#online naughty toys

[bbydoll18xx]

I've Got a Wand and a Rabbit

Paige stumbles into a sex shop you work at, and you give her some satisfactory customer service.

Paige Bueckers x reader

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Word Count: 1.6k

Themes: sex toys, masturbation, and sex mentioned

A/N: hii so I thought of this idea when I was lounging in my pool and I kinda love it. I have a few ideas for a second part if you guys are up for it

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“That’ll be 49.95,” you say brightly, your customer service voice on full display, as you carefully wrap an eight inch glass dildo up and put it in a bag. Your customer, a tall, muscular man with shifty eyes and a baseball hat hanging low over his face, quickly swiped his card, avoiding eye contact with you, as you finished the transaction. 

“Have a great day!” You call as he rushes out of the store and into his large pickup truck. 

Ah. The joys of dealing with the closeted ones. It was certainly more appealing than the creepy straight dudes who offered to take you home and prove to you that the vibrators that adorned the entire back wall of the store were not as good as their own dicks. 

That was fucking bullshit.

You had prided yourself in being open with both your sexuality and the joys of sexual pleasure since you were old enough to know what it entailed. And you were not shy about sex or masturbation. It was a totally normal thing. 

You have often referred to yourself as The Fairy Godmother of Orgasms. Each of your friends had been given a vibrator sometime during college, with subtle instructions to learn how to make themselves cum. Because men just aren’t up for the job these days.

So when you picked up a job at the newest, trendiest sex store just outside of Storrs to help make some extra money for school, it seemed like all of the stars aligned. 

You shake your head, giggling at the hilarity of the man’s sheer discomfort and apply a layer of lip gloss to your full, pink lips. There were a few customers lingering in the store but it had been pretty quiet today, as it was the middle of the week. 

A few minutes later, the jinging of the bell on the door alerts you to a group of girls giggling loudly, faces blushing in a way that you had become quite accustomed to seeing in the store. 

College students were your favorite customers, as you loved seeing young women being open about having fun and safe sex lives, and you wave warmly at them.

“Hi there! Just let me know if you have any questions!” You chirp, sending a wink over to the tall blonde girl whose cheeks were the brightest shade of red in the group.

Her face darkens, spreading down the pale skin of her neck as the other girls shove her teasingly, and she almost falls into a rack of lingerie.

Muttering an apology, she fixes the rack, running her hand across her face, glancing back at you before running after her friends where they had assembled in the back of the store. 

Her bumbling behavior amuses you, and it was so unlike her.

You had recognized her from the second she had walked in. Paige Bueckers face was plastered all over UConn’s campus, and you were a victim of the tiktok edits bombarding your phone.

You were a willing victim at that.

Paige was not just a great basketball player. She was also incredibly kind and unusually humble. It also did not help that she was gorgeous, and you were not ashamed to admit that you had thought about those long, nimble fingers and her muscled thighs from time to time. 

Or maybe a little more than that. 

You are pulled out of your increasingly naughty thoughts by loud laughs, and you look over to where KK Arnold is holding up a huge purple dildo.

“Paige, I think this would be perfect for you!” She snorts, sending the other girls into a fit of howls.

You chuckle, putting a hand over your mouth as you observe Paige’s obvious embarrassment from behind the counter.

“God, KK, could you be any louder,” Paige mutters, eyes flickering to where you were pretending not to watch. “Shoulda just bought this shit online.”

“That’s no fun,” Aubrey says, gazing at the section of strap ons with an interested look on her face. 

The bickering continues for a few minutes, with Ice Brady and Aubrey occasionally making a few comments before you decide to go over to the group.

“Is there anything you’re looking for in particular today?” You ask. “I know the selection can be a bit…overstimulating.” You bite your lip as you finish your sentence, inwardly cringing at your provocative choice of words. 

Paige coughs, and KK erupts into another fit of laughter, and before the blonde could even form a word, KK says, “Home girl needs a nice vibrator. She is very single, and the ol’ right hand just ain’t cuttin’ it anymore.”

“Dude, oh my god,” Paige groans, hands once more shielding her face. 

“I totally understand how that is,” you say sympathetically. “Let me show you our most popular vibrators.”

You reach for Paige’s hand, somewhat surprised as she allows you to take it, and you guide her to the back wall. 

“Now this one is a classic. They call it a rabbit because of the cute lil bunny ears, which is great for the clit. And it has a dildo attached, so it’s a two in one type of deal.”

You look up at Paige, trying to gauge her reaction, and she looks completely stunned. Blushing, you put down the brightly colored toy. “I’m sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable at all.”

“No, not at all,” Paige mumbles, a far cry from her usual confidence. “This is all just new to me.”

You nod understandingly. 

“This one might be more your speed. It’s called a wand, and it’s perfect for beginners. Not much of a learning curve for this one,” you say, holding out the box for her to inspect. 

The wand was purple and small enough to throw in a discrete bag, and with a rechargeable battery and its waterproofness, it was a fan favorite. 

“Alright, I think I’ll try this one then,” Paige says, her voice a little more sanguine as the initial embarrassment of buying a sex toy wore off. 

Aubrey, KK, and Ice erupt into loud cheers and a round of applause, and Paige responds by giving them the middle finger.

“You guys are hilarious. You should come in more often,” you laugh.

“Maybe I will if you’re working,” Paige responds, looking you up and down. 

It was your turn to blush, her sudden boldness surprising you, and your heart rate jumps at the idea. 

Paige follows you over to the checkout counter, where you ring up the toy, adding your employee discount for good measure before bagging it up and handing it to her, your fingers brushing up against hers as you do so. The contact sends shivers through your body, and you immediately think of your own toys waiting for you in your bedside drawer. 

You were really going to fucking need them after this shift. 

“Have fun. If you ever have any questions, you know where to find me,” you tease, not wanting this to be the last you see of her.

“I will,” Paige responds, sending you a cheeky wave before leaving, her friends in tow.

“She will definitely be back, don’t worry!” KK exclaims, before Paige pulls her out of the store by the hood of her sweatshirt.

You certainly hoped so.

~

Life continued on the next few weeks as normal. You went to work. You went to class. And you spent even more time with your legs spread thinking about Paige. 

You didn’t necessarily mean for it to happen; it just did. If her face was not completely clouding your thoughts before she had stumbled into the store, it was now. Even your dreams were swirled with images of that long blonde hair and her mouth, her tongue peaking out seductively.

And because you were quite single, you had turned to the toys. 

You were walking through campus, eagerly heading back to your apartment after your lecture so you could enjoy yet another solo session, when you spot Paige, KK, and Jana walking up to you.

KK was leading the charge, enthusiastically waving to get your attention, whilst Paige was trailing behind, a shy smile on her face.

“Well look who it is!!” KK teases, introducing you to Jana, who had a knowing look on her face. She reaches a hand out to you. “I’ve heard lots about you,” she smirks in Paige’s direction, who rolls her eyes.

You wave at the blonde, eyes crinkling from the sun and the excitement of seeing her again. “Sooo,” you trail. “Any issues with it?” 

The question was vague, but all three girls seemed to know exactly what you were referring to, and Paige flushes yet again. She looks at the other two girls, shooting them harsh looks until they hesitantly walk away from the two of you, leaving you with the privacy you were dying to have.

Paige coughs. “Um, I haven’t really been able to figure it out, ya know?”

You try not to laugh. “What’s there to figure out? Just turn it on and go to town.” 

“I tried,” she nearly whines, clearly embarrassed.

“And?” You prod, confused as to what she was so obviously missing.

“I couldn’t, ya know, finish,” she mumbles, looking at you with a small pout.

You wanted to kiss the pout right off those lips. 

“Need some help then? I’m kind of a professional,” you suggest boldly, hoping she was feeling the electricity flowing between you. 

“God, yes,” she breathes. 

It was all over from there. 

~

If anyone was wondering, yes my friends do really call me the fairy godmother of orgasms. And yes I am very passionate about my love for vibrators LOL

I hope you enjoyed!! Do we want a part 2??

My inbox is always open

xoxo katy

[rafesgfs]

dildo shopping

aaron catches you dildo shopping.

Telling Emily about your less-than-adequate one-night stand had been a mistake. After being short with everyone for the whole day, she finally confronted you about the change in attitude and you confessed the guy you brought home the night before had gotten off without returning the favor.

She had asked when was your last orgasm and you had to think about it before telling her it had been a while. With that reply, she dragged you to the closest mall. That's how you ended up in front of a Spencer's.

You raised an eyebrow at Emily, sighing loudly as you reluctantly followed her inside. "Seriously, Em? I think I could've just bought a vibrator online or something."

"That could take days to come and you clearly need this now." Emily leads you to the back section, giving you a look. "Don't argue with me, you yelled at Rossi after he got your coffee order wrong today."

"I literally have no memory of that," you replied, trying to think if that situation had happened. "I didn't even drink coffee today."

Emily holds up an "I love Milfs" t-shirt briefly. "Because you threw it in the garbage after cussing him out in Italian. Rossi teaching you Italian really came back to bite his ass today."

"Whatever," you said, a twinge of guilt crawling into your heart. You shrugged it off knowing he'd understand and you made a mental note to get him his favorite bottle of wine to make up for it.

As you entered the back, you looked through all the dildos and vibrators lined up against the wall. Emily held up a purple dildo, reading through the description while you looked at the unimpressive dildo and vibrator wall decor, none really vibing with you.

"This one says it vibrates and is supposed to feel realistic," she mumbles, eyes narrowing as she reads through the instructions. "Six inches though, I think you can take more than that right?"

You giggled, unable to hold in a laugh. "I don't really want to think about Barney's small dick vibrating in my cunt when I want to cum, Em. Or Thanos for that matter."

She makes a face, putting the purple vibrating dildo back. "What a strange image. Thanks for ruining Barney for me."

Chuckling, you check out the lingerie a nearby mannequin is wearing. It's black and lacy, and while it holds up the titties, it's see-through and the panties are crotchless. Taking off its panties, you hold it up to your body. "Hey, this is cute isn't it?"

"Very cute, you should get it," Emily responds, looking through the hundred dildo options.

"Yes, you should."

You freeze, your ears instantly knowing who that voice belonged to. Emily looks behind you without turning her head, holding back a laugh at your clear mortification. A second passes and you turn around to see Aaron fucking Hotchner, your stoic boss and friend standing in front of you, looking at the lingerie you had pressed up against you.

You can't help but laugh awkwardly. "Hotch? What're you doing here?"

He's amused and you can tell because he's eyes are twinkling and the corner of his lips are twitching as if fighting the urge to smile. "I was picking something up for Jessica at Bath and Body Works when I saw you guys and wanted to say ... hi.”

"Wonderful." you deadpanned, placing the crotchless panties back on top of the mannequin's head.

Before either of you could say anything else, Emily joins in, a smile so smug and big it would've been hard to miss from space. "I'm going to look at that section of toys. Maybe you'll like a blue one instead so you can imagine it's Jake Sully instead."

She's too far away when you think about slapping her, already moving towards the side section of even more vibrators and dildos, a few naughty shirts display that separated you and Hotch from her. After glaring a hole into the back of her head, you turned back to Hotch, wanting nothing more than to melt on the floor and die.

"I-" you start, unable to finish; just like the night before.

He begins to look through the wall of sex toys, brows furrowing at the choices. Your cheeks redden when he picks up the infamous rose vibrator momentarily before placing it back down. It looked so tiny in his big hands and you wanted nothing more than to have his big hands in you. "What kind of toys do you like?"

It takes you a second to comprehend his question, still stuck on him seeing you shopping for things a boss should never know about his employees. "Um, whatever, really. I haven't really had one since college."

Hotch nods as if you were talking about a case and not about orgasming on a fucking sex toy. "I see."

You watch in silence as he studies the choices again, fully concentrated. He picks up a packaged dildo, regular colored, and holds it up to inspect it. You watch him eye the silicone dick before placing it back and picking up an identical one, only this one is thicker and wider.

"So ... you ever try one of these before with someone?" you asked, unable to deal with the silence but now wishing you hadn't spoken after that horrible sentence.

Thankfully, he chuckles, eyes not straying from the description on the packaging. "No, I haven't. I never really did have the time or someone who was willing to try something like this out."

"Ahh," you reply like a fucking idiot.

After another few moments of inspecting the dildo, he hands it to you with a smile. You take it instinctively, confused and gobsmacked at the gesture. His eyes are twinkling with amusement and something else you can't place. "That one should be the closest."

It’s about eight inches long, quite thick and has veins decorating the length. The head of it is big and you nearly salivate at the thought of getting off to it tonight.

"The closest to what?"

Hotch just grins in return and starts to turn away and walk out. "I'll see you tomorrow. Have fun.”

[justmeinadaze]

Secret Underneath (Steddie X Plus Size You)

"She's got a secret underneath (she's got a secret underneath) Yeah, she's his naughty little freak (yeah, she's his naughty, little freak) She likes to put on a show (she likes to put on a show) She likes when he takes control (she likes when he takes control)"

A/N: This came from utter annoyance at men online and just desperately trying to find a confident man who cares.

ENJOY!

Warnings: Sugar Daddies Steve and Eddie/ Baby Fem Plus Size Reader, SMUT, daddy kink (cause im me), blindfold, toys, voyeurism (I guess. They watch her pleasure herself on cam), dirty talk. Sub/dom dynamics, oh um age difference even though its not mentioned (guys are about mid to late 30s and Reader is in her mid to late 20s)

ANGST, Reader is assaulted by an ex (mentioned but not expanded on) boys comfort her, mentions of her wanting to be held and tired of feeling lonely, guys online try to flirt in the beginning but she shuts them down. I think that's it. Cliffhanger ending because again...Im me.

Word Count: 5555 (ooooo :P)

“I can take care of a young little thing like you. You’re perfect”

“If I’m perfect why do I need someone to take care of me?”

“Do you want to help Daddy finish, baby? My big hard cock needs some help.”

