"What's that, sugar? You wanna choke on my cock? Speak up."
Characters - Lee Bodecker, Female Reader
Warnings - Oral Sex (m receiving), cum play
Word Count - 268
a/n - It's just filth, enjoy.
His musky scent filled your nostrils as you bobbed your mouth up and down his length. His hand around your throat was a subtle reminder not to look away from him as he smirked down at you.
This was becoming a lunchtime treat for both of you, some days he'd sit you on the edge of his desk, burying his face between your legs and on days like today you'd dutifully get on your knees for him.
You pushed your tongue out, licking at the underside of his shaft and humming when he hissed out. The smirk on your face shifted the mood and Lee tilted his head as he looked down at you, "What's that, sugar? You wanna choke on my cock? Speak up."
That was all the warning he gave you before he thrust his hips forward, your whole body convulsed at the sudden intrusion. You never took your eyes off him once, enjoying the faces he pulled as your throat tightened around the tip of his cock.
It didn't take him much longer, his pulsing cock laying heavy on your tongue as he spilt on your tongue. "Don't you dare swallow until I tell you too." He always played this game, thinking he was in charge of the situation. You waited until he was sat back down, tucking himself away, before you climbed into his lap.
Squeezing his cheeks he opened up the way you trained him, his hands gripping your hips as you spat his cum back in his mouth and tapped the bottom of his chin, "Now be a good boy and swallow."
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My hoe partner. Modern Lee Bodecker has been stressed lately. Work hours have been long and time together has been few and far between. You can tell it's wearing on him. And he knows you have been working extra hours, too.
Thankfully, vacation is right around the corner. And you've surprised him with a trip to Greece! That's why you put in so much extra time. He may feel like a fish out of water, but he wants to relax and have fun with you.
Why not go dancing and enjoy the music? And enjoy the view? All the views...
And you may be in Greece, but if you play your cards right? You'll be going to Paris. đ
words - 1257
pairings - Mickey Henry x Female Reader x Modern Lee Bodecker
warnings - this is porn, self indulgent porn. MFM threesome, fingering, oral (m+f receiving), p in v sex, some anal fingering, daddy kink, two hot men kissing. Basically PWP.
a/n - You see Navy you just get me, this is not a pairing I would have ever thought of but here we are and I love them. This was encouraged by @dreamlessinparis and @sweeterthanthis who also beta'd it for me but all these mistake are mine.
SMUT UNDER THE CUT
The sun was setting and the bass was thrumming through your body as you danced with Lee, the two of you glowing from a day on the beach and the light sheen of sweat that coated you both from the hour of dancing.
He spun you around and pulled your back against his soft belly, his hands wandering as you swayed together. He knew exactly what he was doing, applying pressure around your hips and nipping at your neck. You were putty in his hands, just the way he liked it.
Across the dance floor, Mickey Henry was standing on his stage, the last song of his set coming to an end before the next person took over. He loved to see how the crowd reacted to his setlists, he looked out into the sea of faces and was drawn to the couple in the middle. They were lost in their own world, his large hands resting just under her breasts, his thumbs occasionally flicking over her nipples as he kissed and nibbled her neck. He could see from over here how wrecked she was already and his pants started to feel a little tighter at the thought.
He hadnât even heard the next guy jump up next to him; he was lost in a daydream while he stared at the two strangers. Grabbing his phone, he went to the bar and ordered three shots of tequila, walking over to them and introducing himself, âHi, Iâm Mickey.â
The man glared at him and made a noise before telling him to fuck off but you just shook your head and playfully slapped the manâs face a little. You introduced yourself to him and he watched as you took all three shots, downing them quickly before kissing the man sloppily.
Mickey had never wanted someone more.
âCome on Lee, play nicely. Mickey just wanted to say hi.â You held out your hand and pulled him in close, swaying your body between the two men. Mickey stood in front of you looking a little awkward, his hands in his pockets like he was trying to stop himself from touching you, you took it as a personal challenge. You watched him closely as you circled your hips, feeling Lee getting hard behind you. Your partner's hands gripped your hips painfully as you reached out and grabbed Mickey by the shirt, pulling him in close and smelling his soft cologne.
Lee nipped at your ear, growling softly; his hands once again moving over your body. You felt him pause behind you as you slid your hands over the chest of the man in front of you, pulling him in close so your faces were only inches apart. Just as you were about to kiss, Lee turned your face toward his and kissed you sloppily, his tongue probing your mouth before he turned you back to Mickey and pushed you closer.
You knew you needed to take control, Mickey looked like he would never make the first move. You leaned in, nibbling on his bottom lip making him moan, a sound that had you throbbing already. Holding your face in his hands he kissed you, massaging your tongue with his own and only pulling back when the man behind you cleared his throat. You looked back at him and rolled your eyes playfully, grabbing both of their hands, dragging them both away from the dance floor and into a nearby cab.
The tension in the cab was thick enough to choke you. Sitting between the two men, each of them touching you and kissing you, you wished you were staying somewhere closer.
The three of you fell through the door, hands and mouths exploring, clothes being removed and thrown around. You pulled them both to the bedroom, smiling at Lee as he lay down first, patting his lap and asking you to come sit.
You climbed on the bed, not feeling the dip of the mattress behind you as Mickey joined you both. Gripping the headboard you leaned down to kiss the man beneath you, humming at the feeling of soft lips tracing kisses down your spine. âYou better make her feel good music man,â Lee says, gripping your cheeks and spreading them wide.
Mickey buried his face in your cunt, his nose nudging your tight hole as he probed you with his tongue. You let out a loud moan and turned your head to take in the sight of the near-stranger between your legs, you didnât get to look for very long before Lee was demanding your attention, âEyes on me Princess.â
Mickey was good, a little too good. His tongue lapping at your juices, fingers tapping on your clit in a way youâd never felt before. It was hard to keep looking at Lee. Every time you closed your eyes from the sensations Mickey was pulling from you he would tut and sternly tell you to open them again.
It didnât take long. You came hard and fast, your body trembling from the intense feeling. Mickey wasnât done yet though,sliding two fingers into your soaking wet hole and pumping them slowly. You whined, back arching and eyes rolling back. The moment he found the spot he was looking for he focussed on it, making sure to massage it with his fingers, while his thumb rubbed your engorged and sensitive clit.
âCome on, one more for me baby.â You looked deep into Leeâs eyes while your whole body trembled, an unfamiliar feeling taking over you as you screamed silently. You had the most intense orgasm of your life and you flopped forward onto Lee, slowly coming down from your high. âFuck, Iâve never seen someone squirt so much before baby. Youâre so perfect.â You looked at him confused, youâd never actually squirted before and you shared a smile with him before kissing him, his tongue still tasting of you.
