I Want Him To Breed Me While He Whines, My Ovaries Are Quivering

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Midnight babysitting- Part 1 Part 2

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I live for this bullshit

How to Please You

Stu Macher X Reader

Don’t come after my life if my writing isn’t up to par, it’s been a long time since I’ve written on another platform.

- Stu Macher’s Pillow Princess

(Let it be known I’m a switch at heart but I would let this man demolish me if he wanted to.)

You stumble through Stu’s house reaching the staircase. You sit for a moment and then call out for Randy, but he’s distracted by the movie playing on the tv and the horde of guys calling out obscenities to Jamie Lee Curtis in ‘Halloween’. You close your eyes for a moment and you feel a warm body sit next to you on the steps.

It’s Stu.

He laughs and puts his arm around you.

“There’s a reason you don’t drink keg beer, you drink the good shit I keep around for the pretty girls, that beer is trash.”

Pretty girl? You think, You haven’t had 2 seconds alone with this man since the beginning of time. He’s so forward.

“I’m not drunk Stu, I slipped and fell hard in the kitchen and my everything hurts.”

“Well little miss clumsy if you need to lay down or something your little boyfriend can take you up to my parents room.”

“Randy’s not my boyfriend.” You scoff.

You’ve been on one ‘date’ if hanging out at the video store after hours even counts as one.

“Like hell he is, every time I walk into that lousy ass video store he’s flapping that fucking mouth about you.”

“Not enough apparently because I’m sitting here with a sore ass and he’s too busy watching movies.”

“I’m not too busy for you and your sore ass” He grins stupidly as he pokes at your side.

You hit him playfully on the shoulder. He smirks.

“Come on, a bed’s gotta be comfier than these stairs”

He grabs your hand and lifts you to stand. He wraps his arm around your waist and grips you hard, almost carrying you up the stairs. He leads you to a room at the end of the hall. He closes the door and you hear a slight click.

‘Did he lock it?’

You plop down on the bed and fall back on the pillows. You feel Stu sit on the edge. He places his hand on your leg.

“Comfy?”

“Mhm”.

“You know.. I gotta ask .. because me and the guys just… can't seem to figure out how virgin extraordinaire landed you?”

“He’s sweet to me, plus how about you show me the list of available guys in our school that aren’t assholes or taken”.

“So because of Tatum I didn’t make the cut?”

“No.. you’re not on my list because you’re an asshole.”

He laughs. “Oh really now? I didn’t know” his sarcasm is all too much. “Wipe the smirk off your face”. He looks at your mouth and then back to your eyes.

You giggle at his frustration.

“Or what? you’ll do it for me?” You put your finger to his chest.

“I could do more than that..” his touches your hand with his fingers tracing patterns on the back of your palm.

His eyes wander for a second but he pops back into reality and blinks a few times. You place your hands in your lap.

“So tell me, have you popped old randy’s cherry yet?” He nudges you playfully.

“No one’s popping anything.”

“Nothing? Come on babe! a girls gotta have needs right? The kid isn't satisfying you in other ways?” He taps his fingers on your leg.

“No stu, Randy’s a virgin, in all ways, shapes, and forms”. You grab his hand and move it off of you placing it on the bed.

“So what do virgins do on a friday night? Play fucking checkers and call it a night? You gotta do better than that”. He shakes his head.

“What do I even do? He’s so sweet but he wouldn’t know how to make a move if I stripped naked and threw myself at him”.

“Oh really? That easy huh?

“Oh fuck you, I didn’t meant it like that. I wouldn’t even know what to do.”

“I could show you a thing or two”.

“You dick-” you grab and pillow and try to whack him, he grabs it and he tosses it on the ground

“I’m not kidding you want to please your man don’t you?”

“You’re lying, what would your girlfriend say about that?”

“She won’t say shit, because I’m not gonna tell her. Are you telling me you’d look Tatum in the eyes and tell her what we did?”

“But we didn’t do anything”

He grabs your legs and pulls you to the edge of the bed. You sit upright as he moves closer to you. .

“Yet.”