“Oof a real Daddy doesn’t need to announce how big his cock is. Try again, little boy.”

“I bet a little girl like you needs to be put in her fucking place, you stupid fucking slut. Now get naked and send me nudes or else.”

You role your eyes as you promptly block the person who sent you the message. When you signed up for this sugar baby website you were hopeful to find someone who wasn’t like the “men” you had talked to on regular dating apps. You wanted someone who knew what they were doing, confident, and could handle your sass without running. 

You had met a few who could live up to the title but none you wanted to keep around long term. 

Sliding your mouse through the images, you found a profile that intrigued you. The image attached wasn’t of one man but two and it didn’t show their faces. It wasn’t odd for the Babies to want anonymity like yourself but your profile picture at least showed all of you in your curvy glory with a mask blocking your eyes and lingerie blocking everything else. Daddies always felt the need to show off so usually their profile images accentuated their faces and/or their money.

These two, with an account named Mogul/Rockstar, were only photographed from the neck down and it was definitely a picture they took, not some professional or anything like that. The man on the left had a black, well fitted suit with his admittedly gorgeous hands holding a glass of whiskey. The man on the right was a bit less put together with torn jeans and a blue jean vest over his bare chest just barely blocking the tattoos that peaked out. You assume he must have long hair because the ends of wavy locks rested on his shoulders.

When most men reached out to you it was with some silly pick-up line or innuendo. This profile, however, simply sent you one word; “Hello.”

(8:45pm) “Hey there. Not much for words?”

(8:47pm) “We imagine you’ve heard them all. : ). “

(8:48pm) “Are you really two people? Or do you just have an extra ego?”

(8:48pm) “Oh or let me guess! Your dick is so big it counts as another person.

(8:50pm) “I mean my friend IS a big dick but lol”

(8:51pm) “Yeah, honey, it’s really two people. We like to be clear about that. Any Baby that becomes ours would be just that; ours. 

(8:53pm) “We’ve learned pretty quickly not many women feel comfortable with two Daddies which is absolutely fine and why we are up front.”

(8:54pm) “How up front are you being really when you don’t show your face?”

(8:55pm) “Hm. Not a yes girl. I like that. It’s good to ask questions. 

(8:57pm) “We do that for a couple of reasons. One being we are well known faces so we don’t want a Baby to choose us solely on that.”

(8:57pm) “Because you don’t want to be embarrassed?”

(9:00pm) “Asking questions is good. Interrupting isn’t. Don’t do it again.”

(9:01pm) “Or what?”

…

(9:08pm) “Or what, huh?”

(9:15pm) “Fuck you! Ignoring isn’t very Daddy like!”

(9:16pm) “Oh? Did little baby get her feelings hurt? We don’t ignore as punishments but you aren’t ours yet, sweetheart. If you don’t want to follow any rules that’s fine. We can just continue looking and you can be a brat with someone else.”

(9:18pm) “I’m sorry.”

(9:19pm) “What’s the other reason?”

(9:22pm) “Actually, that’s the biggest reason. Our fame gets in the way of a lot of things if you can believe it. Expectations are ruined and certain ideals are put in place.”

(9:23pm) “My reputation as a rockstar makes some ladies think I can’t be soft and I definitely can. Our image isn’t solely who we are.”

(9:25pm) “I can understand that. Being a bigger girl people think I’m either desperate or my weight becomes a fetish to them. Which, I mean, fetishes are fine but men make me feel like…it’s the ONLY reason they are sexually attracted to me.”

(9:26pm) “And not because of your personality. Yeah…”

(9:28pm) “Is that why you’re a bit of a brat? Lol need to weed out the idiots?”

(9:30pm) “Something like that. Lol.”

(9:32pm) “Baby, I think my friend and I are in agreement that we’d like to try this out if you’re willing. You don’t have to see us or do anything you don’t want. Per the anonymity that was mentioned, we aren’t going to give our names so you don’t have too either. We also won’t be showing our faces so, again, you don’t have to.”

(9:33pm) “More than anything, we just want someone to look out for and talk to. Maybe make you feel good from time to time if you let us.”

(9:35pm) “Ok, Daddy.”

(9:36pm) “Good. Good girl. : ). We can talk on here until the three of us get more comfortable and then we can give you our numbers so you can talk to us there or individually. As you can imagine, rockstar travels a lot and so do I for deals so we aren’t always together 24/7.”

(9:40pm) “Are you both friends or partners?”

(9:42pm) “Friends for sure.”

(9:43pm) “Ok, baby girl, we’ll let you go but we’ll talk to you tomorrow. Get some sleep.”

(9:45pm) “Good night, Daddy.”

(9:46pm) “*Daddies”

(9:48pm) “Good night, honey.”

(9:48pm) “Sweet dreams, princess.”

As you laid in bed that night, you couldn’t help but wonder who they could be. You did some quick googling of businessmen who were friends with rockstars but that was stupid because that was a very common friendship found within industries. Rolling over, you plugged in your phone to charge it, pausing when you heard it ding.

Mogul/Rockstar deposited $300 into your account!!

Wow. No man had ever sent you that much just for an introductory conversation. Maybe because it was two of them they felt the need? As you drifted off to sleep, you found yourself getting more and more curious about them, dreaming of possibilities that may come to be.

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That first month went by a lot smoother than you expected it to when it came to this account. They were incredibly kind and genuinely seemed to care about your day and what you were up to. Any time you voiced any kind of concern, they listened and did what they could. For example, you wished you could tell who was responding when since at the moment they replied as one. A few minutes later Rockstar changed his text to be red so you knew you were talking to him. 

When it came to finances, they were more than generous, giving you a set amount of $500 at the end of each day. They never once asked for anything sexual or made innuendos about their bodies or yours. 

As the second month began however you found yourself getting antsy.

(6:42pm) “May I ask a question?”

(6:43pm) “Yeah, of course, anything, honey.”

(6:45pm) “Can we do something…I mean can you help me…”

(6:46pm) “We can help with anything, princess. You just have to ask like a big girl.”

(6:47pm) “Can you…help me cum…”

(6:47pm) “Please, Daddy.”

(6:48pm) “We can do that for you, pretty girl. If you want. You remember the rules?”

(6:48pm) “Yes, Daddy.”

(6:49pm) “You don’t even have to turn on your camera or mic or anything. You can just…watch me.”

(6:50pm) “We never do anything we don’t want to do.”

(6:51pm) “But we would love to watch you cum. Do you have toys or were you just going to use your fingers?”

(6:53pm) “I have toys, Daddy.”

(6:54pm) “I actually just got this rabbit vibrator but I have no idea how to use it.”

(6:57pm) Mogul/ Rockstar has invited you for a video chat.

Biting your bottom lip, you grab your mask and pull it over your eyes, checking your appearance in the camera box before clicking their link. The camera box was still just their image from the site which you expected but was pleasantly surprised when a husky voice flowed through your speakers. 

“Hey, honey. You don’t have to turn your mic on if you don’t want to. We just thought it would be fair since you’re about to vulnerable with us.”

You smiled as you turned on your microphone. 

“Is it vulnerable? It’s just…masturbating right?”

“I mean, are you playing with yourself on the internet for just anyone?”

The second voice that followed through sounded extremely familiar as if you heard it somewhere before. It was incredibly sexy none the less. 

“No.”

“Then I would say you’re being vulnerable, babe. Jesus, you are really beautiful by the way.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”, you beam.

“Can we ask why shorts and an oversized shirt? Most women wear the lingerie or a bra and panties.”

“Or are totally naked.”

“I just want to be comfortable. I’m not roaming around my house in a bra and panties.”, you giggle. “I take those off as soon as I get home from work.”

“Very fair. We’ve never asked what you do. Do you feel comfortable telling us?”

“I’m a teacher. Another reason for said anonymity.”

“Again fair.”

“Um, may I ask, whose voice is whose?”

“Yeah, pretty girl. I’m the Mogul.”

“I’m the rockstar.”

Smiling, you nod but you find yourself completely unsure of how to proceed. Usually, you could play innocent and do what you needed in the bedroom but something about these men were making you…

“Honey, are we making you a little nervous?”, Mogul asked in a sweet tone. 

“Yeah a little bit. I’m sorry.”

“No reason to be sorry, sweetheart. Can you do your Daddies a favor and show us the toy you got?”

Like a little kid in a store, your smile grew as you opened the box by your feet and produced the pink vibrator, displaying it for them to see.

“Is that your favorite kind of toy?”

“Usually men are but—” You quickly covered your mouth with your palm not meaning to let your sass slip out like that. Again, you were surprised when you heard both men laugh.

“I like that sassy attitude.”

“The confidence to.”, Mogul adds. “Don’t cover up that personality for us, baby girl. We’re big boys. We can handle it.”

“Most men can’t.”

“Most men aren’t us.”

“That’s for damn sure.”, you smirk as your thighs rub together. 

“Why don’t you take off those short for us, sweetheart?”, Rockstar suggests as you nod, rising from your chair to bring them down and toss them aside. “Good girl. Can you open your legs for us so we can see that pretty pussy?”

Licking your lips, you close your eyes as your open your legs giving them a good view. 

“Open your eyes, baby girl, and don’t move them from the camera.”, Mogul commands in a firm tone. “Jesus, man. I bet she tastes really fucking sweet.”

“And is really fucking tight. That toy is going to stretch you out I bet.”

You moan at their words as you tease your slit with the end of the vibrator.

“I wish you both were here to help me.”, you whine as you palm slides under your shirt to massage your breast. 

“Go ahead, honey. Push it into your cunt and tell us how it feels.”

Mewling, you easily guide it inside of you, the subtle vibration against your clit driving you crazy.

“Fuck, it feels so good, Daddy.”

“Yeah, princess? Fuck, I’ve never wanted to eat a pussy so bad in my life. Look at her. I just want her to ride my face till she cums over and over.”

“Fuck…yes.”

“You’d like that, baby? Make a mess all over Rockstar’s face.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Such a dirty little girl. Can you say it for us?”

“I’m…I’m a dirty girl. Fuck, Daddy, it feels so good inside of me.”

“Fuck, baby girl. You’re so fucking sexy. Make yourself cum.”

“Can I, Daddy? Please. I’m so close.”

“Yeah, sweetheart. You have our permission.”

Your body shook as you came, your hips grinding against the toy as you elongated your high. 

“Good girl, honey. Very good. Come back to us.”

“Th-thank you. Thank you.”, you grin as you bite your lip. “Wait, did you guys cum? I wanna hear it.”

“This was about you, babe. We didn’t touch ourselves.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that we’re really fucking hard though after that display.”, Rockstar laughed.

“Are you serious? You guys didn’t…at all. Most men do.”

The image in their camera box suddenly changes and their laps from the waist down come into your view. Both men were wearing shorts and you could vaguely see their bulges poking through. Their hands were gorgeous, one littered with rings that you assumed belonged to the rockstar. 

“Again…we aren’t most men.”

“Don’t make us have to remind you again.”

Nodding, you softly apologize as you lean back in your chair.

“What’s wrong, baby? Are you pouting?”, Mogul asks in a tone that makes you smile. 

“Not really. I just…I wish you could hold me.”

“Yeah…yeah, princess, we wish we could to.”

“Will you ever trust me enough to show me your faces?”

You listen as they heavily sigh.

“Maybe. Let’s just take this one step at a time, ok?”

After your good nights and lying in bed alone, you don’t know why but you begin to cry. You had been alone for so long, broken hearted from the bullshit your ex put you through. You loved what the site offered but you wondered if that momentary high would be enough to sustain you. You just wanted someone who would hold you and tell you everything was alright. Someone who would take care of you and make you feel safe so you didn’t have to worry anymore about…everything. 

As your phone dinged, you glanced at the notification that illuminated your screen. 

Mogul/Rockstar deposited $2000 into your account!!

Hardening your heart, you reminded yourself that you were strong, squeezing your eyes tightly shut as you forced yourself to sleep. 

##############

(6:15pm) “Hey beautiful. What are your plans tonight? Rockstar and I were thinking maybe the three of us could have a camera date and just talk. Nothing sexual.”

(6:17pm) “You don’t have to of course.”

(6:20pm) “Sweetheart, you know how we feel about you not answering.”

(6:25pm) “Shit, you guys. I’m so sorry. I was charging my phone while I was getting ready! I actually have plans tonight.”

(6:27pm) “Ooo that sounds like fun. Spending some time with friends?”

(6:29pm) “Not exactly lol My ex actually invited me to dinner so we could talk about some things.”

(6:30pm) “You’re going on a date?”

(6:32pm) “Um, I guess you can call it that.”

(6:32pm) “Is that a problem?”

(6:33pm) “We made it clear that if you agreed to be our Baby you would be ours.”

(6:34pm) “Virtually, yes, but the information and rules you gave me didn’t say I couldn’t go out on a date. 

(6:35pm) “What. Did you think I was just going to be ok with not knowing who you two were and never having you two fuck me or hold me. 

(6:35pm) “To not go on actual dates and feel wanted.

(6:36pm) “Needed.”

(6:38pm) “Didn’t realize you needed everything spelled out for you. Relationships take time. Like you we imagine, we’ve been burned before. We don’t want another whore who’s only dating us for our money or status. We deal with fake people enough!”

(6:39pm) “We like talking to you and you’re so beautiful. We WANT to see where this goes but if you’re in that much of a rush maybe this was a bad idea.”

This Baby is currently offline. You may leave messages for her and she will get this when she logs back in!!

***

(9:32pm) CurvyBabyWAttitude has invited you for a video chat!!

(9:34pm) Mogul/Rockstar declined your invitation for a video chat.

(9: 35pm) “Please…I need you…”

(9:38pm) “Now you need us? After your date I’m thinking didn’t go well since it’s 9:30.”

(9:39pm) “Try again, little girl. We aren’t the kind of men you use whenever you feel like.”

(9:41pm) “We have feelings to.”

