Warning / Breeding Kink, Non-con, step dad x step daughter (let me know if I missed anything!!)
Bucky didn’t care that it was wrong, here he was, living in your house, dating your mom, sharing a bed with her every night…all so he could see you, be around you, watch every move you made.
He knew he had no choice, from the moment he saw you he knew he had to have you. He knew you were young, so sweet, so beautiful, so untouched. Bucky had to have you, he had to taste you, had to break you, had to fill you.
It had been so long since he had moved in, painstakingly keeping himself in check, forcing himself to wait. It drove him mad, the waiting. There was only so much he could do, only so much of your underwear he could cum on, only so many times he could lay in your bed, stroking his cock as he breathed in your scent.
He knew he had your trust, he had it from the get go. You were so naive, so trusting. How many nights did you spend cuddled against his side, how sweet did the word dad sound coming from your lips, how intoxicating was it to feel you against him, the rush he got when his fingers traced your hips, when he purposely brushed himself against you.
You were torturing him and you didn’t even know it.
Bucky’s most frequent obsession was filling you up with his cum, shooting load after load into your untouched pussy, watching as your stomach plumped with his cum, watching your stomach fill and round out as he bred you.
He wanted to see you filled, he wanted to cum inside you and never leave, keep you on his cock all day and all night. He wanted you filled with his cum until you were ready to burst.
Bucky smiled as you walked into the living room and fell onto the sofa, plastering yourself against his side. He didn’t hesitate to wrap an arm around you, pulling you even closer into him and pressed his lips against your hair, smiling as you nuzzled into his chest.
“Tired, baby?” He asked softly, running his fingers up and down your arm.
You hummed into Bucky’s chest, letting your eyes fall closed as you focused on the sound of his heart beat in your ear.
Bucky was more than content to hold you, seeing how easily you drifted off to sleep against him sent a thrill straight to his cock, knowing how much you trusted him.
He couldn’t be blamed really, he’d been so good, treated you so well and here you were, fast asleep and cuddled against him.
He let his arm reach over, his hand stopping at the top of your thigh. You were wearing a pair of shorts, ones that always made Bucky hard, especially when you reached up for something and gave him the perfect view of your ass.
Bucky bit his lip, moving his eyes from your lap to your eyes, you were fast asleep.
He couldn’t stop himself, his fingers gently reached under your shorts, moving ever so softly until his fingers rested against your covered pussy.
“Fuck.” Bucky couldn’t help but moan quietly, running his fingers up and down, moaning louder when you shuffled against the touch and moved into his hand.
He’d been so good, this was all he needed. He swore he was going to move his hand, just another feel and he was done.
Then you went a let out the softest moan he’d ever heard, a delicate moan that went right to his cock, the sweetest moan that would have brought any man down.
How could he resist?
Thankfully your mom was still out, god knows Bucky couldn’t help himself at this point, one moan and his carefully crafted patience was torn apart, he doubted he would have cared if your mom was in the room.
Bucky kept stroking your pussy, picking up the pace and eating up every moan and whimper that subconsciously left your lips.
He needed more.
He needed to taste that perfect little pussy you were hiding from him.
He somehow managed to drag his hand away from you, smirking as you let out a soft whine and shifted your hips, seeking him out.
“I got you, baby girl.” Bucky promised, slipping to his knees and ever so carefully slid your shorts down your legs without waking you.
Bucky wasted no time, his face against your pussy, licking his way up to your panty covered clit and relishing in the way you jerked forward against his face. He mouthed at your panties, promising he’d be gentle but one taste and he was gone.
You stirred awake to a strange feeling, your eyes were still closed but you felt something moving against you, felt a wetness you hadn’t felt before you fell asleep and then suddenly sat up with a gasp as a jolt of pleasure ran through you.
“What-“ you began to ask but cut yourself off with a whine as Bucky’s tongue circled your clit.
Bucky’s hand came up to your hips, pinning you in place and you could only what the scene in confusion. This was Bucky, the man who had taken up the position of your dad after yours had walked out on you and your mom, he was your mom’s partner, she loved him more than anything.
Why was he doing this?
“Shh baby girl, daddy’s got you.” Bucky murmured against your pussy when you tried to push him off.
“Stop it, get off me!” You insisted, trying to push at his head but he just moved one of his hands from your hips and wrapped both your wrists up before going back to mouthing at your pussy.
Bucky couldn’t stop himself if he tried, he didn’t care about anything now that he had let himself have a taste. He felt like a man starved and your pussy was the only thing he needed to survive.
You felt tears come to your eyes as Bucky moved his other hand to roughly pull your underwear down before his lips were back on your pussy again.
Bucky moaned against you, licking the length of your pussy, finally tasting you after years of waiting. You were so sweet, infinitely more so than he had imagined. Even your cries were so soft, going straight to Bucky’s cock.
“Please, stop.” You begged over and over again but Bucky refused to listen, forcing his tongue into your tight little hole causing you to whine as the intrusion. “Please!”
Bucky was a moaning mess, his fingers joined his tongue inside you, fucking into your tight pussy drawing more pained cries from you.
Eventually Bucky managed to pull his tongue out of you, the taste of you thick in his mouth, everything he had waited for.
His fingers still moved inside you as his other hand finally let go off your wrists to cup your cheek, brushing away tears though the space was quickly filled with more.
“Shush, don’t be scared baby, daddy’s got you.” Bucky soothed as you sobbed. “Come on baby, don’t cry, listen to how wet you are for me.”
That made you cry more because Bucky was right, you didn’t want this but you could hear how wet you were as Bucky’s fingers thrusted into you.
“Stop it, please dad.” You pleaded with him and Bucky couldn’t help but moan, thrusting his fingers even deeper inside you drawing a pained cry from you.
“Daddy’s gonna take such good care of you, doll.” Bucky promised, his hand falling from your cheek onto your stomach, caressing the skin that would soon be swollen with his cum.
“Don’t do this.” You cried but it was too late, there was no stopping now.
“Come on, baby.” Bucky murmured, pulling his fingers out of you and into his mouth, sucking the wetness from them with a moan before he grabbed your arms and pulled you from the sofa.
You tried to fight him, you really did but you were no match against Bucky’s strength and he easily pulled you up the stairs and into your bedroom, throwing you onto the bed like you were a rag doll.
“Daddy’s gonna fill you up so good, baby, gonna be nice and fat for me.” Bucky murmured against your stomach, his hands roughly grabbing your breasts as he kissed and sucked bruises into your stomach.
“Please don’t do this, I won’t tell, just stop.” You cried, trying to squirm away from him but it was no use.
Bucky’s cock was painfully hard and he couldn’t wait any longer. He had to have you, had to be buried inside you, had to fill you up over and over again.
You were his, you always had been but now he got to prove it.
You watched as Bucky pulled away from your stomach, his hands leaving your breasts but before you could hope that was it, before you could bolt from the bed you watched as Bucky pulled his pants down, panicked sobs escaping you as you saw his long, hard cock.
“Waited so long, doll, waited so long to fill you up. Gonna look so good fat and full of my cum, gonna fuck my baby into you.” Bucky was drunk from your pussy, his words pouring from him without much thought.
You gasped and cried at his words, unable to recognise the man before you. Gone was the caring, trusted father figure you loved and instead was a monster.
Bucky lined his aching cock against your tight hole, feeling you tense up but he didn’t care, he had to fill you up. It was the only coherent thought in his head.
Your hands gripped the blanket beneath you, squeezing tightly as you cried in pain, feeling yourself being split in two as Bucky forced his cock into your pussy, balls deep without giving you a second to adjust.
Bucky moaned as his cock was engulfed by the tight heat of your pussy, unable to stop himself from pushing his whole length into you, relishing in the pained noises escaping you.
He didn’t give you any chance to calm yourself, as quickly as he was inside you he was pulling most of the way out before slamming into you, feeling how tight you were, moaning wildly as he pushed in as deep as he could, knowing in no time he’d been filling you up.
“That’s it, baby girl, so good for me, gonna fill you up so good.” Bucky murmured, feeling himself losing more control as he thrusted madly into you.
You could do nothing but lay there, hating how wet you were despite the pain, hating how Bucky was using you, how he had changed so much without a sign.
Bucky could feel he was ready to cum, slamming into you at a brutal pace that had you screaming and withering in pain. Bucky only stopped when he felt himself cumming, thrusting painfully deep into you to make sure his cum filled you up nice and good.
“That’s it baby, you feel that, feel daddy’s cum filling you up, feel daddy’s cum giving you a baby.” Bucky moaned, emptying himself into you and not giving you a chance to catch your breath before he was thrusting in you again.
Bucky was like a wild animal, he couldn’t count how many times he had cum inside you, unable to think of anything but filling you up. He held you down but eventually he didn’t need to, you were bruised and exhausted, completely and utterly drained, unable to do anything but lay there and take what Bucky gave you.
