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smutntrash-blog · 6 years ago
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Favors - Part Five (S)
(A/N: At this point, any smut having to do with this person is just gonna be part of this series, don't expect any conclusion lmao)
   You hadn’t been intimate with him in a long time, all too please his partner, but the lack of aggression he was getting out was visible and one day you finally just took the lead and let him do whatever he liked too you to satiate his inner beast. He starts by making sure it’s okay multiple times, and that's how you knew you weren’t going to necessarily enjoy all of it. You nodded regardless and he turns you over. He starts with several sharp hits to your ass, making you gasp and moan out in both pleasure and pain. The hits gave you depraved satisfaction but his heavy hands doubled the pain you were used too. After he wasn't done even following ten consecutive hits that had you whimpering you knew you weren't going to be able to sit for at least a while. His slaps continued until your ass was beaming red and he was cooing false sentiments. He kept soothing over the skin with soft touches and then giving a swift swat, adding to your torturous pleasure. He finally stopped, turned you around and asked you, “Are you gonna be a good girl for me?”
   You simply smirked and answered, “Maybe~” He growls and pulls down his pants to reveal his already stiff cock standing beautifully for you. He grips your hair harshly and pushes you toward it. 
   “Suck my cock like a good slut.” and you decide to put aside your brat and give in...this time. You start to take him in, giving the head extra attention and then pull off and give sloppy kisses to the whole shaft. He once again sharply tugs at your hair, guiding you harshly off the bed and onto your knees, all while grumbling, “I think I want you on your knees.” You once again comply, his figure now towering over you on a whole new level. You choke yourself with him and continue to shove as much of him as you cam down your throat until your eyes are streaming and your drool is running down your face. He guides you off of his shaft and guides your mouth to his balls where you instantly slurp one into your mouth and are rewarded with a  loud moan. You continue to tease him with harsh sucks on his sack and sloppy kisses on his shaft until he rips you away to stare into your watery eyes. He pulls you up and once again throws you over the bed. You inhale sharply as his hand wanders over your ass, and he chuckles and comments,” Your ass is purple.” before adding another slap. He teases himself by rubbing his cock through your cheeks and folds. As he feels himself about to release he pushes inside you painfully and bursts, filling you absolutely full with his cum. He chuckles lowly in your ear before removing himself slowly from your cunt. “Thanks, baby. Are you okay?”
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smutntrash-blog · 6 years ago
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Favors - Part Four (S)
Jesus christ I'm not ready so let's go.
(A/N: I'm not sorry, it's his fault I'm wet and now I have to write about it to deal with it)
You once again found yourself at their house. You were squeezed into the corner of the couch as he sat in between you and his partner. As the program went on, they cuddled closer, and even with your ever retreating form you still couldn't escape his touch. Whether it was an arm or a leg that was readjusted, you steadily moved backwards even with no place to retreat too. After the program was finished, they both started to prepare for bed, and as you did as well, but all the sudden he grabs your jaw and growls softly, "Why are you being a brat? I thought we went over this." You simply ignore and continue and he composes himself and bids you goodnight.
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You wake up to a hand on your mouth and him spitting harshly in your ear, "Don't make a fucking sound." you nod and he removes his hand from your mouth and instead wraps himself possesively around you. "You think you can be bad and get away with it? Hmm? I thought we went over this, you're *my* kitten, but I am not yours." you sneer and scoff at his statement, fighting his grip. He doesn't like that. He immediately wrestles you down and shoves his way in between your legs. " Oh really? So this is how you're gonna be? Alright." He wrenches you up and grabs a handful of your hair to pull back your head and expose your neck. He refreshes all your old bruises and adds plenty more to you already cluttered collection of his bruises." Do you remember what I said I wanted last time? " you nod shyly and he immediately pulls down his pants and underwear. You obediently fall to your knees and shuffle forward. You let a drop of spit fall from your lips and then start giving open mouthed kisses and kitten licks to his length. You suck sharply on his tip and then ram him down your throat. You earn a hiss and then more gutters sounds as you continue. You're pulled off of him with a pop and you stare with watery eyes as he says, "I've done enough for you slut, get yourself off using me." and you immediately slip off your own bottoms and climb over him. As you line up to sink down, he grabs your thighs as pushes you down, making you sink fully onto him, making you squeak at the pain. Your body never got used to the stretch of his girth, and you started riding him quickly to work off the delicious pain he gave your body. You curled your fingers into his hair and threw your head back, letting out soft broken moans as you wanted him you were close. He immediately sinks his fingers into your waist and starts to slam up into you, making you shake and cry out as you cum around him. He follows with a sharp curse and as you two pant he grabs your hair once again, pulling your forehead to his. "Do you know your place now? Pet?"