(9:45pm) “What? No sassy come back? Nothing sarcastic you want to say?”

(9:50pm) Mogul/Rockstar has invited you for a video chat!!

“Jesus Christ. What happened, baby?!”

When you illuminated their screen, you were a complete mess. Your hair was frayed every which way and even under the mask covering your eyes they could tell your make up was smeared from tears. Your black dress that you had worn was torn at the sleeve, hanging down as you held it together with your hand. 

“Did that fucker hurt you?”, Rockstar growled. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know who to call. I’m so sorry, Daddy. I should have stayed here with you. I’m just so tired of feeling lonely. As soon as that fucker showed me even a little bit of attention I just…”

You listened as they mumbled to each other, unable to make out what they were saying as you dried your tears with your fist. 

“We’re in New York right now. Are you close to that state?”

“Y-Yes?”

“Do you trust us? Say it.”, Mogul replies sternly when you nod.

“Yes, I trust you.”

“There’s a hotel outside of the city. I’ll message you the address and room number. You follow the instructions we give you to the letter. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

***

“Hi, um, I’m checking into a room…under, um, Baby Girl.”

You cringe as you relay the information but all the young lady does behind the hotel counter is beam over at you as she types on her computer. 

“Ah and here’s your key. Do you need an escort or anything?”

“Oh, uh, no, ma’am, thank you.”

“No problem! The gentleman said he would be right there.”

You glanced around you nervously as you rode the glass elevator up to the floor your room was at. You appreciated that they didn’t make you go to some run-down Bates Motel but you were still a bit on edge. 

Heading for the door, you paused taking a deep breath before putting in the key and slowly entering the room. It was a modest little room but lived up to its five-star rating just on looks alone. Shifting your gaze, you realized quickly you were alone but noticed a note with the words “Baby Girl” on the mattress. 

Lifting it up, you found a black silk eye mask one would use for sleeping folded underneath. 

“Please place this mask over your eyes and we will be right in. 

We know it took a lot of trust for you to drive out here so we’re trying to meet you halfway.”

Taking a seat, you sighed as you tried to put the thing over your head, struggling a bit as a bruise had begun to form where your ex tugged at your dress. 

The sound of the door clicking and swinging slowly open caught your attention as you froze in place. 

“Um, f-full disclosure, my eyes are closed as well. I couldn’t get this thing further down and I could see under the—” You point at the bottom of the mask as the door closed. 

Cologne filled your nostrils as footsteps walked closer to you. 

“Is it ok if I touch you so I can fix it?”

Your head tilted to the side at the sultry, smooth voice just above you.

“Yeah…who-who is this?”

“I’m the mogul in our name. Rockstar is on his way.”

“Were you two not together?”

You feel the atmosphere shift as he kneels in front of you and his fingers gently hold your head as he adjusts the mask to be more comfortable.

“We were but he wanted to stop and grab some things in the lobby. How does that feel?”

“Better, thank you.”

He withdrawals his hands but he doesn’t move as you feel his eyes scanning you over. Braving crossing a boundary, your hands carefully reach out and find his cheeks. Taking a hold of your wrists, Mogul helps guide your movement over his fluffy hair making you smile at how soft it is. When your thumb finds his lips, he exhales heavily and his warm breath has your pussy clenching around nothing. 

Abruptly, the door beeps and opens again as the smell of cigarettes fills the room.

“Do you know how hard it is to find ice in this goddamn palace!?”

Your head tilts again as you try to follow the new voice as he moves about the room. 

“And that would be the rockstar.”, the man in front of you assures as he pats your thigh and sits beside you. As he goes to release your hand, you immediately reach for him again, afraid of being in the dark now that they were here.

“Next building you buy should be a fucking hotel so you can put things where us humans can find them.”

You hear what sounds like someone being lightly hit as everything becomes silent again. 

“Hey, sweetheart. Sorry. My mouth tends to move before my brain does.”, he replies in your direction at a bit of a calmer register as he bounces on to the bed beside you. “God, asshole got you good, huh? Ok, this is going to be cold.”

You yelp and wince when something freezing lands on your arm. 

“I searched for like an actual icepack but I guess the 5 stars don’t include first aid.”

“Ok! I get it. You’re not used to fancy places, dude. Jesus.”

Rockstar laughs through his teeth making you smile again as your free hand reaches towards where you assume he is. Your fingers touch hair first and your eyebrows scrunch together as you realize you found the ends just above his shoulder. 

“Yeah, I, uh, wouldn’t run my fingers through that. It’s all tangled. You may get stuck and have to stay with us forever.”, he chuckles before it trails off. 

You can feel them both watching you as your palm finds his cheek and like with his friend your thumb moves along his bottom lip. They were a bit more chapped but based on the smell you assumed that was due to the cigarettes. As your hand began to travel down his neck, you paused and pulled away not wanted to make either man uncomfortable. 

“I’m sorry.”, you mumble.

“What are you sorry for, honey?”

“I don’t mean to be…that much of a brat, you know. I like talking to you both to and I want to see where this goes but…I guess I’m like him sometimes.” You pause as you gesture towards the rockstar. “My mouth moves before my brain. I’ll understand if you don’t want to be my Daddies anymore.”

Both men were silent for what felt like an eternity before the ice was removed from your skin and replaced by lips. A pleasant sigh escaped you as he tenderly kissed your bruises.

“Why did you ex hurt you?”, Mogul asked.

“Because he’s a fucker.”

“Yeah, we gathered that.”, Rockstar teased as he leaned away from you but intertwined your fingers with his. 

“He, uh, took me on a date to this tacky little restaurant that I told him a million times I hate and then on the drive home he insinuated because he took me out I’d want to…you know.”, you exhale as your head hangs. “I’m just so tired of being lonely. I just want someone to take care of me. ME. Not the supposed ‘whore who needs to be put in her place’ or ‘the desperate big girl’. I’m strong and I can take care of myself. I’m just…tired.”

Fingers tenderly moved your hair behind on of your ears. 

“God, I love your attitude.”

“It’s not uncommon for us to constantly run into ‘yes’ people. It’s one of the problems we have with Babies. Always ‘Yes, Daddy.’ Or ‘Of course, Daddy.’ Sometimes we can’t tell if it’s them being genuine or pandering to us to get what they want. Which…I guess is fine but…”

“Not what we’re looking for.”

Your hands search for Mogul’s face and he grins as he leans in allowing you to touch him. When your lips find his, however, he hastily pulls back and rises to his feet. 

“Hey, no, honey. You don’t have to do that. That’s not why we came down here.”

You feel yourself start to panic, losing your bearings since you can’t see. You had gotten used to them both being next to you and when he stood up you suddenly felt lost. 

“I’m right here, princess. You’re ok. Everything’s ok.”, Rockstar murmurs in your ear as he squeezes your thigh.

“You don’t want to fuck me?”, you ask to the void, unsure of exactly where the other man may be. 

A deep, guttural groan echoes in front of you as you turn your head towards it.

“I’ve never wanted something or someone so bad in my life, baby, but… that’s not why we came here.”

“He doesn’t want you to feel used. Your ex tried to do that and he doesn’t want you to feel like we’re the same.”

“I don’t. I don’t feel that way at all, Daddy.” Your voice had dropped into that little girl tone as you fully allowed yourself to be vulnerable for them. “Please…”

Lips connected to yours again but the taste was different. The nicotine that lingered on his tongue mixed with the slight taste of mint toothpaste set your body on fire as it fully came to life and you wrapped your arms around the man’s neck as he gently tilted you onto your back.

The bed dipped on your other side and you disconnected from one set of lips to another. You became lost in his kisses as his tongue danced with yours and their hands roamed your skin. 

“We’re going to be gentle tonight, baby girl. Let us take care of you.”

You allowed them to undress you and waited patiently as they removed their own clothes. Lying on either side of you, they each lifted one of your legs over their hips as their lips and tongues sucked on your neck.

Rockstar’s fingers glided through your folds and you groaned loudly as he massaged circles into your clit. While running your hand through his hair, Mogul licked and sucked on one of your nipples making your hips buck as you searched for more friction. 

“Please.”

“What do you want, sweetheart? You want my fingers?”

“Yes, Daddy, please.”

His nose presses against your cheek, his mouth opening in a silent moan as he effortlessly guides two of his digits inside of your core. 

“Fuck. I was right. You are tight. Jesus, sweetheart, our cocks are going to stretch you open, baby.”

“Can…Can I have you both?”

“Can you handle that?”, Mogul asked with a slight whine of want. 

“Yeah, Daddy. I can, I promise.”

“Baby girl, I don’t think you understand what you’re asking for.”, he chuckles and you listen as he sucks on what you assume is his fingers. “You may think we’re cocky but trust us we’ve earned the right to be.”

You suck in a breath as you twist your hips and feel two long thick fingers pushed into your ass as both men thrust their digits into you. 

“Oh…my…”

“Can a little girl like you handle your Daddy’s big cocks inside of you at the same time?”

Your hands cling to the man in front of you as you passionately kiss him, his tongue catching your moans as you tremble and trench his fingers as you cum. 

“Y-Yes, I can…I can handle it.”

They abruptly sit up and manhandle you around the bed, Mogul’s arms holding you tightly as he places himself on the edge of the mattress with his legs hanging off the side. Just as you had, his palm comes up to caress your face as his thumb traces your lips. 

“You’re so beautiful, baby.” You softly smile at the sincerity in his voice while he circles your arms around his neck. “Just hang on to Daddy, ok? We got you.”

His hair tickles your nose as he tilts his head and grips his cock between your bodies. 

“Shit, um, I almost forgot. Is it ok…I don’t think we have condoms.”

“It’s ok. I’m protected and I’m clean. You can cum inside me…if you want to…”

“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re going to kill us. Ok, go ahead and baby let me know when you’re ready for me.”

“Yes, sir.”

You feel his mushroom tip tease your entrance making you both moan. 

“Take your time, honey. I got you.”

As you slowly descend onto him, he sucks in a breath as your fingers thread through his hair. 

“So big. Fuck, Daddy.”

“How does she feel, man?”

“Mmpf, tight. That’s it. You’re almost there.”

When you’re fully seated on top of him, his forehead leans to rest on yours as his humid breath fans your face. The action causes you to clench around him and he grunts in pleasure.

“Hang on to me.”, he whispers as he tips back onto his hands tilting you with him. 

Rockstar spits in his palm behind you and you mewl as he rubs it between your cheeks.

“Are you ready, princess?”

“Yes, Daddy, I’m ready.”

Holding your ass open, he gradually slides into you.

“Oh fuck. I wasn’t expecting… goddamn baby girl.”

Ringed fingers take hold of your bicep as both men thrust into you at the same time hitting every spot inside of you that has you melting into them. 

“Oh my God. Yes!”

“Yeah, baby? Fuck, dude. I don’t know how—mmm—how long I’m gonna last. Her ass feels so good.” A hand slaps your behind making you moan as another strong palm grips the back of your thigh guiding your movements as you bounce back into theirs. 

Lips in front of you open mouth kiss your chest up to your neck as you push them closer to your skin. 

“Please. Fuck, Daddy! M’gonna cum.”

Slamming their hips up to meet yours, your body quivers as the coil snaps.

“Atta girl, honey! Making a mess all over our cocks and coming hard like that. So fucking sexy.”

Clinging to them tightly, you allowed them to use you to chase their highs. The man behind you warms your insides first, grunting as his rhythm falters. The man in front of you soon follows thrusting his spend deep inside of you.

“We’re going to pull out, sweetheart, ok?”

“Ok, Daddy.”

After carefully removing themselves, you feel yourself being lifted into the air and spun around before being placed on soft pillows. A wet rag cleans you and you pleasantly sigh as you curl under the covers that were placed over your body. 

“Are you both going to stay?”

Cool metal touches your skin as a hand pets your head. 

“Do you want us to?”

“I promise I won’t look.”

Warmth encases you as they lay on either side, murmuring praises as you steadily fall asleep. 

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When you woke up the next morning you were alone, finding a note on the nightstand that said they thought it best to leave before you woke up but that the room was yours for as long as you need and to message them when you made it home. 

You did what they requested but decided to utilize the rest of your Sunday for yourself thinking about everything that happened. You heard your phone pinging but you didn’t want to talk to anyone wishing you could call in that following Monday. Unfortunately, you made a promise to a friend, you couldn’t break. 

“Y/N, honey, are you alright?”, your colleague asks as she lightly elbows your side. 

“I’m fine. Just an interesting weekend.”

“Alright, guys so this where all the important decisions are made.”, the building tour guide obnoxiously smiled as she guided the class around the office space. “Let’s see if the boss is available.”

“Well thank you for chaperoning with me. When Mrs. Ludwig cancelled I thought I would have to reschedule.”

“No problem. I know nothing about business and economics but…”, you giggle. 

“Holy shit!”

“Mark!”, your friend shouts. “Watch your mouth! Jesus!”

“Mrs. Raymond, it’s Eddie Munson. The guitarist from Corroded Coffin!”

Turning your head in that direction, you realize two men are staring your way, one of them indeed the famous rockstar. 

Rockstar…

Blinking you tilt your head as you notice the rings on his fingers.

That voice. I knew that voice.

“It’s not uncommon for us to see Mr. Munson around here. Him and Mr. Harrington have been friends for a long time. Right, sir?”, the tour guide asks.

“Steve Harrington? The business mogul?”

Mogul…

“See, Y/N. You know some things about the business world.”, your friend grins. 

As the world around you seems to slow down to a halt, you three continue to stare at each other as you figure out where to go from here.

[hees-mine]

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐲! - 𝐋.𝐡𝐬

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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: smut, masturbation, lube and sex toys, cursing.

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 🐣 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

You were sitting on your bed mindlessly scrolling until you got a notification that your one and only all time favorite camboy was live.

Ethan mentioned you.

With excitement, you quickly tap the notification, opening the streaming app, and watching the live.

