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For some reason I thought that because we were getting reader's POV this time, we were going to see her secretly smug, maybe feeling like how she's in charge/pulling one over on ole Joel, but I should have known better: that sneaky manipulative menace is TOP TIER NASTY and will forever come up on top 😭😭🥵🥵

I died no less than five times while reading this.

Your hands grasped his strong biceps, nails hurting him like a little kitten would, while he was spanking your damp folds with his paddle of a hand.

PADDLE OF A HAND?! Death #1

You jerked with overstimulation but Joel didn’t care. Keeping your thighs apart with his palms, he was busy sliding his nose like a credit card up and down your cunt, coating his face with your juices, collecting some with his plush bottom lip and tasting you greedily.

💳💳💳Jesus this man and this imagery. Death #2

“Here we go, now they gonna smell of your tasty snatch.”

You were mewling, jerking again and again when he’d graze your puffy clit with his hand, but your legs stayed open for him. At one point Joel slid the panties over your entrance, that was stretched by his fingers, and without any thought in his mind he began pushing the thong into your glistening hole.

The gasp I gasped at this part 😭😭😭 God he just does whatever pops into that filthy head of his, doesn't he? 🫠🫠 DEATH #3

“Got us some lube, sweetie. Bought it the next day we fucked. For your ass. And we both know your pussy can drown the whole neighbourhood.”

A pathetic ‘aww’ almost escaped your mouth. You were down bad for him but you couldn’t show that you took ‘buying lube to ruin your butt’ as a sign of affection.

Yeah, there's no hope for her - I can't believe I ever thought she might have the upperhand 🤭🤭 Silly Emily. Just as Silly as Reader. Death #4

A string of curses left Joel’s mouth as he was watching your soft pussy nibble on your thong, making it dance over his cock.

“She’s droolin even gagged, fuckin ‘ell.”

I'M DEAD AGAIN. I just resurrected, reread the word "nibble" and passed out again.

I can't even talk about the anal.

This series is so, so fun (AND HOT), Kate!! Is it weird that I'm cheering for this Joel? 🤭🤭🤭 Like, he really feels like he won the lottery and he's so honest about it with his perfect dirty talk and brash internal monologue - it's... endearing?!?? I love him and you!! Thank you revisiting them!

ALL THE GOOD GIRLS GO TO HELL

Stepdad Joel Miller x f!reader || 4,7k

part 3 of A Step Into Hell || can be read alone

Summary: you can't stop thinking about your stepdad so you do something risky to have a little more of him. But Joel is not the "little more" kind of guy.

Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, step-cest, Joel's POV, reader’s pov, still technically dub con but reader's very into it, big legal age gap, dark!Joel, perv!Joel, possessive!joel, f!oral, both holes pronouns, cock pronouns, corruption, object insertion, fingering, creampie, degradation, anal, praise kink, daddy kink, pussy spanking, cum eating, swearing. The pics are for the mood only. Reader has no specific physical descriptions. Joel can lift reader.

A/n: huge thank you to my love @milla-frenchy for this inspiring ask, for beta-ing and for the title. ILYSM❤️ also thank you to everyone who enjoys this naughty series, I’m grateful for your love, your asks and your thots! I hope you’ll enjoy this part❤️‍🔥 dividers by @/saradika-graphics

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”Joel, wake up.”

Joel opened his eyes, startled by a figure standing next to the bed in the darkness of the bedroom. He cursed under his breath when he realized it was just you.

“Hmm?” all he could muster to say, groggy with sleep.

“Can you — can we talk?” you whispered and beckoned him with a hand.

Joel was blinking at you for a few seconds and then his eyes slid over your barely clothed figure. Even in his half awake state he realized that it wasn’t normal - you, standing in his and his wife’s bedroom in your tiny pajamas like a slutty ghost, your voice shaky with nerves.

Joel got up, moving carefully so as not to wake up his sleeping wife. As he was following you downstairs a scary thought passed through his mind - what if your guilt brought you to him in the middle of the night? Did you feel bad for sleeping with your mother’s husband and decided to break your thing off? No! He’d just found a perfect fuck toy in his own backyard and he wasn’t going to let you slip out of his paws. So he decided to intimidate you and remind you that he had you by the pussy.

You

You thought that Joel was hot the moment your mother introduced you to him but when you started living under the same roof, his rough nature, gruff voice, piercing eyes and broad frame became your obsession. You wanted him to be with you, not with your mom. It was so filthy and naughty to think like that about your stepdad and your heart skipped a beat every time he was staring at you. You were scared that somehow he had read your mind and realized that his stepdaughter was a cock-craving freak. Needy and desperate for him.

You would have never confessed your feelings but somehow you got what you wanted anyway.

Yet your thirst wasn’t satisfied, instead it grew and grew until it took over your mind and body. You couldn't sleep any more - your nights were spent tossing and turning, sweating against the clingy sheets and thinking of Joel. Remembering his hands greedily exploring your body, his lips, too mean to give you a long kiss, but hot enough to brand you as his, his cock so deep inside you, it was hard to take a breath.

Tonight was especially hard. He hadn’t fucked you in three days - you were busy with the college, he worked late and your mom always seemed to be around. You were dying to get filled by his him, to feel his body pressed to yours. But most of all you craved to be degraded by him. Whenever you saw each other, he was cold, indifferent, looking through you and it was understandable - he had to keep your sick relationship a secret, especially in front of your mom, but it elevated your need even more. You wanted him to be mean, to call you a slut, to manhandle you, to give you anything to satisfy your twisted thirst for his attention.

All you had was your pink dildo; after Joel prohibited you from getting some on the side, the toy was your only respite. The one that still had Joel’s fingerprints on the shaft. No way you’d wash him away. You were so desperate you slept with it like with a damn teddy bear, it was always in your hands when you were alone in your bedroom, feeling empty without your stepdad’s cock plugging you, cold without his arms around your body.

You’d been fucking yourself sensless every night but all in vain. Your body and mind demanded him, your attraction turned into a fixation. You must have gone completely crazy with ‘the horny’ but on the fourth day in the middle of the night, surprisingly even for yourself, your feet carried you to his bedroom.

Joel

You led Joel to the kitchen and when you both entered, you turned on a little light over the cooker and stood a few steps away from him. Joel shivered, feeling chilly only in his boxers and a white tank top, and grumbled with an intention to intimidate you,

“What’s up?”

You looked anxious as hell, shifting on your bare feet, chest heaving under your cute pajama top, restless hands fidgeting with the lace on your shorts. You looked so small and vulnerable in front of him, that Joel’s cock twitched.

“I— Joel — sorry for waking you up but — I can’t sleep.”

Your stepdad furrowed his bushy brows.

”Want me to sing you a lullaby or some shit? How the hell is it my problem?“

He glanced at the clock and then glared at you, his hands on his hips.

“I have to get up in 3 hours.”

Avoiding his stare, your eyes slid down his broad torso and landed on his bulge. He followed her line of sight and smirked at his hard cock creating a glorious tent in his boxers.

“What a little slut. ‘s called morning wood. Don’t be flattered, jus�� nature.”

You quickly looked away, but he didn’t miss the way you bit your soft lower lip and pressed your thighs together.

“Wait...” His breath hitched. With his eyes narrowed he took a step towards you.

Could it be…? No way! Did you wake him up because you were horny?

Suddenly Joel was 100% awake.

You shifted back and pressed your body to the counter, looking embarrassed. And there was something else in the way you moved. Need.

‘Fuck. Me.’ Joel thought, staring at you, as a mixture of triumph and relief expanded his chest.

The bitch didn’t want to break up with him, she wanted him to break her back. A wolfish grin twisted his face as he cooed, inching closer,

“Aww, someone needs daddy’s milk to sleep better?”

He grabbed himself by the heavy balls and gave them a shake, stepping up closer to you. “Have it all right here for ya.”

Now there were mere inches between you and him. You looked so delicious - your eyes downcast, your body almost trembling out of your clothes, fast breaths making your chest flutter.

“My cock-hungry girl,” he whispered.

You shook your head, still not daring to look at him, but stayed silent. Yes, it must be hard for you to deny the obvious — you were madly horny for your stepdad.

Joel tilted his head and his smile faded. He shifted his jaw, suddenly serious and concentrated. There were so many ways he could ruin you tonight and he had just a few hours. Why did he always have so little time with you?

“Don’t worry, sweetie, I’ll take good care of you,” he whispered in your ear and bucked his hips against your lower belly, making you gasp. “Your pussy keeps you up at night?” —his hands slowly pulled down your shorts— “She wants my meaty cock?”— he lightly slapped your folds and you moaned his name — “Poor thing.”— He massaged your wet pussy —“Hungry cunt, always drenched.”— Slap!

“Ahh!” you cried out. Slap—slap—slap!

“Joelllll….”

Your hands grasped his strong biceps, nails hurting him like a little kitten would, while he was spanking your damp folds with his paddle of a hand.

“A few days without daddy’s dick and you run to him —,” Joel pushed his index and middle fingers between your folds —”in the middle of the night…riskin to wake up your mother.”

Joel shoved his thick fingers inside you and started fucking you slowly and steadily. Soon you were whimpering and shaking, eyes shut, lips parted, almost drooling.

“What if you woke her up, huh? What’d you say? ‘I need daddy to fuck me to sleep?’”

“Nooo, Joel—“, all you could do was to moan.

“You know what I like to be called.”

“Daddy -ohh, daddy…”

You spread your legs wider, watching his hand work your pussy until Joel spat,

“Eyes on me.”

You followed his command and he almost came in his boxers.

“Look at you, dirty slut, you love it. Love bein finger-fucked by your stepdad.”

Your beautiful face was twisted with pleasure he was giving you and he pressed his lips to yours and licked possessively into your mouth.

Joel was rubbing his clothed hard-on against your side, working himself up, and then pushed your clit with his thumb and started rubbing it up and down in rhythm with his fingers, that were knuckles deep inside you. You mewled into his mouth and soon your pussy began clamping on his digits hard and fast.

Joel parted from your lips and watched you closely, reveling in the way your body was succumbing to his dirty actions. He still couldn’t believe that he got to do that to his hot stepdaughter. Corrupting you felt so damn good.

When you fell into his arms, exhausted from the hard climax, he lifted you and helped you to wrap your weak legs around his waist.

“Daddy’s turn, sweetie,” he huffed, carrying you to the door, and after checking that the coast was clear, stepped into the hall.

“Lie down,” Joel ordered, locking the laundry room door behind you two and turning on the dim lights. There wasn’t much space but it was enough for him to have some fun with you.

“Right here? On the floor?”

“Damn! Ain’t ya a fucking princess,” he grumbled. “‘k, I guess my knees could use a little padding too.”

He grabbed a basket with dirty laundry and unceremoniously dropped its contents on the floor. Then he scattered the clothes with his bare foot and motioned for you to get comfortable.

You looked at the messy makeshift bed with a pout and then at Joel but his dark eyes told you to do what he’d said and soon you were lying on your back in front of him.

“Good girl,” he sneered, palming himself at the sight of you. Then he kneeled down with a grunt, settled between your legs after spreading them wide with his bear paws.

“Oops, daddy ruined your shorts, babydoll.“ A dark spot between your legs made him salivate and he quickly slid your bottoms off.

The view of your naked cunt, wet and pretty, was the last drop. His desire skyrocketed and took control over him completely. He didn’t care about anything else at that moment, he wanted to grab, thrust, squeeze, bite, eat you whole. He’d never felt anything like that before, the animalistic need to claim your every inch.

“Top up. Show me the girls.”

You exposed your breasts and he ogled your body for a few moments.

“Fucking ‘ell. I hate you. You can’t be this fuckin hot.”

Your little smile was cute but soon your lips parted and you gasped when he leaned down and pushed his nose right between your folds. He took a deep breath and growled, sending vibrations through your tense body. You jerked with overstimulation but Joel didn’t care. Keeping your thighs apart with his palms, he was busy sliding his nose like a credit card up and down your cunt, coating his face with your juices, collecting some with his plush bottom lip and tasting you greedily.

It didn’t take long for your thighs to tremble and when Joel sucked in your clit between his lips with a loud slurp, you came again. Joel drank everything your pulsating cunt had to offer, then sat back admiring the way your pussy clamped around nothing.

”Fuck. This cunt. Wish I could put you in my pocket and carry you around. Fuck you whenever I want. Wouldn’t it be nice?”

Your eyes were closed, chest heaving, and Joel lightly slapped your mound to get your attention.

“Ouch… Yeah, yes, daddy.”

Joel’s cock was rock hard, his boxers soaked with prefuck juice, but he wanted to keep playing with his stepdaughter as long as he could.

“Ya know I still have your panties. They were handy when you were studyin. Jizzed all over them. Now they’re ruined.”

He glanced at the stacks of clothes on the dryer and picked up one piece.

“These yours, right?”

You nodded slowly blinking at the pink lacy thong in his hand. He pressed it to his nose and mumbled with disgust,

“Clean.”

Suddenly his face lit up.

“Let’s make a souvenir for daddy, uh?”

“What?”

Joel answered your question when he brought the thong between your thighs and began wiping your pussy with it, soaking the fabric with your cum.

“Here we go, now they gonna smell of your tasty snatch.”

You were mewling, jerking again and again when he’d graze your puffy clit with his hand, but your legs stayed open for him. At one point Joel slid the panties over your entrance, that was stretched by his fingers, and without any thought in his mind he began pushing the thong into your glistening hole.

“What are you doing?!” You gasped, lifting yourself up on your elbows, your eyes wide.

“To soak ‘em better,” he mumbled, inserting the panties into your soft hole with his thick fingers. “Nice ‘d wet.”

He tilted his head, admiring the view of your cunt sucking the lace in, fluttering around the fabric, while you both were panting, aroused to the max at the sight.

When his hand was working, Joel’s eyes would fall on your asshole, winking at him from time to time.

It was calling to him - ‘Fuck me, Joel. Stick your fat cock right here.’

Joel stopped stuffing you with your thong only when the side string was sticking out of your hungry pussy.

He took a deep breath and looked up at your face.

“I’ll let it sit for a bit, ‘k? Ya pussy full now so… I’ma fuck your ass, baby.”

You

Joel looked crazy— eyes blown out, curly hair disheveled, mouth parted, lips and chin wet with your slick, so when he announced that he was going to fuck your ass, all your holes clenched extremely hard. You’d never done anal before but you could imagine that taking such a huge cock would split your ass in two. And you loved your ass. You didn’t want to go to the ER in the middle of the night.

‘Help me, doctor. I ...I fell on my stepdad's cock.’

Yet Joel was too hot to say ‘no’ to. His broad chest, stretching his tank top with every mighty breath, his monstrous bulge between the thick thighs, his handsome face, his muscular arms, his veiny hands…you could come just from staring at him. And the best part was that he wanted you. So much that it made your head spin and your knees buckle.

He probably noticed your scared expression, you weren’t really hiding it, and gave you a faux sweet smile. Then he cooed at you with the weirdest tone of voice — sugary and calming, that was so not like him, it made you even more anxious.

“I’ll be careful, sweetie.”

Suddenly he got up and went to the door.

“Joel?” you called but he pressed a finger to his lips, opened the lock and went out.

Joel came back a minute later holding something in his fist. He took his place between your legs, your pussy still full with your panties, and you saw a little bottle in his hands.

“Got us some lube, sweetie. Bought it the next day we fucked. For your ass. And we both know your pussy can drown the whole neighbourhood.”

A pathetic ‘aww’ almost escaped your mouth. You were down bad for him but you couldn’t show that you took ‘buying lube to ruin your butt’ as a sign of affection.

Meanwhile Joel was already opening the bottle and pulling his hard cock out. You almost moaned when you saw it. He was throbbing, his veiny thick member looked engorged and ready to destroy you. Your asshole clenched and pussy squeezed the wet thong.

”Daddy, fuck my mouth instead. Please.”

Joel, who was already pouring the slick liquid on his palm, shook his head.

“Nah, babydoll. Been there, done that. You woke me up so now face the consequences. Or rather let the consequences fuck your ass,” he chuckled and you whined, slowly closing your legs. Your inner thighs clamped against his hips and Joel froze, his eyes boring a hole in you. He clenched his jaw and his expression turned dark. A cold shiver ran down your spine. ‘He’s gonna make me,’ you thought in panic, ‘he’s gonna make me do it.’

Joel

‘Fuck! Joel thought. The bitch was about to say ‘no’. She woke him up, made him hard, made his cock leak like a fucking fountain into his boxers and now she was gonna leave him high and dry. Two orgasms spoiled her. Why the hell was he always so generous to this ungrateful brat?’

Yeah, your pussy was bomb. Yeah, you let him stick a dildo and his cock inside you, ate his cum like crème brûlée and at that moment were lying in front of him with your panties sticking out of your hole. You were a perfect slut. And yeah, your fear was valid - his schlong was huge and intimidating. But Joel knew that your ass would be heaven-like so he had to do a little ground work. Anal was worth it. You were worth it.

Joel sighed and glided his hand over your thigh.

“Ya scared?”

You nodded with your eyes glossy, lips trembling.

He sensed that you needed some sugar. So he could get your sweet ass.

“I get it,“ Joel sat on his butt and offered you his hand. You took it, looking confused, and he gently pulled you up and manhandled you to sit on his lap, your knees pressed to the floor. Your stuffed pussy snuggled up to his hard cock and Joel clenched his teeth and gathered all his will not to stick it in any hole that would be close enough. He needed to fuck something soon or he’d explode.

“It’s ok. I won’t make you do it. I'm big.”