“But s-stu-”

“But-but Stu what? You think I don't know what you want? Fuck, I’ve always thought about it.”

“You think about me?” You bite your lip.

“You think me and Billy sit around and play who’s got the bigger dick all day long when we hang out? We talk about all the ladies we'd like to have-”

You cut him off

“Billy would probably win that argument”

Stu stands up grunting a little in frustration.

“You just like being a little brat don’t you. I was gonna show you mine but I guess you don't get to see it now.”

“Wait wha-”

“I mean if you insist I’d hate for all this to be a waste.”

He grabs your hand and places it on his chest and guides it down his stomach to his pants. He’s so hard.

“What are you doing?” You look up at him innocently.

“You want to learn how to please?” His voice gets lower.

“I-I don’t really know what to say, I’m a little-”

“Intimidated?” He cuts you off. “You don’t have to say anything, just listen.”

He grabs your chin and leans your face up so your eyes meet his.

“Don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt you..”

“I wasn’t afraid of that.”

“Afraid you’d enjoy me too much?”

“Then what Stu? We go back to class on Monday and act like this was some dream?”

“Maybe I enjoy you too much and make you my girl.”

“I don’t want to rely on maybes..”

“You talk too much, maybe I should show you something to shut you up for a second.”

“Huh?”

He pushes you back on the bed and climbs on top of you kissing you without hesitation. His hands find their way to your chest grabbing at you hard. His kiss is rough, it only makes you want him more. His lips move to your neck biting you softly,

‘will this leave a mark?’

You think to yourself. His kisses trail down to your chest then turn to biting and sucking. A noticeable hickey would form, but you didn’t care, you could always wear a high collar t-shirt for the next week.

You moan out his name.

“Oh babe we’re just getting started.”

His hands feel down your thigh, his fingers moving up your skirt to your panties. He rubs the outside of you, you can feel yourself getting wetter at the touch of his fingers.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhm” you close your eyes hard diving into the feel of his touch.

“I want you to use your words.”

“Y-es, you feel good.”

“That’s my girl”.

‘His girl?’

You love the sound of that. His fingers inched their way into your panties.

Those hands.. The way he was rubbing you was sending pulses throughout your whole body.

“Tell me you want it” He gritted his teeth. How turned on is he?

“I want it.”

“Do you need it?”

“I need it”

“Beg”

“Please, I can’t take it anymore.” It feels like you can’t breathe.

His slipped his fingers inside of you. You audibly gasp and he smiles at you. He’s almost proud of himself. They were almost too big to fit,

“Come on babe if you can’t handle this how could handle the rest of me?”

In and out his fingers moved slower, faster, it felt like You could just lose yourself all over his hand.

“You can wait.”

He stopped abruptly. Fuck.

“What are you doing.”

You were almost mad that he stopped.

‘Why would he do that? Maybe he likes the power?’

“Now I know how you like to be pleased..”

You sit up, chest heaving, you look into his eyes.

“Fuck you.”

“Not yet. It’s my turn.”

He stands up and backs away from the bed raising his hand to his mouth, his fingers touching his lips and tasting them. Tasting you. You stand up slowly. Wobbly. You put your hands on his hips. His hand reaches behind your neck pulling your face closer kissing you. He’s needy. You can feel the want in his kiss. He pulls you against him. He’s so hard.

You turn him so his back is to the bed. And push him down. He sits and looks up at you smirking ever so slightly.

“So you’re the one in charge now?”

You let out a breathy laugh for a moment.

“You have no idea,” pointing to his pants you only have to say two words.

“Pants. Now”

Stu grins and bites his lip as he struggles to undo his buckle and zipper. He’s a little too excited. You sit on his lap and pull his dick out of his boxers. He’s already ready to go.

You start stroking him and he leans his head back eyes closed tightly. He grips your thighs with those strong hands. He wants you so badly to just get on top already.

“Does that feel good?”

“Fuck, you know it does”

His hips start moving up and down to the rhythm of your hand sliding up and down his dick.

“I just need you already”

“How badly?”

“Like I need air” he gasps “fuck”

“Beg”

“Beg?”

