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Just wanted to let you know that the first paragraph of “Four Weeks” haunts me in the best of ways. I cannot help but go back and reread and think about “Daddy” Joel explaining the situation to reader and talking her through her “not quite first time” first time. I’d be obsessed to know any thoughts or cannon knowledge you have about it, or if you’d ever consider writing a flashback or something, but regardless of any of that I just wanted to say thank you so much for this kick ass series, it’s awesome and I enjoy it immensely! Thank you thank you thank you!!

Dear anon! Thank you so much for this ask. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to respond, I wanted to write you a little something by way of a thank you for being so kind! I love the opening chapter of 4 Weeks too, I felt like the vagueness of it fit in better with the story but I have often thought about that ‘first’ time. So here you go. I hope you enjoy.

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TW: non-con.

You watched in horror as he pushed his boxers down his legs, his cock, the first one you had ever seen in real life, huge and hard, bobbing against his stomach as he undressed.

He started to climb onto the bed and as he did your fight or flight instinct kicked in and you jumped from the bed, forgetting momentarily that you were tethered to it. It didn’t matter. You didn’t even get far enough for the chain to go taut before his big arm caught you round the middle and with alarming ease threw you back on the bed.

You tried to scramble away from him but he simply flipped you on to your back and climbed on top of you.

You hit at him, raining blows wherever you could land them, his face, chest and arms. You may as well not have bothered for all the attention he paid.

You could feel him, hot and hard against your thigh. You bucked underneath him, trying to get enough leverage to kick or knee him there. Anything to get his nauseating thing away from you.

When you didn’t still after a few moments, he grabbed your wrists in his huge hands held them over your head.

“C’mon baby, just relax, it’ll be so much easier for you if you do.”

“NO! GET OFF ME!” you shrieked, still thrashing wildly beneath him. He didn’t respond, didn’t move. Just let you you tire yourself out.

When you finally went limp beneath him he leaned in and kissed the tears off your cheek.

“There we go baby. It’ll all be over in a jiffy, now be a good girl and spread your legs.”

“Please don’t do this,” you sobbed.

“Let me in baby, open up and let Daddy in.”

You cried harder at that as he transferred both your wrists to one hand and slid the other down your body to try and wrestle your legs apart. You clamped them shut, refusing to give yourself over easily.

After a few unsuccessful minutes. Joel heaved a sigh.

“Tommy, c’mere and hold her.”

“No, no, no, no, no,” you sobbed as you saw the second man approaching the bed. In your fright you’d forgotten all about him. You knew you weren’t getting out of this.

The second man, Tommy, grabbed yours wrists from Joel.

“C’mon princess, open them legs, gotta earn your keep.” His tone was joking, friendly, as if he was offering kindly advice instead of holding you down so you could be raped. You spat at him, out of other options for resistance. It landed on his neck. He just chuckled and murmured an appreciative, “feisty,” before leaning down and kissing your forehead.

With both his hands now free Joel was able to pry your legs apart with ease, giving a low whistle at the sight of your most intimate place.

“There she is. That’s a view worth workin’ for.”

“Please don’t do this,” you begged once more.

“Don’ worry baby, it might sting at first but I promise it’ll feel good if you just relax. Your pussy will remember me after a few minutes jus’ be a good girl for Daddy yeah.”

He positioned himself between your thighs, dropped his hips and started to push himself inside.

You screamed as he breached you, you felt like you were being split in half, his girthy member stretching your body to its limits. The sting radiated outwards until you felt like your whole body was on fire.

“Doin’ so good for me baby. Jesus, this fuckin’ pussy.”

“PLEASE STOP! PLEASE!”

You wailed and begged him as he tried to soothe and reassure you, the whole while pushing further and further inside you.

“Jus’ a little more baby, almost there. You’re doin’ so, so good.”

He groaned in your ear as his hips finally met yours. “There we are, m’all the way in.”

You felt his hands caressing your face as he stilled deep inside you.

“Open those pretty eyes baby look at me.”

You shook your head, a choked sob escaping your lips as he gently wiped your tears.

“I know you’re scared baby, I know. But I need you to look at me now, c’mon.”

Reluctantly you opened your eyes, afraid of what the price would be for disobedience.

“There’s my girl,” he cooed at you. He kissed your cheeks again, so gentle and tender, at complete odds with the act of violence he was currently perpetrating on you.

He leaned down and nuzzled his nose against yours. “Gona take such good care of you baby, keep you safe and warm and fed, you jus’ got to be good for us yeah? I promise we aren’t gona hurt ya.”

You sniffled, “you’re hurting me right now.”

You looked at him properly now for the first time. You hated how handsome he looked. Hated that you’d even noticed. Hated the way it made your core clench. He smirked at you

“Is that right? Don’t seem like this pussy’s hurtin’ anymore seems like she likes havin’ her Daddy nice and deep.”

“No I don’t, please!” But you could feel the way your body had relaxed around him. The stretch and burn had settled to a pleasant tingling. You wanted to be sick.

“Shhhh baby, it’s ok. Let me make you feel good.”

He started moving, gentle, shallow thrusts that stole your breath with how good it felt. You couldn’t stop the moan that broke free. Joel couldn’t wipe the smug smile from his face.

“How’s that pussy feelin’ now she’s awake Joel?” You heard from behind you.

“Like fuckin’ heaven. So fuckin’ good.”

He started thrusting harder into you now, punching a grunted ‘ugh’ out of your chest.