”Yeah, so big, daddy,” you mewled, nuzzling the crease of his neck. His hands were gliding over your juicy asscheeks, soothing your nerves but also intentionally turning you on. You whimpered and he smiled in his mind. The slut was getting needy. Already feeling the tight squeeze of victory around his dick, he cooed,

”But listen… I know how to make it easy, sweetie. Know how to make it feel good for us both. You’ll feel so fuckin good, I promise.”

“Mmm,” you hummed against his skin, the sound unsure. Joel wrapped his arms tight around you and pulled you closer to his torso. Your thighs spread wider around his hips, your back arched and your butt stuck out more. Perfect.

“I also know that —,” his hand shifted to the crease of your ass and you jerked in his arms when his lubed up finger caressed your asshole, ”— she wants me too.”

Joel glided the pad of his finger over your tight ring, teasing it, spreading the lube over your puckered hole while you were moaning softly, probably fighting the urge to beg for more. But you will. Bet your cock-fearing ass you will!

“All your holes were made for me, babydoll. And this one too,” — his middle finger gently pushed on the ring — “I’ll work her open, carefully, sweetie, don’t worry, and in no time she’ll be able to take me.“ Pouring sweet honey into your ears, he inserted the tip of his digit in and your body tensed.

“Shh, relax, baby, relax. Gimme those sweet lips.”

Joel knew that you loved kissing him, always melting in his arms when his tongue was fucking into your mouth. So he gave you what you wanted - a long and passionate kiss while working your tight asshole open slowly but steadily, relaxing your muscle, making room for his fat cock.

When Joel was deep inside you to the knuckle, he moved his finger in and out a few times until you broke the kiss. You parted from his lips and searched for his eyes, almost frozen in his embrace.

“Oh, fuck, you’re inside me, Joel… daddy… I..”, you were choking on your words, your voice breathy, and he gave you a saccharine smile.

“Yes, tell me, sweetie, what do you need?”

“I need … need your cock there. Please.”

That was almost too easy but after playing with you for so long, Joel’s jizz wanted out and he was happy that your cock hunger took over your fears.

“ ‘course, babydoll. Get back down.”

He wanted to see you take him in your little ass lying on your back, wanted to see your pussy chew on your panties when his cock would neglect her and instead fuck another hole.

You were trembling, probably still scared but your eyes were screaming for a good fill.

“Hngg, like that. Hold your knees—yeah, good girl.”

“Please, be careful, Joel,” you asked with a timid voice.

Joel didn’t reply, busy applying more lube on his cock and groaning at the sensation.

“Daddy, please, be gentle.”

“I will, I will.”

Joel was hovering over your torso, his cock finally at your asshole, his wet hand guiding it. His head was empty, occupied only by you. All his being was taken over by the instinct to pierce his stepdaughter with his cock. But at the back of his mind a tiny voice reminded him that he needed to be careful with his favorite toy so he could play with it as long as possible.

Wanting you so badly that his balls were buzzing, Joel bit his lip hard to stop himself from busting just from the sensation of his cold cock-head pressed to your warm skin.

“More lube.” Yeah, he needed more.

Only when his schlong was slippery enough to fuck a whole cheerleading team, he stopped lubing it up. Your ass was worth it and he really needed you to enjoy it.

Joel pushed the tip against your hole but you weren’t letting him in.

“Babydoll, relax. Breathe deeper.”

You nodded but your chest was heaving, panic swimming in your eyes. You needed him close so Joel leaned down and covered you with his body, not putting his weight on you, just sharing his warmth.

Your eyes were inches from his, nervous, glossy, turned on.

“I’m sorry.”

“No, fuck being sorry. Just relax. Enjoy it.”

Enjoy my cock in your ass.

His tip knocked at the heaven’s door again and you finally granted him the access.

“Yeah, oh yeahhhh, baby, ahhhh—“

Joel didn’t care that he sounded needy and ecstatic, that was exactly what he was feeling at that moment. His tip was inside your glorious ass, your warm ring squeezing him hard, and to stop himself from coming, Joel closed his eyes and imagined his wife. He’d been imagining you whenever he was fucking her for some time now and he could have chuckled at the irony but at that moment only grunts and moans were leaving his mouth.

Your nails were digging into his biceps, widened eyes darting between his, your lips parted in a silent moan until you whimpered loudly, too loudly for a quiet house.

“Ahhdaddydaddydaddyyyy!”

He shut you up with a kiss and rocked his hips forward, slowly nailing your ass with his stiff cock.

If anyone had stopped him at that moment, he’d cry, that’s how amazing he was feeling. He’d fucked a fair amount of asses in his life but yours was definitely in top three.

“Need to see her take me,” be mumbled feverishly as his lips left yours and you whined.

“Quiet, needy slut. I’m still here.”

Joel was careful as he sat up and lifted your hips, wishing to stay in your tight hole and also not to rip you in two. When he dropped his head, his hands on your juicy asscheeks spreading them wider, the sight made him curse,

“Fuck— you seein it?”

He was mesmerized, watching your tight ring flutter around his glistening shaft while your stuffed pussy was squeezing the drenched panties. Your thighs began trembling when he fumbled with the wet fabric sticking out of your hole.

“Shit, baby. You’re somethin else.”

Joel slowly moved his cock, in and out, dipping it further with every forward thrust. You were watching him ruin your butt, breathing fast, and then murmured, choking on air,

”Oh my god—I feel like I’m gonna explode— don’t go deeper— please.”

Joel really wanted to push further, wanted to feel your tight ring hug the base of his cock but he was already on the verge of ecstasy, ready to empty his heavy balls. He was a glass-half-full person so half of his cock in his hot stepdaughter’s ass was enough for him. Yet wishing to keep you on your toes, he growled, “Don’t tell me what to do,” and slapped your pussy. The hit was light but his hand grazed your puffy clit and it electrified you like a bolt of lightning. You cried out through your teeth, your body tensed up and you squeezed him hard.

“Hnnnggg, yeah, choke ‘im, c’mon,” Joel grunted at the feeling and slapped your folds and clit again.

Slap- slap- slap!

“Daddyyyyy,” you moaned as you came, shaking in his arms, both of your holes contracting fast.

A string of curses left Joel’s mouth as he was watching your soft pussy nibble on your thong, making it dance over his cock.

“She’s droolin even gagged, fuckin ‘ell.”

While the orgasm was still rippling through you, he pinched the string of your panties with his thick fingers and began slowly pulling them out. It seemed to be prolonging your climax as you rolled your eyes at the sensations and kept jerking against the floor.

Joel immediately brought them to his lips and licked the fabric, breathing in your scent.

The sound he emitted was animalistic. The taste and smell of you, your asshole gripping his fat cock, the image of you, ruined and fucked out, finally made him let loose and explode inside your ass. He grabbed your hips tight and began fucking you with shallow thrusts, staying half-cock in just like you wanted. His balls were bouncing, slapping your asscheeks as their contents were flooding your channel like a tsunami.

“Take it— take it — take it,” Joel chanted through clenched teeth and you did take it — your asshole sucked in and swallowed every drop of his hot cum.

Joel slowly pulled out and dropped your butt on the pile of clothes. He tucked his cock back into his boxers and got up with a grunt, knowing well that his knees would hurt like hell the next day. It was worth it. As always after playing with his favorite fuckdoll, Joel felt greatly satisfied. As always after being fucked by him, you looked completely wrecked.

He offered you a hand and helped you to stand on your trembling legs. Then he pinched your chin and tilted your head up, searching for your hazy eyes.

“Ya good?“

You nodded with a drunk smile and he sneered. He really found a perfect slut.

“‘k, clean yourself up and go to bed. You’ll sleep really well now, babydoll.”

He pressed his body to yours and snaked his hand to your naked ass. He found your hole and gently prodded it. It was leaking his cum.

”Say ’thank you for the milk, daddy,’” he whispered, looking into your eyes with a sneer.

“Thanks for the milk. Daddy,” you mumbled, still trying to catch your breath.

Joel brought your panties to his face and took a deep whiff.

“And thank you for the souvenir, little slut,” he winked at you and then left the room.

Thank you for reading! Please comment and reblog if you enjoyed the fic!<3

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Okay guys....

i got this from a friend on discord, the whole video, the actual video of reasons to live outtake called the love scene, the whole video is almost 10 minutes, it's end at around 9:53. but the whole video is uhh very um nsfw and In order for this to be on here i decided to cut it at my favorite part because reasons, I tried sending the video through messages but the only thing you could send is photos for the time so sad noises there.

here's a mini part, I filter it so we can all see better and enjoy it!

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i desperately wanted you guys to see it when I first got the video but Tumblr is unable to send videos through messages yet, sooo yeah...

pray to Tumblr that it doesn't get flagged!

if it does ehhhh ;w;

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New Year's Dinner

Kim Sohee x Male Reader (+3 more guys)

Tags: (lots of) anal, birthday, bubble butt, business meeting, cuckolding, dinner, double anal, (lots of) double penetration double vaginal, (lots of) facefucking, gangbang, hotwife, spanish, (a little) triple penetration/triple anal.

Happy Sohee Day and a Happy New Year

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Since leaving the public eye some months ago, Sohee has kept a very low profile, sharing very little of her life with her fiancé and likely future husband. It's the last day of the year, which also happens to be her birthday, and she's with him preparing the new year's dinner.

Sohee's fiancé invited you to the dinner, as you were his most trusted friend from work, while also bringing a pair of Spanish businessmen, Ramon and Toni, to sign more deals for his company. "Happy birthday, Sohee; the food is delicious," you told her. "Thank you," she answered. Sohee is always happy to see you; in fact, she probably likes you more than her own fiancé, but he's got the money, and you don't.

"Would you like some coffee?" Sohee asks Toni. "Sí," he answers, and she's able to understand Spanish, serving him a cup of coffee. As Sohee bends over to serve him, you notice that she's not wearing any panties under her dress, and a white liquid is covering the entrance of her asshole.

You move your head to take a glimpse at Sohee's fantastic backside while making sure neither she nor her fiancé notice it, as you quickly talk some business with Ramon and Sohee's boyfriend.

But you weren't the only pervert in that room, far from it. Ramon also notices Sohee is wearing nothing under her shirt and attempts to touch her pussy, making her let out a small moan.

"Are you ok, baby?" her fiancé notices. "Yes, I'm fine," Sohee answers as she blushes a little. "I'll go to the kitchen and get some other stuff for you; the main course is almost ready," she says as Ramon keeps touching her under her skirt and gives her fat ass a big stare when she leaves. Luckily for him, her fiancé is too distracted with you and Toni talking to him.

"Tu novia tiene un culo muy grande," Ramon says to Sohee's fiancé. Lucky for him, he can't understand Spanish, but you can and give him a big smile. From your past times with Sohee, you know it doesn't take long for her ass to become the center of attention of any dudes conversations, but watching it time after time always makes you laugh.

"What did you say?" her fiancé asks Ramon. "This coffee is great; you're lucky to have a wife like Sohee," he answers. "Well, she's not my wife yet," the fiancé replies.

You leave the table and move towards the kitchen to check on Sohee. The first thing you're greeted with is her bending her fat ass as she checks the oven. "Do you need some help?" you ask her. "Sure, take those to the table," she replies, giving you some cutlery.

But your clumsy self strikes again, and you drop them on the floor. Well, not really; little does she know you did that on purpose so she could bend her ass again and give you a perfect view of that big butt that has hypnotized you since her idol days, and when Sohee faces you again, you make your move.

"HUH?" Sohee gasps, very confused, as you pull your cock out of your pants. Still as big as the last time she saw it many months ago when she was still dancing on music show stages. "What are you doing? Did you forget I'm not single anymore?" she tells you, baffled. "Yeah, I know, but he's not seeing it. I really miss you, Sohee, it's the last day of the year and your birthday too, and that's my gift to you," you say.

"That's very inappropriate; you're my fiancé's best friend," Sohee says to you. "Well, I saw that cum in your ass already; I can tell he already delivered such a good birthday gift you couldn't even bother to put your panties back on and flaunted it as a trophy. Don't fool me, Sohee, you're still the same bubble butt anal slut of your idol days," you say to her.

Sohee hesitates at first, but finally caves and pushes her head towards your shaft. Well, just like you missed her big butt, she missed your thick cock too, rolling her eyes and savoring it as if it was the first time she sucked it. it was maybe the 50th or so but it still tasted brand new to her.

"Good girl, that's it, take your birthday gift," you say to Sohee as she bobs her head on your pole and soon gets sloppy like she always does. Quickly you grab her head and start fucking her pretty face too. "I missed using this fucking mouth so much, oh fuck," you say as soon as she gags on your cock for the first time in a while. "Worship my fucking balls, you slut," you say to her as Sohee soon starts massaging them.

"Oh yeah, perfect," you say as Sohee gives you a big smile. A harder facefuck follows, your cock getting pushed deep in her mouth, and as she gags again, many bubbles come out of her mouth. "Holy shit, nobody sucks that cock better than you," you praise her, letting Sohee choke herself full of cock as she keeps deepthroating and bobbing her head on it, getting sloppier at each turn.

Sohee is already cock-drunk and ready for another round of crazy sucking until she hears some footsteps, and another guy appears to the side of you.

"OH MY GOD!" WHAT IS HAPPENING?" a surprised Sohee asks when Toni also pulls his cock out of his pants. "Did you plan this?" Sohee asks you. "Maybe," you say to her.

Sohee takes Toni's cock in her mouth as you watch her suck his soul the same way she did to you. She jerks your shaft off, never losing sight of it, and then takes turns sucking one guy and masturbating the other, getting increasingly fast. "Oh yes, baby," both of you say as Sohee makes a sloppy mess of both your cocks.

"You like the way I suck these two cocks while my fiancé is alone at the table?" a naughty Sohee asks as she sticks her tongue out. It turns out she loves being a slutty cheater. Who would have guessed?

Sohee keeps taking turns sucking you and Toni's cocks, moving further down to give their balls some extra love. "Oh, I love sucking those dicks like that," she says as more bubbles come out of her mouth and she keeps gags on them. "Oh, I'm fucking suffocating on these cocks," she says. She deepthroats you, and saliva runs down her chin. "That feels so fucking good," she says.

Unfortunately, the noises she was fearing finally came out of the dining room. "Sohee, where is the dinner?" her fiance says it loud and she hears it. Quickly trying to pretend what she just did never happened, Sohee collects herself, lowering her skirt as her fat ass is way to exposed. She rushes in the direction of the oven only to find out that the turkey she had prepared had been burned as she got too distracted sucking a different kind of meat.

"I'm sorry, but the dinner is facing some issues," Sohee says. But her fiancé already knows as he can feel the burnt smell slowly creeping into the room. "It's fine; we're going to have a different kind of dinner tonight," he says.

"What do you mean?" Sohee asks. "Get on the table; you'll be tonight's dinner. we're gonna celebate your birthday and a happy 2025 with a bang, Sohee," he says. "What are you talking about?" Sohee keeps asking. "What do you think I invited all of them tonight?" her fiance rhetorically asks.

Sohee feels a bit upset that you guys were playing with her. But she never passes on an opportunity to get banged by multiple dudes since the first time she became a sensation due to her big butt and got to do it. She quickly lifts her skirt up, showing off her best asset completely uncovered and climbing on the top of the table.

"This is crazy," Sohee says, but her husband quickly puts a stop to it. "Stop playing dumb; this is exactly what you wanted, you fucking slut. You told me yesterday your birthday wish was a gangbang, and I knew you meant it," he continues, spanking her fat ass.

Ramon and Toni are already smelling blood as they start pinching Sohee's meaty pussy. You just watch, with a big smile on her face. In the end, things always come full circle. Regardless of her retirement, Sohee will always be that bubble butt slut that will be forever remembered, and tonight is the perfect time for her to show it.

Sohee gets spit-roasted like a turkey, as it doesn't take long for her fiancé to shove his cock in her pussy while Toni and Ramon shut her mouth at the same time. She moans and pleases their cocks while you watch Sohee morph into the big slut she's always been, getting her face fucked and pussy pounded. Soon you join them as you three take turns fucking her face. "Keep sucking that cock," you tell her as each guy gives her throat violent poundings while her fiancé is now the one watching it.

The four dudes encircle Sohee as she moves from cock to cock. Her mouth and hands are always full as she makes sure to give all of them the needed attention. More facefucking comes while some guys also slap their cocks in her face. "Open your mouth, take those cocks; you like that?" you command Sohee as your turn to fuck her face arrives. You also pinch her covered tits for good measure.

You guys rip Sohee's clothes off her hot body in a matter of seconds while also getting yourselves completely naked. Her pretty face is already a mess full of saliva after so much choking on your big cocks. Toni spins her, and each guy tries to reach and hit her ass when it's facing them.

Toni sends Sohee's face in the direction of her fiancé's cock while inserting his in her pussy. She lets out a little scream, getting caught by surprise but already knowing what's going to happen to her in that room: she's going to get passed around like a hot potato. Toni lifts her left leg while her fiancé grabs her arms and fucks her face, giving her an acrobatic spit-roasting while you just watch and jerk your cock off to the scene alongside Ramon.

Sohee gets spun around as her fiancé lets you take a turn on her next. Toni grabs her head and shoves his cock in her face as her belly now faces upward and her lower body is wide open for you to take it. And you don't disappoint, lifting her body and pounding her pussy while Toni makes Sohee choke on his cock, her fiancé laughing in the background as Sohee gets freely used by both your cocks.

"AHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHHH, YEAHHHH." Sohee screams as you soon switch to fucking her fat ass while Toni keeps pounding her throat balls deep. All her fiancé does is laugh. Sohee lets out another scream as Toni grabs her and puts her body right on Ramon's lap, and soon he shoves his cock in her ass.

