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weirdgenetic-fuckup · 1 day ago

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haiii can u write smth where youthanasia dave takes readers virginity and makes a sextape about it? 😪 can you.... please....... i beg...

A/n: not the same but I have an axl req that this reminds me of

Warnings: smut, losing virginity, sextape, fingering (f receiving), masturbation, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

You sat on the edge of his big bed, mattress dipping under your weight, while you watched Dave, your much older boyfriend, set up a camera on some sort of tripod.

His comforter was soft, not fluffy but soft, and definitely new. You looked over it, all black, and squeezed it in your hand. "Can you smile for the camera, love?" Dave asked, looking through the lens as he adjusted the angle.

You smiled, more at the name than the command, cheeks dusted a light shade of pink. "Is it ready yet?" You asked, shifting slightly. Since you started dating Dave a few months ago you knew he'd be the one to take your virginity, all your friends had lost theirs and you were just waiting for the right guy, Dave was definitely the right guy, you just never thought it would be in front of a camera.

Dave tilted the camera again before hitting a button and nodding. He stood up straighter and walked around the camera to you. He cupped your face in his big hands, making you look up at him; his eyes were dark and gently, yours were nervous. You weren't innocent by any means, Dave had definitely made sure of that, but you weren't experienced by any means, having only an idea of what was to come, what it would be like, and that didn't include the camera at all.

"It's just the one, right?" You asked. "And it stays here? The tape."

Dave nodded, leaning down to kiss your forehead. "Don't worry about it, darling, I wouldn't let anyone else look at you like this, it's just for me." He assured, caressing your cheek with the pad of his thumb. "The album is almost done, which means we'll be going on tour, which means I'll be needing something to get off to while I'm away." You couldn't help but suck your lip between your teeth, thighs pressing together at the thought of him getting off to a video of you.

"You're wearing that outfit I got you, right?" He asked, brushing some of your hair out of your face. You nodded, eyes starting to trail down his body which was currently blocking you from the view of the camera. "Why don't you show the camera, huh?"

He moved out of the way, your gaze followed him but turned to the blinking red light staring at you, waiting for you to do something. You stood up, starting with your shirt, then you shoes and socks, finally your pants, until you were left in the dainty little white matching set Dave had gifted to you a week prior. This was important to you, he knew that, so when you finally felt ready he wanted to make it memorable to you.

Dave eyed you closely, no shame in his gaze and where it fell. "Grab your chest, push it together for the camera." He said, making vague hand gestures. Your gaze flickered to him but you did it, he went behind the thing to make sure it looked good in the dim lighting he'd set up in the bedroom. "Good... that's a good girl," he said, the term making you feel a pulse in a much deeper place than normal, "now turn around, bend over the bed, let me see you." He continued, setting up behind the camera a little to watch.

Again you did as he asked, moving slowly, hesitantly. You laid your top half over the mattress, showing the little fabric between your legs, over your cunt that was already getting wet at Dave's voice, his little names for you.

"Pull your panties to the side." Dave said, one hand on the camera while the other went to his jeans, palming himself through the thick layer. Your fingers tugged at your panties, giving him and the camera a good view of you. "Now push a finger in." You had to look back at him at that, over your shoulder with your brows knit together. "Come on, you know how to do it, gotta get yourself prepped for me, darling, it's not gonna be easy fit." He said with a chuckle, his eyes just warm enough to hide the terribly filthy thoughts of you, ideas of what he'd do to you later.

You swallowed thickly, fixing your panties to the side before getting your hand between your legs and sliding a finger in, drawing a heavier breath from you. He didn't have to tell you how to touch yourself, you knew that part, pumping a finger in and out before adding another, soft moans starting to leave you as your curled your fingers to hit that one spot.

Dave's groans slipped into the room, his hand now fully in his jeans after he unzipped his fly and stroking his hardened cock through his boxers. "Darling, do you want some help with that?" He asked, waiting for you to look at him again.

Your brows raised. "Help?" You asked, Dave had fingered you on a few occasions, his fingers were thick and calloused, skilled from years on guitar. Most importantly, he loved making you feel good, more than just making you cum he wanted you moaning his name the whole way through because of his work. "Yes... Yes, I want help, Davie." You said, hand slipping from your heat.

Dave smiled and pulled his hand off of himself, quickly coming over to help you. He lifted you onto his lap, hooking your legs over his so the camera could see exactly how perfect you were. He ran his fingers through your folds, using his free arm to wrap around your midsection and hold you tight to his chest, his head on your shoulder. "Look at my pretty girl, so needy for me." He mused, pushing two fingers into you, drawing a sharp gasp from you. "Tell the camera who's pussy this is." He ordered, lips frisking the shell of your ear, hot breath fanning over the side of your face.

"It-it's yours, Davie." You said, his fingers pumping slowly in and out of you making it harder to speak, breathing getting heavier.

