpower hedging with every moment that slowly passes by, every moment that agonisingly ticks by.

The sweet decadence of your pulsing cunt hangs in the cold air, your nipples pebbling beneath your cotton night gown. He breathes in deep, harsh. A hint of mania colored his grin as he groans at the smell of you, the scent you’re exposing yourself to him with. A poor little bunny trapped in the lions den….

[honeesucker]

Not to be horny on main™ but my obsession with the COD men has reared its ugly head.

"Atta girl," Price's deep voice groaned above you as you sat shaded beneath his desk, his thick cock heavy on your tongue as you bobbed up and down on the hardened length, sucking him deep into your mouth until his heavy cockhead was prodding the back of your throat, eliciting a few small gags.

His large hands were on your head, one gently holding the side of your head steady, his thumb running across your cheek; his other hand tangled in your hair, gripping the back of your head as he gently fucked you up and down on his cock with a gentle force.

One of your hands worked on massaging his heavy balls, a groan leaving his lips as he rained down filthy praise at you, his orgasm moments away when a loud, three-strike knock sounded at his door.

All of his movements ceased, though he kept the hand tangled in your hair as he had you pressed so far down on his cock the trim pubes at the base of his cock tickled your nose. You know he was giving you a gag order: you better stay quiet.

"Enter," Price's steady voice called out, and as the door opened it revealed your worst nightmare... the man you never wanted to catch you down on your knees for your Captain... Simon fucking Riley. "Simon, to what do I owe this pleasure?" Price asked casually, his hand detangling from your hair as you followed his silent order, keep his cock warm in your mouth.

"Captain, Sir... I wanted to make a recommendation on Private [Name]." Your whole body froze at the mention of your name... was he here to tell Price you were a worthless soldier, not worth the air you breathed while working on the task force... he was your Lieutenant, after all... his word could get you transferred, or discharged, or worse should he so choose.

"A recommendation, Simon? You're not usually a man to give up on a soldier so easily," Price adjusted his hips, his cock briefly pushing deeper down your throat, a subtle reminder to stay quiet as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on his desk.

"Not giving up on that little demon, Price," Ghost said thoughtfully, a hint of humor in his voice. "I'm recommending her for promotion to Sergeant, to train alongside Soap. She's proven it in her training, she's proven her worth in the missions... I think she'd make one hell of a Sergeant, Sir." Ghost finished, the sound of papers shuffling as he pulled out his report on you from beneath his vest and set it on Price's desk.

"Simon, I'm touched... you don't normally take a shine to our rookies like this." Price murmured out with a hint of humor in his voice, arching a brow as he looked up at Ghost who just shrugged, a hidden smile beneath that balaclava covering his face. "Alright, Simon, I'll take your recommendation into consideration, write my report and get it sent up to the higher-ups for final decision." Price finished, Ghost none the wiser to you cock warming his boss beneath his desk as he turned to leave Price's office.

However...

On the other side of the door Ghost was smirking beneath his mask... you two weren't sneaky enough to slip past his observant gaze, and it was too much fun to make his recommendation to Price when Ghost knew you were on your knees beneath his desk. Ghost turned and walked away from Price's office with an unusual pep in his step, feeling a bit cheeky. Ghost didn't care if you were a slut for their Captain, he cared the most about how good of a soldier you were, and your contributions to the team.

Price took a moment before looking down at you, shocked by the sight of fat streams of tears slipping down your cheeks. He was already worried as he pulled you off his cock, rubbing his thumbs on your cheeks to wipe away your tears. "What's the matter, lass?" Price asked as you just sniffled and looked up at him with a pout.

"H-He... he doesn't hate me... h-he thinks I-I'm good e-enough to be a S-Sergeant?" You sobbed softly, overwhelmed with emotion and pride in yourself and all of your hard work, even more that a man you admired thought highly of you enough to make such a recommendation.