I'm actually mad because I wrote this once and it deleted so I had to write it again and it came out worse than the first time 🙃
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smutntrash-blog · 6 years ago
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Favors-Part Three (S)
Okay so after my last part I thought of good ass shit and therefore part three.
Warnings: Degradation and Praise, Spit Pink, Creampie, car sex, risky sex, marking kink, dirty talk, general filth and my dreams on a page basically
(A/N: bless my supervisor for giving me his jacket I sleep naked in it every night🙃🤙)
After the last time you two were together, work was normal. Sometimes you'd take breaks together, but it would never go past friendly even if you tried to push his buttons nothing would ever break his work persona. And believe me, you tried. You acted cutesy, you acted bratty, you did everything you could to set him off and he never even gave you much as a second glance after an arched brow or a curious look. One day, you two decided to go to lunch together and you were casually pouting in his passenger seat while he drove. He pinches your thigh making you jolt up and look at him.
"Why are you being a brat? Hmm?" He asks, throwing a glace your way. You simply did a slow blink in his direction and then sneered, turning you attention back out the window and your mood back to sour. All the sudden the car jerks you as he sharply turns and speeds up.
"Where are you going?" you question a little worried.
He throws a dirty look your way and replies, "You need to get taught a lesson and you're too loud to fuck at work during the day." That immediately sets you back in your seat as he drives to an unknown destination. When you stop, you're in a secluded area and he immediately looks at you and orders you," Get in the backseat." You start to retort but he grabs your jaw and tells you," I said in the fucking backseat brat." and that makes you shut up and scramble back. He slaps your ass hard as you climb through and you whimper out a moan. He grabs your thighs to keep you in place while still hovered over the console. He starts spanking you, alternating every blow making you moan and cry out. You hear his sounds of approval and after making your ass sting so bad you fear sitting again he let's you go to finally finish your journey. He follows and immediately lowers himself over you. You stop him with a hand to his chest and he immediately snatches it away and holds your wrist. He snatches your other wrist as well and transfers them into one of his palms, effectively holding you down. In this position your chest is raised and his star of attention. He pinches your nipples through your shirt and is slowly leaving a trail of bite marks and hickies down your throat working to the column of skin that would bring him to your chest. You want him to bruise your entire being with his purple blossoms but he stops and let's go of you. "I don't have to hold you down while your knees are on my shoulders." and he moves to pull your bottoms. He yanks off your panties with them and wrenches open your knees. You try to close your legs in embarrassment but his broad shoulders are already in the way keeping them stuck open. He hunkers to be face to face with your dripping core and a t t a c k s. He bites and sucks and slurps and tounges you into a state of gaze and right as your legs start to shake with the promise of release he stops and sits up to hover over you. He delivers a slap to your soaked cunt and as you writhe beneath him he bites your earlobe and whispers to you, "Did you think I was gonna let you cum that easy?"
You whine and grip his shoulders, begging him to let you release and he sneers at you. "Who gives a fuck, you brat." and you shut up. Nothing but your small tremors breaking the stillness. He looks you up and down and then orders you, "Take off you shirt and bra." and you quickly scramble to obey. You shyly cover yourself but he is quick to stop your hands and go to work. You moan and keen as he leaves trails of his mark everywhere his mouth can touch. He pinches and pulls and the bruised skin and your peaked nipples as you scratch up and down his covered back and pull af his hair. Finally he comes face to face with you and stares in your eyes.
"Open."
