#also these jeans make my bulge huge

[mommypieck]

i really enjoyed the aot sizes drabble you did, could do jjk, please? (adult only if that's okay w/ u)

gojo

he acts like he has the biggest dick alive but it's not the case. he's about 6inches which is A LOT but whenever he compares his dick to geto, his ego falters. he surely has a beautiful dick and he knows that it's pretty. polar opposite of geto, he wants everyone to see his dick print and he even posts pictures in pants that show it. he loves seeing his dick wet, whether it's with your spit or with lube (let alone your pussy juices). the type who would do helicopter with his dick. seriously he's such a turn on and turn off at the same time.

geto

he's huge!! about 7 inches and thick. he knows that he's big but he doesn't brag about it. he knows he can't wear tighter pants because of his dick print and it makes him angry. he also loves slapping his dick on your face to see how big he looks on your face. he's the type who puts his dick in your mouth just to see your mouth stretch big. he takes the prettiest nudes. like seriously, they're a work of art. he loves sending mirror videos and they're just chefs kiss.

toji

im not going to say any measurements here but he's massive. monster cock ceo. he's too big and every normal person has trouble taking him. that doesn't mean that he's not gonna MAKE it fit. his head gets dark red when he's hard and the veins on his shafts pulse. i think he would be oversensitive but he tries to hide it. he can go max 2 rounds because of how oversensitive he gets. when beyonce said "if you don't jump to put jeans on you don't feel my pain." but with his bulge.

nanami

about the same as gojo (maybe a little bigger). he's more long than thick. but he stretches you out nicely. his dick is super pretty. even the veins on it are symmetrical. he has a model dick if that's a thing. he's cut!! i can't imagine nanami uncut. i don't know why but i think he gets hard easily but doesn't need to pleasure himself. like you just come home and he's just here with his hard dick laying on his stomach.

[shypen]

ㅤ — ༿ີ۪۪  ͏ ͏ so 𝓰ood for me ⠀⠀𓋜‎ 𝓟SH

𝓼ypnosis . when you hide under mr. park’s desk, you notice his bulge and you can’t resist. ✧‎ ‎ ㅤ 𝓰enre . smut 3k

a.note . SUNGHOON AND READER ARE ONLY 2 YEARS APART IN AGE !! no illegal business going on here. nuh uh!

𝓬ontains . sucking, public sex, punishments, degrading, dirty talk, pet names, unprotected sex ++ MINORS DNI

𝓹airings . young!teacher!sunghoon x f!student!reader

req status . taking rqs!!

reminder . everything here is FICTIONAL, meaning NOTHING HERE IS REAL!! these things never happened. if u dont like my work dont read it pls and ty !

© shypen 2024. do not copy, plagiarize or repost.

“listen up! we’ll analyze substances today, so—” the students groan, already disinterested by what theyre about to learn. “—open your books to page 17 and memorize as much as you can,” sunghoon goes on, settling into his chair as he scoots it nearer to his desk, right where you’re under. right as you're getting ready to scare him, you spot something.

oh— so thats why he scooted closer to his desk? so he can hide his growing hardness? how smart of you, mr. park.

you can’t say you aren’t getting wet from just seeing his bulge through his pants, and by the looks of it, it’s huge. you can see more of it the more he manspreads. the urge to grab it? high. the chances you’ll actually do it? also high.

literally no teacher likes you; you're considered the troublemaker of the school. you already get into enough trouble, but this? this time it's not even because you want to misbehave anymore; it's because of mr. park himself. goodness, you love the sexiness and frustration in his face when you see him all infuriated and disappointed when he hands you your report card. since he’s the teacher of your last class, you always make sure to be extra naughty. despite all of this, he somehow still shows a slight preference for you over all his other students. he finds it amusing how careless you are, but you don’t know that.

you’re a troublemaker. you always were. today’s no different. you sneaked under his desk with intentions to prank and scare sunghoon, but now your original plans are completely gone. new plan: help mr. park cum.

after all, you’ve always liked him anyway.

you gently tap his lower leg, causing him to flinch and peek down beneath the desk. his cold gaze lands on your eyes, and you spot him eyeing you up and down, almost as if checking you out, but you choose to simply ignore him. “what do you want, y/n,” he eventually speaks, and you watch as he rolls his eyes at you. “you,” you reply nonchalantly. “i can help you, you know?” you add.

he scoffs, tilting his head, and you can feel yourself getting more wet the longer you two maintain eye contact. “and what do you wanna help me with?” he asks, leaning back on his office chair. “don’t act dumb, sir,” you sigh, getting more impatient by the second. you tug on his jeans with pleading eyes. “i’m teaching,” he sternly replies, but he seems unsure of his response, a glint of uncertainty sparkles in his eyes, almost like he wants you to help.

“whatever you say,” you smile as he redirects his attention back onto the class.

now’s your chance.

you yank on his belt, regardless of whether he notices you or not. you gently drop the belt on the floor, hoping your classmates wouldn’t hear. sunghoon looks underneath the desk again. “y/n, i told you—”

“continue teaching, isn’t that your job?” you grumble, avoiding eye contact. you pull down his pants ‘til his boxers reveal themselves to you, and you take them off as well. sunghoon’s addams apple bobs up and down as he gulps, attempting to focus on teaching his class. every single voice is muffled from your point of view, allowing you to focus more on pleasuring sunghoon. as you tug more on his underwear, his cock finally springs out and you bite your lip at the sight. so unbelievably big and veiny, already leaking with precum at the tip. you get on your knees and position your mouth to where his tip is, not wasting any time to engulf his cock into the warmth of your mouth, and you can observe him clenching the pen he had been twirling in his hand just a moment ago between his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound. his hand that was originally resting on his thigh makes its way up to your hair, grabbing on it gently.

you take this opportunity to keep going. you suck lightly as your tongue caresses the head of his tip, licking off the oh so tasty precum that he produced. you tilt your head to work on the base of his cock. you give it a long lick from his balls to the tip. your soft and supple hands wrap around his base, hearing deep pants escape from his mouth as you do so. he clears his throat and looks out the window to seem occupied as the students read their textbooks, head buried deep in their pages. you pause briefly to collect your saliva, silently spitting on his cock to use as a lubricant. your hands that wrapped around his base are now slowly pumping his cock, your spit from earlier making it easier to slide your hands up and down his shaft. his grasp on your hair tightens, and a soft smile appears on your face. you wrap your plump lips around the head of his cock again to start sucking on it, simultaneously moving up and down with your hand. your free hand flies up to grip and play with his balls.

your lips move further down his hard length as your hand that’s jerking his cock speeds up, your hand and mouth feeling his veins. sunghoon eventually gets more impatient, gripping your hair with more force as he pushes your head down on his cock more. “you’re really testing my patience, princess,” he mutters in a hushed voice. the sudden movement and nickname makes you gag, and you feel an uncomfortable wetness pool your panties from underneath. he puts more pressure on your head, pushing you down his length, and you can feel your eyes water, threatening to fall. you’d be lying if you said he didn’t taste good, letting out muffled mmf noises as you suck him. your whimpers send vibrations through sunghoon’s body, and you can tell it’s becoming increasingly more difficult to hide what you two are doing.

salty tears form in your eyes again as he pushes your head down, his tip hitting your throat. “so cockhungry,” he speaks between silent and soft pants. his gentle hands, warm and with visible veins, softly take hold of your hand on his cock, guiding you up and down as you continue to lick and suck on his shaft, teasingly licking his slit located at his tip. you’re able to feel the bumps of his veins running through his cock with each stroke. without sunghoon’s guidance, you work your mouth down his length, his tip reaching the back of your throat. “that’s it,” he mumbles silently, close to sounding like a moan, it makes your kitty clench around nothing. you glance up at him through your eyelashes to spot him biting down on his lower lip, gulping, attempting to swallow any pathetic sounds he’ll potentially make.

he guides you to you bob your head up and down his shaft faster, his patience thinning with each passing second, his eyes flickering to the ticking clock. you jerk your hand up and down his length as you suck on the head of his cock, his taste intoxicating. you’d do anything to swallow his cum right now if you two didn’t have company. you continue to toy with his balls as you suck and lick on his cock. you pause when you hear sunghoon call your name in a whisper. “look at me when i do this. can you do that for me, princess?” he speaks softly. his gentle and sweet tone doesn’t look as convincing now when you notice the corners of his perfect pretty lips lifting into a slight smirk. you swirl your tongue around the slit at his tip before pulling away, your hands still on his cock. you nod as a response to his question as your hands remain playing with his balls.

you hear a faint ‘good girl’ escaping his lips before he pushes your head down, roughly shoving his cock down your throat. he harshly moves your head up and down, making you gag from the pace and pressure. you try your best to maintain eye contact as he uses you for his own pleasure, and you can’t say you don’t enjoy it. “take it, filthy cockslut,” sunghoon sighs between heavy breaths, the degrading making you even wetter. you release a tiny whimper as he continues to use your mouth for his own benefit. you focus on pumping his cock again, the desperation of wanting to cum in your mouth evident in his eyes and tone. you try your best not to choke when he shoves his hot cock all the way in your throat, gazing up at him with watery eyes. despite all of this, you keep sucking on him, so pathetically desperate for more of his taste, and it shows.

he tugs on your hair, causing you to let out a tiny yelp. “so needy for me, hm?” his sultry whispers ring in your ear as you continue to lick and suck on his length, determined to pleasure him as much as he’d like. you rub his shaft more, increasing your pace. naturally, your mouth and hand syncs up, causing both your hand and mouth to speed up against his delicious cock. judging by how his lips part, his grip on your hair tightening, and him squinting his eyes, he’s close. “shoot,” he mumbles under his breath, the hot sounds of you gagging and choking bring him even closer to his climax. you watch as he brings both of his hands down to tangle themselves in your hair, tugging on it slightly.

you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, pumping it faster until he shoots his load into your mouth, and you don’t hesitate to lick and swallow every bit of his cum, and goodness did it taste good. he bites his lip as he watches you drink up every little drop of his cum while attempting to fix his ragged breathing. a trail of his cum goes unnoticed by you considering it landed on your chin. sunghoon helps you, scooping up the liquid with his thumb and making you suck on his finger. once you’ve swallowed everything, sunghoon caresses your cheek with his thumb as he switches his attention back up to the clueless students, still reading their textbooks.

"see you around!" you yell, your voice trailing off as you wave goodbye to your friend. with a smile on your face, you turn and begin making your way back to your dorm. that’s until you feel a hand on your wrist, dragging you away. trying to pry your hand away is no use — they’re so ridiculously strong. “no use resisting,” you hear a low, familiar voice chuckle. you turn your attention to them. “mr. park?”

you gulp as he unlocks the backseat door of his car and shoves you in, positioning himself next to you as he shuts the door. he barely gives you any time to react before lifting your chin up with one finger and slamming his lips on yours. he lets go, tilting his head. “slut,” he mutters under his breath as he presses his lips against yours again with more force than before, causing you to let out a pathetic little moan against his lips. he uses that to his advantage, slipping his tongue in your mouth. he pulls away, panting slightly. “think you could just get away with that little stunt you pulled back there?” he scoffs, leaning back in to devour your lips. his hands travel to your waist to pull your body closer to his. sunghoon leans forward, prompting you to lean back and lay down on his car seats, leaving him on top of you. he moves away to leave a trail of wet and sloppy kisses down your neck. “took my cock so well back there..” he sighs as his hand moves down to play with the waistband of your skirt, slyly sliding them off.

you feel a warm blush spreading across your cheeks as you observe his actions. his hand starts to rub your clothed clit once he fully takes off your skirt. “you’re soaked, slut,” he smirks, grabbing your hands to place them on the zipper of his jeans. you take the hint and hurriedly start to fidget with the zipper, attempting to zip it down. you’re thankfully successful, and you impatiently pull both his pants and underwear down as he helps you, finally freeing his cock. his tip is glistening with his precum dripping down, veins running through his shaft, and goodness the sight is hot. you nearly drool at what you’re seeing, but you keep a straight face. your breathing becomes uneven, and sunghoon notices. he chuckles lowly, slowly positioning his cock near your entrance. you honestly doubt that he’s gonna fit.