"Oh, you poor thing..." Price pulled you up from your knees, hugging your waist as he pulled you between his legs, his head resting just beneath your breasts on your abdomen, listening to your rapidly beating heart, and soft, shaky breaths. "You deserve it, I meant what I said to him... I'll finish my own report today and send it up for final decision but with your track record I don't think they'd deny our choice..." Price said softly, pulling you back as he wiped more of your tears away. "You deserve it, lass, you worked hard for this... in more ways than one I might add." Price couldn't hold back his laughter as you frowned and punched his shoulder softly at the jab.

"Respectfully, Sir..." you said with a sharp tone, an edge of humor in your words. "Shut it." You both laughed together and then Price's hands landed on your hips, pulling you closer as he looked up at you.

"Now how about we finished what we started, and you come bounce on my cock, lass?" Price offered, groaning as your hand travelled down and gripped his still-hard cock.

"Is that an order, Captain?" You asked cheekily.

"That's an order, Private... show me just how grateful you are for my recommendation with that talented pussy of yours." He growled out with a low rumble, his voice reverberating through you as you shuddered softly.

"Yes, Sir..."

[feelgoodinct]

nsfw. price who takes pride in how well he takes care of his missus. it’s your world and he’s just living in it baby!

there’s not a day that goes by where you aren’t fucked and fed properly. will go to great lengths to make your life as easy as possible, which includes being selfless. which is why when he goes on long work trips he’ll ask one of the boys to take good care of you until he gets back. preferably simon; johnny is much too eager, and gaz is too much of a sweetheart to rough you up just how you like. he can’t bare the thought of having his girl waking up to an empty bed. which why he’ll leave simon with the keys to your home and a heavy pat on the back.

“I’ll be back in a few days. keep her entertained for me, will ya? if she starts getting fussy just means she’s due for a proper fucking. she’s a restless little thing. take good care of her now, yeah? I’ll be expecting updates.”

[empresskylo]

ghost knows he’s too rough and impatient with sex. knows he won’t know how to please you properly. knows he can’t possibly do things right with you, knowing you’ve never done this before. but god, he wants to. he wants to treat you how you deserve. never thought he’d be so desperate to fuck someone good and slow like he does with you.

so he goes to price. the one man who will know all the right ways to please a lady properly. asks him to show him how to take care of you. tells him he doesn't know how to care for someone else's needs, at least with someone inexperienced like you. tells him he needs to be instructed. to see just how he should work you.

you’re nervous at first, thinking it’s an absolutely insane idea, but you can’t hide the wetness along your panties as you sit on ghost’s lap, back pressed against his chest, legs spread, his knuckle dragging down your warmth. price sits back in his chair, telling ghost exactly how to move his fingers, paying close attention to your body's minuscule movements, the way your brows furrow when ghost moves a certain way, or your eyelashes fluttering.

and this was supposed to be a strictly hands-off approach… but god, watching ghost fumble, unable to maintain the slow speed you need, keeping you from reaching your orgasm, has price on edge. he leans forward, rolling his chair with him, and tells ghost to stop. tells him to watch and to pay close attention. price tears your panties off and your eyes go wide at the contact. you swallow, expecting ghost to be furious, but his hands only settle around you and he takes notes as he watches his captain work.

price runs his thumb up your slit, circling your nub, and tells ghost to hold your thighs apart when you unconsciously try to clench them. then his finger is sinking into you and your head falls back against ghost's chest, eyes shut. you moan and you feel ghost harden beneath you. “how’s that feel, sweetheart?” price asks you. you babble out incoherently, price adding a second finger, and chuckling darkly at your response.

it becomes too much, his fingers thrusting in and out of you, his other hand rubbing your clit, ghost's fingers digging into the softness of your thighs as he forces them apart. “ohmygod,” you slur, “m’gonna—“ price smirks, his eyes darkening as he watches you orgasm, your body clenching around his fingers shoved deep in your heat. "talk her through it," price tells ghost. so ghost does. you're shaking still and ghost rubs his hands over your exposed skin. "that's it, baby. you're doin' s'good," he praises.

