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"You like that slut? Being fucked by your step brother?" He smirked in your hear, drowning out your moans as his fingers closed around your neck.
His tall frame stood behind you, hips smacking into his as he cum seeped through your whole. Having came minutes earlier, he wasn't done.
"T-to much" You cried out. Heeseung didn't listen, you had told him days ago to use you.....and he took your word.
Ignoring your cries, your pussy squelched as your own tight pussy failed to keep his cum in. Hands gripping your throat harder, his hips slammed onto yours.
"I'm gonna fill you up so well, you'll be dripping" Heeseung nipped your ear, sending chills down your spine. Feeling his own cum flood through your tired pussy, you ignored how wrong this wrong, how wrong it was for him to fuck you.
Catching your breath, you felt his warm seed stick to you. This strange feeling did indeed, make you feel full....
"Such a slut, aren't you? You liked being filled up by me?" Heeseung laughed, slowly pulling out, not wanting his seed to drip out of your pussy. Nodding you r head at his degrading words, he laughed again.
"Don't think this will be the only time" He lands a harsh slap on your ass. You pussy clenched around nothing, eager for the future,
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Look What You Made Me Do | Step Dad!Negan | Dark Oneshot
Summary: Negan’s there to welcome home his step-daughter after her first date, but he doesn’t like what she chose to wear, and decides to show her what the consequences of dressing like a slut might be.
Rating: 18+ (Dark smut)
Pairing(s): Step Dad!Negan x Step Daughter!Rachel
WARNINGS: non con, forced sex, step-incest, dirty talking, p in v, daddy kink, forced blowjob, slapping, victim blaming, forced loss of virginity, mentions of blood, crying during sex, pain
WC: ± 2K
A/Ns: This was commissioned by the lovely @ruewritesstuff, and it almost made me feral. So enjoy <3
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Negan’s fingers bounce on the arm of the couch as he watches the time, the second hand on the clock ticking around, the minute hand drawing closer and closer to the twelve. The house is practically silent, not that he’d hear his wife from where he’s sitting, anyway. Their house is fairly large, and there are about four doors closed between them right now. He’d encouraged her to go to bed after her fifth yawn sitting beside him, and he knew it would be a matter of minutes before she was knocked out on the Xanax she needs to take to help her sleep. He’d insisted he could wait up until her daughter returned home from her date, but now he’s growing impatient.
He hadn’t been there, still stuck in work when whatever college boy showed up to take his eighteen year old step-daughter on a date. What business has some college boy got with her, anyway? Negan’s fairly sure she’s a virgin, and she’s not had a boyfriend that he’s been aware of in the two years he’s been in her life. But then Negan scoffs to himself. Of course a college boy would be interested in a naive, virgin senior. Even Negan finds himself interested. But that’s different, because he’s older and wiser, and he can protect her from all the boys that wanna fuck her and leave her heart broken. The thought of someone taking her innocence away and not even having the common decency to call her back makes his skin crawl. Though, if Negan’s truly honest with himself, maybe that’s just the jealousy talking. What he wouldn’t give to be the one to take her innocence, and he’ll be fucked off if some frat boy beats him to it.
He hasn’t gotten his dick wet in months. His wife hasn’t shown an interest since she half assed giving him a handjob on his birthday, and the longer he goes only thinking about sinking his cock into someone as tight and warm as his little girl, the more desperate he is for relief. He would go out and find some random slut to fuck, but he wants to save himself for her, just like she’s been saving herself for him; she just doesn’t know it yet.
Negan’s attention is once again drawn to the clock, and he notices that it’s eleven PM on the dot, and as if on cue, he hears the rumble of a car engine and rises to his feet to see a guy opening his passenger door, and Rachel climbing out of it. She looks good in the mini skirt and shirt she decided to wear, her red hair tied up as Negan imagines wrapping it around his fist as she chokes on his cock, and he grunts when the guy takes her hand and walks her up the garden path to the front door. Negan stalks to the door and opens it just before they can kiss, and he’s secretly elated with his timing, and far less impressed with theirs.
“You’re late,” he grunts out, and Rachel blushes, clearing her throat.
“I’m sorry,” she mumbles.
“It’s my fault, sir, I didn’t realize the time, we were star gazing.”
Negan’s nose crinkles at the very idea of Rachel and this boy laying on some shitty picnic blanket looking up at some fucking stars like they’re in some rom com, bet the pervert even tried to get his hand up her skirt. Maybe he even succeeded, and just the thought has Negan slamming the door in the boy’s face the second Rachel crosses the threshold.
