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LMAOO OKAY IMAGINE 40s!BUCKY (like tfa stark expo version) MAGICALLY TELEPORTING TO MODERN DAY, and Sharon’s bitch ass is hanging all over him, flirting hardcore, and is absolutely thrilled bc he’s actually giving her some attention. BUT THEN HE SEES THE READER AND IS LIKE “oh wow who is THAT” and leaves her alone to go woo the gorgeous dame. I can picture her face getting all red and embarrassed and upset. And Sam and Nat and Tony are in the background giggling.

GOD I LOOOVEEE THISSSS 40's heart has my heart cause this blushing soldier would be such a perfect mix of devilishly handsome and adorably shy.

"Shit" Tony huffed watching his time portal experiment start up and fail for the fourth time in a row while Bruce continued to medal with the dials, resetting the machine once more. "Why does it keep doing that"

"Give it a secondary power source, there's not enough juice with the first one"

Tony nodded, rummaging through a pile of knick knacks on his desk, grabbing a vial and adding it to the generator.

"Alright, set the timer to 19:00 hours and 40 in the past. Let's see if we can just travel to yesterday first before messing with going back years" He snorted, as Bruce punched in the time before hitting the start up button. The machine started to rumble before growing hot, the dials and buttons spinning and clicking on its own, parts starting to pop off.

"Oh shit!" Tony ducked under the table, shielding himself from getting knocked out as the portal grew more powerful, a force filed growing, knocking down things around the lab.

"What the hell did you use as a power source?!" Bruce yelled over the high pitched whizz the machine started to make, blinding light filling the room before disappearing, leaving a cloud of smoke in its place.

"I don't know, I just grabbed something that look like it'd fit" Toy shrugged between coughs as the smoke dissipated, squinting when he realized the platform wasn't empty.

Someone was standing there.

"What the hell..."

Blinking with bright blue eyes was a young soldier, dressed in a fresh, clean and pressed uniform, looking like a lost puppy while Tony and Bruce blinked in both confusion and amusement.

"Banner what the hell did you do with the timer?!"

"You're vial set everything into over drive, it must've recalibrated to 1940 instead of a couple of hours ago!" Bruce threw his hands up while the younger version of Bucky stared at the lab with child like wonder, his eyes twinkling as if it were Christmas day.

"Holy shit..." He breathed out seeing the vast technology, his mind still reeling over what was happening. One minute, he was on his way to see Steve and take some girls dancing and next thing he knew, he was sucked through a loop.

"Dear God-alright, uh-Barnes?" Tony waved the soldier over, mentally debating on what to tell him.

"Mr. Stark? It's-it's an honor, sir" Bucky shook Tony's hand before standing tall before him with his back straight, ever the bright eyed Sargent. Tony scratched his head before letting him take a seat, figuring honesty was the best police.

"Sargent. This may take a while"

Bucky understood bits and pieces of what Tony explained to him while getting a tour of the compound, the common room being the last place for him to check out. The team alternated between greeting and secretly cooing over the adorable young Bucky while also simultaneously laughing at Tony. At the very least, the billionaire was lucky the actual Bucky was away on a mission with you and Steve; there was only so much he could handle in a day. The soldier decided to hang back in the living room with the others, happily chatting away with Sam and Nat.

Then there was Sharon

"Hey Soldier" She winked, giving him a smirk causing the young Bucky to blush, throwing her a flirty smile right back.

"Nice to meet ya' doll" Bucky drawled out making her giggle, his lip catching between his teeth when she flipped her hair back.

"Aren't you sweet" She whispered, her heart beating a little faster when he moved towards her, his sweet baby blues gazing down at her intently. She'd tried a million times to get Bucky's attention before and he didn't look at her twice. She wasn't about to lose her chance with the new one.

"Look whose talking" Bucky chuckled back, his naturally flirty nature taking over with ease, after all it would be rude for him to ignore her.

"Someone's gotta protect him from this randy she goat" Sam whispered while Nat snorted, watching the two of them continuing to flirt, Sharon's hands toying with the buttons on Bucky's uniform, making her way up to brush his collar.

There was no way she was going to just let the gorgeous soldier go.

The machine wasn't fixed any time soon so Bucky was given a room to stay in. He loved the feeling of modern day sweats, looking cute as ever in some comfy joggers and a cotton tshirt, his fluffy cropped hair always neatly brushed and face shaven.

He was a Sargent after all. He always looked his best, even in lounge clothing.

