#penis gps pants | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

jedi-luca · 3 months ago

Text

Chapter Sixteen: Lover

Summary: You and your wife Quinn move your family outside of New York City to Avenger Lane; a small private suburbia. There you face your toughest obstacle of your marriage. Will your marriage with Quinn be strong enough when a certain redheaded beauty captures your attention?

Parings: Natasha x Reader

Warnings: Smut and fluff, Reader has a Penis

Previous Chapter

You were both driving down the road a couple hours in with your hand down Natasha’s yoga pants playing with her clit.

“Y/N.” She whimpered.

She was drenched and your fingers were covered in her goo.

Every now and then right before she’d cum you’d bring them in your mouth.

“Hmm you’re sooo delicious.” You’d smirk.

“Can you please pull over? Please daddy?”

“You know we can't, someone will catch us.”

“It won’t take me long, I just need you deep inside of me.” She husked near your ear.

You smirked and she reached over palming your hard on.

“Or I can maybe go down on you for a bit?” Natasha smirked, biting her lip.

“Hmm, no too dangerous.”

She unzipped your jeans pulling your cock out from your briefs. “Hmmm.”

“Baby- oh fuck!” You swerved a bit as she began to bob her head.

You slowed down a bit using one hand to go beneath her yoga pants and finger fuck her just to sedate her a bit.

You looked at the GPS. You still had another hour and a half.

“Shiiiit.” You sighed feeling her tongue licking you up in all the right places.

“I can’t wait until we’re there. I'm gonna ride you like never before.”

“Oh fuck.” You groan, feeling yourself cuming already.

You see an empty scenic view and pull over. Yanking her in the back seat, pulling her yoga pants down, and bending her over. You enter her and start thrusting.

“Yessss fuck yess finally! I knew I’d convince you.”

“Yeah you always get what you want.”

“Hmhm and I want this dick baby. So fucking bad.”

“Shit!” You slap her ass and she pushes you back so she can sit on you.

“Fuuuuuuck. Yesss.” She hugged the seat in front of her and began to slam her ass down over and over again and again.

“Oh fuck Natasha I’m gonna cum baby if you keep doing that I’m gonna cum!”

She smirked and repeated that motion again and again. Until she slammed down one last time wiggling on you back and forth until you were both hitting that sweet high..

“Oh fuck.” you panted melting against the backseat watching how she lifted herself up and let your cum fall against your cock. She scooted over getting in her knees making sure to swallow every last bit of your honey.

“Fuck, you are just so sexy I could keep going forever.” You pant.

“Hmm, save it for the cabin, come on baby.” She smirked, hopping out of the truck. “We need another picture in front of this view!”

“Whatever you want.” You mumble pulling your pants up.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

“Wow.” You say driving up to the cabin you thought would be a quaint little spot in the woods.

“Whoa.”

It was a massive cabin overlooking the sea and the woods.

“It’s beautiful.” Natasha said, stepping out of the truck leaning against you.

You both made your way up the stairs to the door opening it revealing a very modern cabin.

“Wow.” You said again looking around. “Umm, I’ll grab the things.”

“I can help.”

“Nah Nat you get comfortable, look around, relax.“

“I’m not letting you unload all of that by yourself. Now come on.” She glared, leading you outside.

You began unloading the truck letting her take in the suitcases and you grabbed the coolers.

“Are these all mine?” She smirked, coming back out to see her gifts in a neat pile.

“Yes.” You grinned.

She smirked taking those inside. Realizing you won’t need the wood you left it inside the bed and trailed after her.

You both put everything away when you finally came together holding one another as you looked around.

“What should we do now?” Natasha kinked her brow wrapping her arms around your neck.

“Well I was thinking of a hike and dinner later?”

“Did you say hike?” Natasha’s brows furrow.

“Yes.” You chuckled. “Tony mentioned it’s really close to the cabin and the view is breathtaking.”

“What happened to ripping my clothes off and taking my breath away between the sheets?” She smirked.

“Oh I still plan on that.” You smirk. “Come on, I promise you won’t regret it.”

She kisses you softly and nods. “Okay baby let’s go.”

“Before we do I got you this for the hike.”

Natasha grinned, taking one of her presents, opening it on the sofa. “Trying to keep me warm so I don’t take your hoodie again?” She smirks, taking out a Patagonia jacket and a beanie.

“You can always wear my hoodies.” You laugh.

“Thank you, I love it. It’s my favorite color too.” She pecks your cheek.

You throw on your hiking boots, and your jacket on.

“You look so cute in those boots.” She smirks. “They look cool too, almost like sneakers. I love the tan with the teal.”

“Thanks.” You grin.

“I almost forgot. I’m dating a jock.”

“Nat, you teach ballet!”

“Exactly, I hardly do any cardio and barely lift 45 pounds. I’m not an athlete like you. I’ve seen you lift, jog, playing football, soccer, basketball, and baseball! You even box, and don’t get me started on how long you can make love to me.”

“How have you seen me-“ You chuckle.

“You forget that the internet is forever. You have videos on YouTube that your coach uploaded.”

“Oh wow! Had no idea.” You raise your brows.

“Ugh, I’m in love with jock.”

You huff slapping her ass.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

You and Natasha were walking up the trail occasionally nodding to other couples coming down.

“Okay, it’s really cold, but it’s not too bad.” She admitted as you both passed through the pines.

You grinned, lifting up her hand giving it a smooch. “If you’re extra cold let me know you can use my jacket too.”

“Sweetie, I’m wearing a sweater that you got me, the jacket, a beanie, and a scarf. I’m okay I promise. You forget I’m Russian.”

You snort and she slaps your arm. “Got something to say?”

“You weren’t even there long!”

“I was born in the winter! Ass.”

You both laughed and continued your trek.

“I promise you once we make it up to the top which isn’t much further it’ll be breathtaking.”

She looked over at you and smiled, kissing your hand too. “I’m sure it will be.”

Soon a family came around the corner, the daughter on her mothers shoulders and their little boy hand in hand with his other mommy.

They waved at you both.

“Hi!” The little girl smiled brightly.

“Hi!” You and Natasha chuckled.

“Ugh, she was so cute.” Natasha, whined looking up at you.

“That she is.”

“Baby?”

“Hm?”

“You know I can’t give you more baby’s right?”

“I know.” You say kissing her hand.

“It’s just I still want them, and I know you do too.”

“I know love I just figured… you were adopted. There’s so many kids out there looking for good parents. That’s us. Think of how happy we could make them? Plus we still have Beth and Fin.” You wink.

Natasha leans against you and you wrap an arm around her. “You know I wish I could, right?”

You stop walking and pull her against you. “You not being able to does not change how I feel about you not one bit. Okay? Even if you didn’t want kids and you just wanted to help me with mine, that's enough for me. I love you Natalia, all of you.

Natasha blinked away a tear and you brushed it away. She nodded and you hugged her close, kissing her head.

“You wanna keep going?”

“Yes.” She nodded with a sniffle. You took out your handkerchief and handed it to her. “Thank you baby.” Natasha placed it in her pocket and took your hand as you began your hike once more.

Soon an older couple and their dog walked by.

“Do you think Quinn will let you have Ollie?”

“Yes.” You nod.

“I’m sure Leho would like a friend.” She smiled. “I can’t wait until you move in with me baby.”

“Yeah?”

“God yes. Seeing you tinkering around the house. Fixing things and making things for me. Doing everything with you sounds like heaven to me.”

You grin, kissing her hand once more.

“Y/N, who else knows about us?”

“Everyone knows.”

“Even your parents.”

“Even my parents.”

“Do they hate me?”

“No baby they don’t hate you Quinn on the other hand.” You cringed. “Nat, I didn’t divorce Quinn just because I was in love with you. I divorced her because of everything she did to me.”

“Good.”

“But you are the reason I sped it up.” You chuckled.

She smirked.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.” She laughed.

“How many people have you been with?”

“Y/N Y/L/N!”

“I was just wondering, I mean I’ve only ever been with Quinn.”

“I’ve only been with one other person besides you and that was Bruce. It was a one time thing. I was stupid I thought maybe he felt something for me, and I thought maybe I did too but it was all for show he wanted Betty.” She shook her head.

“But how did you know you couldn’t have kids?”

“A couple years ago I thought about insemination. They ran different tests and just found that my eggs were just infertile.” She sighed. “They highly recommended for me not to try IVF. They said that it would cause severe depression when the negative results would come in, and not only that but the effects on my body would be too much.”

“I’m sorry love.”

“Don’t be, I probably should have told you a while ago.”

You’re walking a bit more and she speaks up.

“Okay now I have a question.”

“Alright.” You chuckled.

“Do you wish you would have taken some time to be alone before being with me?”

“Fuck no.” You laughed. “Are you kidding me?”

“I’m just making sure you said you’ve only been with Quinn. There’s plenty of fish in the sea. More than half the women on our block want to be with you.”

“You’ve only been with Bruce.” You raised your brow.

“And now you.”

“Same I have you.” You smirked.

She laughed and nodded. “Touché.”

“Look baby, we made it.” You grinned seeing the sign as you began to round the corner.

“Oh wow.” She sighed seeing the view. You sat her down on the rock nearby holding her from behind.

You looked over hearing a guy singing Lover by Taylor Swift with his guitar to his boyfriend.

‘Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Lover’

Natasha sighed against your chest turning her chin to kiss your cheek. “I love you. I’m so happy that we’re finally together.”

“Me too.” You smile.

“I love this song.” She grins. “It makes me think of you.” You squeeze her a little tighter keeping her warm.

As the song ends she pats your arm and stands to take a photo of the view.

You walk over when he finishes. “Hi my name is Y/N and I was wondering if I could play a song for my girl over there. I’m gonna propose.”

“Oh my gosh of course!” He grinned, handing you his guitar. “Would you like us to record you?”

“If you don’t mind.” You say handing him your phone.

You threw the strap over your neck and began finding your tune. Natasha turns around to sit with you only to see you strumming.

She blushed as you started singing a song walking towards her.

“I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad

Carry you around when your arthritis is bad

All I wanna do is grow old with you”

Natasha couldn’t help but cry.

“They’re proposing!”

“Oh my gosh they’re proposing!” You hear people hissing as they pull out they’re phones.

“I'll get you medicine when your tummy aches

Build you a fire if the furnace breaks

Oh, it could be so nice, growing old with you”

It was blistering cold up on that mountain too but you were keeping her warm with your words.

“I'll miss you

Kiss you

Give you my coat when you are cold

Need you

Feed you

Even let you hold the remote control”

You walked up to her getting down on one knee.

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink

Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink

Oh, I could be the one who grows old with you

I wanna grow old with you.”

Natasha sniffles wiping away her tears as you take the guitar off. The gentleman who it belongs to quietly comes over taking it from you and begins strumming the chords to All My Life by K-Ci & JoJo.

“My love, From the moment we met, I knew there was something truly special about you. You’ve brought so much joy, laughter, and love into my life, and every day with you is a new adventure. Your kindness, strength, and unwavering support have shown me what true love really is. I can’t imagine my life without you by my side. You have become my best friend, my confidant, and the love of my life. Every moment we’ve shared has been a beautiful memory, and I want to create countless more with you. Today, I kneel before you with a heart full of love and a promise of forever. Will you do me the incredible honor of becoming my partner for life? Will you marry me?”

You open the velvet emerald box revealing a golden band with a large emerald and diamonds surrounding the stone.

“Yes baby.” She cried. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” You placed the ring back on her finger and stood up kissing her. You wrapped your arms around her swaying to the music.

“That was so beautiful.” One of the women said, wiping her tears. “I got it on video for you guys.”

“Same!” Another guy grinned:

“Thank you.” Natasha smiled.

��Congratulations.” The guitarist smiled clapping with the crowd. His boyfriend handed you your phone.

The people who filmed it air dropped it to your phone, and left you both to watch the sea from the rock.

“That was beautiful.” Natasha grinned leaning against your chest as she admired the ring. “I don’t know how I’m going to top that.”

“Does that mean you’re going to propose to me?” You chuckled, tickling her sides.

“That’s what we should do in town! Let’s find you a ring.” She gasped

“I was kidding, baby.”

“Well I’m not.” She pecked your cheek.

“Alright princess whatever you want.”

“Did you pack a snack?”

“Fuck I didn’t.”

“Y/N.” She huffed.

“I know I’m sorry baby. Come on, let's head back to the cabin. I’ll make you dinner.

“I’m hungry.” She sighed.

You stopped by a family eating.

“Hi I’m sorry to bug you but I just proposed to my fiancé over there, and I did not pack snacks. Could I buy some-“

“Take it.” The man shook his head handing you a couple granola bars, fruit snacks, and water bottles.

“Thank you seriously, thank you.”

“No worries. Don’t wanna make her upset already.” He chuckled.

You ran off after Natasha.

“Honey!” You called after her.

“I’m hungry, I'm not stopping.”

“Baby, I got you snacks.”

“Wait what?”

“Yeah! Look! Here hon.” You open the water for her and then open her granola bar.

Watching her completely drink half the bottle and eat the bar before starting on the fruit snacks.

“Feel better?” You ask, feeling her cheeks.

She nods, looking almost embarrassed. “Y/N, I’m so sorry, I don’t know why, I got so upset with you.”

“Well we had a light lunch and went on a mile and a half hike.”

“Still.”

“You want some more?” You ask, holding up the snacks.

“No baby I’m better now thank you.”

“Okay.” You stuff them in your pockets and take her hand as you both walk back towards the cabin.

“I’m sorry, I got so upset with you like that, and right after you proposed and said all those sweet things.”

“It’s okay! You didn’t have breakfast and we only had a salad for lunch. How about we have a nice dinner? I didn’t get to make you dinner last night like I wanted and now we can celebrate.”

“Fancy dinner huh?” Natasha grinned. “Yeah okay but I didn’t really bring a dress baby.”

“Wellll.” You bit your lip.

“You didn’t! Y/N!”

“It’s your birthday, come on!”

She smiles bashfully.

When you finally get to the cabin you hand her the gift bags.

She raised her brow and took the bags before going upstairs, and you quickly showered. Then cook dinner before changing into your suit.

“Wow. Stunning.” You grinned as she walked in.

“Did you shop for this?”

“Kurt made it.” You chuckled.

“I thought so. It’s gorgeous.”

You grabbed a glass of champagne and handed it to Natasha before returning to the stove to plate the steaks and the mashed potatoes with veggies.

“This looks amazing.” She smiles cutting into her steak.

You both smile, enjoying the music and the food. More importantly, you’ve both never been happier than this moment of course having your daughters but this is up there. You’ve finally found your soul mate.

“That was really good, thank you.” Natasha kissed your hand as you put the dishes away in the dishwasher.

“I may have bought an extra pie at that diner.” You chuckled, going to the fridge.

“Yesss.” Natasha grinned as you cut a couple slices. You both ate them moaning at how good they were.

“Best pie ever.” You snicker as she smooches you lips.

“I don’t think I can keep eating please put this away.” She chuckled as you put the pie away.

As she fixed her lipstick you put on You and Me by Penny & The Quarters.

“Dance with me.” You smile offering your hand.

The redhead smiles bashfully before taking your hand and standing.

Natasha leans up kissing your lips as you sway to the music.

“Y/N?” She says as the song ends.

“Hm?” You hum looking down at her.

“Make love to your fiancé.”

You snatched your phone up and lifted her up bridal style making your way up the stairs to the bedroom.

“Practicing?”

You chuckled walking through the threshold. You set her on the bed before turning on the fireplace.

You shrugged off your suit jacket only for her to turn around.

“Unzip me.” She looked back at you.

“Kurt did a tremendous job with this dress. You look gorgeous.” You said, unzipping it slowly letting Natasha step out of it only to see her in lingerie from what you only assumed Carol got her.

“Do you want me to thank Carol too?” She husked turning around.

“Yes please.” You gulp.

“Take off that suit for me baby.” She says walking over in heels towards the chaise in front of the fire. You undo your buttons and take off your suspenders before shrugging off your dress shirt.

“God, I love your muscles Y/N. The way your veins lead down to my lolly is one of my favorite things.”

You can feel yourself throbbing as you take off your shoes and socks. Then slowly take off your dress pants revealing your black briefs. Your hungness just outlined in a way that makes her mouth salivate for you.

“Come here.” She beckons you, eyeing you like a lioness and her prey.

You place your knee on the chaise and her hands cup your ass cheeks squeezing them as her lips go for your veins that she covets. Leaving a trail of lipstick on your body. A brief thought came to mind of getting her signature lips tattooed along your lower half. Just as a little reminder when you’re away from her.

Your cock twitches feeling the cool wedding ring you put on her finger against your abs. You cup the back of her head and she kisses your forearm.

“I got you another present.” You smirked looking down.

“Baby that’s too corny.” She rolled her eyes.

“No, I mean it look.” She pulled down the waist bad of your briefs bringing them down on your knees when she noticed her name right above your cock.

Natalia’s saddle

“When did you get this?”

“When I was in Tokyo.” You chuckled.

“Oh my gosh. Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“I wanted to, but the tattooist said it’d be hotter if you found it yourself.”

She laughed and nodded before kissing it.

“They weren’t wrong.” She eyed it.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes daddy I love it. That’s actually really fucking hot. What made you do this?”

“Well me and the boys got really drunk with some Japanese business men, and well (pleasedontgetmad) one of them may have sent a sex worker to my room. So I left and went straight to a tattoo shop and got this instead. After I went to a jeweler and got your ring made.”

Natasha chuckled, shaking her head.

“There’s a lot to do there at night.” You grinned.

“I love you.” She chuckled.

“I love you too…” you dangled your jangles in front of her. “Now do you want your lolly or not cause, baby, I really want my tongue in your pussy. My mouth is watering for you.”

She smirked going back to her task at hand looking at the words. “Wait, how did I not notice this when we had sex this morning in the shower?”

“You’re kind of oblivious when I’m fucking you silly.” You chuckle and shit lightly bites you. “Ahhhhh I’m sorry!” You Hiss. The pain quickly faded as you felt immense pleasure as she began to bob her head and swirl her tongue and hand around your shaft.

You watched as your fiancé licked you up and down. God that felt great to say. Fiancé. Your future wife. Natasha Romanoff Y/L/N. You picked up your phone and began recording your newly dubbed fiancé.

“Gah damn, my beautiful fiancé Mrs. Natasha Y/L/N. Going to fucking town.”

She looked up at your phone smirking as she completely choked you down.

“Hmmm.” You caressed her chin. “I love you baby.”

She slowly bobbed her head before letting you go with a pop. “I love you too, daddy. So much I can’t wait to marry you.” She husked still licking you as she pumped your cock.

“I can’t wait to marry you baby…. Damn Nat you know just how I like it…Can daddy lick you now?”

“No daddy, I wanna taste your honey first.” She smirked seeing you twitch in her hand precum oozing out.