“Oh Jesus, baby you feel so amazin, I love this fuckin’ pussy, ain’t never gona get enough.”

He slipped a hand between your sweaty bodies and started rubbing at a spot just above where you were joined.

You screamed and your back arched off the bed as he played with you.

“Ooh I think she likes that brother. Make her come, make her come hard.”

“Ahhhh, no, please ohhhhh.” But you felt it building, powerless to stop it. You were so confused at how you could feel this good from what he was doing to you. While he was stealing from you. Your innocence, your body, your freedom.

You came apart with an almighty scream, your body seizing around him as he continued his thrusting, your whole body tingled and erupted in goosebumps as the strange sensation washed over you. You’d never felt so good or so terrified, the two feelings completely at odds with one another, both fighting for your attention.

You closed your eyes again and prayed for it to be over. It felt like years had passed since you had woken up. You were so tired. You longed for the oblivion of unconsciousness once more, anything to escape the nightmare you’d found yourself in.

In your despair you’d failed to notice the change in pace of Joel’s thrusting. Not that you’d have known what it meant if you had.

So when he stilled without warning and you felt a burst of warmth inside you as he groaned long and loud above you, it took you a moment to figure out what had happened.

He came. He came inside you. You descended once more into tears. Deflated, defeated and defiled.

“You did perfect baby,” he panted above you. “Jesus, fuck. Haven’t come that hard in years. Not even when you were sleepin.”

He slumped on top of you. Stroking your temple and telling you what a good girl you were. And you just lay there weeping. No fight left.

He pulled out and you felt his semen dripping from your body. It made you want to scream but you felt completely drained, like all the energy had been sucked out of you.

So when Joel rolled onto his back and pulled you with him, laying your head on his chest, you didn’t protest. Just cried into his skin as he wrapped his arms around you, stroking your back gently to try and calm you. You hated that it was working.

“I know that was hard baby but I promise it will get easier.”

You didn’t argue. Didn’t respond at all. Just lay there on his chest quietly weeping and waiting for sleep to claim you.

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pedge-page · 3 days ago

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Now how come everyone else had to cum on the belly but Reed gets to creampie! (But i do like ben partially cumming on Johnny's face 😋)

Hits You Like a Train

Sue Storm x FemReader Johnny Storm x FemReader Reed Richards x FemReader Ben Grimm x FemReader

Masterlist : Taglist

Graphics by @cursed-carmine

Summary: The gang runs a train on you :)

Warnings: Listen a lot is happening here, I'm not gonna name it all. I'll give you the gist. F/F, M/F, M/M, Dom Sue, Dom Ben, Sub Reed, switch Johnny, sub reader, Sue is running the show. Everyone gets a chance with you, and sometimes with each other (No Sue/Johnny, no Reed/Johnny). Nothing wild is happening, nothing too shocking of my gross and wild kinks. I think the worst is cum eating, spit, and anal fingering. Everything else i saw were all adults here.

3.5k words. If you get off to this you're legally obligated to inform me.

Plz don't let this flop I need a win after all the bs this week.

i. Susan Storm.

She felt warm.

Sue Storm’s naked body held yours, back against her chest flush with lust, her cum still sticky and drying on your face. You’d brought her to orgasm twice, her slender fingers tugging at your guiding, forcing you right where you needed to go to bring her the pleasure your mistress deserved.

Now, she was fingering you open, your body prone and vulnerable to the 3 pairs of hungry eyes in front of you. You wondered if they could see how sopping wet your pussy was as Sue stuffed three fingers inside. Shyness kept you staring at the wall ahead, instead of the men to the right of the bed nor the mirror to the left.

“Look at them, darling." Her free hand grabs your chin and forces you to look. Reed’s eyes were on yours as he touched himself over the grey boxers. Most modest of the four, he’d remained clothed. “Look how hard they are for you.”

Next to Reed, Johnny and Ben had no qualms about modesty. Standing stark naked, they alternated between touching each other and looking at you and Sue, who switched her hands. Cum-soaked fingers slide over your tits, pulling at the nipples and making you moan and whimper.

Ben pulls his lips off Johnny long enough to chuckle and mutter, “She’s so fuck’n easy” before going back to marking his property. Johnny was a puddle in Ben’s arms, grinning as his chest rises and falls.

Sue leaves a pink lipstick kiss on your neck, spreading the slick all around your pussy and thighs to make sure everyone can see you glistening. “You should feel your wet she is, needy little thing.”

“I’m ready when you are, Sues”

But she shakes her head. “Johnny first.”

Johnny perks up like an excited puppy who just heard the word ‘walk’. “Really?!” He starts to walk over, but Ben pulls him back by his neck.

“Not yet.” Sue turns her attention back to you. “Gonna show you how pretty she looks when she comes, first.”

Sue knew your body like her own, manipulating it into every reaction she desires. Every single moans and orgasm she elicited from you was intentional, calculated. This was the first time she was letting the others get a taste of her good girl, an event that was as perfectly controlled and planned as everything else you’d enjoyed with her.

Sue licks a stipe up your neck, one hand knuckle deep in your cunt, the other running circles over your clit. Her hair tickled over your skin. “That’s it, just like that…” The tightness in your stomach continues, your fingers at her thighs. So close, close, so close.

“Sue…” You whimper as the sweat begins to pool on your skin. “Close…”

“I know, I can feel you, sweet girl… cum for me, show them how delicious you look.”

Your orgasm tenses in your stomach, head thrown back in a blissful gasp and Sue takes the chance to lick and suck at your exposed neck as she holds your body through it.