"whata fuckin' sight," price mumbles to himself, his fingers leaving you empty. you steady your breathing, coming down from your high, completely limp in ghost's arms. price can see the way ghost's eyes have gone dark, his pupils swallowing his irises whole. knows ghost doesn't know how to be soft. sees the feral need to ram himself into you overtaking his features. "gonna take it slow with her, yeah?" price asks.

ghost breathes rapidly out, his hips begging to buck up against you. he knows he wouldn't be able to control himself if you let him fuck you. so he answers honestly. "not sure I'd be able to."

price tsks, sitting back in thought, his eyes roving over your spent body. you suddenly feel shy, wanting to close your legs, but ghost's arms tighten on you. "need me t'break her in?" price finally asks after several long beats of silence.

ghost grinds up against you, his hand sliding into your hair and pulling your head to the side so he can kiss your neck. your eyes flutter at his attempts to be so delicate with you. "want the captain here to be your first time, love?" ghost asks against your skin. you stutter when you answer. "don't you want to be?" "course I do. but I won't go easy on ya. I'd hate to ruin you, sweet girl. price will take it nice n' slow. just like you need." and after, you'll be ready to take ghost. ready to adjust to his size.

you swallow hard, ghost's hands escaping and clawing at your clothed chest. you nod. "o-okay."

price stands from his chair and begins to undo his belt. "come sit on my desk, sweetheart."

cod masterlist

[devil-in-hiding]

okay we talk a lot about how mean and tough and what bullies the 141 would be in the bedroom

but can we have some goofy moments please

Simon having to collapse face down onto the bed because his legs have locked up from his orgasm, shoulders shaking from his muffled laughter as he tries to regain control of his limbs and breathing “fuckin hell love, milked me fuckin dry, jesus” reaching over, giving your ass an appreciative pat, grinning when your gorgeous laughter reaches his ears

Johnny just about knocking the two of you out in his hurry to pull you up for a kiss, hips never stopping as he groans, nudging his nose against yours as he grunts out a “sorry baby, moved ye too fast”, he is the king of accidentally falling off the bed whilst changing positions

Kyle who is a sweaty, panting mess and absolutely drops his body weight ontop of you once his energy has throughly been drained, only moving when you start to whine that he’s too heavy, “you’re on my hair kyle! ugh get off you’re so gross!” “mmm you still think i’m pretty though… god okay okay i’m going!”

John who bends your leg to far back and spends the better part of 15 minutes apologizing, massaging the muscle out for you as he stretches your leg, pressing little kisses along your ankle and calf. “i’m sorry pretty, didn’t mean to hurt my sweet girl..” trailing kisses up your thighs, meeting your eyes as he presses a sloppy little kiss to your clit

[konigsblog]

P!LINK COD MWII MASTERLIST (🌽)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. STRICTLY 18+. ALL MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

BEWARE: DARKER THEMES BELOW.

PHOTO CREDIT: GLUTT_R ON 🐦/X

KÖNIG

somnophilia with pervert!könig

taking kidnapper!könig for the first time

size difference with petite!reader and könig

“just the tip, könig.” with loser!könig

loser!könig who loses control (breeding kink)

being groped by kidnapper!könig (hole inspection)

forced breeding with pervert!könig

hope inspection with older boyfriend!könig

virginity loss with könig (virgin!reader)

letting virgin!könig use your body (virginity loss)

raped and recorded by könig

entertainment for kidnapper!könig (non-con)

raped in public by rapist!könig

incel!könig making porn for his online girlfriend

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

punishments with brat!reader and simon riley (brat taming)

relaxing simon riley with your pussy

‘obedience’ with simon riley

stepbrother!simon riley and his best friends

humping your stepfather's bulge

car sex with stepbro!simon riley

rough dom!simon riley and his fuck doll

being manhandled by your stepbrother

raped by kidnapper!simon

being filled by simon riley (breeding kink)

hole inspection with simon riley

cock worship with older boyfriend!simon

rough dom!simon x brat!reader (brat taming)

punishments with stepfather!simon

having your attitude fixed by your lieutenant

semi-clothed sex with pervert!simon

raped for intel by lieutenant!simon

JOHN ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

pervert!soap x milf!reader (morning sex)