Lee growled beneath you, his hand rubbing your pussy and feeling how wet you were. He got out from underneath you, running his fingers across the wet patch that was seeping into the mattress. You saw an unfamiliar look on his face as he looked at the mess you had made. He pumped his cock in his hand and slapped it on your clit, âDaddyâs turn Princess, show your new friend what you can do with that mouth and no cumming âtil I say so.â
You nodded and smiled at Mickey, looking back at Lee just in time to see Mickey lean forward and kiss him. Lee pulled back for a moment, looking at him shocked, you werenât sure how this was going to go. The moment seemed to last forever but something in Lee changed and he grabbed Mickey by the hair, pulling him for a kiss that was all teeth and tongues.
You watched them for a moment, your hand sneaking down to rub your throbbing clit and whimpered. Thatâs when they broke apart, looking down at you and smirking in silent agreement that it was your turn. Mickey traced your lips with his cock before slowly pushing in, Lee followed suit pushing himself in so deep you wondered if he could possibly fit anymore inside you.
Before either of them moved you felt Lee circling your asshole before spitting on it and slowly pushing his thumb deep inside, âNice and airtight Princess, remember no cumming âtil I say so or Iâll have to show the music man here just how desperate you get when I edge you all night.â
a/n - Lau, you are fully responsible for this filth. I hope you like it. This was meant to be a drabble but I can't help myself with this man. This is also my first fic in a long time so I'm excited to share it. Not beta'd so all these wonderful mistakes are mine. Let me know what you think my lovelies.
You climbed through the window of your bedroom, careful not to make too much noise and set your bag down. Quickly changing into your pyjamas and scrubbing your face with a baby wipe to take off what was left of your make-up.
The house was dark and quiet, perfect for sneaking downstairs and grabbing a bottle of water, avoiding the creaky floorboard and that spot on the stairs that always seemed to click underfoot, you made your way into the kitchen and sighed a breath of relief, finally getting a much needed drink of water you hop up on the counter and lean back against the cool surface of the tiled wall behind you.
You closed your eyes for what felt like the briefest of moments before the harsh bright light pulled you out of your relaxed state. Lee Bodecker walked into your kitchen, wearing only a pair of shorts low on his hips. You stared at his face for a moment before letting your eyes trail down his body, his soft belly making you smile. You wanted nothing more than to touch him, claim him as yours, but it wasnât meant to be. He was your dads best friend and the age gap might have been something you liked but he had never looked at you like that before.
âIâm guessinâ those headlights that woke me up belong to whatever idiot you snuck out for earlier?â Lee asked you, looking at you and tilting his head while he waited for a response. He smirked at the dumbfounded look on your face and shook his head, tutting at you and moving to stand in between your legs.
Your breath hitched at the intimacy of having this man exactly where youâve craved him to be for as long as you remember. The slightest hint of his leftover cologne wafted up your nose, mixed with the stale beer that probably accounted for him staying the night. You opened your mouth to speak but your voice cracked, you awkwardly cleared your throat and looked deep into his eyes, âDonât tell my dad, ok? I donât think heâll approve of me sneaking out my window.â
Lee nodded his head slowly, grabbing your bottle from you and taking a big drink. You watched in awe as his throat moved up and down, following the drip that moved down his chin and onto his chest. You itched to lick it off him, wanting to trace the line back up with your tongue but instead settling with the image in your head that youâll use when you get back to your room.
Just the simple act of being so close to you had your core throbbing with need, you couldnât squeeze your thighs together since he was keeping them apart and shuffling around was making your panties stick to your now soaking wet cunt. âEverythinâ ok down there sugar? Youâve been bitinâ that lip so much thereâll be nothing left of it soon.â Lee smirked down at you, placing the bottle back on the counter and tracing your lip with his thumb. He carefully pulled it out and slowly shook his head at you, pressing his thick digit into your mouth and pressing down on your tongue.
You instinctively wrapped your lips around it and moaned, looking up at him and hoping he didnât reject you. âLookâit you. So desperate for attention youâre sucking my thumb. Bet if I lifted this dress youâd be soaked for me.â You shook your head and his thumb out of your mouth with a pop, shuffling on the counter once again, trying to get far enough back to rub your thighs together and ease the ache between your legs.
Lee grabbed your hips and tutted, pulling you back towards him and leaning in to whisper in your ear, âWhere do you think youâre goinâ? I see the way you look at me, âspecially when you think Iâm not lookinâ and now that Iâm here, youâre runninâ away from me? Such a bad girlâ He was almost lifting you up from where you sat, his fingers gripping you so tightly youâd be bruised in the morning but it was exactly what you wanted.
You didnât want to give in too quickly, if he knew but never made a move then he should get a taste of his own medicine. Leaning back on the palms of your hands and looking up at him you smirk and raise your brow, âI just look at you because youâre so damn loud Lee, always talking like everyone is miles away from you. Maybe you should get your hearing checked?â Watching his confused expression for just a moment before he narrowed his eyes and almost pulled you off the counter altogether, moving your hips up and down and dragging your now soaking panties up and down his soft belly.
He smirked as you tried to hold back your whimpers, the moment you started to trying to move yourself against him desperately needing more he stopped and slid you back up. âYou can pretend all you want, I can see the fuckinâ mess you're makinâ of yâself." You watched his face as he trailed his fingers down your body.
Slowly moving over your breasts and pinching your nipples harshly, causing you to moan out his name. He chuckled and shook his head, âWhoâs the loud one now? Best be quiet, we donât want to wake your Dad up. Imagine how heâd feel knowinâ you were down here throwinâ yâself at me?â His hands continued down your body, slowly torturing you and avoiding exactly where you wanted him. Grabbing his wrist and moving it lower you silently begged him to touch you but he just shook his head and kissed you on the end of your nose.
He told you he wouldnât touch you like that until you asked him like a good girl, pulling your panties off and sniffing them loudly before putting them in his pocket. He spread your legs apart and admired your dripping wet cunt, using his thumbs to open you up and humming at the sight. âLee please just fucking touch me.â
Lee chuckled to himself, âSuch a needy little thing arenât you.â You wanted to argue with him and were about to but before you could get even a sound out his head was between your legs, his warm tongue lapping at you and slurping up your juices noisily. You were so surprised you couldnât stop yourself from moaning out his name loudly, he stopped and looked up at you disappointed, shaking his head and tapping your lips with his fingers, sliding them in your mouth to silence you.
It woudlnât take long for you to cum, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer, thrusting your hips up and holding his head in place as he fucked you with his tongue. You leaned back against the cool wall, moaning around his fingers.
He pulled back and stood up, licking his lips and pulling his fingers out your mouth. Wiping it on your dress and winking at you, âyou know where I am if you want to finish next time.â You watched in shock as he grabbed your bottle of water and left, catching your breath and carefully hopping down.
Hearing the door click shut upstairs, you quietly walk back up the stairs and stand outside his room, your hand on the doorknob for what feels like an eternity you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine and go to your room instead, you can finish yourself off you donât need him.
