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buckybarneslittledoll · 3 days ago

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Old Love

Pairing: 40s!Bucky x Reader (Reader is Steve Rogers' sister) Tags: friends to lovers, blow jobs, smut, loss of virginity, penis in vagina sex, oral sex, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus

Summary: 1941, Brooklyn, New York The war is still far away in the minds of the Americans, everyone quietly lives their lives before the rationing period. Bucky knows that he will be forced to embark shortly, he knows that sooner or later America will enter the conflict and when he'll depart he'll do it with a light heart.

"Am I interrupting something?" asked a voice outside the front door. Recognizing it, I smiled and with a click I went to open it, not before having adjusted the blue skirt I was wearing. "Come in, Bucky." I said, always smiling at the boy. "Is your brother there?" he asked tapping his foot on the floor, he seemed agitated. "No" I replied closing the front door "Steve had a meeting with that scientist today. You'll find him home tonight."

"Actually I wasn't looking for your brother, I was looking for you." he murmured, still avoiding my gaze. "Do I need to worry?" I asked in my typical joking tone.

"Yesterday evening I was talking to your brother, he had one too many drinks and let something interesting slip..." the boy hesitated, but never losing his usual grin on his face "He said that you have a crush on me. "

At least twenty ways to kill Steve flashed through my mind.

My cheeks had probably flushed red, because Bucky's grin had grown. "When he told me I admit I was surprised. I mean, I've always seen you as a little sister and I thought you saw me as another big brother." "In fact it is so." I managed to whispered.

"To tell you the truth, the more I think about it, the more maybe what I feel for you isn't simple brotherly love. Maybe I scare the boys who court you not because I don't want you to go out with them but because I wish I was in their place." he confessed, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

I was speechless, my breath seemed to have stopped in my throat and if possible my cheeks were tinged with an even more intense red. "I like the effect I have on you." he whispered hoarsely. "Bucky, please" I begged him "It's embarrassing enough for me that you know about my feelings, don't tease me any more." "I'm not mocking you!" He left defensively "It's just that maybe you're not the only one who has a crush here."

"Since when?" I simply asked. "Do you remember when a few years ago I entered your room without knocking and found you in your underwear?" at the memory of that day I blushed further "Yes, I would say that you remember. Well, since that day the image of your body shielded only by that little fabric and by your hands has never left my mind. There I understood that I didn't see you only like a little sister, but like something more. Every time I saw you smile, I smiled accordingly." His hand was still in contact with my face, which luckily had lost its red color.

"I don't want to force you or what, but if you don't walk away in a few seconds the decisions I might take won't be so brotherly." he said grinning.

A small part of me was screaming at me to get away and leave, making everything go back to the way it was, but the bigger part of me didn't want to. When he realized I wasn't going to move, his other hand brought our bodies together and he placed his lips on mine.

It was only when we both ran out of breath that we parted, with swollen lips and eyes full of desire. "Why didn't you tell me before?" Bucky looked at me for a long time, he seemed almost undecided about what to do "I was scared." he finally admitted, "I was afraid of being rejected. And I suppose you were afraid too."

I nodded slowly, embarrassed, lowering my head, but with two fingers he raised it again, making our eyes connect and after a few seconds our lips too. When his hands reached the buttons of my blouse I suddenly stiffened: no boy had ever dared so much, not even the most insistent.

"Sorry." Bucky said immediately "It's that having you here, at my mercy made me lose control." "Do not apologize, you can lose it." I murmured, shocking myself at the words that came out of my mouth. "Then how about we go upstairs, in your room, you know, the curtains in the living room are way too sheer."

Charmed by the young man's voice, I followed him without thinking of anything. As if he were the master of the house, he walked briskly up to my room, the last one in the corridor. I had just closed the door behind me when I felt Bucky's body pressing against mine and his hands quickly unbuttoning her blue blouse, which soon found itself on the floor. "Better than I remembered." he mumbled to himself.

