#there would be something so hot in degrading him while Sam rails you

[becca-e-barnes]

Having open relationship with Steve. Just imagine him having Sam over to have movie night and he just turns to Sam and says “you wanna see something more interesting” skip to you being bent over the bed by Sam him ramming into you his thick cock making you feel so full and dumb while Steve sits in the corner jerking off to the sight of his best friend making you dumb on his cock. Sam choking you from behind saying “fuck mamas just like that take it, fucking take it you dumb slut, fuck Steve you have such a good girl she’s taking daddy’s dick so good”

I don't even know what to tell you bestie. I'm so fucking into this. So so into this. So painfully into this. This is so hot. Oh fuck.

Like the thought of Steve watching how Sam looks at you and noticing just how badly Sam wants you. Maybe it almost surprises Steve how much it turns him on? He can't stop thinking about it while the movie is playing. You're snuggled up to Steve, his fingers purposefully stroking your thigh just below the hem of your shorts, taking note of how Sam's eyes are glued to your bare skin, rather than the screen.

"You wanna touch her, Sam?" Steve smirks after a while. He doesn't need to look at Sam to know he's shifting uncomfortably, half hard and trying to hide it. "I wouldn't blame you. You wouldn't believe how good she feels until you've felt it for yourself." Sam's shifting again, just getting harder because he can't really believe Steve is saying all this.

"Why don't you ask your girl if she's into it first." Sam's voice is still so confident, tearing his eyes from your bare legs, up to meet your eyes. There's no pressure or anything, just a need to ensure this is what you truly want and in all honesty, he thinks Steve is just bluffing.

"God yes." You breathe, almost a little too fast and it makes Steve smirk again, kissing your forehead gently.

"Go on, baby. Make Sam feel welcome."

Getting naked is a bit of a blur, it happens so fast. Sam kisses so differently to Steve in the best kind of way. Where Steve is gentle and teasing, Sam is all fire and passion. The kind that comes from fantasising about this exact moment for far too long.

"I don't know mama, it's gonna be a tight fit." Sam groans, three fingers stretching you out, determined to make himself fit inside you.

"Oh she's tight but she takes it so fuckin' well. You wouldn't believe how full you can stuff that pretty pussy." Steve grunts, fisting his cock and paying special attention to the tip, just like you usually do.

"Guess we'll test that then huh? You think you can make daddy fit?" Sam's relentless, resting his three slick fingers on your lips to let you suck on them as he ruts his thick length against your soaked core.

"Make it fit, daddy." You beg and the gasp you hear from Steve is just beautiful. Fuck, he's getting off on this and you love it.

"Mhm fuck, you're filthy. Want you looking at Steve. Want him to see the look in your eyes when you choke this fat cock. He's gonna watch you cumming for daddy, over and over." He flips you on your front, positioning you on your hands and knees. Sliding into you takes patience, despite how he worked you up to take him and each inch leaves you more blissed out than the last.

"Little slut looks like she could cum already." Steve mocks, his dick throbbing uncontrollably because both you and Sam look too far gone.

Within a few minutes of slower thrusts, Sam's able to build up speed, your body adjusting to the stretch. Each thrust lands just right, nailing your sweet spot in a way that leaves you clawing at the sheets, groaning obscenities.

You fell forward a little somehow, your ass in the air, jiggling with each powerful thrust and the way you're looking at Steve lets him know you're not far off begging.

"She needs to cum, Sam." Steve says it so matter of fact, it almost makes you shiver.

"Is that right? You too dumb to tell me that yourself, mama? Thought you were taking it well but you're gonna cum already? So wet and creamy, can't even imagine what you'll be like when you cum for daddy." He pulls you up, your body flush with his, your back to his chest and holds you there with a hand around your throat. His free hand is between your legs, rubbing your clit but both of you are totally focused on Steve.

"Go on baby, cum like a slut for me. Cum on daddy's dick. Know you need to. Let your man watch how you gush for me." He doesn't stop pounding into you, never missing a stroke and it's all too much. You feel your body throbbing, tightening and squeezing his length. Your eyes are glued to Steve as he cums, thick ropes of release spurting from his tip but knowing Steve that won't be enough. He has a long night of watching ahead of him.

