💋Ali💋

you better block me 💕

[bitchofy2k]

Forced to be a teen living in a boring town 🧣 , born to be a Nepo 💋 baby living off 👠 of my really, really, weirdly rich dad 💄.

[tojislilusagi]

Perverted stepdad soldierboy/ben when ur moms outta town🥹

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT cw : stepcest / fauxcest , cheating , ben is really controlling , groping a/n : you guys have been sending in such good asks, thank you so much!! you guys r so so so sweet

in my opinion this would totally be set before u even do anything with him.. he's probably very new to your life.. in this au im feeling like ben married / eloped ur mom because of money or politics or avoiding law or something. he doesn't really love her and felt like he struck gold when he saw u for the first time.

the first of his perverted + weird behavior would 100% be staring at ur boobs / ass & forcing u to call him daddy or dad... ur kind of blinded by how handsome he is that it's hard to fight back !! after a few weeks it'd move from him staring to him touching.

he'd "accidentally" hold ur hips when you walk by him in the hallway, and that'd move to soft touches on ur ass, to groping you. you're too shy to speak up, and you honestly don't want to. you want to see how far he'll go.

he'll walk into your room uninvited. he's done it while you're in the bathroom, too. on multiple occasions he's walked in while youre naked or changing, just to see your face get hot. he barely says sorry, just a smirk and a cocky 'oops' while his eyes linger.

when he knows your mom won't see bc shes at work or out of the house, he corners you and pulls back your bra strap or panties waistband to let it slap painfully against your skin. he buys you lingerie and tiny pieces of clothes to wear for him, even tells you how he wants you to style your hair or do your makeup for the day. it makes you feel like a doll.

whenever he buys you clothes, he forces u to show them off for him in a little fashion show 💗 makes u bend over in the lingerie, maybe pulls out one of his old cameras to take pics of u with

he calls u a pussy when u tear up after he presses a kiss to the back of your neck. u know in the back of your head that this is wrong. but you can't help but allow him to keep taking advantage of you.

what he does do when your mom's around is call you a "good girl" when you bring him a beer or a lighter.

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[tojislilusagi]

hole inspection w stepdad!ben to try and convince him reader isn't fucking her little boyfriend?

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT cw : stepcest / fauxcest , inspection , cheating , fingering , dad(dy) kink a/n : i like barely proofread this im sorry if theres mistakes!

anon your mind is so large.... im imagining reader having a boyfriend to make ben jealous !! you probably havent even kissed him. you get all dressed up & look suuuper nice and ben is like "where 're you going?" assuming ur going out with ur friends and when u say ur going on a date he FLIPS out

he starts yelling at you while ur sitting on the couch and hes pacing back and forth in front of you ,,... not only is he mad bc u didnt ask ur dad if u could have a boyfriend, you didnt tell him!! hes worried ur having sex because OOOBBBBVIOUSLY !!! he sits next to you on the couch and forces you to cancel ur plans because you 'dont feel well'

after your boyfriend is like 'oh okay :\' ben takes you to his room and makes u strip !! he tells u "daddy has to make sure you aren't fucking some random boy, okay?" while unclasping ur bra

youre naked + lying on his bed, probably crying at this point, babbling about how mean he's being. you're already soaking wet so he knows somethings up :\ he sits between your legs on his knees, forcing your feet over his shoulders so you stay wide open. hes not even nice enough to give you a plushie or a pillow to hug!

he spreads u open with both of his thumbs, watching how ur hole flutters.

"why are you so wet already, huh? thinking about your little boyfriend?"

you shake your head back and forth, shivering when his hot breath hits your clit. you cant move with the way he's on top of you, so you have to just sit there and let him do whatever he wants.

you jolt and whimper when one of his thumbs moves to circle your clit.

"awww, so sensitive. your clit's pretty puffy, baby. you been rubbin' it?"

you hiccup out a short sob at the embarrassing question, hiding your face from him to avoid answering.

"c'mon, answer me, sweet thing. you don't wanna be put over daddy's lap, do you?"

you whine at that, shaking your head again.

"okay, baby, tell me if it's been you rubbin' your cute little clit or your boyfriend."

"me," you whimper, face burning hot.

"goooood girl," he coos. he pulls up the hood and begins to circle the sensitive nub again. your legs collapse in shock, mouth dropping open in a quiet moan. "look at that, bet your stupid little boyfriend doesn't even know where this is."