Finally, when you come back to reality, Sue is pulling her fingers out of your wetness and beckoning Johnny to the bed.

All the while, Reed stands silent at the wall, palms planted flat against the plaster. His eyes wide and face unreadable.

ii. Johnny Storm

You gasp as he slides inside.

Your head is on Susan’s breast, slouched down enough to allow the others access to you but she still held you close, feeling your body. It’s hot, incredibly hot and you’re still reeling from the exhilaration of finally getting to do this with your mistress. As he bottoms out, it's a stretch and your body tenses, but Johnny reaches out to cup your face. “Hey, you alright?” his tone was light and a smile on his face, but his eyes were genuine.

He was like a breath of fresh air. You smiled back and nodded. “Yeah, I’m good.”

“Good.” He gives you a wet kiss, and you can smell Ben’s cologne on him. “Because i’m about to fuck the shit out of you.”

Sue speaks from behind you. “She can take it, Johnny. Trust me.”

And you can. Sue’s had you at the edge of your fucking life some days on her strap. Johnny gives you all he’s got, fucking you fast and hard as his cock pounds into you, and fuck, it feels so damn good. He braces himself on your legs, kneeling before and staring at where he entered you. He’s so handsome, chiseled torso displayed before you, making you see stars with every thrust.

“Your so fucking hot…” Johnny murmurs, looking all over your body with eyes full of wonder. His hands skim over every inch of you, creating a shiver that sprinkles down your body. For one for brash, he’s surprisingly gentle. There’s a tenderness to him, a boyish wonder in his eyes that makes you feel as joyful as he is. Johnny doesn’t take for granted what he’s been gifted, weather his good looks and brains nor the person his sister’s letting him take. All of it is met with the utmost appreciation and used to the fullest potential. He’s not wasting a moment.

Johnny presses your knees up to your chest, pushing you into Sue with every thrust and getting somehow deeper inside, making you cry out in overwhelming pleasure. You swear you could feel him in your stomach. When you reach to touch him, desperate to ground yourself, Johnny’s skin is burning hot, sweat-sticked from the power in which he drives into you. You feel like you’re floating on air.

A few feet away from you, Reed’s eyes roamed over you, Sue and Johnny’s naked forms, quietly lust; his hands were now balled into fists at his sides. It was jealousy, but he looked as if he wasn’t sure who he wanted to be in this scenario. Next to him, Ben fisted his cock, leaning back against the wall with a lazy smile on his face. He knew exactly where he wanted to be, and it was between your legs.

As if sensing Reed’s tension, Ben moved closer, whispering something in his friend's ear. He didn’t touch the man until Reed gave a little nod, and Ben pressed a soft kiss to his lips, hand pressed against his chest. Reed melted into the touch. As Ben kisses at Reed’s neck, his hand lowers over his tight body, until his fingers are tracing the elastic of Reed’s boxer briefs; he’s asking for permission.

The sight before you is bringing you close, Johnny mumbling nearly incoherent praises as he fucks into you. You can see Reed turn to face Ben, whispering ‘Yes’ so quietly you don’t hear it. Ben presses his forehead to Reed’s, the two locked in deep eye contact. Reed’s eyes widen as Ben’s hand slides into his shorts, and you can see him jerking off his friend under the material.

“Johnny…” You whine, getting close to your orgasm. It was like your own porno on display right before you, with Sue and Johnny touching you though it.

“Right here, I’m right here…” Johnny touched your clit while Sue played with your tits, and soon you found yourself pulsing and cumming on Johnny’s cock. “OOOOh SHIT!” He exclaims, fucking you harder and harder, hips getting sloppy and desperate. “Where, Sue, where??” You’re so overcome by the pleasure you aren't even sure what he’s asking.

But Sue, always in control, knows. She rubs your stomach. “Right here, Johnny, cum on this cute belly of hers.”

Sue removed her hand, and just as you finish cumming Johnny pulls out, rapidly stoking the thick head of his cock. He’s as mouthy as ever when he cums, “So fucking sexy, so good for me, cums so pretty…” As his spend covers your stomach, rope after after rope.

Finally, he flops onto his back on the bed, grinning wildly.

iii. Ben

Sue’s fingers are quit to fill up your pussy as she beckons Ben over.

“Nice and messy, just like you like it.”

Ben’s smiling from one side of his face as he’s crawling towards you from the foot of the bed like a predator coming for wounded prey. But you’re not afraid, because it’s Ben, and he’d give his life to protect you.

Sue’s fingers leave you. “Reed” She called him over to the bedside and he rushed to kneel before her, arms crossed on the bedspread and gazing up at her. The image invoked an innocent young saint praying before a statue of the Madonna. “Yes, my love?”

She tapped the cum-soaked fingers on his waiting lips and Reed did not hesitate to take them into his mouth.

Ben crawled his way between your legs, pausing to take a taste of your. “She’s delicious, isn’t she, Reed?” Ben asked, staring up at you from over your pubic hair. His eyes are sharp, hungry. He doesn’t turn away when Reed whimpers in agreement, sucking desperately on Sue’s fingers. He doesn’t look away as he kisses his way up, sucking on your clit, kissing over your pubic bone, licking below your navel before biting at your stomach. It wasn’t painful, just sharp. He was toying with you, like a fierce feline playing with dinner. Ben looked like he could devour you.

His long tongue licked a stripe up your stomach, eating up Johnny’s cum. It should not feel so fucking good to have your stomach stimulated like this, but to have such an area of insecurity treated as something of desire felt so damn good. You fisted at the sheets, whimpering pathetically.

