#jackass4

This was such a treat to write. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. ;)<3

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Johnny Knoxville x fem!reader nsfw

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Good puppy.

Working on a Jackass set was hard work. Dirty, and very damaging towards your body. Being that THE Johnny Knoxville was your boyfriend. It came with alot of dirt and bruises.

Today he was out with his guys recording some bits for their newest installment, Jackass 3D. He had been extremely excited for one bit specifically.

Roller Buffalo. He had the idea stuck in his head for weeks. A pair of roller states in a Buffalo ring with a silly little dance. Only to be rammed by an angry Buffalo.

You didn't really enjoy the idea of PJ getting rammed by a Buffalo, but he was really stuck on the idea. Once he had it, there was no changing his mind.

He sang you the goofy song for it before he left this morning. Catching yourself humming it throughout the day.

You sat around most of the day. Bored. Walking around the house, watching television. Petting the cat you shared.

Gradually losing your clothes throughout the house. Leaving you in a small shirt and your panties.

Hours went by awaiting your boyfriend's return. Finally, at some odd hour of the evening you heard the keys in the door. Jangling and turning it open.

You immediately jumped up from the couch to greet your boyfriend. He walked through the door, a complete mess. His pink cardigan filthy with mud.

His blue under shirt tore up, and his white undershirt most likey being completely beaten. He surely wore to many layers of clothes.

He flashed a cheesey smile when he saw you. "Good evening doll." He said leaning down to kiss you. You giggled and leaned into his kiss.

He dropped his dirty rollerskates onto the floor matt and kicked off his Converse. He headed towards the white silk couch, but you stopped him dead in his tracks.

"You need a shower PJ, you're going to get the couch all muddy." You said a firm hand on his chest. He was a bit taller then you, looking down at you. He nodded his head in defeat.

"I'll go get you some pajamas, go ahead and start the shower." You said splitting from him. You walked in your bedroom, opening one of the various drawers. Grabbing him a pair of boxers and a pair of fleece pajama pants.

He didn't normally wear pants, but it was October, and he got a little chilly throughout the night. You grabbed yourself a small shirt and matching fleece pants. Along with a fresh pair of panties.

You walked back out of the bedroom, leaning down to pet the black cat along the way. Entering the bathroom, the water was already running.

Johnny stood undoing his button down shirt. He gave you a warm smile, before continuing his unbuttoning. You sat the clothes down on top of the sink, pulling your shirt off. You unclipped your bra, and slid down your panties. Discarding them into the small basket.

Being completely naked, Johnny looked you up and down. Giving a smirk. "Damn. I'll never get used to how fucking sexy you look." He said pulling off his white under shirt.

Revealing purple and black bruises littered all over his chest and stomach. He looked down and sighed.

"PJ! Jesus! You need to be more careful. I don't want you in the hospital again." You said with furrowed brows. He shrugged. "I'm alright sweetie. Just a few bruises." He said softly. You stepped past him, and slid open the glass shower door.

He finished undoing his belt, unbuttoning his black jeans, and slipped his pants and boxers off. He joined you, stepping in the warm water. You scanned his body, frowning at how battered he was.

Watching the mud caked on his body slide off under the water. He closed his eyes, running his hair under the water. You smiled watching him. He always looked so amazing.

He stepped out of the water, motioning you under. You stepped under the stream of water, and started to soak your hair. You shampooed and conditioned your hair. He watched your body movements. The way you brought your arms up to rinse your hair. He was entranced.

Opening your eyes to see him staring directly at you. You gave a sweet smile. You stepped back out of the water and grabbed a wash rag. Lathering it in your own soap. You weren't going to allow him to use 3in1. At least not when you were around.

You squeezed the mango scented body wash onto the rag, and scrubbed it together. Making the bubbles prominent. He turned his back to you, washing off whatever excess dirt was left. You went from his back, all the way down to his legs.

Scrubbing deeply to make sure he was good smelling and clean. He turned towards you, and you couldn't help but smile when you cleaned his chest. The way he looked down on you always made you feel warm and fuzzy.

You kept a small distance between your bodies, not trying to provoke his lower half. Though that never seemed to work. You cleaned his swole arms, and around his pelvis. Still ignoring the rather average body part.

Cleaning his thighs and down to his ankles. "Thank you sweetheart. You treat me too well." He said giving you a kiss on the forehead. You once again switched spots in the water. Though when you turned your back, awaiting your turn to be washed.

He did nothing of the sort. Instead grabbing onto your waist, and pulling you close. Feeling his now, of course, hard cock press against your back.

"PJ come on." You groaned. You always protested, even though you would absolutely beg for this kind of attention. You loved it, and denying it only made him want to give it to you more. He brought his face down to your ear. Hearing his soft breathes.

"You know you drive me crazy doll. You look so god damn sexy when you're all wet. You would look even more sexy matching the bruises on my body." He whispered into your ear.

You could've died right then and there. Your knee's could buckle and completely drop you to the ground.

He bit down on your shoulder, sucking on your soft skin. You let out a quick moan from the sensation. His love bites left you bruised for weeks. He lifted his mouth off your shoulder, and bit down on your neck. Again suckling on your skin. He rut his hips against you, his cock sliding against your back. His fingers were tight enough to leave bruises on your hips.

Dragging his lanky fingers and hands around your entire waist. He pressed harder each time he moved. Continuing to leave marks all over your neck and shoulder.

He turned you around and pressed you against the cold tile. Inches from his face, he gave you a stern look. His eyes locked with yours.

"I wish you could see how pathetic you look. Being marked by me. Everyone will know how much you love being destroyed by me." He said attacking your neck once more. His arms wrapped around your figure. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders. You tried to press yourself farther back to squirm, but you were cornered. His warm body pressing into yours. When you attempted to squirm, his grip only tightened on you. 

He trailed his bites from your neck and shoulders, down to your breasts. You were a breathless mess. Your legs trembling as he left semi painful, semi pleasure bites.

He pulled away for a moment, admiring the marks he left on you. You looked at his body, mentally noting every bruise he received. Wanting to sigh, but he came back. Attacking your lips.

You fought back, as his tongue slipped in. Both of you scratching and grasping at whatever you could touch. Every moment together was desperate. He reached a hand in between you two, the pad of his fingers finding your clit. Rubbing circles into your clit.

You moaned into his mouth, your legs attempting to spread. He moved his fingers from your clit, to your hole. Inserting a finger and curling. Lewd noises breaking free from your mouth. Once you adjusted, he entered a second finger. Skillfully curling them inside, pumping them. He broke from the kiss.

Admiring your breathless face. "Does that feel good baby? Do you like how my fingers feel inside of you?" He said in a gruffy tone. You managed to spill out a yes, and he sped up.

"You're so god damn wet. You're soaking my hand. I know how desperate you were to feel me inside of you. Even if it's just my fingers." He said using his free hand to press against the tile wall. Using that as stability, to go as deep as he could.

Your eyes were squeezed closed, fighting back spasming and orgasming on his fingers. "Open your eyes sweetie. I want to see how desperate and pathetic you look." He said with a toothy grin. You opened your eyes. His face inches from yours.

The lust in his eyes gleamed prominent. All you could do was gasp and nearly scream. Air was difficult to take in. "P-PJ I'm close! Please!" You begged. You never seemed to remember what begging had done.

He gave a smug smile, and sped up his pace. Feeling you shake on his fingers. He abruptly pulled them free, holding his fingers at his side. You gasped and twitched at the new found emptiness.

"You don't get to cum yet. You'll come when I'm ready for you to cum." He said sliding his fingers into his mouth. Sucking at whatever juice you soaked him with.

He got down to his knee's, trying to avoid the water from the still running shower head. He gripped your waist, trailing his fingers down to your thighs. Pressing them deep. He lowered his head down, latching onto your clit.