Bucky was intoxicated, he had waited so long for this and every painstaking second was worth it.
He looked at you now, your stomach was beautifully swollen, he was impressed with himself, his cum had filled you up so much, filled you to the point that your stomach had grown, showing him what he had wanted to see for so long.
He hated to pull out of you, knowing that some of his cum would leak out of you. He knew he didn’t have much longer though, knew he’d gotten lucky with having this long with you. He also knew it wouldn’t be the last time he filled you up, he’d only had one time with you but he knew he was addicted now.
There was no going back.
“Fuck doll, so good for me.” Bucky praised as he slowly pulled out of you, watching as his cum poured out of your stretched pussy. “Look at you, so fucking fat, so filled with my cum, filled with my baby.”
You somehow managed to pry your eyes open and looked down at your stomach, feeling sick as you saw how swollen your stomach was, knowing that it was Bucky’s cum that had done it to you.
Bucky dipped his head down, kissing your swollen stomach and as much as you wanted to move away you couldn’t make your body move, instead only able to lay where you were with silent tears sliding down your face.
Bucky eventually managed to pull himself away from you, only when he heard the front door open, giving one last kiss to your stomach before he forced himself to leave, leaving you frozen on the bed, not able to stand and clean yourself, not able to do anything but cry wondering what had happened to the man who you thought would never hurt you.
Warnings / Non-Con, Drug Use, Reader calls Javi Tio (uncle) (Let me know if I missed any!!)
You don’t know how it happened. Your dad had warned you about these men, told you about the work he had done to keep the streets safe. His partner had warned you about them too, Javier Peña had taught you how to defend yourself if you ever had to.
Your dad and Javier had been working together for as long as you could remember, best friends and the best team, he was your tio, though he wasn’t related to you he’d been in your life for so long.
So how did you have these two men in your life, both of whom made you aware of the dangers of their world and somehow you still ended up here.
You sniffed hard, barely even flinching anymore at the feeling of coke up your nose. You had promised yourself you wouldn’t come here again, everyone knew Escobar ran this place, you knew your dad and Javier had been trying to find it for months.
And yet here you were again.
The place was packed and you were wasted, the coke entering your system wasn’t even necessary at this point but you couldn’t say no. You were aware of the hands on your hips, aware of the cock against your ass and yet you were too high and too drunk to push him away.
You didn’t care enough to push him away either, the more coke you did the more you wanted a quick fuck. Three months ago you wouldn’t have dared to fuck somebody you didn’t know, no feelings involved, no dates to lead up to it.
That was before you met Vanessa and you were introduced to this life. By the time you had known she was one of Escobar’s girls you were too far in, night after night she took you out, held the coke under your nose and the booze to your mouth.
You moaned as you felt the hand on your hip slip under your skirt, fingers moving your panties and rubbing across your wet pussy. You reached back, freeing the man’s cock from his pants, not caring that you were stood in the middle of the club, not caring that people could see you. You guided the man’s cock to your pussy and moaned loudly as he slammed his cock into you.
To your left you saw movement and turned to see Vanessa grinning at you as she lifted a key to your nose, a line of coke ready for you. As the man continued slamming to you, you leaned forward and took the coke from her, snorting it into your system and feeling a rush straight away.
You barely remembered getting home that night, coked out of your mind with cum between your legs. You were shocked that you’d been able to hide this from your dad and Javier but then again they had been busy in the office lately. Escobar was keeping them too busy to pay you much attention.
And that’s how it went for months, every night you’d find yourself in the club, unable to say how much coke you’d taken, barely able to walk, wetter than ever taking whatever cock was closest.
You were bound to slip up at some point.
“Out all night?” Javier asked as you walked into the kitchen, catching you off guard.
“Tio,” you gasped, thighs tightening as you felt warm cum pooling against your panties and hating being in such a state around him. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“Got sent home, thought I’d check on you.” Javier told you, frowning as he ran his eye up and down your body. “Good thing I did.”
“I’m fine, tio.” You insisted, forcing your feet to move as you tried to walk to your room.
Javier was having none of it though, standing in front of you he grabbed your chin in between his fingers and forced you to look at him.
“The fuck is this shit, Y/N?” He demanded, his other hand coming up to rub at your nose, your heart in your throat as you saw little specks of coke on his finger. “You’re fucking high?”
“M’sorry Javi.” You pleaded with him, hating that disappointed look on his face.
“You’re sorry?!” He spat and you barely suppressed a cry as he grabbed your arm and dug his fingers into you. “Have you learnt nothing, you stupid, stupid little girl!”
“Javi.” You whimpered, the booze and coke a deadly combination in this situation as you tried to think of how to get out of it.
“You watched me and your dad kill ourselves to stop Escobar and you’re what? You his little whore now?!” Javier shouted, forcing you against the wall and you cried as you slammed into it.
“Not his whore, tio.” You whined, head falling against the wall as you looked at Javier through half lidded eyes.
“Yeah?” Javier asked and you went to nod before he cut you off, his hand roughly cupping your pussy causing your eyes to fly open. “What’s this then? You sure look like some little whore with a pussy full of cum.”
“Tio,” you gasped, frozen at his rough hold. “M’sorry, Javi, please I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?” He spat, grabbing your arm again and throwing you against the counter, your chest digging into it. “Bebita, you will be sorry.”
Before you could catch your next breath, you were crying out. Javier’s hand slapped painfully hard against your ass causing you to let out a loud cry, tears filling your eyes instantly.
“Tio,” you began but your pleas were cut off by a stinging slap that echoed around the room.
“This is what you want, huh? To be filled with coke and cum and treated like a whore?” Javier spat, his hand coming down again and again on your ass as tears made their way down your cheeks. “Look at you, such a pathetic little bitch.”
His words had you crying harder, a mess of apologies leaving your lips but it was no use.
“Look at this shit,” Javier snarled as he finally gave your ass a break to shove your panties down, his fingers dragging harshly across your pussy as he collected a handful of cum. “My little girl, so smart, so fucking clever, and she throws that away for some pathetic cock.”
Javier turned you around, pressing himself against you to hold you in place. You went to open your mouth, went to beg and plead with him but before any words could come out Javier had shoved his fingers inside your mouth, the taste of your cum mixed with a strangers forced into your mouth, choking you as Javier forced his fingers as far in as they’d go.
“That’s what you want isn’t it, you little whore.” Javier mocked, forcing you to taste the cum before he pulled his fingers out.
“Tio, please, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.” You promised but Javier was beyond listening.
You gasped as his fingers wrapped tightly around your throat, your airways suddenly cut off and you couldn’t do more than let out a few choked panicked noises.
Javier didn’t care though, his little girl has disappointed him. Gone was that promising smart kid and instead he was left with a coke hungry little whore.
Javier didn’t let up on your neck as his other hand freed his hard cock from his tight jeans, thankful he regularly chose to forgo underwear. He wasted no time in shoving the length of his cock into your pussy, groaning at the tight warmth that encompassed him.
Your eyes were wide, shaking your head as little as you could as tears fell down.
“No?” Javier asked with a laugh in his tone. “No baby girl, you don’t get to say no, you’re just a little whore now, aren’t you?”
Javier slammed into you with no mercy, finally letting you breathe and listened to the sounds of your cries and begs as he fucked you.
“Tio, please, m’sorry!” You repeated over and over again despite the fact your pussy was soaking wet.
Javier ignored you, fucking his whole length into you and letting your cries carry him over the edge until he was filling you up with his cum causing you to let out a choked sob.
“You ever think of letting anyone else cum in my pussy again and I’ll hand you over to the DEA myself, you hear me?” Javier threatened and you stared at him wide eyed in disbelief. “Can’t do it, you coke hungry little whore?”
You hated to admit it but he was right, you’d been on coke for months now, taking it every day. You needed it.
“You want coke, baby?” Javier asked, his voice softer than it had any reason to be considering his cock was still inside you.
“You can have all the coke you want but this pussy,” he told you, emphasising his words by thrusting deep inside you causing you to cry. “But this pussy is mine, we got a deal, my little whore?”
More tears fell from your eyes, wondering how you’d ended up here. It would have been unthinkable months ago, you never would have imagined Javier, the man who had been in your life for as long as you could remember, the man who you called tio, to put you in this position, to not help you but instead use your problem to do this to you.
Pairing / Dark!Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x Innocent! Reader
Warnings / Grooming, Public Sex/Masturbation, Choking, Slight Somnophilia (Let me know if I missed something!!)
Bucky Barnes was not a good man, if people knew the thoughts he had about you they’d call him a monster. Maybe he was but he didn’t care, how could he when he was presented with you, so beautiful, so perfect. He knew he had to have you, it wasn’t a question of it but of when and how.
Marrying your mom was the easy part, he knew he was good looking, could charm anybody and your mom had always been soft on him anyway. He couldn’t have cared less about her but she had given him you, the greatest gift of them all.