his tip reaches your clit teasingly, and you spread your legs more. “p-please—” you choke out breathlessly, not even thinking before you speak. “please what?” he fails to hold back a smile at your desperation. he doesn’t give you a fraction of a second to respond before thrusting his hot cock into you, eliciting a moan from the back of your throat. the way his cock is stretching your walls out makes you bite down on your lip. you can feel every bump of his veins, and it’s so hot. he gives you some time to adjust. it’s a deceivingly nice gesture. he pulls his cock out of you until only the tip is left, then harshly shoves his whole length into you, causing you to let out a pathetic whimper. “so tight.. feels so good..” he murmurs as he begins to deeply thrust in and out of you at a slow pace. he lets out a small moan at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. “sunghoon..” you whine, the sound of his name rolling off your tongue makes sunghoon release a low groan from his mouth.

he speeds his pace up slightly, your breath hitching each time he sloppily thrusts into you. his cock slips in and out of you effortlessly because of how embarrassingly wet you are. his tip reaches your g-spot and a moan escapes your lips. sunghoon slams his lips back on yours with no warning, swallowing all your moans and whimpers as he thrusts into you harsher and harder. he moves away but still keeps his head close, a string of saliva connecting you two before breaking. “mmf— shoot,” he grunts, pulling his cock out before diving back into your tightness, the emptiness followed by the sudden feeling of being filled up is so satisfyingly dizzying. his speed increases, the pleasurable rhythm resulting in you whining in pleasure. he hits your g-spot with every thrust, making your eyes roll back. “you like that.. huff.. huh?” he speaks in between his breathy and heavy pants. “cockslut,” he moans as you moan with him, yours being followed by a whimper. his hips move mercilessly as clapping noises can be heard throughout the car. you cry out his name weakly, stars appearing in your vision as he repeatedly hits your g-spot.

your brows furrow, eyes shutting tightly as he pumps his cock into you rough and hard. his strategy’s simple: sliding his cock out until just the tip’s left before burying it all fully inside you. simple, but feels so satisfying. you can’t help but moan, feeling lost in the pleasure. the sounds of you enjoying yourself clicks something in sunghoon, thrusting deep into you til his cock fully disappears in you. “s-sunghoon—” you gasp, breathing slowly becoming strained. “take it, dirty slut,” he grunts, moving his head down to bury itself into the corner of your neck, leaving wet kisses on it. “say my name again,” he pants, his warm breath fanning on your neck. “sunghoon—” you stammer, lifting your head so sunghoon has more space on your neck. sunghoon licks his lips at the sound of his name escaping your pretty mouth. pants, moans, and skin slapping skin noises can be heard inside the car, your eyes half-lidded from all the pleasure.

“c-close..” you choke out, clenching your walls around him more. without a word, sunghoon pounds his cock into you all the way and the knot in your stomach tightens. “cum with me, okay?” he groans, the power of his movements pushing you forward with each impact. sunghoon’s cock twitches inside of you, both of your breathing patterns becoming uneven. you cry out his name like it’s the only word you know, your kitty clenching tightly around him, milking his length as the knot in your stomach finally snaps. sunghoon’s breathing comes out as tiny gasps before he moans out, spilling his hot cum all inside you, his hips stuttering as he does so. he hurriedly pulls his cock out of you and spreads your legs even more to watch all of the cum flow out of you, the sight making him lick his lips. you watch as he leans in, his perfectly pink tongue sneaking into you. the overstimulation makes you gasp. he laps up all the liquids before pulling away, breathing heavily.

he shifts so you two swap positions, your back now against his torso as you’re on top of him. he starts to kiss your neck as he mumbles against your nape. “you okay?” he tiredly mutters, and you reply with a nod. “‘liked it..” you stutter, and he smiles against the crook of your neck as he leaves behind a trail of sloppy kisses. “so good for me, aren’t you?” sunghoon speaks, voice husky and deep. he grabs your hand and starts to gently rub circles on your palm, a reassuring gesture. you smile and nod again as you calm yourself down from your climax.

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[nonotnolan]

Rush Week

You develop a special sort of bond with a guy when you've swapped bodies and you're touching each other's dick. It's the justification that Sigma Epsilon Chi gave for their partnership with Cuerpo Inc. during rush week, and I had to admit it makes sense. More to the point, Sig-Ep is THE frat to be in, so I knew I was going to do whatever it took to become a member, hazing be damned.

My face has never been much to look at-- my ears have always been huge, my hair is hopelessly curly, and I think my features are more rugged than handsome. I certainly don't have legacy money or family connections. I pledged with the hope that my muscles or my vibes would get me a ticket in, and I was so relieved to get that offer letter.

They said the house would swap bodies at random for the weekend, but I know that the machinery they use allows you to specify certain swaps and randomize others. I was convinced one of the upperclassmen will be taking my body while I ended up in some twig body for maximum embarrassment... and I wasn't wrong.

Henry is... he's a good guy, honestly. His parents are loaded and he can eat damn near anything and it doesn't affect his figure. I've never been fashion forward, so having access to his closet has been wild. The guy actually owns a sewing machine! He's also one of those guys who is never seen without product in his hair-- he actually left me instructions on how to take care of it. I can only imagine what he's gonna do in my low maintenance body-- all I own are tank tops and gym shirts. I'm half-expecting to come back to a new wardrobe and a manicure. But holy hell, the dude is thin and lanky in ways I didn't think was possible. I hope he enjoys having some actual meat on his bones.

The biggest thing is that Henry is gay. Which, you know, that's totally cool by me! More chicks for the rest of us. But once I was put into his body, seeing all of my fellow bros roaming around shirtless and feeling up their new muscles... I don't know how Henry can wear these skinny jeans all the time. I was rock-hard within minutes and it physically hurt to have my new eight inches constrained by denim. I almost feel guilty, giving him the shorter end of the stick.

I'm pretty sure Henry is an insatiable bottom, so all of that size seems wasted but... what can you do? Anyway, we're allowed to hook up this weekend as long as we use condoms and... when else am I gonna have this opportunity, you know? If I don't take this chance, I'm gonna be consumed by the 'what if's forever. Also the part where I'm horny as fuck in his body.

Lucky for me, whoever ended up in Joey's body was giving me the side-eye the whole time we were at the opening mixer, so I don't think it will take much effort to get my dick wet. His body has the type of smooth skin I've always envied, and I'm honestly jealous at how handsome his face looks. He's got a dirty blonde dye job that plays into his charm, and his muscles are... well, they might be bigger than mine. My real muscles, anyway.

"You wanna head upstairs to my room?" Joey asked, grabbing my bulge in his hand. He flashed a dazzling grin, and I could feel myself swooning from the confidence. God, I wanted him so bad. But Joey was just a Sophomore, which meant he still had one of the smaller bedrooms.

"My room," I said, shaking my head. A thought crossed my mind, and once again I figured I may as well follow the impulse. I threw my arms around Joey's neck and jumped into his arms. He stumbled a bit, but pretty soon his arms were hooked underneath my body to support my weight. So many of my friends back home did that all the time, and now I understood why they found it addicting. I leaned in close enough for him to feel the heat of my breath as I whispered into his ear, "I want you inside me."

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"I really needed that," I said, putting some clothes back on after the most intense session of my life. "Can't say that I had ever imagined getting fucked by a man before, but, uhh... I enjoyed it, it was good. Hopefully that was good for you, too?" I could feel myself starting to blush. "I've never been a gay man before, but I think I got the hang of it there at the end."

"Bro, you were great, don't even worry about it," Joey said, resting a comforting hand on my shoulder. "But, uhh... what do you mean, you've never been a gay man before?"

I paused, trying to figure out whether or not he was messing with me. "I mean... I'm in Henry's body right now? It's me, Matty. I'm not actually gay. But, you know... when in Rome."

He just laughed at me. "Bro, that's not how it works. Attraction is all in the brain. Like... yeah, the real Henry is out and proud, but you being in his body doesn't make you gay. If you were into that, you've always been into dudes. You were just too afraid to admit it."

His face was all smiles, but his words felt like a punch to the gut. "Wait, but... I can't be gay, I've had girlfriends, I..." I tried to come up with some sort of defense, but nothing came to mind. I thought I was caught up in what other guys looked like because I was jealous. Was that just some warped form of attraction? "Are you sure the swap works like that?"

Joey wrapped me in a warm hug. "I'm sure. Sorry, bro. Didn't mean to give you a existential crisis. I thought you knew. You may not be gay, if it helps? You might be, like... Bi or Pan instead. And no one's gonna make you pick a label right away. Take your time, see what feels right."

He had a point. Being attracted to dudes wasn't limited to just gay men. And anyway, it's not like being gay would be a bad thing. I just... I didn't think it was me. "Hey, thanks bro," I said, hugging him back. "And... sorry if I sounded insulting. There's nothing wrong with being gay, I just didn't think... well, I'll definitely have to figure out my, uhh... my truth, I guess."

I started lowering my hands back down to his ass, and pretty soon we were making out again. "Hey, are you sure this is what you want?" Joey asked, pausing as I started to strip again. "Feels like you're moving fast, and I want to make sure you're not, like... pressured or whatever."

"Yeah, I'm sure," I replied, smiling at him. "You're the one who told me to see what feels right. That was my first time having sex with a dude, and it felt pretty good. So I think I'm gonna have sex with a guy for a second time. See what happens."

He smiled back, and I could feel myself melt. I don't know who's in Joey's body right now, but I hope it's someone hot. There's no way we aren't hooking up once we swap back.

[iiseult]

RED-HANDED: Gyutaro x reader - College!AU (part 2)

CWs → femdom!reader, sub!gyutaro, loss of virginity, afab reader, creampie, degradation, biting, slapping/rough handling (mild bdsm), not proofread, Gyutaro needs you biblically, also he’s a little less pathetic in this part for some reason but that's just where the spirit of the lord took me

Wordcount: 3.1k

Guytaro groaned as soon as you left the bathroom, taking a moment to process everything. He was about to lose his virginity to the girl he’d been in love with for god knows how long, and it was her idea. His cock twitched in his hand. He was already getting hard again just thinking about you, his refractory period apparently no longer existent. Quickly– and painfully– he stuffed himself back into his shorts and stood up, making for the door, but stopped short when he reached the mirror. The fact that you were even willing to touch him at all gave him a huge confidence boost, and he suddenly had the urge to impress you. He gazed at his reflection for a few seconds, just drinking in his own appearance without shying away for what felt like the first time in years. His eyes were tired and bloodshot, underscored with dark purple circles. His hair was untameable, and stuck out at odd angles all around his face. Dark, splotchy birthmarks covered his complexion, which was gaunt and gray. He looked just the same as he always had, but somehow, some way, there had been an inexplicable change, and he thought that maybe he wasn’t such a lost cause after all. He bit back a smile and decided not to waste any more time, eagerly returning to his room, and to you.

When he opened the door, you were sitting on his bed again, hands folded neatly in your lap. Whatever confidence he had before was shattered upon seeing you. He hastily closed the door and leaned his back against it for support, chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to catch his breath, because your shirt was long gone, now folded in a neat pile on his desk chair. All that remained to cover your breasts was that lacy nude-colored bra that had been driving him crazy ever since you’d arrived. It was all he could do to stand there and gawk, practically drooling at the sight of your supple tits sitting so pretty, so perky and just for him to see. You laughed a little at his reaction, finding his inexperience endlessly amusing– and arousing.

“Get on your knees,” you ordered, voice a bit softer than it had been before, but still commanding.

“Yes...” he breathed.

Without hesitating for even a second, Gyutaro dropped to his hands and knees, never breaking eye contact with your chest. Before you could even tell him to, he read your mind and started to slowly crawl across the room towards the bed, all the while gazing up at you reverently. When he finally reached the edge of the bed, he sat right between your legs and took one in his hand, closing his eyes and pressing gentle kisses all over it. The blissful feeling of your warm skin coming into contact with his lips made him moan out loud every single time he repeated the action. He looked so pussydrunk already, you almost regretted having to give him his next order.

“Stop. Sit there like a good boy and watch me take my pants off.”

He eagerly nodded and withdrew, dropping his hands into his lap and conveniently placing them right over his growing bulge. Even the tiny amount of friction that caused elicited a grunt from him, which he immediately regretted.

“I never said you could touch yourself. Just watch.”

He whined, but obeyed. Slowly, you stood up and unbuttoned your jeans, sliding the waistband over your hips, down past your plush thighs, and finally to your ankles, where you paused.

“Gyu, you wanna do the rest for me?” you asked, gesturing to the material pooling around your ankles.

