Shouldn’t be Doing This
#91 and #97 with poly!mafia stucky in the 1940s. I would love to see alpha stucky in their own era. Imagine the things they could get away with: no cell phones, no computers, and no big brother watching your every move.
“Can we just stay home So i can fuck your brains out.” “We shouldn’t be doing this.” “But we are so just enjoy it.”
Words:2491
Warnings: Smut, 18+, stripper!reader, oral, unprotected sex, cum play, daddy!Bucky, yes that means sub!Steve holy fuck
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You were the new girl at work. You had just started working at the Strawberry Strip Club a couple of days ago. Tonight was Saturday night, and rumor has it the owners liked to come out on Saturday night... and they paid big.
You were anxious to make a good first impression, all the girls said they kept tabs on them and knew which ones were new. You brushed your hair out, smoothing the curls that were on your head as you took a deep breath.
Standing up in your platform heels, you pulled at your lingerie- sheer black bralett and matching lace panties with stockings pulled to your thigh.
“You look great, don’t be nervous. They’re just another customer,” Stella winked at you as she walked to the dance floor, she back tracked in the room, looking at you as she continued, “except they like to fuck each other in the back room. Just know that ahead of time.”
Your eyes widened, you had heard stories of the owners. The stories about how dangerous they were, how hot they were, and now you’re learning they’re gay for one another? Was this a secret? Are you supposed to act like you don’t notice it? Will you be shot if you do notice it?
Nonetheless, you didn’t have time to think about it. You walked out to the dance floor and started to dance around waiting for people to show up, seeing as it was early in the night.
Time passed and dances went on. Time to close was creeping up and several ladies had gone home for the night. You made your rounds, asking the gentlemen who would like a dance, but the money had run dry in the club, and it was time for everyone to leave.
Suddenly, the doors open to the club, the streetlights illuminated the entrance as you looked over and saw two men, dressed in suits, being followed by a posse of burley goons. Your eyebrows quirked over to another girl, silently asking who that was, but you were met with her wide gaze.
“That’s the owners,” she whispered as the security guard walked to the dance floor clapping his hands.
“Everyone out! Let’s go!” He yelled, waving the handful of gentlemen left out.
One guy stood up angrily, yelling at the security guard but stopped in his tracks, fear filling his face as he followed the direction the guard’s thumb pointed. “These guys always ruin my fun,” he muttered as he walked out of the club.
The owners walked in, their goons standing in various places around the club silently. They sat in the chairs in the front of the club, hand waving to the girl on the pole, motioning for her to continue.
The girl who had told you who they were walked over slowly, leaning down to ask them if they wanted a dance, but they waved her off handing her a wad of money. She sighed as she came closer to you, whispering, “They told me to go home.”
You stood where you were, knowing they didn’t want a dance but wanted to watch Lacey finish hers, and you watched them watch her. You strutted over, walking to the chair behind them as you joined them in watching Lacey.
You watched as the blonder bearded man leaned over to whisper over the music, “Couldn’t we have stayed home so I could just fuck your brains out?”
The comment made you bite your lip, holding back a giggle as you put your focus on Lacey as she finished her dance. You observed as the darker haired bearded man leaned down, hand on the other’s thigh as he whispered, “be patient, baby. You’ll get what you deserve soon enough.”
Lacey finished her dance, unsure of what to do next. “Hun, you can go home, here,” The dark haired one said, handing her a wad of money as well.
She accepted it with a small smile, “thank you, Mr. Barnes.”
A few moments passed by in silence before they both turned in their seats to look at you, “Oh, hi. I’m sorry. I’ll go-“ you stammered, standing up from your chair.
They chuckled, Mr. Barnes’ hand going out to grab your arm softly. “Don’t be sorry, doll. We were actually hoping you would show us to a back room?”
You eyes widened slightly at the comment, knowing what Stella had told you about their ventures in the back room. You nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling them down the hall to a room where the big bucks were made.
“Here you guys are,” you muttered as you opened the door for them, standing to the side for them to enter.
“You’re not going to join us?” The other one asked, shocking you.
“Uh, yeah, I am.”
You waited around avoiding their stares as they sat on the couch, mouths tangled together as they moaned into one another’s touch.