“Shhhh…” Sue whispers in your ear, kissing your cheek. “Gotta be still, maybe he’ll let your out of this alive…” She didn’t help the situation, pulling sloppy wet fingers from Reed’s mouth, leaving his tongue laved out and head resting on the bed waiting for his next orders. She touched your wet body in conjunction with Ben, making you break out in a cold sweat as your watch Ben continued to lick you clean.

“I’m so fucking hungry, sweetheart.”

A shiver ran down your spin, and Ben suddenly gripped your hips hard, yanking you down until your mouth found your breast. He sucked on you like he was starving, like he could feed from your tits if he sucked hard enough. Little bits made your body jolt, your cunt clenching around nothing as your brian swirled dizzying pleasure, but Ben was a man starved. He didn’t just want you.

Strandling your leg, his cock hung heavy against your thigh as Ben’s mouth moved to Sue’s breasts, lapping and sucking so well she was moaning behind you, her own hands squeezing at your flesh.

Ben was inside you before you could realize he was lining up. It was bigger than you’d taken before, thicker than Johnny but not quite as deep. He stretched you so fully, to a degree you weren’t sure was possible at this point.

“Touch yourself.” You told Sue, and as you feel her hand slide down between you two, Ben’s mouth practically inhales yours. Him and Sue’s hand and mouths kiss you all over, pulling your face every which way. He sucks your tongue inside, and soon moans are on all sides of you. Sue and Ben fighting for dominance over your body, Johnny touching himself hard again and Reed humping his hand.

When Sue cums, her back arches pressing her tits against your back, and your eyes roll into your head, your cunt tightening around Ben. His balls slapped against you, heavy and full and just begging to empty inside you. Then something unexpected happens. Ben yanks Sue’s hands out of her pussy, sucking the cum off her fingers. Then, while still fucking you, he grabs Reed’s curls and yanks his head back. With his best friend’s mouth wide open, he spits his wife’s cum into her husband’s mouth.

It’s enough to make you cum on the spot, crying out as you’re fucked through every single second of it.

Reed swallows eagerly, even licking his lips for another taste, eye begging Ben for more, more, more. But Ben has other plans.

Sue tries to reign him in. He's being naughty. “Ben, on her stomach.”

Instead, he pulls out and snaps his fingers; Johnny comes crawling.

“Eat her pussy” He demands, pointing at your cunt and Johnny happily obeys, licking at you from the side. Ben cums on Johnny’s face and your puffy pussy, and Johnny won’t stop until he’s made a mess of you again.

Ben likes it messy, after all. He whipped some of his cum off Johnny, wiping down Reed's face to see how pretty he looks, all a mess.

iv. Intermission.

“Johnny, water.” She instructs her brother. Sue’s touch is so gentle now, sweet kisses pressed to your face making your smile.

Ben offers to make you a snack, but Sue stops him. “Reed”

You look to Reed, scooted back and away from the bed and still kneeling. He looked okay; expectant, waiting for his turn, but you knew Sue wanted him taken care of and checked in on. Ben walks over to him, helping Reed stand and ushering him to the en-suite bathroom. “C’mon, let's get you cleaned up.”

Reed

Reed sat on the closed toilet, Ben whipping off multiple people’s bodily fluids from his face.

“Hey.” He lightly tapped his cheek until Reed looked up at him. “You doing okay? Need to stop?”

Reed’s eyes went wide. “Nonono. I’m okay, it’s just.. A lot.”

He wiped at his cheek, “Good a lot or bad? Because he can slow down, it can be less intense. You know that, Reed. We don’t want you uncomfortable.”

“Not uncomfortable.” Reed shook his head, a nervous smile playing at his lips. “Excited.”

That made Ben smile. “Good, glad to hear that. You’re gonna rock her world, pretty boy. Now, drink some water.”

You

You drank some water from the cup Johnny brought, Sue running her fingers soothingly down your arms. Johnny sat quietly at the end of the bed, rubbing your feet as Sue checked in.

“How are you feeling, baby?”

The empty class was set down on the bedside table, and you sigh, relaxing further down on the bed. “Feeling really good. I don’t even know how many orgasms that was at this point.”

Sue chuckles above you. “Good. Are you still okay with Reed having you?”

“Yeah, as long as he’s okay.” You look up at her. Fuck, she was so fucking pretty, gorgeous blonde hair in soft waves, that cute nose you loved so much. Sue had a way of making you feel so adored, so protected in her presence, a natural material energy that extended to everyone around her. It's no wonder she was so loved by her family. “Are you still okay with it?”

She smiled softly down at you. “There’s nothing I want more right now than to see my husband inside you.”

v. Reed

Reed Richards cock was longer than anything you’d ever seen in your fucking life. Kinda strange how someone so well endowed was so fucking shy and submissive, but you liked seeing how tentative he was approaching you, Sue encouraging him gentle.

“Come on closer babe, she wants to feel you…” Her fingers squeeze your cheeks. “Don’t you wanna feel her?”

He nods quickly, “I do, I do!”

His cock was beautiful in his hands, uncut and a thick vein running down the underside. As he pressed into you, he took it much slower than Ben and Johnny. Slowly, Reed pressed into you, inch by inch, deeper and deeper as you grip Sue’s hand. By this point, you were nearly slouched down all the way, your head resting on her lap and stomach with your body spread out. Every time you thought he had to be all the way in, more of his cock was pushed inside you, Reed sweating and panting like he was trying so hard not to cum. Sue always said he was incredibly easy.

