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could you make a dad!bucky who takes his daughter virginity? and reader is naïve and really inexperienced
Anonymous asked: Omg your blog is literally perfection 😎 i love the way you write for dad bucky. Idk if you take requests, but would you consider writing something about the first time dad bucky crosses the boundary with his daughter? What would the start of their perverse relationship be like? Would it be nonconsensual? I can see bucky molding his daughter into the perfect play thing, until she breaks and enjoys it, but idk if you're comfortable writing something that dark 🫣
hi there, i've completed this request and combined the two. hope you enjoy!
bucky barnes is not a bad man. in fact, he is the complete opposite. a family man, an honest businessman, a father. he is a good man — at least that is how he presents himself.
however, when bucky is alone with you, he begins to question whether he knows what good really means.
you aren't a sheltered kid by any means, but your heart is too pure for your own good. you used to come home from school talking about the horrors that you see — public displays of affection, bruised marks on people's necks, and so on. these are typical things for teenagers, but you can't even talk about it without getting furiously embarrassed.
bucky used to think it was sweet, thought you would grow out of it when you went off to college. but you graduated still with limited awareness of how things worked in the real world.
you're a pretty girl, bucky has seen you blossom into the woman you are today and he's gotten glimpses of what it means for both of you to age. bucky with his graying hair and deepened wrinkles. you with your growing confidence while maintaining the sort of naivety that still has him protective.
you don't even know what you're doing to him.
he shouldn't be having such thoughts about his own daughter but he can't help himself. on your weekly movie nights, you're cuddle up next to him, head on his shoulder, body curled into his broader frame as he keeps an arm around you.
when you do so, bucky can see down your loose tank top, a poor excuse for pajamas. your tits swelling, gorgeous mounds that peak. he even gets a peek at your nipples, pert and pushing against the flimsy fabric.
he drags his eyes away, swallow thickly as you tuck yourself into him. you've always been touchy and he's never had a problem with it. not until steve pointed out once how much you've grown. then he can't seem to stop paying attention.
the way you smell right after you shower, a lingering floral scent wafting from your damp hair. your skin soft and dewy, that stray droplet from your bath trailing dangerously between the mounds of your breasts. your embarrassed expression, thighs squeezing together where they peek out from underneath your towel.
when he catches you dancing in the kitchen while you cook. curves of your ass underneath your tiny shorts, your tits bouncing when you bounce from corner to corner. you dipping your finger into the sauce and sliding it over his tongue for a taste. the little flutter in your eyes that you can't even explain when he sucks on it, blue eyes trained on you to watch every shift on your face.
you've always been playful, climbing on top of him to try and wrestle the television remote from his hand so you can throw on your trashy reality show, almost completely oblivious to how hard he's getting in his pants whenever you're squirming on his lap, right on top of his cock, in your tiny shorts that ride up your ass.
bucky compromises and tells you, "fine, you can watch it, but come sit on your old man. i miss cuddling with my little girl."
you smile sweetly at him, almost simpering. you think of it as a sweet moment of his dad missing his kid. unbeknownst to you, he has to bite back a moan when you settle yourself comfortably on his lap and your smaller hands bring his big ones around your waist.
you lean back against his chest and bucky flattens one hand on top of your bare thigh, silky skin beneath his fingertips, and the other on your stomach to press you deeper against him.
you're much too distracted by the couples fighting on screen to notice how his hands begin to wander. he does it slowly at first, testing the waters. he reminds himself that this is merely a father showing affection for his daughter.
he rubs your thigh slowly, fingers dipping in between your thighs until they fall apart as his own legs spread. his other hand strokes your stomach, going lower only so he can sneak it under your camisole and place his hand over your warm skin.
you're rambling about one of the cast members when it falls away into a squeak. "dad, that tickles," you giggle breathlessly.
that is when he realizes that his sinful hand has drifted down between your thighs, to that warm little mound that he's just itching to explore. "sorry, sweetheart," he murmurs. "should i move my hand?" he asks, hurt bleeding into his voice enough for you to sink deeper into him.
he doesn't do it intentionally — the guilt-tripping. you're just soft-hearted and you can't help but want to please your father. "no, it's okay," you whisper.
"has anyone ever touched you here?"
you hum distractedly, eyes still glued on the screen. "no."