But things didn't stop there as Toni quickly flipped around and put his cock in Sohee's pussy. "Oh fuck, straight to the fucking DP?" Sohee says as both spaniard cocks stuff her at the same time. "Me gusta demasiado ser follada por grandes pollas españolas," she follows it up with some spanish.7

"Put that fucking cock close to her mouth," Sohee tells you as she already goes airtight, and you pound her throat like crazy. "FUCK THOSE HOLES, USE ME LIKE A SLUT, FASTER, FASTER," she commands as soon as your cock slightly slips out of her mouth. Ramon and Toni act like a perfect duo, using Sohee's ass and pussy to perfection. Her fiancé follows suit as he takes Toni's place in her pussy. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK." Sohee tries to scream but your cock muffles her mouth.

You enjoy watching Sohee scream as she gets stuffed like a holiday dinner, putting your balls in her face and making her lick it while she gets relentlessly pounded on both her holes. You slap your cok in her face, and she reaches to massage your butthole from behind. "GIVE ME ALL THOSE COCKS," she keeps commanding. "You mean like that?" her fiance asks, choking her and pounding her pussy even harder. "YES, LIKE THAT," she answers.

"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, FUCK, PUT THOSE FUCKING COCKS IN ME," Sohee screams. You finally get your turn in her pussy as Ramon is more than happy to keep proving the anal anchor role in the DP for a little longer. Sohee puts her legs up and spreads them, welcoming your meat in her pussy. "Ah yeah, you guys want to stuff me so bad," Sohee says as you stretch her pussy out and slap and grope her tits, her fiancé staring at her hot body getting used and choking her.

"AHHHH, HARDER, HARDER," Sohee keeps demanding as she seems unfazed by the crazy DP that she's taking, truly a top-notch slut. "YES, CHOKE ME LIKE ABTICH," Sohee says as she jerks her fiancé's dick. As Ramon takes a little break from Sohee's loosened-up asshole and rubs his cock in her fat buttcheeks, you seize the opportunity and take his place inside her butthole. "YES, YES, FUCK MY ASS," Sohee says.

The traffic of cocks around Sohee's fuckhole is like rush hour on a congested highway. Too many cocks for too little space. Each guy just instinctively fitting his cock in the first hole that comes open, no matter if it is her ass, pussy, or mouth. "AHHHHH FUCK," she screams as both you and Ramon get in her ass at the same time, but Toni is quickly there to shut her mouth, and her fiancé comes in to insert just a little of his cock in her pussy, meaning Sohee experiences an airtight triple penetration even if for just a little.

You guys reset things up for another round as you sit on the couch, and Sohee immediately goes in your direction, impaling her pussy on your dick. "GIVE ME ALL THOSE COCKS," she commands and quickly gets, getting swarmed in just a couple seconds as her fiancé penetrates her ass and Toni and Ramon stuff her mouth balls deep.

"OH FUCK, THAT'S IT. OH MY GOD USE MY ASS," Sohee screams really loud as her fiance gives her butthole crazy angry thrusts, maybe he doesn't like having her getting passed around by all those guys that much and is punishing her. You seize the opportunity and pump up Sohee's push as her body gets thrown hard into yours and the couch. You spread her ass and anchor another DP as Sohee gets her butthole stretched out by Ramon while Toni fucks her face. "AH FUCK," she screams again as they pound her fat ass at full speed and then take turns feeding it for Sohee to taste as she remains airtight at all moments.

You and Ramon switch positions and give Sohee the perfect airtight DP, so much so that her fiancé starts filming it as you grab her waist and pound Sohee's big fat butt, Ramon thrusts into her pussy, and Toni fucks her face, all three cocks working in perfect sync and using her like the perfect big butt slut she is. "FUCKKKKKK, YES, YES, YES, PUT THOSE COCKS IN MY HOLES," she screams. I LOVE IT," she screams, getting messier ad messier while you let her fiance pound her ass too.

The DP continues for a few more minutes as Sohee gets passed around like a hot potato, you, her fiancé, and Toni happily taking turns between her ass and her mouth while Ramon just chills at the bottom, fucking her pussy. The truth is there is no better position than cowgirl to stuff Sohee, as her fat ass stands out amidst all those cocks fighting to penetrate her naughty fuckholes while she gets drilled hard, her butt spanked until her flesh pops out, her face completely wasted and sweaty as your cocks can't stop using it like an onahole. "AH, AH, AH, AH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," Sohee screams each time a cock is out of her mouth. She keeps with this tune until you surprise her with a sudden move.

"AHHHH, TWO COCKS IN MY PUSSY?" Sohee exclaims, and indeed she's right, as both you and Ramon now stretch her cunt together. "Hopefully," you say, spanking her ass as her pussy. "OH FUCK, YEAH, TWO COCKS IN MY FUCKING PUSSY, THAT'S SO GOOD, FUCK YES, USE THAT FUCKING PUSSY," she says as she chokes on Toni's cock while both you and Ramon stretch her cunt to the fullest, you adding a thumb to her asshole, spoiling your next move.

Sohee sits in her fiancé's lap as she moves her head from side to side, taking turns stuffing her mouth with Toni and Ramon's cocks. Meanwhile, you stay behind her stuffing her fat ass. "AHHHH FUCKKK," she screams as she knows no one fucks that big ass better than you do in that position, using her butthole to please yourself in the most animalesque way possible.

"OH, THAT'S DEEP," Sohee screams as you sodomize her like crazy. "STUFF THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE," she keeps demanding, you taking it hard while her fiancé pumps her pussy. "AHHHHH, FUCKKK, AHHHHH, AHHHH, OH MY GOD," she keeps screaming as her butthole gets loosed up.

FUCKKKKK, TWO FUCKING COCKS IN MY PUSSY AGAIN," Sohee celebrates as Toni takes your place and stuffs her from behind right in her pussy while she savors the taste of her asshole from your cock. He then switches to her ass and pounds Sohee hard, making her scream and spanking it. "Taste it, bitch," he says.

Toni gives his cock to Sohee for her to taste while Ramon fucks her ass. "YES, THERE YOU GO, THERE YOU GO," she screams. You spank her tits while her fiancé covers her face, allowing you to get around and stick your cock back in Sohee's cunt. "YES, YES, USE ALL MY FUCKING HOLES," she commands as she receives a sideways DP from you and Ramon. "She can take it anywhere," her fiancé says.

"What are you saying?" Sohee's fiancé pokers her as Toni stuffs his cock in her mouth, balls deep, and puts her airtight again. "FUCK ME HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER," Sohee screams as soon as her mouth is uncovered. "You want to ride all of us one by one?" Toni asks her as Sohee agrees to jump on his cock.

Toni grabs Sohee's body and fucks her pussy. "Oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck," she repeatedly says as he hammers his cock upwards in her cunt, Sohee masturbating herself to cope with the heat. "AHHHHHHHHHH YEAH," she screams as he keeps going. "Next cock," Toni says, giving her ass a little tap as Sohee moves to you and you pound her pussy in a similar manner. "AHHHH, YES, YES, YES," she says. "Next guy," Ramon says, as it's his turn, putting Sohee a little sideways and pounding her pussy. "Use your feet and jerk his cock off," he orders as he switches to her ass while she performs a footjob on her fiancé. Finally, her fiancé shoves his cock in her ass and pounds her to oblivion.

"Go, go, go, keep going," the guys cheer on Sohee as her fat ass gets destroyed. "OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, AHHHHHH," Sohee screams as she gets drilled hard. "Can you do it, slut?" Ramon asks. "Turn around; I'm going to fuck your pussy," Ramon says as Sohee gets back to his cock, and he spanks her ass while pounding her stretched-out cunt. But he doesn't get back to you as her fiancé comes in and stuffs her ass alongside him.

"Turn around," you tell Sohee as your turn comes, upset that he had to wait a little bit more. You put her in a full nelson and pound her asshole at full speed, Sohee smiling. "Oh fuck, I like that; stretch that fucking ass, yes, hit your fucking balls in my pussy like that," Sohee begs.

"You wanna put your cock in there? I want your cock in there too," Sohee tells Toni as he domes in and delivers a second dick in her ass. "Oh yeah, you want it in my ass?" Sohee asks, very excited, as you anchor her in the DP, and Toni pounds her asshole hard.

"DON'T FUCKING STOP, TWO FUCKING COCKS IN MY ASS, AHHHHH, I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM," Sohee screams as she gets pumped hard. You and Toni reach your hands into her pussy and start building her juices up until she explodes in a squirting fountain. "Come for us, bitch; there you go," you say as she squirts.

"YOU GUYS ARE SO DEEP IN MY FUCKING HOLES, AHHHHH," Sohee screams again as her fiancé and Ramon now take turns fucking her ass and pounding her, pressing her body to the couch, her fiancé extremely jealous and wanting to split her in half. "OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," she keeps screaming. Toni is next as he takes her sideways in her ass, making her tits bounce hard as he drills her like an animal.

Sohee keeps getting passed around, landing with her head on the ground as you pound her ass in a pile driver position. "Open that ass, show me your fucking hole," you say. Sohee is a screaming mess as you toy with her, switching between her ass and pussy. One guy pulls out; another comes in as the pile-driving assfucking keeps going for many minutes. Sohee can't even think straight at this moment, as she's the best birthday gift she could get. "Squirt for us again, slut," you demand of her.

"Let me take you up," Ramon brings Sohee back on her feet only to quickly lift her in the air and insert his cock in her pussy again. You come from behind and stuff her in the ass, giving Sohee a standing DP. "Oh my God," Sohee moans as she's about to get double stuffed again. "You take it so fucking well," Ramon says as she bounces on both cocks, you also groping her tits. "Put it in that fucking hole right there," she demands as she gets carried in the air and rides both cocks like a pro.

"Vamos a follar a esta puta hasta que no pueda caminar," Toni tells Ramon as the Spaniard duo now shares Sohee, her back at the lifted spit-roasting position at the very beginning of the gangbang, Ramon drilling her ass while Toni drills her face. Once they are done, Toni brings Sohee back to the couch. "Put your ass up," he demands. Sohee obliges as she keeps screaming like a whore, her fat ass once again in prime position for more drilling.

"Hey guys, let's fuck that ass a little more," you tell. "You want to fuck it right there?" Sohee asks as she fists her butthole, loosening it up further for more anal bombardment. You try to stick your cock and double-stuff her ass alongside her fist, but it's so deep you have to settle for her pussy. Sohee then opens her ass, and you fuck her, gaping her hard as you mount on top of her and hit her balls deep in the ass. "AHHHH OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, THAT'S DEEP," Sohee screams.

The other guys follow suit as they take turns fucking Sohee's ass. She can't even walk at this point, her hair completely messed as she gets drilled nonstop. "There you go, fuck yeah, AHHHHHH," Sohee moans. The guys spit on her butthole, play, and take their cocks in and out of it, drill it hard, spit roast her, fuck her face, and do anything they can to use Sohee's sexy, slutty body, and especially her fat bubble butt, they do.

The guys keep taking turns fucking Sohee on all fours, spanking her ass hard, and switching between her throbbing cunt and her used-up asshole. She's on the verge of collapsing, but you guys don't stop. You make Sohee rim your asshole as Ramon sticks it in her pussy and Toni comes in from behind for a sideways DP this time. "OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK YES, RIGHT THERE," Sohee screams as the two Spaniards double-stuff her, and you impale her mouth with your sword, her husband now just watching as she gets used like a fuckdoll.

"We need to try one last thing with this bitch," you tell both Toni and Ramon. Sohee gets on all fours on the couch, and the cocks start coming in. First Ramon, then Toni, then yours, and soon, she announces.

"OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH MY GOD, OHHHHH," Sohee screams endlessly. "What's going on?" you ask her. "I'VE GOT THREE COCKS IN MY ASS," she says as your cock, Ramon's, and Toni's fight for the very little space in Sohee's ass.

"Let's try again," you say as you guys reorganize yourselves to fit your cocks deeper in Sohee's ass. "OH MY GOD, OH, MY GOD, OH MY GOD," she goes back to screaming as she gets triple penetrated. If there is one fat ass worth of having three big cocks stretching it out, it has to be Sohee's. "OH FUCK, OH FUCK, THREEE FUCKING COCKS IN MY ASS AGAIN," she tries to scream, but this time her fiancé is there to cover her mouth.

All guys fuck. Sohee's face hard following the triple stuffing, turning her into nothing but a cock whore. "Don't stop for a second," you say as her mouth once again becomes a cock repository. Sohee is completely out of breath, and you guys are also very close to draining your balls, as Ramon soon announces.

"Vamos a llenar a esta puta de semen," the Spaniard says as Sohee dives from cock to cock to have one final taste of those thick pricks. "Give me all that fucking cum, cover my face; I want this for my birthday," she begs. It doesn't take long for Sohee to get the first load, a big fat blast from her fiancé. "Give me more, give me more," she begs. Next is Ramon, as he glazes her eyes and the left side of her face, full of cum. "Yeah, get it in my fucking eyes," she says. Toni follows suit and surprises Sohee with a bullseye shot on the right side before you finish it off with a big blast right in the center of her face. "Happy birthday, Sohee, you bubble butt cumslut," you say to her, covering her face with your sperm just seconds before the clock strikes midnight and a new year starts.

"That was a wonderful dinner," Ramon says afterwards. Sohee agrees, so she makes a proposal. "Let's do it every month," she says. And indeed, the two Spaniards decided to make sure to make it happen, as they signed the contract with Sohee's fiancé company with a clause that read.

"He must let us gangbang his fiancée/future wife every month.".

Truly a contract inked with cum.

[minswriting]

pervert! spencer request!!! the two of them have to share a room for another case. spencer doesn't want to take another pair of panties since he almost got caught last time. he’s trying to be on his best behavior, he’s really trying. the two of them are talking and you say something innocent but it makes spencer almost bust in his pants; before he does, he goes to use the shower, and masterbates to the thought of you

maybe you call him something as a joke, “daddy”, “babe”, “sweet boy”, etc (you choose!! free will!! woo!!)

nsfw | mdni | perverted spencer reid x reader | definitely wrote this a bit differently but i think it’s hotter if he actually cums in his pants teehee

spencer was really trying his best not to be weird around you. it was hard, however, in more ways than one, simply because he was so very attracted to you. the numerous amount of times he had jerked off to the thought of you, the idea of you, that one time you wore a pencil skirt to work, and had even taken a pair of your panties when you both shared a hotel room at one point for a case.

and now, here you both were, back at a hotel, sharing a room. spencer was trying so hard not to be weird. he was sat on the bed, reading a file while you were in the shower. he tried so hard to pay attention, to try and work on the case a bit more before you both went to bed. however, his mind couldn’t help but think about you body and how wet it was under the shower head. how beautiful your curves were and how your hair was slicked back from the water. his cock was desperately hard.

so when you had gotten out of the shower and out of the bathroom in nothing more than a tank top that showed some of your cleavage and shorts that were just barely covering your butt, spencer knew tonight wasn’t going to be a normal night.

“still going over the case?” you asked as you had a towel in your hair, drying the excess water.

spencer licked his lips, looking up from the file to look at you. “i- uh- yeah,” he responded before looking back down. “trying to see if there’s anything we missed today.”

you nodded your head, putting the towel down before grabbing your hair brush to brush your hair. all while spencer tried his best not to stare at you. god, you were so hot. “i think that we should take the night to rest. if you overwork yourself, you won’t be able to function in the morning.” you exclaimed, taking a seat on the bed next to spencer.

spencer sighed. “you’re probably right,” he exclaimed, glancing at you. he knew it was a bad idea because now he could look directly down your shirt and his cock was most certainly aching. he needed some sort of relief.

you smirked. “of course i’m right. it’s never good to overwork yourself, spence.” you said, patting his shoulder. “now be a good boy and go take a shower.”

with that phrase alone, spencer was done for. he tensed, unable to help the ropes of cum that painted his underwear. he tried his best not to make a noise, to not give any indication that he just came in his pants from your words alone. and he hoped he was successful.

after a few moments of silence, spencer took a deep breath before nodding his head. “alright,” he croaked out. he was happy that his pants were dark so that when he stood up, you would not be able to see the wet patch that most certainly was seeping through his clothes. spencer grabbed his pajamas before rushing into the bathroom and starting the shower. and there, he absolutely jerked himself off over the thought of you calling him a good boy as you rode his cock.

and you? you were definitely aware of the effect you had on the boy genius.

[putiflowy]

⁎❈ Seong Gi-Hun (nsfw) alphabet ❈⁎

A... (Aftercare)

Gi-Hun is very caring and loving after sex. He doesn't mind that you are covered in sweat or need cleaning. He takes his time to relax after an intense session of sex with kisses, hugs and a lot affectionate words. He cares a lot about his performance, so he will ask things like "did you like it?" or "is there anything I can do to make it better next time?". Gi-Hun will listen carefully to what you have to say and will apply it next time you have sex with him.

B... (What is his favorite body part?)

If Gi-Hun had to chose one body part of yours it would probably be your ass. Whenever he gets the chance he will slap it or give it a firm squeeze. He loves to watch how your butt wiggles as you walk upstairs.

C... (Cum)

Gi-Hun loves to receive blowjobs and his favourite part about it is when your mouth is full of his cum. He enjoys seeing it drip from your lips or when you swallow it.

D... (Dirty secrets)

Despite its innocent appearance, Gi-Hun is a bit of a pervert and can't stop thinking about sex. Seeing you in his pajamas or with tight-fitting clothing is enough to drive him crazy. He will often ask you to have sex in public spaces and since you are a little freak too, you easily join him. There has been times where you have been caught, but that doesn't stop you from anything.