“Fuck!” You groaned. “What if we both 69ned?”

“Uhuh, no, I wanna focus on you my fiancé.” She got on her knees sitting you down and began sucking on your sack.

“Oh my-!” You groaned, pulling her hair back.

She let go before going back to your member bringing her bralette up so her breasts can hold you between them.

“Shit baby.” You watched as she pumped your cock with her breasts and your tip into your mouth.

“Alright baby, come here.” You stood up and stroked your cock a bit letting the tip hit her lips a bit. She opened her mouth moaning as she sucked you harder and harder.

You held her head in place and began fucking her throat. You hissed as you felt her tonsils around your dick. Her moaning vibrates you enough to cum. Your toes curled and her hands cupped your cheeks. You pulled out and she held out her tongue before swallowing.

“Hmmm.” You hummed as she sucked you a little bit more before you spoke up. “Alright you got your honey now let me have mine.” You smirked handing her the phone.

“Oh I’m the cameraman now?” She smirked. As you laid her down against the tacky bearskin rug.

“Oh yeah I’m watching this shit when I have to leave for work and you can’t come with me.”

“That’s pretty hot, you watching us as porn.”

“Ain’t it?”

“You’ll have to make me a copy. I might even need a mold of your cock made so when you’re away from me I can still have you inside of me.”

“You got it princess.” You look up with a smirk.

You kiss up her thighs and leave a small kiss against her folds before letting your tongue peek through.

“Hmmm.” You groan, finally tasting her and hearing her moan. “You taste so good baby girl.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes baby so fucking good I could lick you up all day. Fuck I’m already hard for you.” You flex your back and continue licking her up and down and side to side. This time spelling out the words I’m going to marry you & I love you.

“Ohhhhh daddy!” She moans, setting the camera up to film you both.

“You need both hands huh?” You chuckled.

“Hmhm.” She whines.

“That’s okay my love I just want you to cum and cum hard.” You say before diving back in. You lift up her ass so you can get to her ass and move aside her lacy thong.

“Hmmmm!” You hummed causing her to giggle. You go back to her clit sucking and licking.

You feel her begin to hump your face, her moaning grows so you pick up the pace stuffing your face with her pussy. She lets out a strangle moan and stiffens against you as she cums undone.

You sit up wiping your mouth letting your cock bathe in her pool.

She whines making grabby hands at you.

“Hmm.” You sigh feeling her heat and wetness along your staff.

You lay against her, kissing her softly.

“You like your taste? Cause I fuckin do.”

She giggled and kissed you again.

“You always make me feel so good daddy.”

“That’s my goal baby girl.”

“That’s my goal tonight too. You always make me cum over and over again and again. I’m riding you until I can’t anymore daddy.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Hmhm call me the pussy monster.”

You chuckled darkly. “Hmm I’m gonna make this pussy squirt.”

“Baby not on their bear skin rug, it'll ruin it.”

“Oh come on babe.”

“Fine but get towels.”

You stood up and ran off and she turned towards the camera.

“Hmmm, I love you baby," she blew the camera kiss. “I miss you so much. Come home to me.”

You fold a couple towels beneath her bottom.

You lay between her legs slowly holding them up.

“Ahhh!” You both moan as you push inside of her just half way. You slowly push again, hitting her spot.

“Daddy.” She whimpers, pulling you down to kiss her.

“Daddy’s got you baby girl. You’re taking me so well. Hmm… I’m gonna make you fucking cum so hard love.”

“Oh baby!” Natasha moans and you lean down leaving marks against her skin.

“You’re so smooth.” You whispered taking off her lingerie freeing her breasts hearing the redhead moan at the action her hips rocking against your cock. “You’re so beautiful.” You kiss her once more before pulling apart. “And sweet.” You pull out and pull her thong off but leaving her garter on. She sat up and made you lay down this time.

“Aww baby I wanted to make you squirt first.”

“Who says I can’t do that myself?” She smirks down at you lifting her leg to straddle you. “Let me on my saddle.”

“You’re wish is my command princess.” You grunt with a smirk on your face.

She took your phone and smirk. “You’re gonna wanna see this from this angle daddy I promise.” She sets the phone behind her where you won’t kick it.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.” She panted as she begins to ride the tip of your cock. Her jaw slacked as she hit her spot.

“That’s it baby fuck yourself on daddy’s cock. How does it feel?”

“Soooo fucking good!” She groaned, You reached up massaging her breasts.

You hiss as she lowers herself and begins to ride you. She really was not lying when she said like never before. She’s angling your cock with each motion looking for that perfect spot. Her moans haven’t stopped the moment she started riding you; they only keep growing. Even her accent is starting to show.

“Ohhhhh yesssss! Ohhhh yesssssss! Fuuuuck! Yesss daddddy!” She’s pounding you at this point, her ass bouncing against your hips, her accent is full on out.

“Fuck Natasha.” You groaned seeing your creams seep down to your balls as she rode you. The squelching sound turned you both on to no end. She arched her back, slowing her pace before slamming back down on your cock.

“I want you to fuck me like this all the time.” She bit her lip looking down at you squirming. She lifted up seeing all your cum seeping out of her pussy and down on your cock. Watching your staff and abs twitch from the after shocks. She slides you right back inside of her.

“Ahhhhhhh.” You both groan.

“I wanna be with you everyday for the rest of my life baby.” You admit sitting up with her in your lap.

“Oh God Y/N!” Her mouth turned into an ‘O’ as she twitched against your member.

“Natasha!” You groan hold her close.

Natasha smirked, pushing you back down, wiggling on your hardened member.

You groaned at the feel.

She kissed you softly, moving her hips again. “Oh baby you’re so sweet and loving. Kind and caring. I can’t wait to be your wife.” Her movements picked up pace. You were both so close already.

“Natalia.” You sighed against her lips. “I’m in love with you.” She looked into your eyes with tears forming.

“I love you too Y/N. So much.” Her movements were now fast and sloppy. You helped her bounce on your cock. When she fell on top of you letting her ass do the work. You palmed her ass cheek before slapping it. That always does it for her. She was now over the edge babbling your name as she rode you. She cried as her pussy constricted around you.

“Oh fuuuck!” You moaned out, feeling your seed shoot out.

She yelled out your name lifting off your meat as her pussy became a fire hydrant.

“Ahhhhhhh!” She hissed as the liquid ran down against your abs.

She grabbed your cum ridden cock and stuffed you back inside her once more.

“Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit babbyyyy!” You groaned as she started riding you once more. She’s the fucking pussy monster.

“I told you I was going to ride you like never before.”

“I’m not complaining. As far as I’m concerned this is your saddle, this is your dick baby.” You chuckled and massaged her ass, groping it before letting your hands wander her body.

“All this is mine now huh?” She smirked looking down at you.

“I’m all yours fiancé.”

“Hmm, mine.” She groaned as she sped up her pace. Her hands going down your abs as they twitched beneath her finger tips.

She muttered some words in Russian and began slamming down on your cock. “Yesssss yesss yesss!” She moaned cumming around you. She lifted up a bit letting you see the way your seed shot inside of her.

“Ahhhh!” Groaning you began cuming inside of her. You pivoted your hips and she chuckled as you thrusted inside of her.

You both groaned, riding the wave of your orgasms. She sighed, feeling completely filled up with your cum.

The redheaded beauty falls against your chest in a heaving sweaty mess. Natasha began kissing your shoulder down to your heart. You nudged her forehead with your nose getting her to meet your lips. “I’m so in love with you.”

“You have absolutely no idea how I longed to hear those words come from those lips.” She burrowed deeply into you still kissing your skin.

You look down, bringing her back in a kiss.

“Hmm you better not start something you can’t finish cause baby I could ride you all day.” She grins against your lips wiggling her hips against your cock.

“Fuck.” You groaned before rolling over on top of her.

“Hmm.” She giggled as you playfully peppered her with kisses before reaching over to stop the recording.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

You woke up with Natasha’s head on your chest. Her legs tangled in yours. You looked down smirking at the lipstick on your body.

You held her closer and kissed her head whispering how much you loved her before slowly letting her go.

“Noooo.” Natasha whined reaching out for you. “Baby where are you going?”

“I just wanted to go for a trail run.”

“Hnhn.” She groaned holding you.

“Come with me?”

“You’re funny.” Her voice is still gravely from sleep, not to mention the amount of moaning and screaming she did all night.

“Come on the hike was beautiful on this seaside mountain range. Imagine the jog?” You coo cuddling against her.

“Is that what you really want to do? To be in the blistering cold? Running away from bears? Orrr stay here with your fiancé and christen the rest of Starks cabin?” Natasha lifted the blanket off showing you her porcelain body.

“Ooohh you drive a hard bargain tiny dancer.” You say in a southern twang. Natasha yanks you back down complaining about how it’s 6 in the morning, and you’ve only gone to sleep a couple hours ago. “You’re lucky I love you.” She chuckles.

“I really am.” you say softly placing her hair out of her face admiring her beauty before leaving a soft peck against her lips.

She hums against your chest.

“All this feels strange and untrue, and I won't waste a minute without you.”

Natasha smiles against your chest feeling the hum of your voice.

“My bones ache, my skin feels cold, and I'm getting so tired and so old. The anger swells in my guts, and I won't feel these slices and cuts. I want so much to open your eyes. 'Cause I need you to look into mine.”

Your fiancé pushes up a bit to see you looking at her.

“Tell me that you'll open your eyes.” You sing, pushing her hair behind her ear. She leans in kissing your lips softly before singing back to you.

“Get up, get out, get away from these liars. 'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire. Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine, and we'll walk from this dark room for the last time.”

You grin lazily and sing with her.

“Every minute from this minute now. We can do what we like anywhere. I want so much to open your eyes. 'Cause I need you to look into mine.

Tell me that you'll open your eyes. Tell me that you'll open your eyes. ‘Cause all this feels strange and untrue, and I won't waste a minute without you.”

“I love it when you sing to me.” She whispers as you roll her over and cuddle her.

“I love singing with you.”

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

A few hours later Natasha re-awoke seeing you reading.

“You’re sexy when you read.” She yawns, stretching against your body as you set your book down.

“You’re making blush.” You smirk as she pecks your lips.

“I’m sorry I slept so long.” She yawned again.

“It’s okay, I put you in a sex coma.” You chuckle.

She drapes her body over yours humming at the feel of your body against hers. “You most certainly did.” Her body is covered in chills as your fingers graze her skin.”

“You hungry love? I can make us breakfast. Then if you want we can head into town. Pepper, was telling me about some shops you might like.”

She smiled at you caressing your chin. “Sounds like you have the day planned.”

“Oh don’t worry baby I fully intend to come back and make vigorous love to you. Once my dick heals.” You grin, leaning in to kiss her lips.

“What’s wrong?” She furrows her brows cutely if you may add as she looks down raising the sheets to see your flacid cock.

“It’s just a little raw.” You hiss as she touches it, lifting it up.

“Stop. Really?” She giggles.

“Okay, first: no giggling while you are looking or touching my dick.” She drops you and laughs harder against your chest. “Secondly, yeah it’s raw honey you fucked my brains out last night.”

“I will never laugh at my saddle baby. I promise you are very well endowed in that department, and secondly I believe we both fucked each others brains out. You put me in a sex coma, and my body is littered with marks.”

You hiss, feeling yourself inflated at her comments.

“Seriously?” She smirks.

“What? My soldier likes compliments.” You chuckle cringing a bit.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

“Thanks baby.” Natasha smiled, wiping her mouth.

“You’re welcome.” You wiggle your brows. Standing up with your plate along with hers. You quickly rinsed the plates and placed them in the dishwasher.

“Wanna go to town?” She asked, standing up her hand against your chest.

“On you? Fuck yeah.” You smirked turning around in her arms

“You still need to heal.” She raises her brow. “Now let’s go into town, get you a ring and maybe look around then have some lunch.”

“Damn not even a quickie? I can just make it about you.”

She glared at you.

“Kidding.” You chuckled, and led her to the truck.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

“What about this one?” she pointed out.

“Eh.”

“Okay well what about this one? It goes with the pinky ring you like to wear.”

“Does it?”

“I think so.”

You looked at it not so sure.

“Well if you want when we get home we can try again? You can bring it with you.”

“Yeah.” You nodded.

Natasha nodded a little put out that you didn’t see anything you liked.

“I did like these work out bands though.”

“Yeah?” She smiles looking down.

“I have matching sets if you’d like.” The jeweler smiles.

“How about the green ones?” You say.

“Yeah I like those.” Natasha smiles.

“That’s it then.” You grin.

“I’ll take them.” She grins, taking out her wallet just as you do. “Sweetie, if you don’t put that away, I’ll nut punch you like you did Scott.”

“And putting this back in my pocket.” You say pursing your lips.

“Good choice.” The jeweler chuckles. “Gotta take care of the jewels.”

You walk out with a forest green ring until she can take you to another jeweler.

Natasha takes you into each shop. It's when she drags you into a kids store that gets you frowning. You see her grabbing Bluey items.

“Babe, what are you doing?”

“Well I’m getting Fin some stuff for her room. We need to probably take out the bed, and get her a twin but we can do that when we get home.”

“Baby I can just take some stuff from the house.”

“You will not take one thing from her house.” She said poking your chest. “This is a whole new experience for both the girls that we are throwing them into. They are literally going to be living side by side. They need to have different rooms. It’s important.”

“Okay, I understand that.” You nodded, keeping your voice down. “Nat, hun, I love you and I love that you wanna do this for them, but she and I haven’t even gone into custody discussions yet.”

“Y/N, there’s a good chance our home will be looked at first. They’re gonna want to see that it’s ready for them. You do want them with us right?”

“Of course I do.”

“Okay then we need to set up their rooms. Listen when Lena and I got adopted we were looked at constantly. Trust me this will go a long way. I just want to help us that’s all.”

“Okay. Alright. Let’s do it.”

She smiled, pecking your lips.

“But do we have to spend this much. I love my baby don’t get me wrong but hun kids are fucking expensive.”

“Y/N.” She glared.

“Sorry, I was totally over hearing you both. Kids are fucking expensive this is like $50 cheaper at Target.” The woman explained. “Sorry I’m a mom of 4 and my kids love Bluey. I like to get the little things here sometimes that I can’t find anywhere else, but this comforter set. Is most definitely cheaper anywhere else.”

“You gotta love a bargain as a parent.” You grinned, gesturing to the woman.

“Ugh so true. They just grow up so fast and the trends change even faster soon it won’t be Bluey anymore.”

“So true with my oldest it was Paw Patrol and then Lego everything, and now it’s sleepovers and don’t talk to me.”

“Oh noo let me guess 12 going on 13?” The mom laughed, nodding.

“Yes!”

“Oh God, that's the hardest age in my opinion. You’re gonna have a tough time not gonna sugar coat it. Especially cause it sounds like you two just got together sooo she’s probably on her other mothers side?”

“Spot on.” You nod.

“Yeah it’s best to just ride the roller coaster. Just be there for her. That’s really all you can do. You’re gonna wanna argue you’re gonna wanna ground. It’s best to let her other mother deal with that part. Trust me as my kid screaming at his computer would say “you don’t want no smoke.” She laughed.

You laughed along with her.

“Thank you for the advice.”

“Of course, and congratulations to you two on getting together, and to you on your first.”

“Oh I’m not pregnant.” Natasha shook her head.

“Honey, I’ve been through the ringer four times, about to go through it one last time. I can tell it’s like how people have a gaydar. I have a pregnancy-dar, and you are absolutely glowing.” She laughed. “Anyway you two take care, it was so good to meet you.”

“You too.” You smile and shake her hand and she walks out.

“Wow.” Natasha furrowed her brows.

“She was so nice.”

“Y/N, she called me fat!”

“What?! No she didn’t!”

“She said congratulations on your first.”

“Hun, that does not mean you’re fat!”

“Umm, yesss it does.” Another woman interjected.

“Oh my god.” Her husband groaned.

“Thank you!” Natasha huffed.

“You're beautiful girl!”

“Thank youuu. So are you!” Natasha smiled sweetly.

You massage your temple.

After grabbing Fin and Beth a few things you both moved on to the next store. You sit down by the other husbands and wives as their fems peruse around the boutique.

“Wouldn’t it be nice if they made a spouse nap location.” One of them said, causing all of them to chuckle.

“Honey?”

“Yes?” They all answered automatically until Natasha came out of the rows of clothes furrowing her brows.

You stood walking over.

“What do you think of this?”

She shows you a few dresses and you look them up and down smiling. “I think each of them would look stunning on you love.”

“Thanks baby.” She smiles, pecking your lips. Leading you to the register.

“You hungry?” You ask taking out your wallet.

“Yes but Y/N you don’t need to get this-“

“You bought my girls some stuff so why can’t I buy my fiancé some dresses?” You ask.

“If you two are looking for a place to eat. You really can’t go wrong with any restaurant in town. It really just depends on what sounds good.” The girl checking the items out smiled.

“Italian?” You ask Natasha.

“Yeah that sounds great.”

“There’s Mia’s just a few doors down.”

“Thank you.” You both smile.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

You were both seated relatively quickly.

“Hi, my name is Kelly I’ll be your server today.” A young brunette handed you both a couple of menus and a drink menu.

“Thank you.” You both say.

“I’ll be right back with some bread.”

Natasha looked at you a certain way and you were at a loss.

“What’s wrong? Did you change your mind? Cause it’s okay we can-“

“No, but that girl was totally checking you out.”

“What girl?”

You furrowed your brows in confusion and she chuckled at you.

“Our server.”

“Kelly?”

“You needed me?” The server asked bringing the bread touching your forearm.

You moved your arm and shook your head. “No.”

“Okay I’ll be back around then. Do you know what you want to drink?”

“Just some water is fine. Baby, you want some wine or something?” You ask Natasha.

“No just a water is fine for now thank you.”

Kelly walked away and Natasha raised her brow at you looking at your arm.

“Yeah okay I see what you mean. Want me to ask for another server?”

Natasha smiled at you and shook her head. “No she can look that’s fine she just can’t touch.”

Soon Kelly was back around with some glasses of waters when she ‘accidentally’ dropped one right on your lap.

“Shit!” You hopped up.

“Oh my goodness I’m so sorry!” She grabbed the napkin and began to press against your dick.

“Stop!!” Natasha huffed, grabbing her arm and pushing her back.

“Whoa! No! Nope! Uhuh no! Let’s go Nat! Not cool Kelly!” You huffed angrily.

Natasha took your hand and walked out of the restaurant.

“Fuck now it looks like I pissed myself, and it’s fucking cold out here.” You growled.

Natasha took you into the nearest store and bought you some grey sweats and a hoodie.

“Go change.” She nodded.

You sighed, throwing your wet clothes into the plastic bag.

“Thanks babe.”

She hugged you close and kissed you softly. “You feel better.”

