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frogsarecoolandsoamj · 2 years

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Aged up! Billy and Stu x reader fic!

warnings: smut, foul language, knives, getting cut, blood, anal, vaginal sex, squirting, reader uses she/her pronouns, nicknames (ex: princess, sweetheart, pretty girl etc.) being recorded, dubious consent, oral both male and female receiving, choking, hair pulling, blackmail (kinda?) reader is also younger then both men. Oh and spanking

a.n: this took so fucking long, so I hope y’all enjoy

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You didn’t mean to get stuck in this predicament. Albeit an enjoyable one, with Mr. Loomis touching you and Mr. macher recording the whole thing on his phone. “This is what happens when pretty little sluts wanna get into someone else’s business, they get their pretty pussy played with until they’re all dumb and drooling, this is what you wanted huh? You wanted to get caught? Answer me princess, or I’ll stop playing with your cute little cunt.” Mr. Loomis growled into your ear.

This had all started when the 25th anniversary of the Woodsboro killings that were put to a stop due to Mr. Loomis and Macher having to kill Neil Prescott, which was the father of Mr. Billy Loomis’ late girlfriend Sidney. Another person killed was Mr. Macher’s girlfriend, a girl named Tatum, who was officer Dewey’s little sister. Billy and Stu (Mr. Loomis and Macher’s first names) were able to live through the brutal murders of Neil Prescott and survive to tell the tale, but you had suspicions. You’ve always had.

When the anniversary was announced to take place a Stu Macher’s old house where it all happened, your friend begged you to go with “Come on! It’ll be fun, I promise! It gives us a reason to go somewhere and meet them! You have to admit, they’re both SOOO hot!” Your friend squealed. You reluctantly agree to go, only because this could give you the opportunity to actually find out if those men were telling the truth from 25 years ago. Once you got there your friend rushed you into the house, where you were greeted by almost everyone from the town, including kids and even the elderly talking amongst themselves and having fun, you just didn’t understand how anyone could feel safe where gruesome murders had happened. You had gotten distracted and your friend was no where to be seen. So you took this as an opportunity to go and investigate the house a little. This led you to go into the house’s garage, where Tatum had been murdered by Mr. Prescott.

You quietly snuck in and shut the heavy door behind you. You turn on the lights and look around. It was clear to you that not much had changed for the past 25 years. The place had been collecting dust and once you looked over to the garage door, you saw what seemed to be where Tatum had been murdered. You knew that she had tried to escape through a doggie door, and was crushed, but my god it felt surreal to be in the same place where she was murdered. It made you feel absolutely sick and uneasy. You walked up to the doggie door cautiously and observed it. You kept reminding yourself ‘a girl lost her life here, and we’re throwing a party, she was murdered, so many people were murdered here and we are throwing a party.’ You finally got the the doggie door and bent down towards it, lightly touching against its frame. It made you feel even sicker and you felt like you were gonna cry. Once you finally stood up to walk away you heard his voice.

“Checking out the garage? You know, we have food in the kitchen.” You jerk your head around to look Billy Loomis smirking at you, one of his eyebrows now quirked up at you questionally. You felt uncomfortable, obviously. “Or are you just snooping around?” He teased leaning against the door frame, holding a beer bottle. You felt your face heat up and you look away.

“I’m sorry sir, I was just curious. I know what happened here in this garage and just wanted to see, wasn’t trying to be disrespectful.” You blabber out a bit. You heard him chuckle, which made your stomach flutter for whatever gross reason. You didn’t want to get flustered around this man, there was something wrong with him, and you knew it. As you were in your head for a moment he had already walked up to you, now infront of your face, almost blocking you from the door.

“Sir? There’s no need for that dear, you can just call me Billy.” He said with a sly smile. He held out his hand, which you took after looking at him with slight scrutiny. You shook his big hand, and he quietly laughed under his breath. “Anyways,” you stammer out, feeling like the atmosphere just got super heavy all of a sudden. “I should head back inside.” You say with a slight nod to the door, backing away from him and moving past him. He let you as you walked to the door. You felt his eyes stare at your back as you left. You felt uncomfortable during that whole interaction, yet you also felt excited, and kind of… turned on? No, nope, you’re just imagining things. You try to reason with yourself as you walk away from the door. You look upstairs to see the Party host himself, Stu Macher, coming down. You watched him look at his phone then around the room then at you. You’re eyes locked and he grinned. He made a beeline straight towards you.

“Nice to meet ya! Welcome to the party!” He says with open arms, in a welcoming way. His grin was big, and he had a handsome face too, even if we was 42, he and Billy aged well.

“I thought this was an anniversary sir?” You questioned him. He dropped his arms and chuckled and scratched his chin, and you felt someone staring at you again. But before you could turn to look behind you Mr. Macher started to talk.

“Yeah, but I think the word party is easier and more light hearted than ‘ Anniversary of the day a guy murdered a bunch of kids and died. ‘ you know?” He made a good point, making you feel kind of like an idiot. He laughed at your embarrassment, but not in a mean way. “ aw come on, lighten up. You look like Billy, he’s always got his panties in a bunch.” He jokes.

“I don’t think it’s appropriate to talk about underwear in front of such a young girl Stu.” Mr. Loomis said, now behind the you. You felt your stomach drop as Mr. Macher nods a bit. “That’s true, my apologies. Billy always has this looked like someone pissed in his cereal. Is that better?” Mr. Macher laughs again and you turn to see Mr. Loomis roll his eyes and then look at you with a grin which made you jerk your head away in embarrassment. You were kind of sandwiched between these two men and you could feel people staring a little bit. “Um, Mr. Macher-“

“You can call me Stu, princess.” You felt your legs shut a little at that nickname. You gulped down your unease and your slight arousment as you look back up at Mr. Macher’s face. “Stu,” you say cautiously. “Uh, can you tell me where the bathroom may be?” You asked. You felt a slight movement behind you and Mr. Macher look behind you. “Yeah princess, it’s upstairs to your right, second door.” He answers. You rush upstairs to get away from all the noise and go into the bathroom and lock the door. You look yourself in the mirror, you felt gross for getting all worked up by two men who you were sure had more to do with the murders. But here you were, your core slightly throbbing and your face all heated up and feeling stupid.

After a few minutes of calming yourself down you quietly leave the bathroom and start to head down the hallway until you hear Mr. Loomis’ voice in one of the rooms. You quietly tip toe to the cracked open door and listen while having your back against the wall next to it.

“You gotta admit, that girl was cute, she got all embarrassed when you called her princess. Fuck, the way your legs clamped together was adorable.” You heard him growl. He was talking to Mr. Macher in there, you knew it.

“Yeah she is pretty cute, you ever get her name?” Mr. Macher asks, and you pull out your phone to start recording this conversation. “No, but I’ll found out, she used to go to our old high school, you know? And Just before she came up here she was snooping in the garage, said she was curious about Tatum’s death in there.” Mr. Loomis said while walking around the room. You could hear his footsteps get closer to the door, which made you tense up.

“Tatum, huh? You think she’s gotta hunch about us? She wasn’t even alive when killed those assholes.” Mr. Macher said, making you drop your phone almost. Part of you felt like this wasn’t real and this was a trap and the other part felt slightly prideful. Because you were right.

“Shut the fuck up. Someone could fucking hear us for gods sake. I don’t need you blabbering that stupid fucking mouth of yours with the door open. Anyone could be listening. “ Mr. Loomis was now walking towards the door and was about to shut it, but froze when your phone went off with a fucking notification. Your blood froze as you felt both of the men in the room go silent.

You looked over as Mr. Loomis pummeled himself through the doorway and frantically look around and finally make eye contact with you. You were still holding your recording phone like a dear in headlights. His mouth was slightly open and he now was leaning against the doorway with a slight scoff. You stop recording and shove your phone in your pocket and smile sheepishly. “Hi?” You say awkwardly with a shake in your voice.

“Hi.” He answers darkly. He grabs you swiftly and before you can even process it your shoved into the room both murderers were in as you were shoved against the wall by Mr. Loomis. “Wanna explain what you were doing?” His grip tightening against your arms, making you squirm and whimper slightly. Mr. Macher now over Mr. Loomis’ shoulder staring at you as he locks the door with a sick smile. “I know what you did!” You blabber out, trying to kick against Mr. Loomis and wiggle away. “ you guys murdered all of them, you guys are monsters, you’re fucking psycho-“ you were cut off by by Mr. Loomis slapping one of his hands against your mouth.

“You’re gonna shut that pretty fucking mouth of yours or I’m gonna have to cut out that cute little tongue, you hear me?” He asks, his face now in yours, and you could feel his breath against your cheeks and neck. Mr. Macher was grabbing something off of a chair in the room but you couldn’t see what it was. You look back at Mr. Loomis and bite his hand, hard. “Ow, you fucking little bitch.” He curses, and your try to escape his grip but he grabs you by your hair and throws you to the ground making you yelp out of pain and surprise and was now looking over you. His hand was now bleeding and you smirk and fill up with a bit of pride. He kneels down and grabs your chin roughly and makes you stare at him. “Listen here you nosey little bitch, you wanna run your damn mouth and be a fucking ditz like Sydney was, I’ll fucking kill you like I did her.” He threatens. Tears are now spilling from your eyes as you feel Stu sit down next to you on the floor and look at Mr. Loomis.

“Or, we can shut her up a different way Billy. She’s gotta cute mouth.” You felt your blood freeze one more as you look up at him through hazy and watered eyes.

