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myfictionaldreams · 5 months
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Day 28: Cockbulge - Lee Bodecker
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Summary: Being the new secretary at the Police Station had been quite the adjustment, but now, you're left alone with the handsome Sheriff, Lee Bodecker.
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, dubious content (slightly), injury/blood (cut to knee), clumsy!reader, size difference, cock bulge, dry humping, innocence, protective, authority/power play, praise kink, sir kink, rough sex, creampie, sucking fingers
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It had been a long first week at your new job as a secretary at the police station in Knockemstiff. Everyone had been pleasant and welcoming, which had calmed your nerves as you were completely new to the area, deciding to move across the country to have a fresh start.
Tonight, you decided to stay late to finish the remaining paperwork stacked up throughout the day. As you were so new, it was taking you some time to get used to filing and completing the documentation; therefore, you decided that if you stayed behind after everyone had left, you could complete it at a leisurely pace without making any mistakes.
What you hadn’t anticipated was the Sheriff had also decided to stay and sit in his office, the only light illuminating the building except for the lamp on your desk and in the kitchen. Everywhere else had a dark shadow that had your eyes flicking to check that there wasn’t something hiding in the darkness and still trying to get used to being in a new environment.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, you saw it nearing midnight and yet; there was still a sizeable stack of papers next to you on the desk. Deciding you needed a freshen-up, you stretched your arms high above your head, moaning quietly as different areas of your body popped and clicked.
You were planning to go and make yourself a coffee, but the light illuminating the edge of the room caught your eye. It was polite to ask if the Sheriff would like a coffee as well, but that included talking to him, which so far had been an unsuccessful feat as he always made you nervous enough to fumble your words. Not only was he in a position of great power, but Sherriff Lee Bodecker was incredibly handsome, from his tall stature, piercing blue eyes, buzzed hair and soft belly that was beginning to strain against his belt. Every single part of him had your insides fluttering and your mouth unable to form coherent words.
You seemed to chastise yourself constantly for being so foolish around him, knowing that he was your boss and you’d have to speak to him multiple times a day, so it was about time you got ahold of yourself. However, this was easier said than done.
Baby steps, you reminded yourself. You didn’t need to go in and ask about his childhood. All you needed to do was knock on his door and ask if he’d like a coffee.
Taking a deep breath and straightening the material of your knee-length floral dress, you moved towards his office. The door lay open as if he was waiting for you, but quickly shaking your head, you knew your mind was playing fantasy tricks. The Sheriff sat behind his desk, a tall lamp over his shoulder, the only light fixture turned on as his eyes darted around the file in his hands.
Knocking three times gently on his door, you tried not to flinch as he looked up, the crease between his eyebrows smoothing as he smiled at your presence. “Would you like a coffee,  Sheriff?”
“Yes, please, Sugar” he smiled appreciatively, and you gave him a kind one in response, turning towards the kitchen area. As you switched on the coffee machine and waited for the water to warm, you arranged two cups on the countertop, and the anxious little voice in your head began to overthink the entire interaction. Sugar? Was he calling you a cute nickname, or was he asking for sugar in his coffee? How could you not know how the Sheriff likes to have his coffee already? You’ve been working for him for seven days already; this should have been the top three things you should know as the secretary.
So lost without your thoughts, you hadn’t heard his footsteps following behind you until he asked you a question, but your squeal in fear drowned out what he was asking as you quickly spun on the spot. In doing so, your elbow caught one of the coffee cups that fell off the side and smashed on the floor.
Your eyes widened in fear as you instantly were on your knees, reaching for the tiny shards that once created a cup. “I’m so sorry, Sheriff! I’ll pay for this, I promise. I wasn’t looking where I was going with my clumsy arms and-”
“Hey, hey, it’s alright, Darlin’, it’s only a cheap coffee cup, there’s no need to fret. Here, let me pick that up; I don’t want you accidentally cutting yourself now”.
Lee tried to take the shards of the cup from your palm, but you shook your head, “No, Sir. I’ll clean it. It’s my mess; I’m really sorry. I’m never usually this clumsy, I promise.”
“Sweetheart, it’s fine! But I must insist you give me those pieces before you hurt yourself”.
He was so close to you that you could feel his warmth as his fingers wrapped beneath yours and tilted what you had collected into his hand. Looking at him through your lashes with shame, embarrassment, and guilt, you were about to thank him when a sharp pain cut through your knee as you moved positions. “Thank you, Sheriff, I- ow!”
Both of your eyes lowered to your knee as you sat back onto the balls of your feet, lifting your dress and knee to see a portion of the broken cup had lodged into your skin, partially sticking out, and blood already leaking down your shin.
“Careful! Let’s get you in the light better. I’ve got you, put your arms around my shoulders”. The pain was increasing, which only meant you were half paying attention. All you knew was that you didn’t want to move your leg, but the Sheriff was in front of you, moving your hands for you until they rested on his uniform-covered shoulders.
As he stood, his arms wrapped around your waist, helping you to stand on one leg and then hop over to the table in the centre of the kitchen area. When your arse was brushing against the solid wood, his hands once more lowered to your hips, where he was able to lift you until you were sitting on the surface.
Even with your pain, your cheeks were aflame with embarrassment at his touches. Having him so close, you could smell the reminisce of his aftershave that he’d put on in the morning hour. It had an underlying spice scent while also remaining sweet, like vanilla. Then there was the searing heat remaining on your waist and hips from where his hands had touched; it was as if his hands had burned through your clothes altogether with the lasting impression that they had left.
The Sheriff had rushed to find the first aid box beneath the kitchen sink and was standing before you a second later; his eyebrows furrowed like they had been before you interrupted his reading. The table was positioned directly beneath the kitchen light so the two of you could see the extent of the damage. The shard wasn’t as deeply embedded as you’d first thought, but enough blood had flowed that a streak of red now pathed down your leg and pooled in your sock.
The sight instantly made you feel as if you were on a boat. Nauseous and dizzy as you swayed slightly. “Woah, ok, so you aren’t a fan of blood. Just look at me, Sweet, or better yet, lean on my shoulder and look in the other direction. That’s good; now, take some deep breaths. I don’t want you passing out on me, alright?”
You weren’t able to respond with the fear that you might vomit on your new boss, so you just followed his instructions. First, by looking up into his handsome, welcoming face and then leaning your cheek onto his shoulder, looking away from the mess running down your leg. As you continued to feel light-headed, Lee held his arms around your waist, his thumb stroking in gentle circles that helped to ground you at the moment, his touches once again causing warmth to bloom wherever he was, from the hands-on your body to the shoulder against your cheek.
Long minutes go past as you breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth, trying to regain any sort of control over your traitorous body. Feeling strong enough to have some composure, you realised, to your horror, that you’d been gripping onto his biceps like your life depended on it.
Releasing him with a gasp, your face tilted to look up at him. “I’m so sorry!”
“Why are you apologising? You’ve not done anything wrong” he tried to calm you with a soft stroke of your cheek with the back of his fingers, and it felt as if all air seemed to be sucked from your lungs. Lee smiled down at you before turning serious, “Why don’t you continue to lean on my shoulder, and I’ll clean your leg up?”.
Nodding your head as words seemed to fail from your mind at all the intimate touches that had passed between you and the Sheriff, you leaned your face against his cheek, looking away from the direction of your pained knee that had now turned into a deep throb of pain.
“You’re shaking, Darlin’. Just hold onto me; everything’s going to be just fine. You won’t need stitches from the looks of it. I’m just going to clean you first, then I’ll take out the shard”. Once more, you nodded your head in response and mentally screamed at the fact that you weren’t shaking because of the injury or the light-headed sensation but because you were nervous about being close to him.
Lee rummaged through the first aid box next to you and then began to clean the blood off of your leg. “How are you finding it here in Knockemstiff?” the Sheriff asked casually, trying to make small talk and distract you.
“I’m really enjoying it, sir; everyone’s been so welcoming and friendly”, you responded after a shaky breath, hands moving to grip the edge of the table so you refrained from grabbing onto him.
“Good. Do you live alone, or did your family move with you?”
Your entire body felt as if it was floating with the overwhelming emotions going through your body with having the Sheriff’s hand running up and down your leg; occasionally, his fingertip would brush against the skin directly, and you had to bite your lip to stop an embarrassing squeak from coming out of your mouth. “I live alone. My family live on the other side of the country. It’s just me”.
The hand on your leg paused momentarily before continuing towards your knee. “Pretty girl like you all by yourself? I don’t like the sound of that”, he mutters, almost so faintly that you weren’t sure if he had intended for you to hear it or not, but it had the desired effect anyway as your body involuntarily shivers.
Your tongue suddenly felt like it was made of lead as you responded, “It can be a little scary, but at least I know I’ve got a protector like you looking after the town, Sheriff”.
The shoulder you were leaning on shifted backwards as Lee tilted his body so that he could look down at you. You couldn’t understand the expression he was portraying; his eyes were unfathomably dark in the bright, overhanging light, and they seemed to be tracking every little movement of your face. “Of course, Sweet. I’ll always be here to protect you”.
“Ow!”
“There, the worst is over with now”. You had been so distracted with mesmerising his face this close, particularly the shape of his lips, that you hadn’t noticed that he had gripped the object in your knee, pulled it out and then quickly covered the cut in his wipe. “Sorry, I’m just going to move a little close to look at the damage”, he explains whilst shifting forward. In doing so, he pushed between your legs, causing them to spread further and him to be flush against your body.
Your mouth dried, fingernails digging into the wood. You’d only ever had one man this close to you before, and that was your ex-boyfriend, who you’d thought was the love of your life, allowing intimacy to occur because you were meant to be together forever. Then, one day, he decided he wanted that with the neighbour instead. This was the main reason for you moving across the country, but now, having the Sheriff this close felt both scandalous and yet safe, trusting your new boss as he was only helping you.
Deciding to believe this, you leaned further against him, but in doing so, your thigh pressed against something in his pocket. Assuming it was his gun, you didn’t see the need to move away from him and remained close, savouring the warmth he was providing you.
Maybe you were tired and somewhat delirious still from the current events, but it took you much longer than it should have to realise that the Sheriff’s hips were moving against your thigh, causing the sensitive skin to chaff. Your eyes had been closed but soon snapped open as your posture straightened.
Your mouth opened and then closed as you struggled to decide what to say. The hardness that was stroking against your thigh was definitely not his gun, which you realised should have poured fear through your soul, but your traitorous body reacted in another way as warmth bloomed in your panties and core.
Before you could react further, the Sheriff was moving away, “All done. You’re as good as new, Darlin’”. 
The warmth of his body stepped back as he moved to dispose of the bloody wipes and wrappers from the bandaid that now lay across the small cut on your knee. You inspected the area, mainly as a distraction so you didn’t have to look up at the Sheriff, worried that he’d see the glassy-eyed expression etched across your face or that you would see the bulge that had just been pressing against you.
“I think it’s about time we called it a night. How about I drive you home?” he suggested from across the room.
“Ye-yeah. You don’t have to drive me home, though, Sheriff. I only live down the road; I can just walk”.
As you were about to jump down from the table, he was in front of you again, that crease returning between his eyebrows as he looked at you disapprovingly. His hands rested next to yours on the table's edge as he leaned his weight on them, lowering himself so the two of you were now at eye level. “Now I won’t be having that. I’m not letting such an innocent-looking girl walk around in the middle of the night. You don’t know who is watching in the shadows. Go and get your coat; I’ll wait by the door”.
You gave him a thankful smile and embarrassingly squealed as his hands returned to your hip, and he pulled you off the table and back onto your feet. With the adrenaline coursing through your veins, you ran to your desk, trying to tidy it quickly before grabbing your coat.
Ever the gentleman, Lee held the station's door open, as well as his cruiser's passenger door open for you to get into his car. It felt odd for you to be in the front of the police car but also thrilling in a strange sort of way, and some naughty part of your brain couldn’t wait to get home so you could get the frustrations out of your body with the head of the shower between your legs.
Giving the Sheriff directions to your home, you both drove in a comfortable silence. However, being so close to him, in the contained metal box of his car, your wandering eyes kept slipping back towards him. Not only were you staring at his face, but your eyes dipped to his crotch. You would internally use the excuse it was to see if it was his gun, but this was strapped to the side of his hip, and yet, the bulge was still very evidently there.
“Do I have something on my face?” he asked innocently, rubbing his chin as your face scorched with heat; having been caught, you couldn’t find the courage to talk, so you shook your head and kept your eyes out the window.
Thankfully, the ride home didn’t take long, and he was pulling into your drive. The Sheriff looked intently at your house and the surrounding area that didn’t have many street lights as it was a private area. The trees loomed high, causing the space to look even more intimidating with shadows and darkness.
“Thank you so much for the ride home, Sheriff and for helping me with my knee. I promise I’ll buy the station a new cup. Anyway, you get home safe”. One hand on the door handle, your other was quickly gripped by Sheriff, halting your movements to leave his car as your head snapped to look at him with a confused frown.
“I don’t like you being out here by yourself. Just for my own sanity, do you mind if I do a quick check of the property? I don’t think I’d be able to sleep once I’m home to know I’ve not properly checked that you were safe”.
A gentle smile replaced your confusion as you nodded your head for him to do so, appreciating the help to make you feel safe. The two of you approached the front door, with the Sheriff helping to illuminate the way with his flashlight.
Once inside, you were quick to turn on the lights, thanking your past self for having decided to clean yesterday so it wasn’t in an embarrassing state for when your boss entered and searched the property. You waited patiently in the living area, listening to him walk throughout the house and checking behind doors that the windows and locks were secure.
“Sheriff, would you like a drink?” you shouted up the stairs.
“A coffee if you’d be so kind”, he responded quickly, and you were quick to move into the kitchen and place the pot on the stove, heating the water to a boil. You were still fresh to moving in and had already forgotten where you’d left the cups, and to your dismay, for some ungodly reason, you’d placed the nicer ones at the very top of the cupboard.
Straining onto your tip toes, you cursed yourself to hell for leaving the fancy cups so far away and the stepping stool in the other room as you tried your best to try and reach them. Just as they were a fingertip away, a solid, warm body entirely pressed against your back, and a giant hand collected the two cups and placed them on the counter in front of you.
“Than-Thank you, Sheriff”. You couldn’t help the stammer with having him practically on top of you, pushing firmly against your back so that your stomach ached from being forced into the kitchen side.
“It’s my pleasure, Sweet”, he replied with a tone you’d never heard before, low but authoritative. Before you could contemplate it any further, he shifted, and the bulge that you had once been against your thigh was now pressing against your lower back. You weren’t even breathing with the thoughts spiralling through your mind, anticipation and arousal returning with such a blow that you visibly shivered. The warm breath of the Sheriff then caressed the skin of your neck as he lowered his face. “I saw you staring at me in the car, those pretty doe eyes looking at their Sheriff in such a naughty way”.
Your mouth opened, prepared to try and defend yourself in a way you weren’t actually sure how, but his arms resting on either side of you, further trapping you in place, had any words dying on the tip of your tongue. “It’s fine, Darlin’. I was looking too. You’re just so damn breathtaking; all I’ve wanted to do this week is eat you right up”.
A mewl slipped past your lips as your eyes fluttered close and his nose brushed against your jaw. Lee smiled, hearing the pathetic noise, his body rutting against yours in response, “I know you want it too. I could feel how warm your arousal was as I was cleaning your knee, all flushed between those legs of yours. You just need someone to look after you, don’t you, Sweetheart?”
You were losing your mind, more whimpers bubbling from your chest as your head rolled back onto his shoulder, head tilting away to expose more of your neck for him. The Sheriff chuckled darkly, his lips skimming over your cheek as the two of you slowly rocked into one another, swaying on the spot.
You knew you should stop this before it escalated any further. He was your boss. Your Sheriff and you were sure it was somewhere in your contract that this sort of relationship shouldn’t form, but he was just so breathtaking, and you felt needy and lonely.
“Tell me you want this. I want to hear you say it”, he whispered against your ear, rocking his hips into your body still.
You spoke with the most confidence you could muster at that moment, “I want you, Sheriff Bodecker, I want this - please give it to me!”
He didn’t respond verbally at first. The Sheriff simply removed the water from the stove, turning off the heat. The chest against your back vibrated as he hummed his approval, one of his hands moving to cup your jaw. “Good girl. Now open those legs for me. Is this your first time?”
You swallowed audibly, widening your stance and spreading your legs, still using Lee as a support to keep you upright as you shook your head. “No, me and my ex-boyfriend, we…” your words trailed off, not finding the courage to say what you were both referring to.
Lee laughed against your cheek as he began to fumble with the skirt of your dress, lifting it at the back and gathering it around your waist. “Fucked? That’s what you wanted to say, isn’t it? My sweet girl isn’t as innocent as she looks”, he taunts whilst pulling your panties down your legs until you’re stepping out of them.
A faint buzz began to pound in your ears as he continued to hold your jaw so that you couldn't look over your shoulder at what he was doing with his other hand. However, the zipper noise that creaked through the thick atmosphere informed you of his actions. You were breathing heavily through your gaped-open mouth, knuckles aching with how badly you were clutching onto the countertop.
This was really happening. Your boss was going to fuck you against the kitchen cupboards after only knowing you for a week. How did it even go from finishing paperwork to this? You weren’t able to contemplate anymore as Lee lewdly spat into his hand and moved in between your bodies, smothering the tip of his cock with his spit, and then he was pushing up against you once more.
You jolted at the presence of his cock between your legs, fumbling to find its home, pressing between your soaked folds as Lee sucked in a quick breath. “So wet for me already. Do you really like you Sheriff that much?”
“Yes, sir”, you answered, sounding downright pathetic and needy as you tried to move your hips to help him find where you wanted him most, but his hard body kept you firmly in place.
Finally, he nudged at your entrance and wasted no time pushing within. You cried out as his thickness began to stretch you open thoroughly and deeply. Inch and inch delved between your folds as you savoured the delectable burn that came with his cock. You should have anticipated his size, considering the bulge that you’d been feeling and staring at it, but you couldn’t help but rise onto the tips of your toes as he pushed in further until both of your hips slotted together.
“Lord, you’re tight”, he praised gruffly, holding you tight enough that it was sure to cause bruises, but you didn’t care as you were completely under his control. “Bet you taste good too”. Without any warning, he eased the pressure of his body back for a moment to allow space for his hand that wasn’t gripping your face to delve down the front of your body and press against your throbbing clit, gathering the slickness onto his fingers. You gasped frantically at the stimulation and then groaned at the loss as his hand moved to his mouth, and you were praised with the beautiful noise of him moaning as he licked your juices from his fingers. “Fuck, I was right, you taste so damn good I just know I’m going to be addicted to you. Why don’t you have a taste, Darlin’”.
Your clit was being pressed on by his wet fingers once more, and then he was shoving them into your already open more which he kept open with the hand around your jaw. With your need to please him, you sucked hungrily at the three fingers wedged between your teeth, tasting the saltness of your slick and the uniqueness of his saliva.
Both of his hands remained there as he finally began to pull out and then slammed back in, causing burning pleasure to burst between your legs. Lee rested his forehead against the side of your face as he began to roughly fuck into you, keeping you entirely still with the way he had you pinned to the cupboards.
You’d never felt pleasure like this before; each thrust of his cock was never-ending euphoria, tightening and wetting your cunt. You continued to suck his fingers, using them as some kind of crutch so that you didn’t lose control completely, even though you were moaning incessantly.
Your hands moved to grip his wrists, your nails now embedded into his skin and causing crescent-shaped marks. Lee growled at the spark of pain, using this to motivate his harsher fucking movements until his hips were a blur of in and out.
The moans you were producing increased in pitch and desperation as you could feel the coil in your abdomen tightening at an alarming pace. The Sheriff could feel you becoming tighter around him as he groaned, biting the lobe of your ear that sent hot pain down your throat.
“You gonna cum for me, Sweet? Why don’t you cum on my cock, and I’ll give you what you really want” his words were promising, and you were too far gone to understand the implications behind his words.
Somehow, Lee fucked you even harder until there was no holding back anymore, and you came with a gush of fluid seeping down your thighs and screams that were muffled by the fingers in your mouth.
“That’s a good girl, feel so good trying to milk my cock. Let’s give you what you want, gonna fill you up so damn good”. As your eyes rolled back, the fingers disappeared from your mouth, causing a string of spit to drip onto your chin as Lee pressed his wet hand against the cupboard above your head, using it to hold onto so he could fuck you at a brutal pace until he was cursing, baritone grunts echoing around the kitchen as he came.
The extra fluid flooded out of your hole, joining the mess that already coated your thighs as Lee’s softening cock slipped out. Neither of you moved, though, taking these precious moments to try and catch your breath and come down from the incredible high.
Apprehension started to fill your consciousness as you feared what was to come after this, so tentatively, you asked gently, “Please don’t leave me tonight”.
You wanted him to stay; you needed to feel his warmth and know that you hadn’t just made the biggest mistake of your life. Lee kissed the underside of your jaw, “Don’t worry, Darlin’, I’m not going anywhere”.
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nickfowlerrr · 5 months
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Would you rather:
Walk in on dbf!Lee pleasuring himself to your pictures or have Bucky go into Winter Soldier mode while he’s fucking you 💞
it's no secret
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pairing: dbf!lee bodecker x curvy!reader
warnings: 18+ only. reader is at minimum 25 but there's still an age gap. male masturbation. unprotected smut. lee being referred to as "daddy". honestly not as nasty as i was originally imagining this to be, and not as forbidden as most dbf tropes should probably be lol sorry.
words: 3.7k
notes: i was gonna say bucky, i really was, but then i got to thinking, and suddenly my fingers got to typing, and now here we are lol. pls enjoy.
thank you in advance for reading! comments and reblogs are always welcome and so appreciated.
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You were essentially blackmailed into coming along on this weekend trip to the family cabin by your dad. A promise that he wouldn't tell your mom about your holiday plans, and how they didn't involve you coming home this year, in exchange for your presence on this "family" trip. 
Unfortunately, your father failed to mention the last minute change of plans that included a few more people than you were prepared for staying at the cabin with you. 
Your room was yours, but all the other ones were now taken by family friends; some you knew, and some you'd only just met. As annoyed as you were at the number of people around, the presence of one in particular kept you from loading up your car and faking a work emergency to head back to your apartment in the city.