"have you ever touched yourself here?"
you finally blink in confusion at him. "why would i do that?"
bucky freezes. you're in college, he would think that you would have some semblance awareness of sex and masturbation. you've been exposed to the kissing growing up but he supposes he's never had taught you what it means to pleasure one's self.
so when he does what he does next, he tells himself that this is for your own good. this is for your experience. you don't know right from wrong so who better to teach you than your father?
"because it'll feel good."
you tilt your head. "really? why?"
"you have a lot of nerves down here. when you stimulate it, you can feel your entire body responding."
squirming, you still seem a still doubtful. "i don't know..."
"wanna let your old man try? i can teach you," bucky says. he has to nip on his tongue to stop himself from pressing too hard and too fast. this is already crossing many lines he has drawn for himself.
but when you're on top of him and you're freshly showered and you're soft and warm, how is he supposed to resist? he is a mere man after all.
"does it hurt?"
"mmm," he muses thoughtfully, "maybe in the beginning because you've never done it before. but i can help open you up."
"i don't know what that means," you admit almost bashfully.
"it's okay, just lean back and relax."
despite his words, you tense when he slips his fingers beneath the loose fabric of your shorts. his fingers brush over the cotton. damp.
"you're wet," he murmurs. he doesn't think you even know what that means.
"what does that mean?"
"means you're feeling good with me," bucky smiles. he has to swallow a hungry groan when he applies just enough pressure over that wet spot in your panties.
you jolt slightly in his hands. "that—"
"it's okay, relax," he shushes you. "watch your show."
you do try. you try your hardest, but bucky knows it's hard for you to focus when he's rubbing slow circles over the fabric with his thumb. the cotton is sticky and moist as it absorbs what he says is your pleasure. and it does feel good — your mind is buzzing with a pleasure you can't name. an unknown enjoyment that you're unfamiliar with.
when his thumb presses up higher, against that little spot, you jolt in his hand. a gasp ripping from your lips. "dad!"
"it's okay."
"it feels weird," you whimper.
"only for a little bit. it'll feel good, i promise. you trust me, don't you?"
you nod weakly, unable to find the voice or energy to protest.
bucky's fingers can't help but tug the gusset of your panties to the side. this is it. if he crosses this line, there is no coming back. his heartbeat sings in his veins, fingers drawn to your core like a magnet. the first touch of your pussy lips has him biting down on a moan.
you're so wet and you don't even understand why you're wet. you're so fucking sweet.
"this feels funny, dad," you say, nerves seeping into your words. "I don't know if this is right."
that should've been a sign for him to stop. he should've ended it there and apologized. but he thinks that he's been a good enough father so far, why can't he reward himself with a treat? he raised you to be good, so why can't you be good to him too?
"trust me, sweetheart. you're in good hands. just watch the movie. let your dad make you feel good."
a whimper slips past your lips when bucky dips a tentative finger in. you let out a squeak but you're sitting tense, obedient, on top of him. you're such a good girl for him. it only emboldens him as he pushes a finger fully into you, shifting so you can lean back against his chest and spread your legs even more for him.
"that's a good girl. you listen so well to me, baby."
"mmm," you whine, squirming. "feels— feels weird. it doesn't feel like— enough."
bucky stiffens at that. "'s not enough for you?"
your face contorts as you look down at where his finger is buried. "it doesn't feel full. just feels like teasing."
"you want another finger in you?" bucky murmurs, fully aware of what he's asking.
"mhmm," you nod, "please."
and who is bucky if not a good father? he eases another finger inside of you, one that wrenches a gasp from your chest. "how's that feel?"
"better but—" you wince, "it hurts a little."
that's because you've never had anything down there. the thought makes his cock ache. it's your first time filling yourself up and you're using your dad's fingers to do it.
"relax for me," he whispers, lips against your neck. "it'll be better if you don't tense up so much. i'll stretch you open. i need to get you ready."
"ready?" you echo dumbly as bucky begins to scissor his fingers open inside you, opening up your walls slowly like he's wading into deep waters.
the words had slipped out. you don't even know what comes next, how much bucky wants to feed you more than just his fingers. you're going to be learning more about your body tonight — and your father's.