“What?” You asked dumbly. Once you blink away the tears, you see Mr. Macher with a phone. His phone. Mr. Loomis chuckles and grabs against your thighs, making you squeal. “Good idea Stu. I think we could shut her up a different way.” He grins as he subconsciously licks his lips.

“Hold still pretty girl or else.” You winced at the cold metal now placed against your neck and you heard the small beep of the recording button go off. Mr. Loomis was now eyeing your leggings and started to pull them off of your body.

“What the hell are you doing-“ you squeaked out before Mr. Macher moved the knife slightly, more to scare you.

“Shhh princess, don’t wanna have to cut this pretty little throat, then we won’t be able to fuck it. And that would be a shame.” He says with a smile in his voice. You felt gross when your body reacted to the nickname as he now straddled you from behind and Mr. loomis ripped off your leggings. “Well, well, well.. looks like someone wanted this.” Mr. Macher teased, his phone leaning in slightly to zoom at your clothed cunt.

“You’re so fucking pretty down there.” Mr. Loomis growled. He grabbed the fat of your thigh harshly, enough to leave bruises and flipped you onto your stomach, causing the wind to be knocked out of you. He grabbed your hip and lifted your ass up. “Stay.” He commanded. You obliged with a slight whimper that didn’t go unnoticed by Mr. Macher who still had the phone recording.

“Aw, what’s wrong princess? Scared?” Mr. Macher teases grabbing your chin with his free hand after tossing the knife to the floor and making you stare into the camera as Mr. loomis starts to unbuckle his pants. “Now don’t make too much noise, we still have a party going on downstairs, unless you want people to hear how much of a slut you are. Be a good girl.” Mr. Macher coos as he slips his thumb into your mouth making you suck on it. “Good fucking girl.” He praises with a groan. You heard the noise of a belt buckle jingling and then felt a harsh slap against your ass. This causes you to jolt up more into Mr. Macher’s lap as you whimper trying not to yelp out. Then you felt a hand caressing against your ass, and then another slap from the belt.

“Naughty fucking bitch.” Mr. Loomis growls as he strikes your ass again with his belt. It made a loud noise as you whimpered and held onto Mr. Macher’s shirt to ease the pain. Mr macher finally popped out his thumb out of your mouth and brushed against your hair to comfort you as Mr. Loomis struck you again. Harder. “Fucking naughty slut, you fucking need a punishment. This is what you fucking deserve.” You cry out when he grabs you off of Mr. Macher and takes both of your arms to tie them behind your back with his belt. You could feel his painfully hard erection against your chest too, which makes you moan slightly. Mr. Loomis grabs your face to make you look into the camera as Mr. Macher unzips his pants and you could see a tent in his boxers. You could feel yourself getting wetter at the second. God, what is wrong with you? You’re letting yourself get toyed by monstrous killers, and you fucking loving it. Mr. Macher stands up and walks over to you, pulling down his boxers. His cock slapped against your cheek, making you gasped out as both men laugh at your reaction.

“What’s wrong Princess, never had a dick in your mouth?” Mr. Macher teases, “I can change that.” He takes his tip and presses against your lips. “Suck.” He demands. Before you could you felt the cold piece of metal against your skin once more . You look down to see Mr. Loomis lightly grazing you with the knife Mr. Macher had earlier. Your eyes widen in fear and before you can say anything, Mr. Macher slaps you, getting your attention back to him with a gasp. “I gave you a command, do it or Imma let Billy fucking cut you up like the piece of meat that you are.” He growls with a smirk. You cry out in protest at the feeling of Mr. Loomis letting the knife cut against your thigh, letting Mr. Macher finally enter inside your mouth with a satisfied groan once the tip finally popped in. He jerked his hips making him go deeper inside your mouth, making you gag when he hits the back of your throat. And since he wasn’t small, the guy was huge.“Fuck, good fucking girl, take my fucking cock in that virgin mouth of yours. Good fucking girl, take it, take it all.” He laughs out with a deep moan, which makes your pussy clench around nothing. You felt the knife against your shirt and it being cut off your body as Mr. Loomis does the same to your bra. You were now completely exposed to these two men. Mr. macher kept face fucking you as Mr. Loomis moved his other hand to play with your pussy, you could feel him rub against your clit, which made you jump up slightly at this new feeling. This earned you another cut to your already bleeding thigh.

“Stay still or I’m gonna fucking gut you.” He warns, knife against your stomach. You kept as quiet as you could when he slipped a finger into you. This made you moan against Mr. Macher. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet you little bitch. Oh my fucking god, I’m gonna fucking devour you until your doing nothing but screaming my fucking name, and I’m gonna make them all hear you.” He growls out as he adds another one of his thick fingers, moving them in and out vigorously as he curved them just at the right time. You were now moaning around Mr. Macher’s cock like a fucking slut.

“Good fucking girl, ah fuck yes, yes, yes!” Mr. Macher kept hitting the back of your throat, but then pulls out quickly and starts to jerk himself off, “open your fucking mouth.” He says, and you do as you’re told and open your mouth. He keeps jerking his cock until a strained groan comes from him and he cums onto your tongue. “Good girl, swallow.” He commands, breathless. You do, and it was salty and a bit unpleasant, but you couldn’t say no to him. Mr. loomis keeps pumping his fingers into you as Mr. Macher keeps recording, catching his breath.

“This is what happens when pretty little sluts wanna get into someone else’s business, they get their pretty pussy played with until they’re all dumb and drooling, this is what you wanted huh? You wanted to get caught? Answer me princess, or I’ll stop playing with your cute little cunt.” Mr. Loomis growled into your ear.

“Yes sir..” you moan out, which earns you a groan from him and harsher thrusts of his fingers. You felt a pool of heat build up inside you causing you to moan out more, “oh fuck, oh fuck, please, please!” You beg out, repeating yourself like if it was a bible verse as he keeps going, hitting your G-spot until you finally break. You squirted all over his hands and the wooden floor, crying out, breathless. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck oh god..” you pant out.

“Good girl, good fucking girl. Look at the mess you fucking made all over my hands and floor. I’m gonna make you clean it up like the little slut you are. Yeah, yeah you like that? You want that? I bet you do.” Mr.Loomis whispered in your ear. Making you whimper at his words and you winced when he grabbed you by your hair and forced your face to the floor where your squirt was. “Lick it up bitch.” He growled, knife up to your throat now. You did as you were told and licked up your mess as he groaned at the sight, while Mr. Macher watched with a delighted grin on his face, getting the camera closer to your face as you finished up licking your squirt. “Good girl, now my fingers.” He commanded. He grabbed your hair again and yanked it, pulling your head back and making you cry out. This gave him an opportunity to put his soaked fingers into your mouth. “Suck.” He demanded. You obliged and did what he asked, sucking and rolling your tongue against his long digits.

Once he pulled them out of your mouth, a string of saliva still connecting between it and his fingers, he grabbed your face. “Unzip my pants, and take my cock out. Give me a real reason not to cut that throat of yours.” You nodded and with shaky hands unzipped them and pulled down his trousers to reveal his very hard erection that now slapped against his stomach. He was a good 8.5 inches (28.5 cm) long. You stated in shock for a few seconds but then snapped out of it and your mouth opened up for him, he grabbed the back of your neck and forced your mouth down, not wasting time with your feeble attempt to get used to him. Mr. Macher groaned at the sight of your eyes watering as Mr.Loomis held you there for a moment. He was lost in his own pleasure as you tried to pull away and get air. He didn’t stop until you were practically trying to pull away, and he thought it was hilarious seeing you struggle to breath. Once he finally let you, you could only get a small gasp in before he grabbed your hair harshly and pistoned his cock into your mouth, thrusting in and out like if you were a pocket pussy. He used your throat as a fuck toy, his thick veiny cock going in and out of your throat with such ease make you so fucking turn on that you moaned against him as he kept at his brutal pace. At one point he had let go of your hair without you realizing as he still fucked into that pretty throat of yours and slapped you with his free hand. “Yeah that right you slut, oh fuck yeah, take my fucking cock down that little and tight throat of yours. Fucking gag on it, yeah good fucking girl, good girl fuck. Keep going.” He praised as he reached over slightly and slapped your ass, making you moan louder and kept going. His breathing started to quiver and become shaky and his brutal paced slowed, he grabbed you by your hair again and shoved your face all the way down to his stomach. He came into your throat with a satisfied and sultry moan that makes your thighs shut and rub. Mr. Macher finally walked over, phone still in hand and pulled you off of Billy. You were coughing and trying to catch your breath. He still had his pants down and forced your face down to the floor and positioned the phone to face all of you while he grabbed your hips and lined himself up with you.

“Wait, wait, wait!-“ you yelled trying to push away with your hand weakly but he grabbed it. “I’ve never had sex before, I’m a virgin!” You cried out. There was a small silence before Mr. Macher chuckled darkly, and you knew that they didn’t care, you don’t even understand why you thought they would stop. You know you wanted this, needed this actually.

“Well that’ll change soon pretty girl. Open for me, will you? I wouldn’t want to make this more difficult for the both us yeah?” He cooed as he caressed your arched back and you did what you were told, with shaky legs you opened them up for him to enter. Mr. Loomis watched with his cock in hand and his as he licked his teeth.

“I can’t wait to see that pretty face of yours once you get filled with cock princess, you’re gonna look so fucking sexy when he stretches you out.” He smiled.