You automatically drop your jaw and let your tounge hang out of your mouth. He spits into your mouth and you know you are the most submissive you will ever be and that in this moment he could order anything and you'd give it. "My cock is throbbing little girl, what are you gonna do about it. Huh Kitten? Are you gonna use that tight little slutty pussy squeeze around me? Or are you gonna choke on my shaft while I mouthfuck you so deep you can't breathe?" You feel stupid and sluggish at this point, your mind hazy and stupid with lust. He simply chuckles and slaps your face." My dumb little slut. It's a good thing you look so good fucked out, but next time I want to feel your throat around my dick you got it?" You nod and he smirks, moving to enter you. He slides down and looks at you. "What a cute little pussy. Are you gonna be a pretty little cumdump for me?" You keen as he asks you and try to move your hips. He delivers another harsh slap to your core and then bends your legs even farther open. "I know you're a flexible little slut, it doesn't matter what way I bend you huh?" You shake your head feverently as he bends your knees up your chest and he probes your opening with his dick. "Fuck you look so good splayed like an obedient Kitten." and then he plunges in with one thrust. You arch your back and cry out at the delicious pain. "But you're not good are you? That's why you're getting this punishment. Because you refuse to be obedient for one fucking day." You struggle to keep your hands off him knowing you'll leave some pretty nail marks if you don't and you just take it as tears gather in the corner of your eyes.
"Too big..... Too big... " you chant dumbly as you feel him overfill you with every thrust. You may be bigger in other ways but there was one exception to your body.
"Fuck... Just lie there and take my cock. Just fucking take it all in your perfect little pussy while I fuck up your guts for anyone else who wants to touch you." He grabs your jaw and forces you to look at him "Who do you belong too little girl, hmm?"
"You" you chant weakly as he holds your throat instead. His thrusts grow harsher and more sloppy and suddenly he bottoms out and fills you with his seed. You whimper at the warmth flooding your body. After you both catch your breath and he once again looks into you eyes. "You're gonna be good for the rest of the day. Whem we get back if anyone asks about the hickies, you say you had a random dick appointment. You will hold my cum inside you like a good kitten for the rest of the day and if you follow the rules you'll get a reward."
And just like that you two are dressed and on your way back with an evil plan already circulating in your brain.
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smutntrash-blog · 6 years ago
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Favors - Part Two (S)
Warnings: All the sex, all the swearing. Creampie, domination, work sex, lowkey asshole aloofness
(A/N - I would just like to personally thank my supervisor for being so fucking hot that I have to stoop to this depraved level. Thanks.)
After you had left that night, you had tried your hardest to not be awkward at work and eventually you two fell back into your bantering pattern. You two always had weird and stupid conversations, usually making his entire face turn red either of laughter or embarrassment and seeing him turn the different shades or pink and red was always a fun game for you so you liked to poke fun at him. One particular conversation led to you telling him you thought there's was no way he could be a top.
He simply turned pink, but then raised an eyebrow and said, "If you make a sale I'll tell you." The night came to a close and you hadn't made a sale but you still being curious hung around and then confronted him.
"I may not have made a sale but I want an answer." you declare.
"Uh, yea?" he looks at you confused.
"Yes I was right you're not or yes you are one?" you question him.
Suddenly the confusion clears from his face and he goes, "Oh, yes I am. A top." Now it's your turn to look confused.
"Really? I didn't expect that." you tell him.
His look morphs into something hard as he stares at you darkly and asks, "And why's that?"
You're still blankly are staring off into space as you answer him, so you don't notice his change in demeanor or his presence slowly creeping closer. "Well I guess I see it sometimes like when you set your jaw to get all serious, or when you're telling me to do something, but usually you're such a cute little marshmallow I just can't—!" you're suddenly cut off by him pushing you against a desk. Hes practically glaring down at you as he looms over you, making you sit back on the desk to avoid his ever growing presence.