There hadn't been a day where Sharon left Bucky alone. She clung onto his side, practically crawling up his leg day in and day out while the others side eyed the situation, keeping an eye out for the innocent Bucky.

"So, what's a soldier like you doin' without a girl, hm?" Sharon teased, pressing her hand to his chest, loving the way Bucky flirted back with her while the both of them sat in the common room with a movie playing in the background. Tony, Nat and Sam glanced at each other, quietly watching from their place in the kitchen while the blonde continued to giggle and blush, running her finger's through his hair.

"How do you keep your hair so soft, Sargent"

"Well, I- woah"

Sharon frowned when the soldier stopped talking half way after something- or someone- caught his attention. His eyes grew wide, a classic boyish smile appearing on his face when he saw the prettiest dame he'd ever laid his eyes on walk by the living room, making his heart flutter.

"who was THAT" Bucky stared in awe, seeing her stretch her arms up, still in some type of modern tactical suit, rubbing sleep from her eyes and yet she was still one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen.

"Uh-excuse me" Sharon's face twisted watching Bucky stare are you like a love struck puppy, nearly jumping over the sofa so he could run and talk to you. He didn't take his eyes off you, practically swooning when he saw you pack away the gun from you holster.

"Huh-yeah, sorry-" Bucky mumbled, still focused on you, unbothered by the way Sharon's face was now red with embarrassment, seething at what he was doing.

"Look at this guy, he's not even hiding the fact that he's staring at y/n" Sam snorted while Tony and Nat snickered, watching the young Bucky watch you with heart eyes, "Aw man, he's got it bad"

"Hey y/n, looks like someone's got a little crush on you" Nat whispered, discreetly nodding to the living room. You nearly squeaked in surprise, seeing a very very young version of your boyfriend sitting on the couch, taking peeks over at you whilst ignoring the blonde who was still fighting for his attention.

"Tony, you did this, didn't you" You sighed while Tony smiled proudly, now fully invested in how all this was going to play out.

"I'll explain later. Go wash and change and you can talk to him"

As soon as you were out of the kitchen, Bucky scrambled to the group, cheeks tinted pink, bashful as ever, looking at the three smirking faces, wiggling their eyebrows at him.

"See something you like, soldier?" Nat prodded while Bucky nearly giggled, nodding.

"Who was that" He asked in earnest, truly curious to at least get your name.

"That would be y/n. I'll introduce you once she's back down. You might be her type, y'know" Sam winked knowing damn well he was your type. After all you were technically already dating. Bucky bounced on his heels, waiting patiently while Sharon huffed, refusing to move from her spot on the couch. You made your way back down after a shower to see an exited Sam and a shy Bucky along with a smug Tony and Nat.

"Y/n, meet young Buck" Sam smiled while you held your hand out, swooning at the way he shook it gently, throwing you smile few got to see, one he had when he got butterflies in his belly.

"Nice to meet you Sarge"

"Pleasures all mine, angel" Bucky whispered, leading you off to the living room to talk to you more, offering you a seat, wondering if you wanted anything to snack on or drink, forgetting Sharon's existence entirely. Sharon nearly opened her mouth to say something, immediately shutting it with a satisfied smirk seeing the other Bucky walk in followed by Steve. Hopefully he'd see his girlfriend was a cheating whore, flirting with someone else even if it was him from the past. Her brain wracked itself in hopes that this would all crash and burn while Bucky frowned the closer he got.

"What the fuck Stark" Bucky scrunched his face walking in on some punk flirting with his girl, only to realize said punk was a younger version of him.

"Relax, I'll fuse you two together" Tony shrugged while Bucky's face twisted again, grumbling when his younger self kissed you hand again, pulling you up for a dance while fumbling with a phone he'd just managed to figure out.

"They're cute" Steve grinned, nudging Bucky playfully while Bucky rolled his eyes, smiling to himself a little while later when you caught his eyes, throwing him a wink. You laid your head against the young soldiers chest while he swayed with you, unaware that he was being watched by everyone else, in his own world with just you in it.

"You better fuse us together" Bucky hissed, narrowing his eyes when you giggled at something that was whispered in you ear; Tony snorted with a shit eating grin on his face.

"Why Barnes, scared of a little competition?"

Before Bucky could retort, Sharon was up and walking with purpose, stalking right towards Bucky.

"Y'know they're both flirting hard, right? Aren't you two dating?"

Bucky wordlessly stared at her while the others looked at her with confusion, the desperation becoming embarrassing.