"daddy's gotta check your insides now, okay?"

the finger holding up the hood moves to your entrance, pushing and massaging the sensitive skin. he manages to slide in his index finger with an overwhelming amount of pressure.

"look at that, you're so tight." he groans, watching your head flip back and forth on the mattress. he curls the tip upwards, trying to search for the special spot in your walls.

"i don't want you talking to that boy again,"

you whimper when he brushes that spongy point inside of you. you nod involuntarily, knowing that the only man you want to be with is ur nasty stepdad ♡

©️tojislilusagi 2026 do not plagiarize, republish, feed to ai or make ai bots based off of my work. i do not use generative ai tools to make my fanfictions. all of my work is done by a human, for humans.

[minat0zakifuck]

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Sugar Town

cw: Smut 18+. voyeurism. use of sex toys. age gap. degradation. masturbation ( M and F) Fem! reader. daddy kink. mention of porn and cocaine. Reader is a slut and Ben is a pervert. Tiny allusion to non-con but not really. Ben has super-hearing.

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It's the late 80's and Soldier Boy has fallen completely in love with what America has to offer: VHS pornos and cocaine. I mean do you know how emasculating it is to have to jerk your dick next to some bald, sweaty pervert at the theater? When you can’t even enjoy the money shot without imagining that poor sucker getting cum all over his grubby hands? No, Soldier Boy loves his privacy, and this changed everything.

He moves into some suburban nightmare to appease Vought’s demands that he present himself as a wholesome, All-American, well-to-do Supe. The Supe, who always comes through for his citizens. One night he does a few lines while watching some redhead get her hairy cunt stretched by some muscle with a bad haircut. One night turns into every night, and soon he has a routine. Snort, jerk, snort, jerk, sleep, repeat. The volume is always LOUD and so are his groans.

When you move in next door 2 months later, you’re shocked to say the least. Living next to Soldier Boy would make any woman happy, ecstatic even. All the ladies in the neighborhood slow their morning jogs when they reach his house, their husbands get angry but shit, what can they do about it? Beat him up? You hear his noises at night though, and it makes your thighs press together.

When he notices a sweet young thing like you living alone, he's intrigued. You’re one of those independent types, he thinks. Different from the women who throw themselves at him, you keep your admiration distant. Of course you have a crush on him. Of course you hope he notices you as his new neighbor. But I guess you have more important things to worry about? Soldier Boy thinks to himself, well what the hell could that be?

Then one night while he’s loading “DIRTY PRINCESS GETS PUSSY FILLED BY KNIGHT VOL.2” into the VCR, he notices something in the corner of his eye. A light coming from your bedroom. Your window directly faces him but he rarely gets to see you. He's hoping a few nights he could catch you changing out of those little white shorts that barely cover your ass, he swears you wear them just for him. In fact, he knows you do.

He moves closer to the window, the tape far beyond his priorities now. Sure the actress who plays Princess Lisa has great tits and an ass that could swallow Andre the Giant's fist, but you make him feel a sick twist in his stomach. You're always so chipper, so sweet and helpful around the neighborhood. You don't know how the world works yet, and it makes his dick hard.

He's left breathless and almost drops to his knees when he sees you. "Jesus fuckin' Christ" he groans under his breath. You're naked. The curtains of your room pulled far apart to get a perfect view of your bed. He watches the way your ass jiggles as you pace around the room, before finally sitting at the edge. The soft glow from your lamp in your otherwise dark room illuminates your skin. You look like a goddamn angel.

He knows he's a drug addicted, drunk, lying piece of shit. But he's not crazy. So this has to be real. He lets himself get a real view, not caring about hiding behind his curtains anymore. He swings them open and his heart stops. You notice him, and give him a flirty wave wiggling your manicured fingers. Even from across the lawn he can see how pretty your lips are. Your smile turns into a giggle as you spread your legs.

"Fuck."

He can see your folds all puffy with desire. The lamp makes the slick from your pussy glisten. You take a finger and trace from your breasts all the way down to the mess in between your thighs. He can hear the way your breath hitches as your fingertips graze over your soft skin. He can smell how much you want him.

Your fingers begin to rub slow circles over your swollen clit. Your face scrunches up in pleasure, biting your lip like the chicks in his pornos.

