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she told me she wanted to be treated like a princess
therefore i locked her up in a tower, gagged and ruined where i abused her over and over
fairy tale enough ?
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TW: CORNY AF
My wife and I had DISGUSTING dirty talk during sex last night. Like totally fucking depraved. She came 4 times and it was like each orgasm was a catalyst to push boundaries even further.
Afterwards when we were cleaning up, it was clear to me that she was in her feelings about how depraved we were. I held her in my arms and said "Hey, it's okay. You're my princess and I will always be your safe space to express whoever you want to be in the moment. My heart is your permanent home." She held me for about 15 seconds in silence as I rubbed her back, and I sent her back to bed with a lingering forehead kiss.
This morning she just said "Thank you" with a smile that instantly conveyed what she was referring to without anything else.
After care is so important, folks. Your girl can be a total whore for you, but she's still a human being who needs to be reminded that her depravity doesn't define her and that she is deserving of love beyond objectification.
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I love our laundry room and that it's so close to our kitchen. When I get horny I just drag her into it while our daughter is distracted in the living room. I turn on the dryer for noise, bend her over, and make her cum in about 5 minutes then we go on with our day.
I rarely cum during these because all I really want to do is feel her warmth wrapped around me as she pushes her hips back to take it deeper.
Eventually she'll push back furiously before stiffening up as her orgasm floods her senses and she can't think, let alone move on her own. That's when I take over, squeeze her hips, and pound into her like she's trying to get away.
Love watching her pull up her panties in a flustered mess as I kiss her "thank you" and she just waves at me in a discombobulated sigh and returns to being a sexy little housewife and mom.
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Back It Up
Pairing: Thunderbolts!Bucky Barnes x Thunderbolts!Female Reader
Summary: Bucky is hot and fucks like a God.
Word Count: Over 1.2k
Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral sex (m. and f. receiving), dirty talk, flirting, slight feels, possessive behavior, BDE, aftercare mention, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).
A/N: Based on an anon ask. Happy Moanday. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky who is hot and fucks like a God.
Bucky who is confident again, similar to the swagger he had in the 40’s, but a bit more rough around the edges to add to his appeal.
Bucky who knew you were his the second he laid eyes on you and swears the world is a little brighter when you’re nearby, so he gives you a smile instead of his trademark grumpy stare.
Bucky who also gets hard when you’re close to him and has palmed himself under the table because he so desperately wants to be inside you.
Bucky who wants you and only you, wants you on your knees for him, wants to get on his knees for you, wants to split you open on his cock and make you scream his name, but wants to tease you first.
Bucky who will run his fingers through his hair or toussle it when you’re in his line of sight because you once said he looked like a fucking prince. “Every prince needs a princess, right? You wanna be my princess?”
Bucky who, whether he’s in his tactical gear or uniform, sees the way you shamelessly check him out and hides his smirk when he “catches” you looking. “Isn’t polite to stare, sweetheart, but you can look all you want.”
Bucky who will purposely walk around in only a pair of low hanging gray sweatpants when he knows it’s just the two of you, unashamed of his body or scars, especially when your pupils dilate with lust. “You know, I almost went with black, but…” he trailed off, arching his back and thrusting his hips forward so you could see the very clear outline of his cock before he left the room.
Bucky who will keep his eyes on you when he eats, letting you see every drag of his tongue and lick of his lips as he savors the taste of his meal. “Bet your pussy tastes like heaven,” he says so low you swear you imagined it.
Bucky who wrapped a hand around your throat once during sparring to see how you’d respond, and he was pleasantly surprised when he heard you whimper and smelled your arousal. “I have something you can really choke on,” he whispered, letting you go and leaving you hot and bothered on the mat.
Bucky who didn’t think taking a jacket off could be sexy until he heard you whisper, “Fuck me”, to which he responded in a low voice full of promise, “Soon.”
Bucky who likes to think he can dish it as much as he takes it, but nearly busts down your door when he hears you moaning his name and fucking yourself with your fingers. “My dirty girl,” he says fondly, proudly.
Bucky who can’t take it anymore when you’re bent over in front of him, stretching and looking back at him with a smile while his eyes greedily roam your body. “Think you help me stretch, Barnes, or are you all talk?”
Bucky who snapped, tore through your legging and underwear like paper, and put you on all fours. “Oh, I’ll help you stretch,” he promised, breaching your wet heat with a finger and smirking when you tightened around him. “With my tongue and fingers first before you get my cock.”
Bucky who ate you out from behind, his fingers digging into your flesh as you pushed back against his face to feel more of the delicious burn from his salt and pepper scruff. “You really do taste like heaven, sweetheart, but be patient,” he warned, slapping your pussy for good measure. “You’ll get yours and I’ll get mine.”