With -I don't know what courage I started to unbutton his shirt, but my hands were shaking and he noticed it. "Nervous?" He grinned, while he unbuttoned his shirt with trembling legs. I nodded, while with a quick movement I dropped his shirt not far from mine. I shifted my gaze,addressing it on his abs to the floor.

"What's wrong with you, is this the first time you've seen a man like that?" "Actually, yes." "Is-is this your first time?" He asked, not so surprised. I nodded again, this time covering my face in embarrassment. I was inexperienced and half naked in front of a half naked man with experience to spare. But it could be worse.

"Don't be ashamed, not with me, I won't judge you. And I will try to make your first time unique." He reassured me before kissing me more passionately than before, making my back coincide with the wooden door of my room. Without the slightest effort he also unbuttoned my bra, an infernal contraption that not even I was able to unbutton in the first go. I wrapped my legs around his pelvis and he slowly walked up to the bed and then leaned on it gently above and remained stunned for a few moments.

"Better than imagination." he murmured. "Did you imagine me naked?" I asked, trying to cover the embarrassment in my nonchalant words. "Trust me baby, you don't want to get inside a guy's mind." He admonished me in a tone I couldn't take seriously given the smile on his lips. I could feel the bulge in his pants growing every second.

With a courage I didn't know I had, I switched roles, making Bucky lay on the blue bedspread. "What are you-" He tried to speak but I silenced him with a kiss,starting then to go down with a trail of kisses more and more downwards. "At rest Sergeant Barnes." I smirked, fumbling with the belt that held his pants closed.

Soon both the pants and the boxers ended up on the floor. "Are you sure?" Bucky asked again. In response, I caressed the tip of his length with my tongue while with my right hand, slightly moistened with saliva, I began to massage his entire erection. I could feel my hand shaking slightly, I'd never done anything like this in my life, but judging by the boy's moans of pleasure, I was probably managing quite well.

When I suddenly felt him stiffen I increased the speed of my hand, then tried to wrap it with my mouth.

As he began to fill my mouth, Bucky's hand landed on my head, pushing me down and nearly choking me. I concentrated on sucking as much as possible and licking him clean. "You'll be good and swallow it all, okay doll?" Bucky asked in a voice broken by moans of pleasure.

Now, I couldn't speak because of something in my mouth, but when I felt the boy's body stiffen again and his seed filling my mouth, I did as I was asked.

When Bucky's grip on my head eased I pulled myself up,finding myself kneeling on the bed, still wearing my skirt and covering my breasts as best I could with her arms.

"I would like to stop time." I heard him murmur before approaching me, moving my arms effortlessly despite my opposition and capturing my lips in another kiss, even more passionate than before "To have this memory fixed in mind for the rest of my life." He finished short of breath.

"Now" he started breaking the kiss "You will be obedient and you will let me enjoy myself too." I bowed my head, watching him bend down and pick up the belt that I had earlier thrown on the ground.

"What do you want to do?" I asked with a note of concern in my voice. "Don't worry, I could never hurt you." He reassured me, pushing me gently against the bed and bringing my wrists above my head. I decided to let it go. I trusted him.

After a short time I felt something stiff around my wrists and pulling my head back I noticed that his belt was tied to the bed and held my wrists enclosed. "Bucky, what-" I was interrupted by a kiss from him on my navel, which made me shiver. "I like to have full control over my dolls." He explained laying down on me, but still holding on to his arms so as not to hurt me "And then you won't cover yourself anymore, I want to see you all this evening, doll."

I tried to relax, telling myself over and over that it was Bucky, the same guy who had my back on several occasions and could never do something to me I didn't want to.

He began to leave wet kisses along my neck and neckline, until he began to focus on my breasts, which moved slightly given my quickened breathing. He began to kiss and suck my nipples, already turgid given the contact with the fresh air of the room. My breath became, if possible, even shorter.

Soon Bucky was starting back down with kisses, until he got to where the skirt started. His gaze sought mine, still with a hint of hesitation, which dissolved when I nodded confidently.