"i'm going to put something else inside of you. it'll feel even better."
you hum, dazed as he pushes his fingers in and out of you slowly, allowing your juices to soak his digits completely. the squelching echoes, mixing in with the sounds coming from the show that you're no longer watching.
"what're you going to put in?"
bucky's heart jumps against his ribs. "do you want to see it?"
your teeth sink into your bottom lip, hesitant. but you nod anyway, curiosity getting the best of you. bucky doesn't move you off his lap, instead, he just pops open his button and slowly frees his cock without removing you.
his cock bounces, slapping against your pussy where you're sitting. you let out a small gasp and bucky groans at the sight of how big he is, how deep he'll be going inside of you.
"that's—" your words catch, "that's your penis, isn't it?"
"mhmm," he murmurs. "you learned that in biology class, didn't you?"
"yes," you whisper, "but that's only supposed to be for reproduction. you can't— i mean, you shouldn't be doing any more with it."
bucky lets out a pitying sound. "no, sweetheart, this can be for so much more. I'll show you what else you can do with it. how good it can feel. yes, you can use it for reproduction but that's not all."
he doesn't need to be thinking about reproduction right now. the thought of knocking up your mother to create you, only to have that strong desire to breed you too. he'd love to fuck his cum deep inside you, you probably don't even have birth control. the education system is too fucked to have taught you properly about safe sex.
"how would— um, how would it feel good?"
"you just have to put it in you, sweetheart."
your eyes widen, jaw falling open. "put that in me? that's so big, i can't possibly fit it."
"bucky nearly creams then and there with your words. how you could say such things with that face, purity and innocence clinging to your every syllable.
"we'll make it fit," he says softly, "you can sit yourself on me so you have more control. take as much as you can, slowly."
reluctance flickers across your eyes again and bucky, in his gut-wrenching impatience, has to resist lifting you up and dropping you straight down until you're crying. he has to play this safely. he can't scare you away yet.
"don't worry, dad's got you."
you plant on your hands on your knees as you lift yourself slowly, positioning his tip at your entrance. his cock twitches at the sight of your pert ass in his line of sight, his fingers twitching with the urge to smack it just because. he'll spank you another time, after he rewards you perhaps.
however, with how wet you are, the head of his cock keeps slipping, bumping instead against your clit. bucky has to push against his urge to fuck up into you every time it happens. finally, your hand wraps around his cock, catching him off guard. his hips jump at the unexpected touch but you're too focused on notching his tip inside you.
then it finally snags and the stretch is immediate based on your gasp. even the head of his cock is thick, leaking and red. he should put on a condom, should teach you how to be safe, but he's already dripping precum and the white liquid on your pussy lips has him throwing caution to the wind.
you slowly sink yourself down, lips parting, eyes widening with every inch you take. bucky is almost impressed when you manage to take in half of him before you grimace.
"hurts," you whimper.
"it's okay," he coos, "just pull out and then go back down again. you can keep doing that until you can take me all the way in."
you're still listening to him, doing as you're told like the sweet girl that you are. at least he's not lying, the more you ride him, the more inches of his cock you can take inside of you.
every time you sink down, your pussy clamps down around him and he has to squeeze his eyes shut, throw his head back against the couch as he tries his best not to finish so quickly. but his little girl's cunt feels like heaven around him, even more so when he remembers how he had been part of its creation.
he is a good man. he is simply helping his daughter understand how the world works, how her body works. how she can find pleasure.
when moans begin to fall from your pretty lips, bucky himself allows himself to groan from deep in his gut. his fingers find your hips to help ease you up and down, he can see how your pussy opens up to swallow his cock.
however, it is only when bucky begins to match your movements, lifting his hips just as you sink down, that your movements falter. it's as if there's an opening in the lustful haze that has clouded your judgment, a peek into the light.
you stop yourself and turn back to look at him. "dad, wait. stop. i don't think i want to do this anymore."
"i promise it'll get even better, sweetheart. you haven't even gotten to the best part yet."
"it feels so... wrong."
bucky strokes your face gently, pushing the hair away from your pout. "it can't be wrong if i'm telling you it's good for you. I'm your dad. you wanna be a good girl for your old man, don't you?"
your entire body goes taut, a whimper slipping past your lips. "i am a good girl."
"i know you are," he coaxes, "so open up your legs and let dad get his fill. you wanna make me happy, don't you?"
you nod, albeit slowly.