“Hello, everyone,” Ethan waved to his viewers. “Wow, there’s already so many of you,” he chuckles at the number of live audience that was attending his stream. “I’m nervous. There’s so many people here.”

You smile at his shy demeanor, one that is a stark contrast to when he was putting on a show for all his dedicated viewers.

“So, as you all know, last week I opened a P.O. Box so you could send me gifts, and I’m so excited yet nervous to see what you all got me.” he blushed, knowing that some of the gifts were probably far from innocent considering his profession. “There’s so much, and it’s only been a week.”

Your heart rate picked up at the mention of gifts cause you had sent him something, and you were so hoping he’d use it for you on stream.

As the live continued on, he opened package after package. Some were chocolates, others confession notes along with their numbers, which you thought was hilarious, and of course, he got the occasional lingerie or sex toy. “Thanks for all the gifts!” He says excitedly. “I loved them all so much, and I appreciate every single last one of you.” you frown cause he didn’t open the package you sent him. You spent a decent amount of money on it, too, but maybe he’d open it next stream, but that was wishful thinking.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” he laughs. “I saved this one for last cause it’s the biggest.” he holds the big box up to the screen, showing the camera. “I wonder what it could be. This one is from y/n.” he shakes the box, keeping your last name a secret just in case some weirdo tried to get your address and information. “I like that name.” Smiling softly, he opens the box, and your heart is literally going to explode because not only did he say your name, he was about to open your gift, and he actually noticed you. “Oh wow,” he laughs airily. “Y/n, if you’re watching this, you’re very, very naughty.” he looks into the lens, smirking, and you think you’re about to die cause your poor heart can’t take much more you were literally still processing the fact that he said your name. “Look what she bought me, guys” he shows the camera the suctioning masturbator toy you sent him. “You,” he clicks his tongue, and he’s more than amused cause out of all the toys he received, this was by far the most enticing to him. “Must really want me to feel good,” he finishes, looking at all the different functions of the toy.

Your face heats up from his words, and that alone has you rubbing your thighs together.

“What do you say, guys? Should we end it here now that all the gifts are open, or should I use it?” The amount of comments flooding in telling him to use it made him chuckle with amusement. “You all must really want it yeah?” His tone switches to a much different one than his usual bubbly online personality.

“Please,” you whimper in your quiet bedroom, desperately hoping he’d use it even though you didn’t know if your poor heart could take it.

“Yes, please.”

You type out knowing he won’t see it, but you still do it anyway, and he doesn’t see it not until he notices the comments replying to you and mentioning how happy they are that you bought him the gift cause thanks to you, they were going to get a really good show tonight.

You respond to them, giggling and blushing shyly from all the sudden attention.

“Well, y/n, my viewers seem to be even more appreciative of the gift than me,” he laughs, still looking at the countless comments coming in of fans wishing they were you and saying how they wished they had of thought of buying it for him instead. “Okay, guys, what about me?” He whines and pouts at the camera cause you had taken over his stream in the comments.

“Sorry, Ethan, but I want y/n now,” he reads one of the comments out loud. “What if I already want her?” He quirks a brow, playing into the banter. Meanwhile, you’re hyperventilating cause he’s really noticing you.

“Then I’ll fight you for her,” he reads their response after keeping an eye out for their username.

“Then let’s settle it, y/n. Who do you want, me or (Ethan’s number one fan)?” he waits for a reply from you, trying to keep up with all the incoming comments.

Cause this was all a joke anyways, you just decided to tease him. Obviously, if it came down to it, you’d pick him, but this was all harmless fun. “I’ll take (Ethan’s number one fan),” you reply with a giggle.

“Wow, y/n,” Ethan gasped, pretending to be offended and clutching his heart. “Well, guys, I’m ending the stream. y/n broke my heart, and I’m throwing her gift away,” he says dramatically, and the comments flood with laughing and crying emojis. “But y/n, I am really sad,” he pouts, putting on his streaming persona once again. “By the end of this stream, I’ll make you want me instead.”

Your laughter dies down when he says that, and all of the sudden, you feel arousal pooling in your stomach from his deep voice.

He quickly opens your package, grabbing the toy, and setting it on his desk while he rolls his chair back to stand up and give the camera a view of his clad bulge. “I’ll make you regret choosing them over me.” he wasn’t even aware when his stream had started taking this direction, but since his viewers were playing into it, he did, too. “Ethan’s jealous,” he reads another comment out loud. “Of course I’m jealous” he palms over his cock softly moaning at the contact. “Wouldn’t you be if someone bought you gifts and then left you for someone else?”

At this point, you don’t even know what’s going on. You can’t tell if he’s serious or if he’s just seriously good at entertaining his viewers, but you just decided to enjoy the show, not putting much thought into it.

He pulls the waistband of his sweats down, showing the prominent bulge in his underwear. “You like what you see?” He says, looking into the camera, cupping his clothed balls as he turns a bit to show the precum wetting the front of his boxers.

The donations were already coming in since the start, but now they were flooding in one right after the other. “You all must be feeling a little needy tonight. So many donations and I haven’t even shown you my cock yet,” he teased, which prompted even more donations to come in. “Hmm, maybe I shouldn’t. I mean, I already made double my goal,” he continues to tease, and within seconds, he surpasses his goal by three times more. “Yeah, you’re all really desperate for me tonight.” he hooks his thumb into his waistband, stretching the elastic and letting it snap against his waist as he whimpers from the pleasuring sting. “Don’t worry, I won’t leave until every single last one of you are satisfied” he drops his boxers around his ankles, his pearly tip gleaming in the light as his cock stands tall.

You lick your lips, gulping harshly as your eyes trail over every vein, every pulse and twitch of his cock. It looks so pretty you want him in your mouth so bad you wish you could just drop down to your knees for him as he feeds you inch after inch of his long thick cock.

“You regretting your choice yet y/n?” He says playfully, swaying his hips as you watch his length swinging back and forth.

Too wrapped up in his beauty, you don’t even reply as you slip a hand in your underwear to quell the pulsing of your pussy.

Grabbing the lube you sent him along with the toy, he can’t help but smile mischievously. “My oh my strawberry?” He chuckles, popping off the cap. “What are we gonna do with you y/n?” There’s a double meaning behind his words as he slathers his cock in the flavored lube you bought for him and he can’t help but go lower to fondle his balls. “So good.” he lets his head fall back, eyes closing tightly as he puffs out a breath at the pleasuring sensation of the lube coating his sensitive tip, and he makes a mental note to buy this lube the next time he runs out cause it felt so smooth and creamy soft on his girth and he thinks you really took your time and did your research.

He looks back at the screen, looking through some comments while he bites on his lower lip and tugs at his thick base. “Stop teasing,” he smiles while reading the comment. “But I’m having so much fun,” he laughs as more of the same comments come in. “Fine, fine.” he sits back down on his chair, the camera angle giving his viewers a perfect look between his toned legs. “Sweet,” he hums, sucking each one of his thick fingers clean of the strawberry-flavored lube, and he’s definitely gonna have to buy more of that sooner than later.

“Ethan,” moaning his name, you gather your wetness on your fingers, playing with your pussy lips as you watch him sucking his fingers, wishing he was sucking on your clit instead.

“Time for what we’ve all been waiting for.” he looks into the camera, eyes clouded over with a small smirk on his face. “Ready y/n?” He says teasingly, and you feel more than just a tingle between your thighs as more wetness helplessly seeps from your hole. “Guess she’s too busy to respond,” he winks at the camera, and you can’t help but feel shy because he’s right. You were too busy fingering yourself to reply.

You have to take a deep breath or two because you’ve never felt so worked up before. The fact he was actually using what you bought him just made it all the better, too.

He holds his length at the base guiding his dripping tip to the hole and sinking the toy down on his cock with a sharp hiss. “Hmm fuck” his jaw falls slack as he bottoms out. He knew it’d feel good, but not this good. “Mhm,” he whimpers. “Guess I’m a little more sensitive than usual today,” he chuckles breathlessly as he stills inside the toy, giving himself a minute to adjust to the intense pleasure.

Oh, how you wish you were that toy. You’d let him use you however he liked. You’d take load after load of his cum and let him fuck you senselessly until his balls are empty and your pussy is stuffed full of his warm cum.

He turns it on the lowest setting first, and even that feels so overwhelming. “Fuck that’s so good” he closes his eyes, too lost in pleasure to focus on reading any comments. He fiddles with the heating setting, and his mouth falls open when he feels the warmth encasing his hard length. The suction mixed with vibration was so pleasurable he couldn’t help but groan. “Fuck me,” he bites on his lip, slipping a hand to the bottom of his hoodie to lift it up and reveal his broad chest.

Your eyes flutter, watching him getting off on the toy you bought him. His voice sounded so hot, all breathy and whiny, and for a moment, you almost felt like he was right there with you.

Rubbing your clit in circles, you mewl out his name helplessly, whining and begging for him cause you need him inside of you so bad.

“Fuck I’m sorry, guys. I’m not gonna last long at all just feels too fucking good” his body goes limp in his chair, letting the toy do all the work on his cock while he toys with his nipples. With trembling hands, he grabs the lube, squeezing a dollop on his nipple and pinching the hard little nub as he moans out loud. This was by far the most pleasure he’d ever felt. It was so good he almost forgot he was on stream. The only thing keeping him somewhat coherent was the donation sounds coming from his computer.

“It’s okay, Ethan, you can let go,” you whisper to yourself halfway in and halfway out of it as you begin to lose yourself to the pleasure.

Beads of sweat drip from underneath his beaning and trickle down his jaw, the light in his room illuminating the sheen on his flushed chest. “This is for you, y/n,” he pants and stands up right in front of the camera, giving a clear view of everything including his pleasured face.

He removed the toy from his length right as he was cumming and spills an overwhelming amount of cum on his desk and monitor a few splashes hitting his camera lens, and that’s what sent you over the edge, back arching off your bed as you rubbed your clit until you were creaming at the sight of his white pearly cum pooling on his desk.

He whimpered with every spurt cock desperately twitching with arousal until he was milked completely dry.

Catching your breath at the same time as him, you cuddle into yourself, covering up with your blanket as your body shakes and pulses with the aftermath of complete utter euphoria.

“Wow,” he tosses his beanie off to the side, running his fingers through his messy blonde hair before pulling up his pants. “So now, y/n, who do you pick?” He grins, breath still a little uneven cause that orgasm really was something special he swears he’s never cum that much ever.

You grin and type out a reply. “I pick you, Ethan.” awaiting your comment, he smiles and lowers his head while chuckling softly.

It was fun while it lasted, but he felt like he was gonna crash any moment now. “Hmm, that’s a good girl,” he says, and your heart flutters. He ignores all the jealous comments coming in. As much as he’d like to stay and entertain everyone, he had to get some rest soon. “Well, I think I’ll end it here. Thanks for all the gifts and donations tonight. I really appreciate and love you all. See you all next stream,” he winks. “And y/n, I had fun. Hope to see you next time.” he blows a kiss to you or his camera. You’re not quite sure, but either way, it makes you blush, and you’ll definitely see him next stream.

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Punishment

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Paring: Sub!Camboy!Jungwon x Dom!Reader

Genre: smut

Summary: Y/n discovers Jungwon preparing for a camboy session, surrounded by adult toys and wearing a collar. She confronts him playfully, revealing she knows his secret and hinting at a shared experience.

More: Masterlist

A/n: I'm considering creating more fics like this if you want me to. Also, I am currently working on some requests. Requests are still open; it might just take a while.

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Y/n always had a knack for making an entrance. She'd saunter into a room with the confidence of a lioness surveying her pride, and today was no exception. Jungwon's apartment, however, was uncharacteristically still. The usually warm, welcoming space was filled with an eerie silence that made Y/n's skin crawl. She called out his name, expecting the usual greeting or the distant sound of a shower running, but all she heard was the faint hum of the computer in the bedroom.

Her heart racing, she pushed the door open to find Jungwon sprawled on the bed, surrounded by a sea of dildos and vibrators. He was in the middle of setting up for his live cam show, dressed in nothing but a pair of skimpy lace panties and a collar that glinted in the dim light. Y/n's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. But as the reality set in, a smirk curled on her lips. Jungwon's secret life as a camboy was about to become their little shared secret.

"Well, well, well," she purred, crossing her arms over her chest. "Look what we have here."

Jungwon's eyes shot up from his task, wide with a mix of fear and arousal. He knew he was in trouble, and his cheeks flushed as he scrambled to cover himself with a pillow. "Y/n baby," he stuttered. "I can explain."

But Y/n was already striding over to the bed, a glint of mischief in her eyes. She grabbed the leather whip off the bedside table, the same one he had used on her countless times before. "Oh, I think I can guess," she said, her voice low and sultry. "You've been a very bad boy, Jungwon."

Her hand came down with a sharp crack across his thigh, and Jungwon yelped, his body jolting. The sound was deliciously satisfying, and Y/n felt a thrill of power course through her. She leaned down, her face inches from his, and whispered, "You're going to show everyone what happens to naughty little camboys who don't tell their mommies about their side hustles."

Jungwon's eyes searched hers, a silent plea for mercy, but she only grinned. "You're going to be the star of the show tonight, baby," she said, stroking the whip along his body. "And I'm going to make sure everyone sees just how much of a slut you are."

With that, she turned on the webcam and the room filled with the eager chatter of his online audience. Y/n didn't miss a beat, slipping into a pair of red, lace lingerie she found in his drawer. She knew he liked it when she played the part of a stern dom, so she leaned into it, her voice firm and commanding. "Look at all these people waiting to see how a bad boy gets punished," she said, her hand tracing the line of his jaw. "They're all so curious, aren't they?"

Jungwon nodded, his voice shaky. "Y-yes, Mommy," he murmured, his eyes darting to the screen and back to her.