He confidently pulled off both her skirt and panties in one fell swoop, dropping everything to the floor at the end of the bed.

Shyness was stronger than me and I crossed my legs from modesty. "Doll," Bucky admonished me "You don't want me to go all the way to your brother's room to get one of his belts to tie up your legs too, do you?" "No." I murmured. "Well, then..." He whispered, sensing my slight fear and placing the palms of his hands on my knees, stroking them a few times and then gently separating them.

I gasped as I felt his tongue moving expertly inside me. He continued that slow but pleasant torture for a few minutes, until I felt two of his fingers brushing the contours of my intimacy and then, first one and then the other, gently enter me.

I moved my pelvis, trying to get used to a sensation I'd never experienced before. "If I hurt you tell me." blew Bucky. "I am fine." I murmured.

And it was true. Feeling him so close to me made me feel protected in some way.

I grunted in disappointment as Bucky pulled his two fingers away from me and received laughter in response. He untied the knot that held my wrists in place and kissed them both. I saw him position himself on top of me, holding himself up with his arms, and starting to kiss me again while I felt his intimacy press against mine.

Bucky tried to hold back, I could feel it and I was extremely grateful. He entered and exited slowly, each time going a little deeper and almost never ceasing to kiss me, almost as if he believed that that was enough to ease the pain I felt in my lower abdomen.

He fully entered me when I was playing with his hair, trying to ignore the tingling I felt. Result: I ended up pulling his hair a little. "Sorry." I murmured. With two fingers he lifted my face and made our lips collide. "If I hurt you I want you to tell me." he muttered the same phrase as before, but with more softness in his voice, starting to move a little faster and slowly picking up the pace. I found myself squinting, but the pain quickly turned into pleasure, thanks to the scattered kisses that Bucky left on my breasts and neck.

Shortly after I climaxed Bucky stormed out of me, sitting on the edge of the bed and placing a hand on his erection. "What are you doing?" I asked, ignoring the burning in my lower abdomen and sitting down beside him. "I don't want to get you pregnant, but I can't stay like this either." He explained pointing to his erection that with strong and decisive movements he was determined to fix.

Gently I placed my hand on his and moved it,kneeling in front of him. A grin had made its way across his face, while with a more confident hand than before I began to stroke his length. When I sensed that he was about to cum I placed his erection in my mouth and started playing with my tongue until the liquid I already knew filled my cheeks again.

"You're amazing." he admitted as he lifted me off the ground and placing me on the bed. "You're not bad either." I chuckled, lifting the covers and inviting the boy to lie down. Bucky nimbly sat down with his back against the headboard and, wrapping his arms around my waist, he held me against his chest.

"Is everything fine?" he asked, placing delicate kisses on my shoulder. I snuggled closer against him, closing my eyes and basking in his warmth. "Nothing could be better."

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#40s bucky #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes smut #reader insert

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buckybarneslittledoll · 4 days ago

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Blue Dress

Pairing: 40s!Bucky x Librarian!Reader Tag: smut, loss of virginity, penis in vagina sex, oral sex, fingering

Summary: 1941, Brooklyn, New York James Barnes will be embarking in less than six months for Europe, where he will fight in World War II against Hitler and his allies. Helen owns a bookstore and has no long-term plans but everything for her will change when a man in a sergeant’s uniform enters her shop and storms in her life.

1941, Brooklyn, New York.

Bucky Barnes wandered down the bustling streets of Brooklyn, his uniform crisp and a playful smile on his face. The war in Europe was raging, but he refused to let it dampen his spirits. As he passed a group of giggling girls, his eyes caught a glimpse of a young woman who stood out from the rest. Helen was her name, he knew her from school, she was three years younger than him. She always had a radiant smile that made his heart skip a beat.

Helen worked at the local bookstore, spending her days surrounded by the pages of endless adventures. She loved the way books could transport her to different worlds, and she often found herself lost in their enchanting stories. However, she had never experienced a story quite like the one that was about to unfold.