"good girl. my good, sweet girl. you've always been so good to your dad." bucky urges you to keep going, to keep riding. "tell me how it feels. i wanna hear it."
"f-feels good."
"what feels good?" he nudges you. "you can call it a cock, sweetheart."
you test the word out on your tongue and bucky almost cums into you. your sweet little lilt saying such a vulgar word while you fuck yourself on your dad's cock. it's what every man dreams of.
"your cock feels so good inside me," you moan, wanton need dripping from your every word.
"call me dad, sweetheart, be polite."
you bite your bottom lip and peek back at him. "your cock feels so good inside me, dad. thank you for making me feel good."
bucky can't help himself then, the last shred of his self-restraint burning away into ashes as he grabs your hips and begins to fuck himself up into you. your body lurches forward with every thrust, only for him to snatch you right back into him.
protests fall from your lips but they fall on deaf ears. all bucky can hear are your needy moans, the whimpers and the cries of pain. "stop, dad, please. not too hard. it hurts. you're hurting me!"
"not hurting you, sweetheart. you'll learn to take it. you'll learn to take dad's cock the way he likes it."
"n-no! no more! i don't want to do this anymore," you sob.
guilt is what he should feel, but his cock only thickens and twitches inside of you when he hears your tears. it's so cute seeing you cry around his cock, reminds him of your mother the first time she took his fat cock too. like mother, like daughter.
like her, you'll learn to enjoy your father's cock. he gropes your tits as he drives his cock deep inside you, pulling out every desperate cry from your lips until he can feel you squeeze around him. he knows you're getting close now. that orgasm — no matter how much you deny it, he knows what you want. what you need.
and what you need is for your father to take what he needs.
"you're going to cum, sweetheart. i feel it. you're close."
"c-cum?" you repeat through your cries.
"that's when you feel really good. you just need to take it, honey. take all of dad's cock. take all of my cock and my cum."
"dad, please—" just as you say it, he sees your body seize. the orgasm wracks through your being like lightning, a sudden flash that has you seeing stars. your mouth opens in a loud gasp as you jerk with every wave of pleasure that crashes through you.
that's all it takes for bucky to fuck one more time into you before he's spilling warmth. liquid heat filling your insides, clinging to your walls as you slump back against him.
"w-what is that?" you ask, "what's that inside?"
"that's daddy's cum inside you."
you tilt your head in confusion, exhaustion heaving in your chest. sweat has the two of you sticking together, two people becoming one.
bucky smiles, satisfied.
"maybe we should do a refresher on your biology class. how do you think a baby gets made?"
requested by anon: could you make a dad!bucky who takes his daughter virginity? and reader is naïve and really inexperienced
requested by anon: Omg your blog is literally perfection 😎 i love the way you write for dad bucky. Idk if you take requests, but would you consider writing something about the first time dad bucky crosses the boundary with his daughter? What would the start of their perverse relationship be like? Would it be nonconsensual? I can see bucky molding his daughter into the perfect play thing, until she breaks and enjoys it, but idk if you're comfortable writing something that dark 🫣
a/n: i apologize for disappearing for a while. life has been a little rough lately so I'm not fully back but wanted to share what i managed to finish. thank you for your patience 💛
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ah, thank you so much for this sweet ask. i miss being here and writing as well, but i haven't had the energy nor time to complete anything these days. that said, i finally found a bit of both and I'll be posting something new next week. thank you for staying with me! 💛
i've written one story for him and have 1-2 requests sitting in my inbox for him. unfortunately, life has taken a turn so i may be inactive for some time but i will try to return as soon as i can - hopefully with more fun content 💛
What was something that inspired you to begin writing dark fics? And then the courage to post them? (I'm seriously amazed by you oml)
Was there anyone who inspired you? Do you have any other dark fic authors you could recommend?
thank you! this isn't my first run with fanfiction and i've previously created dddne content (for a fandom i won't disclose) for the same reason of exploring taboo things that i find enjoyment in through fiction 💛 the courage to post simply comes from knowing that i'm not alone and i wanted to share what I'm creating with others!
so short answer — nobody specific really inspired me and i honestly don't read enough to recommend anyone. the ones i have read are under my reads tag.
i started this space as a safe place to explore things that knock me off my feet and i’m so happy that many of you have come on this journey with me.
