Eddie doesnât push anal on you very often, only when heâs extremely high and in the mood for it, so the few times that you do agree to do it with him, heâs ecstatic. He always preps you first. Lubes up two of his fingers so he can easily slide them inside your puckering hole and give them multiple scissoring motions to stretch you out and prep you for his even bigger dick ready to deliciously fuck you in an entirely different way. You slowly start growing to love anal so much that you eventually start asking him to fuck you in the ass and sometimes, when youâre extra needy, heâll let you peg him. Heâd only ever submit to you, but that topicâs save for another time.
B- Biting
Eddie loves to bite and loves even more to be bitten. Whether itâs his throat, shoulders, nipples, abs, hips, whatver; wherever you can sink your teeth into while heâs fucking you into oblivion or when youâre innocently cuddled up on the couch, heâll happily accept with an approving groan every time. Eddie loves it when you litter his neck with hickeys, leaving behind multiple love bites for you to lick and poke later, murmuring a âyouâre all mineâ as your fingers lightly prod against each one lined across the length of his neck. Your hidden possessive side always gets to him, sends blood straight to his cock which ultimately results in him fucking you into oblivion and marking you up with his love bites. Which Sweetheart... his are everywhere.
C- Cum eating
If anyone were to ask Eddie what his favorite meal of the day is, his immediate answer would be the mixture of yours and his cum from inside your recently creampied pussy. Thereâs nothing like the salty sweet taste of your mixed cum coating Eddieâs tongue while he has it buried inside you and eating you for everything youâre worth, overstimulating you to the point that it triggers an Earth shattering orgasm that has you cumming on his tongue even more. He laps up every drop with such animalistic growls that the vibrations from them alone go right to your sensitive core, soon having your thighs clenching hard around his head as his name leaves your throat with choked cries of pleasure.
D- Deepthroating
One thing Eddie absolutely loves about the first time you went down on him, he didnât even have to ask for you to deepthroat him. You just went ahead and did it all on your own accord, which threw him off for a moment and had him moaning profanities at his ceiling. Now that Eddie knows youâre comfortable deepthroating him, he uses it to his advantage to throat fuck you until your cheeks are soaked with mascara stained tears and your eyes are rolled to the back of your head. Thereâs just something about the feeling of being so far down your throat that he needs to feel it at least twice a day. And he loves controlling the movements of your head using the firm grip on the hair he has fisted between his fingers, pushing your head down while he bucks his hips forward simultaneously, forcing you to take all of his throbbing length down your throat with his every thrust.
E- Easy access
The first time you hung out with Eddie wearing a skirt with nothing underneath, he thought nothing of it. Thought maybe it was one of your ways of showing him you were needy for him that day, but then you started doing it every day after that, clouding his mind with pervy thoughts of all the places he could easily bend you over and fuck you like the filthy little slut of his that you are. The more you do it, the lesser Eddieâs self control becomes, and it gets to the point where all those pervy thoughts of his start turning into actions. Heâll find the perfect moments to pull you aside and fuck you against the nearest surface that he can find at the time, whether it be at his trailer, in the drama room bent over his throne after cleaning up after a Hellfire campaign, or anywhere in public he can get away with it. Youâre giving him easy access, so heâs going to use it to his advantage.
F- Fingering
One of Eddieâs favorite sights while he finger fucks you is the mere way your jaw falls whenever he uses all three of his ringed fingers, pressing the chunky metal into your fluttering walls and eliciting high pitched whines from your parted lips. He knows you have a thing for his rings and he loves how your pussy so easily swallows them up when he sends his fingers knuckle deep inside of you, scissoring the three digits and crooking them against your g-spot in ways that have your thighs trembling from the stimulation. You never last long when Eddie fingers you with his left hand in particular, and him being so desperate to bring you to orgasm wonât stop sucking on your sweet bundle of nerves while his fingers drive in and out of you until youâre drenching them and his face in your release.
G- Gagging
Eddie absolutely gets off on gagging you, whether itâs with his fingers, his cock, or a ball gag if heâs feeling kinky. His favorite though, is using his fingers after heâs finished making you cum multiple times on them. Sticking them in your mouth to make you suck them clean before he shoves them toward the back of your throat to trigger your gag reflex. The way your eyes roll back with a choked moan around his fingers makes his cock twitch and he loves how willing you are to let him do it as often as he pleases. Perks of having a girlfriend who loves to be choked and gagged.
H- Handcuffs
Eddie doesnât have handcuffs on his wall for decoration. Oh no, he uses them on you constantly. Whether itâs by handcuffing your arms behind your back while he throat fucks you to tears with an unrelenting hold on your hair or by restraining you to his bed so you canât touch him while he has his fun with you. And if you do anything remotely upsetting to Eddie, he uses the handcuffs against you. Theyâre mainly used for his pleasure, not yours. Even smart mouthing him in the middle of an argument will result in you handcuffed to his bed with no way to touch yourself while he sits there and edges you, reminding you that a smart mouth gets you nowhere.
I- Ice play
Eddie enjoys watching the way your nipples harden when he trails ice cubes along the length of your naked body, starting from the pulse points of your throat, down the middle of your chest and around the curve of your breasts, down the length of your sides, then back in towards the tip of your mound, bringing the cold melting cubes to a stop at your clit where he presses them against your heated bundle of nerves hard. Your gaspy cries in response tug a Cheshire Cat like grin to his features, feeding into the carnal desire he feels at how responsive you are to him. Heâll never get enough of it.
J- Jacking off
Eddie is a perv, heâs jacking off at least three times a day, and thinking of you every time. Sometimes even pulling out one of the many Polaroids youâve taken for him and stroking himself until heâs blowing his load all over it, licking off his salty seed with a guttural groan, his eyes lustblown as he gently traces a finger down the naked image of you before pressing a kiss to it, murmuring a âcanât wait to actually cum on you later, my pretty girl.â. When Eddie does jack himself off til he cums all over your tummy and exposed pussy, heâs doing it with deep grunts and growls of how good you are for him and how pretty youâre gonna look painted with his cum, even adding in how cumming all over you is much better than just cumming on a picture of you. You know heâs a perv, but that has you clenching hard every time.
K- Kissing
Itâs all teeth and tongue when kissing Eddie. He has his tender moments when itâs appropriate, but any other time his kisses are so heated that it has you endlessly moaning into his mouth while he swallows every one. He loves to hold your throat or grab you by the jaw when he kisses you, inserting his dominance over you whether itâs in private or around others. He doesnât care, heâll kiss you however he wants to kiss you, no matter where you may be at the time. Youâre his girl and he wants other people to know it, no matter how unappealing the kiss may be to them.
L- Licking
There is not a spot on your body where Eddie hasnât had his tongue at some point, having made it his mission to trail his tongue along every inch of your body no matter how long it takes him, mostly done during intimate moments while his cock is stuffed all the way inside you, licking at your face, jaw, and neck or the shell of your ear when he mumbles filthy praises of how good you taste all over. Or when his fingers mercilessly press against your sweetest of spots while he licks from your foot along the length of your bent leg toward your inner thigh, ending at your clit where he swirls his tongue in circles and triggers an orgasm that has you creaming around his fingers, his tongue greedily lapping it up as he groans into you.
M- Manhandling
Eddie was thrilled the first time you requested he throw you against a wall and fuck you like a whore, the idea of manhandling you and treating you like nothing but a fuckable human ragdoll only a measely pervy fantasy of his until you brought it up. Now he finds himself grabbing you with rough grasps at random to force bend you over the nearest surface and relentlessly tease you with his clothed erection until youâre begging him to fuck you. Earning growled âyouâre such a cockwhoreâ âmy filthy cockwhoreâ âso fucking needy for my cock all the timeâ as he frees his length from his pants, yanking you backwards against his chest by a not so gentle tug on your hair while he lines himself up and pushes into your beckoning cunt with a single hard thrust that has him splitting you open and deliciously hitting your cervix all at once.
N- Nipple play
Pierce your nipples for Eddie and heâs a goner because he already enjoys playing with your nipples as it is. With pierced nipples? Heâs ravenous. Flicking his tongue against the metal piercings and sucking your nipples into his mouth with hungry groans. When heâs got one nipple in his mouth the other is being pinched and pulled by hefty fingers, pulling sweet mewls from your lips that has his cock hardening more than it already is. He knows how sensitive your nipples are and he loves even more listening to the sounds you make when heâs not so gentle with them.