"Goddamn it" he groans as he shoves his boxers down his thighs. "Knew you wanted my big cock inside that cute little pussy." He's so fucking hard. His cock all pretty and thick with a vein running all the way down. He takes his big hand and begins to stroke himself, locking eyes with you.

You inch your fingers closer to your opening and dip them inside. Your mouth hangs open as you begin to pump them in and out of your sopping cunt slowly. He grunts loudly at the noises your pussy is making. "Just wanna get filled up don't you? Fuck- want daddy to come fill up that whore cunt huh baby?" His needy grunts and moans grow louder.

You take your fingers from outside your pussy and suck on them all sloppy. You roll your eyes back, whining at how good you taste. They leave your mouth with a trail of spit and you wipe it all over your hard nipples.

The shlick-shlick-shlick of Ben's cock halts when he sees you get up.

Was that it?

Were you going to leave him rock hard and desperate? He hopes you won't. He doesn't think you'd be so sweet anymore if he had to show you it's not polite to give America's Son blue balls.

His thoughts are interrupted when you enter in view again. This time you have a long, thick, fake cock in your hands. It's pink like your comforter.

Ben's throat tightens. It's not anywhere near his size really, but close. You shift on the bed to prop your thighs up better. With your pussy spread open, you take the dildo and circle it around your hole, teasing yourself and Ben. He hears your needy gasps, and the thumping of your heart.

"Do you think I can take this big cock in my pussy, daddy?"

It was the faintest whisper. Ben heard it nonetheless. He takes his dick back in his hand and begins pumping it again violently. "Your slutty little cunt can take it baby, just nice and slow". He knows you can't hear him. Doesn't mean you won't respond though.

You slowly inch the dildo deeper and deeper into your cunt until it bottoms out. You throw your head back and moan all high-pitched and breathless. "God, so fuckin big daddy, don't know if I can take yours."

You begin thrusting it in and out at a faster speed than your fingers, Ben matches your pace. "You're gonna take this fuckin cock, doll. You're gonna spread that young pussy all over my Supe dick you dumb fuckin' groupie."

Your moans turn into needy whimpers as you feel the cord in your belly about to snap. Ben presses one hand against the window. Getting as close as he can, he stares deeply into your fucked out teary eyes. He licks his lips as your body begins to twitch.

"Oh god daddy, think m'gonna come, ugh- g-gonna make a mess!"

You arch your back as your cunt clamps down on the silicone dick. Your body buzzes with euphoria so intensely you feel like bursting into tears.

Ben feels his balls tighten as he witnesses your orgasm. He can't wait to make you look like that over and over until you're begging him to stop. "Fuck m'close honey. God fucking damnit!" He shouts.

You're not done though. A few seconds after you come back down to earth from your high, you sit up and slip the dildo out from your abused pussy. You lick a long stripe from base to tip, and moan as you wrap your mouth around the head and swirl your tongue around.

Ben has died and gone to fuckin' heaven.

He chuckles in disbelief at your depraved actions. "Stuff that fake cock down your tiny throat, fuck- do it for daddy honey, make me proud". His voice breaks into a desperate lustful whine.

When you take the dildo and stuff it so far down your throat you gag, Ben explodes with a shout all over his hands.

"Jesus fuck, m'cumming honey, fucking christ i'm cummin' all over that dumb fuckin face of yours."

You pull the dildo from out your mouth and wipe the spit off your chin. Satisfied with the view of Ben's sweaty chest and cum-covered hands, you close the curtains and turn your light off.

Ben's reflection stares back at him through the darkness.

He needs to get out of the suburbs, and he needs to take you with him.

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[soldierpie]

18+ soldier boy x virgin fem reader, daddy kink, creampie, dirty talk

the night ben takes your virginity isn’t marked by anything particularly romantic. there’s no candle lit dinner, no glasses of wine set out on the counter for the two of you to sip on over small talk. just the comfort of his bed, his arms around you, and the knowledge that the rest of the boys wouldn’t be home for days.

the two of you have been dancing around this moment for months. stealing looks at each other on the couch during every sex scene every movie night, staying up till the early morning after just to talk about anything you can think of. wondering what it’d feel like to have your fill of each other for just a moment. just long enough to commit the feeling of being inside each other to memory.