Bucky who nearly came in his pants when you made a mess all over his face, crying out his name as he kept fucking you with his tongue and fingers and only stopped so he could put you on your back and see your dazed expression. “Good girl screaming my name,” he praised, hearing you whine when he shoved his pants and underwear down. “Do it again when you come on my cock.”
Bucky who let you taste yourself on his tongue before he pushed inside you, both of you moaning at the feeling of being one and him having to stay still for a second at the way you clamp around him like a vice. “Greedy cunt doesn’t want to let me go,” he rasped, and he understood since he didn’t want to leave your body.
Bucky who set a hard, deep pace and alternated between pinning you down and letting you pull his hair and grip his back. “Letting me fuck you bare because you know you’re mine,” he groaned, and he couldn’t wait to paint your walls with his release and really make you his.
Bucky who lightly bit your neck and breasts and touched every inch of you that he could, wanting to leave marks on you, before putting your legs on his shoulders and fucking you like his life depended on it. “Look at me. Keep those pretty eyes on me,” he ordered, wanting to see your face twist in pleasure as you took his cock over and over again.
Bucky who teased your clit and smiled when you keen. “I told you you’ll get yours,” he reminded you when you clenched around him and soaked his cock more. “So scream my name when you come for me.”
Bucky who said your name through his teeth when you screamed his name like a mantra and gushed around him. “Good. Fucking. Girl.” he gritted as he fucked you through it, taking your hand to keep you grounded when he saw the fog in your eyes.
Bucky who couldn’t resist when you begged through your gaze, “Come in me, Bucky.” and roared like an animal with his release, flooding your insides and keeping his hips flush against yours so he didn’t waste a drop.
Bucky who collapsed on top of you to kiss you again and stayed deep inside you as he thought about how he was going to fuck you all over again.
Bucky who knew he had his equal when you smiled against his lips and asked, “Think you can make me choke before you fuck me again?” and was torn between pulling out of you and staying nice and deep where he belonged.
Bucky who grudgingly pulled out because he had to see what you looked like with your lips wrapped around him. “That’s it, sweetheart. Choke on me,” he urged when you cleaned off your mixed release with a happy moan and kept your pretty eyes on him.
Bucky who put you on all fours again because he had to finish inside of your dripping cunt. “We’re just getting started,” he promised.
Bucky who didn’t stop until you were a whimpering, boneless mess and carried you to your bathroom after so he could take care of you. “So beautiful. So good for me,” he whispered, praising you because he’s a gentleman at heart and he will give you the aftercare you deserve.
Bucky who held you like something precious and kissed your forehead. “I’ve got you,” he whispered and smiled when you whispered back, “And I’ve got you.”
Bucky who is insatiable, able to sleep easier because you’re in his arms, and happy.
So... yeah. Happy Moanday. Love and thanks for reading!❤️
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commanding her not to cum, only for myself to forcefully make her cum then punishing her for disobeying by overstimulating her until she passes out
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Making her moan is nice and all. But have you ever heard her in borderline tears from how good it feels? Only able to take small quick breaths before she can’t help but exclaim how good it feels. Nails in your back but she cums too quick to even scratch you. She’s so sensitive you make her cum again. and again. and again. You can’t help but chuckle, this is light work.
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she’s already shaking, already soaked, already so fucked-out she can barely hold herself up
but that doesn’t matter. not when she still has more to give
fingers deep inside her, curling slow, then fast, then slow again
cruel, deliberate, unrelenting
she gasps, claws at the sheets, and then she breaks, hips jerking as she cums with a strangled cry
again
i don't give her time to breathe. my mouth replaces my fingers, tongue dragging over her clit, lips sucking, teeth grazing just enough to make her jolt
she’s sensitive. too sensitive. her whole body bucks, but i hold her down, tasting her desperation, swallowing every shudder
again
her pleas are incoherent now. just slurred words and gasps between cries
“no- please- wait- i can’t- ”
but her body tells a different story. it knows what to do. it clenches, it pulses, it grinds against my face like it’s begging for more
so i give her more
again
i flip her over, shove her knees apart, cock sliding in deep. she’s already twitching, overstimulated, ruined
but i fuck her like she isn’t. like she didn’t already cum half a dozen times. like she was made for this. like that cunt exists to be broken open
again
she cums mid-sentence, voice cracking on a moan. tears streaming down her face, drool slick on her lips. her body gives in before her mind can catch up
and then i bring out the toy
press it to her swollen clit and she screams. thrashes. sobs. begs me to stop. but she’s still so pretty when she breaks
and i’m not done
again
and again
until her thighs won’t stop twitching
until her voice is gone
until her body gives out beneath me
and even then, even then, i don’t stop
she’ll cum her brains out for me
over and over and over
until she forgets who she is
and remembers only this :
mine
mine
mine
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wrapping my arm around your delicate neck in order to choke you with my bicep while repeatedly thrusting into you from behind as i forcefully fuck you against the wall
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