mommy’s dungeon, hon

don’t enter if it makes you uncomfortable

[honyskisses]

my sweet little slut. do you think you’re ready for what you walk in when you open the door to your darkest desires?

you think you can be good for mommy?

call me mommy or honey. sweet as honey and dark as the night.

do not interact if you’re uncomfortable with any of these topics: dddne. incest. faux. taboo. non-con. dub.con.

mommy’s desires: messed up date | brother!Bucky

>> enter mommy’s dungeon <<

divider by @/honeyluvsw

[kittiescraft]

uncle lee bodecker headcanons

pairing: uncle!lee bodecker x f!reader

cw: incest, uncle/niece, car sex, infatuation, peeping, softdom!lee, overstimulation, messy blowjobs, teabagging

uncle!lee who’s always had a slight infatuation towards you. how you act, how you carry yourself — its different.

you’re not like other girls in town. hard headed, tough, sarcastic. the mouth of a sailor, if not worse.

as you grow he cant help but wonder how he could wise you up a bit, shut that mouth of yours and turn you into a perfect little plaything for himself.

your friends would tease you for your odd closeness with your uncle — your family thought it was adorable, never actually batting an eye to your soft adoration and his firm protectiveness. but the older you got the more you realised that affection settled lower and lower inside of you, churning into something darker, something sinful and borderline disgusting.

uncle!lee who always drove boys away from you. no one really wants to be caught up with the sheriff, especially Lee, and particularly when the two of you have an extremely close bond!

uncle!lee who just wants you to have the best in life. the best house, the best family, the best husband… hell, he’s just looking out for you. the way he keeps his eyes on you, stalking like a hawk during shifts or even on random Tuesdays, watching your figure as you grab him a coffee.

how your hips fill out your new jeans, how the skirt of your new dress billows in the wind — he catches himself begging the gust to blow just right to show a little more thigh, maybe a peek at your panties?

uncle!lee who takes you in his cruiser first. somewhere real private after he picks you up from around the creek.

bucking his hips up into your soaking heat, tight as a vice around his thickness.

you tried to tell him it wont be safe, word in small towns spread like wildfire, if someone were to find out your close little bond with your uncle was more intimate than it should be, you both would never hear the end of it!

but you both were so rung up, a little needy, and desperate.

he held your hips tight, fingers squeezing into the plush flesh as he rocked you back and forth while he thrust up into you gently. his cock was big, beautifully thick and veiny, the head flushed a soft pink when he sat you down on top, letting you sink down.

“Tha’ s’it babygirl, doing so good f’me…” he whispered into your neck, peppering soft kisses against your skin, dragging his lips when you moved in specific angles, catching himself begging off guard, short circuiting his brain as you whined and moaned at the aching stretch mixed with his soft praises.

“Good girl, good girl… takin’ it like a champ.” drawing out the words as he felt your walls clench, signalling your impending release.

"Uncle Lee," your voice breaks into a whisper. "this — huh — this is so bad, what if we get caught?"

"I know, baby — shit, i know… just cant help myself, can i? prettiest damn thing in the whole town."

uncle!lee who has you sneak out to his house to fuck most of the time, but when hes especially restless he’d come pick you up, saying he’s just dropping you off at a friend’s place. when in reality hes got your ass hanging out the back door while he’s pounding into your tight little cunt.

uncle!lee who draws out your sessions just to watch you writhe and squirm, overstimulated on his cock in the back of his cruiser. its messy, of course it is, but you’re an exception to his little pepsi cup rule.

he loves looking back and finding small stains of your shared release, thinking back to when he had your legs spread on his lap, back to his chest as he teased your clit while jerking you on his dick. he can already feel his cock stiffen in his slacks while he’s on shift.

uncle!lee who loves your messy mouth, all covered in spit and precum dripping down your chin and in thick globs at the base of his cock. he loves to push and pull at your head, forcing you to choke around his girth, ruining your throat.

uncle!lee who especially loves to hang his balls over your face, making you lap at them with little kitten licks and hold them in your mouth until you cant breathe. Often having holding you against them telling you, "breathe in deep, sweet girl, yeah — just like that," feeling your palms against his meaty thighs as you take his orders. "Smell that? thats what a real man smells like."

[honyskisses]

uncle lee, you can have me any way you want, daddy.