It was easy to get you to trust him, so easy it was almost laughable but Bucky had a clear plan, one that ended with his cock buried in you until you were sobbing, begging for more, begging for less, a mess on his cock as he fucked you.
It started of innocently enough, he had to get you used to him first, it wasn’t like he could just come into your bedroom and shove his cock in you. No, he needed you to love him properly, to be so taken with him that you’d keep this a secret, that it would be seen as something special for you from him.
He started with some light touches here and there, soft caresses that wouldn’t be read into if seen by anyone else and you certainly wouldn’t think much of them but eventually you would come to associate Bucky with those soft touches. He’d let his fingers run across your face as he brushed some hair away for you, let his hand rest on the small of your back as you stood together, wrapped you in his arm on the sofa and let his fingers trail along your arm soothingly.
All innocent enough touches and god if Bucky didn’t love when you reciprocated them. When you would come up to him and wrap your arms around his waist, your head against his chest, when your hand found his as you walked together or the way your head fell onto his shoulder and you’d fall asleep against him.
It took everything in Bucky to control himself, to not pin you down then and there and have his way with you.
But he behaved himself. Enough so that he could start on the next part of his plan to get you to trust him, to associate all these warm feelings to him. Next he introduced kissing between the two of you. Nothing outrageous at first, just a simple peck to your forehead here, a press of his lips to your temple there. Nothing that could be seen as inappropriate. It was only when the two of you were alone that he tried his luck, nothing too bad but if you happened to mention it to your mom it would definitely raise an eyebrow. When it was just the two of you he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to the corner of your mouth, not letting himself linger like he wanted to but he was glad that when he pulled away he could see a soft blush on your cheeks.
You never did say anything about that kiss though and Bucky couldn’t help the thrill of pleasure that ran through him. He let himself kiss you again a few more times, so close to your lips but forcing himself to stop before he closed the distance. The first time you turned towards him and placed a kiss to the corner of his lips it took all of Bucky’s self-control to stay relaxed.
It was months, long, agonising, tempting months of this but finally he got a small taste of what was to come. He timed it perfectly, your mom was out of the house and it was just you and Bucky. He could see when you had decided to kiss him, turning to face him and reaching up. Bucky waited until you were just about to touch him to turn his head, your lips connecting with his and Bucky’s cock jumped to attention, half hard already at the simplest touch.
You had pulled away like you’d been shocked, doe eyed and so damn innocent, apologises falling from your lips but Bucky just shook his head.
“It’s alright, sweetheart.” He had assured you, reaching up and brushing a strand of your hair away from your face, his fingers trailing down to your cheek and cupping it softly.
“No it’s bad, I’m really sorry.” You repeated and Bucky had to bite his lip to stop a smirk taking over his face. God, you really were perfect.
“No, no it’s not bad, Y/N/N.” Bucky told you, watching confusion spread across your face and you looked up at him. “It’s not bad, it’s just a…special kiss.”
“A special kiss?” You asked, confusion contorting into a wide smile and Bucky knew he had you, you weren’t ready for anything more, not by a long shot but he’d known he could get this small thing from you.
“Oh yeah, lots of daddies have special kisses with their girls.” Bucky told you, keeping his tone light and casual like he was talking about the weather or some story on the news when really he was barely keeping himself from forcing you onto your knees and shoving his cock down your throat. “Only daddies and their girl know about it otherwise it wouldn’t be special, right?”
“Right!” You nodded, smile widening and Bucky let a smile spread across his face, his thumb brushing across your cheek bone. “Can we have a special kiss? I promise I won’t tell.”
And Bucky believed it, he could see it all over your face, how excited, how eager you were to please him, to have a special kiss with him.
Fuck Bucky was going to cum hard tonight…too bad he’d have to make do with your mom and not you.
“Course we can, Y/N/N.” Bucky said and he watched as you immediately leaned back up to meet his lips.
God you were perfect. He let you take control at first, barely holding back a moan when your lips brushed with his again but this time you didn’t pull away, you kept them there, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Bucky lasted only a few moments before he moved his lips against yours, keeping the kiss soft but making it last longer, smiling when your lips moved with his.
It went on for months like that, with Bucky savouring every sweet kiss you gave him, the memories of those kisses keeping him occupied every night. They grew longer and deeper as you became more and more comfortable with them and Bucky was impressed with his own self-control, even if he did have to walk around with a half hard cock for the rest of the day.
Eventually though he needed more, it was like a compulsion, he had to have you but he knew he had to play it right, one wrong move and you would get scared and he’d risk losing you. Not that he’d let anyone take you from him of course, if anyone tried they’d be dead before they hit the ground.
The next part was getting you used to more touches, not the innocent ones from earlier, no this time he needed to feel you. It started when the two of you were alone on the sofa together, Bucky hadn’t planned to do it now, your mom was in the house still but you were so tempting, he just couldn’t resist.
He kept an ear out for your mom, still hearing her upstairs with the shower running. Bucky didn’t know how long he had so he turned to you, smiling when you automatically faced him and your eyes fell to his lips. Bucky wasted no time leaning over and kissing you, keeping the kiss slow, almost lazy like he wasn’t thinking of how his fingers would feel inside you.
“We can’t!” You gasped, eyes darting to the door and Bucky smiled, he had you so well trained already and he’d barely done anything.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. Mom’s not here, we can have our secret kisses.” He told you, bringing his voice down to a whisper causing you to giggle but you nodded, trusting his word and let yourself be pulled back into a kiss.
His hand that he placed on your cheek trailed downwards until it cupped your neck, Bucky smiling as you leaned into the touch. He let his hand stay that for a few moments before he moved it again, slowly, not rushing as he let you feel every movement.
His hand fell from your neck, trailing down lower and lower until it brushed against your clothed chest. The little gasp you let out against his lip was like fucking drugs and Bucky was hooked just like that, he had to hear that noise again. Bucky shifted his hand before he smoothed it against your clothed tit, drawing another gasp from you but this time you pulled away to look at him with those wide, innocent eyes.
“S’okay, Y/N.” Bucky murmured, his hand still just resting against you though he longed to cup and squeeze, pinch and nip at the smooth skin hidden from him. “Just another part of our special kiss. You like it?”
Bucky watched you nod with a sort of dazed look on your face, glancing from him down to your chest where his hand lay and Bucky hoped he hadn’t screwed this up.
“Like it, feels good.” You told him and Bucky let himself relax, he knew what he was doing, there was no reason to doubt himself.
Your tone had gone breathy and Bucky felt his cock twitch in anticipation but he didn’t focus on that, not when you were being so perfect for him.
“Yeah, it feels good?” He asked and you nodded again. “That’s how our special kisses are supposed to feel, they make you feel all good and warm inside.”
Bucky watched as you nodded again, a smile pulling at your lips before you looked away from his hand and back at him, leaning in again and pressing your lips together. This time Bucky couldn’t stop the small groan that escaped him, not when his fingers twitched and he cupped your tit in his hand, not when you let out the softest little moan he’d ever heard in his life.
The noise was enough, the feeling of your tit in his hand and your lips against his was enough that he could feel pre-cum soaking his boxers. He felt like he could cum in his pants like this alone but forced himself to relax.
Instead he focused on kneading your breast in his hand, drawing quiet, breathy moans from you. It wasn’t until he let his fingers nearly pull away, going only far enough to find your nipple did you pull away, he pinched the soft bud between his fingers and you pulled away, your head tilting to the side and exposing your neck, forcing Bucky to stay still and not bury himself against you.
“That feel good, baby?” Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle as you nodded, seeming to have to force your eyes open, half lidded as you looked at him. He heard footsteps on the stairs and cursed himself for becoming so occupied with you that he stopped listening for your mom.
You seemed to hear her at the same time because you looked at Bucky with wider eyes before smiling at him, lifting your finger to your mouth in a silent shush motion. Bucky couldn’t help but grin at you, his earlier thoughts of how well he had you trained showing clear as day.
He’d never done anything with you in front of your mom, no kisses, no touches like this. He had to admit he had been interested to see how you’d react but this was better than anything he could have imagined, especially when you shifted and cuddled into his chest, turning your attention to the TV just as your mom walked in, the woman smiling at the sight.
It made it so much better, knowing he was getting away with it right under her nose, her in the next room whilst he kissed and played with her daughter, not a single suspicion raised and you, you so eager to keep it a secret, so wrapped around him that he knew it wouldn’t be long before he was burying himself in that tight, untouched pussy.
God, he was drenching his boxers, so much pre-cum spilling out of him, his cock desperate for you. As the three of you sat in the living Bucky couldn’t stop himself, it was risky, your mom was sat on the armchair next to you, if she turned her head she had a clear view of the pair of you, but he couldn't help himself and gently let his fingers reach out until they brushed across your tit again.