He sucked his teeth and pulled his fingers from your pussy, giving it a harsh smack, right on your clit. Your eyes shot open at the sting, body jolting. "No, tell the camera who you're giving your virginity to." He repeated, rubbing small circles onto your sensitive nub. "I'll want to hear you say it over and over again when I'm on tour, love, so say it." His words got harsher, but he could see you clenching around nothing so he didn't bother dialing it back for you.

"Giving it to daddy..." You said softly. "Belongs to daddy." Dave smiled, pushing his fingers back into you and resuming his ministrations a little faster.

"That's a start, you can do better than that though, can't you?" He asked, kissing down your neck.

You gave a small nod but he wasn't looking for an answer, just proof. "My-my pussy belongs to daddy, my virginity is daddy's to take... only daddy gets to make me cum." Dave groaned at your words and you could feel him twitching against you.

"That's my girl." He praised, moving his fingers faster, scissoring them in and out of you before adding a third. "You know just what to say, don't you? You're sure it's me taking your innocence?" He teased, knowing you wouldn't lie to him about this.

"M'sure, daddy." You breathed, one hand clawing at his jeans, looking for something to ground you while he was curling his fingers just right. Your other hand went to his hair, tugging on it gently but the action still made him groan.

Your moans started getting higher, louder. Dave knew you were getting closer and he didn't stop you, making you cum while he was still fully clothed was candy to him, he could get you off looking so desperate and he could walk out of that room almost like nothing happened, so long as no one caught him fixing his fly. Luckily you were in his house and no one was walking in on you anytime soon, but the camera's red light blinked at you while your eyes fluttered, Dave's fingers not changing a thing as you neared your released.

Dave gave you a squeeze as you came, getting you back for sucking his fingers in so deep as your eyes rolled back into your head. His gaze flickered between you and the camera, smiling to himself and he knew he'd be smiling as he watched the video later.

Your body melted as you came, moans settling down as Dave slowed his movements, letting you ride out your high without wanting to overstimulate you just yet. "Now-now it's your turn." You said, moving off his lap but Dave stopped you, holding your hips down.

"I don't need a turn, darling, my focus is on you tonight." He assured, kissing your cheek. "Let me focus on you tonight, you need it more than I do." You nodded, knowing there was no room to argue with him. Not that this was a bad deal for you, all his attention, affection, him being completely devoted to you for a night. "Just get up for a second, would you?" He asked, pecking your shoulder as he let go of your hips.

You managed to get to your feet but your legs were wobbly so Dave sat you back down next to him, wrapping an arm around you. He lifted his hips and got his pants and boxers off, kicking them somewhere else in the room with the rest of your clothes, his shirt following shortly behind, now he was more naked than you but he didn't plan on taking anything more off of you, he liked you like this.

He got up from the bed, you watched his cock just dangling there. You'd seen it before, taken it in your mouth while drool dribbled past your lips, had your hand wrapped around it while he bucked his hips up, soft whines leaving him as he ached for release. Now though, it just hung there, precum already beading at the slit, his tip all red but it faded out before his ginger bush which you refused to let him shave because you loved shoving your face in it.

He pulled out the drawer from the nightstand on his side of the bed and pulled out a box of condoms, already opened from his last relationships which were just groupies. He ripped one from the strip and opened it, checking for any holes before he did. He tossed the wrapper away and slid the blue thing on. "Do you really need that?" You asked, still just staring at his cock.

He thought for a moment before crawling onto the bed. "Not really, as far as I know I'm clean, but I'd rather get tested before risking it on you." He said, kissing your shoulder first and then meeting your lips.

You returned the kiss with fever, leaning into his touch as his hand came to your cheek. Dave stayed behind you, moving you centered to the camera while his kisses moved down your neck. “It’s a hard choice, you know.” He said, his hands moving down your sides to your hips. “I could watch your face now, but I want to savor it forever.”

You looked back at him, lips parted with heavy breaths. Your breathing had mostly calmed down since his hands between your legs, but his lips on your skin made you hot. “Savor it? Why?” You asked, brow raised curiously.

Dave smiled at you, turning your head back so he could kiss you. “You’re only a virgin once, darling, wanna make the most of it.” He explained, lips never going more than an inch from yours. “It’s going to feel good and I’m going to see it all over your face.” You bit your lip, his fingers were a lot already, and he wasn’t small by any means. Dave gave your ass a gentle pat and gave you one last kiss. “Don’t worry about it for now, ok? Just look pretty.” He said, kissing your shoulder again.

There was a strange sound and you looked back to see him stroking his cock, lining himself up with you before you felt him on your hot cunt. He held you against his chest, the little fuzz rubbing on your back, in his later years he started shaving less as a whole, especially with your love for his body hair.