O- Overstimulation
Giving you orgasm after orgasm until youâre basically a panting, melted puddle on his bed beneath him is one of Eddieâs favorite things to do. Watching you squirm and whimper beneath his hold at the overwhelming feeling of the vibrator heâs mercilessly pressing to your clit, sometimes almost bringing you to the point of passing out from the overstimulation. He only let it get to that point once, but that time was an accident and when you didnât wake up until an hour later, no matter how much he tried to slap and shake you awake, even seeing the rise of your chest to show you were still alive, he vowed to never let it happen again. He keeps eye out for the warning signs now, immediately pulling the vibrator away when he notices your eyes getting droopy. As much as Eddie loves to overstimulate you, he never wants to go through that again. He loves you too much to do it to you more than once.
P- Polaroids
Yeah, I think itâs pretty clear by now that you take naked photos for Eddie. How could you not? He worships your body every chance he gets. Whether it be by gentle brushes of his hand against some part of your body, if itâs your ass, tits, or thighs he gives those a nice firm squeeze of appreciation, or the moaned praises in your ear of how youâre the most flawless girl heâs ever laid eyes on, how good you feel wrapped around him in every way possible. His mouth and hands work magic on your body whenever he shows and tells you how he loves every inch of it, so of course youâre going to gift him with tons of Polaroids of you spread out naked for him, some masturbation photos thrown in for good measure. You want to please your boyfriend every way that you can.
Q- Quickies
If you could already tell quickies are a thing with Eddie, let me at least explain how quickies are with him. Considering heâs constantly got easy access, if at any point during your time out together in Hawkins he feels the need to be inside you, heâll get what he wants. Some random guy checking you out at the mall? There he goes dragging you into the nearest store to grab a bunch of random things for you to try on so he can stuff your panties in your mouth while he fucks you against the wall length mirror on the changing room wall growling how the men that check you out will never fuck you like this. Overhearing the new guy at school make a lewd comment about you while youâre giving a presentation in class and pulling you into a janitors closet soon after class ends so he can mark your throat with hickeys and fill you with his cum to mark his territory. Or even getting ice cream at the fair and instantly hardening at the way your tongue drags along the long swirl of chocolate and vanilla ice cream that he drags you to the woods nearby to throat fuck you and growling at how creamy it feels with ice cream coating your throat.
R- Role reversal
Youâre the one that brought the switch side of Eddie to life, shining light on a subby side he never acknowledged a day in his life. The minute he laid eyes on you not only was he thinking of everything he would do to you, but how heâd let you do anything to him. Which brings us back to the pegging. Eddie didnât hesitate in agreeing to you pegging him when you brought it up for the first time, having read in a porn magazine once that pegging felt good for men and he highkey wanted to experience it for himself. The thing that gets him the most while youâre roughly fucking him from behind with a strap on are your seductive muses of âyeah that feels good, huh Eds?â âyou feel how deep I am inside you? wish I could feel how tight youâre clenching around my fake dick. bet it feels so fucking good.â, and that on top of his long strokes around his own cock send him spiraling into orgasmic bliss.
S- Slapping
The only time Eddie lays a hand on you is during rough sex, one hand wrapped firm around your throat to hold your head in place while the other lays a few good slaps to your cheek as you prompted him to. He only ever slaps your face when asked or when heâs lost in his dominant headspace. Mostly his unprompted slaps are to your tits, thighs, ass and pussy. Yeah, Eddie is a pussy slapper. He loves the way you squeal and buck against his hand whenever he lays a punishing smack to it, giving a few smoothing rubs with his fingers before slapping your folds harder. Heâs gotten you off multiple times just by slapping you on the pussy right where it stimulates your nerve endings the most.
T- Toys
Eddieâs got a box full of toys that he keeps under his bed to use on you, mostly vibrating devices and that one toy he bought that suctions to your clit for the most mindblowing clitoral stimulation youâve ever experienced. He refuses to use dildos on you for the sole fact that his dick alone is enough for you, but you donât mind that one bit. Nothing will ever compare the feeling of Eddie wrecking your insides with his very real, very pornographic cock. One toy Eddie enjoys above all the rest are the vibrating panties he sometimes makes you wear out in public. Feeding off the sense of control he has over your body while playing with the intensity of the vibrations, cock pulsating in his jeans with every clench of your thighs and whimper you let out, eyes only growing darker and hungrier when you start to lose stability in your legs.
U- Uniform play
The first time you showed up to Eddieâs trailer dressed in a naughty nurse costume after him telling you he called out of school because he was âsick as a dogâ, he nearly busted in his jeans on sight. Of course he wasnât sick. You knew it was a blatant lie the moment he told you, considering you were with him the night before and he was as healthy as can be, so you decided to skip school yourself to âtake care of himâ. And it was from that point forward that Eddie was begging you to dress up for him more often, really enjoying fucking you in such scandalous little outfits. The one that took the cake was the police woman uniform you showed up in to âbust him for selling drugsâ, you not getting an inkling of a second in to âarrest himâ before he was bending you over his bed and fucking you from behind growling out how heâll change your mind real quick.
V- Voyeurism
Oh it is obvious by now that Eddie gets off at seeing your naked body, and even more so at watching you pleasure yourself right in front of him. Just watching your fingers swiftly rubbing circles into your clit before theyâre being shoved inside your dripping core to curl against your sweet spots while your other hand plays with your tits with pleased cries of his name has his cock throbbing and leaking of precum. Of course Eddie being Eddie, he doesnât last long watching you play with yourself and has to make you cum himself, wanting to feel you clench and cum hard around him not your own fingers.
W- Wax play
Eddie always insists on being buried inside you when he pours hot wax all over you chest and belly, wanting to feel the way your warm walls squeeze hard around his length when the hot liquid drips and hardens on your skin. He tells you itâs because he enjoys being cockwarmed while he plays with you, but in reality itâs because he enjoys it so much that he plans on fucking you the more and harder you start clenching around him from the amount of wax heâs pouring onto you. Most of the time Eddie spells his name out with the droplets of wax, but youâre always so cockdrunk with him buried inside you that it barely registers in your brain.
X- X-rays
Eddieâs fucked up quite a few times, but heâs never quite fucked up like the time he lost one of the four vibrating bullets he shoved inside your poor, unsuspecting cunt during one of his overstimulation antics, which resulted in his smug ass driving you to the ER to get an x-ray done so they could find and remove the device. You were mortified having to explain your situation to the doctors and nurses, but they were quick to reassure you that theyâve pulled much worse out of other people. And again, Eddie being Eddie, he slipped one of the nurses a $50 bill from one of his recent drug deals asking if she could make a copy of the x-ray to bring home. Of course Eddie being his charming self, he easily convinced the nurse in doing so and now he has a framed picture of your x-ray from that day sitting right on his bedside table.
Y- Yummy treats
The yummy treats are your tits whenever Eddie smothers them in layers of whipped cream and your tummy when he covers it in zigzags of chocolate syrup, eagerly licking it all up with deep groans of satisfaction and a rock of his hardening cock against his mattress. He loves it when you ask to suck chocolate syrup of his cock after heâs done licking you clean and never denies you your request, seeing how lustblown and hungry your eyes become at the idea of having him in your mouth with the taste of chocolatey goodness to add onto his already delicious member.
Z- Zippers
Eddie has a thing for zippers. Mainly zipping and unzipping your dress or skirt when youâre getting ready or just getting home from one of your Friday or Saturday nights out. The sound of the zippers undoing has got to be his favorite, though. Especially after a night out where he knows youâre wearing absolutely nothing under your clothes, which has him almost on the verge of insanity the entire time youâre out together because as much as he wants to drag you away for a quickie, he canât due to the other company you have along with you. The moment you do get home though, your zipperâs being undone faster than you can comprehend it, dress thrown side and youâre soon pressed against the wall and stuffed so full of his cock that you donât last long at all.
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"Donât give me that look, sweetheart. You were the one begging for it. Telling me how much you wanted to feel me, on repeat like a record, and I gave you what you wanted. Didn't I princes?."
"You told me to fill your pussy up, told me you wanted every drop worth of my cum. That wasnât me twisting your arm. No, that was you grabbing my wrist and pulling me deeper because you needed my cock. Isn't that right, kitten?"