He flicked his tongue around you, and sucked on what he could get. The sensation like no other. Your thighs trembled and he tightened his ultimately tight grip. You were going to be beyond bruised and sore. You screamed his name, begging for him. He pulled away and was brought back up to your face. "Oh please Johnny! Please eat my desperate tight pussy. You feel so good!" He mocked with a smile.

The way he could belittle and praise you drove you insane. You couldn't even muster a response to his mocking. Just a nervous smile, your face red. Even after being together for so long, he could make you crumble.

"You're such a cutie. I can't wait to destroy you." He said giving you a peck on the lips. He could say the most vile things to you, and you would find it adorable.

"Now. Turn around." He said swirling his finger. You obliged silently and turned around. "Good puppy. Now lean down and arch that back." He said as if he was teaching you something. You again obliged, leaning your face down. You put your hands out on either side of the tiles.

Pushing yourself back a bit, you arched yourself. Ass somewhat in the air. You waited for his neck command.

"Such a good girl." He said grabbing a hold of your ass. Squeezing it tight in his hand. "Now. Spread your legs nice and wide for me." He said letting go of your ass. You spread your legs apart. Trying not to slip in the wet tub.

"Atta girl. I love a good girl who knows her commands. Good girls get a niceeee treat." He said placing a firm hand on your shoulder. His hand took up your entire shoulder. His fingers gripped tightly. You knew what was coming. Bracing yourself. His right hand led his swollen cock inside.

He slowly led himself inside. The feeling of him pressing inside of you, starting you up all over again. Once he was inside, he wasted no time. Immediately giving slow pumps. You were letting out slow breaths. Adjusting at the pace he was moving.

"Are you okay sweetie? Is this alright?" He said rocking his hips inside of you. You didn't respond for a moment. Unable to form words. "C'mon now sweet. Use your words please." He coaxed.

"Yes PJ. Please go faster." You said your hands slipping a bit on the tile. Trying to hold yourself up. He immediately took that as his chance to completely pound into you. Immediately making you gasp in pleasure. His left hand on your shoulder, the right squeezing into your waste.

The sound of skin slapping was echoed throughout the shower. Breathless groaning and moaning.

"God your pussy is so fucking tight around me baby. I can feel the way you want me. Desperate to feel my warm cum inside." He said picking his pace up. You moaned in response, pushing your own hips towards him.

His pace was killing you. Your gut building up it's walls, to be torn down. He was starting to slowly get sloppy. He was already getting close. He removed his left hand from your shoulder, and grabbed a hold on your hair. Tugging your head back. Your mouth agape. Screaming out his name. "That's it baby. Scream my fucking name. You're such a fucking slut for my cock aren't you?" He said giving your hair a tug.

Pulling your head back painfully far. "Yes PJ! I'm such a fucking slut for your...for your fucking cock!" You moaned out. He let out a deep laugh.

"PJ please. I'm going to cum. Please let me cum." You plead. You can feel yourself nearly falling apart.

"You wanna cum now? Hm?" He said nearly at his end. Cum on my fucking cock then baby." He said putting both hands on your waist. Digging his nails.

You fell apart right beneath him. Screaming and spasming. A orgasm washing over you, it felt as if the world went dark. You could hear Johnny's praising and cursing behind you. Unable to pay attention. Your body shook violently. Your entire body feeling of static.

Soon enough you felt the hot feeling of his cemen being shot inside of you. His groans of pleasure echoing throughout the walls. Once he had finished inside of you. He kept himself planted inside. Catching his breathe.

He pulled out from you, feeling yourself incredibly sore. Cemen dripping from your used body. You got out of your back aching position. Throwing yourself under the water.

"Are you going to wash me nowww PJ?" You smiled. He was still catching breathe. Completely worn. He shot a smile back.

"Of course baby." He said grabbing the same wash rag previously used. You were going to have a splendid time trying to urinate after the shower. Incredibly sore.

Believe it or not, fully written out, this took up 15 Google doc pages. This was super fun to write.

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Johnny Knoxville x fem!reader nsfw

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Who's in control?

Compared to your boyfriend, you were rather small. So whenever you tried to take any kind of control, he thought it was adorable but hilarious. 

You picked out your best lingerie for tonight. You were prepared for a rough night. Knowing exactly how you would get on his bad side. The side that wants him to drill you into the bed, leave you screaming and crying. Scratching at him for mercy. 

You slipped into a red thong. Completely see-through lace flowers. Your top was just as skimpy. Covering only the nipples of your breasts. Once you were satisfied with your sexy body, you dropped your old clothes into the laundry basket. 

Forgetting one thing you really wanted to show off, you went back into your bedroom. Slipping on thigh-high red socks. Just below the line of your thong they sat. You fixed yourself in the mirror for a moment. Knowing that later it would be used to Johnny's advantage. 

You stepped out of the bedroom and headed towards the patio door. Johnny sat in one of his favorite chairs on the porch. You slowly slid the patio door open, and he paid no attention. Indulged in the skittering squirrels in the trees. 

He turned his head a moment to greet you, and turned it back towards the trees. Quickly snapping his face back forward to look at you. His eyes followed your entire figure. Eventually locking with your own eyes. 

A wide smirk tugged on his lips. He hummed. "You look absolutely beautiful. What's the occasion?" He said clasping his hands together. You shook your hips, covering your smile with a hand. "Nothinggg.. but I'll be inside waiting." You said with a wink. 

You headed through the glass door as fast as you could squeeze through. Your feet smacked against the wood floor as you ran into the bedroom. You heard the door slide open, and back shut. 

There was a deep pit in your stomach. A little nervous for how he may react to what you had under your sleeve. You heard his heavy steps starting through the halls. Stopping outside the doorway. He untied his shoes and entered the bedroom. 

Seeing you sprawled out on the bed. Once he saw you, he shut the door. Locking it. Why? Who knew. You guys lived alone. Though it gave you a tinge of shock. It turned you on in a way. Once he headed towards you, you stood up. He gave a confused look. 

You pushed him onto the bed, having him land on his behind. He sat silent a moment, a bit perplexed. "What do you think you're doing baby doll?" He said with a light chuckle. 

You gave no response, just a glittery smile. You were going to have your makeup smeared and destroyed sooner or later. You stood before him, your hands on your hips. You leaned down to be set at his eye level. 

Pressing a kiss against his lips and pulling back. Pushing his shoulders into the bed, you laid him flat on his back. Straddling his crotch. Holding his wrists down. You leaned over his face with a smile. You pressed another kiss on his lips. Kissing his cheeks, his neck, trailing down slowly to his collar bone. 

Looking back up at Johnny, he only gave a soft smile. His hands that rested at his sides, grabbing the back of your waist. His fingers wrapping to the front. "Did you really think I'd let you take control sweetie?" He said trailing his hands down. 

Feeling and squeezing at your thighs. You shook your head slowly with a yes. He smiled wider. "You can't even use your words? Your mouth is only in good use when your lips are wrapped around my cock huh?"

He said continuing to trail his hands. Squeezing at your ass. You couldn't muster words. He always left you so quiet. Feeling intimidated by his sexual presence. "Mmm mmm mm... Quiet as I expected. That won't be a problem. I'll get you to open your mouth. You'll be begging for mercy." He said sliding you off of his hips. 

You were rolled onto your side, as he quickly scrambled up, pushing you beneath him. A knee between your legs, he towered over your barely dressed body. "You dolled yourself all up for lil ol me?" He said with a grin. "Don't move." He said scooting back away from you. 

You obeyed and watched as he walked away from the bed. Opening his underwear drawer. He dug through it a moment before he pulled something shiny and fuzzy out. Two. Shiny and fuzzy items. You knew this meant bad news. Walking over, he hung the fluffy handcuffs from his hands. Despite their fluffy appearance, they were quite strong. 