“Here,” he started, wrapping an arm around you again, “hold onto me, be more comfortable.” Your hands found his arm, giving him a gentle squeeze as he pushed his throbbing cock against you, the tip just adding pressure to your clenching hole.

His cock slid into you, the lube of the condom mixing with your slick. He moved slowly, letting you adjust to him as he went but you were already halfway to stupid as he stretched you out, effortlessly hitting every spot. Dave bit back groans at how tight you were, it didn’t help that your gummy walls were sucking him in deeper. His hips bucked, the last inch or two snapping into you.

Dave waited a moment for you to adjust to him, he waited for a sign but you were silent. When he finally turned y0ur head to make him look at you he saw the tears pricking your eyes and was quick to bring a hand to your face, swiping his thumb over your cheek. “Oh, my sweet girl, can’t take it?” He asked, voice not nearly as teasing as it could be.

You inhaled shakily, grip on his arm tightening. “Please, daddy… feels so good.” You mumbled, much to Dave’s amusement.

“Really?” He asked, pecking your cheek. “Come one, tell me what you want.” You whined, he just laughed deep in his chest.

“Move… I-I want you to fuck me.” Dave didn’t need to be told twice, immediately pulling his hips back and rocking them forward. He went slow at first, listening to your moans as they filtered past your lips with a needy desperation to cum even when he’d just started.

Gradually his pace increased, finding a good rhythm that had the room filling with your loud moans and skin on skin. “Look at yourself.” He said through grunts. “See that little bump?” He asked, letting your gaze fall to your stomach you saw the bulge formed from his cock. “Look at how deep you’re taking me, how much you love this.” He moved a hand to your stomach, pressing lightly on it so you could really feel it. “You love this.” He repeated.

You nodded and looked to the camera, feeling its beating red gaze on you again. It didn’t feel judgemental or harsh, it was different now. Your legs slid further apart, Dave hit impossibly deeper in your cunt and it made you gasp, eyes widening. He made a point to hit that same spot over and over while your moans got louder. “Oh! Fuck, daddy, please! I-I can’t- I can’t take it, please!”

Dave groaned, the sound falling right into your ear as his head rested on your shoulder, body pressed completely against you. “Yes, you can, you’re doing so good, taking all of me, everything I give you.” He praised, kissing that sensitive spot on your neck. “You can take it, my love.” You whined but his names for you always made your knees weak, and he knew it.

Your whines got more desperate, your nails digging into his arm and pulling on his hair. He pulled out of you, only making you whine louder, cunt clenching around nothing, the sudden loss finally snapping the dam that held back your tears. Dave let you crumble onto the bed, laying on your stomach in front of him.

He hovered above you, leaning down to kiss the back of your neck. “Roll over for me, dear.” You sniffled, looking at him over your shoulder before doing as he requested and rolling onto your back, his arms keeping you caged under him.

He smiled down at you, a hand cupping your cheek, his thumb wiping away the few tears that escaped. “You’re so beautiful.” He mused, kissing away the tears on your other cheek. “This’ll be better, alright?” His hard on was heavy on your stomach, a visual for just how deep he truly had been in you. He sat back, taking his hand from your cheek to take your hand, giving it a gentle, reassuring squeeze, the other hand went to fix himself with you, allowing him to push in again.

Again he went slow but didn’t bother waiting this time. He moved much slowly this time, not at an agonizing pace, more sweet and tender, a little snap to his thrusts. His gaze stayed glued to your face, looking for any sign of discomfort but all he saw was lust, the flutter of your eyes as that knot got built right back up much faster than it had before. “This is better, isn’t it?” He asked, bringing your hand to his lips to kiss your knuckles.

You nodded, moans flowing with your breathing. “Better.” You said.

“Just wanted to see my face, didn’t you?” He asked, moving a little faster now but still not what he was doing before. “What a sweet girl, loves her daddy so much.” He still held your hand but with his free one he held your hip, thumb stretching to rub your clit, tilting your head back with louder, airy moans.

Your own free hand reached for his, holding his wrist but not stopping him from touching you. “Daddy, I-I’m gonna- hah~” You could barely get the words out before being cut off with more moans.

Dave shushed you. “I know, love, I know, just feel good, don’t worry about talking, alright?” He said, pulling you up to sit in his lap, rocking his hips up. His arms wrapped around you, holding you while he fucked you nice and slow, passionate and deep, your moans filtering right into his ears as they got louder and higher, your gummy walls squeezing him tighter until you finally came around him.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding yourself tight to him as pleasure wracked your body. Dave kissed between your neck and shoulder, his movements becoming jerkier while he tried his hardest to muffle his grunts. “I’m sorry, love, I’m so sorry.” He said, letting you fall back onto the mattress again. “Just look at the camera.” He said, lifting your hips a bit as his thrusts became harsher, your eyes widening as he pounded into you. “Just look at the camera.” He didn’t hold back his groans anymore, how good he felt while splitting you in two.