Lee Bodecker was a relatively new friend of your dad's, but his impression was lasting to say the least.
He was tall and thick, had a strong jaw and sharp cheekbones, gorgeous blue eyes and the beginnings of crow's feet around them that only added to his attractiveness; you couldn’t deny that his age and respectability were part of what held your attention. His chestnut hair was dark with gray that shone through around his hairline and the badge he wore on his belt caught your eye, too. A sheriff. Hm. He had this air about him, this unspoken confidence and a powerful, authoritative presence that had you just a little more than interested in the man.
You had met a few weeks back at your dad's birthday party. He had caught you staring at him from across the room as he spoke to a group of people crowded around him, while you were sitting on the couch alone, nursing your soda and watching the party go on around you.
You hadn’t meant to stare, didn't even realize you were, until his sapphire eyes met yours. The twitch of a smirk playing on his lips as he returned your gaze sent a thrill up your spine, but you simply looked away, taking a sip from your drink as you crossed your legs and got more comfortable on the sofa.
You felt his eyes on you for a moment longer before the heavy weight of his gaze fell away. It wasn't long after that that a heavy weight soon fell next to you on the loveseat. 
Most of the guests, and your parents, were drunk as the party continued all around you, no one paying much of any attention to you or Lee as you sat right up against one another.
You set your drink on the side table before you turned slightly with a raised brow to your unexpected company.
“Hope you don’t mind me comin over, darlin’,” he began easily, “you looked a little lonely sittin here by yourself.”
His arm moved to stretch across the back of the couch, inviting you in closer to him than you already were.
“Did I?” you questioned. “Well, I appreciate you tearing yourself away from your enraptured audience just to offer me some company.”
You and Lee spoke for a long while, his charm effortless, his hand wandering, and that damn lopsided smirk never faltering as he flirted and teased you with fleeting touches… his big, warm palm sliding up your exposed thigh, under the tight material of your dress in a game of chicken until he was reluctantly pulled away from you by the badgering of your dad and his drunken friends, needing Lee to recount the story you were sure they’d all hear a million times by now. 
You had had enough yourself for one night, so adjusted the hem of your dress that would have been riding up your thick thighs regardless, and grabbed your purse and keys.
“Maybe I’ll see you around,” you said as you moved past him to get to your dad first, needing to say your goodbyes to your parents before you left.
“You will,” Lee rumbled in his reply, his voice a little deeper now than it had been earlier as he watched you walk in front of him, the view leaving him licking his lips as he fought to keep his hands to himself.
And he was right. 
You weren’t expecting him to be here this weekend, but you definitely weren’t complaining. 
All day had been spent with you both stealing glances at one another and trying repeatedly to get close, only for someone to come by and ruin any chance you had to even speak. 
It wasn’t until that night that you finally had some alone time with Lee.
Your parents were leading a hike up the mountain to see the stars that everyone wanted to join in on. Everyone but you two.
Lee had said goodnight to the group as they started getting ready to take off while you hung back, making sure everyone had everything they’d need. You helped spray your mom’s friend’s kids with bug repellent and double checked the flashlight batteries on the bigger lights before giving your portable phone charger to your dad, just in case, before the group of them left for their hike.
You were surprisingly giddy as you watched them all take off down the path. You waited a few minutes, making sure no one was gonna change their minds about the long night hike and turn around. You did a quick look around the cabin to ensure it really was just you and Lee and when you were satisfied, you went to your room to change into something more…easily accessible. 
You fussed over your hair needlessly for a minute in the bathroom before adjusting the straps of your night slip.
As you padded down the hallway from your room to the one Lee was staying in, you slowed when you heard noise coming from his direction.
The closer you got, the more the anticipation built as you realized what it was you were hearing.
Lee’s grunts and moans filled the empty hallway and had your pussy fluttering as your heart pounded. You squeezed your thighs together in an attempt to ease the growing desire but it did little to satisfy you as his voice only rose. 
When you were at the door, you realized that it wasn’t completely closed. He’d left it ajar.
You saw the glow of his phone from over his shoulder as he sat on the opposite side of the bed, facing away from the door.
You didn’t have to guess to know what it was he was doing, his fist moving tortuously over his thick cock as he pumped himself. It did surprise you, though, when you made out what it was he was looking at; more aptly, who he was looking at.
You recognized your picture from your private instagram account, the one you kept family off of. It was for your sexier pictures, the ones you didn’t always feel comfortable posting on your main. You’d followed Lee from that account the day after you’d met, your mom had posted a picture from the party and tagged him, among others, in the group pictures, and you took the opportunity as it was presented to you.
You’d messaged each other when you got the spare chance, exchanged numbers, and talked more these past weeks. So much so, you had even told him you were going to be out of town for this trip this weekend. 
The cocky smile he wore when he saw you this afternoon let you know why he hadn’t decided to share that he’d be here too. The look of surprise on your face was exactly what he wanted to see.
He’d tried to set up a time to see you in the time between your meeting and now, but you were always busy when he was free and vice versa. Honestly, a part of him was worried if you knew he’d be here, you would’ve found a way out. 
God, was he wrong. 
You’d been desperate for this man since the night you met him.
As you pushed the door further open, you couldn’t help but admire his form. He was naked as he sat on the edge of the bed, the muscles in his solid back flexing as his strong arm moved up and down while he stroked himself.
You didn’t even realize you were breathing heavier as you inched closer, his moans the only thing you could focus on now.
Lee could sense you coming up behind him, he heard you when you pushed the door open, and now he was really putting on a show for you. He wanted you to know exactly what you did to him, with just a goddamn photo. He wanted you to hear how fucking good you make him feel without even having to have his hands on you. 
You aren’t thinking as you climb onto the bed, crawling closer to him until you're against him entirely. You take a second before you allow your hands to touch him, slipping them up his back, over his shoulders and down his chest as he purrs, leaning back into you.
You’re mesmerized by his movements, his fist pumping over his leaking cock as he keeps his eyes on his phone, your photo taking up the screen as his mind runs wild with all the things he wants to do to you. 
“As good of a picture as that is,” you speak headily in his ear, causing goosebumps to break out over his skin, “I’m sure I can do more for you in person.” You smile as he licks his pink lips, taking his phone from him before gently tossing it up the bed.
“‘Bout damn time,” he responds gruffly, turning to capture your lips in his as he lets go of his cock. He holds your head with one hand as he threatens to consume you with his kiss alone.
He then reaches his arm down and takes you by the waist as he moves to lay down on the bed in the same moment, everything much more hurried now as he urges you to move on top of him.
Lee is completely naked as you straddle him, your night slip raised over your hips to allow the position. 
“Fuck I’ve been picturing you like this since the night of your dad’s party,” he said as his hands moved from your thighs, up your hips, and under the slip to push it up your body further.
“Let’s not talk about my dad right now,” you rasped before you allowed him to raise the slip higher, finally pulling it over your head and tossing it to the side.
“How pissed do you think he’d be if he knew his precious daughter was seconds away from riding his friend’s cock in his own cabin, huh?”
“Lee, please,” you moan with a pout.
He chuckles as he reaches a hand up from your hip to your breasts, pinching a nipple meanly as you whine, moving your hips over his to no avail. He keeps you exactly where he wants you.
“You made me wait, it’s only fair, darlin’,” he smirks, clearly enjoying himself.
“You’re gonna be left waiting even longer if they get back soon,” you try to argue.
“You think I won’t still fuck you if your parents are here?” he asks as he takes hold of his cock again. You move your hips, trying to make it easier for him to position himself as he moves his dripping cockhead up and down your slit. You moan helplessly as he rubs against your clit, leaning over him as you urge him to just put it in already. His tauntings aren’t doing anything to help, either.
You can feel his tip at your entrance as you feel his lips against your ear, 
“Let your dad hear you screamin’ daddy,” he growls as he thrusts into you at last, a wanton moan escaping you as your hands find purchase on his shoulders. 
He growls again as your walls grip his length. He holds you there for a long moment as you adjust to his intrusion, his fingers digging into your fleshy hips.
“God, you feel so good,” you whimper before you begin to move atop him, his hands leading your movements.
Your head falls back in pleasure as you ride him, the way he fills you up, a delight you don’t think you’ve ever experienced. 
Lee watches you with heavy lids, his blue eyes dark with unrestrained lust. He lets you take control as you move your hips over his, chasing your own pleasure as each move stimulates your clit.
He can’t stop himself though, eventually his hips jerk up into you, causing you to clench around him, your hold on him tightening when he begins fucking up into you with abandon.
You fall onto him with a cry as he grips your ass almost painfully.
The first slap he lands is sharp and stings but has your walls gripping his shaft even tighter.
“You like that, baby?” he snickers through a moan as you babble mindlessly, his cock still thrusting into you as his hips never slow.
The second slap burns more than the first but Lee quickly follows it up with his palm massaging the sting gently as you moan meekly.
“Daddy asked you a question, darlin’,” he taunts as his pace slows. The drag of his cock is still long and deep, though. He ensures you feel every inch of him as he slides in and out of your cunt. 
“Yes,” you answer as you pick your hips up and down, wanting it harder.
Another slap has you gasping as you peer up at Lee. Your mouth goes dry at the look in his eyes as his hips stop moving entirely.
“Yes, daddy,” you murmur as you hold his stare.
A growl ripes from his throat at your words as he holds your waist tightly, flipping you so you’re on your back as he hovers above you.
The sight of Lee between your legs sends a new wave of slickness to your pussy as you relax into the bed with a pleasured sigh.
He positions himself at your entrance and slides right in, pulling you closer by your hips as he thrusts into your wet heat.
He groans as he leans over you, looking down at your exposed body.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?”
You’re stunned at his words. You knew he was attracted to you, duh, but there was something so genuine about the way he said it. It sent a flutter to your belly as you couldn’t do anything but stare back up at him with doe eyes as he fucked you so perfectly.
You reached up and pulled him down to you, crashing your lips into his as your response. He licked into your mouth and you let him dominate the kiss as you followed his lead.
He finally broke it when you were both nearly out of breath. 
“Goddamn perfect,” he husked as he leaned back up, rolling his hips into yours, his cock sliding right against the spot you most wanted to feel him. He groped your breasts, kneading them with his large hand, playing with your nipples as he growled and groaned, his touch and filthy sounds only spurning you on further.
“Lee,” you whimpered, grabbing at him as your walls tightened, that coil in your belly tightening more and more with his every thrust.
“‘M right there, baby. Right there with you,” he huffed, “just a little more.”
“Please,” you breathed, your eyes squeezing tightly as you tried to hold off your orgasm just a little longer, “please, Lee.”
He grunted, hands gripping your hips tight enough to bruise as he fucked your harder, stretching you delightfully. 
“Please come with me, Daddy, please,” you begged, earning a deep thrust and a symphony of sinful noises and curses from the man pounding into you. Another harsh thrust had you nearly squealing as you finally came around his thick length, the hot pleasure shooting through you before crashing down wave after euphoric wave as your body tensed and shook.
Cries of pleasure and his name like a prayer left your lips as your walls milked his cock, his come filling you up as he let himself burst inside of you. The hot, thick ropes of his release hitting your walls had you squeezing him tighter as you whimpered beneath him.
As you began to come down and tried to regulate your breathing, his hand on your face had you opening your eyes before they closed once more as he pressed his swollen lips to yours. The kiss was slow and deep as his hips slowed and stilled against yours while your hands found his face in return, holding him to you. His cock softened and slipped out of you, causing you to murmur into the kiss at the loss of him. He smirked against your lips before he ended it, pressing his forehead to yours instead as you breathed each other in. 
You peered into his eyes as he stared down at you.
There was a softness in his gaze that you swear could’ve had you melting into the mattress right then and there.
He smiled at you and you couldn’t help but return it as you smiled demurely back.
Your thumb mindlessly stroked his cheek before he nuzzled into your touch. Lee let his body lay down next to you on the mattress, holding your hand against his face and pulling your body closer to his with his free hand.
He sighed contentedly as you turned into him. 
“Was the wait worth it?” you asked softly.
He looked to you, squeezing you just a bit tighter, “Well worth it.”
You laughed, “Good. I’m glad. We’ll have to do this again sometime,” you simpered, pushing off of him, turning back to get off the bed.
“Where do you think you’re goin’ sweetheart?” he said, stopping you from leaving.
“What, I can’t stay in here. My mom’ll realize I’m not in my room and freak out. She’s paranoid about me being taken by some mystery monster up here, has been since I was a kid,” you reminisced. 
“Darlin’,” he drawled, rolling over you once again, “I think she already knows you’ve been taken by the monster,”
You laughed as he attacked your neck with kisses, holding you close to him. 
“Oh, and you, Sheriff, you’re the monster?”
“Mhm. Prepared to take her daughter away to his lair. Keep her all to himself,” he murmured against your skin.
“Well, for what it’s worth,” you said, running your fingers through his short hair, “I don’t foresee her putting up much of a fight.”
You could feel his smirk before he pulled away to look you in the eyes once again. 
“I am serious, darlin’. I think she already knows we may be up to something.”
“How would she possibly know that?”
He sighed, turned and layed down next to you again, “I asked your dad for his permission before I tried to ask you out the other week.”
“What? You did?” you asked in disbelief, “and he said yes?”
“I was as shocked as you are,” he smiled. “He asked me the other day at work how it went and when I told him we hadn’t been able to set anything up, he invited me here this weekend.”
“Ah,” all the pieces were connecting now as you let out a breathless chuckle. “Hm.”
“There a problem with that?”
“No,” you shook your head, “no, I just. I don’t normally tell my parents about the people I see until things are, uhm…serious, I guess?... And I mean, this was great, I would absolutely love to do it again,” you smiled, “but, uh, what exactly are we doing? Just so we’re on the same page, so we know where we stand.”
“Sex is great,” he agreed, “but I’d be lyin’ if I said I wasn’t hoping for more.”
“More as in, like, dating?”
He turned to be face to face with you before he spoke, “That was my intention.”
You nodded then, fighting a bigger smile from breaking out across your face. 
“Okay,” as you spoke, you could hear the front door downstairs open. Your eyes went wide as your head shot to the still open door of the room, “Shit. Well for now, I’d prefer my parents not know I desecrated their beloved cabin by getting creampied by their friend in the bed that they paid for,” you whisper ranted as you clamored off the bed and pulled your night slip back on. You were about to rush to the door, trying to beat them up the stairs as Lee sat up and leaned against the headboard, watching you, quite entertained by your frantic state before you stopped in your tracks, turned around and padded back over to him, “I’ll leave my door open, but you’ll have to wait until my parents shut their light off if you want round two,” you whispered, kissing him gently before slipping away just as fast, shutting his door behind you. All he could do was smile, still basking in the afterglow and the idea of what was still to come.
It was an hour later, after your mom had checked in on you - a habit from the past twenty something years since they’d bought the cabin - and their lights went out across the hall, that your bed dipped as Lee quietly crawled in beside you.
His arms wrapped around you, his lips pressed against your ear,
“You said somethin’ bout round two. Much as I loved hearin’ you moan for me, let’s see how quiet you can be for Daddy.”
You whimpered almost inaudibly, but Lee heard it anyway, his large hand coming up to your throat, instantly causing you to get even more wet for him as he squeezed ever so slightly.
“You gonna be a good girl for me, baby?” he prompted, a wicked smirk on his lips as he pressed his boxer cover erection against your bare ass.
Your voice was a pathetic whisper as you pressed back against him,
“Yes, Daddy.”
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What I Want | l.b x f!reader
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Pairing: Lee Bodecker x F!reader Word Count: 10.9k Summary: She knows what she wants, and knows what she has to do to get it - nothing will get in her way of getting that ring on her finger. Warnings: p in v sex, age gap ( 12 - 15 years ), anal, oral sex - lots of it, public sex, virginity loss, roleplaying, breeding, throat fucking, hair pulling, pussy job, dacryphilia, somnophilia, harmatophilia, cum marking thigh fucking, daddy kink, oral fixation maybe a lil fluff here and there this is obviously porn.
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Her family wasn't well off in Knockemstiff. In fact, her entire family worked a job just so they could get by. Feeding six mouths wasn't easy, and now that her youngest brother was old enough to work - her father had suggested she go out and find herself a husband. It wasn't as if she didn't have her eyes on someone, she knew where her affections resided.  For the last six months, she'd taken quite a liking to the recently elected town Sheriff, even if he was quite a bit older than herself - she found that she didn't mind all that much.
The unattached sheriff was fair game, even if she knew some of the older women had their eyes on him. She was positive she could make him her own, no matter the cost. Today, she planned on making her move, at least the first one. Hair in pretty curls and her sun dress just a tad too short - he'd be hers, hook, line, and sinker.  There were many things she wanted, but being a wife was something that was expected of her, but she accepted nothing but the best. The mayor was married. The mayor's son, seeing someone seriously - not to mention he wasn't very attractive. Sheriff Bodecker had her in a tizzy in the worst way possible, her heart thumping and mind racing; thinking of the things he could do to her. 
She'd make him see, he couldn't resist her - she was sure of it. 
She heard her mother call her name and she rushed down the stairs with a small smile on her lips, "Sorry, was touching up my hair." she sighed as she slid her shoes on by the front door. Her father shook his head and then motioned for her to hurry up. There was a community picnic, and every year it was always the same - bad side dishes made by grandmas who only boiled their meats and jello salad that made her want to not eat anything for the rest of her life. If she had the ability she would strike down any person who really liked it; it was a monstrosity.
"Do you remember what we talked about, sweetheart?" her father asked as they walked onto the green grass. "Take your time but… try and mingle a bit; so long as he does right by you I'll support you."
A small smile curved her lips, she'd do better than that. Who was better than the Sheriff when it came down to it? No one. It wasn't unknown to her that he held powers within the city, perhaps, even ones the mayor didn't have. Respect amongst those who voted him into the position, be it forced or true loyalty - she wasn't naive.  The town she lived in was riddled with the bad type, hell, she'd stayed as far away from the church as she could without being seen as a Godless woman. There was something about the man preaching those sermons that made her uneasy,  a part of her hoped he wouldn't be here long - though, once she had her husband she'd make sure he got rid of him for good. 
As she set the bowl of potato salad on the wooden picnic table she lifted her eyes just in time to meet the stormy blue ones of the Sheriff as he approached the table. "Sheriff," she smiled sweetly in a greeting, she saw it then - his eyes flicker over her face then down her body. Pretending not to notice she continued, "Would you like me to make you up a plate? I made this myself, the first time I'm actually able to contribute." her job helped with that. Her favorite dish by far at these picnics was the things she made herself or whatever her mama managed to cook up. 
"That'd be mighty nice, Miss." he drawled with a quirk of his lips and she had to suppress the thoughts of pressing her mouth to his. Time. It was too soon, and like a moth to a flame he'd be drawn in; her mama had told her as much.  Picking up one of the paper plates she began to put food on his plate, laying out each side then moving down the table her eyes flitting to his in question. He seemed to know what she was asking and he pointed at the ham pieces,  "Thank ya', miss." he said to her as she handed him his plate. "Anytime, Sheriff," she replied as she eyed him then looked back when she heard her name called. Hooked. She had him, now she needed to act as usual, let him watch her like she'd been watching him. Her Mama hadn't snagged her daddy by chance - it'd been her choice and her choice alone that had drawn her daddy in. Even now she saw how tightly she had him wrapped around her finger, and if she too could snag a good husband her future would be assured. 
Lee Bodecker was handsome. She wasn't sure if other people thought so, but she didn't really care what other people thought. He drew out emotions in her that no one else ever had, even kissing Brad behind the bleachers in high school had never made her feel the way this man did. Having never touched him or been touched by him, and yet he'd brought out emotions and physical responses she'd never felt before except on the happenstance that she woke up from a rather heated dream. 
Her friend wrapped her in a hug and she smiled at her. Lindsey had recently gotten married to her high school sweetheart and she'd gotten to attend the wedding. The last memory she had of a wedding was when a distant family friend had gotten married, but she'd been so young she didn't quite understand the meaning behind it. Now, she could hardly wait to get married herself; not an obsession, at least that's what she told herself.
"You're back! How was your honeymoon?" she asked her excitedly. Lindsey had a sheepish look on her face, a flush in her cheeks. "It was perfect, we went to the beach and spent ...most of the time in the room," Lindsey admitted to her and she grinned. "We're happy to be home, though. It was nice but so exhausting. I missed our bed and you."
"That's so wonderful, I've never been to Florida. Don't think I'd like it too much," scrunching her nose she shrugged a little. "I'd rather -" "Spend your honeymoon in a cabin, in the woods with your -" She covered her mouth and hissed, "Shush you!" making Lindsey burst into a fit of laughter her head tilting back. "So… how is that going then? He hasn't taken his eyes off you." A suggestive look crossed her features, looping Lindsey's arm with her own. "That's new." Shrugging she huffed, "Very new,  I've only just begun but it shouldn't take too long," she spoke quietly as she looked at her, "I'm nervous." admitting this to anyone other than Lindsey wouldn't bode well. She always put on an air of confidence, and sure she knew she was beautiful; desirable. It didn't mean he would want her, however. That thought alone worried her, despite his lingering gaze and darkening eyes. 
"You have nothing to be worried about," Lindsey told her softly,  "You have his attention… now keep it.. you remember what  I told you… what I taught you?"
She did. She remembered every detail of what she'd been told, of their little study sessions, but it still didn't help the persisting anxiety that flooded her veins at the thought. "It's going to do a midday downpour, use that to your advantage." Looking up at the sky she caught a look at the heavy clouds that started to form together, and a crack of thunder rolled through the air. 
"I swear you're a witch sometimes," she murmured. "Just wishing things into existence. Your potato salad is open," Lindsey informed her causing her head to jerk and rush towards it as the rain began to sprinkle down on them. She pushed the lid down hearing it click into place. Before she knew it the rain was pouring down like a water faucet, and a hand grasped her wrist. 
"C'mon," he motioned quickly towards his car, his jacket over them both only working minimally.  Sprinting through the rain he opened the passenger door for her and she slid in the car with ease over the leather seats. Closing her door he walked to his side of the car and climbed in grunting as he pushed a hand over his face. Her eyes darted to her reflection in the mirror scrunching her nose at what she saw. All that hard work for nothing; she should have anticipated the weather to turn sour on such an important day. 
