#you know that felt amazing to hit that fucking bed

[everypanelofizuku]

Chapter 95 - End of the Beginning, Beginning of the End

[sylusismybby]

Sylus doesn't realize how big he is until the first time you two have sex. You hiss, your hand gripping onto his bicep tightly as he pushes his cock into you. "Everything alright, sweetie?" His voice held a certain amount of gentleness, he stops moving as he waits for you answer. "Yes...you're just...big..." Sylus lets a small smile come to his lips. "I'll just have to be careful then. Wouldn't want to overwhelm you thus early on, kitten." His hips move forward again, this time he takes his time, making sure you feel all of him. Your gasps and moans are like music to his ears, he can listen to them all day. "Tell me if it's too much and I'll stop." It was too much but you didn't want him to pull out, it felt painfully good.

Once he was fully inside of you, he let's you adjust to his size, moving only a little bit. Your pussy squeezed him a few times making him groan. "You feel amazing. Can I move now?" He leans down feeling the way your legs wrap around his body, he holds onto your thighs as he kisses up to your jaw. "Yes." It's a weak yes, you felt so full, he felt so good. Sylus nods and then starts moving his hips setting a slow pace at first. As soon as he sees that your experience grows to one of full pleasure, he speeds up, his hips moving quicker, harder. The moans that leave your mouth get louder, your hands move from his arms to his back, nails digging into his pale skin. He chuckles, he isnt fucking you fast, he is fucking you well. "There we go. Thats my good kitten." He kisses you on the lips, it's a kiss of raw passion, you feel him everywhere in your body. The room is filled with skin slapping noises as his cock moves in and out of your pussy.

Pulling away from the kiss, he grabs your hands pinning your wrists above your head. "Look at yourself. You're taking me so well." His red eyes are filled with adoration and lust, this is exactly how he wanted you. You look up at the mirror that was above the bed, it's an imagine that you wish you can take a picture of. Sylus is on top of you, his body moving against yours, his back painted by the scratches of your nails, your sweaty bodies illuminated by the dim lights. It didn't him long to realize where you were looking, he bites into your neck before speaking. "Enjoying the view are we? Atta girl." Then he starts to thrust into you faster, his cock pouding you deeper than before. A loud moan of his name echoes through the room, you grab onto the sheets, eyes rolling back. He was hitting all the right spots.

When your velvety walls start to clench around his length, he knows that you're close, so he slows down, wanting to savor every bit of you. Sylus takes one of your breats in his mouth, his tongue eagerly swirling against your nipple. The combined pleasure is making you lose your mind, your back arches. "Syl! Faster please!" You're begging him now, something you swore you'll never do. "Is that so? Well, what my kitten wants, she gets." He takes hold of your legs and puts them on his shoulder.kissing your ankle before his movements speed up. Sylus admires the way your breasts bounce at his every hard thrust, he admires how your body reacts so perfectly to his. "Syl! I'm close!" The desperation in your voice makes his cock twitch, you feel it too. His hand moves down your leg until it reaches your core, he gently rubs his thumb over your clit to get you to cum. It works, tou cum around his cock, your body twisting in pleasure as your orgasm washes over you. He follows, pulling out quickly and painting your stomach white, his eyes are closed for a moment before he looks at you again. Sylus gives you a few moments before he turns the position around si you were on top of him. "We aren't done yet. Afterall..." He looks up, looking at your reflections in the mirror. "...it's time for me to admire the view too, sweetie."

[manmuncher777]

“Soo deep cho-“ Your legs hanging on your boyfriends shoulders as he pummels you. He was absolutely feral, you had been at it for hours now. It was your own fault, teasing him throughout the day with revealing outfits and bratty behaviour. You just loved seeing him so riled up, it was a side of him that had your weak at the knees. Just like this moment.

“Shut up baby, you fucking asked for this.” The man towering over you had no mercy for you, this is what you were begging him for like a slut, so he was going to give it to you. He was towering over you like some kind of god. He had you at the edge of the bed, legs up while he stood there fucking you, hard.

“Don’t start crying now sweetheart, you were the one begging for my cock.” His condescending tone echoed out ever the sounds of your impossibly wet pussy. His whole lower torso covered in your juices. His fingers gliding over your slick folds in tandem with his thrusts. Hot streaks ran their way down your face as your gripped the sheets tightly, your knuckles white. You wished so badly to be bale to grip onto him, but you didn’t dare beg, knowing he would just laugh at your whining. “Listen sweetheart, can you hear how slutty your little cunt is being for me -shit.” he strains a laugh, slipping for a moment when you clench around him “practically s-sucking me back in”

You whimpered pathetically from under him. You couldn’t look away, he looked fucking amazing over you like this. His toned abs glistening in sweat, his biceps flexing as the gripped onto your legs. His face, so dominant and merciless. You were trying hard to concentrate, to stop your incoherent babble, but you were too far gone. Brain mushy and cockdrunk.

“what was it you said earlier sweets?” One of his hands releasing your leg, pressing down on your tummy, right where he was bulging inside you. “You wanted every inch?”

He knew that would fucking get you, he was cruel like that. You sobbed out, you hadn’t felt anything like this before. It was delicious, the pressure ensuring he was hitting that one part inside of you that had you screaming. You squirmed on the bed, hips bucking due to the pleasure. He was chuckling darkly above you, enjoying the state you had gotten into. The pleasure almost too much for you, too good. You tried to shuffle up the bed slightly, so he wouldn’t be hitting it so good, so he would be so fucking deep. It was like you could feel him in your throat.

Your struggles in vain as he drags you back down, slamming on his cock. Pressing harder now on that spot. “Oh no sweetheart, don’t run, just take it.” he smirking at you devilishly now.

“You wanted this after all”

[rosiereveries]

Thinking about John Price at the Christmas party, that was organised at the base for the soldiers and their families. He didn’t want to go but Laswell made him and now he is listening to some boring stories his higher ups are telling him.

You’re there as your brother’s date. He joined the military last year and you didn’t have enough chances to spend time with him since then. You thought he wanted to spend some quality family time with you, but you quickly realised that you’re there just so his friends can hit on you. You really want to go home, but your brother drove you there and your driving abilities are not the best. So now you’re stuck with bunch of young recruits, who are competing to see, who can get you into bed first.

That’s how John finds you. Looking uncomfortably sitting between two soldiers who tell you stories about how it is to be in military. They think that you will be impressed with their stories about fighting, guns and blood. When you see John coming your way you’re amazed. He is the exact type of man you’re into. Older, with broad shoulders and greying beard. His eyes were piercing blue and the faint scars on his face only added to his undeniable allure. There was a raw beauty that only a few men had. He wasn’t just attractive; he was a captivating force, a man who had many experiences, and you couldn’t help but be drawn to him.

When he tells the soldiers to leave, they immediately stand up and they’re gone. He sits next to you, too close but you don’t mind it. He is so close that you can smell his cologne, the smell of him alone makes you so horny. You think that he will ignore you. But then he starts to apologize. He tells you that he didn’t have enough time with the boys to make them good soldiers and gentlemen.

He asks if you’re there with your boyfriend and when you tell him no, he promises that he will not leave your side, so he can be sure that no other soldiers will bother you. You can see the playfulness in his eyes, like he wants to be the only soldier who will bother you tonight. You talk and you start to finally enjoy the party. You learn that he is a captain and he’s been in the military for a long time. You also learn that he is single which is far more important information.

When he asks you if you want a private tour of the base, you agree. He shows you the training rooms, the rooms with guns and then he takes you to his office. When you are finally alone you ask him if he’s going to kiss you now. You don’t have to tell him twice. He is immediately on you. He kisses like a hungry man, passionate and he is the one who takes the charge. He pins you against the door and lifts you so your legs are wrapped around his waist. He grabs you ass, and he slowly starts to grind into you. You can feel him getting harder. Even through his pants you can feel how long and thick he is.

He lays you on his desk, pulling your dress up and your panties down. He picks them up from the floor and he puts them in his pocket saying that he needs a souvenir, so he won’t forget about you when he leaves for a mission.  He unzips his pants and when he takes his dick out you know that you will be sore tomorrow. John is gentle, pushing into you, he knows that he is big, and he doesn’t want to hurt you.

Then he starts to really fuck you. You can hear the desk moving with every thrust he makes, and you feel like he is reorganizing your organs. You never felt so full. He takes good care of you, he plays with your clit, your nipples and you can feel your orgasm approaching. You can feel that he is also close and when he squeezes your neck telling you to come for your captain you come. He thrusts so deep into you and he also cums.

You can feel his hot seed in your womb, and your grateful for your birth control pills. When he pulls out, he fingers the leaking cum back into you. John helps you to pull down your dress and he calls you his good girl who will now walk around the base with his cum leaking out of your pussy. But don’t worry, he will make sure that he will add another load into you before the party is over.

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[eyesonlybutterflies]

Rebound, times two

𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘏𝘦𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘬𝘦

𝓹𝓪𝓲��𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: dom!Heeseung x f!reader x switch!Jake

𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 4.0k

𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: smut, mention of cheating, drinking (but everything is consensual), tension, praise, petnames, big dick Heeseung and Jake, competitive/competition (and reader is all here for it), possesiveness, desperate reader, Heeseung is so daddy (who said that??) oral (m and f receiving), throat fucking, tit sucking, needy!Jake, hickeys, unprotected sex (pls dont), jealous!Jake, pervy!Jake, sweet!gentleman!amazing!Heeseung, threesome (duh), a little rough?, p in v, slight size kink, face painting, creampie, lmk if i missed anything

18+ 𝓜𝓝𝓓𝓘!!!

𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

The night was starting to slow down. You and your friends, Heeseung and Jake, had been drinking and playing on your switch for hours. This morning, when dropping off some stuff at home, you caught your boyfriend in bed with another woman. Heeseung and Jake noticed something was off right away and so made plans at theirs to distract you.

After the many hours of sulking, crying, laughing, and so many more emotions and conversations, there are two empty wine bottles and a soju bottle with enough for only one shot left. The alcohol had really kicked in for all three of you, Heeseung was more competitive, Jake was worse and you felt more in your feelings than before. That's how you are, you're a fun drunk until the clock hits midnight and then you become sentimental. Normally in a cute way, like wanting to kiss and hug your friends.

This was definitely not a cute way. Thinking of the times you and your ex used to play games, talking until 3 am drunk, having boxes of pizza laying around lazily. 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥.

Jake noticed the shift in your demeanor, 'Y/n, are you okay?' You nod, trying to swallow the tears that were forming again. Jake turned off the switch, which caused a few groans coming from Heeseung, but those were quickly silenced when he saw your state. 'What's wrong, Y/n?' Heeseung asks with concern. You shrug, eyes a bit glassy, 'I'm just missing him I guess.'

They look at each other, however you're not able to read their expression. They turn back to you and plant themselves to either side of you. Jake gently lays a hand on your shoulder and Heeseung firmly places his on you knee. 'It's okay Y/n, we understand if you want to cry, we're here for you.' 'Yeah, we're always here for anything. I mean, a three year relationship is a long time. It's okay to have some trouble getting used to the changes.'

Slow squeezes and rubs ensue. You know they mean well, and yet you can't shake the feeling that these touches have a double meaning. You know they have always found you attractive; the first things coming out of their mouth when they joined your friendgroup two years ago were, 'Oh wow.' and 'Jesus Christ.' with wide eyes and mouths hanging open.

Contrary to your ex, you never felt the need to cheat, even after acknowledging their beauty. It was always friendly, so it always stayed friendly. Except there is no romantic partner in the picture anymore...

'Thank you guys, I really appreciate it.' You say, reaching for your wine glass as you're in desperate need to escape the overwhelming feelings. You know you're single, but it feels so soon to already feel like this about other people.

As you're taking a big sip of the last bits of your wine, Heeseung and Jake simultaneously lean forward, almost like they cordinated it. 'Here, take the last shot. Think of it as drinking away the last bits of that asshole.' Heeseung say as he's stroking your hair and Jake pours the last of the soju in a shot glass.