“just the tip, i promise.” with stepbro!soap

your needy stepbro attempting to distract you

rough dom!stepbro!soap punishing you

playful!stepbro!soap and his virgin stepsister virginity loss

stepbro!soap eating you out

cuddling fucking with stepbro!soap

drunken sex with loser!soap

“fuck, don’t stop, bonnie...” handjobs with soap

being fingered by stepbro!soap

mutual masturbation with soap

stepson!soap with stepmom!reader

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

shower sex with pervert!gaz

the type of videos gym bro!gaz sends you

riding gaz in your new lingerie

the result of getting high with stepbro!gaz

having your insides rearranged by gaz

riding gaz for the first time

“don’t pull out!” with pervert!gaz

sucking off gaz for the first time (inexperienced!reader)

letting virgin!gaz play with your cunt while you're high

treating soft!gaz to a handjob after his deployment

virgin!reader fucking themselves back on gaz

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

being eaten out by john price (1)

being eaten out by john price (2)

morning sex with older boyfriend!price

spit play with older boyfriend!price

morning sex with sugar daddy!price

being eaten out by sugar daddy!price

manhandled by price

making out with price

stepdad!price and his slutty, daft stepdaughter

[bejeweledblondie]

When I tell you I was pissing my pants laughing at this.

“This wallpaper is so cute, we could live here” ME IN A NUTSHELL I have ADHD (I’m medicated for it) but when I’m off it this is me 😭

[deunmiu-dessie]

𐙚₊˚⊹♡ 23 c.o.d men rambles with nsfw visuals (p-links) ♡

featuring!— kyle ‘gaz’ garrick, johnny ‘soap’ mactavish, simon ‘ghost’ riley, john ‘captain’ price, phillip graves, könig, vladimir makarov! ♡

₁ 𐙚 imagine fucking john doggy style, and he’s jus’ so horny for you so you guys don't even make it to the bed :( he tosses you onto the couch and lifts your ass into the air, his thick, meaty cock bruising your insides. then he grips your hair and bends you back to slant his lips over yours in a messy kiss 😖

₂ 𐙚 having a sloppy make-out session with gaz when he gets back from a mission. sucking on his tongue and whimpering into his mouth while his big hands run up and down your thighs and ass. gaz always gets you so needy and wet before he dicks you down, having tears streaming down your face and thighs trembling :((

₃ 𐙚 soap fucking his cum back into your swollen pussy while whining and whimpering, promising to get you pregnant; thick and hard at the thought of you round with his kids. he pumps your pussy to the brim with his cum that night, til it drips down your thighs.

₄ 𐙚 gaz loves to record the two of you having sex, and loves to send it to the 141 group chat. loves to show off his pretty girl whose pussy takes his big cock so well :( loves to show them how well you moan and beg, loves to show them your fucked out face, loves the way the team goes feral as you moan their names with bleary eyes and drool spilling down your chin. loves to show them that regardless, you're his.

₅ 𐙚 simon using your pussy as a cumdump... literally, when you act like a brat. he'll have you lay naked across the bed, hand fisting his cock as gazes at your tits, your needy cunt drooling and clenching. he'll watch as you cry and beg for him to fuck you, your wrists bound together and tied to the headboard. then he'll press his thick tip into your pussy and spill himself inside. brats don't get to cum, as he likes to say— sorry :(

₆ 𐙚 kyle 'will overstimulate you while pussydrunk' garrick. baby gaz just loves the taste of your pussy, especially after going so long without it :( you're so warm and sweet, needy and sobbing-- and he's missed the feel of your thick thighs wrapped around his head, missed the feeling of your hands running through his hair. so, just let him enjoy his meal.