He’s shocked? His own word used against him.

You stop. He looks at you in surprise.

“You’re such a dick.” He breathes out.

“I don’t hear you begging..”

“Please”

“That doesn’t sound real” you shake your head disappointed.

“Come on” he teases.

“Fine, that’s too bad I guess you’d rather I go downstairs and leave you like this” you shrug and move to get off of him.

“You aren’t going anywhere”

He leans up and place one hand on your ass pulling you closer, and the other hand up to the back of your head. His fingers grip at your hair bringing you close to kiss again. You grip at his sweater and pull it up and off of him tossing it to the side. You reach your hand around his dick again. He tenses up at the motion of your stroking.

He moans into your mouth.

“Please, I’m not fucking kidding anymore. I need this. I need you. Take these fucking things off and come here”

He tugs at your Panties trying to pull them down.

“You take them off if you want it so badly”

His fingers grasping gently turned to both hands gripping tightly and ripping them off. He tossed them on the ground and smiles into the kiss.

“Oops, I’ll just have to buy you a new pair.”

In one swift movement you grip and slide his throbbing dick inside of you. He’s so thick, he just fits so perfectly. You gasp as it enters. The warmth and wetness is too much for him. He lays back and moans gripping the sheets with one hand as the other remains on your hip. He bucks into you.

“F-fuck, you feel too good I can’t.”

He moans louder.

You place your hand on his mouth trying to muffle his moans.

“They’ll hear us.”

He grips your hand and moves it to his chest.

“Fuck them. This is my fucking house”

“Oh yeah?”

“This pussy is mine. You’re mine.”

He grips your hips rocking you back and forth on top of him as he fucks you from underneath.

Both of your hands resting on his chest you grind harder on top of him. He’s slipping.

“Yes please fuck. I can’t” he cries out.

“Yes you can stu. Who’s dick is this?”

You’re in charge now.

“It’s all yours babe, yours”

“Are you gonna cum for me? Stu”

“Yes, please I want to. Fuck you feel too good”

You bring his hands up to grip your breasts. And bounce harder and faster on him. Your whole body is tense.

“Fuck stu”

Your breathing quickens as you feel yourself getting closer. You feel your thighs gripped his waist tighter and tighter. Both your moans getting louder, matching ‘yes’s and him moaning your name over and over.

You feel it building inside of you as you ride harder and harder. And finally

Your orgasm makes you tighten around him pushing him over the edge as your body melts all over him. He finally cums and his grip was tight as he fills you up. His hands would leave an imprint. He gasps and let’s you ride every last drop out of him.

You gasp and moan as you collapse onto his chest.

It could have been hours or minutes before you could come back to the reality that you were in Mr. and Mrs. Macher’s bed, a party happening down below, and the fear that someone could catch you.

He wipes the sweat from his face with his shirt on the bed to the left of you guys. And wraps his arms around you. His lips kiss your forehead.

“Fuck” He’s breathing hard.

“I know” you smile into his chest.

“You just-”

“I know”

“Goddamn My head is spinning” his hands rub his face.

You both lay for a minute. Him still inside of you. Catching your breath. Someone knocks on the door.

“Who’s in there”

“Who the fucks asking?”

“Who the fuck else?”

It’s only Billy.

“Give me a minute Billy I’ll be right there”

You get off of him and walk across the room, sitting at the vanity and looking into the mirror fixing your hair and clothes.

It seems like he feels your reaction to the sex wasn’t as life altering as he assumed it was for you. Even if it was you weren’t gonna let him have the satisfaction.

“What the fuck just happened- it’s like you-”

“Knew what I was doing?”

He nodded questionably.

“I never said I was a virgin stu, randy is. You aren’t the first to “teach” me anything”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

He laughs nervously.

“Why don’t you ask Billy?”

You smirk as you open the door and walk out. Leaving him speechless. Billy is there standing against the hallway wall. He looks you up and down. Biting his lip. And raising his eyebrows at you.

“Now you’re not the first person I expected to walk out of there but you were definitely on the list”

You smirk.