A big sigh escapes your mouth as you lift the glass and take the shot. 'Fuck that asshole,' you comment as a weird sense of relief washes over you. 'That's my girl.' A blush creeps up your cheek as Heeseung's words register in your mind. Butterflies flying in your stomach and your core flexing.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? You assume it's just the alcohol and the weight of the day. You swallow all the thoughts, including the quiet dirty ones, and stand up. 'I'm gonna go, thanks for cheering me up guys, I really appreciate it,' You smile at them, 'I gotta catch some sleep tho before work tomorrow.'

Just when you're standing by the door, ready to open it, you stop. Where are you gonna sleep? You live with your ex and you're not feeling like seeing him, especially not in this state.

Almost as if the two on the couch can read your mind they ask, 'And where are you gonna go?' You stand there for a few seconds. More so trying to sober up than actually think. That's when you immediately sober up when a hand grabs your wrist and turns you around.

Heeseung is standing right in front of you, his expression exposing a certain satisfaction, but you don't know for what. Jake comes closer too, but he's holding the keys to their apartment. Heeseung gently pulls you in so Jake can lock the apartment.

Due to your intoxicated imbalance, you land right on Heeseung's chest. Your free hand settles right on his chest to prevent your head from hitting him. You look up at him, eyes full with surprise and mouth slightly agape. Heeseung smiles, 'Like it, pretty girl?'

In even more shock you look at him. You try to stammer out something, anything, but you just can't. Right after Jake properly locks the door, he moves to stand right behind you. One of his hands comes to rest on your waist and the other tucks your hair behind your ear. 'Calm down, dear, we just want to show you how much better you deserve.'

'Wh-what's going on right now?' You eventuelly get out. 'Oh baby, we couldn't stand seeing you in that relationship.' 'It looked like he never knew how to properly please you. Did he even eat you out once?' A shriek gets past your lips, 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭? 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?

Your bewildered expression brings out a chuckle out of both the boys. 'Y/n, dear, it's so evident he didn't treat you right.' Heeseung states. 'H-how?' 'Trust me, we know how a pleased woman looks.' 'You want to find out for yourself?' Jake whispers in your ear.

Shivers spread throughout your entire body, a part of you feels bad to move on so quickly, but another part of you would fucking love to do it. It's true, your ex wasn't... the best. Never went down on you, focused more on him and only focused on you when your tits were involved. You accepted it all those years since you really did love him and he was perfect in every other aspect.

But the temptation of discovering how far Heeseung and Jake are willing to go, and how far they're willing to go for your pleasure, is growing stronger and stronger.

You nod, and then they smirk.

Heeseung grabs your cheeks softly and comes closer. You shut your eyes really tight and before your lips make contact with his, a small chuckle hits them. Heeseung finds you so adorable; so daring yet so nervous. Once his lips land on yours, you can't seem to let go.

It feels like Heeseung has casted a spell on you and the only thing you can think of are his lips. You don't allow him to stop, or even take a small break to catch his breath. Heeseung clocks what is going on and he can't help but grin. You're so needy.

As your mind is too clouded and the only thing on your mind are Heeseung's lips, you don't even notice Jake softly kissing your neck and pulling your waist closer to his groin. Jake steadily increases the kissing to more hot and wet kisses and slowly starts to grind against your ass, his cock getting more suffocated by the second.

Moans are exchanged from your and Heeseung's mouths, gasping as you finally become aware of what Jake is doing. You latch on to Heeseung's hair for any type of stability. He grunts as he grips your cheeks firmly with one hand, the other going to your wrist trying to release you hand, 'You like it rough, baby?'

Too embarrased, you close your eyes, bite your lip and nod so minute you kind of hope they don't notice. 'Fuck, babe, then you better hold on tight.' Jake murmers from behind.

Jake detaches you from Heeseung's lips and guides you with both hands on your waist to the couch. He spins you around before pushing you. Once you land you finally get to see Jake's face after that whole ordeal.

He looks hungry.

The man in front of you looks like he hasn't eaten in days. Mouth watering, eyes wandering. He licks his lips in a way similar to when you finally get to the delicious desert after a horrible main course. 'God you look so beautiful,' Jake says, unhurriedly closing the distance, almost teasing you. And it's working. Your panties are getting more and more slick and all these praises and petnames are making you go crazy.

Jake is hovering over you now, his face betraying the dilemma in his mind. 'You can touch me.' Eyes shoot up at you and as you two make eye contact, butterflies escape from your belly. He looked good... Like, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. The starvation in his eyes makes you reconsider everything you've established in this friendship.

'Can I?' Jake asks meekly. You nod and not another moment is wasted before a pair of hands land on your waist. They promptly make their way to your boobs, hands massaging them like they're gifts from whichever god above sent them.

His wide eyes and open mouth snaps something lose inside of you. You swing one of your legs over his lower back and pull him in whilst simultaniously tugging at his shirt. You need friction, doesn't matter of what kind.

'Slow down, baby,' he pants, 'it's not your turn yet.' He slides his way down. His hands grab the back of your thighs firmly, showing you who's in charge. Without warning, he pushes your legs up to your chest, making you yelp. He pushes his face into your clothed cunt, licking at the spots that got stained from your wetness.

'Fuck, yes Jake,' you can't help but gasp. His hands are kneading your legs, his tongue sliding past you slick folds and swollen clit and sending vibrations from the back of his throat to your core. Jake's eyes are closed, really concentrating on making you feel good, but your eyes are strictly on him, anticipating every move.

Eyelids slowly rise, revealing a pussy drunk expression. It quickly turns into a wide smile, 'Was that good?' 'Good? You need to fuck her with your mouth 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 a piece of fabric in between, dumbass.' Heeseung sputters from a distance. He's sitting in a chair opposite the couch, manspreading and observing. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰...

Sudden movement makes your head snap back to Jake as he's effortlessly ripping off your pants. Once you're laying completely bare in front of him, he dives back in. His tongue slides between your folds and holds eye contact with you at the same time. A moan slips out and you grip his hair and let your head fall back. Jake leaves little kisses on he border of your hole, but eventually lands on your clit, swollen, red and aching for touch.

Small licks turn into kisses, however when you let out a whimper Jake's demeanor changes and he starts suctioning your clit. Swirling it with his tongue and moving it with his mouth to get your nerves really stimulated. 'Y/n, you taste so good baby,' Jake groans against your heat, 'will you be good to my tongue?' You nod hastily, not wanting anything else but to get tongue fucked by your friend with a beautiful and filthy mouth

Just when you feel Jake's tongue slide in, you feel an extra set of hands settle on your shoulders. You look up, noticeably enjoying the pleasure by the dazed look on your face. Heeseung chuckles, 'You're enjoying this, princess?' Only thing you can do is nod with starry eyes and a loose jaw.

Heeseung looks you deep into your eyes, picturing it in his mind so he can think of this moment in the future. He takes your jaw into his hand and bends down to place a soft kiss on your lips. He just wanted to tease you a bit, but you were desperate. You grab the back of his neck and continue kissing him. You feel his lips curl into a smile as the kiss deepens fast.

A whine falls from your lips as Jake hits the sweet spot inside you with his tongue, sending shivers down your spine and making you lightheaded. In return, Heeseung softly bites your lip to regain your attention which he quickly gets. He pulls away and says, 'You'll focus on me now, darling. His time has ran out.'

The clasp of his belt is briskly undone and his pants slide down in a swift motion. Even though he's still wearing boxers and you're seeing him upside down, you can tell he's big. He strokes your cheek following the look on your face, 'You can handle it, babe. I know you can.' You gulp before preparing yourself for what's to come.

As if in slow-motion, Heeseung takes of his boxers and his hard, thick, throbbing cock hits his stomach. You almost instinctively reach for his dick, and Heeseung doesn't stop you. With one hand still on Jake's hair, you start to slowly rub his tip. You keep your eyes on Heeseung's face. Every twitch, gasp and surpressed moan going straight to your pussy.

Slow strokes and small rubs to the back of his tip makes him wanna give in and just fuck you right now, but he doesn't. He forces himself to enjoy you jerking him off, even when your attention isn't fully on him. The only thing keeping him together are your eyes, your beautiful eyes, looking straight into his. Eyelashes shuttering so prettily without you even forcing them to do that.

Without warning, your strokes become deeper. Heeseung's cock jerks from the sudden pressure and a moan slips out. 'So pretty,' you manage to get out. Heeseung's mind becomes foggy, everything is starting to blur. He knew you had an effect on him, but this big? No, no he didn't know how much power you have over him.

As your pace starts to increase, you reach out to catch his balls in your mouth. The sight is so beautiful, a low groan slips from Heeseung. Your tongue swirls around his balls, getting them completely soaked in your saliva. Your mouth leaves his balls and the immediate cold has Heeseung whining for more.

Not long after, you plant kisses all over his balls. His length now slightly resting on your face as your hand is playing with his tip. 'Shit, baby, let me fuck that pretty mouth please.' Your face beams, you're loving every second of Heeseung's desperation.

However the eye contact is broken as a whimper comes out of your mouth and your eyes shoot to the man in between your legs. His eyes dark as he softly bites your clit again. 'Is it time to fuck your sweet pussy?' Jake questions with his voice so low, it rasps a little. 'Fuck, Jake, put that cock in me,' you give him exactly what he wants.

His poor dick has been grinding against the couch, wishing to be in Heeseung's position for far too long. Your pussy tastes amazing, but the way your hole clenched his tongue as he tongue-fucked you made his self-restrain grow thinner and thinner. His clothes are off in a second and as he's pumping is already leaking penis, he watches you and Heeseung get undressed too.

Once it's time for your bra, both Heeseung and Jake watch you like wolves examining their prey. You're not dumb, you notice them looking at you with such intense, lustful eyes. So you put on a show. Your fingers are slow to unhook your clasp. Once it's unattached, you slip your arms out of the straps, but you hold your breasts as to not expose them prematurely.

'Take them off.' Jake's voice is stern as he's stroking his dick. You smirk before dropping your bra. You hear stubby growls from above and below you. Both boys rubbing themselves, waiting to see what the other is gonna do to you. And then... the moment changes.

Both boys try their best to reach you first, Jake almost climbs over you and Heeseung dips his upper body. They claim their own boob and start making you feel good. Jake is sucking on your nipple whilst moaning into your tit and looking up at you with already fucked-out, puppy eyes. Heeseung is biting your nipple, liking the jolts he sends your body into. Your boobs jiggles everytime Heeseung slightly gnaws at it and it's making the two boys go crazy.

Suddenly, you feel a finger go back down your heat. Jake can't stop touching you, he has to touch you. He starts fingering you again, his long fingers reaching your G-spot, making your back arch beautifully. 'Fuck, oh my god,' your moans come out like symphonies. Heeseung starts to suck so hard on your tits, he's trying to make hickeys, marking you his instead of Jake.

Jake quickly catches onto what Heeseung's doing. You start making different sounds and he's not doing anything differently. Jake can't stand Heeseung's attempt. 'Baby, please let me fuck you,' Jake asks with that innocent expression. You nod your head, needing more than just his fingers.

He pulls back and like lightening positions himself back between your thighs, this time with his leaking cock facing your pussy. Heeseung pulls back quickly too. 'Open up, pretty,' Heeseung lightly taps your cheek. You look back down to Jake and nod. Jake doesn't wait another second to enter you ahead of Heeseung.

It's warm, tight, yet comforting. Jake has to do everything in his power to not cum immediately. He's jerked off to all sorts of scenario's where he's fucking you so many times, but in none of those sessions did he imagine your cunt to be so tight, so good, so addictive.

Right after Jake entered your pussy, you throw your head back and stick out your tongue erotically to invite Heeseung in. All he does is smirk before putting it in. Jake might be the first to feel you, but he's so focused on your insides that he doesn't notice your gorgeous face twisting and scrunching in pleasure. Heeseung gets front row seats to the most beautiful view he could've ever imagined whilst he's getting his dick wet by your lustful tongue.