"Sharon, shut up" Sam deadpanned while her mouth gaped open and shut before storming off.

"Back to what I was saying. Scared, Barnes?"

"You should be the scared one" Bucky sassed back, knowing exactly what his younger self was capable of; he knew that innocent boyish charm did wonders when it needed to. That being said, even his past self recognized real love, gravitating towards his one true soul mate after just seeing her once.

He watched the two of you continue to dance and whisper, the young soldier tipping your chin up, eyes flicking to your lips, his soft pouty pink lips so close to yours, leaning down so he could press a kiss so sweet-

"Alright that's it, punk get your hands off her!"

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filynxs · 1 month

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: ̗̀➛ JJK Men enjoying Themselves.

Part 2

⚝ They can‘t stop thinking about you.

⚝ JJK character scenario

⚝ sexual content; 18+; m*sturb*ting

» [Alone With You - Ashlee] «

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T o j i F u s h i g u r o

Being Y/N‘s bodyguard is a difficult job.

A different kind of difficult.

Once again, her appearance has managed to make my cock react in excitement. The way how she walks in front of me, giving me a perfect view of her curves below that tight skirt, makes me crazy.

I can feel my hard shaft throbbing and twitching below my trousers, which tighten as my cock hardens. And the heat that forms in my crotch wanders through my entire body until reaching my chest, where my heart races in a fast pace.

Y/N suddenly stops in front of me as we reach the door of the conference room she has been searching for. I accidentally bump into her back, causing my hard bulge to poke her ass. Holding back a soft grunt, I gulp and brush my hand over my mouth down to my chin.

"Are we there?" I ask her, trying to act as nonchalant as I always am. I can‘t have her notice my arousal. She would most likely fire me. And I need this job, because I‘m broke.

She looks over her shoulder back up at me, her eyes hitting mine. The way how her irises glisten in the light of the hallway lamp send a pleasant shiver down my spine. Damn. If I wouldn’t work for her, I would have fucked her already. Several times.

A smile tugs on her glossy lips, a challenging one almost. Her eyes slightly narrow, and she tilts her head. With her index finger she gently pokes my chest, right at the spot where my heart races rapidly.

"Yeah, we are." she replies with her honeyed voice. "I have a meeting now. But you can make yourself comfortable in the," she pauses, looking down at my hard crotch, "restroom."

Fuck.

I can‘t help but grin at her comment, and a soft snort escapes me as I shake my head.

"Thanks for the advice." I chuckle, scratching the back of my neck in slight embarrassment. However, the way how she stares at my hard cock turns me on. If she wouldn’t have that meeting right now, if we weren‘t here but in her bed instead…

"We‘ll continue this conversation later, Fushiguro." she simply tells me, looking into my eyes once more before then disappearing through the door of the conference room. Her intoxicating scent leaves my nostrils as she walks into the room, and I sigh deeply. My muscles relax, and I didn‘t even notice that they have been tensed up the whole time.

That woman makes me loose my mind.

Without waiting any longer, I stride towards the restroom and lock myself up inside one of the toilet stalls. No one can disturb me now. Though, I‘d love it if Y/N would disturb me.

Sitting down on the toilet lid, I let out a deep sigh and open the zipper of my pants. My large cock jumps into my sight as I move my boxers down a bit. It‘s rock hard and so ready. The veins on it are pulsating, and it‘s twitching in anticipation, needing attention. But not only attention would bring me to the highest delight, no. Y/N‘s pussy would. I bet she has such a beautiful pussy that would need my cock as much as I need her.

My hand wraps around my shaft, slowly massaging it. I lean back and exhale sharply, closing my eyes in the process of pleasuring myself. I‘ve slept with many women, and now masturbating takes a bit more time than it used to. After all, I‘m used to pussies that wrap around my dick instead of just my hand.

However, it still feels so damn good.

"Fuck." I grunt softly, but still trying not to make any noises. Though, it‘s so difficult. Especially because I am thinking about Y/N. The way how her ass felt against my cock earlier almost made me groan right into her ear. Now that I think about it, I should have done that. She needs to know how the softness of her ass made me feel.

My breath quickens, and I arch my back ever so slightly as I jerk my hips against my hand. Oh what I would do to feel her naughty lips around my cock, causing her red lipstick to smudge. She would look up into my eyes while sucking me off like the good girl she is.