One sunny afternoon, Bucky mustered up the courage to enter the bookstore, a bell tinkling above the door as he stepped in. He pretended to browse the shelves, but his eyes were fixated on Helen as she diligently arranged the books. Her beautiful light blue dress fluttered around her legs at every movement.

Finally, he approached the bookshelf, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hey there, miss," Bucky greeted, flashing his most charming smile. "Any recommendations for a soldier looking for a good read?"

Helen looked up, her eyes meeting his. She blushed at the sight of the handsome soldier in front of her. "Oh, um, well, what genre do you like?" she asked, trying to keep her composure.

Bucky grinned. "Adventure and fantasy, I suppose. Something that'll take me away from this war for a little while."

Helen pondered for a moment before pulling out a book from behind the counter. "How about 'The Hobbit'?" she suggested, handing him the book. "It's got a bit of both." Taking the book, Bucky's fingers brushed against Helen's, sending a jolt of electricity through both of them. "Thank you," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Say, would you like to join me for a cup of coffee sometime? I'd love to discuss this book further." Helen hesitated for a moment, but then she smiled warmly. "I'd like that," she said, unable to resist his genuine charm.

It was the first time that a man, let alone a handsome one like James Buchannan Barnes, showed interest in her. She was scared that she was gonna end up hurt by a relationship that’s why she always kept her head down and her nose in the books.

From that day on, Bucky and Helen spent their free moments together, exploring the city, sharing stories, and laughing like they had known each other forever. They found comfort in each other's company, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of the world around them.

As time passed, their bond grew stronger. Bucky confided in Helen about his fears and doubts, the weight of the war bearing heavily on his shoulders. And Helen, in turn, opened up about her dreams and fears, finding solace in Bucky's unwavering support.

One night, they found themselves on the rooftop of James's apartment building, gazing at the stars above. Bucky wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. "You know," he began "I never thought I'd find someone like you in the middle of all this chaos. You make everything feel... perfect." Helen turned to him, her eyes shining with affection. "Bucky, you're my beacon of hope in these dark times." she said softly "When I'm with you, everything feels right."

As the war raged on, their love only deepened. They cherished every moment they had together, knowing that their time might be limited. Bucky's deployment orders loomed over them like a dark cloud, but they refused to let it overshadow their love.

One fateful day, Bucky had to leave for the front lines in Europe. Helen stood on the platform, tears streaming down her cheeks as she held onto him tightly. "Come back to me," she whispered. "Promise me you'll come back." "I promise," Bucky vowed, his voice filled with determination. "I'll come back to you, Helen. I'll fight with everything I've got to return to your side." They held onto each other until the last possible moment, and as the train pulled away, Bucky kept his gaze fixed on Helen, etching her image into his heart. “I love you.” Helen murmured as a tear ran down her cheek.

Through the trials and tribulations of war, they wrote letters to each other, pouring their hearts onto the pages. The letters were their lifeline, a reminder of the love they shared. And against all odds, Bucky kept his promise, surviving the horrors of war to return to Helen.

After years of fighting and enduring the horrors of war, Bucky Barnes finally returned home to Brooklyn. The year was 1945, and the world had changed during his absence, but one thing remained constant in his heart: the love he held for his girlfriend, Helen.

Well, he hadn’t proposed yet, but in his heart he thought of her as such.

As the train pulled into the station, Bucky's heart raced with anticipation and anxiety. He had written letters to Helen whenever he could, but he feared that the war might have changed him too much for her to recognize the man she once loved. Stepping off the train, he scanned the crowd, his eyes desperately searching for a familiar face.

And there she was, standing on the deck with the same light blue dress that she wore on their first encounter. Helen's eyes were fixed on the train, tears glistening as she clutched her white purse tightly in her hands. Time seemed to slow as their eyes met, and in that moment, the world faded away, leaving only the two of them.

With every step, Bucky felt his heart swell with love and relief. He reached the deck, and without a word, he embraced Helen tightly, his arms wrapping around her as if he would never let go.

