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ddejavvu · 1 year

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ok so now im stuck on the whole stepdad!james maybe dark ask i jsut send in, but obviously this james is the tried and true, big beefy rugby lad, gentle giant, that type.

but you just know that the lads take the PISS outta him, like he doesn’t introduce ur mom as “the missus”, or anything endearing, but once the boys find out that ur sorta kinda his step daughter?? ohh the porn jokes come flooding in.

want her to call u daddy james? oh stepdad im stuck over the couch again!!

and james can’t help but flush red cus he doesn’t really like ur mom like that, but he wants to be around you cus ur pretty and nice (not to mention ur a lot closer in age), and then. oh then. u get an almost-boyfriend.

a guy who sorta tries asking you on a date so u sorta try and go, but james is a fuckin baby about it once he finds out. all petulant and flushed cheeks bc he CANT say anything to u bc he’s not an official authority figure in ur life, or a potential romantic interest cus he hasn’t said so, so he’s stuck between a rock and a hard place so he tries to put issues in place like forgetting to dry ur date dress, or making ur favourite meal bc oh bug im so sorry i totally forgot ur going out tonight!! :((

i just want beefy james potter and his big fat fucking tits at this point that’s so cringe but MY GOD 🙏🙏

this post is 18+ (and so are its characters) and dark, minors dni.

THIS IS SO SPECIAL TO ME :')) james is already a certified lover boy but when he can't express that whenever he wants to?? totally whipped!! he's constantly calling you honey or love or sweetheart and when his friends realize that he doesn't call your mom any of that shit they lay into him so hard </33 sirius sends him porn links that he passes on his way to whatever he's looking for that are labeled stepdad or stepdaughter something along those lines, along with teasing remarks like 'this kinda looks like your kitchen. been up to anything fun with y/n?' or 'if you're looking for any ideas ;)'

when.. when you tell him you're going out. oh my god. he doesn't know what to say!! he can't stop you, and if he tattles on you to your mom she won't stop you, because what reason would she have? so he just nods all stiff and tells you he's happy for you. he bolts from the room as soon as he can, and you think it's kinda weird/mean but he seems fine later so you brush it off!! but the reason that he's fine is that he's just schemed with sirius and remus to get you to stay home for the date and he's confident now that you won't go </3

you're so right he does bait you with your favorite meal.. he calls you downstairs to ask you to taste the sauce for him and you come down in a full face of makeup!! he tells you that you look so pretty, but asks what it's for. you're like james.. my date?? and he goes ohhh, honey i forgot! i made your favorite :( i thought we could have a movie night!! your mom's at work :') and you feel sosososo bad bc he seems so hopeful about it and you don't want him to think that you don't like him!! but you're still planning on this date, so you tell him you'll eat light and come home early.

not good enough for him!! he just smiles and nods and tells you your dress is fresh out of the dryer, but ohhh it shrunk :( it's too tight now!! he's so sorry for ruining it, he must have put it on the wrong setting :( he'll take you to the mall tomorrow to replace it!! and you're pretty discouraged now, your outfit is ruined, you feel guilty for leaving, so you just raincheck the guy :( you feel super bad, especially because he thinks you're just getting cold feet, and snaps at you that he wouldn't have enjoyed your company anyways. this means you're sad and feeling guilty, and james gets to croon over how mean he was and how sweet you are for still feeling bad and he wraps you up in his big strong arms beside the stove and lets you bury your face in his big broad chest and he coddles you for as long as you’ll let him :’) he shovels your comfort meal into your mouth and puts on your favorite movie and snuggles up under blankets with you and at the end of the night you end up snoozing on his shoulder while the credits roll :’) he carries you up to your bed and tucks you all snug under your covers and he can’t stop himself from kissing your forehead :’)) your face is warm and flushed and he yearns to kiss your lips but he tears himself away and leaves you there with a promise to himself that he’ll treat you better than anyone else because it’s what you deserve :’)

#dark mei #stepdad!james #James potter #James potter x reader #James potter fanfiction #James potter oneshot #James potter imagine #James potter headcanons #James potter au

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fuckmymunson · 2 years

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a/n: so, this post forced me to do this... good evening. | 18+ babes!, minors DNI.

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Holding a red box, decorated with a big golden bow, you walk to your stepdad’s office, the skimpiest dress you owned hugging your body similar to the possessive embrace of a lover, the white fabric decorated with yellow flowers, the lace on the hems of the dress and the heart-shaped neckline, framing your breasts and pushing them together. A perfect dress for the perfect day.

“Come in.” You hear his muffled voice across the mahogany door, and you giggle in anticipation at the way his eyes brighten at the sight of you, how his eyes travel across your body without a trace of decency, he loved that dress, he gifted you that dress. As you placed the box on top of his desk, you approached him on the other side, your skirt flowing gracefully with your movements, letting him glimpse your pink pair of underwear that you chose especially for the occasion.

Your hands meet his chest, as your nose brushes his. “Hi, daddy.” His hands are pressed over your hips, dragging you closer and placing you in between his legs.

“Hello, princess.” He coos at you, kissing your jaw and sliding one hand across your thigh. “You look gorgeous.”

“Thanks, daddy.” You giggle again, and he coos at you again, loving how polite his baby is. “I got you a gift.”

A thousand butterflies attack your stomach when you see him smile, those pearly white teeth had you spellbound. “A gift? What for, lovely?” His hand creeps north, ghosting at the edge of your underwear, making you squirm in anticipation.

“Father’s day, of course, daddy.” You pull away for a moment, just to bend over his desk, giving him the perfect view of the adorable curve of your ass, and James can’t help but sigh at the beautiful sight. “I hope you like it.” Handing him the box, you hop just to sit on his desk, your breasts bouncing lightly at the action. James undoes the bow, tossing it aside and carefully unwrapping the gift, careful to not rip it apart, knowing it would break your heart. You watch how his fingers work cautiously, and your gaze fixates on his movements, wishing he was unwrapping you instead, sliding his fingers across your folds, curling them inside you, kissing your lips and calling you a good girl.

He gasps in delight at the red set of lingerie that is presented inside the box, the sheer fabric embroidered with cherries, and next to the set there’s a red tie, the same deep red and also embroidered with cherries and his initials on a golden thread. “Oh, princess, you didn't have to.” He smiles even wider, already picturing how perfect the lingerie set would look on you.

“So we can match, daddy.” He places the box on his desk again and urges you to sit on his lap, you bite your lip when you feel his cock against your underwear, and your hips roll involuntarily, making you mewl in satisfaction and making James laugh. His hand returns to your thighs, this time he flips over the fabric of your dress, exposing your ass to the room. “Did you like it?”

“Oh, I loved it, princess.” He kisses your lips, your jaw and your neck, stopping at your collarbone. His left hand meets your covered cunt, smirking when he finds the material slightly damped. “Let me reward you for such a wonderful gift.” Moaning against his lips, your cheek is pressed against his and your arms are lazily wrapped around his neck, while you ride his fingers, the sopping sounds of your cunt being rewarded are music to your daddy’s ears.

He kisses you while you orgasm on his fingers, curling his digits and pushing them deeper inside your puffy, wet pussy. His favourite gift at the end of the day was you, his princess <3.

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ik i'm a whore<3.

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ecoamerica · 25 days

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letterstotheflre · 2 years

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Why do I feel like stepdad! James would be obsessed with the reader’s behind, especially when she’s wearing a frilly nightgown, he would use every single opportunity to bend her over his knee or the couch and give her a good spanking😭 and the reader would figure it out and play dumb and ‘accidentally’ forget to do things around the house or be a little too friendly with his friends when they come over just so she can push daddy’s buttons and get punished

i think stepdad!james is the only version of james that’s more obsessed with your ass than your tits. he also loves anal,,

fuckfuckfuck now i’m thinking of not wearing any panties in the house after figuring it out!! james coming down to the kitchen in the morning, seeing you in your cute nightie and just bending you over the counter and flipping it over and seeing you have nothing underneath 😵‍💫 he’d groan and slap your ass, “no panties? what kind of girl does that?.” another slap and then one more when you don’t answer him. “answer me.”

“n-naughty girls, daddy.”

one more slap. “that’s right, angel, good girl. and do you know what happens to naughty girls?” he grinds his hips against your backside, the thin pajama pants doing nothing to hide his hardness

“they get punished,” you moan.

“oh you’re so smart, aren’t you?” he spits on his thumb and presses it against your tight entrance, making you jolt forward and whimper. “let’s see how much we can stretch this little hole, yeah?”

#this is so ooc i’m sorry #but this made me feel something lol #marauders.musings #jamespotter #stepdad!james #dark #tw stepcest

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pinkandblueblurbs · 2 years

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STEPDAD!JAMES

yessss he def likes giving a few thrusts into you after he cums inside so he can watch his cum drip out <33 that or he’ll pull out and say “Hold that in for me, baby. I don’t wanna see any go to waste.”