My strokes begin to pick up their pace, also caressing the tip of my cock which already leaks a lot of pre cum. Just the thought of fucking Y/N almost makes me come. That‘s crazy. Because I am the one who makes women instantly come without even fucking them yet, but now she is doing the same with me. And this feels fucking amazing.

Pressing my hand against my mouth, I feel my hot breath on my palm. I need to be quiet. Because if someone comes in, they will hear what the hell I‘m doing here. The only one who should be hearing this right now is Y/N.

Yeah. She should hear it.

I grab my phone, letting it record my heavy breaths and soft grunts. I can‘t help but grin. My hand tightens around my cock, and I can feel my pleasure coming to its climax, causing my entire body to shudder in satisfaction.

"Y/N, I want you so badly." I groan into my phone with a soft whisper as my cock shoots out my hot semen, which land on my pants and my hand. Sending her the voicemail, I let out a deep exhale and sink on that toilet lid.

At this point I don‘t even care about my job anymore. But what I‘m confident about is that I am going to fuck that woman senseless. And I prefer to be broke than not having experienced a night with a gorgeous woman like her.

My phone shows me a message she just sent me, and I grin as I read it.

"I think I know what it is without even listening to it. We are going to have a long conversation later, Fushiguro. And it‘s going to be a very pleasing one."

K e n t o N a n a m i

It has been a long day in which I couldn‘t concentrate properly. And I‘m still forced to be at work.

Conference after conference, phone call after phone call, and I still have to sit here in my office, working overtime once again. Being forced into working overtime is the worst. Especially when I just want to see my wife again. Y/N was on my mind ever since this morning, and she has been making my day extremely difficult.

A picture of her body is engraved into my brain, not leaving even for a moment. What I would do right now, just to take a warm bath with her and caress every tiny inch of her soft skin.

Sighing, I lean back on my office chair which squeaks in reply. My hands wander to my trouser’s zipper, undoing it and pushing my boxers down. My semi hard cock comes into my sight, its warmth touching my palm when I brush my hand over it. It‘s pulsating in arousal. Poor thing, had to wait the entire day. It was tough not to run to the bathroom and jerk off. But there were more important things left to do.

I begin to caress my tip before taking my whole length into my hand. A deep sigh escapes my slightly parted lips. Leaning further back on the chair, I close my eyes and stroke my cock with slow and gentle movements. With each stroke I feel how I‘m getting harder and harder. The need to feel Y/N all around me is large. Just imagining her sitting on my cock right here drives me into pleasure.

Softly moaning, I grab my phone and call her, pressing it against my ear while breathing heavily against it. My muscles tense up, and I can feel how fast my heart beats in my chest. It almost feels like it‘s going to explode in the next moment.

As the searing heat in my core begins to unfold, drops of sweat form on my body. I gulp, and then I hear her picking up the call.

"Darling, how‘s work?" she greets me with her warm voice which causes my heart to skip a beat or two.

I can‘t even build proper sentences and proceed to heavily breath into my phone, letting out soft grunts of satisfaction. Pre cum is apparent on my tip, and I smear it all over my length. My strokes become faster, but are still slow enough to make me want even more.

"Baby, I want you." I stammer with a deep tone in my voice which vibrates in my throat. Gulping, I can feel how dry my mouth has gotten because I have been heavily breathing through it the entire time.

"Honey, are you alright?" she asks me worriedly, and a small grin tugs on the corner of my lips, "What are you doing at work?"

"I‘m thinking about you." I tell her bluntly, "You are not leaving my mind, Y/N."

My grip around my cock tightens, and I can feel myself coming closer to the edge. I need just a little more so that I can finally come.

"Are you—"

"Y/N," I cut her off with a heavy and sharp breath, sitting up on my office chair as I continuously fuck my hand, "fuck me." Panting, I jerk my hips against my hand. My body begins to tremble in lust, and a drop of sweat falls down from my forehead, landing on my hand that‘s wrapped around my cock.

"Soon." Y/N replies with a playful tone in her honeyed voice.

Damn. That‘s my girl.

"Say that again." I groan huskily into my phone, almost with a pleading sound in my raspy voice, "In that same tone. Say that again.“

"Soon. I‘m going to fuck you soon, Kento."

I bite my lower lip as she says that, and I reach my climax that fills me up with utter satisfaction. My hot seed squirts out of my cock, accidentally landing on my office chair.

Letting myself fall back against the backrest of my chair, I catch my breath in exhaustion. The aftershocks of my orgasm hit me as I slowly continue to caress my cock, letting it calm down after that delightful climax.