"You're home," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I'm home, Helen," Bucky replied, his voice equally choked with tears "I'm finally home."

They held onto each other, savoring the feeling of being together again, their love forming an unbreakable bond. The worries and fears that had haunted them during the long years of separation melted away, replaced by overwhelming joy.

As they walked back to Bucky's house, the world seemed brighter, and Bucky couldn't help but marvel at the simple beauty of everyday life that he had missed during the war. The laughter of children playing on the streets, the sound of music drifting from an open window… it all felt like a gift he had been given after enduring so much darkness.

Once they reached the house, Bucky looked around, taking in the familiarity of the place he had once called home. He smiled at the pictures on the walls, reminders of happier times they had shared before the war. There was so much to catch up on, so many stories to share. “I took good care of it.” Helen smiled. In 1943 money was definitely an issue for her so she sold her apartment and moved into Bucky’s house, keeping it like her own.

Sitting on the couch together, Helen held his hand tightly, as if she feared he might disappear if she let go. "Tell me everything, Bucky." she said, her eyes filled with curiosity and affection. And he did. Bucky recounted his experiences, the battles he fought, the friends he lost, and the moments that kept him going: the memories of her smile and the promise of returning to her side. As the evening turned to night, they talked and laughed, their hearts lighter than they had been in years. The weight of the war still lingered, but with Helen by his side, Bucky felt he could face anything that life threw at him.

It was now night and the two of them were still talking when Helen got up stating that she was tired. She passed in front of James when he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her on his lap. “I’m tired James.” She complained. “I love it when you call me James.” He smiled before kissing her. She melted into his arms, embracing the kiss and resting her hands on his chest, covered by a shirt now unbuttoned. His hand got under her skirt, hungrily looking for her panties and what was beneath them.

“James.” I snapped out of the sweet trance that the kiss got me into. “Tell me to stop, doll, and I will.” he said with a serious and dominant tone of voice. “James…” she just said. He smirked “Not a stop, doll.” and just like that he slid off her panties, letting them fall onto the floor.

She moaned at the feeling of fresh air against her wet core. That had never happened to you before. But, then again, no one had ever touched you that intensely. Not even Bucky. Before leaving for war had never done anything more intimate than simple kisses, he knew that it was not yet the right time. Apparently the right time was now.

Helen held her breath as he started to unbutton her dress. “You know, I've wanted to see this dress on the floor since the first time I saw you in your shop. It’s like a dream come true.” He admitted, finally throwing the dress somewhere in the living room.

By now she was completely naked, since she took off her bra when she got home, to make herself more comfortable. Instinctively Helen put her arms in front of her chest, ashamed of being naked in front of a man.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” He muttered while admiring the girl. She smiled at him, pulling him into a passionate kiss while her hands slipped his shirt over his shoulder. With a swift motion Helen unhooked his belt, dropping his pants on the ground and moaning as she felt his growing bulge in his boxer. Bucky smirked, lifting her in his arms easily and taking the girl to the bedroom, closing the door with a kick.

Helen sank to her knees between his legs. “Doll, you don’t have to.” She looked up, their eyes making contact “I know I don’t have to, but I want to. I want to make you feel good.” “I’m afraid I won’t hold back.” Bucky said. “Then don’t.” she whispered “I’m ready, I’ve waited long enough. I need you James.” she begged.

He leaned back on the armchair in the room, looking down at the girl. Helen slid his underpants down, freeing him. He was already rock hard.

She ran her hesitant hand up and down his length, gently caressing him and leaning in licking the few drops of precum on top of his head. When he hissed she suddenly stopped, looking up with fear “Did I hurt you? I am so sorry I-” He shook his head, caressing her hair “It’s fine, it’s more than fine.” he gripped her hair gently in his fist, guiding her.

Helen cupped his balls, enjoying his moans. “You’ll be the death of me.” He whispered before she licked his head again, rolling her tongue and sucking the tip. “Oh God…” He moaned as the vein in his cock started to pulsate harder against her hand. She took him deeper, almost choking on his thick cock. That’s how he came, deep inside her mouth having reached her throat. Helen licked him clean, swallowing his cum and earning a proud smile from Bucky.