“relax, kid.” he gruffs, rubbing a warm hand up and down the bare skin of your side. “strung up like a god damn piñata.”

you peer up at him through watery eyes, whispering something shaky that sounds a lot like “daddy” while he pushes his dick to the hilt. you’ve always wanted him to know what you feel like from the inside. to wrap his arms around you in the safety of his bed surrounded by the smell of his cologne.

he laughs quietly. deep in his chest “what, i’m your daddy now?” he whispers, so soft you’re honestly shocked the question had come from him. “already? fuck.” he laughs, lip pinched between his teeth.

you nod the best you can, not exactly sure at what. he reels his hips back until the tip is the only thing nestled between your legs, then forward again, letting his sack rest heavy against your weeping slit. ben presses a salty thumb to your lips, using the digit to give you something to focus on during the first couple of thrusts.

you’re soaking him to the bone. dripping slick all over his cock and the sheets like the touch starved girl he knows you are. he brings his other hand down to press his thumb right against the seam where you both meet, looking up at you with hooded eyes and that lazy smile he only gives you when he’s teasing you.

“you know how long i’ve wanted this pussy?”

you shake your head, something between a sigh and a whine leaving your lips. the finger in your mouth pushes deeper, all the way to the second knuckle. enough to make you gag real pretty around the shape of it.

“back in the fall. a soldier boy story.” he groans, brows knitting at the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him. “couldn’t take your eyes off the TV, told me how strong i looked like you were dyin’ to get fucked. made me feel like a man.”

you whine around the digit again, teeth grazing the webbed skin of his hand. the thumb once pressed against your pussy now rest at the fat of your hip, fingers digging into the soft skin there like he just can’t help but squeeze.

“were you?” he questions, eyes raking down the length of your body appreciatively. “telling me i looked good hoping i’d take your little sleep shirt off and fuck this pussy? hm? pop your cherry like you wanted?” he wonders aloud.

you don’t have to answer him. he already knows from the way tears spill over your lash line and down the length of your neck. the digit between your lips finally leaves the warm embrace of your mouth, probably pruning from how sweetly you’ve been sucking on it. his newly freed hand goes straight for your other hip, and soon enough, he’s pulling you up and down onto his dick like a fleshlight.

“think you can take cum like a good girl?” he grumbles, eyes screwed shut as he fucks you onto the length of himself. his beard tickles your shoulder when he leans forward, drawing a shaky moan from the deepest depths of your chest.

“i can take it.” you whimper, and ben smiles wildly at that. right against the curve of your throat like the words were exactly what he needed to fill you up.

he smooths a hand over your hair, thrusting once, twice, then lets himself go with the hoarsest noise you’ve ever heard him make.

“shhh shh.” he urges, thumbing your clit back and forth while his balls unload themselves right into your hole. his other hand trails from your head to sit firmly at your hip, holding you tight against the mattress while you wriggle at the feeling of being filled for the first time.

you don’t last more than a few seconds before your creaming around the base of him, and ben takes it all in like a man of his stature would. all rough groans and filthy strings of words that don’t quite register until your pussy lets up.

“there we go, c’mon.” he mumbles, pulling the last of your orgasm out of you with a soft press to the swell of your clit. “not too bad for a newbie, right? think you can do it again for your dad?”

[tojislilusagi]

stepdad soldier boy helping himself to you in the middle of the night ♡

cw : dead dove do not eat !! , somno (cnc), stepcest + fauxcest, dad(dy) kink, p in v, f reader, an☆l fingering, prone bone + doggy, denial kind of ♡ 1,490 words

a/n : happy fathers day everyone (im late) i wrote half of this at 3am

PLEASE MIND WARNINGS MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

ben wakes up that night in hot sweats, the only company in his cold, empty bed being the alcohol-stained comforter.

you don’t wake up to the soft thump of ben’s feet against your room’s floor. he’s standing over your peaceful, sleepy body, hand cupped and slowly rubbing over the crotch of his sweatpants. you look so sweet - innocent - like this: the soft rise of your chest as you breathe, the little outfit you wear to bed, the cute panties he can just see peeking out from under your top. such a stark contrast to what he’s about to do.

you groan softly, still asleep, when he climbs on top of you. the mattress dips under his weight, but the commotion isn’t enough to wake you up.

“fuck, so sweet for me, baby,” his voice is rough and deep, the kind that sends shockwaves through your body.

he reaches out, gentler than usual, to hike up your top. he curses quietly when your breasts spill out, his hand immediately reaching to knead at your soft skin. your eyebrows tighten unconsciously when the tip of his pointer finger rubs over one of your nipples. he sits like that for a while, hovering over your body. his big hands cover the bottom halves of your breasts, rough fingers rolling and tugging your nipples.

you don’t so much as flinch when he rolls down your panties, tossing them from your ankle. his throat goes dry at the sight of you. you’re already starting to get wet from his little massage, a glisten of arousal dripping right between your lips.