"They match your outfit! A cute little red." He smiled. He was always smiling. You never complained, it was incredibly adorable. "Maybe you'll think twice. Before you even make an attempt at control. You know who has the power." He said crawling back onto the bed. 

He ushered you back, pushing your head onto the soft pillows, resting against the headboard. He cuffed your left wrist to the bedpost, then the right. Leaving your arms opened wide. He scooted back, brushing his hands together as if he had done some good handy work. 

"You don't even have control over yourself sweetheart. I do. You can't even try to touch me, or yourself." He said pushing himself off of the bed. You watched his movements. Silently. "All you can do. Is pathetically watch. Take whatever I give you. Keep your pretty little eyes on me." He said grabbing at his blue flannel. Pulling it off of himself. 

Leaving himself in a white shirt. Pulling that off of himself as well, throwing it to the ground. He made sure your eyes followed him. His eyes drilling holes right through you. 

He grabbed onto his belt, sliding it out of the loop, and out of the prong. Hanging it loose. Once that was finished he undid his pants. Dropping them to the ground. The anticipation was killing you.   

Unable to touch yourself, or even tease him, you simply watched like a hawk. He kept his boxers on. Tightly hugging his bulge. He crawled onto the bed, one more. 

Coming up between your parted legs. He put his rough hands on your shoulders. Placing a soft kiss on your lips. You tried to lean into the kiss. Only bringing a smirk to his lips. As he pressed one kiss after another against your lips. 

When you attempted to deepen the kiss, he moved to kiss your cheeks. Kissing down to your neck. Leaving soft spots all the way down on both sides of your neck. Coming back up to suckle on your neck. 

His teeth dug into your skin. Piercing it while he sucked it. He would leave these marks on you. Then take you onto the set the next day. He wanted everyone to know that you are his, and his only. His love bites trailed from your neck to your collarbone. He would look up at your face from time to time. Hoping to get some kind of reaction out of you. 

You only took what you were receiving. Biting down any noises that may have escaped your lips. He eventually made it down to your breasts. Moving his hands off of your shoulders, he leaned down and kissed the barely covering cloth. Pulling back and squeezing them in his hands. His hands were of course a lot bigger than your breasts. Covering the entire area. 

He sat positioned on his knees. He pulled each of your breasts out the top of the strapless covering. Admiring them and squeezing them. Scooting back, he leaned down and took your right breast in his mouth. Licking at the bud and massaging the left. Biting down your moans, you watched. Bound and vulnerable. He switched breasts. Sucking on the right, and pinching your left nipple. 

Once he was satisfied he moved off of your breasts. Kissing around your stomach, and dipping down to your thighs. Kissing them and spreading them apart. His grip on your thighs were strong. The veins in his hands were prominent. 

He hummed lowly once your legs were spread. Just barely covered. He ran his hands against the red-laced socks. Feeling the material. He was such a tease. Leaving you bound, and just ghosting you with his touch. 

He inspected your lace thong. Admiring the carnations that were sewn at the waist. 

"I've never seen such a beautiful desperate slut." He said bringing a hand between your legs. He moved the thong out of place, inspecting your open crotch. 

Your breath was shakey. You couldn't stop him from doing anything, all you could do was take it. Of course, there was a safe word, but he's always been respectful. You didn't really know what he had in store to torture you. 

He brought a single finger down, feeling around. Pulling it back out and sucking it clean. Looking up to meet your dazed face. "You're soaked. I've barely touched you. Are you that desperate for me honey?" He said squeezing your left thigh. His hand other hand was on your right thigh, spreading your legs as far as he could. He reached his thumb down to your swollen clit. Moving it in small circles. Feeling his stimulation finally, you rutted your hips.

Unable to help yourself, you squirmed a small bit. "Awwh. It's okay sweetie. I'll make you feel good. You better savor it, because I'll be using you for my own needs in no time." He said pressing your thighs against the bed. Holding you in place. You nodded your head silently. Mouth agape. 

His pace on your clit was slow at first, gradually becoming faster and harder to handle. Holding back moans was difficult. Biting through your lip enough to trickle blood. 

You started to become close. Your legs shaking. His fingers were working you out, and it felt unbelievable. Once you nearly hit your orgasm. He pulled his fingers away. Giving you a sly smirk. You whined at the loss of friction. Giving him a frown. 

He slid himself off the bed, tugging at your legs, leaving you flat on your back. Your arms were uncomfortable still in the air. He positioned himself awkwardly, he scooted back onto the bed. Leaning down and licking a stripe from the bottom to the top of your clit. 

"I'm going to have to uncuff you. I want you to sit on my face." He said getting off the bed once more. Your stomach dropped. This had always made you extremely nervous. Even though he enjoyed it every single time. His voice was calm and sultry.

You weren't sure how long that would last. Soon enough having your face slammed into the bed. He undid both the cuffs, Rubbing your sore wrists. You climbed off the bed, and Johnny slid onto it. Laying flat on his back.

Your pussy throbbed painfully. Yearning to feel some kind of pleasure once again. Once he was comfortable on the bed, he ushered you on top. You carefully got onto his chest, waiting for his command.

 "Slide those panties off." He said hooking his fingers in them. Before pulling them right back out. You lifted yourself off his chest, awkwardly managing them off. Sliding them down to your ankles, and kicking them off. 

Once you were bare, you rested on his chest a moment. His hands found your ass. Squeezing it a moment, a steady look in his eyes. "Come on now. Don't be shy." He said pulling at your hips to usher you forward. You always grew nervous when this happened. Afraid you may hurt him, or move the wrong way. 

Though he definitely got something out of the experience. You inched your way up. Eventually lined up with his mouth. Your thighs holding his head in place between your legs. Looking down at him, he drew his tongue out. Giving a quick lick at your clit. 

You watched his movements, mouth agape. Soon enough his tongue was lapping away at you. His breath was warm against your wet pussy. His hands wrapped around you. You couldn't help but moan. Your breaths shallow. His breath hitched as he fucked you with his tongue at a fast rate. His tongue wiggled against your clit, making small circles. Leaning forward occasionally to suck at it. 

You couldn't handle it, eventually nearing your edge. Your juices slicked his chin and lips. Breathlessly you whined out to him. "Johnny- Johnny, please. I'm going to cum.." You managed to spew out. 

Johnny smirked under you. Not breaking his pace. "Cum on my face you pretty little slut. I wanna taste all of you." He said between licks and breaths. Your hands tugged on his hair under you. Your orgasm was out of your control. Convulsing and grinding against his face. 

You felt yourself come completely undone on him. Screaming out his name, his tongue continuing its work. Sucking on your clit. Once you finished, you sat a moment. Attempting to catch your breath. 

You scooted off of his face. A massive smile was displayed on his face. 

He licked his lips with a smirk. "You're amazing." He muttered. You completely climbed off of him. Your legs trembling. "I'm not done with you, sweetie. Trust me." He said climbing off of the bed. He wiped his face clean. Before pressing a kiss against your lips. 

"Come on now. Get on your knees. Right where you stand." You turned your body to face him. Standing next to the bed, you got to your knees. Eyeing his looming bulge in his boxers. Pre-cum spilled all over. 

"Now. Praise my fucking cock like it's the only thing you depend on you dirty fucking slut." He said bringing himself closer to your face. You brought your mouth to the lining of his bulge. Kissing the fabric softly. Kissing up his entire clothed shaft. 

"Who's dick are you so desperate for? Hm?" He questioned, pushing your hair back from your face. "Yours Johnny." You said continuing your kisses. "That's right bitch." He said with a small chuckle. Once he was the one being pleasured he wasn't as friendly. 