A loose curl falls down his forehead, not unlike Superman, and Reed finally bottoms out with a deep groan.

On the bed, Johnny and Ben were back to their own antics, making out and touching each other hard again, ready for their own round two. The sounds of two men kissing filled the room as Reed began to fuck you, the smell of sweat and sex permiating everywhere. He looked at where you were connected, and had to hold his breath just to keep from cumming.

He was beautiful, finally fully naked and practically licking his lips looking at you. He’d desired you for so long watching Sue play with you and now here you finally were, under him.

When Reed kissed you, it was deep, passionate, made you feel wanted pretty, his tongue lapping at your face. When you look to your left to see Johnny humping Ben, fresh gushes of slick wet his member. Ben rolled Johnny onto his back, but Sue stopped them.

“If you want to go again, Johnny tops”

“What!”

“You wanna not listen to my directions, you get punished. Johnny tops.”

Johnny whoops, taking back dominance, and Ben rolls his eyes at his punishment. “Oh my fucking god” but he shut up once he was filled.

Reed is panting above you, sweat dripping down the side of his face and his eyes don’t know where to land, you or his wife. Both so beautiful, both his in this moment.

“Reed” you call to him, reaching until his face is cupped in your hands and you bring him down for a kiss. He’s so deep inside you, rearranging your insides just to make room for him hitting something so impossibly good each time he desperately rams inside. You can feel him in your stomach, so deep he kisses your womb and it takes you a moment to realize he’s hitting your cervix.

“Oh my god, Reed!” You gasp, your final climax building rapidly. The air in the room was pure sensuality, everyone in her experiencing pleasure and lust and love. Reed slammed into you, hitting the c spot and your body writhes, Sue holding you, grounding you.

“He’s so deep, isn’t he baby? This is what I wanted you to feel, so good isn’t it?”

You can only stare at the curls on Reed’s head as he fucks you harder, he’s drinking in your pleasure, devouring the happiness of everyone in the room. They are safe, they are happy, everyone is having a great time and that makes Reed having a great time. His wife goades him on.

“Make her cum, Reed, just like you make me cum. Feels so fucking good on your cock, I could stay on it all day, doing nothing but taking your dick inside me again and again, make her feel as good as you do me.”

Your climax hits you like a train, and suddenly you are tumbling and barreling in orgasmic bliss. Cervical orgasm is a full body orgasm, an intense pleasure you’ve never known before, something only Reed has given you. You’re practically screaming, drowning out the sound of Ben and Johnny orgasming with you. Your kegs are shaking, tears priking in your eyes but it feels so, so fucking good and as if it will never end.

But it does, and you are slowly, slowly brought down from your high, Reed dick still fucking you. You have no idea how he’s managed to not spill inside given how hard you came.

In a swift motion, showing far more assertion than ever seen by him, he yanks you all the way down the bed, and Susan climbs on top. He pussy was beautiful as she was, slightly trimmed with light brown hair you loved to bury your face in. Sue staddled you, riding your face as you eagerly ate her out. Reed’s hands felt all up and down your body, sliding along every curving of your slides and cupping your tits. If you listened clos,e you could hear them kissing above you.

Sue moans when you put a finger inside her ass, telling Reed she’s on the edge.

“Gonna cum, babe, I’m gonna come… can you come with me, Reed? Can you do that for me?”

“Yeah, yeah, gonna cum, oh fuuuck gonnacumgonnacumgonna- shit!” Suddenly you’re filled with warmth, Reed’s seed spilling inside you as Sue gushed into your mouth, the couple using you to orgasm together.

vi. After

The bed was big enough, especially with Johnny practically sleeping on top of Ben, his leg bent over Ben’s torso and wrapped up in his arms. Next to Ben was you, then Sue, then Reed cuddled up next to her. Once it (and everyone) were finished (multiple times) Susan made sure everyone got cleaned up and into comfortable pjs while Ben put the baked ziti he pre-made in the oven. After eating in bed (a rare allowance), it was time for bed.

Susan held you and Reed close to her, kissing both your heads. “You both did so good for me. Are you feeling good?”

“S’good…” Reed mumbles into her PJ shirt.

“Feels nice…” You’re practically asleep.

Sue smiles looking at you two, and looking at her brother and Ben. She orders the bedroom light off, and the 5 of you fall asleep.

I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE THIS

Please reblog if you read and liked, my reach has been kinda shit lately <3

My other F4 fic is Reed/Ben colledge fic so if you like gay stuff :)))

also if you like orgies with nice communication you can read my Triple Frontier orgy series! (also v gay)

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Imagine getting oral from the monster under your bed.

Walking into your room one night, in your skimpy pjs, ready to hop into bed and go to sleep, when a hand reaches out from underneath and grabs your ankle. You shriek and try to yank away, but it holds tight, making you fall onto your ass. Another hand comes out, taking your other ankle.

It pulls you, your lower half disappearing under the bed, but thankfully, your torso is too big, and you can’t be pulled under any further. No matter, the monster can work with this. You feel your bottoms being ripped away, then your panties. Soon, your bare cunt is on display for whatever is lurking in the darkness.

You want to cry out, but as you part your lips, your legs are spread and a warm, wet tongue presses against your folds. Your breath hitches and your face turns red as the large tongue starts to lap up and down your slit, taking time to swirl around your hardening clit.

