Marauders Free-use Fantasy

Marauders Free-use Fantasy

Pairing(s) James Potter x Lily Evans, James Potter x Female!Reader, James Potter x Marlene McKinnon, Remus Lupin x Lily Evans, Remus Lupin x Female!Reader, Sirius Black x Lily Evans, Sirius Black x Female!Reader

Warnings I wrote this at 1 am if you see any mistake, ignore them, free use, somnophilia (established consent), p in v, oral, anal, curse words, foursome (MMMF), not cheating- sharing, no condoms, creampie

The marauders shared everything. Thoughts, ideas, braincells, clothes, food, money, even women.

So when Sirius stormed into their shared bedroom and began humping Remus’ sleeping girlfriend, he payed no mind. It was a common thing for them, everyone consented. James sometimes sought out Sirius’ girlfriend, Marlene, because he liked her dominant attitude and the way her big tits wrapped around his cock. Remus loved teasing James’ girlfriend, Lily, with his long, hot tongue. And Sirius’ current obsession was you, Remus’ girlfriend. You were a filthy whore who loved to be fucked anywhere, anytime, and Sirius loved watching your eyes cross as he pushed his cum deep inside your uterus.

Remus continued his herbology paper as if Sirius hadn’t undressed his beloved and was now fondling her breasts and hammering his cock into her tight cunt. You were surprisingly still deep asleep, the only indication that you knew what was happening were your soft mewls and broken moans.

Remus could no long concentrate. The sound of Sirius’ heavy balls slapping against your skin accompanied by your moans and whimpers made it impossible for him to think.

“James, do me a favor and shut her up.”

“Anything for you, moony.” James, who had previously been busy brainstorming ideas for his and Lily’s anniversary, quickly brought his cock out and walked towards Remus’ bed to shove it into your open mouth.

With 2/3 holes filled your whines increased in volume as you wished to be full in your anus as well. Remus sighed as he put his herbology paper aside and instead joined the threesome on his bed. He lubed you best he could with Sirius’ bruising thrusts before he gave you what you wanted and inserted his long, thick cock into your asshole.

How did we get here? Remus wondered back to that humid September night.

James and Lily had just started dating and things could not have been better. James was funny and kind and had truly matured other the summer, Lily was so glad Mary and Dorcas convinced her to give him a chance. One date had turned into many others, which turned into boyfriend and girlfriend, and now James and Lily celebrated 6 months of dating. Half a year!

For their 6 month anniversary James had prepared a beautiful scavenger hunt of places and times James fell in love with Lily. The scavenger hunt led Lily into James’ bed where they made love to each other under the dim light of candles. James’ cock was inside of Lily’s tight fluttering cunt when he got the strangest thought, ‘Sirius and Remus need to experience this’.

The thought scared James. He was usually very protective of Lily and even the thought of another person getting to experience her beautiful pussy made him red with anger. But for some reason the thought of his mates, Sirius and Remus, fucking his girlfriend didn’t anger him, it aroused him.

He obviously kept this thought to himself and only entertained the idea at night with his fist wrapped tightly around his cock. The thought was eating him alive and of course his friends and girlfriend noticed. Remus and Sirius were confused. It had been weeks of James acting strange, he wouldn’t look them in the eye and he flinched when they touched him- something was clearly bothering him but he wouldn’t spit it out. Lily was equally confused. It seemed after the night of the 6 month anniversary James didn’t have time for her anymore. He avoided her in the hallway and tensed whenever she brushed her tits against his arm to let him know she was thinking about him.

James’ strange behavior continued for two more weeks until Sirius got tired of it. If James wouldn’t tell him what was wrong then he was left with no choice but to consult the journal. Last Christmas Professor McGonagall had gifted James a journal and told him to write down his thoughts instead of entering her class during her off period and talking her ear off. James had played it off at first but he actually ended up loving the gift and journaling his every move and thought.

Sirius skimmed the pages. He hated to intrude on James’ privacy like this but if he did something wrong he needed to know, he would not lose his best friend. What Sirius found was unexpected but honestly better than anything his overthinking mind came up with. Little Jamesie had thoughts about Sirius and Remus fucking his girlfriend and he was embarrassed about it. Sirius grinned as he raced off towards the library to inform Lily and Remus. If James wanted to see his girlfriend be used and fucked by his best mates then that’s what he would see.

James sneakily entered the Gryffindor tower and climbed up the stairs to his dorm room. Avoiding his friends and his lover was no easy task and James was tired and achy from jumping into broom closets and running out of classrooms as soon as the bell rang. James didn’t expect to hear moaning and grunting coming from his dorm room though. Eh, he could just sneak into bed, he was exhausted. James kept his eyes down and movements quiet as he entered the dorm room and crept his way towards his bed.

“Jamie” a high pitched moan James knew all too well cut through the silence and made him freeze.