He always knew how to give you the perfect mix of degradation and praise. He pulled down the waistband of his boxers. His warm cock was free. Hanging down inches from your face. He slid his boxers all the way down, kicking them off. You waited for his movement to cease. 

Once he was still, you left soft kisses. From his tip, down his shaft. Kissing down his shaft, you reached his balls. Leaving soft kisses. He grabbed both sides of your face, stopping you dead in your tracks. 

"Do not. Move." He said letting go of your face. He lined his cock up with your mouth, pressing against your lips, and pushing it into your mouth. Your lips wrapped around his shaft. 

Wasting no time, he brought a hand to the back of your head, thrusting his hips into your mouth. He bunched some of your hair into his head. His grip was deathly tight. Each pump slammed the back of your throat. You tried your best to swirl your tongue around his shaft.  Tears forming in your eyes. 

Groans spewed from his mouth as he used you. "God fucking. I love fucking your pretty fucking face. You feel so warm around my cock." He breathed out. His thrusts were becoming sloppy. Though he removed himself from your mouth. 

He held your head in place, putting his cock tip against your lips. Resting it there. His mouth agape, breathless. You stayed on your knees. Your eyes locked with his. 

"I'm going to fuck you so good. You won't want anything but my dick ever again." He said running a thumb across your cheek. He let go of your head, reaching a hand out to help you up. 

You knew you were going to be in incredible amounts of pain after this. Your ass would be sore, and you would hardly be able to walk. "Alright now. Get on that bed, and make sure you can see your beautiful face in the mirror." He said standing at the foot of the bed. 

You mentally sighed. Knowing he would eventually force you to see yourself get destroyed. You scooted onto the bed, turning to the side, making sure your face was facing the mirror. 

Laying on your stomach you awaited further command. "Now. Ass in the air sweetie. Hands behind your back." He said grabbing a pair of the handcuffs he had used earlier. He grabbed a pillow, slipping it under your face. 

Your hands rested behind your back, as he cuffed them together. From behind, the bed shifted. You watched in the reflection of the mirror as he crawled behind you. On his knee, he sat just an inch from you. Smacking his cock against your ass. 

He sighed. Grabbing the meat of your ass. Giving it a firm smack. You grunted in pain. 

He smiled. He gave it another smack on the opposite cheek, evoking the same reaction. "Sweet cheeks. Look up." He said tracing the smack prints. You looked up, seeing him smirking behind you. Looking at you through the reflection. Your face was pressed into the pillow, making it hard to hold your head up. 

"Don't look away while I fuck you, or I'll make it even worse." He said his cock pressing inside of you unexpectedly. "I am in fucking control." He said giving a slow pump. His hands pulling on your shoulders. "You're bound in cuffs. Looking all pretty for me. Just to be dominated and fucked by my cock." He said giving another hard thrust. 

You grunted, a bit painful. He began thrusting in a slow rhythm. His fingers digging into your shoulders. His eyes watching your face. Making sure you didn't look away. 

His pace started to quicken, and you attempted to rock your hips against him. Receiving an angry grunt and slap to your ass. The sting only fueling your lust. His hands trailed from your shoulders, wrapping under your stomach. 

His pace quickened. He grunted and let out shallow breaths as he fucked you. Leaving you breathless and watching your own pathetic pleas. He groaned louder and louder.

 His thrusts became progressively more sloppy. He was deep inside, bear hugging you to be as deep as he could go. "I'm going to cum so fucking deep in your pussy baby. Your tight fucking pussy is going to be dripping with MY cum." He grunted. His breath was fast, and he was soon to become undone. 

"I'm going to fucking- cum so fucking deep in you bitch. You're alllll mine." He said spilling himself inside. Pressing himself deeply. You squealed out, feeling yourself be filled rapidly. "Yeeeahh. Good fucking girl. Look at yourself." He said with a massive smile. 

"Look at who fucking owns your pussy." He said leaning down to kiss the shell of your ear. Once he knew his cum had been emptied inside of you, he pulled himself out. His cock soaked. He uncuffed your hands. Climbing off of the bed. 

You rolled yourself over, trying to push yourself off the bed. You were incredibly sore already. You trudged to the bathroom, cleaning yourself up and urinating. 

You came back out, your hair disheveled. He gave a cheesy smile. "Was that too much for you to handle? I hope I didn't hurt you." He said pushing the old sheets off the bed. Going through the drawer for fresh ones. 

"No, I'm alright Johnny. I loved it." You said with a giggle. Finding your tossed-off panties. "You sure I wasn't too rough with you baby? You've got some pretty marks on you." He said getting the blanket set. Climbing into bed fully naked.

"Yess Johnny. I'm okay. I promise." You said getting into bed next to him. "Let's take a nap. Spoon me!" He said flipping onto his side. 

You rolled your eyes. He always wanted to be the small spoon after a really rough session.  

I'm alive!! Unfortunately this was very rushed, and I'm not entirely happy with the result. I do apologize for that. I believe it's still readable though haha.

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Bam Margera x fem!reader nsfw

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Lavish car

One of Bam's favorite things to do with you was show you off. Whether it was picking your outfits out, showing you off to the cast, or taking pictures of you.

Bam had recently taken up MySpace and loved sharing pictures of you. Showing his friends and whoever may have stumbled onto his page. He would buy you cute outfits to model for him.

This time around he had picked out some black short, shorts. Along with a skimpy black tank top. Your hair styled and brushed by himself.

He adored that the most. Taking the liberty of making you feel beautiful.

It was a sweet fall day. Bam's car was parked in his driveway, as you leaned over the hood of Lamborghini. Your breasts pressed against the shiny blue hood.

You have a sexy stern face for him, ending up giggling. He snapped a few photos with his flash, giving you a cheesy smile. "God, you're so fucking, sexy baby." He said smacking your ass, making you squeak in response. You got off the hood and opened his passenger door.

Sitting inside you leaned back, giving him some more poses for the camera. He snapped the pictures, telling you different positions he enjoyed.

He eventually sat the camera down. Placing it on the hood of the car. You gave him a questioning look. He stood in front of you. Your legs were parted, facing towards him, legs hanging out the car door.

"What's the matter Bam?" You said leaning forward a small bit. He spoke no words. He grabbed ahold of his belt. Starting to undo it.

Unbuckling it he opened his fly. You watched, confused, but not rejecting whatever idea he may have been thinking.

You of course knew where this would eventually lead. He could never resist a good fuck. Especially in his car or outside in the crisp air. It sent different types of pleasure towards you both.

He shuffled towards you. Still leaving a silence between you. You fully sat up, interested in his silent antics. He grabbed the camera once more. Throwing the strap around his neck, letting it dangle.

A bit odd. Unsure what he may be doing with the camera. Maybe filming the act. The thought of it sent shivers down your spine. He pulled his jeans down a bit, showing his purple boxers.

His bulge was tightly outlined, begging to be touched. He was just inches from your face as you stared straight at his tightened boxers. You leaned in close. Placing soft kisses against it.

Your lipstick leaving kiss marks on his fabric. Showing everywhere that you gave him attention. He hummed in satisfaction. His hands resting at his sides. You paused, looking up at him.

A small smile tugged at his lips. He left out a soft chuckle. "Take it out. Show me some of your sweet love." He said running a hand through your hair. His hand stays at the back of your head. His fingers tangling into your hair.

Not tugging or moving, just gently rested for a few moments. You pulled down his waistband. His incredibly hard cock lay before you. You began to leave soft kisses around his warm cock. Trailing down to leave kisses on his balls. As you went to kiss and please his tip, he flashed a picture.

You paused looking up at him. "Did I say to fucking stop?" He said in a mocking tone. You didn't question him. Continuing your love. Placing kisses in every spot of his length.

He hummed pleased with your work. Running a hand through your hair. His face displaying a small smile.