You tried to reach for something to hold but it was too late, you felt Mr. Macher start to stretch out your little hole with only his tip. You paused for a moment as you panicked and looked back before he slammed himself inside you. Your backed arched at the intrusion and the sharp thrust of his hips against your ass. Which dug against it as you silently screamed. You was too big, oh fuck he was too much. Both men were chuckling at your panicked and pained face as tears welled up in your eyes.

“Aw what’s wrong baby, can’t handle my cock in you? Your slutty little cunt is weeping around it, so I’d say you fucking love it,” he says with a quick thrust which makes you squeal out in pain from the swiftness and his blunt tip hitting your cervix, bound to break your hymen if you haven’t already. You threw you head back rapidly at his movements, and Mr. Loomis grabbed your hands and guided you to find some comfort on his chest before Mr. Macher started pounding into your pretty little cunt. You tried your best to brace yourself as Mr. Loomis petted your hair and you said a small prayer under your breath before Mr. Macher snapped his hips in and out of you repeatedly. The wild thrusting of his hips inside your tight little cunt sent waves of pain as you dug into Mr. Loomis’s shoulders for comfort, trying to keep yourself from screaming. He groaned with a smile at the pain you were giving him and licked his teeth.

“Your doing great baby, yeah look at that fucking slutty face of yours. You’re fucking crying and dripping all over the floor like the little whore you are. Fuck yeah, fucking take it like the little bitch in heat that you are.” He slapped your ass harshly making you yell out, but he covered your mouth. “Ah, ah pretty girl. Can’t let anyone hear you. Your ours now, only we get to see these parts of you, taste you, touch you, fuck you however we please.” He growled. Mr. Macher still thrusting into you anomalistically and you started to feel amazing once he started to hit your g spot. You started to see stars meanwhile Mr. Loomis started to inch downwards to pinch and play with your nipples, sucking and licking your left tit. You whimper out happily as your eyes started to roll back at the feeling of it all.

“Please, please sir, please. Fuck me, fuck me harder. Fuck, yes, yes, yes. Oh god yes.” You whimper out, with an angelic little tone to your voice. Both of them groan and you feel Mr. Macher pick you up off of Mr. Loomis and grabbed both of your legs with his arms and lifted them up and fucked up into you. Your cries and whines of pleasure filling the room as your nipples started to feel cold without Mr. Loomis’s tongue licking them.

“Yeah you like when I put you in a full Nelson? You fucking like having your pussy filled like this, huh bunny? You fucking love being toyed with. Look at that fucking face. You fucking enjoy this. Fucking come for me baby.” Mr. Macher demanded. You felt yourself about to come undine soon and all you could do was whimper out their names . “B-Billy, Stu…!” You cried out as one final thrust sent you into an oblivion of bliss and pleasure as your squirted all over Mr. Macher, yourself, and the floor again. White hot pleasure sunk inside you and twisted your stomach, making your pussy flutter around Mr. Macher’s fat cock.

“Good fucking girl! Good girl. Oh fuck yes. Yes good fucking girl.” Mr. Macher praises, still thrusting into your battered pussy. The overwhelming sensation of him still thrusting into you before you could come down from your high made you squeal out from the overstimulation. Mr. Loomis shot a glance towards Macher and stood up , grabbing your chin to make you look up at him.

“Oh we aren’t done yet honey, I haven’t got my fill of you yet. “ he said with a dark smile, causing you to whimper. Mr. Macher pulled out of you and laid you in the floor. Mr. Loomis got into position and grabbed you up and held up only one of your legs and you thought he was gonna fuck your pussy. You were sorely mistaken as you felt his tip press against your asshole.

“Wait, wait, wait! N-not there Mr. Loomis!” You cried out, which earned you a slap on your ass. You whimper out and squeeze your eyes shut due to the pain.

“I know which hole I want. Now shut the fuck up and take it like a good fucking whore.” He said as he slowly pressed inside of you. It made your face crumple up with pain as you looked Mr. Macher in his eyes, begging for a piece of comfort , which he gave you by holding you other leg and positioning himself up with your pussy again. You cried out at him pushing himself inside of you once more as Mr. Loomis thrusted himself inside of your asshole with ease. The feeling was painful and pleasurable at the same time. It kind of felt like both of them were rubbing against each other but you knew that wasn’t true, due to the wall inside of you that was dividing the two thick cocks pumping into both of your tight holes. It felt like your guts were being rearranged by their animalistic thrusts, into your hot and bothered body, with no remorse or guilt. Not a single thought about the pain you were enduring while they were both busy chasing their highs, using you like a fuck toy. You were only there for those mens pleasure, and you knew it. You clawed at Macher’s back and squealed when Mr. Loomis squeezed your ass for support as he kept thrusting into your tight, puckered hole. You felt like you were about to break your hip with how fast and rough they were being with you.

“Yeah that’s fucking right baby, you’re taking us so good. Yeah you like being fucked in these pretty little holes. Yeah fucking take it, take it like the little slut that was made just for us. No one else is gonna fucking have you but us. Just us, these tits,” Mr. Macher grabbed your left breast harshly, “ these are ours, your pussy, that tight little cunt that’s squeezing my cock so well, that’s ours too. And your ass, oh it’s only ours baby. Only our cum is gonna be in you, only our spit, only our tongues. Only us, got it bitch?” He grabbed your face with a smile, making up stare into the camera. You nodded weakly. “Good girl.” He praised, as Mr. Loomis thrusted harder into your ass. You screamed out for a second before Mr. Loomis slapped his hand over your mouth.

“Shut the fuck up before you get us caught. No one needs to hear your pretty screams but us. Got that?” You make a noise of compliance as they kept thrusting into you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck yes please.” You moan out, you look at Macher and connect your lips onto his, kissing and sucking at his tongue. He was surprised by this but didn’t deny it. He pushed his tongue down your throat and fucked into you, your sweaty and hot body pressed against his as you kissed his hot and swollen lips. You sucked at his tongue as Mr. Loomis latches his teeth into your shoulder and sucks at your skin, earning a groan from your pretty little lips.

“You gonna come baby?” Mr. Loomis teases. You pull away from Macher’s lips, a string of saliva connecting before it falls onto both or your chests.

“Uh huh, yes sir. Fuck, please let me come, fuck please let me come. Yes please, please, please.” You whine out before Mr, Macher grabs your throat and makes you kiss him again, this time with much more force and hunger in his part.

“What do you say, Billy? She’s been so good for us. And she’s taking you so well, should we let our little whore come again?” He questions with a taunt after he breaks away from the kiss. Mr. Loomis didn’t answer verbally but gave a quick nod as he kept thrusting into you. Mr. Macher chuckles quietly and sets the phone against a dresser near you all, propping it up against it to look at all of you, still recording. He brings his attention back you you and smiles sweetly. He kisses your forehead tenderly then thrusts into you like an animal once more. You were caught off guard by it and felt like you couldn’t breathe for a second while the wind was knocked out of you with his thrusts. Mr. Loomis grabbed your hips harshly and bucked into your body wildly, almost toppling you and Mr. Macher over as he chased his own high. Mr. Macher laughs at Loomis.

“Ah fuck!” You scream out. You didn’t care if anyone heard you at this point, you needed to come so badly. So so so badly.

“Calm yourself Billy, she ain’t going anywhere.” Mr. Macher joked. Mr. Loomis didn’t find it funny and he bit your neck as he kept thrusting into like Mr. Macher. You were so close, it felt like you couldn’t breathe. “Gonna come soon, how about you, Billy?” Mr. Macher asks. All you could hear was a grunt from Loomis. You felt so close, so close, so so so close. Then snap. It hit you like a truck once you felt the white hot pleasure boil in you, it felt like a flash bomb went off in your body.

Grabbing onto Mr. Macher for dear life, you screamed out silently. Tears started to spill from your eyes as you felt yourself shake uncontrollably from the intense orgasm that had just happened. Mr. loomis kissing the back of your neck, pulled out of you, painfully slow so that you could feel all of this thick veins pulse inside one last time. Once he finally pulled out, you felt empty without him. Huffing and smiling, Mr. Macher picked you up and pulled out of you too, leaving you on the floor, heaving and breathing erratically. Your body flinched when Mr. Loomis lightly grazed your soft skin with his rough and calloused hand.

“You did so well, pretty girl. I might have to reward you.” Mr. Loomis said coldly. His tone made you shiver, even if your body was super hot. Mr. Macher picked up the camera and pointed at your fucked body. “Smile sweetheart, you look beautiful right now.” He laughed out. You put on a weak smile and laid your head back against the cold floor. Mr. Macher walked up to you and picked you up and put you on the bed in the bedroom. You were a bit annoyed they didn’t just fuck you on the soft, comfortable and warm place of this room. Nope, the floor was better apparently. Mr. Macher noticed your face switch from fucked out to slightly annoyed. “Sorry, we didn’t think of that earlier.” He sheepishly admitted, Mr. Loomis scoffing in the background. “Let’s get you dressed and back to your friend before she notices you are gone.” He smiled, kissing your bruised neck. You nodded weakly to this idea and stood up only shaky legs. Both men, surprisingly, helped you get dressed. finding you a different shirt, because they cut your previous one, and you had to your with no bra either. Mr. Macher, being the pervert he is, took your pretty little panties for himself. “I’ll get you a new pair, next time you come and see me sweetheart.” You looked at him with confusion.