"And now what? Youâre getting all shy on me? Câmon, baby, you can't keep up your innocent act anymore. You know good girls let their partners cum inside of them, and you wanna be my good girl, don't you, darling?"
"Yeah. You did. You begged for it. So donât pretend this wasnât your idea, this was all you. I'm just giving you what you wanted. So, what do you say, huh? Use your manners, baby girl. Say thank you."
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Fare, you dirty dogđ Leaving me little lust letters in my inbox...bad girlđââïž
I was just writing dialogue samples for that idea we were talking about. But I will gladly take the shameless plug of love and support. I am a bad girl. đ«Š
just thinking about going to the bar with eddie and his friends and teasing him all night. rubbing your foot up his leg under the table, rubbing his thigh a little to close to his bulge, letting your lips linger a little too long when you kiss him. he finally gets fed up and tells his friends youâre going out for a smoke as he drags you by your wrist outside. he takes you to the side of the building and pushes you against the wall, his hand having a tight grip around your throat.
âyou really think i donât know what youâre trying to do? and in front of our friends? youâre just a little slut, huh?â
all you can do is moan in response as he shoves his hand down your pants and starts rubbing your clit harshly.
âcanât speak?â you shake your head as you throw it back against the wall. âyouâre fucking in for it tonight.â
having that feeling upon making an attempt to return where I'm questioning why anybody would wanna read anything I write. there's so many other good fics out there, why would anybody read the shit I'm struggling to writeđ§ââïž
Stop doubting yourself, even if saying that makes me a hypocrite because I do the same thing, you are amazing and you have a special way of writing that only you can do. You're special. Never take that for granted. It's okay to have a block, but never forget that your work makes you and us happy. đ
perv! eddie who knows your steves girlfriend but that doesnt stop him from attending the harrington pool party, going into steves room to grab your used panties and hold them to his face while he watches you in your bikini through the upstairs window.
Steve's Girl
Perv!Eddie Munson x Reader, Steve Harrington x Reader
Summary: Itâs unfair. Itâs simply unfair that Eddie has to exist in your presence while youâre not hisâwhile youâre Steveâs. Itâs especially unfair when youâre wearing next to nothing, and consistently on the verge of a wardrobe malfunction with the way your boyfriend canât keep his hands off you.
Word Count: 4.6k
Warnings: 18+ MDNI!!! perv!Eddie this, perv!Eddie that, but now get ready for: gross!perv!Eddie, masturbation, cumming in pants, panty sniffing, panty licking, Eddieâs a little gross fr, drinking, alexa play Jessie's Girl by Rick Springfield, yearning, Eddie being a peeping tom, every body is a bikini body, reader is described to have breasts that have a little jiggle to em and spill out to the sides when chest down, Eddieâs pretty delusional ngl, allusions to sex, lmk if I missed anything!
A/N: Anon, you awakened something with this idea, so give yourself a pat on the back. Also, I took some creative liberties, of course. Canât believe this fic already has 1k+ notes. The people yearn for perv!Eddie, I guess. Luckily, I come bearing gifts. Also also, in that post, I said I couldnât write more than a blurb for all the perv!Eddie requests, but here we are. Mind you, this is the second one Iâve written. If I keep writing those requests like actual fics, weâre gonna be chewing on perv!Eddie for a while. Go read Entropy!!! I worked very hard on it.Â
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Eddie couldnât take it anymoreâespecially after the last time Steve tossed you into the water, your screaming, flailing body nearly flashing everyone when your bikini top came undone upon your violent landing. You breached the surface, sputtering coughs, your hair slicked back from the weight of the water. One hand clutched the strings on your chest, haphazardly holding the little triangles in place as you struggled to maintain your modesty, splashing your boyfriend in punishment.
âSteve! Stop!â
Your whining drawl sent shockwaves through Eddieâs body. You werenât mewling his name, but just hearing the tone youâd probably use nearly sent him into cardiac arrest. Not to mention the way you werenât doing a very good job of hiding your breasts as they spilled out of the top. From his perch in the shallow end, he could tell they were suppleâand heâd die to feel the weight of them in his hands.
So he had to leave. Of course he had to leave.Â
Thereâs no hiding an erection in the thin material that makes up his swim trunks. Even if he did what he usually does when youâre around and tucked it up into his waistband, the imprint would still show. Plus, with his lack of a shirt, the thick, ruddy tip would be peeking out.
Heâd be mortified if somebody saw how hard he was, but itâd be even more embarrassing if they saw how leaky his cock was. For Steve âThe Hairâ Harringtonâs girlfriend, of all people.Â
Eddie already felt like he was on thin ice just being Steveâs friend, considering how popular the guy once was in high schoolâand how painfully unpopular Eddie had been. Itâs a miracle they even became friends, but Dustin Henderson has an uncanny ability of bringing strangers together. However, if the guy knew how much Eddieâs been perving on his girlfriend, itâd be over for him
So, without any flimsy excuses, he slips out of the pool, quietly sneaking away as you and Nancy giggle at the childish splash fight between Jonathan and Steve. Swiping a colorful beach towel from the top of the pile on the nearest sun-lounger, Eddie hurries inside, carefully sliding the glass door shut behind him.
A shiver runs down his spine at the sudden shift in temperatureâfrom the sweltering summer heat to the chilling blast of A/C in Steveâs giant home. Waddling away from the door, the towel wrapped tightly around his hips, he peeks into the kitchen, noting the mess of red Solo cups and pizza boxes left behind from earlier.
A shriek pulls his attention to the window over the kitchen sink. Entranced, Eddie stops to watch as you use Nancyâs shoulders to launch yourself upward, your upper body rising out of the water, sunlight dancing across your wet skin. His mouth parts slightly in awe, his vision narrowing to the way the water slides down your body, tracing terrain heâs only ever dreamed of touching.Â
The close placement of your hands on her slender shoulders, combined with the slight forward lean of your body as you struggle to find balance in the air, pushes your breasts togetherânearly spilling out of your flimsy top again. His cock is throbbing, and he can almost feel the precum pulsing out of his tip in a steady rhythmâin perfect tune with your laugh.
Another shout breaks him from his reverie as he realizes you're tryingâsuccessfullyâto shove the poor girl underwater. An amused huff escapes him as a ghost of a smile pulls at his lips.Â
You're unlike any woman he's ever met. Ever since Steve introduced you to himâclaiming you as his girlfriend right away, almost as if afraid your alluring charm might infect another manâEddie's been enamored. Heâs been infected. Everything you do is like watching a fallen angel walk among men, pretending to be just another girl.
Glancing from your attempted-drowning-turned-water-fight to the other guys, Eddie notices Steve pulling himself out of the pool. The glass door doesnât muffle much sound, so the last thing he hears before fleeing upstairs is your idle exchange with Steve as the man approaches it.
âWill you get me another one, too? Also, where the hell did Eddie go?â
âHeâs probably in the bathroom or something. And, yeah, gimme your koozie.â
Taking the carpeted stairs two at a time, Eddie moves quickly, hoping to avoid being seen by Steve. Thereâs no way he can go back downstairs until he deals with the situation in his pants. Wishing it away is pointless. If heâs going to spend the day around you, itâs bound to come backâagain and againâuntil he does something to relieve the tension.
Slipping into the first room he finds, he realizes very quickly itâs Steveâs bedroom. Thereâs gnarly-looking wallpaper, a poster of a mysterious hot woman, some random sports medals, and polaroids of you on the mirror attached to the dresser. Gently closing the door behind him, Eddie unwraps the towel from his body. About to chuck it into the laundry basket in the closet, he stops when he notices a pair of womenâs panties on the top of the nearly-full basket.Â
His eyes donât stray from their target as he alters his original course, tossing the wet towel onto Steveâs neatly made bed instead. The quiet thump of the soaked fabric goes unnoticed as he shuffles closer to the hamper, utterly enthralledâlike heâs been enchanted by the mere possibility of catching your scent, your essence.
With a reverence akin to that of a holy man cradling a sacred relic, he gently picks up the panties, noting the faint, dried white-ish stain on the gusset. His cautious gaze flicks toward the closed bedroom door, ears straining for any sound from downstairsâany hint of a distraction. Only once he hears Steveâs muffled voice calling your name and the slam of the glass door sliding shut does he exhale, relief softening his shoulders.