E... (Is he experienced?)

Seong Gi-Hun as the 50 year old man he is, he has had some previous experience. After all, he was a party animal in his teens. Then, he got married but it didn't end up very well. Since the Squid Games, he hasn't been very active sexually speaking... until he found you.

F... (His favourite sex position?)

Gi-Hun enjoys almost every sexual position. He likes to vary not only the positions, but also the locations. He enjoys a good missionary as he gets to see you face while he slams his cock inside you. Though, sometimes he will prefer for you to be on top, riding his cock.

G... (How good is he?)

Gi-Hun cares so much about your pleasure he will dedicate a lot of time just for you to be extremly aroused. So, yeah, he is pretty good.

H... (Hair)

Gi-Hun isn't a particularly hairy man. He has some black hair in his pubic area and other parts.

I... (Intimacy)

Gi-hun loves to moan your name out loud and hold your hand while you're giving him a blowjob. He is the type of guy who gives passionate kisses as he penetrates you.

J... (Jacking off)

Gi-Hun often watches amateur porn to learn new things to try with you. He also loves to jack off to the nudes you send him. There was one time you caught him masturbating to one of your sexy videos. To make the fantasy real, you decided to recreate it and give him a live version of the video.

K... (Any kinks)

Gi-Hun has a huge ass colection of sex toys, for both of you. His online shopping cart is always full of different toys (dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, penis rings...). When you receive a new package from the postman you always ask him "what's this?" to which Gi-Hun always answers "I think you might like it... wanna try?".

L... (Locations)

From time to time, Gi-hun loves to have sex in public spaces. If you go shopping with him, in no time you'll be getting undressed in the fitting room. He also loves to fuck you in bathrooms and in his car. Despite loving to fuck in semi-public spaces, this isn't always possible. Gi-Hun also likes to have sex in the bedroom, the kitchen or in the shower.

M... (Motivation)

It's very easy to get him turned on. He doesn't need any ostentatious lingerie. His old pajamas are enough to make him horny. He also loves it when you take the initiative.

N... (NO)

Gi-Hun is not the type of guy who is into choking, bondage or any sort of thing that could hurt you. To show you how vanilla he is, the most BDSM thing he enjoys is slapping your butt (softly). If he does hurt you while doing so, the aftercare will involve massages, food, reassuring words and other sorts of princess treatments.

O... (Oral)

Gi-Hun loves to eat you out. He is the kind of guy that will take his time until you cum for him.

P... (What pace does he go at?)

The pace depends on what you want. If you want him to go faster, he will keep up the pace until his legs start shaking. If you want him to go slowly, he will do it in the most romantic way you've ever seen. When you don't tell him anything he will try to read your needs and adapt the pace.

Q... (Opinions on quickies?)

He likes them. Mostly when you are fucking in a fitting room or in another semi-public space. However, when you are in his place, he takes his time to satisfy you.

R... (Does he take risks?)

Gi-Hun likes the risk of fucking in a semi-public space. Once, he tried to go wilder and have sex in the park... but you got caught. He remembers that day with a lot of shame. Now he tries to be more careful and find and empty parking spot or a fitting room that has enough privacy.

S... (Stamina)

He can last a lot of time in bed as long as he is playing with you. Once he cums, he needs some time to recover.

T... (Is he into toys?)

Yes! He uses them all of the time.

U... (Is he unfair?)

He loves teasing you. He will caress all the places around your parts just to get you even hornier. He does the same with the toys and you have to beg for him to use them.

V... (Volume)

Gi-Hun is a very LOUD man. When you are all alone he won't have any control over himself. You don't mind this as his yelps of pleasure are one of the sexiest things you have ever heard.

W... (Wild card)

Gi-Hun loves to tease you by sending nudes. He has learnt a lot of sexy ways to take photos from Pinterest. He puts special care with the lightning, what he's wearing, the filters and most importantly, the angles.

X... (X-ray)

His dick is quite average, but enough to give you pleasure.

Y... (Yearning)

Since he met you, his sex drive has been wild. He masturbates a lot thinking about you. He understands that you might not be in the mood everyday and enjoys a good cuddling session just as much as sex.

Z... (Zzz...)

It takes no time for this man to fall asleep on your chest after he is done.

I'm writing one with In-Ho... stay tuned!

[nocturn-warrior]

Like poppies with seed

Feyd Rautha x reader

Rating: smut, smut, smuuuuttt

Warnings: pregnancy sex, lactation kink, detailed descriptions of body parts, Feyd calling reader his breeding cow, Feyd being extra horny for reader's body. Heavy, heavyyy pregnancy kink.

Summary: Feyd is more than proud in show you off while carrying his child.

@austinbutlerslovers @valeskafics

In the last months of your pregnancy, you are sore. Your ankles are hurt, your back aches, subtle waves of sleep hit you and all you want to do is snuggle in your bed, waiting for Feyd to come back from his duties.

He doesn't allow you to roam around the palace without his company. It sounded frustrating but necessary. You called atention everywhere you go and Feyd couldn't bear anybody looking at you for so much time.

Specially his uncle; he knew how the baron's mind was, and radiant as you looked, he wouldn't hesitate in use you for his own pleasures. The very thought enraged Feyd deeply. You were his and his alone.

That was the reason he made sure to keep you by his side: to claim you as his. To show every single person in Giede Prime who bred you so nicely, and who you belonged to. He had a cocky grin in his face everytime you went out in public.

Night has come and it is almost dinner time. After taking a warm bath, you admire your form in front of the mirror that covers half of the wall.

Caressing your bump, you think about Feyd and how he enjoys kissing your belly, knowing his child is developting in there. It's a repent change in his behavior, but Feyd became sweeter with you.

Sweeter like the male of a feline species protecting his female from others that could possibly take her, but it was still sweeter than the Feyd you knew, that would barely show his emotions unless they were adrenaline in a sword fight or that devilish grin when he urged for sex.

Laid on your bed was the dress he chose for that night. A long and extremely form fitting grey dress with long sleeves. For a while you doubted that piece of cloth would fit your pregnant body, but the fabric stretched perfectly to your size and was comfortable as well.

It puts in evidence your swollen breasts that doubled, maybe tripled in size; your huge bump; your luscious hips; your butt and your pussy. This last one made you a little bit embarassed. Sometimes it seems like Feyd in fact likes when people stare at you, as if he wanted to show you like a trophy.

After combing your hair, you wait for the knocking on the door indicating you should leave your chambers and meet Feyd. Usually he is busy with his duties until dinner, so a female servant leads you to one of the enormous hallways connected to the dinning room.

Today it wasn't different. When you heard the knocking, you opened the wide doors and the pale bald lady was bowing at you in reverence before guiding you.

You walk with a certain dificulty through those dark corridors, almost panting. The servant asks if you are feeling alright and you smile in ressurance, arching your back.

In the end of the hallway the lights from the dinning room can be seen and project a familiar shadow standing still. Feyd waits for you with his arms behind his back, he is eager to see you in the dress he ordered for a tailor to produce.

Even from a far, the sight of you makes his cock tingle. You walk slowly, hips swaying from side to side. Heavy swollen breasts are full of milk and bouncing as you walk. And under your round belly, the outline of your pussy seems to send aphrodisiac energies towards Feyd. The lips are perfectly marked and urging to welcome Feyd's penis.

He can't contain an evident erection as you approach him, smiling sweetly with your doe eyes, hands folded in front of your body. His piercering gaze directs to the servant who understands he'll take care of your from that point.

The na-baron's expression changes into a smile, looking down at you. He settles his hand behind your back and slips it down to your butt, giving it a good squeeze and then an audible slap that echoes through the hallway. You gasp instantly, and Feyd delights at the sound biting his lips.

"You look extra hot this night. I wonder who chose this dress..."

The man comments ironically, placing back his hand behind your back and guiding you to the dinning room.

Entering, you see the Baron eat his enormous amount of food. Rabban is two chairs away from him, leaving them to Feyd and you. You can't handle sitting next to the Baron, specially when he is eating. The sounds he makes are disgusting and your guts are way more sensitive now. Feyd then pulls the chair for you in the other extremity of the large metal table. Five generals watch you enter and sit, their eyes are glued on your body.

Before accomodating himself, Feyd looks piercingly at everybody and specially Rabban, who have always been more a rival than a brother. The thought of showing you round with his child who is to be the heir of Harkonnen, putting in evidence who Baron Vladimir prefers, amuses Feyd although his uncle's aprovation means nothing.

He takes a seat by your side, he places one hand on thigh, softly kneading on it very closer to your core. You press your thighs together trying to ease the crescent wave of horniness inside your cunt. With his free hand he serves you your vegetable meal once you refuse to eat the undercooked meat the Harkonnens appreciate. You barely touch it though. In the last weeks, you've been feeling like your intestines are being compressed and the leak of apetite starts setting in.

Plus, Baron Vladimir looks at you mischievously while chewing on his food. You start to feel uncomfortable, and once Feyd finishes his meal, you poke him with your elbow indicating you are ready to go. The Baron doesn't allow a woman to speak at the dinner table.

Feyd obligues, guiding you through the hallways back to your chambers. He made sure to let you walk in front of him, so he could get a better view of your butt and hips swaying as you walked with dificulty. His cock was hard, he wanted to take you right on the hallway and sink his face into your cunt, tasting your sweet nectar. And on the other side, you could feel Feyd's gaze on you, his bird of prey-like eyes reached you like lazers and your pussy was starting to get wet.

Blasting the doors of your chambers open, you plop yourself on the bed, taking a deep sigh and making fun about your back pain. Feyd was not interested in it, his eyes were glued on your body, admiring how your full breasts were squashed against your bump like a shelf. You looked like a sort of fertility deity, that way. He wanted to attach his lips onto your nipples and drink your sweet milk while fucking you.

He takes off his boots and coat, the matress shiftin with his weight as he sits by your side.

"Stand up"

He orders.

"But Feyd, my back--"

"I said stand up. In front of me"

His tone is more serious now, and you do as he asked, standing up with dificulty and looking down at his sitting form, anxiously playing with your fingers. You knew that tone very well and horniness was taking over you.

Before asking anything else, Feyd looks at how your dress snuggles to every protuding part of your body, your braless nipples were hard, jutting agains it and he unconsciously leaves a soft moan before ordering:

"Take the dress off"

Immediatly you try to reach down towards the hem of your form-fitting dress, but the volume of the belly gets in the way, so Feyd, still in his position, leans forwards a bit to glide up the fabric until your hands could reach and you could do the work yourself.

Slowly your bare skin starts to show; your perfect pussy, your swollen belly, and your bouncing tits that jiggle deliciously when the snuggly fabric releases them. You throw the dress away, waitibg for his next commands

Feyd's cock is so erect it could rip off his trousers. The man spreads his legs a bit and pats his muscular thighs.

"Sit here"

You take a deep breath and do as Feyd said, he balances you on his thighs and rests his broad hands on both your hips. Slowly, he starts to massage the small of your back. His touch is firm yet gentle. Soft grunts leave your throat as he kneads on your skin. Feyd's eyes are glued on your face, fascinated by your relieved expressions. He feels your wetness dripping down on his trousers and wetting the fabric of it. If you are so turned on only by this, imagine when he actually fucks you?

The other hand skims from your hip up to your breasts. He tucks his hand in the space between your pregnant belly and your heavy tits, before lifting one them up and making it bounce on his hand. The sensitiveness of your sore breasts makes your nipples painfully hard to the point a little drop of milk starts to form and drips on your skin, gliding down the curve of your belly.

"Look at those breasts... so plump and full. I barely touched them and they are already leaking."

Feyd squeezes one of the breasts firmly, making you gasp in surprise and pleasure. It squirts milk right on his muscular chest, and the sight of the white liquid graciously running down like a tear amuses the man.

He can't contain the urge to suck your aureola full on his mouth. His plump lips quickly attach to your nipples, making your core ache in heat. Feyd moans as he chuggs on your milk voraciously, and you unconsciously start to rut against his thigh in order to ease the state of overstimulation you've been put on by your husband.

You rest your arms on both his shoulders as he delights on the fluid. One of his hands glides down to cup the underside of your belly, massaging it. With the sensitiveness of your skin, his touch on the area makes you rut even more thrustfully against his muscular thigh as his feet are firm on the ground so you wouldn't lose balance.

You arche your back as you get off on his lap, the fabric of his trousers are completly soaked by your cum now. Feyd releases your breast with a loud pop and smirks mischievously at you, remainings of your white milk can be see in the creases of his black teeth.

"Look at the mess you've made on my lap. You are desperated, aren't you? You are desperated for my cock to penetrate this thigh pussy of yours. When this one is out, i will breed you over and over again."

He rasps, softly poking your swollen belly before he guides you to the center of the bed, all on fours. You feel heavy, your bump touches the sheets and your tits hang slightly.

Your husband zips down his trousers and underwear, revealing his huge pink cock which is so hard that reaches his bellybutton. Feyd moans, you feel the matress shifting with his weight as he kneals down, hands placed on your hips. He gives your ass a big slap and watches you squirm in overstimulation.

"Who is my breeding cow?"

He asks you, hand playing with the lips of your pussy.

"I am"

You babble, eyes shut and core aching for his cock. He smirks and slaps your butt again.

"Say it again. Tell me what you are. Tell me who got you pregnant"

His words make you moan before answering and Feyd waits with his hand ready to smack you again.

"I-i am your breeding cow. Feyd Rautha got me pregnant, and i belong to him. And i am ready to be bred as many times as he wants"

"Nice..."

Says Feyd before comming closer and slowly inserting his cock into your pussy, leaving you completly desmantled. You moan loudly with the thrust of his hips, breasts sagging and bumping against each other with his jostling movements.

The position is not one of the bests due to your body pulling you down, but you are too overstimulated and pleasured to move or ask Feyd for another position.

Though extremely horny for your body, Feyd doesn't want to hurt or make you uncomfortable while with child, so he lifts up your belly once you start to complain about the heft. Having the hands of your husband over your bump is an enormous turn on, and you are starting to cum again.

The thrusts get more and more fast, grunts of pleasure leave Feyd's mouth as your cunt makes loud squishy sounds with the in and out of his cock.

"I am comming..."

He lulls his head back, thrustring his large cock into your tight hole, both your faces are hot, sweating with the waves of pleasure that prologues the orgasm.

Soon, you feel Feyd's warm sees filling up your cunt and he growls loudly, a large amount of sperm oozes from your hole mixed with your own fluids, falling into the bed.

Panting, Feyd helps you to get out from your position, laying your back on the plush pillows. Your legs are spread, head fallen to the side as the frantic rise and fall of your lungs are visible.

Feyd stands up with his legs shaky and grabs a grey towel and rubs it on your core, wiping off the excess of sperm. He throws the towel away before covering you with the blanket and laying by your side, his broad hand rests on your belly as you lean closer to him, resting your head on his muscular arm.

With a shaky voice, you playfully say:

"Thank you for breeding me"

[vnards]

NSFW MAFIA!AU SNIPPET

Ghost pushes Johnny against the wall, all teeth. “You never know how to listen.” Ghost made his way down the scot’s neck, biting a bit more than necessary.

It didn’t matter. Johnny loved it.

“Aye did what aye did.” One of ghost’s gloved hands come up and cover Johnny’s throat.

“Shut up,”

A quick flash of a hand strikes against Johnny’s face. “Only words I want to be hearing from you is ‘yes’ and ‘sir’, are we clear?” Johnny hesitated with a smirk, but Ghost wasn’t having it. Another slap to his other cheek, “I said are we clear?” He rumbled.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good,” Ghost didn’t let up on the grip in his hair, “Now, Get on your knees and suck my dick.” He shoved Soap to his knees.

The Scot was still muttering curses as he begrudgedly started to undo his pants. Ghost was pissed, annoyed that a situation like that could even happen with him around. He needed to let a load off before he can even address having you down the hallway.

Another pair of hands wrap around Ghost's torso, the silky voice like a devil on his shoulder, “Do you need any help punishing Johnny boy?” Kyle teased.

Gears began to turn in Ghost's head. Johnny reveals his member as his pants slide down his hips. He has always been a considerable size, but there were never any complaints about it.

“I think Johnny does need to be taught to listen. You hear that, boy? Kyle is gonna help me tonight.” He punctuates his sentence by gripping his mohawk tighter.

Johnny pointedly ignores him as he gives him a few strokes before putting him in his mouth. Regardless how angry Soap was, he could not deny how much he loved Simon's cock in his mouth. He worked his way up and down his shaft, eager to take him all the way down his throat as an apology.

Ghost groans in pleasure as Kyle’s wandering hands continue downwards. He watches Kyle slide down to his knees next to Johnny who's eyes were already tearing up. The portrait the both of them make; on their knees, looking up at Ghost as the absolute unit that he is. Johnny's anger melts away as he sinks on his cock.

Adjusting his grip once more, Ghost begins to move his hips, shoving his dick further down his throat. “Take it.” He grits.

And Johnny's such a good boy.

Ghost uses his leverage against Johnny, using his throat roughly. Kyle's voice is teasing, almost sinister. “Johnny boy is just a little confused on who's in charge.”

Ghost hums in agreement, He leans his hand out, rubbing Kyle's cheek, “Why don't you help him out, Kyle?”

Kyle smiles, “Gladly.” He goes for his heavy balls, licking between them before sucking one into his mouth. Ghost's mood was increasingly getting better.