You finally took him into your mouth. Giving his head a few swift licks. You wasted no more time, dipping his cock into your mouth. His grip on your hair tightened. Letting out a breathy chuckle.

You opened your eyes a moment, pleasantly met with your favorite tattoo of his. The heart gram peeked back at you as his length was stuffed inside.

You worked away at him, at a decent pace. He flashed one more picture while you took him. Looking at a moment before dropping the camera back down on his neck.

He used both hands to force your mouth on him. His hips bucking into your throat. He only did this when he was really ready to cum. His cock slamming into you. He held your head close to him, emptying his load into the back of your throat.

Once he finished he pulled you off. Fixing your hair and tucking it behind your ears. "You look amazing in these photos. I'm going to need some more." He said holding up the camera. You smiled. As you smiled, he flashed a picture. This made you feel warm and wonderful about yourself.

Though not only warm in the face, you were warm and yearning for his friction. Waiting for his next moves. "I want you spread nice and wide on the hood of my car. I'll get those clothes off for you nice and easy." He said pulling the camera off his neck, and setting it on the hood of his car.

The butterflies in your stomach pounded. You had been together awhile by now, yet he still managed to make you feel like it was your first time again.

You stood up, face to face with Bam. Well. More so face to chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist, giving you a warm hug. His hoodie warmed you up quickly. Sighing against his embrace.

Though short-lived, because he began to pull your tank top off. Then your sports bra. It was quite chilly outside, but you didn't mind. It added to the effect. Once you were topless he admired your chest. He helped you shimmy off your pants, then your panties. Completely naked before him.

His admiration made its way to your chest. His decently large hands squeeze and knead at you.

You watch his movements, enjoying any touch you received. Soon enough, he was hiking you onto the hood. Cold against your bare body you nearly shivered.

He dropped his jeans completely now. His eyes fixated on your bare body. You lay somewhat spread, completely vulnerable to whatever he may decide to do. He dropped his boxers down, His half-hard cock hanging before you.

He did not remove his hoodie, so you would have to make do. Hoping you could slide your hands under it. Leaving him with tender scratch marks. Leaving you laying like a piece of meat, he trudged over a few feet. Extending the tripod he had brought outside. You hadn't even noticed until now. He lifted the camera off the hood and pushed it into its place. Adjusting the tripod to face you.

Once he was satisfied with the placement, he hit record. You should've expected him to record an interaction like this one. He would look back on it when he was alone in his hotel room. Mercilessly tugging himself to the sound of your moans.

You flashed a smile, signifying that you saw the camera. He trudged back over. Leaning over you. His hair hung over his face, and as he inched closer to your face, it tickled. He gave you a soft kiss. Then another. Then one last kiss before biting your lip and entering your mouth with his tongue.

Your tongue’s clashing together in desperation. Your chest squeezing against his scruffy hoodie. His arms caged you in. Removing his right arm to guide himself inside of you. He adjusted your position on the hood. Once he was satisfied, he guided himself slowly inside.

You winced a bit. It was never an easy task when he went in dry. The positioning felt awkward, but you knew you would unfold beneath him. Feeling the extra pleasure of being watched by the camera. The idea of him showing you off drove you wild.

After a few slow pumps, the pain was an eventual pleasure. Leaving your mouth agape, his agonizingly slow pace working away at you. His head hung low. The two of you nose to nose. Listening to one another’s desperate noises.

With a sudden change, Bam stood straight. Grabbing at your legs. The arch of the hood made it difficult, but he slid you further back. He spread your legs apart. Holding them on opposite ends Re-entering you. A new sense of pleasure washed over you. He didn't waste a moment

pounding inside of you.

He peered down at you. A twisted facial expression. The faster he went the more groans that escaped his lips. You peered back, mouth agape. Small desperate moans falling from your lips. His pace quickened, and you could no longer hold back.

Screaming in pleasure. “That’s it. Squeal like the little bitch you are. Getting fucked by such a popular man on such an expensive car.” He groaned. Giving a light smack to the face, you winced. It stung, yet felt amazing. He was always extremely dominant when he really got into it. His hair bounced in front of his face. The sound of skin slamming against skin echoed against the trees.

You were tipping the edge, and so was he. His right-hand letting go of your leg and attaching to your throat. His ringed fingers wrapped around you. He squeezed just enough, deafening your moans. “Say my fucking name. Fucking beg me to let you cum.” He said rubbing his fingers against your throat.

Overtaken by pleasure, and lack of air, you somehow managed words out. “Please Bam… Please fucking- Let me cum-” You managed out, little breath. He grinned. “Good fucking bitch.” He hit every spot that made you scream. Enough to stream tears from your eyes. The grip on your legs and throat so incredibly tight.

He groaned, his cock twitching inside. Bursting his load deep inside of you. Feeling yourself fill up, an enormous pressure inside. He didn't let up his pace. Making sure to stay as deep as he could. Emptying himself completely inside of you. He put your leg down and let up on your throat.

He hovered over you entirely breathless. He leaned down and laid soft kisses on your clit and hood. Kissing your thighs, and your stomach. He wiped his tip with his fingers, dipping them into your mouth. You accepted. Taking the salty taste in your mouth.

You were pretty damn cold now. Laying against the hood of his car. Uncomfortable to try and walk. He pulled his boxers up from his ankles, bringing his jeans up as well. Before buttoning his pants he grabbed his camera. “Don’t move baby.” He called to you.

You perked your head up a little confused but obliged. He walked over, spreading your legs apart. He shot a picture of you. Used and disheveled. “Now grab your breasts,” He said taking a small step back to angle his camera. You grabbed a hold of your breasts, pinching your left nipple. He shot the picture, satisfied with a smile.

“Alright now. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He said throwing the camera around his neck. He helped you off the hood of his car. You walked over uncomfortably and picked up your discarded clothes. He grabbed his trip pod and headed back towards the house. Following close behind, you were sparked by seeing the pictures once you were cleaned up.

This is honestly pretty short, and not my best. I do apologize for that, but I may rewrite it a bit differently at some point. :)

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Johnny Knoxville x gn!reader nsfw

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Hushed.

Shivers were shared throughout the van. It was a cold day in mid December. Everyone huddled into a small van that Tremaine drove. They were all on a long ass road trip to god knows where.

You were one of editors for the Jackass films. Being fairly new to the team. You took a immediate fondness for "Johnny Knoxville". Fucking on the first night you two met. Of course you two quickly became partners.

Fucking with eachother on and off set. Tremaine wasn't tremendously happy, being that he got you off track from your work. Though you still what you needed done.

You were all on a trip from California, all the way down to Pennsylvania. Why you didn't take an airplane was past you. Maybe it was cheaper? Who knew. You had no idea what state you were in, but you knew it was damn cold.

Driving had been going on too long, and you felt cramped. None of you really wearing seatbelts. You were all haphazardly just sitting in a massive white van.

Everyone was occupied. Either sleeping, reading a magazine, chatting among eachother, listening to music. The list went on.

You were wedged in with PJ and Steve-o. Everyone was really wedged in, but some had small spaces between eachother. Johnny was laid against the caging of the white van. His side pressed against the wall of the van.

You sat next to him. Your hand clasped with his under the blanket you shared. Next to you a couple feet apart was Steve-o. He was indulged in a book, listening to music. A blanket wrapped around his back.

Tremaine and Spike would take turns driving, letting more cold air into the van everytime they switched. It was some odd hour of the night. The only light peering in being lights from the highway. Most of the guys had fallen asleep. Though Steve-o and a few others stayed awake doing their own personal tasks.

Johnny sat snuggled into your left shoulder. You unclasped your hand and placed it on top of his thigh. You rubbed small circles on his leg. His arm draped over your right shoulder.

