#justanothertart

Bucky woke up alone, his cock hard and raging through the lacy fabric he’d worn to bed last night. It was his new kink, wearing women’s lingerie and god, did it feel good against his skin. And it wasn’t just about how it felt on him, as much as how it made him feel wearing it. It felt...right. He loved the way his girlfriend looked in it when she wore it and one day decided he’d like to try some and see just how it’d look on him, and the rest is history.

 Wearing it underneath his clothes and their apartment became second nature to him. He felt sexy, beautiful. The way it shaped his ass and wrapped around his cock was a god damned work of art and he loved every second of it. Bucky even began taking pictures of himself in it and sending it to his girlfriend at work, hoping to not just turn her on but get her opinion on what looked good on him and if he should wear something else.

 Bucky looked around and saw no sign of his girl, and he really needed a release. He could use his hand, but that meant taking off the turquoise panties he had on and he honestly loved the feeling of them against his skin. Then, a thought popped into his head and he knew it would work and he’d be able to keep on the fabric he loved so much.

 Bucky rolled over onto his stomach and started grinding his hips into the mattress. He moaned feeling the lace rub against his skin as he pretended you were underneath him, fucking you nice and slow.

 “Oh...yeah…,” he groans, his back arched and his cock continues to fuck the mattress, “you feel so good baby...never felt anything better than you.” He moves his hips faster and grips the sheets tight.

 He gives it everything he has, moving his body on the bed, the fabric clinging against his skin making his cock throb achingly against it. His body is burning, the heat of his climax is rising, and he can feel his orgasm approaching fast.

 “Fuck, baby...I’m so close…,” he slams his hips into the mattress once again.

 “Cum for me baby...,” a voice says from somewhere in the bedroom.

 Bucky stops and looks over in the direction of the voice and sees you leaning up against the door frame.

 “Shit!” He sighs covering his eyes with his hand, his previous actions now forgotten at the thought of being caught.

 “No, please...keep going. It was such a pretty show.” You move over to the bed and sit down with a grin.

 “You were gone.”

 “I was making you coffee. You’re a pain in my ass before your morning cup.” You set the cup he didn’t see you holding on the nightstand.

 “You enjoyed the show?” Bucky quirks his eyebrows and grins.

 “I did.” You smirk.

 “Want me to do it again?” He grips his cock through the panties, his cock springing back to life.

 “Those panties look great on your ass.”

 “Everything looks great on my ass.”

 “You wear my lingerie better than I do. It’s so unfair.” You lie down on the bed next to him.

 “I’m a goddamn work of art!” He slots himself between your legs.

 “Yes, the fuck you are.”

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