Heeseung starts of slow. He wants to make sure you can handle two cocks attached to two horny bastards who barely have any self-discipline to not fuck you unruly until the sun comes up. Jake has already lost his control as sweat beads start forming on his forehead. You take it well, face contorted into ecstasy and moans sending soft, low vibrations that Heeseung's dick catches.

Bit by bit, Heeseung increases the tempo. 'Good girl, taking us so well,' Heeseung coos, stroking your cheek that's revealing a slight blush. You grab Heeseung just below the hips and pull him closer. You want more of him. You want all of him. You look up at him with pleading eyes.

'Someone's needy, huh?' Heeseung mocks you, head tilting and a pout slowly appearing. He loves everything that's happening right now. You're getting destroyed by his best friend's cock and you still want more. Your eyes, mouth, hands, everything is begging 𝘩𝘪𝘮 for more. And he gives it to you.

His hands land on your jaw. 'You ready, baby?' He asks in a soft voice while stroking his thumb over your cheek to comfort you. You nod lively. You don't care how hard Heeseung is with you, you need it. You need both of your holes abused by their cocks.

So Heeseung goes at it. His facial expression switched to a more serious, yet horny look. He slams his dick deep into your throat, setting the tone. You take all of him. His penis is so big, you feel him go so deep, you feel the prominent vein on his right side, you feel everything.

Seeing the paradise Heeseung is sends you almost over the edge, and Jake can feel it. You hear Jake curse under his breath as you clench down.

The two of them are fucking you from either end of you, Jake pounding your clenched pussy and Heeseung humping your mouth. The stimulation is almost overwhelming, and you let them know. Your eyes roll back, thighs are shaking and even though your mouth is busy, the muffled noises coming out are as lewd as you can get. Never has sex felt this good.

Jake is going at high speeds, because he has no patience for a slow buildup. His hands on your waist for balance and a steady rhytym. He, however, can't ignore the fact how small you look under him. His cock pulses a little at the thought and the whines start to spill out of his mouth as Jake is slowly starting to lose control. His motions become sloppy and your cunt grows more and more irresistable. He decides to try and disctract himself to make sure he lasts longer.

Wrong decision.

He looks up and sees Heeseung throat fucking you. And you taking 𝘢𝘭𝘭 of it. He can't see your eyes, but he imagines them teary-eyed. Heeseung is a little bigger than Jake, but Jake is confident he can make you feel good like that too.

Next his eyes focus on your boobs. They're bouncing uncontrollably. The sight going directly to Jake's dick. He grabs your tits a little rough, for if he looked at it just a little longer, he'd be sure he would be spurting so much cum, no birth-control could protect you.

The whole scene is so pornographic, Jake can barely keep it together any longer. He speeds up even more in the hopes to get you to climax first, he needs to see you climax first. And it works. The new-found momentum makes your back arch and loud whines escape from your lips. Your head feels light and heavy at the same time, your stomach like it's about to explode and all feeling in your legs disappeared.

Then, something snaps...

Waves of pleasure crashing all over you, your mind escaping into cloud nine, your lower body starts to shake violently, euphoric sensation overwhelms your core, your hands grip Jake's wrist mercilessly, and your mouth completely abandoning it's mission on Heeseung's dick.

Right after, Jake's orgasm came. He continued fucking your even tighter hole, groaning and moaning as he pushed all of his cum deep inside you. He wanted to make sure you could see his marking on you.

Heeseung was the only one yet to cum, but it wouldn't take long. The scene unfolding in front of him alone could almost make him cum. He grabbed your cheeks with one hand, making sure he doesn't lose the wet, spongy mouth he's been pounding into. You happily let him as you see a new animalistic side of Heeseung. He's so determined it's almost making you wet again.

'Mmph, yes, keep your mouth there,' Heeseung grumbles. You suction your mouth a little more and move your tongue along his cock, which is still hitting you in the back of your throat. 'Aah shit, you're gonna make me cum.'

Not even a minute later, Heeseung starts to moan more frequently and you feel his penis twitching. He pulls his dick from your mouth and starts pumping it violently. 'Cum on my face, Hee.'

That's everything Heeseung needed to hear as he releases ropes of cum onto your face, painting it. More moans fill up the room, but it's not just Heeseung. The warmth of his release, the look on his face and the afterglow makes you enjoy it so much, a moan or two slips out.

As all three of you just came, you look at each other. Nothing is said, but smiles are exchanged. 'Do you want us to help you clean up, dear?' Heeseung breaks the silence. 'That'd be nice.,' you say with a sweet smile. The boys gently clean you up as they bombard you with praises and finish the night with cuddles. All three of you already agreeing to do this again.

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! <𝟑

[darnell-la]

What about if Logan made his partner squirt but they have never done that before and are pretty innocent and inexperienced so they are embarrassed initially thinking they peed or something?

summary: Logan comforts the reader in this story, making it known that if anything “nasty” happens, he won’t judge her.

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How do you guys feel about a x men story with reader? Logan being rude Logan at first, then slowly shows small affection towards the reader. Jealousy and things of that sort. They soon hit it off, and after Logan starts acting rude again, because he’s scared of the love he grew for her. It’ll be a long story, but something to read at night. ALL ON WATTPAD! Comment below, please!

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“Ssh, baby, just relax,” Logan whispered in his girlfriend’s ear after he slipped his tip through her entrance. “L-Lo,” y/n cried low at the instant stretch he gave her. Pleasure and pain shocked her whole body.

“It’s okay, baby, I know I’m a bit different than the others,” Logan spoke about his size as he continued pushing into the girl, looking into her glossy eyes as she tried her best to keep in her whine.

“That’s it, bub,” y/n finally took him all. “S-Slow please,” y/n begged, making the man nod. “Of course, baby,” Logan said as he slowly pulled back before pushing back in.

Y/n threw her head back with a cry, trying to take his size, but it was a new deal for her. This was her first time taking Logan, and he was so much bigger than the rest.

“Doin’ good, baby,” Logan assured the girl as her hands wrapped around his neck, trying to keep herself together. He smiled down at y/n, loving her reaction to him making love to her for the first time.

“Oh god,” Y/n said in an alarming tone. “What’s wrong, baby?” Logan asked, still thirsting as he rubbed her cheek. “I-I don’t know,” y/n whined as she clenched around the man, trying to hold in what was trying to come out.

“F-Fuck, baby, don’t do that. Gonna make cum faster than I want to,” Logan said, but she wouldn’t stop. She couldn’t. She didn’t want to stop this wonderful moment, but she swore she was about to pee.

“G-Got go to the bathroom, Logan. G-Get up,” y/n stuttered as she pushed at the man’s shoulders, but he wouldn’t get up. “Hey, hey, that's normal. You’re gonna cum, baby,” Logan said, trying to teach her about her own body as her heartbeat rose.

“P-Please, Logan,” y/n cried low, feeling her legs shake. “Just let it go, baby. Let it go,” Logan leaned over the girl's face as he placed his hands on both of her cheeks, rubbing at her tears.

“Logan,” y/n cried again as her nails dug into his shoulders and her cunt squeezed around him tightly. “That’s it, y/n, that’s it,” Logan repeatedly said as she came, soaking his lower body and bed.

“S-Stop,” y/n cried, not knowing what was coming, but it was too late. Y/n released around Logan with a loud cry as he sped up his thrust, snapping his waist to feel her body jolt.

“Oh, god, baby — So fuckin’ good,” Logan leaned into the girl's neck, feeling his own orgasm around the corner. Y/n has never come this fast. She’s never even squirted before.

Logan usually lasts a long time, but this was the first time he’s had sex with y/n. This was a different lust he was feeling, and he couldn’t hold back how much he wanted to fill her up.

“L-Lo,” y/n’s mouth parted as she continuously squeezed his cock and still leaking around him. “I just know you taste good, baby. I fuckin’ know it,” the man growled, cock pumping into her smoother, now that she’s all soaked and dripping.

“S-Sorry,” y/n said low, embarrassed, and not processing that Logan felt amazing. “Don’t apologize, baby. I know it hurts, just relax and take it. Almost there,” Logan groaned in the girl's chest.

“I’m s-sorry,” y/n cried out again as she moved around the man for the second time. “Augh, that's it. That’s it, baby,” Logan’s hips stuttered as his cock twitched in the young lady.

Y/n talked with Logan before they did this, telling him they should use a condom, but he told her he’d pull out.

Now that he sees how fucked out she is, he could take his chances to fill her up without her fully knowing.

“F-Fuck, baby,” Logan moaned as he bit down on her neck. Logan spilled into his girlfriend, filling her up as she whined beneath him.

In her head, she was scared that the man’s seed ran through her wall, but she was too fucked out to speak and tell him. She slightly didn’t care anymore. The pleasure through her body felt too good.

Logan continued his slow thrusts for a few more seconds before pulling out of her, groaning at the feeling of the last seconds in her walls, and the sight of her leaking all that he gave.

“You did good, baby, don’t cry,” Logan said as he finally looked into y/n’s eyes. “Hey, hey, c’mon, baby. I get you couldn’t take it, but it’s okay,” Logan felt scared that he probably took it too far.

“B-But I peed!” Y/n covered her face and curled in their bed, feeling dirty and nasty. “Baby, you didn’t pee — You came?” Logan said, confused.

“Baby, are you okay? Is something bothering you or on your mind?” He asked as he lay next to yo/n and pulled her into him.

“No, I just- That was embarrassing,” y/n sniffed. “Y/n, have you never quirted before?” Logan asked as he softly lifted her head so she could look at him.

“No,” y/n said low, making the man chuckle. “Baby, that was it,” Logan rubbed her cheek, wiping away her tears. “What? Oh, I- Oh,” y/n said, feeling instant release.

“And even if you did pee on me, I wouldn’t judge. Only means I fuck you good,” y/n whispered in her ear before pecking her cheek.

[nottswitch]

sisters bf!theo would so stick his fingers in your mouth while doing doggy to shut you up bc you tried suggesting that you two should stop hooking up when he’s literally pounding into you

꒰ sister’s bf!theo shuts you up when you suggest ending your situationship ꒱

cw: 18+ mdni, cheating, p in v, fingers in the mouth, slight gagging, spanking, mentions of blood, degradation, cursing

a/n: haven’t written in more than two weeks, so forgive me is this is a little rusty, but !!! i missed sister’s bf!theo so much, and my hands have been itching to write some more for the bastard

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it always came in waves, like a tsunami that the coast guard failed to warn about – the scalding hot shame, the guilt you felt whenever you sister’s boyfriend’s cock stretched you out in ways you’d never have imagined if it wasn’t for him. it was wild, the things theo did to your body, making it crave him more and more after every stolen encounter in your room, when your sister wasn’t around – or even if she was, to be honest; in her room, busy with her college homework, or in the shower, unaware of what was happening on the other side of the wall.

but tonight, you were in luck – she went out on a girl’s night with her friends, and theo wasted no time. the second he texted her an ‘i love you, baby, take care’, he was out of the door, in his car, and then, ten minutes later – in your bed. you were on your hands and knees before you knew it, but your face wasn’t pushed into the pillows this time – no, when your sister wasn’t around, theo wanted to hear you. he needed to know how fucked out you were, how good he was making you feel. at the back of your mind, you were aware it wasn’t really about your pleasure, it was much more about stroking his ego, but… you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not when his cock was sliding in and out, making you drip all over your thighs and the sheets, making you–

fuck. why did theo have to leave his phone on the bed, right next to you? did he do that on purpose? you wouldn’t even put it past him. the screen lit up with a notification. a text from your sister, a ‘love you too’, and there it was again – the guilt, the shame, everything all at once, crushing down. theo didn’t even look – he was too busy watching your ass bounce with each of his thrusts, and the screen dimmed in a few moments, untouched and ignored.