“God, yes, please, I wanna take your pants off. Your thighs are so…” he cut himself off with a shallow sigh that was more of a moan than anything else.

“C-can I touch them, please?” he asked, eyes shining with hope.

“Since you asked so nicely, yes–”

Before you could even finish, he was plunging his face into the soft flesh, inhaling deeply and spluttering out unintelligible praises.

“Ngh– oh god, ‘s so good, you’re so s-soft, ‘s even better than I imagined, want you so bad, god please, need you…”

You felt a tingle in your stomach at his ragged voice praising you. You weren’t expecting him to be so vocal, but admittedly, you liked it. A lot. You raked your fingers against his scalp, almost gently, suddenly filled with a bit of tenderness for the boy. It was a surprise to you that he was making you feel anything at all, since he seemed so incapable just a few short moments ago. Maybe there’s more to him than meets the eye, you thought.

After a few more seconds of indulgence, you took up a fistful of his hair and gave it a good, sharp yank, pulling his flushed face out of your thighs. His eyes were half-lidded, and a drunk sort of smile adorned his lips.

“Come on, take my pants off,” you urged, tapping his knee with your foot. He nodded, springing into action, but he surprised you yet again when he leaned down and took the fabric between his teeth, pulling it off you the rest of the way and leaving it in a pile on the floor. Your jaw actually dropped. Had he really never done this before? In no time at all, he had returned to your thighs, now nipping at them with his sharp teeth. Your clit throbbed.

“Ah…” you moaned softly, almost too quietly for him to hear– but not quite. He froze, causing you to squirm, pressing your thighs together.

“C-can I…” he started, hooking a finger under the waistband of your panties and burning holes in them with his eyes. You nodded, lifting your hips to help him, and in much the same manner he had taken off your pants, he took them in his teeth and slid them down your thighs, grazing your flesh with his pointy canines. As soon as they were off your body, he tossed them aside and found himself face-to-face with your bare, glistening cunt. Your legs were spread, inviting him in.

“Have you ever given head before, Gyu?” you asked, leaning back on your palms comfortably and looking down at him.

“No, but I think I know what to do, if you’ll let me try…” he said eagerly, sounding surprisingly confident.

“Show me what you got,” you said. Then, you placed a hand on the back of his head, preparing to pull his hair if he got too rough, which, admittedly, was what you were expecting.

Gently, tentatively, Gyutaro stuck his tongue out and licked a stripe up your cunt, making sure to dip his tongue into your hole and get a good taste of your juices. Your clit throbbed again, and you shamelessly bucked your hips up into his mouth, already needing more of him. He let out a long, whiny moan, eyelids fluttering shut in ecstasy as he melted into your touch.

“Taste so good, Y/N, fuckk…” He dipped his head back down for more, prodding his warm tongue into you even deeper and bumping his nose against your clit. Your back arched, and your grip on his hair tightened. He changed tactics, deciding to try sucking gently on your clit and kissing every part of your pussy he could reach. Occasionally he’d flick his tongue against your clit, making you yelp and roll your hips into his face.

“Doing so good Gyu, such a good boy,” you said breathlessly, allowing a few more soft moans to leave your lips as a thank you to him. He whined into your pussy, sending vibrations through your body. You felt something tighten in your stomach.

“Fuck me with your tongue. Jus’ like that– Oh, fuck, just like that, Gyu,” you growled, feeling your walls get tighter around his tongue by the second. He let out a string of whimpers as he mercilessly thrusted his tongue into your dripping wet hole, so deep that he could barely breathe. His chin and lips were completely coated in your slick, and he couldn’t get enough of your scent.

“Ah- ah- I’m gonna cum, Gyu, don’t you dare fucking stop,” you cried, violently pushing his face into your pussy one final time, allowing his tongue to drag against a sensitive spot on your walls. He was such a mess, slurping up everything you gave him as you came around his tongue. He lapped at your clit, letting out a series of broken moans at the taste of your cum. You rode his face through your orgasm, only stopping when the sharp sensation of overstimulation started to take over your body, at which point you yanked his head away from your center.

You were both breathing heavily as you stared into his amber eyes, which were gazing up at you with complete and utter astonishment. For once in your life, you had no idea what to say.

“Did that feel good?” he asked quietly, smiling his lopsided smile.

You slapped him across the face.

For the second time that day, you slapped him across the face, and for the second time that day, it made his cock so hard it burned. But at the same time, his heart dropped.

“You didn’t like it,” he whispered, more to himself. He looked away, fighting the urge to cup his stinging cheek, but you gently grabbed his jaw and turned it to face you again.

“No, I liked it. I just think you look really pretty with my handprint on your cheek.”

He gulped. The smile returned to his face. He just couldn’t help it, he practically had hearts in his eyes when he looked up at you.

“I- I think…I’m in love with you,” he breathed. You grinned.

“You’re gonna love me even more after I ride you. Bed. On your back,” you ordered, moving over to make room for him. As he got himself situated, you unclasped your bra and threw it aside, sitting back on your knees to give him a good view. You massaged your tits gently, throwing your head back and moaning when your fingers grazed your nipples. Gyutaro watched your every move, memorizing your sounds and facial expressions. Everything about you was gorgeous to him, and he really meant it when he said he loved you. He was absolutely enamored.

His dick was once again straining against the fabric of his pants, begging to be released, and this time, you gave it the attention it needed. You hovered your hips over his, letting your tits dangle in his face, and stuck a hand in between your bodies to cup his balls. His entire body jerked slightly to the left at the feeling of your warm hand holding him through his shorts. You squeezed gently, and he let out a cry. Tears pricked his eyes and his heart was practically beating out of his chest. He was trying so hard to be good for you, to control the urge to rip off his stupid shorts and shove his hot shaft into your pussy, all the way up to his balls. He wanted nothing more than to pump you full of his cum, to show you how fucking hard you made him.

“Does my pretty boy wanna stuff me full of his cock?” you teased, tracing a fat vein up his shaft with your fingertip. He nodded fervently, whining out a pathetic “mmm-hmm” in response. A tear slid down his flushed cheek. You licked it up.

“Take them off. Let me see you,” you said.

He sniffed and nodded, sitting up and rubbing the remaining tears from his eyes. He reached for the hem of his shirt and began to pull it up his body, but stopped halfway through, suddenly feeling insecure. What if you didn’t like what you saw and changed your mind? What if he was too skinny for you, or too scarred? A pang of fear shot through his heart at the thought, and he was stuck, frozen with his shirt halfway up his ribs. Thankfully, you knew what he was thinking.

“Come on, pretty, let me see you. Be a good boy for me. I just wanna touch you,” you whispered, letting your fingertips dance across the exposed skin of his ribcage. They left goosebumps in their wake, breaking him out of his trance and giving him the final push he needed to finish what he was doing. In no time at all, his shirt and shorts were off, leaving just the boxers. They were absolutely covered in wet splotches, and the outline of his dick was well-defined against the darkened fabric. You licked your lips and pulled the waistband, only to let it snap back into place, making him yelp. You giggled and mumbled something about how cute he was. The blush that erupted across his face spread all the way up to his ears.

Once he was free of his boxers too, you straddled his hips and leaned onto one elbow to press a searing hot kiss to his cracked lips– the first kiss you two had ever shared. He moaned into your mouth absolutely desperately, and you felt his cock push out a bead of precum, which smeared all over your thigh as his hips stuttered into yours. You sighed in satisfaction, sucking on his bottom lip, and feeling him up with your free hand. You pinched one of his nipples, and the reaction it elicited from him sent a wave of desire crashing through your core.

“Ple-e-e-ease,” he cried, voice cracking as his back arched. His hands grabbed any part of you they could find, which ended up being your tits that were dangling in his face. He squeezed them roughly, his hands completely full of your warmth. He thumbed your nipples the same way he’d seen you do to yourself earlier, making you moan loudly.

“Oh…ah!” you yelped, not expecting the sudden stimulation.

“Please Y/N, please, please, please please! Ah, ’m gonna lose my mind ‘f you don’t… ah, ngh- please?” he begged, eyes wide and hungry. You’d have to be crazy to say no to that.

“Alright, alright. ‘M gonna make you feel good now, okay?” you crooned, grabbing his throbbing dick and lining it up with your soaking entrance.

“Yes! Yes! God, yes!” he chanted, throwing his head back in relief as he felt his swollen tip prod your lips. And when he finally pushed past them and slid deliciously slowly into your thick, glossy walls, his eyes flew open again, and every muscle in his body tensed up. The moan that was stuck in his throat was only released when he bottomed out and your ass bounced against his pelvis, coming to rest there. You were so full you couldn’t even move, let alone breathe.

“Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck, I think I’m gonna- I’m gonna- I-” he cried, body shuddering underneath you. You sighed, grinding down on him, smushing his tip against your cervix and giving him exactly what he needed. He practically screamed in pleasure, gasping desperately for air in between moans.

“Ahhhh! Oh, Ohhh! Shiiiit! I- I love you!” he blurted out again. You felt his hot cum squirt out against your walls in short bursts, surprised there was any left after earlier. In fact, there was so much that it leaked out from your tight hole and pooled around the base of his cock. You stayed still for a few moments, letting him catch his breath and process the fact that he had just lost his virginity. Once his breathing had returned to a relatively normal pace, you started pumping yourself up and down on his cock again, chasing your own high. Though he was only half hard when you began, it didn’t stay that way for long.

“Sh-shit! Fuck Y/N, what are you d-doing?! Gah, pleeease!” he whined, body spasming involuntarily in reaction to the overstimulation. You ignored his protestations and wrapped a hand around his throat, squeezing gently.

“Sorry, baby. Your dick just feels so good…I need more,” you apologized disingenuously, speeding up your thrusts. Your pussy was sucking him in at breakneck speed, and even though it hurt, there was something addicting about it– just like how it felt to have your hand cutting off his airflow.

He reached up and placed a hand on top of yours, pressing down even harder and looking into your eyes.

“More,” he rasped. You choked out a moan. He smirked deliriously.

“You- you like when I choke you?” you asked, grunting as his tip hit that sensitive spot inside you over and over again.

“Yes.”

You could feel tingles of warmth spread through your body, and you were clenching so hard around him you were afraid he’d lose circulation, but it wasn’t enough.

“I need- I need you to touch me. Do you know how to do that, Gyu?” you asked between gasps, feeling the flames of your orgasm lick against your stomach. He shook his head sorrowfully.

“Please– teach me,” he choked out. You nodded and loosened your hold on his neck, instead grabbing his wrist and guiding his hand down to your clit. You pressed his fingers into it and rubbed yourself onto them as you continued to bounce on his dick. He got the gist and started moving them back and forth to help you out.

Stars danced across your vision. You squeezed your eyes shut and bowed your head down to the crook of his neck, gasping as a wave of indescribable pleasure crashed over you. He felt your pussy flutter around him, and that sensation itself was enough to send him over the edge for the third time that night. At this point, he was shooting blanks. He whimpered softly into your ear, continuously reminding you how good you felt and how much he loved you. You bit down on his shoulder as your body shook, the most intense orgasm of your life ripping through you. Gyutaro was on the verge of blacking out from the amount of pleasure he was feeling.

After you had finished riding your orgasm out, you slowly pulled him out of you, pushing the last of his cum out onto his stomach before rolling over and lying limp on your back. Both of your chests were rising and falling in sync as you laid side by side, staring at the ceiling. And when Gyutaro reached for your hand and laced his fingers through yours, you didn’t mind one bit.

[choke-me-joey]

yeah im gonna steal that request… #2 with eddie picking reader up from cheerleading practice and she keeps staring at the tent in his pants 🤤

I tried to make this a little extra filthy just to make you feel better my Angel 🥰 I hope you like it! I love you ❤️

2. It's not gonna suck itself.

Eddie Munson x not your typical cheerleader reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, slightly pervy Eddie, blowjobs, deep throating, gagging, head pushing?? FINALLY VAN SMUT, public naughties I guess???, SLIGHT ANAL PLAY, swallowing

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Eddie was already rock hard.

He couldn't help it; he'd arrived 10 minutes early to pick you up from cheer practice and now he was sat in his van, watching you on the field. Your skirt flipped exposing your untraditional black panties and he groaned, dick straining against his zipper. God you looked fucking good. His little rebel cheerleader. You weren't the stereotypical blonde clone of Chrissy Cunningham, fuck no, you were the complete polar opposite. You liked heavy metal, Lord of the Rings, DnD, weed and drinking on the weekends.