"Thank you, Sheriff." She breathed, turning her gaze to him before offering him a smile. His eyes dropped down to her lips and she felt a jolt of anticipation lick up her spine. "Looks like we're rained out." The park was empty, people waiting in their cars for the downpour to end - they normally didn't last long but the lightning that shot across the sky had her thinking this would last a little bit longer than they were used to.
"Seems like… it'll stop soon," his gruff voice spoke, "You look beautiful today, Miss."
Her face heated at the compliment, "All ruined now, I suppose."
"I count myself lucky I got to see it, but I feel luckier seeing you like this." Smooth. She hadn't expected him to be so forward, she'd been told her was as dense as a doorknob, perhaps she'd been mistaken.  "Please, call me Lee. We're friends, aren't we?"
"Are we, Lee?" she asked him, they hadn't talked a whole lot. He might have spoken to her a time or two in the last few months but nothing that stood out to her - not really. The question was something that had caught her off guard, chances were if she hadn't spoken to him today he'd have gone on like they always had. Dancing around this simple attraction - too scared for either to do anything about it. The sound of the rain was deafening against the top of the sheriff's car, no one could see in or out, or hear them talk so privately. If it weren't raining this would be considered wrong, but a part of her wanted this -a moment alone with the man she hoped would someday be her husband. 
His hand shot out suddenly causing her to yelp as he manhandled her onto his lap. This definitely wouldn't be seen as chaste on her end, she'd be the only one who received backlash if anyone saw her in this position. Lee grabbed at her backside pulling her hips closer to his as her legs straddled him, "You're somethin'...hell, honey." he mumbled as he looked her in the eyes. "Teasin' me for months. I gotta have you - "
"No.." it was firm, but that was the rule, wasn't it? He couldn't have what he wanted until she was his wife, and that was final.  "I can't."
He growled a little before pulling her closer to him and crushing his mouth to hers, she obliged only because she felt as if she would pass out if she didn't. Feeling him so closely, so hard under and against her in ways she didn't know how to process. His open mouth against hers, she could taste the sweet candy on his tongue as her hips ground against his. Lee's hands gripped her dress lifting it enough so he could grasp her backside in his hands and then squeeze. 
"Do you want me?" she whispered against his mouth breathlessly.
"Fuck yes, I want you.." 
A soft smile worked its way onto her features as she rolled her hips onto hips a long moan escaping him, just like she and Lindsey had practiced. "You can have me.. but.." she trailed off. 
He looked at her frantically confusion clouding his features. Arousal clogged up any rational thought as she worked her hips over him. Line. She had him where she wanted him again. "But what, honey?" he gasped as she ground against him especially hard. 
"I promised my Daddy I'd stay good till I got married…" she moaned her head tilting back, rolling her hips over his was surprisingly easy. The feel of his hard cock rubbing against her clothed center, she hoped she didn't leave a wet spot - that'd be hard to explain away. 
Lee rested his head back against the seat as his hands guided her hips against his, "Shit," he almost whimpered, "Please honey… I'll treat you right."
Leaning close to his ear she rocked her hips against him quicker, her own eyes closing hazily. "I could be yours," she whispered a small moan escaping her his hips moving to meet hers, "don't you want me to be yours….your pretty..little..wife." A dirty grind with each word to enunciate them, her lips sealed against his as he let out a whine bucking his hips against hers. His hand went up gripping the hair at the back of her head as he jerked his hips up into hers - he was close. Lindsey had taught her a few things, the signs when a man was rushing towards his release.
"to really make him yours,  show him what you're willing to do.." the explanation left much to be desired. The act itself seemed disgusting, but she knew that if he was her's that she'd have no worries. Moving off his lap causing him to grumble trying to bring her back to finish what she started. She pulled at his belt, and he seemed to quite in understanding then - as expected. He assisted her by lifting his hips to pull his pants down ever so slightly then removing himself from the confines of his pants. She leaned over taking him in her mouth without hesitation - his hand immediately went to the back of her head, "Fuck, honey." his eyes rolled back while thrusting up into her mouth causing her to gag in an attempt to take him all. 
"So good.. that's it fucking suck.. oh fuck just like that.." he moaned his hand moving from her head and down her back to her backside, sliding up the back of her skirt. His fingers moved over the damp spot of her underwear grunting, "Wet just for me, hm? Been chasin' you for a while, honey." Sinker.
Had he been chasing her, she hadn't noticed. How? The salty taste of him invaded her mouth as his fingers moved over her slit then dipped between her folds pressing over her clit.  His moans ripped from his chest, "Don't spill any, honey, don't make a mess…" he panted as he shoved her head down to the base grunting, curses leaving his mouth as he thrust into the back of her throat.
Swallowing him down as her eyes watered she felt his fingers speed up their ministrations between her thighs sending her careening over the edge of her first climax with a man. He pulled her mouth off him and her senses were dulled but she could hear the crack of thunder across the sky, the rain still pounding on the roof of the vehicle.  Lee pulled her close to him, his mouth claiming hers. "You will be… my pretty… pretty wife," he murmured his tongue fucking into her mouth, "You were always gonna  be." 
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Lee thought back to that storm at the community picnic often, how she hadn't realized he was going to make her his then. He knew she had her eyes on him, but he'd been watching her too. Had been since he began running for Sheriff, but he could let her distract him from his goal. Not then. In the next two years, he'd be making bigger moves, ones that required a wife and he'd be damned if he didn't have an eager one. He could still feel her mouth sucking him dry, he wanted to feel the back of her throat again but that'd have to wait. Today was important for other reasons, meeting her parents wasn't anything new; in fact, he'd met them several times before. They were good people, with four kids to feed and he knew they were looking at getting their oldest married and out of the house.
He was all too eager to oblige them, he'd more than willingly take her off their hands. He'd show her he was just as determined; she'd learn the easy way or the hard way that there was no escaping his will. 
She would indeed make a very pretty, pretty wife. 
When he arrived at her family home, he knew he had to go about this the right way. Winning over her parents would be the quickest way to make her his - he knew if her parents didn't approve then things might be a bit more difficult, but nothing would stop him from getting what he wanted. Lee wasn't a person who accepted being rejected by anyone or anything; just like his position as Sheriff. The moment it was known he was running for the position there was no talk of anyone else vying for it. He'd been a deputy for over ten years - he deserved this job. He wasn't just a selfish prick, but he had the experience to back it up. 
The town of Knockemstiff needed a firm hand, one he was all too willing to give, with the questionable folks that littered the town. If they were left to their own devices he knew it would fall to ruins, and he made sure to keep everything nice and tidy.  He knocked on the front door,  dressed casually for the position he was hoping for. Knowing she was a bit younger than himself, he didn't want to come on too strong but she had made her position clear - what she wanted perfectly crystal. Lee didn't feel so bad about the things he was going to do to her once she was his, but he had to play his cards right - put a ring on her finger at just the right time even if both of them were impatient for the end result.
"Sheriff, is everything okay?" Her father answered the door, and he didn't mean to feel intimidated but he knew he wouldn't want some asshole like him coming after his daughter- unfortunate for him though; he didn't have a choice.
With a nod of his head, he gave a weak smile, "I'm actually here on a personal visit, it's about your daughter." it didn't sound good but it got the man's attention, he wanted to hold it so he understood just where Lee stood when it came to her.  His honey was not going to belong to anyone else, and he wasn't above making a show of it if he had to. 
Her father spoke her name in confusion, and he nodded before walking into the house. "I want you to know my intentions, the last thing I want is for it to come as a surprise to you but… I am interested in taking her out, there is a fair a town over I want to take her to next week," he informed him, the other man's face morphed in realization.
"I was kind of hoping she would find men her own age to… date," her father admitted, "as long as you'll treat her well.. I'm sure you're aware a woman her age will want children if things progress." Lee knew that very well and the very thought of her swollen with his child almost made him foam at the mouth. His lovely honey, he couldn't get her off his mind - those touches, her mouth on his -- "yes, sir… I'm not under any false impressions.. .I'm not getting any younger and I'd like a few kids of my own…" he admitted with a small shrug as if the thought hadn't just turned his mind to mush while making him semi hard in his slacks. 
"Well, if you'd like to visit with her she is upstairs. I don't have an issue with it, she is a grown woman after all, and… well if we're being honest, I'd rather it be someone we know and trust." Lee would have to question her about that later but nodded shaking his hand before pointing to the stairs. "Last door on the left."
Lee knew now he'd have to make it his life mission to protect his daughters, letting some man or asshole like himself think he could put his paws on his daughter - well he had another thing comin'. Dating was normal, but he didn't know how he felt about it being his own child - he was well aware of the double standard he had. He made his way down the hall and knocked on the door before opening it, he heard her surprised gasp then shuffle, moving to greet him. Her arms wrapped around him, and he smoothed his hand over her hair the other on her waist.
"God, I missed you," he murmured against the top of her head, she looked up at him and then pulled him into her room gently shutting her bedroom door. Once he was sure they were alone he pressed his mouth to hers swallowing her gasps of delight, his hands gripping her waist tightly.
"I missed you more," she giggled when he released her mouth from his, his hands snaking down her body and squeezing her backside with a devious grin curling his lips. "So, what brings you here?" he grumbles at her question; as if she doesn't know. The minx. The memory of them in his car kept him awake at night, making him harder than he'd ever been in his life and wanting to fill her full of his cum.
"Don't play coy now," he murmured as he backed her toward her bed, "I'm going to take you out Friday, and then again the following Wednesday…" he informed her as he pushed her back onto her bed.
Her eyebrows rose in shock for a moment, "Is that so?" she asked a small smile curving her lips as she leaned back on her elbows. 
Lee grunts as he kneels down between her legs, forcing them apart. "It is," he murmured, his eyes narrowing on what he wanted most at that moment. His tongue flicked over his lips in anticipation, his slacks tight against his length as blood rushed; he cursed the fact that his trousers were so tight. He'd wanted his mouth on her cunt since that day at the picnic table, her making his plate and shooting him those sweet smiles. He'd give up the drink and the candy if it meant he could taste her every day on his tongue and then lick her off his lips later. 
Lee looked into her eyes as he pulled her panties down her thighs his lips pressing to her knees. 
"Open your legs, honey," he instructed her tenderly,  wetting his lips and grunting as her legs parted on command. He could see her cunt as her skirt bunched up her thighs, he put them over his shoulders and dove in. 
Messy. Lewd. Lee didn't mess around when it came to making sure she knew exactly who she belonged to. He was of the mind that if you couldn't please your woman - you didn't deserve her.  Sucking nibbling and fucking her with his tongue he could hear her gasping from under her hand, not wanting to alert her parents to the obscenity he was causing between their precious daughter's thighs. In an ideal situation, he wanted to hear how desperate she was for him, to hear her beg,  but he'd settle for this. At least for now. His fingers dug into her thighs as he held her open for him, a never-ending buffet as he slid his tongue over her clit before giving her exactly what she wanted. Her body seized up and she arched her back,  he felt her flood of arousal against his mouth - and when he pulled away the blissed-out expression on her face was enough to have him rock hard… but he had to bide his time. Lee knew she'd be his, but he had to play his cards right or else things could get messy real quick. He'd do anything now to have her, what he wouldn't give to see her with his ring on her finger and baby in her arms.
"I'll pick you up on Friday… at 6pm, wear somethin' nice," he spoke seriously as he put her skirt down then smiled as she nodded her head dumbly, "I expect you to return the favor," he murmured kissing her thigh affectionately. "Mhm," she agreed a dreamy expression written on her face, her mind still buzzing from the release he'd given her - he'd give her more pleasure than she had bargained for by the time they were married. Then he'd be balls deep in her cunt, one that would only ever belong to him. 
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Her friends had been curious as to why she would agree to date the Sheriff; but the few women who did know why stuck up their noses at her. The attention he seemed to give to several women was now solely focused on her; there was nothing they could do to gain it back. Smoothing out her dress she walked downstairs hearing her mother call for her - he was here - the thought caused her stomach to jolt and her thighs to clench. The thought of his mouth on her again made her all too eager for them to be alone. Walking down the stairs, her hand on the rail she saw his lips quirk when he saw her, she'd picked a dress she knew he would like. It was new, her mother had insisted she needed it - and her father couldn't find it in himself to disagree. 
"I'll have her home by eleven, it's a bit of a drive." He turned his attention from her to her father who shook his hand and then gave a nod of understanding. In a word, her father was gullible. Just as he'd fallen for her mother's wiles, he was so wrapped up in the fact that the Sheriff liked his daughter he couldn't see anything past his nose. Her mother had been all too knowing, but she'd ensured her there would be nothing that could ruin her reputation - not until she had a pretty ring on her finger and his last name following her first. 
When she reached him he pressed a chaste kiss to her cheek, "You look beautiful, Honey… are you ready?" "I'm ready," she bobbed her head in excitement then kissed her daddy's cheek before being led out of the house - her arm looped through Lee's. "Where are we going?"
"The fair in the city a bit away from here," he told her and her eyes lit up in excitement. She hadn't been to the fair in several years, her parent's schedules were far too busy for that so she knew this was really out of the way. He opened up the car door for her, blocking the top of the car so she didn't hit her head on it. He shut the door then made his way around to the driver's side, he pulled out of the driveway and headed down the road. 
She looked at him smiling, "You look mighty handsome today, Lee,' she said to him as she looked him over, her hand moving to his thigh. She swore she heard his breath hitch in his throat, hell, all she could think about was his mouth on her cunt and she wanted more. Though, she was more than willing to return the favor. Taking him in her mouth that day hadn't been what she expected, she'd gotten just as worked up as he did which was something no one had warned her about. 
"Thank you, Darlin'," he smiled a little as he looked at her then put his eyes back on the road.  He sighed, "So, anything exciting happen this week?" he asked her as he kept his eyes on the road ahead. He knew she did a few things pertaining to the church but he wasn't too sure if he liked the idea of her being there, even if she wasn't the pastor's type. He had to get rid of that fucker, and quick - didn't need a quack like that in their town. 
Humming she nodded, "Lindsey and her husband are expecting! Isn't that exciting. We went out for brunch the other day and she is just beside herself," she sighed a little, "can't wait to have kids of my own someday."
Rubbing the hand she had on his thigh he smiled, "one day you will, Darlin' - I'll put it there myself," he told her then kissed the back of her hand. "When we get to the fair I gotta request."
Looking at him curiously she nodded, "What is it?" 
"I'm going to pay the Ferris wheel man to walk away from his post when we're at the top. It's one of those box-style ones, no one can see inside." he told her as we his lips then took a deep breath trying to keep control of himself, he was already half hard. "want you to suck me while we're up there."
She gasped, biting her lip she nodded. "Anything you want, Lee…" her cheeks flushed at the thought. It made her clench her thighs, she couldn't wait till he made her his wife - the thought was too daunting and so far away. "Before you drop me off tonight can we spend some time alone?"
"Course we can, we can do whatever we want," he told her softly pressing her hand to the bulge in his pants. "Why don't you suck me a little now?"
"Is that safe?" she asked gently and he nodded. She unfastened his pants and then pulled out his semi-hard cock stroking him to life before leaning over and sucking him gently moving her mouth over his length. He gently cradled the back of her head shoving his length into the back of her throat. 
"That's it, sweetheart, you're alright.." he whispered as she gagged and he pulled onto a dirt road and parked the car. He laid his head back as she took all of him, he lifted her head then stroked her cheek, "be a good girl for me… okay? If I can't have that cunt then I'll fuck your throat..  or maybe that pretty little ass before then, hm?" A soft moan escaped her at the thought and he chuckled. "Be a good girl for me and keep suckin' till I cum, then I finish you." he kissed her gently before pushing her head back down between his legs he groaned loudly holding her head down and thrusting his hips his cock sliding down her throat. 
He grabbed a spare towel from the back seat and put it around the opening of his pants, she was making a mess but he wasn't made about it. He just wanted to cum, and with the way she was sucking and laving him with her tongue - it'd be soon. "Fuck, darlin' so good… hm that's it, a little bit more." he murmured then held her head down as he fucked her throat, "this is how I'd fuck that pussy, darlin'. Fill you up with my cum just…" he gasped and moaned loudly, "like this," he groaned his hips stuttering as he filled her throat. He thought of her tight ass and knew then he'd have to take it, he'd make her his in every way on the night of their wedding, he lifted her head and she gasped for air, tears streaking her face making his cock twitch.
"You're so fuckin' beautiful, Darlin.. gonna suck me like that again?" he asked her, "I'll be sure to bring a towel then too," he hummed, "or maybe you'll let me fuck your thighs, cream on top of that pussy…"
Lee knew she wanted him because she pushed him under her skirt and whined softly, soaked. Her thighs were drenched as she desperately rocked her hips against his fingers, "aw, darlin' get in the back seat… daddy'll take care of that pussy," he whispered then followed behind her. She sat with her back against the door and he pulled her panties down her thighs, moving her skirt so it wasn't under her - he knew he'd make a mess of her even more than she already was. 
His fingers ran over the slick she'd created he spread it over her, but his eyes narrowed in on the one thing he could fuck. The tight ring, using the slick on his finger he teased it, "that okay, darling?"
"Y-yeah, oh please, Lee…" she whimpered moving to rub her own clit but he slapped her hand, "don't touch my pussy, you'll get off darlin' but before we're married I'm gonna sink my cock into this hole," he whispered breathlessly and he couldn't believe he was hard again. The slick-coated finger entered her ass with ease causing her to whine softly, he knelt there one hand slowly rubbing her clit while the other prepped her ass for the future. 
"Yes, Lee. oh… yes," she whimpered as he leaned forwards sucking her clit into his mouth as he added another soaked digit into her ass and fucking her with them. Her cries were of strained pleasure, he used his tongue on her weeping cunt fucking it into her, a preview of what was to come. He flicked her clit then circled it with the pink muscle as he dipped his fingers past the second knuckle. She hissed at the intrusion causing him to chuckle. 
"My cock is bigger than that, sweet heart… you'll take the full three fingers before I can fuck you there… and we won't marry till I stuff you with my cream, darlin'," he told her as she rocked her hips against his fingers. He moved his mouth back to her clit, he could feel her cunt begging for something to be inside it, taking the free index finger he pressed it inside then crooking it looking for the soft spongey texture. When he found it he stroked it relentlessly, pumping fingers out of each hole while his tongue laid an assault on her bundle of nerves. 
It didn't take long for her entire body to quake as she came, he moved back grabbing the towel just in time as she squirted coating part of the back seat. He rubbed her clit with his thumb rapidly to help her ride out her orgasm then chuckled as she got a dreamy expression on her face. "Did daddy do good?" he asked her softly and she nodded her hand on his encouraging him to keep rubbing. 
"Greedy," he teased cleaning up her mess before returning his mouth to her sopping cunt and working a second orgasm out of her in record time. 
"I want you to fuck me there… soon," she told him softly as she sat up and captured his lips with hers. Her tongue tangling with his own, he could hardly wait to put a ring on her finger and call her his wife. Hell, he'd fuck her where she'd let him - he knew they'd have to take some risk… he wondered if she was into roleplay… he was sure she would be.
The perfect. Fucking. Wife.
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The fair was bustling with people, couples married and new alike. There were kids running around excitedly, cotton candy in their hands sticking to their faces. Lee chuckled as he held her hand leading her around, he'd already won her a teddy bear and a little tote purse which would come much in handy later.  
He watched her eye one of the rides excitedly, "Wanna go on that one, sweetheart?" he asked her and she nodded. He led her over to the spinning ride and then paid for their entry with the tickets. He buckled her in, and he had the time of his life, he couldn't remember the last time he'd laughed quite so hard, probably not since he was a child. 
Hell, even then his abusive shit of a father never liked it when the kids in the house were loud. This to him, her, was like a breath of fresh air. Much needed after a time of feeling as if he were trapped underwater. When the ride slowed he kissed her softly, and affectionately before helping her off the ride and letting her lead him to the next one. 
Four teddy bears later she was a giggling mess from all the candy she had consumed, and he loved her happiness because it was so contagious. He smiled as he watched her then looked up when the fireworks began to go off. "C'mon," he murmured leading her to where they could see them better. "Darlin' you're really somethin'... never had this much fun on dates before," he told her softly as he put his arm around her. 
"Hm, well, suppose you've been waiting for me then, hm?" she said to him and he nodded a bit, "Good…cause I don't share."
"Me either, guess we'll just have to lean on each other," he murmured lightly as he rubbed her back gently. 
He saw her eyeing the Ferris wheel then looked at him, "Looks empty could pay'em to do it now and turn the lights off… we'd be really alone then," she murmured softly.  It didn't take him long to get them both over there, he paid the worker a good amount to leave them for forty-five minutes, he figured that'd give them plenty of time to do whatever it was he wanted to do to her.  Up they went, then it stopped and the lights went off - their time started now. 
Lee's lips were pressed to hers, his hand under her skirt stroking her bare sex. Her panties were long forgotten in the back seat of his car. "Fuck, darlin'…still soaked all for me?" he murmured as he pressed his lips to her neck, "Can't wait to have my cock in your throat again…"
She moaned softly as he thumbed her clit, "Love when you talk, lee…like hearing you feel good," she murmured softly as his hips bucked against his hand. "Will you do it again? Put your fingers…"
"I'll put my fingers in your ass again, need you to keep doin' it too so the next time I take you out I can fuck you," he murmured against her neck, "God the thought of my cock in your ass has me rock hard.. fill you up nice and full, be good practice." 
A whine escaped her lips as she dropped to her knees in front of him, he shimmied his pants down and she grabbed the towel out of her purse - they had a system now that they realized how messy they got. Once her mouth got to work on him he pushed her head all the way down forcing her to choke slightly, "My pretty fucking girl, that's it… it's okay to choke on it a little," he whispered breathlessly, "once we're married I'll fuck you everywhere, no one will stop me…good fucking girl," he gasped as she swallowed around him. His feet planted on the floor and he thrust semi-roughly into her throat. Controlling his moans was the hardest part. 