Opening your door you step in and find him on your bed, naked and slowly moving his hand up and down his cock, âWhat took you so fuckinâ long? Get over here.â
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a/n - hiii I wrote some more Lee smut, this is for @sweeterthanthisâ quote me on it challenge, my prompt was âsorry I never forget a face, especially when Iâve sat on itâ and I've highlighted it below. I have to thank @thicccsimpâ for betaâing this for me, sheâs amazing and if you arenât already you should be going to follow her and reading her amazing fics. I hope you enjoy this.
 You looked around the absolute mess of the house and wondered how you ended up here. After everything you had done for her this is the thanks you got from beyond the grave, a house full of absolute crap in a town you escaped years earlier.
You picked up her mail and drove to the town post office to ask them to hold it all until you could have it re-directed to your new place in the city, dumping all the junk that you didnât need in their recycling bin before going to the store to pick up some basics to get you through the week. Looking through your bag for your purse and not watching where you were going you bumped into someone on the street, instantly looking up and apologising when you were greeted with a pair of eyes you never thought youâd see again. He looked at you like you were a complete stranger, holding onto your shoulders to steady you before walking away and not looking back.
Watching him leave you couldnât shake the feeling of absolute shock that he didnât even recognise you, it had only been ten years, surely you hadnât changed that much? He looked almost exactly the same, he was a little fluffier but that just made him all the more attractive to you. Rather than make a fool of yourself you carried on to the store, filling your basket with food and smiling at the locals who kept giving you the sad side head tilt as if that was an adequate way of expressing their sadness for your loss.
Your mother had lived in this town her whole life, you grew up here, it was a small town and everyone knew everyone's business which is precisely why you left. You hated the small town mentality, finish school, get a job, meet a person, get married and have a few kids. That's not what you wanted, it's not where you saw yourself and being back home only solidified that for you.
Paying for your groceries and smiling at the store assistant you left, clutching your bag before he could offer his condolences. Looking across the street you notice the diner wasnât as busy as you expected so you quickly decided to have lunch and people watch from one of the booths, something you always enjoyed before you left. You sat down and ordered your food, watching the town move about their business, going from shop to shop no doubt buying food for their families for dinner that night. Feeling a pang of loneliness for just a moment you watch as he comes back around again, you canât take your eyes off him as he casually walks around talking to the housewives and smiling at them, tilting his hat and watching them as they walk away.
Just as heâs about to turn around, your food is brought to your table, the plate placed down with a thud. Looking up at Louise, a girl you went to school with, you smile and try to make small talk but her eyes are fixated out of the window and on the man that you were watching only a moment earlier, âHey Louise, howâs things? It's been a while since Iâve seen you.â You say to her trying to ease the tension and lighten the mood a little. Instead of answering she simply sneers at you and walks away, ignoring the way you look at her as she attends to her other tables.
Looking back out the window heâs already gone and you feel disappointed, rather than continue making up stories for the townsfolk in your head you grab the book out of your bag and eat your food in silence catching up with the story youâd been reading every night since you arrived. It's not very clear how long youâve been there but you know from the lightheaded feeling youâve probably had too much coffee and should make a move. Leaving a decent tip for Louise, even if she didnât deserve it, you walk back home thinking of what you have left to do for the day when you notice an unfamiliar car on the side of the road in front of the house.
You stand still and try to make out whoâs inside but it's impossible to see anything with the way the sun is in your eyes and it's reflecting off the windows. Instead of letting yourself overthink, you quickly walk to the front door and stop to turn when you hear a young voice calling out your name. One of the Henderson boys had been sent by his mother to come and ask you to come to a mixer at the church later that night, she wanted to re-introduce you to the town and the residents who you grew up with. You couldnât turn him down, he looked so awkward standing there leaning on his car door while you decided, youâd only have a few hours to do some jobs around the house and get ready but you thought you could do it so smiled at him and told him let his mother know that she could expect you and that youâd bring something along with you.
Time got away from you, it had a tendency to do that when you were busy, when you finally looked up at the clock you realised you were already late and the few people who were actually nice to you when you arrived would be so upset at your rude behaviour. Quickly grabbing a shower and putting on your least revealing sundress, you drove to the diner to buy a pie, groaning internally when you spotted Louise behind the counter. She took one look at your dress and how you had done your hair and realised where you were going, somehow this seemed to upset her so you tried not to make it worse and asked her to box up a pie to go, without making eye contact.
She practically threw the box at you, taking your $20 and not offering you any change, as you were leaving she cleared her throat and called after you, âHeâs mine, donât go getting any ideas. You hear me?â Turning to look at her confused, you shake your head and ask her to say it again, âSheriff Bodecker, Lee. Heâs mine, ok? Donât go breaking him like you did last time.â You still donât understand what she means, you only had one night with him a long long time ago whatever happened after that had nothing to do with you but Louise certainly didnât agree.
You nod slightly and agree with her, briefly apologising for whatever you did to her before driving to the edge of town and parking up with all the other cars. Music streams through the open doors and you can hear the laughter of the townspeople carry through, suddenly youâre transported back to the last one of these you went to before you left;
Dancing in the middle of the room with your girlfriends, you giggled and watched all the boys as they watched you. None of you would ever make the first move until you caught the eye of Lee Bodecker. He walked up to you, all confidence and swagger, the kind only kids who can now legally drink usually have. Asking you to dance and pulling you away from your friends he takes you to the middle of the room, holding your hips and awkwardly moving you side to side while music plays. Your hands are wrapped around his neck and you smile up at him âI thought youâd never ask me Lee, figured youâd just stare at me all night instead,â he chuckles and leans down, placing a soft kiss on your lips before twirling you around and dipping you. Your friends all cheer and you lean your head on his chest in embarrassment, feeling your cheeks heat up from the attention you both have, you decide to get out instead. Â Not looking back at everyone you grab his hand and drag him out to his car, climbing in the backseat and pulling him in beside you.
It doesnât take long before his lips are back on yours, only this time heâs not soft or gentle. He kisses you like heâs trying to prove a point, massaging your tongue with his and nibbling your lips as he desperately pulls you closer. You grab his hand and put it on your breast, over your dress, and smirk as he squeezes them like he doesnât know what heâs doing. Your hand rests on his thigh, climbing higher and higher until heâs breathless and silently pleading for more, âYou gonna touch me Sweets? Make me feel real good?â He asks, undoing his jeans and pulling out his cock just enough. You watch as he runs his fist over the head, moving slowly up and down, grabbing your hand and putting it on him to show you what to do. It doesnât take long for you to build up a steady rhythm and you hum as he pulls your underwear to one side and pushes a finger inside you, âDoes that feel good? Do you like it when I touch you?â Instead of answering you moan into his mouth, but heâs too distracted trying to grab anything to catch his release as it pours out of him.