“I’m not even five minutes late,” Rachel argues, narrowing her blue eyes at him.
“I don’t fucking care, late is late,” he growls, noticing her lipstick is far more faded than it probably should be, and he wonders if she wore it off by kissing that low-life, or maybe even worse; sucking his cock. “What the fuck are you even wearing? You look like a whore.”
Rachel looks down her body and tugs on the hem of her skirt, only blushing more violently, and she swallows thickly.
“Mom said I look nice,” she mumbles, looking around as if to seek out her mother.
“Well your Mom doesn’t fucking care if you get fucking raped in the back of some college boy’s shitty Sedan then, does she?”
“Callum wasn’t like that,” Rachel insists, stubbornly. “He didn’t even kiss me.”
“Yeah fucking right,” Negan scoffs. “Look at the fuckin’ state of you,” he growls, reaching out to smear her lipstick some more. “Bet you sucked his cock the whole fucking ride home.”
“What?” Rachel blinks, shaking her head as horror washes over her face at the very accusation. “No, nothing like that happened, I’m still a virgin.”
“Mhm,” Negan nods, pretending to believe her, the idea that she might not be only making him angrier. “Of course you fucking are. You think you can fuckin’ lie to me?”
“I’m not lying, Negan, I swear,” she whimpers, tears filling her eyes. “This was only our first date… my first date,” she explains.
“Well if you didn’t fuck him you were still fuckin’ asking for it,” Negan accuses. “Weren’t you?” He prompts, making her shake her head. “Of course you were, look at you,” he goads, reaching forward, playing with the slightly open neckline of her shirt. “Your tits are fucking hanging out, and your skirt is so fucking short, I can nearly see your panties, if you’re even wearing any.”
He can’t help himself from lifting her skirt to find out for sure, and sure enough he can see simple white cotton panties, and she whimpers, pressing her thighs together. Instantly, his cock begins to harden, and he resists the very real urge to tear the cotton from her body and bend her over the couch, fucking into her so hard she’ll feel him for days. Maybe he should do that, maybe then she’ll think twice about letting some random boy take her out.
“Do you even fucking know what you’re doing?” he asks. “Do you fucking know all those thoughts you put into men’s heads when you dress like this?” Rachel weakly shakes her head, and Negan’s cock only throbs harder. He reaches for her hand and instantly presses it against his crotch. “This. This is what you fucking do to us. Do you think I want to be this fucking hard for my own step-daughter?” Rachel’s tears now stream down her cheeks as she shakes her head and her hand trembles beneath his. “No, of course I fucking don’t, but you don’t fucking care about that, do you? You just want to wear your slutty little clothes, and it’s gonna get you into real fucking trouble one day, sweetheart. Maybe I should teach you a lesson. On your fucking knees.”
Rachel is now crying aloud as she slowly lowers herself to her knees, and Negan wastes no time freeing his aching cock from his jeans, reaching down to once again take her hand and force her to wrap it around his cock. He works her hand up and down his shaft to show her what to do, but quickly realizes she won’t do it unaided, so he keeps his hand wrapped around hers.
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m sorry,” she begins to sob, and Negan grunts at the feeling of her skin on his, and the sound of ‘Daddy’ on her lips like that’s going to save her. But the name only turns him on more.
“You fuckin’ will be,” he promises, “Open that mouth.” She whines, squeezing her eyes shut, and Negan instantly reaches forward and tugs her hair hard, slapping her across the face, making her cry out in pain. “I said open that fucking mouth.”
With a shaky jaw, Rachel complies, and he wastes no time pushing his cock into her mouth, fucking into the back of her throat, making her gag and splutter around him, spit already indignantly dribbling down her chin and front as it mixes with her tears.
“Look what you made me do,” he snarls, gasping for breath with each punch at the back of her throat. Fuck, this feels better than he could’ve imagined. “This is all your fault and you fuckin’ know it.”
Rachel continues to cry, but the sound of it only seems to stir Negan on more, his cock throbbing between her lips, and when he pulls back completely she gasps and splutters for air, dry heaving.
“Time to find out if you were fucking lying,” Negan tells her, yanking her to her feet by her arm, shoving her over to the couch as she stumbles. He spins her around and forces her to bend over the arm of the couch, throwing her skirt over her ass, seeing that the white cotton panties are actually a thong, and her round, bare ass is right there for him.
“Rachel,” he tuts, disappointment dripping off of his tongue. “Who the fuck do you think you are wearing panties like this, hm? You think you’re a big fucking girl, don’t you?”