And most important of all, you loved Eddie when the entire school, aside from a select handful in the Hellfire Club, despised him.

You were his dream girl in a pleated skirt and matching hair bow.

Plus, you were fucking filthy.

Eddie groaned again and palmed his cock through his jeans as you jumped up into a perfect toe touch. That damn flexibility of yours. He got to enjoy it way more than anyone on that fucking squad would ever know.

He breathed a sigh of relief as practice finished and you spotted his van immediately, grabbing your bag and running over with a huge smile on your face.

"Hi, baby! Did you see my toe touch? I nailed it!" You exclaimed as you jumped into the passenger seat and pecked your boyfriend's lips.

"I saw it, beautiful, I'm so fucking proud of you!" Eddie grins. "Also, you looked sexy as hell out there."

"Perving on me, Eddie?" You smirk, doing up your seat belt. As your eyes travel down to help you see to fasten it, you can't help but notice the massive bulge in your boyfriend's jeans. Your thighs clench together and you bite your lip.

But it was a 20 minute drive to Eddie's trailer and the parking lot still had a couple of cars in it, so you would have to wait to pounce on him.

"Could ask you the same question, princess." Eddie chuckles, following your eyeline. "Sorry, baby, I can't help it. You know what that skirt does to me."

"Oh, I know." You smirk, eyes flicking down to his crotch again. "But maybe you can show me when we get home? Just to remind me."

"Can't wait that long, princess, been sat here hard as a fucking rock for about 15 minutes already, my balls are starting to hurt." Eddie fake pouts at you and you mirror him.

"Well...it's only a 10 minute drive to Lover's Lake..."

"I love that brain of yours." Eddie groans, putting the car into drive and backing out of his space, tyres squealing along the asphalt. Your eyes flick to his tented jeans once more. Eddie moves his hips forward slightly, clearing his throat. "It's not gonna suck itself."

"Shut up, I was getting to that." You laugh. "Just focus on getting us to the lake without crashing."

"Fuck, yeah." Eddie grins, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel as you unzip his jeans, not at all suprised when you see he's not wearing any underwear.

"You whore." You tease, reaching into his jeans and pulling his cock out. Poor baby really had been hard for a while, the mushroom head of his thick cock angry and reddish purple.

"Fuck, you love it," Eddie hisses, dick jumping as you press a kiss to the head. "Come on, baby, don't tease-"

You shut him up by swallowing him down quickly, which was not an easy feat. His dick slides down your throat and you keep it there for a few seconds, letting the hot flesh pulse in the tight constraints of your throat before you pull up for air, trails of spit keeping your lips and his dick attached. "Shit, sweetheart, gonna make me blow my load before we even get there, looking like that." Eddie sighs, with a quick glance down at your face before focusing back on the road.

You don't miss the way his knuckles turn white as he grips steering wheel as you wrap your hand around his cock, jerking him as you suck on the head, flicking it with your tongue the way he loves. "Jeeeesus Christ, babe," Eddie hisses between clenched teeth as he nearly rams into the car in front stopped at a red light. You hum out a little chuckle and in retaliation he pushes your head down, albeit gently, forcing you to take more of him. Luckily you've given Eddie plenty of blowjobs so you're well trained in taking him, even if you do gag slightly around his thick length. Eddie swears loudly, stepping on the gas, trying his best not to cum before he had a chance to park up and enjoy himself.

As soon as you reach the lake, Eddie slams the van into park, cutting the engine. He lifts his hips and pulls down his soaked jeans and you immediately dive back in, sucking his balls into your mouth as your hand continues to stroke him.

"Fuck, look at that, got Hawkin's hottest cheerleader sucking on my balls, you're fucking filthy babe." Eddie groans, stroking a few loose bits of hair away from your face that had escaped your obligatory cheer pony. You roll your eyes, releasing his left ball from your mouth with a soft 'pop' and moving to the right one to give it the same treatment. Eddie throws his head back against the seat, moaning at the roof of the van.

"Hey, eyes on me handsome," you remind him with a quick bite to his inner thigh. Eddie jumps a little, making you both laugh. "Want you to cum down my throat, 'kay?"

"If a day ever comes where I don't wanna do that when you ask me, just shoot me baby cos I'm already dead inside." Eddie quips, and you shoot him a grin before taking his cock into your mouth again, moving your head up and down quicker than before, the velvety skin slick with your spit - just how he liked it. "Fuck me, you're such a good girl, swallowing down my cock like it's nothing, guess I taught you well, huh?"

You moan in response, the vibrations adding to the building tension in Eddie's balls. He liked to think he had pretty good control over his orgasms, managing to hold back whenever he wanted to you cum first, but when your finger slipped below his balls to his perineum, lubing up his hole with spit and pushing in gently, he lost it, slamming his cock down your throat and cumming so hard he saw stars. "Fucking hell-!"

You were unable to hide the smug look on your face as you pulled off his cock, swallowing everything he had given you. Eddie sat in the drivers seat staring at you, pants around his thighs, dick and balls covered in saliva and a little bit of cum that had escaped your mouth. His face was flushed and sweaty. He looked absolutely fucked.

"What the fuck was that?!" He panted, chest heaving. "Did you...you put a finger in my ass!"

"Just the tip!" You grinned. "Besides you said you wanted to try it, and you really fucking liked it-"

"I'm not saying I didn't, babe, but a little warning next time? I'm gonna need a bit more recovery time before I fuck you now."

"Well, if it makes us even, you can put a finger in my ass when you do." You grin, sliding off your panties from under your skirt and climbing over the centre console into the back of the van, making sure Eddie got a full view of your glistening cunt and perky ass. "Maybe more if you're lucky."

"Oh baby, I'm feeling very fucking lucky right now."

[luuvprincess]

Deacon Kay 🏌🏽‍♀️ (3)

Summary: Desiree stops by HQ for a visit

Warning: SMUT ⚠️‼️ (public sex)

Words: 920

Please excuse any mistakes 🫠

3rd Perosn prospective

Desiree walked into HQ. She knew deacon was gonna be here for a while and her brother. So she decided to stop by with some dinner.

Bake Mac and cheese, steak ,collard greens and white rice with gravy.

"Look who showed up." Hondo said with a huge smile happy to see his little sister. "Well what do we have here?" He asked.

"I figured since you guys would be here all night I bring dinner so nobody has any excuse to miss dinner." Desiree tells him. He leads her to kitchen on the way there Deacon spots them while he's talking to a recruit.

"Hey good work today Harlow." Deacon says as he shakes the young girl hand.

"Thank you Sergeant Kay." She says then they walk their separate ways. Deacon caught up Desiree and Hondo.

"Hey what are you doing here?" Deac asked walking over to his girlfriend of 3 years."Hey I was just stopping by I brought everyone dinner." Des tells him with a smile.

"Imma go ahead and leave you two lovebirds thank you again Des for the food. Deac I'll come get you if we get anything." Hondo says before leaving the room leaving the couple alone.

Desiree bite down on her lip as she eyes her boyfriend. She always loved the way he looked in uniform the way his black swat compression shirt hugged his muscular muscles.

"I want you." Desiree said as she grabbed onto his belt pulling him close. "Sergeant." She wishpered in his ear.

"I hate to break it to you my love but I'm on call." He says. She pouted kissed him softly on the lips. "Please Sergeant Kay. Isn't it your job to help a civilian." She said trying to seduce him.

"I-no I could get into serious trouble not only with the commander but also with your brother." He says.

"David lift up my dress right now and tell if your really gonna deny this piece of art." Desiree said. Deacon shook his head stepping back a little.

"Honey no I'm not taking that risk of someone walking in here and seeing what's mines." He said.

"What if I want to take that risk?" She asked slightly her head to side slightly. "I want you and I want you now not later when your home tomorrow right now." She demanded rubbing on his bulging print.

"Come on baby let me take care of you." She says giving him the puppy eyes. She kissed him as she unzipped his pants slipping her hand into his jeans and rubbing on his hard dick. He let out a small grunt allowing her to continue.

"Hey Deac we got hit on a suspect we're rolling in 30." Hondo called out causing the two to pull away.

"Roger that." Deacon said clearing his throat at his fixed his zipper. Desiree continued to look at Deacon with lust in her eyes. She was ready to risk it all.

"I only need 10 ." She said as she got low in front of him and unzipped his pants she wasted no time and pulled his dick.

"De-fuck." He moaned as he felt her wet lips wrapped around his tip. Taking as much of him as she could down her throat bopping her head slowly as she stroaked what didn't fit.

She pulled away making a pop noise in the process she jerked him off sucking on his balls and kissing on the base of his cock.

"Oh fuck Desiree shit." He moaned as he looked down at her. She was staring him in the eyes. She pulled away leaving soft kisses from his balls to his tip.

Eventually Deacon had enough of her teasing and yanked her up and bent over the counter . Desiree let out a soft moan happy that she finally got what she wanted.

Deacon pulled her dress up her body and her black lace thongs down her thick brown thighs. He looked down seeing how wet she was just for him he stroked his cock a few times before he slide in.

"Fuck Deac yess." Desiree moaned quiet as she possibly could.

"If we weren't in public right now I'd have you screaming." Deacon says in her ear as he picks up his pace with his strokes.

"Ahh Deac right there baby. Yes fuck this pussy up."  She moaned as deacon hit the right spot. He grabbed onto the back of her neck pulling her back his chest.

"Who does this pussy belong too Desiree?" Deacon asked. "Mmm fuck ahh David I'm close." She moaned. Deacon smacked her ass fucking her hard Desiree gasped gripping tightly onto the counter. "Answer my question first then you can cum." He demanded.

"It's yours Deac fuck baby please let me cum." She moaned. He groaned feeling himself also close to his high.

"Come with me gorgeous." He said placing a kiss on her shoulder. Desiree eyes shut tight as she came hard over his cock. He then came after her pulling out and finishing in her thongs.

"That was so much fun we should definitely do that again." She said as she pulled her panites back up her thighs she fixed her dress as he fixed his pants.

"I love you I'll see you at home." He said kissing her "I love you Sergeant Kay be safe." She smiled into the kiss watching him walk out the door.

I have no words for this one y'all 😭

I hope y'all enjoyed this one

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

Omg i just read all of the angel and devil steddie au things you wrote and I AM OBSESSED! Literally you are so good at writing and I am so jealous that I’ll never experience this irl lol. Anyway thank you for making so many amazing pieces of writing!! :)

Could you write something where Eddie makes Steve watch him slowly tease and finger the reader, using his tendrils to keep Steve against the wall in a chokehold when he tries to come over and touch you? You get a bit worried, but Eddie says that he’ll let go of his grip on Steve once the reader cums a few times, so he makes the reader squirt and then Steve joins them and plays with her boobs and kisses her, then they fuck her until she’s overstimulated? Eddie’s degrading her and Steve’s praising her?

(Sorry if that didn’t make sense, also feel free to write it however you want, whatever sparks your creativity!)

Thanks! :)

a/n: oh my gooooddd I cannot tell you how hard it was not to write this into a whole, huge fic! if only I had all the time in the world...

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“Come on, baby,” Steve attempted a slow exhale to calm the throbbing within his jeans, staring at you intently from his restrained spot across the room, “please cum. Do it for me. Let go so that I can come over there and have a taste, please.”

“Eddie,” you whined shakily in protest of the devil’s purposely feathery light touch over your still panty-clad cunt, tickling your throbbing clit so rudely that your whole body trembled in need of more. 

Settled comfortably behind you, the doe eyes you tilted your head to flash the creature didn’t sway him one bit as his tongue simply flickered across his smirk, “what?” a condescending chuckle rippling through him, “what is it?”

“M-more Eds, please,” you whimpered in his arms, “I wanna cum so bad.” 

“Oh yeah? You wanna cum, do you?” he taunted, not changing his teasing touch in the slightest, his stubby nails drawing slow circles over the agonisingly thin barrier covering you up, tickling the obvious wet spot to grow as he further drew your body into madness, “you wanna get off so that your precious little angel can get what he wants, huh?”

“Yes,” you nearly cried. 