thank you for all the love and support you’ve shown my pieces. since real life is currently kicking my ass, posts will be slow but i hope you’ll stick around to see more.
i appreciate you all dearly 💛 to many more corrupted minds and delicious orgasms!
ceo dad!bucky ft. tony stark - joint venture
cw: incest, spitroasting, creampie, breeding kink, blowjobs, slight dubcon
"you've got quite the intern, barnes," tony sighs, leaning back as his eyes slide shut behind his sunglasses. bucky watches from the couch in his office, ice clinking inside his glass of whiskey as he watches the two of you.
you — on your knees, stripped bare to only your pencil skirt and the lacy bra your father made you wear this morning — glaring up at tony.
"i didn't know this was ever an option, you know," tony grunts, his hair sinking into the tresses of your hair to push you down deeper on his cock. the thick tip touches the back of your throat, prompting your gag reflex as you choke on his cock.
tears prick your eyes but you keep your withering glare on the older gentleman.
when your dad asked you to help him close a joint venture, this was not what you had in mind. you thought that you were finally going to do something meaningful, something to actually get you some experience while interning for your own dad.
instead, he's treating you like a cheap token whore traded in for a lucrative deal.
he's spent the last few weeks fucking you over every possible surface in the office. in the kitchenette when everyone else is done with their break, pressing your cheek down against the table as he drives into you from behind. in the copy room with your tits on the scanner while he buries his face in your cunt, a printed copy of your nipples tucked away in his drawer as a commemorative gift.
and of course, in his office. spread open on his couch filled to the brim with cum, underneath his desk with his cock shoved down your throat while he holds his meetings, and against his floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline.
but this one — this one takes the cake.
he made you take your blouse off and take your panties off. he's shortened a few of your skirts over time, leaving you in lengths that may be considered inappropriate if you bent down just enough. a few of his employees have given you lewd looks, licking their lips like they have a chance with you.
you've heard their locker room talks.
"god, wish i could fuck the boss' daughter in the conference room. we should all take our turns raping that fucking pussy."
you should be disgusted. you should, but your dad has also turned your brain to mush when it comes to sex. all you can think about is how much you can be stretched out and how many times you can cum in a day. so the idea of his employees taking their turn with you, fucking you until you're sobbing and crying on that large mahogany table, begging for them to let you go, is one that sparks warmth in your core.
however, he's specially prepared you for this one. for one tony stark.
you've seen the billionaire on the news. philanthropic endeavors. crazy inventions. he's rich. stupid rich in a way that you've never seen before.
"best pussy i've ever had, stark, i'm telling you," bucky raises his glass with a chuckle. "i know you've had your share, but so have i. i'm telling you, prime pussy."
"you raised it yourself too," tony chuckles, grabbing your hair and yanking your head back. he observes the string of saliva that connects your lips to his cock, your chest rising and falling with labored breaths. "i didn't know you had such a good little dad fucker right here. i would've done this venture sooner if i knew you had such great currency."
"her tits are fun to fuck too."
tony licks his lips as he jerks your head to the side — just because he can. "ever think about knocking her up?"
air is pushed out of your lungs at the thought, your legs pressing together involuntarily.
whether it's because of the desire pooling in your gut or your attempt to avoid that exact event, you can't tell.
tony seems to prefer the former. "look at that. she likes the idea of it."
"just like her mother. a fucking whore who loves being bred."
"i'll give you shares of stark industries' newest sustainable energy division if you let me have a taste when these cute tits start producing milk." tony leans down to pinch your nipple through the flimsy lace, you wincing in return. "bet you'd look cute for your dad leaking."
bucky rises to his feet, approaching the desk only to look down at you. his gaze is clouded over, tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip. you know that look. your stomach sinks.
"how about you give me a taste of your daughter instead? fair trade, don't you think?"
tony hums, "maybe once i get a taste of her. need pepper out of the house long enough to fuck open that tight cunt. she's a prissy, uptight one just like her mother. but god, bet she fucking moans like her mom too."
"for now, knocking this one up doesn't seem like a bad idea," bucky grins, grabbing your jaw and tugging you away from tony as he rips open his zipper to free his cock.
on instinct, you wrap your lips around his cock, hollowing out your cheeks to swallow him deep.