"we–" no, you couldn’t string a coherent sentence together, you felt too fucking amazing to think. theo barely heard a word somewhere between your shameless moans, but didn’t pay attention. his hand came down on your asscheek with a sharp slap as he was enjoying the freedom of being as noisy as he wanted. plus, the spanking always made a good job of shutting you up, and he didn’t want you to talk right now – he only wanted the moans and the whimpers.

but for some reason, you just couldn’t let it go. maybe it was because for the first time, you saw the evidence of your sister’s love for theo while he was balls deep inside of you. maybe you’ve just been suppressing it for too long. but when theo’s cock hit your cervix and a jolt of pained pleasure shot through your body, you managed to breathe out: “weshouldn’tbedoingthis.”

“what?”

theo had absolutely no idea what you had just said, because your pussy clenched around him at the same exact moment, squeezing his cock to the point he nearly came on the spot. but he managed to hold off, his hand digging into your ass to steady himself. "the fuck you just said, piccola? why are you even talking?” he muttered in-between breathless pants, his hips snapping to your body with increased speed.

"we shouldn’t–” god, it was hard, talking while you were being railed mindless by a man whose purpose was to stop you from talking. "we shouldn’t be doing… this…” somehow, the words finally came out, followed by another string of lewd, loud sounds from your mouth.

you could hear theo sigh behind you. or maybe it was just a gasp of pleasure, because his thrusts became sloppier, signalling his approaching orgasm. however, just a split second later, your mouth was filled; theo’s fingers were plunged almost to your throat, making you gag – why the hell were they so long, anyway?

"dumb, dumb, dumb.” each word was punctuated by a rough thrust and a slap on your ass. you were tempted to bite his fingers off, but only managed to scrape the skin a little bit. it seemed to turn theo on even more. "can’t believe i hit the dumbest duo in the world. one has no idea i’m fucking her sister right under her nose, and the other thinks i care.”

even his cock rearranging your guts couldn’t stop you from finally sinking your teeth into his index and middle fingers in silent retaliation. theo hissed, but didn’t pull out, even when a metallic tang of blood hit your tongue. you felt a strange sense of satisfaction, knowing you ripped through his skin – at least this way, you managed to get under it.

"you’re just asking for it, aren’t you, piccola?” theo muttered in frustration, realizing he’d have to teach you a lesson and therefore, hold back on finishing. "you’re gonna get it. you’re gonna fucking get it.”

in one fluid motion of his, you were manhandled onto your back, and your legs were flipped over his shoulders. he was clearly enraged, and the previous shame and guilt squeezing your chest were quickly replaced by a sick kind of excitement. you did it.

"let’s fucking pray she doesn’t come back early.”

au. more.

[cevansbicep]

and now my bedsheets smell like you

featuring :: stepdad!chris x stepson!m!reader

request :: “Step-dad Chris Evans x step son male reader where Chris found out his step son has a musk/armpit/bicep kink so Chris shows what a real man smells to his step son?!? Or if you feel uncomfy writing the step part you can just do dad bsf Chris Evans x male reader! His just so fine and those ARMS 🤤”

warnings :: age gap, armpit kink, bicep kink, smut, masturbation

your mom had left for her night shift a couple hours ago, leaving home alone until just now.

your stepdad, chris, had walked through the door, in a white t shirt that clinged to his physique and some sweatpants. he had just come home from the gym.

“hey, kid” he said, turning around to lock the door.

“hi chris” you reply, stopping to say hello to him before heading upstairs.

it wasn’t long before you got a sniff of chris after standing by him for a short “hello”.

“im going to go shower, im so sweaty.” he said

you were too caught up staring and his freshly pumped arms to focus on what he actually said.

“y/n.”

“oh, sorry, yeah..” you pretended to have known what he said hoping he didn’t ask you a question.

“you think i smell?” he replied, with a smirk on his face

“what? no ! not at all”

“so.. you like the smell of my sweat?”

your face began to flush. “well.. i mean.. ive definitely smelt worse.”

“okay..” he said, tilting his head in confusing but smiled and went to walk up the stairs.

“wait.” you said, you don’t know what came over you but you just had to tell him. “i actually really like your smell.”

“oh, really?” chris teased, walking back down the stairs before getting 2 inches away from you.

chris takes off his shirt and lifts up his arms, revealing his hairy, sweaty armpits. “you want a sniff” he asked, with a tone that told you he wasn’t really asking.

you lean in and sniff his armpits, and chris grabs the back of your head and pushes you in. your nose touching the skin of his armpit

“fuck that feels good” he moans out. “now lick up that sweat like a good step son.”

you did as he told you, his strong pungent smell clinging to your tounge with a touch of sweetness from the deodorant that he sweat out.

mid-lick, chris moves your head up to his bicep. “you just love worshiping this body, i know it”

you nod as you continue worshiping him, chris occasionally tilting your head to kiss you before moving you back to his armpit.

“thats what a real man smells like, remember that, okay?” he tells you “now let me smell you.”

he takes your shirt off and lifts your arm up before licking and sniffing your armpit.

“fuuckk” you whine, his tongue felt so good against your skin

chris worked his tongue down your stomach, before coming at a halt when he got to your pants. he pause before unbuckling them and pulling them down with your underwear, exposing your bare dick.

“woah” chris teases “didnt know you were hiding this.” he stands back up, pulls his pants and underwear down before pushing you to your knees, pulling down on your chin to open your mouth, and sticking his dick inside your mouth.

“all this sniffing really turned tbe both of us on, huh?” he says, dragging your hair back and forth as you bob up and down on his dick.

“fuck y/n im gunna cum” he whimpers, grabbing you from under your arms and standing you back up and dragging you up the stairs into your room.

he pushed you down onto the bed, and lay beside you stroking both of your cocks.

“fuck chris.. im close” you moan out, grabbing his stomach tightly.

“me too.. cum with me okay? im on edge.” he moans out “fuuckk im cumming” he says letting go of your dick as you begin to jerk it off yourself.

you both buck your hips up, squirting ropes of pearly cum over your stomachs, chris’ load was so big it even hit the headrest of your bed.

“god that felt amazing” you say.

“if that’s how you act when i come home from the gym i think i should go more often” he chuckles.

the pair of you lay on your bed for a few minutes in your mess, processing what just happened. your room now full of the smell of chris’ sweat.

“smell that?” chris asks. “like i said, the smell of a real man.”

a/n - im so sorry if i went off topic im literally about to go to bed im so tired LOL but i hope you like it !!

[whore4mattsturniolo]

Fuck my Baby Mama ♡︎ Matt Sturniolo

requested and inspired by the amazing @muwapsturniolo and her FIRE babydaddy!matt fic

Fuck my baby mama was the caption of the photo. The slutty little photo he posted on his close friends story, his arm behind his head, making his white shirt rise up just above his v-line, his plaid boxers barely peeking out over his sweats. He desperately needed a haircut with the way his shaggy brown locs hung over his eyes. His stubble was growing in thick, sending in memories of how scratchy it felt when you’d wake up to his morning kisses. He looked good and he knew it.

Chief Keef’s voice repeated “fuck my baby mama” over and over again, the lyrics making you clench your jaw as you stared at the picture for longer than you’d care to admit.

Fuck his baby mama? The same baby mama that he begged on his hands and knees to take him back? The one who took his kid to all her doctor appointments, picked her up from school every day, bought her whatever she needed when Matt could barely even drop off a box of pull-ups? But it’s fuck his baby mama, right? He could post mirror selfies, him and his brothers in that same gas station every week, and whatever influencer parties he went to. He could always blow up your phone with lewd pictures, begging for you to take care of him like you used to, sending needy audio messages of him moaning your name. But when it was time to talk about that backed child support? It was missed calls, messages left on read, and snaps left on open while his score went up every 20 seconds.

You chewed on your bottom lip, before sending the two words that would get him to your apartment in seconds.

Come over.

It was a miracle he didn’t get a speeding ticket on his way to your place, with it being mere minutes between him reading your message and showing up at your doorstep, dressed in the same white shirt and gray sweats he had in his Instagram story. Matt’s growing bulge pressed against your thigh as the two of you shared a sloppy kiss on your bed, the violet light of the LEDs highlighting his almost porcelain features.

Shifting around, you straddle him, pressing your clothed clit right against his cock, the beads of precum leaking from his tip seeping through his pants. Gently rocking your hips back and forth over the tent, a soft moan left Matt’s lips, his hands moving to grab your ass. He guides your movements, desperate for any friction to ease the throbbing.

“Fuckk...” Matt groans, throwing his head back, giving your perfect access to mark up his neck, leaving a trail of reddish-purple marks down. “Please, ma...just touch me…” He shudders as your lick a stripe from the column of his neck to the back of his ear. He desperately tugs at the waistband of his sweats, but you swat his hand away, continuing your achingly slow movements.

“Quit being ungrateful. You’re lucky I even let you touch me after what you pulled tonight,” you bite back, your hips moving faster against his achy cock. You bite your lip to suppress your own whimpers, his bulge pressing against your clit deliciously. Matt lets out another whine, furrowing his brows as he looks up at you with wide eyes. The eyes he uses whenever he’s not getting his way.

Normally, you’d let him slide, let him get away with whatever he wanted. But not tonight. He had gotten way too comfortable.

“W-What d'you mean?” Matt questions, his hands moving back to your hips. His plump lips form into a pout as he continues playing dumb, knowing how much you hated it. “Didn’t do anything一”

“No? You didn’t do anything?” You push him back into the mattress, his head hitting the wall behind him with a thud as he winces. “You dont remember posting that slutty little picture for me and all your little friends to see?” You coo with faux sympathy. Matt lets out a noise halfway between a scoff and a moan at your words. He shakes his head, bucking his hips up, blinded by his growing need.

“Wasn’t for anybody…Just f’you…Promise一” His words are cut off by a whine as you halt all your movements, feeling his cock twitch under you. “Just wanted you. I missed y’so much,” Matt tries to sweet talk you. He was feeling you out, trying to read the expression on your face. Biting your lip, you pull down his sweatpants, his cock springing out and slapping against his stomach.

His tip was bright red, precum leaking out and down his shaft. “Gosh…What am I going to do with you?” You cock your head, your voice dripping with a condescending tone. You wrap your hands around his throbbing member, earning another louder moan from Matt.

“N-nothing?” He breathes out, a slight smile tugging at his lips. “Let me off with a warning?” You ignore his pleas, toying with his reddened tip, spreading his precum over the swollen head and staring in awe. Matt shivers, his body twitching at your touch.

You laugh, spreading the sticky fluid up and down his shaft. Another shudder leaves Matt's lips as you drag your hand up and down his dick. "I don't think so," you coo, before aligning yourself just above his length, rubbing him over your already leaking folds.

Matt's hands clench at his sides, veins popping out of his arms. He wants to grab your hips and slam you down onto his cock, but he knows you wouldn't allow that. He only lets out a huff, rolling his eyes while you continue teasing him. "S'just a picture, ma...don't see why you're so upset about it..." He mutters, his cocky tone never diminishing.

After what seemed like hours, you finally sink down onto him, your tight walls clenching around his dick, sucking him in and earning a moan from both of you. He's so thick, each bump and vein sending ripples of pleasure throughout your body. His tip barely grazes against your cervix as you rest on his lap. He squeezes his eyes shut, gripping the blanket so tight his knuckles start to turn white. "Oh一Fu一uck…" He stutters out as you roll your hips slowly. "Just like that…" Matt groans. “Don't stop…”

He bucks his hips up into yours, his hands instinctively reaching for your hips, trying to maintain the sliver of control he thought he had. You rip his hands away from you, holding them on either side of his head and leaning forward, your tits dangling in his face as your bounces grow harder and faster

“No, no— Stop it…Let go” Matt whines, his big blue eyes peering into yours as his plump lips form a pout. “Wanna touch you…please mama,” he squirms against the harsh grip on his wrists. His mind starts to go fuzzy at the feeling of your warm walls around him.

"S'fuck me right?" You say sternly, holding back your own moans as you watch him struggle with every movement. Working your hips against him, you feel his cock twitching inside you already. "Fuck your baby mama? Huh?

Matt lets out another needy moan, shaking his head furiously. "N-No! Didn't mean it, mama...Was jus' a song," he continues his babbles. The knot in his tummy only grows with each passing second.