Finishing up in the discarded Pepsi cup before throwing it out the window, he lays you down and kisses over your neck and collarbone, leaving little bite marks everywhere he goes and smirking at your breathless moaning for him. He curls his fingers up slightly and it feels weird until you relax a little, you almost ask him to stop but he has you singing and gripping the seat begging him for more. He switches position with you, pulling you up until you feel his mouth on you, you get a shock but the way he flicks his tongue over your clit has you seeing stars, almost screaming for him, he pushes a finger back inside you and pumps it in and out, looking up at you and smirking. âLook at you Sweets, takinâ my fingers so well, wish it was my cock but I donât wanna knock you up yet,â his words feel like a bucket of ice water over the top of you and you jump off him. Scrabbling to get away from him you open the car door and slam it in his face when he tries to follow you. Why does everyone in this town think they can plan your future?
You left that night, packed up your stuff along with your savings and moved to New York, which is where you had been ever since. No-one kept in touch with you after that and judging by the weird reception you got from everyone since you came back maybe that was a good thing. Walking into the church you may as well have heard a record scratch, you knew you were late but the way everyone stared at you was unnerving, deciding to carry on you add the pie to the table and walk over to Mrs. Henderson, apologising for your lateness which she shrugs off as nothing important despite her body language suggesting otherwise.
The mixer is terrible, you donât like a single person here but you know if you leave now itâll be all anyone talks about and you need local help to get the house up to some sort of standard to sell it and leave this town behind for good. You talk to Jerry, the local handyman, and ask him to come along and have a look at the house and see what he can do for you before you get the smaller jobs done. The atmosphere in the room seems to change suddenly as youâre arranging the time for him to come over, turning around you see why when you come face to face with Lee one more time. The way heâs straining to not look over at you is amusing, oh he definitely remembers you of that much youâre sure now, when he finally allows himself to look you wink at him and blow him a kiss, giggling at him when he blushes and turns away again.
Standing at the table to grab a plate since you didnât have time to eat earlier, you load up with veggies and some of the Mac and cheese that's been calling your name since you saw it earlier. You watch him, watching you, and pretend to be disinterested. Staring at your plate intently like it was going to tell you the winning lottery numbers, you finish your food and place the plate down on the side, checking out the corner of your eye and loving the fact that he hasnât taken his eyes off you since.
Tommy comes over to talk to you and lets you know that heâs pretty good at gardening and would love to help you out, offering to come over the next day to take a look and bring some of his tools to make a start. You smile and nod at him and offer to make him lunch as a thanks for his offer before making your way outside for a drink from the flask you had hidden in your little bag for moments like this. His smell takes you back to that night in the back of the car as he stands behind you, smelling your hair and tutting at your sneaky behaviour, âSweets, donât let Mrs. Henderson see you or sheâll tell the whole town youâre a bad woman,â he chuckles behind you.
There it is âSweetsâ , the nickname he always liked to call you when you were growing up, the nickname that always had you smiling when no one was looking. You turn to look up at him, taking a deep breath to take in his cologne properly, âCan I let you in on a little secret?â You wait for him to nod before pulling him down and whispering in his ear, âI couldnât give a fuck what Mrs. Henderson thinks of me.â You take another quick swig before looking behind him at the party and deciding to call it a night, kissing him on the cheek and walking back to your car.
Youâd been back at the house for less than ten minutes before you heard someone knocking on the front door. Opening it up you smile at Lee whoâs leaning against the doorframe and smiles at you, âWell, well, well, Sheriff to what do I owe this pleasure?â You ask him, looking him up and down before glancing at his face and smirking at his lust blown pupils. He doesnât wait for an invitation, wrapping his hand behind your head and pulling you in for a kiss, pushing his tongue in your mouth and grabbing your ass. You donât stop him, youâve been thinking of him since that morning after you ran into him. You pull him backwards into the house, he kicks the door shut and pushes you up against the wall with a thud.
Gripping him by his hair to pull him back you look up at him breathlessly, âStop, what about your girl in the diner?â He looks at you confused for a moment before the penny drops and he shakes his head, âSheâs not my girl, sheâs really fuckinâ annoying. Canât even go in the diner without her beinâ all over me,â he tells you, pulling you back for a kiss, grabbing your ass and pulling you up so you can wrap your legs around his waist.
âYou need to let me taste you Sweets, been thinkinâ of that pretty pussy of yours,â you moan at his words, biting his neck and licking over the mark. Pointing towards the bedroom, you suck little marks onto him as he carries you to the bed. Throwing you down and pulling his shirt off over his head, you watch as he strips down to his vest and underwear, fumbling with your own clothes before squealing as he pulls you down the bed by your ankles.
Kissing up your thighs, he never takes his eyes off you for a moment, âYou gonna let me make ya feel good?â You nod quickly and try to sit up but heâs faster than you, pushing you back down and throwing your legs over his shoulders, he places a kiss on your clit over your panties and smirks when you whine a little, watching you as he moves your ruined underwear to one side and devours you with no build up. You throw your head back and moan his name over and over, heâs clearly had practice in the time youâve been away and it takes him no time at all to have you cumming on his face, hands tightly gripping the sheets beside you as he doesnât stop. You try to pull away but he keeps you in place, firmly holding your hips down until you scream out, gasping for air as he fucks you with his tongue.
It feels as though you might pass out, your head is swimming from the overstimulation and you barely even notice how he climbed up onto the bed, hovering over you and caging you in, âI thought you wouldnât remember me, damn near broke my heart when you skipped outta town on me Sweets.â You look at him confused, rolling your eyes at him, âLee, we were together once, let's not pretend I was the great love of your life.â He rolls off you to lay down, staring at your ceiling and stretching out, he doesnât say anything, he just lays there, you swing your leg over him and straddle his waist, watching as he clearly tries to think of something to say.
âIs that why you blanked me in town? Because you thought I wasnât going to remember you? Well sorry I never forget a face, especially when Iâve sat on it,â you say, adjusting yourself so you were leaning over the top of him, looking down at his amused face. âYou always had such a filthy mouth? I donâ remember you beinâ like this,â you stop him with a kiss, grabbing his head and pulling him up. His hands grab at your ass, kneading it painfully before he rubs his finger over your tight hole.
You gasp into his mouth but donât stop him, grinding down into his lap and moaning for him, âYou gonna be a good little slut for me and let me finally fuck ya?â He asks, pushing his finger in and out slowly, admiring the way you open up for him. Flipping you both over he pushes your legs back so he can get a good view, spitting and adding a second finger. You rub your clit as he opens you up, moaning for him to fuck you. He wastes no more time, pushing his underwear down and spitting on his cock, âGonna go nice and slowly, keep rubbinâ that pussy for me, ya hear?â He waits for you to nod before pushing in, the head feeling like it's splitting you open, you close your eyes and take a deep breath, reaching forward to grab his ass and pull him closer.