Y/n felt a thrill at the sound of the word "Mommy" on his lips. It was a term they'd played with before in their private kinks, but the fact that he was saying it now, in this context, was exhilarating. She knew it would drive his fans wild, and she had every intention of using that to her advantage. She lubed up the strap-on dildo with a wicked smile, watching Jungwon's eyes widen in anticipation and a hint of fear.

"You're going to beg for it," she told him, her voice low and sultry. "You're going to apologize to everyone for being such a naughty boy, and then you're going to show them just how much you enjoy your punishment."

Jungwon swallowed hard, his throat dry with nerves. He had never been outed like this before, never been caught in the act by someone he cared about. But there was something about the way Y/n's eyes gleamed with excitement that made his cock throb in his panties. He felt the cold metal of the vibrating cock ring being snapped around his erection, and he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily.

"Look at him," Y/n said, addressing the camera. "He can't even wait to be punished."

The chatter in the chat grew more feverish as Jungwon's fans watched the scene unfold. Y/n knew they were eager to see their favorite camboy get what he deserved, and she was more than happy to oblige. She straddled him, the strap-on pressing against his ass. "You're going to apologize to all your little viewers," she ordered, her voice like silk. "Tell them how sorry you are for keeping secrets from Mommy."

Jungwon's eyes watered as he whispered, "I'm so sorry, Mommy. I'm a bad boy." His voice was a mix of genuine regret and the thrill of his newfound vulnerability. The camera picked up every tremor in his voice, and the audience lapped it up.

Y/n smirked, feeling the power dynamic shift heavily in her favor. She grabbed his chin and tilted his head up, forcing him to look into the camera. "Is that all you have to say?" she demanded, her tone a perfect blend of disappointment and dominance. Jungwon took a deep breath, his eyes glossy with lust. "I'm so sorry, Mommy! I'll be good! I'll do anything you say!"

The chat exploded with excitement, a cacophony of lewd comments and demands. Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph as she began to peg Jungwon. She thrust deep, watching his face contort with pleasure and pain. His body arched off the bed, his moans growing louder with each stroke. She tightened her grip on the leather whip, ready to use it if he didn't perform to her satisfaction.

"Look at this greedy slut," she said, her voice carrying over the sound of his gasps. "He loves being filled up, doesn't he?" Jungwon could only nod, his eyes rolling back in his head as she hit just the right spot. The vibrating cock ring around his shaft sent waves of pleasure through him, making his entire body quiver.

The chat was alight with comments, eager viewers urging Y/n to go harder, to make him scream. She reveled in the power, her movements becoming more forceful. Each thrust was punctuated with a snap of the whip, leaving red lines across Jungwon's pale skin. He squirmed and writhed beneath her, his desperate pleas for release echoing through the room.

"Not yet," she purred, her own arousal growing with every second. "First, you need to show Mommy how much you can take."

Jungwon's eyes snapped open, and he gritted his teeth as she yanked on the chain attached to his collar, forcing him to look into the camera. His cheeks were flushed, his hair a sweaty mess, and his eyes were glazed over with desire. The strap-on filled him completely, stretching him in a way that made him feel both used and utterly adored. He knew he was putting on a show for his viewers, but all he could focus on was the pleasure Y/n was giving him, the way she was dominating him so completely.

"Such a good boy," she cooed, her hand reaching down to squeeze his cock, the vibrations from the ring sending shockwaves through his body. "Now tell them how much you want to cum for Mommy."

Jungwon's voice was strained, his words barely coherent. "I-I wanna to c-um s'badly, Mommy~," he whimpered, his eyes never leaving hers. "P..ase, let me c-cum."

Y/n chuckled, the sound as dark and seductive as the room's shadows. "Only if you can make Mommy cum first," she said, her eyes gleaming with challenge. She pulled out the strap-on, watching Jungwon's hole quiver with need. He nodded frantically, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

Y/n straddled Jungwon's face, her own pussy wet with excitement. She could feel the heat of his breath on her, and she knew he was eager to taste her. "Eat me out," she ordered, her voice thick with desire. "Make me cum, and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you have your little reward."

Jungwon didn't need any further encouragement. He buried his face between her legs, his tongue darting out to tease her clit. Y/n moaned, her hands fisting in his hair as he worked his magic. He knew exactly what she liked, and he wasn't going to hold back now. The camera captured every moment, the sight of Jungwon's eager mouth on her pussy sending the chat into a frenzy. His fans watched, enraptured, as he licked and sucked, his tongue swirling around her sensitive bud.

Y/n's hips began to rock, her body moving in rhythm with Jungwon's mouth. She could feel the tension building, her orgasm approaching like a freight train. Her eyes remained locked on the camera, a smug smile playing on her lips. She knew she had him right where she wanted him, and she was going to enjoy every second of it. "fff-fuck yes baby," she breathed, her voice tight with pleasure. "J-ust like that, baby."

Jungwon's eyes fluttered closed as he focused on his task, his tongue delving deeper into her wetness. He could feel his own cock straining against the ring, the vibrations almost too much to handle. But he was determined to make her cum first. His tongue flicked and danced, tracing the folds of her sex with a practiced ease.

Y/n's moans grew louder, her body tensing above him. She leaned back, her breasts bouncing as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Jungwon's hands gripped Y/n's thighs, his face a mask of concentration as he worked tirelessly to please her. His own need was a constant throb, the vibrations from the ring making his balls ache. But he knew his place; he was here to serve, to be her good little boy.

Finally, with a guttural cry, Y/n squirted, her juices coating Jungwon's face. She collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she looked down at him, her eyes hooded with satisfaction. Jungwon lapped at her thighs, his eyes pleading for his own release. "Good boy," she murmured, a hint of pride in her voice. "You've earned your reward."

With a swift motion, Y/n climbed off Jungwon, her legs wobbly with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She grabbed the cock ring and tugged it off, tossing it aside. Jungwon's cock sprang free, hard and desperate for release. "You did so well," she said, her voice softer now. "You really are the best little slut for Mommy."

Her hand wrapped around his shaft, her grip firm and sure. Jungwon moaned, his hips bucking up to meet her touch. The sensation was overwhelming after the constant vibration, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Y/n leaned in, her lips pressing sloppily against his in a kiss that was as much about claiming him as it was about showing their connection to the audience. She tasted faintly of herself, a musky sweetness that made Jungwon's toes curl.

Their kiss grew more urgent as she stroked him, her thumb swiping over the head of his cock in a deliciously torturous pattern. Jungwon's breath hitched, and he could feel the beginnings of his climax building. The chat was a blur of words, their fans lost in the performance. But all Jungwon could focus on was Y/n, her eyes locked on his, her hand working him closer and closer to the precipice.

"Ask them what they want to see," she murmured against his lips, her voice a seductive whisper. Jungwon's heart raced as he turned to the camera, his voice thick with arousal. "W-hat do you wa-nt Mommy to do to M..e?"

The chat exploded with suggestions, each more depraved than the last. Y/n's eyes danced with excitement as she read through them, her hand never stopping its steady rhythm on Jungwon's cock. "Looks like my little slut has quite the fan club," she said, her voice filled with amusement.

"P-please, Mommy," Jungwon begged, his voice breaking. "I n-need to c-cum."

Y/n's eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on her lips as she considered the options presented by the eager viewers. "Looks like you've been a very popular boy," she said, her thumb teasing the slit of his cock. "They want to see you squirt all over yourself like the little whore you are."

Jungwon's eyes rolled back, his body on the brink. "I-I'll do it," he panted. "A-anything, just let me cum."

Y/n's smirk grew into a full-blown smile. She knew she had him. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear. "Tell them," she whispered. "Tell them how much you want to cum for Mommy."

Jungwon's voice was shaky as he spoke to the camera. "P-please, everyone," he stuttered. "I w-want to c-cum so badly for Mommy." The words were barely out of his mouth before Y/n's hand sped up, her grip tightening. Jungwon's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles tensing and releasing as he neared climax.

The room was thick with tension as Y/n worked him closer and closer. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the faint scent of leather from the whip that lay discarded on the bed. Jungwon's eyes squeezed shut, his hips jerking upwards as he chased his release. The sound of the chat had become a distant buzz, their words fading into the background as he focused solely on the pleasure Y/n was giving him.

"Look at me," she demanded, her voice firm. Jungwon's eyes snapped open, meeting hers. There was something in her gaze that was both terrifying and exhilarating, a mix of love and dominance that had him trembling with need. "Tell me you're going to cum for Mommy."

"I'm g-going to cum," he whimpered, his voice a desperate plea. "P-please, let me cum."

Y/n leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his chest as she whispered, "Do it for Mommy."

With a strangled cry, Jungwon came hard, his cum spurting onto his stomach and chest in thick ropes. The camera caught every drop, his fans watching in awe as he trembled and squirmed beneath her touch. Y/n chuckled, her hand still moving slowly on his over-sensitive cock. She knew he was spent, his body a mess of nerves and pleasure, but she wasn't quite done with him yet.

"Such a good boy," she murmured, her voice a sweet caress in the otherwise raunchy atmosphere. She leaned down to lick a bead of cum from his chest, savoring the salty taste of his release. Jungwon's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles still quivering from the intensity of his orgasm. He panted, his eyes fluttering closed as she kissed him gently.

"Thank you, Mommy," he whispered, his voice a hoarse whisper. Y/n couldn't help but smile at his obedience. She climbed off the bed, her own arousal still simmering just beneath the surface. "Don't go anywhere," she told him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We're not done yet."

Jungwon watched as she grabbed the leather whip again, his heart racing with anticipation. He knew she had more in store for him, and the thought both thrilled and terrified him. Y/n strutted back to the bed, the whip crackling in the air as she approached. She looked like a goddess of desire, her lingerie clinging to her curves and her hair a wild mess from their earlier exertions.

"You've been such a good boy," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "But now, it's time for your final punishment." She held up the whip, and Jungwon's cock twitched in response. "You're going to count for me, baby," she instructed, her tone firm. "Every stroke, you're going to count, and you're going to thank me for each one."

Jungwon nodded, his breath shallow. He knew this was it, the grand finale of their little performance. He braced himself as the whip made contact with his already sensitive skin, the sting making him gasp. "One," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

Y/n's strokes grew stronger, painting a picture of red on Jungwon's ass. Each crack of the whip was met with a muffled cry and a whispered "Thank you, Mommy." His body danced with the pain, his legs shaking as he fought to stay in position for her. The room was alive with the sound of their play, the whip echoing through the speakers and into the ears of his devoted fans.

Jungwon's eyes watered, but he didn't dare break the gaze he held with Y/n. He knew she could see the mix of agony and euphoria in his eyes, the way his body responded to her dominance. It was a heady feeling, one that made his cock throb even as the pain grew more intense. He felt her hand on his thigh, her grip reassuring as she guided him through each stroke.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jungwon reached the last number, his voice strained but obedient. "Ten, Mommy," he whimpered, his body sagging in relief. Y/n tossed the whip aside, her eyes still locked on his. "Good boy," she said, her voice soft and gentle. "You took your punishment like a champ."

Jungwon couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. He felt a strange sense of pride, knowing he had not only satisfied his Mommy but also his eager audience. His body was a canvas of desire, marked with the evidence of their game. He looked up at Y/n, his eyes pleading for the final act of their show.

Y/n leaned down, her breasts brushing against Jungwon's back as she whispered in his ear. "You've been such a good boy," she said, her breath warm and comforting. "Now, it's time for your reward."

Her hand reached back, her fingers finding his still-hard cock. Jungwon's eyes rolled back in his head as she began to stroke him again, her movements gentle this time. He knew she was in no rush, that she was savoring the moment just as much as he was. The tension in the room had shifted, the power dynamic no longer a game but a lived reality that bound them together.

Their kiss grew deeper, more intimate as she brought him back to the edge. Jungwon's breath hitched, his body taut with anticipation. He could feel the warmth of her pussy against his thigh, her own arousal clear as she ground against him. The camera captured every moment, their private world laid bare for the viewers to see.

With a final, desperate moan, Jungwon came again, his body spasming as ropes of cum shot out of him. Y/n's hand never left his cock, her touch soft and soothing as he rode out the last waves of pleasure. When he finally opened his eyes, she was smiling down at him, her own satisfaction clear. "Thank you, Mommy," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Y/n leaned down, her cheek pressing against his. "Thank you, baby," she said, her voice just as tender. "You were incredible."

They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together, the camera still rolling. Jungwon felt a mix of relief and euphoria, the adrenaline of their performance still coursing through his veins. He knew that their relationship had just entered a new phase, one filled with secrets and taboos, but he also knew that he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Alright, everyone," Y/n said, her voice suddenly business-like as she turned to the camera. "That's all for tonight. Don't forget to tip your performers." She winked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And Jungwon," she added, her voice a low purr. "Be a good boy for Mommy, or we'll have to do this again."

The chat erupted in a frenzy of tips and goodbye messages as they kissed one last time, their bodies still connected. They pulled away, the spell of the moment broken. Jungwon reached up, his hand shaking as he fumbled with the laptop to end the stream. The room fell silent, their world shrinking back to just the two of them.

He looked up at Y/n, his eyes filled with a newfound love and admiration. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse. "That was…"

Y/n chuckled, cutting him off. "It was what you needed," she said, her voice firm. "And it's what you're going to get from now on." She climbed off the bed, Jungwon following her to the bathroom. The cool air hit his skin, sending a shiver down his spine.

In the bathroom, she turned the shower on, the steam quickly filling the room. Jungwon watched as she peeled off the s lingerie, revealing her own naked form. He couldn't help but admire the way her curves moved with confidence and the smirk on her face that said she knew exactly what she was doing. He felt a strange mix of submission and adoration for her, a feeling that was both new and thrilling.

"Get in," she said, her voice still carrying the same commanding tone from earlier. Jungwon nodded, eager to obey. The hot water washed over them as they stepped into the shower, the sting of the droplets mixing with the lingering pain from the whip. Y/n grabbed a bottle of shower gel, her eyes never leaving Jungwon's as she began to lather him up. Her hands were firm but gentle, gliding over his bruised skin with care.