₇ 𐙚 needy soap who swears he'll just rock against your panties, his thick cock nudging your fattened clit which presses eagerly against the pre-cum soaked fabric. soap who moves your panties to the side and shushes you with a kiss to your lips, swearing he'll just thrust against you; thumb brushing against your bundle of nerves. soap who loses himself in the moment, gripping your thighs and looking at you with pleading eyes, swearing he'll only use the tip, thick, bulbous head already stretching your pussy. 🥺

₈ 𐙚 after you had the baby, john can't stop thinking about seeing you swollen and round again, with your breasts heavy, and thighs thick. john who breeds your pussy at any moment he can. whether it be with you bent over the counter and cooking dinner, with you sleep; your pussy warm and welcoming, or even in the shower, your milk-heavy tits pressed against the shower door. ( bonus )

₉ 𐙚 makarov who finally gives in to your pleading demands, his hands rough as he forces you onto the bed, yanking down your skirt and pulling your panties to the side. his gaze is cold and calculating, even a bit annoyed. makarov who snatches the loli from your mouth, running it up your slick pussy before pushing it in. "Это то, что вы хотели, да?"

₁₀ 𐙚 he makes sure to fuck you well before he leaves on a mission, his thick cock bullying your slick cunt full of his cum. gaz makes sure you know who your pussy belongs to, makes sure he has your thighs trembling in his arms as he fucks you against the shower wall.

₁₁ 𐙚 simon loves to watch you ride him, loves to have your tits in his face, taking one of your sensitive nipples into his mouth. loves to hear you whine that your cumming for the fifth time, loves to watch as his abdomen becomes sticky with your creamy cum. loves watching your lips tremble and your eyes water as he thrusts sharply into you, knocking on your cervix and bruising it.

₁₂ 𐙚 having sex with gaz always overstimulates you in every sense of the word and not just with your body. gaz loves to watch you fall apart on his cock, loves to grab your chin and keep your eyes locked with his, loves to watch your gaze get bleary and your mouth struggle to form words all while his hand moves in quick figure eights on your clit, cock spearing through you deliciously. gaz will press kisses to your swollen lips, groaning into your mouth. "on me, luv. le' me see those gorgeous eyes."

₁₃ 𐙚 price loves to suck on your tits, while his cock slowly pumps in and out of you. loves to bury his face into the valley, placing kisses and sucking hickies. john price sucks on your nipples like a man starved, thick hands squeezing and kneading :(

₁₄ 𐙚 imagine getting punished by boyfriend graves because you fucked up during a mission, the objective getting away. he tells everyone to leave the room, glaring eyes stuck on yours. graves who orders you to strip, pushing you down against a busted couch, yanking down your combat pants, and tearing your panties. graves who angrily unzips himself, as you blubber and plead, pussy leaking and ready. he watches as your pussy struggles to take his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you apologize repeatedly. "don't want to fucking hear it, sergeant."

₁₅ 𐙚 gaz fucking you into the bed after he gets home from a mission gone awry. soft lover gaz who just can't be his usual giving self. gaz who takes what he needs from you, regardless of the tears that stream down our face.

₁₆ 𐙚 könig, all needy can't help but fuck your thighs, whimpering and whining :(

₁₇ 𐙚 having a threesome with soap and gaz; who can't help but record as soap practically makes love to you with his eyes. gaz who could care less as you forget all about his cock, breathing heavily as he watches as your pussy struggles to swallow soap's cock. gaz who sends the video to the 141 group chat.

₁₈ 𐙚 imagine makarov sharing your pussy with yuri as a reward to the man. makarov who guides your mouth over his cock, all while sipping on his alcohol; yuri fucking into your pussy needily, grunting and groaning as you squeeze around him.

₁₉ 𐙚 100 percent believe this is how gaz and soap eat you out, prove me wrong. i'll wait. ( bonus: since soap made you cum first, you granted his wish. )

₂₀ 𐙚 john overstimulating you while whispering how much of a good girl you are, slapping at your thighs when you cringe away from him, his thick fingers finding your clit again. john who fucks into ravenously, cooing as you shudder and buck against him.

₂₁ 𐙚 graves finally puts your smart mouth to work, shoving his thick length down your throat. graves angrily saying your pussy isn't good enough for his cock. his words, not mine.

₂₂ 𐙚 angry sex with toxic gaz, who swears no one will ever fuck you as good as he will. who tells you that you belong to him, that you were made for each other, that you won't leave him. who fucks you dumb until you promise to stay.