“Yeah.”

“Good.”

“I’m sorry lunch was ruined, we should have left when she touched my arm.”

“Sweetie don’t apologize for her! She groped you.” Natasha pulled you in another hug. “How about I make you your own pasta?”

“You know how to make pasta?”

“Hmhm.” She smirked.

“Teach me and you got a deal.”

“Let’s go baby.”

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

“What do you think?” Natasha asked as you took your first bite.

“Whoa.”

She chuckled.

“It’s so good Nat.” You take a bite of your bread and watch as she begins to eat as well. “I’m the luckiest human on this planet.” You chuckle and she laughs. “I’m marrying the most beautiful, sweetest, sexiest woman in the world. You’re an amazing chef, a model-“ she chuckled. “Became one of my bestfriends, don’t even get me started with what you’re like in the sheets.”

“Y/N.” She laughed.

“And now I’m eating fresh pasta.”

Natasha stood walking over and pecking your lips before going back to her seat.

You both eat and drink in a comfortable silence you’re just about done when you speak up.

“So my parents know about you and I know Yelena knows about us. What about your parents?”

Natasha looks up a little taken back.

“Well to be honest I haven’t spoken to them in a while. I mean I could call them now it’s about 9 PM?”

“Now?”

“Why not? You’re right your parents know and mine should too.”

Natasha shrugged and stood up to grab her phone. “Fair warning my parents are most likely drunk and are very loud.”

You nod and she walks over and sits on your lap.

“Holy shit you FaceTimed them?” You began to panic.

“They’re going to want to meet you.”

“Baby I’m wearing a hoodie.”

“They don’t care what you’re wearing.” Natasha laughed. “I think you forget Russia is a third world country.”

“Hello?! Little Natalia?!” Alexei answers.

“Alexei, your face is too close to phone pull back!”

“Oh.”

They fumbled with the phone a bit until Melina snatched it and set it on the table.

“Hello mama papa!”

“Ohhhh our little Natalia!” Melina smiled with Alexei. “How are you?”

“I’m doing great, really great that’s why I’m calling.”

“Oh?” Alexei snickered only for Melina to smack him.

“How have you two been doing?”

“Oh you know pig farm still the same tell us more.” Melina waved her off.

“Oh motherfucker- Эта маленькая сука сказала тебе, не так ли?” (That little bitch told you didn’t she?!)

“Language Natalia.” Melina sighed and Alexei laughed heartily.

“So it is true our little Natalia found true love and is really getting married this time?! I want to meet them!” Alexie laughed.

“We are so happy for you sweetheart please don’t be mad your sister was just so happy for you, and you never call us.”

“And the guilt trip starts.” Natasha muttered low for you to hear. You rubbed her back. “That was for me to tell you not her!”

“Ahhh it doesn’t matter anymore we know now okay?” Alexie smiled. “Come on now sweetheart don’t be mad we’re happy for you. We’ve always wanted just the best for you.”

“We never liked Bruce.”

“Never liked him one bit.” Alexie spit away from the camera. You gulped a little nervous they would hate you.

“But Yelena speaks highly of this Y/N.” Melina smiles.

“Says they’ve never seen you this happy ever.”

“Y/N makes me so happy. It's the same feeling I had when Lena and I would catch fireflies. I finally caught mine and I can’t wait to marry them.” Her voice cracked.

“Ohh honey.” Alexie cried and Melina hugged him.

“I actually have Y/N here with me.” Natasha sniffled, setting the phone up so they could see both of you.

They both smiled seeing you appear on the screen Natasha on your lap.

“Hi, Mr. & Mrs. Vostokoff, it’s such an honor to finally meet you both even if it’s just over the phone. Natalia is such an amazing woman and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with her.”

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N.” Melina smiles, wiping her tears and Alexie nodded along.

“I know Natasha and Yelena have been working hard to bring you both back to America. I might not know too much about immigration law, but I promise I’ll do my best to help as much as I can to bring you both back home. I want you both to be here for your girls and for the wedding.”

Natasha began to cry against your shoulder and you did your best to console her.

“Thank you Y/N.” Alexie sniffled.

“Natalia no more crying let’s have a toast, huh.” Melina smiled. “So much to celebrate tonight!”

Natasha wiped her eyes and stood grabbing the vodka Tony had and filled two shot glasses.

“When we take it we say Nostrovia.” Natasha nodded towards you.

She sat back on your lap and when you were all ready you lifted the glasses and hit the table before saying

“Nostrovia!”

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

You were sitting on the sofa looking up immigration law as Natasha made popcorn and snacks.

You learned that not only will it mean at least 30k each but they would be under both your sponsorship which if you remember correctly Natasha started that a long time ago it really barrels down to money. Natasha came back with snacks and you turned.

“So I have the money to bring your parents back. Well, we have the money. I know you and Yelena saved up some, we can use that and the rest will have to come out of a college fund.”

“Wait Y/N no-“

“Here’s the thing Tony promised me we would come in to some more money in the next quarter. Which means I would be making up to 6 figures so I could put that money back into the college fund, maybe even more.”

“But I just don’t feel comfortable taking from the girls.”

“It would just be borrowing.”

“Quinn would never-“

“Quinn doesn’t know about it.”

“I made it with the money I was making from Burt’s garage. That money was my college fund. She can’t touch it.”

“Really?”

“Technically it’s still in my mothers name.” You smirked. “It’s one of our little secrets. My mom is the best.”

“Oh my God. So you’re saying…”

“We’re bringing your parents home. We just need-“

Natasha tackled you in a hug. “Y/N!”

“We just need to get them a home and a job. I was thinking maybe I could get your mom a job with me at Stark Industries and Alexei could work at Thors Gym. He seems pretty built.”

“You’re so fucking amazing.” She kissed you roughly.

“Hmm thank you.”

“Did I mention how sexy you look in these sweats?” She pulled back looking you up and down.

“Yeah?”

“God yes, stand up.” She chuckled getting off of you.

You stood and flapped you arms.

“Take off the hoodie.”

You smirked pulling it over your head.

“Fuck your so sculpted. You talked about how lucky you are? How about me? Look at you! You are the single most sexiest, most handsomely beautiful, charismatic, darling I’ve ever met in my life and I get to marry you. You’re perfect at everything! Gardening, cooking, carpentry, auto mechanics, plumber, dancer, singing, instruments, sports, and you always make me laugh. Don't even get me started with what you’re like in the sheets.”

You laugh and she takes your hand.

“I love you Y/N you’re my best friend and I can’t wait to marry you.”

You lean down kissing her softly feeling her nails drag along your naked back.

“Check it out.” You husk.

You step back and flex for your fiancé letting her see the hard outline of your erection.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

Natasha fed you some popcorn as you both watched a movie.

“I love the way you cock warm me. You know exactly how to please me.”

“I aim to please.” She smirked before bending over to grab some chocolate off the coffee table.

“Fuuuck.” You groaned at the motion on your tool. Especially when she sits back.

She wiggled a bit, turning to kiss your lips with chocolate against your mouths.

“Hmm, so good.” She smirked, leaning back in your arms with the bowl of popcorn. Everynow and then feeding you some, or reaching for some water and chocolate.

You really didn’t care if she didn’t stroke you or let you cum. Just being inside of her is enough. It feels so fucking good just being with her in this way.

“She isn’t funny.” Natasha pointed towards the blonde actress who was trying to get a cookie but made it look like she was fucking her costar.

“Nope not at all.” You cleared your throat.

“Oh my God, you think she’s hot.” Natasha smirked.

“Nope not even a little I’m gonna be honest here sweetie I’m not even watching it.” You snickered. “I’m just enjoying you.”

“So you don’t find this little blonde blue eyed actress hot?”

“Nope. But I will admit her costar from Euphoria. I think her name is Alexia but don’t hold me to it. Now she’s hot. I’ll admit that. I’m honestly not that into blondes.”

“You married one.” She laughed.

“I’m never supposed to talk about this but she’s actually not really blonde.”

“I knew it!” Natasha huffed.

“No you didn’t.” You snickered.

“Baby.” She whined.

“Okay you did.”

Natasha smirked and kissed you turning back to the movie.

“Hmm.” You hummed feeling her wiggle against you before rocking her hips. You held her hips helping her find her pace.

“Ohhhhh baby!” She moaned placing her hands against the edge of the coffee table using it to really fuck you.

“Gah damn.” You whisper watching her ass wiggle. You lean down and turn her by the chin, capturing those plump lips. “That’s it, love, find your spot.” You say as she whines looking back at you.

You hissed as she rides your cock up and down and side to side hearing her porn worthy moans. You leave kisses against her back letting your hands grope her breasts.

“Y/N!” She moans rocking her hips.

“I love you so much.” You groan watching her take you over and over again.

“I love you too daddy!”

“I’m gonna-“

“Me too.” She pants as your arms wrap around her.

You both moan loudly as you freeze inside of her letting her milk you for all you’re worth.

She moans as she rocks against you before lifting off of you.

“Fuck that was good.” You pant seeing your cum slip out of her and on you. Natasha turned around on her knees, licking you clean.

You sighed relaxing against the sofa letting your arms spread out. Natasha let you go with a pop. She sat next to you before pulling one of your arms around her.

You turned your head whispering in her ear. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She whispered against your lips.

“All this lovin’ is making me hungry.” You chuckled. “You hungry baby?”

“I’m okay.” She pecked your lips. “Kind of bored of this movie though.”

You reached down for your briefs and made your way to the kitchen.

⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗ ⧗

You stood in front of the window watching the snowfall as you finished eating your leftover pasta.

“Baby, look what I found!” Natasha held up a guitar.

“Where did you find that?” You chuckled, setting the plate in the sink and sipping on some wine.

“In another room.” She shrugged before handing it to you. “Play me something!” You take it and go towards the sofa.

“Hmm.” You hummed wondering what to play as you tuned his guitar.

“I'm here outside when you're ready

Think about the shots and confetti

I'll take you home if you let me

Just promise you won't forget me

'Cause the days get brighter when you're here

So I gotta keep you near

Goin' crazy and I just can't get you outta my head

Love is in the atmosphere, you can feel it in the air

Gettin' hazy and I just can't get you outta my head

Hoo-ah hoo-uh

Just can't get you out of my head

You locked the door and it's raining

But baby I'm not complaining, no

We hit the road and we're racing, yeah

You make me super impatient

Can you feel the tension?

You've got my attention

I know we're just friends

But I'd rather be together

'Cause the days get brighter when you're here

So I gotta keep you near

Goin' crazy and I just can't get you outta my head

Love is in the atmosphere, you can feel it in the air

Gettin' hazy and I just can't get you outta my head

Hoo-ah hoo-uh

Just can't get you out of my head

My head, my head, my head, my head

My head, my head, my head

Can't get you out of my

My head, my head, my head, my head

Can't get you out of my head

Hoo-ah hoo-uh

Just can't get you out of my head”

Natasha smirked, leaning over kissing you.

“How about you sing me a song now?” You grin.

“Okay, ummm how about Espresso?” She smirked.

“Oooohhh fuck yeah.” You damned yourself as you thought about the chord progression.

You started and looked up at her to begin.

“Now he’s thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh

Is it that sweet? I guess so

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso”

Natasha rubbed her body taking a sip out of an imaginary cup.

Move it up, down, left, right, oh

Switch it up like Nintendo

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

She moved behind you wrapping her arms around your neck singing near your ear.

I can't relate to desperation

My 'give a fucks' are on vacation

And I got this one boy

And he won't stop calling

When they act this way

I know I got 'em

She smirked at you letting her hands rub up your thighs.

Too bad your ex don't do it for ya

Walked in and dream came trued it for ya

Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya

I know I Mountain Dew it for ya

That morning coffee, brewed it for ya

One touch and I brand newed it for ya

The redhead booped your nose laying down on the sofa waving her legs in the air.

Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh

Is it that sweet? I guess so

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

Move it up, down, left, right, oh

She sat up turning around for you to see her spread her legs and grind against nothing.

Switch it up like Nintendo

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

Is it that sweet? I guess so

She turned around smirking to see your member hardened under your sweats.

I'm working late 'cause I'm a singer

Natasha let her had run your hard on.

Oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger

My twisted humor, make him laugh so often

She stood dancing near your face as she stripped her shorts off.

My honey bee, come and get this pollen

Too bad your ex don't do it for ya

Walked in and dream came trued it for ya

Natasha’s nails raked through your scalp before taking off her shirt.

Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya

I know I Mountain Dew it for ya

That morning coffee, brewed it for ya

One touch and I brand newed it for ya

She walked over behind you letting her back rest against you sticking her fingers in your mouth.

Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh

Is it that sweet? I guess so

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

She turned against your back taking off her bra letting you feel her breasts against your skin.

Move it up, down, left, right, oh

Switch it up like Nintendo

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

He's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh

Is it that sweet? I guess so

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

She moved in front of you and lifted her leg on your knee and you leaned in trying to lick her her wet spot. But we’re met with her stomach.

Move it up, down, left, right, oh

Switch it up like Nintendo

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me, espresso

Is it that sweet? I guess so

That's that me, espresso”

You set the guitar aside and pulled Natasha against you. She giggled as you nibbled against her neck. “Is my honey bee getting its pollen?”

You chuckled, lifting her up and over your shoulder. “Fuck that was so sexy.” You slapped her ass as you began high tailing it up the stairs.

“What if I wanted you to keep singing to me?” She laughed.

“Later baby I’m gonna make you sing for me in a minute.”

She giggled as you tossed her on the bed. You wasted no time kissing and licking every inch of her. “God, I love you.” You hum.

“I love you too, baby. Now pollenate your fiancé.”

“This is the best vacation I’ve ever had.”

#natasha romanoff x reader #avenger lane #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x y/n #natasha romanoff x top reader #natasha x top reader

293 notes · View notes

abbyromanoff · 2 years ago

Note

Can you do gp! wanda x reader, basically wanda fucking readers boobs and cumming all over them

Obsessed

Pairings: g!p Wanda Maximoff x reader

Summary: You and Wanda go to meet your parents at a family barbecue where she gets unbelievably horny for you and takes you away to have some fun

Word count: 1197

Warnings: tit job, slight facial, smut, Wanda has a penis, mentions of blow jobs, fucking in a public place

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“There’s no reason to be nervous babe, everyone will love you.” You repeated for the thousandth time today, trying to ease her nerves once again. She wiped her sweaty palms across her pants and went back to holding your hand, her other one being used to carry the flowers for your mother.

“I know, I know, but what if they don’t? What if I mess up or something?” You grabbed her face in your hands and gave her light pecks all around her face.

“You won’t, just be yourself. Act like how you act with me.” She stared at you like you just said the most outrageous thing, like you just told her to bend you over the table in front of your family.

“How I act with you? They’ll hate me! I can’t go and slap your ass like I usually do, or make those dirty jokes! It’s going to be horrendous, just watch, I’m gonna say something or do something to mess it all up!”

“Relax! It will be alright, just be nice and respectful and leave out the slapping my ass or saying your usual, ‘can’t wait to fuck you later tonight baby’.” She groaned and you quickly knocked on the door before she could protest, watching with amusement as she froze. When your mother opened the door she greeted you with a hug before opening her arms to your girlfriend. Wanda cautiously engulfed her into a hug and introduced herself, awkwardly handing the flowers to the other lady and mentally slapping herself for it.

“Everyone! Y/N’s girlfiend is here!” All the members of the family came up to her and started small talk, you could tell she was mentally panicking. Almost everyone from your family line was here for the barbecue your mother and father were hosting, it was a tradition at this point.

Over the course of an hour Wanda has become unbelievably horny, seeing you in those tight shorts and a tank top that shows off your breasts has made it almost impossible for her to not take you right then and there. She could see your nipples through your shirt just begging for her mouth, oh how she wished she could just swoop you away and fuck you.

“Hey Y/N, do you mind showing me where the bathroom is?” She asked politelty. You didn’t question it and brought her inside, leading her to the bathroom before she stopped you.

“Finally, been wanting to get my hands on you all fucking day.” She emphasized her words with a harsh squeeze to your breasts, fluttering her eyes close at the feeling of your soft mounds.

“W-Wanda, we can’t do this here. If they realize we’ve been gone for too long they’re going to wonder what we’re doing.” She didn’t seem to care as she placed her mouth on your neck, making sure not to leave any noticable marks that your family could see. Quickly, she dragged you to the nearest room which ended up being your childhood bedroom, throwing you onto the mattress as she got on top of you.

“Fuck, feel how hard I am for you baby.” She grabbed your palm and placed it upon her bulge. “That’s all you princess, you get me so hard.” Her mouth retreated back to your body as she left kisses from your neck to your exposed chest, ripping your shirt off of you to finally get to your tits. She fondled them in her hands before takin a nipple in her mouth, sucking and licking the hardened bud as she teasted the other. Your hand met her head as you lighlty massaged her scalp and played with the strands of hair. She soon removed herself from your perky nipples without a choice, if she wanted to take care of her raging hard on she’d have to move quickly before someone saw the two of you. Undoing her pants she took her cock out of the confinements and stroked herself while you watched with admiration.

“Gonna fuck your tits, gonna cum all over them sweetheart.” Getting into a position she lined her length up with your breasts, you pushing them together to wrap around her. Wanda started at a fast pace, wanting to feel as much of you in the short amount of time she had.

“Your beautiful breasts feel so good, you’re gonna make me finish already.” Whenever her cock hit your mouth you’d suck for just a moment until she lowered herself once again, she stilled for a moment whenever your lips made contact with her. You could see her pre-cum leaking from the tip and moaned at the taste, enlighting a groan out of her.

“Yeah, you like how I taste? Good, when we get home you’re going to suck me off until I think you can be done, then you can taste all of me.” You were ready to leave right after this if it meant finally having her in your mouth. All you wanted to do was make her feel good, so if that meant leaving your family to go have sex you’d glady do so.

“No, I won’t even be able to wait that long. As soon as we get into that car I want you sucking me off, I don’t care if I’m driving you’ll do it anyways, right?” Your head moved faster than you brain, nodding before you could even think.

The coil in Wanda’s stomach was going to snap any minute, the thought of her seed spilling all over your body brought her even closer. “I’m gonna paint your chest with my cum, and then, I want you to walk outside to the rest of your family and say we have to leave with my cum still on your breasts.” She whispered hotly against your mouth as if it was a dirty secret. Finally, she let go and shot her load all over you, watching as some of her release landed on your face.

“That’s it, my perfect little cumdumpster. You take all of me like the good little girl you are, so perfect.” Her praises brought a small blush to your cheeks as her thrusting slowed down to a stop. Your breasts that were originally pushed together were now released out of your hold as you used your hand to jerk the woman off until her cock softened.