"where do you want my cum honey? If I can get the tip in I'll cum in that pretty ass, give you a taste…" he murmured and she lifted her head nodding. He pulled her up kissing her softly, "turn around honey," he murmured then lifted her skirt, she knelt on the floor of the ferris wheel with him behind her. He knew he could shove his cock in her pussy but last thing he wanted was her pissed at him, he was man enough to wait. What she was giving him was too sweet to pass up.
Lee rubbed the overly sensitive head against her slick pushing it between her thighs fucking her folds slowly. he'd never been more thankful for the fact that when the machine was off nothing movies, kept things from rattling in high wind. He pressed soaked fingers against her tightly puckered hole, easing one then two fingers in. He fucked her thighs with vigor, skin slapping against her as his balls drew tight - he felt her pussy flutter as she came from him battering at her clit with the head of his cock.  Notching his cock in her ass he slide forward causing her to whimper at the stretch, he got the tip inside only thrusting a few times before he emptied himself inside of her. 
It took everything in him not to bury himself balls deep, but hurting her was not on his agenda, ever. He rubbed her clit gently as he stroked the length that was out of her, "fuck," he gasped pulling out to continue fucking her thighs. Seeing his cum leak from her ass made his vigor renew, and he slammed his hips into hers fucking the folds of her pussy.
"You sure you want to wait, darlin?" he whispered with a small chuckle and she nodded. "Good girl,' he murmured as he came again, a smaller amount, "You won't walk for a week after we're married, keep your legs up and cum in you five times a day," he muttered as he pulled her upright her mouth to his.
"Yes, daddy," she whispered and he cursed.
"You're gonna be the death of me," he muttered softly and she giggled as she leaned against him.
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Lindsey smiled as she looked at her, "Things must be going well," she said to her knowingly, "Good, he'll probably propose soon if he is anything like my husband." 
"Well, we'll see. I think with the campaign coming up soon you're right but he's been very persistent about something before we're married so. I'm sure that will happen soon," she sighed at the thought - she could do nothing but dream about it. Hell, she was marching in on her goal and nothing was going to stand in her way if she had a say in it. "He's been busy the last two weeks but, distance makes the heart grow fonder and I took him lunch the last couple of days - told him I was busy today." 
"I'm happy for you, we deserve to pick what we want if we're supposed to say here. It's the least we can ask for," Lindsey sighed sipping her milkshake. 
"How are you though? How's the baby?" she asked her softly crossing her legs as the waitress brought them their food. "I know you said you were feeling quite ill." 
Waving it off Lindsey sighed, "I've been alright. Tired, and hungry and nauseous all that once but fine. Peter has been a great help lately. He works but he'll do the laundry, help with the cleaning." she trailed off, "I just make sure dinner is on the table."
"Sounds like a dream, I can't wait to have one of my own." 
"It'll happen sooner than you think, trust me. We were being careful!" She snickered then ate a french fry, "we weren't quite ready yet but life has a way of getting ahead of you I guess."
"Guess so," she agreed quietly, "Do you want more after this one?"
"Oh, I really don't know. I think one might be enough, Peter thinks so too but. I suppose we'll see how we feel about it after the little one is here. We make more than enough money but it doesn't mean I have to fill the whole house." 
That was something she had considered as well, "Of course not, it would be a disservice to yourself honestly. Stretching yourself so thin for more kids than you can handle." she made a face, "I think two or three is a good number. My parents had more kids than they could manage half the time, and look where it got them."
"They're happy but they're doing their best to marry me off so they have more space in the house. It's insanity." She told her then dipped the beef finger into the gravy. "I'm enjoying this halfway between dating and being engaged. I know it's coming, realistically, but we're enjoying this. He's a lot of fun when he lets loose, guess a lot of people don't see that side of him." 
Her friend chuckled, "I don't think many people see that side to men unless they want them to. Peter was a real stick in the mud for a while, but he's really blossomed. He's such a good husband and he'll be a fantastic father…it's really playing out like we both wanted, huh?" 
"Yeah… it is," she murmured happily.
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It had been three weeks since their time at the fair, and as she walked out of the house to greet Lee she couldn't help but feel butterflies in her belly. He kissed her cheek gently before waving to her parents who smiled happily, her parents had been happy to see she had found love. Even if it wasn't in a place they had first expected it to be, even her parents were ten years apart in age; so it wasn't all too surprising that she took that modeled relationship and ran with it.  Lee opened the car door for her so she could get in, he shut it once she tucked her feet in then rushed to the other side. 
Sweetheart knew tonight, was it. He was taking her back to his house for the first time, where he promised to take care of her. First, they'd have dinner - then they'd dance a little listening to a few records his mama had left him before she passed on. Then he'd told her, in vivid detail, how he was going to take her apart and put her back together again. She squeezed her thighs together at the thought, she couldn't wait - she was quite impatient for it. Never had she wanted anything so badly, if anyone told her a year ago she'd be letting a man put something her behind she'd call them a pervert? Ever since the fair, however, she's been thinking of it nonstop. 
"You good, sweetheart?" he queried as he held his hand towards her, palm up. She placed her hand in his nodding. "You nervous?"
"No… yes, but only cause it's new," she told him honestly and he nodded little kissing her hand gently then placing it over his heart. "I love you, Lee," she told him softly. 
A small blush tinted his cheeks, "love you too, darlin'. Ain't nothing gonna stop that," he told her and she scooted across the bench closer to him.  
"What's for dinner?" she asked him curiously. 
"Roasted chicken with sauteed vegetables and my mama's mac n cheese recipe," he told her and she cooed at the thought. He could hear her stomach growl causing him to chuckle. "Didn't you eat today, darlin'?"
"I did, but that sounds really good." She hummed a bit, "We're a big family so we mostly have stews or casseroles for dinner."
Lee nodded in understanding, it was only ever he and his sister. After his bastard of a father died leaving his mother to care for them, well they ate similarly. It condensed what food they had and made it go further. All he knew was at least his mother wasn't skipping meals or eating whatever they hadn't eaten off their plates anymore. She had her own serving, and with his daddy gone too, she also had the light back in her eyes.
When they got to the house they ate dinner like ravenous wolves, she swore she wasn't normally like this but he was enamored with her. He was happy she felt comfortable enough to eat normally with him. He pulled her up by her hand after starting an old instrumental dance hall record, one she'd heard a few times before at community events. Twirling her around the living room and dipping her when necessary - hearing her giggles light up his house was bringing him joy like he'd never thought he'd feel.
While Lee had incredible lust for the woman before him, he had affection and respect. He could understand woman's troubles. Finding a husband in this town was a struggle for many, and when an eligible one came up the ladies flocked - most had to him the year prior.. but his angel was playing the long haul and she had him by the short and curlies. 
He pulled her close to him then smiled, "Sweetheart… you knew this was coming but.. " he dropped down to one knee and opened a velvet box he'd retrieved from his back pocket. "Will you marry me?" 
She gasped and covered her mouth, "Oh! Yes!" she squealed and jumped into his arms kissing his face repeatedly. "Yes, lee! I will be your wife," she whispered as she hugged him close to her happily. Never in his life had his whole heart nearly exploded with happiness, he felt his eyes water slightly and she crooned cupping his face. Pecking his lips over and over while giggling. He toppled over both of them falling to the floor, her on top of him with a dreamy happy smile on her face.
"Never thought this would happen," she whispered softly, "before that picnic it felt like a pipe dream.. but I didn't stop dreamin'." 
He stroked her cheek gently, "Was gonna have you anyway," he murmured, "You were always gonna be mine." 
Her eyes watered at the statement and she kissed him softly her hands pulled at his buttons forcing it open as she straddled him on the floor. She kissed his neck, licking and sucking his exposed flesh. She playfully bit his chest making him chuckle as she pulled his shirt off. "You want to fool around, honey?" he murmured and she nodded. He reached behind her unzipping her dress, she let it fall off her leaving her in her slip and stockings. "Take me to your room," she murmured, "and you can take me the way you've been wanting - I even practiced like you told me to." 
Groaning softly he got up off the floor setting the ring box on the table, they could come back for that later. He picked her up causing her to squeal as he carried her to his bedroom. Lee dropped her onto his bed then helped her out of her shift, his eyes raked over her, taking in every bit of flesh he got his eyes on. He'd memories it all once he had the chance, "alright, honey… gonna get you ready for me." he murmured, "I got some lube there, it'll make it easier… do you want me bare?"
"Yes.." she nodded as she looked at him and he flipped her onto her stomach making her giggle. He forced her backside into the air and pulled her panties down, he trailed a stripe from her clit to her pussy. He cursed lightly as she moaned, he fucked his tongue into her untouched channel moaning against her. Kissing her there like he had her mouth, "Lee," she gasped, "please…"
"Please, what? Use your words darlin,"
"The bud.. please, rub it.. lick it please," she gasped as she shifted her body. Hearing those words he dove in and began a brutal assault on her clit, suck, lick, flick over and over till she trembled. Her pussy clenched around nothing, and he couldn't wait for the day when it was his cock she was squeezing, milking. 
Lee pulled her to the edge of the bed then put her head just over the edge, "Gonna fuck your throat honey… show me your tits," he murmured and she pulled her bra off. It'd been the first time he'd seen them while fucking her, he was tempted to cum on them but that could come later. "You'll take my cock down that pretty throat…"
"Yes, daddy," she whispered softly causing his cock to twitch. 
"Fuck, you want daddy's cock?" he whispered and she nodded leaning her head back and opening her mouth.  He stripped his clothes off then moved to stand in front of her, he slapped his length against her exposed tongue moaning. "Shit," he whispered as she took him in with ease. "If you want to stop pinch my thigh," he told her and she nodded the best she could as she sucked him down. Lee was in no position to stop her, so he helped her take the thigh nine inches down her throat. 
"Good fuckin' girl," he gasped as he thrust slowly, he could hear her breathing through her nose then gulping him down her tongue teasing the vein on the underside of his cock. He began to pick up the pace, "Gonna do this to that pretty little ass, fuck it fuck of me leakin for days," he whispered as he picked up the pace. He couldn't help but groan every time she gagged, fuck he was sure this is how he wanted to go out, which his cock down her throat. 
Pulling back he stroked her cheek, "You okay?" he murmured checking on her, and nodded.
"I'm good, give it back," she opened her mouth and he growled leading his red weeping cock back into her eager mouth. He really hit the jackpot, a wife who wanted to suck his cock dry, he'd let her. The pace this time a bit rougher as he fucked her throat, he could see his cock bulging it and he groaned. "God my own personal fuck toy… daddy is so proud of you," he murmured then pulled back.
"Lay on your back," he murmured, "Need to be in you." 
She did as he said catching her breath, he popped open the lube putting some on his fingers. He moved between her legs, rubbing her tight hole before slipping the fingers in. Fucking them into her gently then a bit more to open her up. He scissored his fingers then grunted hearing her gasps.  He cracked open the lube again and put a generous amount on his length, stroking it on before pressing the head against her. 
"We'll go as slow as you want," he told her softly as he nudged the hole gently the head slipping into her causing them both to curse. "Tell me if you want to stop…"he told her gently, "promise me…"
"I will, I promise," she murmured with her eyes half closed and lips parted. He inched forward, then back again. He moaned as with every thrust he was deeper into the tight hole, squeezing him perfectly. When he was seated in her completely he made sure to take long thrusts and bottom out again. "Lee, please… move?"
He nodded then pressed his mouth to her open one swallowing her moans as he fucked his cock into her, he moaned into her mouth. "Good girl," he whispered his hand reaching between them and rubbing her clit gently. He felt her tighten around him forcing him to pick up his pace, the bed began to creak under the pressure as his thrusts in became harder. "Never gonna tire of this," he moaned as he moved in her faster. 
"Daddy, please, harder," she gasped and he nearly came when she rubbed her clit with two fingers. He took her words to heart, gripped her hips, and set a brutal pace, the sound of skin slapping on skin echoed throughout the room and it wasn't long till he felt her body flutter around his. He used his fingers to rub her clit in time with his thrusts.
"Give daddy another, cum again.." he demanded then slapped her clit causing her to cry out and moan. He pounded into her tight hole then groaned when he felt her come again this time wetting the both of them as she squirted all over them both. He gave two harsh thrusts before going as deep as he could to fill her with his release. He heard her gasp and then moan softly as the heat spread through her, "Good girl, in a few weeks that'll be your pussy and I'll fill it every day… " he murmured softly.  
She didn't go home that night, he refused to let her leave his arms. As she slept he couldn't help but rub his cock between her folds gently letting them milk him, her little whimpers in her sleep forcing beads of cum to leak from the tip. He grunted softly moving her onto her back and jerking himself off with her hand spraying his cum all over her chest.  He didn't know how he had so much energy for this but she brought out the devient in him, and he couldn't help but want her all hours of the day. 
Lee knew the wedding had to be soon or he'd lose his damn mind.
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Their wedding was simple. It took place at the chapel near the elementary school, and it was attended by quite a few people but it was relatively small in comparison to most weddings he'd been to. He actually preferred it, the only thing truly necessary was his ring on her finger and her having his last name. After all, she was getting what she wanted all he could think about was getting between those thighs again. Watching his wife mingle with everyone, he was feeling oddly complete. There was no sense of jealousy he expected to be there, because he knew no one could ever please her like he could, sexually or emotionally. 
"You did well by her, Lee.. never seen her smile so much, " her mother and father approached him full of smiles. "Thank you…"
"It was no problem, she's… special," he smiled a little as he looked at them, "she'll never want for nothing… and if you need anything you just holler and I'll do what I can."
Her mother kissed his cheek and her father shook his hand, it felt weird. To have a family who didn't expect anything but for him to do right by the woman he loved. He'd do anything to see her keep that smile on her face, hell, he'd move heaven and earth for it. Lee walked over to her, kissing her cheek gently - "You almost ready?" he asked softly his hand on her back.
The reception had been quite small, they'd cut cake and done speeches right out the gate. Most people wanted to head home anyways, and he wanted to take her up to his cabin where he'd keep her in bed the whole week. 
She looked at him and then nodded, "I'm ready, I'm kind of tired." she admitted lightly and he chuckled. 
"Me too, we can take a nap once we get settled in." He told her gently and they began saying their goodbyes to everyone before heading out. The drive to the cabin was quiet if not only for the fact that his new wife was leaning against him asleep. Her legs curled under as he drove with his arm around her shoulders - this was the peace he'd been striving for, something he never thought he'd have. With Sherrif elections coming up in the next month, this couldn't have been better timing. 
"Darlin'... we're here," he murmured kissing her head softly and she stirred slowly look around.
"Lee, it's beautiful," she gasped looking at it, "is it really ours?"
He nodded, "Had it built a few years ago, all ours." he chuckled as she got out of the car in her dress then rushed to go inside.  Watching her look at everything with keen interest, things she's never seen before. It made him feel whole, something he'd been feeling a whole lot lately. Wrapping his arms around her from behind he buried his face into her neck, "let's go lay down for a bit then we'll eat dinner," he told her softly.
Pulling his new wife into their room, helping her strip from the gown and remove the hairpins. He dressed her in one of his t-shirts then laid with her tucked in his arms, and this is where she belonged nestled up next to him. He didn't know how long they slept but he knew he had been tired, he woke up with her ass pressed against his crotch. Lee wasn't a man with restraint so he humped into her hoping to relieve some pressure. To his surprise, she pushed back causing him to groan in pleasured agony. 
"You awake, darlin?" he asked her softly but she made no sign of being away. He pushed his hand under the t-shirt groping her breasts, teasing her nipples till they were erect. His clothed cock pressed against the heat of her soaked core, "baby," he whispered kissing her shoulder, "need you so bad." 
Lee pushed her panties to the side and pressed his fingers into her slit rubbing her swollen clit. "Damn sweetheart you're wet," he murmured and she gasped, moaning softly.
"Lee?" she whispered, "don't stop…"
"Never," he whispered leaving open-mouthed kisses n her neck and shoulder. "Take it all off," he ordered her and she did, tossing the clothing aside quickly before returning to him. "Beautiful… so much more than a pretty wife…" he murmured pressing his lips to her chest and sucking on her breasts. "Gonna make you cum then gonna fuck that pussy," he whispered gently. He untangled himself from her then undressed his cock standing proud, he leaned over her bringing her legs over his shoulders. Diving face-first into her heat, licking and sucking her into her first orgasm of the night. 
"Daddy…" she whined her fingers going to his head, he took direct and in no time she was cumming on his tongue soaking his fingers.  "Can I suck you some?" she asked softly and he groaned. 
"Normally I'd say yes, but I need to be in you honey," he murmured as she spread her legs for him eagerly. "I want something else from you first though." 
"What is it?" she asked him softly. 
"I want you to beg for it," he murmured slapping his cock onto her wet core. "Beg me to fuck you…"
She whined a little, "Please daddy, please fuck me…"
"You can do better than that," he muttered softly slapping her thigh. 
"Please fuck me with your cock daddy, I need it so bad please fuck me and fill me with your cum," she whimpered and he swore her slick was dripping from her folds. 
"As you wish," he murmured as he notched himself at her entrance then kissed her passionately as he slowly began to push inside of her. The last thing on his mind was to hurt her, but he wanted to be inside her so badly he couldn't hardly stand it. He could feel how tight she was as he sunk into her, felt like he was being strangled but her pained moans stopped him.
"Don't stop it's good pain... I want it…"
"You like pain?" he murmured softly then pinched her nipple a little harder than normal causing her cunt to squeeze him. "Fucking woman of my dreams," he whispered against her mouth.
"Put it in me daddy, please fuck me full.." she whimpered pinching her own nipples as he pushed further inside of her. He could feel the tightness more and watched her for signs of too much pain. Though with how she was dripping he was certain it didn't hurt as bad as he was imagining it.
Lee pushed the rest of his cock into her tight channel, "fuck," he gasped, the first thrust jolting her body and causing her eyes to water. "so fucking pretty," he murmured as he picked up his pace. "All mine," he moaned at the sight of her cunt swallowing his length. He pulled her forward, "You see this… how we fit…" he whispered and she began rubbing her clit making him grunt trying not to lose control. 
Lee removed her hand then placed his hand over her neck before picking up his pace. The bed began rocking, creaking against the floor as he set a brutal pace, but her moans and begging for more only served to egg him on. "Gonna fill your cunt, put a baby in you make you officially mine forever," he muttered as he thrust as deep as possible. Her walls fluttered around his length as she came her cries echoing well into the mountain tops he was sure, and he came inside her filling her to the brim. He slowly removed himself pushing his cum back inside of her, "I fucking love you," he said kissing her deeply. 
"I love you too," she whispered against his lips with a giggle as her legs twitched. "Can I suck you now?"
He groaned making her laugh loudly as he fell onto the bed next to her, "You're definitely going to be the death of me." he murmured softly. "My pretty.. no.. beautiful wife," he murmured pulling her into his arms and rubbing her back gently.
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becca-e-barnes · 4 months
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I miss ur lee Bodecker posts
So do I, let's fix that 🤤
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As much as I love writing my filthiest thoughts for Lee, today I'm imagining the way he'd want to introduce you to sensations that you didn't know existed. He knows you're a sweet, innocent little thing and you probably don't know what your own body is capable of so he's beyond keen to show you.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. It'll feel so nice in a second." As much as you trust your husband, you can't help but feel a little uncomfortable being watched like this. It feels like he sees everything.
His pointer finger traces along your bare, slippery sex. The tip of his finger presses to your entrance, just testing how quickly your body accepts him before gliding his finger the whole way into you.
"That's it, good girl." He hums, watching your face as he pulls his finger back and presses it into you once more.
His movements are so slow and gentle; he doesn't need to rush. It's more important that he gets to explore your body and you get to explore your pleasure.
"You're doin' so well for me. So proud of you." He kisses the inside of your thighs, watching his finger slip into you once again before he lines another finger up beside the first, pressing them both into you on the next stroke.
Oh, that feels different. It's a fullness and a weight that doesn't feel uncomfortable but it'll take a little while to get used to.
"Now, sweetheart. Gonna try somethin' for you." Lee's mouth is watering, listening to the slick sounds he can coax from you with his fingers, knowing that he'll replace he fingers with his cock when he's confident you're ready.
"Lee, please." You gasp, trying to resist fucking yourself down onto his fingers. You feel pathetic like this. It's a need you didn't think you'd be capable of but all your discomfort and hesitation melts away. It can't be wrong to need him. You're married to him, after all.
You hardly understand what he's doing to you when the next sensation registers. It's a disorientating pleasure that makes your velvety walls and clench, your body desperate to keep his fingers working their magic inside you.
"Good girl, you like that? You like the way I curl my fingers in this pretty little pussy?" You barely hear Lee over your own frantic gasps but you can't find it in yourself to stifle them.
"That's nice, isn't it baby? It's okay, I've got you. Just enjoy it." He's so damn smug but he's allowed to be. You didn't know you could feel like this, and all because of two thick fingers rubbing a little sweet spot inside you.
"So fuckin' wet. Gonna feel like Heaven when I bury my dick inside you." He's so vulgar but for once, it's not off-putting. It's exciting to know this feeling won't stop. Watching him stroke his hard, throbbing cock while he plays with you only makes you imagine how it'll feel to have the tip of his dick rubbing you there instead.
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bucknastysbabe · 11 months
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You can be my daddy tonight - L. Bodecker
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If you’re seeking heaven then you’ll want to come and get it.
Rating: Explicit
Tags: DADDY AND BREEDING KINK OUT THE WAHOO, age gap, size kink, crying during sex, Frottage, pnv!sex, The Great Outdoors, she’s a brat he’s a Man what happens next, infidelity, they’re kinda both assholes, soft and fluffy Lee literally and figuratively, smut-tacular, totally glossed over Lee’s 400 red glaring flags
A/N: It’s about time I did something for my big country boy. No Pepsi cups sorryyyy
Everyone knew the Sheriff used to drink like a fish. Everyone knew the Sheriff had a wife that hadn’t popped out a baby yet. Everyone knew the Sheriff played with bad men and dirty money. Your Pa, the county judge, told you to stay far away from the Sheriff. In fact, you planned on doing the opposite.
‘Vote for Bodecker,’ read the pin. You picked it up and thumbed across the lettering, thinking. You had a senior internship with the little paper in Meade. Although more interesting things tended to come out of Knockemstiff. You were fascinated by the surly law man, he was cute. Sure, a little pudgy and a lot older but he had killer eyes and the prettiest smile. You’d be lying if he wasn’t your sexual awakening.