₂₃ 𐙚 soap swears he won't cum inside you...

spent hours scrolling through twitter porn, help me.😔

[pricesprincess]

smut mdni | part two

trying not to become a flustered mess when you catch john in your dads kitchen after you two hooked up on the couch the night before.

john had come to town due to work and stayed at your old home to save some cash and you wanted to visit your father, you just had no idea how the first night would end after the introduction.

it was all sly looks and lingering touches, something about the man was captivating, and when he pulled your panties off oh so slowly as his eyes took in your glistening cunt you could've died on the spot.

he was by far the best dick you've ever had and never have you ever tapped out getting fucked before but with john you did, twice.

it was clear he ate pussy for himself, and of course, he loved hearing you whimper when his beard scratched at your plush thighs before his tongue was rimming the slick entrance to your heat.

"good mornin' love." his voice was rough and tinged with sleep making it deeper and that only made you think of how good he fucked you with slow and deep thrusts that had you crying.

all you could do was nod at him with a soft smile unsure what to say but you were glad that your dad had come downstairs to save you from saying something stupid or begging john for round two.

the men started in on a conversation while you prepared breakfast unable to keep your eyes off john. "your wife still doing ok?" your dad asked unknowingly dropping a bomb on you as you frowned.

his wife?

[starsofang]

Price loves his sweet wife, all smile and charm, all pretty and wits. But oh, does he love when she gets mad.

He doesn’t mean to get you riled up, but he also doesn’t mean for his pants to get all tight and uncomfortable when it happens. He doesn’t mean a lot of things, actually—just like how he didn’t mean it when he told you about an old broad that made numerous attempts to sweeten him up down at the bar his crew often resided.

There was no broad, nor was there anything but drunken laughter shared with his men.

But the sight of you, his precious wife, spouting out annoyed curses, rolling your pretty eyes until they nearly fell out your head, yapping on about how you’ll happily stomp that bitch in the curb the next time you see her? It’s like injecting him with a poison that had his dick growing so hard in his pants he could feel its own pulse.

Price had already married you, practically got on one knee to pop the question the moment you two met, but seeing that nasty side of you stirred something sinister in him. Naturally, he did everything he could to lure it out just to ease the aching need he had for you.

Sex with you was already spellbinding, but when you were flushed hot with bitter jealousy, pretty hands pressed firm against his chest as you slammed your hips down on his weeping cock in a repetitive motion was a sight he wished he could frame forever.

He’d never tell you that most (all) times, he was only telling you little, white lies to get your rage pumping. It was his dirty secret.

You certainly never seemed to mind taking it out on him, which was exactly the goal. Hell, you even let him paint your walls pearly white as an apology for getting so worked up, something so utterly rewarding to him.

He loved this calm life with you. Wouldn’t change a thing about it. But the occasional angry wife, spitting burning fire and only egging him on? Yeah, that was something he didn’t mind becoming a routine, so long as his cock was the thing you were using as your release.

[cinnammonfairy]

"pretty girl's saying she needs to piss."

with simon's cock snug in your tight hole, johnny's cum painting your pussy a milky white, remnants of his load seeping out due to the force of simon's thrusts. he's fucking up from under you, your pretty clit and hole that's currently being mercilessly filled clearly visible to both price and johnny.

"go on baby piss on simon's cock, let's see it sweetheart."

"make a mess for us bonnie."

you tried to hold it in, you tried begging for simon to go and let you pee, yet his hold on you only grew tighter as he pounded into you harder. johnny's hands pinching and pulling on your sensitive nipples, you reached your peak when john took his hard cock and fervently rubbed it over your swollen clit, stimulating you even more, one hand pressed on your lower stomach, your hole clenching tighter on simon's fat cock still fucking your hole.

"there you go darling."

both men continued their assault on your cunt, simon forcing your stream to come out by continuously thrusting into your hole. price mercilessly rubs the bulbous head of his cock over your twitching clit, as you writhed on simon's chest mewling at the oversensitivity and the simultaneous relief. the spurts of liquid from your pussy messily drips down simon's balls, and coats johnny's cock obscenely.