#notsfw.gill #stepdad!james #james headcanon

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littlest-dark-age · 2 years

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Stepdad james or stepdad remus....very important<3

#bat talk #james potter #remus lupin #stepdad!james #stepdad!remus

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hopesworlld · 1 month

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౨ৎ never was there ever a girl so pretty

౨ৎ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 — step!dad anakin x fem!reader

౨ৎ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 — you wake up from a dream about your stepdad anakin feeling frustrated, luckily he's there to help you out

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 — 2k

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 — swearing, stepcest, power imbalance, smut ( masturbation f, daddy kink, fingering, oral sex f receiving, dry humping, hand job ) think that's everything !

౨ৎ 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 ! — ask for daddy anakin and he will be received... i have a problem

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a small frustrated sigh fell from your lips as you flopped onto your bed, plush sheets cushioning your fall as you curled into a ball, hands covering your face. annoyance creeping up your spine as the ache between your thighs prevailed, you had woken up from a dream of anakin above you, pounding into your tight cunt over and over again as you moaned like a porn star, begging for more. you knew it was wrong to picture your stepfather doing that to you, to long for it so deeply that it settled into your very core, but you couldn’t help it.

not when he would walk around the house in a pair of oil-stained jeans and sweat-soaked vest, hair unruly from the humidity in the garage. not when he would peer around your bedroom door with a saccharine smile and ask if you wanted to go for a drive and listen to all your favourite songs when you were feeling down. not when he would wrap his arms around your hips as you made dinner and pressed kisses to your temple asking about your day, calling you sweetheart, baby, and baby doll.

“fuck,” you hissed through your teeth, burrowing yourself beneath your blankets and sinking into your pillow. you shifted uncomfortably, sticky wetness clinging to your thighs and you knew you couldn’t help it anymore, you sank your hand beneath the sheets and between your legs, tugging the fabric of your cotton panties aside so that you could toy with your aching clit. the relief was immediate, a moan slipping from your lips as you pressed harder, swirling your fingers around your clit, needy breaths escaping your lips as you imagined anakin above you. his fingers buried into your cunt, curling into your gummy walls as he sucked possessive marks all over your neck, “anakin,” you whimpered, jerking against your hand as relief grew closer. “fuck, please, ani,” you cried out, tears glossing your vision, you were so gone you missed the sound of your door being opened, only coming too when you heard it clatter against your wall. you jolted upwards, eyes wide when you saw anakin standing there his face marred with shock.

“anakin,” you gasped ripping your hand up from beneath the sheets, sticky wetness glistening on your fingertips. “what… what are you doing up here?” you said, trying to mask what you had just been doing but you knew it was useless from the way anakin was looking at you, lips pressed in a firm line, and his eyes, his pretty blue eyes were almost black.

“you said my name,” he said, stepping past the threshold of your bedroom, bare feet padding across the soft carpet of your bedroom.

“i don’t… it was nothing,” you tried to argue with your stepfather but he shook his head.

“what were you thinking about, baby doll?” he asked, perching himself on the bed beside you, you shuddered, your bare pussy tingling as you looked at him only inches away from you, from where you needed him.

“anakin,” you whispered, duking your head down flustered.

“don’t get shy on me now, doll,” anakin crooned, “weren’t so nervous when you had your hand buried between your thighs fantasising about your stepdad, were you?” he asked and you gasped, hand coming to your mouth but anakin grabbed it, eyes fixed on the wetness that lingered on your fingertips.

“ani,” you whined, watching as he wrapped his lips around your fingers, suckling at the sticky wetness there until they were clean, he groaned at the taste, holding his fingers in your mouth and locking eyes with you, you moaned and anakin smirked around your fingers.

“you like that, sweetheart?” he asked pulling back and you nodded, eyes wide, “tell me, don’t be going quiet now, i wanna hear you” he commanded.

“yes, ani, i like it,” you whispered and he grinned.

“come on, baby doll, tell me what you were thinking about, wanna know what got that pussy so wet for me,” he cooed, shifting his body so that he was hovering over you, his arms braced on either side of your head body pressed against yours, the only thing between the pair of you being your silky bed sheets.

“i… i had a dream about you,” you spluttered out, “you were fucking me, hovering over me like this, felt so good,” you whined, hips twitching beneath him and anakin hissed through his teeth.

“is that what you were just thinking about?” anakin asked you, pressing his hips against yours and you could feel his hard cock against your thigh.

“no,” you murmured, “i was imagining you were playing with my clit, like i was, wished it was you, thought about your fingers inside of me”

“fuck,” anakin hissed, “dirty girl, fantasising about your stepdad playing with your pussy, bet you are getting wetter just having me here, making a mess of your pretty sheets, show me that pussy, baby, wanna see what i’m doing to you,” it was a mess of fabric and limbs as anakin pulled himself upwards and let you slide from beneath the sheets revealing only one of his t-shirts clinging to your smaller frame and your white panties tugged to the side revealing your sopping cunt, clit swollen and puffy, wetness dripping from your core and down your thighs in a sticky trail. “oh, baby doll,” he gasped, “looks so sore,” he whispered, slipping down the bed so that his head hovered over your cunt, you could feel his breath against your cunt, warm and tempting.

“want you to make it feel better,” you pleaded shamelessly, “can you, ani, please?”

“oh, baby, sound so sweet begging for me, want daddy to kiss you on that pussy till you come?” he asked and you nodded frantically.

“yes, yes please, ani, daddy, want you to,” anakin growled at this, hearing that word falling from your lips and it was all the motivation he needed to bury himself between your thighs and suckle on your needy cunt. the feeling was immediately overwhelming, every nerve of your body was set alight, and you were burning. body tensing as you felt anakin grasp your thighs with his large hands and hold you in place so that he could sink into you. it was messy, his tongue devouring you, sinking into your throbbing hole, probing at your gummy walls before switching to your clit suckling at it harshly. “ani,” you screamed.

“that’s it, baby,” anakin muttered against your hot flesh, “scream for me, wanna hear how good i’m making you feel,” you couldn’t stop, moans tearing from your lips as anakin ate you out like a man starved, your hands threaded through his sienna curls tugging at them as he licked a stripe from you slit to your clit, suckling the bundle of nerves between his lips, teeth lightly brushing over it sending a shockwave of pleasure over you. you weren’t in control of your actions, everything seemed to be glowing brighter, a kaleidoscope of colours dancing behind your eyelids, you were free-falling and you weren’t sure if you ever wanted to come down.

“oh my god,” you whimpered, tears welling in your eyes, legs twitching as anakin drew you closer to your release, he grasped them harshly tugging your legs so that they were tucked tightly around his head, you were worried you would suffocate him but anakin didn’t seem to care, mouth never leaving you as the knot in your stomach began to unwind, “daddy,” you whined, “so close, fuck,”

“that’s it, baby doll,” anakin murmured, voice muffled before he went back to slurping at your sopping cunt, the lewd sounds only turning you on more, it was sick to love this is much, the feeling of anakin between your legs, his tongue, his hands, you were fucking gone. there was no way you were going back to normal after this, he had you now forever. you felt his fingers press at your gummy walls and you were fucking gone, body going into overdrive as you sank into the feeling of him inside you, probing at your walls and curling his fingers, lips never leaving your clit.

“daddy,” you cried out, legs tightening around his head, “gonna cum, oh, gonna cum,”

“that’s it, baby, cum for daddy,” anakin prompted, plunging his fingers deeper inside of you and you were done. a scream ripped from your lips, tears flooding down your cheeks as you jerked you hips against anakin’s relentless hold, he continued to fuck you through it until you were limp against the bed, sobs tearing from your lips.

“daddy, daddy it’s too sensitive,” you babbled and anakin finally withdrew from your cunt, face painted with your relief and a small smirk twisted on his lips.

“sorry, baby doll, you taste fucking divine” he said, crawling up your body and meeting your lips with a dirty kiss, it tasted of sweat, cum and salt. his tongue slipping between your parted lips and exploring your mouth while you gave it to him willingly, hands slipping back to his hair and holding him there. the kiss lasted for what could have been hours, you were addicted to the way anakin kissed, lips bruising against yours, one hand connected to the back of your neck holding you in place the other on your cheek, caressing your cheek softly, a parallel to the way his tongue swirled around yours, spit dribbling down your chin as he suckled the organ in your mouth. you were so lost to the feeling you hardly even felt when anakin began to grind his hips against yours, cock dragging across your thigh in heavy movements.

“ani, you’re hard,” you whisper pulling away from the kiss allowing anakin to bury his head into the crook of your neck, suckling the skin there.

“it’s okay, baby doll,” he replied through a harsh breath, biting back down on your neck before soothing the mark there with his tongue.

“wanna help,” you murmured, sliding your hands down from his hair and to the waistband of his jeans, “let me, daddy,” you said fiddling with the button popping it open, and tugging the zipper down.