Your boss rolled his eyes and said, “Sure, write a puff piece on the asshole, but he’s gonna make sure you write what he wants.” You cocked your head against the door with snicker, “Not even a little feminine wiles will sway em’?”
Henry pushed his glasses up a crooked nose and blew smoke at you, “If the man has to pay people to be quiet about his sister selling ass out the Tecumseh, whatcha think your lil’ pink tweed skirt is gonna do? He’s all about reputation.” You opened your mouth in faux shock and retorted, “I’ll show you what a pink tweed skirt can do. I’ll have an interview by tomorrow!”
“Whatever you say! Get on home. Night darlin’.”
“Night Mister Henry,” you chirped.
Maybe Henry had a point. You’d called the station four times today. The receptionist would answer, you’d state your intentions, she’d say, “Sheriff Bodecker is not in the station, try again later.”
On the fifth try the receptionist sniffed, “Look girlie, he’s busy. I’d suggest giving it twenty-four hours.”
You put on a smile as you gritted out, “Thanks, girlie!”
Slamming the phone against the wall you watched your dog jump up and stare at you. Turning on your heel you made it up to your room, filtering through your dresses. You’d wear the light pink shift dress, like the one Twiggy had in the magazines. You pulled on some stockings and thick black heels to match your collar.
Eyes made up big and shiny you eyed the clock. He’s probably in his little office, yelling for the clerk to shut the damn phone off like he was important or something. You drove to the depot, slinging rocks as you pulled into a parking spot. You didn’t want to ‘pull my pa is the judge card’ but push might come to shove.
You checked your meticulous hair and makeup in the car mirror, popping a smile. You sprayed a bit of perfume and grabbed your smokes. Staring back in the mirror you chided yourself, “You gettin’ nervous? No ma’am. C’mon.” Pinching your thigh a couple of times you hopped out your light blue Mercury.
You stalked into the depot, resting your hands on the receptionist’s desk. The lady seemed shocked, gasping, “Lord have mercy! I told you the man was busy!”
You waved your hands, “It sure don’t look busy round here!”
You lit up a cigarette in annoyance, listening to her nasally admonishment. A gruff tone came from behind your right shoulder. “I have been busy all day filling out reports, but I guess some people got no patience.” You exhaled and ashed into nearby tray, glancing over your shoulder at the Sheriff. Turning and holding out a manicured hand you offered your name and a polite, “I’m here on behalf of the Meade Daily News to request an interview.”
His big hand engulfed yours, blue eyes flicking down your body before returning up. He hummed deeply before laughing, “You’re the judges girl aint’cha? Like father like daughter.” You pouted and asked, “Can I ask a couple questions or do I need to go to your opponent?”
He didn’t like that, jaw clamping down and twitching. Bodecker ran a hand through his short hair, other hand on a soft hip. He grumbled, “Naw, we don’t need that. Cmon into my office. Damn fire-ant.”
You perched yourself on the couch across the small room. It smelled of cigars and candied something. He had quit drinking so you guessed sugar was filling the void. And his shirts, you thought as he grunted while sitting down, belly straining his white button down.
Leaning back he lit up a cig and leveled you with an annoyed look, chubby cheeks bunching as he puffed on the tobacco. You went straight to the point.
“Are you aware of the accusations against you being made? About hush money and your sister’s doings.”
His eyes narrowed, fingertips digging into the wood of his desk. Bodecker suddenly smiled and said, “My poor sister was being used by her husband. She’s receiving treatment upstate Ohio. Truly a shame, but I can’t allow that to happen in our county. No hush money involved, it can be blow to the ego but she was sick.”
“Mhm. That is sad. Do you consider yourself a family man?”
He was getting more irritated by the second. You grinned, knowing you had the upper hand. Untouchable was written up and down your body, lest he get on bad with the magistrate and Mayor. Lee took a deep breath and sighed, “I’ve been wanting to have a family since my daddy upped and walked out on us. My wife has been…ill…so it’s been a slow process. We’re thinking about maybe adopting.”
You opened your mouth but Bodecker barked, “Nuh-uh. I pick this question and ya’ pretty lil’ self is gonna write it all down, ‘kay?” Feeling your cheeks heat up you nodded. It was only fair to write down some bullshit on behalf of Bodecker. So you did, unwillingly and oft with dramatic sighs.
You frowned at the Sheriff’s smug expression as he leaned back in that office chair, creaking in the quiet room. You stretched out yourself, the hem of your dress climbing higher and higher. He cleared his throat, blues locked on you. You kept your legs together and hummed, “Off the record question Sheriff— if you answer I’ll give ya’ a peak.”
He grunted softly, “Whassit’ sweetheart?”
Rubbing your thighs together tantalizingly had him begging like a dog for a bone with his eyes. You rolled your hips and asked, “So you gonna adopt some babies? You don’t go home and fill your wife’s pussy up every night? She’s mighty pretty but y’aint gettin’ any younger Sheriff.”
He groaned and palmed his swelling prick, cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“What? Looks like y’got no problem getting it up?”
Lee Bodecker stood up, braced over his desk, and growled, “She’s a lockbox. Thinkin’ I’m fucking lil’ girls like you.” You dropped one of your legs to the floor, exposing your naked slit, cooing, “Really now?” He stepped closer, breathing hard. You could see the war in his mind but he couldn’t control the licking of his lips.
You knew what the man was imagining.
He stood still, hands on his hips as almost if he was stuck. You lounged idly, curls falling out of place. You slid your hand down your body, so, so, so slowly. Lee made a soft noise when you swiped your fingers through slippery slick. “She don’t get all wet for you like this Sheriff? Don’t take much for me.”
You rubbed a bit faster, breathily moaning, “I remember when you was just a deputy, hah, I was thirteen. Such an ugly duckling then. F-fuck but you were so handsome helping me when those boys were being mean.”
Lee had drawn closer, kneeling at the end of the couch, a hand near your calf, barely grazing it. His orbs were dark with arousal. The man desperately goaded, “C’mon- finish the story, c’mon.”
You arched your back, spreading yourself wider for him, circling your clit. “W-well, ya’ helped me out and you were just out the national guard, all young and trim- don’t matter shit! So when I went home I rode my pillow thinkin’ it was you.” You finished your dirty little story with a cry, shivering in pleasure. Lee looked wrecked, hand tightly wound around your ankle now, rubbing his ringed finger over his face.
You slid upward, batting his hand off. Lee gruffed, “Yer’ gonna give me a heart attack sweets— ya’ can’t stay much longer.” Close enough to smell his aftershave you pressed close, tucking yourself into a soft jawline, pressing some kisses.
You grabbed his big left hand and eyed the gold band. Playing with it the question rolled out, “When’s the last time you got a blow job Sheriff?” He gulped down a moan, shaking his head. You lapped at his thick ring finger, swallowing the digit down. He gasped and jerked at the sensation, eyes wide. You ever so gently eased his wedding ring off a slight hassle as his fingers weren’t so slim since the bells rang.
You pulled it out of your mouth and placed it on the side table, staring up at the bigger man, still kneeled outside the couch. Lee’s internal war seemed to be made up, he had a look in his eye now, jaw twitching. He stood up, cock flushed and thick against those tight slacks.
His big hand held your cheek, thumb stroking your cheek. You whimpered softly when he brushed the bottom lip. The sheriff murmured, “Can you be a good girl and follow along?” You nodded and suckled on his calloused thumb, watching eyes roll back.
He managed in a low rumble, “You’re gonna straighten up and walk your pretty tail to your car. Then head to the Seven-Eleven where the truckers park,” he bent down and nipped your earlobe, “Then I’m gonna come by and we’ll have a real interview— up close and personal.”
“Yessir,” you poorly whined. You shifted your thighs together to hold back the neediness still arising. You stood up on shaky legs, smoothing down your dress, wiping any stray makeup, putting your headband back on. Before you walked out the door he pressed his big body into yours, lips crawling up your neck.
“Haven’t had a blowjob in years. But I can’t resist any sweets.” He smacked your ass and you stumbled out the door, pen and paper in hand. The receptionist and a cop standing by her stared oddly but you chirped, “Have a wonderful night!” There was a skip in your step to the Mercury, you driving like a bat outta hell to the quickie store.
Then the waiting begun.
You contemplated rubbing your clit outta boredom and sheer need but went over your notes instead. Deep in thought, a knock at the window shocked you, sending the pen flying. The sheriff was clad in a leather jacket now, grinning like a maniac down at you. You tentatively opened the car door and asked, “Where we headed Sheriff?”
You were both parked behind a stationary truck. He had his hat on, brim low, arm slung around your waist. He hummed, “Not sure yet. Somewhere quiet. Probably one o’ those old lover’s lanes when I was young.” You stifled a laugh, “In a place like this it’s changed?”
He side-eyed you with a smirk, “Yep, y’know how many times I’d had to bust up little bad girls like you out past bedtime?” You rolled your eyes and stated, “Don’t got a curfew, my parents think I’m at Darlene’s.” He opened the side of the cruiser for you, getting a nice feel as you sat down.
He slipped in the driver’s side, turning on the ignition. He hummed, “This lover’s lane s’better, gotta pretty crick to run around in.” You stared in horror, “But what about bears and snakes?” He patted your thigh and cooed, “Don’t worry your pretty little head, not like I ain’t use a gun before.” His huge hand settled on your thigh, squeezing and rubbing maddeningly.
You whimpered under your breath, been on edge too long. Rolling toward a dilapidated stop sign he made a noise of faux concern, teasing, “Poor doll baby, you riled up huh? C’mere and sit a little closer.”
You practically leapt to his side, plastered to his warmth. He grinned again and held you snug into his soft midsection. Cruising at a leisurely pace he admitted without looking, “I wanna’ baby so bad. Fill the house with kids. Be better than my shitbag of a Daddy.”
You wanted that too. Real bad. Just thinking about it made you needier. He grumbled, “I don’t know if it’s me or her but ain’t nothing clicked. We been to the doctor in Cleveland, my spunk’s all fine.” He groaned in annoyance, “Why am I even telling you all this?”
You shrugged, “Obviously it’s been weighing on ya. I’d have your babies. Ones with big blue eyes and pretty teeth,” you placed a hand on his soft stomach and whispered, “You’d be a good daddy. I’ve seen ya at the town gatherings.” Bodecker sharply inhaled, hand gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white.
His driving sped up some, ducking down into an old trail to a holler. He didn’t respond, jaw tighter than ever. You asked, “Sheriff? Bodecker? Did I say something?” He growled, “Babygirl…nah, you said everything I wanted to hear.” He placed a gentler hand around your knee, giving a squeeze.
He put the cruiser in park, settling back with a sigh. You eyed him with wide eyes, utterly transfixed. In the moment you trembled, a bit out of your element, but the ache between your legs was throbbing and persistent. You helped him undo his tight jacket and throw it in the back. You tossed his wide brimmed hat with a little giggle.
Lee rolled his window down and you copied him. The silence was stagnant until the sounds of the evening filled in. The energy was still charged. He turned to you, blue eyes intense. The sheriff asked, “You really mean all that? About the babies and shit?” You nodded, reaching a hand out to grip his bigger one.
“You’re a goddamn angel. Shit baby- how old’re you now?” He ran a frantic hand through his dark hand, biting that damned lip again. You warbled, “M’eighteen. Been that way for a couple a’ months.” He shook his head, laughing lowly, “I’m old enough t’be ya’ daddy sweet cheeks.”
“You can be my daddy. I don’t care. I’ll put all the babies you want in that big empty house up in Brewer Heights.”
He pulled you by your thighs, his bulk keeping you wide open and pinned. Lee hissed in your ear, “Can’t say shit like that. I’m a married man, divorce not good for the election baby.” You pouted and turned away, annoyed. He grabbed your cheeks and cooed, “That don’t mean we can make some arrangements after I win and you’d be the biggest prize.”
You rolled your body against his softer one and petulantly replied, “You promise? Y’gonna be my daddy Lee?” He smiled while peppering kisses along your jaw. “Mhm. I’ll be your daddy, dress you up, take you around, fill ya’ up with my babies.”
“Good. Being on the judge’s bad side would be sticker in your heel for winning,” you said lightly.
He glared you down, fear filling your veins before Lee laughed, “Don’t I know that? Bratty lil’ girl, bout’ as slick as those gangsters at the Tecumseh.” You retorted, “You like it, I know it.” Lee sat back on his haunches, kicking open the car door behind him. You surged forward with a whimper, seizing his plump lips.
You batted his hands away to loosen his tie then unbutton his top. While unpinning his badge you hummed, “Nah. This’ll be my job when you get home after a long day.” Lee simply groaned and panted while you plucked the buttons off. You commented, “Daddy needs a bigger size.”
You ran your hands down his soft belly and hips, squeezing. They settled on his belt, pudge slightly rolling over. He scoffed, “Eatin’ too many sweets. I’ll be a Fuckin’ hog by the end of the election.” Loosening his belt with a jingle you shrugged, “Not when you’re fucking your pretty girl all the time, that’ll get some cardio in.”
Button popped and you stroked him through his underwear, earning a strangled moan. You couldn’t help but whimper, “Oh- you’re big.” He shucked off the rest of the pants along with the whites— cock rudely slapping against his tummy. You blushed and cried out when he reached behind your neck to unbutton your collar.
In a flurry of muted pink you were on your knees in the buff. Lee rumbled, “Oh little girl, fuck, pretty goddamn baby.” You whimpered, “Touch me, c’mon daddy, s’been too long. Huuurts.” He laid you down on the seat, big hands rubbing you gently, cooing, “Ain’t you just a darlin’? Daddy’s gonna take care of ya.”
His cock slotted against your oversensitive pussy, making you cry out again, hands wrapping round his broad shoulders. He leaned in from an angle, taking your lips sweetly. You shyly moaned into his mouth, rutting against him in excitement. All your dreams come true. Lee Bodecker would be yours.
He shifted in the tight compartment, hand cradling you for better access to your mouth. He kicked into your lax mouth, panting, “Been s’long, taste so sweet.” You lapped back, wet smacks filling the cruiser. His tongue playfully danced against yours, kissing rough then pulling back to smile at you.
You tried to close the gap, only for the bastard to back off further. You whined his name in annoyance, squirming. The brunette shushed you, “Hold on now, lemme love on you some.” Your eye roll turned into a real one when his lips sealed over your nipple, flicking his tongue naughtily. Billy from down the road didn’t know jack shit about this, fucking boy.
You ran your hand through his thick hair, panting and mewling softly. “Lee, oh f- Christ!” He hummed amusedly around your bud, sending you reeling again. Then switched to the other one, rough fingers twitching and pulling. He was rolling his thick cock between your folds quicker now, making you a mess of nerves and emotions.
For some reason tears pricked at your eyes as you cried his name, your belly awash with heat, orgasm taking you by surprise. Clinging to the man, you sobbed into his sweet smelling neck, shaking like a leaf. Lee groaned low and long, caught up in pleasure before he realized.
He enveloped you into a tight embrace, shushing and cooing sweet things. Lee softly spoke, “Oh honey, s’too much? Poor baby never been with a real man like her daddy. Shh now, s’okay sweet pea. Breathe for me, c’mon.” You blinked more tears into his neck, trying to stop your shuddery breathing.
He was doing a good job of holding you tight, feeling safe nestled against his soft belly and hard arms. You croaked, “S’sorry daddy, didn’t know what came over me. Didn’t even let you get to come.” He nuzzled the crown of your mussed hair. “You’re fine pretty girl, I know ya’ been keyed up for hours. Why don’t we take a dip in that crick, sure is hot out here.”
You nodded slowly, wiping your eyes while da-Lee loved up on you, big hand leading you to the babbling water. He grinned, “S’gon be cold. Better hold tight.” You managed a weak tease, “Did’ja tell that to all the girlies back in the day?”
“Maybe. Only if they was special.”
“Was your wife special?”
He remained quiet for a beat, only the sound of water rushing by. Lee shook his head and sighed, “Nah. That was a between patrol hookup and she had money. Thought it would be a good idea.”
“Fuck er’ let’s get in daddy,” you swore.
His forlorn expression brightened under the moonlight, him stepping in the water first. He whooped, “Whew it’s brisk! Good for ya, that’s what my momma used ta’ say.” You stepped in ankle deep, yelping. Lee barked out a laugh and waded further, submerged to his thighs. He sat on a flattened boulder, pulling you in.
Much shorter than Lee you cried out in shock at the coolness hitting your overheated nerves. You hopped to him and whined, “Goddamn Lee, that’s cold as hell!” He grinned and retorted, “Get up here then, up ya’ get.”
You were on top of his spread thighs, his unflagging prick between you two, pulsing. The water lapped around your feet and his shins. Lee’s tone grew darker as he asked, “You gonna let daddy stretch that pretty pussy out?” Arousal flooded your system like a ton of bricks again.
“Yessir, I ain’t a virgin but take it slow, yeah?”
“Slow as you want sugar, you’re on top after all.”
You kissed him again, pressing your forehead against his while you lifted up on quivering thighs. He steadied his cock as you descended, gasping as the thick tip began to breach your still soaked core. He hummed, “That’s it, real slow baby girl, no rush.” You slid down further, whining at the stretch, about halfway now.
You took a break to pant in his mouth, soaking up those sweet nothings. The pinch died down and you slid flush to his lap. You were full, stretched, split. You gasped and shuddered. “Lee. Daddy. Oh god daddy- you’re so big ah hell, feeling you everywhere dadddy!”
He pressed down on your lower belly, eyes blackened with lust. Lee murmured, “Mmmm- yeah sweetheart, shit, tight, I can feel me through ya’.” He looked dazed, forehead still stuck to yours as he panted. The sheriff slurred, “Oh fuck sssweetheart, s’been s-so damn long for daddy. Don’t want it to end.”
“Fuck me then, get it out, I got mine,” you pleaded while pecking his lips. Pushing the man back against the rock you laid on top of him, letting Lee plant his feet on something solid. Lee moaned long and low, fucking into you roughly with heavy slaps, something that’ll make a whore blush.
He babbled, “Yeah, baby, gonna be your daddy, fuck you all day and night until that belly is round, take care of ya’. Everyone gonna be jealous of ole’ Bodecker. We’ll build our own- fucking hell- place!”
You nodded along, your daddy’s cock rubbing spots you didn’t know existed inside your pussy. “Yeah, yeah, fuck me, love it!” He let out a weak noise, sucking in a breath. You could tell the man was close, he was whimpering almost imperceptibly, strokes growing sloppy.
“Awh fucking- baby,” he warned.
You pulled off of him and let the seed spurt against your belly and tits. Lee scrunched his cute face up, soft tummy twitching as he unloaded on you, moaning unabashedly. He blinked a couple of times, smiling at you like you’d hung the moon.
“How’d I get so damn lucky huh?”
You shrugged, cock drunk and giddy. “I just knew you’d have a nice cock and decided to hunt you down.”
He guffawed, pulling you both into the freezing ass water. You spluttered, gasping from shock. He howled again, laughing. Lee held you tightly, locking your hips around his waist. You nuzzled into his embrace, hearing his chest vibrate as he promised, “Gonna be your daddy, all mine now little girl.”
“All yours,” you promised.
A year later Sheriff Bodecker started the groundwork on his new home, right next to that creek where it all started. He stood behind you, rubbing your slightly rounded belly. Lee hummed, “See, what I tell you Mrs. Bodecker?”
“Everything you said, Mr. Bodecker,” you winked,
“Daddy.”
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 4 months
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Lesson » Lee Bodecker
Pairings: Lee Bodecker x Reader
Summary: Lee teaches the reader a lesson.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, age gap, kissing, hickeys, (m receiving), unprotected sex, Sheriff kink, size kink, praise kink, handcuffs, hair pulling, spanking (like a couple times?), degrading, name calling (slut, whore), pet names (darlin’, sugar)
Note: The reader is in her early 20s and Lee is in his late 30s.
Written on my phone so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos.
Header credit goes to @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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You thought it would be a great idea to hangout with some new friends you just met, but what you didn’t know was that you were going to get arrested. Now here you are, shifting uncomfortably in the backseat of the cop car due to how tight the handcuffs are.
“Sir, please! I didn’t do anything! I’m new here, I just didn’t know what the law is here!” You pleaded.
“I’d believe you if you didn’t have alcohol on your breath.” Lee says.
“I took one sip! That’s all!” You say.
“That still doesn’t justify your actions. Now, when we get to the station, I’m gonna call your mama and have her pick you up.” He says.
Your eyes widened and your heart started pounding. You’ve never done anything bad. This is the first time you’ve ever been arrested. If your mama finds out, she’ll be so fucking pissed.
“No, please don’t call my mama! She’ll be so pissed! I’ll do anything you say! Just please don’t call her!” You say on the verge of tears.
Lee glanced up at you through the rear view mirror and thought about it for a moment. He turned down a dirt road and drove halfway down before stopping. He shut off his cruiser and got out, walking to your side of the car and opening the door.
“Get out of the car.” He demands.
You got out of the car and stood in front of him. He turned you around and led you to the front of his cruiser.
“Since you don’t want me callin’ your mama, I’m gonna be teaching you a lesson. Now, from here on out, you’ll be addressing me as Sheriff, you’ll be a good girl, and do as I say. Understand?” Lee says.
“Yes Sheriff, I understand.” You say submissively.
“Good girl. Now, get on your knees.” He says.
You dropped down to your knees and looked up at Lee, waiting for further instructions. You watched as he unbuckled his belt and undid his uniform pants, pulling out his hard cock. You licked your lips at the sight. He’s big. You rubbed your thighs together at the thought of his cock inside of you.
“Be a good girl and suck my cock.” He says.
You licked the tip of his cock, moaning at the taste of his precum. You opened your mouth and Lee slid his cock in your mouth until his tip hit the back of your throat making you gag. He thrusted in and out of your mouth. You flattened out your tongue, his cock easily rubbed against it.
“Such a good girl for me.” Lee says, brushing your hair out of your face.
You moaned when he called you a good girl. Your panties were beyond soaked for this man.
“Fuck, you keep doin’ that, darlin’, I’ll let up on your punishment a little.” He moans, tilting his head back.