[corruptededen]

dad!bucky x daughter!reader.

ddne. mdni. warnings: incest. breeding kink. p in v.

don’t like, don’t read. it’s fiction.

a sharp slap filled the room. purple and pink flushed your plump ass cheek, a hand print embedded in your skin. this was exactly where you wanted to be. drool trailing from your parted lips, eyes rolled back into your pretty, thoughtless head.

every thrust dragged a little whimper from your throat. a raw, delicious sound to his ears.

“you feel so good, angel,” Bucky rasped into your ear, his thumb tracing under your chin, tipping your head back into his shoulder. Hot breath fanned your skin, teeth scraping the delicate curve of your neck.

his other hand snaked around, palming your breast, twisting and tugging the nipple. he grinned against your skin at the heavenly sound of your high-pitched whine, your silken walls fluttering around his throbbing cock.

there was nothing heavenly about Bucky fucking his daughter. what was a man supposed to do when she blossomed into such a beautiful flower begging to be desecrated. her hallowed walls begging to be corrupted.

“you want daddy to come inside you?” he grunted into your ear, circling your clit in time with his deep, deliberate thrusts.

you nodded frantically, all thoughts out of reach. replaced by the overwhelming pleasure ecstasy pulsing through your veins like liquid metal. your hands grasped his forearm like a lifeline keeping you from drowning in ecstasy.

on a ragged sob, tear-filled eyes squeezed shut, your orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning. you spilled forth over his cock, between your legs, and onto the sheet.

he followed a moment later, hips stuttering, breaths uneven as he poured into you, rope after rope of his seed painting your pulsing walls.

he collapsed onto you, chest pressed to your back, holding you tight, rolling his hips lazily, pushing his release deeper into your tight channel.

he pressed a soft kiss to your temple, a low hum rumbling in his chest. “get some rest, angel. because i plan on fucking you again until this pretty little body is bred.”

[honyskisses]

breed this pussy, daddy, ‘s all yours to use and breed and stuff full.

[virtuousthievery]

who: stepdad!bucky x stepdaughter!reader

what: when did you get hot all of a sudden? i could lick you up and down all day. bucky wants to fuck his stepdaughter... and she might just want him back.

warnings: stepcest. cheating. breeding kink. unprotected p in v. creampie. no aftercare. dddne. this is a work of fiction. i do not condone or participate in the activities written below. minors get lost & read with caution.

he shouldn’t be looking at you like this.

he shouldn’t be spying on you while you relax.

he definitely shouldn’t have his hand wrapped around his cock, furiously fisting himself in the pool house as he bites back whimpers of pleasure.

but he’s just a man, desperate & aching for release.

and you’re just his stepdaughter. his beautiful, innocent, doe-eyed, sinful stepdaughter walking around the pool like you own the place.

the deliciously small triangles of pink fabric barely contain your tits, and he watches as you lean over a lounge chair, reaching for your towel.

the first few weeks of summer break had him averting your gaze at every moment because when did you grow up so fast? when did your body become so… fucking breedable?

you spread the towel on the ground by the pool and lay down on your stomach, but not before you untie the strings of your bikini top to avoid tan lines. the strings fall to your sides, tickling your skin, and you situate yourself so your breasts aren’t completely exposed.

bucky watches from the tinted window, his gaze roaming up your bare feet to your soft calves and thighs. he jerks himself fiercely as his eyes reach your ass and hips. oh how he wishes he could feel the flesh of your curves in his hands as he paints your gorgeous back with his seed. but no, you’re his stepdaughter. it’s forbidden. you’re… off limits. you’re fucking… barely twenty-one. you’re… turning over onto your back now and—

“oops,” you whisper, forgetting to tie your bikini top before switching positions. your pert nipples are on full display for a few seconds before you adjust the fabric, but that’s all he needs. just a glimpse. just a fucking taste.

“fuck me,” bucky grunts, coming all over his hand as drops of cum fall onto your pile of dirty laundry in the hamper he’s standing above. you asked to stay in the pool house this summer, and he agreed. you are an adult, after all, and want your privacy.

“ah, fuck,” he grumbles, picking up a t-shirt from the hamper and using it to clean himself. the door opens as he’s zipping himself up and you jump.