He throws his head back in pleasure, getting lost in the sensation of being serviced. Fantasies of you come forward, something that's been happening since he first met you. One your knees with the boys. He imagined your hand would be soft and gentle. Did you even know how to please a man? Ghost will teach you, he promised.

As the boys make quick work of his cock, all shiny with spit and standing to attention, Ghost starts getting impatient. Luckily, Kyle, the good boy he is, was already fingering his hole for Ghost to use. Another groan came from the boogeyman, “Such a good boy, Kyle. Knowing you're about to get fucked.” He thrusts in Johnny's throat particularly deep as he punctuates his sentence.

Johnny looked up at him with those baby blue eyes, silently pleading with him. “No,” Ghost states simply, “Bad boys don't get to get fucked.” He takes him off his cock, keeping him from diving back on. Johnny eventually listens.

Kyle undresses, always a tease as his curves always caught the eye of every passerby. His bubble butt so firm and supple. Ghost doesn't admit it often, but he loves Kyle's ass. He gives himself a few strokes as Kyle continues his show.

Still on his knees, Johnny kept trying to gain Ghost's attention. Ghost catches Soap's eye and he scolds him, “You could've gotten more than her hurt, Johnny.” Johnny's puppy dog eyes were not going to work today, “You can't be getting sloppy out there like you did tonight.”

Getting too close to being vulnerable, Ghost closes off, going back behind the mask he uses to stay seperated. Johnny knew there’d be no talking him out of this.

“Bend over, Kyle.” He does as he’s told, just like always. Ghost come up behind him and lines himself against his hole. He slips himself in and they both groan at the sensation.

Kyle never complained about his size, convincing Ghost he liked the burning stretch. Ghost pushed until their hips connected. Kyle starts to pant, “God, Simon, I-"

Ghost pulls back just to shove himself forward again, pressing Kyle's face into the wall. “Shut up.” Ghost was very demanding tonight, “Only thing I want to hear from you is permission to cum.”

Ghost starts up a brutal pace, focusing only on his pleasure after the shit night they had. Kyle bounces between the wall and a hard place, biting his lip to keep some of the noises down. You were only on the other side of the house after all. Ghost didn't care. His grunts and growls were only low enough for the party to hear him. Johnny was still on his knees, watching Kyle get fucked the way he loves being fucked.

His thrusts became heavier as he spoke, “God damn stubborn assholes you lot are.” The boogeyman found his grip on Kyle's hips and was able to fuck deeper into him. Kyle's pitch changed, an edge of a whine starting.

“That's it, boy, make those pretty noises for me.” The bulked man leaned his head back to bask in taking pleasure, bottoming out with heavy strokes as his ball draw closer and closer up.

“G-Ghost, sir…may I cum?”

Ghost decided to be mean, “No.” He whimpered. “Not until I do.”

That's when Ghost felt an extra pair of hands cupping his balls as they swung against Kyle's ass. Ghost grunted in surprise, the sensation doing nothing but driving his hips harder.

“I-I can't. I-" Kyle blubbered.

“Hold,” He commanded. He was close. He continued to pound away at Kyle's hole when he suddenly feels a finger slip into his own hole. “A-Ah!” It catches him by surprise, drawing his balls up and unloading into the smaller man.

Finally, Kyle was able to cum and he shivered and shuddered against Ghost's arms, his own cock spewing cum. Kyle's head lolled as he basked in the pleasure of his orgasm.

Spurting out a few more times, Ghost moves his hips absently, trying to cum as deep as he can. It satiates a deeper feeling in him, to mark them all. He wishes you'd let him mark you.

It took a few more moments for his breath to even, but he notices the very well known noise of Johnny stroking his cock. Ghost looks and sees the art Johnny makes.

He situated himself under Kyle, leaning back against the wall with Kyle's cum covering his bare chest and a few strings on his chin. Johnny is too blissed in pleasure to feel bad for stroking his needy cock, his pulsing need hot and ready.

Johnny makes eye contact with Ghost and that seems to be the thing that tips him over, his cock pulsing out strings of cum that land in tandem with Kyle's.

Johnny's orgasms are always a wonder to watch, his mouth agape and forehead creased. He was doing a great job keeping eye contact until they started rolling, the ends of his orgasm striking him with pleasure. The dazed glint afterward was always Ghost's favorite.

He allows a few more moments, feeling a bit winded himself, “You both need showers.” A chorus of moans started, “You're not going to see her covered in cum, Johnny.”

“But what if she likes it?” Ghost could hear his smirk.

“Johnny.”

“Yes, sir.”

Kyle helps Johnny to his feet and they give each other small kisses. Kyle takes in Johnny's tablaeu, “'s kinda hot.” He mutters.

Johnny turns over his shoulder, “told ye.”

Ghost ignored him and headed towards his own room in the safehouse. He was already pulling off his shirt as he stepped through the door. Now that he can think without his dick getting in the way, it was time to figure out what to actually do with you.

They couldn't kidnap you. Maybe. They shouldn't kidnap you.

But you couldn't go back to your every day. Not getting run up with them. As much as Ghost hates to admit it, you're a target right now and you need to protecting.

I can protect you.

It seemed to be settled in Ghost's mind. You're his pretty little doll, after all.

[bunnie-online]

── ⋆⋅lucifer nsfw alphabet⋅⋆ ──

warnings: 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI fem!reader, somnophilia mention, daddy kink mention, general horniness☝🏽😔

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

~♡• Luci's favorite form of aftercare is 100% physical affection, he'd wrap you in his arms and stroke your hair until you both fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

~♡• for him? his back/wings. he knows they're impressive and it feeds his ego to watch the reaction he gets when he unfurls them. for you? he's and ass man, no ifs, ands or butts (haha pls laugh) about it

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

~♡• he cums sooo hard, i'm talking shaking, eyes rolling back, wings flapping, etc. one time he came so hard that he accidently broke skin from biting you. (you liked it)

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

~♡• he'll never tell anyone but his long time partner but he's really into somnophillia, like receiving. he wants you to use him while he's sleeping, he'd love to wake up to his cock in your mouth.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

~♡• very much so, he kinda went on a broken hearted whore spree after him and Lilith broke up, something about filling a void left by a loved one by filling up someone else or whatever.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

~♡• doggy or reverse cowgirl, he's an ass man! any position that gets him a full view of your ass, he's down

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

~♡• c'mon, are we talking about the ducky man?! he's goofy for sure but if you're deep in a kinky scene or you need some soft lovin' he'll be serious

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

~♡• he's trimmed for sure, and yeah... the same gorgeous golden locks travel south, if ya catch my drift ;)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

~♡• he tries to be as light hearted as possible but if you're having a romantic romp, he's gonna be praising you with every thrust. stroking your cheek or your hair. just overall being so loving and attentive

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

~♡• if you two aren't living together, he's jacking off at least 3 times a week. he has a high drive but nothing compares to burying his cock inside you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

~♡• oh he has a ridiculous Daddy kink, argue with the wall lmao, he also loves some BDSM, and choking

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

~♡• at home, specifically the bedroom, that's the only thing that isn't outta the blue when fucking him, he likes to stick to the classics there

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

~♡• sitting on his lap, running your hands through his hair, oh and calling him Daddy is a sure fire way to let him know you need railed asap

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

~♡• he might have a Daddy kink but he doesn't fuck with ageplay

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

~♡• he definitely prefers giving and oh boy does he show it, he has you coming undone in three minuets flat most of the time. but he will happily lay back and let you suck him off, he loves seeing that pretty little face of yours full of his cock.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

~♡• honestly, it depends on the day, mostly he has rough thrusts will medium pace

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

~♡• eh not often, when he has you he wants to savor you. he's got to be desperate to cum to have a quickie

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

~♡• he's down to try almost anything once, he does have his limits though

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

~♡• he maxes out at 4 rounds, around 15-20 minuets for the first two rounds and 10 for the last two

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

~♡• he loves toys, the more the merrier. he loves to push you to the limit when he fucks you. he'll be pounding into you while holding a vibrator to your most sensitive parts, making you cum over and over again

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

~♡• oh he's a tease but he can't handle being teased. he'll tease you to tears but if you try to get him back he'd give up almost immediately

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

~♡• ooof my favorite question, he's loud. he moans and groans and whines. he's the type of man that moans "I'm gonna cum... oh.. oh fuck.. I'm cumming" or he'll just repeat "I'm cumming.. I'm cumming..!" when he's releasing inside of you. he does it in such a delectably whiny voice, he almost sounds pathetic... it's so sexy. (hi im bunnie and i have a wicked voice kink)

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

~♡• he's a hair puller, he loves grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking on it as hard has he can. he loves seeing your eyes instantly roll to the back of your skull.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

~♡• 7in length, 1.5 in girth and curves slightly upward

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

~♡• he's a pretty horny being, on a scale from 1-10 hes an 8.5

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

~♡• he tries his hardest to make sure you fall asleep before he does, he wants to provide proper aftercare, especially after those super long sessions. but there have been one or two times he's fallen asleep before you, which he goofily and thoroughly apologized for the next morning

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i've never done one of these before! that was sooo fun!

~bunnie

[mysicklove]

Sub! Tanjiro x Gn! Reader, cw: toy use, subspace, crying, dumbfication, tanjiro loses all coherent thoughts

A/N: this is unedited and absolutely filthy. this is really self indulgent too, so you know kinda extreme lol

"look at you, tanjiro, you're such a mess," you coo, looking at your lover who is shivering and humping the sheets for any source of stimulation. you've got him decorated with your favorite toys, and although he loves them, the feeling of them all on his body was driving him insane. his body was jolting in ways he has never felt before.

a vibrating cockring on his base paired with a small vibrator attached to the pink head of his cock. and of course his favorite toy, the vibrating butt plug, that always feels like its too big whenever you first ease it in. you couldn't tell if he was shaky due to the intense amounts of vibrations he is withstanding or from pleasure.

it was his idea to try them all at once. he wanted to show you that he can do more intense stuff and he isn't that breakable. but in this moment where he doesn't know if he wants to push back into the plug or thrust forward, looking for stimulation, he's at a loss.

but he has never felt so powerless. he is forced to succumb to the pleasures. any sort of thought or worry is leaving his brain, because in this moment all he can focus on is the vibrations. he loves it.

his legs look like they are about to give out in any minute, trembling like leafs. but still he sits pretty on his hands and knees for you, his back arched into the plug.

his head lays in your lap. he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face in between your clothed legs. for the first time, he is not blushing from the fact he is basically face to face with your sex.

he isn't focused on that, instead, he craves your warmth. he needs your touch to engulf him at this minute.

and you dont hesitate to please him, running your fingers through his hair that is damp with sweat. his frantic tears stain your clothes. "Tanjiro, is it too much?"

"P-Please!" he sobs into the cloth, and you frown at the vague statement. he's clutching fiercely onto you, and his body continues to tremble, almost withering under the force of the vibrations.

you've never seen him react like this, and it makes you worried. "im going to take the plug out baby. i think we should try this another night. dont wanna push you too much."

he sits there for a second, trying to collect his thoughts, while he heaves into your lap. he gulps when at of the corner of the eye you begin reaching for it. immediately he pushes himself upward, away from your legs, with a lost look in his eyes. his cheeks are stained with tears and his eyes hazy.

your hand falls back to your side in mild shock. you didn't know he was even able to move at this moment.

but, he pushes his knees forward and he brings his arms to behind him, where lays them on the sheets beneath him to hold his figure up. you now have a full display of his body, slightly arched back, and glistening with sweat. almost as if he was presenting his body to you. you have no idea where he learned this.

he obviously does not like the idea of you taking out the plug, but is too fucked dumb to even think about it how to tell you.

drool coats the bottom of his lip, and he still hasn't stopped crying. whimpers seem to drown out the sound of the three vibrators. he looks at with the most pathetic eyes, making him even more adorable than ever in this moment. "feels g-good. can't. dont-- I can't!"

you watch his arms tremble from the added weight of his body. so, you reach forward and half drag him back into your lap, where he immediately begins to grind on your thighs and bury his head into your neck. "i won't take it out. dont worry, tan. poor baby, are you fucked dumb? can't speak anymore?"

"yes. yes. yes. yes" he slurs, and you don't know if he is responding to you, or the newfound pleasure from your thighs.

you fingers find your way to his hair, and the other hand taps the plug in his ass. he cries out from it, his face scrunching up, and you chuckle, "alright. lets make you cum. does that sound alright?"

he gurgles "please!" into your neck.

[yukichosodrink]

Could you write smth with virgin Toji and a somewhat experienced reader? I have my own headcanons on how Megumi was born but that's irrelevant lol

A/N: HEYYY ANON this is the first ever req i got 😎 and yes i got u dw. altho this was kinda challenging since i've never written ab virgin toji but yeah

C/W: Virgin Toji, experienced reader, lowkey pwp, reader is kinda cocky ab it, nipple play, kinda a powerplay?

"Hng- Ngh, doll. Slow down- fuck."

Toji's heavy breath's rang through your ears, as you pumped his cocked up and down, your hands working at a speed that felt deadly to Toji.

"Aw, virgins are so cute." You say cockily shooting him a grin as you continued rubbing his fully hard shaft. The pre cum smeared over his cock and you bent down to lick it slowly, and almost painfully as it felt to Toji. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Shut the fuck up." Toji said as you increased your pace, you got down on your knees and grabbed one of his balls, squeezing it.

Toji groaned in response, his hands finding way in your hair pulling it by the roots,"Fucking-" Before he could say, you licked up a big stripe on his cock, before slowly sucking his balls.

You put his cock inside your mouth, fucking your face on it maintaing eye contact with Toji, although he seemed to be in a daze. He wasn't maintaining eye contact rather he was looking away and kept looking back while occasionally swearing and tugging at your hair.

"Fuck- yes I'm going to-" Toji grunted, his grip getting tighter on your hair but your release with a 'pop' sound, shooting him a grin. "Why you-"

"Let's get down to the real stuff, shall we?" You said getting up your hands working on Toji's well defined pecs, his black tshirt hugging his figure tightly signalling him to take it off and he does.

You take off your shorts, revealing a wet patch on your panty to Toji and he smiles mockingly as he hooks down your panties to show your glistening cunt. His fingers spread your folds,"And you? Dripping like a virgin. Fucking pathetic." Toji says, slapping your cunt making you whine. He pulls you on top of him as you straddle his thigh. Your fingers make their way to his nipples, playing with them and pulling one of it while sucking on the other.

Toji groaned and gripped your hips tightly and lifted you up, to make you sit on his huge leaking cock, you let out a lewd moan.

"Fuck- Toji it's big-" You whine, gripping his shoulders tightly as you sink down unto his cock. Toji's hands were on your waist gripping it roughly,"Yeah? Too big? Bigger than all those cocks you took?" Toji gave you a mocking smile, letting out a small grunt.

"Wonder how your pussy is still so fucking tight." He said as he made you bounce on his cock, slapping your butt. Your tits bounced from the effect, as a creamy ring began to form on Toji's cock.

"I'm gonna- ngh- cum." Toji announced, holding you by the hips guiding your movements.

"A-ah toji! M-mm you sure you a virgin? Your cock's stretching me out so gooood!" You moaned out, sweatbeads forming on both you and Toji's forehead.

"And you sure you are experienced, doll? Because you're getting fucked like a virgin here." Toji said, increasing his pace and fucking you with more intensity,"A-ahh- Toji- 'm cumming!" You announced gripping Toji's biceps now, as your cunt squeezed his cock, he painted your walls white as you clamped down on him, releasing with him.

You collapsed on top of Toji's, breathing heavily.

"How was that, huh?" Toji said proudly, seeing your condition.

"Good. And I felt better about taking your virginity." You said, getting your cocky attitude back as you pushed yourself off of him.

[octuscle]

What the fuck?! I've just arrived for this academic conference in Amsterdam and when I went to unpack, my clothes and notes were gone! Instead my suitcase is filled with thongs and jockstraps and.. are those dildos? Who's fucking with me?

Well, to be quite precise: No, these are not only dildos. They are also butt plugs. Do you find just as disgusting? Then just put the case in the corner.

Damn, you just can't get this plug out of your head… When you fall asleep, you swear you hear a voice telling you that you should try the butt plug. Since your mother gave you a fever suppository as a child, no one has inserted anything into your ass. But somehow you know exactly what to do. You take a handful of Crisco, rub the plug in, fix it on the coffee table of your hotel room, relax your ass and slowly insert the plug. Fuck! Your cock reacts immediately. And so does your brain. What a horny combination of pleasure and pain. Yes, something like that belongs in your ass. Damn it! You pump air into the plug. Oh my God! The feeling drives you crazy. You can't get enough. And you start pumping with one hand and jerking off with the other. Until you cum a load like you have cum before. Fuck, what a mess in the hotel room. But what an orgasm!

The night is full of wild dreams. Full of wet wild dreams. You would love to go straight on with another sex toy. But you have a message on your cell phone. You should wear the latex shorts with the integrated dildo at the conference today. And after the conference you are supposed to work out with it in the gym. As if in a trance, you shower, oil yourself and put on the shorts. And over it you wear a shirt and a suit. Fuck! Your boner doesn't come to rest at all. And you get another message: "Good Boi".

The conference is really exhausting. With the dildo in your ass you can hardly concentrate. You are only thankful that you are wearing the latex shorts. You produce precum by the ounce. When you have to go to the toilet, you always use a stall. You are uncomfortable showing your ass in latex. At noon you get a message. "Sluts show their dick while pissing". Okay. So next time you stand at the urinal. You can't help it, you have to jerk off when you are done pissing. The looks you reap fluctuate between disgust, alienation and lechery.