His eyes darted up and he was met with a sight only in his wettest dreams. Lily was naked on his bed, on her hands and knees, with Remus’ cock buried deep inside her cunt and Sirius’ cock balls deep in her mouth. James must have slipped on the stairs and died because he was in heaven. His sweet, innocent Lilypad being stretched out by his best mates cocks.

“We’ve been waiting for you, Prongs.”

“Such a good girl you have here, mate. Should have heard her moans when Rem pushed into her for the first time.”

James was sure his brain was deceiving him. This was just like in his dreams, there was no way they would know- his journal. They read his journal.

“Come here, my love. I still have one hole left to fill.” Lily extended her hand towards him and James almost tripped over himself as he quickly stumbled to grab it.

Sex Tape - E.M.

Summary: Eddie produced a sex tape of himself as a dare and it's been circling the student body. There was a surprising reaction among the female population gravitating towards your best friend and its got you curious despite the mixed bag reaction he got. When a little cassest tape makes its way to you... you know you shouldn't...

Rating: explicit

Warnings: everyone is above 18 in this fic, no minors. Sex tapes, cream pie, dirty photos, blackmail, kinda? Bratty!Reader, Henderson!Reader. Enemiesish to Lovers. Unprotected sex. Mentions of birth control.

A/N: Because I can't stop listening to the sex tape.

"Hold on, I gotta go find my dice!" Eddie Munson heaves a sigh at the kid who reminded him so much of himself and watches said kid sprint into the tidy home.

The only thing out of place was how quiet it was inside.

"Where's your mom?" Eddie calls out.

"Uh... she went on a cruise with a couple of her friends." Eddie shrugs to himself, content to know there was no mother to yell at him about stepping through the front door and treading on her clean carpet.

He's kind enough to shut the door behind him as he follows the direction the kid went slowly, glancing around. It's a little too tidy to be a normal house he thinks. Not a speck of dust and despite the cat that wanders by his feet with a happy chirp, he spots no cat hair.

What the fuck kind of house- nevermind, he spots an imperfection like he's doing a reality check. There's an obnoxious stack of slutty romance novels over flowing on the coffee table.

"I guess your mom's into fantasy, too, huh?" Dustin pops his head out of a room at the end of the hall.

"What?" He then approaches to see what Eddie's gesturing to. "Oh, no, those are my sister's." He mutters.

It strikes Eddie like a harpoon and he whips to look at the pictures he wasn't paying close enough attention to. Oh yes, he forgot about you. Bitchy, mean, and so very pretty.

"She reads dirty romance?" He questions.

"Uh, yeah, I don't get it either," he shrugs heading off to his room again.

"Is she, uhhh... home?" Eddie picks up your senior photo, letting his eyes wonder over the details of your face.

"Yeah, probably," he turns to a different door and bangs on it. "Hey!"

"Fuck off!" Gets called back.

"Hey, what are you making for dinner tonight?" Dustin shouts through the door. He hears a loud groan and the door gets thrown open. You don't notice Eddie when you begin chewing him out, so he just gets to admire the way your tee shirt and underwear cling to you. He thought the mismatched socks were a nice touch but he tilts his head the longer he starts to stare.

"I was in the middle of something!"

Eddie thinks he agrees with that statement as he takes in your shiny red cheeks and wild hair. He begins to approach.

"So?"

"So, you have to bang on the door like that?"

"You've always got your headphones on listening to that stupid red cassette."

"Red cassette?" Eddie demands, your eyes widen in shock when you see him, and then it melts into utter horror. He's only a few slow steps from you.

There was no way.

Eddie wants to kiss the lucky d20 in his pocket that he just so happened to be here in this exact moment. You can't respond for a few moments, words sputter.

"What are you doing here?" You snap finally, defensively closing your bedroom door behind you. Eddie let's out a malicious laugh. It bubbles up and stretches out with his amusement.

"Oh, my, my, my, Henderson. I never knew you had this side to you, I always thought it was science and studying that got you all riled up." Dustin looks more confused between the two of you.

"What?" He asks only to get ignored.

"Your sister's got a pervy little secret," Eddie sings making your cheeks go redder than he's ever seen anyone go.

"I don't think I want to know," Dustin relents, "I'm just going to look for my dice."

You gulp when your brother disappears and your cornered against your door by Eddie Munson, caught red handed.

"You know, I knew it was out of rotation," he starts, eyes dark like you've never seen. "I kept waiting for the principal to show up because he confiscated it, or for some furious boyfriend to come beat the shit out of me when he found it in his girlfriends radio. And all this time," he simmers, lowering himself down into your ear. "All this time, you had it hidden away. I bet that's what you were just listening to, yeah?"

"It's not the same tape," you squeak out, lying through your teeth.

"Then prove it," he hums, leaning back just so he can grin down at you. "Go grab this red cassette that's definitely not my sex tape and this will all be over." You grasp your door handle tightly when he reaches for it.