Wanda used her tongue to lick all over your body, cleaning off her cum from everywhere but your chest. When she reach your face she licked the remainder off and brought her mouth to yours, letting you taste her as you moaned at the flavor. While you were engrossed in the feeling of her mouth on yours she secretly slipped her fingers into your panties, gaining your attention as she gathered your slick on her fingers. She made you look at her digits covered in your wetness as she slowly brought them to her lips, enclosing them around the fingers as an exaggerated moan left her body.

“You taste so good baby. Look at you, getting wet just from pleasing me, can’t wait to see how horny I can get you from blowing me.”

#wanda fanfic #wanda smut #wanda maximoff smut #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda x fem!reader #wanda x reader #wanda maximommy #scarlet witch x reader #scarlet witch x you #scarlet witch #anon request #anonymous

1K notes · View notes

jenniekrj · 5 months ago

Text

Surprise {GP!Bada x Fem!Reader}

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Warnings:Oral sex,gp Bada,penis,penis,penis,penis,penis, penis,penis,penis,penis,penis, penis,penis,penis,penis,penis, penis,penis,penis,penis,penis.

A/N: Just enjoy 💗✨

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The whole week you had been extremely stressed,not just from work,but from family issues,your friendships slowly falling apart and most importantly -to you- your relationship with your girlfriend,Bada.

You’d never meant for all of this to happen,but lately you’ve been very busy with work and it was all because of the new boss at the company you work at.

He was such a pain in the ass and all he did was be an asshole to everyone,especially you.You could tell he didn’t like it let alone enjoy your company around him,so that’s the reason to why he gave you such additional work every week.Ever since this new boss came around,your life started to fall apart and it was killing you.

You shoved the keys into the door and once you unlocked it you took a deep breath in and let it out.You loved Bada and would do absolutely anything for her,but with all the tension and arguments between you two,this past week had been extremely awkward.

Your bond and love wasn’t like before and although Bada always fought back hard in the nonstop arguments,you knew she still loved you deep down and would do anything for you.

You walked through the door and into your shared apartment as you stopped in your tracks just to zone out into a manspreaded Bada,her eyes fixated on the movie playing before her.The expression on her face was just full on anger,dangerous like.

Her head then turned to your small figure that was still stood on the doorway.

“Come here.” Bada said as she patted the empty space next to her.You walked almost slowly and hesitantly after you locked the door behind you.You sat down slowly beside her as she looked you up and down with light smirk painted on her face.

“Look baby,I know this whole week you’ve been extremely stressed and I know how your boss in being such a dick to you,so I want to make this night a relaxing and stress free one.” Bada said with sincerity in her eyes as her hand ran up and down you thigh,her fingers occasionally glazing over your clit.

She then moved closer to your ear and whispered, “Plus,I’ve got a situation of my own down here,so if you don’t mind I think we’ll have fun tonight.” You looked down and right there was a big bulge sticking out of her sweatpants staring right back at you.Right after her words flowed out of her mouth,her lips suddenly attached to yours,your lips moved in sync as you both were very aroused.

Her lips moved down to your neck,sucking every spot there was possible,making you moan at the sudden action.

“Bada…please.” You didn’t know exactly why those words got out,but you knew you wanted so from her. “Yes baby,want something?” Bada stopped her movements to look up at you,only to see your red and flushed face staring back down at her. “I want to…ride.” You said,you would be embarrassed if your shame and self respect wasn’t thrown out the window as soon as you both started that heated make out.Bada let out a little laugh and said, “Don’t worry my love,you’ll get to in a moment,just let me take care of you right now,you good with that?” You nodded as a response and she continued with her action.

Bada was now on her knees as she gave you a reassuring look before she took off your pants and underwear in one go.She kissed up your thighs and once she got to your pussy,a devious smirk was painted on her face.She licked up your clit before giving it a kiss and working her tongue lower.

You almost screamed as Bada’s tongue thrusted in and out of your hole at a fast speed,and the whole time she maintained eye contact with you.She sucked onto your clit and you said, “I-I’m cumming,Bada….please.” Bada mumbled into your drenched pussy, “Go ahead baby,don’t hold yourself back.” And with those words,cum rushed out of your cunt as Bada stayed sucking and working on you just to catch your high.

“Fuck,I missed how you tasted.” Bada said as she sat back next to you. “I missed how you ate me.” You said with your head still rolled back,unexpectedly making the both of you laugh.

You’ve missed this,the moments where you were focused on just loving your partner,your significant other,your one and only,the person who has always been by your side and for all of those wonderful memories you wanted to repay her,so why not ride her?

You straddled the other,making her give out a surprised yet shocked expression on her face. “You said I’d ride you,isn’t that right?” You said looking straight into her eyes as you pulled down her pants. “Who said I was stopping you? Go on.” Bada replied as she bit her lip.Her cock sprung out as soon as you removed her clothing,making you need her more.

You positioned yourself above her dick and lowered yourself onto it.You eyes rolled back at the satisfaction,finally you have her thick cock inside of you.You then began to bounce up and down on her and her hands almost immediately clung onto your hips to control your movements.

“You like that? You like how my dick destroys your tight little pussy?” Bada said,almost out of breath because of how much action there was going on.All you could do was nod and of course she took that as a yes. “I know you do,baby.” She cooed and her thrusts became sloppier by the minute.Soon after,both of you came at the same time,and you both came hard.

Your head fell onto her chest that was rising up and down.You looked up at her only for her to already be looking down at you. “Thank you Bada,I really needed this.” You said,and it was true,you needed this so bad you didn’t know if you could live without it. “No problem princess,I hope you liked the surprise.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

#kpop #bada lee #bada lee smut #bada lee x reader

142 notes · View notes

suzie-shooter · 1 year ago

Text

Detroit Indycar GP : James Blair race commentary highlights

“Dare I say - strap yourselves in, 'cause this could be a long one. This could be lengthy.”

(James at this point blissfully unaware he's about to spend the next two and a half hours in exquisite agony unable to look at his phone while knowing it's blowing up)

They reckon the track's a little bit of a pig of a thing from chatting to a couple of the guys over there. Some have said, and I won't name names, that it's the worst track they've ever been to in their life.

Indy500 last week, I didn't unfortunately catch it. (it's ok James we know you were getting steamed on a superyacht at the time)

A lot of discussion around a couple of things. First of which was who's the hottest Indycar driver? [...] For me though I think I have to go into the Newgarden camp, as far as just raw hotness. He also has piqued an interest in the role of the financial services sector which is attractive to me. It's a trait I look for in all my lovers.

(sticking the rest under a read more because it gets LONG)

We're going to get a replay here of Pato O'Ward making a total penis of himself at turn three in Indianapolis.

Getting replays of Newgarden with lipstick on his face and pouring milk on his head - without context that could sound like a real night out.

Fuck me, what a waste of time that monologue was. Jesus Christ.

I've already labelled [Newgarden] the hottest in the paddock. [...] What a stallion. What a total stallion. Backbone even.

There's a shot of Marcus in the background there, getting his kit off.

Little bit of insurance chat for you there.

The Canadian national anthem. Well this is a strange turn of events.

There's Marcus and Lissie. Guess it's out now. Pffft.

Ohh there's so many messages coming in *wheezes* (never has a man managed to simultaneously look so pleased with himself and so absolutely horrified 😆)

Sorry. What for? Nothing.

And then it's Marcus Armstrong P11, car number 11. Fuck he loves a P11. Fuck me he loves a P11.

Few opinions flying around. [...] I'm not saying anything sir. [...] I'm just going to get the live timing open. And we're not going to talk about that.

I can't wait to speak to [Clem]. Tough day for him.

We can ride on board Kyle Kirkwood's camera, so I can keep an eye on the arse of Marcus Armstrong. Business as usual here at Screaming Meals.

"Has he started showering because of her?" I don't believe so.

I want [the winner] to be Armstrong, he's got rapid pace, I don't know how he managed to shit the bed in Q2 yesterday the way he did.

You know that meme, right? Of Carlos Sainz - being like - shall I do the accent? Yeah, fuck it I'll do the accent - "I seriously don't know how to react right now." That's how I feel.

Pull yourself together Blair. It's going to be a long couple of hours.

Sack Monaco off. The only reason I went this year is 'cause Marcus wasn't racing at the 500. But dare I say if he is racing next year you won't catch me anywhere near Sass Cafe on Sunday night. I will be up it in Indianapolis.

Hahahaha ohhhh you will not believe who's just text me....it ain't Clem.

Flava Flav was there on Friday which was pretty cool. Flava Flav...second biggest celebrity in Detroit right now.

This is record numbers for a commentary.

Where's Armstrong? Fucking around as per usual.

Next pod - hopefully in the next couple of days. Marcus is flying back I think tomorrow. Don't know who the guest's going to be on the next pod. We haven't really got around to arranging that yet. Sort of flying by the seat of our pants so to speak.

F for Ilott [...] he'll have an excuse, sure as death and taxes, Callum Ilott will have a reason for what happened and why it wasn't his fault. From where I'm sitting that does look like a bit of a fuck up, I hate to throw him under the bus.

Callum Ilott's car looking like it was taking a fancy to the back end of Kyle Kirkwood's car, to get little a bit National Geographic on it.

Anyone got any questions? That you think I'll actually answer? "Tell us about Monaco," I'll tell you about Monaco. "Where's Clem?" Clem is in Barcelona, drinking a lot of sangria.

"When are you and Clem announcing together?" Pretty sure me and Clem were already pretty public, so, um, I don't know how much more social media attention that particular relationship needs.

Dream podcast guest? I'd like to get on like some real psychopath and just give them a hard time.

That's going to make things a little bit more straightforward, and I needed that this evening, because something tells me that by the time I've finished this Twitch stream, things might not be so straightforward.

[Marcus is] getting absolutely fondled verbally by the commentators here and I'm loving every second of it.

I reckon next lap he's going to be all over him, like sauce.

I'm going to be bald at the end of this race. Balder than Marcus Armstrong.

Callum looks angry. Okay, he did say it's his bad, so I'm not going to get an absolute tongue lashing from Ilott which sounds filthier than I meant it to, for saying that that one might be his fault.

Nobility and humility exemplified as per usual from Callum 'Pilot' Ilott there.

There's actually a few things in the works, with a couple of different organisations and people which should mean that the days of the lengthy gaps between Screaming Meals episodes could be numbered. And that's all I'm legally allowed to say.

Marcus is back to P11 somehow.

We'd quite like to get some Formula E guys, we'd quite like to get some more industry people. Such as, you know, for example, you know, maybe Lissie Mackintosh, she was a good industry person that we had on. Marcus really liked her actually.

Power's on fire. Not literally.

Grosjean's just taken a different piece of tarmac and he's gonna go straight to the pitlane, I'm not even sure if that's for a pitstop, I think that could just be to avoid embarrassment.

There's a lot of people watching me all of a sudden and everyone keeps talking about Max Fewtrell so I can only imagine that this is his fault, but I'm streaming off my phone so I can't actually phone him to figure out whether or not this is his fault. Okay, so Max sent all of his viewers here. Thank you Max, appreciate the gesture.

So. Yeah. I found out the week leading up to Long Beach. And Clem was with me at the time, and we were in Malibu actually, and he'd been winding me up all week about like celebrities that he'd seen and I didn't see [...] and the phone rings and we get this piece of news and I just kicked off, I said right, I've had enough of both of you trying to wind me up with these stupid false celebrity stories, just - shut up, like - talk about something else - good try but you're not getting me that easy. And then the longer the silence went on, the longer I - the worse I thought the joke was getting. And then it went on further and I realised it wasn't a joke. And - all - all is well in the world of Screaming Meals. It's all good, it's all good. But it has been a funny few months. That's all you're getting. Watch the viewer number plummet.

Gearbox issue [for Pato] by the looks of it. Oh no! Anyway.

Armstrong's done Malukas, good job [...] so Armstrong to P12. Right in between his two favourite positions. I'm staying way away from that one.

An open diff which again sounds quite dirty.

He'll be saying get the fuck out of the way inside his lid. No, he probably won't be, he's pretty chilled behind the wheel actually, Marcus. Before and after the race he's an absolute misery to be around, but during the race he's usually actually pretty calm.

The two Marcuses of Chip Ganassi Racing, or Marci as they should be known in correct Latin [...] I think that can be a thing, Marci? The two Marci? Does sound a little bit like some sort of disease though, no? You decide in the chat, is Marci is the plural of Marcus? I mean they've got to come up with some sort of solution at Chip Ganassi Racing. I guess they probably call them like normal Marcus and like Marcus Armstrong. Or maybe shower-Marcus and non-shower-Marcus. Or underwear-Marcus and non-underwear-Marcus, I mean the options are limitless.

Pato O'Ward searching around the car for somebody else to blame.

What does twitter look like? Is it a complete nightmare or is it somewhat civilised? I don't even know why I asked [...] 'twitter is mad' - oh no! [...] 'all good - for Lissie' - oh god [...] hey look I need to know how my Monday looks tomorrow people. Jeepers creepers.

Armstrong got drilled by Newgarden.

Here's O'Ward - whose fault was it this time?

Apparently tumblr's lost it [...] it's been a long time since I've had a tumblr account.

Somebody's just said I have full permission to pick their next tattoo. Um. Here's what I was thinking of getting - and I don't have any tattoos and I don't want any tattoos - but I was thinking if I did get one I'd get one like here [his forearm] to try and be a fake Love Islander. And I'd either get something that is really important to me or something that is completely stupid like for example, 'I'll have the tuna carpaccio'...would be something that's really meaningful to me.

So we're an hour and forty into this stream and I've not had the opportunity to check my phone - let's keep this in mind - once since it started. I feel like a plane that was also in the air in 9/11 and you've just got no idea the horrors that await you when you land.

Screaming Meals merch - it's imminent but it's not this week, put it that way.

It looks like Herta's going to have a tough time with that front wing going forward, it's already flapping around like nobody's business, like a big dick in a locker room.

Little bit of rubbing - bit rude [...] just a little bit of a love rub from Rossi up the inside of Rosenqvist.

If [Grosjean] does get a penalty it's another spot for Armstrong so if you ask me he's guilty as sin, but I'm not exactly sure what the crime was.

'We' being Marcus Armstrong, if you hadn't pieced that one together, because it's a collective, it's a team effort, and I like to take credit that I'm probably not entitled to.

Ilott's bull really did try to mount his cow there.

Come on Armstrong, pull your finger out of your arse.

Marcus apparently taking some credit for some things that I said. Situation normal.

[RLL] were actually looking like one of our options at one point last year. But we got Ganassi...and we're very happy, we love Ganassi here at Screaming Meals.

Graham Rahal's going to want to just go back to his hotel room, order a Pizza Hut and just about all of the hotel room porn that the TV has to offer.

Marcus has done fucking well to avoid that one, because he's swung round the corner at full tit and he's had to really stick the arse out a bit and get it round him.

Dixon says he's got speed, apparently. Sounds like a good night out.

Matt...somebody very popular called Matt has just joined the...oh Matt! G'day Matt Gallagher, how you going mate?

Come on Armstrong, just get on the button [...] and he's been caught napping a bit on the restart, you useless prick.

666 viewers...

Armstrong or Dixon - don't you make me answer that question. Nah, not answering that one. I don't know if I can. I couldn't answer it if I wanted to.

Does Kirkwood still have to pit or is he good? I don't know. James are you okay? I don't know.

And now we're having to fend off Ericsson - just put him in the wall Marcus, we can't afford to give up P7 now.

And it's going to be Armstrong with a best equal result of P8 in the NTT Data Indycar series and um - yeah. I wonder what the rest of his day's going to look like...

#james harvey blair #marcus armstrong #screaming meals #detroit gp 2023 #lissie mackintosh #clement novalak #screaming meals recap

100 notes · View notes

natashaismylove · 2 years ago

Note

can you do a gp nat x reader where she accidentally cums inside them?

It wouldn't be |N. Romanoff

Summary: Natasha accidentally finishes inside of y/n.

Pairing: g!p Natasha x reader

Warnings: smut, fluff, g!p Natasha (she has a penis), unprotected sex, praise, dirty talk. 18+

Word count: 1315

---

“Come here.” Natasha smiled and waved you over to the couch she was sitting on, patting her lap as a signal.

You sat down on top of her, straddling her as you wrapped your arms around her shoulders. She pecked your lips quickly and nuzzled her head into your neck, kissing your warm kiss. You let out a sigh as she gently sucked on your neck, leaving a red mark behind that would bruise over later. You moved her face away from your neck to pull her into a kiss, moving your lips together passionately.

She lightly bit your bottom lip, playfully looking into your eyes. You gave a short chuckle as you realised what she wanted, rolling your eyes with a smile before giving in.

“Yes.” she said under her breath in a celebratory manner, a laugh leaving your lips as she excitedly reached out to remove your shirt.

You lifted your arms up to allow your shirt to be taken off, her fingers moving down to unbutton your pants quickly. You stood up and pulled down your pants, kicking them away before hooking your fingers in your panties, dragging them down your body painfully slow as you made eye contact with Natasha.

“Come on…” she huffed.

You giggled and finally took them off fully, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. Just as with the panties, you pulled the straps slowly down your arms, enjoying the impatient look on your girlfriend's face. You let your bra fall onto the floor before you slowly got down on your knees, grabbing the waistband of Natasha’s pants. You pulled them off of her and watched as she hurriedly got rid of her shirt as well.

You leaned forward, kissing her thighs as you began to drag her underwear down. You saw Natasha grab onto the couch tightly, staring down at you as you went as slow as you possibly could, teasing her with each move. You stood up once you were both fully naked, smirking as Natasha looked up at you.

She returned your smirk before grabbing your hips, pulling you forward onto her lap quickly. You let out a startled noise and chuckled as she held onto your back, turning you both to the side so she could lie you down onto the couch. She hovered above you, admiring you before you leaned up to kiss her. You felt her part your legs more, preparing to slip her dick in so you stopped her.

“Condoms-”

“I’ll pull out.” she assured you, moving once more to enter you.

“You promise?” you looked up at her, waiting for her to assure you.

She smiled at you and nodded. “Of course.”

You gave her a smile back, breathing out as you placed your hand on her lower back, moving her hips closer to you. She carefully placed her tip against your hole before moving it in, inch after inch until she was fully inside of you. Your mouth fell open with a moan, your hands pushing harder on her back to keep her against you.

“Fucking hell, you feel so amazing, y/n.” she moaned out as she started to move.

“Oh fuck…” you breathed out, her hips picking up the pace as you both your eyes were on each other.

She held herself up on her forearm, her other hand gently gliding over your breast and down your side, sliding under your back to hold onto you. Your hips moved against hers, meeting her thrusts each time to bring her deeper inside of you.

“Ah, yes-” she said in a moan, letting her forehead lie on yours as she moved to kiss you.

The kiss muffled the sounds from both of you, and eventually your lips parted, but neither of you pulled away, letting your lips touch on each move. As much as you both wanted to continue the kiss, you were too caught up in the pleasure that all you could do was let your breaths mingle as you moved against one another.