“shit- trained up so well for daddy, huh? don’t even gotta touch you and you’re all ready to take me,”

he runs two fingers from the top of your mound alllllll the way down in between your ass. he brings his hand back up, pinching and rolling your swollen clit between the pads of his fingertips. you hike your hips up to meet his touch, a small whimper releasing from your throat.

his other hand reaches below the waistband of his sweats and grips the base of his dick. he holds back a grunt, not wanting to wake you yet, easing the pants down his hips to his knees.

he slowly rolls you to lie on your tummy, parting your ass with two hands to get access to your cunt. he opens his mouth and lets a dribble of his spit fall onto your puffy lips, sinking into your own lubrication.

he kneels above you, knees on either side of your thighs - effectively trapping you if you try to get away - and taps his tip against you. he sits like that for a while, tip rubbing and pressing against your entrance while his hands alternate from massaging your ass to rolling your clit.

finally, slowly, he sinks in.

you immediately jolt awake from the sharp intrusion, eyes snapping open and legs kicking in shock. you let out a string of whimpers and moans, hands reaching to find anything to hold onto.

“shhh, sweet thing. ‘s just me. ‘s just daddy.”

you continue to struggle under him, legs knocking upwards to slap against his calves, and he just chuckles. one of his hands reaches to grab your wrists, securing them behind your back like handcuffs. all you can hear is blood rushing through your head and his deep, raspy voice, your entire brain focused on how he’s bullying himself inside you.

“nu uh, c’mon, calm down. be good.”

his tip brushes your g-spot, and you melt back into the sheets with a breathless moan. to calm you more, he focuses there, grinding his hips down into the spongy spot. you mewl a quiet ‘daddy’ when you finally come to your senses, nerves still wired from waking up like this.

“mhm, dad’s got you, baby.”

he lets go of your hands, and you reach down to hold onto the sheets. he groans a curse into your ear when your back arches into his body, allowing him to slide even further into you. tiny tears prick your waterline as he pushes himself deeper and deeper.

“i know, it’s so scary to wake up with daddy inside you, but he needs this right now.”

you mewl when he bottoms out, his hips pressing into your ass. he doesn’t give you time to adjust, starts thrusting so deeply you get air and whimpers forced from your lungs.

“being such a good girl for me,”

you moan a small ‘dad’, trying your best to respond.

“aww, yeah, gettin’ so much better at takin’ daddy.”

wet slaps resound in the space between you two, your arousal coating ben’s upper thighs and your ass.

“remember when ‘could barely fit half in? threw a fit the entire time too, crying your lil’ ass off,”

you flinch away from him when you feel a free hand reeeeach down between your legs, above where he’s stretching you. he circles the tight hole between your ass with the tip of his thumb once, twice, before sinking in.

you cry out softly, lip caught between your front teeth.

“oh, still so tight, huh? how’s dad ever gonna fuck you in here if you can’t even take one of his thumbs?”

you hiccup after his rhetorical question, overwhelmed by being filled in both holes. his dick is brushing that sensitive spot so deep inside, hitting against it every time he thrusts. your body goes tense when he starts thrusting his thumb simultaneously, pulling on the entrance from the inside.

“too- oh- too full,” you whine, limp thighs shaking against the mattress. a second moan gets knocked out of you when he knocks his hips into yours. “daddy-”

“you getting dumb on me now? y’know you can take it,”

you cry quietly, lifting your hips slightly, trying to fuck back into him. you fail after two attempts, only managing a slight arch.

“aww, cute little thing,”

he removes his hand from your hip and slides it under your stomach. he lifts your bottom half, forcing you into a mean arch with your hips in the air, knees supporting your body. you immediately feel the change in position, biting back a loud whimper.

now, with each thrust, he hits every sweet spot and somehow gets deeper.

“oh yeah, that feels good, huh? feelin’ good for daddy?”

you nod feverishly, panting into the sheets and pushing back into his hips when his thumb starts moving again. you feel the tight, hot coil deep in your lower belly start to tighten, your clit throbbing for attention.