You closed your eyes. Waiting for your own mind to drift off to sleep. Though, Johnny had something else in mind. His left hand that rested under the blanket, inched over to yours that rested on his leg. He gave a small swipe of your hand with his thumb. Before picking it up.

He gently moved it, placing it on his tented pants. You could feel your lower half spark. Just by this alone. He didn't move his head, nor make a word. You took his obvious hint.

Rubbing your hand against his clothed buldge. Grasping it with your fingers. Motioning your hand up and down. You could hear his shifting breathing in your ear.

Steve-o gave you both side glares on the occasion. Noticing the motion under the blanket. He couldn't even be bothered. He puffed the blanket out a bit more with his free hand. Making an attempt to hide the motion.

He grabbed a hold of the button to his jeans, and tugged it free. Trying to slide his zippers down quietly. You moved your hand out of the way. Once his pants were undone, you squeezed your hand inside. You tried to get a decent grasp on him. Though it was extremely difficult in the position he was in.

He had definitely started to push the limits. He lifted himself up, and slid down his jeans a small bit. "My ass hurts from sitting so long." He muttered. He only said this to make it look less suspicious. Though Steve-o wasn't buying it. Only Bam and Ryan were sleeping now. Everyone else doing whatever they desired to pass time. The two men snuggled together sleeping.

If the guys caught wind of the activity, you two would never hear the end of it. Once his pants were inched down just a bit, you were able to get a better grip. He adjusted himself, sticking his swollen cock straight up.

You rubbed his length between your fingers. He took his arm off your shoulder. Bringing it down to your thigh. His long calloused fingers gripping it tightly. Snaking his hand to your inner thigh.

His fingers rested inches from the spilling heat of your body. He rubbed his finger up and down your inner thigh. Applying as much pressure as he could.

You nearly squirmed under his touch, but did not want to move. You quickened your pace on his closed buldge. Not worried if he came in his own boxers.

His breathing hitched in your ear. Small soft groans and breaths being released. You were at your quickest pace. Stroking him vigorously through his boxers.

You kept your eyes closed. Trying to make it look like you were just rubbing his leg. The blanket did most of the covering. You hoped Johnny's eyes were shut too. At least trying to hide the fact that he was being pleasured in front of all of his friends.

He bit down a moan, as he spilled into his tight boxers. The liquid spreading from his tip, wetting his boxers. You didn't stop touching him. Nearing him to beg you to stop. The feeling beyond pleasurable. As you finished your last stroke. His boxers were hot and soaked. Becoming immediately sticky.

It would be no fun cleaning them up. Especially trying to peel them off. He sighed into your ear. Assuming he didn't really want to cum into his only pair of boxers he would be wearing the next few hours.

Dave glanced over at you with a sneer. Steve-o giving you both side eyes. Was it too obvious? Hopefully not.

Johnny stayed snuggled in the crook of your shoulder. Drifting off to sleep with his pants still inched down. Steve-o turned his head, whispering in your ear. "That was real hot. Could I be next?" He said with a strained giggle.

Your face went pale. "Dude shut the fuck up." You whispered to him. "Sorry babe, just looked like Johnny was REALLY enjoying that handy work of yours." He said putting his earbuds back in, finishing with a small laugh. You just sighed.

He was definitely going to get a earful tomorrow from the guys.

I see you around alot! It was a pleasure writing for you! :) Hope you enjoy

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Johnny Knoxville x fem!reader nsfw

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Dangerous girl

Johnny finding you was love at first sight. You had worked along side Mat Hoffman. The famous BMX rider. You had quickly made a name for yourself.

Becoming a well known stunt double for BMX riders who liked to shoot for films. You could pull off some amazing tricks. Impressing anyone who came your way.

Of course you caught the eyes of Johnny Knoxville. Seeing your courageous stunts. He immediately wanted to take you to be apart of the Jackass crew.

You could do it all. Dirt bike stunts, BMX stunts. You weren't afraid to get hurt and dirty. Johnny adored this about you. He loved to watch you talk with your doubles.

He would always compliment you from the sidelines as you chat with whoever you filled in for.

As time progressed, Johnny couldn't handle it anymore. He asked you out on a date, and the rest was history. He had landed himself the most badass stunt girl.

You were head over heals for Johnny. Always looking out for one another. Getting so excited when you got the chance to do stunts together. Both of you getting a thrill from the danger.

Eventually you did less stunt doubling, taking on less movies. Pouring your time into Johnny's shooting movie. Jackass the movie.

You were constantly together. You bringing your dirtbike everywhere you could. You both finally had a day off to spend together. Of course you wanted to take him out, have some fun. Though he had other plans. Johnny laid his head in your lap. Looking up at you with a wide smile.

You ran your fingers through his silky hair. Smiling back down at him. You weren't sure why you were smiling. You just loved seeing his adorable face. Giggling. "What are you smiling for you weirdo?" You said caressing his cheek.

Bringing your hands back into his hair. Undoing tiny knots subconsciously. "I just love looking at your sweet cheeks and beautiful eyes doll." Knoxville said widening his smile.

You let out a small laugh. You both were hardly paying attention to whatever was playing on the TV. Indulged in eachother.

He leaned himself up off your knee's, and scooted himself onto your lap. Placing his behind on your thighs now. Sitting on you as if he was a tiny little man.

You didn't mind. He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a soft hug. He kicked his feet up and down like a little child. Pulling his face out of the back of your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your lips.

Before throwing his head back into your shoulder. You loved when he was vulnerable like this. Swaddling him in your lap.

He was like a little baby. In need of desperate attention. He was incredibly warm against you. Nuzzling his face into you. You rubbed his back gently. Eventually putting your hand under the back of his shirt to scratch his back. He smiled against your shoulder. Incredibly content.

He lifted his head from your shoulder to speak. "I love you so so much my sweet girl." He muttered. You sighed. Closing your eyes with a gentle smile.

Moments of peace were ruined. He pulled off your back and faced you. "I'm kinda hungry." He said hopping off of you.

You rolled your eyes following him. He opened the fridge, pulling out a slice of cake. "Seriously PJ? Before dinner?" You snickered. "PJ?" He pouted. "Why not Johnny. Or my sweet handsome boyfriend." He said unwrapping the cake.

"I'm sorrryy. May I have a bite Johnny?" You said leaning over his hip. He brought the fork down to your mouth, giving you a bite. He giggled with a mouth full.

He wrapped the cake back up and stuck it in to the fridge. He picked you up by your waist, throwing you over his shoulder with ease. "Seriously Johnny! Stop it! What are you doing?" You said tapping his back with your hands.

He didn't mutter a word. Throwing you onto the bed. He loomed over you a moment. Before attacking you, ticking your stomach. "Johnny quit it!!" You giggled kicking around.

You grabbed his shoulders to try and push him off, ending with you on top of him. Smiling in defeat. He gave you a toothy grin. Knowing what he did. He grabbed a hold of your hips, pulling you over his pelvis. He rut his hips up, bouncing you a moment. You stared at him squinting your eyes. Pretending to be annoyed.

"Will you ride me like you road that dirt bike yesterday?" He said raising an eyebrow. "You looked so sexy jumping that hill. The way your hips slam back down on that seat. Had to take a breather watching you out there." He laughed.

You blushed. You always blushed when he spoke about you. He could so easily make you puddy in his fingers. "Mmmm.. maybeee." You said pushing your hips against him. Sparking your core. His rather large hands rested on your hips.

He let out a shakey breath. Before snapping his hips into you. His clothed hard cock hitting your shorts. You pressed your own hips down to grind against him. He took this as a note to continue his soft bouncing.

You slid yourself against him, as he bounced you. His hands guiding your hips. Both of you not speaking a word. Small breaths escaping.