[maeleesblogg]

- Unholy Affairs

Characters: Father!Sam x Reader

Summary: Every Sunday your family goes to their catholic church in your town and you, lacking religion, only go because of the new priest. Having unholy thoughts in such a holy place doesn’t make you any more of a saint, but who can say the same about him.

Warning: Choking, degradation kink, size kink, creamp*e, cumsh*t, hair pulling, thigh riding, fingering, oral (male receiving) and just rough sex all over the place

Author’s Note: If you’re religious, I don’t recommend reading this. I’m not trying to disrespect anybody’s religious beliefs. If this isn’t your cup of tea, then keep scrolling.

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*God, he’s so hot in a suit I could just-*

“Molly?”

Your impure thoughts were interrupted by Father Sam who towered over your petite figure sitting on the pew, looking rather handsome as always, yet concerned

“S-Sorry, I spaced out during the service. My apologies, father”

You stuttered in embarrassment while avoiding eye contact, too shy to look him in the eyes for more then one second without feeling your knees give out on you.

He gave you a sly smile and said:

“Call me Sam. No need to be formal now, Molly. You’ve been distracted for a few weeks now and I’ve noticed that you haven’t been paying attention to my preachings. Would you like to have a private session instead?”

*P-Private session? With a hot priest? Holy mother of god-*

You just stared at him with lost eyes, too caught up in your daydreaming to respond. The things that you’ve pondered in your head have almost - not entirely - came true. It’s like God was answering your not-so prayers and speaking right to you.

“Come on, the confessional booth is still open. Follow me”

Sam said, sounding slightly demanding but who are you to complain, you liked l̶o̶v̶e̶d̶ it. So, you followed him to the back of the church where there was a big red booth standing right in the corner of the cold room.

“In there. I’ll be seated right beside you”

Having no clue what all this is for considering you’ve never confessed like this before, you were hesitant to get in the booth, but he was persistent and reassured that it’s alright

You made your way in the small space and sat there with your hands on your thighs, gripping at your mini skirt as he sat beside you. A wall separating you from him.

It was quiet for a while until he broke the ice

“Tell me, what has you anxious? You don’t have to get too personal with me, you can keep things to yourself that you don’t want to tell anyone else”

Sam said in the most soothing, deep voice that you loved the fantasize about. He sat there patiently, not forcing you to say anything until you’re ready.

*How am I supposed to tell him that I dream about him railing me in this church?? I’m sat next to the one guy that gets me hot and heavy. Wtf do I do?!*

Scolding yourself quietly, you took a deep breath and said:

“It’s really nothing, father. I’ve just been very stressed lately”

He paused before replying:

“Do you mind telling me what it is that you’re stressed about?”

Your hands began to feel sweaty, they shook a little as you closed your thighs in fear of him looking over and seeing you bite your lip which he did, but didn’t point it out.

“I-I just have thoughts. Uhm, very i-impure ones”

Instead of being shocked and laughing at you, he hummed and you could see a small smirk curve up in the corners of his luscious lips.

“I see. These thoughts that you’re having are completely normal and the urge to fulfill them can drive you off the edge. It’s not something that you should be ashamed of because everyone has them, Molly. If you care to go deeper, then please do. I don’t want you to overstep boundaries you don’t want to”

He replied

You didn’t feel embarrassed. As a matter of fact, you were utterly comfortable with him.

It was an intimate moment between you two

“The thoughts are about you, father”

You blurted out unintentionally.

*Fuck, why did i say that?!*

Looking over to your left, you could see his eyes widened and cheeks began to flush in red.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that-“

You apologized, about to sit up and walk away until he said something that made you stop in your tracks

“I know, Molly”

Swallowing the lump in the back of your throat, you turned toward him and said:

“Y-You do?”

This time he made eye contact with you. His dark eyes looking into your tired hazel eyes that sparked. Maintaining long and intense eye contact until you broke it by looking down at your thoughts squished together to keep the arousal from dripping on your inner thighs

“Yes, I see the way you look at me when I’m preaching. I look your way and I see you staring off into space with your mouth gaped, clenching your thighs together and biting your lip. I find it cute and rather slutty”

You could‘ve swore that you gushed. Blushing terribly and biting your bottom lip, the skin in between your teeth breaking because of how bad you wanted to suppress your whines

“Father, I-“

“Come here”

He demanded. You simply obeyed without question and got out of your side of the booth and into his where he sat there with his legs spread, manspreading. His thick thighs just waiting to be pounced on, you stood there awkwardly with your hands behind your back

“Don’t be shy, pretty girl. Come closer”

That deep voice got even deeper if possible. He stared you down like a hawk ready to devour their prey. Veiny hands patting his thigh signaling you to sit and make yourself comfortable on him.