You were sure this was the type of thing that happened in the back rooms; however, you were explicitly told there was to be no sex in the building. No matter how much money offered.
You bit your lip softly, unsure what you were to do besides give them a lap dance, which they clearly didn’t want.
Mr. Barnes chuckled against his partner, waving you closer to them as he sat you between them. “You don’t have to dance, doll. We want you to join us,” he explained, a hand on your inner thigh.
The other boy chimed in, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to...”
Mr. Barnes rolled his eyes at the addition, pulling your face into his and he kissed you deeply, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip begging you to open your mouth. You moaned softly, Mr. Barnes took advantage of it and stuck his tongue in your mouth, tangling them together.
You moaned against his mouth, feeling the hands of his partner trail around your skin, running across your nipples as he kissed your neck.
Mr.Barnes pulled your leg over his lap, pulling you to straddle his lap as his partner scooted closer to the both of you. You watched the blonde boy kiss along Mr. Barnes’ neck, meeting his lips as you bucked your hips against Barnes’, a hand stroking his partner’s thigh.
They moaned under your touch, causing you to bite your lip. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” you murmured as they pulled away.
Mr. Barnes pulled your head down to his lips again, “but we are, so just enjoy it.”
His kiss was harsh, tongue biting your lip as he pulled away and brought his hand to his partner’s bulge. “Stevey, remember when you said you wanted to fuck my brains out?”
You watched as Steve nodded eagerly, tongue reaching out to lick at Mr.Barnes’ face, “Yes, daddy. I remember,” he whined, making your pussy throb at the obedience.
“Do you want to make me watch you fuck her brains out?” He suggested softly, making Steve groan.
“Oh, Can I, daddy?” He asked as he began pulling his jacket off.
You watched as Mr. Barnes nodded, smiling at the obedient sub, “go ahead baby. Make her cum on your cock while I watch.”
Steve grabbed your face in his hand, pulling your lips on his as he kissed you hard. His lips slightly chapped as his tongue pushed against yours, dominating your kiss. You groaned as you felt Mr. Barnes slap down in your cunt, “Go fuck my baby boy.”
Your body clenched at the sensation, moisture pooling in the sheer panties as you were pulled backwards off Mr.Barnes’ lap onto the floor by Steve. You moaned as he crawled between your legs, a knee knocking your legs apart as his lips left yours to kiss along your stomach.
He left open mouth kisses down your stomach as he pulled your panties to the side, tongue dipping between your folds. He moaned as he tasted you, muttering something about how sweet you tasted as his fist stroked his cock furiously.
You reached a hand down to his cock, urgently pulling him to your entrance as he slammed his cock in you. “She’s an eager one, daddy,” he muttered between thrusts as he slammed his hips against yours savagely.
You groaned loudly, looking up at ‘Daddy’ as he palmed himself through his trousers, eyes fixated on how well you were taking his baby boy. Your back arched as Stevey brought his fingers to your clit, rough, calloused digits rubbing figure-8s against your sensitive nub.
Your moans mixed with his as your legs pulled him closer to you with every thrust, you felt him slow down, his thrusts becoming softer as you arched your back off the floor, releasing your orgasm on his cock.
“Cumming on my cock, fuck,” he groaned as his cock twitched inside you and he pulled it out to paint your belly with his warm cum.
You giggled as you watched his face contort in focus as he tugged the cum out of his cock, looking up at Mr. Barnes. He had his elbow on the arm of the chair, head in a hand as his finger was between his lips, watching his baby boy make a mess of the new stripper.
Stevey crawled closer to his daddy, sitting on his knees as his cock slumped over on his trousers, “Did I do good, daddy?”
He raised his eyebrows at him, amused. He moved his finger from his mouth, looking at you, “What so you think, doll? Did my baby boy do good?”
You nodded your head slowly, eyes staring back at his lust-filled ones. You were unsure of what to refer to him as, but knew what your cunt wanted you to say. “He did good, daddy.”
Mr. Barnes smirked at your response, hand moving from his face as he looked down at Stevey as his lust filled expression. “Did ya head that baby boy? She wants to be my baby girl.”