"Come on now baby. You're being a tease." He said deepening the grip on your hips. "You think this is teasing?" You said smirking. Grabbing the bottom of your shirt. You pulled it up over your head, your breasts freed. You didn't care to wear a bra when you were home.

His eyes widened. As you brought your hands up to your chest. Pinching your own nipples. You smiled wide as he grinded his hips into yours. You got pleasure out of teasing him. Not letting him take his hands off of your hips as you played with yourself.

"Dawwhh.. that's no fair!" He said pouting. You were growing impatient yourself. "I'm all yours Johnny." Those words were your worst mistake. Immediately sliding you off of him, flipping you down onto the bed.

He immediately attacked your lips. His hands on your naked torso. Squeezing onto your breasts. A knee between your parted legs. The other on the other half of your leg.

His breaths were already heavy. Your tongues attacking one and others mouths. He pulled his own shirt off. Leaning down to press his chest against yours. The warmth of his body filling the gap. You let out a soft moan into his mouth, biting down onto his lip.

"Johnny. Please." You said reaching your hand down to his buttons. Usually you would last longer, wait for his fingers to fill you. Yet you were desperate. You wanted him immediately. "Please what doll?" He said leaning over you. You laid in silence. Hoping he would just pursue you.

"Come on now sweetheart. Use your words for Johnny." He said kissing your lips and pulling back.

You shivered. The way he made you feel was unmatchable. "Will you please fuck me Johnny." You said quietly. "Hm? You want me to fuck you? I want your pretty little pussy to ride my dick." He said lowering his tone. "Is that what you want baby?"

You nodded your head silently. He grabbed a hold of your chin. "Is that what you want?" He said leaning closer to your face. You managed to squeak out a yes. He smiled with satisfaction.

"Good girl." He said sliding off of you. He quickly stood at the foot of the bed. Pulling his button out of his jeans. Unzipping the fly, and stepping out of them.

You did the same, sliding off the side of the bed, and dropping your shorts to the floor. Pulling your underwear off and dropping them. You looked over, he was completely naked. He gave you a smirk.

He laid back on the bed, propping pillows under himself. Opening his legs and straightening them. Giving himself a slow pump. His face smug. He beckoned you forward. You grabbed the lube on the bed side table. Squeezing a bit into your hand.

You didn't need much. Being completely soaked and ready. You wrapped your hand around his length. Lathering it with the lube. Before setting the bottle back on the night stand.

All to be heard in the room were eachothers soft breaths. You inched forward, as you lined yourself up with his swollen cock. He watched intently.

You lowered yourself onto him, feeling his cock slowly infiltrate your tight walls. You winced, and he held his hands on your hips. Helping you guide yourself down. "Sh sh sh shh.. I've got you sweetheart. Let me know if it hurts too much." He said guiding you down all the way in. Once you reached the base of his cock, you sat their a moment.

Trying to adjust to his length. Before rocking your hips a bit. Lifting them up and crashing them slowly back down. You were a bit uncomfortable the way it was positioned, but managed through it. Your legs on either sides of his.

Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders. His face buried into your chest. Once you became more accommodated to his size, you began to rock you hips faster. As you picked up your pace, he looked up at you. 

You looked down, mouth agape. He gave a small laugh. "God you look so fucking good on me. Keep riding me baby. I'm not going to last long like this." He said using your hips. He stopped you from bouncing on your on accord.

Bouncing your body on his pelvis. His cock repeatedly hitting your core. Soon enough his hips were bucking in you, matching your bouncing. This sent you over the edge. Screaming for mercy. Your body shook as you squeezed his cock. Your walls pulsing around him.

"God fucking damn. Already cumming? Does my dick feel that good in you sweetheart?" He said taking your left nipple into his mouth. His other hand going from your waist to your right breast.

You let out incoherent drabbles and moans as he slammed in and out of you. His tongue flicked around it, sucking on your ring.

Soon enough his hands were back on your hips. Pushing you all the way down on his cock. Holding you still, he overestimulated you. His cock slammed inside of you at a terrifying pace. Your nails digging into his shoulders.

Your pussy was screaming for peace as it was destroyed. His thrusts becoming sloppy as he groaned. "God fuck- I'm going to cum so fucking- deep- inside of you baby. You're going to take my entire fucking load baby doll." He grunted.

You couldn't speak a word, only struggled moans. As you felt your insides fill with cemen. Giving you a massive cream pie, his cock filled the void of sound with wet slurps. As he slowed his pace, he helped you off his cock. A complete mess of cemen and your juices. You both panting, completely exhausted.

Once you were off of him, you laid on the small half of the bed. Your insides dripping and throbbing. He stood up from the bed, stretching. "Don't worry sweetie, I'll clean ya up." He said reaching a hand out to lift you up.

You stood to your feet, legs quivering. "Let's getcha some clothes for a shower hm?" He said opening your drawer. Pulling out some comfortable pajamas. You both would end up watching movies the rest of the day.  Leading you to the shower.

Not occupied with the mess of himself, he washed your body with a soapy rag. Being sure to wash your legs. Of course he snuck in some kisses when he could.

Once you were both washed up you headed to the couch. He threw himself between your legs on the couch. Laying down on your chest.

You ran your hands through his wet hair, combing it. You were so incredibly intent. Feeling not only filled to the max, but full of love.

Sorry this is real short :( I wasn't sure exactly where to go with it.

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Johnny Knoxville x gn!reader fluff

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And Cut!

Being a young actress in Hollywood was an extremely stressful ordeal. Especially being on the younger side in the industry. You were working on a new movie. Diamond Eyes. A more serious toned film. You had caught wind that one of your favorite actors had been starring in it. 

Johnny Knoxville. The legendary Jackass star. Presumably long retired from his Jackass days, he was working on new movies. This one being one of his most serious films. 

You had the wonderful chance of starring alongside him. Seeing him across the set, your face immediately lit up. You somehow landed the main role alongside him. You both speed walk towards one and another

“Heyyy! I’m PJ! Pleasure to meet ya doll.” He exclaimed, reaching his hand out for a polite handshake. It was like meeting your childhood hero. “Pleasure to meet you as well PJ. I’m Y/N. I’m a huge fan of your work.” You gushed. He immediately smiled with his signature toothy grin.

“Oh really? Well it’s great working with you then. Always love the chemistry I receive from someone who understands and enjoys my work.” He said heading towards the movie set. You and Knoxville practiced lines for hours

Having a blast with him. You questioned him about his entire career, not just Jackass, but about the acting classes he had taken for a short amount of time. His previous movies, Rosy, Dukes of Hazzard. As well as his upcoming film Action Point.

PJ was constantly goofing around on the set. Whether it was bunny ears over your head during a shot, or messing up a line with a small laugh.Even through it all. He was a very serious actor. 

At some point it came time for the two main characters to have a romantic moment. A moment in the film to turn a major plot point. The two main characters had previously had a heated argument. Making up, and sealing it was a passionate kiss. Both you and PJ being a bit nervous. You and him had really been hitting it off. Reciting one and anothers line back and forth. 

When it came time to film the scene that you guys both discussed, it was just very tense. The two of you sitting on a soft bed. Inches away from each other. He glared at you with a look of hatred and passion. It was amazing how well he could convey emotions. Your eyes watery from the crying you had just put on. 

When the camera began to film, he turned his head away. Then back towards your direction. You locked eyes with him. A stone cold glare. He slowly inched his face towards yours, and you did the same. Not breaking eye contact. The camera zoomed into the two of your stern faces. 

No more space left between your two faces, his soft lifts press into yours. Holding them in place. Both of you fluttering your eyes shut. It shouldn't have felt so amazing, but it did. Basking in the moment. The camera continued to film, as he deepened the kiss slowly. His hand comes up to your cheek to caress it. The camera still rolling. You pulled away from the kiss, turning your face away.