You can’t see what’s going on under the bed, but it feels so good, too good. You close your eyes and let it happen. The monster’s tongue pushes inside you, and it’s long and thick. It snakes its way to your g-spot and starts to thrust in and out.

One of your ankles is released and a clawed thumb presses against your clit and starts rubbing in quick circles. Your hips buck, your head is thrown back, and your back arches as your cunt is tongue-fucked and clit is stimulated at the same time.

It doesn’t take long for you to cum hard, shuddering as the monster draws out your orgasm. It lets you go, but you have a feeling that this is only the beginning of a strange relationship.

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pedge-page · 6 days ago

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Wifey doing a tiktok and dragging Joel to stand next to you as you start talking:

"So me and my current husband Joel..."

And Joel who wasnt paying attention immediately snaps into focus and looks at you confused.

"What?" You ask, trying to be serious.

He glances at the camera from the side before leaning in and asking softly. "Is it cuz i didnt get ya a pepsi slushi this mornin'? I can get ya one right now ..." he says worriedly.

You cant hide your cracking giggles bursting through your lips

#joel dealing with preggo wife

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For the people who literally feel the need to make these dumb fucking comments all the time to other writers, this is for you.

#if this looks stupid then congrats: thats you!#you do not pay for fan fic and nobody is forcing you to read it #so why do you hold fan fic writers to a higher level of scrutiny then multi million dollar tv and films that ALSO protray these topics?#are you writing to hbo max complaining that joel glorifies violence? no? yet you are PAYINg for that content?#oh? its fiction? you .. you know the difference between fact and fiction? i dont think you do.#otherwise you wouldnt be a hypocrite on here crying about fan FICTION writers needing to spoon feed you good moral values #if you dont feel influenced to do bad things just from tv shows and movies because you KNOW it isnt real #then you should use that same level of 1% brain power here #yall just wanna FEEL important

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Reed Richards: its my job to come to the inevitable process while exploring every avenue possible, that i must consider the potential risk of sacrificing my child in order to arrive at the best solution for the betterment of the world--

Joel:

#f4 spoilers #fantastic 4 spoilers #fantastic four #f4 #fantastic four spoilers #reed richards #pedro pascal #joel miller #tlou #last of us #the last of us

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hear me out…. joel going to TOWN on preggo wife’s pussy because he thinks it tastes different when she’s pregnant… and i’m talking going to TOWN on it. no mercy… licking.. slurping… it’s soak city down there… and he’s completely ignoring his painful hard cock to focus on his breathing not to drown in the damn wetness. okay.. maybe i got carried away.. IM HORNY DON’T LOOK AT ME.

Warnings: pussy eating, pussy pronouns, forced gasm, momma kink uh breeding ish idk im sleep

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It started after the first ultrasound.

Joel didn't say a word as you two drove home. You were busy gabbing on about girl and boy names and what the nursery will look like, and whether your baby would have Joels brown eyes and curls. He simply uttered a grunt of approval every so often.

It was all real: you two were having a baby.

So the flood of images raced through Joel's mind--your growing belly, milky tits, horny pussy...and the fact you were gonna be a Mommy to his Daddy?

He needed you. Carnally.

When the two of you got home, he scooped you up bridal, just like the day you were married.

"Oh-hey!" You shout, startled and clinging to his bicep. He didnt flinch at all, instead kicking the door through all the way and carrying you up to the bedroom.

You giggled and kicked your feet the whole way. When he plopped you on the bed, he wasted no time stripping you down to your bare ass. You spread your legs on instinct. "You're awfully thirsty today," you whistle. Cupping his jaw, Joel crawls over your body as you pull him closer, his lips pressed into your palm. His eyes were dark and low, sending shivers over your body.

"Christ baby, felt like i could smell you in the car whole way home."

"I was not... you cant possibly smell--"

But Joel wasnt listening. His eyes were trained on your center as he lifted one thigh over his shoulder.

You almost gasped as he put his bloodhound nose right at the apex of your slit and practically inhaled your insides.

"Joel," you whine.

He sits straight up. "Huh."

You sit up as well. "Huh?"

He doesnt respond. Just stares down at your glistening pussy with a sort of confusion. Then, he leans back down and inhales again. He prods your entrance with his finger like baker trying new batter experimentally before putting it in his mouth. His lips smack with a pop when he pulls his now sucked clean digit.

His brows raise, fascinated. "Oh."

"Oh??" You ask. Youre sitting up on your elbows just staring him down for any reason as to why your crowned prince Pussy Lickin Fiend is doing more thinking than eating right now. He doesnt aknowledge you, as if its just him and your pussy in the room right now.

He goes down again, this time shovimg his curbed snout tightly against your cunt.

Another deep breath in, your clit twitching against the bridge of his nose. His eyes flutter close and he sighs blissfully.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh my goooooooooddddd," he moans down there.

You fist your hands in his curls and yank his head up for some answers from Sniffy McGee. The force doesnt tickle him a bit: he looks up at you drunkenly with lidded lazy eyes and a lopsided grin.

"Listen Snuffleupagus, whats the hold up? Is it.... bad?" You ask, your voice getting soft at the end. Fuck... what if the bun in your oven makes the dough go sour?

"Its.... better," he hums, bringing his lips back down to suckle. "Baby i cant--mmmm--caunt descwibe ut--" his voice muffles into your sloppy crevice. "Fuck. Can ya get wetter for me? Huh baby momma? Gimme a little extra daddy juice--" two fingers begin twirling in and out of yout hole. Per his demand, a generous ooz of slick slides out. "Oooooohhhh thats my pretty momma, yeah--" he latched on again, suckling the slick clean. "Yeah baby--oh fuck yeah--"

He continues and repeats: scissoring your open and drinking you down like sap.