He bucks his hips up into yours again, desperate for his own release. His hair is messily sprawled against the pillow under him as he pants hard. "M'sorry, mama一M'sorry一 Please just lemme一A一Ah!" His words are cut off by a smack against his cheek. His face starts to grow red as he looks up at you with wide eyes, his cock twitching inside you.

"Greedy boy," you tut, resting your hands on his trembling thighs behind you, rolling your hips at a different, achingly slow rhythm. "Already gonna cum before mama? S'not very polite."

Matt shakes his head frantically, still straining against your tight grip. His chest rises and falls in hard pants as his back arches high off the bed. “Ngh一Jus’ feels so good…Wan’ cum so bad一Please?

“Think you deserve it, baby? When you’ve been acting like a needy little slut? Hm?”

He tries to respond, but all that leaves his mouth are cut off moans, blinded by the pleasure coursing through his body. He’s trying to hold back, but the feeling of your warm, velvety walls clenching around his cock makes it so incredibly difficult. Tears brim at his waterline, glossing his blue eyes and adding a deeper flush to his cheeks.

His hands remain on either side of his head, gripping the sheets tight. Another slap lands on his cheek, causing him to yelp. His face grows hot, a red mark where he was hit. “Answer me.”

“N一No一” Matt manages to choke out, his body trembling under you. “I don’t deserve it…” His soft lips form a pout, salty tears threatening to fall down his cheeks, despite his attempts to blink them away. “But...I said I was sorry…I swear I am..."

Your expression softens, watching his pathetic appearance. His rosy cheeks, his tousled hair, his pouty lips. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, sticking the brown strands to his face. The veins in his arms were bulging out from the force of his grip, using all his restraint to hold back for you, his body trembling in desperation.

Matt continued his pleading, his soft voice like music to your ears as you continued riding him, your pace starting to quicken yet again. The coil in your stomach grows tight, feeling each ridge and vein of his cock slide in and out of your sopping pussy. You let out a shuddering moan, “Make me cum baby,” you say. “Make mama feel good and I’ll let you cum okay?”

Matt nods at your words, his hands reaching for your hips yet again as he fuck you hard, the sound of skin slapping echoing throughout your bedroom. You both groan in sync at his rough thrusts, his fingers leaving deep indents in your skin. He urgently bucks his hips up, desperate to make you finish. No matter how close he was, he was still focused on helping you reach your high.

“M’so close…c’mon baby, keep going,” you whisper in his ear, nibbling at his earlobe. Matt can barely respond, only managing soft babbles and moans. The low feeling building in the pit of your stomach grows stronger as his cock rams deep inside you over and over, sending stars across your vision. "Doing so good for me..."

“Can一Can’t hold it一” Matt whines, his hips stuttering. “Please—F一Fuck!” He almost sobs.

His needy cries of desperation send you over the edge, your vision going white as your orgasm washes over you, sending you flat on his chest while you ride out your high. The velvety walls of your cunt throb around his dick, coaxing his own release out of him.

“Feels一so good! M'gonna—” He’s cut off by his own orgasm, his movements faltering as he buries himself deep inside you, his tip gently brushing against your cervix. Ribbons of hot, thick cum paint the inside of your pussy as he shudders, his back arching high off the bed. "Cum—M'cum—cumming—

His hips thrust on their own, milking every drop of his seed out of him as his eyes flutter shut, his face buried in your shoulder.

After minutes that felt like hours, the two of you come down from your respective highs, both of you panting hard. Matt looks at you with low, half-lidded eyes, a loopy grin slowly spreading across his face as he brushes your hair out of your face.

“S’not fuck my baby mama…Promise…" he whispers, his voice low and heavy with lust. "I love my baby mama.”

You laugh softly, rolling your eyes. You feel his cum dripping out of you and onto the sheets below, the sensation sending a shiver down your back. “I know you do, baby. Just had to make sure.”

[misctf]

Valentine's Day Gift

“Are you for real?” Amanda placed her hands on her hips, “We’ve been together for how long? And this is what you get me for Valentine’s Day?”

“C’mon Amanda, don’t be that way.” Jared smiled, “Seriously, I really think...”

“I really think you weren’t thinking.” She pushed passed Jared and grabbed her coat, “I can’t believe you.” She marched towards the door, “I told you how I felt about that.”

“Wait, Amanda, please...” Jared reached out to her, but the door was already slammed in his face, “Amanda!” He called after her, but she was already far gone.

Jared slowly shut the door to this apartment and sighed.

“God damn it.”

He walked back to his room, his thoughts racing. A part of him felt terrible- he seriously thought Amanda would come around to his gift. But at he looked down at the box on his bed, the realization hit him just how stupid he was. The “Pleasure Suit” was still in its packaging. Jared had spent weeks researching and saving up for this special Valentine's Day gift, convinced it would take his relationship with Amanda to new heights of ecstasy.

This kind of suit was becoming increasingly popular- a form-fitting bodysuit embedded with advanced neuro-stimulators and pheromone dispensers. Apparently, when worn, it would heighten every touch and sensation tenfold, turning the wearer into a living, breathing sex toy perpetually primed for pleasure. The manufacturer claimed it could make even the most vanilla lovemaking feel like an earth-shattering, mind-blowing experience. Jared had seen demonstrations on some of the more hardcore porn sites he frequented.

“I really thought she’d jump at the chance to spice things up a bit.” He thought, sitting down on his bed, “But I guess this is a bit much.” He couldn’t help but imagine her all wrapped up in the tight, black latex- her body trembling with pleasure, “The videos made it look so hot.” He muttered, feeling his dick chub up a bit. He let out a dry chuckle, “Oh come on, it’s just some black latex.” He mumbles.

He pulled the Pleasure Suit out of the box, running his hands along it. He didn’t know how the suit enhanced pleasure- for all intents and purposes, it was just a garment. Yet, as Jared's fingers caressed the sleek, glossy surface of the Pleasure Suit, he shivers slightly, a pulse of excitement running through his body. The material felt cool and smooth against his skin, almost electric.

“So good...” He mumbles, “It feels amazing...”

Jared thoughts slow- his mind focusing solely on the suit. Almost in a trance, Jared brings the suit up to his face, inhaling deeply. There's something intoxicating about the faint scent that fills his nostrils. His cock twitches.

“Maybe... maybe I should wear it...” The idea resonates within his brain, blocking out any rational thought. His breath quickens as he holds the gleaming black suit up to his body, imagining how it would cling to every curve and contour, “Just to see how it feels...” he mumbles, almost drunk on the concept.

Almost mechanically, he removes his clothes and casts them aside. With a deep breath, Jared slowly slides one leg into the waiting sleeve of the suit, gasping as the smooth, cool material engulfs his skin. He steps into the other side and shivers as the latex wraps around him, now seeming to move almost of its own accord. 

“Ohhh fuck...” The sensations intensify as the suit encases his thighs, tiny nodes along the inner lining beginning to pulse gently, “Fuck...” He releases the suit, yet it continues wrap around him, no longer needing his assistance.  

Jared grunts, biting his lip- his cock now at full mast and pulsing with need for release. The suit slides higher, immediately enveloped his member in snug, vibrating heat.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” He cries out as the suit's hidden mechanisms go to work, caressing his shaft with expert precision while teasing his swollen balls.

And before he can even register it, the suit invades his tight hole. Jared's eyes roll back in bliss as the tendril breaches his entrance, sliding deep inside with slick ease. It coils and undulates within him, seeking out his most sensitive spots. When it finds his prostate, it begins to massage the gland with focused intensity, sending shockwaves of ecstasy radiating through his core.

“OH GOD OH FUCK YESSS!!!” Jared wails, his hips bucking erratically as the dual assault on his cock and prostate pushes him rapidly towards the edge.

But the suit keeps him on the edge, using pleasure to keep Jared’s mind unfocused and distracted. Lost in a haze of overwhelming pleasure, Jared barely registers the rest of the suit slithering up his torso and arms.

“Mmmnngghh... s'g-god... c-can't... t-too much...” he slurs drunkenly between gasps and moans.

He feels it conforming perfectly to every muscle and contour. The latex hugs his biceps, highlighting their definition, and ripples across his abs and pecs like a second skin. Every movement sending pleasure coursing along his skin and directly to his cock. His thoughts grow hazier by the second, consumed by the relentless pleasure.

“S-so f-fucking g-good... n-never wanna t-take it off... w-wanna stay like th-this f-forever...”

As the latex creeps up Jared's neck, he tilts his head back with a shuddering moan. His breathing grows ragged as it engulfs his jawline and cheeks, the world narrowing as it begins to conform to his face and over his eyes. In a moment of clarity amidst the haze of lust, Jared realizes with dawning horror what's about to happen. But before he can react, the latex covers his head, plunging him into absolute darkness. He opens his mouth to cry out, only for the suit to force itself past his lips, invading his throat and forming a perfect, lewd O shape.

“MMMPPHHH! GLLKK GLLKK!” Jared gags and chokes around the intrusion stretching his esophagus.

Jared's panic subsides as the suit works to remove his gag reflex, allowing the intruding latex to slide further and effortlessly down his throat without discomfort. And as Jared is swallowed up more in the bliss of the Pleasure Suit, he can make out words flashing before his eyes.

.......Dual User Settings: ACTIVE.......User 1: Jared Lansing.......User 2: PENDING.......User Preferences: PENDING..........User Sync: 0% .......Directives: AWAITING USER 2..........

But Jared couldn't process what any of this means. His mind shattering further as wave after wave of pleasure from the suit occupies his every thought. And he falls back onto his bed, completely overwhelmed...

Hours later, the sound of fumbling keys and slurred cursing announces Kent's drunken return to their shared apartment. He grunts as he shuffles through the apartment.

“Yo Jared, broooo....” He slurs, “How’d you’re night go, buddy. Buddy?” Stumbling into Jared's room, he pauses, blinking blearily at the sight before him, “Well, well, looks like my boy Jared finally splurged on a new fucktoy."

Kent chuckles, kicking off his shoes haphazardly. “Ah probably that gift he was mentioning or something...”

He lurches closer to the bed, peering at the doll, “Damn thing looks real fancy though. Look at that cock.” Kent reaches out to grope the firm, muscular chest on display, his hands then wandering to its cock, “What’s the smell...” Kent’s eyes are half-lidded as the smell of rubber fills his nostrils- his thoughts slowing even more.

He leans in closer, taking in a deep whiff of the rubber. He holds back a moan, and in the corner of his eye notices the inviting 'O' shape mouth. A wicked grin spreads across his face and in his drunken state, a brilliant idea forms.

“Well, well, looks like this toy is just begging to be used,” he slurs, fumbling with his belt. With clumsy movements, he frees his hardening cock, giving it a few strokes, “Don't mind if I do, right buddy?” Kent straddles the toy’s head, positioning himself above that tempting opening, “Hope you don't mind sharing your new toy, roomie.” With a grunt, he starts to push his thick cock past Jared's stretched lips, groaning as the slick latex engulfs him.

Kent groans and thrusts faster, using Jared's mouth like a cheap fleshlight. Jared’s mind now registering the thick cock invading his mouth... its taste... its smell... But any horror is suppressed as his mind is bombarded by even greater sensations of pure pleasure. The suit rewarding him for his use. Drool leaks out around Kent’s cock as he chases his release. With a loud groan, he hilts himself deep and starts to cum directly down Jared's throat.

“Fuuuuck yesss, swallow it all you rubber slut!” 

Kent moans, pumping load after load into the latex sheathing Jared's gullet. At the exact moment of climax, Jared's vision flashes again:

User 2 Identified: Kent Fields........User Preferences: UPLOADING........ User Sync: 10%.........Directives: PENDING UPLOAD

Somewhere in the depths of his pleasure-addled mind, Jared registers a new presence, a foreign consciousness briefly merging with his own as Kent's essence is pumped directly into him. The sensations intensify tenfold and in that moment, panic fills him. And then everything goes black...