You skip the champagne reception at the end of the congress day. Your task was to work out today. So you go straight back to the hotel. And you wonder what to wear to the training. Your suitcase still hasn't shown up. But the question is unnecessary. On your bed are shorts, tank top, socks and training shoes. The tank top has "Gym Slut" printed on it. And on your desk is a whole battery of bottles with protein drinks. Next to it is a weird metal thing… You get a new message. Every two hours you should drink a bottle of protein drinks. And wear the cock cage for training. You drink the first bottle and look at the device. Somehow you get it on. It looks way too big for your dick. But you immediately get a hard-on. A huge hard-on. You fill the cage painfully almost to bursting. Fuck, how you would love to jerk off now. "Training. Right now. At least three hours" says a new message. You get dressed, take two bottles and go to the hotel gym.

The cock cage makes it look like you have a constant hard-on anyway. In fact, you have a hard-on almost all the time. Nevertheless, you give everything during his workout. At 23:00 the gym closes. You Pose in front of the mirror. Damn, you are a beast! You're about to take a shower when your cell phone rings. No shower. No shave. No deodorant. Until further notice!

In your hotel room you drink another protein shake. You notice that your suit, your shirt, your shoes, everything you wore to the conference today is gone. The key to your cock cage is also gone. Instead, a pair of leather jeans hangs in the closet. A pair of long shiny track pants. And a bomber jacket. A pair of tank tops. A pair of combat boots. A pair of sneakers. And, of course, the stuff from your suitcase. You pull the bomber jacket over the sweaty gym clothes. You feel the pack of cigarettes in the pocket on your sleeve. "Go on, go to the smokers' bar at the hotel. And let someone give you a light. Just as you are.". Actually, you just wanted to go to bed. But orders are orders. In your short sports shorts and tank top under your shiny nylon jacket you stand out in the bar like a colorful dog. Actually you want to take a box of matches. But the order was to have them give you a light. You approach an older gentleman in a suit who is smoking his cigar. He looks at you, opens your jacket and reads "Gym Slut" aloud. He gives you a light and asks what you take for once blowing. You have no idea what to answer. You say € 50.00. The gentleman grabs your crotch, feels the cock cage and grins. He asks if you can keep the money or if your master gets it. You don't answer at all and follow him wordlessly to the toilet.

It is 02:00 o'clock when you are back in your room. You have smoked a pack of cigarettes and sucked four cocks. "Gym at 06:00" is written in your display. You drink another protein shake and fall into a deep sleep.

Good thing you didn't take off your latex shorts to sleep. That way you could prevent another mess in your bed. You take off the shorts, wash them briefly in the sink and go to the gym without underpants with your sports clothes smelling of sweat and cigarette smoke. Heck, it's 09:00 when you remember the conference. Your boss will kill you if you skip the day. A message pops up on your phone with an address. 10:00. On time. You hesitate. So far, everything has been very cool and exciting. But now it's about your job. You don't think with your head anymore. You think with your dick. And your caged dick tells you that you have to be at the address at 10:00.

A dark side street in a bad looking neighborhood. The cab driver took your money and made sure he got there fast. Nothing but a black door in a black facade. And a doorbell. You ring the bell. And the door opens. A bare-chested fellow asks you if you're Gareth. You nod. He invites you in and tells you to take a seat. Hours of agony begin.

It is 22:00 o'clock, when you stand again on the street. Your hair is shorn short. And you are inked. Richly inked. You used to be Gareth. Now you are Pig. Or Gaz. At least both are so prominently inked on your neck. You call a cab, but the way you stand on the street with a cigarette in your mouth in your leather pants and bomber jacket over your otherwise naked torso, no car stops. You receive a new message. You have checked out of your hotel. Your luggage has moved to a guesthouse. Around the corner. The entrance is through a bar. In front of it a group of smoking young men, at the sight of which your cock cage is almost blown. One of the fellows looks at you, pulls up the contents of his nose and snorts everything on his boot. Two days ago you would have turned away in disgust. But now you get down on your knees. And lick the snot off his boots. The fellow pulls you up by your collar and spits in your face. He turns around and you follow without asking a question.

Before you move into your cell, you have to hand over your cell phone. You now receive your orders via a new cell phone. And the next order comes immediately. You have to take the anal beads and come to the bar. You may live in a cell, but you are not a prisoner. At most of your sexual fantasies. And now get to know your master.

Hot inspiration found at @pigbberlin

[zzoomacroom]

Fic: If You Try Sometime, You'll Find You Get What You Need

Dreamling, Smut, 4114 Words

Tags and summary below the cut (very kinky, NSFW stuff here)

Chapters: 1/2

Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling

Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling

Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Smut, Established Relationship, Dom/sub, BDSM, Light BDSM, (I guess? what constitutes "light" in this case? idk), Sex Toys, Dildos, Knotting Dildos, XL Dildos, Butt Plugs, Cock Cages, Nipple Clamps, Come Eating, Come Swallowing, Coming Untouched, Humiliation, Masturbation, Double Penetration, Anal Fisting, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Face-Fucking, King of Cats More Like King of Brats, Gentle Dom Hob Gadling, (well. he's just a teensy bit mean at first but then he's gentle), Under-negotiated Kink, Miscommunication, everything is consensual but it's not exactly what Dream had in mind at first, the importance of using your words, the importance of not assuming, probably out of character but idgaf, no beta we die like hob doesn't

Summary: Dream is being really bratty and gets more than he bargained for when Hob makes him put on a little show for him.

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It is 7:30 in the evening. Dream has been waiting for nearly two hours, and Hob still has not returned home from work. Dream is not worried for his beloved. Yet. But he is growing impatient. And restless. All day he has been feeling on edge. Agitated. He is “in a right state,” as Hob would say. His duties have left him feeling weary and in need of...something. He cannot say quite what. He hopes that Hob will know. Hob always knows just what he needs, what he wants, often better than Dream himself does. It should be an affront—that a mere human should perceive the Lord of Dreams so clearly—but Hob loves him deeply, and Dream loves Hob with every fiber of his arcane, incomprehensible being. It is...a relief, surprisingly. To be seen and known thus, when he cannot articulate his needs himself.

He stretches out on the sofa, though he is anything but relaxed. His posture is rigid as he fidgets with the slim, black leather collar around his neck, which he sometimes dons for his rendezvous with Hob in the Waking. Beneath his usual black jeans he wears a plug, despite the fact that his body needs no preparation, inhuman as it is. In the Dreaming, it is easier to express his wishes visually, but here he prefers to signify his intentions for any given encounter with such symbolic adornments as the collar and plug, or with his body language. He does not like to verbalize whether he wishes to dominate or be dominated, or both, or neither. He finds it...gauche. To speak of such things. Fortunately, Hob has more than six hundred years of experience in deciphering Dream’s nonverbal methods of communication. Tonight, he wishes for Hob to take control. To figure out what he needs and give it to him.

Finally, mercifully, Hob walks through the front door. He beams at his lover with that brilliant, beautiful smile of his, but he looks tired. His shoulders droop slightly and his eyes, usually so rich and earthy like fertile soil, look dull and lusterless. Dream considers leaving and postponing their liaison until they are both in a better mental state, but...he needs this. He needs Hob. Now.

…

“Hey, love. Sorry I’m late—office hours ran over a bit, student was in a tizzy over their thesis, but we got it sorted. You been waiting long?” Hob makes his way over to the sofa and gathers Dream into his arms before planting a quick, almost perfunctory kiss on his cheek. “You seem tense. Everything alright?”

“I am not tense, Hob Gadling,” his lover retorts haughtily. “I simply do not like to be kept waiting.”

Hob raises his eyebrows pointedly. “Oh no, of course not. That sounds terrible,” he replies sardonically. “My my, it seems someone’s in a mood tonight.” He hooks a finger under Dream’s collar and pulls him in for a proper kiss. Dream allows it, but gives Hob a sullen pout from under his eyelashes after they part. Well, if he’s going to be a brat, maybe some more waiting will actually do him good.

“But unfortunately,” Hob continues with a heavy sigh, “you’ll have to wait just a bit longer. I have a few emails to respond to, and I can’t put them off any longer. Won’t take but a minute.”

Dream lets out an annoyed huff. “I would prefer that you fuck me now.” He snakes a slender, white hand down to Hob’s lap and fondles his half-hard cock through his slacks.

“Not yet, darling,” Hob responds sternly, eliciting a shiver of excitement from Dream. “You can be patient for a little while longer. If you need to be fucked so bad, go ride one of your toys until I’m ready for you. If it pleases your majesty, that is,” he adds with a wicked smirk.

“Very well. If you insist,” Dream says loftily. He begins to rise from the sofa, but Hob stops him with a firm grasp on his shoulder.

“Wait,” Hob commands, and Dream obediently sits back down. “There’s a good lad. Can I trust you not to come, or do you need the cage?”

Dream glares daggers at him. “I do not need the cage, Hob,” he sneers. “I have complete control over my physical form, unlike yourself.” Oh, so it’s going to be like that. He’s angling for a punishment tonight.

“Fine,” Hob replies coolly. “But you’ll have to do it where I can see you, because we both know you can’t be trusted.”

He knows that Dream can make himself come with a mere thought, even with the cock cage, but he also knows that putting on such a display for Hob will send him over the edge, regardless of his alleged ‘control over his physical form.’ Luckily, this is no bother given Dream’s nonexistent refractory period, and Hob is curious whether he can succeed in taking his lover apart before he even gets his hands on him.

…

Hob makes tea for the both of them, then retreats to the bedroom to change out of his work clothes. He emerges minutes later in a faded Rolling Stones t-shirt and gray sweatpants that do nothing to hide his obvious arousal. He plants himself on the sofa with a weary groan and picks up his laptop, glancing expectantly at Dream over the top of the screen.

Dream, meanwhile, has commandeered the space between the coffee table and the fireplace. He has sent his coat, t-shirt, and jeans back to the unformed dreamstuff from whence they came, and in their stead he wears nothing but a pair of black, thigh-high stockings, held in place by studded leather garters that match his collar. He knows that these are a favorite of Hob’s, and if he won’t give him what he wants, then Dream will just have to distract him. If he is too aroused to focus on his work, perhaps he will bend Dream over the sofa and have his way with him sooner rather than later.

He stands before Hob, legs spread and cock already hard, gazing intently at his beloved. Suctioned to the floor at his feet is a large, beautifully-crafted dildo taken from the dreams of a Japanese fetish model. It is black and glittering, with curves, bumps, and swirls that do not resemble any penis found in the waking world. Dream reaches between his legs, not breaking eye contact for a second, and removes the sizable, tapered plug from his hole, tossing it carelessly to the floor.

Hob’s eyes widen and his breath hitches, and Dream smirks smugly as he crouches and lowers himself down onto the dildo in one fluid motion. Once he is fully seated, he lets out a contented moan and rolls his hips tantalizingly slowly before beginning to ride the toy in earnest.

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[awfulthing]

i must have shattered the last of my dom's patience because one second i'm being a little bratty and the next he's got his hand around my throat and my body pinned against the wall. i'm whimpering when his grip tightens and his jaw sets—i know i pushed him too far and now he's going to punish me. my small hands are wrapping around his wrist to tug at it, but it's no use. he's so much bigger and stronger than me. i'm always at his mercy, and i'm reminded of it again when his hand dips below the waistband of my skirt and cups my pussy, the butt of his palm pressing against my clit and making me whimper out a moan. "you're gonna learn not to misbehave, baby," he growls in my ear. i'm scared, but i'm soaking wet and ready for him already. he slips two fingers inside me and moves his palm rhythmically against the soft bundle of nerves there and before long i'm close, so close— i'm shaking in his grip, eyes shut tight and ready to explode, but the minute i'm there, he stops. i whine and writhe in his grip, arching towards his hand and craving the friction, but it does no good. he has me where he wants me, and i can't do a thing about it.

he mercilessly edges me and by my twelfth almost-orgasm, i'm so undone that i'm sobbing and crying and begging for him to let me cum. please, please, let me cum. daddy, please, i'll be good. and finally, after what feels like forever, he lets me. it's so strong that by the end of my orgasm i'm limp in his grasp and he has to pick me up and hold me against his chest. he shushes me, strokes my hair and lets me sit curled up in his lap until my body stops shaking and i'm resting there dazed with my face buried in his neck. my sensitive clit pressing against his thighs hurts so good. he's comforting me and i'm so glad the punishment is over. i meant it; i'll be good. i promise.

i'm almost asleep in his arms when i feel him get up and suddenly i'm thrown roughly onto the bed and he's climbing over my body, pinning both of my wrists in one of his large, calloused hands above my head. i'm gasping with wide, red eyes, startled and frightened, and he smiles at me. a sick sense of excitement makes me clench my thighs together. i know that look. he's going to hurt me, and i'm going to take it, like the good little girl i am. "you didn't think it was over, did you, baby? you haven't learned your lesson." and then he's touching me between my legs, making me whimper and moan until he's thrusting his fingers inside me and stretching me, curling them over and over and making my back arch up off the bed in pleasure. i feel tricked and betrayed—i thought it was over, i thought he forgave me—and it's so good, it feels so good and god, it hurts. i'm so sensitive that just a feather touch makes me burn.

he doesn't stop until i've come thirteen times—he makes me count them out loud. i mess up once when i miss the number three, and he makes me start all over again. when he's done i'm soaking wet and aching in pain, making a sticky mess on the bed, and i'm sobbing crying at the too-much sensations. please, daddy, i can't. i can't take it anymore. it hurts, i'm too sensitive, please. the look on his face says he won't show me any mercy, and then i hear the zipper of his jeans coming undone. his hard cock is inside me in a second, the thrust so brutal it feels like he's tearing me. he has me sopping wet under him but it's still not enough to prepare me for him. i'm so full, i'm so sensitive, and then he's thrusting inside me so slow, so agonizingly slow. his fingers press against my clit and begin to move side to side, up and down, wrenching a pained cry from my throat. all i can do is look up at him with wet eyes and i know i'm all his—his to use and abuse, and like he said, i'm going to pay. "i'm going to make you cum until i think you've had enough, when you're screaming and crying and begging me to stop, and then i'm going to fuck you until i'm satisfied. and you're gonna take it, baby, you're gonna show daddy how much of a good girl you can be, how sorry you are for misbehaving... and when i'm done with you, you'll never backtalk me again."

[devcted]

"that's because you've never truly been loved properly." as much as she hates to think that's even possible, to not love such a beautiful boy with all you could seems wrong, seems insane even but she figures the world isn't all good and not all parents are deserving of their children. more for her sue figures because if they did disown him then he could stay with her, be in her bed and allow her to show him what real love felt like as well as having him between her legs just as he promises. "I think so." she says teasingly in response to him asking if she'd like that. "until my sheets are a mess and I can barley catch my breath that even just looking at your pretty face between my legs does something to me." she says with a soft purr as she's looking up at him with hungry blue eyes. being her plaything and using him, it turns her on more than she'd like to admit outloud.

tension never felt this intense before, she wants him more than she wants air to breathe as his green eyes look down at her with that gaze and he says things he shouldn't with them being outside so easily heard and caught with the way he's grabbing at her ass, squeezing and touching it and he has her skirt lifted up. if she could she'd fuck him here, bite her moans back as he fucked her against a wall but their first time should at least be special right? go back to the place thing night all started. "and I've never felt this way about anyone either reggie." she says warmly, with a little sweetness to her voice. "you're it for me and I wanna give you all of me." she smiles a little at the way he looks at her lips, almost begging for her kiss as if it was something worth asking for.

"I've always loved you..." she says in response, nodding her head slowly. "I love you so much that it nearly killed me a little more everyday to see you with daphne and then she tried to be all over you today in front of me and...." it made her wish the other girl was dead quite frankly but most of all it made her ache knowing she needed regulus just once to feel something that she has longed for since she was 15. her first love and frankly the only one she could ever love. "I never want you touching her again." she says kind of possessively. "I want you to be mine and mine alone."

she wants to taste him, wanting to slide down to the knees and take his cock between her lips as she sucks him completely dry just to get off. bee's desperate need to have him is driving her crazy and it doesn't help that he tells her he's leaking for her, making her mouth nearly water at the idea of how badly he wants her as if it even compared to the way she needed him. "I wanna taste you, please." she says in a hushed, begging voice wanting to touch him all over but opting to keep one hand settled against his neck while the other holds his lollipop.

bee giggles a bit in response to his comment about her butt, giving it a playful wiggle against his palm. "and you can do whatever you'd like to it too." she teases. all she wants is him and his touch, making her desperate as she finally leans in to kiss him again and deepens it with their sticky tongues moving against each other. his spit mixed with the sugary sweetness of the candy they'd been sucking on, wet and sloppy as she's moaning to his mouth and needing him more by the second. it dawns on her how long it had taken for the pair to finally kiss, making her feel on tingly but also making her feel like she would die if she never got to kiss him again. she moves her tongue long his, kissing him intensely for a long moment before finally breaking away for some air.

she looks around to make sure they were still alone before smiling up at him. "think we should go." she says placing the candy into her mouth for safe keeping since she isn't done with it yet and she sure she isn't either. "I want you to myself and I'm tired of waiting."

"maybe not, but it's been my experience that it is." her pet name for him makes him soften, already in love with her as is but his feelings worsening by the minute. she offers for him to stay with her family if things go wrong and he almost looks shy, green eyes fixing on her pretty mouth. it doesn't help that her hand is trailing against his neck and now sliding against his chest, making his heart race at how gentle her touch is. "i think so too," he replies softly, looking down at her pink lips still. he can't help but imagine what it would be like to stay in her bed, between her legs all night. "if you give me a place to stay, i'll return the favor by making you feel good. would you like that, beautiful?" his hand is under her dress, fingers caressing her ass still. "let me be your plaything... you could keep me in your bed; use me for anything."