“I didn’t expect last weekend either so just add this to your pile of secrets you have.”

He smirks as you walk away to join the party downstairs. Maybe he taught you well.

dont stop

paring: em x reader

summary: your father ditched you again and the only person you felt that would listen is your ex babysitter, mr. munson.

warnings: 18+, age gap; eddie is 39, reader is 19, dirty talk, smut (p in v), daddy issues, language, MDI

wc: 2427 words

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You wanted to turn around, but you couldn't. you were walking through the trailer park this late at night in your silky white dress, frustrated. Tears flooding down your pretty little face along with smeared mascara. The trailer was right in front of you. No lights were on, it was pure silence adjusting with your sniffling. 

You knocked once, there was no answer. So you pounded, harder and harder. You needed him right now… you needed to speak to your old babysitter again. He always listens to your problems no matter what..

It's been 2 years since you’ve seen him, even spoken to him. 

The door jolted open. There he was, Eddie Munson, your old babysitter. The older man with long curly hair that rested on his muscular chest. His body was flooded with tattoos, all over his neck, chest, arms, and hands, his beard was also well managed. You’ve never seen him with his shirt off, never thought you ever would,

“Erm, does your father know you’re out here at this time? And why are you crying? Are you okay?” he says in a concerned cooling tone. You were too focused on his body and how it looks so young and healthy. How his curls perfectly falls over the tatto-

“Hello?” he snapped in your face to get your attention. “I- I'm sorry, I'm just… My dad … and- and I just,” you began to tear up.

“Hey, hey,” he wipes your tears in a flash, as if he actually was concerned. You liked it… “come on, you're soaked,” he said as he pulled you inside and kicked the door close behind him. Your eyes panned around the place. You stood by the door as he flopped down on the sofa, brushing his hair out of his face with his hands. 

His hand waved you over, “come sit baby, tell me what's wrong,” he said. You walked over and sat next to him. Taking a huge gulp to your throat, you finally spoke, “my dad, he told me he was coming to get me tonight, to take me out to my favorite place to eat, to make up the times he never got the chance to come see me,” you stumbled over your words. “And im- im so fucking sick of it, its like he lies so many times.” you paused, throwing your face into your palms. Tears filled the small cup that your palms created. You struggled to look back up at eddie, but you managed to,

“When is it ever gonna end?” you whined and let out a sharp breath of air as your tears dropped to the floor. Eddie groped your chin lightly for you to face him, “baby, when was the last time you seen your dad?” he asked. Your eyes panned back to the floor, “the last time you babysat me when i was 17 was the last time,” you stated. 

“Jesus…you know.. Ever Since i've known your father he's been… kinda off. I mean the dude was a jackass if you ask me, he dont deserve a pretty daugter like you” he admits. You faced him quickly and jabbed him in the arm, “hey! He's still my dad you know,” you slightly shouted. He softly fell back onto the sofa and extended his arms out on top of it, “aww c’mon, he's Jason cavers, baby, and its the truth. But nobody deserves that kind of treatment from their father.” he reaches over to grab a cigarette and lighter. 

“Well, you’re right… did you have a good relationship with yours?” you asked him. He lit the cigarette and sat back up, “well, while the other dads were teaching their kids how to fish or play ball, my old man was teaching me how to hotwire,” he explained as he puffed on his cig,

“That's… that's all?” you asked him, “it's been a while.” he said. He planted the cig between his lips and grazed your cheek, wiping your tears away along with the smudged mascara. “There's something else too,” you mumbled, “go on” he said. “Well, my mom took my car keys this morning all because I was smoking in my room,” you explained. Eddie chuckled, “What's funny? You think that's funny mr.munson?” you shouted, “how am i supposed to drive to the market? Better yet, how am I supposed to go out with my friends tomorrow? It's a long ass drive. And I literally walked here. Like I probably should be having a cramp in my feet by now,” you whined. Eddie put out his cig and stood up as he chuckled again. His palm wiped his face as he said, “is this actually about your dad? Or is the little baby just upset about her keys getting taken?” 