“You know what I think? I think you can cum from just this,” he purred, sucking your earlobe in past his lips, “hell, I think you could even squirt for me, soak those pretty little panties and show Steve just how much you want him inside of you,” you felt like clawing up the walls from just how intense and overwhelming the lightness of his touch felt, “come on, cum for him,” he breathed, his fluttering caress steady on your mess of a trembling form, “come on, you can do it,” not even truly realising how far his teasing had pushed you, your desperate moans didn’t register in your own ears as his airy petting conjured a warm trickle to slowly darken the cotton between your quivering thighs, “there you go, honey,” he chuckled as the gush itself had flown completely over your own head, “fuck…” he suddenly gave the sodden gusset a sharp tap, the clear contrast to the previous rude butterfly that had been his touch caused your whole body to jolt and additional squirt to sputter out, your whole centre literally dripping from your juices, “such a pretty fucking mess…” 

Dazed, you peeked out of the crook of Eddie’s frame that had become your hiding spot, “c-can you let go of him now?”

His eyes briefly flickering up towards the angel enveloped in the familiar forceful and inky tentacles, his smirk then redirected to you, “if you cum for him twice in the next 5 minutes,” you felt his long fingers finally breach the waistband of your underwear, your teeth clamping down on your bottom lip as you caught sight of the vision of his hand bulging underneath the drenched cotton, “then I’ll maybe consider it.”

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[maskedcop10]

AI created by leatherandrubberai

I was traveling on the subway when I saw this man standing in the middle of the train. It was late afternoon and I was returning from work. He must have been some CEO, but wearing rubber jeans was so rare. And man, what a huge bulge he was showing off. He seemed to enjoy showing it all, it was very big, and with a rubber glove he held his jeans so it looked even bigger. He knew I was showing off and he liked that. He stayed in the middle of the train and I could see his huge bulge even better. When I got off, he seemed to get off too. By this time I was half hard in my tight jeans. He was behind me on the escalator and up and down I turned slightly to see his huge bulge. Outside the station he stood next to me and looked at me. You see you like rubber and also big sizes he said in a deep voice. Yes I am I said, but you are massive. Yes like a good size between my legs. Usually I am much bigger. Really I said, this is already huge. Well it works for me but I need to get bigger but I didn't have time to pump properly this morning. Normally I'm 9.5" when I pump but I think I'm 9 or even a little less. Do you fancy a drink said the man, his name is Pete by the way, I told him my name and we walked to a small bar. It was crowded inside and Pete ordered two drinks. I went to a corner where it was less crowded and Pete stood in front of me. We talked about pumping and who was so big, and he told me that he had had silicone in his cock and balls for a few years. And that he was also totally into rubber. Occasionally his huge bulge pressed against my jeans. By this time I was rock hard and Pete noticed that too, his rubber-gloved hand going over my bulge. You could use some pumping he said. My hand went over his huge rubber bulge. It felt hard and heavy. I'm glad these jeans are made of very heavy rubber, otherwise my bugle would tear them apart. He put his rubber fingers in the beer and then put them in my mouth. Lick them man, just like that tongue around my rubber fingers. It felt so damn good. Now Pete pressed his horn hard against my jeans. I will get into your jeans said Pete my rubber hand will caress that meat of yours, Slowly he opened my fly and with his hand he moved down over my jeans and got hold of my big cock. Good size man, but could be bigger. He held my cock hard in his hand. I wanted to touch his bulge but he told me not to. I want you to dream and think about my size. When I'm going to push him inside you. Pete is now slowly stroking my rock hard cock. Can you imagine my monster cock in thick rubber entering that tight hole of yours? Taking my monster cock deep inside you, that makes me hard man. Please Pete don't make me cum, I'm so close. Pete just ignores me and slowly strokes my rock hard cock. When I'm all pumped up I'm so fucking big said Pete, it almost doesn't fit in these rubber jeans. Oh please stop Pete I said. He slowly pulled my rock hard cock out of my tight jeans and it was pressed against that huge bulge. He rubbed my cock over his bulge. You like that man. feel that size I have. he pressed his bulge even harder into my cock. Then I couldn't hold back any longer and pumped the biggest load ever over his big bulge. Pete held my cock firmly so all my load pumped over his bulge. Fuck man you needed that said Pete and he licked off his rubber gloved finger I carefully put my big cock back in my jeans. Pete stood in front of me, You think you are done, no way man, This is still going in you. Drink your beer and come with me.

[octuscle]

Uhm chronivac support?

I have a bit of a personal request. You see, I love body hair and facial hair. i L O V E it. But i am at a bit of an impasse. I have not a whole lot of body hair and I can't really grow anything on my face that isn't patchy.

Most preset I see only gives 5 o'clock shadow so I wondered if they're were any presets or package I could use to make sure I grow hairy and have a luxurious beard and a nice stache?

I want to be beastly, bearish. I want to be able to stay warm withou any shirts on. I want to be so hairy that I need to comb my fur.

The first thing you notice in the morning when you brush your teeth is your hair under your armpits. You had trimmed them a few days ago… And now there is a bush again. Shit, you're already late anyway, the first lecture starts in 20 minutes, you'll take care of that later.

During the lecture you are totally unfocused. What do you care about European history… You are interested in your dick. It is permanently hard. Shit, you mumble an apology and disappear to the toilet. You've never jerked off on campus. But once is the first time. As you open your pants, you smell a waft of sweat and musk. Your cock is hairy, your balls are hairy, your pubic hair is bushy. It doesn't take you long to cum. And your cum clumps the hair around your cock. You rub your smeared hand on your fine rib undershirt. Fuck, didn't you have a normal t-shirt on today? No, you always wear wifebeater. You open the second button of your button-down oxford shirt, so that your undershirt is visible. There are a few hairs curling on your chest.

With effort you have struggled through the morning. Now you're hungry. A ravenous appetite. But not for the vegan organic crap from the cafeteria. You get into your Prius and drive to a diner. It smells like barbecue and frying fat. Yes, that's what you're hungry for now. A huge portion of spare ribs and fries. And a large Coke. With sugar. No diet crap. As the waitress serves the portion, you can already see that the meal is going to be a mess. The sauce looks delicious. And there's plenty of it. To be on the safe side, you take off your shirt and hang it over the back of the chair. Most of the other guests seem to be long-distance drivers, they don't care. The waitress doesn't either. After the third portion is served, she even pats you on the head and says she loves a big lad with a good appetite. The patting feels strange. You run your sauce-smeared hand first over your stained undershirt and then over your head. "Wayul, it gist feels lahk whut uh bald head feels lahk," you mumble to yourself as the food rests hang in your beard.

The third serving is also your last. Fuck, now you're finally full. Your belly is bulging out between the waistband of your jeans and your wifebeater. You tuck your hairy belly and let out a mega burp. Yelling, laughing, applause in the diner. You laugh too. In a booming bass. You also have to fart. But you go to the bathroom to do it. You also have to piss before you have to go back on the road. You wash out your sauce-smeared undershirt briefly in the sink and hang it on your belt. It dries in the breeze afterwards.

Back at your seat, there's a college boy. Clean-shaven with a freshly ironed shirt. Wimp! You tell him he's sitting in your chair. He looks up at you.

The arrogant snob says that maybe it used to be your chair and if your seat wasn't on some combine. You bend down to him, pull your jeans vest off the back of his chair and maybe you wouldn't have had to press your armpit on his face. But you're just a dumb, clumsy trucker, not a cool college boy. You bend down to him again after you have put on the vest, burp in his face and mumble an "'Scuse may, mister".

You say goodbye to Maggie with a kiss on the cheek. She is your favorite waitress. It's always nice when a tour brings you here. But now you have to go. Your 36-ton baby has to get to Austin today.

Best bears always @once-a-cub

[thedevilshardy]

What turns them on - Tom Hardy Character Study

Part I: Alfie, Bane, Eames. Smut.

Alternative titel: how to get them hard.

Or: just my horny nonsense.

Alfie Solomons

This man is the definition of a lady killer. He scares you in a way, but in a good one - that's why you're not afraid of coming too close to him. You let your hands wander over his shoulders, grip the joints, and love the deep grunt that escapes his chest.

Once you have his attention, he will not stop. He pushes you into the corner of the room, grabs a handfull of your hair - pulls your head back, and sucks in the scent of your throat. You can feel his body very close to you, can feel his groin, the heat that spreads from there. You can feel he's already half hard, but that's not enough for you. You need more of this.

He pushes your hands away when you try to touch his dick - "lil' cocky, ain't we, luv" he growls into your ear, and then he pushes you against the wall for real, back smashed against the wall, and his hip just dives between your legs.

He has a kink for dresses, so if you wear one - his hands are already there, pushing up the fabric, just enough that his fingers can sneak between your folds - and this makes him hard now, fully hard, and he has no shame in pushing this thick dick right in between your legs, and it's hot and more than anything you ever wanted...

Bane

Thick, broad, strong - Bane is a fucking huge monster, and he for sure knows how to use his apperiance to spread fear. But also something else, and it's you who gets to experience it. First, you swallow when you feel his heated hand in your hair, on your throat, exploring your skin for good. It's a surprise, knocking out the air in your lungs when you land with your back on a bed - with his thick legs spreading yours, his knees between your thighs so he can see what he desires.

Bane is fast in undressing you - but then, once your clothes are gone and he sees you naked, bloomed open for him like a wild flower - he takes his sweet time. His fingers are nearly soft in exploring your folds, your wet middle, your goddamn heat. He growls, and he pushes his heavy body closer to you, and you can feel what it does to him. It's not easy to oversee this huge bulge in his pants, and all you want is to be spread open with this dick.

He doesn't let you feel it, this thick huge cock, not now. He still takes his time touching you, making you so fucking wet is almost not bearable - and you can feel that your screams for more are making him harder every second he's not inside you.

He's a sucker for visual things. Watches you like something he's possessed by.

Eames

Cheeky as he is, he never fails to impress with the way he gets hot. It's not only your shared flat where he wants to get it on with you - you can't even travel without him being all around you. He loves to touch, to grope, to just feel something of you on his skin. It's not unusual that you feel his hands on your ass when you both check in for a flight.

He adores adventures, that's why he tends to stroke you hidden - first, on visible spots that just make you giggle, then he goes further. He's a master in touching you without anyone noticing - that's why he ends up fucking grinding his fingers between your legs, despite your jeans. It's nearly enough to make him fully hard - but only nearly, cause he knows what you are about to do.

Eames adores blowjobs. Once you pull him in the very tight cabine of the toilet of the flight and drop down to your knees, you can be sure that his dick is already grown to full hardness when you pull it out. He loves watching you licking your lips before you suck his dick in, between those pillow soft lips of yours. It gets him hot and horny in seconds, and he keeps your head down just to make sure you won't slip off. He tastes salty and sweet, showing you exactly how fucking weak he gets when you do this.

[armpirate]

The Only One || JJK || Ch. 39

Pairings: mafia!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, mafia, contract relationship

Warnings: Prostitution, torture, blood, use of drugs and weapons

Summary: You've always wished for a better life. Every single day at work, you were hoping something would change. Although you didn't think that change would come in the form of one mysterious man and a contract.

His controlling and selfish behaviour only wanted to keep you away from any other man that wasn't him, and you only had to wait for him.

Too bad you really thought you'd be smarter than Jeon Jungkook.

Previous || Next

MASTERLIST

Aprox. time of reading: 13 minutes

Chapter warnings: smut, female masturbation, unprotected sex, dirty talk, sex in public

Jungkook admired her reflection on the mirror from the back, playing with his lip ring while Y/n kept moving the skirt of the purple dress to change the length. Although the music of the shop was a bit too loud for his liking, he could still hear her groans and huffs before she threw the dress along with the other two she had tried on. 

—What's wrong with that one? —he frowned— I really liked it.

Maybe his huge need to leave the shop had a lot of influence on his opinion, but it still was the best dress he had seen on her that morning. , and it was the dress she was the happiest to try on when she first wore it. The fabric molded to her curves, reaching her knees. It was sexy enough for him to show her off proudly, but also hid all the parts of her body he wanted to keep to himself. 

—It makes my legs look chubby —she whined—. I'll look ridiculous with that dress at such an important party.

—How can a dress make your legs look in a way they don't? —he got up from the couch, slowly walking to her— It's all in your head.

—Of course you wouldn't understand it —she rolled her eyes, turning so her back would be facing him again.

—What's there to understand?

Her body instantly reacted when the reverse of his finger caressed her skin, moving over her lower back and ghosting her skin so her hairs would raise, asking for more without needing to say a single word. 