“fuck, tightenin’ on me like crazy,” he grunts, gritting his teeth so his eyes don’t roll back in the sockets.

he’s pretending not to know what you need. his thrusts get slower, allowing himself to grind as deep as he can while sitting still.

“daddy-”

“mmm, what is it, baby?” he smirks, and you can hear it in his voice.

“daddy, need’a cum so bad, please-”

“awww, can’t cum like this?”

you shake your head.

“thought i raised you better than that, greedy girl. gotta beg dad a little harder, yeah?”

you sniffle, sucking in shallow breaths.

“please, please- make me cum, dad, need it so, so bad- feels so good, please,”

he hums in satisfaction, smiling to himself as he increases the pace of his thrusts. you mewl, hot tears rolling down your cheeks. he curses under his breath, the hand under your stomach lifting you further towards him. it puts uncomfortable pressure on your bladder, making you cry even more.

“god- fuck, baby, such a pretty girl,”

his fingers trail down, latching to your clit and squeezing. he pinches so hard your eyes momentarily black out, and the next second you’re cumming hard. you buck and your mouth drops open, walls clenching around his dick.

he doesn’t stop. he rolls your sticky clit between his fingers, thrusting down into your g-spot, arm squeezing your lower stomach. your orgasm doesn’t end, and you feel the familiar feeling creep up under your clit. your eyebrows pinch, and a long whine drops from your mouth when you squirt, a stream of liquid pouring from your cunt onto his dick and thighs.

“oh yes, good girl, c’mon, cum for daddy,”

his hips twitch, and his eyes flutter closed. he continues to roll your clit, stimulating more squirt to come out of your body.

“daddy’s gonna cum, okay? gonna cum in you, baby- oh, fuck-”

he groans deeply and keels over your body, cum seeping inside you.

“oh- oh, fuck- oh god, baby- take daddy’s cum, take it all-”

you writhe from overstimulation, tears and drool pooling below your face on the sheets.

it feels like forever that you two lie there catching your breath. you nod in and out of sleep, blinking your eyes open when you feel a warm, wet towel wiping your folds. he murmurs, ‘shhh, go back to bed,’ so you do.

©️tojislilusagi 2026 do not plagiarize, republish, feed to ai or make ai bots based off of my work. i do not use generative ai tools to make my fanfictions. all of my work is done by a human, for humans.

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homewrecker's have feelings too

cw: smut 18+. fem!reader. age gape. fingering. use of the word rape twice. p in v sex. creampie. breeding kink. cheating. I’m super rusty so sorry if this blows

You’re laid on your back legs spread, Bens fingers wading through the messy puddle of your cunt—eventually slipping two thick digits inside.

Your back arches off the new sheets you helped his wife pick out. Satin baby blue. He hates it.

“You're gushing for your old man like a goddamn faucet.”

He picks up the pace, his fingers hammering in and out of your embarassingly sloppy pussy. The room fills with a sick sloshing sound.

Your face burns in shame but it doesn't stop a pornographic moan from escaping your lips.

You see, playing house with her pays the bills and keeps his approval rating high—even thought they went only on a few dates. So for now he's a real lovely, doting husband.

Except for when she's out on a business trip and he splits you open on his cock.

You didn’t mean to start fucking him you swear! it just sorta happened.

You were her cute, new assistant who kept making heart eyes at him even when she was is in the room. Eventually he cornered you in the bathroom— your panties at your ankles as he hammered into you over the sink so hard, the porcelain edges dug into your skin.

She's kind and generous and genuine. You almost feel awful for betraying her.

Almost.

"Feels so fucking good!" you groan. His fingers are hitting your sweet spot deep inside over and over and over again. "Uh-uh-harder!"

"You want me to make it hurt huh? Want Soldier Boy to rape this stupid cunt?"

You beam at his question, not being able to help the stop the shameless giggles from escaping you. “Uh huh! fuck yes! r-rape my dirty pussy".

“Fuck, doll—you’re so goddamn cute.” he breaths as he flips you onto your stomach. His large hands immediately come to lift your hips to his, you feel the hardness of his cock pressing against your ass.

“You ever feel bad you’re keepin' a man away from his wife with this sweet fuckin body of yours ?” He punctuates his taunt with a harsh slap to your ass cheek.

Usually any mention of her used to make your stomach turn with guilt. After awhile it got replaced with jealousy, possessiveness. Being reminded she existed was part of the game, the shame and guilt of it all made you both disgustingly turned on.