"Probably--just..." you let out a drawn out moan, head tilted to the heavens and eyes rolled to the back of your skull.

"Just...something...ate...morning...Fuck--jesus Joel--baby--please." Youre already quivering around his head.

"No baby, its cuz of this--" he places his palm flat across your belly. " cuz i put that goddamn baby in here and now im getting my treat." He started to suspect your taste had changed slightly over the last few weeks. But the reveal of your pregnancy only made him certain: pregnant pussy was to die for.

"I--you're making that up--"

"Hey!" He snaps "Dont you insult my pussy again."

"Your pussy?? I'm your wife!!"

"N' she's a goddamn member of this family too so you just let me love her up--"

Joel is relentless. He shakes his head side to side, ears clanking against your thighs, his tongue prodded deep inside. Grinding his boner into the mattress has never been more satisfying, just so long as he can keep his mouth on your delectable pregnant puss.

"Yeah--yeah baby... you gonna cum?" He sucks off your clit with a loud pop. "Gonna cum like a sweet little baby momma? Sweetest this pussy ever tasted--" mercilessly fucking you with the tip of his tongue, Joel makes sure to slurp up the mess spewing from your folds.

You shriek when he slaps your pussy lips repestedly with his fingers.

"Messy messy girl--mmmm!"

Your mouth is agape but no words escape. Only whimpers and moans of pleasure as he forces orgasm after mind bending, core shaking, soul rattling orgasm out of you.

When you wake, Joels head is wedged between yoyr thighs again ad he coaxes a morning cum out of you. You wail desperately.

Your pussy had never been this sore, not even after your wedding night. You could just feel how puffy and achy she is, but Joel doesnt seem to mind. Even as you try to pry his lips off, he wouldnt budge, locking his arms around your torso and suffocating his face into your mound.

"Joel! Fucking--breathe!" You command.

For once he actually hears you and pulld away just to suck air like he'd been under water for 30 minutes.

He blows out the juices stuck in his nostrils before going back in.

It lasted the whole weekend.

By sunday night, you locked yourself in the bathroom just to gently tender to your swollen cunt. Whimpers bubbled im your chest as you couldnt even touch it while scrubbing suds around your exceedingly sensitive petals.

Louds banging at the door startles you.

"Hey ... is she okay in there?" He asks through the panel.

You grit your teeth. "No. SHE is NOT."

He's silent for a moment before singing sincerely in a lighter voice, "i can kiss her better!"

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pedge-page · 8 days ago

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#this is also how Karen's are formed ngl #bunch o karens in the making on this site

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pedge-page · 9 days ago

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REED IS SO NEEEDDDYYYYY poor ben though hes all left out 😢

The In-Between and Never Quite

Reed Richards X Ben Grimm

College AU (In grad school)

Summary: Ben and Reed share an apartment getting their doctorate degree, and the heat goes out. To stay warm, they get in bed together. One things leads to another...

Warnings: Jerking off, rutting, Sue mention (no ones cheating) basic gay shit

"Jesus." Ben rubs his hands together before pulling gloves on over them. "We better be getting discounted rent for this shit."

"We won't." Reed replied plainly, turning on the stove burners under pots of water. The heat went out in their shared studio, but the gas still worked. He stands up after all the burners are lit. "We can't sleep with these on, of course, but at least we can heat the room up a bit."

"Never thought I'd be grateful for such a small room. Less space to heat."

"It is indeed the little things, isn't it?"

Ben hummed something none committal, pulling out a few boxes and spices. Finishing college had them on such a tight budget, but at least Ben knew how to season. Reed was quite picky, but over the last several years living together Ben learned what Reed liked. He always found a way to make Reed enjoy it. Which was good, because before Ben Reed could go days without eating or drinking water because he'd get so caught up in his studies. Ben was the one who reminded him he needed fuel too, not just space ships.

"Aye, you gonna go on another date with that chick?"

Reed shifted uncomfortably, scribbling on paper. "I don't know..." He mumbled, trying to act nonchalant. But Ben knew him too well; he was in fact incredibly chalant.

"You're doing equations for fun, Reed. Something's on your mind."

He didn't look up. "i fear there is something wrong with me. And I fear she is too good."

Ben sighed, stirring the literal pot, but ignoring the metaphorical one. "You deserve good too, buddy."

Reed didn't respond, simply reducing more equations down to x.

Ben could hear Reed shaking from his bed on the other side of the room.

"Jesus Reed. If you fucking ate breakfast every day like I tell you too, you'd have some fat to warm you up."

"I do, eat breakfast."

"Black coffee is not breakfast. Breakfast should be an experience, a meal, full of flavor and sitting down with family-"

"I am alright, Ben. Go to bed, we have that research project tomorrow, I'd like to be well rested."

"Oooooo yeah, I bet you wanna be well rested to see Susan."

"Hush." But his teeth were chattering.

Ben sat up, opening up his blanket. "Christ Reed, just get your ass in here."

Reed rolled over, looking at Ben with a quizzical expression.

"No big deal, we warm up, tomorrow the heat is fixed."

Reed still hesitated.

"You wanna impress Miss Storm, don't you?"

He sighed, but got up and crawled into Ben's bed, adding his own quilt to the pile. Bed felt a lot better with Reed in it. Warmer, he meant. Sure.