Slowly, Eddie brings the underwear to his face, shoving his nose against the stiff fabric of the crotch. His eyes roll back as he takes a big whiff, knees almost buckling at the heady scent. A strained groan tumbles past his lips; his cock jumps in his thin swim shorts, almost in recognitionâlike it knows your scent, like itâs had the pleasure of being this close to you before.Â
Holding the panties to his face, Eddieâs parted mouth softly brushes against the hardened discharge. The feel of you on his lips has him sucking in a stuttering breath, his cock flexing and leaking another dribble of precum.Â
Addicted to the texture and musky smell, he bobs his head against the gusset, repeatedly running his lips over the stain. An idea pops into his mind, and not a single part of him tries to stop what he does next.Â
Tentatively, Eddie lets his tongue slip past his parted lips, giving a small lick to the stain.Â
âOh, god. Oh, fâfuck,â he groans, his voice stuttering.Â
His abdomen contracts as he feels his cock jumping in his shorts. Warmth spreads through his body and it feels like all his cum is rushing right up to the tip, desperate to be released. One more lickâmore certain and needy this timeâsends him over the edge. Eddie shoves your underwear harder into his face, like he could live in your scent, like youâd become real in front of himâyour legs spread as he devours your soaked cunt, reveling in your mewling moans, the tone the same as he heard earlier.
A muffled whine escapes his throat as his hips jerk with need, aching to be inside what he can only imagine feels like heavenâafter all, you are an angel. Every nerve in his body goes up in flames, the clenching in his abdomen feels like a ball of fire tumbling around. Whimpers leave his breathy lips as his length jerks violently, unhappily constrained in his shorts, with very little relief. But the lack of stimulation doesnât stop his orgasmâhe has your intoxicating scent to thank for that.Â
Ropes of cum shoot out of his throbbing tip, joining the chlorine in soaking his shorts. Unable to stop himself, Eddie continues to rub his nose and mouth against your dirty underwear, relishing the closeness he feels to you.Â
The ecstasy doesnât last long, though. As quick as it came, his orgasm fizzles out after a few strong aftershocks that leave him shivering. Another stuttering breath escapes his lips as he tries to control his breathing.Â
Once heâs fully come down, he pulls the underwear away from his face, already missing your scent. His softening cock twitches in his wet shorts, covered in cum. The sensation isnât as uncomfortable as orgasming in dry clothingâEddie would know, youâve been plaguing him for a while. Before you, he had never experienced the humiliating euphoria of cumming in his underwear. But now, well, itâs almost a weekly occurrence. So heâs not fazed by the sticky situation.
Suddenly, Eddie remembers the polaroids of you stuck to the mirror. He meant to go look at those after disposing of his towel, but then he got distracted by the one thing that has made him feel the most delusionally close to you since he bought the same perfume you use.Â
Shoving the panties into his pocket, he hopes the chlorine smell doesnât overpower your natural scentâhe needs it like he needs air. He picks up the towel, throwing it into the basket before turning toward the mirror.Â
When he sees the photos of your beautiful face, it feels like his heart has grown wings, fluttering throughout his chest. Some of them have Steve in them, but he doesnât even noticeâhe only sees you.Â
One polaroid shows you in a bikini similar to the one that caused him to flee the party, and the sight makes his cock twitch again. He can feel warmth blooming low in his gut as he takes in the other photos. Some of them are posed, others candid, but all of them capture your effervescent smile. Eddieâs convinced the shine of your grin could solar power all of New York City. He knows it.Â
He hovers there for a bit, just admiring your face, your bodyâthe laugh he can almost hear through the pictures. Without thinking, he palms himself, ignoring the slight squish caused by his earlier actions. He canât help himself, you ignite something salacious and uncontrolled inside himâsomething insatiable.Â
A nagging, logical voice stops him, though. He canât do this again. He already doesnât know what heâs going to do about his soiled swim trunksâhe canât just go back into the pool after this. Heâs gross, but heâs not that gross. Although, the thought of you practically bathing in his cum does cause the blood from his brain to rush south. His seed could make its way inside you and you wouldnât even knowâŠÂ
But he wonât. He canât. So he forces his hand off his aching, nearly fully hard length. If he canât touch himself, he canât keep looking at these photos of youâtheyâre certainly not helping him develop any self-control. Maybe he could swipe them for later? No, he canât do that. That would surely bring about suspicion, especially if Steve finds out Eddie was in his room.
Refraining from stealing the photos, he moves on to poking through his friendâs belongings, hoping the distraction will calm him down. Next to the dresser is a bedside table, and Eddie is nothing if not nosy, so he opens the top drawer.
What he finds makes him let out a huff of laughterâclassic Steve. Inside, thereâs a half-used bottle of lotion suspiciously placed next to a nudie magazine. Eddie lets out an appreciative hum when he notes how eerily similar the model's facial features are to yours. Been there, he thinks.Â
Picking up the magazine, he flips through it. His movements are halted, however, when something falls out from between the well-loved pages. Dropping the magazine back into the open drawer, Eddie crouches down to pick up what had fallen. Shock floods his system when he realizes itâs another polaroid of you. But not just any polaroid. This one was hidden for good reason.
All the photos of you made his heart skip beats, but itâs this last one that stops his heart altogether. Choking on his breath, Eddieâs fully hard again in a matter of seconds. His shaking hand holds the photo close to his face, brows pinched in concentration as he observes every single detailâsearing the image of you into his brain.
There you are, in all your naked gloryâwell, at least the top half of your naked gloryâleaning back on your elbows, gazing right into the lens of the camera, a hypnotic, wicked smirk on your face.Â
Itâs not just the sight of your bare breasts that have Eddieâs abdomen twitching, length pulsing with needâthough, that is a huge part of it. Heâs been dreaming of what you might look like naked for as long as heâs known youâpart of him wonders if heâs been thinking about it even before you came barreling into his life with your saccharine voice and twinkling eyes.
But itâs whatâs on you that makes his brain short-circuit.Â
Upon closer inspection, Eddie can very clearly make out a white-ish liquid spread over you in thin, uneven streaks.Â
âOh, f-fuck me⊠Oh my god,â he groans, palming his painfully erect cock as it stands at attention in his flimsy swim shorts.Â
He canât stop shaking his head as he stares at the photo, in utter disbelief at the massive find. Certain this is what discovering the Holy Grail or the Fountain of Youth would feel like, he wants to run a victory lap in celebration.
His swollen tip leaks some more as he continues to admire the photo. Youâre the only thing in frame, your breasts covered in the alluring substance, allowing for maximum delusion. Eddie can vividly imagine itâs his spend covering you, claiming you, marking you as his. But itâs not just that. Itâs not just your breasts.
Itâs your face too. Jerking forward, he almost loses it at the realization that you have cum all over your face. That, paired with the sultry look in your eyes, causes him to hurriedly shove his shorts beneath his stiff cock, freeing him to touch himself to your visage.
Wrapping his large hand around his girthy length, he marvels at the way you always get him rock-hard. Already sensitive from his last orgasm, his hips snap at the sudden stimulation. Throwing his head back, Eddie closes his eyes as he imagines itâs your hand gripping him so tightly. Thankfully, heâs stared at the polaroid long enough that the image now blazes against the backs of his eyelids.
âFâFuck, oh, shit, sweetheart.â
He opens his eyes and returns his focus to the photo, drawn again to your gaze as he drags his hand up and down his length. Precum is oozing out of his tip in a steady stream, but itâs not enough lubricant. He needs to feel like heâs inside you. He needs to imagine fucking your soaked cunt while he stares lovingly into your eyes.Â
Reaching down with his cum soaked hand, Eddie pumps some of Steveâs lotion into his palm. Closing his fingers around the chilled glob, he attempts to warm it up. But Eddieâs feeling impatient, so he hurriedly grips himself again, hissing at the slight shiver the difference in temperature causes.Â
In no time, thanks to his rapidly stroking fist, the makeshift-lube warms up, allowing him to live in the hypnotic delusion that itâs your slick, greedy walls sliding around him. Panting hoarse breaths in between needy whimpers, he fucks his hand with unbridled enthusiasm.Â
A professional masturbator at this point, Eddie makes sure to give himself pulsing squeezes, imitating what he knows your pussy would feel like. The way youâd suck him in, strangling his cock in a vice grip, milking every last drop of cum from his heavy balls.Â
His violent thrusts causes a lewd schlick schlick schlick sound to carry throughout the room, bouncing from wall-to-wall. Almost at his peak, Eddieâs hips stutter, his rhythm dropping to languid strokes when he hears it. It takes him a moment to realize heâs not imagining it.Â
âUnh, unh, mmm. Unh, ugh!â
Fuck.