[cherryredstars]

omg hold on i love you so much i hope you are well. so i was sleeping peacefully in my bed today and suddenly this came to mind and i found myself on the floor.

it doesn't necessarily have to be sub Miguel, but i NEED NEED NEED a reader who has a sex stamina higher than burj khalifa. so miguel gets frustrated and overstimulated by the time its over, whining and trying to push her off of his lap type of shit because its his 4th or 5th orgasm. BUT HE WON'T, YKNOW WHY? BECAUSE HE IS HORRNY. BECAUSE ITS SEX AND IT IS GOOD SEX LIKE GAD DAYMMM

thank you

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Penetrative Sex, Overstimulation, Creampie, A Second of Fingering

Summary: Who is he to deny good sex?

Word Count: 725 (Not Edited)

He doesn’t know how much more he can take. 

He’s surprised that he can even cum still. You’ve been at this for hours, greedily milking his cock and mewling at him. It’s fucking amazing. It’s like some shit his teenage mind would jerk off too. Some bizarre porn video concept. Except, this is real and he’s more of a mess than he thought he would be. 

He started out on top, fucking your desperate pussy until tears flowed from your eyes. He has the scratch marks on his back to prove it, raised and red. But after his second orgasm and your fourth, you still wanted more. But he was so tired, deeply satisfied as cock almost went numb from pleasure. But you looked so sad, giving him that cute little pout that he can never say no to. So, to summarize, his own weakness is to blame for his current situation. 

You’re desperately bouncing on his cock, no signs of slowing down. He’s flat on his back, moaning and groaning as he tries to get a steady grip on your hips. His cock is on fire, overstimulated and tired. It’s creamy with your combined cum, making loud squelches everytime you impale yourself on his dick. You won’t shut up, mouth dropped open as you scream and moan. Miguel is approaching his fifth orgasm, and he doesn’t know if there will be much cum left in him to fill you up with. 

“Fuck, fuck, mi querida, let up. Gonna actually milk me dry if you don’t fucking stop.” Miguel whines, his hand moving to press on your stomach in a weak effort to push you off.

You shake your head and whimper, holding his hand there with both of your own. You use your hold as leverage, still moving up and down on him. Miguel moans out when he can feel where he makes your skin bulge, his orgasm rushing down his spine. You’re whimpering out ‘please’ over and over again, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you finish. He feels the way your walls flutter and squeeze around him, earning a dying groan from him as it triggers his own release. 

His hips buck up weakly, spurting the very last drops of his cum into you. Both of you are panting, Miguel’s cock begging to be freed from your vice grip. You rotate your hips, softly mewling when his cock skims over your g-spot. Miguel protests as you work his cock, trying to hold your hips still to stop you. 

You lean down and kiss him, that hungry look still in your eyes, “So, so good, Miggy. That felt real good.”

Miguel can only hum in agreement weakly, his head thrown back against the sheets as he tries to regain himself. He gasps as you get up, slowly removing yourself off his cock with a soft pop. Miguel’s cock is semi-hard when he hits his stomach, still coated with cum. He can feel it softening further, his cock throbbing from overuse. 

Suddenly, you gasp loudly. It echoes off the walls, a sharp and unexpected noise. Miguel’s head shoots up to see if you’re hurt. 

Miguel groans when he sees and feels what had you gasping. You’re still hovering over him, knees on either side of his hips. Cum fucking flows out of you, finally being able to escape your flooded hole. It’s white and thick, running down your thighs and forming a puddle under you. It splatters on Miguel’s skin, and his cock jumps and hardens at the sight. Miguel lets out a tired sigh, grabbing your hips and stuffing a finger into you. You cry out, face blissed out as he fucks the cum back into you. 

“Fucking minx, you’re insatiable.” He grumbles, pulling his finger out and wiping it on the skin of your thigh. 

You whimper, quickly turning it into a scream as he seats you back onto his raw cock. His cock stings, fighting in protest. His body is tired and he’s sure he only has dry orgasms left in him. But he doesn’t seem to care, especially when you instantly start riding him again. It feels good, so good. Real good. He falls back into his weakness again, whining and cursing. 

He’s just a man after all, and what good man passes up on pornstar-level sex?

[littlelovelunette]

Drenched Sheets

Contains masterbation, fingering, strap

Legs spread out and sheets drenched you laid there, sweat covered chest heaving up and down frantically as your fingers pumped in and out of your hole making wet squelching sounds fill the air.

“V-Vi, please,” you moaned to yourself as you fingered your own cunt.

The wetness dripped down, drenching the sheets further than they already were. Your fingers slipped out of your slit and rubbed your own clit making your hips buckle.

“Vi, please, I need your strap, badly,” you cried out as your fingers dug deep in your hole again, going knuckles deep making your own legs tremble.

“Vi, please…” you pleaded although your girlfriend wasn't in the room with you.

Hell, she didn't even know you were being such a messed up slut for you on her bed.

But you couldn't bring yourself to an orgasm without her, you just couldn't. You never have before and this time wasn't gonna be any different and you knew it.

You let out a small sigh, rubbing your pussy up and down in a gentle motion before delving your fingers back inside your pussy again.

“A-Ah… S-s-so good, please, Vi, daddy, p-please!” Your voice rang out through the house so loud you couldn't even hear the door open and close as Vi got back home.

You continued fingering yourself, eyes shut tightly as Vi watched you from the doorway with a sly smirk playing on her scarred lips.

Vi slowly walked up to your trembling frame on the bed, pulling your hand back and landing a light slap on your cunt.

In shock, you opened your eyes and whipped your head around. Vi smirked, “Enjoying ourselves aren't we princess? Go on, keep touching yourself.”

You whined a little but obliged, fingers slowly sinking back into your wetness making you gasp and whine loudly. “V-Vi, please, please, fuck me with the strap.”

Vi crossed her arms over her chest, watching you finger yourself, “Keep begging.”

You whimpered loudly and moaned when you curled your fingers and rubbed against the little textured place in your own cunt.

“T-Too good but I need you, Vi, please. You know I can't cum without you.”

“At least try for me.” Vi said and slowly started stripping, leaving herself in a tank top and shorts.

She leaned down and picked out the strap, a red strap which was thick and had ridges.

Staring at it made you drool, “Keep those fingers moving.” Vi ordered and you reluctantly nodded as your fingers tirelessly moved in and out of your tight pussy not even bringing yourself close to the edge.

No matter how long you fingered yourself or how rough you got you knew you couldn't bring yourself to come undone if Vi didn't help.

It's just how it's always been.

“So cute. You need me to make you come don't you?” Vi taunted although she called you cute, the muscular woman crawled onto the bed so she could lay down between your legs.

Her fingers wrapped around your thighs and she stuck her face in your cunt making you gasp and moan softly.

Her breath against your pussy felt beyond amazing and now all you needed was her strap.

“Please, Vi, your strap, I need it badly.” You pleaded once again hoping she'd give you the big silicone toy.

“You do, mhm?” Vi smirked a little and got on her knees, pulling you close by her grip on your thighs.

Vi lined the toy against your hole and with a harsh thrust it was buried deep inside your folds making you squirm and moan,

“Oh yes! Please! Hard!” You cried out as Vi started thrusting the dildo in and out of your hole making it hit your cervix, the pain of the ridges scraping against your pussy walls was as delicious as always.

Vi's strap was so thick in your pussy, making you clench over it instinctively and grab the sheets.

The dildo was making your stomach bulge. Drool ran down your face and soaked the pillow case as your mouth remained open, drunken moans and incoherent words mixing with the lewd slapping sounds that filled the room.

"V-V-Vi... Cumming!" You cried out and grabbed Vi's shoulders which flexed with muscle as she pulled your frame closer to herself in a tight embrace.

Your liquids covered the dildo making Vi chuckle. "You're in for a lot tonight."

[notarmedandnotdangerous]

+18 mdni! bucky patches reader up after he gets hurt, it all goes south as reader accidentally gets turned on when bucky checks on his wounds.

cw: dom!slightly mean!bucky, sub!m!reader, slight manhandling, anal sex, overstimulation (like, 6 times), dumbification?, they almost get caught by sam (they probably already did), reader calls bucky 'sir', slightly shy reader?

word count: >3.7k

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you got home slightly earlier than bucky today. you were doing some gardening, before you got hit with some sort of magic. you clutched your side and whimpered in pain as you stumbled back home. after what felt like ages, bucky finally got home.

“buck.. help..” you were trembling and losing focus. you tried your best to stay awake as you were losing consciousness from the sheer pain you’ve been fighting. the bandage that you very badly wrapped around your waist was stained with blood, as were your hands.

“what happened? who did this to you?” bucky kneeled in front of you, removing your hand to take a closer look at the wounds.

“fuck, please, just.. just patch me up, ugh, i’ll be fine.” you winced when he peeled the bandage off, letting the cool air come in contact with your wound. “fuck.” you were fighting back tears at this point.

“hold still, this’ll hurt just a bit.” he pulled out a first aid kid from the drawer next to you, and began to clean you up. “you’re lucky it’s not too deep.” he tried his best to be gentle, but he knew it would still hurt. you threw your head back, breathing shakily as bucky cleaned your wound, there were red, glowy fragments stuck to them. perhaps i got struck by some otherworldly force? chaos magic? you groaned, fingers digging into your thighs to ground yourself.

“easy, easy..” he spoke, trying to calm you down. “i’ll get these out as quick as i can.” he tried as carefully as he could, to pull the fragments, bit by bit, out of your wound. “almost done.”

“i can’t take.. uh.. think i’m gonna pass out, buck..” you were fighting to stay conscious, the fragments contained some source of power that weakened you.

“shh, shh, stay with me, just for a bit more okay?” he had finished picking out the fragments, and is now bandaging you. “you’re gonna be okay, trust me.”

“everything hurts, buck.. think they cursed me.” you tried to joke and laugh but you were cut off by the sharp pain in your side.

“try to not move as much. let’s get you to a bed so that you can rest, yeah?” bucky gently lifted you up, putting you softly on your bed as he prepared an anaesthetic shot to ease your pain. you stared at him as he gave you the shot. within a few seconds, euphoria spread throughout your body, you were giggly and high from the painkillers now.

“how are you feeling now?” he sat down next to you, on the bed, tucking you in. “try to get some sleep, it’ll heal faster if you do.”

“i feel great..” you were so tired and so high.

“i’m so grateful, you know..? to have you, buck.. won’t understand why people hate you, you’re amazing..” you spoke, smiling softly at him.

“don’t worry about that, just rest and get better, will you?” he said softly, sweeping away a few stray hairs on your forehead. “i’ll be here when you wake up.”

“i want you to sleep here..” you pulled the covers open, scooting over to give you some space. “please?” you hesitated, before laying down next to me.

“alright, but only if you promise to go to sleep.” you smiled, turning over to kiss his cheek, before plopping back down on the bed.

-next morning-

you woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and a dull pain on your side.

“ugh..” you moved your arm, only to be met with the cool touch of metal. you turned to your side, only to be met with bucky, still sleeping peacefully next to you. god, he looked absolutely gorgeous.

“buck?- wait, fuck, i’m so sorry, what.. what did i do..?” bucky sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“it’s fine, you were injured, and needed someone to take care of you, that’s all.” he turned towards you. “how are you feeling now?”

“injured? what are you talking about- ow!” you tried to sit up, not knowing that you were injured. you were met with a sharp pain in your side. you whimpered in pain and flopped back down onto the plush bed. “i.. i see that now.. just.. give me a second..”

“take it easy, will you?” bucky pushed you back down onto the bed, lifting your shirt up. “let me check your bandages.” he pressed your legs apart gently, then kneeled in between them. he focused on checking your wounds, not thinking too much about the compromising position you were in right now. you, however, were hyper-focused on the position you were in. you blushed like crazy, but you kept quiet, not daring to breathe.

“looks like it’s healing nicely.” he spoke, not seeming to notice your reaction.

“huh- oh, yeah, good..” you tried to play it off, praying that you wouldn’t get hard right now. bucky closed your legs, setting them down straight, before finally noticing your reaction.