“Is my pussy making you feel good?” you spoke with a lust ridden voice, enjoying the fast nod she gave you in reply.

“So incredibly good.”

“Yeah, you like using my pussy, Tasha?”

“Fucking love it.” she moaned, her movements faltering for a quick second.

You closed your eyes and moved one of your hands to hold onto the couch arm behind you, your nails digging into it as Natasha’s cock repeatedly dragged against your walls so deliciously. Your eyes opened as she pulled out of you, a disappointed whine left your mouth as she just chuckled.

“Don’t be so needy now.” she smirked and pulled you up, placing you on her lap to straddle her.

“I’m not needy.” You breathed out and let her sink you down on her dick, a shared moan left you both as you slowly became full of her once more.

“Sure you aren’t.” she said sarcastically and waited for a few seconds, relishing in the way you felt around her before she thrusted up into you. You grabbed onto her and let her use you as she pleased, her pace quickening immediately as she forced moan after moan out of you.

Your fingers tangled into her hair as she bounced you up and down onto her. “You seem pretty needy for me actually. It’s like you can’t survive without being buried in my pussy.” you said out of breath.

“Shit, y/n-” Her head fell back slightly with a groan as she shut her eyes.

Your flirtatious giggle quickly turned into a moan as she started to buck her hips harder into you. You leaned forwards, moving your face into her neck as she continued to thrust up into you.

“Oh fuck, just like that!” you exclaimed loudly.

“Mhm, you like that?”

“Oh god yes!” your voice turned more high pitched as she kept moving her cock into you over and over again.

Natasha’s hand wandered up your back to hold you tightly against her, smiling at the way your skin felt against hers. You bit your lip as you felt a tightening in your stomach, slowly building up as you came closer to finishing.

“Let me feel you cum, y/n…” Natasha breathed out, knowing how close you were without it being spoken.

Your mind fogged over as your eyes fluttered shut, sharp breath after breath left you until you came with a silent moan, clinging to Natasha as she continued to thrust up into you.

“Oh yes!” She moaned as she came after you, finishing inside of you. Her eyes widened with realisation after a second, her hand reaching out to pull out of you quickly. Some of her cum ended up hitting your lower stomach and thighs as she stared at your face with a horrified expression.

You slowly came back from your orgasm, looking at Natasha’s worried face with confusion. You felt something drip down your inner thigh and sat back, running your fingers against your pussy, only to find Natasha’s cum spilling out of you. You looked at her, mouth open as you became equally as worried as her.

“Fuck…” she mumbled.

You cleared your throat. “I’m sure it’s fine…”

She gave a small chuckle. “Well, at least I finally got to try breeding you.” she joked.

You breathed out through your nose with a small smile. “That’s true.”

“It wouldn’t be the worst thing, right?” she asked, a hint of unsureness lingering in her voice.

Your eyes looked over her face, a small shake of your head followed. “No, it wouldn’t be.”

You both breathed out, her hands running up your hips and sides. “Let’s take a bath, shall we?” she suggested, standing up with you in her arms. You nodded and rested your head on her shoulder, letting her take care of you for the rest of the evening.

---

taglist: @sayah13 @aflopmop @agent99galanzo @hbvennyxmckenna @thenazwife @romanovaxnat @shayzulia @elenaguarnieri @mrsromanovaa @therealwanda @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @meshuganna @saturnzringzx @alwaysgoodnight @eonrioromanova @mrromanoff @lesbean-slut @alwaysharmony @gitasor @wizardofstories @the-night-owl-blr @riveramorylunar

#natasha #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha x you #natasha romanoff fic #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x female reader #natasha romanoff x you #black widow #black widow x reader #black widow x you #black widow x female reader #marvel #avengers #natasha smut #smut #natasha romanoff oneshot

2K notes · View notes

once-upon-a-thigh · 2 years ago

Text

Servicing and Inspection

Requested

Summary: Y/n brings lunch to the garage for her girlfriend, but it seems Nat is craving something else. REQUEST. 18+

Pairing: Mechanic! GP! Natasha Romanoff X Fem! Reader.

Class: Drabble; smut

Warnings: Swearing, daddy kink, fingering (r receiving), vaginal sex involving a penis, belly bulge, masturbating, degradation.

Oh my god ^ right?

Closing my car door shut with a bump of my hip, I walked into the open garage where my girlfriend works as a mechanic. Her co-worker is off sick so she has been covering all of the work herself the last few days, and so being forced to work overtime. I miss her so much, not used to being way from her for so long. So I decided to make her favourite sandwich and take it to her work for a surprise.

“Baby?” I called as I walked in to the seemingly empty garage, eyeing the walls lined with tires and the car parked in the middle. It’s a- well, I don’t know. It’s grey?

Just as I was about to check the office, I heard her call my name. Rolling out from underneath the car, she removed her gloves and stood up to greet me.

“What are you doing here love? I am so happy to see you!” She took me into her strong arms, laying a chaste kiss on my cheek. She smelt of a mix of her cologne and diesel, just as she did whenever she came home, and yet I never grow tired of it. What was different this time however, was the black oil and grime smudged on her arms and cheek that she usually washed off before leaving work.

“You look so hot like this.” I couldn’t help but blurt out, dropping the bag of food to clutch at her tank top covered chest, peering down at her grey sweatpants where a slight bulge was visible.

She laughed, taking my hands in hers and smirking. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” I bit my lip.

She didn’t entertain me any further though, too distracted with opening the bag I had dropped on the floor.

“My sandwich!” She exclaimed, a cute excited grin replacing her smirk.

“Yeah, I thought we could have lunch together, are you not too busy?”

She glanced back at the car she had previously been working on and shrugged. “Nah, it’s just a servicing and inspection.”

“I could do with a servicing and inspection.” I mumbled to myself with a quiet giggle, taking the sandwiches out of the bag and setting them down on a nearby counter.

“What was that?” She gloated, grabbing at my waist and pulling me flush against her.

I snaked my own hands around her neck, I played with the loose strands at the back that had slipped out of her ponytail.

“I think you heard me.” I whispered seductively against her lips, desperate for her to put those fingers to good use for something other than fixing cars.

With a growl, she wrapped her buff arms around my thighs. I let out a surprised squeal, giggling as she carried me to the car, setting me down on the bumper.

“Wait, here? What if the customer comes in?” I grew nervous as she hastily pulled at the buttons of my jeans.

“Then they get their car fixed, and a show.” She panted, managing to undue the buttons and pull the jeans past my hips. I leaned back on my hands, lifting my ass up to help her remove my trousers off fully, ripping off my shoes in the process.

A moan left my lips when she brushed over my clothed slit with long fingers. “Oh babygirl, already so wet for daddy.”

Surging forward, she sloppily kissed my neck, biting at my pulse point as she ground the growing tent in her pants against my soaked panties.

“Please daddy.” I whimpered pathetically, grabbing hold of her muscly shoulders.

With a grunt, her lips moved to my own as she moved her hand up and slipped it past the band of my underwear to cup my sex. Whines slipped past my lips as she brushed over my clit before dipping two fingers into my pussy straight away, parting them to stretch my walls for her cock.

“Fuck, you’re such a needy whore coming here to get your pussy fucked. Couldn’t wait for daddy, hm?” She pouted condescendingly, bicep tensing as she pounded her slender fingers into me so fast my juices sprayed over my inner thighs with every clash of her knuckles.

“Mm.” she sucked in her bottom lip, pulling out her fingers and using them to rub over my clit aggressively, causing wetness to sound alongside my moans.

She pulled her sweats down as well as her boxers, leaving them to fall to her knees as she jacked herself off with her hand still covered in my arousal. Once she deemed her pulsing cock wet enough, she leaned over me and brushed the head up and down my sopping slit.

“What do you say baby?”

“Please daddy, I want your cock!” I practically screamed, wrapping my legs around her ass in an attempt to entice her closer.

“Fuck, that’s right.” She screwed her eyes shut, jaw dropped open as she penetrated my pussy with a sharp thrust and settled into a steady hard pace.

Moving back with the force of her thrusts, I laid back on the cold hood, hands spread out in an attempt to steady myself. She used me as leverage, taking hold under my knees and folding my legs against my chest as she drove her cock into me deeper, pounding me into the metal.

My screams filled the garage, hitching with every hit of my cervix. Her thick shaft massaged my walls, filling me to the brim to the point of the bulge created by her large dick being visible.

“Fuck look at you, taking all of me so good.” She pushed her weight onto me more, watching her slick cock disappear past my folds. “Are you going to take daddy’s cum like a good girl too?”

Nodding desperately, my mouth fell open as I reached my high. She grinned, feeling my walls squeezing her cock as I came to her relenting pace. Coming down, I slumped my head back on the car and let her continue driving her cock into me, using my body to get herself off.

“Shit, shit.” She gritted her teeth, hips stuttering as her abs tensed at the sensation. “Take off your top baby, I want to cum all over your tits.”

After I used the last of my strength to lift my shirt over my head, she pulled her cock out of me with a gushing sound, pulling me closer so she could quickly fist at her cock over my chest.

Pushing my tits together, I circled my nipples for her visual enjoyment as she towered over me, watching with blackened eyes.

“Fuck!” She grunted as spurts of cum left her tip, landing in splatters over the voluptuous mounds.

Slowing down her hand, she panted and wiped the sweat coating her top lip with the back of her other hand. As she began to soften, she pulled up her pants and tucked herself back into her boxers before helping me dress myself, as I found myself to be too sore to move much.

Pulling me off of the car with a laugh, she gave me a sweet kiss on the lips, completely opposing the dominance she exhibited moments ago. When she pulled away and glanced behind me though, her smile dropped.

“Oh shit.”

Turning around, I gasped at the sight of the dent, about the size of my ass, that had been pounded (literally) into the hood of the car.

Sighing, she set her hands on her hips. “I’m going to have to fix that for free.”

————————————————————-

Please note that I will only ever write a GP fic if it is requested and approved by a friend of mine that is part of the transgender community. So I will not be taking requests for these!

Enjoy horny bastards.

Love, Meg

#marvel fanfic #marvel women #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff smut #GP Natasha Romanoff #natasha romanoff fanfic

2K notes · View notes

monochromer0ses · 2 years ago

Text

Giving GP!Yeojin Head For The First Time | Headcanons

requested: yes

original request by @jisuahh : First time giving g!p yeojin head??

group: loona

pairing: female reader x gp yeojin

genre: smut, a little fluff

contents: idol!au, gp!yeojin

warnings:

synopsis: headcanons on giving gp yeojin head for the first time

a/n: none

you were fairly new into your relationship

so you hadn't done anything to sexual besides some innocent kissing and some heated make out sessions

it started to become clear that both of you wanted more from that aspect of your relationship

and of course you knew of Yeojin having a penis

it was one of the first things she had told you when your relationship started as she didn't want any sort of surprise or disgust if she told you later on

there was many things you had thought of doing with Yeojin

ranging from more innocent daydreaming to not so innocent wet dreams while you slept

and you could tell it was getting to Yeojin as well whenever you caught her staring at you with a bright blush on her face

so as a surprise you planned a romantic dinner one night filled with all of Yeojin's favorite foods as well as your own

it was the greatest date you had ever had with Yeojin so far and you were excited for it to get even better

after dinner you and Yeojin simply cuddled on the couch a little bit to let the food that you had just consumed settle before you gotten to the next step of your plan for the night

you figured making out a little would get the both of you worked up enough to take the next step

so after cuddling for quite a while, you would gently kiss Yeojin on the lips and take it from there

obviously it didn't take long for it to escalate from there with you rubbing your hand over Yeojin's thigh

as you felt Yeojin try to pull away

you quickly held onto her shirt to keep her in place

you gulped nervously before reaching down to run your hand over her cock

hearing her moan from the touch of you, made your breath hitch and your urge to feel her even higher

you pull back from the kiss and look her in the eye before getting onto your knees with no hesitation in front of the couch and in between Yeojin's legs

hearing the barely kept back moan Yeojin let out at the sight was enough for you to rise your hands up to her waistband and pull it down

you go slowly not wanting to rush the experience

you can tell Yeojin appreciates the slowness of it as she relaxes and helps you pull her pants down

your breathing grows heavier as you finally pull Yeojin's cock out of her underwear

Yeojin looks away and blushed heavily as she realizes you're staring at her

you smile as you catch the flustered look on your girlfriend's face

you reassure her as you wrap your hand around the base and slowly start pumping your hand up and down

Yeojin lets out a whimper at the feeling

the sound spurs you to place a single, shy kiss on the tip of her cock

she lets out a shaky breath as she tries hard not to jerk her hips forward

you let out a quiet giggle and place some more kisses to the side of her length

you can tell that Yeojin starts to get a little impatient as you continue to do nothing but kiss her cock

so you firmly lick the head of her cock, smirking at the whine that she lets out

you lick a line down on both sides before wrapping you lips around her cock

Yeojin's breathing is quickening even more and her hands are clenched into fists

you take a deep breath and flatten your tongue, pushing further down as you slowly take her cock into your mouth

Yeojin's knees shake slightly and she brings a hand up to bring a strand of hair behind your ear

you start lightly sucking and humming a little, only a little away from taking all of her cock into your mouth

as you press your nose into her abdomen, you sit there for a second looking up at Yeojin who blushes brightly as you make eye contact

you start bobbing up and down slightly, Yeojin letting out a few more whines and placing a hand on your head

you both blush as you continue and can hear the slurping sounds

Yeojin's hips jerk a little as she feels herself release

you smile after swallowing and push Yeojin back

"...thanks"

"pfft, you're so weird yeojinnie"

#im yeojin #yeojin #yeojin x reader #yeojin x fem reader #yeojin x female reader #Yeojin smut #loona #loona x reader #loona x fem reader #loona smut #loona x female reader #loona imagines #loona fluff #loona preferences #loona oneshot #loona reactions #loona headcanons

184 notes · View notes

abbyromanoff · 2 years ago

Note

Sugar daddy GP Natasha being seduced by reader into buying the dress she wants and nat fucking her to oblivion

Sugar daddy

Pairings: g!p sugar daddy Natasha Romanoff x reader

Warnings: smut, Nat has a penis, public sex, cunnilingus, spanking, breeding, light cnc talk, praising, degrading

Word count: 1584

Summary: When you want a dress so badly Nat figures out a way that you can pay for it

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“Please Natty? I’ll do anything.” You pleaded for the fifth time in the past hour. You’ve been begging the older woman to let you get this dress, assuring her that it would be for her eyes only which you both knew was a lie. You’d probably end up wearing it to a gathering with Nat just to watch as her blood boils with every lingering eye that was laid upon you. The dress was a satan red that reached to your mid thigh, a large slit placed on the left.

The red head smirked above you, using your desperation to her advantage. “Anything? Hm, that’s a good offer, a $400 dollar dress and I get to do whatever I want with you.” You shivered lightly as her cold hands went to place themselves on your waist. You gave your best puppy dog eyes and she gave in, walking you into the dressing room to try on the oh so nice dress.

Her watchful eyes wandered around your body as you slowly peeled off your clothing in front of her, teasing your wife successfully. You grabbed the dress off of the small hanger and slipped it on, making sure to accentuate your ass and tits as you looked over to Nat.

“So, what do you think?” She stood up suddenly, placing her hands on your butt and giving a small squeeze making you jump slightly. She chuckled dryly at your actions and turned you around so you were looking at yourself in the mirror, using her palms to grope you all over. You felt a bulge press against you as her crotch met your behind, slightly grinding against it and admiring the way your eyes fluttered closed at the feeling.

“I think, that I really want to fuck you against this mirror now.” You looked back at her only to be met with a harsh, bruising kiss as she groaned into your lips. The passionate kiss continued for a few moments until you both were heavily panting against each other. A loud knock erupted onto the changing room door, you were assuming it was an employee.

“Do you need any help in there?” The small voice asked, probably being able to hear the shuffling from out there.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah we’re fine, thank you.” You yelled out while Nat dropped to her knees and started to put her head under your dress.

“Be quiet for me princess.” She said while stroking your smooth thighs, plating small kisses to each one. Your breathing started getting heavy as you awaited for the feeling of her mouth on you, yet it never came.

“Nat, please! Just eat me out already.” You whisper yelled as she smirked at your neediness.

“Relax baby, let daddy play with her little toy.” You whimpered as her tongue played with your clit, sucking and licking the bud. You gripped her hair in your hands and pulled her face further into your aching cunt. She moaned into you as she teased your tight hole with her mouth, using her thumb to rub small circles on your clit.

“Mm, you like that, you like daddy’s mouth?” Her raspy voice was muffled as she got lost in the taste of you. Your moans were enough to answer her question but she wanted more, she wanted to hear you say it. She removed herself from your wet cunt to glare up at you, waiting for you to say something.

“Yes! I love it daddy, love it so fucking much!” She seemed to be satisfied with your answer as she leaned back and sloppily ate you out. You used one hand to pull her hair while the other gripped the wall, trying your best to keep yourself from falling.

You felt the coil in your stomach about to snap and warned the woman. “Daddy, can’t take it, gonna cum.” Your words made her go faster, desperately trying to make you cum on her tongue.

“Do it baby, cum for daddy.” You snapped, your cum leaking into her mouth as you finally let go. She let you ride it out, continuing her movements on your clit until your breathing returned to a normal. You muttered out a bunch of thank you’s and kissed her when she finally stood up, her tall figure towering over you.

“So, does that mean I can get the dress?” “Of course baby, but I’m not done with you. Did you really think I’d just eat you out and let you walk out of here?” A nervous gulp made its way out of you as she turned your body around, groping you like she did earlier.

“I’m not letting you leave until this beautiful little pussy is dripping with my cum.” She emphasized her words by cupping your sore pussy, laughing when you let out a small ‘yelp’. The redhead bent you over and brought the dress up so it laid on your lower back, your pantiless butt now on display.

“Fuck, look at this sexy ass.” Her words were accentuated with a small slap to your ass, you’d be surprised if no one could hear you two. “Wanna fuck it so bad, would you let me? Would you let daddy play with this cute little butt?” You nodded fastly, desperate to please her.

“Yes, I’d let you do anything to me. Anything you wanted.” Her groan echoed throughout the stall as she undid her belt and slid down her suit pants. Grabbing her cock she stroked herself back and forth until her pre-cum dripped onto your bottom. She brought her face to your level and slowly licked the white liquid as she stared at you in the mirror. Your hands went to hold the bench as your legs became wobbly, your previous orgasm and her current teasing causing you to go lightheaded.