That sounds exactly likeâŠ
His ears perk up as he looks toward the only window in Steveâs room. Heâs not close enough to see out, but when the intoxicating melody floats up once again, permeating the glass and making sweet love to his ears, he shuffles over, needing to know if itâs really what he hears.
And it is.
Below the window, Eddie can see the entire poolâand inside it, you.Â
The grunting, whining, and moaning are all coming from you as you sit atop Steveâs shoulders, his large hands pressing into your soft thighs, pinning you in place. The shrieks Eddie is actively tuning out are coming from Nancy, perched on Jonathanâs shoulders with the same firm grip securing her in the air. The two pairs are in the water, about five feet apart, shuffling back and forth as you and Nancy cling to each otherâs forearms, each trying to knock the other down into the water.
Eddieâs jaw is agape as he watches you go from laughing one second to moaning in exertion the next. Who knew an innocent game of chicken fight could elicit such obscene noises from you?Â
Heâs not upset by the noise or the distraction. In fact, this is really working for him. You sound exactly how he always imagined youâd soundâmaybe a little more shrill with all the near-screaming, but heâs sure he could make you hit that pitch as well.
Leaning a shoulder against the wall, Eddie faces the window, watching the way your breasts jiggle in your string bikini. Taking himself in another firm grip, he starts a slow, deliberate pace, almost entranced by your messy movements and the borderline pornographic sounds emanating from your sinful lips.Â
His breath catches in his throat as he swipes his thumb over his sensitive tip, whining at the way he wishes he could shoot his load deep inside of you. The sight of your bare thighs spreadâregardless of the fact that itâs around Steveâs neckâhas his hips jerking forward, thrusting haphazardly into his warm, slick palm. If he could get you to spread your thighs like that for him, heâd certainly make it worth your while. Youâd be so full and satisfied, heâd make sure of it.
The things heâd do to you, if he only had the chanceâŠ
His thoughts, your sounds, the photo in his handâthey all add up to the most mind-numbing, all-consuming orgasm heâs ever had. He thought he peaked at your panties, but this is different. Seeing you in the type of position he only ever dreamed of sends him over the edge, imaging himself covering you in his hot load.Â
Eddieâs actions match his fantasy as he thinks about how heâd furiously fuck his fist, hovering over you, his balls pulling taut to his body, in perfect position to cum all over your face and chestâjust like his new favorite photo of you. Unfortunately, heâs too absorbed in his movements, trapped in a lustful staring contest with your image, to notice the shouting from outside has ceased, the water now calm in its emptiness.
One more firm tug at his stiff cock has him spilling all over his hand, the polaroid, and the windowsill. Hot, thick ropes of his spend shoot out, landing with the same disordered grace as the photo, fueling his already perverted delusions.
After a few languid strokes, drawing out every last straggling spurt, Eddie sucks in a stuttering breath, releasing it in a low, pleasured groan. His shoulders sag with reliefâhe needed this. He needed to find this photo, he needed to hear your moans, he needed to sniff your panties, and he needed to touch himself to all of those things.Â
Heâs not even shocked at how much cum there isâyou always get the biggest loads out of him. He wishes you knew that, maybe youâd be flattered.Â
As waves of aftershocks send him shuddering, he glances down at the window, only now realizing the consequences of his actions.Â
Fuck, he needs to clean this up.Â
About to set the polaroid down, he takes one more peek. The sight before him makes his softening cock twitch. The photo is covered in his cumâyouâre covered in his cum. Itâs almost like that really is his massive load in the pictureâŠ
Shit, thatâs going to haunt his wet dreams for months to come.Â
Not quite ready to part with his new favorite findâhe knows itâs insane, but holding it is the closest heâs ever been to holding youâhe keeps it in his grasp as he stuffs himself back into his damp swim shorts before moving over to the laundry basket. Picking his discarded beach towel up, he heads back to the window, wiping the cum off the glass and the wooden sil.
Heâs about to toss the towel into the laundry again when the bedroom door suddenly slams open, laughter filtering into the room. Eddieâs head snaps up in shock, wide eyes watching as Steve stumbles in, clearly tipsy, with you close behind. Scrambling to hide any evidence of his endeavors, he shoves the soiled photograph into his pocketâright alongside your used panties.
Thankful his shorts are still damp, covering up any possible stains from earlier, he freezes in place, waiting to be seen. Not that he thinks Steveâs eagle-eyed enough to notice, but he tries to discreetly hide the cum-covered towel behind his figure.Â
Despite the fear thrumming through his veins, Eddieâs heart flutters at the sound of your drunken giggles. A smile nearly pulls at his lips as he watches you grab for your boyfriend, trying to steady your wobbly legs. Youâre always so clingy when youâre inebriatedâhe wishes youâd cling to him instead.Â
Your unsteady movements seem to be too much for your bikini to handle; your breasts bounce and jiggle without proper support. He has to force his gaze away from your chest when Steve lets out a questioning sound, finally noticing him hovering by the bedroom window.
âEddie? What the hell are you doing in here? Jon and Nance already left.âÂ
Eddie gulps as he watches Steve lazily glance around his room, probably trying to see if anything is out of place. The stolen panties and photo burn a hole in his pocket, but he refuses to give himself away. If Steve wants his dirty picture back, heâs going to have to claw it from Eddieâs cold, dead hands.Â
He struggles to come up with a believable lie, then remembers how you and Steve have been pounding drinks all day under the hot sun, barely touching water. Even if the way you both fumbled into the room didnât give it away, heâd still logically assume you were at least a little impaired. The thought lets some of the tension ease out of his body. He doesnât need a foolproof excuseânot with the fool doing the interrogating.
âUhâŠI got lost,â he shrugs, wide brown eyes flitting between your half-naked body and Steveâs glazed-over look.
Letting out a grunt of acknowledgment, Steve reaches behind him and grabs a handful of your ass, pushing you in front of him. A shrieking giggle escapes your lips as you let your boyfriend shove you chest-down onto the bed.
Too distracted by the way your swim bottoms have wedged up between your bare cheeks, Steve barely gives Eddie a second look. âWell, get lost, man. We need to change.â
Unable to move from his spot by the window, jealousy burns through Eddieâs chest, flames licking up every limb, turning the festering feeling into molten, toxic sludge in his veins. Judging by his friendâs ravenous, dark gaze, he doubts any more clothing will be put on. His eye twitches as he watches Steve grope the fat of your ass, squeezing and kneading it with a level of brutish incoordination that makes Eddie wonder if youâve ever truly been satisfied by him.Â
Watching as wandering hands spread across your writhing body, a nauseating realization dawns on him: Steve might be so drunk that heâs forgotten his friend is still in the room. Based on what Eddie knows about the guy, he doesnât think Steve is the type to fuck his girlfriend with an audience.Â
And as much as heâd like to watch you in the throes of passion, what he really craves is to be the one making you feel good. So Eddie hurries to the closet, tossing his towel into the hamper, desperate to escape this nightmare. The giggles he loves so dearly now serve as the cruel soundtrack to his unraveling mindâa chilling reminder that youâre not his, like ice water snapping him back to reality.Â
âYeah, sorry. My bad, sâsorry.â
Eddie tries to steal one last longing glance at you, but he's shocked back into looking away when he accidentally meets your hazy eyes. His spent cock twitches in his shorts as he recognizes that lookâitâs the same one from the cum-covered photograph in his pocket. And youâre using it on him.Â
Youâre leering at him with the most fucked-out look in your twinkling irisesâand heâs having trouble breathing now. Eddieâs legs should be movingâshould be carrying him far from this momentâbut your piercing gaze roots him to the floor.