“fuck, okay, baby,” anakin said grabbing his jeans and yanking them down allowing his cock to spring free, laying against his stomach, flushed, hard and dripping.

“wow,” you whispered, pushing yourself up against the bed so that you could face him properly, you ran your hand through your soaked folds before taking anakin’s cock in your hand and stroking it softly.

“yes, baby, that’s it,” anakin crooned, tugging you closer to him so that you hovered over him, hand still wrapped around his cock pumping it, “good girl, just like that, fuck you’ve done this before haven’t you, too good for your first time,” he told you.

“no i…” you gasped shaking your head.

“shh, it’s okay, baby doll,” he told you, “making me feel so good, keep going just like that, make me cum, okay,” he begged. you nodded, leaning in to kiss him, needing to feel his lips against yours, it was messy, anakin was breathing harshly against your lips, little gasps escaping as you ran your fingers along the underside of his cock, brushing the tip making him hiss, jerking his hips against you.

“so pretty,” you said against his lips, pulling back and looking down at his large cock in your hand.

“oh fuck,” he cried out, “i’m gonna cum, baby, so fucking good,” you continued to pump him, hand tightening slightly as you brought him to the edge, watching in fascination as he came, the muscles in his arms tensing, his eyes fluttering shut as a loud moan poured from his lips. “god, baby, made me cum like a fucking teenager,” he snickered once he had finally come down, cum staining his t-shirt and your hand.

“is that a good thing?” you asked with a small laugh.

“fucking amazing, baby doll,” he said tugging you higher on his hips so that you were sat on his lap, legs straddling your hips, “did so good for me,”

“thank you, daddy,” you said a bit bashfully as you wiped your hand on your bedsheets.

“god,” anakin groaned, “can’t call me that right now, gonna get me hard again,” he scolded but his face was painted with a gorgeous smile that made your heart glow.

“is that supposed to be a bad thing?” you asked him and anakin chuckled, gripping your hips and flipping you over so that he was hovering overtop of you.

“gonna be the death of me, baby,” he growled with a grin and you giggled, thanking your lucky stars he had walked in on you when he did.

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why am i in my bed at uni and not with him rn pls tell me

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howlerbat · 3 months

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the development of this relationship drives me crazy

#what do you even call whatever they got going on #toxic coworkers to toxic stepdad and oldest son #black sails #james flint #billy bones

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fluloa · 1 year

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okay well now i’m going to be the one to ask you for the step!dad jake request bc I NEED IT, your jake fics are god tier fr

it’s time that i hop onto the wagon. also i have hadf a few glasses of wine

warnings — praise, stepcest, masturbation, rough fingering/fuck, little bit of awkward step-daddy jake, in heat shit, stomach bulge, daddy kink

fingers stuffed in your cunt and legs spread wide open, you hadn't expected for the flaps of your marui's pod to fling open.

"holy mother of eywa—" jake curses, shrieking at your dazed, whiney state with your really wet and bare pussy on display and he swings the flap back shut. you scream as well, embarrassment shaking through your system but it's immediately numbed by your heat fizzing up your body, stilling your mind and forcing your thoughts to only focus on your orgasm that you can't reach.

the smell of you reaches jake's nose, your sweet caramel-like aroma fogging up his senses. he understood now. why you had been stooped up in your moss of bed for the past few days, why you were so distant at dinnertime, why you had been avoiding him so much.

you were in heat.

his poor babygirl, fingering her pussy while she whined and withered in utter torture. that's why you were hissing with pain. not because you were hurt or sick, but because you were in fucking heat.

then he realizes you haven't stopped, by the continued noises of small gushing and pathetic high-pitched whimpers. "hey, sweetheart?"

you only whine in reply.

jake clears his throat, trying so hard not to focus on the way your pussy messily quelches each time your fingers thrust inside of it. he re-adjusts his loincloth, cringing at his growing bulge pressing up against it. "does it hurt? baby?"

"oh," you grit out a moan, and jake can hear the way you kick your feet against the woven ground. "mmmhm... daddy, 's hurts."

"didn't catch that. what was that?"

"it hurts," you groan. "please, daddy, come.. in here. i need- i nee... i need..."

jake gently pries open the flap of the pod once again, creeping his head past it and there you are, just like before, fucking yourself dumb with your tiny fingers. he clicks his tongue, crawling to your aid and he runs a hand up your arm, and you fucking shiver at it. your tail twirls ferally, and with the hand that isn't tied up in your cunt, you use it to slap it onto his arm and drag him towards you, piling him on top of you.

"tell me what i can do, babygirl. how long you been hurtin' for?" he whispers, and you can't even reply, only jutting your legs further apart.

jake is still unsure what to do, even though the solution is right there in front of him, right in between your glistening thighs. your smell is intoxicating him, telling him to just pick you up by your legs and fuck his cock into you so hard you see stars. "i want it," you rasp out, looking up at him with your big eyes that you know always gets him to give in and give you what you want. and right now, it's his cock.

"uh- for now, you can hop on my thigh. that sound good? yeah?" jake reasons, and you push out a reckless nod. he rolls you over with him, now laid out on his back and you practically pounce on his thigh, your gush of warm wetness immediately spreading along his skin. he bites back a groan.

you instantly start grinding your hips, letting your head fall back as your body sways, your pussy gliding along his thigh and rubbing at your puffy clit. fuck, if he wasn't hard before, he is now. hard as rock. watching his little princess ride his thigh like an animal, like a slut. it shakes him up in way more ways than one. the thick muscle of his thigh does absolute wonders for you, the amazing friction of your clit catching on the tough of his muscle making your eyes quite literally roll back.

"that's it, that's my girl. fuck yourself on me like that. using dad's big thigh for your pussy, hey? good fuckin' girl," he jumbles, sliding his hand on your hips, now helping you sharpen the desperate rocks of your body and you moan loudly.

your boobs bounce each time your hips roll, your hands trembling as they support your body on his chest and your fingernails digging into his blue skin. you're panting out heavy, quick breaths as you try and find words, "can... i..."

"hey, hey, 's 'right. use your words slowly for me." jake reassures smoothly, running a hand up your thigh and rubbing his thumb into your hot skin. "you close?"

"no," you hiss lowly through your gritted teeth. your words are filled with sobs, a sweet twist with desperation that has jake's dick twitching under his loincloth. "your cock."

"want my cock?" he asks, letting a dark and quiet chuckle slip past his lips, "don't know if you'll be able to ride that one, sweetheart."

"then fuck me with it," you manage to blow out, taking a hand and slipping it to palm his cock, tented up and ready for a pussy to plunge into. your pupils widen immensely, tail whipping up in excitement and your riding quickens, moving your cunt faster on his thigh. "please, daddy. pleasepleaseplease."

"might hurt a little. promise you won't cry?" jake coos, letting his finger trail up the smooth skin of your belly.

"promise," you rush, speeding onto your back and splaying out your body for him. funnily, your top is still strapped to your body. a bit disheveled, but it's still on. jake changes that though, as he yanks it off of your shoulders and flings it across the room. he then presses kiss to the middle of your shoulder, his hand shifting down to play with your pussy, striding a long finger up your slit and gathering some of your slick onto the pad. you whine at the much needed attention, finally getting a touch that is not your own, but your stepdad's.

he wastes no time in pushing a finger in, and then another. the girth of his digits stretch out your viscid walls, heighten your breath and make your pussy pulse in delighted appreciation.

"am i making you feel better, baby? feelin' good?" jake murmurs, and you can feel the side of cock rub up the inner of your left thigh. "think you're ready for dad's cock?"

"yes," you cry, your back arching off the ground as your mouth agapes.

"okay, okay," jake gives your cheek a messy smooch, untying his loincloth with ease and lining up the tip of his cock at your sopping opening. then he slides it in, pushing past your tight pussy and forcing the thick of his length inside of you. you let out a strangled mewl, your ankles kicking at the back of his legs and he catches the way your lips tremble. "ah-ah, baby— what'd i say about crying?"

"i'm not. i'm not crying, daddy." you beg with your voice meek, your cunt wrapping around him tight as if the body part itself did not want to let him go. milking his cock perfectly, he decides to start a slow rock of his hips, a soft pace of back and forth in your pussy. your legs are shaking as they shift to wrap around his waist, pulling him closer and encouraging him to push his cock further into your tummy.

"big ass bulge in your tummy from me. ouch, hey? that's daddy's cock in there, pushing your skin up like that." you're compelled to look at where your bodies meet, and you glare at the bump forming and deforming each time his cock glides into you, big and pointy and it only drives you faster to your release.

jake scoops an arm beneath you and around your back, using it to start bringing you down onto him, speeding up his thrusts little by little. a high moan breaks from your sore throat, hands shifting recklessly as you struggle to find a place to rest them.