Youâve never felt so full before, having his heavy weight on top of you as he pistons in and out, moaning filthy words in your ear telling you how tight you feel. His pelvis bumps your clit with every pass and it's enough for you to see stars, screaming out his name and scratching his back as you buck off the bed. He thrusts a few more times, his breath stuttering before he groans and fills you up, leaning down to kiss you softly. You rub your nose against his and smile at his red cheeks, running your fingers across his jawline, âIâm not fuckinâ finished with you yet, Sweets,â you look at him confused but watch as he pulls out, spreading your cheeks open and kissing your hole softly before sitting back and staring, âPush it out for me, show me what I did,â
Your whole body tenses, youâre not sure you can do it but when you see the look on his face you relax and push it out. It drips out of you slowly as he holds your cheeks open, you donât expect to feel his mouth on you as he cleans you up, gathering his cum in his mouth and leaning back over you. Looking up at him, youâre stunned but smile, not expecting him to lean in to kiss you, getting a shock when his cum coats your tongue and pulls away, âSwallow it down, be a good fuckinâ slut for me.â
Doing as youâre told you swallow it, opening your mouth proudly to show him. He shocks you again by pushing two of his fingers in, sliding them across your tongue and into your throat, smirking when you gag, âYouâre so fuckinâ perfect, Iâm not gonna let you go this time.â Getting up and using the bathroom he brings you back a glass of water and a damp towel to clean up, climbing into your bed and dragging you against him he kisses your neck and wraps an arm around your waist securely, watching you as you fall asleep with a smile on your face.
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Pairings - Lee Bodeceker x Reader, Charles Blackwood x Reader
Words - 1879
warnings - mild dub-con, fingering, nipple play, oral sex (f receiving), mention of a gun (no violence), Charles being a dick
a/n - This was a thot I had a few weeks ago and finally had the chance to write it (when I'm supposed to be working on my books). I am back on my Charles/Lee bullshit to absolutely no one's surprise. Let me know what you think âşď¸
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You were preparing dinner for your husband, the heat from the oven causing a sheen across your skin. He was due home anytime now and always wanted things to be perfect, it was one of the easiest ways to keep him happy.
The front door hit the wall as it swung open, a sign heâd spent the afternoon at the bar drinking, quickly making him another old fashioned and walking up to him you didnât miss the smirk he had on his face. âWe have a guest coming over tonight, make sure youâre prepared for me and be a good girl.âÂ
Your nerves prickled, sending a shiver up your spine. You didnât know what he wanted, usually, it meant preparing drinks and being a dutiful wife, attentive but silent. You quickly went upstairs to freshen up, putting on the red lipstick Charles bought you from Milan and pinning your hair up in place. Spritzing on some rose-scented perfume before slipping on your best dinner dress.
You were so busy worrying about shoes you missed your husband leaning against the doorframe watching you carefully. You heard him whistle at your appearance and quickly adjusted your posture, turning to face him with a smile, âIs this ok?â He nodded and crooked his finger, beckoning you towards him.Â
Taking the small steps across the room and standing in front of him you watched as he inspected you from head to toe, burying his face in your neck and breathing in the scent of your newly applied perfume. âPerfect, thereâs just one thing I need to check. You know the drill.â He bent down in front of you, trailing his fingers up your bare legs and under the full skirt of your dress. They skimmed over the top of your thighs before he cupped your mound, one finger exploring between your curls and tapping your clit.
He stayed like that for what felt like hours, gently tapping and teasing you, knowing exactly how to get you worked up before he stood up and pushed his finger into your mouth, humming as you sucked it clean, leaving an imprint of your lip colour behind. He smirked and leaned forward, whispering in your ear, âwe know where I want this lipstick, maybe if youâre a good girl for me you can give me what I want later.â
With that, he left the room and you quickly reapplied your makeup before scurrying downstairs to make a batch of cocktails for your forthcoming guests.Â
There was a firm knock at the door, youâd never heard one so loud before and it made you jump. Charles rolled his eyes at you, slapping your butt and telling you to pour some drinks while he welcomed your guest.Â
You cut up a lemon, adding it to a glass with ice and poured over the freshly made Tom Collins, having a small dram of gin to ease your nerves before making yourself a virgin version. You couldnât handle your liquor quite as well as everyone else and couldnât risk upsetting Charles tonight.Â
The booming voice of the Sheriff echoed through the house, as he let himself into the reception room and sat down with a huff. You were alarmed at how quickly he made himself at home, helping himself to the candy in the bowl on the side.Â
You passed him and Charles both a drink and excused yourself to check the food was still ok to serve. Stirring the sauce and breathing a sigh of relief you start to plate up, getting out your fancy dinnerware and putting some beers in the fridge for later.
You were just about finished when you heard the menâs raised voices and cross words in the other room, quickly followed by Charles calling your name. Assuming his glass had run dry you grab the pitcher on your way and smile as you enter the room.Â
Charles was attempting to conceal his anger, the telltale signs of rage blossoming as a red across his throat and up to his cheeks. You looked at both men, quietly topping up their glasses, noticing the Sheriff hadnât drunk much of his at all.Â
He smiled at you and looked you up and down, his eyes hovering around your chest a touch too long before winking at you and sitting back, his legs spread wide and arm thrown across the back of the chair.Â
Charles surprised you by suddenly standing close behind you, his hands gripping your hips tightly. âHow about we come to an arrangement, Sheriff? I see how you look at my little dove here, maybe you have a little fun with her and all the charges against me just go away?â
Your stomach lurched, he couldnât possibly be suggesting you sleep with this almost stranger. You tried to turn and look at him in protest but he brought his hand up to your face, gripping your chin and forcing you to look at the man in front of you. The look on the Sheriffâs face surprised you, he slowly smirked at you, licking his bottom lip and raising an eyebrow, âWhat about what the little lady wants?âÂ
Before you could answer you heard a sneer behind you, Charles gripped the hem of your skirt and slowly lifted it, âLetâs see how she feels about it shall we?â Before you could stop him he had exposed you, the Sheriff was leaning forward, his elbows on his knees as he took in the sight in front of him.Â
Charles swiped his finger through your folds, humming as he felt how wet you were, he brought his finger up to your mouth and smeared your juices across your bottom lip, smudging your lipstick. âI think she likes this idea more than she wants to admit.âÂ
His hand travelled back down your body, he took two fingers and spread your pussy open, âTake a good look at her, see how excited she is already?â You closed your eyes as the shame washed over you, you felt how your pussy quivered under the eyes of the Sheriff, clenching around nothing as his thumb swiped over your clit gently.Â
âYou like that Princess? Like it when Daddy touches you here?â You couldnât stop the moan that fell out of your mouth, nodding your head and grabbing his wrist to keep it in place as he teased you. Charles hummed in delight and walked away, taking a seat behind you both. You watched him sit down and wink at you before Lee pulled you into his lap.
