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(just a reminder that I take requests!! Pls give me some I loved writing them!)
(TW: sam x reader, reader with oral fixation, finger sucking, blowjob, overstim (Sam recieving))
You and Sam were supposed to just study in your room, studying quietly just in each others presence to help concentrate. But you just couldn't stop fiddling with everything!
Your tongue feels too heavy in your mouth, too restless. You need something in your mouth, like, literally anything. You start sucking on your pen lid, swirling your tongue around the hole and sucking it in-between your teeth. Having something in your mouth feels so calming and soft, like a coping mechanism when any anxious thoughts come around.
"Baby...stop suckin on that, your gonna hurt your teeth!" Sam speaks loudly as he places his hand on your thigh, bringing the world back into view from your thoughts. "M'sorry, Sammy" is all you can mumble out and bring yourself back to earth.
About five seconds later, the restless feeling comes back. You find anything around you to put in your mouth and finally set on your pencil. It sways in your mouth as your tongue starts to slow down.
"Baby...cmon, you gotta stop this chewin on everything. What's wrong, hm?" Sa shifts closer to you, his voice bringing you down from the peace and back to earth again. "I don't know, m'sorry" you mumble, cuddling into his arm and falling to peace in his scent. "You don't need to apologise, doll. You do it when your stressed. Just...what do you want? How can I help you, baby?" He comforts you so easily, his voice a trap into silence in your brain.
"I dunno...just..." You stutter as he sits patiently listening. You blush and giggle into Sam's arm, too embarrassed to finish the sentence before he finishes it for you.
"You just need something in your mouth, don't you?" He moves closer again, dragging his fingers across your skin. He pulls your head impossibly closer,pushing his fingers gently into your mouth while you suck on them with a innocent look on your face, doe eyes on full display wet and teary.
You swirl your tongue around every ridge of his fingers while sucking them in closer, finally feeling pure peace. "Atta girl...just suck on em like you need, doll" he groans against your neck as he pulls down his jeans, freeing his dick. "Do you wanna suck on something even better, dolly?" He moans, pushing your head closer to his dick when you nod.
You get down on your knees, eagerly waiting for Sam to push his cock closer to you. You kitten lick his tip while he whines, trying so hard not buck his hips up. He gives you space just to suck how you want too. When you've finished licking around his tip, you finally swallow down his dick, letting him bottom out in your throat with a gentle suck. You never let him free from your mouth, sucking with the gentlest of motions while occasionally licking and sucking on his huge balls that desperately want to be emptied, but he would never force you, just guides you gently into calm.
"This good, doll? Mm...just needed some good dick between your pretty lips huh?" He stutters and stammers, trying to keep his cool and not blow too soon when you suck him harder, moaning and nodding on his cock while looking up at him with the best doe eyes, he doesn't want to ruin your peace too soon.
When he sees you start to rub your clit, drooling and moaning all over his cock, he explodes with a loud groan of your name. You swallow every rope of creamy cum he spills down your throat with a whimper, opening your mouth to show him the silky, delicious mess on your tongue before going back to sucking on his cock. "Still stressed, Sammy" you mumble with a grin, sucking his overstimulated dick harder as he whines like a little girl through the pain/pleasureπ
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You didnt expect the night to end like this at all...
You, Sam and dean went out for a few drinks. A few turned into five...then ten...then 15. Soon, you were fucking wasted.
Sam, being the responsible brother, went back early to the motel in a taxi, wanting some rest before a big hunt tommorow. Unlike Dean, who takes his way or the highway, stays later and drives back himself in the impala even though he's slurring every syllable. You wanted some more time with Dean so you stay later with him.
The thing is with dean? You like him...a lot. You've spent months trying to look your best and catch his eye. I mean, can you blame yourself? He's fucking gorgeous! Big, perfectly hooked nose, pink lips bitten from stress, bright green eyes you fall into everytime he smirks or stares too intensely at you. He's so dreamy, just your type.