He felt you jump at the touch but thankfully you managed to stay quiet and your mom kept her gaze on the TV. He just let his fingers lazily trail across your tit at first until he stopped at your nipple again, pinching softly at the bud and pulling it up as he rolled it around his fingers. He felt you shudder against him, your head digging into his chest before it rolled to look at him and he could see your wide eyes gazing up at him.
Bucky just smiled down at you before pursing his lips to tell you to keep quiet and you smiled, seemingly thinking it was a game for just the two of you and Bucky was so close to bursting. His fingers dropped your nipple and cupped your tit again, kneading it around as you shifted and he could see the way you were biting your lip to keep quiet.
Fuck, you really were so good for him.
His hand left your breast, his fingers light and soft as they trailed downwards, not going as far as he would have liked but they lightly danced down your stomach before finding their way back to your tits and down again. Bucky grinned as you started fidgeting even more before turning your head fully into his chest and nuzzling against it.
Your mom chose that moment to turn to face you, the shifting finally catching her attention. Bucky moved his hand just in time and smiled softly at her, glancing down at you and seeing you had your eyes closed.
“She fell asleep,” He murmured and watched her smile as he shifted you until he was able to pick you up. “I’ll take her to bed.”
Your mom nodded and thanked Bucky, watching the two of you leave. Bucky carried you up the stairs and placed you on the bed, tucking the covers around you as you watched him.
“Good girl keeping it our secret.” Bucky praised and watched as you smiled at him. “You feel good, baby?”
“Feels funny.” You murmured tiredly and Bucky had to stop himself from grinning.
“Funny?” He asked instead, watching as you nodded and shifted closer to him, humming as you did.
“Uh-huh, in my stomach.” You told him and he couldn’t stop his lips twitching upwards but kept them in a soft smile.
“That’s good, sweetheart, means the special kisses are doing their job making you feel good.” Bucky assured you and you looked up at him with so much trust he felt another dribble of pre-cum escape him.
“Love you.” You told him softly, tilting your head up and puckering your lips expectantly and who was Bucky to deny you a soft goodnight kiss.
When he closed your door he let his head hit the back of it and couldn’t stop himself from slipping a hand into his sweatpants, groaning when his fist closed around his soaked cock. He bit his lips and gave himself a few tugs before he forced himself to move, heading downstairs, knowing he needed more than his hand tonight.
It wasn’t long before he was back upstairs, his cock buried in your mom as he slammed in and out of her at a brutal pace, cumming harder than he could ever remember cumming, his thoughts not on the woman in his bed, she was nothing more than a hole for him to use until he had you where he needed you. His thoughts were filled with soft, deep kisses, the feeling of your tits and those delicious sounds you made.
It was so easy to get you used to his touch along your tits, he let that last for a couple of months before he needed more. The next part was the part he was dreaming about, finally getting to touch that little pussy. He knew he had you in a place where you thought this was normal, that this was what happened between daddies and their girls, he knew he could touch you all over and you’d keep quiet.
He waited until your mom was out of the house this time, knowing how much you struggled keeping quiet when he played with your tits, there was no way you’d be silent for this, though the thought of him toying with your pussy in front of your mom without her knowing did send a wave of dark pleasure through him.
The two of you were on your bed together, you had called Bucky in to show him something and it had evolved into kisses and him kneading your breasts. He waited until you pulled away from the kiss, settling yourself against his chest whilst he played with you before he made his move, he wanted your full attention to be on his fingers.
His fingers trailing down your clothed stomach was something you were used to so you didn’t think anything of it when Bucky’s fingers went down towards your belly button but you did notice when they slipped lower than usual.
Before you could say anything though you let out a soft squeak as Bucky’s fingers grazed down the front of your pussy. Your head shot up to look at him but Bucky just smiled at you and let his fingers trail back up, stopping at your clothed clit and letting his fingertips trace circles around the bud.
He watched as any words on your tongue dried up and instead you let out a soft, whining moan, looking up at him with wide, confused eyes as warmth spread across your lower half. He smirked to himself as your eyes fell closed with each circled rub and your lips parted, more soft whimpers escaping you as he alternated between trailing his fingers up and down and rubbing circles against you.
He tried to keep his touch soft and light, he really did but fuck if those noises weren’t doing everything for him. Unconsciously he found his fingers picking up the pace, the noises escaping you coming out faster and louder and Bucky greedily drank them in.
“Does that feel so good, baby?” Bucky asked and you let out a breathy moan, hips bucking unconsciously up into his touch and he couldn’t stop the soft groan that left him, his cock hard and straining against his jeans.
“Uh-huh, it feels really good.” You told him, trailing off into a mess of moans and Bucky wanted to touch you, he wanted to feel your clit against his fingers, wanted his fingers to slip across your hole, maybe accidentally sliding in just a little bit.
And so he didn’t stop himself. He knew you were so blindingly trusting of him by now that you wouldn’t tell anyone, hell he knew you were ready for him to fuck you and would keep your mouth shut but he wasn’t going to push it.
He did need to touch you though, desperately.
His fingers left your pussy causing you to let out a loud whine, pouting up at him but Bucky didn’t waste any time. His hand coming up to the top of your pyjama shorts and slipping past the waistband of those and your underwear.
This time he couldn’t help but moan when his fingers grazed your pussy, trailing down and feeling how wet you were for him already. At the same time Bucky moaned your breath hitched before you let out a gasped moan, looking at Bucky with wide, doe eyes and it took all his strength not to force his fingers into your hole, to fuck you silly on them until you were a crying mess.
With a deep breath he managed to control himself and let his fingers play with your pussy softly, circling your clit and drawing more and more gasps and moans from you, your head buried in Bucky’s chest as you hand gripped his shirt.
He sped his fingers up, smirking to himself at how far gone you were already and he had barely even touched you, this was just a taste of how good he could make you feel but he wouldn’t push it yet, he’d get you used to it until you were begging for more.
“That’s it, baby girl.” Bucky praised as his fingers trailed down to feel how wet you were and god you were soaking, “let Daddy make you feel good.”
“Please Daddy.” You whimpered and Bucky moaned, throwing his head back as he forced himself to not cum in his pants because fuck if that didn’t feel good.
“Daddy’s got you, sweetheart.” Bucky murmured and he could see you were ready to cum, so he increased the pressure, grinning when you let out a strangled moan and pressed down into him.
It didn’t take long before you were throwing your own head back, letting Bucky see your face as you came apart on his hand. You were beautiful like this, lips parted as you cried out, eyes scrunched shut in pleasure.
Bucky continued to work your oversensitive pussy until you were whimpering and burying yourself back into his chest. When he finally pulled his fingers off you he couldn’t help but gather some of you cum onto his fingers, sneaking a taste of you as you hid in his chest, groaning at the sweet taste.
And if Bucky left the room not long after with a wet patch on his jeans then nobody else had to know.
Bucky felt like he was losing his mind waiting and getting you ready, it had only been a month or so since he started playing with your pussy, slowly introducing more and more, slipping his fingers inside you and groaning about how tight you felt around him. It was exhilarating and he was impressed with his own patience, impressed by how well he had managed to not snap.
But Bucky was only a man and when your mom suggested the three of you go out for dinner tonight and you came downstairs wearing that little black skirt he felt all his self-control slip away. He was desperate, he needed to have his hands on you and it was killing him to have to keep his fingers to himself.
In the restaurant you took the seat next to Bucky with your mom sitting opposite the pair of you, chatting away oblivious to Bucky’s thoughts of wanting to be buried in her daughter. Bucky sat back in his chair and couldn’t stop his gaze straying to you, god you were stunning.
His eyes drifted lower and he had to take a deep breath when he saw the skirt you were wearing riding up slightly. He glanced away but his thoughts were wild with images of you squirming and whimpering as he played with your pussy.
He knew he shouldn't, he knew it was risky but he couldn’t help himself, he was so desperate to touch you that he couldn’t control himself. He looked over at your mom, still prattling on and so stupidly oblivious before his hand slipped discreetly onto your thigh.
Bucky didn’t look over at you when your head shot over to him, just continued to nod and smile in the right places as his thumb brushed up and down your inner thigh, squeezing the skin lightly until you relaxed again.
Then his hand slipped higher up until his palm cupped your pussy, his thumb stroking against your clothed clit as his fingers shifted against your hole. Again your head snapped back to him and he could feel your breathing hitch but he showed no signs of seeing you, just continued to stroke at your pussy.
He couldn’t stop himself from smirking as you shifted in your seat and brought your elbow onto the table, your palm coming up to rest on your cheek and covering your mouth as you desperately tried to hold back whimpers.
You tried staying still but you couldn’t stop your hips from moving, trying to get closer to Bucky whilst not showing any signs that something was happening under the table. Bucky was in heaven, here you were in front of your mom, in public, letting Bucky play with you because you trusted him so much, because you were so ridiculously well trained that he knew he could do anything he wanted and you’d go along with it.