His hand remained under your skirt, his thumb continuing to rub your clit softly, a feeling that drove you mad. You looked at him closely for the first time, taking in the beautiful features on his face. His plump lips looked so inviting and you couldnât help yourself, you leaned in and kissed him, your tongue softly lapping at his bottom lip begging for more. His free hand wrapped around the back of your head and he kissed you roughly, thrusting his tongue into your mouth and speeding up his rhythm on your clit.Â
You moaned into his mouth and rolled your hips desperate for more but instead, he stopped, squeezing your hip and rubbing his nose against yours. You couldnât stop the whine that left your mouth, chasing his lips for more. âSeems like your wife here is a needy little thing. Whatâs wrong Blackwood? Canât satisfy her? Seems like she needs a real man to show her how itâs done.âÂ
You didnât even have time to protest before he flipped you both round, your back hitting the soft cushions of the sofa and knocking the air out of your lungs. âLetâs see what weâre working with shall we?â He helped you out of your dress, throwing it towards Charles and looked down at your shivering form. The chill in the air causing your nipples to harden, Lee growled low under his breath before taking one of them in his mouth, his hand teasing the other.
You had never felt anything quite like it before, Charles often just took what he needed and forced you to finish yourself off while he cleaned up in the bathroom. Lee however was taking his time, you were getting so worked up you had no idea it could feel like this.Â
Arching your back and begging him for more, your hand ran through the soft fluff of his hair gripping it at the root and causing him to moan. He looked up at you, watching your face as he swapped nipples, teasing you with the firm tip of his tongue. You felt his thigh pressing against you and instinctively moved your hips, grinding down and leaving a wet patch on his uniform.Â
Charles cleared his throat across the other side of the room and you stopped, turning your head towards him not able to make eye contact. He looked so angry, despite the tent in his trousers, this was his idea and you were doing what your husband wanted. He stood up and didnât manage to take even one step towards you both before Lee had his gun pointed at him, âSit down Blackwood, the grown-ups are having fun over here.â
You sniggered, hiding your face behind your hand before either of them noticed, Lee holstered his gun and moved your hands away. âLetâs have some real fun, Princess.â He kissed down your body slowly, mapping out your sensitive spots and focusing on them where he could before he stopped between your legs.
Pushing your legs wider you watched him lick his lips before he dipped his head down. He licked and slurped at your pussy, holding your legs back with his shoulders as his fingers pinched your nipples. The sensations were overwhelming, like nothing youâd ever felt before, and you couldnât help but moan loudly.Â
Looking over at Charles, he was sitting watching you with an almost feral look on his face. He squeezed his cock with one hand, the other gripping the cushion beneath him. You couldnât watch him for too long, an unfamiliar feeling built up inside you quickly, a rush of wetness gushed out of you as you saw stars. Your whole body was quivering, your breathing was heavy and you whimpered.Â
Lee sat up and looked down at you proudly, he was a messy eater and you were shocked by the sheen covering his face. You were even more shocked when he leaned over you and gripped your cheeks in one of his large hands before kissing you. He pushed his tongue into your mouth, massaging your tongue with his before pulling back and sucking on your bottom lip.Â
He stood up and took one last look at you, laid out on the sofa catching your breath before turning back to Charles. âI got her all warmed up for ya, donât let her down again.â
Charles stood and walked over to you as Lee left, taking in your trembling body and whistling. He leaned in to kiss you but you pushed him away, shaking your head and walking to the bathroom, you half-turned back to him and looked him up and down, âI think we have a lot to talk about donât you Blackwood.â
Part 2? I have something in mind for them Lee and Reader
a/n - This is just utter filth, literally pwp. I am submitting it to @buckyownsmylife new first anniversary writing challenge. This fic was partially started in Discord last night and my lovelies asked me to write it so here we are. I know the gif is Bucky but I swear I've used all the Lee gifs so I'm moving on, don't be mad at me. It has been betaâd by my new wifey @bitterqueenofhearts who is amazing but any mistakes you see are my fault. If you are under 18 then you shouldn't even be here dude, please kindly scroll on by. Let me know what you think.
You were at a party drinking with your friends when, as usual, things got a little out of control. The Henderson brothers were causing trouble, getting into fights and smashing anything they could pick up. Looking at your best friend Amy you both gave each other the âlets goâ signal, but before you make it out the door you hear the police sirens, groaning at what you know is going to happen next. You both take a seat on the porch swing and watch the people around you scatter like cockroaches.
You were all of legal drinking age and technically hadnât done anything wrong, although Deanâs parents might disagree when they see the damage left behind. You both sat back and waited. Watching the familiar figure of the Sheriff approach, Amy jumps up. âDaddy, you here to take us home? Our ride appears to have vanished.â
He scowls at the two of you, shaking his head and tutting. He walks inside without saying a word and assess the damage, turning to both of you to ask what happened. You both profess to know nothing, telling him truthfully that you were actually planning on leaving when he arrived. He points to the car across the street and gives you the keys to get in.
You climb in the back seat together and giggle about the boys at the party, none of them really caught your eye. Youâd always preferred older men, and itâs just a shame that older men donât usually look twice at you. Looking past your friend and watching her dad through the car window you squeeze your thighs together, trying to ease the throbbing you feel in your core. It doesnât help much, but it means you can focus on whatever it is sheâs talking about now.
Lee climbs in the front seat and winks at you in the rear view mirror, smirking when you bite your lip to suppress your smile. You try your best to ignore him throughout the journey, but he keeps looking at you in the mirror and distracting you. As you pull up to their house, Amy asks if youâll stay over for the night but you have work in the morning and need to get home. Lee says heâll drop you off, so you wave to Amy and move to sit in the passenger seat this time so you can direct him to your place.
Pulling up to your new apartment, you thank him and smile as you get out of the car, fishing your keys out from the bottom of your bag as you climb up the steps to the door. You turn back when you hear the car door close and get a fright when you see Lee, marching towards you with a look on his face you donât recognise. He cages you in at your front door, looking down at you and enjoying feeling you squirm against him.
âI didnât know you had a new place, finally moved out and acting like a big girl, huh? I think I should take a look around, make sure itâs safe for you. Iâm sure your Pops would be grateful.â You nod your head and turn, opening the door and climbing up the stairs to your little home. There wasnât much to it, just a big room with a bed, a few chairs, a tiny kitchen and a separate bathroom.
You sit on your bed and watch as he checks all the windows and looks around at your things. âWhat were you thinking wearing that little dress tonight? Were you hoping youâd bring someone back and have five minutes of mediocre sex? I thought you were smarter than that.â He sits down next to you on the bed and places his hand on your knee, his fingers rubbing a pattern that sets you on fire.
He looks around the room once again and sees something shiny sticking out of the drawer on your bedside table, you follow his line of vision and your eyes widen. The box of condoms sticking out of the drawer is not what you want him to see, and even worse, he tells you to stand and pass the box to him.
âPlease, Lee, donât do this. Iâm an adult now and I donât have to do what you ask. Now youâve taken a look around please feel free to show yourself out.â
As you turn to walk away he grabs your wrist and pulls you back to him, making you stand between his thighs and running his hands up and down your back. âSuch a big girl are you? I wonder how you would feel if I had to teach you a lesson about respecting your elders? Especially the ones who are trying to make sure youâre safe.â
You whine as his hands travel down your body, gripping your ass firmly and kneading it, spreading the cheeks apart and squeezing until you gasp. âWhatâs wrong, Princess? I thought you were a grown up now, surely you can handle a little massage?â
Gripping his shoulders you miss what he says, trying to breathe deeply so he doesnât know how effected you are by his hands on you.