“I don’t even have any of your numbers?” You stated. Mr. Macher put you back on the bed and grabbed your phone, and gave it to you. “Here, open it.” You do so with shaky hands and let him put both mens name in the phone and handed back to you.

Once you finally are able to semi walk, you, Mr. Macher and Loomis all left the bedroom to all go downstairs. People were staring and you felt like you were gonna explode from embarrassment. Luckily for you, Mr. Macher knew how to make the attention get off of you. “Thank you all so much for coming tonight, I’m glad y’all had fun! But that isn’t it, we got fireworks in the backyard! We’ll be starting them as soon as everyone is outside!” He stated loudly enough for everyone to hear. Mr. Loomis leading you to your friend. Before you can get to her and explain, he pulled you back slightly with a grip on your waist and whispered in your ear “ you tell no one about this, or I’ll show up to your house and kill you right then and there, okay?” You gulped and nodded. “Good girl, now go play with your friends, me and Stu will keep in touch..” he chuckles. You shakily walk up to your friend, who had been looking for you.

“Where the hell have you been? I was so worried for you. It’s not like you to just up and leave. Oh my god you missed it but I’m pretty sure Mr. Macher and Loomis fucked some random chick in this place! Isn’t that fucking crazy?” She said, you chucked nervously and smiled. “Haha, yep totally nuts!” You said, looking back behind you, Mr. Loomis now nowhere to be seen. You look back at your friend. “ Do you mind taking me home? I’m really tired.” You asked. Your friend complained about wanting to see the fireworks, but upon seeing your face, could tell how tired you really were. They also noticed your change of clothing too. It wasn’t hard for them to connect the dots, but kept quiet on the matter. Once you finally had been dropped off at your house. You fell into your bed and passed out for a few hours.

You were awoken to someone standing infront of you, wearing all back, holding something in their hands. You were still waking up so your eyes were blurry but you shot up and almost screamed until they covered your mouth. Your initial response was to kick them until you saw the mask they were wearing. It was white, and ghost like, it looked Distraught. You knew who it was. He laughed and took off the mask. Mr. Macher revealing his face and looking over to your doorway.

“She’s awake now Billy, come on.” Mr. Loomis walked in, wearing the same costume, holding a knife. You gulped and look back at Mr. Macher frantically. He laughed and grabbed your face. “Oh honey we aren’t done yet with you. We were just letting you rest.” He chuckled out. Mr. Loomis now joining both of you on the bed, take his mask off as well and hovering over you. “ we decided to be a little festive this time though. “ he laughed out.

You whimpered and prayed to whatever god would listen and prepared yourself not to be able to walk the next day.

~The end~ For now!

A. N : I’m sorry for any spelling errors, so I fixed some and added a bit more to make sense of some stuff. I hope y’all enjoyed this, and if you wanna recommend any ideas please do!

#billy and stu x reader #scream smut #billy loomis #stu macher fic #stu macher x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu macher smut #billy loomis smut #billy loomis x you #ghostface smut #ghostface x reader #ghostface 1996 smut

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ghoastixx · 5 months

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Bringing your slashers/horror characters to Thanksgiving

Includes: Michael Myers (OG), Beetlejuice, Billy Loomis & Stu Macher, J.D., Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly, Poly Lost Boys, Carrie White

Includes: gn reader, swearing, pet names,

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Michael Myers

In reality, this man is not going to your family’s Thanksgiving. He’s not even taking his mask off.

But let’s pretend!!

Let’s say you DID get Michael to take off his mask and venture out of your home for Thanksgiving.

You told your family that he was mute, some understood that better than others.

Grandma? Loves him for some reason.

“Hi baby, is this Michael? Oh hi sweetheart, how are you doing, come let’s get you guys seated.”

She’s so sweet he’s so unused to it other than from you.

He would freak out a lot of people by sitting there and just staring at everyone.

He’s so big and tall compared to everyone, grandpa would ask if he could help him move a dresser or some shit.

“Come on Michael, we’re gonna be late!” You called, waiting patiently by the door.

When you both arrived at your family’s home where Thanksgiving would be hosted this year, Michael was very tense. Very rarely did he ever take his mask off and he hadn’t had a thanksgiving in years. You took his hand and brushed your thumb over your knuckles as you walked inside, taking your shoes off. Your grandma greeted you with a hug and a comfortingly sweet voice.

“Sweetheart! So glad you could make it! Is this Michael? It’s a pleasure to meet you young man,” your grandma said with a smile, touching his hand which made him tense. “Come now, let’s get you guys seated before the food gets cold.”

Mikey was nervous walking through the house, seeing pictures of grandkids and uncles and cousins, seeing everyone seated.

Your grandpa took liking to his muscles,

“Yeah! Looks like you could get the job done, you mind helping me move some boxes in the garage? My back isn’t as nice as it used to be and my kids are pieces of shit.”

“Dad😡”

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Beetlejuice

Yeah he can pretend to be problematic for thanksgiving.

Would purposely scare the shit out of your cousins.

Your family calls him musty..

Your emo cousin likes him though!!

“Y/N…get him out of here he stinks!” Meanwhile your dead boyfriend is sitting across from your emo cousin who’s lowkey studying him over. He’s just letting them too, he says it reminds them of Lydia.

Your family is boring to him, he’d much rather have thanksgiving at your own house with Lydia and Adam and Barbra.

“Come on babes, this is boring, we’re out of here,” he states as he takes a Turkey leg and promptly leaves the home, hand in yours.

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Billy Loomis & Stu Macher

Your parents and family do not approve.

They’re mostly confused as to why you brought two boys with you. They call it slut behavior.

Billy’s family most likely can’t even get through a normal dinner, let alone Thanksgiving, so he was down for coming.

Stu’s family were out of town and he didn’t want to go to some fancy thanksgiving with a lot of people he didn’t know. He’d rather stay in Woodsboro and get drunk for Thanksgiving, but being with his partners worked too.

Your family is way turned off by Billy, they think he’s rude, where as they think Stu is too energetic.

Billy and Stu would find any excuse to dip, letting them have private time, away from everyone.

Stu would make dirty jokes at the table in you and Billy’s ear.

You get a lot of side eyes from everyone..

You knock on the door with both of your boys, only to be greeted by a strange look.

“Y/N, baby, you brought your friends? How..nice..”

When you were all sat down at the table, your aunt started,

“Two boys Y/N? You friends from school?” Your uncle interjected

“I recognize you Loomis. You better not be causing any trouble.” He practically growled. Billy just nodded.

Lots of apologies to your boys after.

“It’s alright baby, it was bound to happen,” Stu said, grabbing a beer from his fridge

“It’s alright puppy, the food was good,”

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J.D

Would genuinely probably be the politest to your parents and family,

Got to make a good impression!!

He’d stay close to you the entire time, making sure to show off who he was to you,

God don’t even get him started on his opinion on politics PLEASE..

I feel like he’s the type of guy that your parents would be nice to in person but when he leaves everyone’s like “he’s so weird?😀”

The type of guy to call older relatives ‘sir’ and ‘ma’am’

Would hit the deserts HARD

“Sweetie your new boyfriend is very nice,” your grandma hums as you help with the dishes, he sits in the other room, arguing about politics.

“Yeah, he sure is something,”

“I’m very glad you could bring him,”

Your aunt walks in the room, shaking her head, “he’s really weird honey,” you looked at her with a confused facial expression, “I don’t know how to explain it. He’s just.. odd.”

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Otis Driftwood

You’re eating dinner at his house. Nothing else.

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Baby Firefly

Would actually try to go to dinner with you if that’s what you really wanted.

Would probably make an okayish impression on your family,

They think she’s energetic and odd,

She knows…a lot,

I like to think that she does like domestic feelings, so she might actually love to go to your thanksgiving,

You’re holding her hand as you drive back to the firefly home, smiling as your stunning girlfriend rambles next to you.

“It was so fun! Thank you for taking me baby,”

“Of course,” you hun as she continues to speak very highly of the little tradition.

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Poly Lost Boys

Your parents are very thrown off when you tell them that Thanksgiving needs to be a little later than 1:00 this year because your boyfriends get off at 5:00.. (when it gets dark)

They are even more thrown off when four bikers walk in with mullets and frills and no manners at all.. well, the quiet one has manners.

David would try and make a good impression while keeping up his ‘I’m the top dog’ behavior.

Dwayne just wants to help out and actually make a good impression.

Marko will spend most of his time with any pets and Paul will follow in foot.

They house down food. It’s sort of embarrassing

Your parents are so thrown off it hurts.

“Sweetie where did you meet them again?” Your mom whispers to you from across the table,

“So, boys, what do you do for work?” Your father questioned, each boy having a way different reaction it looks suspicious.

Your parents just nod and try there best to get through the dinner.

After dinner it gets even worse, they’re all over you, touching and giving little kisses during conversation, right in front of your parents.. god it was going to be a long night.

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Carrie White

Genuinely would do her best to come to your thanksgiving if her mama let her.

She’d be all dressed up and pretty, silently so excited that she gets to go to someone’s thanksgiving.

She’s so polite and quiet around your family,

If you all say grace, she’s an active part of it.

She’d be so flustered and happy to be there,

She thinks your family is so nice!!

You knock on the door of her house for her to rush down, saying goodbye to her mama. You would say hello to Mrs.White, but very uncomfortably.. you didn’t like Carrie’s Mama.

You smile upon seeing her. She looks so pretty.