"over my back, baby." he says, grabbing your arms himself and swinging them over the broad of his back. "there we are."

he leans down and seals your lips in a harsh kiss, tongue sponging out to dance along your hot one. it feels so wrong, so vivid and bad, that you can't help but let out a pathetic whine because of it because you love everything about it. jake fastens his pace, now rutting up into you hard and rough, moving your body with his as your loud noises muffle by the wrap of his aggressive tongue.

you're meeting his animalistic thrusts with your own, only they're more smaller and choppy because scrap before, you're getting fucked dumb now. your stepdad's cock driving in and out of your pussy so ruthlessly, you're going to see stars. literal stars.

"close?" jake mumbles against your mouth, his tone twinged with a sudden lick of his own desperation.

"mhm," you slur, gripping onto him as you attempt to have his cock impossibly hit deeper inside you.

“come all over daddy’s cock then,” he deepens the kiss, angling his head to the side slightly as a thick lock of his hair falls down in front of you. “wanna see my little girl come undone,” he pants.

that sets you off, has your orgasm exploding out of you and pussy gushing around jake’s dick. it shakes your entire body, smacking you with absolute bliss and all you can do is moan, feeling the tears rim your eyes. suddenly, jake is scooping out of you and groaning, dumping his load in his bunched up loincloth beside him.

you lay still beneath jake, panting like crazy and so is he, leaning an elbow on the ground as he attempts to catch his breath. eventually, he ends up collapsing to the ground, and he takes you with him. too fucked out to care, you slump your head against his chest. he tucks a lather of hair behind your ear, kissing the smooth skin between your shoulder and neck.

he doesn’t think it hurts anymore.

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loaksbitch · 1 year

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imagine step daddy jake giving you the sloppiest, coochie pulsing, back arching head right after you get back from your failed training day yes? DEFINITELY YES.

warnings – tw stepcest cunnilingus. face riding, face grinding, kissing, palming (if it’s a thing) jake calls himself daddy once, age gap (18+ reader) growling, hair pulling… that’s it? lmk if i missed anything.

“i want you to fuck my face” — jake sully (⨳)

you’re sitting on top of him, straddling his abs and amber eyes watching him attentively, he places his hands on your hip and pulls you up to his chest.

“what are you doing?” you were fast to ask but he only hums, sensing your nervousness. you’re not sure what he’s up to but the way he scrunches his nose and adjusts himself under you makes your body hot.

you feel your pussy pulse, your slick already damping your loincloth. you scoot closer to him, already sitting on his chest now, he smiles while comfortingly holding onto your hips.

“jake.” you sternly call for your step dad when he again tries to pull you up closer to him, to his face but his next words cause your walls to clench on nothing but air.

“i want you to fuck my face.”

at first you thought he was joking, messing with you to make you forget about your harsh training day even but no, jake actually was dead serious when he said he wanted you to suffocate him.

“don’t be nervous now princess, daddy promises it will feel good.” his deep voice makes your thighs tremble and jake doesn’t fail to notice it.

you look down at him, backtracked with his head between your legs. “wait, what are you doing?” jake lifts his eyes from your swollen and covered breast to your face.

“you know what i am exactly gonna do.” he glares at you.

you’re not new to his earth-y sex positions but this one was introduced to you right now. right the moment your mother left after having an argument with you, jake was placing himself under you.

telling you he wants you to fuck his face.

“we gotta hurry up before mama gets back, yeah?” jake says. you on other hand, place your hands on his chest and speak, “shouldn’t i face the other way then?”

jake doesn’t know if you’re doing this purposefully but fuck was he getting pissed. “i just told you i want you to fuck my face.” and right before you open your mouth of another question jake pushes you above his head and immediately unties your loincloth from your body.

you don’t even know what’s going on until he has you completely naked and above him, straddling his head.

you gasp when he flattens his tongue and licks your slit, humming when your wetness hits his tongue. “jake,” you’re trying to pry yourself away from the painful pleasure but his large hands are securely placed on your hips.

your hands are placed on the headboard of your bed, looking down to see the man who claimed to be your non-biological father staring right to your eyes. you moan and he feels his cock twitch under his loincloth.

now jake has closed his eyes, listening to your soft sighs and hitching breath. he parts your folds with his tongue, swirling it about your opening and making your hips buck.

his tongue eases into your tight cunt, taking every drop of your slick nectar. “oh,” your jaw drops, leaving a long moan out when jake makes sure his nose is grazing against your clit.

your hands sought to his deadlocks, tugging on them when he pulled his tongue out to give your sensitive nub the attention it deserves. you mewl loudly when he softly sucks on it, making your thighs tighten against his head.

jake brings his hand from your hips down to your legs and pushes them wider, the action giving him more space to eat you out.

he sucked and flicked your clit with his tongue and at the same time heard your moan getting louder. it was a sign you’re finding your way to your climax. you tasted so good he was so desperate to get more and more out of you.

jake only wanted one wish, to get you to cum on his face, in his mouth, and paint all over his chin and neck with your juices.

the restraining being unbearable, jake reached down to palm his clothed dick. he doesn’t miss how your attention gets caught when he moves his arm down,

“let me help you,” you sign out. “let me turn around and help you.”

jake hummed negatively, wanting you to just sit on his face and use him as a tension reliever. he moved his head side to side while fucking your cunt with his face, causing his flat nose to nudge your clit.

you moaned louder, body curving when the new pleasure stricked. “i can do that for you if you would let me.” your soft voice and sighs mixed was driving him insane, making him palm himself harder.

he opened his eyes, watching your nipples erect and your head thrown back. he shook his head again, side to side.

you exhale a desperate sigh, “no?”

with each answer he hummed and shook his head, you moaned louder and louder. jake could feel your clit pulsing and he understood why. you’re asking him questions on purpose, the way hums sending vibration all over your cunt and pleasing you.

you’re being held closer and tighter, making sure you won’t jump away from the simulation. “mhm.” he louder groaned, causing your eyes to shoot open.

your hands are pulling on his locks making the pain pleasurable for him to hiss.

“do it again, jake do— fuck!” you whine and jake can feel his precum leaking out of his clothed tip and wetting his cloth. he never heard you curse and now? doing it all with a breathy moan? oh how it was so fucking hot of you.

he stopped palming himself, brining his hand to your body and caressing every inch of you while he fucked your cunt with his tongue. he was smoothly running his hands over your thighs, growling when you pull hard on his hair

jake could just happily die like this, you pressing yourself on him so hard that he can barely breath. “jake, jake…jak–“ you stop, your walls clenching and him noticing how your clit was throbbing.

he caresses your thighs, moving his head side to side and grazing against your nub.

your slick arousal was now painting his face just like he dreamed it would be. he doesn’t need or will find anyone like you, not even his wife…your mother will satisfy him like this.

you’re such a cute fuckhole for him.

gentle licks and circles being drawn on your clit as you came undone above him. your amber eyes eventually opened, looking at him and how the tip of his nose to half of his face is shining with your mess but your step father only smiles, his eyes almost disappearing.

you get off from him, placing yourself on the bed. jake sat up and used your loincloth to wipe his shining face.

once done wiping and cleaning himself, he took your small hands to him and pulled you close to him, you’re still messy between your thighs while your brain is fogged.

“feels good right?” you hear him say chuckling, “had you squirming all on me, baby.” his left hand pushes your right leg to the side, bringing your already damp loincloth to wipe the side of your plushy thighs.

“you taste so good.” he leans to give you a kiss, your eyes closing and leaning more to him. “thank you.” you say to him and looks straight to your eyes,

“don’t thank me, lover girl, i’m here to fulfil anything for you.” he tucks your hair strands behind your ear. “you were so fucking hit by the way.” he says and your cheeks warm.

you’re suddenly getting all in fours when jake stops you, “gonna make you feel good too,” you tell him, trying to get down on him. “no, no it’s fine i’ll take care of it myself.”

he will probably jerk off while imaging you.

you don’t say anything when he brings you up to him, cuddling you close before telling you you must rest, because after all you had the most tiring day.

from failing your training to fucking your step daddy’s face.

reuploading cause i accidentally deleted the post *cries* — typos are definitely there cause i didn’t proofread and i’m heading to bed lmao (or not)

like + reblogs are super appreciated and not pressured! i love each and everyone of you guys sm. ** mwah!

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

content: stepcest, stepdad!james, fem!reader

¡ marauders masterlist !

stepdad!james wears his wedding band when he sneaks into your room at night. the metal forces it’s way into your mouth, swirling it around until he’s satisfied. he slides his fingers into your shorts, circling your clit as you whine and sigh holding the back of his neck with one hand using the other to pull at the unruly curls on his head. he fucks you roughly with his hands around your throat, eyeing the way the pretty band that swore loyalty to your mother looks around your neck.