"really," he answers, completely sure that he would do anything at all for bee, no matter what it is. "no, she wouldn't. i've never felt this way for anyone before... for so many reasons, starting with who you are. but besides that you're also sexy..." his fingers squeeze at her ass as he speaks, voice thick as it's almost caught in his throat. he wants her more than he thought was possible, wishing he could tear off her underwear right here. his breath hitches as she licks at her lips, her pink tongue cleaning them. "daphne couldn't compete with you... you have the prettiest lips i've ever seen." his lashes flutter as he leans in, forehead pressed against hers. "can i taste them?" he wants her so badly that it seems too intense, the way he's already picturing what it would be like to suck and bite at her lip.

he listens to her words, warmth in his chest at the mention of the first day they met, something that had changed him forever. he still remembers writing about her in his first hogwarts journal, trying to sort through the feelings he had for the bright hufflepuff girl he'd met on the train. "i've felt like i loved you for a long time... you love me, too?" he murmurs, allowing all of her words to sink in, making him feel lighter than ever before.

she watches him intently as his tongue rolls against the candy, lips closing around it to taste her spit. he likes the way she looks at him, staring intently as he sucks it, as if all of this gets her off as much as it does him. he likes sucking her saliva up more than he enjoys the candy itself, sliding it into his mouth to run it against his tongue thoroughly.

he moans a little against the lollipop as she mentions sucking him off, feeling too turned on to hold anything back. "do you want to taste it?" he murmurs, nose nudging against hers. "i'm already leaking for you if you want to lick it up." he knows he shouldn't be saying anything like this, especially when they're not technically in private, but his hand is under her dress and she's talking to him in ways he never imagined, even when he was getting himself off.

it's distracting, how she moans when he touches her ass. she sounds so good that it makes him throb, groaning a little as his hand squeezes one cheek harder, his fingers digging into her crack. "fuck... your ass is perfect." words are quiet and strained, trying to manage the desire he feels for her, especially as she starts telling him he could fuck her anywhere.

"bee," he moans quietly, allowing her to tug the lollipop from his lips and lean in to kiss him. her lips are soft and sweet, sticky against his own, another soft sound escaping him as her tongue pushes into his mouth. his heart is racing so much that he feels like he could die, his own tongue sliding against hers as their lips press together. her mouth tastes good and he can't get enough, tongues twining as his fingers dig into the fabric of her underwear. his other hand comes up, sliding against her neck as he deepens the kiss even more. he wants to tell her he can pay for the room but he can't stop kissing her, her lips so soft and sweet it's impossible to tear away, even knowing they might be seen. he almost hopes they are, so everyone knows that bee is his.

[ggidolsmuts]

Roleplaying - Oh My Girl Arin

This is a “sequel” for Penpals

"How've you been?" Daddy's voice rumbles against Arin's back, the two of them settled comfortably in the hot tub. Part 1 of their little tryst was done, and Arin is feeling comfortably stretched, the warm water bringing relief to her sore muscles.

"Good, I’ve been busy with my comeback!"

"Comeback? What do you mean?" Shit, right, he didn't know who she was, of course, about her being an idol. Arin curses herself under the mask.

"Oh, I meant, um, coming back to the office. Now that things are opening up again."

"Oh okay, speaking of comebacks, my new favorite group is doing a comeback!"

"Which one?”

"Oh My Girl!” Arin freezes, before forcing herself to relax against him.

"Oh, I’ve... heard of them, they’re quite popular now.”

"They are!”

"Who’s your favorite member?”

"Their maknae, she’s so cute, Arin? I think.” Arin's heart skips a beat, and so does a shot of arousal, as something very naughty strikes her.

"Really? She's cute?"

"Yeah, she doesn't like to do aegyo, but she's so cute!"

"What about pretty?"

"Hm? I mean of course! She's pretty!"

The actual maknae of Oh My Girl tilts her head back, kissing his jaw.

"What about sexy, do you think she’s sexy?”

"I umm...”

"Show me what she looks like.” Arin asks daringly, dangerously testing if he would recognize her from behind the mask. He reaches for his phone and pulls up a picture of her. Annoyingly he pulls up the tamest ones, and Arin takes the phone from him, adding the word "sexy" to the search term. She finds one that is much more suggestive, her skirt flying up in the air—her safety shorts left nothing to imagination.

"Look at those thighs, that body, don’t tell me you don’t fantasize about her.”

"I don't! I-I wouldn’t!”

"Are you really trying to pretend to be innocent now?” Arin asks witheringly-they’ve always shared every kink, every fantasy.

"Fine, I would.

"Good, let’s roleplay. I’ll be Arin, you can do whatever you want to Oh My Girl’s maknae, Daddy." Her hands sink beneath the water surface—one goes to her own breast, gently squeezing her chest for his benefit. The other goes down between his legs, stroking him, also for his benefit.

"Do you think she's a dom, or a sub?" she whispers sensually into his ear. "Is she going to ride you until you can't get it up anymore?" She grabs his cock firmly, almost painfully. Then she trails a finger tip from head to base, caressing him.  "Or is she going to want you take her however you want, fuck her senseless like an animal, absolutely ruin her..." With him definitely rock hard, Arin smiles underneath her mask, kisses his quivering jaw, and gets up slowly, making sure his eyes are glued to her figure as she steps out of the hot tub.

"I'll be waiting." The water trails off her body, and one particular rivulet seems to disappear between her butt cheeks before reappearing on the cusp of her lower lips. His vision darkens, seeming to zoom in on that droplet. He watches the droplet grow, aided by her slick, and it hits critical mass, detaching from Arin and hitting the floor.

She never makes it to the door.

"Mmm!" Arin's breath is taken away as he slams her against the door, his chest pressing against her back.

"Fuck Mommy, you can't just do that."

Arin is slightly put out that he isn't doing the roleplay yet, but very turned on by his sudden roughness.

"Call me Arin."

"A-Arin?"

"Mmhmm, I want you to fuck Arin, not Mommy." He sucks his breath in, as if still trying to resist his urges, many lewd fantasies suddenly surfacing in his mind. "I'll be whatever you want Arin to be." He stays silent, and Arin eggs him on.

"She looked quite cheeky in those pics, ever want to hot dog her? Here." She reaches for her own butt, raising her hips slightly to make sure his cock is right between her cheeks. Her hands squeeze them together as she moves up and down slightly.

"Looks like a hot dog doesn't it? Go ahead, it needs your dressing." He groans as his shaft slides in between Arin's smooth cheeks, and his own hands join hers, pushing her cheeks together with more pressure. "That's it, keep going, imagine how it'll feel sliding in and out of Arin's pussy."

Soon he is moaning and actively thrusting between her cheeks. His reluctance melts away every time his tip pokes out from her ass, and he announces his limit quickly.

"Fuck Arin, I'm going to cum!"

"That's it Daddy, cum for Arin, cum all over me!" She purrs in satisfaction as his hot cum lands all over her back, in time with the throbbing of his cock between her cheeks. His chin rests on her shoulder, and he breathes heavily into her ear while he recovers, almost using her to stay standing. Without a care his thumbs wipes the cum off her back as he runs his hands up and down her midriff, and he buries his face in her neck, asking her a question.

"Are you sure?"

Arin is mildly surprised at his question, that he still isn't fully into the idea, but from the shakiness of his voice she knows he is barely holding on. His follow up statement though—that gets Arin wet beyond any shower or hot tub could do.

"I kinda like you as you though."

She turns her head and locks him in a kiss, their masks jostling slightly in how fiercely they are suddenly kissing, as if she wanted to plunge her tongue straight down his throat.

"Are you going to give Arin her reward?" Breathlessly she breaks the kiss and asks coquettishly, and finally he gives in.

"How does Arin want her reward?"

"Whatever makes me feel good Daddy," she sighs as he immediately begins planting kisses along her shoulders. He slides down her body, his hands smearing a trail of his earlier cum down her sides. To her surprise he sits down, slipping his head between Arin and the door. With his hands back on her ass, he manipulates her so that she is basically on his face, and Arin ends up half sitting on him and half pinning his face against the door.

"Oh fuck, you eat me so well!" His nose brushes against her clit over and over as Arin rides him, face-fucking him into the door. He tongues her rapidly, tracing laps around her slit before dipping in for a taste, and her juices start to spill down his chin.

The door starts to rattle from Arin's thrusts, and his head is gently knocking against the door every time, but neither of them cared. The whole time his hands have stayed planted on her butt, and as she begins to move more wildly he slips a finger between her cheeks, gently playing with her puckered ring. The sensation drives Arin mad, and when a bit of his finger slips in her shout echoes in the bathroom.

"Ahh oh god!" Arin covers his face in slick, and it spills down his body, covering his front much like he had covered her back. Her knees go weak, and he has to catch her, make sure she doesn't slip. One hand on the door and another hand in his hair, Arin braces herself through her climax, shaking off all the drops of water and slick still on her gorgeous figure. She slowly slides her pussy down his face and body, landing in his lap.

"Did Arin enjoy her reward?" he asks huskily. Face-to-face with him once more, Arin fears for a second that he recognizes her, but then she remembers the masks they always wore, and she reassures herself, using her second mask, her job as Arin the idol, to titillate him further.

"Yes she did, and she can't wait to have more fun with you." She gets up off his lap and leads him to the shower. A quick tantalizing shower later, their impromptu mess is cleaned and Arin wraps herself in a tower and whispers in his ear.

"Get dressed and wait in your room, Arin wants to strip you herself."

Thrilled, Daddy Long Leg stews in his room, turning on the TV but unable to concentrate at all. He puts on and takes off clothes again and again, unable to decide how "dressed" he should be. He keeps his arousal at a bubble point, pulling up some of Arin's racier fancams, letting his imagination run wild. A mere knock pushes his arousal to a boiling point, and when Arin enters the door he is steaming.

She is dressed in a white blouse and a red checkered skirt, the split going right in front, across her body and held up by a belt, like a present to unwrap.

"What are you looking at?" He tries to put his phone away, but Arin is too quick, stealing it from him with a giggle. "Oh, were you watching me? What were you expecting from me?" she asks, teasing him. She pretends to examine the fancam, as if studying the moves, but really, she knew it by heart.

"That show was for my fans, how about a private show for my biggest fan?" Arin drags a chair over and sits in it before pressing play on the fancam. The phone blasts the music in the hotel room, and even though he had just watched the video, it does not compare to the show she is putting on now.

A part of him marvels at how well Mommy Red Cheeks is able to imitate Arin's moves on such short notice—little does he know that she has spent hours practicing, and her body moves with the music on its own. A smaller yet much harder part of him notices far too keenly Arin's lack of safety shorts as she pulls her leg up and over the chair.

The chair slides gratingly across the floor, but neither of them care as Arin mounts him, taking the performance into his lap. A finger tracing the outline of his mask, her hand is almost gentle as she runs it along his cheek, before cupping it and pulling him in for a fevered kiss. His hands find their way to her slim waist and pull her further into him, her skirt riding higher and higher up until her clothed heat touches his pant-shielded length. Arin squirms and grinds against him, her mouth hanging open as she focuses on both the pleasure and the performance—this was a performance done for no one else but themselves.

"Do you want me?" she asks in a low voice.

"Yes, fuck yes..." he rasps back.

"Say my name!"

"I want you so much Arin!" God, the way he says it, it makes Arin's pussy clench on nothingness, she needed him inside her! Shakily her fingers play with his shirt buttons, and he does the same, fumbling with her blouse. He throbs even harder in his pants—even though he had seen Mommy's perky breasts many times, seeing Arin’s curves peeking through the soon-to-be-removed blouse is driving him mad. He unbuckles her belt, and Arin's blouse and skirt are wide open for the taking.

He slips his hands underneath the thin top as Arin slips hers under his undone shirt, sliding it off his shoulders. The performance is all but forgotten by the both of them, and it is timely as the fancam has finished—time to move on to the real show.

"Strip me..." Daddy follows her command eagerly, almost ripping her blouse as he tears it off her lithe figure, flinging it to his bed. He tugs on the skirt, but it is not so easy to remove. Laughing slightly Arin gets off him, putting on a show as she pulls down on the hidden side zipper, and the skirt falls from her body.

"Your turn." Playfully Arin reaches for his pants, undoing them quickly and pulling it clean off, along with his boxers. Daddy's shirt joins Arin's blouse, forgotten somewhere on the bed behind them.

"So, how do you think Arin fucks?" she asks.

"That sounds so wrong..." He can't suppress his moan when Arin kneels between his legs, taking his cock in her hands.

"You're right, how do you imagine Arin fucks? Maybe she likes to suck it first, get it nice and sloppy?" Teasing him, Arin let’s his cock slip out of her mouth, and it slaps against her cheek wetly. When she puts it back in his fingers dig into her hair, pushing her mouth further down on his shaft. She keeps at it, bobbing her head up and down. She wanted to ask him if he thinks Arin would be this skilled with her mouth, but it is currently occupied by his pulsing shaft.

Arin let's him go when he starts producing precum, and his final moan is one of disappointment, but she has other plans. As much as she liked him blowing in her mouth and rocking his world, right now Arin needed her world rocked too.

"How was that?"

"Good, amazing," he mutters breathlessly.

"Great, now imagine Arin— mmm..." she sinks down into his lap, the sloppy blowjob allowing her to take him all the way. "Imagine Arin just sinking onto your cock, it stretches her so fucking well."

"Fuck!" Daddy moans his agreement. "So tight!"

"She is isn't she? Mmm god she's so naughty, taking your dick raw. Bouncing on you, when you could cum in her unprotected pussy at any time..." He throbs harder inside her, as if wanting nothing more than to do exactly that. "Mm you'd like that wouldn't you?"

"Yes!" he groans into her neck.

Arin knew just how to tease him. "Hold on for me Daddy, you can do that right?" She bucks her hips strongly into him, and he grits his teeth and moans agreement. Arin nibbles his earlobe as a reward.

"Good, I'm going to ride you until you forget what it feels like to have Arin's tight pussy not stretched around you!"

Her arms wrap around his neck, and Arin goes on the ride of her life. Knees planted into the bed, she humps him slowly at first, cooing at his kisses along her collarbone. The whole roleplay arguably turns Arin on more than Daddy Long Leg, the idea that he's having sex with her and not "Mommy Red Cheeks" sending a warm flush through her body. It surprises Arin too, and soon with a yelp she's announcing her climax.

"Oh fuck, Daddy!"

The rhythmic contractions of Arin's pussy gives way to erratic squeezes, and he shuts his eyes to not have to look at Arin in the throes of her orgasm—just the feel of her slick sliding down his shaft is almost enough to send him off the edge, but he manages to hold on—he has to.

"Can you keep going? I still remember what it feels like to not have you wrapped around me," he teases her.

"Shut, up..." Arin moans airily before riding him again. This time she rides him more wildly, and she mashes her lips on his, reveling in his large hands on her, caressing her back and shoulders. Her chest rubs against him, and he hugs her closely, feeling her stiff nipples drag up and down on him as she jackhammers herself on top.

Arin feels short all of a sudden, as if every sink of her hips is sending his cock straight to her head, and she fucking loves it. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, and she's a drooling mess on his neck as she uses all her core strength, her tummy flexing and twitching as she bounces herself silly on his rod.

"Ah... ah... mmm, nngh... fuck!" The noises she makes are absolutely unbecoming of a human, but Arin's too far gone to care, slamming herself down one last time before she seizes up, her body shuddering through one of the more intense orgasms she's given herself.

"Ow, fuck..." The sting of Arin biting into his shoulder thankfully pulls him out of his pre-orgasm ascent, and Daddy Long Leg holds on to her suddenly limp form—the only muscle still working in Arin is the one that is wrapped around his shaft. The orgasm seems to squeeze both him and Arin, draining the latter of all her juices, if the sheer wetness in his lap is any indication. He stays quiet, focusing on backing himself away from the edge, as her sexy whines and random contractions around him threaten to push him too far.

"Have you forgotten yet?" she asks him, trying to be teasing, but also clearly drained, panting between each word.

"No, but I don't think I can forget you wrapped around me either." He makes to lay her down on the bed, but hurriedly she stops him.

"You haven't cum yet have you? I'm going to ride you till you cum."

"Mommy, you don't have—"

"Arin!" she reminds him.

"Arin, you don't have to."

"But I want to!" She presses her forehead against his, making herself grind down into him. "I've been using Daddy Dildo a lot, just imagining your cum in me!"

"Oh god," he remembers the custom toy he made for Mommy, and the idea of Arin using it instead puts him back on the path to climax.

"I want the real thing, and when I get off you, I want nothing to come out, it's going to stay sealed in me." He moans at the image, and his hands go to Arin's waist, helping her move sinuously on top of him. It starts off slow, her soft tired moans filling his ears, but soon Arin's flexing her walls, squeezing his shaft with every downward drop of her hips, urging him to orgasm.

"Cum for me," she whispers, almost begging him.

"Almost, I'm so close!" he moans. Arin bites his bottom lip needily before finishing him off with a cutesy whisper.

"Arin-ie wants your cum." The contrast of her cute tone and squelching squeeze of her pussy, the sheer sinfulness of everything—it sends him flying over the edge. He jams her down into his lap, and with a loud groan into her neck he explodes.