“Hey darling, you look great,”

She blushed, looking down a little flustered, “thank you,”

You open the passenger door, letting her get in and closing it for her. She felt so nice, being treated so kindly. She’d remember this day for a while.

Please send me any slasher requests,

(Although I’m more prone to write for Billy & Stu at the moment)

#fanfic #fanfiction #the lost boys #the lost boys fanfiction #the lost boys x reader #slashers x reader #slasher fanfiction #Billy and stu x reader #billy and stu #carrie white #carrie x reader #michael myers x reader #Michael Myers #jd x reader #Jason Dean #Otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #baby firefly #baby firefly x reader

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just-a-sleepy-idiot · 1 year

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Billy & Stu Headcanons: Reader loves Halloween

Content/Warnings: Gender neutral Reader, Poly!Ghostface x Reader, Fluff

Billy is usually a walking Pokerface, but when it comes to Halloween you will actually get to see an ounce of excitement in that guy

He adores Halloween mostly for the good Horror movies based around that holiday, so usually he would spend the day with a movie marathon

Stu in turn loves Halloween solely for the parties and the sexy costumes and he would definitely go trick or treating no matter what age

So when they find out that you love Halloween as well they decide to spend it together with you

Stu insists that you gotta wear a sexy costume ‚to honor the holiday‘ and urges Billy to dress up as well because you both know he‘s the kinda guy to go to a Costume party as himself

You sit together with one person blindfolded at the time, having to guess which candy they‘re eating

You insist on carving pumpkins as well and get each their own, wondering how they are so good with knives cause their pumpkins turn out great

Instead of taking your pumpkins home with you Billy argues that you let your pumpkins stay together and puts them all out next to each other

Stu will probably get a sugar shock from all the candy while Billy scolds him for stuffing his mouth with chocolate in the first place

You three pick out your favorite movies and watch them in a row, debating which one was the best

Billy got the movies a week before from the video library, knowing that everyone will want to grab a scary movie for Halloween

So prepare for a rant cause he‘ll point out the brilliance and fun facts about the movies you watch together, clearly excited in his own way for this

You will probably end up falling asleep with Stu as you tried to stay awake, Billy being the only one who‘s still focused on the film because he‘s so into it

When he notices you two are far gone he‘ll roll his eyes and put a blanket over the three of you and make sure you’re comfortable, tuning down the tv a bit so it doesn’t wake you up

As you end up cuddling him as well he‘ll stay on the couch with you and end up falling asleep with an arm draped over you

Hope you liked it! Please comment your thoughts if you did 💚

#slashers x reader #billy and stu x reader #poly ghostface x reader #poly ghostface #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #ghostface x reader #gender neutral reader

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xunforseenthreatx · 1 year

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Obsessed!reader x billy x stu

Tw: obsessed!reader, stalking, harassing, creep behavior, murder, Stockholm syndrome, typical dark content. in this the murders take place in college; characters are aged up.

Headcanons:

- This all started after a party Stu and Billy had. You were instantly attracted to both of them after talking with the pair about horror movies, Love at first sight as you called it. Your boys were perfect and you would stop at nothing to make them yours. You started with making sure every class you took was with one or both of them and hung out with them as often as you could. Then, it got worse. You started to follow them after school and memorized their favorite restaurants, colors, and small details about them that they don't even know about each other. Eventually, You'd figure out they were Ghostface. it didn't take along, You basically watch them murder your peers. This only added fuel to your desire; You just knew you had to help your boys finish what they started or even maybe as blackmail if they didn't love you willingly .

-You also had a thing with grabbing their jackets and taking them or taking a look through Sidney's window when Billy was there. For Stu, you just went to his home to watch him. You had been gifted with a Kodak eos 3 and you used that to snap photos of the boys or them killing. Your favorites ended up in a box where you kept their jackets and hoodies or other personal belongings you managed to grab.

- Then, the "gifts" started about month three,once you had an inkling that Billy was catching on. You started to leave photos of them killing on their porch with a horror movie or their favorite candies. Some with notes about how cute they looked or even ramblings about how much you loved them and why. to you, it was sweet love notes. To Billy, it was his worst nightmare, more so in the fuck we got caught way.

- Billy was freaked the fuck out; He got very paranoid after the gifts started and even started delaying the killing. He was obsessed with finding out who you were. Stu, on the other hand, was very indifferent about it. To him, you just wanted in their pants, he didn't understand how deeply you fell for them yet. If anything, it was flattering to the lanky weirdo.

- You had done an excellent job of covering your tracks and sneaking around so the pair had a hard time catching you. You were so good at acting shocked and concerned for them when Stu rambled about it during a smoke sesh. That was until Billy finally put the dots together 8 months after your obsession started. His first hint was he noticed your behavior shifted after he got with Sidney, You seemed to get meaner to her. Purposely giving her wrong answers, making passively rude comments towards her, avoiding her, and you getting sweeter to him and Stu. He noticed your eyes would never leave his hands if he was touching Sid and the same when Stu would touch whoever he was fucking that week, currently it was Tatum. Billy soon realized who their lovely stalker was during another horror movie marathon at your house. He was looking through your closet for some blankets and by chance, he moved a back panel that had the box with their personal belongings. Billy looked through the pictures you had taken and clicked his tongue. "Shit." the box was damning, he thought it was Randy or one of Casey bitch ass friends. He acted as if he didn't have a clue and went back downstairs to enjoy the movies. On the outside, he was normal Billy, On the inside, he was thinking about what the fuck to do with you.

- However, You were ahead of them and planned this out before Billy realized your little scheme. You added some sedatives to their drinks and snacks. Once they were both out, You got started on putting Billy in a guest room and tying him up. Then Stu was placed in your bedroom and tied up as well. Once you felt that the boys were safe and secure, You walked back into the main living area and started cleaning up from the movie marathon.

- Stu was more calm about being kidnapped by you, he honestly just kept hitting on you and was whiny about the rope being too tight; It was so cute it made your heart swell. Billy, on the other hand, was pissed. He threatened to gut you a few times but you just giggled at him and padded his cheek. This only pissed him off more, you better hope he doesn't get out.

- Stu would be the first to fall into Stockholm syndrome. He would quickly return your intense feelings for them. Billy would take awhile: the fact you were able to pull this off impressed him but his pride was hurt that you were able to pull one over on him. Eventually, Billy would also gain an obsession with you, just as Stu had. You became theirs, just like you wanted.

#ghostface #billy and stu x reader #billy loomis x reader x stu macher #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader

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ha1taniwh0re · 1 year

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Where are you from, (name)??

You are from other town. Your town is a little bit weird so your friends will think that this killer in there town is probably from your town who knows??

“Hey (name) you have never told us about your life before you got here, how are people there where you are”, Tatum said.

“You will think Im crazy if i say something”, I said.

“Oh come on it can’t be that bad”, Sid said.

Billy and Stu looked a little bit more interested in what you will said.

“We don't deal with outsiders very well”, I said and looked anywhere but at them.

“They say newcomers have a certain smell”.

They were a little bit confused. I can say it by feeling of there stare.

“You will have trust issues, not to mention”.

“They say they can smell your intentions”.

I looked at them.

“You'll never know the freak show sitting next to you”, I looked at Randy.

“You'll have some weird people sitting next to you”, I looked at Billy and Stu

“You'll think "How did I get here, sitting next to you?"”, I looked at Sid.

“But after all I've said, please don't forget”, and looked at the Tatum.

Sid and Tatum were a little bit scared but they wanted to know more, maybe this killer is from my town. That is what they thought.

“Tell us more please”, Stu said.

“You sure?”, I said.

They all just nodded and i chuckled

“Welcome to the room of people, who have rooms of people that they loved one day…” I said.

“Docked away….”

“Just because we check the guns at the door, doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades”, I was looking at the sky while saying this.

“You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you”, I looked at Stu

“You'll never know the murderer sitting next to you”, I looked at Billy.

“You'll think again, "How'd I get here, sitting next to you?"” I looked away.

“But after all I've said, please don't forget…”

“All my friends are heathens, take it slow”, I looked at Randy.

“Wait for them to ask you who you know”

“Please don't make any sudden moves”, I said and stood up.

“You don't know the half of them abuse”, and just walked away.

#Spotify #scream #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #billy and stu x reader #billy loomis x reader x stu #stu matcher #stu matcher imagine #stu matcher x reader #stu matcher x you #sidney prescott x reader #sidney prescott #tatum x reader #randy scream #randy x reader #scream 1996 #scream x reader

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chubbyreaderchan · 1 year

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I just want to read Poly! Ghostface x readers. I don't want to see people complaining about Poly!Ghostface x readers nor complaints about the complaints.

At the end of the day it's silly fictional characters that don't matter or exist. Just enjoy things and block if you don't like something. Life is too short to get mad about things like this. Take a walk. Collect dandelions and make jelly just... Relax.

#poly!ghostface x reader #ghostface x y/n #poly!ghostface #fan fiction #x readers #billy and stu x reader

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the-slasher-madame · 2 years

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Can you pretty please do a part 2 of the slashers with a significant other like Eleven from stranger things? I love the first one so very much 🥺🥰❤️

Part II of slashers and an S/O with powers like Eleven from Stranger Things

HI!!!! I'd love to dear <3333

This is honestly really popular!!!! And thank y'all for bearing with me and my lack of a schedule, my brain is a bit of a walnut. Anyways!!!! Here we go

CWs: blood, mentions of violence and gore, slashers, Otis Driftwood, let me know if I'm missing anything!!