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atokirina-writings · 1 year

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avatar - nsfw visuals

Jake sully x fem!reader, Tsu’tey x fem!reader

Bonus! stepdad!Tonowari x fem!reader

i got this idea from my lovely mutual @anchoeritic go check out hers as well :)

Warning!! P.links under cut!

Jake sully

Tease

“Nuh unh babygirl you begged for this, stop complaining and take it.” After teasing him all day he’s tired of it and gives you a taste of your own medicine. “Mmh jake please.” Your begging does nothing to help your case, as he thrusts into your weeping pussy even slower.

Choke

You blabbering around his cock while spits trailing down your chin is his favorite. “That’s right honey- oh fuck yeah that’s good.” He’s loving the view of him fisting your hair and supporting your chin while you go dumb with your mouth around his dick.

Tsu’tey

Soaked

“Mmh ‘Tey, baby- unh i love your dick” Your sweaty and fucked out as he paints your pretty walls white. “Make yourself feel good.” Trapping your hand under his, rubbing back and forth against your clit. “That’s right baby soak me.”

Sit on it

His toned back rests against a tree, while his hands harshly grip onto your barely clothed breasts. Bouncing up and down on his dick, he’s brushing your cervix with every thrust. Wrapping your arms around his neck, sending lewd noises straight to his ear. “That’s it girl, oh Eywa fuck”

Bonus <3

Tonowari

Take it

“Sssh girl stay quite, don’t want your momma to come running.” You’re face down in the sand, head turned so you can see your mom in her marui pod unaware of your sins. Your pussy is aching for him, feeling the weight of his body over yours, and his fat balls slapping against your clit with every thrust is too much. you’re moaning with every thrust. Earning you a harsh slap on your ass, leaning down he places a hand over your mouth. “I said be quiet.”

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letterstotheflre · 2 years

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Stepdad James catching you watching porn and you get all embarrassed and try to turn it off but he makes you watch the rest of it with him, laughing when you squirm and telling you he didn't know you were such a dirty little girl into this stuff

nghhhh he'll sit you on his lap and grab your chin to force you to look at the tv. "don't be ashamed now, kiddo. you certainly weren't five minutes ago" and he shows you the sticky mess on his fingers just from dragging them up your slit </3

#he'll smear it all over your cheeks too :(( and laughs at your embarrassed little tears sobbb #put it in the tags in case that was a bit too much for someone lol #kinda embarrassed about thinking that's hot but oh well #marauders.musings #jamespotter #stepdad!james #dark #tw stepcest

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xzaddyzanakinx · 3 months

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My Best Girl

Stepdad!Anakin Skywalker x Femme Reader Oneshot

18+ MDNI

Warnings: domestic violence/abuse, non-con/dub-con, oral sex, emotional abuse, manipulation, gaslighting

Info: this is a graphic and accurate depiction of an instance of domestic abuse/non-con. Read at your own risk.

🕊dead dove do not eat🕊

“Don't lie to me," he snarled, his hands gripping your wrists tightly. "I saw you."

He leaned in closer, his ice blue eyes boring into yours, filled with pure undiluted jealousy.

"Tell me the truth." Anakin’s fingers dug into your wrists just like your knees dug into the tile of the kitchen floor.

You were sitting at the kitchen counter, having a wonderful little moment to yourself. A big tall glass of blue koolaid, your favorite snack and your comfort cartoon playing quietly on your phone for background noise while you worked diligently on repairing your younger brother Luke’s loth-cat stuffie.

The poor thing had been through the wringer this week; left all alone in the cold dark cubby overnight in his preschool classroom, ran over by Leia’s tricycle, and his undoing was being left unattended in the living room under the watchful eye of your family dog. The horrible shriek that pierced your ears was enough to burst your eardrums, you went rushing, hoping that you didn’t walk into a bloody mess.

Though the tantrum that ensued after his initial shock was more than enough to wish maybe just alittle bit that Leia had just wacked him upside the head with her toy doctor’s kit again.

You’d sworn on your life that his ‘only best friend’ would have his leg reattached and in it’s rightful place under his arm when he woke up tomorrow morning.

So there you sat, sewing his leg back on when your stepfather Anakin returned home from work. Covered in oil and grease from his day at the garage, he walked past the kitchen and gave you a wave and crooked smile. You gladly returned the gesture, your relationship with your stepdad had begun rocky, arguments and mean words exchanged on a daily basis. But now, months later, you’d finally begun to get along.

He was a good man, a good dad; it wasn’t his fault that he had a bit of an anger issue. He worked hard to keep it in check, attending therapy, taking CBD gummies, he even tried meditating.

You’d quickly come to realize that his anger was a front to hide his vulnerabilities. He was a horribly cocky and arrogant person outwardly. But inside, tucked away in a beat up box, was a messily stored collection of vulnerabilities and insecurities.

Anakin thrived on praise and affection, he was happiest when he was eight inches deep in your poor little fucked-out pussy. Bathing in the sounds of your babbled compliments, the sweet lilt of your whiny voice when you begged him for more. His favorite thing? The best compliment? The quickest way to reassure him of his worth? That was the devastatingly wet *shlck* of his cock sliding home between your thighs.

It never failed to astound him. The way your body responded to him, the way you were tucked under his thumb. When he was pounding into you night after night while your mother worked the late shift; that’s when he truly came to life.

You made him feel needed. Wanted. Valued. But most importantly? Worshipped.

There was nothing else like the rush of warm adoration he felt from every little noise your pretty mouth made. It flowed over his tired, work-worn body and soothed all his stress away. He needed it. He craved it. He had to have it.

You.

You were the only thing that mattered.

It would be an understatement to say that he regretted marrying your mother. Every second of every day he hated her more. She wasn’t you. She could never be you.

Divorce, the hours of research on annulments, laws and stipulations, the legality of things. He’d searched through it all. He had the best lawyer in the state on speed-dial. Set on retainer for the moment he saw his opportunity to snatch up his brand new trophy wife.

But it’s not exactly acceptable to divorce your wife of six months to run off with her freshly 18 year old daughter is it? No. But was he going to do it? Absolutely.

You were his good girl.

You were his good girl, til now.

Anakin crouched down in front of you, getting on your level somehow made you feel even smaller. Any other time you would’ve taken the time to admire his freshly washed hair that stuck to his forehead in little swoops, the scent of his cedar soap, his bare chest and that delicious V carved into his lower abdomen.

But instead all you could see was the hard line of his lips, his knitted eyebrows… he was trying so hard to be angry. But you could tell he was just in pain, those big beautiful blue eyes were holding back tears, and you so badly wanted to comfort him, to make him understand.

“Anakin. Please listen.” You pleaded with him, desperate to get him to hear you out.

“Oh? I’ve been listening.” He stood back up and grabbed your hair roughly, tilting your head back to force you into eye contact. “I just don’t believe what I heard.”

“Just look!” You said gesturing at your phone laying on the counter near him, the screen cracked. “Please just look at you’ll see.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of. Seeing what I already know is there.” He scowled.

“Am I not good enough for you?” He hissed, shaking your head by your hair. “Is that it?”

Before you could even answer him he grabbed your jaw and pried your mouth open and shoved two fingers down your throat.

“That’s alright. You don’t deserve me anyway.”

Collecting your saliva on his digits, he removed his fingers and flicked the spit on your face, making you flinch.

“Not even gonna waste my spit on you.” His voice tinged with hurt under the grit of his anger.

Your eyes welled up with tears, never had he spoken to you this way. You never imagined that he was capable of being so mean. Of course he had his issues, you’d argued plenty before you both finally allowed the hands of fate to shove you into each other’s arms. But never like this.

“I come home from work, see you sitting all pretty and patient for me.” He starts, his voice low and dark.

“Then I come back from the shower, ready to hold and love and spoil you just like I do every night. I leaned in to give you a sweet little kiss and what do I see?” You weren’t sure if he wanted an answer, so you stayed silent and waited. Apparently that was the wrong thing to do.

“I asked you a fucking question.” He grumbled. “You were so eager to talk earlier, so fucking talk.”

“You saw me decline a phone call.” You said quietly, trying hard to keep eye contact with him through the blurriness in your vision.

“A phone call from who?” He prodded.

“My friend Tyler.” You answered meekly.

“Exactly.” He released your hair by pushing you backwards, causing you to catch yourself with your elbow right on the granite tile flooring.

Pain shot up your upper arm and wracked your body with a momentary spasm of tension as your brain tried to sort out this new pain. Extended your arm gently you breathed in relief that it wasn’t actually damaged, but you would definitely have a gnarly bruise.

Anakin had turned around, his back to you. One hand on the kitchen counter and the other ruffling his wet hair, shaking off water droplets as he did so.

“Why?” He asked, his tone quieter but no less menacing. “Why would you hang up like that if there wasn’t anything to hide?”

“B-because Ani, I was talking to you!” You tried to explain as you stood up and hesitantly stepped closer to him.

“Don’t.” He barked over his shoulder. “Don’t you fucking touch me.”