You nodded and moved to him slowly. So shy that you almost started to whine as his hands brushed up against your arm

He helped you prop yourself on his thigh and held your waist. Pushing you closer to his chest and your big breasts squishing against his broad chest. Your hands hovered over his shoulders and the two of you didn’t say anything for a long time, just admired one another

“What do you think about, Molly? Tell me your deepest darkest desires”

He said. Never pressuring you, just slowly but surely getting you out of your comfort zone. You squirmed in his lap, your skirt riding up your stomach and your laced panties damp against his black jeans. Pretty sure he could feel the wetness in between your thighs by now.

“I think about you running your hands up and down my body and putting your fingers in my panties, fingering me to tears as we kiss”

Feeling the graze of his fingers on your exposed collarbone, he hummed

“Like this?”

*You smooth bitch*

Your breath hitched as his index and middle finger ran down your cleavage, sending chills to your spine.

His soft lips met your neck and kissed your skin, feeling so high as he bit down on it and kissed once more to relief the pleasuring pain

Large hands cupping your clothed breasts and squeezing them tightly, you threw your head back and moaned softly. Soaking in the intimacy for as long as you could

*Please just fuck me*

Suddenly, your blouse was no longer on you. He ripped it open and the buttons fell onto the floor. Slipping your bra off like a fucking pro. Almost like he’s taken off more than he’s put on and without a doubt, probably has.

Your nipple was engulfed by his warm mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip and sucking on it while cupping the other. Feeling you grind on his thigh, he groaned. Loving the way your wet cunt rubbed on him like a greedy whore

“Get up”

He commanded

You furrowed your eyebrows and got up, confused as to why he stopped so abruptly

You weren’t confused for long as he stood up in front of you and unzipped his jeans. Pulling the leather down and stepping out the restricted clothing, then he sat back down and ripped your panties in half. You jumped as he was getting so rough with you

Your stomach was doing backflips at this point

“Ride my thigh”

*Don’t gotta tell me twice* 

You got on his thigh and propped yourself up, bare pussy on his warm thigh. He sighed and played with your clit, watching as your pussy gushed a little more and your hips swaying back and forth. The friction was overwhelming and you’ve never experienced this before nor anything sexual with anyone except him

It felt right. This felt right even if it was wrong, but you didn’t care nor did he

His long fingers moved down from your clit, neglecting it for now and pushing up inside your cunt. The sudden stretch made you gasp

His fingers were so thick and long, you could’ve came right there when he curved them inside you and finger fucked you all the while looking up at your scrunched up face

“Is this what you wanted?”

He asked, already knowing what your response was going to be, but he wanted to hear it from you.

After you didn’t respond and just kept moaning, he slapping your ass hard and made you yelp at the stringing pain it left

“Answer me when I’m talking to you”

You cried out a faint ‘yes’ and fell into his chest

Grinding nonstop on his thigh that was covered in your arousal. He growled and fingered you faster, adding another and scissoring your tight walls open

“God you’re tight. Have you ever done this before?”

Nodding a small ‘no’, he went faster and you could see the outline of his cock poking out of his briefs

Trying to be bold, you placed your hand on top of his erection and kissed him. Jumping on his fingers at this point as you kissed him deeply, tongues meeting and fighting for dominance in which he won. You bit down on his bottom lip and tugged at it, giggling as he stopped and picked you up.

“What are you doing?”