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"You've been a real, bad, boy." {part. 12} (housemate!harry series) (SMUT)

Drunk Fighting and Forgiveness {part. 11} (housemate!harry series)

AN: we're getting into more of the smuttier chapters, yay. hope you enjoy this part. reblog and let me know what you think!!!

This story contains: more apologizing, sub/dom play, female receiving oral, handjob, blowjob, mentions of anal play, mentions of sex toys

{ housemate!harry - boyfriendrry - soft!harry - subrry - dom!reader }

word count- 2,140

Harry's been a bad boy and Y/n wants to punish him, but for now, they take it easy with some oral sex in the shower.

The morning after your drunken argument, you have returned to being the affectionate couple that you are. Harry is the first to wake up and decides to go in the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you, aware that you'll need something to ease your hangover. After finishing, he quietly returns to the bedroom and gently wakes you up.

You wake up reluctantly, and Harry promptly hands you a pain reliever for your headache. He has already taken something for his headache, being no stranger to hangovers, and knowing how to prevent them from escalating. After taking the medicine and visiting the bathroom, you enter the kitchen to find two plated dishes on the small dining room table.

In complete awe, you say, "Harry, you didn't have to cook all of this. I told you I forgave you last night."

Tiredly giggling, Harry replies, "I know, wasn't meant to be part of my apology. Just wanted us to have a good breakfast to help with our hangovers."

You both sit down and begin eating the pancakes and turkey bacon that Harry has prepared, along with a glass of orange juice. About halfway through your meal, the thoughts that were on your mind as you fell asleep last night come back to you, causing you to speak, "You know Harry, you've been a real, bad, boy."

Without perceiving anything unusual in your words, he begins, "Baby, I know. I am genuinely sorry for my behavior last night. I shouldn't have brought you to that bar with my history there. Please forgive me, again."

As you look across the table, you see Harry getting distressed again, thinking that you're upset with him once more. It's almost funny to witness, though a small part of you feels bad for getting him so worked up. "Harry, I've forgiven you. But you're not off the hook so easily."

Swallowing a piece of turkey bacon, he looks over at you with confusion written on his face. "What's that supposed to mean?"

You burst into laughter, immediately regretting it as it causes your headache to return. "Like I just mentioned, you've been a naughty boy, my love. This means I have to punish you. Bad boys get punished."

Ohhh, now Harry's catching your drift. He's not use to your kinky side but he's loving it. "Yeah, and how 'r you gonna punish me, Y/n?"

In a seductive voice, you answer, "First, I'll need to spank your lovely round bottom, leaving it all red and tender. Next, I'll use a strap-on to fuck that pretty mouth of yours, causing you to choke on my cock. If you've behaved well up until that point, I'll then position you on your hands and knees and fuck you from behind, making your ass feel so amazing and full. Does that sound good, baby?"

"Uh-hu," is his only response as he sits there with his mouth hung open, nearly drooling on the table. Although he typically prefers to be dominant, he's a switch and is willing to be submissive for you any day of the week. Your dominant side really turns him on.

"Great, how about we go take a shower and then sit on the couch to do some online shopping for some special toys?" Harry clears his throat and agrees, shifting uncomfortably in his seat because your dirty words have made his cock hard in his pants.

After finishing your meal, you clear the table and head to the bathroom. Inside, you both undress, and it's then that you notice Harry's hard dick. "Babyyy, did my dirty words make you hard at the table?"

He gives a shy nod while you chuckle. The two of you enter the shower, but before you can start washing off, Harry pleads, "Please baby, touch me, it hurts." This is where you find it difficult to maintain dominance. Despite enjoying control every once in a while, you quickly give in when your partner whines, cries, or begs. However, it's important to stick to your role and not give away your power.

"Dunno if you deserve it..."

"Please, please. I'll do anythin'." Harry down right begs. "I'll eat you out first or finger you. Whatever you want. Just touch me, please."

Liking his way of thinking, you compromise, "Okay, get on your knees and eat my pussy. Then I'll touch your cock, baby boy"

Without hesitation, Harry gets on his knees in the shower and pulls you closer to his mouth with his hands on the back of your thighs. He's never ate you out in the shower before so this is new, and you're loving it so far. His lips wrap around your clit and his tongue flicks you up and down, back and forth.

Gasping, you grab his damp locks and push his face closer to you for added pleasure. His hands leave imprints on your ass as he grips it firmly to maintain your position. Harry alternates between flicking his tongue against your small clit and sucking on it intensely, bringing you to the brink of orgasm quickly.

"Oh my God, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna fucking come." you moan aloud, it echoing in the confinements of the shower. Harry doesn't dare lift you off of him, only eating your pussy with more determination. What pushes you overboard is when he sucks just a little bit harder, but also allows one of his hands to wander between your cheeks and his thumb grazes your tight hole. He never enters, just caresses it, and it feels surprisingly amazing.

You fall apart in the steamy shower, your body twitching and convulsing on top of your boyfriend. He strains to hold you up, afraid you might collapse. After a few final licks, Harry begins to pull away slowly, looking up at you with glossy eyes that nearly make you feel guilty for keeping him hard for so long.

Harry rose to his feet, paying no mind to the puddle of precome he had left on the shower floor. He was about to plead for your touch once more when you suddenly grabbed his cock. His back collided with the tile wall, and his abdominal muscles tensed as your delicate hand skillfully stroked him.

"Fuck." Harry whispers a curse as he feels the touch of your hand. You stroke his cock a few more times before kneeling down and taking him into your mouth. You push forward until the trimmed hair around his base touches your lips, maintaining that position until you have to pull away due to a harsh gag. Despite being in a state of pleasure, Harry looks down and asks, "You alright, m'love?", wanting to make sure you're alright and didn't push yourself too hard for the sake of pleasuring him.

You glance up at Harry with teary eyes and willingly take him back into your mouth, this time being more gentle with yourself. You suck and stroke with determination until Harry senses his climax nearing, which happens rather quickly thanks to you teasing and basically edging him for most of the morning.

Harry grips your hair in his hands, not forcing you down on him but more so for stability. When he feels seconds away from exploding, he warns, "M' gonna come, m'love. Feels so fuckin' good!"

Instead of pulling away, you keep Harry's cock in your mouth until you feel his shaft throb and hot spurts of his warm, milky cum fill your mouth. When your mouth is full to the brim, that's when you detach yourself from him. You swallow what you can, but some of his cum trickles down your chin and hits the shower floor, getting washed down the drain.

Glancing upwards, you see Harry leaning against the wall, gasping for air. His eyes are closed, and his hands hang loosely by his sides. Rising up on your tiptoes, you lean in for a kiss. Harry eagerly returns the kiss, despite the taste of his own cum on your lips. Eventually, you both break away to catch your breath.

"Okay, now for that online shopping we need to do."

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After your shower, you both take a seat on the sofa and start browsing the internet for some special toys. You have your laptop on your lap, and Harry's cat Pixie on his. With his head resting on your shoulder, you ask, "So, what should we search for first?"

"Um, I guess a strap-on for you to fuck me with."

You clap in agreement. "Great, but I could use some help deciding on the size and shape I should go for. I don't know much about strap-ons and your personal preferences." You search for strap-ons on Amazon and scroll until one catches your eye. "Hold on, what about this one? Do you think it'll work? I know it doesn't technically have a strap but I think this part is meant to be inserted inside me and as long as I grip it securely, it should function like one, right?"

Harry examines the screen closely and confirms, "I believe this'll work. It'll also bring you pleasure, which is an added bonus." He recalls the last time someone used a strap-on with him and how they complained the whole time about the strap part that went around their waist was super uncomfortable. So this should be a better option.

Thinking for a moment, you hesitantly question, "So like, what size do you want? And should I find it in a blue or black? You know, more manly colors."

Harry can't help but giggle when he hears the nervousness in your voice. He finds it amusing that you are contemplating such matters. "I think five to six inches would be just right for me. And baby, when you're fuckin' me in the ass, I won't be too concerned about how manly the dildo looks. Pink will do just fine."

"Understood," you say with a hint of awkwardness. After specifying the desired length and ensuring the original pink color is selected, you proceed to finalize the purchase. As your card details are already saved on Amazon, the transaction is swiftly processed, and you receive confirmation that the item is expected to arrive in three to five business days. "What else should we buy?"

Harry is aware of something else he desires but feels a bit hesitant to share. It's puzzling, considering you literally just purchased a dildo to fuck his ass with. What that desire is, is some butt plugs. His last set of butt plugs was stolen by a short fling he had a few months ago and he's eager to replace them. He began using butt plugs a few years ago and found them quite enjoyable, mainly for the pleasure they provided rather than for stretching purposes.

Inhaling a deep breath, Harry shyly asks you, "Can I get a butt plug?"

You turn your head, causing his head to lift off your shoulder, and smile at him warmly. Noticing Harry's shyness, you want to reassure him that there's no need for it. No judgement at all. "Of course, baby. No need to get shy on me now. Go ahead and find the ones you like." You hand him your laptop, knowing absolutely nothing about butt plugs. He takes it and starts searching for the perfect one for himself.

Harry selects two plugs; one that's a silver metal plug ,and the other crafted from black silicone with a diamond heart at the end. He explains that the heart is there to provide a pleasant visual for you, making you laugh. The reason for having two different textures is for varying purposes. The metal plug is reserved for when he is feeling particularly aroused and seeks intense pleasure. On the other hand, the silicone plug is more flexible and suitable for wearing outside or even while sleeping, offering a softer option to maintain a feeling of fullness without discomfort.

After Harry purchases the butt plugs of his choice, you take your laptop back and pick out two vibrators for yourself. You already have a couple in your nightstand drawer, but want to get a few new additions and upgrades. You chose the rose vibrator everyone has been raving about and the vibrator that's wearable in your panties. There's a part that inserts inside of you for g-spot stimulation and an outer part that stimulates your clit. And, to give Harry some control, it can be operated by an app on a phone. Meaning, if he wanted to, he could control when it turned on and off, teasing you and making you edge for hours.

You finish buying the last of your sex toys and shut your laptop, snuggling with each other on the couch. Now you're counting down the days until they all arrive and you can try them out on one another.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

Not So Patient After All {part. 13}

[hazelfoureyes]

a little thank you for mom’s donations

As a thank you, as I don’t have much to give, I wanted to extend the offer to anyone who donated for my mom’s teeth to read some stories earlier than I’ll be publishing online 🥺 maybe a week early access? I made a discord server. If you don’t have discord, I’m happy to just message you the link to the docs that will be shared.

I’d just message you myself but I don’t know whose username is tied to which donation name 😅

Goes without saying this is just for adult humans.

In no particular order here are the stories I’ll be offering early access to; I may add to this but I won’t be taking away

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✧Angel’s Alastor - RadioDust smut💦 (already posted)

Angel imagines Alastor is his costar in a naughty film. Luckily he has just the toy to help him get into the scene.

✧The Radio Demon Fucks a Human Sacrifice Part 5 (and a smutty ‘deleted scene’) - Alastor x Fem Reader / Valentino x Fem Reader smut💦 (👀💦 just trust me okay?) (posting Sunday)

Now that you are settled into your new life with Alastor in hell, you have a promise to keep.

deleted scene - Alastor gets sentimental and uncharacteristically loud

✧A Doe in Fall Part 8 - Human Alastor x Burlesquer Fem Reader smut💦 ? (in progress)

nah you’ll know when you know but Brady is up to some fuckery

✧Wrapped Around Your Finger Part Deux - Sub Alastor x Dom Gender Neutral Reader smut💦 (not started because I had to do radiodust asap)

Alastor is plagued by memories of your stare, of your hands, of the way you hated him when he made you mad. He needs you to punish him more. To punish him deeper than before.

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If you donate after I post this, please just send me either the name of the PayPal account who donated or a screenshot. Any donation counts, every dollar is a dollar we didn’t have before. But I will be posting the stories at least a week after they go live on discord so you may not be getting as much early access as time goes on.

I welcome any ideas on other ways to say thank you :)

[littledevilkitten]

Hai!! I'm Chloe, I'm a trippy Witchy gal who loves to get naughty online, maybe a bit too much sometimes 😳 I love cosplay and anime but my page is very nsfw and 18+ only so please leave if your underage 🔞

I'm a switch which means sometimes I'm submissive and sometimes I'm dominant, it all just depends on my mood!! I can be your naughty lil girl who loves to follow your every command ✨💗 or I can dominate and control you as I make you my toy all night long 😈😏 just tell me your fantasy and I'll make it come true!

My personal biggest kinks are Incest, anal, double penetration, giant toys, fantasy dildos, femdom, degradation, mutual masterbation, edging, and lots more! I also always love exploring new kinks 😘

I'll always post all my Lewds and as much naughty content as I can here on Tumblr but since they have some restrictions make sure to come check out my p0rn page for the really hardcore stuff 💗 I'll see you there!

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Holiday fic summaries! These will be OC not Reader

Secret Santa:

You attend a big Christmas party at your friend’s. You were instructed to wear something Christmas inspired and to bring a secret Santa gift for a name you’ve chosen at random before attending. You bring a cocktail kit as a gift to another friend. When gift exchange happens, you get your gift and there is a Christmas card with instructions to open in private. When you open your gift later that evening in a room at your friends, it’s the nastiest, freakiest gift ever!!!! You wonder who could have given you this? There were plenty of men and women at that party. You were instructed to wear your gift all evening but still…you don’t know who it is. Eventually, you find out after an entire evening of sexual torture.

Sitting on Santa’s lap for photos:

You’ve always wanted to take pictures with Santa as a little girl but your mom didn’t feel comfortable letting you sit on a grown man’s lap which is understandable. Now that you’re older, you go to a Christmas event at the Fire House with your sister and nieces and there is a toy drive, Brunch, hot cocoa, and a Santa Clause! He’s a black Santa dressed exactly like the fat jolly man. After some thinking you decide to get a picture with some convincing from your sister. You sit on Santa’s lap and he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer, a deep, laugh causing chills to run down your spine. He asks you what you want for Christmas and you say jokingly: “A MAN! I’m kidding, Santa.” (You weren’t kidding) “honestly, I have everything I could ever want. I just want to spend time with my family.” Little did you know, Santa was going to make that gift come true.