Steve is preoccupied as he leans over you, one knee on the bed, fumbling with the strings on your back, trying to untie your top. He may be drunk, but his fingers are still deft, making quick work of the knot.Â
Eddie swallows hard as he watches the thin trianglesâbarely clinging to your modesty all dayâfinally come down. Youâre still lying on the bed, so all he can really see is the soft swell of your cleavage, spilling to the sides. Time feels like itâs moving at a snailâs pace, but itâs probably only been a second or two since his apology.Â
Thereâs something about the way you look at him that makes time grind to a halt; he feels vulnerable, exposedâsee-through like cellophane. Steveâs dismissal, his complete disregard for Eddieâs presence, makes him feel invisible. But then thereâs you, shining a blaring spotlight on his pale face, pulling him into focusânot just for the world, but for you. Under your microscopic stare, Eddie feels alive. He feels seen.
Better than that, you're practically ignoring your boyfriend, choosing instead to hold Eddie in your hypnotic gaze. Steve has moved on to leaving trailing wet kisses on your back and neck, but you never break your staring contest with him. His knees nearly buckle when your teeth catch your bottom lip, then slowly let it slide freeâa momentary lapse in reality, as you look at him with something wild and unreadable in your eyes.
In a fraction of a second, you free him from his standstillâchopping him down at the base, severing the roots heâs unknowingly sprouted into Steve Harringtonâs floorâall with one small, crooning phrase.
âBye, Eddie.â
Your saccharine voice and lilting tone trick his mind into hearing teasing desire, stirring his cock back to life. Eddie takes one last look, memorizing your debauched form. Voice as sweet as sugar, gaze as wicked as sinâyouâre giving him so much material to touch himself to. He feels like he should send you a fruit basket for all that youâve done for him today.
Giving you a hesitant nod, he forces himself out of the room, but not without bidding you a proper goodbye first. âSee you, sweetheart.â
A/N: Chat, how did we feel about this? Fr?
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"His seed could make its way inside you and you wouldnât even knowâŠ"
"You always get the biggest loads out of him. He wishes you knew that, maybe youâd be flattered."
"If Steve wants his dirty picture back, heâs going to have to claw it from Eddieâs cold, dead hands."
"Steve gropes the fat of your ass, squeezing and kneading it with a level of brutish incoordination that makes Eddie wonder if youâve ever truly been satisfied by him."
Ghost is amazing, go give them some love. âŒïžđ
warnings: public sex, mean dom eddie (my beloved), unprotected piv sex
something something about eddie copying and mocking your moans during sexâŠ
the first time it happens youâve promised to be quiet, but the way heâs rutting into you from behind has the noises pouring out of you at a rate you just canât stop.
and normally eddie wouldnât mind, he loves hearing you.
but in this case you really canât be caught in this position, with your upper half bent over the hellfire table. so his hand is quick to cover your mouth when he pulls you up flush against his chest.
âjust canât keep that pretty mouth of yours shut can you, sweet thing?â
his teeth nip at your ear, the first of many mocking moans tumbling past his lips. while itâs hard for him to reach your exact pitch, that doesnât stop him from trying.
and your body responds by squeezing his cock tighter, the mocking edge of his voice turning you on more than you ever thought possible. your muffled whimpers vibrate against his palm when he presses it more firmly against your mouth.
âoh, you like that donât you?â he chuckles darkly, another mocking noise filling your ears. âlike it when iâm a little mean to you?â
all you can do is nod dumbly, nails digging into his forearm when he suddenly picks up the pace. this new angle has him hitting all your deepest points, and ultimately defeating the purpose of you being quiet as you practically sob against his hand.
âpoor thing⊠just feels too good, huh, baby?â he tuts softly, his other hand slipping between your thighs to circle over your swollen bud before he lands a harsh slap against it.
another muffled cry of his name leaves your lips, body trembling as your meet your end with a sudden intensity that neither of you are quite expecting. when your back eventually slumps against his chest, he removes his hand from your mouth.
the male carefully tilts your chin up to meet his ever darkening gaze.
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Devil Inside
KindaDark!Eddie Munson x Innocent!Reader
A/N: This is not very dark, more like dark!Eddie lite, Iâd say. All he does is a little manipulation; heâs overall very sweet to you. If you want it darker, check this one out.
Smut so good it made the author wet fr, I'm not even kidding lmao. Iâm really excited for you guys to read this, but Iâm trying to prepare myself for low levels of interaction because I fear the label of âdarkâ will turn people awayâno matter how lite I made this. This is my second favorite fic I wrote in my ovulation haze. The nosferatu inspired smut takes first thoâwhich will probably be posted next after this one. Iâve literally thought about this idea for three years. The moment I saw Eddie and Jason on screen, I was like, âI need to read a fic where Eddie manipulates Jasonâs girlfriend into fucking the freakâ
Lastly, this was already written like last week, but Iâm gonna claim this was inspired by Lady Gagaâs Coachella performance of Disease. Do yourself a favor and look it upâif youâre unafraid of horny gay feelings, that is.
Summary: Jason Carver sent his sweet, innocent girlfriend to pick up his âfixâ from the town freakâa big mistake on his part, but a glorious little surprise for Eddie. An even better surprise comes when he finds out you think you have to foot the bill.
Word Count: 3.8k
Warnings: 18+ MDNI!!!! Smut, cheating (not on Eddie), little bit of dark!Eddie, really Eddieâs just a pervy manipulator whoâs kind of in love with you, unprotected anal, slut shaming (the girls of Hawkinsânot reader), porn with very little plot, maybe dubcon but youâre fully consentingâyou just donât know Jason already paid, skewed idea of virginity (the classic: butt sex doesnât count as losing it), virgin!innocent!inexperienced!reader, cream pie in the asssss, Eddie lowkey gets off on your pain but heâs overall very sweet, mentions of drugs and drug dealing, sex in exchange for goods, perv!Eddie, if I missed anything pls lmk
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It wasnât Eddieâs fault that Jason sent his pretty, innocent little girlfriend to collect his weed for him. And it wasnât Eddieâs fault that you didnât know Jason had already paid. Of course, being the sweet angel that you are, when Eddie informed you of the outstanding balance, you fretted over your lack of dollar bills. But Eddieâs a gentleman, heâd never make a lady payâŠin cash, that is.Â
âAnd youâre sure he wonât find out?âÂ
Eddie watches you fiddle with your fingers, then the hem of your skirt. Youâre so worried Jason will somehow find out, but youâd rather risk that than get yelled at for failing to pick up the goods.
âNo, of course not, angel,â he assures, tilting his head to catch your concerned gazeâgod, heâs so hard.Â
âAâAnd itâs notâŠumâŠIâll still be a virgin if we do itâŠâ
A wicked grin spreads across his faceâyou canât even say the words; heâs going to have so much fun with you. Jason shouldâve never trusted The Freak with his girl.Â
âIn the ass?â he supplies, relishing the little flinch you give at his lewd words. âYeah, baby. You knowâŠIâm surprised youâve never heard of it before.âÂ
His light tone eases your worriesâthis is no big deal, just aâŠwell, a deal.
âAll the girls do it âcause they wanna stay virtuous for their future husbands,â he waves his hands in the air, mocking the word âvirtuous.â Yeah, the girls of Hawkins are pretty virtuous. Taking it up the ass six ways to Sundayâthatâll get God to notice them, all right. âJust like you. Youâll still be all proper andâŠintact.âÂ
His cock jumps in his pants at the idea that youâll be any sort of âintactâ once heâs done with you. He feels like a predator luring prey into a trapâheâs never been harder.Â
âOâOkay. As long asâŠI just wanna give it toâŠsomeone I love,â you say shyly, almost embarrassed by the sentiment of saving yourself. Youâre not quite sure if Jason is that someone, but heâs enough company for now.
It takes everything in Eddie not to growl at the way youâre like a little lambâan unblemished fruit, ripe for the taking. Closing the space between you, he peels off his jacket, smirking as your wide eyes follow his every move. Once he lays the material down on the wooden bench of the old picnic table behind you, he gently guides you to kneel on the cushioned spotâyour heart swooning at the realization that he wants you to be comfortable. Heâs so niceâyou really donât understand why Jasonâs always so mean to him.
With a large, warm hand between your shoulder blades, he guides you down to lean onto the table. âHave you ever done anything before, angel?âÂ
Your face heats up at the intrusive question. Despite your current position, the answer feels more revealing. âUmâŠone time I let Jason touch me, bâbut thatâsâthatâs about it.â
With your attention on the naked trees in front of you and the faintest glimpse of the school in the distance, he reacts the way he needs toârolling his eyes back, looking to the sky, and thanking every obscure force and deity for the plentiful bounty they've so delicately placed in his grasp. Collecting himself, Eddie probes you for more information while he gently lifts your pleated skirt to rest on your lower back.