“I was- okay.” You said, backing away.

“Anakin I was just trying to focus on you that’s all. You’d just gotten home, I didn’t want to be bothered while I was spending time with you.” Your whisper sounded cracked, broken.

“Why is a boy calling you at 8:00 on a Friday huh?” He spun around quickly and grabbed your arm.

“They’re not a-“ You tried to speak, to explain yourself but he didn’t give you a second breath.

He stole the air from your lungs and the words from your mouth with a resounding *smack* to your cheek. The impact was so forceful that your head felt like it was on swivel and you stumbled back. Too shocked to even cry, too hurt to look at him.

“Were you planning to cheat? Is that what this is?” He scoffed.

“N-no!” You squeaked. “No I wouldn’t! Never!”

He laughed, not in amusement or cynicism, but in a strangled bout of hysteria.

“And I’m supposed to believe that?” His teeth clenched and bared.

“You think someone else would treat you as well as I do? That they’d be able to put up with your attitude?” He laughed again, pointing his finger in your face.

“You’re a fucking brat you know that? There’s not another man in this galaxy who could love you like I do. You’re a spoiled bitch. But you’re my spoiled bitch.”

You flinched at his choice of words. He’d called you a brat plenty of times, sometimes even as a term of endearment. Bitch though? The thought of him calling you that was previously inconceivable.

“You want me to show you how someone else would treat you? How this stupid fucker Tyler would handle you?” He growled, putting a hand on the back of your neck and forcing you to your knees.

“Anakin wait! Just let-“ He shoved your face into the soft flannel of his pajama pants, fisting your hair to hold you in place while he ground his cock across your tear stained cheeks.

“No sweetheart I’m not Anakin right now remember? I’m anyone but me.” He corrected you.

“Take your fucking shirt off. I want to see those pretty tits.” He smirked as he watched you quickly comply. “There. Not so difficult Hmm?”

You shook your head no in agreement with him, hoping to appease him. You had no idea where this was going, but you knew for damn sure that you weren’t gonna like it.

“That’s right.” He said as he gripped your jaw once more, chuckling when you instinctively dropped your mouth open. “That was the last easy thing you’ll be doing tonight.”

“Pull out my cock.” He demanded, the look on his face giving no indication that this was negotiable.

You hesitated, then steeled yourself to comply with his order. His pretty cock, the beautiful thing that made you feel like you were floating amongst the clouds… was standing tall and proud. This was the only time you’d ever been unhappy to see it and you hoped it was the last time too.

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He grumbled. “This is what you wanted isn’t it? To be a whore? To cheat on me?”

“No! Anakin Tyler isn’t-“ He scoffed and took advantage of your open mouth and forced your head down around his length.

“Fuck.” He mumbled his stomach muscles tightened momentarily before relaxing again.

“Finally some fucking peace and quiet. I’m sick of your whining. I don’t ever want to hear that fuckboy’s name again do you understand me?” He growled, his eyes filled with jealousy painted red with rage.

Anakin started to thrust quick and shallow into your mouth panting while he glared down at you like you were his mortal enemy.

“You like this?” He asked, watching you shake your head no vigorously. “No? Didn’t think you would.”

“Can’t fucking believe this shit.” He moaned, tipping his head back toward the ceiling before letting his chin fall to his chest.

He growled, seeing you drool down the column of your throat. A fire lit behind his eyes and burst into an inferno after only seconds of this brutal punishment.

“Move your tongue.” He commanded, jerking your head to the side when you didn’t do it immediately. “Fuck, that’s better.”

Your tongue lay flat against the under side of his shaft as his cockhead started to bully its way down your throat, in and out in deep ruthless strokes. Tears pricked your eyes and began to fall, this time from discomfort instead of the horrible emotional pain he’d dealt to you.

“What?” He laughed again, looking down at you with a menacing grin that didn’t meet his glassy eyes. “Don’t wanna be a whore anymore do you?”

You shook your head no to the best of your ability and Anakin nodded in agreement, his breath caught in his throat just like his cock was stuck in yours.

“This is how men treat whores.” He said matter of factly. “Like a stupid little fuck toy. Do you want to be a stupid fuck toy?”

“No of course you don’t.” He tsk’d. “You want to be my good girl, my sweet princess.”

You nodded vigorously, choking on his length accidentally from the quick movement.

Your gag reflex kicked in violently, caused by your choking fit as you tried to cough, your body begging for some control to be returned to you. You struggled to breathe as he continued his brutal assault on your throat. But despite the pain, there was an odd thrill running through you, a sick satisfaction knowing you were pleasing him in this way. You should hate him for what he’s doing right now, but it would be a lie if you said you didn’t find it alittle bit hot.

He was unraveling quickly, his hips snapping fast and deep. You heard the familiar change in breathing that happen just moments before he would cum, the cute little high-pitched whimpers that left his beautiful plump lips.

You tapped his thigh, looking up at him with furrowed brows and pleading eyes. Begging him to relent for just moment so you could breathe.

“No, I’m close. You can wait." he growled back, his pace unrelenting, but his voice becoming shaky.

“I don’t understand.” He panted, looking down at you with a pained expression. “Why would you want to be treated this way when I give you all the love in the world? When I love you so much?

“Seeing you hurt like this baby… it hurts me.” He sniffled, on the verge of tears.

“Just think, imagine it sweetheart; what if you went out there tonight and that horrible guy did this to you?” His eyebrows turned up in a deep swoop.

“You know I’m only doing this to help you right baby?” He let out a choked sob as his cock twitched in your mouth.

“I don’t want you to get hurt! I love you!” He cried out, his own tears freely flowing, salty drips hitting your face as he stared down at you with the face of a broken man.

“Promise me you won’t ever make me do this again.” He whispered, lovingly wiping the tears from your eyes. “I can’t stand it.”

“Promise? You won’t ever do it again? Please baby.” He cried, his chest heaving with a sob as his face scrunched up.

“Can’t do that to me, you can’t! I’d die.” He was practically hysterical, seeing him like this was tearing you apart in ways his rough treatment couldn’t. The pain and torture in his voice was a worse punishment.

“I wouldn’t wanna live without you. I wouldn’t.” He sobbed, his thumbs softly caress your cheekbones made you forget all about the way he was brutalizing you. It made you forget the hurtful things he’d said. You weren’t even sure your throat would be sore after this; how could it be worse than having your heart bruised the way Anakin’s must be?

“My sweet girl.” He sniffled. “My poor baby, I’m sorry. So sorry I had to do this. You understood don’t you doll?

You nodded, crying for an entirely different reason now. If you could, you’d be wailing. Pleading with him as you comforted him with kisses and gentle touches, holding him as he cried over your actions. How could you have done this? How could you be so cruel!?

“Good girl baby.” He hiccuped. “Good girl. I love you. Love you so much babydoll, g-gonna hold you n’ make love to you like you deserve.”

His hips stuttered against your mouth, his stomach tense and his hand tightened around your hair.

“My best girl.” He whined. “Do you want my cum? Those horrible bad men wouldn’t give it to you. They wouldn’t know how much you love it.”

You nodded, eyes rolling back in your head. He’s right. They wouldn’t know, how could they know? No one knew you like Anakin did.

“Mmm… yeah? G-goddamn.” He whimpered, pushing your face deep into his groin, your nose pressed firmly into the curly hairs at the base of his cock.

He sobbed, a full loud heart-wrenching sob as he came violently down your throat. You gratefully drank it down, thankful he’d let you have it after all you’d put him through.

Gently he pulled himself from your mouth, wiping his eyes dry as he sniffled. Tucking himself back into his pants before scooping you up into his arms and rocking you against his chest. Then he walked over to the recliner in the living room and sat down with you.

He let you cry it out while showering you with love and affection and beautiful sweet words in his warm honeyed voice. Finally once you’d calmed down he tilted your chin up to face him. Giving you a slow sensual kiss. The kind of kiss that was almost sticky, your lips wanting to stay connected for as long as possible.

“Are you okay sweetheart? Do you need anything?” He whispered against your lips in a pleading tone.

“No.” You shook your head, still taking shaky short gasping breaths. “M’so sorry Ani.”

“Oh baby. No, it’s okay.” He cooed. “You didn’t know. That’s why I had to teach you huh?”

“Uh huh.” You sniffled.

“You understand now don’t you doll? No body could ever love you like I do.” He squeezed you tightly as you agreed.

“That was horrible wasn’t it?” He sighed. “Those other boys… oh princess it would be so much worse you know that?”

“I couldn’t be as mean to you as they could, not even half as bad.” He said softly as if the information were scary to even say outloud.

“R-really?” You squeaked, not even half as bad? You shivered at the thought that if could ever be worse than he’d shown you.

“Yes baby.” He nodded, a sad and solemn expression on his tear streaked face.