This was definitely a good way to calm down during such a long day of work. I sigh deeply, letting a satisfied smile play on my lips.

"Was it good?" Y/N asks me with a cheeky giggle, and I breathe out an amused laugh.

"Yeah," I reply, my voice being barely above a whisper, "but not as good as fucking your beautiful pussy."

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rovsemyri · 3 months

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S. GOJO HCS! ₊˚ʚ 🧊 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

random satoru headcannons/imagines ; [ pt 1 ] ಇ.

𐙚.. cw: !cheating au,size kink, degrading, praise, dom!gojo, sub!reader, fem!reader, overstimulation, oral sex (m! receiving, pain kink. toxic!gojo, slapping

𐙚.. synopsis: satoru’s the type to….

SATORU’S the type to make you answer the phone when your boyfriend calls while he’s balls deep pounding into you from the back. making sure to hit your sweet spot each time, amused by your struggle to hide your choked moans. “babe? you there?” your boyfriend's voice comes through the phone. little does he know your being railed by another man. “yeah!” you manage to choke out before having gojo push your head back down into the pillows, thrusting his hips harder each time your boyfriend waits for a response through the phone.

“alright…” your boyfriend slightly catches on a little, but he says nothing. “ so, i'll pick you up at 8:00.. for our date, yeah?” he asks , “yeah! uh- babe, i gotta go- nngh~” you end the call in a panic, not being able to suppress your moans any longer, you already know you’re going to have to make an excuse for your slip up on the phone, but right now, you can’t think straight at all, not when the strongest jujutsu sourcer is stretching out your cunt right now.

satoru groans, tightening his grip on your hips, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he reaches his release. soft groans falls from his lips as he continues fucking into you. you begin to feel yourself giving out…its becoming too much. satoru pulls your hips towards him, slamming himself deep inside of you, causing his name to slip from your lips. “ didn’t you say you could take it, pretty? don’t act like you don’t like it..” he chokes out between his own moans, coming closer to his release. “Your pretty cunt tightened around me while you spoke to him” he let out a chuckle, fastening his pace. “s-satoru“ , please..” you beg him.

not holding back anymore, he grabs you by your hair, pulling you closer to him. “next time, let your boyfriend hear how much better i can fuck you.” he growls into your ear.

SATORU’S the type to continuously fuck you senselessly until you’re no longer able to use words. he’ll promise to go easy on you, fulfilling his promise at first but once your cunt tightens around him, he can’t contain himself anymore and slams himself into you. he loves seeing you completely fucked out, tears running down face, and you slowly giving into letting him use you for his own pleasure. “my pretty slut isn’t finished yet, right baby?” he asks, pulling out just to slam back into you harshly a few seconds later to remind you that he's only getting started.

SATORU’S the type to make you look at him while he’s inside of you, everytime you look away or squirm he'll stop. “didn’t i say to look at me, slut?” he groans, grabbing you by the chin, forcing you to look at him. your eyes welled up with tears, bucking your hips towards him. “keep your eyes up here, pretty girl.”

SATORU’S the type to change positions without warning. ruining you from inside and out, leaving marks on your hips from his big hands keeping them in place. mid-way, he’ll forcefully pull you towards him, flipping you onto your back. he doesn’t even give you enough time to adjust yourself before he pushes his leaking cock back into you. pushing down on your lower stomach, a grin appears on his face. “ya feel that, princess? look how well you take me” he moans as he makes you watch how your lower stomach bulges each time he pushes himself deeper into your walls.

SATORU’S the type to make you hate him on purpose, just for him to remind you how much you love when he fucks you. on your knees looking up at him, your makeup running down your face. “awee you pretty thing..” he smiles looking down at you, slapping the tip of his length on your tongue, admiring every bit of this sight. He knew just how to make you hate him. fucking on you and then ghosting you for weeks, random arguements, especially knowing that your boyfriend didn’t treat you well either. as much as you hated him, you couldn’t help yourself, he just fucks you soooo much better than your boyfriend.