You occasionally moaned around his cock in hopes that your punishment won’t be too bad after this. Lee’s hands gathered all of your hair, putting it in a ponytail and pulling at it every time he thrusted into your mouth. You looked up at him and batted your eyelashes innocently.
“Look at ya. Lookin’ all innocent, but deep down, you know that your a fucking slut.” Lee says degradingly.
“Mhmm.” You moaned.
Lee degrading you and calling you a slut or a whore turned you on even more and your panties are beyond soaked.
“You’re my slut now, aren’t ya, darlin’?” He says.
“Mhmm!” You moaned around his cock.
“Damn right, you are! Fuck! I’m gonna cum in that pretty little mouth of yours.” He moans, tilting his head back.
His cock twitched as his orgasm came closer and closer until he came in your mouth. Lee stood above you, panting as he took his cock out of your mouth. You swallowed his cum and opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out and showing him that you swallowed all of it.
“Good girl. Stand up.” He ordered.
You managed to stand up without struggling. Your knees were red and slightly scraped from being on the concrete for so long.
“Bend over the hood and spread your legs.” Lee orders, patting the hood of his cruiser.
You did as you were told, giving Lee an amazing view of your now soaked panties. You gasped when you felt his fingers rub your clit through the wet material.
“You’re so wet, darlin’. Did those boys make you this wet?” He asks as he continued to rub your panty covered pussy.
“N-No! It was you! All of it is for you!” You moaned.
“All of this is for me? You’re so sweet.” He says.
You felt Lee bunched your dress up above your hips and slid your panties down your legs. You looked over your shoulder to see him shoving your panties in his pocket. Lee’s hand went back to your wet pussy, rubbing his middle and ring finger through your soaked folds, spreading your wetness. You let out a loud moan when he slid his fingers inside of your tight hole. You whined when he took it out.
“You taste so good, sugar.” He says, licking your juices off his finger.
You whimpered and wiggled your hips, hoping you would get some kind of relief, but that only gave you a smack on your ass.
“Be patient. Your punishment isn’t over.” Lee says.
Lee teasingly rubbed your clit. You desperately wanted to grind yourself against his hand, but you didn’t want to make your punishment any worse than it already is. He stopped rubbing your clit to line his cock up at your entrance, slowly sliding it in, inch by inch. Your jaw dropped, an inaudible moan left your lips.
“You’re so big!” You gasped.
“You can take it, sugar. I know you can.” He says.
Lee gripped your hips and began thrusting.
“You’re fucking tight.” Lee groans, tilting his head back.
His hands held on to your hips with a bruising grip as his thrust became more fast. One of his hands went to your front and down to your clit, rubbing it in circles. You felt the tip of his cock hit that one spot inside of you causing you to moan loudly.
“Oh my god! Don’t stop!” You moaned.
“I don’t plan on stopping.” Lee says almost in a growl.
Your hands managed to find their way to Lee’s shirt, grabbing onto it and holding it tightly when his thrust became more rough.
“Such a dirty little slut for letting the sheriff fuck you where anyone can drive by and see.” Lee says with a groan.
Your cunt clenched around his cock at the thought of it.
“Of course you’d like that, you dirty girl.” He chuckles.
You felt your lower stomach tighten. It felt like your orgasm was about to come crashing down on you.
“Sheriff, pl-please let me cum!” You whimpered.
“Since you’ve been a good girl, go ahead, sugar. Cum for me.” He whispers in your ear.
His fingers moved faster against your now sensitive clit causing your orgasm to come closer and closer. His name left your lips with a loud moan as you came, soaking his cock and your inner thighs. Lee wasn’t too far behind you.
“Think I might keep you to myself. What do you think about that, darlin’?” He says.
“Oh fuck yes! I love that!” You moaned almost in a whine.
“Of course you do.” He chuckles.
A moan left Lee’s lips as he came inside of you. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He placed his hand on the hood of his cruise on either side of you. You two stood there for a moment to catch your breath. He slowly pulled his cock out of you and tucked himself back inside of his pants.
“Umm sheriff?” You say, breaking the silence.
“Yes, darlin’?” Lee says.
“Can you please take these handcuffs off of my wrists? They’re tight.” You say shyly.
“Not as tight as that little cunt of yours.” He chuckles.
You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, but you also felt turned on when he said that. He took the keys to the handcuffs out of his pocket, unlocking the handcuffs and took them off of your wrists. You readjusted your dress and rubbed your red wrists as you turned around to face him.
“Can I have my panties back please?” You asked.
“Nope. Those belong to me now.” He says.
You pouted as he walked you to the passenger’s side of his cruiser, opening the door for you. He closed the door and went to the driver’s side and got in.
“Let’s get you home so your mama doesn’t get worry about you.” Lee says, starting the car.
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By ☁︎☽ Cocoa ☁︎☽ @cocoamoonmalfoy @darksideofthecocoamoon
𖥔 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟕 | god of spring!timothee chalamet
Part seven of the crown him series
✶ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 | the beast
Imagine a twisted beauty and the beast. Reverse kidnapping: I’m in your house and I’m not leaving
𖥔 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 | bard!timothee chalamet
An unlikely trio on an impossible quest pick up a stray along the way
𖥔 ✶ 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐓 | soft!dark!king hal
Hal could sympathize with Hades, for after seeing the light of life, how could he not pin it close to his darkness
𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 | king hal
Hal finds that sitting for his portrait isn’t bad at all
𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 | prince hal
Disowned or not, the son of the king needed to be protected
By ★ Jen ★ @jen-with-a-pen
𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | art student!frat brother!steve rogers
Steve can’t remember what happened last night, but his body sure does. Regret is the worst hangover of all - even more so when you can’t remember what you regret
✶ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 | bucky barnes
Being held captive and experimented on definitely wasn’t in your job description. After what seems like months in HYDRA captivity, rescue finally arrives - but what is rescue if not relief from suffering.
By 𖠰 Nat 𖠰 @the-iceni-bitch
𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐇𝐄𝐌 | kinktober masterlist
Prepare yourselves for a month filled with wicked and scandalous delights, with vicious and freakish lovers for whatever type of monster you may fancy
By ❈ Beanie ❈ @shadeysprings
𖥔 ✶ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓 | kinktober masterlist
Four stories with captivatingly dark themes
𖥔 ✶ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 | dark!pete brenner
You work hard to entice the biggest possible client for your company, but he has his own ideas for you to make you say yes
𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐒 | dark!ransom drysdale
Ransom makes it known why breaking up with him is wrong.
𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 | priest!lee boedecker
The new priest of your church asks you to sing for him.
𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐔𝐓 | serial killer!lee boedecker
With the serial killer targeting boys, you thought you were safe. Until you weren’t.
By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | thirteen nights of halloween masterlist
13 Nights of Halloween and each night is going to be a different (what I'm calling) "campfire stories". Each story is going to be told by a different character ranging from Chris Evans characters to Sebastian Stan characters to Marvel Characters. Make sure to take a look at the Intro to meet the various characters! So, gather around the fire and try not to get too scared.
By ⚔︎ Suz ⚔︎ @targaryenvampireslayer
𖥔 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 | ghost!bucky barnes
Bucky was taken from you by HYDRA a year ago. You mourn him and miss him, until you start dreaming of him… until he starts coming back to you
By ✵ Selene ✵ @fluffyprettykitty
𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | sugar daddy!sam wilson
Quick and dirty sugar daddy Sam Drabble.
By 𖤛 Roo 𖤛 @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
✶ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐉𝐀𝐇 | yelena belova
You find a stranger at your door, a visitor you can’t make leave
✶ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 | kraven the hunter
You catch the eye of a mysterious man who shares an unexpected secret with you
By ☆ Stella ☆ @a-lumos-in-the-nox
✶ 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃
A group of friends decide to explore the haunted house on the shortcut back to campus. Ignoring the 'No Trespassing' signs. They ease drop in on a meeting between beings, mortals have never lived to tell tales about. And find out the consequences of ease dropping on the annual Hallows Eve meeting.
𖥔 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 | druig and makkari and female!oc
The kink alphabet for the threesome
𖥔 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 | druig and female!oc
Reader is horny but won’t do anything about it because she is busy doing other things. But her husband who can read minds can hear her inner struggle and does something about it.
𖥔 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | druig and makkari and female!oc
Makkari has a surprise field trip for Juni and Druig. They don’t know where they are going. It is her turn to pick where they meet up this time.
By ☄︎ Ellie ☄︎ @mrsmischief209
𖥔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 |
Introduction to Kinktober
𖥔 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 | billy russo
Inspired by the song ‘Slow Hand’ by the Pointer Sisters
✶𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 | softdark!frank castle
Inspired by the song ‘Breath’ by Breaking Benjamin
By ☪︎ Gina ☪︎ @slvttyfied
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | chef!ari levinson
Cause baby I can build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream
By ✯ Vic ✯ @sunflowersteves
𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐉 | carmen berzatto
Carmen knew you were a bit inexperienced, so what better way than to show you how?
By ⚘ Akane ⚘ @haravath0t
𖥔 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 | college au!alhaitham
College AU headcanon
By ⎈ Navy ⎈ @navybrat817
𖥔 ✶𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 | various SS and CE characters
One shots and ficlets for the month of October
𖥔 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 | bucky barnes
You want Bucky in your mouth. Simple as that.
By ✍︎ Em ✍︎ @writing-for-marvel
𖥔 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 | mob!bucky barnes
Newlyweds Mob!Bucky and wife!reader explore Europe and each other during their honeymoon.
By ❀ Ali ❀ @flordeamatista
𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | various SS and CE characters
Kinktober inspired by tarot cards and their auras
𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 | lee boedecker
A tale of your wicked deeds.
𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐒𝐄𝐓
By 𐀔 Alex 𐀔 @thecutestlittlebunbunfairy
𖥔 𝐁𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍'𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | masterlist
Spooky season stories heavily inspired by Hozier’s album, ‘Eat Your Young’
𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | rockstar!sam/steve/bucky
When your friends invite you to a rock show and the drummer invites you back to his hotel room, you might get more than you bargained for yet…
By ✬ Astro ✬ @astrorogers
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 | wanda maximoff
The Scarlet Witch has arrived which means her familiar must finally reunite with her.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 | wanda maxinoff
Wanda teaches kitten about Halloween
𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | mistress!wanda maximoff
Mistress!Wanda x sub!kitten reader smut
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Born
Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader  CW: Dark Lee, dark themes, gaslighting, dub!con, cum eating, parental abuse, parental death, implied age gap, daddy kink, manipulation, references to Lee hitting reader, religious themes, sex, breeding, non-graphic murder, Reader doesn’t see it this way but UNHEALTHY RELATONSHIPS. A lot is left vague but still, please take warnings into consideration. 
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“Y’know, Honey, some people were born just so they could be buried, but not you, you were born just to be mine.” 
He’d said it the first time with his pants undone, limp cock still sticky with cum hanging lewdly from the open fly of his uniform pants. He’d said it as he forcefully guided your head down, insistent upon you cleaning up your mess, because it was your mess, you’re the one who didn’t place the pepsi cup right. Even though the cold congealed globs of semen made you gag, settling heavily in your stomach like paste, you knew it was something you had to do. Taking responsibility was a lesson you’d learned early in life at the end of your Daddy’s belt. Ever since he’d died, shortly before Mrs. Bodecker, Lee took over for him, reinforcing it at every opportunity,  he was just looking out for your best interest. 
Besides, and you shuddered to say it, afraid it teetered too close to speaking ill of the dead,  Lee was a much better Daddy. He only slapped you in the wake of truly serious offenses, like shirking a wifely duty or meeting up with friends without permission, and most of his spankings were intended to instill pleasure, not pain. Most special of all he gave you a purpose, you didn’t think you had one of those, but he made it clear you did, you were born just to be his. It was a tragedy about his wife, a freak accident, but you liked to think it was all part of the Good Lord’s plan, how could it not be when her and your father’s deaths served to bring you and Lee together. As awful as it was, as much as you worried over damnation for even thinking it, it was the truth. Through their deaths you had been reborn, given a purpose, or rather shown your purpose as it was always meant to be- you were his. 
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“You were born just to be mine.”  Sometimes it was a growl as he fucked you from behind, fingers locked around the back of your neck, pressing you face first in the mattress as he took what he wanted. 
“You were born just to be mine.”  Sometimes it was a sweet whisper as he kissed and licked his way up your neck, sucking reminders into your skin, sweet bruises to mark his claim and his desire. 
“You were born just to be mine.”  Sometimes it was almost desperate, pleading, like when he fucked his cum back into you and spoke about how you’d make him a Daddy for real. 
“You were born just to be mine.” No matter how he said it you knew it was true. 
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“Some people were born just so they could be buried,” Lee thinks as he pulls the trigger on your Daddy. 
“Some people were born just so they could be buried,” Lee thinks as he cuts the break-line of his wife’s car. 
“Some people were born just so they could be buried,” Lee thinks, often, all the time, about damn near everyone, but not about you, never you. No, you were born just to be his. 
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buckybuckyboo · 6 months
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The good sheriff
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Word count: 940
Sheriff Lee x reader
Summary: Was there ever a last time when Sheriff Lee was involved?
Warnings: Smut. MINORS DNI (18+). Fingering (female receiving)
A/N: I DO NOT give any permission to translate or post my work anywhere else. Please enjoy reading and feedback is always appreciated
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You swore you wouldn't end up here again. You were telling yourself last time that it was THE LAST TIME but when he pulled up beside you, the window already down. He leans over on the back of the seat and smiles at you "Hey sweetheart, hop in" Ugh that smile, always makes you weak at the knees. You fiddle with your bag fighting the urge to say yes to him. "Come on sweet pea, don't keep me waiting" That smooth voice of his, grabbing the handle of the door and opening it, and sliding into the seat. You see that smirk on his face as he turns back to the wheel. "That's my good girl," He says turning the car out and speeding off. "Why don't you come a little closer baby? What are you doing over there all by yourself?" He smirks.
You smile sliding over and placing your hand on his thigh. Leaning in and kissing his neck. Sliding your hand over the bulge in his pants. He pulls into your favorite private spot and shuts the car off. Turning and grabbing you by the neck and smashing your lips to his in a heated kiss. "Who are you wearing that little skirt for huh? You love having all those little boys after you?"
"No sir, I wore this for you"
"Oh yeah? All for me?"
"Yes sheriff, all for you"
"Such a good girl for me. Take your panties off for me sweet pea". Lee watches your every move, watching your hands slide up your thighs and pull your panties off. He quickly grabs them from you "These belong to me now"
You chuckle softly "I don't think they are your color sheriff."
He smirks shoving the panties into his pocket. "They might not be my color but you know what is? This pretty pink pussy of yours" He grabs you by the ankle pulling your pussy closer to him. Rubbing his middle finger and ring finger through your folds getting them wet with your slick. "Oh baby, all this mess for me? So pretty" He sinks his two fingers into you before you can answer, your back lifting off the car seat. Leaning over you and attacking your neck and collarbone with kisses. You swore you wouldn't end up here again, but here you were with the handsome sheriff once again with his fingers buried deep inside your soaking wet pussy. Slowly slipping in and out of you.
"Please Lee please fuck me" You whimper out. He buries his fingers deep inside you and keeps them there.
"You're not ready for this cock yet baby, you're so tight but so wet and warm." He feels your pussy clenching around his fingers as he speaks.
"You like that baby? Do you like how wet and warm your pussy is? It's just perfect for my cock isn't it?"
He curls his fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot and making you moan out. Your eyes are closed as your hips move against his fingers. "You gonna cum baby? Squeezing me so good, I know you're close. Look at me sweet pea." Your eyes open and focused on his as he starts pumping his fingers in and out. That coil in your stomach snaps and you cum all over his fingers. He crashes his lips to yours as you moan, your hands pulling him even closer to you.
Slipping his fingers out of your pussy, he brings them to his lips and sucks "Hmm, tastes so good"
"Lee stop teasing" He leans back smirking at you "Well, if you want it so bad honey, come and get it!"
You smile crawling over and undoing his belt buckle and pants. His cock straining against them. Taking his cock out and stroking it slowly. Licking your hand and using it on his cock, getting him wet and ready for your pussy. Climbing into his lap and slowly sinking down on his cock. A mixture of pleasure and pain as he stretches your pussy out. His hands gripping onto your hips, his fingertips digging into your skin. He buries his head in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent and kissing your skin. "Good girl, that's it, take it deeper. Fuck you feel so good!"
His hips start to move making his cock hit your sweet spot deep inside.
Lifting his head back so you can kiss his lips. Your hips start to move in rhythm with his making you moan against his lips. His hands holding onto your ass helping you move. As his thrusts start to become harder you feel that feeling in your stomach again.
"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum again Lee, please don't stop. Your cock feels so good!"
His thrusts become sloppy as he reaches his release.
"Squeezing me so good baby, gonna cum in that sweet pussy of yours!"
In moments you both cum. You cum first with a loud moan and he follows after. His seed coating your walls. When you both catch your breath again you share a sweet kiss. "Let me take you home sweet pea" You smile and nod as you lift yourself off his cock and fix your skirt. Lee fixes himself up and starts to drive you home. He stops outside your house and throws his arm over the seat and smiles at you.
"Lee, I need my panties back"
"No, they're mine"
"Lee, you're gonna be dripping all down my legs! What will my mom say if she sees!"
"It's best if she knows that the good sheriff is taking good care of you" He smirks.
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thornsnvultures · 7 months
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pride
lee bodecker x wife!reader
cw: 18+ nsft, smut, p in v sex, creampie, lee being a neglectful husband at first, 640 w
a/n: something short and sweet for @nickfowlerrr 's seven deadly sins event. I missed writing for Lee and wanted to write a smutty little fluff piece for him 🖤
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"I'm the luckiest man on earth."
At first you weren't sure that you heard him right. Lee didn't talk much when he was fucking you, at least not lately. For a while he would just get his rocks off and roll off you, immediately falling asleep while you laid there and stared at the ceiling until you fell asleep.
God only knows how long it's been since Lee talked to you sweet at all. But it happened in every marriage, the eventual slough off into the mundane, right? No more flowers or date nights. No more Lee taking his sweet time with your body like he used to. You almost didn't want to jinx it by asking him to repeat himself, afraid of breaking whatever spell had been cast that brought the old Lee back to you.
But he broke it for you.
"You know why I'm lucky, sweetheart?" His big hand brushes your cheek, turning your head on your pillow so he could see your face. His hips had stilled as he looked at you, those bright blue eyes roaming your face. He was waiting for you to answer.
"W-why?"
Lee leans over you, draping his big body across your back, his belly pushing into the dip of your arched spine, and kisses your cheek. The angle pushes his cock into your inner walls and you gasp, squeezing a groan out of your man.
"Cause I got a pretty little thing like you in my bed, that's why."
"Oh, Lee."
Your husband presses more kisses along your jaw as he grinds his cock into that same spot. You're on fire, your insides lighting up like a fire doused in gasoline.
"M'sorry I haven't been takin' care of you like I should, darlin'. Not when you take such good care of me." Lee's words whispered in your ear sends shivers down your spine.
"It's alright-"
"It's not-," Lee growls, shooting up straight and drawing his cock out almost all the way only to slam it back in with a harsh slap that makes your teeth rattle in your head. "It's not alright."
Lee grabs your hips, gripping your soft flesh as he pounds into you.
"You're my wife," he growls again as his hips set a punishing pace. You can barely breathe, gasping and whining as you scramble for purchase on soft sheets so he doesn't fuck you into the headboard. "My perfect, sweet little wife. With the sweetest little pussy I've ever known." He punctuates nearly every word with a thrust of his hips, his cock bullying your tight walls in the most delicious way.
"I couldn't be any more proud of you, darlin'," he says as he drops to a hand by your head so he can reach under you, reach that aching bud that'll push you over the edge, the one he's ignored for way too long. "Couldn't be any more proud to call you my wife."
Lee's thick fingers circle your clit and within seconds you're crumbling, crying out and shaking to pieces as you come around his cock. Moments later Lee's right there with you, shouting into the nape of your neck as his balls empty, filling you near to burst with his sticky cum.
"I'm sorry I haven't been treatin' you right, darlin'," Lee tells you again when he comes back to bed later with a warm, wet washcloth. "Been so busy at the station and I got the election coming up," Lee sighs and shakes his head. "But I won't let it happen any more."
"You mean it, Lee?"
Once you're clean he wraps you up in his arms, his big hands rubbing your back as you settle into his chest.
"I said it once and I'll say it again," Lee smiles, "I do. Cause you're the best damn thing that's ever happened to me."
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myfictionaldreams · 1 year
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😈Kinktober Masterlist 2022
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Better late than never, am I right? Hello my dears, welcome to my first ever Kinktober and only a month late!
I hope you enjoy them as much as I’ve enjoyed writing them. Warnings will be included in each fic, so please read these before proceeding.
main masterlists // AO3
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Day 1: Hair pulling ~ Eddie Munson x f!reader
Day 2: Mommy kink ~ Steven Grant x f!reader
Day 3: Double penetration ~ Steve / Bucky x f!reader
Day 4: Begging ~ Frank Castle x f!reader
Day 5: Clothed sex ~ Loki x f!reader
Day 6: Menstruation ~ Bucky x f!reader
Day 7: Milking ~ James Potter x f!reader
Day 8: Fucking Machines ~ Helmut Zemo x f!reader
Day 9: Anal Sex ~ Tony Stark x f!reader
Day 10: Overstimulation ~ Lee Bodecker x f!reader
Day 11: Sensory Deprivation ~ Jake Lockley x f!reader
Day 12: Ruined Orgasm ~ Mafia! Steve Rogers x f!reader
Day 13: Fisting ~ Sirius Black x f!reader
Day 14: Orgasm Denial/Delay ~ Remus Lupin x f!reader
Day 15: Begging ~ Bucky Barnes x f!reader
Day 16: First Time ~ Steven Grant x f!reader
Day 17: Magic ~ Draco Malfoy x f!reader
Day 18: Cockwarming ~ Professor Remus Lupin x f!reader
Day 19: Dacryphilia ~ Eddie Munson x f!reader
Day 20: Breeding ~ Frank Castle x f!reader
Day 21: Praise Kink ~ Marc Spector x f!reader
Day 22: Size Difference ~ James / Sirius x f!reader
Day 23: Hate Fucking ~ Helmut Zemo x f!reader
Day 24: Choking ~ Steve / Bucky x f!reader
Day 25: Face Sitting ~ Eddie Munson x f!reader
Day 26: Somnophilia ~ Lee Bodecker x f!reader
Day 27: Keeping Quiet ~ Draco Malfoy x f!reader
Day 28: Car Sex ~ Jake Lockley x f!reader
Day 29: Aftercare ~ The marauders x f!reader
Day 30: Squirting ~ Steve Rogers x f!reader
Day 31: Voyeurism/Exhibitionist~ Remus + Sirius/James x f!reader 
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“Clothes.  Off.  Now.”