“are you okay..? you seem a little flushed.. should i turn the ac back on?” he raised an eyebrow at you.

“n-nothing!” fuck, you were hard now. you shuffled to hide it. “i’m okay, buck, thank you so much for.. for taking care of me.” you spoke, except you were very obviously avoiding his gaze.

“it’s not problem, but you don’t seem fine..” he reached out towards you and gently turned your face towards him. “tell me what’s wrong?.. you.. you don’t have to if you don’t want to. i don’t wanna be pushy.” you stared at him wide eyed, seemingly speechless.

“uh..” you were frozen in place. bucky stared you up and down, before his eyes landed on your erection. you were so focused on avoiding his gaze that you didn’t even realise that he was staring. after a while, you finally realised, and you freaked out. “wait- it.. it isn’t what it looks like i swear!”

“really? because it looks like you’re enjoying this.” he smirked, leaning closer. “it’s not a bad thing, don’t worry.”

“i.. i can assure you i’m not.” you furrowed your brows, trying your best to deny it.

“i’m not dumb, you know. i can see it in your eyes.” he scooted closer towards you, his breath hot against your neck. “let me help you with that.”

“mm..” you whimpered when bucky kissed your neck. “b- buck..” you grabbed his hair with your hand.

“i’ll make you feel better..” he moaned softly at the tug on his hair, reaching forward to touch your erection. “i just need you to trust me.”

“mmh..” you grabbed his hand out of instinct, but loosened your grip.

“it’s okay, you can trust me.” bucky pulled your pants down just enough for your erection to spring out. “i’ll make the pain go away.” he stroked your cock, while kissing you sweetly.

“you.. why are you so good at this.. pervert.”

“i just want to please you, is it working?” he smiled at you.

“is that even a question?” you scoffed in disbelief at his stupid question. he clearly knew the answer already, but he just wanted to mess with you.

“good.” he moved his hand faster now, teasing your sensitive tip.

“oh fuck-? uugh.. mmhmm..” you were reduced to a whimpering mess the moment he teased your tip, completely unable to form answers to your questions.

“do you want me to stop? or do you want more?” he asked, slowing down his movements, so that you could answer him.

“please..” your mind was hazy, eyes unfocused as you tried your best to nod. “hurry, buck”

“like.. this?” he picked up the pace, smirking at your reaction.

“aahh..” you were too far gone to even process bucky’s words. “buck.. you’re.. mmh.. so good..” you mewled when he leaned in to bite your earlobe playfully.

“i’m glad you think so.” he moved his hand impossibly faster, bringing you closer to the edge. “are you gonna cum for me?”

“yes- yes buck, yes” you whimpered, gripping onto the bed sheets like your life depended on it. it took you a few moments, before you were about to cum.

“go on.” he leaned in and kissed you deeply as you came, swallowing your moans.

“a-aah.. mmhm..” your moans were cut off by bucky kissing you. your entire body shuddered as you came.

“you’re so cute when you’re sensitive like that. feel better now?”

“still hurts, when.. i tense my body.” you muttered “continue..? wanna feel you.”

“sure thing, just relax and enjoy it, yeah?” he positioned himself in between your legs.

“god, this position was what got me into this in the first place.” you mumbled, embarrassed at the effect you had on me.

“well, maybe it’s time to try something different.” he chuckled, leaning down to kiss your inner thighs. “anything you want.”

“fuck, you can’t just do that and expect me to be normal..” you admitted shyly, making him smile. “i don’t think i can.. today..” bucky tilted his head in confusion. “i mean.. i don’t think that i can take you today. like, i’m not in a good condition” you spoke, absolutely flustered. “just touch me, please, buck?”

“of course, anything you want.” he nodded, reaching out to stroke your cock again. “just tell me how you like it.”

“just.. ugh, fuck, you’re doing good already..” you were a mess the moment he touched your cock. you were slowly getting more and more overstimulated, but you didn’t care, not when it felt so good.

“you’re so easy to please”

“nnh.. don’t tease..” you stuttered. “oh- oh fuck, you’re so good, mmh” the praise made bucky’s heart flutter, stopping for a while to clear his throat. it was obvious that he liked it, but he didn’t hide it well enough. “you like being praised.. mmh.. don’t you, buck..? aah..”

“i.. maybe a little? but only if it’s from you.” he admitted, face flushing red immediately.

“fuck, ugh, that’s.. so cute, buck.. mmh, keep going..” you were trying to stay focused, so that you could continue teasing bucky, but you couldn’t. not when you had this talented son of a bitch’s hand on your cock.

“you’re close again, aren’t you?” he grinned, picking up the pace once more. “want me to make you cum again?”

“yes, please- please, please..” you had started to ramble, and it was honestly so entertaining.

“say my name, then.” he stopped abruptly, making you whimper in protest.

“no- why’d you stop..”

“say it, and i’ll make you cum.”

“please buck?” his only response was a shake of his head.

“try again” bucky smirked, teasingly running his fingers all over your cock. “say my name, and i’ll give you what you want.”

“uuh.. j- james, please..?” you were racking your brain for the right answers, but still, none of them were correct.

“come on, you know what i want to hear.” he leaned in closer to you.

“..sir, please.” you said, shyly. your orgasm was fading as you tried your best to keep yourself on edge.

“good boy.” he finally continued his stroking. “now, you can cum for me.”

“ugh, fuck- fuck, fuck, fuck..” bucky changed his plans halfway through, he wanted to edge you now. “please, f- fuck, sir, just wanna cum..” he took this as a chance to flip you over on your stomach to finger you. your body was tense as you were caught off guard, but slowly, you relaxed. as he slowly opened you up, he couldn’t help but embarrass you a little.

“look at you, taking my fingers so well.” he teased, pushing a third finger in. “so, so good.”

“aah- yeah.. mmf..” he decided to embarrass you more, making you clench around his fingers.

“you like being called a good boy?” your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as he repeatedly pressed against your prostate.

“aah.. oh- oh fuck..” you were so fucked out you couldn’t even answer.

“answer me, will you? or i’ll stop.” he slapped your ass lightly, making you yelp.

“mm- y- yes, sir.” you blurted out any answer that you could come up with.

“attaboy.” bucky pulled out his fingers just to replace them with his cock. “take my cock”

“oh fuck.. i thought we- .. i can’t.. injured..” you felt so euphoric around his cock you couldn’t help but clench a few times.

“don’t worry about that right now, just enjoy it.” he grunted, picking up the pace. “feel how good it is? does my cock feel good?”

“i- aah.. b- buck..” you were getting the meanest backshots of your life, the air getting knocked out your lungs with each thrust you took.

“gonna cum inside you.. want that?”

“mhm.. yes.. yes please, sir..” you nodded repeatedly into the drool-soaked pillow, fingers gripping onto it so tightly you’d think they’d tear holes through the fabric.

“you feel so good.” bucky groaned, thrusting harder. “gonna fill you up.”

“oh- aah.. gonna.. gonna cum..” your eyes rolled back as you came. your body spasmed and writhed but nothing came out. you’ve shot blanks for the first time in your life.

“so, so good for me.” he pulled out, holding you in place so that his cum wouldn’t flow out of you. “look at you, all fucked out.”

“b- buck.. uugh..” he sunk back into you, fucking you gently into overstimulation. all he wanted was to see you cry. “we’re gonna.. get caught by the other.. mmh.. you know..?”

“who cares if we get caught?” bucky grinned, thrusting deeper. “let them see how good you are for me.”

“fuck.. sir, too much.. please..” you helplessly kicked against the sheets, trying to escape.

“just a bit more..” he kissed your shoulder. “you can take it.”

“i- i can’t.” you whimpered in protest, accidentally yelping when he delivered an extra harsh thrust.

“yes you can, come on.” he slowed down slightly, not fully stopping. “be a good boy for me, will you?”

“mmm.. okay.. yeah.. haah.. wanna be good..” you were so fucked out of your mind, it was honestly impressive that you could still respond.

“that’s it.” bucky picked up the pace once more, hitting your prostate with each thrust. “gonna make you cum again, you can take it right?”

“oh.. b- buck..” tears rolled down your cheeks from sheer overstimulation, you let out hiccups in an attempt to swallow the moans.

“look at you, crying like a little slut. but you love it, don’t you?”

“fuck- please.. i- i can’t..” you were sobbing now, reaching back to push bucky’s hands away from your hips. “buck- please.. s- stop.. mmh!..”

“stop? why would i stop when you’re enjoying it so much?” he chuckled, continuing to pound into you. “go ahead, cry all you want.” you unconsciously clenched around him, feeding his ego even more.

“can’t get enough, can you?” you let out a sharp cry, before cumming again, shooting blanks. you were so fucked, the pleasure made your body shudder as you became unresponsive

“there’s my good boy, all fucked out, and still so pretty.” bucky pulled out, admiring your spent form. you let out a tired whimper, your body at its absolute limit. suddenly, a knock was heard, but your mind was too hazy to even realise it. he threw the covers over you, and threw on your clothes to answer the door. turns out it was sam, and he has probably heard everything.

“sam..?” you spoke absentmindedly, to which sam replied with louder knocking. perhaps sam knew that we’ve been fucking? bucky went out to chat with him for a moment, before sam left the room.

“shit, that was so close.” bucky closed the door and turned back to you. “we’ve gotta be more careful next time. you think he knows?”

“maybe next time, don’t fuck my brains out and make me cum like 5 times.” you joked bluntly, making him chuckle.

“hey, you enjoyed it.” he smirked, sitting on the bed. “and i can’t help it if you’re so irresistible.”

“freaky.” you joked, and he leaned down and kissed you.

“you love it.” he reached down to stroke you once more. “and.. you’re getting hard again.”

“i- i’m not! your eyesight is fucked.” you denied it, but your body betrayed you. “oh.. oh fuck..” you gripped bucky’s wrist as hard as you could. “i.. i can’t anymore.

“sure you can.” he bit your earlobe. “let’s make it six times.”

“there’s.. aah.. nothing left..” you whimpered. “no..” you were slipping again, the only thing on your mind was how good it felt,

“come om, one more time, for me?” he leaned in, and kissed your neck, while his hand was still working on your cock. “you can do it.”

“fuck.. mmh” tears rolled down your cheeks once more as you struggled to process the pleasure.

“cry all you want, it’s just gonna make it harder for yourself. his thumb teased your tip. “one more, just one last one, okay?” you nodded, your entire body going limp as you came dry once more.

“good boy, you taste so good.”

“uuh.. l- let me..” you pushed his head away from your neck,

“let you what?” he smirked, backing away from you. “rest? or go for round seven?”

“i.. i need to rest..” you laid on the bed, your chest heaved as your cock twitched from oversensitivity.

[enhaeil]

IT'S JUST A TKO! ☆ RIIZE

"baby, now I don't really know what we're fighting for. this rematch sex is amazing, but nobody wins if somebody's heart is swole"

tko - justin timberlake

make-up sex with ot7!riize

c/w: somnophilia kinda, suggestive, not full on smut but we gettin there

☆

shotaro

you won't even lie. shotaro didn't do anything to you. you just felt like picking a fight. and he knew that. but he decided to let you get your little tantrum out. after a while, he just gets annoyed and tries to lean in to kiss on your neck. you instead push him away with an attitude, looking one way. the car is silent as he stares at the side of your face as if he's trying to get a read on you, before he quickly unbuckles his seatbelt and reaches over you to let back your seat. "taro...what're you doing?"

"solving the problem." he says before lifting up your skirt and devouring you in his front seat. best believe that attitude was gone afterward.

eunseok

you have had an attitude ALL day literally. why? because you didn't get your way. your way being eunseok. you guys were on the way to dinner and you started to feel needy. as he parked you started tying your hair up ready to suck him off in the lot but he stopped you. "girl, are you crazy?" he says chuckling at you.

that really ticked you off and you played in his face the whole night; touching him under the table, making unnecessary noises, and bending down knowing good and well that dress is short.

you already know eunseok do not play that at all. he played it smooth and romantic that whole night until y'all hit that car. he forces you into the back seat as he takes his suit jacket off.