âI told you to get over my lap Princess, donât make me wait any longer.â You shake your head and look down at him, heâs absolutely serious. Patting his thick thighs and raising his eyebrow, challenging you to defy him. You take a deep breath and lay over him, gasping when you feel him move your dress up and rub over your white cotton panties.ou can feel how wet you are and you know thereâs a wet patch soaked through. Without warning he slaps the back of your thigh and chuckles when you squirm against him, hissing as he rubs over the now hot skin. âCount for me, Princess.â Slapping the skin just under your ass, you moan out the number two and grip his thigh as you squirm again.
He grips your cheeks once again, pulling them apart and gripping them firmly. âYou know what, I think these little panties might be in the way.â He rips them off you before you can stop him, bringing them up to his face and inhaling the scent on them. âFuck Princess, you smell amazing. These belong to me now.â He says, stuffing them into the side pocket of his trousers and looking back down at you âlets see, what we have here now?â
His thick hands once again kneading and spreading you apart, he hums to himself when he notices how wet you are and drags his fingers through your slick. Listening as you whine for him, he licks his lips and rubs harder, showing your clit no mercy, the sounds you make have him rock hard.
Stopping for a moment, he waits, listening for your reaction and smirking when you beg for him. âWhatâs that? You want my fingers back? You know how to ask for them, you little slut.â He waits for your answer, but when you donât respond he spanks you and admires the jiggle when his hand hits your ass. âYou know if you donât tell Daddy what you want heâs gonna leave you here all alone.â
You push your ass up and wiggle it, silently begging for more. Normally he wouldnât be so cruel, but he knows you eye fuck him whenever you see him in the uniform. He sees when you clench your thighs together, he even knows that you stare at his hands when you think heâs not watching, biting your lip and probably imaging all the ways he could use them on you.
âBe a good little whore for me and you can have what you want.â He slides his hands over your legs, scratching and nipping at you, enjoying the whimpering heâs causing. âOk, I guess you donât want it then. I thought you were going to be good for Daddy, but I suppose I was wrong.â
He hears something so faint he almost misses it. Grabbing your hair in his fist, he pulls you up. âFuck, Daddy. Please. I need your hands on me.â Grinning at you and letting go of your hair, he pushes two thick fingers deep inside you, curling them and rubbing them over a spot you didnât even know existed.
âSo fucking tight for me. Youâre the perfect little whore, arenât you? I think you need more than my fingers, though. Donât you?â You moan as he keeps moving his fingers in and out of you, feeling your juices dripping and leaving a wet patch on his thighs.
Your eyes roll into the back of your head and you almost miss the moment he spits on your tight puckered hole, circling his thumb around it. You make a deep groan from the base of your throat and he slowly pushes the tip of his thumb in, swearing under his breath at how tight you are. He can feel you clenching around him as he fills you up and canât wait for you anymore. âOn your hands and knees in the middle of the bed for me, princess.â
Admiring how easily he gets you to do what he says, he strips down, tilting his head to the side as you look at him over your shoulder. âTouch yourself for me.â He sees the conflict in your eyes but you donât make him wait too long before rubbing your clit while he watches. âSuch a good fucking slut for me, tell me whoâs pussy this is.â He asks, slapping his cock against you and slowly pushing in, stopping once just the tip is in and not moving. âI wonât ask you again, who does this pussy belong to?â
You try to push back, you need to cum so badly it hurts, but he just grips your hips painfully tight, stopping you before you can get more of him. âI asked you a question, you better answer me, princess.â You whine and moan out as he holds you still. You want to answer him, you really do, but you also donât want him to win. Deciding to tease him right back you kneel there completely still and just clench around his tip, smirking when you hear his breathing pick up and the swearing he does under his breath.
It doesnât last long. He spanks you so hard you almost fall on your face, but his grip on you remains strong. He thrusts forward and you both groan as he finally fills you up, setting a fast pace. It doesnât take long before youâre both panting and moaning. He slips his thumb back inside your ass pumping it in and out, keeping rhythm with his hips. The feeling is like nothing youâve experienced before.
âDaddy, Iâm so close, please donât stop, fuck!â You scream out, gripping the sheets below you. He can feel you squeezing him tightly, he knows youâre about to cum, so he stops. You scream out for him to keep going, but he leans forward and chuckles in your ear. Shouldnât be such a fucking brat then, should you, Princess?â Â You whimper and immediately start to rub your clit, hoping you can make yourself cum without him.
So close, so fucking close. Before you cum, he flips you over and pins both of your hands above your head in one of his, using his other to slap his cock on your swollen clit, each tap making you whimper. âWho does this pussy belong to?â Finally answering him, you scream out his name and he just shakes his head looking down at you. âOpen wide and stick out your tongue.â
You do as youâre told, looking up at him and pleading for him to fuck you again, but he just pouts at you. âAww, does my little cock slut want to be filled up?â You nod and he grins at you. âAs you wish.â Palming his cock and splashing his cum on your face and in your mouth, groaning out your name as he does. You lay there in shock, coated in his cum. âSwallow it.â He demands groaning, as you do as youâre told, sucking it off his fingers as he smears it across your face.
He sits back on the bed, legs open and stares at you. âYou may finish yourself off now.â You eagerly spread your legs, but before you can touch yourself, he clears his throat.. Looking up at his smug face, he smiles at you. âBut only after youâve cleaned me up, come and use that mouth of yours, Princess.â It was going to be a long night.
A/N - Thats the most amount of warnings yet I think! This fic was written for @iraotâ wheels of debauchery challenge which you can see here I got Charles Blackwood, Possessiveness, Breeding and Exhibitionist, best friends brother. I was super excited and started writing it straight away so here we are now! I have also come to the conclusion that I cannot write Charles without Lee so you are all welcome for that đ. Huge huge thanks to @thicccsimpâ as always for making this sound like a human wrote it. Lastly, this is for 18+ only so please shoo if you arenât grown yet.
The sun was beating down against your bare shoulders, you were speaking to the town's Sheriff about the upcoming festival, smiling as he gave you his full attention. He tilted his head to the side whenever you smiled and giggled at his words, Â acutely aware of the scowl on the face of the man on the other side of the garden. Â He was sure to keep a close watch on him as he pretended to converse with your brother.
Charles Blackwood watched you intently as you flirted with the Sheriff, touching his arm and leaning into him to âhear him betterâ. He knew exactly what you were doing and it was all his own fault. You wanted more from him, wanted to be able to shout from the rooftops that you were in love with him and that the two of you wanted to spend the rest of your lives together.