And his body...god...he's huge!, like insanely big. He towers over you, body like a skyscraper against your small frame. His muscles are toned, abs and arms making imprints and busting out of all his shirts and peeking though his flannels or leather jackets. His long legs are normally man spread whenever he sits, making his thighs and lap look deliciously inviting. Every flex of his thighs sends sparks through your core. And, you cant lie, when he's sat in his tight jeans that hug every line, you can't help but stare at his cock. I mean? What the fuck? How is it so fucking big even soft? If it's that big soft, then how could it even fit in you when he's hard? You shouldn't even go into that fantasy, you'll be daydreaming all day.
It flows later and later into the night, you and Dean chatting away about life and hunts and friendships, hoping he'll open up more about relationships.You really wish he liked you back but with Dean it's hard to tell, especially whens he drunk. Hes so flirty, sitting you on his lap and playfully lifting his hips while fixing up your wounds after a nasty hunt, winking at you and playfully slapping your ass when you wear a short skirt etc, but is that just his personality? You will never know. Your too scared to do anything. I mean? He's Dean fucking Winchester, pretty girls grovel for him left right and centre. Why would he want you?
Finally, after plenty to drink, you two start driving back to the motel in the Chevvy. It's silence apart from weird drunk rants and loud laughs in the impala, peacefully perfect. This is what you like with Dean. Everything is perfectly peaceful and calm. No pressure to try to be someone your not.
When you get back, he picks you up bridal style, blabbering about how he "loves being your knight in shining armour" and that your "derserving of no less of princess treatment" (a sentence that doesn't really make sense especially when he's slurring his words but you know, your drunk too so it doesn't matter) .
You both sleep in the same room (making it harder not to love him. His cute little mumbles in his sleep, comforting him from a nightmare. It's so hard to fall into him.) on a single bed each. As you both stumble in, giggling and throwing yourself on the beds fully clothed, he pulls you onto his.
Butterflies erupt in your stomach like pure lava, waiting to hear what he says while you stutter and go pink in the cheeks.
"I...I gotta tell you something, darlinnnn" he stammers and slurs at the same time.
"I...I really fucking love ya" you hear him whisper fully and clearly, like neither of you are truly drunk. "You what?" You say, mouth agape and eyes wide with surprise. "I fucking love ya, doll. I've loved ya for years. You're so fucking beautiful" he pleads, grabbing you closer to him, feeling like you will leave if he lets go.
"What? De, your drunk. You don't mean that. Go to sleep" you stutter in panic, slowly sliding to your bed. But, he pulls you back, holding your waist tight in his huge hands.
"Darlinn...I mean it baby. I really fuckin do. Please baby...I know I'm drunk but i really do love ya, sweets" he says again, begging for you to love him back.He's barely even stuttering now, cementing how deeply he feels.
Dean fucking Winchester. Begging for your love? You pinch yourself, thinking this is a dream. Before you even realise this is real life, he grabs you in, kissing you. He tastes like beer and booze in the most delicious way. Silky, musky, strong. He pulls you in closer, one hand in yours and one hand on your waist and he pulls you onto his lap. He pulls his lips away for a second as you pout, missing his touch before he starts to speak again.
"Darlin, do you believe me now?" He purrs softly, you feel him grip harder, more possessive but still soft and gentle on your hips when you nod your head, starting to cry. He keeps telling you how he's loved you for years, can't live another second without devoting it all to you before you pull him in this time and kiss him.
It's gets even more passionate, his tongue exploring your whole mouth. You move in a sexy symphony, mouths moving together in a harmony only you two could make together. He pulls back, waiting to speak but scared you will be pissed and left all needy. "Baby, you look beautiful, you really do but, I wanna wait to do anything with you. Wanna wait until we're totally sober and I can feel you doll, can you wait till tomorrow for me, sweets?" He whines, puppy eyes searching for anger in your gaze before pushing your head back so he can place whisper kisses against your skin. You feel your core clench but nod, wanting to be fully awake and alive while he makes you cum and see heaven in person. Your core clenches again at the though of him making you reach the edge.