You asked but he didn’t reply

He pulled down his boxers while holding you with one arm, hand cupping your ass to keep you in balance

His hard cock sprung free and the tip leaked with pre-cum. Twitching against his stomach

Wrapping his hand around the thick shaft, he slapping it against your clit a few times before entering you

“Oh my”

You moaned, mouth wide in an “O” shape and eyes rolling back as he slid inside your pussy

“Fuck. Your pussy feels so good, doll”

He commented and gripped your ass cheeks, thrusting back and forth slowly for you to get used to the feeling of being stretched out by such a big cock like his. The girth itself made you cry because he was so big

Eventually, you got used to it and begged him to go harder, deeper, faster

“F-Fuck me plz”

You begged and he gave you what you asked for

Bouncing you up and down his long cock, feeling your pussy grip him tightly as he slid out only to fuck back into you harder than the last

“Tell me more about what you fantasized, love”

Breathing hard and gripping his broad, wide shoulders, you screamed his name and watched your cunt take him

So exotic

“I-I’m going to cum, father”

You moaned. Holding onto him like your life depended on it and cried into his chest, shaking uncontrollably as you came around him. He felt your juices coat his cock and pulled out. Letting you down gently and placing you on your knees by gripping your hair and guiding you to kneel before him

“Open up”

He growled. Jerking off as you opened your mouth, waiting for his cum to coat your tongue

“Urgh shit”

Soon enough, he was cumming in your mouth and all over your face. Your tits were covered in his cum and he tapped your chin to make sure you swallowed it all

“That-a girl”

Tapping your cheek, he wiped away the tears that fell to your cheeks and kissed your forehead

“Let’s go somewhere else hm?”

He requested and you took his hand that was signaling for yours, he pulled you back up to your feet and guided you out of the booth

*Please don’t tell me we’re finished*

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He led you to the main room and sat you on the closed piano in the rear corner where he preached during services.

The butterflies swarming in your stomach only got intense as he lifted up your skirt and rubbed his length in between your labia. Prying at your entrance and putting only the tip in

“N-no teasing please. I want you”

Your small hands gripped his throbbing shaft and guided him into your tight space.

Letting a groan as the feeling of your walls contracted around him. Engulfing him as a whole and letting his hands roam your body with every hard thrust being delivered, he gripped your breasts harder than before

“You’re so pretty wrapped around my cock. I just want to cum in you now and feel you take it all inside this small pussy of yours mm”

Such filthy words sounding angelic

He breathed heavily in your ear and hid in the crook of your neck. Being slick enough, you didn’t realize his hand was traveling up your neck until he wrapped it around your neck and squeezed hard enough to throw you over the edge

“F-Father, please cum in me. I can feel you throbbing inside me please”

The sight of his big cock ramming into you never ceased to make you cry in pleasure. Coated in your wetness and the sound of skin slapping against skin

He grunted and thrusted one last time, hard and deep. Then, a warm thick liquid filled you up nicely

Moaning as he fucked you fast while he was cumming, shoving it deeper inside your abused hole until he pulled out to watch it ooze out of you

“Good girl”

He praised

Lapping up some of it on his tongue and swirling his warm tongue in circles around your clit

“Sensitive!”

You yelped and closed your thighs around his face like it would stop him from eating you out

Your body shook and trembled as he sucked on the bundle of nerves. Holding you down by the hips and letting you ride his tongue while shaking his head back and forth

“Hmm”

He moaned in your pussy, sending vibrations through your spine and eventually, you came all over his face. Embarrassed as you shook violently, covering your face in the palm of your hands

“No need to be shy, love. It’s okay”

He reassured in his naturally soft voice. Picking you up and sitting you down on the pew in front of the stage, holding you as you gained back your senses

*I just did that*

You thought, but for some reason you didn’t feel guilty.

It was like it felt right all along and it did. Not once did it feel wrong or hesitant

“I can take you home, Molly. I know you must be tired”

Sam offered, rubbing your back and helping you up as your legs shook a little

“Sorry”

He apologized, but you just rolled your eyes as you know he didn’t mean it

“Sureee”

You said and hit his arm

He just laughed while guiding you outside to the parking lot. Opening the car door to the passenger side

“After you”

You got in and closed your eyes as he did the same. Starting up the engine and taking you home

“I hope you don’t think that this will be the last time because there’s so much more that I want to do for you”

You were taken back

“What do you mean?”

His hand gripped your thigh gently and he continued:

“I’m going to take you out and make you mine”

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Author’s Note:

I hope ya’ll liked reading this as much as I enjoyed making it. I tried with this one. Better than nothing ☠︎︎. Anywho, have a good day or night!