The man lifted her in his arms, gently kissing her and lowering her on the bed. “God, you are so beautiful.” He muttered, lowering his head and kissing her once again. She kissed him back, opening her mouth and allowing him to explore her mouth.

He twirled his fingers around her hair and gently held her firmly against the bed as he started to leave a trail of kisses down her body, only to stop on Helen’s lower stomach.

“We can still stop, if you want to. I don’t wanna pressure you.” Bucky said seriously. “I want this, I’ve been dreaming about this day since our first date.” Helen blushed profusely while James kept kissing her going lower and lower.

She held her breath as his tongue brushed against her wet folds. “Relax doll, you’re gonna feel good. I’ll make you feel so good.” He kept lapping her, slowly inserting a finger in her to help her acclimate to the intrusion in her body. She whined at the intrusion, moving her lap as if she was trying to escape. “I know it’s not pleasant at first, but you’re gonna like it.” the man said while brushing his thumb on her clit and making her squirm.

As he positioned between her legs she looked at his erection with worry. James lifted her chin with his hand, looking at her straight in the eyes “Don’t worry, it’ll fit. I’ll be as gentle as possible.” he promised “After all, you are made for me.” She hissed as he slid three fingers inside of her. Helen wanted to ease the weird sensation so badly but she wanted to prove James that she could take it, she wanted to make him proud. “That’s my doll, taking it all like a good girl” he said as if he was reading her mind.

“Oh James.” she moaned. The man smirked “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you moaning my name.” he smirked as he kept rubbing her clit, giving her immense pleasure, while he started sliding his erection inside of her tight hole.

“Too big.” Helen managed to say. “You can take it doll, I won’t move until you say so.” he promised, using his spare hand to hug her tightly.

After a couple of minutes Helen seemed to have adjusted to James’s length “You can move.” He started to move in her slowly but when she started moaning and rolling her hips he completely lost it. He started moving faster, almost completely getting out of her, and then suddenly slamming it back in. “James, I think I’m coming…” Helen said, trying not to moan too loud. In response the man started going even faster, reaching spots she didn’t even know existed and when her walls clenched around him he let go for the second time that night.

They both stayed like that for a couple of minutes, Helen enjoying feeling so full and James enjoying finally being closer than ever with his girl.

When he got out of Helen, James had to use all his self-control not to start fucking her a second time. He went to the bathroom, took a damp towel and used it to give a clean to the girl, who rejoiced to feel something cool against her aching pussy.

They fell asleep soon after that, James spooning her under the sheets and almost crying tears of joy.

In the days that followed, they savored every moment together, rediscovering each other and creating new memories. They took long walks in the park, went to their favorite diner for milkshakes, and shared quiet moments together on the deck, watching the sunset.

As time passed, their love deepened, and Bucky knew that Helen was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. One evening, under the stars that had witnessed his return, he got down on one knee and presented her with a small, velvet box.

"Helen, you are the light that guided me through the darkness of war," he said, his voice trembling with emotion "Will you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?"

Tears filled Helen's eyes as she nodded, unable to find words to express the joy in her heart. She pulled him into a warm embrace, sealing their commitment with a kiss that spoke of a future filled with love and happiness.

And so, Bucky and Helen began a new chapter in their lives, building a future together that was filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories. They faced life's challenges hand in hand, drawing strength from each other's love and the knowledge that they had overcome the greatest of obstacles: the war that threatened to tear them apart.

In each other's arms, they found solace and joy, and the nightmares of war gradually faded into the background. They lived happily, cherishing the gift of love that had brought them back to each other's side. For Bucky and Helen, home wasn't just a place, it was the feeling of being together, and that was a feeling that would stay with them forever.

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#bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes #40s bucky #bucky barnes fanfiction #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #mcu fandom #marvel fandom #female original character #original character

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