Bucky couldn’t stop his smirk pulling wider when the waiter came to take your orders and you stuttered your way through your answer, your mom asking if you were ok afterwards and you clenched your thighs together as you nodded.
He could tell you were getting close now, he knew it had to be killing you to stay silent. You were always so vocal, he loved that you never hid your pleasure from him, never stopped the cries and whimpers escaping you. It was intoxicating but this was doing just as much for him, watching your cheeks flush, seeing your palm digging into your mouth to stay quiet, feeling your hand tighten against his wrist as his fingers worked you over the edge, it was beautiful.
When you came you couldn’t stop the breathy moan that escaped you, head tilting to the side slightly towards Bucky and your eyes slipped closed. Your mom raised an eyebrow at you and asked if you were sure you were ok and Bucky just about held a chuckle in when you nodded after a few moments, struggling to keep your breathing under control before Bucky let his hand pull away from you.
“I, uh, I don’t feel too good.” You choked out and your mom’s expression shifted into one of concern whilst Bucky hid a smirk. “I’m just, um, restroom. I need to use the restroom.”
Bucky watched you stand, pulling your skirt down as you did and his eyes immediately fell to your ass as you walked away to clean yourself off your cum.
“I hope she’s ok, she looked a bit flushed.” Your mom said, turning to look at Bucky who nodded and brought his hand to his face, scrubbing it across his stubble and letting his fingers drag across his lips, letting his tongue poke out enough to taste you on himself.
“I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Bucky assured and tried not to groan at the sweet taste of you.
It wasn’t much longer after that that Bucky made his mind up. It had been so long, so much time invested into making sure you trusted him, into getting you to associate anything sexual with him. It had been so long and Bucky was aching for it. He was rubbing himself sore with how often he had to take himself into his fist, thoughts of your little moans as you came too much for him to ignore.
He waited until the house was empty for the weekend, your mom out of town on some business trip that Bucky hadn’t bothered to listen to. In all honesty the second she told him she’d be gone he stopped listening all together, his thoughts already on his cock stretching you out.
Bucky had waited so long for this, so damn long. He couldn’t even wait a full hour after your mom had left before he was opening the door to your room and making his way over to your bed.
It was still early, the sun not long having risen and you were still asleep when he climbed onto your bed, his lips pressing soft kisses to your neck. He couldn’t help but smile at the sleepy whine that left you even as you tilted your head to the side to make room for him.
Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle against your neck before he slipped lower, mouthing at your clothed tit. He didn’t waste any time lifting you shift enough to wrap his mouth around your nipple, groaning as he sucked it greedily into his mouth, feeling you shift and push up into him.
His other hand came up to knead at your other tit, you moaning and whimpering and fuck even when you were asleep you were so responsive to him.
He finally managed to pull himself off your tits, smirking at the whine that left your lips before he trailed kisses down your stomach, stopping at the top of your pants.
He’d never gotten to taste you before, not properly, not like this and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t hard already, so desperate for it. He’d be so patient, he deserved to take everything from you.
He was able to pull your pants and underwear down in one quick motion, groaning when he saw the wetness already staining your underwear. God you were so perfect for him, he really had trained you well.
Bucky wasted no time aligning his face with your pussy, pausing only to place a soft kiss to your inner thigh before he dove in.
He felt you wake with a gasp, your thighs closing around his head but his hands were pushing them wide apart, spreading you open as he licked and sucked at your pussy.
“Bucky!” You choked, “mhm, wh-what, oh, what are you-“ you tried to ask but cut yourself off with a strangled moan.
Bucky didn’t bother to pull away to answer you, he had waited too long for this and now that he had a taste he was hooked, eating you out like a man starved. Your whines and whimpers were only pushing him further, he needed more from you, he needed you crying and begging whilst he ruined you, whilst he took your innocence away, knowing that you were trained so well, loved him so much that you wouldn’t tell a soul.
Bucky could feel when you were about to cum, the change in your breathing, the way your pussy clenched around him. It took all his effort but he managed to pull away from you, a cry of displeasure leaving your lips because you were so close to that good feeling only Bucky could make you feel.
“Daddy’s got you, baby girl.” Bucky murmured, shifting up the bed to press a messy kiss to your lips, groaning as he shoved his tongue into your mouth.
Bucky had positioned himself in between your legs and gave a roll of his hips as he kissed you, rocking his cock against you and hearing you let out a confused whine. He couldn’t help but smirk into the kiss before pulling away, seeing those wide eyes focused on him.
“Daddy’s gonna make you feel so good, sweetheart.” Bucky told you, thumb brushing against your lips, moaning as he pushed it into your mouth and you automatically sucked on it.
He moved away and pulled his shirt off, watching as your eyes widened even more, confused and yet still taking him all in. Then he moved to pull his pants down, dragging his underwear off too and keeping his eyes on you.
“It’s alright Y/N, you trust Daddy, don’t you?” And god if the nod he immediately received didn’t send a wave of pleasure through his cock. “Daddy’s gonna take care of you, you’re gonna let Daddy play with you, huh, make you feel real good?”
A swarm of emotions was clear on your face, confusion being the main one but Bucky was over the moon to see that there was no hesitancy, no fear. He’d trained you so fucking well, it’d be no time before you were nothing but a needy set of holes letting him use you however he wanted.
“That’s my girl.” Bucky praised when you nodded again, a smile pulling at your lips.
Bucky couldn’t hold himself back anymore, he tried to be gentle he really did but once his head lined up with your hole he couldn’t help but push himself halfway in in one deep thrust, relishing in the pained sobbed that escaped you.
“It’s alright Y/N/N, it’s gonna feel so good, Daddy always makes his baby feel good, right?” Bucky managed to ask once he’d got through the wave of pleasure that hit him because you were so fucking tight and he could feel you clenching around him.
“Always Daddy.” You answered and he couldn’t help himself, hearing you call him Daddy sent him over and he slammed the rest of the way into you, seeing the tears that had formed in your eyes leak over and onto your cheeks.
“So pretty for me baby.” Bucky praised, looking down at your closed eyes and the tears making their way down your face, your mouth parted slightly as you panted for air.
Bucky’s hand came up to your chin, thumb trailing along your lower lip before he let it wander lower, wrapping gently around your throat and watching your eyes fly open when he applied the smallest bit of pressure.
“Shhh, it’s alright baby, trust Daddy.” Bucky told you and you stared at him for only a second before nodding.
Just as he felt you relaxing he started moving inside you, he somehow managed to keep his thrusts soft and slow at first, the pace and the tight heat of your pussy driving him crazy. At some point your sobs of pain turned into cries of pleasure as tears still leaked over your eyes.
Bucky started to increase the speed of his thrusts, pulling right out of you only to slam deep back into you and your cries and whimpers were music to his ears. It was so much better than he could have thought, all this time fantasising what you would feel like and god the real thing was so much more than he could have hoped for.
As he picked up his pace he applied more pressure around your neck, watching as a moan got stuck in your throat as he pressed you into the bed. Your eyes widened for only a moment before you relaxed, looking at him with the most trusting, adoring look he had ever seen and it was all he could do to not bury his load in you then and there.
But he was close, the pretty picture you made, a fucking beautiful mess of tears as his cock stretched out your tight, little hole, lips parted as he choked you. He couldn’t stop himself from hammering into you, small little whimpers managing to escape you that went right to his dick.
He could feel you were about to cum all over his cock so he tightened his grip on your throat even more and watched seconds later as you threw your head back as best you could in his hold and he could feel you clenching around him as you came with a soundless moan.
Bucky lasted for only a few more thrusts before he was burying himself as far into your tight pussy as he could, feeling himself cum deep inside of you, the thought of him filling you up full of his cum causing his hips to buck impossibly further into you.
Bucky stayed buried in you, his grip on your neck even tighter as he focused on his own pleasure, you nothing more than a hole to him right now and it wasn’t until you managed to let out a choke noise that he turned his attention back to you.
You were always, even still, overwhelmed whenever you came but with the added pressure of his fingers around your neck and his cock you were out of it, completely dazed and eyes unfocused. Bucky couldn’t resist squeezing your neck one last time, savouring the choked cry that left you before he finally let up and let you breathe.
The second his hand was off you, you were panting, head falling to the side and lips parted. You were fucking ruined and Bucky loved it. He loved it even more when he pulled out of you and you let out a whine, he loved watching the mix of your cum and his trailing out of your hole, smirking when he saw a trail of blood too, knowing that he hadn’t tried to hold back once he started.
Fuck, you were a mess. He knew he could shove his cock right back in you and you’d just lay there and take it, mind so far gone on his cock. It was intoxicating, finally seeing all his time and effort paying off, finally knowing how your tight, little pussy felt around his thick cock.