“jamie!” you yelp, bringing a hand to your heart. “what are you doing in here?! i thought you were still at work!”

bucky swallows and picks up the hamper full of your dirty clothes. “no, honey. i work half days on fridays, remember? your mom asked me to start some laundry.”

you relax and pull at the necktie of your bikini, assessing him—he looks flushed. “i didn’t see you come in when i was out there.”

he sets the hamper down and runs a hand through his hair. it’s a nervous tic of his you’ve picked up on over the years. “you were sunbathing,” he mutters, gesturing to the pool.

“right,” you say, narrowing your eyes at him. "when will mom be home?" you play with your bikini bottom strings when you ask before trailing your finger along the hem. he looks because of course he looks, and then his eyes meet yours again.

"she, she... uh... late. something about grading essays..." he mutters. his adam's apple bobs up and down once as he swallows, and you swear you can see his pulse fluttering in his neck.

"oh good," you sigh, pulling the strings of your top loose as you throw it into the hamper at his feet. "is this what you want, jamie?"

bucky closes his mouth as it suddenly feels bone dry. his eyes flit from your exposed breasts to the smug expression on your face. “what?” you ask, tugging on the strings of your bottoms and letting them fall to the floor. you're now completely exposed before him, and his cock is at full attention under his gym shorts. "d'you think i'm blind, daddy?" you ask playfully, taking a step toward him. "i know how much you want this young pussy... so take it."

his hands clench into fists at his sides as a pathetic sound escapes his throat. "we can't," he whispers, eyes raking down your eager body.

you walk toward him now and trail a hand down his arm. his skin immediately erupts in goosebumps. taking his hand in yours, you bring it to your bare stomach. "do you want to breed me, daddy? have your way with me? i can pretend i don't want it if that turns you on."

"jesus christ, honey..." he groans, clutching at the flesh of your stomach. his resolve snaps at the feel of your soft skin and his hands grip your hips, pulling you into him. his mouth finds the hollow of your throat as he pushes his shorts and underwear down. he inhales your scent and hisses as he sucks a hickey into your skin. "bend over the hamper."

he spins you around and presses your face into the dirty laundry. you feel the sticky warmth on your cheek from the t-shirt on top and hum deeply as you know exactly what your step daddy was doing in here alone minutes earlier. “spread your legs.” you do.

seconds later you feel the hot press of him—just the tip. your eyes roll back into your head as he presses your face further into the laundry. “don’t scream.”

your belly flips at his dark commands and you whisper, “yes daddy.”

“that’s right. call me daddy when i take you. god, you’re so fucking wet already. depraved little slut wants her stepdaddy to fill her up. don’t you? you want me to fill your sweet pussy up? stretch her out real good for daddy?”

you whimper and bite your lip, “please, i can take it!”

he sheaths himself inside of you in one swift thrust, gripping your hip with one hand and fisting your hair with the other. “oh, i’ll make damn sure you take it.”

the symphony of breaths, moans, and even a couple yelps from you are the prettiest music he’s ever heard, and the sound alone makes him start twitching in your intensely tight heat as you squeeze him, coming undone around him. “good girl,” he grunts. “i’m close.”

“breed me!” you beg, hands fisting into the clothes in the hamper.

“daddy’s gonna breed you, honey. don’t worry. you won’t leave for school in the fall without my fucking baby in you,” he rasps, using your body like a ragdoll. “here it comes.”

you feel the warmth spreading in your core before you hear his moans of pleasure and repeated whispers of “goodgirlgoodgirlgoodgirl” in your ear. he pulls out with a squelch and spanks your ass hard. “she looks so pretty with me leaking outta her. now stand up and go shower before your mother gets home.”

“yes daddy.”

[honyskisses]

Yeah, breed that pussy, daddy!

[honyskisses]

Messed up date

you ready for your big brother Bucky who’s more than happy to help you get your mind off that shitty date, hon.

open up nice ‘n wide for: dddne || incest || brother/sister || dry humping

mommy’s note: sweetheart, you don’t like mommy’s darkest desires, you better turn and move on.

"'N he's no fun, Buck," you whine, small body pressed against your brother as you sit on his thick thighs. "Didn't even want to dance."

Bucky chuckles, his calloused hands lazily curled around your waist as he watches at the television behind you.