Lester Sinclair: you are so right, this man is freaking the fuck out. If you pass out? He's right next to you, Vinny is going to have to take care of the both of you. Will get advice from Vincent on how to take care of you. Definitely crosses himself the first time you use your powers, but he's not really scared of you, just the whole supernatural piece freaks him out. Will, like his older brother, will have a little aftercare kit ready to go. He'd damn near fistfight Bo if he asks you to do anything as a party trick or to help with the tourists. Absolutely babies you, and cuddles you, and is just the softest boy ever. Loves you very much and is always just making heart eyes at you

Billy Lenz: I feel like he'd be really excited and think it's the neatest thing ever. I think he's still childlike, especially when it comes to you doing shit with your mind. I think he'd worry when your nose bled, because he's probably had a few himself due to less-than-pleasant reasons, so he would gently clean it away while murmuring. "Sh sh sh, Billy will clean piggy's nose. Billy will be very gentle." He would not appreciate the effect your powers can have on telephones, because he really likes that thing lolz. First time you do it, particularly if he didn't know, he's gonna be kinda scared and pretty excited and babbling on quite a bit (I fucking LOVE how everyone writes how it talks, it scratches my brain grooves really good). Will drag you to the attic if you pass out and hold and rock you until you wake up. Quietly mumbles to you and pets your hair. 10/10 sweet excited lil kid

Billy and Stu (poly): oh boy, I think we allllll know how these 2 are gonna be. . . Both will tease you endlessly. Stu will beg you to do tricks and will randomly imitate you (really badly, using like fishing poles to make things float). Billy will just tease you anyways, no matter what, and he'll try to keep Stu in line so you don't overdo it. They both get a little freaked when you get the nosebleeds, Billy will be cleaning you up and be like "you should be more careful, huh Professor X?" Stu is gonna be less chill and more freaked and feel kinda bad, particularly the first time you get a nosebleed. If you pass out? Ohhhh boy, you will wake up to them standing over you yelling at each other. Stu is like wailing and so so scared and Billy is like "get your ass together damn it, go get the first aid kit I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY NEED JUST LISTEN TO ME DUMBASS-" Just pure freaked out mother hens. Would feel like they're in a horror movie when they find out, not quite scared, but maybe startled.

Pyramid Head: No reaction from Geometry man, none. Would probably think you're another punisher lol. I mean he's used to weird shit, and blood, and passing out. He's a little startled when he sees it all at first, but I think he would be more comfortable after finding out, I think he'd feel more like he can relate to you. Is also more relieved because he sees you aren't entirely helpless in Silent Hill. He doesn't freak out if you bleed/pass out, just drags you out of the way if you're unconscious. May need to be asked if you need help cleaning up the blood, he's just so used to having blood all over himself and seeing blood all over everyone/thing else. I just don't think he is familiar with anything from outside of Silent Hill, people (and geese) included.

Otis Driftwood: another one that is terrified. He's gonna go through every reaction that the Hewitt's went through lol. He's terrified, he think's Satan is finally after him, he's just a mess. Might point a shotgun at you until you explain you're A) not going to hurt him and 2) not Satan. More tough love, he's like "oh a nose bleed? That's it? you're fiiine." Would freak if you passed out, but he would never let you know that (Baby would fill you in and laugh a bit with you). Will ask you to help with victims, but is understanding if you don't want to use your powers or are uncomfortable with the Firefly Family Business. After the first time you pass out, he'll be soft when y'all are going to sleep that night. Holds you close and whispers in your ear about how worried he was.

Pinhead: just like Pyramid Head, but I think he's more with it when it comes to knowing that nosebleeds and fainting aren't super good things (he was human at one point, right? I think he sort of remembers but not like entirely). Also feels a little closer to you after he sees you have powers, cause hey so does he, ain't that swell- Would probably also smirk a bit while you bleed. Feels more comfortable having you in his little corner of hell, around his fellow cenobites, like he likes knowing you can hold your own. Feels unpleasant when you pass out, but will make sure you wake up in a soft bed, feeling refreshed and with whatever you need awaiting you. He cares, but is a bit distant and that shows through in how he takes care of you (definitely thinks you can handle your nosebleeds yourself, will not clean you off or baby you unless you lose consciousness).

That's the rest of them!!! I really hope you like it <33333

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house-of-slayterr · 2 years

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Me on my way to get suck suck glug glug 5000ed by Billy and Stu so I can call them “Buenos Niños” in Latino:

#buenos niños #Latino babes #it’s the Latino way #I’m a roach #you can’t kill me #stu macher #Billy loomis #Stu macher x reader #Billy loomis x reader #billy and stu x reader #poly ghostface #ghost face #slasher #slasher x reader #slasher meme #I’m not gonna stop #you can’t make me

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morwap · 2 years

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POLY!GHOSTFACE

nav / m.list / m.list 2 / send a request!

♡ - smut billy stu REQUESTED BLURBS•DIALOGUE!

➸ nothing written for billy and stu yet! but i’m working on it check blurbs there might be something written or send a request!

#billy and stu x reader #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #stu macher #stu macher x reader #poly!ghostface #billy loomis ghostface #stu macher ghostface #scream 1996 #scream #ghostface x reader

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dominantslasherking · 6 months

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Bill and Stu trying to feel the reader up after he killed someone. And the reader just wants to clean up his mess and go. And since his misbehaving brats don't get the hint, he pins them to the wall, hands around their throats, to get them to shut up :>

Billy and Stu with dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+

You examine the motionless body, evaluating the blood spatter and the location of the wound that was oozing blood. You couldn't just leave it here, at Billy's house; you had to deliver the body of the girl you killed at their home. Sighing, you slapped your rubber gloves on, not expecting the other two slashers to approach and speak to you with sultry movements.

"Nice job babe~ You got her right in the gut!" Stu cheered, slowly moving to your right, side, his hand gliding down your arm, his lips close to your ear.

"Stu's right, you did amazing.." Billy paused a grin on his face. "Just so...fucking sexy," Billy whispered going to your left, side, his hand sliding underneath your shirt.

"Let me clean this up and prop the body before the parents of this dead body arrive home," you said quietly. Your voice husky and low. There was no other time to prep the body at said location; every second was crucial.

Billy and Stu didn't appear to receive the hint, as Billy began kissing your neck and Stu took your lips for himself.

"We can do it later." You indicated more sternly, since both of them were persistent and desperate.

Stu made an unauthentic moan in your ear. "C'monnn," Stu said with a cheeky grin on his face.

Billy's desire burned hotter, and he eagerly pressed his body against yours, seeking an intense connection, while Stu mirrored his passion, both of them refusing to relent.

your expression turned icy along with determination. You moved swiftly, catching Billy and Stu off guard. Your hands, once passive, now took a commanding stance. Wrapping your fingers around their throats, pushing them firmly against the unyielding wall.

In that charged moment, Billy was left momentarily speechless, his tousled hair falling over his eyes, while Stu, in a futile struggle, found himself powerless against your harsh grip. However, amidst the fear that flickered in both Billy and Stu's eyes, there was a tantalizing amount of desire. It was as though they relished being under your control loved it, delved in it. Their defiant attitudes vanish in a heartbeat.

Your dominance left them powerless, and, to put it mildly, it was clear that they would do as you pleased, at least for the time being. The anticipation of being alone with you simmered in Billy and Stu's thoughts, an irresistible prospect they couldn't wait to explore. To cave under your grasp once more.

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frogsarecoolandsoamj · 1 year

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Mouth full, pt. 2

Aint over yet

Aged up! Billy and Stu x reader smut

PART 2

Warnings :18+, smut, ghostface costume, thigh fucking,blowjobs, handjobs, rough, mentions of bruising and blood, knives, pet names, spit, cum, no pnv, and recorded sex (at the end), older men, female reader.

With half opened lids and a sore, shaky body, you tried to get up from your bed. You were immediately pushed down into your back by Mr. Macher, with a grin. His gloves soft on your bruised flesh as he lightly rubbed it with a slight tenderness. Almost as if he was admiring the damage he had done, a masterpiece of bursted blood cells beneath your skin, causing a beautiful piece of work, his brush being his own hands and fingers. You winced at the pain, making him chuckle out, leaning down to kiss your equally bruised neck. “God, you’re so pretty. I just wanna fuck you again, and again, and again.” He growled the last one into your ear, making you whimper. You felt Mr. Loomis’ weight shift the bed as he sat on it, chuckling at your squirming body under Mr. Macher. He grabbed the strings of your tanktop you were asleep in and played with them.

“We were already missing you, so we thought we’d give you a visit. But we had the idea to show up in something a bit more nostalgic.” He says, gesturing towards his costume. You wondered if they were both naked under it, making your legs clench, remembering the monsters between their thighs that caused you to end up like you were now, fucked out, sore, and barely able to walk without hitting one of your fresh bruises or cuts they so lovingly left on your pretty little body of yours. Each time one of them was touched, it was a reminder that you were now their bitch, their plaything. You loved it.