"you wanna get fucked so bad, hm? bend the fuck over."

sungchan

you really messed up this time. usually, arguments with sungchan get resolved maturely, but this time it was you who said some things that shouldn't have been said. he locks himself in your shared room for hours before you finally put your pride aside and check on him. you see him sleeping peacefully, sleep shirt rising up a little, giving you a glimpse of his happy trail. you then get a bright idea; head as an apology.

you slowly climb on top of him, bringing his sweats down. you palm him until he's hard before you lick at his tip to test the waters. he doesn't stir one bit. you then completely take him in your mouth, and that's when he shoots up groggily.

"b-baby, what're you doing-" he says before it gets cut off with his own moans.

"apologizing."

wonbin

whenever you and wonbin argued, he was the ceo of 'idgaf'. he acted like you being mad at him barely phased him when really he was going crazy every second you didn't speak to him. he was losing hearing in his left eye and taste in his right.

you had enough of this nonchalant persona, though. you decided to mess with him. walking around the house in your sluttiest dress, making sure to 'accidentally' drop something on your way by, puffing out your chest; yet he didn't crack one bit.

you finally give up and change into your typical sleepwear, put your hair up, and crawled into bed facing away from him. it's silent for a minute before you hear shuffling from behind you and then something hard against your back.

"wonbin.." he pressed his face into your neck as he absentmindedly rubbed himself against you.

"i'm sorry, y/n. please touch me."

seunghan

seunghan fucked up. he forgot your date and you were not happy about it. you decided to isolate yourself in your shared bedroom before seunghan comes wondering in and plops himself onto the bed. he waits for you to acknowledge his presence, but you just keep scrolling. he presses experimental kisses on your stomach before they trail their way down. "y/n...talk to me." you still don't even spare him a glance. his fingers work at the button of your shorts before he slides his hands to feel over your panties. you can't help but react to his touch.

"you still mad at me?"

sohee

you and sohee just came from an event, and a guy got a little too close to you. usually, he doesn't get angry, especially not at you, but for some reason, today it really ticked him off. "y/n, don't you see he was flirting with you?"

"sohee you're being dramatic." you say sighing with an eye roll.

"bet." the rest of the car ride home was silent and you can't lie you were a bit nervous. this wasn't your typical sweet sohee, this was somebody else.

—

"i'll show you dramatic." he says thrusting into you at an extremely harsh pace, damn near rearranging your guts. "sohee...slow down please"

he doesn't listen to you and instead pushes one of your legs up causing him to press deeper into you. "he fuck you like this?"

anton

anton's honestly not even taking this argument seriously. you're yelling at him about god knows what, hell, he doesn't even know how he got here. what he does know is that his goddess of a girlfriend looks hot when she's angry. "baby..." he begins to say before you cut him off.

"no, anton, you need to listen to me. i asked you to stop doing that months ago, and you keep going." anton isn't even the little bit of interested right now. "do you hear me?" you ask folding your arms across your chest.

"yes ma'am. whatever you say captain, just please for the love of god, sit on my face." he says grabbing your waist to bring you into his lap.

a/n: gulp. i just wanted to get this out of my drafts bc i hate it

[badbtssmut]

Can’t spell sex without ex. You and Jungkook might’ve not worked out in your relationship but that didn’t mean you couldn’t have sex anymore, right?

Contains: pussy eating and fingering, missionary, half clothed sex, sex from behind, hard sex, casual sex, Jungkook cums in mouth and over face, face fucking

—

The action movie Jungkook was so eager to watch tonight, played softly in the background. It had been a couple months since the break up and as promised, you two could still be friends, with occasional benefits. You both agreed; sex with someone you know and trust, was better than a random hookup.

Your clothes were barely hanging onto your body; your panties dangled off your left foot, your pants were crumpled at your feet, and Jungkook was in between your legs, fingering and flicking his tongue against your clit. Your moans and whimpers filled the room, and you felt yourself nearing your peak. Just when you thought he was going to bring you over the edge, he stopped.

You followed his gaze and huffed. “Jungkook…” He was getting distracted by the movie, not that you could blame him, the main lead was being chased by the bad guys. You knew your ex boyfriend was a sucker for action movies. “Come on, want your cock.”

At that, Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts.

“Yeah? Want my cock?”

“Yes.” You nodded before he crawled over you and kissed you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and grinded your wet pussy against his hard member, making him groan. Jungkook’s hand shot to his boxers, pulling them down to free his hardened cock.

Your fingers wrapped around his cock and stroked it a few times before he pulled away from your mouth, looking down at you, before he went to kiss your neck. His cock slid into you, slowly, inch by inch. Your legs tightened around his hips as he rocked in and out of you, fucking into you. The two of you enjoyed the way each other felt, no sounds coming from your lips, except the ones you had between your legs; your pussy sucked in his cock with every thrust.

Jungkook adjusted himself, gripping onto your thighs and snapping his hips back and forth faster.

“Oh, oh!” It took you by surprise, but you liked it. Your hands pushed against his toned stomach. “Fuck, fuck!” Jungkook pounded into you, making your tits bounce with the force. Your ex’s hands moved to yours, and he took hold of your hands, pushing them down above your head.

Jungkook was so good at fucking you; he always made sure that you were enjoying it just as much as he did. His cock was stretching your pussy in the most amazing way.

“Want more cock?”

You whimpered in reply, unable to say anything. He was driving you wild, hitting the right spot over and over again. You were close. Your walls were tightening around his shaft, making him curse.

Then, he pulled out and flipped you on the bed. Your ass was up in the air, and his cock slid right back into your dripping pussy, filling you back up.

With a hand gripping your ass, and another grabbing the hair on the back of your head, he pulled your head back and fucked you hard. Your tits bounced back and forth with every thrust, and you could barely catch a breath. Jungkook let go of your hair and instead wrapped his fingers around your throat, keeping his fingers in a firm hold as he pushed your body down with his weight, fucking you into the mattress.

Your ex boyfriend knew exactly what you wanted, and it wasn't just a simple fuck, but a rough, raw fuck. He wasn’t afraid to use all his force, slamming his hips into your ass. Your body was shaking from the intense pleasure. You could feel the tip of his cock tickling your sweet spot over and over.

His fingers released your throat and instead moved to grab the headboard.

With a hand gripping onto your ass, and the other gripping the headboard, he began to pound with more force, using the headboard for momentum. The bed squeaked and shook underneath the two of you.

Your mouth was hanging open, a string of curses and cries of pleasure spilling out of you.

”This pussy is so good, only my cock can fuck it, isn't that right, Y/N?“ Jungkook cooed. “You don’t let other men fuck that pretty pussy, right?”

"Only you!" Your nails dug into the sheets. "Only you…" You could feel it, the coil in your stomach about to snap.

"You gonna cum?" He asked, knowing full well what he was doing to you. "Are you gonna cum for me?" He asked, slowing down, giving you his cock in slow and steady strokes instead.

You were trying so hard to fight the orgasm that was threatening to spill out of you, but his cock felt so damn good inside you, that you couldn't stop your orgasm. Your pussy spasmed and throbbed, massaging his cock. You cried out, letting yourself succumb to the pleasure.

"Yeah, that’s right. Let that pussy vibrate babe.” He gripped onto your waist, moving your shaking body back and forth on his cock. “That’s right, good, good babe.” He encouraged you, feeling you milk out his cum, his shaft buried deep inside you.

When you had calmed down from the orgasm, Jungkook pulled out and was jerking himself off. You turned onto your back, and took a shaky breath, before you hung your tongue out, looking at him. Both you and Jungkook knew why.

He stopped and scooted closer, hovering over your chest to make sure he wouldn’t hurt you with his weight, his knees digging into the mattress, on either side of you. The tip of his cock pushed past your lips and he grunted as he fucked his cock in and out of your mouth, his hips bucking back and forth, as he used you like a toy. You moaned around his lips as you sucked him off, your tongue circling around his rock hard shaft as you bobbed your head back and forth.

Your hands moved to his ass, and your nails dug into the soft skin, making him curse, before he let his head drop back and moaned, as he came. Jungkook attempted to pull out before he’d cum into your mouth, but he failed, his cum dripping into your mouth and splashing all over your face.

"I'm so sorry," He apologized. “Didn’t mean to do that babe.”

[jjmbbg]

"Whispers in the Dark"

cw: dean winchester x fem!reader, protected sex p in v, gentle dick riding, holding hands, dean being touch starved wanting cuddles and kisses :(

a.n: this came from a post i saw here in tumblr, i forgot the user but it made so much sense i decided to write this. if anyone knows what post i'm talking about let me know pls !! <3

(pics from pinterest)

There are several things about Dean that you've noticed over the years. Some were small, like always sleeping pressed against your body with one hand always on the crook of your waist or tilting his head to the right side because he couldn't hear correctly with his left one.

Dean wasn't one to speak softly, he was loud and annoying, almost always on purpose, with that usual cocky grin that you loved so damn much...

He was amazing.

And I'm not talking about being amazing in bed —I mean, of course he is, but that's not the point here—, but... God, there was no man more wonderful than him, protective, respectful, flirtatious and thoughtful. You could make a list of all things you love about Dean, and you would even be left without words to describe what that man makes you feel and the things about him that make him unique.

You straddled his lap gently, pushing him down onto the bed, hands caressing his chest as you kissed him slowly, marveling at the way he twitched and jumped at your touch. His hands roaming your hips sent jolts of arousal through your body, feeling the remnants of his hot touch, lips pressed against yours, letting your tongue run through his entire oral cavity, doing the same in your mouth.

His touch was reverent, endless, hot and needy, caressing your curves with devotion and delicacy, just as he did the first time on that night that they both believed would be the only one. He moaned quietly against your mouth, the slow, gentle movements of your hips driving him crazy in the sweetest way ever.

You pulled back from his lips, hands tracing gently lazy shapes on his chest as you kept moving your hips, sinking his dick down inside of you, his legs helping you to move on top of him. You smiled at him, hearing him whine as he reached out for your hand, you intertwined your fingers with his, caressing his knuckles with your thumb at the rhythm of your self-thrusts.

Dean pulled you by the back of your neck with his free hand, kissing you sweetly. You pinned his hand above his head, still with their fingers intertwined, she returned his fervent kiss and swallowed every sound he made, moans and whines.

Dean always liked it when you held his hand during sex. It felt more intimate to him, it was so much better than the carnal connection between your private parts and his, it was perfect. Or when you stroked his hair while he was sleeping, or patted his thigh when you were sitting side by side.

Sometimes, loving actions were better than words.

"I-I'm close" he panted out between the kiss, moving desperately to reach his orgasm, wanting you to finish at the same time as him. "I- God, please, please, come with me- fuck!" he exclaimed, breaking the kiss and arching his back beneath you. Your fluttering walls were hugging him tightly, making him see stars. "P-Please, babe... do it with me..."

He mewled as his head tilted to one side, face contorted in pleasure, lips parted, red and swollen and eyes squeezed shut, his long cheeks caressing his sweaty cheekbones.

He was a sight for sore eyes.

"You're so good, De" you whispered, voice breathy, eyes fixed on his expressions, as you praised him. "I'm close too, baby" you warned him, your legs pushing you up and down with fervor.

Dean nodded at your words, licking his lips unconsciously, gripping your hip tightly, digging his fingertips on your soft flesh. Your walls squeezed him, your throat vibrating with your moans as your orgasm hit you like a truck, your warm juices pushing him to reach his own. He emptied himself inside of the condom, a low growl rumbling into his chest.

He had a nice tickling sensation after his climax, a light layer of sweat covered his hot skin, and a dumb smile decorating his face.

"You're amazing" he whispered, thumb caressing your knuckles, just like you did minutes ago. "I swear"

You smiled at him, a warm and loving smile, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss on his lips, your free hand caressing his stubbled jaw and pulse point. He squeezed your hand, losing himself in the warmth of your skin, enjoying the peace you made him feel.

"You're amazing too, Dean"