Steve nodded his head, eyes raking over your body as Mr.Barnes pulled his pants off. He watched as his daddy hovered over your body, the dog tags around his neck raking over your chest, making goosebumps raise at the cold metal. “Are you sure you want to go down this road, doll? Sure you want to get tied up with me and my baby boy?” He whispered deeply, fingers pushing hair off your shoulders onto the floor below you as you looked between the both of them.
You took a deep breath, leaning your face up to meet his to kiss him, but he pulled away from you, leaving you pouting. “Yes, daddy. If Stevey doesn’t mind sharing.”
Steve cleared his throat from beside you, hand stroking up and down your arm on the floor. “I think she’ll be fun, daddy. You can have two babies.”
With the air of approval from Steve, Mr.Barnes reached a hand down, ripping your thin panties away completely.
You gasped, watching the fabric pull away from you as he chuckled, “Baby girl, I’ll buy you 50 of the same pair if you want them.”
He kneeled between your legs, stroking his cock before rubbing the tip along your slit and clit, making your back arch and legs wrap around his body. You whined as he smacked his cock down on your clit, eyes watching your face contort in pleasure.
He squeezed himself past your entrance, feeling your warmth expand around his cock as he bottomed out in you. His cock was longer than Stevey’s girthier one, and it was hitting your cervix softly, causing you to groan loudly.
“Daddy, can-“
“Stevey, why don’t you shut her up.”
Steve nodded, stroking his hardening cock as he sat beside your face, pulling it to the side as he slipped his cock in your lips, effectively shutting you up.
Bucky groaned as he fucked you slowly, his cock reaching deep in your depths, causing you to moan as the pain of him pushing your cervix translated into pleasure as he rubbed your clit.
Steve groaned, holding your head down on his cock as you gagged around him, drool pooling out of the sides of your mouth, which spurred ‘Daddy’ on. His thrusts came faster yet his cock still pushed against your cervix as you felt your orgasm building.
You started rutting your hips against him as Mr.Barnes put a hand around your throat, squeezing your throat to feel Stevey inside you. Steve groaned loudly at the feeling.
It was enough to cause the man to spurt his seed down your throat, pulling out to pepper kisses along your tear and drool stained face. With ‘Daddy’s’ hand still squeezing your throat, you moaned as you felt yourself about to come.
He brought the hand from your throat and slapped your clit again, “Did You ask to cum?” He demanded as his thrusts continued harshly.
You gasped at the feeling, it was enough to get you begging. “Please, Daddy! Can I cum Daddy?”
He chuckled at your response, bringing a his hand back to your clit to rub circles on it, “cum on my big cock baby.”
You moaned, orgasm releasing from your control as you felt Mr. Barnes pull out of your cock and into Stevey’s mouth.
Steve moaned gratefully around the cock, mouth bobbing on it as he groaned, steadying Steve’s head as he came in his mouth.
Steve sucked the tip harshly as Daddy tapped his lips with the bow soft cock. “Go welcome our new baby girl.”
Steve crawled over to you, lips meeting yours in a sweet and salty kiss. His teeth nipped your lip for you to open your mouth, and when you did his tongue pushed Mr. Barnes’ cum into your mouth. You moaned as you accepted it into yours, leaning above Steve’s face to spit the cum back down in his mouth as Mr. Barnes watched intently from against the chair.
Once Steve had gathered the cum back, he grabbed your throat, pushing your head below his so he could spit the cum back to you, your tongue sticking out as you hummed as the cum explored your taste buds.
You giggled as you swallowed the load, tongue sticking out to show Steve you’d accepted his gift. He smiled, pulling you into a kiss before muttering for you to, “go show daddy how slutty you are.”
You crawled over to Mr. Barnes on your hands and knees, a shit-eating smirk on your face. He grabbed your face, thumb pushing your chin down to open your mouth as you stuck your tongue out once again, wiggling both your ass in Steve’s face and your tongue in Daddy’s face.
He hummed a response before spitting in your mouth, watching as you giggled as you swallowed it again. He smiled wickedly at you, kissing your forehead softly. “You’re right, Stevey. She is going to be fun.”
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tags: @harrysthiccthighss