You squeak and push on his chest but it your feeble attempt does nothing as he presses himself against you and growls in your ear, "I'll show you a fucking top." You squeak and try to talk but he grips your throat with one of his hands and pulls your face close to his. "you are not gonna make any godamn sounds except you screaming my fucking name and moaning as loud as you damn can do you understand?" Your face blooms red like his so often did as you nod your head. He seems satisfied with that, moving his hand from your throat to your waist, tugging you off and then turning you around and shoving you over. "You are gonna take my fucking cock like a good girl, bent over this desk like a slut and when I cum inside you, you are gonna say thank you and then we will go to work tomorrow as normal unless I decide you need to be put in your place again and then I will fuck you in the handicap bathroom do you understand me." He growls this in your ear, leaning his body over yours, making you feel his broad frame pressed against your back. You only nod once again and he takes that as a enough of a yes for him and pushes your face down by your back, then kicks your feet apart and pulls down your leggings to your thighs and you hear his pants rustling. You jolt as you feel a hand on your core but he pulls away and chuckles. "I was gonna help you out but it seems you really don't need any. It's good thing I don't either." He runs his tip across your soaked folds and you already let a small moan slip, feeling how hot and hard he is. He starts to slip in, and you drop your head into your arms, feeling the delicious stretch. He bottoms out and you sigh, feeling yourself so full you fear you might break but he gives you no rest, immediately starting to pound into you, his hipbones digging into your ass with every unforgiving thrust. You can do nothing but lie there and take it, screaming and sobbing his name to the gods as he absolutely destroys you in the best way. He grips your hips, making the push and pull even more intense, surely leaving bruises by the deep way his fingertips dig into your flesh. You fling a hand back and grip one if his wrists, screaming as you cum around him, your walls hugging his cock so tight he can barely move, but he doesn't care about being gentle with you, he cares about proving his point so he only works his harder, his thrusts becoming more punishing as you sob into the desk, overstimulation taking your mind as you turn into a drooling mess. Your dripping pussy is still spasming around him and he digs his short nails into your hipbones as he bottoms out and spills into you. You whine as you feel his hot cum splashing into you and he holds himself as deep as he can, panting above you. He let's go of you, removing himself from you and you hear his pants being pulled back on. You struggle to right yourself and then stand on trembling legs as he looks you up and down and simply says, "I'll see you tomorrow."
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smutntrash-blog · 6 years ago
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Favors - Part One (S)
This is only part one! I will fs do a part two that involves smut but this is more angst.
TW: Mentions of Testosterone, mentions of transgender, (I do apologize I call the transitioning person by their born gender just to differentiate characters)
You were friends with a couple. A close couple. You had always admired one, jealous of her. Her partner was one to be revered. Boyish in appearance, though peaking interest when he stretched showing off muscled arms you could imagine holding you down, or when he was cross or telling you an order the submissivness that would immediately spread through your body. He payed no mind to you though. You always chatted as friends but he was quick to move onto others. When he did give an extra but of attention to you, you lavished in it like a flower in the sun. Needless to say, you had a crush. But you knew it must always be hidden so you always made sure to ask about his partner and make yourself be happy for them. One day however, you and him got in a serious talk. Talking about his struggles with mental health and how he needed to put hers first because she wanted to be a he and therefore they came first. While you both agreed and disagreed you kept or to yourself and tried to help in the shadows until you did. You found a doctor who could diagnose them with gender-dysphoria and have them on their way to taking T and becoming a person they would finally feel comfortable in. As happy as you were things were (hopefully) looking up in their household, you still had that seed of jealousy you tried to tuck deep away. Until one day..... Out of gratitude they invite you over. Just to chat, to get to know each other, etcetera, and then it happened. As you were leaving his partner called out to you. They said,
"I know you like him."
You freeze. You turn....... You stare.
"It's okay. We're grateful. And slightly open.... And" they beckon him with a finger. "He will do whatever you want.... For a single night only." and he starts walking towards you. He stands in front of you. Absolutely towering over you as you shyly cower in front of him. As you peer up to look at his face you see it set with hard eyes that make you want to melt.
You tremble as you firmly say, " no. I can't..... " and turn away to continue walking. A hand encircles your wrist and you tug it away quickly from his burning grip, teary eyed you stare at him. He seems stunned and stops, and then retreats to stand with his lover by the doorway. He can't look you in the eye as his face burns red and she looks at you coldly. She hmphs a 'pity' and you turn once again to this time flee. You don't notice how his eyes steadily watch your retreat and his face falls even more as the door closes with a finality.
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