He pulls you back to sit down on top of him, he's laying on the headboard as he coaxes you to lay fully over him. Your head lies on his chest with your legs covering his. Your body slots perfectly together with his in the prettiest line.
As your about to fall asleep, he murmurs "I love you, so much darlin" sleepily into your skin, genuinely and purely meaning it.
"I love you so much too, De" you slur against his chest, pushing your head closer into his musky scent before falling asleep softly as his hands massages your tense shoulders quietly, the massage freeing any worries you had of his "true" love straight away. You feel his stare burn into you as he looks with pure love and devotion.
β’ dads best friend!soldier boy...would love to dress you like he wants. You have no autonomy over your own body. He would always pick out skimpy pink thongs and see though pink bras (dark green like his supe suit if he wanted to show you off). He would loveeeeeee pink, pretty, short dresses with absolutely NO shorts or trousers ever, sometimes not even panties if she "restrict his access". He also loves having your nails and hair done + paying for them. Especially your nails cause they look so pretty wrapped around his cockπ€.
β’dads best friend!soldier boy...would love to mock you during sex. If you cry and whine? He instantly starts with his mocking, baby voice. "Aww...cryin like you can't take good dick? Huh,bun? But you were beggin like a fuckin cock whore a minute ago?" He coos while still rocking his cock inside you fast and deep, making you cry out harder. Ben would also just love to degrade you and be super mean + misogynistic, calling you a filthy slut isn't shocking from Ben.
β’dads best friend!soldier boy...who would actually love it if your dad found out about you two. Ben is so proud of you, how he was the first man to fuck your virgin pussy and make you cum, hes also so proud of how submissive and needy he's got you to be for him etc. Ben also knows about your daddy issues so he's proud of how he will always love you more than your father ever will, he even slightly loathes your dad for hurting you so much.
β’ dads best friend!soldier boy...would totally have a piss kink. He would keep you drinking all day, forcing the plastic in your mouth and funneling your mouth full at random times before forcing you on his knee and holding you down with his big hands to stop you from squirming. When you whine at how much you need to pee, Ben just mocks you, even playing with your clit a little and fingering your hole to make you leak. When you finally break, tears flowing from humiliation, he just chuckles and forces you down to lick it off (and if you dare call him icky and complain? He's forcing your piss-soaked panties in your mouth while he fucks you.)
β’ dads best friend!soldier boy...who loves to fuck you into deep over-stim. Like...he lovesss to fuck you stupid until your blabbering, gasping, rolling your eyes back etc. he just loves seeing you so needy, desperate and dumb for himπ
β’dads best friend!soldier boy...would love to spank you and pinch/grab your boobs. I truly believe Ben would want a chubby girly just so he could grab her love handles and use her as a real life stress toy.
β’dads best friend!soldier boy...who just wants to humiliate you after every moment of everyday. He just loves you embarrassed and dependant on him. He just wants you so needy and basically just a sex doll for him and (obviously) you always agreeπ€π
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Sam Winchester, your husband, is fucking huge. Like...seriously huge.
His body practically covers yours when he kisses you from behind and wraps his massive, bulky arms around your waist and you love when he kisses you, having to lift you up so you can reach his face comfortably.
He's always been huge. His legs long and lean, manspread most of the time to reveal his perfect, huge lap, practically begging you to ride on it. He has the most juicy abs, the most bulgy and muscly arms. His back is toned, muscles flexing as he moves. Everything about him is just huge. He's so tall, towering over your every move. It's delicious how small you look next to him.
With his size comes great advantages and his cock is not one you ignore. Its a fucking weapon, you can see it when he manspread, becoming you to come sit on him but you're too busy staring sweetly at his cock that protudes out of his jeans even when soft. When he's hard, it's somehow even bigger. Huge, heavy balls filled with cum decorate the bottom while a huge mushroom tip, veins prodding at the sides fills your vision. When you first see him your taken aback, eyes wide as you drool and salivate. I mean, fuck! How can that even fit inside you?