“I hate you.” you coo at him, but instead of the reaction you expected, he just smiled before unexpectedly pushing your head down on his length. “you hate me?” he laughs looking down at you choking on his cock. you try to answer by shaking your head ‘yes’ but he refuses to let you come up for air. pulling you by your hair. . “i don’t think you hate me. you might think you hate me but that filthy cunt of yours says otherwise. I can smell your arousal from here” he says, watching as your eyes water and he finally decides to let you breathe. he lets you breathe for a moment before deciding that was enough even though you haven’t fully caught your breath. he slides himself back into your mouth before watching you flail your arms around before resting your hands resting on his thighs, nails digging into his skin. he winces in pain before saying “breathe through your nose, bitch” as he slaps your face, making you flinch.

you could tell he’s almost at his release by the way his cock twitches each time you tighten your lips around him. you try breathing through your nose more, taking him in your mouth begins to feel easier until he’s pushing you down farther than you already were. you feel the tears spill out of your eyes from how far down your throat he was. wiping your tears he pulls you off him, taking his cock into his hands, swiping himself against your lips slightly to tease you. “open your mouth” he orders and you obey. jerking himself off as he rests the tip of his cock on ur mouth he lets out a soft groan, “what do you say?” he grins. before you're even able to respond, he groans, releasing on your face, watching as he covers your face in his semen. He smiles and says “didn’t i ask you a question?”

“t-thank you”

“good girl”

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medium-rare-bimbo · 9 months

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Mean! Billy stuffing you with various objects

☆ I have no idea if checked this for spelling and grammar

♡Masterlist♡

MINORS DNI

contains dub con + somnophilia but only at the end

༺*:ﾟ･✧･:*:ﾟ･♡ readmore ♡･ﾟ:*:･✧･ﾟ:*༻

♡ he so mean!!!!! Hides all your toys from you and always knows when you buy more he doesnt even let you cut your nails :(((( hes only allowed to make you cum >:((( how dare you even hump your pillow >:00

♡ he always checks your panties and cunt everyday just so he knows you havent been playing with yourself hed always know no matter how much your try to hide it, trying to avoid swelling on you clit by putting ice near it and not even putting anything inside you just incase he sees that you're stretched

♡ it's always worth it tho <3 makes you cum as many times as you need until you're all cock drunk and you pass out. Makes you feel so good that you forget all about the torture he puts you through, his cock always hits your sweet spots and make you all fuzzy, he treats you so good, billy doesnt want you to cum because that's his job, you shouldnt have to lift a hand for pleasure thats what hes here for, atleast that's what he tells you

♡ however Billy had been teasing you throughout the day and denying your release, you were excited for what was to come because he always made it up to you except it never came, he didnt make you cum that night nor did he make you cum the next. 3 weeks, 3 entire weeks of no bliss. No teasing, no flirting, no edging. nothing.

♡ Billy had left you high and dry, like a good girl, you made sure to keep your hands away from yourself, you got rid of the pillow that you kept in between your thighs just so you wouldnt accidentally have a wet dream. You had tried so desperately hard to please billy, hanging off his arm, laughing at his jokes, agreeing to whatever he would said, letting him see your body, sucking him off. You had tried EVERYTHING just so he would touch you. all you needed was a flicker of pleasure, his hand, thigh, fingers, lips, tongue anything would suffice.

♡ it got too much 3½ weeks of nothing, 24 for days, 576 hours, 34560 minutes, 2073600 seconds of built up needs.

♡ You decided that Billy's logic was flawed, if he wasnt going to make you cum you would, if you want a job done do it yourself. But how would you achieve your goal? You had no toys, your fingers werent long or thick enough not to mention the nails hanging from them would hurt, pillows werent going to help you so you only had one option

♡...

♡ .... your hairbrush.

♡ It was thicker and longer than your fingers, it wasnt sharp and it was relatively close enough to your old toys. You felt gross at the idea but you've had enough of the ache between your thighs and the constant dirty thoughts that clouded your brain

♡ you lay back against your pillows, legs spread and bent in the air with you hand between your thighs holding your precious hairbrush. you had a small packet of lube that you had managed to find in the bottom of your drawer buried under miscellaneous bits, it was the only one you had since billy stolen the rest, you couldn't back out now and letbit go to waste.

♡ you breathed steadily and you tried your best to relax as you eased the handle of your hairbrush into your needy pussy gasping as you were finally filled, pushing it deeper into your soft walls feeling yourself stretch around the object.

♡ you groaned as you were finally filled for the first time In weeks, as you pulled it out of you, your pussy desperately tried to suck it back in, clinging to the feeling before pushing it back inside trying to replicate Billy's movements.