"It's because my bed is closer to the window." Reed says after getting settled. "Not because I don't eat breakfast."

Ben rolled his eyes. "Sure it aint. Get over here."

This time, Reed didn't hesitate to scooch back into Ben's arms. They were no strangers to physical affection; small apartment, there wasn't as much room as they would have liked. You get used to touch. Bumping into each other in the "kitchen" turns into sitting close together on the couch. Using the bathroom while someone showers turns into Ben rubbing ointment on Reed's shoulder. No big thing.

Ben liked caring for Reed. He liked feeding him, helping his pain, doing what he could when the panic attacks hit. He liked holding him, feeling him against his body and knowing he's warm. Knowing his body is calm and not keeping him up with calculations and thoughts and worries.

Reed was something precious to him, something he wanted to protect and keep safe and cherish. Reed had a goodness to him, and overwhelming love blackened by the darkness he insisted was inside. Ben wanted to protect him from all of that.

Restless as he usually was, Reed had laid fairly still in his arms. Until he shifted back a bit too far against Ben. He didn't mean to moan, he didn't bet Reed had just felt so good against him. Reed stiffened.

"Sorry-"

"Shit-" they said at the same time, both lying oh so still and holding their breath. The only sound in the room is echoing on the streets of New York.

Then, Reed moves again. It's intentional this time, and he feels Ben's hardness as the other man tries to squirm away. "Reed, whadareyuh-"

"Do you like it?" There's curiosity in his voice, not seduction, like Ben is another equation to work out.

His hand is still on his friends hip. "Reed," it's a warning.

"You do." A statement.

This time, when Reed's ass grinds against Ben's crotch, Ben doesn't even try to move as he moans. "Reed" breathy this time, a slight hump of his hips against his friend. it was involuntary, but a shutter ran through his body nonetheless.

Reed doesn't stop. "You can."

He's gritting his teeth. "I can what?"

"Touch me."

Ben sighs. "Are you lonely, is that it? Reed, you're a virgin for fucks sake, I ain't doing this to you."

A pause. Reeds hand goes to cover Ben's on his petite hip. "You always take care of me."

He nearly sputters. "So what, because I could for your skinny ass I'm supossed to fuck it?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Reed,"

"You don't want me?"

"I didn't say that."

Silence hung in the room, Reeds ass still pressed against Ben's aching cock. He wanted to. He wanted to feel Reeds body, to cover him, to let his hands wander everywhere a friends shouldn't. But this was Reed, innocent baby Reed, who'd probably finally lose it to a pretty girl like Susan the way he was supposed to. Sex with Reed would just complicate things between them, and they didn't need this right now.

"I want you. I like... I like when you touch me."

Ben had to stifle a groan in Reeds hair. He sounds so soft, so innocent, he wanted to wreck him and teach him every bit of pleasure loving hands could give him... that that wasn't in their cards.

"Touch yourself." He ordered.

"What?"

"I said touch yourself. I know you know how, don't think I don't hear you."

Reed tucked his face into the pillow a bit, but a shy smile was on his face. He touched himself over his sweatpants, making those sweet sound he thinks he's hiding late at night. In return, Ben thrust his hips up against Reeds ass with intention this time, feeling himself slide between his clothed cheeks.

It was quiet between them, but the love was no less. Close, closer then brother or friends but not quite lovers. Something in the in-between and never quite.

he intended to just stick to this, to rutting against Reed until they both got off, but he couldn't keep his hand from exploring. Reeds body was thin, but healthy. He was trying to get into shape, you needed strength to be an astronaut and had made progress over the summer but this final year had been taking a lot out of him. Still, muscle remained under his sweatshirt.

"So fuck'n pretty, Reed." He didn't want to say it out loud, but he did. Reed whimpered as his body shuttered. He thought so low of himself outside of his smarts, praise always made him smile just so.

He couldn't help but his neck, pressing gently until his cock began to pulse and climax and he sucked skin between his lips. The little sounds Reed made were incredible, gentle and wanton with a soft smile on his face illuminated by the light pouring in through the broken blinds. He really was so beautiful. When Reed came in his pants, Ben swore he saw his eyes roll back.

Ben pulled Reed close, body to boy, keeping him warm as he cooled from his high. In the morning, they would act like it never happened, Reed would be weird for a while, but they probably wouldn't address it. For now, however, Reed was his for the night.

He was right, they never talked about it. Reed acted off in the morning, but by the evening they were normal again. They never kissed or touched each other again, but he still rubbed ointment onto his shoulder.

When he went to class that day, under Reeds collar was a well-hidden hicky.

He would go on to another date with Susan, something she initiated at Ben's suggestion. A few years later, he'd propose to her and they'd be married. Ben loved Sue as his sister, her and Reed cared for each other in their own ways.

And on his wedding day, as he happily stood up on that alter with Reed, Sue, and Johnny, he looked at Reed's white collar and briefly wondered if there was a hicky hidden under there they there had been that next morning in grad school.

Reed locked eyes with him, and he knew they both were thinking on that night. Sometimes, he found moments with Reed remained charged, a quiet between them speaking more than they had though night.

Him and Reed never were, but they remained in the in-between.

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THANKS SO MUCH FOR REED-ING GUYS!!!!!!

I might have to make a follow up. up next if the f4 gang runs a train on you comment on this post to be tagged its got m/f m/m and f/f (thats right im writing f/f gang)

tagging my fwends that like gay shit and my usuals <3

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