You thickly gasped as you stood to be right in front of him, “fist of all, i am Not a little baby. Second… you just don't understand!” you shouted, “yea? Well If this is about your old man then I apologize that you have to go through that, alright? Listen, if you need anything or just an old man to talk to then i'm here to listen to you, like always, and you know this. You couldve came to me a year ago or two, i would’ve helped ya out sugar-” you cut him off mid sentence,

“Oh FUCK IT, im ANGRY ok? My dad doesnt want to see me, THEN my mom takes my keys so i’ll have nothing to fucking do! Its so FUCKING frustrating. Now im standing here all drenched in this bitchy dress and my fucked up mascara,” you yelled as you stomped towards the back of his trailer, “hey, what are you doing? You can't just roam my place like that,” he says. 

You didn't really care, you went looking for a bathroom to clean yourself up but ended up in his bedroom. You were too angry to even slow down your actions. He followed you, beckoned himself onto the doorframe and spoke to you but you’ve already blocked him out.

Starting with your dress, you angrily yanked it over your head, exposing your white bra and panties, and you kicked off your shoes. Eddie's head quickly shot over to a blank wall, “the hell? Baby put your clothes back on,” he demanded. But you couldn't hear him over your own muffles,

“Everyone just fucking hates me today. Like when the fuck did i ever ask for this shit?” you mumbled. You quickly walked over to what seemed to be his dresser and snatched out one of his shirts that read, “hellfire club”. “The fuck?” you tried your best not to question it, instead you threw it over your body in a flash. 

Eddie on the other hand was starting to get concerned, “alright, that's it, i'm gonna call your old man and tell him to tell your mother to come and pick you up,” he said as he reached over to his phone. You jolted over to him and placed your hand onto the phone, “no.” you said, “no? Sweetheart you need some taming, you come in here, i try to help you out and then you roam my house, get half naked and take one of my shirts… usually i’d say “thats some metal shit,” but sweetheart you need to calm down, you’re acting like a fucking brat!,” he says in a deep controlling voice.

The kind of tone that straightened you up in a flash. You sat at the edge of his bed, “i- im sorry mr. munson… I'm just fed up. Okay? I didn't mean to have a bitch fit, everything just happened so fast.” you whined as he stood directly in front of you, looking down at you.

His soft bulged print was inches away from your face. You looked him up and down as you gently placed your hand on his arm, “it won't happen again, i- i promise,” you said as you gave him the most of your doe eyes. Eddie went silent for a moment. His eyes had completely darkened and he began to breathe deeply.

“Are you mad at me mr. munson? I'm sorry,” you exclaimed. The answer was no, Eddie wasn't upset with you, in fact he was amazed. Amazed on how quickly he tamed you, how you were sitting right before him, inches away from his length. “No” he says as he breaks the tension and walks over to the other side of the bed. He had his back facing you, holding his face, hoping this could all be over before its too late.

In your eyes there was no doubt that he was angry. He said no so dry and unexplanatory. You stood up and held your arms, feeling bad and filled with sorrow. A tear ran down your cheek along with a sniffle from your nose. He quickly turned around and bolted towards you. Cupping your face he says, “babygirl, i'm not mad, okay? It's okay.”

You looked up at him, and instantly wrapped your arms around his neck, feening for a hug. He hugged you back with no hesitation. Your clothed boobs were on his upper stomach. He held you at your waist, gripping them enough to toggle a knot in your abdomen. His skin was so soft and bulky, you wanted to stay like this forever. “D’you wanna sit down babygirl?” he whispered. You nodded and he sat down on the bed with you in his lap, still holding onto you. His eyes were pinned onto you as you looked down at his chest. It made your mouth water in hunger, made your pussy cry in agony because of how good the seating position looked. 

“Are you uncomfortable?” he asks, “no, im okay,” you reply. You knew you were feeling the heat between you two. You wanted more, but did not want to make him feel uncomfortable. So you started to send hints, “just maybe if i sit… like this?” you moved your hips more towards him. The cloth between the two of you was the only thing that stopped you from touching him. He gave your hips a soft squeeze, sending electrical shocks down your body. “This?” he asked.