“Jesus, we really did a number on you, huh?” Loomis grinned, shifting even closer to you. You gulped quietly, knowing you were too sore to do anything. “Oh its gonna be okay.” He said reassuringly, almost as if he had known what you were thinking, “We won’t go all out, we just wanted a taste.” He growled in your ear. Mr. Macher proceeded to bite against a bruise on your thigh, making you yelp out of surprise and pain, causing both men to laugh, your thigh throbbed from the new assault. Mr. Macher grabbed your ankles and thrusted your closer to him, making you instinctively close your legs. You knew it wouldn’t be hard for any of them to pry them open. They both almost took it as a challenge. Loomis moved to now sit behind you, getting ready for something, as Mr. Macher started to pull your little shorts down. “I’m genuinely surprised you didn’t sleep naked, start doing that. It’ll make it easier for us to visit you.” He grinned, a sinister way laced into his words. Once he got them off, you groaned at the feeling of your bruises hitting against all the surfaces. Mr. Macher leaned his face down to your core. “At least you didn’t wear any panties, a bit of a shame, you look cute with them on.” He was so contradicting in his words, it made you feel crazy sometimes. Not that it mattered because they drove you insane in different ways. Many different ways.

“Stu, hurry the fuck up, I wanna hear her.” Mr. Loomis said, sliding his hands up your tank-top and to your breast. Mr. macher nodded and got so close to your dripping pussy, you could feel his hot breath already on it, causing you to quiver. He took note of that and let his tongue roam out of his mouth and connect to your clitorous. Licking and licking, with quick flicks, making you squirm and let breathy moans escape your lips. Mr. Macher didn’t waste any time as he connected his whole mouth onto your sopping cunt, and sucked away, using two fingers to enter into your little pussy with ease, making you flutter against his big digits. Mr. Loomis went on to grabbing your tits hard and squeezing your nipples in his hands, biting your neck, like it wasn’t already assaulted with bruises and hickies by them only a few hours ago. Your breathy moans filled the room as Macher brought you closer to the limit. You were so close, practically grinding against his face, begging him.

“Fuck yes, please sir, please let me cum, fuck let me cum.” You begged him, pleading for that release. Macher grabbed one your thighs tightly and held it away from his head so he could finish without too many interruptions of your shaky legs, as he continued to lick and suck at your sopping cunt, savoring your taste. His fingers pushed in and out of you, curling on the spot, making you see stars and he drove you closer and closer to your breaking point. You flung one of your hands towards his hair and grabbed a fistful of it, making his mouth go deeper against yourself, making you moan out, with a satisfied smile. Mr. Loomis looked shocked when you turned back to him, when he abruptly stopped playing with your tits. “Keep going..” you begged him, with puppy dog eyes as you face fucked Mr. Macher, hearing him moan against you, making you throw your head back against Mr. loomis’ shoulder. Mr. Macher had no complaints to your sudden action and rolled with it, happily, you could almost see that he was grinding against the bed, probably to relieve his aching erection. With another few long licks and delicious pumps from his fingers, you came all over his face, squirting on the bed, your thighs, and his mouth. Which he held open, with his tongue out with a sexy smile. You squealed out when you came, the hot white pleasure taking over as you came to your euphoria.

After coming down from your high, you weakly let go of Mr. Macher’s hair with a smile, him looking up at you with a grin. You look down and notice a huge tent in his costume. Well, you got your answer, they’re naked. Or at least he is. He shifted upwards and lifted the material, letting his cock fall out of it. Twitching and ready, precum already dripping from his pink tip. If you hadn’t already came, you’re sure you would’ve again at that moment. Mr. Loomis removed his hands from you and shifted out from under you, also moving the material from off of his cock too. They were both naked. That made you extremely excited. But knew you probably wouldn’t be able to handle them again, that worry bubbling back up into your stomach. Mr. Macher stroked himself and got close to your lips, just a breath away from kissing you. He grinned at your hitched breath, “stroke my cock for me, won’t you princess? Show me a good time.” He slurred a little in his words. This made your cunt dripping, and clench into nothing. Wanting more and getting zero.

You nod your head shakily as you wrap your hand around the shaft of his pulsing cock. It was hot to the touch, ready for action. Mr. Macher’s face went straight for your neck as you started pumping his cock with your hand, oh so slowly. He let out breathy moans against your shoulder, his warm breath grazing upon your skin, sending goosebumps down your body. Your hand still pumped shading his cock, but it was getting harder to, without any type of lube, so you bucked your your hips and slid your slicked cunt against his cock, making you both moan, feeling his tip slide across your wet hot folds up to your clit. Once you started jerking him off again with a now wet dick, his moans became loader.

You look back at Mr. Loomis who’s eyes haven’t left you two, he was stroking his own cock, and in your eyes, he looked so lonely. All by himself as Mr. Macher used your hands. You stopped what you were doing for only a moment, making Mr. Macher whine in protest to you stopping. “What’s wrong baby? Come on, I was so close.” He breathily pleaded. You moved from under him, which you were suprised he let you, but you crawled over to Mr. Loomis with a smile, a sly little grin on your face.

You lifted your ass up slightly as you made your way to him, lightly shaking it. Mr. Macher had no hesitation to slapping it loudly, making you moan a little. “Want some help,” you asked “sir…?” You added a second later. He growled at that and grabbed you and jerked you upright. You yelled at this sudden movement. He turned you around and pushed your thighs together.

“Matter of fact, I think I can use some.” He whispered in your ear, before making you bend over, back into Mr. Macher’s lap, to finish your job with him. Your ass still up, so that mr. Loomis would use your pretty thighs to get off to. You looked up at Mr. Macher, who waited for you expectantly, you lick the tip of his dick and swirled over it with your wet tongue, to get it wet again, he threw his head back lightly as you did so. You wrap your hand against his cock, rubbing it vigorously with little moans, due to Mr. Loomis fucking your thighs, his tip bumping against your clit every time he bucked his hips. You pumped Mr. Macher, bobbing your head down to kiss against the bottom of his shaft. He grabbed your head quickly and pulled it back. Making you look up at him. You didn’t stop yourself from smiling as you continued your handjob on him. His face contorted into a sick little smile as he leaned down slightly.

“Baby, don’t think I won’t use your sore throat again. You already stopped once, and you’re teasing me now. I wouldn’t push it, I’m trying to be patient with you. But don’t think I won’t lose it soon. “ he growled, you nodded, leaning up to kiss him. He pushed into you as your lips connected. His tongue entering your mouth with ease as you still jerked him off. You could feel him and Mr. Loomis was close, due to the stuttering of his hips accompanied by Mr. Macher’s whines and moans. Your hands stroked Mr. Macher’s long and thick cock, feeling every vein against your wet hand, once you made it to his tip, you would slide your thumb over his slit and rub more vigorously. His moans grew louder when you started to kiss his tip, licking it and sucking at his cock. Your throat was still horribly sore but you wouldn’t let that stop you from putting on a show for these gentlemen. Mr. Macher grabbed onto your shoulders tightly, still letting you do your thing, to brace himself. Mr. Loomis had now bent over, still rutting into your pretty thighs, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass echoed through the room.

“I’m so close, you wanna be painted with my cum? Want your ass to be covered in my seed? I wanna see you painted in my white.” He groaned. He then roughly grabbed your hair and shoved your head down onto Mr. Macher’s cock. “I’d love to watch him paint your face, my little Mona Lisa” he chuckled. You gagged at the new intrusion of your throat, but the feeling that it was Mr. Macher’s cock in there did help a little with the pain. You felt Mr. Loomis rub your ass as he still bucked against your clit, getting you close to your orgasm too. Mr. Macher was the first to break, that wasn’t too surprising though. He let go of your shoulders and lifted your head up, by your hair. You gasped for a breath, his hand reaching down to vigorously jerk off his cock, and him finally releasing his thick, white seed across your face. His cum painted against your cheek and chin. You smiled and went to wipe it off, but he grabbed your hand to stop you.

“Oh no, no, no princess. Why don’t you show Billy how good you were to me? Maybe he’ll give you a reward for being such a obedient slut for me.” He cooed, turning your face towards Mr. Loomis. You looked up to see Mr. Loomis smiling, his face flushed and his hair a mess. He looked so sexy when he wasn’t his usual perfect self. It was hot seeing him so out of his element, so messy, so desperate, so horny… for you. He roughly grabbed your chin and kissed you. His hips moving faster, his free hand grabbing your ass tightly. He grabbed you off of macher, still fucking into your thighs, hooked his arms between yours and kept thrusting. Mr. Macher watching, his soft dick twitching at the sight of Loomis’ cock disappearing and reappearing between your pretty thighs, every times getting wetter and wetter from your sopping cunt. Your legs shook as you got closer to your orgasm, looking up at Loomis, begging for release. He rolled his eyes with a smirk and thrusted faster, finally giving you enough friction to cum all over his cock, your moans filling the quiet little room, happy and horny. He finally came after one last harsh thrust. His seed all over the bed, and against your thighs. He was breathing heavily, a smirk heavy on his lips. He unhooked his arms, letting you fall against Macher. Your breathing was ragged, a smile spread across your face. After a minute you sat up. Mr. Loomis and Macher doing the same. Before you really realized after a second, they were getting dressed.

“W-where are you going?” You asked dumbly, face and body still covered in their cum. You looked so cute with your doe eyes. They both looked at each other and back at you, sick and sadistic grind on their faces. Which made your stomach (and pussy) flutter.

“We can’t stay for long, pretty sure your roommate heard us and we got other things to do.” Macher said. You didn’t even want to know what other things was.