Rachel doesn’t reply, she just continues to cry, and Negan eagerly pulls the material to one side, exposing her pink, unused pussy, all tight and closed up, yet to be ruined or spoiled by anyone. He’s going to be the first, and if he gets his way, the last, too.
“Have you ever touched yourself?” he asks, looking at the back of her head for any sign of a reply. She doesn’t reply, which gives him his answer. “Have you fucked yourself with toys before? I bet a fucking whore like you has toys.” She shakes her head ‘no’ this time. “Fingers?” Another shake of her head tells Negan everything he needs to know. “Poor baby girl, you have no fucking idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.”
Negan spits on his fingers and roughly pushes them between her folds, forcing them inside her as she screams, and he rushes to cover her mouth with his free hand. Not that her mother will hear her through all those walls and Xanax. Such a shame. He forcibly fucks into her cunt with his fingers, scissoring them in a bid to open her up just enough to take his cock, but he’s doubtful he’s going to fit without a lot of force. He’s still willing to try, though. He spits onto his cock, once again spitting on his fingers too, spreading the wet around her slightly opened hole.
“No, no no no,” Rachel starts to panic, reaching back to push him away, but Negan’s strong enough to have her trapped there, and even when she tries to stand back up, he only has to push down on her back to get her to double over once again. “Please don’t, please, I’m a virgin, Daddy, please,” she begs.
“Imagine this was Callum, hm?” he reminds her, teasing the tip of his cock against her tight opening, wondering if he’s going to manage to get inside. He pushes forward, making her scream once again, his hand once more silencing her. “It could’ve been. Could’ve fucking raped you on his backseat. Dropped you home with his cum dripping down your fucking legs and never called you again. You would’ve been just some dumb fucking whore he got to fuck,” he snarls, getting inch by inch inside her slowly. Blood smears over his length and he smirks at the sight, happy to have taken his little girl’s virginity. “You’re fuckin’ lucky it’s me, sweetheart,” he tells her. “You’re fucking lucky it’s someone who loves you.”
Girllll I was wondering if you can write the step dad chan into a story😭 That was so good !
For sure!!!
warnings- smut, step dad smut, oral (fem receive) use of daddy, kitten and baby, overstimulation
Hearing your mother's car drive away, Chan pounced on you before you could even think.
"I missed you so much" Kissing your lips, he also missed your body. Only able to do this in secret... and alone caused Chan to feel deprived of your. Returning the kiss, you allow Chan to lead you to the couch.
Laying you on your back, you don't break the kiss as Chan slides of your sweatpants. Being prepared, Chan is met with your bare pussy. Wasting no time, he breaks away from the kiss.
Feasting on your pussy, he inserts a finger into your cunt as he sucks your clit. Licking up all your juices, licking up your essence, Chan moans into your pussy. Feeling the vibrations of his moan cause you to buck your hips into his mouth.
"S-so good daddy" You cry out, throwing you head back onto the pillow behind you. Curling his finger in your heat, his tongue laps you folds. Sucking onto your pussy as a whole, he pulls his finger out.
"Need you so bad" You whine, pulling Chan back into a kiss. Tasting your own essence on his lips, you whine into kiss. Breaking the kiss, he pulls his pants down along with his boxers. Pulling out his already hardened cock, your pussy drips, waiting for him to fuck you.
"Gonna fuck you hard" He mumbles, eyes tarring at your tips as you remove your shirt and bra. Laying naked below him, Cha wastes not time entering you pussy. Feeling your tightness, Chan was amazed at how you were still so tight.
Feeling his whole length enter, your stomach swells, missing the feeling. Placing his rough hand on your stomach bulge, Chan retracts his hips before slamming forward. Hips finding a rhythm, pleasure fills both of you.
"So needy for daddy's cock" Chan laughs, seeing how you whined below. Speaking up, moving away from silence, you beg more.
"more" you cry out, voice unheard from Chan's grunting. Hearing a pipe of your voice, he brings his head down, trying to capture your words.
"Speak up kitten" Hearing the pet name, you clench hard around his cock.
"N-need more daddy" You speak up. Chan grips your tits, backing up and fucking you harder. Lifting leg over his shoulder, seat glistens his chest as the amount of energy he uses to fuck you deep and hard, to give pleasure to you.
Giving you a better angle, you cum over his cock. Far too soon and without his knowledge. Feeling the pleasure swirl around you, Chan continues to fuck you.
"Little more baby, Daddy has to cum" He brings his hand away from your tits, rubbing your head affectionally as he chases his end. Feeling the abuse on your tired pussy, you can't handle anymore. Tingling and pain replaces your pleasure.