âTouch you where?â he asks, before shoving a white knuckle into his mouth, biting as hard as he can when he sees your pretty pink pantiesâa delicious wet spot right where your gorgeous little hole is, perfectly accentuating your folds.Â
Eddie doesnât expect the haphazard motion you make to your breasts against the wood. He really thought Jason âThe Creepâ Carver wouldâve done more than just grope youâlike make you suck him off or at least finger bang you underneath the bleachers, as is custom amongst your kind.Â
âJust there?âÂ
You nod, âYeah, I didnât really wanna go any further. He was upset at me for a week after thatâŠâÂ
Your soft voice makes Eddie grit his teeth, clenching his jaw at the idea that you didnât let your boyfriend of two years go any further than second base, but youâre going to let the town freak blow through all the bases and fuck your assâthis is the best day of his whole fucking life.Â
âWell, Iâm sure heâll be very happy with you when you bring âim his fix. You ready, sweetheart?â His fingers wrap around the elastic waistband of your panties, slowly pulling the soft material down. He has to force himself to remain quiet as the last thing to drop is the fabric stuck to your wet pussy.Â
You nod, wiggling a bit to readjust on your knees; Eddie bites his lip at the sight, itâs like youâre taunting him. He wishes he could pull your panties off all the way, not just haphazardly shove them down your thighs. With you facing away from him, it would give him the perfect opportunity to bring the thin material to his nose and take a deep whiff. Heâs pretty sure that would fix himâŠor make him worseâhe honestly doesnât care which.Â
The only sounds in the forest are the crunch of rustling leaves, the clinking of his belt as he undoes his pants, your bated breaths, and the distant chatter of teens meandering to their cars and buses, carried on the wind from the school. If any one of them tries to take a shortcut through the woods on their walk home, theyâll find Jason Carverâs girlfriend with her ass open for Eddie âThe Freakâ Munsonâthat thought has his stomach jerking with need.
Huffing out a breath, Eddie places both of his ringed hands onto your soft skin, spreading your cheeks to get a good look at what heâs sure will become his favorite place on earth. âAngel?â
You hum in response, ignoring the pitter-patter your heart makes at the nicknameâJason doesnât really have any endearments for you, so youâre not used to such affection.Â
âI wanna make sure you feel okay, right?â You nod, urging him to continue. âWell, I need a littleâŠlubricantâŠand I donât think my spit is gonna do it.â He could certainly make it work, but heâs playing the long game here.Â
Eager to help, you softly suggest, âYou can use my spit.âÂ
Sighing, he realizes he shouldâve known youâd offer that. Right. Changing direction. âUm, thatâs very sweet oâyou, honey. ButâŠI think Iâm gonna need a little more.â
Confused at what else there could be, you try to brainstorm. âUmâŠI donât knowâŠâ
Eddie glances down at your wet cunt, arousal glistening in the late afternoon sun. Heâs practically vibrating with needâheâs so damn close to a place no man has ever explored before and Jesus H. Christ, does he want to be the first.Â
Trying to restrain himself from shouting the answer or just taking what he needs, he sucks in a calming breath. âWhat if, um, we use some of theâŠâ he has no clue how to go about this without sounding like this was his plan all along, âwetness, uh, between yourâŠâÂ
Peeking over your shoulder, you let out a noise of surprise. âOh, uhâŠif thatâs what would work. Um, I tâthink thatâd be fine. You wonâtâŠgo in, will you?âÂ
At your hesitant words, he gives his cock a teasing squeeze, letting out a strained, âNo, no, baby. Of course not. Iâd neverâŠOnly if you wanted me to.â He adds on the last bit knowing itâs a shot in the dark.
âEddie, you know I canât. Iâm with Jason,â you chide, looking back down to the weathered wood, restless fingers playing with a divot on the surface beneath you.Â
Worth a shot.
He shakes his head in disbelief, biting his lip; the cognitive dissonance youâre displaying at present is making his cock leak. He knew as soon as he first saw youâyouâd be the perfect girl to play with.Â
âRight! I know, I know,â he hurries, enabling your need to feel virtuous. âSo silly of meâŠâ
He practically blows his load all over your ass when you quietly mutter your next words.Â
âMaybe if I saw you firstâŠâÂ
Fuck.
God, if you saw him firstâŠ
The shit he wouldâve done to you by now, two years inâŠ
Itâd make a whore blush.
Though, he doesnât feel like he missed out on much. Youâre currently in a relationship with Jason, but youâre still bent over a table, your tight ass hole on display for him.Â
Dragging his mind back to the task at hand, he cautions you, âNow I wonât go inside, but Iâm gonna need to go around. Sâthat okay?â
With another nod, you let out the sweetest string of words heâs ever heard. âI trust you, Eddie.â
Oh, you really shouldnât, he thinks.
âPerfect, itâll be just a second,â he mumbles, grasping his stiff cock and guiding it to your slit. Heâs not strong enough to stop the beginning of a groan as he feels your wet arousal coat him in warmth. Luckily, he bites back the rest of the noise, not wanting to scare you off.Â
Heâs thankful you canât see his length because heâs certain that would really scare you off. He can tell how tight your cunt is just by the look of itâyouâve truly never had anything in there before. The fact that youâre letting him rub his bare, leaking cock on your pussy tells him you donât know a thing about sex, either. All of his precum is mixing with your wetness to make a glorious milky substance and youâre going to go back to your boyfriend pretending to be untouched.Â
Youâre already so wet and getting wetter by the second as he continues to drag his thick length through your fluttering folds. A high-pitched moan escapes your throat when the ridge of his head catches on your clit just right. A rope of precum nearly shoots out of his throbbing slit when you quietly apologize for your noiseâgod, youâre so fucking sweet.Â
Itâs probably overkill at this pointâheâs certainly wet enough to enter your ass, but heâs never been this close to a virginâs pussy before. If he could justâŠ
Eddie pushes his luck as he glances down, gripping his cock, and guiding the fat head to notch into your hole.Â
He almost shallowly cums inside of you when your entrance squeezes around his tip, trying to suck him in further. Despite your opening pulsing and luring him in, your voice snaps him out of it.Â
âEddie!âÂ
Your worried, shrill tone makes his hips buck unconsciously, sinking another centimeter into you, eliciting a guttural moan from deep within your chest. It takes everything in him to pull away, especially with the pretty sound you just made. Before he does, though, he wraps his index finger and thumb just below the ridge of his cockhead, giving himself a firm squeeze, hoping to leave your sweet cunt with a few drops of precum.
âSorry, sorryâit got caught,â he lies, âMy bad.â His chest is heaving with red-hot desireâheâs 100% going to think about this moment while he fucks his hand later.
âSâokay,â you mutter breathily, trying not to give in to the tingling butterflies his touch leaves behind.
âGonna do it, now, okay?â His words are almost clinical because he doesnât have to put on an air of romance for youâyouâve got a boyfriend to do all the fluffing for him.Â
With your quiet âmhmâ, he starts to breach the tight ring of your ass. The second his soft tip presses into you, youâre moaning brokenly. Youâre so tight, Eddie feels like his cock is being choked.