His dick throbbed in his sweats, you could feel and see. You could only think about popping his dick into your mouth and tasting him. “I wanna know what you're thinking about, how you're feeling.” he ruts his hips into you, “wanna be all up in your mind, sweetheart,” he says in a deep tone. You look back up at him and at this time, your pussy was throbbing and screaming in agony. You were desperately grinding against him,

“I.. i want..” you struggled. You knew what you wanted, needed, craved. GOD DAMN Y/N SPIT IT OUT GIRL!

“I want you.. I want you,” you whined, “please daddy.” his eyes lowered and darker as a soft sound escaped his mouth, 

“Say it, pretty pretty pretty-”

“Please” you finished his sentence with a little whimper. The sexual tension was really a problem… and only he could solve it. You shivered along with your breaths. His huge hands guided you as you continuously grinded on him. Feeling his thick dick under his sweats, feeling it throb of need and greed, feeling the heat between the two of you. 

“Right there, sweetheart,” he whispered, not breaking any eye contact. He watched your pretty face as it presented pure pleasure. His right hand moved from your hip to your ass, massaging it slowly. Your mouth opened slightly as your breath deepend. Your lips were now onto eddies as tongue broke the barrier, fishing for his tongue. his beard rubbed against your face as both tongues were wrestling each other as Eddie moved his hand down from your ass to the back of your pussy. He made small circles, allowing you to lightly moan in his mouth. Working his hand in your thin cloth panties, he notices how wet you are.

Looking you deeply in the eyes, he pulls away from the kiss, sending a look that asks “do i have permission?” you nodded slightly.

He hated the fact that he loved your hair, your eyes, your pretty lips, the curves of your body, all of it. He even hates himself because he knows he’ll never be able to replace your asshole father as he eases his cock into you. Creating a burning sensation, “mm fuck,” you moaned, “are you okay?” he asks you, caring so deeply for your feelings. “It h-hurts.. So good. More, please,” you whined in his mouth.

He pushes you own onto his huge, bulging dick. “You're so tight sweetheart,” he moaned. Quickly, eddie flipped you over so that you were beneath him. He kicked his sweats off an kneeled in front of you as his dick was throbbing inside of you. you squirmed underneath him, admiring his chest hairs with small specks of silver, so needy that you were basically fucking yourself.

Grabbing your neck, he slightly pulls out of you, and pounds it back in, “ohh, fuck, please, harder,” you cried out. He repeatedly pounded into you, causing your eyes to tear up. You loved it, every bit of attention he's given you and every inch of his dick. He looked down at his dick as it slit in and out of your pretty cunt, watching your glisining slit cover it repeatedly, “such a good fucking girl for me,” he grunts. 

He leans down, still thrusting into you, and kisses your lips so gently. He pulls back from the kiss, causing a string of fluids to pull due to the distance, “so beautiful sweetheart, so tight, so wet,” he pants. Your tits bounced in the inside of his hellfire shirt as he watches, “that's the last of my favorite shirts. Who told you you could wear that one?” he thrusts harder,

“Im sorry- im sorry i didn't know. I'm a brat… im your fucking brat” you whined as tears ran down the side of your face. He didnt know if you were hurt or if he’d done something wrong. He pulls out of you, “are you okay? Do we need to stop? We can stop if you nee-”. You sat up and grabbed him by his dick, you stuck it back inside of you, looked him deeply in the eyes and said, “dont stop fucking me, please.” 

The noices of skin slapping skin, moans and whimpers, and sounds of liquid messes filled the room and echoed off of the walls. 

You looked so beautiful taking his dick, so beautiful that he wanted to stay inside of you forever, he wanted to die there, so you’ll be the last thing he sees.

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UM WHAT THE FUCK

Found this while waiting for my dbd game to start. My friends are now asking what I wheezed about

Y/n: “Guys… I’m trans…”

Freddy: “What? Like, a transformer?”

Y/n: “Well I mean-“

Ghostface: “Autobot’s! Rollout!, BRRR-“

*picks Y/n up and runs around with them*

This is my brain almost 24/7 XD

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