♡ you reached your other hand down to your clit and rubbing it in circles, multitasking wasnt something you were particularly good at yet the thrill and pain of sexual frustration urged you to continue your act

♡ as you were nearing you peak, toes curling, eyes shut, back arched and hand cramping. your ankle was pulled. You screamed opening your eyes, sitting up and pulling your legs to you chest trying to conceal your modesty and mostly your dignity.

"Ya having fun?"

♡ fuck. Billy Hargrove. THE billy hargrove, as in YOUR boyfriend billy Hargrove, has just caught you masturbating, with your own hairbrush, no less. You tried to stutter out a response, an excuse, a reason, an explanation but your breath caught In your throat and the only thing you could do was stare at him, eyes eyes glossy with tears as your lips trembled.

♡ he grabbed the hairbrush, that was still inside you and thrusted it harshly, you cried out at the force of it and tried to back away

"My dick not good enough for you? Just going 'round stuffing yourself with everything you can find?"

"NO! I swear I'm good! Billy im so good! This first time please I just needed to feel something- I- I needed to cum so badly!-"

"And you were just going to pretend it never happened afterwards? That your plan? For me to never know?"

"I- I-"

"Since you like being filled so much let's so what else we can fit inside you"

"W-wait Billy what do you mean-"

♡ he walks over to your dresser picking up your mascara aswell as some make up brushes before throwing them on the bed next to you, realising what hes about to try you wriggle away from the items. Billy sits down infront of you, grabbing your ankle and pulling you towards him

"Billy wait! I don't want to-"

"Shut up! You wanted to be full of something and now you're getting what you wanted"

♡ he forced your legs apart tucking one under his thigh to keep it still, using ome hand he kept the other away the other picking up a makeup brush that was the size of his finger. He eased it next the the hairbrush then picked up another and repeated the actions.

♡ the stretch stung and you didnt know if you were crying from pain, pleasure or humiliation. His thumb pathetically rubbed your clit almost mocking you

"Billy stop! hurts!"

"Well ya should have thought about that before being such a whore"

"M'not a whore! You didnt touch me! Didnt do anything wrong-"

♡ he stuffed another makeup brush onto one of the gaps that the others left causing you to jolt away and squeal, you kicked your feet to get away from the torment

"Oh so it's my fault, Is it? Here I was going to give you such a good night.. wasnt gonna let you do anything but cum... and now look what you've done y'cant have anything nice now"

♡ billy gripped the items that were currently stuffed inside you and thrusted them in and out of your tight cunt, you could feel the edges of each handle rubbing against your pudgy walls, scratching and nipping as they clashed together trying to fit in the tight space they were forced into

"How many more do you think I could fit inside you? How about we try your mascara next?"

"NO! Billy please! S'too much! Take em out! Take em out!"

♡ he ignored your pleads reaching for your precious mascara, the same mascara that he would make stream down your cheeks, he waved it around infront of you mockingly.

"You think you can take this?"

"NO! billy please- I cant! Cant take it! Want em all out now! M'too full! Please! Hurts n I wan' em out!"

"Yes you can-"

"No no no no no! Billy I cant S'too big! Please!"

♡ he rubbed your clit with his pointer and middle finger causing you clench around the items that pinched at your walls, your arousel coated them leaving behind a white ring on their surface. With his free hand he reached down and squeezed his pinky finger along the brush handles, he felt your gummy walls

"You take this and I'll let you cum as many times as you want, okay? That sound good? I'll make you feel good "

♡ you whimper and sniffles as you contemplate your choices, you're all achey and full but you need this so so so bad!!! You've been so good for him so far you could take this, but what if you couldnt, what if it doesnt fit and you make him upset?

♡ Maybe you should say no... but if you say no he might not let you cum!! And you NEED to cum what if you explode from so much pent up sexual tension, you dont want to explode. What if you get a harsher punishment? What if he spanks you like last time? You couldnt sit down for a week and he always pressed your bruised and marked ass against his cold car :((

♡ you wipe the drool from your mouth not bothering to wipe your eyes as the tears refused to stop any time soon, his eges followed yours looking for eye contact. There was no comfort in the meeting of your gazes it was almost patronizing the way he stared at you

"O-okay-"

"Perfect. Now relax because this is going to hurt baby"

♡ his hand spread your swollen lips apart, he leaned down to get a better angle, his breath hit your cunt causing your erect clit to twitch he chuckled at the sight.