âOh, god!â Your strained mewl echoes around the empty air, bouncing from tree-to-tree until it comes right back to Eddieâs earsâlike music.Â
His tongue falls out of his mouth in focus as he spreads your cheeks wider, trying to help you take him. âShh, shh, sweetheart. Donât wanâ anybody finding out, do we,â he grits, forcing himself to give it to you slow.Â
You whine, shaking your head at his words, dropping it against the wooden table as you struggle to breathe through the pain. His mushroom tip is so big, youâre wincing as he mutters praises.Â
âThere you go, angel. Takinâ me so well, I know sâhard. Sâgonna be a tight fit.â Punctuating his sentence with a groan, he throws his head back as you yelp, feeling the exact moment his fat cockhead pops into your virgin hole.Â
âEddie, Eddie,â you draw out his name in a whine, eliciting a small thrust from his brazen hips.Â
When heâs met with even more resistance than his initial breach, he tries to calm you down. âAngel, youâre doinâ so well for me, but you gotta relax, baby, you gotta relax.â
âI câcanât, Eddie, sâtoo much!â The burn and stretch of his thick cock inside you is making your brain go fuzzy, eyes fluttering as you heave out a dry sob into the splintering wood.Â
âWe can stop whenever you wantââÂ
âNo! I wanâI need to have theâthe weed, he told me to get it, I need it!âÂ
Thankfully he doesnât have to manipulate you into staying, youâre already doing it to yourself. Spitting onto his length, he rubs the bubbly liquid in before pushing an inch deeper, swooning at the strangled moan you let out, your panting lips brushing against the old wood. âOkay, okay. Weâll keep going, but only if you want toâŠâ
His cockâless than half-way insideâflexes as you nod messily, forehead scraping against the rough surface of the table. But that pain is the least of your concerns, what with the searing burn of your ass hole. You make the mistake of adjusting yourself on the table, accidentally sending your hips back onto him, taking another inch of his cock.Â
A pained mewl leaves your lips, âEddie, itâit hurts!âÂ
In his own little worldârelishing his throbbing cock snug in your tight assâhe jerks his hips forward, forcing you to take the rest of him in one go, using the ârip the bandaid offâ approach. The broken half-scream that peels from your scratchy throat startles a few birds from the treetops, sending them fluttering away in fright.
âYeah, baby. Itâs supposed to, youâre not used to it yetâfuckâbut you will be,â he promises, pulling back half-way and sinking in again.Â
Soon your pained moans turn into pleasured mewls as your body adjusts to his girth, stretching your unused hole to its limit. âShit, angel, you feel sâfuckinâ good.âÂ
Eddieâs groans of appreciation make you whine, unconsciously rolling your ass back against his pistoning hips. âEdâEddie, oh, god!âÂ
His eyes roll in ecstasy, just picturing the way your dripping hole is clenching around nothing right now, needing to be stuffed. Maintaining a bruising grip on the junction of your hips, he fucks into you, hard. The strong force shoves you up the wooden table in time with his thrustsâyour face dragging against the rough surface. He doesnât let you go far, though, repeatedly yanking your ass back to meet his upper thighs causing a lewd slapping sound that surely gives you awayâalong with your barely contained moans.Â
âFuck, you gotta be quiet. Gotta be quiet, baby, somebodyâll hear,â he grunts, as if he truly gives a shit whether heâs found out. Heâd fuck you in front of the whole school if youâd let him.Â
Another mewling whine from you has his hips faltering in their rhythm. A few particularly hard thrusts cause you to stutter over your strained pleas, the words clawing their way out of your mouth in tune with the barreling of his cock. âB-But it feels, unh, sâsâsâso gâgood.âÂ
Your pitiful admission makes Eddieâs balls pull taut to his body, a sure sign that heâs not going to last another second. âFuck, fuck, fuck, shit, baby! Fuck, Iâm cumming, oh, godâmâcumming!â
Relishing the flex of his cock as it twitches inside you, you whimper at his wordsâyouâve never heard a boy sound so anguished. For some reason, the sound makes your pussy ache, you wish you could clench your thighs.Â
Once Eddie finds his breath, he starts pulling out of you, eliciting a pathetic sounding whine from your panting lips. Before he fully leaves your sweet little hole, he makes sure to give himself another firm squeeze and a small tugâjust to leave you with every last drop of his cum. He watches his milky seed ooze from your gaping ass, heaving out a content sigh before shoving himself back into his jeans. âOh, fuck, angelâŠYou really earned that weed for your boy, honey.â
The praise makes you preen, letting out the cutest whimper Eddieâs ever heard. He starts shimmying your panties up your thighs, hesitating, he takes a mental picture of the way your hole pushes out some of his spend as you clear your throat. Securing the thin material over your modesty, he slides a ringed hand between your cheeks, pressing the fabric into his cum, wedging it up your ass.Â
You jolt at his touch, taking the unsanctioned touch as a simple tease from your new friend. âEddie,â you giggle, straightening up, and messily climbing off the table.Â
Your knees are still sore, despite his earnest attempt to bring you comfort by laying his jacket out for you. Once you stand up straight, skirt falling back down, you also realize how stiff your legs areâbut another sensation takes precedence.Â
Shock takes over your face as you fling your hands behind you, pressing them both into your ass, a useless attempt to stop his seed from pouring out of you. âOh my god!âÂ
A grin stretches across Eddieâs features, his eyes alight as he takes in your little danceâyouâre squirming, trying to squeeze your thighs together in an effort to mitigate the mess. âYeah, sorry about that, sweetheart. Shoulda warned you. Your ass isnât asâŠmalleable as your pussy,â his grin broadens as your eyes widen at his salacious lesson. âSâgonna take a second toâŠshrink, for lack of a better word. Until then, you might feel a littleâŠleaky,â he chuckles, reveling in the way your virgin ass hole took his massive cockânow you have to suffer theâŠgaping consequences.
Simply nodding your head, you continue to press both your panties and skirt into your ass, hoping theyâll soak up some of the wetness. Unsure why you want to know, you ask Eddie your burning question. âDidâŠwâwas I good?âÂ
His mouth parts in surprise at your question, but then a wave of giddy heat thrums through his whole body, relaxing his features into a pleased smile. Closing the short distance between you, he rubs his fingers across your cheeks, working his way up to the small scrape on your forehead. His eyes are full of awe, and you're going to have to come up with an excuse to your boyfriend about the random scrape on your otherwise unblemished skinâthe thought causes his soft cock to twitch.Â
âYou were so good, angel. I hate to say it, but Carverâs a lucky guy. Heâs got such a devoted, loyal girlfriend.âÂ
Too busy swooning at his soft touch and compliments, you completely miss the wicked glint in his eyes at the reminder of just how devotedâŠyou are. The moment your body begins to sway, leaning into the heat of his chest with bated breath and heavy lids over wanting, wandering eyes, he pulls awayâshattering the trance he had you under, leaving you nearly stumbling after him.
The clinking of metal draws your attention to a black lunchbox sitting on the wooden bench you hadnât noticed until now. From inside it, Eddie pulls a small baggie of a dry, dusty green looking pile ofâŠherbs? Youâre pretty sure itâs the weed, but Jason never lets you partake, so youâre not 100% sure what the substance looks like.Â
âHere you are, sweetheart. And go ahead and tell your little boyfriend he can send you back anytime he wants,â he shoots you a flirtatious grin.
Taking the baggie from him, you try to fight the smile off your face, feeling bashful at his unending flirtation despite your numerous warnings. âEddie,â you chide, only half-serious, now catching on to how playful your new friend tends to be.
Throwing his hands up in surrender, he cocks his head to catch your shy gaze, âI know, I know. I just happen to think youâre a much prettier face to strike a deal with.â He pushes his luck once moreâhe just canât help himself. âHow âbout this, Iâll cut the price in half if he sends you next time.âÂ
Smiling, you shake your head at his audacity. âWeâll see. Thanks forâŠâÂ
Fucking you?Â
Cumming in your ass?
Making your virgin hole his?
Letting you pay with your body?
â...Everything,â you finish, leaning up onto your tiptoes to plant a kiss on his cheek. Itâs too bad you rubbed all your lipgloss onto the picnic table when you couldnât stop panting and moaning into the old wood. But your soft lips still smell of cherries, so heâll take it.Â
Pulling back, you meet his wide eyes. He's thankful his big brown irises generally give off a sad, puppy-dog look; otherwise, you'd probably catch onto the felonious hunger in his gaze.
âFor being sweet,â you add on. The way your blackened lashes flutter at himâif he didnât know how truly innocent you are, heâd think youâre giving him âfuck me againâ eyes. The sight has his cock stirring, already half-hard from just your chaste kiss.Â
ââCourse, angel.â
You seem to have almost a physical reaction when he uses the endearment on you outside of being in your ass. Your smile widens, body bristling with restlessness as he catches a glimpse of your thighs squeezing. Itâs not lost on him that you didnât get to cum. Youâre probably so needy, youâre barely containing it in front of him. He knows how wet you are, he saw the aftermath.Â
Leaving you so worked up, on the edge of completion as your orgasm recedes like waves before a tsunamiâheâs certain this wonât be his last time with you. Heâs pretty sure youâre not about to go fuck your boyfriend, so maybe youâll remember how welcoming and kind Eddie was and turn to him in your time of desperation.Â
Youâll be back. Heâs almost certain of it.
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