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LOVE LOVE LOVE thank you alice <3
pairing: Lee Bodecker x f!reader (any race)
wc: 1.1k
sneak peek: "Lemme see those eyes, princess."
warnings: handcuffs, swearing, pet names [darling, missy, princess, Sir], oral [m and f receiving], smut [p in v]
my masterlist | 1.5k sleepover
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“You know why I brought you in today?” Sheriff Lee Bodecker asks, towering over you. You shift against the uncomfortable metal chair, handcuffs rubbing against your wrists.
“No,” you reply, shaking your head. He clicks his tongue at you, and you roll your eyes. “No, Sir,” you amend. The Sheriff gives you a look and rests his hands on the metal table, making his already tight shirt seem to get even tighter around his muscular arms. Your eyes catch on those arms; they linger on the soft lines of his face, the pull of his shirt.
You won’t lie; you liked how it felt for him to grab your hands and shove them behind your back earlier. The way he’d leaned against you, pressing you against the police cruiser, made your heart speed up in your chest. 
Lee’s gaze never leaves you. The heated glances he gives you make you press your thighs together. 
“Well, if you recall, you were speeding. When I approached your window, I smelled something foul in your car, marijuana to be exact, and you then proceeded to threaten me.” He says it all with a chuckle. “That’s enough to lock you up for the night, if not longer.” 
“Fuck that,” you grumble, hating the way your body responds to Lee’s eyes tracing over your body.
“You’ve got quite the mouth on you, missy,” he says with a grin. 
“You have no proof,” you interject, ignoring his previous comment. “You can’t keep me here.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, darlin’,” he drawls, raising an eyebrow. “I’m the Sheriff. And you were breakin’ the law.” Lee adjusts his belt before removing his hat, setting it in front of you on the table. 
Your mouth waters, betraying the lustful feeling growing inside of you. “Please don’t,” you whisper, the idea of spending the night in jail finally catching up to you. 
Lee smirks. “What kinda Sheriff would I be if I let criminals loose just because they said please?” He asks mockingly. “You’ve gotta earn your freedom, missy.” Before you can blink, Lee is tugging you out of the chair. You stand on shaky legs before him, letting your eyes drag up his mountain-like form. 
When you finally reach his eyes, you find them full of fire and hooded with lust. You imagine you look the same. “You gonna show me just how much you wanna be free?” He asks, palming the growing erection in his pants. 
“Yes, Sir.” You don’t even have to think. You just drop to your knees in front of him. With your hands cuffed behind your back, you have to wait for him to make the next move. Slowly, Lee’s fingers undo his belt and tug his zipper down. When his pants and boxers are finally low enough, you find yourself panting at the sight of his dick. 
You open your mouth, and Lee guides his cock to you. In a matter of moments, you’re lost in the feeling of sucking his dick. You take him as deep as you can, and he keeps his hands on your head, helping you with the rhythm.
“Putting that mouth to good use.” You moan around his cock, making him curse under his breath.
“Shit,” he grunts. “Lemme see those eyes, princess.” You gaze up at him as best as you can, with his dick hitting the back of your throat, and Lee rewards you with a smile. It doesn’t take you long to work him to the edge, but he pulls you off of him before you can make him come.
Lee runs his hand over your face, tracing your lips with his thumb. “Clothes. Off. Now.” The commanding tone of his voice sends shivers down your spine, and a second later, he unlocks one of your wrists from the cuffs. You immediately start tearing your clothes off of your body, tossing them to the ground.
When you’re naked before Lee, he re-cuffs your hand and takes in the sight of your body. Lee leads you to the table, helping you lie down against the cold metal. Your legs fall open, and he kneels in front of you. For a moment, you feel shy at the way he’s devouring your pussy with his eyes, but when his tongue runs along your core, the feeling evaporates.
Lee eats your pussy like a man starved. His big fingers find their way into your cunt, and you find yourself getting closer and closer to an orgasm with each second. His tongue circles your clit before his teeth graze it. He works you up expertly but doesn’t push you over the edge. Not yet. He waits until your legs shake and you’re on the verge of tears before he lets you succumb to your orgasm.
You shout out, legs tightening around his head as you come undone. Lee stands, licking his lips, and watching him do that sends aftershocks shooting through your body. He notches his dick at your entrance, bumping your sensitive clit with his tip.
“Please, Sir, please,” you beg, not caring how wanton you sound. You’re aching to be filled, to be stretched, by him. 
“You’re gonna kill me, talkin’ like that,” he grunts through gritted teeth. His cock glides along your pussy, teasing you. 
“Please, Sir,” you say again. “Please fuck me.” Lee’s hips stutter at your words. 
“Fuck, princess.” He pulls back and slams his dick into you, burying himself to the hilt. Your pussy stretches around his thick cock, and even though it burns just a little, it feels incredible. You moan loudly, wishing you could wrap your arms around him to pull him closer. Lee hooks his arms underneath your legs and lifts them to rest on his shoulders as he sets a brutal, deep pace.
Lee fucks you into the table, making each thrust more punishing than the last. You don’t care that your arms are sore and tingling from being trapped behind you. You don’t care how loud you’re being. All you can think about is how good Lee’s cock feels each time he presses into you.
He hits spots inside of you that make you see stars, and it’s only a matter of moments before you’re coming again. You squeeze around his dick, and that’s all it takes to send Lee over the edge. 
When he pulls out, Lee helps you sit up. He cradles you in his arms as he undoes the cuffs. “You did so good for me, princess,” he whispers, rubbing the sore spots on your wrists.
“Yeah?” You ask, gazing up at Lee through your lashes. 
“You were perfect.” You smile, nuzzling against his chest.
“Next time,” you whisper. “You’re the one in cuffs.” Lee chuckles, tracing a finger along your spine.
“I can work with that.”
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Lee Bodecker + Breeding kink:
Going to a friend's birthday, you played with their new baby holding it and cooing at it not a care in the world. Lee however sees all of this and has the intense urge to pull you into a room and pound you until you can't handle anymore.
The thought of you getting large and round with his children just does something to him, he always wanted a big family and seeing you bounce a chubby baby on your leg he almost couldn't handle it. The idea of you nursing and walking around with his child on your hip or arms had him uncomfortably hard, so much so he wants to drag you home.
He doesn't instead he shifts in his seat, watching you play with the baby, making exaggerated faces and cooing at him Lee thinks his pants are going to explode. He can't get over how radiant you look, trying to look normal he watches as you stand walking over to him with the baby.
"Hey handsome when do you want to leave?" He looks up at you watching the baby play with your hair and look up at you, groaning he smirks "Darlin if we don't leave soon I'm going to bend you over this couch and make our own baby" You blush and laughs softly making the baby laugh "Ok come on little menace let's go give you back to your Momma, before you see some adult things"
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bucknastysbabe · 9 months
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WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN WESTERN Sheriff Lee Bodecker WOOF WOOF BARK BARK ARF BARK GRRRR WOOF
BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK GRRRRRR HERE YOU GO NONNIE I HOPE YOU ENJOY OUR SHERIFF
AU Bingo - Western - Lee Bodecker
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Surprise moment, non-con play, breeding kink, dirty talk, restraints, outlaw!reader, pnv!sex, PUSSY EATING LIKE A CHAMP, slight overstim, Lee is Possessive, confessions of love
A/N: I don’t beta we die like Lee in the woods😀
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Well the gig was up. Maybe. Probably so.
You’d likely be hanging in the morning in front of an excited crowd of idiotic townspeople. Some bounty hunter by the name of Arwin dropped you right off into Knockemstiff’s sheriffs building. Here you sat in a minuscule jail cell, some crazy frothing at the mouth next to you and this freak catcalling from the right.
You were doing your own thing trying to get money for your gang when the bounty hunter surprised you in a damn trap. A trap? What were you, some sort of rookie? Peering out the tiny window you frowned. The gang was probably not going to get your ass. Left here to rot.
Clanging on the metal bars jerked your attention forward. A man with dark hair and rather intense blue eyes smirked at you. He tipped his hat, sheriff’s badge gleaming on his chest. You hissed, “What’chu want? Ya’ gonna hang me regardless. I know what I did.”
He cocked his head and hummed, “Nah. I don’t think you did sweetheart. Think we need to do some interrogatin’ down in the pit here.”
Your heart began to race. Something in his eyes told you this wasn’t a normal ‘interrogation’. The sheriff stalked forward, big body looming over your own, thick fingers coming to grip your chin. Chains rattled as your hands shook in your lap. He grinned, “Awe, lookit’chu, scared lil’ bunny now huh?”
You grimaced, cheeks flushing as you looked away.
“C’mon then,” he huffed, jerking you by your bonds. The sheriff practically hauled you with one arm, walking in that slow strut of his. You spat, “Fuck you, they’ll come get me and shoot your ass!”
“Sure they will, sweetheart.”
“Stop calling me that!,” you barked as the man shoved you down the stairs, you stumbling and spurs clacking irritatingly. It was dark down in the ‘pit’. A table, a chair, and an ominous amount of weapons and torture devices. The sheriff crooned, “Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna mess your pretty face up with none a’ that.”
Your cheeks darkened further in embarrassment. A big hand shoved you down in the chair, hooking your manacled wrists above your head with a clink. He drew closer, getting a good look, you could see his last name on the Badge. Bodecker.
“You can just call me Lee if ya’ like, little outlaw,” he pinched your thigh, “Or bunny. That’s whatcha’ are without that gang or yer’ guns.” You glared at him and spat, “Oh fuck off you pudgy sonnuva’ bitch! I oughta.”
You didn’t get to finish the sentence as two fingers slipped in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue roughly, drool leaking out. His handsome face split into a grin, cooing, “You oughta what bun? Kill me? Cuz’ it looks like I gotcha’ to myself.”
Whimpering helplessly and jerking in the bonds had him cooing again, snaking his other hand up your strong thigh. Lee sighed, “I thought you were jus’ the prettiest thing on all those bounty posters, wonderin’ how such a sweet face could be so, so bad?”
All you could do was drool around his fingers, lashes growing wet from tears. You willed away the growing slick between your thighs. This was wrong, so wrong. But you wanted the brunette to coo and stroke you more, down deep. Didn’t get much more than a rough fuck on the run.
He grinned with pretty teeth, grunting as he got down on his knees. Easing his fingers out of your now swollen lips the sheriff sucked on them, slurping with a low moan. Your cheeks burned with heat, pussy throbbing in time with your rising heartbeat.
“If you’re good ta’ me, maybe I’ll let you off,” digits curled around your gunbelt, “Or maybe I’ll just keep ya’ locked up in my place.” You shook your head, wanting to growl but whimpered, “Please…no.”
The gunbelt was discarded and he began to unbutton your pants, peeling them down your thighs, roughened from all the time on horseback. You looked up and away, lips trembling as Lee lowly whistled, “Gorgeous little bunny, not so scary without those big guns huh?”
Big hands spread your thighs apart. You could feel his breath traveling up to your weeping cunt, pressing a couple of kisses along the way. With a strangled grunt you barked, “Q-quit playin’ around!” Bodecker slapped your inner thigh roughly, blue eyes blazing as he glared up at you, full cheeks puffy as he frowned.
Biting down on your lip the sheriff hoisted legs over broad shoulders and lapped a stripe up your pussy. Your wrists clacked in the restraints, mouth falling open with a moan. Bodecker squeezed and massaged your thighs as he licked and ate at you hungrily, moaning.
“Christ!,” you hollered, belly tightened.
The brunette moved to suckle and pointedly lick at your swollen pearl, making you squirm and shy away from the intense pleasure. You had nowhere to go— simply stuck whining and dripping for this horrid man. Bodecker shoved the same thick fingers from earlier into your pussy, stretching and curling maddeningly.
Arching your back you met his pleased expression, lips wet and red. Lee sucked on his teeth and laughed, “Bunny just lovin’ this huh? Yeah, I think m’gonna keep you to myself. Taste too sweet.” He dove back onto your clit before you could rack your muddled brain for an insult.
Involuntarily your thighs clamped tighter onto him as the man curled his wicked fingers faster into that soft spot, tongue flicking and flicking and flicking. Tears streamed down your cheeks now, head tossed back as you painfully arched. In a pitiful whine you said, “Oh, oh fuck Lee, don’t stop, m’so close!” He hummed around you, eyes rolling up as you gushed on his fingers and chin.
You thrashed and cried out, chains jingling at a fever pitch. All you could do was cry and howl his name as the pleasure ran through hot veins.
Eventually the pressure died down and you blinked slowly, legs still curled around his shoulders. Lee pressed a little kiss to your knee, smirking. He asked, “You okay? That was a different little game than we usually play.” You easily picked the lock to the manacles, hands coming to rest on Lee’s cute cheeks.
“Mhm, more than okay, that was fun.”
His blues eyed you grumpily, the man murmuring, “I don’t like playing the big bad guy with you, already do that in real life.” You slid your thighs off the crooked sheriff’s shoulders and into his lap, arms coming around him. Kissing him gently you shrugged, “S’fun to pretend, but we ain’t gotta do it anymore.”
Lee frowned, hands now at your waist. He rumbled, “When’s the rest of your crew rollin’ into town? Y’know I can’t stand Leroy.” Rolling your still slick cunt over your man’s cock had his breath hitching. You breathed, “Mmm, probably round sunset. We got all day with eachother.” You nipped at his ear with a small smile.
“Good,” he stated with a new intensity, “Y’gonna let me fuck that pretty pussy in this mudhole or back in my place?”
He was right, the bed was a much more viable option. Even if it was about to break as you rode him hard into the mattress. Lee gasped your name, meeting your bounces weakly. His cute tummy was soft underneath your groping hands.
The bed creaked in time with your fever pitch fucking, riding Lee’s thick cock with helpless moans and cries. He rambled, “Ah, bun, fuuuck, missed ya’.” Leaning down to kiss his eager lips you grinded down on that sweet spot again, whining against his lips, “M-missed you too baby!”
“You should stay with me all the time, ain’t gotta ride around like that, we can handle business round here,” he panted, groaning between words.
Your hips stilled a little as he purred, “C’mon bun, wouldn’t it be nice, I’ll put a ring on it and a babe in your belly.” The words sent a hot streak up your spine, another shrill whine from your lips. Lee grinned and flipped you into the bed, bigger and softer frame pressing you firmly down.
He fucked into you at a brutal pace, mouth lapping at your bouncing tits. The brunette grunted, “Know ya’ want it, being a mama, handling business and a babe. So damn perfect bun. Gonna let me fill you up this time?”
You wanted it. Wanted it real bad. Riding round all the time was tiring, and Lee was real good to you. Too good for how you ran around on him. Pulling him flush you mewled, “Please, do it, fuckin’ breed me! I love you!”
He mouthed wetly against your sensitive neck, belly and hips slapping roughly against your own. Lee growled, “Y’sure? You wanna’ be knocked up? Y’aint going nowhere, I’ll drag yer’ pretty ass up to the chapel with my cum drippin’ between your legs.” You wailed and clung tighter to him, begging for it like a two nickel whore.
“I love you too bunny,” the brunette groaned as he shoved his cock deep up inside you, flooding your cunt with his seed. The feeling sent you reeling, coming apart sniveling and sobbing, fluttering around him with each contraction of ecstasy. Oh…you really loved this.
Lee kissed your slobbery lips, promising darkly, “Relax now sugar, c’mon, I ain’t letting you out the bed until I’m sure it’s taken. The gang can wait n’the saloon.”
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sweeterthanthis · 2 years
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Your Guilty Pleasure
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Pairing: Stepdad!Lee Bodecker x 18+F!Reader
Summary: A girl’s journal is sacred. Full of secrets and fantasies that she doesn't intend for anyone else to see. What happens when the person you long for most discovers yours?
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, stepcest, daddy kink, infidelity, humilation, petnames (babylove, sugar, daddy), invasion of privacy, virgin reader, fingering, pussy eating, vaginal sex, blood play, very light tones of dubcon, coercion, innocence and corruption kink if you squint, a little fluff, a tiny sprinkling of breeding kink, and Lee’s filthy mouth. 18+.
Word Count: 5.4k
A/N: Thank you @navybrat817 and @dreamlessinparis for letting me screech about this, and for encouraging my hoe ways, and to @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog for beta'ing. I love you all!
All my works are 18+. If you click the read more tab, you are agreeing that you are 18 or over, have read the warnings and take responsibility for your own media consumption. I do not consent to having my work translated or posted anywhere else.
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Dear Diary, 
I’m in trouble. I thought it was just a stupid crush, that it would go away eventually and I'd be able to sit across from him at dinner without feeling shy or anxious. It's bad enough that I have to be under the same roof as him sometimes, but tonight is worse. So much worse.
I can hear her screeching. I bet he hates that. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to enjoy the screaming type. Too superficial. I'm such an idiot. How would I know? Like I have any clue what he likes. Can't they keep it down? 
I can't stop thinking about him. About what it feels like to kiss him. He's hugged me before, but I wanna know what it feels like to be held by him, ya know? When my mom told him he needed to watch his figure at dinner, I wanted to stand up for him. I wanted to tell her that I think he's perfect just the way he is. She doesn't even seem to like him most of the time. 
It's Friday night, and I'm laying in bed listening to my crush fuck my mom. How screwed up is that? Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine it's me he's fucking. It's okay, because it's not like I'm ever gonna tell him or do anything about it. If I can't have him, I can at least have my fantasies, right? I can keep them here. Nobody will ever read this. I'll make sure of that. 
I keep thinking about showing up at the police station. Bringing him lunch maybe. Mom never does that. I think about how happy he'd be to see me, and how much he'd appreciate the thought. But it never stops there. 
I think about him locking his office door and confessing his feelings to me. How he'd tell me that it's me he wants. That I'm pretty and he's been desperate to get me alone for months. I think about him kissing me, about what his tongue would feel like in my mouth. God, I'm wet just from thinking about it. I want him to take me. I want him to fuck me. 
Nights like this one are rare. They don't have sex very often. Fucking walls are cardboard thin in this house so I'd know if they were humping like rabbits. But the jealousy I feel having to listen to them makes me want to throw my goddamn journal out the window. I can hear him pounding her. Would he be gentle with me? Or would he fuck me even harder? 
I guess I'll never find out, will I? He's my stepfather. It's never gonna happen. 
"God-fuckin'-damnit," Lee grunts, fist wrapped around his throbbing cock as it begins to soften in his grip - the pages of your journal glistening with pearly drops of his come, bleeding into black ink. 
He thinks about trying to wipe the pages clean, but the ever present devil on his shoulder tells him not to. Closing the journal and slipping it back into your pillowcase, he wipes his sticky palm on your comforter and tucks himself away. 
Lee wonders if you know he takes a quiet moment with your memoir every chance he gets. That he gets off to the thought of you touching yourself over him. He doesn't know how much longer he can restrain himself, especially when you turn into a delicate, doe-eyed doll whenever you're in his presence. He has wondered why you always look so taken with him, and now that he knows, the thought of experiencing your body for himself rather than reading about all the things you want him to do to it on paper is too strong to push away. 
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Dear Diary, 
This morning when I was washing up after breakfast, he brushed up against me. And I felt..it. I heard the little noise he made. At first I just thought I was imagining things, but now I’m not so sure. And he called me ‘sugar’ this morning. ‘Thank you, sugar’, he said. He’s never called me that before. What does it mean? I know it’s wrong. I know I shouldn’t want him like..that. But he’s just so..I don’t even know. He’s not like other boys. He’s not a boy at all. 
Am I going crazy? I feel like I’m going crazy. Mom left for work earlier than usual today. I think they were fighting about something. I tried to listen in, but I couldn’t hear what they were arguing about. I’ve spent the evening trying to stay out of (Lee’s) his way.
My underwear drawer was open when I got home. The new panties I bought are missing, too. I don’t think my mom would take them. Is that what they were arguing about? Does she know that I’ve been having these thoughts? If she did, she’d march me down to church by the collar of my dress. 
I don’t know if I can go back downstairs tonight. I’m not scared of him, I just..I don’t trust myself not to say something stupid, ya know? He’s the Sheriff. He’s not an idiot. Speaking of, he’s been wearing that damn uniform around the house more than usual and it’s driving me crazy. He always used to come home, shower and change immediately. Not anymore. Now he wears it until bedtime. It’s like he knows what it does to me. He doesn’t even take off that stupid utility belt, and I think he might know that I..
The light rapping of knuckles on your bedroom door makes you jump, snapping your journal shut as you shuffle up towards the pillows on your bed. You panic. There’s only one person it can be. Your mom isn’t due home until at least midnight. Just as you open your mouth to speak, the door clicks open. He stands there in your doorway, his thumbs hooked through his belt loops as he rolls back on his heels slightly. 
“What’cha doin’, sugar? Been awful quiet tonight,” he hums, narrowing his gaze at you as it drops to the journal hugged tight against your chest. You swear he almost smirks upon seeing it, slowly dragging his eyes back up to your face as he takes a few steps forward. “Holdin’ onto that thing for dear life. You got some secrets in there you don’t want your momma to know about?”
“No,” you bark a little too hastily, and he chuckles. His fingertips glide across the comforter draped at the end of your bed, his lips twitching into a smirk at the sight of your freshly painted toenails. You didn’t choose the cherry red polish because it was his favourite colour, the same colour has his favourite candy. Or at least that’s what you told yourself when you reached for it without a single thought to any other colour on your vanity earlier that night. “What-what were you and mom fighting about before?” 
Lee raises his eyebrows at you, shaking his head with a lopsided grin as he moves to perch on your bed. You shuffle nervously, tucking your legs beneath you to keep some distance from him. He’s too tempting. You can’t keep your thoughts under control when it comes to him at the best of times, let alone when he’s so close to you. 