Santa’s naughty list:

Erik is a brat tamer. And he has his eyes on a woman that’s been crowned the black Regina George. She’s cruel, spoiled, rich, and BRATTY. Her daddy is a successful lawyer and her mom is a brain surgeon. She has everything she wants and will always get what she wants. She doesn’t even have to lift a finger. Men are at her beck and call always. She’s every man’s dream. Erik remembers how she treated him all those years ago. He wasn’t enough for her apparently. Didn’t make enough money he assumed. Wasn’t on her level. Erik had it all now. Without her knowledge of who he is, she accepted a date with him on Christmas Eve after talking online for months. She couldn’t wait to see if he was about what he talked. Erik proved to her that he was exactly what she was looking for, but what she didn’t know was that she’d been on his naughty list for a long time now. He had a treat for her stuck up ass. One she’ll never forget for the rest of her life. The ghost of Christmas past, present, and future.

New Year’s wish:

You make a wish as the clock strikes twelve. “I wish I could wake up next to the perfect man that checks off all my boxes. Even if it’s the first man I ever laid my eyes on tonight. I deserve it after the time I’ve wasted on my ex.” You were drunk and saying anything but the shooting star that zipped across the night sky took it seriously. That morning, you wake up in the most luxurious home, even though you recall falling asleep in your own bed last night after the NYE party. Next to you, there is a man sound asleep. You sit up, confused, looking down at your naked body dripped in diamonds. What the hell? You look over at the man next to you and he’s…damn…he’s gorgeous…wait…is this the guy from the party last night?!!!! You’re in for a ride with his man! A dream come true! Only problem is, you have until midnight to live this fantasy before reality sets in.

NYE office party:

It’s the annual NYE party! All departments at this big corporation: Marketing, Finance, IT, Operations, Development, and the big guys that reside on the top floor all come together to celebrate. It’s a mix crowd, and you show up because there’s always good food and lots of alcohol. You work as an Accountant, been there for five years, and you’re single. You show up in your best attire, and all eyes are obviously on you. You find your work friends and gossip. In walks the boss. You’ve never seen this man but you can’t stand him. He’s controlling, demanding, opinionated, and rude as hell. He’s the new CEO of this successful tech company. One of the highest paid in the world. The old CEO never showed up to these events—hold the hell up!!!! Is that the man you fucked a month ago that you’ve been running away from because of that python between his legs?! He’s your boss?!

New Year’s kiss with a stranger:

It’s NYE 2022. You’re spending your NYE in the hospital. You have a patient that you’ve grown close with. His name is Erik and he had a near death experience. He’s a stranger to you but not really. You’ve grown to like him for the past month you’ve been taking care of him. He is recovering well. It was a motorcycle accident. He’s bandaged up and in a contraption to keep him stable with the amount of injuries he has. You’re only doing your travel nursing there and it’s your last day. Erik didn’t talk much. He mostly used his button or communicated with a blink or a slow nod of his head. He surprised you by calling your name that last night. You come to him, happy that he’s speaking more clearly. Erik: “come closer…” you do so, and he whispers, “I’m really going to miss you. Could I please have a New Year’s kiss?” His request threw you off. You laugh, patting his hand gently, “I’m gonna miss you too. I’m sad to leave. I wish I could stay.” Throughout the rest of your shift you can’t help but to think about his request. You couldn’t explain why you felt butterflies in your stomach. You didn’t even know this man outside of being his nurse! Right before you leave, you accept a gift from your nurse supervisor and thank everyone for having you. You’re set to go back home to Chicago for at least two months before another contract in New York. Before you leave, you peek inside of Erik’s room and notice he’s sleeping. You check your surroundings and tiptoe over to his bedside. You look at his lips and then on impulse, you lean in and kiss him. It’s soft and gentle. You could feel tears brimming your eyes. You leave with the realization that you’ll never see him again.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Daddy-Daughter Podcast 2023

11 years ago, my kid's daycare surprised us by announcing that they were closing for Christmas break a day before everyone else, so I ended up with our then-four-year-old daughter, Poesy, at my office for the day.

After she got bored with coloring and playing with my office toys, I sat her down on my lap in front of my podcast mic and we recorded the greatest, all-singing episode of my podcast ever:

https://craphound.com/news/2012/12/21/happy-hols/

Thus began an annual tradition. Every year since – save one, when my mic was busted – we have recorded a podcast: I interview the kid about her favorite media, apps, books, and hobbies. Sometimes, she gives a tutorial. Then, we sing a song.

She's 15 now (!), and I still managed to drag her to the mic this weekend. We discussed her musical favorites, old (Ike and Tina singing "Proud Mary") and new (Dominic Fyke). We discuss high school, volunteering at the zoo, and the rigors of dance team. She teaches us how to drive. She runs down her favorite apps, and discusses her recent name change. And then, we sing!

https://craphound.com/news/2023/12/10/daddy-daughter-podcast-2023-edition/

This is the eleventh installment in this time-series snapshots of my kid, starting in London, then moving to LA, and every year I go back and listen to the previous recordings. It's not just a wonderful moment of nostalgia for me – it's also a powerful way to put everything into perspective. Anyone who's kept a journal (or a blog!) knows, the act of regular record-keeping, combined with regular revisiting of those records, turns the impressionistic jumble of memory into a clear picture of your life and its trajectory. We remember so poorly, but our treacherous minds fill in those omissions with whatever's going on right now, so if times are good now, we remember all times as good. If times are bad, everything seems bad.

The following year sees Poesy far more confident and even funnier – and excited about working at the zoo someday:

https://craphound.com/news/2013/12/23/christmastime-daddy-daughter-podcast-with-poesy/

At six, Poesy has learned a little French, and some naughty words for Jingle Bells (and she's got a lot more vocal control!):

https://craphound.com/news/2014/12/22/podcast-happy-xmas-guest-starring-poesy/

At seven, Poesy is living in Los Angeles and my mic is very busted, but Poesy knows all the words to Frosty and she's got the barrelhouse walkout nailed:

https://craphound.com/news/2015/12/25/podcast-happy-xmas-guest-starring-poesy-2/

We didn't manage to record the next year, so we catch up with Poesy at nine, with her English accent all but gone – but her memory for lyrics is better than ever (who knew there were so many choruses to "Deck the Halls?"). This is the first time I interviewed her, for an in-depth discussion of how to make slime (remember slime?):

https://craphound.com/news/2017/12/23/reviving-my-christmas-daddy-daughter-podcast-with-poesy/

At ten, Poesy is now watching online makeup tutorials and has lots of advice for you, and is super into squishies:

https://craphound.com/news/2018/12/24/christmas-podcast-with-poesy-2018-edition/

At eleven, Poesy's no longer willing to sing, but she has lots of information about riding horses. This is the first year that she's got her own music preferences, with half of them being contemporary artists like Billie Eilish and the other half being older acts like Queen. This is also the year that she got rid of all her old toys, books and clothes, because they were "not her style":

https://craphound.com/podcast/2019/12/20/my-annual-daddy-daughter-xmas-podcast-interview-with-an-11-year-old/

Twelve sees us podcasting from covid lockdown. No song this year, but she's playing video games (Among Us), thrifting (while double-masked), and she's just discovered Tiktok, along with Tiktok dances, and she's started to find cool music that I enjoy:

https://craphound.com/news/2020/12/11/daddy-daughter-podcast-2020-edition/

At thirteen, Poe's a high school freshman and the singing is back! She's big into Drag Race and Ru Paul. And high school sucks so hard that she'd rather go back to Zoom school. She's still riding horses, and she's fallen in love with a book for the first time in years: Animal Farm (but she hates the ending):

https://craphound.com/news/2021/12/23/daddy-daughter-podcast-2021-edition/

Last year, Poesy was fourteen, and my office had just flooded out in a freak rainstorm. Poesy has discovered her argumentative nature, and she loves hiking in nearby Angeles National Forest. She's getting into hiphop – Eminem, Snoop Dogg, and Cyprus Hill – and South Park (also Fleetwood Mac!). We get a lot about Big Mouth, and a long discussion of her short fiction writing:

https://craphound.com/podcast/2022/12/12/daddy-daughter-podcast-2022-edition/

These annual time-capsules are just tremendous. I may not have had the discipline to do daily, time-lapse ready photo portraits, but this corny, silly yearly tradition is more than a way for my kid and me to spend a few minutes together just before Christmas – they're a way to connect to our past and think about the future to come. I can imagine doing these over Zoom when the kid's away at university in a couple years, though who knows if she'll stand for that.

Here's the podcast episode:

https://craphound.com/news/2023/12/10/daddy-daughter-podcast-2023-edition/

And here's a direct link to the MP3 (hosting courtesy of the Internet Archive – they'll host your stuff for free, forever):

https://archive.org/download/Cory_Doctorow_Podcast_457/Cory_Doctorow_Podcast_457_-_Daddy_Daughter_Podcast_2023_Edition.mp3

And here's the RSS feed for my podcast:

https://feeds.feedburner.com/doctorow_podcast

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/12/11/daddy-daughter-2023/#not-bye

[darkstarlight82]

🎥Light, Camera, Cum🎥

💦Camboy!Keigo x Fem!reader AU💦

I never thought that I would be one of "those people". I always thought that people like that where off. But when I saw my first cam boy I was hook. My roommate got me a one month membership of any guy I wanted for my birthday and oh was it an experience. I was so nervous at first and I had no idea what I was doing and I didn't want to look anything up online.

What if the government got a hold of my search history and put me in jail for something naughty. I just started a new job and this would look so bad. I was really scared so I put on the message bored that I was new and I had no clue what to do. Their was a really very nice guy that help me browse the website.

I don't know what came over me but I asked him "Do have a link for your part of the site?" I can't believe that came out of my mouth. I was so shocked at what I said. As I was about to tell him never mind when I got a message in my DM box with his name and a link.

When I clicked on it a web cam picture popped up and what I saw on my screen made my heart fall to the floor. There sat the most handsome, sexiest, fuckabel man I have ever saw. His hair was as gold as a field of wheat. His eyes could put the most richest honey to shame and his body OMG his body. A Greek god would blush and how hard and chiseled his abs were, and with that voice of his.

I thought that I was looking into a different world. We could take our eyes off of each other. I was the first to speak. "Umm... Hi do uh umm do I call you Keigo or do I use a different name when I talk.." My rambling was cut off by his heavenly laugh. "It's okay to call me Keigo my little song bird. If that is what you want to call me?" His voice was soft like velvet and smooth like silk.

I couldn't think straight, my mind was all mush. "I feel more comfortable with your name. Now I have a question and I want you to be honest with me. Can other people see us or is this just us on this link?" He gave me another heavenly laugh. "No song bird it's just you and me. It's like we are in a chat room. No one can see or hear us. Now I do have a room where it's a live feed, I have a donation box that shows the user and the amount they give me, but they can't chat with me unless they send me a DM." When I took a better look and what I could see of his room I could see that he has a lot of different toys and clothes. "Is all that from your donations from your other clients?" When he turned his head to look behind him my body froze and I felt my puss start to water. The muscles of his neck and side flexed in such a way, I had to bite me lip to quite the moan that left my lips.

And I kid you not. I saw his body shivering and his ears turn pink. 'Oh shit did he hear me. Fuck that was hot.' He cleared his throat and turned back you me. "Yes and no. A lot are from sponsors and others are from fans." Knowing what he does I know I should have expected that but for some reason that made me uncomfortable. "Oh well that's understandable." He could tell someone was off so he changed the subject real quick. "So....tell me a little something about yourself song bird." I could tell he was trying to pull me away from the awkward moment we just had. "Well was their anything you want to know, I'm an open book."

He made himself a little more comfortable at his chair. "What is the reason your here. A cute little thing doesn't happen to just show up it of the blue?" I shifted in my seat a bit felling a bit embarrassed. "My roommate got me a one month membership to see if I was going to like something like this." He leaned in his chair closer to the monitor. "Oh really what a nice friend. You want to know something? That's kind of hot." The way the word "hot" rolled of his tongue send a shiver down my spine. His words were like silk to me. "So let me guess you want to use you membership on me for the whole month?" I sat myself straight in my chair. I looked dead at the screen into his honey riched eyes, readying my resolve. "You better believe it and with how much I don't know what I'm doing you better go easy on me."

Again I swear I saw him shiver. "Alright my little song bird I will so nice...(I saw him rub is hand down his chest) and easy. My eyes where glue to the screen. His hands moved ever so softly over his body. "Hey song bird how about we go to somewhere more comfortable?" I looked at him a little nervous. He gave the oh so heavenly laugh. "I mean let's move to over beds. This will be a little more enjoyable for us both." I swallowed hard and shook my head 'yes' ready fast. "I guess someone is really eager." He said as he got himself onto his bed. Seeing him lay their his legs spread, in his black boxer-briefs shirtless his right hand on his thigh and his left hand one his abs, I stared to feel myself start to get wet.

"Don't you think your a little over dressed? Making feel like I'm some piece of meat. What a bad girl. If that doesn't change, I don't think you will get this present I have for you." He said to me as I see him take his hand and palm his self over his boxers. And to this day I still don't know how the hell I managed to get undressed so fast. Now as I say their in nothing but my bra and panties the whole experience was so real and I never felt more alive. "Is this better Keigo?" As his eyes ran over my body I could see his cock jump and become harder. "My god song bird your beautiful." He said as I watched him slip his hands into his boxers and started to rub himself. His words pulled something in my belly as I moved my heads to my breasts pulled softly as my harding nipples.