"jesus, didn't even have to ask," tony mumbles, standing to snatch the glass from bucky's hands and downing it. "you trained her well."
you bob your head, your tongue tracing over the familiar textures of bucky's cock. something about it gives you comfort. after tony fucked your throat, the way bucky lets you do whatever you want with his cock makes you feel at peace.
"she likes sucking cock. would probably suck off every man in this place if you could. isn't that right, honey?" bucky pinches your cheek.
you send a glare up in his direction, but there's no heat behind it. not when you're enjoying your dad's cock so eagerly. saliva pools quickly on your tongue, your slurps getting louder as you eagerly service his cock.
you want it. you want his cum in your mouth.
"shit, eager little whore," tony hisses, tucking his sunglasses on his shirt. "let me fuck that pussy, barnes. i'll give you an extra two percent at no additional cost."
"you serious?" bucky cocks an eyebrow.
"yes."
"put it in writing."
tony rolls his eyes at him. "really? i've got your kid's wet pussy waiting for me and you want me to draft up a contract?"
"put it on a fucking napkin for all i care. you're not getting her little slut hole unless you write it down."
with a grumble, tony grabs a pen from his desk and scribbles down his promise. "you want me to write that it's in exchange for your daughter's pussy?"
"no one but my lawyer will see it," your dad confirms. "and he's already had a taste of her too."
you remember tasting him — sam. fuck, he had a mouth on him that he put to good use on your tits and on your cunt. he had you spread wide open on his desk while bucky watched from the window. you were wailing, clamping your thighs around his head until you came all over his tongue. then he pushed his fat cock inside of you and you don't think you've ever been stretched wider in your life.
bucky was long and thick, but sam — that cock belonged in porn.
"sure she's clean? seems like you've been parading her around," tony drawls out as he signs it and pushes it in his business partner's direction.
"yes, i only allow people i trust to fuck her."
"honored to be included," tony smirks. "now, can i have her?"
bucky drags you off his cock and you unconsciously let out a whine at the loss. he smiles, thumb stroking your cheek. "such a good girl for dad, aren't you? you like dad's cock?"
you nod, whimpering.
"tell me you like dad's cock."
"i like dad's cock," you breathlessly say, eyes drawn back down to his length that's still standing tall and proud.
"good girl," bucky smiles, "but right now, i need you to take care of uncle tony's cock. hands and knees on the floor, baby."
with a reluctant sigh, you do as you're told. you get on all fours and hike your skirt up just a little bit higher. just enough to tease tony. bucky's taught you that you should never give someone everything. you give them a glimpse, you let them take the rest for yourself.
it's a good lesson because you can hear tony's growl behind you as he gets on his own knees and pushes your skirt up all the way to your hips. you can feel yourself dripping onto the carpeted floors.
"shit, her pussy's drooling. like a fucking dog."
"helps to give her treats when she's being good," bucky smiles, swatting your ass lightly.
"treats?"
"she likes her pussy spanked."
tony seems to delight in that piece of information and tests it out for himself. the first thwack against your cunt, spread open, has you jolting forward, cheek against the floor.
your body shudders at the sensation, the pain ricocheting through every nerve in your body, bubbling down into tingling until you're whining and nudging your ass back.
"she's perfect," tony exhales, his finger tracing your sensitive pussy lips until you're vibrating under his touch. "i need to know how you trained her. i need to do the same for my girl."
"just need to keep fucking her until she knows nothing else but your cock, stark. i trained this pussy to be mine and only mine. she can't fuck anyone else, not unless i let her." bucky props you back up on your hands, grabs your chin, smiling. "even then, she always comes back to me. her daddy's cock will always be her favorite. isn't that right?"
you swallow and nod slowly.
"open," bucky orders and you let your lips fall open. you know what he wants, so you also stick your tongue out and tilt your face up to look at him. he spits onto your tongue, letting that liquid pool, before he rights himself and slides his cock back into your mouth.
while you're distracted with your dad's cock in your mouth, tony begins to push into you from behind. his size is nowhere close to bucky or sam, but there's a way in which he angles his cock that hits your g-spot again and again.
your moans are muffled around bucky's cock as he fucks your throat, groaning every time he hits the back of it. "perfect fucking throat, sweetheart. you're such a good girl for your dad, even more so when you're spreading your legs to help your dad do work."