“Nosy, ain't ya?” He teases, turning to face you, looking down at the worn notebook in your grasp once again. Goosebumps rise on your bare legs as you subconsciously tug at the hem of your night dress. Lee’s cool, penetrating stare is enough to set your skin on fire. He doesn’t give you the explanation that you asked for, instead humming as if amused, his fingers reaching for the confessional in your hands. You hold it tighter, your fingertips digging into the cover and your pulse thumping in your eardrum. “Since when did we start keepin’ secrets from each other under my roof?”
He can’t be serious. Your panicked eyes flit from his hand, to your chest and back again. A frantic shake of your head has him hushing you, his tone deceptively soothing as his touch lingers on the back of your hand. "I'm not keeping secrets, I swear. It's-it's my diary. Nobody's ever read this."
The grin that Lee shoots your way unsettles you somewhat, a knowing look on your face that has you wanting the ground to split open and swallow you whole. He can't have. There's no way he would've. There's no way he can know. "N-no. You haven't. You wouldn't." 
"I won't tell nobody what you've been cookin' up in that pretty head a'yours," he tells you softly, his palm settling at your ankle and giving it a little squeeze. God this, cannot be happening. You should have been more vague. You can't even try and deny that what you've written is about him. It was stupid of you to think that nobody would ever find it. "Gotta say, I'm kinda flattered, sugar. Ain't had a pretty little thing like you go all doe eyed over me in a long, long time." 
The compliment goes straight to your gut, warmth spreading to your core as you clench your thighs tightly and hope to god he doesn't notice. But he does. He notices everything, apparently. That's why you're in this predicament. 
"I'm not-," you stutter, feeling your cheeks heat up at his praise-like condescension, "I'm not 'doe eyed'. It's just a stupid crush. I didn't mean it." 
Lee clicks his tongue against his teeth with a smile, calloused palm gliding up towards your kneecap. You're frozen beneath his touch. You should move. You know you should move and tell him to get out. Threaten to call your mom and tell her what's happening. 
You don't.
"Oh, you didn't mean it, huh? Tell me," he pauses, sidling closer up the bed until he's seated next to your thighs, "what exactly were you writin' when I knocked on your door?"
Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth, and if you weren't holding onto your book of secrets so tight, you're pretty sure your hands would be shaking. You're torn. Torn between throwing all caution to the wind and living out your deepest fantasy and telling him to get the hell out of your room. Your cunt has already made her decision, fluttering and drenched from the slightest of touches at his rugged hands. 
"You're not shy are you, sugar?" He asks, walking his fingertips up over your bare thigh as his steely, cobalt stare eats you up from the inside out. Your nipples pebble against the thin cotton of your night dress, and the little groan that escapes from his throat at the sight has you clenching once again. "C'mon. Read it. Wanna hear how much of a silly crush you got on me." 
You shake your head from side to side defiantly, gritting your teeth as you grow more frustrated by his playful insistence. His hand settles, fingers nestled at the crease of your thighs and digging into your skin. They're trembling. They want to fall open for him, and it's taking everything in you to stop them from doing so. 
"Would it help if I wasn't starin' right at you?" He asks, as if that's the issue. He's not joking around at all, and for some reason, you're almost glad. Even if the last thing you want to do is read a single sentence about him from your diary. You tuck your bottom lip between your teeth as you shrink back against the headboard, thighs parting as you go. "Tell ya what, I'll go easy on ya. You show me what you were writing and I'll show ya my favourite entry, how 'bout that?"
"Your favourite..how long have you been reading this?" you ask him mortified, shaking his touch from your skin as you shuffle up onto your knees and hide your journal behind your back, out of his reach. 
Lee doesn't even flinch at your melodrama, instead loosening his tie and dragging his knuckles across the bedspread towards you; the tip of his index finger grazing your knee. He looks you dead in the eye, a look of intent lingering behind those pretty eyes. "I've read every single page, sugar. So ya see, there's no use hidin' away from me now. I know what you've been thinkin' 'bout."
Your mind wanders back to a few days ago, the night you caught him exiting your bedroom on your way back from washing up for the night. Your cheeks are hot, brow scrunching together as you internally debate your unlikely situation. You should want to scream at him, rage and cry over the fact that he invaded your privacy like this. That’s what your brain is telling you to do; the sensible part of your brain, at least. But your pussy? The way it dampens your inner thighs and aches to be touched by him? She just wants his attention, no matter the form it comes in. 
Lee’s brows arch in slight surprise as you slowly hold out your hand to him, giving him permission to take the diary from you and read your latest lovesick confession about him. You watch as he flicks to the last written page, a slow, sly smile curling on his plush lips. Tugging on your fingers, you wait. 
“Well, ain’t you the sweetest thing. Sounds like that crush you got ain’t so little after all is it, sugar?” He teases you, his eyes scanning the page once more before he flips back a few entries; handing it back to you as you take it with shaky hands. “Now this one; this one’s got me curious.” 
You want to sink into your mattress, your eyes struggling to read a single sentence of it coherently. Lee chuckles, his fingers toying with the hem of your nightdress. Maybe he’s drunk, you think. He doesn’t smell like bourbon though. Too early for him to be drunk. The semi cohesive part of your mind attempts to reason your way out of it, but the overwhelming desire to live out the fantasies you’ve been pouring over every night is too strong to ignore. 
“Get yourself comfy. Been a while since anyone’s read me a bedtime story,” he grins, and you roll your eyes at his incessant ribbing. Admittedly, albeit in a strange way, it makes you feel at ease somewhat. You do as he says, leaning back against your pillows and stretching your legs out on the bed in front of you. Lee tilts his head to the side, widening his eyes a touch as he silently urges you to obey his shameful command. “Go on, now. From the beginnin’.”
You pull your knees up to your chest, the vivid exposure that you’re about to give him making his eyes glint with anticipation. “D-Dear Diary..” you trail off, looking up from the page to him and training your eyes back down again, “I heard some boys talking at the diner today. Boys are disgusting and selfish,” you read quietly, shuffling your feet against the comforter as Lee nods for you to continue, his fingertips dancing over your shin and causing you to suppress a shudder. “They said-” you pause, nipping at your bottom lip with your teeth as your heart beats like a kickdrum in your chest, “they said boys aren’t supposed to eat pussy.”
Lee lets out a tsk of disapproval, his fingers hooking beneath your knee. His touch is firm and cool against your clammy skin, and it takes every ounce of composure within you to regain your concentration and continue. “They said that they’d never do it, because that’s not what girls are for.” Anger bubbles in your belly as you remember the way they laughed, egging each other on. “I wonder if they’re right. Afterall, whenever I’ve heard my momma and her friends talking about sex none of them have ever mentioned that.”
“Do you think those boys are right, sugar?” he interrupts, moving closer as the heat from his body seeps against yours. He smells like leather and rain, and you can’t help but clench your thighs once again and gulp. His eyes tell you exactly where he’s going with his, devouring you as the silence ticks on. 
“I mean, well, maybe?” you mumble, fiddling with the corner of the page and watching as it curls upwards. His arm hooking beneath your leg makes you gasp and Lee’s stare rolls up to meet yours. He doesn’t say a word, instead tugging your body closer to him as your legs part of their own free, and eager, will. His fingers stroke at the damp flesh of your inner thigh, and you whimper at the motion. Any moment now, you’ll wake. It’ll all have been a dream. But your dreams never felt quite like this. Bravery sparks in your gut. “D-Do boys eat pussy?”
“No babylove,” he hums, and the term of endearment has you swooning internally. Lee sinks to his knees next to your bed, pulling you to the edge of the mattress with him, his big hands spreading your legs wide and his eyes hungrily soaking in the sight of your cotton covered cunt. “Boys don’t eat pussy. Men do. Keep reading.” 
You’re speechless, wide-eyed and strung up inside at the way he talks, the way he looks at you. Like you’re a 8 course tasting menu and he’s about to indulge. You roll your hips just a little, a quiet gesture of consent should he choose to accept it. “I-I wonder if he’d eat my pussy. Probably not. I wouldn’t even know where to look, having somebody down there. What if it’s not..pretty?” 
“Oh, it’s fuckin’ pretty. I know it’s pretty.” You gasp when he curls two fingers beneath the gusset of your panties, slowly peeling them to the side and exposing your aching, virginal cunt to his gaze. This isn’t happening, you think to yourself, mouth gaping while you watch him nuzzle his face against your thigh; dragging his nose across the sensitive pearl between your legs. “Knew you’d smell good, babylove. Sniffin’ those sweet, little panties a’yours just ain’t the same as the real thing.”
“L-Lee..” you whimper, your feet digging into the sheets as your body works on instinct to try and put some space between the two of you. You knew someone had been in your underwear drawer. You’re trapped between his mouth and the headboard, your breaths heavy as he looks up from between your legs. “C’mon now, sugar. Ain’t got to the best part yet.”
“W-would he like the way I taste-oh!” His tongue flattens against your cunt, the sound it makes sending sparks straight to your gut, slick between your folds as your hole clenches against the wet muscle. You feel dizzy, your vision blurring from the sheer disbelief coursing through your veins. 
“Fuckin’ delicious. Better’n candy. Keep readin’,” he grumbles, slurping at your cunt and swiping the tip of his tongue back and forth across your clit. The fact that he’s expecting you to continue while you try to remain composed is maddening, but you push through. 
“I’ve heard him-fuck-heard him with my mom. He knows what he’s doing. Sometimes I think about him coming into my room at night and slipping beneath my sheets. I wanna know what it feels like to have his mouth on me,” you confess, letting your head fall back against the headboard. It’s too good. Too much. Not fucking enough. Lee’s hands grip your thighs roughly, spreading them wide open so he can get his fill. You whine shamelessly as he nuzzles his face from side to side against your drenched pussy, his cheeks glistening with your slick. “Please, can’t read anymore.”
“Jus’ a little bit more, babylove. Do it for daddy,” he smirks, his teeth grazing your fleshy mound. Your eyes bulge, a lump forming in your throat at the title he’s taken for himself. The title you gave him. Lee presses the tip of his index finger against your untouched hole, circling it and spreading your arousal up towards your clit. “You wanna be good for me, don’t ya? Know you do. One last lil’ bit and I’ll give ya what you want.” 
You release your bottom lip from between your teeth, blowing out a shaky breath and doing your best to fulfill his wishes. Even with his lips suckling at your pussy lewdly and your hips bucking down against his face. “I know he’s s’posed to be my daddy now, but I don’t care. I want him. I want him to take my virginity. I just want him to notice me. ” 
The air is still, his lustful assault halted as he wipes his damp cheek against your leg, his greedy eyes never straying from your own. “You want me to pop that little cherry, babylove, or are you still gonna try tellin’ me it’s jus’ a lil’ crush?”
The speed in which you toss the journal aside surprises him, but you’re riddled with fiery lust and you can’t wait any longer. Your fingers grip his collar, impatiently tugging him up your body, the soft bulge of his belly pressing against your cunt. 
You think of all the times you’ve willed him to kiss you, all the times you’ve secretly wished to be beneath him like this. Your hands settle either side of his throat, looking to him to take the lead as your bravery ebbs away. You can feel him, hard against your inner thigh. “Gotta tell me what ya want, sugar. Ain’t gonna take it ‘less you tell me to.” 
You can't speak, your tongue too heavy in your mouth. You want it. You want it more than you've ever wanted anything. The scent of him is intoxicating when he's close like this, his warm breath fanning your cheeks as you breathe him in. 
Your mouth collides with his, the musky taste of yourself oozing from his lips to yours; his tongue eagerly seeking out yours as he groans and grunts against your lips. You claw at his shirt, making light-yet fumbled-work of the buttons. God, he's perfect. Just firm enough to overpower you if he chose, yet soft enough to envelop you and make you feel safe. 
"Lift those arms up for me, babylove." You do as he says instantly, trembling as he rucks up your nightgown and lifts it up over your head. The deep breath he sucks in through his nostrils at the sight of your tits doesn't go unnoticed by you. The more he looks at you, the more at ease you feel. "Look'it you. Fuck."
His lips chain down your throat, teeth grazing your nipples, one after the other. He makes you feel dizzy. The kind of dizziness you feel when you get off the tilt a whirl at the fair. Like you're floating on air and he's the only thing keeping you out of the clouds. You giggle when his tongue dips into your navel, lips sucking at the flesh of your stomach and leaving a slick pool of saliva in their wake. 
"Please, Lee. Did what you wanted me to do. Gotta gimme what I want now," you pout, arching yourself into him as he retraces his route back up your torso, sucking a bruise at your neck and smirking against your skin when you scold him for it. "Please, daddy." 
Your hands reach for him as he stands, shrugging his shirt off his shoulders, grinning at you as you ogle his body. You're hypnotised by him, completely enraptured by the masculinity that radiates from his body. 
You find yourself looking away when he removes his underwear, almost as if instinctive. You've seen him shirtless before, but naked? That's something you've never dreamed of seeing. "Gone shy on me again, sugar?" Lee teases, tugging your panties down and crawling back between your legs. 
"I didn't.. just not how I expected my night to go, is all." He chuckles at your sweet admission, resting his elbow next to your head and leaning down to devour your mouth again. You grind against him, the weight and warmth of his cock heavy against your clit making you keen for more. "Do it. I want you to fuck me, daddy."
"Jesus fuckin' christ, listen t'you." Your hands cling to his biceps, fingernails leaving little crescent moons behind on his skin as you mumble an apology, knowing damn well he wouldn’t be able to explain those away to your mother. “Been thinkin’ ‘bout this for a while now, you know that? Since Christmas, in fact. ‘Member you wore that pretty red dress with the green bow? Fuck, looked so pretty, babylove.”
Lee reaches down, gripping his length in his hand and tapping the swollen, pink head against your cunt. It clenches, and you can’t wait any longer. Your legs wrap loosely around his waist, and you lean up to steal one more kiss from him. “Please, daddy.”
The sound your pussy makes as he slips the first inch in makes you cringe a little, embarrassed at how wet you are - how much you want him inside you. Lee hushes you, stroking your temple with his thumb as he slowly splits you open, piercing through your purity and seating himself to the hilt with a lustful groan. “Tight lil’ pussy, jus’ for me. Be okay, sugar.” You sob as a sharp pinch of pain rings through your abdomen. “I know, baby. S’gonna start feelin’ real good any second, I promise.”
The second thrust brings just as much discomfort as the first, a stray tear rolling down over your cheek. Lee captures it with his tongue, the salty taste flooding your senses when he kisses you. Kisses you like you’re all the air he needs, and everything in-between. 
Your cunt barely adjusts to his size, and you can feel it all. The hard ridges of his shaft, the prominent vein at the underside of his cock. All of it. Pain melds slowly into comfort and hurtles into pleasure, your face contorting at each stretch of your walls. 
The filth that spills from his tongue is almost as addictive as his cock. Lee pushes your legs back against your chest, hitting an angle that has your body shaking. It's too much. Too much, and not near enough. You don't know what you need, don't know how to ask for it. But you don't have to; because he already knows. "Most girls don't get 'ta come on their first try. Gonna make sure you're one a'the lucky ones. Gonna come all over my cock." 
"There it is. There's that feelin'," he purrs, sitting back on his knees and tugging you further down the bed by your thighs. You let out a little moan, panting as his large hands pin you down at the hips; holding you in place as he sets his own rhythm. Your legs feel like jell-o, splayed open and tingling as he admires the sight of your cunt taking his cock; the crimson smears of virtue on his flesh making him grunt. "That little cherry belongs to daddy now, babylove," he gloats, gathering it up on the pads of his fingers before he reaches for your lips, nestling his digits against your tongue. "Bet its sweet like a fuckin' cherry, too."
You nod your head eagerly, babbling nonsense as you hold your legs back for him, looking down entranced as he pounds into you. It's tender, aches deep in your bones. But fuck, it feels so good. 
Your first orgasm creeps up on you faster than you anticipated, tight, little ministrations of his thumb against your sensitive nub helping you along as your body tenses beneath him. You don't have time to recover, not when he's sitting back against the headboard, tugging you onto his lap and sinking your cunt back down onto his dick. It burns hotter now, that feeling in your belly that you've already grown to crave. 
"Wanna watch you, babylove. Wan' you to ride daddy. Know you been humpin' on that pillow. It's just like that," he tells you gently, his rough hands gripping your waist and guiding your movements. You wind your hips back and forth, grinding yourself down against him as he let's you set your own pace. "That'sa good girl. You got it. You're a fuckin' natural." 
His praise urges you on, your hands settling on his broad shoulders and raking down over his soft chest as you rise and fall gently on his shaft, flesh slapping with flesh as his thighs hold you steady. Lee’s hands move to cup your tits, pinching at your nipples and caressing your clavicles while he watches you pleasure him. The look on his face has you fucking him harder, with more intent. You want to drag the same pleasure he gave you, out of him. 
“C’mon daddy,” you whisper, and the sound is debauched coming from your lips. He grits his teeth, bending his knees and thrusting up into your soaked cunt. You’re so high, so fucking high on the feeling he gives you. His hand grips your throat, and you preen at the notion, pushing further into his grasp and letting him use your pussy for his own gain. Stroke after stroke of bliss, that newly familiar heat in your gut rising once again. 
“Can’t-shit-can’t come inside you, babylove.” Your brow crumples in disappointment, riding him with a new insistence that has him cursing under his breath. The sharp slap of his palm against your ass, followed by a possessive grab at your flesh makes you cry out, a low rumble escaping his throat. “You want daddy t’keep fuckin’ you? Won’t be much of a secret if you got my baby in your belly, will it?” 
His words shouldn’t affect you the way they do, the thought of his seed deep inside you, your body belonging to him completely - it’s fucking riveting. He can see it on your face too, and a twisted smirk forms on his lips; sharp thrust after sharp thrust, stretching and molding your cunt to perfection. Lee pulls his cock free, a disappointed whimper catching in your throat. “Stroke daddys cock,” he instructs, guiding your hand as you wrap your fist around his heavy girth and jerk him slowly. You’re not sure if you’re doing it right, but if the sounds coming from his mouth are anything to go by, you most certainly are. 
“That’s it, sugar. You got it. Jus’ like that. So fuckin’ close,” he hisses, returning the favour and letting his fingers toy with your cunt, two fingers slipping in and out of your used hole and massaging that tender spot inside you. You could watch him teetering on the edge of bliss for hours. You know he’s waiting for you, know he wants you to feel good. But you’re too focused on him to let your guard down long enough to come again. “Can’t hold back much longer.” 
“Then don’t hold back, daddy. I wanna watch you. Wanna see what you look like. Wanna remember it,” you confess, wrapping your other fist around him and pumping him eagerly in both hands. It’s beautiful, his cock throbbing and threatening to burst all over your fingers. You gasp softly at the first droplets of come, licking your lower lip and wondering what it tastes like. He yells out a curse, gripping the sheets beside him and jerking his hips up into your hands, letting you milk him dry until he’s whimpering. “Beautiful daddy,” you praise him, the warmth of his spend coating your fingers, sloppy wet against his stomach. 
You try not to look at the clock on the nightstand, knowing your mother is probably due home sooner than you’d like. A twinge of guilt hits you, but you shove it away, determined to enjoy the feel of Lee’s body against yours. Your body sags against his, head resting on his chest as he tucks your head beneath his chin. His arms are tight and firm around you, lips grazing the top of your head and his cock pulsing as it softens against your belly. 
You’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like to be held by him.
And now that you know, you don’t think you'll ever get enough. 
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I love all your Lee fics so for kinktober what about: Lee/food play/🕸️ "Every part, no matter how you feel, belongs to me."
Yes 😌
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Sweet Treat
Warnings: Daddy kink, implied kidnapping, noncon, food play, unsafe candy use (please for the love of God don't do this), implied smoking (Lee), handcuff restraints, oral sex
Relationship: Dark!Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader
"I told ya, honey. I told ya, and ya didn't listen, so now I gotta remind ya." Lee grunted, rubbing his cock into the crease between your thigh and stomach. He pulled another candy from the paper sack. He put the wrapper in his teeth and untwisted it. He spat the wrapper across the bed.
"Please, no Daddy, was-wasn't runnin'-"
"Then why'da get out this big ole bed? Huh?" He demanded, fingers gripping the hard candy so hard you thought it might crack.
His hand disappeared between your bodies. Lee put the candy in your pussy. That was the third piece, or was it the fourth? Your sobs did nothing to make him stop. He worked his fingers as deep as he could, pushing the candy up further inside you. Your eyes squeezed shut as you shuddered. This shouldn't feel good, you didn't want it to feel good. You tried to focus on the something, the ache in your wrists from the handcuffs or the smell of cigarettes on his breath.
It didn't stop your body from responding. As Lee's fingers worked the candy inside of you, he purposefully rubbed over that traitorous spot inside you, the one that made your legs shake and your tummy flutter. You whimpered as he withdrew his fingers and sucked your arousal off them.
"Now to make up for givin' me a scare, you're gonna feed Daddy his favourite candies."
He moved down your body and planted his hands on your thighs, spreading painfully wide. Lee looked up at you with hunger in his eyes, wild and deranged and so unlike the sheriff you thought you knew. Your breath caught in your throat as he licked his lips.
"Every part, no matter how you feel, belongs to me."
He waited for you, looked at you with uncontrolled blue eyes as you tried to come up with the right words. Sometimes the simplest answer is best.
"Yes, Daddy."
His mouth latched onto your pussy and sucked. The chains of your handcuffed rattled as your back arched off the off bed. Lee thrust his tongue into you, deep and searching. His nose bumped against your clit with every movement he made. The shuddering, fluttering feeling returned to your body. You whined, wanting more and wanting him off of you at the same time.
"Daddy," you begged, squeezing your eyes shut.
Lee moaned against your pussy, an obscene slurping sound that made your body heat with humiliation. You fought it, the wave trying to crash over your mind. You moved, tried to run away from the pleasure but he dug in harder. He spread your legs wider, burying his face between your lips like he was trying to get inside of you.
Your mouth dropped open and your vision turned white as your orgasm shook your body. There was no stopping it, your mind had lost the battle wills like it always did with Lee. He looked up at you, slick dripping down his chin and his cheek flushed pink like the candies.
"That's one, baby "
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