Fucking his last thrusts in your aching pussy, Chan quickly pulls out. Cuming onto your stomach. In short bursts, your stomach is covered in his thick, warm seed.
"Do your friends know your such a whore for me?" Chan asks, as you lay beneath him. Chest heaving as his cum dribbled onto the couch beside you.
Hovering over your smaller frame, Lee Know made sure your mother, his wife was asleep before he entered your small, tight cunt.
"Please..." You turn his attention back to you. Caging your small body below his, he rubs your pussy. He didn't want you to bleed after all.
Bucking your hips into his hands as he rubbed faster, your whines escaped your mouth. Trying to stay quiet, you failed at the basic task. Slipping a finger into your tight pussy, you arch your back. Begging for more touch.
"Such a cute cunt" Lee Know bends his body down. Admiring your face closer up, he curls his finger in your pussy. Growing wet around his finger, he pulls around. Ready to fuck your small cunt.
"Be quiet for me" He places a soft kiss on your lips before slowly pushes his member inside you. Feeling how he stretches you out, he bites his lip hard, avoiding any sound to escape his lips. With only his head in, he pushes more in.
"T-to much" You whine, voice barely above a whisper. He only nods, trying to understand your pain, which felt so good for him.
"You can take it baby.... you can take daddy's cock" Lee Know looks into your eyes, bringing his hand t lightly cup your cheek as he thrusts his cock into your cunt. All the way in, your body burns. Eyes watering, pain soon turns into pleasure.
"Daddy..." You stretch your arms out, pulling him closer to your body as his cock slides in and out of your pussy which became more and more stretched for his size. Back arching, tearing up, cock continuously prodding at your walls, you quickly felt your body tingle, ready to cum.
"Daddy's almost done" Lee Know saw how your eyes squeezed shut, how your pussy clenched him harder, how you went quieter. You nod your head quickly. Trying to hold back the sensation. Rolling his hips faster into your, bruising yours, he feels his own end reaching close.
"Doing so good for Daddy" He comments, bringing his head down to capture your lips into a gentle kiss. Pulling away from the kiss, Lee Know's thrusts speed up. Pleasure and desperation mixing into one.
"Oh g-god" You cry out, no longer to hold back as your eyes faze over, body shaking as you cum over his cock. Lee Know following soon after, cums deep inside your pussy.
Breathing heavily, sweaty bodies pressed together, his cum slowly dripping out of your tired cunt, the silence of the house buzzing over you. You hoped no one heard what you just did.
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i LOVED your yeonjun step-brother smut please make a second step brother yeonjun smut
Im on my knees 😭
since you asked so nicely 😂
warnings- step incest, smut, quicky, pressuring, consent is given, slight exhibition, lmk if i missed any
"W-we can't be doing this" You whisper shout to your step brother who just ignores you. You wanted this.... but not here.
"Why?" He swipes his shirt off, revealing his toned body. Eyes reverting to his chest, heat rises to your cheek.
"Don't worry baby, they wont walk in on us" The situation and vulnerability had already settled on you. Cornered in the kitchen, Yeonjun holding one of your legs and heat rushing to your core, being caught slowly became your least fear.
"Quickly" You command, Yeonjun nods his head. Diving it you, he floods you with a kiss. Heated and desperate, he wanted to get you all hot before he filled you up.
Staying in the corner, Yeonjun's hand disappeared beneath your skirt, pulling down your panties. Leaving on your skirt, he pulled his own pants down.
"Need you so bad" He breaths out, forehead against your as he aligns himself at your entrance. Sliding into you in one motion, you wetness and past use with your cunt allowed no pain to course through you.
"This pussy was made for me" Yeonjun whines out, feeling your pussy continue to clench around his length as he slides in and out.
"Q-Quick" You cry out, hoping no family members walks in...seeing you being fucked against the wall by your step brother. Somehow the thought made you clench harder around his shaft.
"I know I know" He sighs, thrusting faster as he reaches his high. Although he wouldn't mind getting caught, he didn't want to actually live it.
"Nearly there baby" He silences your cry's with his hand, forcing his length in and out. Feeling his head abuse you walls, prod at your cervix, tire out your pussy. Yeonjun was nearly ready.
"Not inside" You warn out as Yeonjun pulls his hands away from your mouth. Nodding his head, he thrusts a few more times before quicky pulling out, his seed squirting onto his hand. Feeling his own warmth coat his palm, he had to quickly find a napkin to wipe it.