“I-I can’t do this. I’m sorry. It’s never going to work.” You said standing up from the bed. “Sweetie. Wait!” He yelled getting up to walk after you. Grabbing a hold of your wrist. You turned around, a terrified look on your face. 

The director yelled “Cut!” And PJ let go of your hand with a huge smile. You were honestly blushing. His incredible emotions could be felt just by his touch and expression. “Gosh PJ. Your acting is just beyond amazing.” You gushed for probably the tenth time on set. He threw a hand out. “Aw shucks. You're not half bad yourself.” He said with an enormous toothy smile.

“I hope we get to work on more movies together. I feel like we go really well together.” He exclaimed, heading towards a table of drinks. You almost fell to the floor and screamed. Such compliments from him, made you absolutely crumble. “Me too! It’s such a pleasure acting with you Mr.Clapp.” You said taking a sip of one of the small cups of water

You had only been acting for around a year and a half, and was getting complimented by your biggest inspiration. Filming the rest of the movie was going to be a real treat. Absolutely butterfly inducing.

Not entirely happy with how this turned out, but I did my best. lol

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Johnny Knoxville x gn!reader nsfw

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Stuffed.

Johnny was open for everything in your relationship. Pegging? He was a tad bit reluctant.

"Aww.. I don't know puddin. I can only fit about two fingers up there. You want to fit a whole dildo in there?" He said laughing. For some reason he found the whole situation hysterical.

"Please Johnny? I think you'll really enjoy it!" You said bouncing on the couch. He furrowed his brows. Watching whatever cartoon was playing on the television.

He let out a exaggerated sigh. "I guess sooo.." He said turning his head towards you.  You squealed in excitement. Jumping into his lap.

"Hey hey hey c'mon now." He said giggling. You gave him a toothy grin, and dramatically frowned.

"I guess I'm going to know what you feel like after I'm done with you every night." He said clenching his teeth.

You nodded your head. Leaning down to kiss his neck. Your hands wrapped his torso. You left small pecks from his neck up to his scruffy cheeks. Pulling back to admire his smile.

Johnny brushed your hair away from your face. Bringing a hand up to your cheek and kissing your soft lips. He pulled back a moment. Adjusting his glasses.

"May I make a small request sweetheart?" He said rubbing your cheek. You gave a confused look, cocking your head. "What is it?" You said leaning into his touch.

"May I put the strap on you?" He said with the same lustful look in his eyes.

"Of course Johnny. Are you ready?" You said staring back at him. He lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his back. You took that as a valid response.

He walked into the bedroom, bumping you into the corner of the door. He was too clumsy.

He sat you gently onto his bed, admiring you with a toothy smile. "Okay Johnny, sit on the bed." You said getting up and patting it.

He nodded his head and sat in your place. You walked into the closet, grabbing a bag off the shelf. Inside sat a small sized dildo, and a velcro strap.

Your brought it over to Johnny, who sat with his hands clasped.  A goofy grin on his face. You couldn't help but smile. You were just glad he was smiling.

You brought your hips as close as you could. He unbuttoned your jeans with his large fingers. Pulling down the zipper. Sliding the pants down your legs. You stepped out of your pants.

He hooked his fingers into your underwear. Pulling them down and groaning. You stepped out of your underwear. The strap items hanging from your hand.

You handed him the two items, as he assembled it. Slipping the dildo through the strap hole. He brought it around your waist and clipped it. Making sure it was snug on your pelvis. "Damn. Might be bigger then my own?" He said giving you a playful shocked face.

You couldn't help but giggle everytime he spoke. "We can have a sword fight! Or touch tips!" He said undoing the button on his pants.

There was no way he was serious. He managed his pants and boxers off. His cock sat waiting between his legs. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his built chest.

Of course you gawked, even after seeing it so many times. You did the same. He had always admired your chest.

Once you were both completely naked, he stood up. Towering over you. His hard cock hanging between his legs. You backed up a couple inches, confused. He grabbed a hold of his own cock.

Tapping it against the artificial one. "En garde!" He giggled. Wiggling his hips. He was very much serious.. You played along, grabbing a hold of it. You tapped it against his own. Smacking eachother around a bit.

"Alright that's a enough, that hurts a bit" Johnny admitted. Not surprising it would hurt, but you didn't mind. You were anticipating filling his ass.

You grabbed a towel, laying it out on the bed. "Aw c'mon. I'm not going to drool like a dog or something." He muttered standing on one half of the bed.

You just shook your head in response. "Alright Johnny. Get on your knee's baby." You said walking around the bed. Grabbing lube. He watched your movements, then crawled onto the bed.

He moved some pillows around and got comfortable. On his hands and knee's before you he shook his ass. "Guess these squats paid off." He said smugly.

He was such a weirdo. He always had a crack a joke, even at a time like this. His ass stuck straight out. His face pressed into his soft pillows. You crawled into bed on your knee's. You pushed his ass down a bit.

Making sure it was level with your pelvis. Once you were lined up, you squeezed some lube into your hand. Lathering his asshole. Massaging it in, and around his meaty cheeks. He trembled a little bit. The lube was cold, and your hands warm.

Once he was lathered, you lined yourself up. "Okay Johnny. I'm going in. Please let me know if you're uncomfortable, and I'll stop." You said putting the tip against his cheek. "Alright baby doll." He said adjusting his knee's a few inches.

You hummed, pressing yourself painfully slow inside of him. He winced. His hips revolting a bit. You grabbed a hold of his his hips to keep him place. A tight grip, pressing your fingers into his sides.

You managed your way inside, holding it in a moment. "Are you okay baby?" You said rubbing his hips with your fingers.

"Yeah.. you can move.." He said lightly pushing his hips onto you. You pulled yourself back, almost completely out. Before pushing yourself back in. Repeating this process. Eventually picking up pace.

Once you could hear his desperate breaths, you found yourself at a fast pace. Plea's spewing from his mouth. Eventually you were slamming in and out of him at an alarming rate.

Screaming your name, and begging for more. "Please- fuck- you feel so fucking good baby doll.. please don't stop." He groaned out.

You smirked in response. Pulling his hips against you to match your rhythm of pumps. Soon enough he was nearing his edge.

His groans and screams filling the room as you pounded his hole. "C'mon Johnny. Are you going to cum with my dick in your ass?" You coaxed. This sent him over.

Biting down a moan as he came beneath you. His cock twitching and spilling on the towel. He threw himself down, jutting you with him. He attempted to grind his cock against the towel for friction, throwing you out of your rythem.

He cried out as he finished. You pulled out of his ass. Your dildo stained with a bit of blood. You unclipped it from your pelvis, grabbing the items you needed to clean it.

You watched as Johnny attempted to get out of bed, his ass destroyed by you. You giggled. "Can you walk alright?" You said wiping down your toy. He gave you a glare as he walked towards you.

Planting a kiss on your lips. You smiled softly. "Here. Wait a second." He said turning back towards the bed. Before you could question him, he had picked up some of his load with his fingers. Dipping them into your mouth.

"Thought you might wanna taste your own work." He said with a smile. You sucked his fingers clean. The salty load buzzing on your tongue.

You only shook your head, continuing to clean your strap. He rolled the towel off of the bed, and took it to the washer.

Your lower half buzzed, feeling untouched. You would finish yourself later on. Maybe when he was sleeping. You put the strap back into the closet bag, heading over to the bed. "Come cuddle me pumpkin." He said crawling under the covers.

This would end up being more then cuddling, being that you were both naked, and you were very turned on.

You crawled in next to him, pressing your ass against his flaccid cock. He gave you a smirk. Pulling you tight to his chest. "I know you're desperate to feel me aren't you.

Give me a little time, and I'll have cum dripping out of your pretty little ass." He said placing a hand on your stomach.

You shivered. God he had such a sexy way with words.