Now, he's got you spread open on his bed, pleading with you to let him eat your pussy. "Pleaseee, Darlin. One more taste of that sweet pussy...please. I promise I'll fuck you so good afterwards!!" His puppy eyes are just so hard to resist!! It's hard not to laugh at this grown ass bulk of a man, begging at your knees to eat you out.
As he's down on his knees, sucking your clit within a inch of his life while he shoved two fingers into your sopping wet hole, you see him grin into his ministrations on your pussy when he can see it's working on you. Hes stretching your hole so good, scissoring his thick fingers in and out, deeply kissing your cervix each time. His tongue is big, catching on your clit with flat licks. He stares up at you in admiration, this huge man, staring at you from between your legs and he gets harder and harder. You can see his bulge grow bigger and bigger, twitching when you whine or kick your legs.
His size is a advantage with actually having sex too. Him on top of you, your hands running up and down his body or scratching his back is perfect as you whine about how much you need him, about how much you love his tall body above you. he grunts at your whines of impatience. "Cmon, baby, gotta get you prepared" he excuses himself, knowing he just loves eating your cunt.
His dick looks bigger than ever, longer, girthier, so much that your cunt is quivering over the thought of that sized intrusion. He flips you over, face down ass up, with one big manhand. When he's finally prepared to stretch out your hole, he teases you. "Don't wanna stretch my girl out too much, do I?" He says, rubbing his tip in your folds while tapping your ass.
When he finally slips inside you, your hole feels like it's closing in on itself and getting tighter for him when he slides inch by inch into your cunt. "Cmon bunny, just a lil more. See why I need to stretch out your pretty pussy before we start?" He groans and grunts, pushing his last inches into you roughly.
When he's finally in, he doesn't stop for a second. Taking his girthy and long dick, shoving it deep in your pussy until it kisses your cervix. He goes faster, deeper, harder. Until he's slamming over and over into your cunt like the speed of light. When you start crying from the pure pleasure of his cock rocking into you, he immediately slows, rocking in deeper, slower thrusts. "Ohh...I know baby girl, I know. So deep, huh? I'm sorry baby, cocks just so big, huh? Cmon bun, I know you can take it" he rasps, getting closer to your eyes as you shiver and roll your eyes back.
As your about to reach the brink, Sam starts spanking you, leaving big red marks while he stretches yourhole out so wide with the filthest dirty talk."cmon baby girl, fuck yourself on this big cock, cmon, please" he groans, voice shifting into a whine near the end. He pins you further into the mattress and spreads your thighs wider, grabbing them and swallowing in them whole with his size. He starts rubbing at your clit with his thick fingers, loving the way you moan and squirm on his dick.
"Sam!! Im so full!! Your dick soo good! S'too much!!!" You whine desperately, practically impaled on his dick."Yeah? I'm filling you up with my big cock sooo good aren't I? You look so pretty on my dick, darling. Good girl, talking it all for me." he whispers in your ear before he drops the best part of sex with Sam. He pins you down to the mattress, flipping you over, before choking you, pushing your throat in on itself,making you pull in sharper breathes. Feeling his huge body pinning you down and grabbing you, manhandling you how he wants, choking you with his huge veiny hands and fingers pushes you over the edge, making you see stars as he pulls you back up to his chest. His cock twitches inside you as you clench around it, letting the floodgates of your orgasm finally explode onto his cock. With a groan, he cums seconds later, his dick sprouting out spurt after spurt of cum. It's so much, so filling. It spills out of your thighs, combining your juices on the bed.
He finally lays down, pulling out of you while dragging you down to his chest. He knows how much you love sleeping on his huge chest like a pillow, spreading out all over him. You run your hands up and down his abs rhythmically, mumbling about how much you love him, blabbering after that life-changing orgasm and still feeling dreamy. Sam massages your back, looking at you like you've hung the moon and the stars. "Did so well for me, bunny, such a good girl for me." He rasps, still pussydrunk. He kisses you on your forehead and cuddles you closer to him before you slowly fall into deep sleep.