“Don’t care,” you pout, “and I know you don’t either—daddy.”

“Damn fuckin right I don’t.” he grunts as he lines his swollen tip with your pretty entrance.

He pushes inside with a loud groan and a tight grip on your hips, the bruising already forming underneath his fingertips.

You on the other hands can barely breath. No matter how many times he’s had you in this position it always hurts. The dull ache in your belly makes your head spin.

“Christ this cunts tighter than a fuckin' Chinese finger trap.”

He drills into your sensitive core, the plap plap plap of his balls smacking against your clit sends jolts of pleasure through your body.

“Dumb broads probably waiting by the phone right now hoping I’ll call" he chuckles to himself. “You on the other hand, well fuck, I'll always make time for my best girl."

You moan at his praise, another giggle escaping your lips.

"Wonder if she ever smells you on me?, you think she'd be happy knowin' you're a fuckin nympho? huh?"

"N-no Sir—ngh—just l-leave her already" you groan into the sheets.

He ignores your plea and violently flips you onto your back, his big arms coming to place your ankles on his shoulders.

"No no no, this right here, this, is what matters most doll" he coos as he slowly slides back inside you.

"This creamy fuckin cunt soakin' my balls is what I care about, it's all I fucking live for."

The sweet spot inside you becomes a sensitive bruise he keeps jabbing until your body goes limp. It's all too much. His thrusts grow more aggressive and so do his moans. He sounds pained, hungry, desperate.

"I'm gonna fill you up now and you're gonna thank me huh baby?"

You nod feverishly, face flushed and borderline drooling. "Yesyesyes breed my pussy Ben, c-can we have a baby? please!"

That breaks him. He empties himself into your pussy with a string of curse words and filthy ramblings. You pull him closer and revel in the shockwaves pulsing through your body. “fuck—thank you, thank you, thank you so so much” spills from your mouth. It's moments like these where all the lies seem worth it. You feel so close to him, what else could matter more?

When you feel yourself come back down to earth, Ben has pulled out of you leaving you in a puddle of his spend and your own slick.

He’s got his phone pressed to his ear and you can faintly hear the voice on the other end. His eyes roll and you try to stifle a chuckle. Feeling left out, you drag your fingertips down to your mess of a cunt, spreading yourself open to reveal what's left his his cum being pushed out slowly.

Ben does that tongue poke-in cheek move at your actions. You’re slutty and messy, but most of all shameless. So he hangs up at the phone and orders you ass up again.

“Since you’re so damn desperate—let’s make that kid now.”

this sucksssssssssssss im trying yall

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[bitchofy2k]

i think its always so funny that when people talk about religious oppression through clothing, they always use hijabs and islam as the example. the quran was written to never be changed in the same way the bible was, that was the whole point of it, god said “lemme write another book cuz the humans changed to last one too much” and that’s why compared to our modern world, the quran is so old fashioned, because it is and it hasn’t been changed since it was made, while the bible has so many different versions, you practically get a different story with different meanings depending on which version you read. thats why the bible is more forward thinking and doesn’t have many examples of women covering up to feel closer to their god, while the quran does. also i have to add that the quran was the most feminist religion when it was made, compared to christianity and judaism in the 600s, the quran viewed women as people more than the other religious texts. i dont mean to sent hate, just wanna educate 💕💕

[bitchofy2k]

you are missing the point because he didn’t draw it himself on his own forehead. it was another person, at a school party where people write things on each other.

yeah but he still posed in a photo with it… and yeah you could say that it was super long ago and that he had changed but it’s not like nazi symbols have really changed their meaning over the last few years… we’ve known what they meant.

also you guys know you’re defending someone who had a swastika on them. like that’s the whole thing you’re defending.

you can still like him, i’m not calling him a nazi. and i’m not even saying that he has to apologize for it because i do understand how he didn’t draw it on himself. it’s just the fact that he had a swastika on him, and you guys defending him to the ends of the earth as if he is your literal child, that is weird to me.

[fookinstevienicks]

OP has replies restricted so I'm just adding on to say you're a racist bitch. have the day you deserve!