“Th-thank you Ani.” You sniffled. Feeling grateful that he wasn’t even capable of what must be such horrendous brutality.

“Oh sweetheart. Don’t thank me,” he whispered, petting your head. “Just hold me and I’ll hold you okay? We both need alittle extra snuggles tonight after that don’t we?”

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hopesworlld · 2 months

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౨ৎ daddy's home, home for me

౨ৎ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 — step!dad anakin x fem!reader

౨ৎ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 — your period sucks, but your stepdad anakin knows a way he can help you

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 — 2k

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 — swearing, stepcest, power imbalance, swearing, smut ( thigh riding, daddy kink, mentions of blow jobs ), think that's all let me know if i missed anything !

౨ৎ 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 ! — on my period and wanna die so wrote this as a self indulgent need for comfort from daddy anakin

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a pained hiss fell from your lips as you rolled over in bed, hand clutching your stomach as cramps racked your frame. you had come on the night before and had woken up feeling worse than the day before, your entire body felt stiff and achy, your back and uterus throbbing and you felt horribly nauseous. you hated it so much, tears welling in your eyes as you dragged yourself upwards grabbing the lukewarm water from your bedside table and taking a swig, gagging at the taste. you knew you would have to go downstairs, facing the trek from your bedroom to the kitchen to get supplies, you were desperate for some fresh water, medicine, and a hot water bottle but your body protested as you shoved the sheets off of your body, exposing yourself to the cool morning air.

you shuddered against the cold, nipples hardening and goosebumps rising on your arms so you tugged a soft blanket around your shoulders and stood up wincing as pain shot up your spine, tears glistening in your eyes as you slowly headed out of your room, arms wrapped around your stomach. the house was silent so your mother and anakin must already be at work, you pouted at this, wishing your mother was here to look after you. you had always gotten bad periods from the day you had started as only a preteen, practically bedridden when it would hit with no serious explanation for it. so you wandered to the kitchen, immediately grabbing some pills from the medicine cabinet and pouring yourself a glass of water, you were trembling as you swallowed the pills, so exhausted and sore that you wanted to curl in a ball and never get up again. then you turned to the kettle ready to flick it on when you noticed you had forgotten your hot water bottle.

“no,” you cried out, instantly tears dripping down your cheeks. you knew it was ridiculous to be crying over this, but when another cramp pulsed through your body you couldn’t help it, so that's where you stood, sobbing in the kitchen when another voice suddenly cut through the otherwise silent room.

“hey sweetheart, i didn’t think you were gonna be up yet,” anakin’s cheery voice sang as he rounded the corner only to see you, body draped in a fluffy pink blanket with crystalline tears dripping down your rosy cheeks, “what happened, baby?” he gasped, crossing the room in a matter of seconds and cupping the base of your neck, tilting your face so that you were looking up at him with glossy doe eyes, “are you hurt? tell me what's going on,” he pleaded with you and another sob tore from your lips.

“i left my hot water bottle upstairs,” you told him, shame coating your tone as you drag your fingers across your face to rid you of the sticky tears that stained your face, but a fresh round almost immediately replaced them.

“oh, sweetheart,” anakin cooed, his voice impossibly soft as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a gentle embrace. you sank into it, snuggling into his big chest while he peppered the top of your head with kisses, “you come on, huh?” he asked you and you nodded against his chest.

“i just feel like shit already and then i forgot my hot water bottle and i just…” you shook your head, shame-faced faced as you pulled away biting down on your bottom lip, “i’m sorry i’m being silly, i know it's not that big of a deal,”

“don’t say that baby, you aren’t being silly, just feeling very sensitive right now aren’t you,” anakin said with a sympathetic smile, “why don’t you go get comfy and lay down on the sofa and i’ll grab your hot water bottle for you and make you some tea?” he offered and you melted, looking up at him with stars in your eyes.

“really?” you all but sang and anakin’s face was so impossibly soft as he reached out and patted your cheek.

“yes, baby, go on now,” he said and you did as you were told, hopping onto the sofa and burying yourself beneath your blanket, and flicking on the tv choosing to watch an old rerun of friends while you waited for anakin to come back, he took a few minutes, you heard him jog up the stairs and reappear a few moments later and head straight to the kitchen, the familiar hum of the kettle soothing you as your eyes fluttered shut.

you had met anakin when you were sixteen, he had moved in that same year after only dating your mother for a couple weeks, you never really knew why they were together seeing as they hardly seemed to talk and anakin would spend most nights on the sofa instead of in bed with her, but you didn’t bring it up, your mothers silence in the house was enough to stop you. but you loved anakin, from the moment you had met him he couldn’t do enough for you, if it was help with homework, dropping you places to see your friends, taking you shopping or even braiding your hair, anakin was there.

“hey, sweet girl, you still with me?” anakin’s soft voice broke you from your trail of thoughts, sluggishly opening your eyes and what a sight was held before you. anakin had your hot water bottle in one arm your teddy tucked beside it, a mug of tea in the other with a hoodie slung over his shoulder. “there are those pretty eyes,” he crooned, setting down the tea on the table, you flushed at his words, rosy cheeked as you blinked up at him.

“hi,” you say quietly, groaning when another jolt of pain scrambled your insides.

“poor baby,” he said sadly, “here sit up for me okay sweet girl, gonna get you comfortable and then you can relax properly,” anakin told you, carefully you pushed yourself into a sitting position but reamined still, anakin peeled the blanket from your shoulders and instead pulled the hoodie over your head, you giggled when your head popped through hair clinging to your face and anakin smiled endearingly before helping you thread your arms through the fabric, it was one of his, you could tell by the smell, a mix of smoke, oil and sandalwood.

“cute,” he remarked once you were comfortably within the oversized jumper. he then placed the hot waterbottle on your stomach, gently dipping it bellow the waist of your shorts so that it sat over your aching womb, you shuddered at the feeling of his cold fingers brushing against your sensitive skin. “okay, you can lie back now, baby,” he prompted grasping your shoulder and pushing you back into the crevice of the sofa and tucking your blanket around you before handing you your teddy.

“thanks ani,” you said, “do you think you could stay with me for a bit,” you then asked tentatively, “you don’t have to if you are busy though,” you rushed out but anakin was already slipping down beside you, slinging an arm around your shoulder and pulling you to his chest.

“i’ll stay as long as you need me too, baby,” he said pressing a kiss to your forehead and you sank into him, completely and utterly blissed as the medicine began to kick in with the help of the warmth of the hot waterbottle and anakin’s body against yours.

you didn’t know when you fell asleep but when you awoke you were greeted with a sharp pain that swelled in your uterus and rippled along your entire spine, a gasp tore from your lips as you jolted upwards, clutching at your stomach, a soothing hand ran down your back, bringing you down slightly.

“oh, sweetheart,” anakin murmured, “you’re okay,” he said bringing you back to him, you whimpered into his shoulder, fat tears streaming down your cheeks.

“it really hurts, ani,” you cried.

“i’m so sorry, sweet girl, wish i could make it go away,” he consoled you voice heavy, “here, let me rub your stomach for you okay, read that it helps,” he said, hand slipping to your lower stomach, gently massaging the throbbing pain, at first it seemed to hurt more and you jolted in his hold, but then suddenly the pressure began to unwind and a small breathy sigh fell from your lips.

“oh,” you whispered, pressing your hips upwards accidentally pushing his fingers lower so that they brushed against your clit slightly, you gasped as anakin froze, “i’m sorry i…” you began to say, ready to scramble away from the man and shut yourself away in your bedroom, but anakin stopped you.

“it’s okay, baby,” he said, though he sounded strained, a little distant, “i wanna help you, will you let me?” he asked you.

“well, yes but ani i…” you began to say but anakin cut you off.

“don’t panic, your body knows what you need, baby and i’m gonna give it to you, why don’t you come sit on my lap, pretty girl,” you blanched at him, stunned by his words, you and anakin had always been close, closer than most people were with their stepfathers you had observed, but what was he offering you right now? was it really what you thought it was?

“ani, i don’t know if i should,” you mumbled bashfully and the man grinned widely.

“it’s okay, baby, just wanna help you out, make you feel good,” he murmured, “will you let me?” and you knew you should say no, to call your mother and tell her what her husband was saying to you, but a sick feeling of need flooded your core, hot and intense, it pushed away the aching and replaced it with a new feeling of longing, and anakin, your anakin who held your hand when you went on walks, and played with your hair when you couldn’t sleep. you needed him.

“please,” you said, words hardly ever a whisper and then anakin was tugging you up, you were airborne for just a moment before he seated you comfortably on his thigh.

“i want you to ride my thigh, angel,” he told you, “take what you need, okay?” he said and your cheeks flammed red.

“i’ve never…” you didn’t have to finish the sentence he already knew what you meant and a long groan fell from his lips.