—You look gorgeous with whatever you wear —he assured her, kissing her neck softly—. You always drive me insane. 

His hands kept moving over her body, tracing her curves delicately while he pushed his body to hers, redirecting her to the wide mirror in front of them. She instantly felt heated when she was aware of the way his eyes looked at her over her shoulder through the reflection. He worshiped her body, it was like a sacred place for him and that was why he tried to keep her from sharing it with anyone else since the beginning. He wouldn't allow anyone to ill talk about her, not even herself. At least not while he was there to talk back. 

—If I knew no one else would cross a single bad thought through their heads, I'd even encourage you to walk around naked —he whispered, unclasping her bra—. Not a single person would be able to make me as hard as you do with some old bra and panties that don't even match. 

—Okay, but...

—I'm speaking now —he cut her off—. You're mine. If you are, that's because all of you is worthy of my pride. All of you, doll.  

His teeth closed on the sensitive skin behind her ear when his eyes fell over his mark, which only corroborated his words. His body reacted to the sight, starting to feel the pressure against his dark jeans and letting her know the way he felt just by looking at her. A heavy breath escaped from her lips when she felt the growing bulge against her ass, feeling hot just by imagining the filthy thoughts that were going through his head in that moment, and that hinted her with what could be going down in a matter of seconds. 

—Are you trying to imply I should be embarrassed of you? —he caressed her nape with his left hand, while the other one kept moving down her body. 

Although she was waiting for it, Y/n still was surprised when his fingers tangled on the elastic of her panties and moved them down, seeing the fabric sliding down her legs by itself, surrounding her ankles. 

—Maybe it's my fault —he reflected out loud, squeezing her nape while his fingers moved up her inner thigh—. I was so lost in my business that I didn't pay attention to you, and caused you to have those dumb thoughts, huh?

She ate up her own gasp when his fingers found her core, spreading her wetness until his digits found her clit. Jungkook started moving two of his fingers in slow circles, getting drunk with her reaction alone. Her breath was heavy through her lips, trying to control her own reactions when his teeth trapped her earlobe while making sure they kept eye contact. 

—Spread those beautiful legs a bit for me —he asked her.

Her legs moved instantly after his words drilled her ears, sliding her feet over the beige carpet just like Jungkook wanted her to. And her back arched as he slowly slid inside, feeling her walls taking him in like her body had been waiting for him.

It didn't matter where it happened, or when, it just felt like the first time. Eager and desperate to reach the deepest spot to feel completely linked to her. It didn't matter how many times they had sex, Y/n still felt as desired and wanted as the first night they spent together.

Jungkook groaned, changing the angle of his hips to rub himself against a spot that made her eyes roll to the back of her head, unable to keep looking at the reflection. His palm still covered her pussy, making her clit rub against his skin every time her body bounced forward with his thrusts. He was making her go insane, and he knew her so well that he knew how to make her go even crazier. 

Her hands held onto his shoulder and his hair over her hair, digging her nails and fingertips on his clothes and locks, trying to make sure she wouldn't lose balance any moment. Covering her mouth with his free hand, Jungkook redirected her eyes to the reflection, forcing her to look at the reflection, burning in the image in her retina for the next time she felt insecure about her body. 

—You're so beautiful, doll —he groaned in her ear—. So fucking gorgeous. But you'll look even more precious when they start shaking when you cum on my cock. You gonna do that for me, right?

Her head moved steadily, nodding to his words while her moans kept being shut by the left palm of his hand. 

Without warning her first, he pulled out and made her turn to him, trapping her lips in a lewd kiss that almost made her tiptoes curl. Their tongues moved against each other, eating up their own gasps when he lifted her body in the air, pushing her against the mirror and sinking deep in her again. 

Her whines started off low and weak, but they kept earning a new pitch with every new thrust he gifted her. She wasn't able to control her feelings when it came to him. 

—Please —she whispered, breaking the kiss.

Jungkook looked up to her through his eyelashes, proud of her fucked out and needy expression. Her eyelids were almost closing while she looked down at him, and her lips were slightly parted as she tried to gather as much oxygen as possible. 

—Are you going to wear that dress? —he teased, tilting his head.

—Only if you fuck me later with it on —she teased back, smirking. 

That was exactly the answer he wanted. 

Holding her tight by her thighs, with his fingers denting on her flesh, he linked their lips together to keep her from moaning before he started rocking his hips against her core again. With every thrust, her body collided against the glass, making it bounce back to the white wall behind it.

They both knew the other was close by reading each other's bodies, they both gave it away easily. In a matter of a few seconds her walls tightened around him while his dick twitched in pleasure and spilled in her core. 

—You're beautiful, babe —he whispered, kissing her shoulder—. And wear what you want. If someone dares to say something, I'll cut their tongues and tear out their eyes so they aren't able to say any bullshit about you. 

Those words were worth it when he saw the way she smiled to them, looking away while trying to calm herself down. 

He helped her put her underwear on after he left her back on the ground, and handed her the clothes she had left folded over the backrest of the armchair he was sitting at. While he left her to get dressed calmly, Jungkook took the amount of dresses she had rejected in one hand, while he took the purple dress on the other to pay for it. 

✸ ✸ ✸

He could tell she was nervous when the car stopped in front of the big club, strategically placed in the middle of the two roads. Her fingers moved over his reverse constantly, feeling uneasy at the thought of how risky it all was. They were still on time to leave and forget about everything, just focus on their own life and the future they could be able to build together, even if they were just hiding. Jungkook would never be able to live a calm life even if they did that. And she was aware. The man next to her would be paranoid, and think the minimum thing was a sign of danger for them unless they finished it all for good. 

Y/n looked up to him when she was aware of his eyes on her, concerned for the uneasy thoughts that were possibly going through her head as she stared at the wide terrace of the establishment. 

There she was again, forgetting her own worries to turn into a pile of strength for him. 

—Whatever happens there, I'm with you —he assured her.

Her hand raised to his cheek, caressing his skin with her thumb before he moved his head to kiss her palm. 

—Let's ruin a party—she giggled. 

Jungkook held her hand tight ever since they left the car and walked up the stairs to the first entrance to the terrace, just to be redirected to the second entrance that led to some stairs down inside the club where loud music was heard through the walls. 

Of course his father rented the whole place for his own ego. 

He wasn't able to recognize some of the faces he saw, neither of his men were there -since they were asked to wait outside so his father wouldn't take their attendance as some type of threat. And he was sure more of those people that were invited had more to do with Pedro anyway. 

Their walk was stopped when a bulked up man stopped in front of them, and told Jungkook to follow him. 

—Remember what I told you? —he said loudly near her ear, so she'd be able to hear her voice through the music. 

Of course she did. And clearly she wasn't going to go on with his plan, even if she promised him she would. Running away, and leaving him there by himself wasn't something she was going to do.

They moved through the crow, hands intertwined tightly so neither of them would be too separated. At some point, Jungkook moved her closer to her body, pulling her wrist to his belly so her chest would be against his back, and she'd be completely covered in case something happened. 

Apart from the dance floor, behind a black door that connected with the counter of the bar, there was a quieter room with two black leather couches that formed a reversed "L" in the middle. In the middle of all the people that were celebrating, there he was: Jeon Jungho. 

His father smirked when he saw his younger reflection in front of him, with the same frowned expression he was taught. Although his smile dropped when he saw that thin hand Jungkook was holding against him, before he spotted her eyes over the pad of his jacket. 

—What is she doing here? —he pointed at her with his chin. 

—Is that seriously the first thing you're going to say after seeing your son for the first time in years?

—Well, I already know what I need to know, there's no need to ask anything else —the old man shrugged—. But I'm going to ask: what are you doing here?

Jungkook looked around, eyes going from the man sitting the the furthest corner of the couch, to the one that was nearest to where he was standing, before he let go of Y/n's hand softly, caressing her fingers with delicacy. He stepped forward, in the middle of those couches, right in front of his father, sinking to his knees with his head up high, gaze always connecting with Jungho's one. 

—I'm offering the chance to retire on time —Jungkook whispered—. Leave me and Y/n alone, step away from the family that doesn't belong to you anymore and let's live a peaceful life. I'm offering you the chance to live.

The old man chuckled at his son's comment, leaving everyone in the room confused before they all followed and laughed along. Meanwhile, Y/n wasn't able to understand a single word they were speaking, but it was enough for her to read through the expressions of Jungkook's father. The disdain in his eyes, like he was looking at a dog and not a person was taking the worst out of her, yet she held back.

—I raised you well, didn't I? —his right gray eyebrow curved— You're the one kneeling, the one that has more to lose, and the one who needs something from me, yet here you are... demanding shit and even threatening me when I could kill you right now with one gesture. 

—I'm not threatening you. I'm aiming for peace —he quickly denied—. Bangtan could be harmed with our battle.

—Do you think I care about Bangtan after what you turned it into? —he bent over, getting closer to his son's face— You harmed it the second you fucked that whore and claimed her as part of the family. Don't blame me for the mistakes you made —he whispered, slowly, going word for word—. You're still on time to mend all you did wrong. 

 Lifting two of his fingers in the air, he motioned one of the men that were standing on each of the corners in the room to walk to him and hand him his gun. 

—Get rid of what made me distrust you —he handed him the gun—, and I promise everything will go back to normal. You'll get back your safety —he smiled—, and your father. 

Jungho's chest puffed with pride when Jungkook took the gun in his fingers, surrounding the handle with his fingers. There was his last test to show his devotion to the family, and to show off he was worthy of his position. 

Y/n was confused, heart beating fast when she saw Jungkook holding the gun that his father handed him. At first she thought that, maybe, he was putting him on a test, the typical move in movies to show if he was brave enough to go on with his threats and do what he was saying when the villain gave him the resources to do it. But she was shocked when Jungkook stood up, and instead of pointing to her father, he started walking to her. 

Playing with his lip ring while looking down at the gun, he sighed. There was something inexplicable in the way she felt when his hand raised to her head. It was frightening, horrendous to see the person she loved pointing a canyon of a charged gun at her. Yet she still trusted him, staying still on the spot while her eyes were still linked to his and she was still seeing the person she came with. 

She had the chance to run, to assure herself she'd be safe, but she didn't move. Although she almost lost balance when her knees went weak from relief when Jungkook moved his arm fast, changing the target to his father's head. 

Seeing his choice, Jungho only scoffed, while the rest of the people in the room didn't move -except for the other three men that were waiting with their hands in the air, pointing their guns at him. 

—Are you going to kill your father to protect a hoe?

—You've been dead for seven years anyway.

When he pulled the trigger and nothing came out of it but air, Jungkook tried again. But nothing came out of it. Jungho snatched the gun from his son's hands, dropping the empty charger in front of their eyes. 

—Did you really think I would give you a charged gun? While you're thinking with your dick and not your head? —he mockingly laughed at him— You really don't know what you've just done —he took a step forward—. You've just sentenced you and your girlfriend to the worst of the deaths I can give you. 

Jungkook saw no point in arguing anymore. He knew there was nothing left to be done there. And he was also sure his father wouldn't kill them right there, he was more the type to rejoice himself in knowing the people he was threatening were hysterical when their time would come. 

He was just that twisted. 

Jungkook held her hand, walking away from there with her -or more like dragging her outside to make sure nothing would happen to her that night. Although he stopped midway when he saw someone he recognized. 

What was Yejun doing there?

Taglist: @kaiparkerwifes @sheylamc @amy2006jones @allamericanuniverse @00frenchfries00 @massivelyfullenthusiast

[officialpenisenvy]

before and after shot of the third iteration of my packer! i put on my tightest jeans for this, so it looks way more noticeable than my second one, but i also test drove that one and the difference isn't huge in terms of bulge. the main difference is the construction: i started from a one-piece pattern like last time, but i closed the tip with a drawstring method and i added a gusset on the hidden side of the ballsack, as well as using less stuffing. this made a great difference to the feel itself: it's softer and more realistic, and i really love how the ballsack looks and behaves, it's definitely wider than before and looks more like actual genitalia. the gusset was an incredible addition, and as soon as i figure out how to pattern it (instead of just shoving some fabric in and tacking it down) im definitely going to make an actual pattern for this!