♡ he spat on your pussy and it dribbled down and over your clit, taking his finger he spread his salvia across your stretched hole lubricating the tight space. he maneuvered the mascara near your entrance, prodding to find a spot accessible for the thick tube. He hesitated instead drawing his pinky to find a spot that would take the tube then eased the bottle into you, pausing for every squeal and hiccup, letting you get used to the sensation of being ripped open

♡ you felt the brushes force themselves deeper inside of you desperately trying to make room for the new foreign object. Your toes curled and you dug your fist into your pillow the other finding its way to Billy's wrist trying to gain back some control over the situation you've put yourself into.

"Look at that... see I knew you could take it.. you made such a fuss over nothing"

♡ your hole clenched desperately trying to push out the item causing it pain, your juices dripped onto the bed despite your whines and complaints about the pain being too much

"Billy s'hurting"

♡ he apologised, insincerely, chuckling as you whimpered and flinched at the torture your newly damaged cunt was going through although he seemed to pause for a second debating on something you couldnt decipher before shuffling down the bed and onto his stomach. Brushing his hair out of his face he leaned down to get closer to your aching core

♡ billys mouth hovered over your clit, his curly blonde hair brushing against your thighs leaving goosebumps behind, his hot breathe made you pussy flutter as you waited for his next move. Slowly and almost as if he was doing this on purpose he flicked his tongue against the now sensitive bud. Your hips jolted up however you werent sure if that was because you wanted more or if it was too much, his tongue continued the small kitten licks on your clit altering between circles and lines as he teased your pretty little clit

♡ his mouth encapsulated your pulsing bud, sucking on it while keeping his eyes trained on your face like a dog with its bone. Billy watched your head fall back and your chest heave as your tried to take as much oxygen in through your pleasures induced haze. he watched your fists dig into your pillow and bed sheet aswell as your desperate attempt at not crushing his head between your thighs

"That feel good? I told you it would feel good didnt I?"

♡ you quickly gave a hurried slurred nod not trusting yourself to talk as he began slobbering on your most sensitive body part, his hand traveled to your stomach, pressing down on your womb causing you to squeal

♡ he went back to making out with your clit, nipping and grinding against the delicate bundle of nerves. One of his hands remained near your entrance making sure the foreign objects stayed inside you, often wiggling them back inside as your cunt squeezed them out.

♡ billy took two of his fingers and began playing with your salvia soaked clit, the knot in you stomach formed and you felt you could cry from how hot and achey you felt.

"C'mon baby cum for me, cum all over your stuff, want you to make a mess all of the sheets"

♡ his attacks on your clit never ceased only picking up pace as your moans got louder and hips began jerking away from his abuse. The tension filled balloon in your stomach expanded until it snapped like an overused rubber band

♡ your pussy tightly gripped your now ruined items as little spurts of your juices gushed onto them and down onto your sheets. Billy let you ride out your orgasm until you begged for him to stop claiming you couldnt go again

♡ his hands rubbed up and down your thighs comforting and soothing you as you came down from your peak. Your eyes began to droop as a wave of tiredness washed over you

"You did such a good job f'me baby. Took it so well and didnt back out, my pretty girl is always good at taking what I give, so proud of you"

♡ his fingers inched closer to to your core as he spoke however you didnt notice, too fucked out to care or feel, that was until you felt him pulling out your make up brushes making you whine in protest as you were just getting used to the feeling of being full.

"sh sh shhh, they've gotta go, cant have them replacing my job now can we?"

♡ he pulled the remaining objects out of your pussy, watching the slight gape they left behind. You were barely awake at this point, not enough energy to keep your dumb little eyes open let alone your head up. Your body wavered between post orgasmic sleepiness and sleep itself, struggling to decide on if it was worth the effort.

♡ you cried out as you felt something wet press against you swollen puffy cunt, only to be hushed by billy

"M'just cleaning you up baby go back to sleep"

♡ billy contemplated changing the sheets but ultimately deciding that it wasnt worth the hassle if waking you up nor was cleaning the items he had just used on you he threw them into the small trashcan you hold in the corner of your room, he will buy you some new ones anyway. He took off his clothes leaving himself in his boxers. He snuggled up against you, wrapping his arm around you and pressing you to his chest, he pulled down his boxers taking out his hard precum covered cock, jerking of the hot appendage before sliding it between your folds.

♡ the head piercing your already stretched out hole however despite his torture, billy inched his way further inside you until he was fully covered by your warm gummy walls. He let sleep take him as you pulsed around him, hed deal with you in the morning where you would most likely be grinding against him but he wouldnt have it any other way. His favourite whore <3

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