"Ain't deserve ya, baby," Bucky mutters, cursing under his breath when his car crashes into a wall. "Damn, bastard."

You pout at your brother, leaning back slightly as your ass slips further down his legs and closer to his crotch.

"Buck," you whine, tipsy from one to many drinks but neither you nor Bucky cares. "Do you even listening?"

"Course do," he grumbles, fingers tightening around the controller in his hands as he tries to maneuver the car back onto the road. "Jus' got my ass kicked. But as said, he ain't good for ya anyway."

You huff, leaning into him once more as you let your fingers trail down his shoulder and along his arm.

Bucky's veins bulge through his skin, thick muscles working as he keeps playing whatever game he plays.

You don't really care, not after your date which definitely didn't went as you expected. The boy had eyes for every girl but you, he might have paid for lot of drinks, but he didn't care one bit.

Not like your brother does. Never like Bucky does.

"Told ya, stay home. Woulda ordered pizza and we coulda watched movies," Bucky says, sighing softly when he drives the car over the finish line as first player. "Got ya, idiot!"

He throws the controller to the side, fingers curling around your waist to pull you flush against his thick chest.

"No one will care for ya like I do. How many stupid guys do ya need to get that, baby?" Bucky asks, smirking softly when he feels your hips soft and slowly moving against his.

You huff, face hiding in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent. A soft moan bubbles up your throat when you feel his sweatpants rubbing right against your panties covered pussy.

Bucky's cock twitches underneath his pants, a soft groan leaving his lips as you keep jumping against his bulge with such innocence as if you don't notice what you're doing to him.

"He can't take care of ya like I can," Bucky tells you, his fingers digging into your hips to help you rub your pussy over his dick. "Can he, sissy?"

You whine, feeling the thickness of his cock pressing hard into your cunt, rubbing back and forth along your wet cunt.

"B-Buck, please," you whimper, fingers curling into his shoulders as you press yourself more onto his cock.

"Answer me, can he?" Bucky growls, stopping your hips movements. He huffs when you whine instead of answer.

Your brother lifts his hand, then brings it down on your ass harshly, leaving a stinking pain in your soft flesh.

"No," you whine, pushing your hips forward to escape another slap he might have to offer. "Jus' you, Buck."

He hums in approval, letting you hump against his thick cock. Bucky's ocean blue eyes are lust filled when they meet yours but somehow he keeps managing to have that soft touch visible in them.

"Tell me who ya belong to," Bucky demands, his hips bucking into yours, perfect angle to rub against your sensitive clit. "Who owns you, baby?"

"Y-You," you moan, hips canting into his to get the perfect angle perfectly. "Please, gonna cum. Please, Bucky."

He chuckles low in his throat, one of his hands turning slightly. Bucky's thick fingers slide underneath your skirt, pushing it up until he's able to see your panties.

So innocent and sweet - his favorite.

How can you let anyone see those sweet panties. You don't wear lingerie not even for a date, but those sweet cotton panties in that soft blue.

Bucky hooks one of his fingers into the fabric and pulls it away, only to let it snap back into places.

"Ow!" You whine, the fabric slipping between your folds to add even more friction of your clit. The coil in your stomach tightens with every rut against him, pussy weeping and soaking your panties.

"C'mon ask me, sissy," he chuckles, watching the patch of your arousal on his gray sweatpants.

"Can I cum?" You whimper. Bucky grunts, his thumb pressing down onto your clit as you can't help but let the coil in your stomach snap.

"Cum," your brother orders, grinning as you throw your head back.

Your pussy clenches around nothing, cum dripping out of you as you keep rutting into him.

Giving you a moment to come down, he runs his fingers through your cunt, painting his fingers in your slick before he brings them to his mouth.

Bucky's tongue darts out, moving along the length of his fingers with a groan as he licks them clean.

"Mhm, such a sweet pussy you got, sissy," Bucky mutters, licking his lips before he sighs with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "How about you thank me for letting you cum?"

Nodding down at his bulge in his sweatpants, you immediately obey and let your hand wander down his thick chest and abs toward to slide it underneath the waistband of his pants.

"Such a good girl. No one's gonna love you like I do, baby," Bucky mutters, watching your fingers intensely. "Only ya big brother knows how to love you right and best."