"Oh~ fuck song bird I'm the one that's supposed to get you all hot and bothered. Fuck this is new." I moved my hand down my stomach down to my pussy taking my fingers and rubbing them over my covers clit. "Fuck Keigo I'm so wet what do you want me to do?" Keigo's eyes blew wide with lust and need. "Shit that's my line but fuck that was hot. Touch yourself and tell me how good it feels." Keeping my eyes locked on the screen watching him go faster up and down on his cock I put my hand down my panties and ran my middle finger over my slit. "Oh holy fuck that feels good." He slowly removed his boxer. "Take off for panties and let me see how much fun your having." I shook my head and took them off and turned to the camera.

"How's this?" I asked as I put my fingers in to my hole. "Ohhh fuck that a good girl. So nice." I moan loudly at his praise. He moved his hand faster now as his tip leaked heavily with pre-cum. "Well shit (his voice was coming out in short breaths) someone has a praise kink. That is so sexy let me hear more my sweet little song bird. So good for me." I yelled out again. "Fuck fuck fuck Keigo this is amazing oh God." I could feel myself getting close and I wanted to see the god-like being in front of we reach his end and I wounded how pretty he would be. "Oh holy fuc..I'm cumming Keigo I'm cumming." He had his eyes fixed on me now watching as I squirted hard. "Oh shit song bird say my name again please be good for me and say it again." I felt myself cum again at his words "Oh Keigo yes.. so good for you fuck Keigo Keigo KEIGO!" As I came again I watched as this god of a man shot thick white ribbons of cum all over his abs and hand.

As I watched him clean himself up I had to ask him. "Why do you do this. You seem like a smart guy can't you find anything better?" He looked at me a little confused. "Well yeah I work at the college that's down the street from my house. I'm a professor their. 'Well shit I didn't peg him as that smart.' "I you don't mind me asking what school do you teach at?" I asked him as I was putting my clothes back on. "Oh I work at UA state. I'm the animal biology teacher." My heart hit the floor and I could feel the color leave my face. "No you can't be...." "Yeah I just start working their on Friday it was a bummer that I couldn't meet the Into to human science teacher. I hear she was really cute." As I looked at the screen I saw the most sexiest but terrifying shit eating grin on his face. "Trust me Y/N your secret is safe with me. I just hope that my little song bird will see me this weekend at my place and reenact what happened tonight."

That was when I first met my now husband and ex-camboy experience.

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[risingsoleil]

pls do nsfw modern linzin: Lin lost a bet, and as her punishment, she had to wear a toy while Tenzin controls the remote.

Teacher AU: work from home edition

Typhoon coming through Republic City forces the school to do classes online for a few days. No one knows that Lin is actually at Tenzin's place. Teachers are all having a meeting and their favorite one is talking

Raiko.

Lin lost a bet in the morning, and now she has something inside of her and Tenzin keeps buzzing it at random times. She tries to hold her face as much as she can as she adjusts herself. It's more infuriating because Tenzin can see the effect it has on her through Zoom ;)

He'll do it for a few seconds thankfully so that nothing unprofessional happens on camera. And so Bumi or Tarrlok don't bully them because they were sharp enough to catch on.

But then Tenzin holds it for almost a full minute and Lin accidentally presses the hand-raising emoji on the meeting. Tenzin instantly stops it.

Raiko: "Got a question, Beifong?"

Lin unmutes herself, jaw clenched. "Nope. Just accidentally hit it."

Tenzin smirks and shakes his head.

The meeting continues and it's beginning to grate on Lin's gears. With expertly and minimal movements, she grabs her phone and places it under the table. Eyes flicker from the computer to her phone as her fingers tap along the screen.

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

Tenzin glances at his phone and opens it up.

His eyes widen and mouth salivates, and the remote loosens from his hand.

It's a video of Lin raising spreading her legs underneath the table, fingering herself. She's rubbing her clit slowly in circles, fingertips inching inside her center as the audio of the meeting plays in the background. Then Lin zooms in close enough for him to see how she's soaking wet, lace panties damp and he can see her dripping on the seat.

"Wang, you good?"

Tenzin flinches and turns his phone over.

"Yup, I'm fine. I thought my dog was gonna throw up or something."

"Oh...ew."

A cough. "Yeah."

As soon as the meeting is over, Tenzin presses the remote and can hear Lin gasping and moaning. By the time he goes to the room she's in, Lin is crumpled on the floor and bent over on her knees. Tenzin grabs a condom and pulls down his boxers (he didn't need to wear pants doing wfh)

Tugging off those vibrating panties, Tenzin kneels behind Lin and spreads her legs before plunging into her.

Lin gasps at the girth and length stretching her before she could recover from the panties stimulating her clit. Tenzin growls, pushing her tank top higher and gripping her waist as he fucks her deep and hard from behind. He squeezes her ass and smacks.

"Naughty, naughty girl. Sending nudes in the middle of work."

"You...started it..." Lin whines, arching her spine more and relaxing her upper torso so that his dick thrusts deeper into her.

Tenzin snakes his hand in front of her, reaching for her clit and earning higher gasps from Lin. His speed increases, intensity following, and he can feel her clenching around him.

"I'm cumming, Tenzin!"

"I know you are, baby." And he presses harder on her clit, rubbing faster as Lin's legs quiver and shake.

The sight of her ass jiggling everytime his body collides against hers is erotic as hell, and he can't stop staring. But the wave of his own pleasure is building and he pulls out for a moment.

"Get on your knees," he commands, standing and walking in front of Lin. He pushes his dick between her breasts, and Lin immediately knows, squishing her breasts. Lin moves up and down while Tenzin thrusts in a slower rhythm. His breathing is uneven, and deep, low growls crawl out of his throat as hot, sticky white liquid erupts from the tip of his dick and splatters all over Lin's chest.

As the orgasm melts from his body, his cock is still hard enough and he spreads his cum along Lin's breasts.

"Next time I'll do it on your face."

Lin gazes up at him and licks her lips. "Only if you win the next bet."

[uwusillygirl]

UWUSILLYGIRL’S GNARLY, NICHE, ANNOTATED, PERVERSE LIL KINKTOBER EXTRAVAGANZA!!!

hi, friends! it’s uwusillygirl! resident hellcheer BDSM pervert! :) i am hosting a little kinktober this year, for anyone interested in joining! i will be writing through it all as well, and would love to chat with y’all while we chug through it!

what i want most is for this shit to be fun and messy and flexible. being involved can include a cohesive story, it can be a bunch of blurbs, it can be just one sentence a prompt, or some other artistic interpretation!

i wanted to try and bring in some trickier/lesser tapped into kink prompts (in fact, i am nervous about writing some of these), and not all of them are kink-based, some are scenario based or kink-adjacent hehe. these are also so, so open to interpretation! please go at ‘em however you want. (and if you’re totally stuck and just wanna write pee-pee stuff post-Hoard trailer for 31 days, i will still read your shit and cheer you on. henry winkler “i love you, you’re beautiful” GIF etc. etc.) 

still weighing the pros and cons of creating an official collection on ao3 (if i did, it would almost certainly be unmoderated), and i will let you know about that closer to the date!!! really hope to read some of your stuff!!! 

prompts (and some notes, ideas, annotations, because i cannot shut the fuck up) under the cut, and FEEL FREE TO DM ME, CHAT WITH ME ON DISCORD, LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU'RE WRITING, ETC! CAN'T WAIT!

negotiation (this can be precursory negotiating of a scene or kink, negotiating mid-way through an act, or maybe a naughty lil’ “I’ll give you ___ if you give me ____”)

gender bend (can be both of ‘em, can be one of ‘em, can be gender fuckery, can be Freaky Friday body swap, do what you want!) 

erotic humiliation or degradation (can be verbal, can be an action or task) 

voyeurism (one of them is watching the other solo! or one of them is watching them with someone else! or both of them are watching something! or something else!) 

cuckold/cuckqueening 

involving something very hot (temperature)

involving something very cold (temperature)

phone sex (bonus points if one of them is in public or pseudo-public!) 

free use 

hate sex 

modern!AU (could include something like but not limited to: an “extremely online” type-kink, a sex toy that would have been developed/perfected/made common in the last decade or so, a type of virtual sex that would only work with relatively modern tech, a cosplay or costume that is relatively recent, etc.)

spit

body modification 

paraphilia (clothing/garment fetishism)

pet play

discipline 

spectrophilia (attraction to ghosts) OR robot fetish

sex with a mirror involved 

hypnokink 

24/7 BDSM lifestyle 

bottoming from the top (or a traditionally perceived “dominant” action done submissively — enacting pegging, breath play, etc. under the instruction of the more dominant party) 

hybristophilia (fetish or erotic fixation on a criminal) 

tickling 

bimbofication 

crossdressing 

electrical play 

cosplay or costume sex 

feet

sex work 

“we saw you from across the room and we liked your vibe” (ANYONE CAN BE SAYING THIS TO ANYONE IN ANY PAIRING OR GROUP BUT UWUSILLYGIRL WOULD LOVE IF IT WAS A COUPLE COMING ONTO SOMEONE ELSE) 

free space!!!!!!!! u did it!!!

[secretsinnersuk]

Exploring the Digital World: Online Sex Toys Redefine Intimate Exploration

Exploring the Digital World: Online Sex Toys Redefine Intimate Exploration

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Inclusivity and Diversity: Online sex toy shops prioritize inclusivity and diversity, ensuring that products cater to a wide range of preferences, orientations, and identities. Gender-neutral toys, LGBTQ+-friendly products, and items designed for specific communities are readily accessible, promoting a more inclusive and accepting approach to sexuality.

Final Thoughts: The rise of online sex toys retailers has revolutionized sexual wellness, providing individuals with unprecedented access to pleasure and intimacy. Through convenience, discretion, and a commitment to diversity, these online shops empower people to embrace their desires and enhance their sexual experiences. As society continues to evolve, online sex toy retailers will undoubtedly play a pivotal role in shaping the future of intimacy and sexual well-being.

[lilithsterrarium]

Brats and Bugs

A bratty little sis makes excuses to have a talk with her not-so-big sister, right before nighttime~

The young girl let out a sigh as she tried to relax in her bed- no matter how much she tossed and turned, she couldnt get comfy... her blankets rustling every few seconds as she constantly adjusted herself to get comfy, all to no avail. Her blonde hair was a frazzled mess as she pulled it away from the soft pillow, a disgruntled expression on her face as she slowly pulled herself out of bed. Her room was dark, barely illuminated by the faint glow of the moon- but she could still make out her collection of toys on the floor. Gazing at each one, she felt... bored. She had played every game already, she was tired of her dolls- but her face quickly lit up when she got an idea. Why not play with her favorite toy of all?

Her "big" sis~

She bounced down the stairs, her colorful pajamas rounding the corner into the living room where her mother, an older woman with large bags under her eyes, sat; reading a book that, considering how hasty she was to put it down when her daughtered entered the room, was most likely not appropriate for kids. Her shock turned into worry as she saw the look of mock fear and sadness on the girl's face.

"M- Mommy!! I had a bad dream..."

She blubbered out, a damn good actor all things considered- whether her mother believed her or not, she wanted to resolve the crying mess somehow.

"C- Can I go sleep with big sis?"

The mother let out a worried glance, before nodding gently.

"Of course, just remember to be gentle..."

Her older sis was busy at the moment- her phone, an absolute pain to have ordered after she shrunk, was open to a collection of porn- porn that she was desperately working herself to. This entire situation was a cliche ripped right out of the smut she read online- a shrinking virus that swept accross, making people small and helpless, and causing a variety of ethical debates on their rights that she admittedly enjoyed more than she should have. She still had her own room- and was nestled in her old covers, her own bed like a landscape to her as she worked herself furiously... only to be interrupted by a series of footsteps loudly announcing their presence seconds before the door swung open with a crash. Her heart skipped a beat as she hurried to close her tabs- glancing at her now collosal "little" sis.

"Heyyyyyya bug sis~"

"... w- what do you want?"

She adored her little sis, but was still a bit upset at the sudden interruption to her "alone time". Her sis only giggled, seemingly proud of herself for the "bug sis" joke, even after she had made it thousands of times.

"I had a really scary dream and I wanted you to protect me..."

Her lil sis's grin only grew, a fact that embarressingly made her blush.

"... why do you have your own room anyways? Mom keeps saying you're 'still a person' but... come on... she's been talking about using it as a library.... maybe a playroom for me..."

The tiny woman sighed, rubbing her eyes- blushing slightly, trying not to dwell on the thoughts that entered her mind.

"So where would I go, exactly?"

"Oh, I dunno... I thought you would just scamper around the house like a bug, but I GUESS we could get you a cage... if we make it into a toyroom, you could even be a toy... as long as you accept that all the other dolls are better than you, of course!"

The tiny woman couldnt stop herself from letting out a moan... she had these thoughts before, but fought to keep them repressed... now that they were brought up once again, she could feel her erection growing against the soft sheets...

"S- shut up..."

"Nah. Besides, you dont want me to! I can see you trying to cover yourself, perv. You're no better than a bug."

"N- no! I mean... n- no... I'm not..."

"Mmm... yeah, you're right, I think a bugs better than you... the icky little things I tell Mommy to crush? Those are your betters..."

"F- fuck off!!"

"Naughty language too... gosh, such a bad girl... maybe I'll make you kiss all of my doll's feet for that, wouldnt that be fun? Nah, you'd like that."

"N- no I-"

"Yes, you would. You're not so sneaky, you know. I saw the lipstick marks on barbie's feet, and the fact you practically made out with her boots... ugh..."

She stuck her tongue out at this, showing off her buck-toothed sadistic grin as her little sis smirked.

"Anyways, I'm gonna sleep in your bed tonight. And you're sleeping with me! You got that?"

"... yeah."

"No, say it correctly."

"... yes, Ma'am."

"Good bug."

The two sisters slept peacefully- and the dynamic around the house was never the same... a girl and her favorite toy (and soon to be her playroom~)