"such a cute little stream baby, making such a mess on our cocks."

one of johnny's hands now stroking his cock at the filthy sight before him. your eyes now crowding with tears of the sheer embarrassment you felt. one of johnny's hands cupping your cheek, as he kisses you softly as if to placate you. simon's load now fills up your cunt, soon to be filled by price's cock.

"so pretty baby, cute pussy gonna take all of our cum hm?"

[blond3ang3l]

I don’t agree with cheating at all..

But like imagine neighbor! Price, he knows your husband and isn’t that big of a fan of him at all. Leaving you alone for days on end for “business trips”. Price knew that’s not what he was doing. Your husband was a damn junkie. Running up all you guys money on coke and bottles at clubs.

He had seen him while off duty at a club with Gaz and Nikolai. Blowing your money, the money he had spent without your knowledge, on strippers and the several bottles he had bought in the club.

Price being be good neighbor he was had told you. He felt bad when he saw how your heart practically shattered. You were tearing up and ended up crying into his chest. He brought you back into your house where he stayed with you the entire time. Your tears for your husband was soon replaced with tears for John as he had you splayed out on his lap.

“I know baby, I know. Feels good yeah?”

You could barely get your words out as he rubbed your clit for what seemed like forever while he had you propped up on his lap. Tears pouring down your cheeks as you felt your fourth orgasm hit you.

“So good for me doll, let’s make sure you feel real nice now, yeah?..”💭🎀

[soapssuds]

+18, smut, mdni, f!reader, etc.

pt 2

In your past relationships, your partners had made it clear that they weren't interested in anything else but their own pleasure and even went as far as showing a look of disgust when you would suggest them touching you back.

In response to this, you would always end things rather quickly. A look of hurt crossing your features as you wondered if anyone would ever actually want to touch you sexually or if maybe you just weren't worth the trouble.

Though, your current boyfriend, would always put those thoughts to rest. At first, you were skeptical with dating him. A little nervous because you didn't want this to end up like all the other relationships you had.

Especially when everything started to move forward and he had you sitting close next to him. His fingers playing with the zipper to your jeans.

"J- john?"

You all but whispered against his lips as he brought his head away, "what is it, sweet girl?"

You could feel your face heat up when you felt him pop open the button and pull the zipper down all while keeping eye contact with you.

"What- what are you doing?"

He quirked an eyebrow, "what? Never did this before?"

You shook your head, "i have some experience, but... well, my previous partners never really wanted to... put their fingers in or use their mouth, so uhm-"

It was embarrassing to say, too embarrassing, in fact, it made you want to dig a hole and crawl into it. But John wasn't letting you get away.

You yelped a little when you felt his hand dip beneath he waistband of your jeans and panties. His fingers lightly tracing your slickening folds.

"Like this?"

When he asked the question, he dipped a finger into your cunt. Your walls immediately clenching around his deft digit, making you squirm. Your squirming doing little help as your clit bumped into the palm of his hand, making your face even hotter than it was before.

You couldn't focus, even when he started to slowly pump his finger, even curling it slightly to hit a spot you didn't even know you had causing you to let out a loud moan.

"Asked you a question, sweetheart."

You panted slightly as he added a second finger, the stretch causing you to keen as you felt him rub and caress at your inner walls, watching as you try to quiet your moans.

"Mmm ahh, ye-yeah, like that," your words came out shaky as you gripped his wrist to steady yourself.

He chuckled softly, "wonder if you'll be able to speak once I get you to sit on my face."

[peachetteprice]

John is so inordinately desperate to be back home after five months in God–knows–what–town within God–knows–what–country that he hasn't the time to take off his fingerless gloves before he fucks them into your sopping cunt, having just barged into the bedroom where you were coherently enjoying your book, now unable to recall what the last word you read was because the cloth over his palm is bullying your clit, his fingers are curling and tugging at your walls to get you to squirt for him so he has a better reason to put them in the wash, and you're whining and whimpering, just trying to figure out how he's been all this time.