"Oh god yes..." Arin whimpers as rope after rope of thick seed is fired straight into her, splattering her walls. Layer upon layer of it coats her pussy, and unconsciously her thighs around him close tightly, as if to extract more cum from him. A primal rush overtakes her, not quite an orgasm, but almost as satisfying, and she is cooing with him, the two of them stuck together like two perilla leaves. His hands move up and down her back, caressing her, calming himself down from his peak.

"Sorry, I left a mark." Arin winces as he kisses her neck, and she realizes that he had sucked quite harshly on her skin.

"It's okay, I did it too." Her fingers run gently over his shoulder, where she had bitten down on him..

"Fair enough, fuck that was amazing." Arin kisses him again before getting off, and their eyes are glued to her pussy. As soon as she is unplugged, a flood of white leaks out of her, making a mess of the bed. Arin rolls off him, and he assumed that she was going to the bathroom to clean up, but to his surprise and utter delight, she crawls past him, further up the bed.

"Oh no, I'm leaking all of your cum, don't you want to stuff more in me?" She curls a finger at him, drawing him in. "Your turn. Arin fucked you good, now are you going to fuck Arin even better or not?"

His cock can't quite rise to the challenge yet, but his fingers can. Arin squirms and whimpers as he plunges two fingers into her creamy warmth.

"Ah... what are you doing?"

"Cleaning you out, going to give you a fresh load." Daddy Long Leg is very thorough in his "cleaning", and soon Arin washes his load out with slick of her own, her legs twisting and trapping his arm as she moans into his chest. Vaguely he recognizes the fabric Arin is ruining with her climax—it was his shirt, but he didn't care, he'd wear it out of the hotel anyways, complete with DNA evidence.

He breaks out of her quivering embrace, and with two fingers still plugged in her, he settles between her thighs, her legs dangling over his shoulders.

"Wait, oh!" Arin squeals when his teeth lightly graze her clit, the engorged bud suddenly the focus of his attention. He licks up on her clit while his finger curl upwards, right onto her sweet spot, and Arin turns her head, biting into his shirt to stifle the outright scream she almost lets out. Her senses are overloaded with pleasure, and her nostrils are filled with the scent of his shirt, of him, and it sends her spiraling into the abyss.

Her eyes rolling in her head occasionally, and with tears leaking out of them constantly, Arin's legs kick and straighten uselessly in the air as she is overstimulated to one peak after another, her thighs crushing his head. Every curl of his fingers makes her core twitch and flex, and she responds by trying to sit up, her hands pushing his face deeper between her legs. When he then licks her clit, she crashes back down on the bed with a cry, lifting her hips off the sheets to further press herself into his face.

Over and over the ecstatic cycle repeats, and when Daddy finally stops, Arin is a sweaty mess, her skin glistening from her rapturous exertions. He fares little better of course, his face covered in a sheen of her juices, not to mention red from Arin's thighs squeezing him repeatedly.

Yet still she manages to surprise him again. Weakly she flips over on her front, and with her face still buried in his shirt she slowly gets on her knees, lifting her gorgeous ass to a fuckable height.

"Come on Daddy, time for you to finally fuck me."

Daddy Long Leg couldn't wait any longer, didn't want to wait any longer, and so with the slightest of pauses to savor the heat of her pussy on his tip, he leans over Arin and plunges into her.

"Fuck yes!"

Arin almost throws her hips forward to get away from him, the sudden stretch making her dizzy, but she stills herself, not shying away from how damn full he makes her feel. She delights at his harsh pants in her ear, happy at the effect she has on him. He growls in her ear, and part of her knows she'll regret it the next day—no, week, but right now, she looks forward to it.

"I'm going to fuck you until your pussy forgets what it's like to not be stuffed."

"Say my, nnngh!" He gives her one test thrust. "Say my name!"

"Arin!" He grits his teeth, admitting to his desires once more—not Mommy, but Arin. She turns to face him, sloppily plunging her tongue between his lips.

"Say you'll fuck me!"

"I'm going to fuck you Arin!" he moans as he starts moving, starting with steady thrusts. As he thrusts he follows the curve of Arin's delectable back, kissing up and down her spine as best he could.

"Mmm! Oh god, tell me how you're going to fuck me!"

"I'm going to rail you into tomorrow Arin, you'll be dripping my cum for days!"

"Yes, do whatever you want!" He pins her upper body to the bed, smearing her makeup all over his shirt, and Arin screams into it as he ups the pace, using gravity to drive his cock straight through her. Every pound of his cock into Arin seems to create a new g-spot in her, and she cries out loudly as every slam feels better than the last.

Each touch of his hands on her seems to land on an erogenous zone, and his sweat and scent drives her mad with lust. He makes good on her ask, ravaging her, ruining her and her pussy for anyone else—again and again he plunges his shaft past her pussy lips, so much so that they are red and sore and loose, as if they would be permanently gaped by his cock.

Arin doesn't care, she's reduced to groans and shouts, animalistic in her cries for more. She pushes back against him, and each thrust drives ever deeper into her. It only eggs him to go faster, and soon Arin can only keep her ass aloft, unable to keep up with his frantic rhythm, highlighted by loud claps of flesh.

"Fuck Arin!" There's no point calling out his climax, no need for Arin to tell him where to cum—he is going to finish in her. So with a simple shout he pushes his hips down on Arin and fills her up. Gravity sends his seed straight into her womb, and Arin whimpers at the burst of warmth. Daddy Long Leg goes limp, and Arin's strength similarly gives out, the two of the collapsing on the bed. His heartbeat hammers into her back, throbbing like his cock inside her a few moments ago.

Just the thought makes her want it again.

"M-More..." Arin mumbles mindlessly, and with renewed bestial strength he hooks his arms under her shoulders, pulling his mate off the bed and sitting back on his heels. She settles in his lap, and though he slips out of her, neither of them cared—he would be back in her whenever he was ready.

Supporting her tired body, his hands roam her trembling figure, kneading her breast, skimming over her tummy. Her hand reaches for his chin, and he grabs her jaw in return, turning her to face him. Her tongue licks his lips, but instead of kissing him, she breaks away, leaning further back into his shoulder.

"More, I want more..." she sighs, reaching backwards to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Okay." He wasn't fully hard yet, but that was fine. With an "oof" they land back on the bed, and he admires Arin's prone body once more, his hands automatically going to her perky cheeks. Arin's mind is still blank from pleasure—all she thinks about is giving him what he wants, since that gives her more pleasure.

"Take my ass, if you want it..." His hands pause on her butt, and Arin wriggles her hips, begging him to keep going with his hands. His weight descends on her, his body flush against hers. She can feel his full erection now.

"What did you say?"

"If you like Arin's ass so much, fuck it, cum in it, make me feel good!" He's amazed by her dedication to the roleplay, but more than anything, he can't get enough of her, getting everything he wants from her, and giving her everything she wants. He pushes into her pussy again, giving her a few thrusts to lubricate himself thoroughly. Once he's in though, he didn't feel like pulling out. He withdraws almost completely, until his tip is at her entrance.

"Wha— Ooh!" Arin yelps as he pushes back into her unexpectedly, his tip rubbing right across her spot.

"Sorry, maybe next time, I like your ass, but I love your pussy."

"If you say so, I don't mind." Arin turns around and pulls him back down, not minding his weight on her. "Finger my ass, lick it, I don't care, but Daddy's cock belongs in my pussy."

"Yes it does." He buries his length fully in her, and for a while he just lays on top of her, kissing the back of her sweaty neck.

"Are you going to move?"

"Later, my little Arin feels good as a cockwarmer too."

"Yeah? I'll come by every night, keep you and your cock warm and hard, ready for fucking whenever you want it."

"And whenever you want it."

"Right, I'll ride you whenever I want, and you can plow me whenever, and—oh fuck!" He takes her by surprise, his one pump taking her breath away. "Yes just like that, keep going!"

The passionate dirty talk suddenly turns wild as he pins Arin to the bed prone. The bed becomes a third participant, noisily creaking as it pushes against his thrusts—it allows Daddy Long Leg to almost bounce in and out of Arin, spearing her silky walls open with grunts and moans. Arin is forced to take ownership of his shirt, biting, tearing, and ripping into it. He yanks on her hair, ravishing her as she screams out her pleasure.

"Oh yes, right there, oppa do me everyday, I want this all the time—mmph!" He tears the mask off her and captures her lips in a feral kiss, licking all over her face. It didn't matter who she really was, how she really looked, who she roleplayed as, he wanted her, everything else be damned.

Arin doesn't even notice the mask coming off, she's too engrossed in the pleasure, in the kiss. She's running out of oxygen, unable to even pant fast enough to keep up. His hand around her neck, supposedly to tilt her head up to him, unconsciously tenses and closes around her throat as he nears his own orgasm. Arin tightens and contracts around him as her vision gets a little blurred, either from lack of oxygen, or from the tears of pleasure spilling from her eyes.

Oh fuck—

Oh god—

Their thoughts simultaneously end as they crash into the bed, bodies convulsing together in silent yet deafening climax. They lose all track of sense and time, tiredly humping each other as nature intended. They croon their necks to the ceiling, groaning satisfyingly as he pushes her hips down into the bed, dumping everything into her and filling her to the brim. When they both recover, the first thing they feel is euphoria, hands wandering on bodies with loving, lustful touches; and then reality hits—stickiness all over, but they were too sore to care.

Daddy Long Leg is utterly drained, and in his place Arin almost feels bloated, as if he had just plugged her up with thick seed. Her hand wanders to her abdomen, and when his weight on top of her suddenly traps her hand against her belly, Arin whimpers, feeling herself essentially spurt his load from between her legs—just how much did he cum in her?

Blindly his hand wanders over Arin's head, finding her face, and too tired to even open his eyes, he leans in to kiss her.

"You're amazing, fuck I love you." Arin's too tired to think, and in the moment she answers honestly.

"Love you too oppa."

Daddy Long Leg opens his eyes the next morning to the annoying ring of the room phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi sir, we note that you missed your checkout time, and we received several noise complaints yesterday, and you did not answer the door—"

"Yeah yeah whatever, put it on my bill." He hangs up. But through the connected toilet he could hear the phone ringing from Mommy Red Cheeks' room too. Too sore to sit up, he lays back down on the bed as he tries to shake her awake.

"Hey, they're calling you in your room, you should go pick it up. We overstayed, I'll cover the bill."

"Hm? Oh, it stopped." True to her words the ringing has thankfully died down.

"Mm, good." He sleepily turns to face her, draping his arm across her. Through half-open eyes he suddenly realizes that Mommy Red Cheeks is not wearing a mask, and to his great shock he recognizes who she is.

"What?! Arin?" No no no, fuck no, no fucking way!

"What did you say? How did you—" Arin reaches up to her face, and she yelps too when she realizes she's not wearing a mask, her hands immediately covering her face. Still, there's no covering up what had just happened.

"No no no, fuck!" Arin dashes through their connected bathroom, and the door slams shut on the other side. Hurriedly he throws off the covers, running towards her before thinking better of it and stopping to put on some clothes first.

"Hey, let's talk! I'm sorry I took off your mask, it happened in the heat of the moment, I wasn't thinking," he calls out, knocking on the door. No response, and light sniffles. "Look, Arin—I mean, Mommy, no, I mean—whatever! You have my word, I won't go to the media, and I won't do anything you don't want me to. If you never want to meet me again, that's fine. Even if you never want to see me again I won't go to the media, what you do is your business."

More silence, guess that's that.

"I—I enjoyed our time together, but it was good, in a way, to finally meet the person behind the mask. If you're curious too, I'll be in my room, packing up. I'll check out, and I’ll cover your bill too. It was, umm, nice knowing you."

With no further response, he sighs and goes back to his room to clean up and pack. Everything goes into his suitcase, everything except Arin's blouse, tossed away thoughtlessly a few hours ago. It made a lot more sense now, how she was so good at mimicking the performance, and how into the roleplay she was. He shrugs and folds it up neatly—maybe he'll leave it at her door.

While he is engrossed in his thoughts, there is a knock coming from the front door of his room. Why are they so impatient?

"I'm checking out right—" he stops in his tracks when he realizes it isn't housekeeping in front of him, but Arin, Mommy Red Cheeks.

"Can I come in?"

"Um yes, of course." She sits down on the side of the bed, the bed where she screamed in pure pleasure just hours ago. It is similar to many other beds, on which they have done many unspeakable things to one another before today. Yet now everything has changed.

"It is nice to meet you finally," she mumbles quietly, blushing ruby red.

"You too... you're very pretty! Oh, umm, your blouse," he finishes lamely, handing her the folded top.

"Oh, thank you. Sorry about your shirt, I think."

"It's okay, I'll get a new one."

The silence that descends on the room is just as deafening as their combined orgasm earlier. The smell of sex still reeks in the air.

"What will you do now?" Arin asks.

"About?"

"About me."

"Nothing? There's nothing to 'do'. Like I said I'm keeping my mouth shut."

"You're not disappointed?"

"About what?"

"About your favorite idol doing, you know, stuff like this?"

"No I mean, it's hot, but not something I've thought of exactly. Not that I ever fantasized about you, of course."

"Before last night?" she teases him, chuckling softly.

"Right, and that's mostly your fault," he fires back.

"Fair enough, I should take responsibility then, hm?" Arin mulls thoughtfully.

"What?"

"I guess we need to continue doing this, now that you've started fantasizing about me."

He can hardly believe his ears.

"You want to continue doing this? With me?"

"I mean, you're cute enough under the mask, and we are... compatible." Arin blushes as she says that last word, but she powers through her shyness. "Plus it'd be good to not have to wear the masks, they get kinda uncomfortable after a while."

That he could agree with, the sweat and scratchiness of the mask became irritating after some of their more intense sessions, but still, he had to ask.

"You're sure about this? I'm not going to do anything even if you don't want to. I don't want you to feel like you have to do this." Arin shushes him, going up to him and pecking him on the lips, chastely.

"I want to do this too, where else am I going to find another ‘penpal’?"

"Right, that's more than fine with me."

"Great, I'll see you next time then!"

The two of them enter the elevator, putting on the regular surgical masks as required by the authorities. Checkout was a swift affair, albeit with some blushing on both their parts—their necks were lined with love bites from each other, of many shapes and sizes. The clerk hems and haws, delicately trying to broach the issue of noise complaints and the very late checkout.

"I apologize, and I'll pay the bill for the extra night, and any penalty fees incurred for either room in full." Daddy Long Leg nips the issue in the bud, and with a polite but red-faced bow the two of them thank the clerk for their discretion.

At the exit, they turn to the other to say good bye, but words fail them, an awkward dance taking place as they shuffle their feet.

"So umm, see you next—" Arin begins.

"Do you want to go on a date?" The words spill out of him, following his heart.

"What?"

"I know you're an idol, but maybe we can do it in secret? We've done everything couples do, probably more than what most couples do, and we even said 'I love you' already," he mutters, and Arin heats up under her mask, both in embarrassment and no small amount of joy.

"Um sure, I would like that."

"Great, I have your number already, I'll text you, maybe sometime next week?" She nods, and as he almost skips away in happiness Arin grabs his wrist, pulling him back.

"Wait! Give me your phone." Puzzled, he obediently hands her his phone.

"My name is Choi Yewon," she says, handing it back to him—where it once said "Mommy Red Cheeks", the contact now read "Choi Yewon". She pushes her phone into his palm.

"What's your name?"

A/N: As you can see, this took forever to piece together, it still references a comeback :P but I made good use of their fanmeeting outfits, that was so hot. It’s almost a cliche now, but I managed to fluff it up at the end heh. The idea of Arin roleplaying as “Arin” was too hot, but it just took a while to flesh everything out, so hope it works out and isn’t too confusing between the Mommy and the Arin. Thanks for reading!

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H, J, K, O, and T with Deuce and Ace please??

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H, J, K, O and T (ft.ace and deuce)

ace trappola

H — Horny

° let me tell you, ace is very horny. He constantly has his hands on you, eyes begging for you to drag him to some empty classroom and fuck his brains out. Absolutely shameless about it, too

J — Jack Off

° ace masturbates about two-three times a week, just because he always gets what he wants from you and doesn't see the need to jerk himself off. If both of you are busy and don't have free time, then i can see ace masturbating

K — Kink

° exhibitionism – absolutely has a thing for being caught having sex in public. More so, he purposefully does it in places he knows people come by, just to have that rush of adrenaline

O — Oral

° ace likes receiving oral, but his favorite is giving it. He's very good at going down on people regardless of their genitalia. He sucks, licks, kisses every inch, knows all sweet spots that give the most pleasure

T — Toy

° literally can compete with vil on his sex toys collection. From butt plugs to cock rings, to vibrators, to dildos. Every size, every shape, ace tried every toy in his collection at least once, and keeps the ones he doesn't use in case he discovers their potential

deuce spade

H — Horny

° ah, deuce. He keeps his true feelings from you, he wants to be touched by you, wants to touch you, his mind imagines every dirty thing possible, but deuce is shy and doesn't show you how horny he actually is

J — Jack Off

° masturbates very often. He does it almost everyday, because he gets so sexually frustrated with not being able to ask you for something. It's not always enough, so when deuce gets desperate, he texts you in the middle of the night

K — Kink

° oral fixation – put your fingers in his mouth while you fuck his hole, and deuce goes into subspace much quicker. Deuce needs something in his mouth so much, he will suck on your nipples, fingers or your sex

O — Oral

° deuce prefers giving oral, he wasn't very good at it at first, but he learns quickly. Since he has oral fixation kink, boy receives pleasure from having something in his mouth, and what's better than your sex?

T — Toy

° doesn't have a big collection of sex toys, probably a couple of dildos, a vibe and a butt plug. That's enough for deuce, but he won't stop you from buying him more toys to use on both of you