He couldnât though, your brother was his best friend and he had sworn to not touch you, it was the first rule of being a best friend and Charles had agreed; he understood the protective nature of brothers. You were away at college when he moved to town and met your brother, it wasnât a problem until you came home later that year after finishing college and getting a job locally.
Youâd been together in secret for almost a full year now, sneaking off to his home or fucking in the back of his car on road trips you disguised as âgirls days outâ. Youâd both fell in love quickly but he knew he had to break your heart to keep his promise to your brother, he was supposed to be a man of his word.
That didnât mean he wasnât furious watching you now, he knew youâd always had a soft spot for the Sheriff, watched as you both flirted so effortlessly with each other while you were on shift in the diner. You would sneak him pieces of pie, telling him not to complain about his belly, you liked him just the way he was. He saw the red cheeks of the Sheriff and how he tried to bite his lip to not smile too wide whenever you complimented him. He even watched as Lee scared people into tipping you properly with a single menacing glance while you werenât looking.
Now he has to watch as the pair of you dance around each other, subtle looks here and there or smiles across the party at each other. Your brother told him he was going up to his room, the girl on his arm giggling and kissing his neck. Charles looks around the space, everyone is either occupied or has already left.
He looks down at the bottle in his hands, peeling the label off in an effort to distract himself, heâs only stayed this long because he wants to keep an eye on you, make sure youâre safe. The label comes off in nearly one full go when he hears it, you and Lee giggling. He looks up to see him playfully tickling you, youâre in his arms with your head thrown back, eyes closed and giggles spilling out of your open mouth. Gripping the bottle tightly in his hand and scowling at you both he slams the beer down on the table, marching over to the two of you and grabbing you out of his arms. Placing himself between you and the handsy sheriff, Â âGet your hands off my fucking girlfriendâ he spits, furious that Lee thinks he can touch you like that.
He suddenly feels a sharp pain on the back of his head and turns to you, rubbing your hand from the slap you just gave him. He looks at you incredulous that you would actually strike him, âIâm not your girlfriend, you made that abundantly clear last week when you were the one who didnât want me. It was your decision Charles, not mine.â You move around him and grab Leeâs hand, taking him to the other side of the garden where the ice bucket filled with cold beers and the buffet table now stood abandoned. The commotion had scared the remaining party goers away, just the three of you remained and the tension was palpable.
âSweetheart, I donât want to come between whatever is going on with you and Blackwoodâ Lee says, watching as the upset look on your face gives way to a  mischievous one instead. He grins as you look for Charles, nodding at him in challenge before pulling Lee in for a kiss. You hold his head pulling back for just a moment, giving him the chance to stop you. He smirks and leans down, kissing you deeply while snaking his arm around your waist to keep you close. He walks you backwards towards the nearby bench but you both stop and look when your back hits something solid.
Charles stands seething, unwrapping Leeâs arm from around your waist, spinning you around, and pulling you into his chest âWhat the fuck are doing with my girl, Bodecker?â. You go to protest but he crashes his lips down against your own, pushing his tongue into your mouth, and holding you close as you melt into him.
He sits down on the bench and pats his thighs âCome take a seat babyâ. You look at him conflicted, turning back to Lee who has a look on his face that you canât quite make out. He nods towards Charles and pushes you towards him, crowding you until you sit down. Taking the seat next to you both he watches as Charles places soft kisses over your neck, running his hands up your legs.
âThink you can have another man little dove? Youâre mine, arenât you?â. You try to fight it, biting down harshly on your bottom lip and balling your hands into fists next to him, âYou look so pretty here, donât you want to show the Sheriff what a good girl you are for me?â.
You scrunch your eyes shut and nod your head, he always knows exactly how to wreck you without having to do much and today was no exception. You opened your legs wide enough to go around his thighs, exposing your soaked panties to the Sheriff who couldnât take his eyes away from the space between your legs. He took a deep breath in when you moaned as Charles began to lightly rub his fingers over the scrap of cotton covering your mound.
Thinking he should leave the two of you to have some privacy, he stands and gasps when you grab his hand âPlease stay Lee,â you say in a pleading tone, looking up at him through your eyelashes. You could have asked him to do just about anything in that moment and he would have said yes without hesitation.
Charles continued to tease you, waiting for you to beg him for more the way he liked. His other hand moved up your writhing body, grazing over your nipples one at a time before he wrapped his long fingers around your throat. Smiling at Lee, you hold his gaze as Charles pulls your underwear to one side, running his fingers through the juices already leaking out of you âFuck my little dove, is this all for me?â he asks teasingly. You smirk at Lee and slowly shake your head at the question. His hand tightens around your throat in warning and you moan, gripping his wrist, and encouraging him to keep touching you.
âTake a good look at her Sheriff, sheâs all mine. Youâll never be able to have her,â he says, pulling your breasts out and watching the man in front of you look you up and down; his eyes darkening as he watches the two fingers dip in and out of you, opening you up. You grind your hips with him as he works you over, your moans getting louder as he rubs over the spongy spot inside of you. Lee pushes two fingers into your mouth to quiet you down and you look up at him with a devilish smirk before sucking on them, running your tongue over the digits as he watches, his jaw slack and pupils blown.
âOh no no no, that's not ok. Keep your hands to yourself,â Lee pulls them away and you pout, looking over your shoulder at Charles, pleading with him to do something. He looks at you and waits, he likes it when you beg, you both know this. Today though, you have another man who wants to entertain you, you donât need Charles.
Moving out from his grip, you get on your knees and face Lee, smiling. You lean in to kiss him but squeal when Charles spanks you hard, before gripping your hips and holding you in place. âYouâre mine, little dove. No one else gets to touch youâ. He pulls out his cock and pushes deep inside you, gripping you by the hair and forcing you to look up at the Sheriff as he pounds into you.
You moan and whine as he thrusts, everytime you try to kiss Lee you get pulled back, pleading with him as he fucks you; you arenât sure what youâre even pleading for but you need it and you need it now. Matching his thrusts, you push back, moaning over and over, âFill me up, you want to see me all round and swollen, donât you Charles?â The groan you hear from both men makes you clench.
Lee lifts your chin up to look at him, âIs that what you want? Want a baby fucked into you?â you nod desperately and stare into his eyes as your orgasm rushes over you, gripping the thighs of the man sitting and watching.
You feel Charles coating your walls as he cums hard inside you and you smirk to yourself, âDoes this mean youâre finally going to tell everyone Iâm yours now?â you ask him as he leans over you and kisses your neck softly humming and nodding.
âIâm going to go,â Lee says, adjusting himself and standing up, you grab his hand and pout as he tries to walk away. Pulling him back to sit down, you turn to Charles and smile as he nods, knowing what you want.
âStay, please.â you say, pulling him in for a soft kiss. Charles hums while he watches you, using his fingers to push his cum back inside you, his thumb rubbing over your swollen clit. Moaning into Leeâs mouth and clenching when you hear Charles say, âI think weâre going to have a lot of fun togetherâ.