[bitchofy2k]

i actually never mentioned his race or anyone’s at all. you can read everything i posted about this topic, even the comments. you’ll see!! 💕💕

[bitchofy2k]

you are missing the point because he didn’t draw it himself on his own forehead. it was another person, at a school party where people write things on each other.

yeah but he still posed in a photo with it… and yeah you could say that it was super long ago and that he had changed but it’s not like nazi symbols have really changed their meaning over the last few years… we’ve known what they meant.

also you guys know you’re defending someone who had a swastika on them. like that’s the whole thing you’re defending.

you can still like him, i’m not calling him a nazi. and i’m not even saying that he has to apologize for it because i do understand how he didn’t draw it on himself. it’s just the fact that he had a swastika on him, and you guys defending him to the ends of the earth as if he is your literal child, that is weird to me.

[bitchofy2k]

i feel like people who are defending hudson williams swastika forehead photo are crazy

yes there have been people that have done worse things, like chris brown being a whole ass abuser, but it’s not like just because chris did that, that everyone else can do anything else and not have repercussions for their actions

and to everyone saying “he was a kid during a time where you didnt have to worry about cancel culture” you’re not proving anything. my parents were teens during the 90s and 2000s and they never drew a swastika on their forehead. why? oh maybe because thats weird…

i’m not hating on him. i’m just pointing this out.

[bitchofy2k]

guys israel will never win. if they did then the ebu can kiss their views and money goodbye because only like 10 countries will participate. this “2nd place” bullshit will keep happening until either israel stops existing or eurovision stops existing.

[ido100]

#No i am not antisemitic

I somehow doubt that.

[bitchofy2k]

i only say that so u pro-child-murder bitches dont come for my throat.

if i hate brussel sprouts, do i also hate germany?? no cuz thats stupid, i hate brussel sprouts bc of other reasons, but that metaphor might be too much for ur tiny brain ☹️

[bitchofy2k]

guys israel will never win. if they did then the ebu can kiss their views and money goodbye because only like 10 countries will participate. this “2nd place” bullshit will keep happening until either israel stops existing or eurovision stops existing.

[ido100]

#No i am not antisemitic

I somehow doubt that.

[theblxefox]

If you need to clarify whether you're antisemitic or not, you are🫶🏼

[bitchofy2k]

thanks for reposting 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸

[bitchofy2k]

cyprus’ vocals might’ve been good in the final but i’m so glad she wasnt high in the list. there were so many better countries

albania deserved more than like 90 points total

also i have to say that moldova ALSO deserved more

until israel is out of eurovision, no country will get fair voting

[bitchofy2k]

guys israel will never win. if they did then the ebu can kiss their views and money goodbye because only like 10 countries will participate. this “2nd place” bullshit will keep happening until either israel stops existing or eurovision stops existing.

[bitchofy2k]

“you want more?” absolutely not you need to stop actually

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Written With Clouds Masterlist

* Indicates smut

!!Please read all trigger warnings listed on the fics!!

Sam Winchester

Three's Company: GN! Reader

TW: This contains the mention of past rape and abuse. it doesn't go into detail and is not explicit but please read responsibly

Cordell Walker

Ride A Cowboy: Female Reader*

Ride A Cowboy: Male Reader*

CW: Mentioned age-gap, barn sex, unprotected sex

Aemond Targaryen

I Found Love (Where It Wasn't Supposed To Be)*

1 2 3 Epilogue

Uncle/Niece relationship (its the Targaryen's... what do you expect), secret relationship, minor character injury, attempted SA, on page beatings both of reader and of another character (not super graphic, but it happens), miscarriage, non graphic childbirth

The Dragon and The Wolf: Aemond/Stark!Reader

Your day goes as usual. That is, until a letter arrives for you while you and Aemond get ready for bed. A letter that divulges shocking news. And, later in the evening, the unthinkable happens.

Osferth

How The Dove Flies: Female Reader

The story of you and Osferth

Ateez

13 Days of Monstober Masterlist

12 Days of Smutmas Masterlist

The Mechanic (Yungi)

The Bracelet (JongSang)

The Laundromat (SeongJoong)

The Bar (WooSan)

Loki

You're Always My Husband: Gender neutral reader

When Loki is taken by the Avengers you follow Thor to Earth, needing to see him with your own eyes.

This Is My Idea: Requested

How exactly did Reader and Loki meet?

Clark Kent (Superman)

The 4 Times you 'Saved' Clark Kent and The One Time he Saved You

Isaac Night

An Endless Night

One Dance

Tyler Galpin

My Tyler

Forbidden Fruit- One Two Three Four Five Six Seven

Requested/Untitled- One