“that’s okay, baby, i’ll help you,” he said, big hands grasping your hips and rolling them over his thigh, the feeling was immediate, the delicious roll of fabric against your clothed clit instantly drew sounds from your lips, you had never felt anything like this before, your entire body singing as you rocked against his thigh, a fog dancing in your brain that made you feel dizzy.

“ani, oh my god,” you gasped, consumed by unexpected pleasure that was setting alight in your veins.

“feel good, sweet girl?” anakin asked you, watching your pretty face screw up with pleasure as he began to bounce his leg slightly.

“so good,” you replied, beginning to roll your hips faster, though anakin’s hands remained in place, holding you seedy as you rocked against him, eyes falling shut.

“such a good girl taking what you need, getting off on my thigh, fuck, you look so good right now,” he praised and you shuddered at his words, tension in your stomach growing tighter.

“really?” you whispered, “feel gross,” you admitted.

“look at me,baby,” anakin told you but you ignored him, “look at me,” he commanded, voice harsher this time and you couldn’t ignore it, you met his eyes, the pretty blue turned dark as he watched you pleasure yourself against him.

“you are fucking gorgeous, angel, never seen anyone so beautiful,” he said, cupping your cheek and pulling you into a searing kiss, you gasped into it allowing anakin to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring every inch and crevice of your mouth. he locked you in that kiss, holding you in place as he began to bounce his leg faster.

“ani,” you whimpered, his lips bruising against you.

“come on, baby, show daddy how good you are feeling,” he crooned, that name falling from his lips was utterly sinful, and it sent a heavy jolt straight down to your core. you jerked violently, clit throbbing as you ground down on him harder.

“oh, ani, please,” you begged even though you weren't exactly sure what you wanted, you just needed him, everywhere. you longed to feel his fingers toying with your swollen clit, cock ramming into your sopping cunt.

“that’s it, baby, you close? i can feel you clenching around my thigh,” he said and you nodded sweat was pooling around your collarbones and beading around your hairline, you were so hot, addicted to this new feeling that had taken over the aches and pains that had haunted you before. clumsily you tugged at anakin’s hoodie, yanking it over your head and tossing it to the side, the tug of fabric lifting your top beneath flashing anakin a glance of your perky tits bouncing in time with his movements and he growled. “look at these pretty fucking things,” he hissed grabbing your tits with a harsh grip, rolling your nipples between his fingers.

“daddy,” you cried at the stimulation and anakin grinned.

“that’s it, baby, being so good for, daddy,” he told you, you could feel yourself growing close, that glowing fire in your stomach burning brighter. “want you to come for me, can you do that for me, pretty girl? show me that gorgeous face when you cum?”

“yes, yes gonna cum, please, please,” you begged, anakin moved his hands back down to your hips, dragging you along his thigh in such a manner that it drew a scream from you, the pressure of your clit against his jeans sending you spiraling. that coiling thing in your stomach bursting and you were gone, the world turned on its axis, crying out as you finally hit that peak you had been craving, you felt boneless, collapsing onto anakin’s waiting chest, he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as you came down from the after shocks of your orgasm, he continued to bounce his thigh until you were sobbing.

“you did so good for me, sweetheart, how you feeling?” he asked you gently.

“so good,” you whispered, curling into him completely at ease.

“yea? well anytime you need this i’m here for you okay, baby? always gonna take care of you,” he said tangling his hands into your hair, you let out a shaky breath.

“just this… or can we do other things sometimes?” you questioned, shame coating your tone, desperate little girl begging to fuck her stepfather, what a cliche, anakin groaned at this, shifting his hips slightly and you felt it, his hard cock pressing against your stomach, your mouth watered.

“oh, baby, we can do whatever you want,” he murmured, lips pressed to your ear.

“anything?” you asked, hand drifting down to rest over his hard cock and anakin let out a shakey breath.

“yes, but don’t worry about me right now, angel, want you to rest and feel better and then…” he trailed off a little unsurely tilting your head so that you would face him and he saw that look in your eyes, needy and desperate for him, “then you can have my cock anytime you want it, angel girl” you grinned at this.

“okay,” you agreed, a heavy veil of tiredness falling over you, “daddy, kiss me,” you pleaded and anakin was more than happy to oblige to your plea, because this was anakin, the man who loved you entirely and gave you whatever your little heart desired, even himself.

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stepdad!anakin has my heart whoops, think i’m gonna have to write more of him,,,

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livelaughloveneteyamm · 10 months

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Imagine Stepdad!Jake fucking reader after she flirted with other boys again but this time she threatens her to actually get her pregnant so everyone knows she is his

PRAISE THE LORDDDDDD.

hell yes.

it was a great day. the clan was celebrating, everyone was dancing, drinking and over all having fun. you were drunk and honestly had no clue what you were doing. you were dancing with a boy your age. your hips pushes flush against his pelvis and your back against his chest his hands help your hips as you swayed from side to side feeling each other up. in that moment there wasn’t a care in the world. nothing could stop you. or so you thought. as you and the boy danced and laughed he suddenly stops confused by him stopping you turn around to look at him “what is wrong?” you ask and he doesn’t answer you turn back around and look forward. jake. he was just standing there arms crossed. angry look on his face as he made direct eye contact with the boy. you knew you were in trouble. you sigh and walk forward to jake “what’s your problem?” you whisper but he doesn’t answer he just grabs your wrist and starts to drag you back home. “let me go jake! let me go!” you trip over your words still drunk. jake let’s you go inside and still hasn’t said a word to you. he turns around getting you some water. as you watch his back you cross your arms and pout. jake turns around handing you the water “drink up princess” he hands you the water and sits back down on the cot. he wasn’t mad? you thought how wasn’t he mad? you sit next to him and put a hand on his thigh “daddy i’m sorry.. i didn’t mean to-” he cuts you off completely changing the subject “drink the water you’re gonna need it.” he doesn’t even look at you. you furrow your eyebrows and try again “daddy just listen to me-” but he still doesn’t let you finish “drink. your water. you’re gonna need it.” he says again sternly.

you look away from him and sigh finishing your water. you set it on the small wooden table next to the cot. jake gets up and stands in front of you kicking your legs open with his knee so he can stand in between them. he cups your chin making you look all the way up at him. your big sweet eyes boring into his. “you know better.” is all he says “you know fucking better.” he says again. his eyes angry “lay down” he says pushing you back. you don’t even hesitate to fix yourself on the cot because you were gonna do exactly what he wanted to get his anger out. fuck.

as he lays in front of you he grips your hips and pulls you forward.

your body is still on the cot but your ass is on his thighs. he makes eye contact with you as he’s taking off your loincloth “you thought it’d be cute huh?” he says as he aggressively throws your loincloth somewhere in the room. “daddy no i’m sor-” you try and protest but soon realize he’s not even listening. he’s staring at your pretty little pussy. he spreads your legs further. on hand on your left ankle and the other on your pussy. his thumb rolls your clit in small circles and then moves it down to your slit, he gently moves his thumb from your clit all the way to your hole over and over again. teasing you. your head falls back as your hole clenches around nothing “daddy please..” you whine but obviously he doesn’t listen but he does stop. that causes you to look at him as he’s licking your juices off his thumb and puts his hands on your hips. he reaches behind him with one hand and untied his loincloth and throws it. his cock was hard and it looked like it hurt. he puts his hand out in front of your mouth “spit.” he says staring at you. you gather up the spit in your mouth and let it fall down into his hand. he takes the spit and strokes his cock with it. mixing the pre-cum and your spit together.

he grips your hip with one hand and guides his cock into your sopping folds with the other. as he buries his cock into you he lets a groan “fuckkkk, who’s pussy is this?” he says moving at a slow pace “it’s yours daddy” you moan as you throw you head back but as you rest it back jake grips the back of your hair and forces it up so you look at him, his hand falls down to your neck and he grips that but he doesn’t stop there. he takes his other hand and puts it over that hand. both of his hands on your neck now. he starts ramming into you at a fast pace “daddy!” you scream as your eyes slam shut and your mouth falls open.

tears prick in your eyes as you clench down hard on his cock. he hits your sweet spot over and over again making you sob. “aw my sweet little girl can’t take it?” he coos at you. you shake your head “daddy i can’t!” your legs trembled as he fucking into your cunt. “what if i get you pregnant baby? hmm how you feel? everyone would know that you’re a little slut for your stepdad huh?” he says groaning in your ear. you sob as you cum on his cock “daddy i’m sorry! no don’t please! i’ll be a good girl!” you beg and cry as he pulls out and finishes himself shooting his load on your stomach. you sigh out in relief. “c’mere baby” he says softly pulling you in. you lay your head against his chest “i’m sorry” you say, your voice raspy. “it’s okay baby just don’t do it again yeah?” you nod “never again daddy” you say looking at him with puppy dog eyes

“that’s my good girl” he chuckles.

IM SUCH A SUCKER FOR STEP!DAD JAKE MY GODDDD. hope y’all enjoy 😰

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