He knew he could make the most of this weekend, knew it wouldn’t take much to turn you into nothing but his mindless, cock hungry slut. He’d only fucked you once and you were already so far gone.
So yes, people might have called Bucky Barnes a monster but if they could feel the things he felt, felt how good your virgin hole felt stretched around him, if they knew how well trained you were, they would praise him for how well he had done with you. He had you right where he wanted you, thinking he was the sweet, loving, caring step dad who only wanted to make you feel good rather than the step dad who wanted you so dumb on his cock that you’d give him anything he wanted.
Bucky knew it was wrong but he couldn’t bring himself to care, not when he let his thoughts wonder to how fucking good his thick cock would feel inside your tight little pussy, about the sounds that would leave you as he slammed into you without giving you a break.
God he knew it was wrong but he didn’t care, it was a need, bordering on an obsession. He was desperate for it, for your virgin pussy, it was all he could think about. Whenever his cock was deep in your mom his thoughts were on you, on the way you’d look with his dick buried inside you.
Every time he saw you walking around the house, the summer heat making you wear shorts and a top that did nothing to help Bucky’s obsession, he nearly slammed you into the wall and forced his cock inside you, not caring about anything but seeking out your tight pussy. Somehow he managed to restrain himself though but it was getting harder and harder.
He knew you didn’t suspect a thing, knew that you thought his lingering touches were nothing more than friendly ones. You’d known him long enough that you were comfortable around him, he’d been your stepdad for a while now and he knew you trusted him. Bucky would get you to trust him even more, trust him enough to let him wreck you and keep it to yourself.
God, he wanted you so bad, needed to wreck your little pussy, needed to split you open until you were sobbing.
He tried so hard to keep his hands to himself, he really did, but you were so god damn tempting. It didn’t help that you were an affectionate person anyway with people you liked, so you didn’t help his little obsession when you planted yourself against his side on the sofa and cuddled into him, it was all he could do to keep his hand on your arm and stop in from trailing further down your body, though he never stopped himself pulling you closer, letting your scent fill his nose.
It was a dark fantasy that had plagued him for so long now, he was desperate for you, practically aching to feel you beneath him and he had long since stopped pushing the thoughts away. Now they played on an almost constant loop in his head, Bucky completely lost in his head with thoughts of you.
“I shouldn’t be too long but you know how things get.” Bucky shook his head slightly to bring himself back to reality, your mom pottering around as she made sure she had everything she needed. “I told Y/N I’d give her a ride to that party she was talking about, do you mind doing it?”
Bucky hadn’t been listening properly but your mom had a work emergency was what he managed to pick up, leaving you and Bucky alone in the house together. Just the thought of it made his cock twitch but he cleared his throat and smiled brightly.
“Yeah, no problem.” He assured and watched as she nodded before pulling her bag onto her shoulder and reaching up to kiss his cheek, murmuring a see you later.
Once the door closed Bucky let his smile fall from his face as he let his hand wander down to his clothed cock, palming himself with a soft moan before forcing himself to stop. It was so tempting though, he knew you were upstairs, it would be so easy to walk into your room and throw you onto the bed.
Another quiet moan left him as his cock twitched again but he heard footsteps above him and shook his head. It was tempting but he would have to keep his hands to himself.
He managed to calm himself down, sitting on the sofa and pointedly not thinking about you all alone upstairs, nobody else home to hear how he made your moan. He kept his hands busy, gripping a book he wasn’t ready to keep them off his dick. He’d have plenty of time to take care of himself, you’d be gone and he could lay himself down on your bed, the scent of you invading him whilst he let his thoughts run wild.
He was doing so well right up until you came down the stairs. You hadn’t seen him yet, sat on the sofa with the perfect view of you. You were too busy bending down to put your shoes on.
God, Bucky had done so well keeping his hands to himself but he couldn’t stop himself from taking every bit of you in. Your underwear was nothing but a tiny sliver of material, practically covering nothing and Bucky barely held a moan in.
Fuck, he had to have you.
He didn’t even remember moving, one second he was sitting on the sofa, the next he was pressing you face first against the wall with his fingers digging painfully into your hips as he pulled you against his already half hard cock.
“Bucky?!” You exclaimed after letting out a startled yelp. “What the-get off me.”
But he couldn’t, he couldn’t rip himself off you if he tried, not now that he had you against him, not now that his cock was pressing against you. Fuck you had to know what you were doing to him, coming down stairs in that tight little dressing, flashing your little pussy at him.
God Bucky had been good, so damn good, but he was a weak man and you were so painfully tempting.
“Fuck baby,” he murmured, burying his face in your neck and placing wet, open mouthed kisses against your skin, feeling your shudder and trying to pull away. “Fuck, look at you doll, so fucking pretty for me.”
He let one of his hands move, trailing from your hips to your stomach before trailing downwards and under your dress. He heard your desperate pleas to let go, you thrashing against him, moving against his cock, achieving nothing but making him harder.
When his fingers ran along your covered pussy Bucky couldn’t help but moan desperately, feeling like all the years of pent up tensions, of agonising patience and restraint were being drained from him. His palm cupped your pussy with no gentleness, his thoughts too clouded with longing and desperation to take it easy.
You winced and whined as Bucky cupped your pussy in his palm, pulling you further back against him and feeling his dick against your lower back. You felt tears filling your eyes as you tried to get away but his weight was pressing you into the wall and you couldn’t move.
“Fuck princess,” Bucky moaned, sucking a bruise into your neck causing the tears to slip down your cheeks. “Waited so long to touch you, fucking perfect for me, Y/N/N.”
“Please Bucky,” You sobbed, still moving against him pointlessly, “Please don’t do this.”
Bucky moved from your neck and buried his face in your hair, breathing you in as his hand pushed away the thin material of your underwear, him practically shuddering against you as he finally, finally touched your pussy.
You really were perfect for him, his fingers easily making small circles against your clit causing you to sob and plead with him but Bucky was so far gone, finally he was touching you, so obsessed with the thought for so long that he was practically drunk on you now that he was touching.
He pulled away only to turn you around so you were facing him and you took that chance to try and get away from him but Bucky was always going to win that fight, much stronger than you. You scrunched your eyes shut as his hand cupped your jaw, his thumb brushing away tears only to be replaced with more.
Touching you wasn’t enough, he had to taste you, had to bury himself deep inside your virgin pussy. It was like every fibre of his body was screaming at him to do it, that it was the only thing that was running through his head.
“Come on baby,” he whispered as he leaned in close to you, pressing a kiss just below your ear before biting at your earlobe none too gently. “Let’s go upstairs.”
That seemed to light a new fight in you as you pushed against him, kicking and punching and sobbing in a desperate attempt to get away from him but Bucky wasn’t having any of it. God, he had waited so long for this and he finally had you, you were finally his.
You were his little doll, his to do whatever he wanted to.
“None of that now.” Bucky grunted as he grabbed your wrists together and practically dragged you up the stairs, you fighting against him but it wasn’t enough.
Within minutes he had you in your room, kicking the door closed before he threw you onto the bed. He made quick work of using his belt to restrain your hands, arms lifted towards the top of the bed.
You continued kicking at him and Bucky paused long enough to find two more belts in your room and it wasn’t long before you were spread out on the bed, legs wide for him and Bucky couldn’t help but groan at the sight.
He had wanted this for so long.
Bucky crawled onto the bed and cupped your face in his hand, turning you to face him and leaned down. Fuck, he thought, you tasted so good and he couldn’t stop him from forcing his tongue into your mouth, so desperate to taste more of you.
You tried to fight back but Bucky’s hand held your jaw open and his tongue slid deep into your mouth. You were still crying and thrashing against the restraints Bucky had tied you to but, much to your absolute horror, you could feel a growing wetness between your legs.
This shouldn’t be turning you on, this was a man you’d known for years, your mom’s husband, he was taking advantage of you, forcing you to the bed against your will and here you were getting wet for him. It was wrong, it was more than wrong and yet when the hand not holding your jaw came up to wrap around your throat you couldn’t stop another wave of scared pleasure running through you.
Bucky seemed to catch the choked moan that came with his hand around your throat because he pulled away with a wicked smirk, tightening his grip so that your eyes widened.
“That’s it doll, Daddy knows what you want, Daddy knows you want this.” Bucky murmured, a dark look in his eyes as he tightened his grip even more, holding it until your vision began to swarm with black dots and only then did he release his grip, leaving you panting for breath and even wetter than you had been before much to your horror. “Attagirl, let Daddy take care of you.”
“Bucky please,” You tried again, desperately trying to ignore the wetness between your legs and the way your pussy kept clenching around nothing. “Don’t do this.”
“But baby I have to.” Bucky told you, his hands moving from your throat to the top of your dress which he ripped open effortlessly causing your pussy to clench again and you had to bite your lip. “See, I know you want it.”