“We just wanted to make a quick stop your our favorite girl.” Loomis commented as he threw on his mask, face now the one of a distraught ghost. He faced you one last time, “we didn’t want to leave you all high and dry if we were gonna be out all night.” You could hear his smile. Once they both were dressed, they snuck through your window and disappeared into the night.

You laid shading your bed, still naked. You desperately wanted sleep and you curled up against your bed, throwing a blanket over you. Once your eyes started to give out and your breath started to calm down. You got a phone notification. You drowsily opened your eyes, thinking it was going to be your roommate yelling at you. But in your lock screen it showed an unknown number. You opened your phone to see a video… the video Mr. Macher took.

“Thought you’d want this for whenever you missed us ;)” said the message on the bottom. You smiled and put your phone down. You’d watch it tomorrow. For now you wanted sleep.

a.n (I’m so glad I finally finished it but I feel as if I have to defend myself now for how short it is. Yes I’m aware it is nowhere near as long as the first, and has a lot less content. I am aware of that. I would love to say I was excited to write this but really, I felt extremely pressured into making sure this was done. I didn’t expect my first pair to blow up like I did, and I’m hoping I can keep up with demands. But I have a lot in my plate as it is. I wish I could you guys what you need but I’m most likely going to be a one his wonder. It sucks but I know it’s true. To the pipeline who will stay with me and watch me slowly write more and more, I thank you for staying with me. I do have other stories I’m working on now but I’m not sure when they’ll be done. -🐸)

#billy loomis smut #stu macher smut #stu macher x reader #ghostface x reader #billy and stu x reader #ghostface #ghostface smut #come get y’all’s juice

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just-a-sleepy-idiot · 2 years

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Billy & Stu Imagine: Comforting you when you're sad SMUT

Content/Warnings: Not gendered but Reader wears a skirt, Fingering and oral (Reader receiving) kinda boarding school AU? They live in dorms, Angsty!! Referenced self harm and scars on your arms, Reader has depression

Summary: Depressive!Reader feels like a failure and the comfort your best friends turns into more

It drained your last energy to get to your room unnoticed, to slip past your classmates without letting the emotions show that boiled inside of you. You kept your gaze down so they wouldn't see when tears welled up once in a while before you regained control over your expression.

Only when you made it into your room you allowed yourself to slowly fall apart. Tears blinded you and streamed down your heated cheeks as the first sobs escaped your closeted throat.

You failed again, failed like you always did despite your desperate attempts to be better. You really tried to keep up but eventually you would always fall behind and end up being the airhead who doesn't get it.

Sinking to your knees you folded your arms over your head on the edge of your bed. Your fingers ran through your hair, painfully gripping it for a moment. You thought about the knife in your nightstand, and instinctively you yearned for the pain to quieten your buzzing mind.

That was when a soft knock interrupted your thoughts, and a moment after the unmistakable steps announced that your best friends had just entered the room. The door softly shut behind them, you didn't even bother to hide the tears- you couldn't put yourself together at this point.

They exchanged a look, over the course of the day they had felt your energy shift. The others had thought you were just tired but since they were your best friends even someone as oblivious as Stu had noticed that something was wrong. And then you had disappeared so suddenly after class- so they went to find you.

Now that they saw you like this their suspicion was confirmed and the worry worsened, they hated to see you like this. To see their best friend, the person who accepted and completed them, look so broken. And you didn't even tell them.. even though they always came to you when they felt bad.

Stu was the first to hurry to your side, kneeling down next to you and eyeing you with worry. Billy followed after locking the door, he didn't want anyone else to see you in a vulnerable state like this.

"Why didn't you tell us.." he said softly, and gently pushed his fingers through your hair while Stu rubbed your back.

"What made you sad?" Stu now asked, and you sobbed in an attempt to answer, "I'm good at nothing, there is no way I can archive anything after school."

They knew about these insecurities, so they fell silent for a moment. Then they gently tried to make you stand up,

"C'mon.." Stu said, "Don't sit here on the ground.." Billy wiped away a tear from your cheek with the utmost care, seating you on the bed. They sat down on both sides of you and looked at each other, trying to figure out how they could make you understand how amazing you were.

"You are smarter than you think" Billy begun, and made you look at him. "You are not dumb, you are just hindered by your depression."

"Yeah! I mean how could you expect yourself to run with a broken leg?" The blond added, and put his arm around your waist. Billy in turn put an arm around your shoulder, and you let your head drop down on his.

"You aren't lazy for not being able to learn as much as you want to Y/n. Doing your best doesn't mean working until you have to cry." Billy added and pressed a kiss to your head. That made you tiredly open your eyes again and his gaze was met with this incredible exhaustion in yours. You were so hopeless right now..

In a moment of tiredness your body felt more heavy, making you and Billy lean back a moment. But he just went with it and laid down facing you. Stu did the same and hugged you from the back, pressing a kiss on your shoulder. That made you hum quietly, putting a hand on top of his on your stomach. "You are so warm.." you murmured and closed your eyes.

Billy played with your hair and put his forehead against yours, you could feel his breath. He then surprised you by gripping you by the back of your knee, leading your leg to lie on top of him to which you gently put a hand on the back of his head.

It was comfortable, cuddling with them like that. You had hugged them before, but never have the three of you been so close. But it didn't feel weird, it felt.. right, it felt natural.

Stu kissed your shoulder again, then your neck, it caused a good kind of shiver to run through your body and a soft gasp left your lips. It seemed as if they paused a moment at that, you felt them looking at you despite still having your eyes closed.

Billys hand on your leg now rubbed your thigh, "Your skin is soft" he said quietly and Stu hummed in affirmation to that. Billy now also pressed a kiss to your jawline, your eyes opened just a little bit, you could now feel his lips lingering over yours. You looked at him and without a thought your lips connected as if it was natural, moving against each other softly.

Stu started to rub your stomach now, it all made a heat rise within you and it was focused on both of them. They made you feel comfortable and also.. excited. You couldn't help but push your backside against him, instinctively encouraging him like that. He groaned at the fraction and let his hand go a bit lower, just testing the waters as he played with the hem of your skirt.

He usually already had an intense gaze, but when you opened your eyes to look at Billy it seemed so much.. more. So soft oft yet possessive and it made you feel both so protected and wanted at the same time. And despite Stu already being quite the touchy type the way he was being physical right now was also different. It was bearing a kind of possessiveness as well, as if he didn’t want to let go of you.

Billy put a strand of your hair behind your ear and pressed another quick kiss onto your lips, exchanging a look with Stu to confirm that they were thinking the same thing.

„Just let go, we‘re going to make you feel better.“

He said lowly and slid his hand over your thigh, sliding your skirt up in the process. His sharp gaze darted down to your exposed underwear, and his index finger lightly pressed down on your sensitive spot.

Your breath hitched, and both listened up attentively at the pleasant sound that left your lips. It was thrilling to hear what you sounded like when you were being touched. So different from anything your friends knew from you, but something they have absolutely imagined before.

He circled that area, building tension in your stomach while Stu‘s hand went to lightly press a finger against your entrance, swirling the tip of his finger over it on top of your panties.

They kept on touching you like this before they clearly felt how turned on you were through the underwear.

„Let me help you dear“ Stu said and yanked your underwear down, exposing your throbbing sex completely. Billy pushed you on your back by your shoulder and helped to slide them off your legs completely.

They hovered above you on either side, making your eyes widen wish a blush. It made them smile to themselves to see you like that, so bashful but with that turned on gleam in your eyes hanging over your gaze as you looked up to them.

Billy now directly felt up your entrance with his fingers and groaned, you were so perfect. He started easing two fingers into you, making you moan and throw your head back at the penetration. They both looked on with awe how easily your insides swallowed him, tightening around his fingers so deliciously.

You were so embarrassed that you tried to close your legs, but Stu firmly gripped them by the back of your knees and kept them separated.

„Don’t be embarrassed, you‘re stunning.“ He said and rubbed his face briefly against your thigh, grinning mischievously before leaning down to flick his tongue against your sensitive spot. It made you moan even louder, and you threw your head to the side in bliss.

They exchanged glances and Billy kissed you again, thrusting his fingers in and out of you firmly while Stu came up between your legs to continue his vigorous treatment with his tongue.

Your hips started to move on their own to meet this wonderful feeling, making them smile as the feeling in your stomach increasingly build up.

They seemed to feel that you were close and increased their actions. Billy relentlessly pounded his fingers into you, starting to kiss down your neck and leaving a soft bite on your shoulder. Stu started sucking directly were you wanted him the most, and tears spilled from your eyes as you felt yourself coming over the edge.

You completely came undone, and came around them. Arching your back, looking prettier than anything that they have ever seen before as they kept on pushing you through your orgasm.

You lost all energy and caught your breath, feeling the pulsing remain after they softly retreated from it.

„You are breathtaking when you cum, I could work you up for hours.“ Stu said and played with your hair, licking his lips with a grin.

„You did so well, you should rest now.“ Billy added, which made you whine and hold onto their arms as they attempted to get up.

„No! Please.. stay with me.“ You asked, and they exchanged a glance before getting off their shoes and settling down on either side of you again.

„Come here.“ Stu said, you followed swiftly and moved over into his open arms. He wrapped his arms around you and rested his head on top of yours, closing his eyes along with you.

Billy put an arm around your waist and settled down to lie behind you, putting your skirt in place again before pulling the blanket on top of all of you. „Sleep.“ He said, „We‘ll be there.“

And you relaxed further, sighing as you cuddled into your best friends under the blanket.

I hope you liked it!!

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