“Will you let me slip in? I know you want me filling your little cunt, don’t you? You want daddy to cum in you? To fill you up with my pups?” You were going to agree until you felt her length ram into you, using your wetness as the only lubrication. Before you could yell out Nat filled your mouth with her fingers, hitting the back of your throat as she listened to your gags. She started a slow pace inside of you, moving her large cock in and out of you. Nat tried to quiet her moans but you felt too good, your warmth wrapped around her made her want to cum any minute.

“So warm and tight princess, want to be in you forever. Want your sexy fucking pussy all full of my cum, can’t wait to watch it drip out of you.” Her arm that wasn’t occupied went to wrap around your waist to bring herself further into you, shuttering to herself lightly as she felt you all around her. You on the other hand felt as though you’d snap any minute once again, that coil in your stomach was going to snap for the second time in only eleven minutes. Nat noticed you were trying to say something and removed her fingers from your mouth, taking the digits into her own mouth and sucking them. You let out a large breath and finally spoke out, making sure to keep your tone hushed and small.

“Mhm, want it too daddy. I want your cum in me so bad, please give it to me. Give me your cum daddy.” She slapped your ass repeatedly and watched in the mirror to see your reaction, admiring the way your mouth fell open. All of the sudden you felt hot liquid filling your awaiting pussy.

“I’m sorry baby, I couldn’t wait. You feel too good, couldn’t hold back. But you don’t mind right? You don’t mind me cumming in this tight little hole without your permission?” You shook your head faster than the speed of light, it felt too good to talk.

“Yes daddy! I love it so fucking much, it feels so good!” You couldn’t even seem to care about others hearing you getting fucked, they knew not to question the powerful woman that was the only reason they stayed in business.

“That’s right sweetheart, I’m your daddy. I’ll show everyone in this store how good I fuck you, even if I have to bend you over that stupid little counter.” It seemed like she wasn’t even talking to you anymore, it was as if she was just talking in general. This was your favorite part about her, the possesiveness she held over you made you feel so loved yet made you so hot and bothered.

You soon released after her, not being able to hold back anymore and letting go. When your wife had finally calmed down she kept herself inside of you, basking the feeling of your cunt wrapped around her. The moment she finally slid out of you, you almost fell over, the only thing keeping you up is holding onto the bench in the changing room.

“So can I get the dress now?” She laughed and nodded putting your clothes you cam in back on and walking the two of you out as if you didn’t just fuck in the store. The employees were too afraid to mention anything and kept quiet, just being glad to get the money from the rich woman. When she brought you out of the building you leaned your head against her shoulder, muttering a, “Thank you daddy.”

“Anything for my perfect princess.”

#anon ask #natahsa romanoff #natasha smut #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha x fem!reader #natasha romanoff smut #sugar daddy Natasha #black widow x y/n #black widow x you #black widow smut #black widow #anon request #anonymous

1K notes · View notes

wonderofwillows2 · 3 years ago

Text

The Training 4

When the bandages came off Victor did not know what to feel, he still felt shock. It was in Dr. Desantos’ office. She had unwrapped his penis with care and grace. Gently undoing the layers of gauze in swift, steady circular motions. It had been over a week since Victor had undergone the cut and Victor’s penis was still healing. The line where the cut was made was still an aggressive red and quite swollen, and it still was quite sore. Victor had spent a good bit of time limping around the house. Luckily the excuse of a hiking injury had been enough to fool his parents and with the help of pain medication he had been given he was able to ward off the worst effects of the early healing. The fact that Dr. DeSantos had used a new glue instead of sutures had helped Victor remain at full mental capacity as well given that his itching and sore penis. Despite that he had not realized just how much flesh had been taken. His glans had been rendered completely naked and even in his flaccid state the skin of his penis was actually somewhat tight. The line of the cut rested against his glans and he realized quickly that there had been another cut made in a perpendicular fashion to the first under his glans and going to his meatus.

“What did you do?” He stammered out to Dr. DeSantos. She give him a slight smile and then replied.

“You know what I did Victor. You’ve been circumcised, it’s what you agreed to and what we always do with initiates. It’s a nice cut Victor. I usually don’t brag but I am proud of my work. You’ll have a nice straight scar and no unsightly mucosa remaining. I cut out the frenulum too as it can tear and we don’t want that. Not let me see.”

Dr. DeSantos walked to Victor and took his penis in her long, delicate finger. The wound was still a bit tender and he winced as she ran a finger tip over it. She turned his penis very gently left and then right before examining the underside of it. She smiled again while examining her handy work before letting go of his swollen penis. Victor winced as she grazed his newly healed wound once more with her fingers. He wondered if that had been an intentional action, if she enjoyed the minor pain she was causing him. He would bear her mark for the rest of his life. He was suddenly struck with memories of the luxurious stroking action his foreskin had allowed him, it hadn’t been the least bit tight. What were Priya and his sister thinking when they asked him to do this? Why would they want him so altered? Surely women would not have minded him the way he was.

“I thought it was just a bit of skin you were going to remove. Not that you would alter me like this!” He exclaimed in a faltering and petulant voice.

“Now don’t whine.” Dr. DeSantos scolded him. At once Victor feel silent and ashamed.

“We do not do half measures in the program and you consesnted. It was your sister and Priya who picked this for you. They were the ones who wanted you so thoroughly skinned. Aside from that we do not allow for partial circumcisions in our program. What would be the point of that? The desire is health, beauty, and performance. I am sorry to say you were not informed that you will lose a bit of sensitivity due to this but try not to fret, greater pleasure awaits you because of this Victor. I am certain of that. Don’t you want to be a desirable man Victor? This will help you Victor. You’re modern now. I’ve altered you for the better and you need to try and find some joy and satisfaction in that. Nothing can return your foreskin now. I’m sure if your mother had not come from a part of the world so ignorant of the benefits of such a minor operation you would have lost your foreskin long ago. Now, please be a good boy and let me finish.” She implored him with her eyes and smile and Victor was forced into shame and simultaneous desire for the pretty woman who had taken his foreskin and was now examining the wound. He wondered if she’d ever had any of her patients. He wondered if she’d feel disgust thinking of the surgery or if it was all just fun for her beyond some raw passion. She grazed his wound again and he winced.

The rest of the examination proceeded smoothly and Victor was discharged with the information that he was healthy and that he should avoid masturbation for several more weeks. At the time the pain made him feel this might be easy but it was not long before he realized he would not have such an easy time as he thought.

The lack of ease was not in the least bit helped by the fact that, for the next several weeks, Priya would often greet him with a kiss on the cheek. It was not helped either by the fact that she and seemingly a few of her friends would also find reasons to place themselves in his personal space. That was something Victor had not really experienced before and he wondered if Priya had told them his secret. He began to wonder how long she had planned this whole adventure for him. It was really turning into an adventure. He would have his hero’s journey and he had returned from the wilderness. He was not sure if he had returned victorious though, perhaps instead he had been conquered. Though had he been conquered for a purpose? That was the burning question. In fact it burned almost as much as his healing wound and then his sensitive glans rubbing against his pants. A constant reminder of change.

That wasn’t something he had anticipated. The rubbing. The constant and ever present rubbing of his glans against his clothes was at first a source of genuine torment. Like all torments and most pleasures though, it did fade. This alarmed him, his formerly wet and protected glans was forever dry and he felt almost as though it were a coating forming on it. Like it was regrowing some new but exceedingly thin and immobile new skin on it. This was a source of concern to him, but in true and obedient fashion he did ignore it. His morning erections had however become far more persistent than they had been in recent years and this was something he was shocked by. He had tried lightly stroking his glans one morning but found the sensation bordered on the painful with pleasure mixed in. The strong sharp pleasures of his previous masturbatory sessions replaced with an aching longing that needed fulfillment. Still he waited. He waited the full six weeks and then a few days until he could not take it any more.

It had been like a new experience. He had tried to replicate his old methods of luxurious stroking, the soft folds of his foreskin moving over his glans. This of course was quite impossible as Dr. DeSantos had robbed him not just of his foreskin but of all the skin movement of his shaft. It was completely taught when he was erect without the mildest possibility of pulling any skin forwards from his shaft and so he had to learn to improvise. He would lightly stroke his corona with two fingers. He would twists in a circular motion around it, everything in the lightest possible motions. It still took him almost twenty minutes to orgasm despite more than a month of built up semen. He felt almost depressed. This was not the tender and self indulgent self love he had previously had but a mere shadow of that. He felt depressed and helpless. He even confessed his feeling to Priya but she merely laughed at him and told him, smiling madly, he needed to know his penis was for pleasing others. That was the point after all. She reminded him he ought to save his passions for her and then gave him another maddening, teasing kiss on his cheek before walking away. Then she turned back and reminded him that over their winter break there would be a return to the place he was cut and she would have him there.

In the intervening weeks, which for Victor passed in a dreamlike and inconsistent fashion, he discovered to joys of lubricants. These were both natural and artificial. The slickness of his hand approximating his old sensations. To him it also approximated the feel of sex – how wrong that would prove – but he still enjoyed this more than his dry stroking. He was quite proud of his ingenuity at times. He had found ways to use hand lotion, skin cream, and so many other substances. It was almost an obsession for him to discover the best solution to his problem. He learned as well that his bare glans did render him certain kinds of sensations that were absent when he had used his foreskin to aid his masturbation. Still these new sensations were never quite enough and he found himself racked with frustrations at times when he was unable to easily provide himself relief. It seemed Priya had been partly right that the use of his penis was not entirely for him any longer.

All of that though, was before the day came. It had been Anna who called him and she had been clear. They were going back to those mountain cabins and they would do so right after the holidays. In fact they would do so for the new year. The whole of the short period of actual holidays became a blur for him. He barely remembered that Christmas nor the New Years party at friends, although the alcohol might have helped speed that process along. It was all fictional until the day Ana came to get him in her economy car with Priya accompanying her. They both greeted him with coy and knowing smiles. The kind of smiles that might be deemed diabolical or even perhaps a tiny bit petty. There was no doubt of their sincerity though.

“Are you ready?” Ana asked him as he entered the idling vehicle.

“I am, I think. Is it really necessary for you to come?” Victor asked.

“Don’t be silly, I planned so much of this that I have to see it through. Now get in and let’s go and complete all of this.” Ana’s tone was demanding and exact in a way Victor had never heard from her. He didn’t know what else to do but obey. He shut the car door and they were off down the familiar and then the unfamiliar roads. All the while guided by the neutral feminine voice of the GPS, which for some reason had been changed to affect a British accent. That actually struck them all as a bit ironic but were glad the company had not chosen some other more jarring accent.

The roads were icy at this time of the year, the thick evergreens along the road retained there splendid green bristles and stood proudly. Their conic forms in opposition to the skeletal forms of the few deciduous trees scattered among their more cold adapted brethren. It all seemed savage to Victor this time. There was no naivete of purpose to this trip no innocence. He was coming along to lose his virginity and it would be to a woman – a woman, she really was one now – that he had known for a very long time. A young woman he had never really even known he was attracted to. For that matter a young woman he loved but was not in love with, and who had conspired with his sister to help have his foreskin removed. The thought of it all stirred his denuded penis and he felt a slight twinge as his glans brushed against the seem of his underwear. He guessed there were some feelings you did not get entirely used to. He great central building seemed so much more fortress like and imposing now that it’s secrets had been explored. Now that Victor knew it contained rooms where unsuspecting young men like him were altered physically and mentally.

They pulled up to the very same cabin in which they had stayed the first time. All three got out of the car and stretched their tired limbs. Ana yawned lazily causing the other two to do the same reflexively. This got a laugh from them all and broke a bit of the tension that had been formed in the mostly silent car ride. There had been a lot of anticipation on that ride. Even young Victor who was so ignorant of the world had felt it, and felt that he might not have been the only one feeling arousal on that ride. That he might have shared that feeling, his arousal with them, it was thrilling and conflicting at the same time. Sharing arousal with his sister was certainly never something he felt he’d experience. He was shocked to find he wasn’t even disgusted. Assuming she had felt aroused then surely it was just empathy for him, for his coming trials.

They entered the room in silence an placed their things, just like the first time. Just like the first time the two young women chose beds on the opposite side of the cabin and adjacent to each other and Victor was left on his own on the other.

“Perhaps you should sleep naked since you’ll be unclothed for use again tomorrow.” Priya told Victor with a voice that dripped feigned innocence. Victor managed a short nervous laugh.

“You’ll get your fill of me later.” He spat back and this one made the two girls laugh.

“Let’s maybe get things a bit more relaxed.” Ana said with a coy smile and again she produced a bottle of wine from her bag.

Victor quickly realized that it was the same wine as the previous time and that in reality he had never heard of the brand. That shouldn’t have been a surprise but the label was very plain and hard to recognize. In fact it was almost too plain. The name read simply “ease”, which while appropriate seemed to be a short name and a non distinct one. Still when the wine was poured into the plastic cups Ana had brought Victor still took his and drank the rich red liquid with glee. It had a hot taste and burned almost like liquor. He wondered if it had any added alcohol. His inhibitions began to melt and soon the group began to talk. Then came the laughter as they shared old experiences and new and once more it felt like the convivial atmosphere of the old party. Victor even found himself admitting to Ana which of her old friends he’d been attracted to and she laughed and mentioned he might get a chance with them now that he was older and properly cut. Eventually the atmosphere faded and each of the three went to sleep.

When Victor awoke he was aware only of the sunlight filtered through his eyelids, the glow of the night’s revelries, and his exceedingly erect penis. He did not want to get up just yet, he thought he would just lie there. Surely Ana and Priya were still asleep. He knew it couldn’t bee too early since it was winter but he was still happy to think he had the privilege of being the only conscious one. This was soon rudely disturbed however when he heard Ana’s voice and slowly opened his eyes. It took him a second to adjust to the light.

“Wake up, it’s time.” She said to him and it was half a demand and half a soft assuring whisper but he complied. He knew she knew he would.

“It’s early though and, and I can’t get up just yet.” He stammered back. It was then he realized that standing in the corner were the three women who had been there during his first trip when he was cut. The were once more immaculately dressed an seated in three seats pressed against the wall of the cabin by the door. Victor was sure that the seats had not been there and was additionally sure that those same women were positioned to dissuade him from any attempts at flight. He suddenly realized that Ana was holding something. A glass of water and a small pill, she noticed his attention.

“Take these.” She said and smiled at him.

“They’ll help you to relax and also to perform.” She added. Victor did as he was told, he realized the drinking had left him intensely thirsty. His erection had still not subsided.

“He’s ready for you now.” Called the leader of the three women.

Victor was starting to recover his senses as the fog of sleep wore away. He was throbbing hard now, it seemed he would have no relief. He felt a bit nervous but all of these women had seen him orgasm and presumably had enjoyed the sight. They had ordered his circumcision, and if Dr. DeSantos was to be believed his own sister had decided on the look of the final outcome. Why couldn’t he feel nervous? He felt he ought to be livid, but there was an odd calm to this place. A calm that seemed to have no origin. It was not that he was even calm so much as he was just without the slightest bit of anxiety.

It was then that Priya emerged from the bathroom. She was naked, fully unclothed for all to see. The noise had a attracted Victor’s attention but when he saw he he was enthralled. There was nothing he could do to take his eyes away from her form. She was slim, her hips flared just slightly but were not the childbearing type that one commonly associates with a woman. Her breast were medium sized and she had pert, erect nipples. She had put on her make up, expertly, the curve of the eyeliner accentuating her large eyes and a dark lip stain brought her a vampish look. She had even trimmed her pubic hair into a neat triangle hovering above her own denuded but complete vulva. Victor couldn’t look away. If he had been able to he would have noticed the women were unable to as well though for different reasons. Priya had the whole room enraptured and she deserved every second of the attention she garnered. She was so unafraid and so confident that it made Victor’s heart race, she was free and determined to do as she would and he couldn’t want anything more than that. He wanted her to be so free she might defy gravity and float.

With that she sauntered slowly across the room. Her pace was slow and even and she managed to move her hips in a way that kept Victor watching, Ana too, though for Ana it was more of a sympathetic admiration. Victor wondered if Ana had done this. If she had taken some young man’s virginity in a spot like this. He wondered if she had a hand in shaping other young men’s penises and he wondered also what her saunter might be like. He was ashamed at that but then embraced it. He wondered if her nipples were still that same shade of pink they were when he had accidentally walked in on her changing those years ago. He’d almost forgotten that.

“Are ready Victor?” Priya asked as she moved fluidly into arm’s reach of the bed. She placed her hand on his cheek. “Let’s get started.

4 notes · View notes

atlafan · 5 years ago

Text

Take it Slow - Part Sixty-Two

a/n: okay this is my first shot at a harry:y/n fic, and it will be multiple parts. y/n had a bad experience with an ex over a year ago, and finally accepts her coworker and good friend Niall’s invitation to go on a blind date with his friend Harry.

Warnings: Fluff and Smut.

Masterpost (all previous parts can be found in the masterpost)

“Wait, before we raid the store, what colors does he like on you?” Rachel asks.

“Um, like, dark red, blush pink, black…lots of lace. The more lace the better.”

“And are we looking for matching sets?”

“Yeah, I don’t want any night gowns.”

“On it.”

The three of you split up and try to find things in your style. You knew Harry would like anything you wore, but you just wanted to do something extra special for him. You knew seven days apart was going to not be easy for him. Hell, it wouldn’t be easy for you either, but at least you’d have family to distract you.

You each met in the back where the dressing rooms were after about fifteen minutes. You had pulled some different matching sets.

“Here, I thought you might like this top.” Sarah hands you a red, lace, crop top with a single button. “You could pair it with this bra.” She hands you a black bralette.

“Oh cute! Were there bottoms for the shirt?”

“These shorts, they’re cheeky, super cute.” She hands them to you.

“Try this thong with it.” Rachel says.

“It’s gonna be hard to really see how everything looks with my own underwear on under everything.”

“Just use your imagination.”

“What do you guys think of what I grabbed?” You show them the few different pieces.

“I think he’s going to have a hard time keeping it in his pants.” Rachel laughs. “Now go try this shit on.”

You put on the outfit they pieced together first. You open the door slightly so they both can come into the small room.

“Y/N, are you fucking kidding me? This is gorgeous!”

“You think so?”

“Yeah! I think this is like second outfit though.” Sarah says.

“I agree.” Rachel nods. “Try on the things you picked out next.”

They leave the room. You put on a black, lace, sheer bodysuit. You could clearly see your nipples and naval piercing through the material.

“Okay, imagine this without my underwear…” You open the door for them again.

“Bitch, you have to lead with this.” Rachel says. “Oh my god! What if we got you a pair of like blush pink heels? It would match that silk robe you have right? You could be sitting in that waiting for him. When did you want to do this for him?”

“When he gets home tonight.”

“We have to get your hair blown out too, and we should stop by a makeup counter so they can doll you up!” Sarah says.

“I like the way you both think. But we have to do this quick.”