[daisyvisions]

juyeon mommy kink gn

I'm Your Good Boy

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), blowjob, handjob, mommy kink (but only used as a nickname, reader is gender neutral), finger sucking, sub! Juyeon, petnames (good boy, baby) A/N: 1st time writing for gender neutral! please let me know if I did it right huhu 😭 enjoy nonetheless!

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It happened by accident if you’re being completely honest (a happy accident on your end at least). You always knew Juyeon had a crush on you.

From the way he would tense around you when you were close to him, how he would freeze when you’d place your hand on his bicep. Or when he would stutter or have delayed responses, mainly because he’d be too caught up in his own head staring at you.

You were just so beautiful to him. And almost anything you did, there would be nothing but heart shaped pupils in his eyes. Of course, you loved being around him too.

Warmth would spread across your chest whenever he would give you that adorable smile, or when you’d hear his giggles from a simple joke you made.

Not to mention the things he would always do for you even when you never asked him to do it. He always treated his friends well especially when it came to you. Slowly, you were starting to fall for him as well.

You were especially grateful for that one time he really pulled strings to help you out even if he had his own things to do (which he didn't mention to you of course because you were a priority in his mind), when you needed someone to help you run some errands while you had to do an emergency shift at work.

When you arrived home that night, you were greeted by a tall figure placing a newly cooked meal on the table, giving you his signature warm smile.

“Hey! I did everything that was on your list and managed to clean up around and cooked your favorite meal too!” Juyeon said as you’re walking towards him with a huge smile on your face.

“Aw thank you, Juyo. You’re too sweet!” you exclaimed while wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to give him a tight hug. His hands immediately rest on your hips.

“No problem, anything for you really.” A blush creeping on his cheeks as he smells the faint scent of your shampoo on your hair.

“Such a good boy for me…” You innocently whisper as you pull away from the hug and briefly stroke the side of his cheek.

In that moment, Juyeon felt like he short-circuited from the new nickname you’d just called him. He felt his body go numb suddenly and a twitch in his crotch. He immediately coughs to distract you from seeing his emerging erection through his sweatpants .

“T-thank you…” He awkwardly responds. But your eyes are too quick and see the tent forming in his jeans. You tried to hide your smile from the effect you suddenly had on him. You don’t know what came over you but you decided to play along and push your limits a bit further.

“You deserve a reward for being such a good boy, yeah?” Your tone lowers to a sultry one, grabbing his hand and start lifting it near your face, your eyes looking at his thick and long digits. You bring two of his fingers in your mouth, slowly sucking on them while you keep your eyes on Juyeon’s.

His cock is throbbing at the sight before him. The warm contact of your saliva on his fingers, the way your head slowly moves up and down, and wait… are you moaning also?

“O-oh my god..” he exhales as his eyes start fluttering shut from the sensations of your mouth sucking his fingers. You release his fingers with a pop, still holding his hand as you guide him towards your couch. You push his shoulders down and you lower your body into a kneeling position.

This is not happening right now. No way this is happening right now, Juyeon thinks to himself.

You start delicately palming his inner thighs and right above his bulge, making his breath hitch from your soft touch. “W-what are you doing?” he asks.

”I have to show you my thanks right? Just relax, I got you.” You reassure him as you start untying his pants and pulling them down to his ankles.

His raging boner springs free out of the confinements of his boxers. Your eyes widen at the sight before you, his bare cock practically dripping in precum, twitching and begging for your touch.

You slowly kiss around his length before taking him between your lips, bobbing your head up and down until he’s hitting the back of your mouth.

Juyeon’s too stunned for words, overwhelmed by the sensations of your mouth sucking him dry. No words except the sounds of deep groans come out him. His hands start holding your hair for support, with how good you’re sucking his cock he doesn’t know how long he’ll last.

You release his cock from your mouth with a pop, rubbing his tip between your lips before you firmly grasp his length and start pumping it with a faster pace.

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” You ask while keeping your gaze at him as you give his tip kitten licks.

“S-sso good. Don’t stop…” he responds. His eyes flutter shut as he feels his high approaching any second. You notice his hips buckling up and irregular breathing too, so you increase your pace and massage his balls with your other free hand.

“Fuck, I-I’m gonna cum” Juyeon stutters as he lets out wanton moans.

“Cum for me baby, you're my good boy aren't you?” you ask him. The nickname sets him off completely.

“Yes mommy!” He blurts out as his hot cum explodes all over your mouth and hand. His hips stuttering from how much he’s coming undone for you.

You wipe off the excess cum from the sides of your mouth and licking them clean from your fingers. A moment of silence falls between the two of you as Juyeon tries to catch his breath.

“So…Mommy, huh?” you tease him as his cheeks blush hard from what he just called you.

“Shut up…”

[chloeangelic]

The Barbecue

This takes place a while after the mm!Joel group bang

Summary: Chloe and Lincoln!Joel host an orgy disguised as a BBQ, and all their friends & enemies are invited.

Pairing:  @gracieispunk x @toxicanonymity x Chloe Angelic x @pascalisbaby x Maintenance man!Joel x Father Joel x Lincoln!Joel x Slasher!Joel x Husband’s best friend!Joel x Line cook!Joel x Bodyguard!Joel

Warnings:  Cringe, badly written satire smut, blasphemy, orgy, alcohol, probably some sort of dubcon but this whole thing is insane so who’s counting, fist fight, jealousy.

A/N: Line cook Joel's outfit and Husband's best friend Joel's outfit

Word count: 2.1k Rating: 18+

Chloe and Lincoln are hosting a BBQ and have invited all of their closest friends for what they said is a barbecue but wink wink is actually an orgy. Chloe wants to fuck Slasher and has been looking for an excuse to do this, so she figures that giving Lincoln an opportunity to mess around will make it less likely that the two Joels end up in some sort of possessive death match. She has hired the best chef around from a catering company called Meat & Flames, Line cook Joel, and he shows up early. Chloe goes out to the backyard and chats him up. She asks if he’s single, to which he says “Yes, I just started working at a restaurant so I haven’t yet met a waitress I’d like to impregnate, so I am indeed single”. Chloe nods, she thinks Line cook is gonna love some of the guests. 

Gracie arrives with Toxic, holding several packs of sausages and buns. “We’ve got the meats!” they say, and slam them all down on the table, then rip off their clothes to reveal matching black bikinis. They want all of their clothes to be easy to take off. Chloe also rips off her clothes and is wearing a pink bikini, but she is also wearing pink 8 inch Pleaser heels because there is also a pole at her house and she’s gonna give everyone a show later. 

After them, Bodyguard and Husband’s best friend arrive, who reluctantly Uber pooled and realized they were going to the same house very far away from the rest of civilization. Husband’s best friend is wearing a shirt that says “TWO SEATER” with one arrow pointing up and another pointing down, as well as cutoff jean shorts. He looks like a little slut, desperate to get laid. 

Father Joel arrives, and Chloe rolls her eyes when she opens the door. “Not you again, Father Joel,” she says, “I forgot I invited you. Gracie wants to invite maintenance man, and he’s gonna be so pathetic about your huge cock”. He goes and sits on the couch with Gracie and Toxic, he feels like Hugh Heffner. 

Gracie is standing next to the fully functional grill where Line cook is flipping burgers, and fishes her phone out of her pocket to call Maintenance man. She says “Hi Joel, I’m at a barbecue and the grill isn’t working, can you please help? I’m not wearing panties”. He hangs up on her. “He always does that” she says and rolls her eyes, then Father Joel comes up and says “There’s someone else calling you, Gracie. It’s God, he’s calling upon you to suck my cock”. They go back to the couch. 

Maintenance man shows up with Slasher, it is unclear how they know each other but it seems like they met on the way to the BBQ. Maintenance man spots Father Joel on the couch and rolls his eyes, especially when he sees Gracie next to him, palming the massive bulge in his pants as he has his arms stretched out on the back of the couch. “Not this fucking huge cocked priest again. Gracie, you and I need to talk about this” he says, and Toxic gets up and says “You know what? I’m taking this matter into my own hands”. She goes up to Maintenance man and drags him to the other room where she first jerks him off until he almost cums and then she lets him fuck her however he wants with his above average sized cock. 

Slasher comes out from the hallway, saying “I left my wire on the shoe rack, is that okay?” and Chloe is very happy to see him. She has wanted to hook up with him to see if it’s worth getting a divorce. Lincoln is very much not happy to see Slasher because he thinks he’s very messy and runs his mouth and needs to be more subtle about his business. 

Slasher sees maintenance man’s tool belt lying on the floor, and he says “Wow, look at these tools”. Then he takes out a hammer, grabs Husband’s best friend by the neck and pretends to hit him over the head. Husband’s best friend makes a comical choking noise and sticks his tongue out. The vibe is great and everyone is happy except for Lincoln and Maintenance man. Slasher goes and sits on the couch. He daps up Father Joel, it looks like they might have met before. 

Kim announces her arrival. She’s wearing a red bikini and is holding a bottle of wine. “I’m so anxious and horny” she says, biting her lip as she walks in. She sees Slasher and immediately sits on his lap. “Hey papi” she says, and he slaps her ass and says “Nice”. Lincoln side eyes Slasher. Lincoln thinks Kim is a little fox and is annoyed that she went right up to that twerp instead of himself. He was hoping for a threesome with Chloe and Kim tonight, which Chloe has been promising him as a trade off for him to stop interrupting their facetime sessions. He thinks Slasher has no class and no redeeming qualities. Kim asks Slasher “Can I also get a name tag?”. Lincoln rolls his eyes.  

It’s time for Chloe’s strip show. All of the Joels sit together on the large couch and watch as Chloe pole dances, while Toxic, Kim and Gracie have a threesome on the floor next to her. Father Joel says it is the devil’s dance, so Lincoln slaps him. Now they are all naked, and all of the Joels are one by one taking out their cocks and jerking off. Bodyguard comes in right as the action is starting, and he’s wearing black pants and a black turtleneck. He takes off his sunglasses and puts them on the kitchen counter, takes a seat on the couch and whips his cock out. 

Husband’s best friend is asking Lincoln for advice on doing just the tip. He asks “Have you ever stuck just your tip in someone’s ass?”. Lincoln doesn’t answer, he’s too busy eyeing Slasher who is throwing dollar bills at Chloe. Then Husband’s best friend says something very out of pocket. He says "Chloe looks like she could take one in the ass". Lincoln looks at him angrily and says, "That’s my wife you're talking about". Chloe and Toxic start taking bets on who is gonna end up in a fight tonight. 

Then Father Joel renews Chloe and Lincoln’s vows, while Kim goes up to Bodyguard and sits on his dick. Slasher doesn't like it. Gracie starts touching herself in front of and then sucking off Father Joel and Toxic starts sucking off Line cook Joel. But this is just the beginning, because Chloe has sent out a survey ahead of the event and asked who all wants to fuck each other. She takes out her clipboard and starts directing while she gives Lincoln a handjob. 

Toxic joins Gracie and Father Joel so they have a threesome. Toxic says she is afraid of Father Joel’s massive cock and Maintenance man is looking at the time, wondering when he can get out of here until Chloe starts making out with him. Kim gets off Bodyguard’s lap and goes up to Line cook, saying “Enough sausage, it’s time for you to get some pussy” and they start fucking. Slasher is now open, so Gracie goes over and fucks him now. 

Toxic says “Hey, when am I getting some more action? A brothel owner can’t get any dick around here?. Then Bodyguard fucks her while she sucks Maintenance man’s cock. She’s having a great time. Then she says, “Wait a minute. Lincoln, come here”. She sucks his cock for one second, then shoos him off and continues to suck off Maintenance man. Gracie goes over to Lincoln and starts to suck him off, then Kim joins and he licks her while he starts fucking Gracie. It’s all making sense logistically. 

Husband’s best friend is furiously jerking off and licking his lips, looking like a little pervert, wondering who will want to have anal tonight. He announces it. “Anyone want to have anal tonight?” he says, nodding and looking very pleased with himself. Chloe mutters “Not with you”, but Kim says “Yes, ok”. She also says “Father Joel can you fuck my pussy?” and he says “Thou shall not curse… But yes get your pussy out”. He sticks it in her pussy and now it’s finally Husband’s best friend’s turn to get some anal action, so he sticks it in her butt and she is now double penetrated. Husband’s best friend is a moron, he doesn’t realize that this is his last stop for the night because he is in an ass, so he has to sit in the cuck chair after blowing his load. Gracie comes up and kisses Kim during this DP sequence, then Kim starts doing down on Gracie. 