Bucky’s mouth was wrapped around your nipple before you could even register it, the sudden wave of pleasure flooding your body even as more and more tears slid down your cheeks. His hands came up to your breasts, kneading and pinching at the unoccupied one as Bucky roughly sucked and bit at your nipple causing you to hiss in pain.
Bucky felt like he was in heaven, your breast in his mouth tasted and felt even better than all of his fantasies could ever have hoped to. But soon enough that wasn’t enough, he needed more, more, more.
Your eyes widened as Bucky pulled off your nipple and began trailing sloppy kisses down your stomach, pausing to rip the dress until it lay uselessly under you and leaving you exposed in only your underwear.
“Oh god baby.” Bucky moaned, his hand reaching down to palm at his cock as he shifted down the bed until his face was aligned with your pussy. “So fucking pretty for me, look at you.”
Bucky pressed a kiss to your inner thigh causing your breath to hitch and Bucky smirked as he trailed more kisses down your thigh until he got to your underwear. He didn’t bother taking it off, just licked at your clothed pussy and groaning loudly at his first real taste of you.
“Oh yes,” He moaned, feeling more pleasure than he had ever felt before, “Look at how fucking wet my baby is.”
You were sobbing, confused and scared. This was wrong, every bit of you knew it was wrong and it shouldn’t be happening, you didn’t want it to be happening and yet here you were soaking wet from the smallest of touches, pussy clenching every few seconds.
“Come on baby, you know you want it. You love Daddy, don’t you?” Bucky murmured as he went back in for another taste, practically ready to cum in his pants from this alone.
You loved Bucky, of course you did, he had always been there for you, but not like this. You didn’t want this but Bucky’s touch felt good and your body didn’t know whether to fight or lean into the touches, you didn’t know whether to fight or give into them.
Not that you had much choice, not strapped to the bed with Bucky pulling you underwear apart like it was nothing.
Bucky was gone, nothing could stop him now. Your pussy was right in front of him, wet and untouched by anyone and he wanted to, he needed to wreck you. The very thing he had obsessed over with lay out in front of him and he couldn’t stop now, not ever and with that he leaned forward and let his tongue trail from your hole up to your clit where he wrapped his mouth and began to suck like he was a man robbed of water.
You let out a choked sob that could very well have been a moan, your hand twitching to push Bucky away whilst your legs quivered and wanted to close around him and pull him deeper into you. It was making you cry even more, not knowing why you were feeling so conflicted.
Nobody had ever touched you like this before, the feelings were all new to you and it was overwhelming, especially when paired with the fear and panic you were feeling, still murmuring pleas for Bucky to stop even though you weren’t entirely sure you wanted him to.
Bucky greedily sucked and licked at your pussy, not being gentle, not letting you get used to his touch. No, he was taking what he wanted, right now you were his little doll with the most perfect pussy and he’d do whatever he wanted.
His face was wet, you were soaking his face and he was eating it up, loving every moment of it. He didn’t care about your crying or the protests falling from your lips, your pussy was telling him everything he needed to know, telling him how much you wanted this too.
Bucky pulled away from your clit causing you to sob, from relief or a want for more you didn’t know, but it wasn’t for long. Seconds later his tongue slid inside you and your hips bucked up causing him to chuckle against you, the vibrations causing you to cry out.
Bucky’s tongue moved in and out of you at a brutal pace, his thoughts a mess of pleasure as he thought about how he’d have his cock in you soon. He already knew he’d split you open, it was a tight squeeze getting his tongue in you and Bucky Barnes was no small man.
God he couldn’t wait to rip you open.
Tears ran down your face as Bucky’s pace never relented, it was too much. As much as you hated to admit it it was too good, it was too much pleasure and your body twitched as you threw your head back, feeling heat pool in your stomach and you couldn’t stop the moan that escaped you as you came for Bucky.
Bucky moaned against you, feeling your cum soaking his face and tongue and he wasted no time in licking your pussy clean, causing you to cry and whine as his tongue worked your oversensitive pussy. Bucky couldn’t help the dark chuckle that escaped him as he pulled away, knowing full well that your pussy wasn’t done with yet, that was just the start of things.
“Bucky,” You whimpered but Bucky didn’t give you the chance to say anything else as he pressed his lips to yours and pushed his tongue into your mouth, making you taste yourself. You felt and heard the moan he let out and couldn't help but whine.
“Look at you,” Bucky murmured, letting his fingers dance along your breasts again, lightly grazing over your sensitive nipples causing you to moan softly. “My little doll, huh? So perfect for me, waited so long to taste you.”
“Stop, please.” You cried, looking up at him with wet, watery eyes.
“You don’t get it, Y/N.” Bucky told you, leaning down to lick and nip at your breast, moaning as he did. “I can’t stop, I’ve thought about this, thought about you, for so long, baby. You’re perfect and now I have you. You’re mine, mine, I ain’t letting you go.”
“Why are you doing this?” You sobbed, still so painfully conflicted.
“Because I love you, Y/N. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Bucky grinned at you, the look slightly manic and you felt your stomach and your pussy clench. “Nobody’s touched you like this before have they?’
Bucky’s question was followed by his hand dipping back down and trailing lightly along your pussy causing you to shiver lightly. When you didn’t answer Bucky moved his hand and let it come back down on your clit with a sharp smack that had your body jolting.
“Has anyone touched you like this before, Y/N?” Bucky asked again, his tone colder now and your eyes widened in fear whilst you forced yourself to shake your head.
“N-no, only you.” You stuttered out and watched as Bucky relaxed again, his hand rubbing soothingly up and down your pussy causing you to scrunch your eyes closed at the shift between pain and pleasure.
“Good girl, keeping your pussy just for me, not letting anyone else touch what’s mine. So good for me, my little doll, fucking love you so much.” Bucky murmured, his tone going back to that soft one he’d been using before he nipped at your neck.
“Bucky please, you-” You paused, desperately trying to think of something to say, replaying his words over in your head. “You had a taste, okay? You gotta untie me, mom’ll be home soon.”
Bucky’s face darkened and you regretted your words immediately. Bucky would be damned before he let someone take you from him, he’d tear the head of anyone who tried. You were his now.
“No need to worry about her anymore,” He told you, pressing an open mouthed kiss to your breast before sucking a bruise into the soft skin causing you to hiss and moan despite how hard you tried to suppress it. “Your only job is to be a good girl for me, yeah? Let Daddy take care of you, let Daddy make you feel good.”
“Bucky,” You whimpered but Bucky cut you off with another slap to your pussy, followed by another and another until you were begging him to stop. “I’m sorry! Please, I’m sorry!”
Bucky finally stopped his assault on your pussy, pulling back to look at the angry redness and your swollen clit, licking his lips as he thought about his cock stretching you open.
“I know you are, baby.” Bucky smiled at you and brushed some hair out of your face. “You’re such a good girl, aren’t you?”
Bucky raised an eyebrow and you and you took a shaky breath, knowing he expected an answer and hoping that you could keep him calm if you did what he wanted.
“Yes, yes Bucky.” You forced out and Bucky’s smile widened into a bright grin as he stroked your cheek.
“Daddy’s so proud of you doll, so perfect. Daddy’s gonna make you feel so good.” He told you and let two of his fingers push into your pussy, watching as you winced.
He loved that it was a tight fit for two of his fingers even with his spit in your pussy and the wetness from you. He couldn’t help but smirk down at you, watching as your mouth hung open slightly as you panted. Bucky’s fingers, even with the tightness, rocketed in and out of you causing you to pant and whine and thrash against him.
God, he loved it.
He didn’t continue for long though, already holding off for too long. His cock was painfully hard, a leaking mess against his underwear and so, so desperate to be buried inside his little girl. So he pulled his fingers out of you, taking a moment to suck off the wetness from your pussy before he pulled his shirt off over his head and pulled his jeans and underwear off.
Your eyes widened and you shook your head, the tears which had slowed down coming back full force as you realised what was going to happen. Your eyes went to Bucky’s cock and you sobbed, there was no way that was going to fit inside you. It was long and thick and red from where Bucky was forcing himself to wait until he was buried inside you.
Bucky moved so he was up at the top of the bed with you, his dick level with your face but you turned away and shook your head. Bucky wasn’t having any of it though and fisted your hair in his hand, turning you back to face him and prying your mouth open with the other hand.
Once your mouth was open he wasted no time in sliding his cock into you, pleasure filling him at the way your mouth stretched and you gagged immediately. Bucky didn’t give you time to adjust and used the hand in your hair to move you up and down his cock, watching as drool escaped your mouth, sliding down your chin as well as soaking his dick.
“Fuck doll, that’s it, so fucking good for me.” Bucky moaned, completely lost to his pleasure, your mouth tight and hot and perfect.
You couldn’t help but moan around his dick, causing him to chuckle darkly. You were so confused, you knew it was wrong but having Bucky’s cock in your mouth had your own pussy flooding, you could feel the wetness running down you. You shouldn’t be enjoying this and yet here you were, wetter than you had ever been, dick in your mouth and taking pleasure from it.