You buy an array of clothes and tell yourself you’ll decide later the order of things you model for him. You hit the shoe section of Macy’s to find a strappy pair of pink heels. Luckily you find what you’re looking for, and even luckier they were on sale. You make an appointment at the makeup counter for an hour later, so you can go get your hair blown out.

Your friends offer to pay for your makeover, and you appreciated them so much. You were happy you all thought to eat something before getting your hair done. Once you were done with everything you took a selfie.

“You know it’s amazing what you can look like with a glam team.” You say to them as you walk out to your car.

“Right?! It’s like you always say, you’re not ugly, you’re just poor.” Sarah says.

“Thank you both again for doing this with me.”

“Are you kidding?! It was so much fun!” Rachel gives you a hug. “I expect a copy of some of those pictures, missy.”

“Oh for sure.” You and Sarah say goodbye to her and get in your car.

“Can I ask you something?” Sarah says.

“Anything!”

“You and Harry are kind of kinky, right?”

“Define kinky…”

“Do you ever use, like, toys?”

“No, not really. Although I’m sure he’d like to. We’ve done other things, I’ve let him tie up my wrists before, and one time I blind folded him. Oh, and sometimes I…well…I like my hand on his throat, but I don’t do it often. Why?”

“Well…Niall and I like to use toys…”

“Oh! What kinds of toys?”

“Sometimes he’ll use my vibrator on me, and stuff like that. I was thinking of buying him something special since our six month is coming up.”

“That’s right! What do you think you’d wanna get?”

“I have no idea, I was sort of hoping you’d go with me to the sex shop quick before we head home. I know Rach knows a lot about toys, but I wanna get something for him.”

“I gotcha. Sure, put the store in my GPS, we can swing through.”

You and Sarah stop off at the small sex shop. You probably looked silly all dolled up as you walked in, but you didn’t really care.

“So…what types of toys do they have for men?” You ask.

“I was hoping you would know…” You both burst out laughing.

“Maybe you could get some handcuffs.” You point to them.

“He doesn’t like that. He has really bad claustrophobia, so she doesn’t like being restrained you know?”

“Makes sense.” You shrug.

You both wander down the isles until you find a for men section.

“What the fuck is this?” Sarah says.

“It’s a flesh-light.”

“I always thought that was the thing that went up your ass. What do you even do with this?” She picks it up to read the back of the packaging. “Oh my god! It’s essentially a dildo for men.”

“That’s disgusting, imagine jazzing in that and then having to clean it?”

“Ew, just use a sock like everyone else.” You both laugh and she puts it down.

“I think the things that go up your ass are just called butt plugs. Did you wanna look at those?”

“Maybe in a bit.” Her eyes grow wide. “Look at these!”

“Cockrings…”

“It says you put them on the penis and then turn it on and it vibrates around the base. That could feel good for both of us.”

“Yeah!”

“Don’t look at the size I grab, I don’t want you to know how thick or not thick he is.”

“Don’t worry.” You chuckle. “Maybe I’ll get one too, save it for another special occasion. Is it ever awkward when he uses the vibrator on you?”

“Not at all! Sometimes we’re both just too tired for the fancy stuff so we break it out and he uses it on me. It’s really hot, actually.”

You each grab the rings and walk around to where the butt plugs are.

“Have you and Harry done anal?” She asks quietly.

“God no, he can still barely fuck me from behind without me freaking out.” You sigh. “Have you done it with Niall?”

“No…but we’ve talked about it. I’m kinda scared.”

“I don’t get it really, is my cunt not tight enough?”

“Y/N, don’t say cunt!” You both laugh.

“Plus it feels better when it’s done to a guy…Harry’s such a freak, he’d probably like it if I did to him.”

“Maybe if Niall wants to do it so bad he’d let me do it to him first.”

“There’s an idea.”

“Harry’s done anal before…”

“Yup.” You wanted to slap her for reminding you of Harry’s threesome days.

“I just mean, at least he’d know how to not hurt you and stuff.”

“I don’t have the desire to have it done to me…and it’s not like you can start with the plug right away. You have to use your fingers first, and as much as I love him, gross.”

“Can’t you just stick your fingers in a condom and lube it up, or you could just have him wash really well in the shower.”

“Maybe in the heat of the moment it’s not as gross.” You shrug. “I’m gonna get one and just hold onto it.”

“Me too, why not, right?”

You both giggle as you get back into your car. You drive Sarah back to her own apartment so she could hide the things she bought, and then you take her back to Niall’s. You thank her again and head up to your place.

Your hair and makeup still looked really good. Before you got changed you put your new toys in the box with your others and hide it away, you definitely didn’t want him finding them. You put on the new body suit and heels and pull your robe on over everything. You knew Harry would be slightly tired when he got back, but you were hoping he wouldn’t be too tired.

You: can’t wait for you to get home

Harry: me too, omw now actually. See you in an hour

You wondered where he’d take the photos. Maybe up in the loft? That’s where you’d rather them be. You almost thought to go up there and set everything up, but you didn’t want to mess with his things. When you hear his footsteps, and the sound of the door closing behind him, you get up and walk over to where the main entrance meets the living area.

“Hi sweetie.” You say with a bright smile.

“Hi.” He rubs his eyes and puts his bags down. “God, I’m exh…aus…ted.” His eyes bug out when he sees you. “Did we have a date or an event tonight?”

“No, what makes you think that?”

“You’re all…your hair and your makeup, and…” He squints at your heels. “Are you breakin’ in a pair of shoes? Do you have more plans with friends?”

“Nope.”

He was utterly confused. You were all dolled up, but had your robe on.

“I…wanted to give you something before I go on vacation next weekend. I know you’re going to miss me, well, we’ll miss each other, but you won’t have as many distractions as I will.” He walks a little closer, but cautiously. Your hands grip the tie on your robe. “Do you remember when I found the pictures of you while you were away?” A sudden realization covers his face, and his jaw drops when you let the tie go free and let the rob slide down your shoulders. “I thought, if you weren’t too tired, you could take my picture.” His jaw drops when you let your robe slide all the way to the floor, revealing the entire lace body suit. Goosebumps raise over your body from the sudden cool air.

“I…I…you…yes, yeah, yup, let’s, um…” You raise your hand to get him to stop talking.

“I want a purely professional shoot. I want you to treat me like one of your clients. What I pay you in, of course, will be different.”

“Can I at least kiss you?”

“On the cheek.” You smile and he comes over to you, kissing you on the cheek, then on your temple.

“You look so incredibly beautiful, breathtaking really.” He looks back at his bags. “Let me get these upstairs and then I’ll set a scene up there. I have some furry blankets you can lay on that I usually use for maternity shoots, it’ll look great. Just need like ten minutes.” He picks your robe up and hands it to you. “You look cold.”

He sprints up the spiral staircase and starts getting everything ready. Around fifteen minutes later he comes back down to get you.

“Babe?”

“Yes?”

“Ready?”

“Mhm.”

He leads you carefully up the stairs and you’re blown away with what he’s set up. There was a white backdrop and a few furry white blankets thrown on the floor. He layered one of them over a bench for you to sit on.

“Let’s take some with the robe on first.”

“Wait! I have other outfits too, not just this one, I left them downstairs. Should I go get them?”

“I can, where are they?”

“In a bag on our bed.”

“Alright, go sit on the bench and I’ll be right back.”

Harry grabs the bag out of the bedroom and comes right back. You’re sitting cross-legged on the bench, clutching at the top of your robe.

“Relax baby, s’just me.”

“I’m relaxed, I’m cool.” You smile. “Do you ever play music at these things?”

“Sure! What do you want me to put on?” He connect his phone to the Bluetooth.

“The Weeknd?”

“Sure.” He chuckles.

He still hadn’t told you about the concert tickets. He was planning to do it right before you left.

“Loosen your grip on the top and…actually do you mind if I just position you?”

“Go right ahead.”

He comes over to you and adjusts the top of your robe, tugging just one of the shoulders down. He moves one of your legs over the bench so you’re straddling it.

“Perfect, yeh look so perfect.”

Harry grabs his camera and takes a few test shots.

“Should I smile? I don’t know what to do with my face…”

“Just do what feels natural. Smile if you want, or just, um, what was that face you made the last time you went out with the girls, and you wore that dress?”

“When I pouted?”

“Yeah! Do that.”

You do as he says and smile while he takes the shot. The music had definitely relaxed you. Harry stayed true to keeping it professional as well.

“Okay, take the robe off, and I went you take lay on the ground, but put your legs up on the bench, cross ‘em at your ankles.”

You slide your robe off and toss it near him, you get on the floor like he says, laying on your back, and put your legs up like he said. He comes over to you and places your arms and hands where he wants, and move your hair so it’s spread out.

Hew takes a few close up shots of your face. You can’t help but smile in a few of them, and then you put a more serious face on.

“You look so fuckin’ good, you have no idea.”

Harry stands over you, feet on either side of your hips, and gets a shot of you looking up at him.

“Flip over for me, and bend your legs, cross ‘em at your ankles again. Prop yourself up with your elbows and res your chin on your palm.”

You do as he says, and after he adjusts a few things he takes the shots. You turn to lay on your side and he loves the way you look. He goes behind you and gets a shot of the perfect curve of your ass.

“Did you want to do one of your outfit changes?”

“You know what, I think I’m ready to just get naked.”

“Alright, sit on the floor with your legs behind you, we’re gonna do this in stages.”

He adjusts your hair so it’s behind your shoulders, and lowers one of your straps.

“Look down and smile.” He takes the shot. He lowers the other strap. “Look off into the distance.” He takes a shot. “Alright, lower the top half and then get back on your stomach.”

You fold your arms and rest your head on them as he takes the different shots.

“Okay, babe, take the whole thing off.”

Harry takes shots while you strip the rest of it off.

“So beautiful, love.”

“Should I leave my heels on?”

“Yes! Now get into that position from before where you had your legs up while you were on your back.”

You do as he says and he takes the shots. Your nipples were perfectly pebbled and he had all he could to not jump your bones. After a few more positions on the ground he has you stand up for bit.

“Turn to the side and cup your breasts, then step one foot out. That’s it, that’s perfect.” He takes the shot. “Now turn and face front while cupping still.” He smiles as he basically takes a head-shot of you. “These are gonna be so good.”

“Are you going to make them black and white like yours?”

“Yeah, I’ll do that when I edit them though.” He bites his bottom lip.

“What?”

“Well…did you fully wanna copy me?”

“What do you mean?”

“You saw all the pictures right? I was touchin’ myself in some of them.” How was he so comfortable talking about this? You suddenly feel shy as you stand there naked in front of him.

“You…you want me to touch myself.”

“Only if you want to…I found it to be really empowering.”

“But you didn’t have anyone watching you.”

“I’m not really watchin’ you…I’m just capturing the moment.”

“What would you have me do? I want it to be tasteful, I don’t want to look like porn.”

“It won’t. Lay fully on the floor and then prop yourself up with your elbows and then do you a hip raise.”

You nod and do as he says. He looks giddy with his vision coming to life.

“Let your head roll back, babe, and close your eyes.” He takes the shot. “You always tell me I’m a model, but I’m lookin’ at one. This is incredible.” You giggle and lower yourself.

“What next?”

“Lay flat but keep your knees bent. Then stick one hand between your legs and one on your breast, tweak your nipple even, then look over at me.”

You take a deep breath and do as he says. He kneels on the floor to almost be eyes level with your body. He thought you looked like an angel. Since the picture was from the side, you didn’t feel totally exposed.

“Would you play with yourself a little? I wanna get the hue on your cheeks.”

You spread your legs slightly and rub your clit, you look away from him and close your eyes. You hear the sound of the camera go off a few times. You feel yourself getting wet.

“Harry?”

“Doin’ great, you look so beautiful like this.” He coos.

As your fingers trail lower to play with your folds, you involuntarily bring your other hand up near your mouth and suck on two of your fingers. You open your eyes to look at Harry, whose mouth was hanging open. He takes the shot, he takes multiple shots, especially when you removed your fingers and there’s a trail of spit that follows.

“Fuck.” He says. He was about ready to burst.

“I have an idea.” You say sitting up.

“Yeah?”

“I want you to fuck me, and then take my picture after.”

“But your hair and make up will get all fucked up.”

“Exactly. I want you to have the before, the during, and the after.”

Harry sets his camera down and takes his shirt off. He really didn’t need to be told twice, and he’s yet to fuck you up in the loft. He goes to his desk to clear some space. You walk over to him and he grips you by the hips to pick you and sit you down. You lean back on your elbows as he crouches in front of you, spreading you apart and licking a flat stripe up your clit. Your head rolls back at the feeling.

Harry goes down on you until you come. He undoes his pants and pulls his them and his boxers down just enough to get his dick out. He pulls you closer and lines himself up with you. You grip his shoulders as he enters you.

“Oh god.” You bite down on his collar bone as thrusts in and out of you. “Harry, I, I want…”

“Tell me what you need, angel. I’ll give you anything.” You groan at his response.

“I want you to bend me over the desk.”

“Oh my god, are you serious?”

“Yes, I need to feel you deeper than this, and I don’t wanna fuck on the blankets you use at maternity shoots.”

“Do you think you’ll be alright? We’re having such a nice time.” You kiss him.

“I’m feeling really good right now. What did you say earlier? Oh! Empowered, I’m feeling empowered, so I wanna roll with it.” He steps back and lets you hop off. “I need to take these heels off though.” You giggle and kick them off, sighing with relief.

You bend over the desk and wiggle your butt at him. He gives your ass a little smack before spreading you back apart. He enters you slowly and you groan at the feeling. You grip the other edge of the desk as he rocks in and out of you.

“Feel so good, babe.” He says through gritted teeth as he grips your hips harshly, fingers sure to leave bruises behind. “Doin’ alright?”

“Good, so good, so fucking good.”

One of his hand slips to your front so he can rub your clit. You drop to your elbows on the desk.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you up here like this for so long, you have no idea.”

“Me too, I’ve wanted it too. You always look so sexy while you’re working, ahhh.”

“That’s it, come f’me baby.” He says into your ear, nipping at your earlobe.

“Fuck, Harry, Harry!” Your release comes, and it comes hard.

“Please, let me come inside you, let me fill you up, and then I’ll do that thing you like so much.” He couldn’t see, but your pupils are fully blow out.

“Fill me up Harry, please.”

A few more quick thrusts and he’s coming. A few tears, happy ones, roll down your cheeks. When he pulls out you clamp your legs together and turn around. He looks down and sticks his middle up inside you, and takes it out. You smile as you take his finger into your mouth and suck on it.

“Why you cryin’?” He asks softly.

“Because…I didn’t have a flash. I enjoyed it the whole time.”

He pulls you into his arms and you both stand there hugging tightly. A few tears come to his eyes too.

“You were amazing, you did so well.” He kisses your temple. “Let’s finish these up, yeah? Go sit on the bench.”

Harry snaps the pictures of you, freshly fucked and beautiful as ever. When he’s done you throw your robe on and head down to the bathroom. When you come back up just about everything has been put away and he’s loading the pictures onto his computer. You wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“How do they look so far?”

“Insanely good, I can’t wait to edit them. I can get a few done tomorrow so you can see how they look in black and white.”

“I’d like that. We should get a couple of nice photo albums to put yours and mine in. Keep ‘em where only we know where they are.” You kiss him on the cheek. “I’m really glad we did this.”

“Me too, it was really special.” He pats his legs and you sit on his right thigh. “I love you so much, you’re amazing.”

“I love you too.” You kiss him.

“So…when will I get to see the other outfits you bought?”

“Greedy.”

“No, just eager.” You both laugh.

“Maybe when I get back, as a treat.”

#take it slow #harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles y/n #harry styles x y/n #harry styles imagine #harry styles fluff #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff fic #harry styles smut fic #harry styles fic #fluff #smut #hope you liked!#come hang in my ask box

250 notes · View notes

thedominatrixprincess · 4 years ago

Text

Jayden & Nora

“That was an awesome movie.” Nora said as she walked with her boyfriend to where they were meeting up with two of their other friends. They had just watch the Joker movie and both enjoyed it. Jayden smiled at his girlfriend, “I’m glad you enjoyed it, love.” He said kissed her forehead. They found their friends waiting by the exit out of the mall. Nora smiled brightly as she hugged her best friend, Kayla, “how was your movie?” She asked. “It was great.” Kayla smiled brightly as she and Nora began to talk about their movies. The boys followed after the two young women to the car waiting. Tyler got into the driver’s seat while Kayla got into the passenger next to him. Nora and Jayden got into the backseat.

For the most part, the ride was pretty quiet except for the rock music playing in the background. It wasn’t until Nora noticed that they were out of the city that she realized she had no idea where they were. “Tyler? Are you sure you’re going in the right direction?” She asked looking around. Tyler bit his lip as he said, “yes, I’m sure.” He said. Tyler honestly had no idea where they were and didn’t want to panic Jayden who had a severe fear of getting lost in a car. Jayden was afraid of vehicles because of the terrible accident he saw as a child ever since he didn’t like being in them any longer than necessary.

Nora noticed that Kayla had fallen asleep. She looked over at her boyfriend and saw that he was awake, looking out the window. She smiled when she saw that he was lip singing the song ‘T.N.T by AC/DC’ that was playing. That was something she loved about her boyfriend was his love for rock music. She enjoyed it almost as much as he did. She couldn’t help but notice that he had one of his hands laying on his crotch almost as if he wanted to grab it. It brought a short memory back into her mind. Jayden had said he had to use the restroom when they were walking to the car. She just didn’t register that he had said it until now. Nora decided not to say anything unless she noticed it getting worse.

It didn’t take long for her to notice him, grabbing himself and squeezing his legs together about ten minutes later. At this point, Tyler had admitted to Nora that he had no idea where they were and was trying to find a place to stop to look at his phone. Nora looked over at her boyfriend with worry as she said, “yeah, we might want to hurry up on that. I have to pee pretty badly.” It wasn’t a lie. Nora did have to use the bathroom but no where near as bad as her boyfriend who she knew very well wouldn’t say anything about it unless he was close to wetting his pants. Nora leaned back in her seat as she hummed to the song playing on the radio. She looked at her boyfriend who was biting his lip and squirming in desperation. “Is it really that bad?” She whispered to him in his ear.

“Yeah... I haven’t gone since before the movie and drank two rockstars.” He said softly back. His face was burning in embarrassment as he tried to stop squirming to avoid more embarrassment. He knew his girlfriend wouldn’t be upset with him but he didn’t want his best friend, Tyler, knowing his need. Tyler would just tease him for having a small bladder which wasn’t a lie. Jayden did have a small bladder and used the bathroom frequently. Nora was worried for her boyfriend, “does it hurt?” She whispered to him gently and rubbed his arm to attempt to comfort him.