"An– and did you manage to–" you choke on the words as his brutal fingers continue their crusade, hand plummeting beneath your panties, skull bumping the headboard enough to creak the bed like an old door– "eat plenty? Or do you want me to whip you up some– oh– oh– fuck– John!"

"I'm fed, lovie." He pants at the raw sight of your cunt split open from his fingers, noticing the way you can barely keep your eyes from rolling back, stomach binding and twisting as you audibly squirt over his palm, wincing at the fuzziness you feel in your bulged clit as his thrusts plateau.

"Let's focus on feedin' you, 'ey?" He leans to pinch a kiss from your pussy, the stunning girl she was for him, and relishes in your faux–drunken state as he palms the same hand he just used to shoot pleasure up your spine against his crotch to get himself throbbing and turgid for his beautiful wife.

"You gonna be good and throat my cock, sweet woman?”

| Masterlist |

[devil-in-hiding]

good afternoon just thinking about Price hiding you under his desk, cock shoved down your throat, petting your hair as he listens to one of the others rattle off about what needs to be done before their next mission, forcing you to take him deeper when he feels your spit drip down his balls, soaking his chair

“Y’alright Cap?” Ghost

“Mmm, what else do you need?” He asks, gripping your hair as you gag, fingers brushing your cheek tenderly.

“The hell was that?”

“You can go now Simon.”

“John.”

“Now.”

[bunnys-kisses]

i got a fever and the only cure is more john price!!

he fucks nasty, you thought that age would slow him down. but, no. you are worn out before he even breaks a sweat. years of training to his body has given him stamina like a bull. and he had the breeding balls to prove it!

you didn't mean to sleep with your captain, but now that he had you in his grasp. he wasn't loosening his grip, not until that belly got round and those tits got fat.

"was a big baby." he said, his voice tense as he pressing his cock down into you. he had you pinned under his hefty, hairy wait as his impressive (huge) cock battered your insides. prepping you to accept his thick cum. he had his bicep around your head and kept you pinned.

it wasn't even a full doggy style anymore, he just laid on top of you with his cock plugging your sweet pussy. your moans were pathetic, you were powerless to him.

"price's are grown quite big, big head and wide shoulders. but don't worry, i'll be there the whole time. makin' sure my woman is taken care of. carry them at your hip while i got ya pregnant with another." his licked his lips like a hungry dog at the thought of it all.

you thought it was just sick dirty talk by the way it made you pussy slicker. but price was laying it out as it was. he was going to breed you, you were going to have his children.

he is egged on by your moans. he had convinced himself that you were his wife, even though you had never even gone on a date before. you thought this was simple, on-base, casual sex. meanwhile price was trying to very blatantly baby trap you.

he chalked up your ignorance to you having better maternal instincts than actual smarts. but, that was alright, you were meant to be a mother anyway! don't worry, price will make it all better for his precious wife.

price wanted to see and document all the changes to your pregnant body, he wanted to see his child grow inside of you. proof that he had laid claim to him. then he'll set you up in a sleepy town in northern england and you can be his little wife.

you, him and the kids. maybe a guard dog or two to protect the property. gotta keep the family safe!

the sick, pervert thoughts overcame him like a wave as he drilled his cock into you. a promise that he was going to finish very soon. even if you wanted to escape, the weight on top of you and the blissed out mess in your mind prevented you from getting too far.

not until he got you pregnant.

when he creams inside of you. it's game over (sorry)! you thought that due to age and his lifestyle that his swimmers were next to nothing. but he'd been saving up. a long time without a hole to fuck had made his biology desperate to pass his genes along.

so when he got you in a headlock while he rocked up into you, spearing your pretty pussy open, get ready for motherhood (yay)! because even trying to sneak off to get plan b will do nothing. you waited too long or the pills were ineffective.

as he rubbed your swollen middle on the couch of the sweet little home you (he) owned, his face brushed up against your side. his facial hair tickled your bare arms. he'd tell you that it was a miracle before he kissed your swollen mound.

"you are a better mother than you ever were a private." he cooed at you as he invaded your space once more, "good mothers make strong babies and i'm aimin' for the 99th percentile" <3