"this is the kind of shareholder value i'm looking for," tony chuckles, fingers buried into the flesh of your hips as he fucks into you in earnest. "tight little incest pussy. who knew you could have the perfect daughter? she might give my kid a run for her money."
bucky laughs, breathless. "she loves dad cock. loves older men in general. my dad's coming to visit next week, i might give him a taste of her too. he'd fucking love her."
"fuck, your old man's into this too? it really does run in the family."
"he fucked my sister when she came back from college. he didn't think i knew, but i fucking heard her crying every night while he called her a dirty little slut. i jacked off right next door."
"your family's fucked up, barnes."
"well, as long as it stays in the family, right?" bucky chuckles, breaking off into a pleasured moan when you curl your tongue around the tip, when you begin suckling on the head. "fuck, just like that, princess. you know exactly what i like."
"no longer in the family if you're sharing her," tony smiles, "not that i'm complaining. you're right. best fucking pussy i've had. just when i think she's getting a little loose, she tightens it right back up."
"taught her to do that too. make sure she keeps that cunt squeezing around my cock."
tony's breath stutters as more noises fall from his lips. "i'm gonna fucking cum. shit. should i pull out?"
"you really want to? she's on the pill. don't worry."
"goddamn, hope you take her off it soon. maybe send her to do her rounds with us and see which one of us can knock her up."
bucky's jaw clenches, he fucks a little harder into your throat. "no, if i ever take her off it, i'm going to be the only one fucking her. no one else gets to breed that perfect pussy. i'm gonna put a baby sister inside of her."
your stomach clenches, pussy clamping down around tony's cock. "shit, she likes that idea."
"she should, i've been putting it in her head since i started screwing her. she used to cry about it, now she just gets wet at the idea of carrying her own sister."
"f-fuck, i'm gonna cum. gonna cum inside you, pretty girl," tony moans, his hips picking up pace, thrusting deep inside you before warmth spills into your cunt.
bucky, seeing his, begins to fuck your throat harder, grabbing the back of your head and forcing you down until you're choking and gagging around his cock. it's his favorite sight, especially when your makeup starts to run from your tears.
"i'm gonna feed you my cum, baby girl. daddy's gonna give you your dinner." with a stuttered moan, bucky's cock spurts cum down your throat.
the sticky mess clings to the top of your mouth, spills from the corner of your lips. you can barely keep it in with how he's still using your lips to milk his cock of every last drop.
"swallow."
you do as you're told, letting his messy cum slide down your throat, just as tony pulls out of you. tony's thumb settles on your pussy lips, opening up your cunt to see his cum drip out of your hole.
"damn, better than a fleshlight."
"my personal one," bucky smiles.
"well, barnes, you've got yourself a deal. looking forward to working with you, partner."
requested by @hatewhooaaamisssoftwr8: Thank you for your AMAZING writing! Your ceo dad!bucky is another masterpiece! ;3 Do you write for Tony Stark? If so... Would ceo dad!bucky use his lil girl to close a business deal with him? Having her get on her knees and service Tony's Iron hard dick? Give him a handful and mouthful of her sweet tits? Let him pump her pussy full of his seed? ;3
a/n: i wrote this in a strange frenzy one afternoon. i've never written tony but i hope this does the request justice.
if you enjoyed this, please like/reblog/comment. kisses!
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Do you ever think you'd do a dad!bucky with the reader from dirtbag!Bucky's world? Kinda like how you adjusted things to make the mom the reader instead of the sister 🤔
i did have someone mention it in the comments! i'll consider it but nothing specific planned.
hi charlie!! just read dirtbagson!bucky x mom and my brain nearly short circuited ^_^ could you do one where bucky, his sister and mom have a three way? :3 mom-daughter lesbian interaction included @/&:&;&:&:29383&,’:&: hehe
hello, thank you for your kind words! my requests are still closed at the moment as i'm slowly working through what i have. hope you understand!
brother ryland - HELLO???? wow. Wow wowowow WOW. bless your mind that was such a treat i feel like my third eye opened or sumn 👁️👁️👁️ so tasty….Thank U 🙏
thank you! he is a much more niche character to corrupt but i woke up from a good night's rest with that idea so i had to write it. i'm very happy you enjoyed! 💛