Jayden shook his head no. He didn’t want to admit that it was starting to ache now that Nora said something. He held Nora’s hand in his own. He squirmed more and squeezed his legs as the next few minutes went by. “Shit... we are thirty five minutes away from the dorms...” Tyler said as he finally turned on his GPS and set it up so they could go in the right direction. Jayden almost let a whimper at the idea of having to hold his bladder for thirty five painful minutes. He also didn’t want to admit it caused his anxiety to go up from being in a car. He squeezed his legs tighter together. Nora rubbed his arm gently to comfort him and he was grateful that she was with him. She made him feel safe.

As time went by, Jayden couldn’t hold it back anymore. He finally admitted it, “I have to piss so fucking bad...” he unashamfully held his crotch, squeezing his dick to avoid leaking into his jeans. Tyler looked at his best friend, “pipsqueak of a bladder. Be a man and hold it.” He snapped to his friend, rolling his eyes. Nora glared at Tyler, “he’s had to go for a while now and hasnt said anything because he knew you would say that. Shut up about it and keep driving.” Nora snapped angerily at her friend not liking the words he said. Nora looked at her boyfriend, “are you okay?” She asked gently.

Jayden shook his head, “I have to go...” he whined as he squirmed and whimpered. It was really starting to hurt now and he was doing everything in his power not to piss his pants. “How much longer until we get there?” Nora asked Tyler who mumbled, “ten minutes.” Jayden cried a little, “oh my god...” he can make it. He had to make it. He didn’t want to embarrass himself again in front of his girlfriend like he did two weeks ago. He blushed at the memory as he felt a drip of sweat fall down his forehead. Nora rubbed his back, “you’re doing great. You can do it.” She encouraged him as the ten minutes seem to last forever. Finally, they pulled into the parking lot.

At this point, Jayden had tears in his eyes and was sobbing a little bit from the pain. “I can’t” he whimpered out as he barely noticed Tyler and Kayla getting out of the car. Nora got out as well and opened his door, “yes you can. You’re almost there.” Nora said as she helped her boyfriend turn to get out of the car. That’s when Jayden knew, “no I won’t make it... if I stand, it’s going to come out...” tears began to fall down his cheeks. Nora looked at her boyfriend with worry, “how much pain are you in?” She asked him. “Burning... everywhere... back... penis...” he mumbled sobbing.

Nora’s eyes widened as she realized that if her boyfriend continued to hold longer than he already has been he would end up with a UTI. She looked at her two friends, “do you mind going inside? I’ll lock up the car.” She said softly. Tyler and Kayla nodded as they left to go inside. Nora noticed that her boyfriend was shivering from the winter air which she knew wasn’t helping. “Come on. Stand up.” Nora said as she helped her boyfriend stand up. Almost as soon as he stood, he was squatting down grabbing himself. “I can’t...” he sobbed out as Nora closed the car door. Tyler locked the car which caused it to honk. Jayden jumped in fear before he whined out, “noooooo...” he desperately squirmed and held himself but Nora knew. She grabbed his legs that were tightly together and yanked them apart.

Jayden gasped as he leaned against the car to keep his balance. He held on to Nora’s shoulders with his arm as she squatted next to him. “I’m sorry...” he whimpered as tears ran down his face. Nora could hear the loud hissing coming from inside of her boyfriend’s pants. She watched as his jeans glistened in the front and under his butt. She could her the splattering of his urine hitting the ground. Jayden seemed to pee for what it seemed forever. But Nora didn’t fail to notice the look of relief on her significant other’s face. ‘Only if he knew...’ she thought in her head. Little did Jayden know, Nora was turned on by watching him relieve himself into his pants after holding his urine in and being desperate for so long.

The splattering stopped and Jayden opened his eyes to look at his girlfriend. ‘That’s strange... she’s blushing... isn’t I supposed to be the one embarrassed? Her eyes are dialated too...’ he thought to himself. He shook from his head though. He looked down at the ground and saw the puddle he had made on top of the grey slushy snow that was already there. “Are you okay?” Nora asked gently as she tried to get her breathing under control. She noticed how turned on she was by what just happened that she had to force herself to calm down.

“Y-yeah... I’m not in pain...” he whispered. He slowly stood up making dripping noises as he did from his soaking wet pants. When Nora saw the damage of his pants, she couldn’t help but squeeze her legs together a little bit to try to relieve herself. ‘He will never accept this secret of mine... he will think I’m disgusting...’ she thought. It made her sad to think that her boyfriend would never feel the same way as she did. She wanted to have sex even though he just wet himself and was embarrassed. It only made her want him even more.

“That’s good... lets get inside so you can get cleaned up.” Nora said gently as she walked with her boyfriend into the building. Luckily, no one saw them sneak to his bedroom. Jayden went to shower while Nora took the advantage of some time alone to take care of her own need.

#omorashi #pants wetting #desperate wetting #desperate #potty training #pee kink #relief #pee #potty pants

27 notes · View notes

loadingluke · 6 years ago

Text

2 months post stage 1 update

I had first stage radial forearm flap phalloplasty with Dr Hans Goossen in Brisbane, Australia on the 1st of February 2019. I’ve decided to split this update into several parts to reflect the different areas of healing etc. if you have any questions or wish to clarify anything let me know.

Here is how I’m healing up now, 2 months post stage 1.

ARM

Healing

Since I’d say about 5 and a half weeks post op, my arm has been healing and changing very rapidly. Every time I see it, it looks completely different. I’d say that now at 2 months 95% of my arm is completely healed. I have 2 small scabs healing on the seam line which would combined be no larger than a 5 cent piece. I also have a larger scab on the corner of my graft that is pretty much hanging on by a thread. I’m just leaving it there for the time being, and I’ll let it fall off when it’s ready. I’ve got a little bit of a blister by the looks of it on the seam line too, but I’m also leaving that be.

At 8 weeks, I stopped bandaging my arm, and only used island dressings on the problematic bits. Before this, I was having my dressings changed biweekly, once at my GP and once at hand therapy. Dressings changed pretty frequently with my arm, but we played around with jellonet, silver dressings, some more absorbent non adhesive dressings and loooooots of gauze. It is definitely nice feeling not being all bandaged up as I was pretty sick of it after 2 months. I’m able to dress my arm myself now too, so I’m changing the island dressings every few days. I still need to keep it covered when I shower until it is all healed, but they predict it really won’t be too much longer.

Mobility

My arm mobility honestly has been a complete non issue. I was lucky in that I never had any loss of sensation or very much swelling. My hand in general has been minimally affected. I was allowed to be majority out of the splint at 6 weeks, and then began some physio on my arm. My hand therapist Nicola was pretty impressed with how my movement was looking, and so I didn’t have to see her at 7 weeks. I was given some exercises to do at home and was sent on my way.

At 6 weeks, my movement was looking like this:

Wrist flexion/extension:

Right (donor arm): 50/40 degrees

Left (for comparison): 75/55 degrees

Ulnar deviaton/Radial deviation:

R: 35/15

L: 35/20

Supination/pronation

R: 75/85

L: 75/90

Grip strength (not super accurate as I was told to go gentle and not push it too much)

R: 5kg

L: 30kg

I was pretty close to matching my left side by 6 weeks, which was a pleasant surprise as I had not done any exercises and my arm was still splinted up up until this point. By 8 weeks, I was completely matching my left dominant arm in all tests besides being 5 degrees off in wrist extension, and my grip strength was still a little weaker at 18kg. Since I am left side dominant and usually your grip strength and mobility is weaker on your non dominant arm, Nicola is pretty happy with my progress and how my movement is looking, and so now the only exercise I’m really needing to practice is to work on grip strength and stretch. I have an appointment next week to see where I’m going and to touch base, but once that is closer to about 25-30, I’ll not need to keep going back which is exciting.

Mobility was a factor I was very concerned about leading up to surgery. As someone who wants to go into the medical field and is considering practicing as a surgeon, my fine motor movement was definitely something I was scared to risk. I am by no means saying that that fear was unfounded, as I know many people who have not been unaffected, but I’m very happy with how I’ve healed up in this department and that it didn’t end up being affected long term. I’m still working on my strength in general, and as I’m still not back at the gym I’m not sure if I’m completely unaffected or if more strenuous situations may leave me limited. I’m just taking it as it comes, doing my exercises and hoping for the best.

Scar care

Now that most of my graft is healed, I am finally allowed to begin actively managing scar care. It’s really nice mentally to have some agency in a process that by in large is completely out of your control, so I’m definitely liking that responsibility if that makes any sense. It was super frustrating watching my arm heal and knowing there’s absolutely nothing I can do to help it along!

I have begun scar massaging, all over the healed bits of the graft. I’m using a vitamin e cream, and just massaging it for about 5 minutes every couple of hours. It’s a bit too early to tell if it’s made much of a difference just yet, besides the graft feeling a smidge softer in some areas.

I have some other lotions and potions that I’m keen to try out, but I want to wait until I’m completely healed up and all the scabs are gone before I do. I’ll let everyone know what I found to work best once I figure it out. Nicola suggested a silicon and sunscreen blend stick to rub on my arm, which has been super easy to apply and use compared to other silicon products I’ve used in the past. It’s a bit too early to say if it’s made much of a difference, and I still have to be careful with where I apply it, but having some SPF built in definitely eases my mind. Although it is autumn now and my arm is always covered, UV is a constant menace and I don’t really want my very sensitive graft skin to get sunburnt. Nicola is also looking to find somewhere to get a custom silicon sleeve fitted, and will update me on that process at my next appointment.

As for compression, I’m doing a bit of both. During the day, I’m using a pretty light sock so I can let the skin breathe a little. It’s been bandaged and under compression for the past 2 months, so I’m happy to let it live a little. I’d say I’m at about 60% compression (mainly overnight and with a tubigrip sleeve) and 40% freedom. For how I’m healing now, that’s what Nicola suggested and is happy with, so I’m not complaining.

Final thoughts Arm wise

Everything is going well, and I’m looking forward to being able to stop dressing it and just going gung ho into scar care. Patience is key though, and now that it’s so close it’s easy to see how much has changed in such little time. The human body is amazing.

I’m seeing Nicola, who is an OT at Melbourne Hand Rehab opposite the Alfred in South Yarra. I honestly can’t recommend them enough. It’s definitely been a learning experience for everyone as they have never treated phallo patients before, but the care and support they’ve given me has been great. They definitely are very patient focused which I’m super grateful for. I don’t get the feeling like they’re trying to squeeze money out of me which is often what I’ve felt at some physios/allied health practices in the past (not ECKO, they were great too). Nicola and Isabelle (another OT at MHR) have both been super helpful, and so willing to explore solutions to help benefit me and my healing.

I was very flustered and stressed coming back to Melbourne as I knew that I was going to be away from Goossen and EKCO, and literally anyone who has experience with phallo, and so I felt very vulnerable. If you’re in Melbourne I totally recommend them, especially now that they’ve got some experience with me and will have established connections to help organise sleeves etc.

My team at the Prahran Market Clinic, especially Dr Doyle and RN Dianne have also been super. Hats off to all of them for supporting me and being so willing to learn and set up a system that before me (to my knowledge) was nonexistent here. Hopefully this will mean it’s easier for those in Melbourne in the future.

PENIS

General healing

At 2 months, I’m pretty sure all of the swelling in this area is completely gone. All my stitches are dissolved and out, and have been for a while. Redness and irritation are all completely gone. The end of my neourethra (which is located left side under the phallus) healed superbly and Goose is super happy with it. I am pretty sure I’m completely healed in this department in general.

I haven’t experienced a change in length, but I’ve had a slight reduction (maybe half a cm?) in girth as the swelling went down. I haven’t had any tightness in the underside scar, but I will start to massage it along with my arm to keep the scar loose to prevent any issues. I have no issues wearing underwear, and I prefer pouch undies from an American company called seperatec. I find they keep me the most supported whilst at the same time not squishing it. When I’m wearing pants I get pretty uncomfortable if they’re tight in the crotch area, and occasionally after a long time it’ll feel kinda sore, but manageable. Over time this has gotten much better, so I’m definitely not feeling super restricted. I was never a super skinny jeans sorta guy anyway so I’m not having too many issues. I defs look more forward to coming home to take my pants off though 😂

The hole

I’ve mentioned previously that I had a little hole that formed on the underside of my phallus at about 3 weeks post op due to some small haematoma/seroma. Well, it’s been a wild ride, but it is FINALLY closed up. Like my arm, this was changing pretty frequently and honestly half the time I had no idea what was happening. It looked like hypergranulated tissue for about a week, then it started swelling quite a bit and there seemed to be a buildup of fluid underneath that eventually just all came out. After, it looked a little like a fistula, and to this day I still have no idea if it was or not as it was hard to tell. After this it healed over again, popped (?) again, and then looked like an open blister. It was really strange and I didn’t really know what to do. Goossen said he was happy to wait and see how it was looking at my post op. I was just changing dressings every day to keep it dry, updating Goossen with its progress, and using saline to clean it every few days. It was taking weeks to look better, then one day last week I looked down and it was gone? Real weird.

The wound is healed, but there is still quite a larger incision due to it stretching, which aesthetically I’m not super happy with. I may look into a revision on that scar line during stage 2 or 3, but it’s not super pressing.

Urethra

The urethra is healing fine. I have begun flushing it every so often, as a bit of gunk builds up over time and that comes out the tip of my penis. It’s not an infection, and is totally normal (just a buildup of dead cells and other debris) but until my urethra is hooked up, I can’t really get rid of it without flushing it. I use a little syringe and just use a little bit of warm water every few days (mainly when I’m leaking quite a bit) and squeeze that in the tip of me penis so that it flushes it out. The water comes out of the constructed end of the urethra. This is all completely seperate from my natal urethra, which hasn’t been altered at all yet. I try to limit flushing as I don’t want to irritate the urethra or anything when I don’t need to. I’ve noticed the leaking increases after wearing tight pants, being hot and sweaty down there and standing for a long time. Usually it doesn’t drip out or anything though, and isn’t a huge deal.

I do have some hair that seems to be in my urethra. Maybe one or two that I just pluck out the end. They aren’t obstructing the urethra, and everything is still nice and clear, so I’m not super stressed about it or anything, nor is Goossen concerned.

Sensation

The exciting one! Definitely wasn’t expecting it, but I started getting a little bit of sensation on the phallus at 7 weeks post op. It is VERY patchy, and it definitely doesn’t feel good yet. It’s only in one very particular spot on the left side of my phallus, near the base. When I touch there, I feel a shock like feeling in my natal genitalia. It’s almost like a referred feeling, so I don’t really feel it directly on my phallus, but I also kind of do a little. It’s a pretty hard feeling to expain, but it felt a little like my nipple sensation after top surgery. Since then, I occasionally feel spontaneous shock like pains randomly in my penis and original junk. I’m starting to feel a little bit of something along the scar on the underside of the penis too. It’s not much, but I’m happy it’s something! I definitely wasn’t expecting anything until I was a lot further down the track. I’m using vibration to try to stimulate the nerves, and I find that I feel the sensation strongly when it is from that compared to just touching. I don’t know how much that will help or anything, but talking to friends and some anecdotal accounts from others have been promising so I might as well try it out.

Hair

I had laser hair removal pre op on my donor arm, and that did work quite well, however I did have quite a bit of hair grow back post op. This was expected as laser is not permanent, and often surgery and increased blood flow can stimulate this to grow back more than normal. It’s pretty frustrating as it does feel like I totally wasted my money, but compared to my left arm it is definitely a lot thinner and more sparse, just not *hairless*. Because of this, I’ve started looking into getting some electrolysis post op as soon as I can before I start getting more sensation. I’ve got my first appointment on Thursday, and will update with how it goes.

If you have the time and funds, I’d suggest starting hair removal as soon as you can. I definitely didn’t start early enough (I was able to have surgery 9 months earlier than I was planning for, if I'd known I would have started at least 6 months earlier than I did) And if I had the time and money I would have tried to get more in, and probably would have opted for electrolysis. Laser does work, but is definitely not as effective as electrolysis and is not permanent. Make sure you’re managing expectations as it can take a long time to see long term results, and can’t be rushed. Not looking forward to whipping my dick out for hours on end, but for me it’s worth it to not have to worry about unwanted hair.

MISC

Other Incisions

My incisions are healing nicely. The ones on the inside of my thighs are still pretty thin, and are healing nicely. The scar on my abdomen is also healing well. I’m keeping a little fixomull on it to help reduce tension and to help keep it thin. I’m happy with how it’s looking. I’m still a little shocked by how thin they all are. Goossen is an artist.

Butt Incisions are also all good. I’m keeping fixomull on them for the time being, and changing that every 1-2 weeks depending on how well it sticks. Like on my abdomen one, it’s just to relieve tension and to help the scar heal nicely. Having the fixomull really isn’t a huge deal, and so I’m gonna continue to do so until I run out of fixomull (which will be a while as I have a very long roll lol). I don’t have any issues sitting, though I don’t like sitting on hard surfaces for an extended period of time as that can still cause some discomfort. Sitting on anything with a little cushion is a non issue at this point which is good. I’ve got full range of motion and I’m able to squat and move as much as like.

Work

I started back at work at 6.5 weeks post op. I work as a pharmacy assistant at chemist warehouse, so it’s a lot of walking around, stock take and customer service. I wanted to give myself at least 6 weeks so I wouldn’t have to rush, but I probably could have gone back earlier. I’m glad I had the time to relax and recover though.

The first few shifts were a little hard to manage, as I kept wanting to lift more and I wasn’t used to standing for that long without sitting down so it was pretty tiring. It got easier over time though, and I feel pretty much back to normal now. I’m still being careful as I don’t want to lift anything too heavy or to injure myself. I’m stealth at work, and I’ve had some customers/coworkers ask about why my arm is covered. I just say I had to have surgery and usually people leave it after that.

Appointment with Goossen

I had my 2 month post op yesterday in Brisbane. It was a little bit of a rushed morning as my flight was changed about 48 hours before the day of my appointment, from leaving at 11am to 1:10pm. My appointment at Greenslopes was booked in for 2:45, with no chance of pushing it back or rescheduling. After almost missing my flight (it had been changed a few times and I just misread the time it I guess, completely my bad) I landed at 2:25, and ubered to the hospital. I ended up arriving at about 3:05, and for once doctors running late worked to my benefit as I ended up arriving just in time!

Goossen has a look at everything and was super thrilled with how I was healing. He was really impressed with how my arm was looking. He said it looks like everything is healing ahead of schedule, and has healed really well. We confirmed my stage 2 date for the 1st of August which is exciting! I’m seeing him again at the end of June as a final pre op just to make sure everything is all good. Exciting times! Only 4 months away 🥳🥳

Anyway, that’s it for now. Again if you have any questions leave them down below 😊

#lukes phalloplasty #phalloplasty #rff #rff phallo #rff phalloplasty #bottom surgery #lower surgery #stage 1 #dr goossen #ftm #trans #trans man #trans guy #transgender

22 notes · View notes