When Bucky pulled you further down his cock you gagged and tried to relax your throat, feeling it slid down and tears ran down your cheeks for a different reason now. God, what were you doing? You couldn’t be enjoying this.
You let out another moan as Bucky forced his cock further into you, your pussy clenching desperately around nothing as you moaned again. You hated that you were not only letting this happen but also taking pleasure from it. You hated that you forced your mouth to open even wider around Bucky’s thick cock.
“Fuck, yeah, that’s it baby girl, just like that.” Bucky praised in between moans and you felt a bolt of pleasure run straight to your pussy at the praise. “Such a good little doll for me, aren’t you?”
Bucky wasn’t expecting an answer but he couldn’t help but laugh softly as you moaned incoherently around his cock anyway, the grip he had on your hair lessening and you didn’t try to pull off, instead you bobbed your own head up and down his length.
Bucky knew he had to pull out of your mouth or he’d end up cumming down your throat and as hot as that mental image was, he was so desperate for your pussy that he managed to force his cock out of your mouth, smiling down at the pretty picture you made.
You were a complete mess, lips red and swollen, drool all over yourself, mixing with the tears. You panted for breath before your lips pulled into a pout on their own.
“S’alright baby, Daddy’s got you.” Bucky murmured as he shuffled down the bed and you bit your lip as you watched him settle between your legs. “Such a good girl getting Daddy’s cock wet, huh? Look at your pretty pussy dripping for me.”
“Please daddy,” You whimpered before swallowing around the sudden lump in your throat because that wasn’t meant to come out of your mouth but then Bucky was smiling so warmly at you that you felt another wave of pleasure run through you. “Daddy, please.”
Bucky was grinning, he couldn't help it, this was more than he could have hoped for. You so cock hungry, so blissed out on his cock that you were giving in to what you wanted. Fuck, he needed to be in you now.
“I know baby girl, Daddy’s got you.” Bucky murmured as he lined his cock up against your hole.
Bucky was way too big, your virgin pussy had never been played with and Bucky knew he would destroy you, he was counting on it. Even with his tip lined up against your pussy he could tell he was much too big, when he pressed in the smallest bit he was pressed against your whole pussy, your hole too small but he’d be buried in you.
“You want Daddy’s cock, doll?” He asked softly and you nodded, looking at him with wide eyes. You knew it was wrong but it felt good, it felt so, so good and it was Bucky. You loved the man even if it wasn’t like this, even if this was wrong, it felt good.
“Please, please Daddy.” You begged and Bucky nodded, leaning down once more to kiss you and smiling into it as you kissed back, a little messily and proving how inexperienced you were but Bucky loved it.
When he pulled away his eyes were immediately on your pussy, he had to watch as he pushed in. He held the tip of his cock and pushed himself in, grinning when his cock just brushed against your pussy because your hole wouldn’t take him.
He shoved three fingers into you causing you to buck into his touch and hiss in pain but he ignored it and used his other hand to guide his dick to your open hole, the tip lining up and he pushed himself in, moving his fingers and forcing his head in.
You let out a sob of pain, thrashing against the sudden, painful intrusion. A stinging pain spread through your pussy as Bucky didn’t give you a second to get used to the feeling of being open before he slammed into you, forcing his cock deep inside you.
You sobbed loudly, pleading with him to stop. It was too much, too painful, red hot stinging ached your whole body. Bucky was too big, too thick. It felt like your whole lower half was being ripped open.
Bucky moaned deeply as he settled inside of you, pausing for only a few seconds to savour the tight, heat that surrounded his cock, he could feel your walls tensing and pulsating as your body tried to push him out but he was buried so deep in you, he wasn’t going anywhere.
Without any more hesitation Bucky gave into every feeling he’d hidden away for so long and began thrusting in and out of you, pulling back far enough that his tip was just nearly about to slip out of you before he slammed into you repeatedly.
Your cries and sobs continued, it was so painful, pain ran through your whole body. Bucky’s cock was huge, it felt like he was ripping you open with each thrust and yet at some point you began to feel little bursts of pleasure. You desperately tried to focus on them but the feeling of being torn apart was too much.
That was until Bucky finally took pity on you and his fingers rubbed circles on your clit. The second his fingers touched you your hips thrusted, burying him deeper into your pussy causing you both to groan. As Bucky’s fingers played with your clit the feelings of pleasure were more and more until you were moaning loudly, head thrown back as there was an even mix of pain and pleasure running through you.
Bucky kept up a steady stream of praise and you lost yourself on his dick. Bucky watched as he fucked you silly until you were moaning and babbling words he couldn’t make out but your fingers were buried in the belt, your hips moving to meet his thrusts.
Watching his cock spread you open, watching as he ripped you open sent a whole different kind of pleasure through him. He knew it had to hurt and here you were absolutely gone, the only thing on your mind was Bucky’s cock. It was intoxicating to watch and Bucky knew he couldn’t live without this anymore.
“D-da-Daddy, oh God, Daddy,-plea-God,oh my God, Daddy please, too much!” You babbled and Bucky knew you were close so he picked up his speed, his fingers against your clit circling faster as his hips thrusted in and out of you with an almost painful pace. “No, too, too much, Daddy please.”
“Daddy’s got you, baby. You’re good, so perfect for me.” Bucky continued to murmur, leaning down and sucking another bruise into your neck before nipping at your ear as he spoke. “So good, so perfect, my perfect little doll, letting me rip you wide open, taking my cock so well. Fuck baby, you’re perfect.”
“Daddy please!” You sobbed, head thrown back and eyes clenched shut. Bucky placed another light kiss to your neck causing you to shiver.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum Y/N.” Bucky told you, feeling himself tightening and he could feel you clenching around him. “Cum for me, baby, come on me, cum all over Daddy’s cock.”
Bucky felt you cum first, doing as he ordered and soaking his cock with your cum. Your head seemed to fall further back into the mattress as your back arched and you clenched tightly around him. It only took two more hard thrusts before Bucky buried himself in your neck and shot his load inside you, pushing himself as deep inside you as he could and cumming harder than he ever had before.
It took a few minutes for you both to catch your breath and Bucky was able to pull away from your neck to look at you. He couldn't help but smile, you were absolutely wrecked. You looked back at him through half lidded eyes, pleasure swimming in them, you looked totally blissed out with your mouth hanging open to take deep breaths as you worked through the aftermath of your orgasm.
When Bucky moved to pull out of you you couldn’t help but whine and clench around him, shaking your head causing him to chuckle.
“You don’t want Daddy to pull out?” He asked and you shook your head again. “Want Daddy to keep his cock inside you, make sure all that cum stays in you?”
You whimpered and nodded and Bucky felt his heart swell. Who could have guessed the real thing would beat his fantasies?
Bucky leaned down to kiss you again, this kiss much lazier than the last and you kissed him back, tiredly but eagerly letting him slip his tongue inside your mouth. It was only a few moments later that Bucky pulled away and let his fingers brush against your cheek.
“Daddy’s got to move, baby, sure your hands are aching by now.” Bucky said and watched your frown before you tilted your head back and realised that both your hands and feet were still bound.
You nodded and Bucky slowly pulled out of you, moaning loudly when he watched his dick slip out and your hole stayed stretched, pulsing around the empty space as a stream of cum escaped the wide hole.
He couldn’t help but let his hands trail across you causing you to whine but Bucky shushed you as he leaned down and licked at your pussy, making sure a mix of your cum and his own gathered in his mouth before he moved back up to you and cupped your jaw, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip and this time he didn’t need to force them open as you let your mouth open for him.
Bucky leaned down and spat the mix of cum into your mouth, letting it trail out of his mouth slowly and feeling his cock twitch as you stuck your tongue out for it. He watched you swallow the cum down and couldn’t stop himself from leaning down to kiss you again before finally forcing himself to pull away and undo the belts from around you.
Your hands fell down to your side and Bucky moved to sit back down next to you, waiting to see what your next move would be now that you were free. You shocked him by letting your fingers move along your stomach before brushing down against your used, sore pussy, shivering at the touch. You coated your fingers with the cum, looking down at your fingers before you brought them up to your mouth and wrapped your lips around them.
“Shit baby.” Bucky moaned and you smiled once you pulled your fingers out with an obscene pop. “So fucking perfect for me, huh?”
Bucky didn’t know how he got so lucky, how this was better than all those fantasies he had created. He couldn’t help but beam at you hours later when your mom was home and asked why you were walking funny, if you were ok and you just smiled at her and told her everything was fine. He didn’t know how he got so lucky when the next night after the woman in his bed fell asleep he snuck into her daughter's bed and buried himself deep inside of her, filling her with his cum. He didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky that you were so damn eager to please him, his own little doll ready for him to use however he wanted.