Father Joel then fucks Toxic for a long time and also crosses her while tossing Gracie a few communion crackers, saying “This is the Cock of Christ”. Then he takes his rosary beads and sticks them in Gracie’s ass. Chloe starts fucking Bodyguard and it’s kind of romantic. They even kiss. Then she waves Line cook over and she gets him to fuck her pussy while Bodyguard fucks her ass and she is now also double penetrated. Unfortunately, Bodyguard would have to go to the cuck chair after this but he has some self respect so he leaves instead. Slasher fucks Gracie on the floor. After that, Slasher is in the mood for some extra pussy, so he bends Chloe over the couch and fucks her. Lincoln side eyes Chloe and Slasher. He thinks that Slasher is gonna pay for this. 

Kim is almost in tears as she says “Mommy what the hell I thought we were gonna fuck”. Chloe says “Yes baby come here”. Then they have a treesome with Slasher and Kim calls him Papi again. Now everyone is finally sucking and riding and moaning and fucking except for Husband’s best friend in the cuck chair. 

Now everyone is cummed out and naked, so Father Joel goes and grabs the bottle of red wine brought by Kim. He says “This is the Blood of Christ” and takes a massive gulp, then starts to send it around the room. However, the first stop is to Lincoln who smacks it out of his hand and it covers Father Joel who is still wearing his clerical collar. Father Joel is pissed off and gasps. Slasher says “Yo man, I got some extra clothes”. 

Father Joel realizes he has never fucked Chloe, not in the pussy or ass, and he is not happy about it. He starts to say Lincoln has married a sinner and a dirty slut whore who shows her behind to every man, woman and original fictional character around here. Lincoln swings at him, saying “That’s my wife you’re talking about”, and before they know it they are having a full on fist fight on the floor. Lincoln is naked and Father Joel is still wearing nothing but his clerical collar. Toxic is taking bets on who will win, Gracie is hollering and telling them to fight, Kim is crying and Chloe is fucking Slasher in peace, trying to decide if the dick is worth the divorce. At the same time, she is also flattered that Lincoln would fight for her, so she gets up and says “Lincoln, I choose you because I think we have more of a future together”.

He’s too busy fighting to hear anything, but now Line cook is pulling Father Joel back and Maintenance man is pulling Lincoln back. Maintenance man secretly wanted to see Father Joel get his shit rocked, he thinks he deserves it. Toxic collects everyone’s money and shoves it in her panties, she really won big tonight. She thinks that maybe she will upgrade the TV at the brothel, but also is annoyed because she knows that some of the residents will ask why they weren’t invited. She thinks Stepdad will probably ask how much cum there was, and she will have to tell them that there was a sufficient amount of cum and anything more would be excessive and potentially a health hazard. 

Maintenance man has had a bad feeling about Slasher this entire time, and pulls Gracie aside to tell her to call the police. He thinks the wire is a little sus. When they come back, everyone hears a siren and Chloe says “Woop woop, it’s the sound of da police”. Slasher jumps out of the couch, picks Kim up and throws her over his shoulder before he starts running. “Take me away, papi!”, Kim yells as they disappear out the door, “Chain me up in your dirty trailer!”. 

Everyone finally eats and small talks about the weather, and how Lincoln and Chloe have such great taste in interior design.

Then Husband's best friend joins Toxic, Gracie and Maintenance man in their Uber pool back to the brothel. Line cook packs up and thinks maybe he'll also visit the brothel to see what all the fuss is about. Father Joel gets in the pope mobile and drives back to the rectory.

It was a great barbecue.

[imaalesbiannn]

Birthday head

The is my first time writing on tumblr so don’t judge me if this looks a damn mess.

G!p Emily x fem read

Summary: it’s Emily’s birthday so you reward her with head ;)

You light the candles and fix the roses that’s in the vase as you hear Emily fumbling with the key in the door. She had just gotten off of work. She didn’t have a case for say but she had files that needed to be done.

“Hey sexy I’m home.” Emily says as she finally unlocks the door manages to walk to the kitchen. “Hey honey. I cooked you some of your favorite Alfredo pasta with broccoli and shrimp.” You say standing on your tippy toes and giving her a meaningful kiss as you wrap your arms around her shoulders. “And also happy birthday.” you add with a nervous smile.

“Thanks baby and yum” she reply’s as she pecks your lips again and wraps her arms around your waist. “Okay let’s get eating so you can open your gifts I’ve gotten you,” you say as you pat her shoulder and part from her.

You guys sit down at the table across from each other and start eating your food. “God damn baby this is good.” Emily says as she moans from another bite. “Thanks I really tried my best.” You say shyly as your face turns red. “This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted, give me a kiss now.” Emily leans over the table and gives you a hard kiss causing you to giggle and peck her lips again.

After dinner you guys go to the living room where you pull out her gifts and sit them down on the coffee table. “Let’s see.” You hum. “Which one you wanna open first?” You ask her while you sit down in her lap. She just looks at you. You know that look. “Absolutely not em open your gifts first.” You scold her.

“But baby.. I want to unwrap you.” She looks at you then at your breasts then back at you. “I’m gonna get us some wine baby unwrap your gifts please.” You tell her as you hop up and go to the kitchen. She watched you walk and looks down at your ass. “She’s gonna be the death of me” Emily hums to herself as she reaches for the first gift she sees.

After Emily is done unwrapping her gifts and many many thanks you’s and kisses later you turn to her as you guys sit on the couch. Her arm around your shoulders with wine glasses in each of your hands. You put the wine glass down and say “are you ready for your last gift?” “Sure what is i- oh” you start taking off your shirt then your jeans and straddle her hips as you sit on her lap. “I like where this is going… a lot” she says as she starts to grope your ass. She starts to smack it as your kiss her neck and leave her hickies.

You take her shirt off and start to kiss her lips. She starts to groan and you can feel a bulge in between her legs.

The thing is. You and Emily haven’t had sex in like two weeks because of her job and the cases she had to go on plus files and staying late at the bau. During that time you’ve gotten so horny but not being able to touch yourself without Emily’s permission had you sucking on the dildos you guys had while she wasn’t home. This caused you to start throat training yourself since Emily is quite big and you’ve never been able to deepthroat her fully. But today… today was a different story.

You hop off her lap and start to pull down her pants as she looks down at you breathing in and out fastly. As you pull down her pants you can see her huge buldge. Mind you Emily is at least 8 and a half inches maybe even 9. You pull her boxers down and your mouth waters at her girthy dick standing high. It’s so veiny and has a slight curve.

You wrap your mouth around her tip and give it a light suck before going back down pushing half her cock to the back of your throat. Causing Emily to moan and lean back in the couch. You go down again on her cock with your mouth and start going to town. You start bobbing your head up and down on her cock so fast that it’s hitting the back of your throat causing your throat to make loud wet gagging noises. Emily’s moaning like crazy as she grabs your head and forces your throat farther down on her cock. She grabs your hair and bobs you up and down up and down barley giving you room to breathe. She pushed your head down one more time with a loud cry as you deepthroat her whole cock and stick your tongue out and lick her balls as you deepthroat. You lift your head up to get some air as you kitten lick her tip. You start to give her a hand job seeing that she’s close and flustered. As you’re giving her a hand job you can hear her breathing getting heavy and her legs start to move a little letting you know she’s almost close. The sound of your hands rubbing her cock are making squelching noises and at last she lets out a loud noise giving you the signal that she’s cuming. And as she does you let go of her cock and deepthroat her so she’s cuming in your throat. This sets her off she has your hair in her hands and she forces you all the way down and her toes curl as you hold her thighs down so she can stay still. All you can hear is her moaning and breathing fast as you can feel her cum hitting the back of your throat going into your belly. She finally stops cuming and pushes your head up because of her sensitive tip. “Holy shit baby where did you learn that?” She asks as she’s heaving to catch her breath.

“I had a little bit of practice while you were gone. That’s all”

[tinyppbigtt]

Had a really great long weekend with my girlboyfriend even though I'm sick like a cartoon character now - sexy writeup incoming

We met at a local sushi place - finally meeting up irl after so many long months of chatting on discord. Both of us internally screaming and messaging about how nervous we were. She got me a flower!! We saw each other in the parking lot - and I ran into a long hug. We both had a stupid girly cocktail and even though my heart was about to explode I also felt so calm looking at her.

We got inside my apartment and sat on the couch. It felt so right to immediately cuddle up to her. My tv's wifi wasn't working right, so even though we tried watching something for maybe 30 minutes, it eventually got stuck buffering. He looked down at me and even though I couldn't see her face until I looked up to, I knew what was about to happen.

We started with gentle, nervous pecks. Then it was a whirlwind - hands on each other. I had let slip before that my nipples were sensitive, so that was his first point of attack. I couldn't help whimpering as she pinched and rubbed my nipple, and immediately was humiliated: "Through the bra, Princess??" My hand gravitated to the bulge in her jeans, desperately stroking while trying to keep my mind intact. He went after my ears, chest, and neck, leaving huge love bites that still haven't healed up. After that, it didn't take long for us to lose all our clothes, haphazardly flung around the floor. Making out in different positions but unable to get close enough on the couch, we moved to the bedroom.

She unlocked my chastity cage, and my acorn-sized nub grew to a throbbing 2.5 inches... We frotted a little and the size difference made my head spin. It had been a while since I'd been active, so every stroke and grab of my butt and thighs elicited breathy moans and whimpers. Of course my breasts were unprotected and my nipples stiff and aching? begging to be touched too. I was about to orgasm from so many sensitive spots being touched and grabbed - losing my mind and making so much noise, but I couldn't think about anything but pleasing her.

"What do you want princess?"

"I wanna suck your cock,,,"

I moved down to his crotch and was overwhelmed by his sweet musk and soft skin. I tried my best to worship her cock properly, but I couldn't help quickly start greedily deepthroating it.

"Please, in my mouth" I gasped out.

His strong hands gripped the sides of my head and suddenly my gently bobbing mouth turned into being used like a fleshlight. I only gagged a little as I tasted her hot, creamy load slide down the back of my throat. It never seemed to end, and for a second I thought I was gonna pass out as I kept gulping it down.

When she was done I rolled back over and cuddled up next to her for more kisses. He wanted more, to fuck my ass and make me cum, but we were simply too exhausted after long days of work and all the nervous energy. We slept cuddled together, occasionally unsticking our sweaty skin and changing positions when it got too hot.

We woke up early in the morning together, and our gentle good morning pecks soon turned into frotting and anal (I'm easily manhandled (which turns me on)). We tried different positions until I was riding on top, where I bounced and grinded into her until she deposited her second load in me.

We went out for breakfast and groceries, I got an ethernet cable for my TV so we could actually watch stuff (big mistake) - every time we cuddled together to start watching something, it would begin with some innocent rubbing my nipple over my bra - the sounds I make enticing her to go further and further. Eventually I'm naked again and she makes me orgasm at least once, always gently laughing "Oh, good girl". When he couldn't contain himself any longer, he made me sit down on the ground and started fucking my mouth like a toy again, blowing another load down my throat. Then when we cuddled together again it was back to making me orgasm over and over. She brought a lovense edge and had me put it in.

He made it a challenge to see how many he could chain together - touching, rubbing, grabbing, pulling on me until I came.

1, 2, 3, "Ohhhh, good girl!" then, "Let's go for 10, that's a nice round number..."

4, 5, 6, 7, 8... "Ohhhh, good girl!"

9... 10... "Big number nine, wow... good job. One more to go!"

I didn't know, I wasn't keeping track. I could barely hold myself together.

11... "Aww, big number nine, almost there"

12... "Aww, big number nine!"

13... "Ohhh, good girl. Big number nine! Let's go for 10."

"nine...?" I asked

14... "Aww, big number nine..."

15...

16... more?

I still don't know how many times - I could never get a straight answer. I think she stopped counting too. Just two hours of bliss.

We went to bed, slept sweaty, and woke up Sunday still ready to go. Lots of getting my hair pulled and being bit, but we started to lose steam and had to cuddle most of the day.

I thought we were winding down Monday but I accidentally tempted her into going some more - she used my dildos to fuck me until I was screaming into my mattress and then some. After a break and a shower, I got to return the favor and make him whimper. But ultimately I got bent over the couch and fucked again before it was time to clean up, eat lunch, and part ways until the next time she can visit me.