"Stay out. I have a right to my privacy," you attempt, flustered about being caught in your lie. It was a futile attempt. He gives another evil laugh.

"I have a right to my property though," he replies, licking his lips. You feel so stupid as you fling the door open and stomp into your room. He's on your heel, crowding your space as he makes his way to your bed with you. And what a sight it is.

You'd obviously been listening to it in your bed. The sheet look as though you'd thrown them off, your Walkman is set to pause but he sees it clear as day, in his very own messy scrawl: Eddie Munson from Corroded Coffin proudly presents: His official sex tape.

It's worn down more than he expected.

You fumble as you pick up your Walkman, nudging the eject button and getting frustrated when it sticks. "C'mon, not now," you grunt. You should have burned that stupid tape the moment it landed in front of you.

When you spare a miserable look at Eddie you find his big grin still plastered to his face. Smug as all get out. You thrust the broken machinery at him. "It's stuck," you grunt.

"How convenient. So do you just touch yourself to every night? Are you that mesmerized by my moans?" You flush, knowing he was referring to a particular part of his tape. Hating that you listened in the first time. Instead your just glaring him down in your bedroom.

"I've never- Hey! What are you- uh-" he looks up at your through his eyelashes, smug eyes still twinkling. But two of your fingers were being greeted by his tongue and your head was spinning. He hums around them as your eyes widen and you realize why he was sucking on your fingers.

Eddie was calling every bluff you had in the most unexpected ways. With a final lap to the tip of your finger, he grins. "Then why do your fingers taste like pussy?"

Your eyes dart back to your door, seeing it wide open. There was no recovering from this situation, and Eddie seemed all to pleased. You decide to change how you're handling this and head that way to close your door.

Eddie starts wordlessly stripping out of his jacket when you shut the door, reading you like a book. "Take off your pants," you demand, making him lift his eyebrows.

You'd only been moments away from climax when Dustin rudely interrupted you. You were still incredibly wet, still in need. Why listen to a tape when the real thing what right there.

You peel your top over your head, letting his eyes widen at your breasts. "Oh shit," he breaths and then starts working at his belt furiously. "Okay, get over here," he orders with a jerk of his head. You slip out of your underwear as you agree.

In moments Eddie Munson is pushing you head down into your mattress and pulling your hips higher. "Oh, you could have come to me if you needed me so bad. Promise the real thing is better," he hums, hands rubbing over your ass.

The door rattles under Dustin's fist. "Eddie? Did you guys get it sorted out?"

"Get out!" Your shout is muffled by blankets and Eddie giggles despite the situation.

"Dustin! Go wait in the van! Radio the rest of the party were going to cancel tonight!?"

"What!? Canceled!? But I found my dice!"

"We're a little busy, dude!"

"YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF!"

"Too late."

You gasp when he mutters that to himself and plunges a middle finger into your cunt. Dustin continues to pound on the door. He draws back slowly and your legs tremble.

Dustin gives up a moment later, wandering off to grumble into his walkie.

"Shit, you got so wet listen to me, huh?" You hear the filthy of it as he let's you rock against his fingers with a whimper.

"Hurry up, already."

"Oh, but you look like a kid with their hand in the cookie jar. Just can't help yourself, can you? You just," he groans eagerly at how your flexing around him, "you're really fucking hot right now, Henderson."

"Then fuck me, please," you whine quietly. He makes a delighted noise and his zipper comes down. You can't see it from here but you freeze your squirming the second the head of his cock presses against you. It's like a balm to your frayed nerves.

"Well, when you ask so nicely-" he starts and then let's out a loud, stuttery groan, "fuuuuuuck-right to the bottom!" He praises when you moan into the mattress below him. You both sink against each other to absorb that first push, soaking it in.

Then your lifting your hips and driving down on top of him. There's a whine from you both when it happens and he readjusts to your dismay. "Hey! I didn't say-UHHH!" You cry when he drives in again, setting a brutal pace, already hitting a deeply satisfying spot.

"Would you stop being such a fuckin' brat?" He grunts, forcing your back into a harder arch, your chest pressed completely into the mattress. You nearly sob as he manhandled you into the position he wanted. It feels so fucking good. "This all it takes, Henderson? A big, fat cock and you go all dumb?" His hips are relentless as he barrels into you, so turned on he knows he's not gonna last long. Especially when he's fucking you raw.

Oh, fuck!

He's got a rule about it. Hell, you've got a rule too. He's never broken it, too afraid to knock some poor, unfortunately soul up when he could barely figure his own shit out.

"Shit, babe," he groans out. "Your pussy feels so good like this," he let's out a little whimper that has you tightening around him.

He can both see and feel you tremble beneath him, so fucking close to cumming. He knows it'll set him off and as desperately as he doesn't want it to be over quite yet, he knows it's too much.

Your mutter breaks him out of his trance but he's not sure he heard you right. "What's that, babe. I can't hear you,"

"I-inside..." you whine, body wanting to tremble like an off-balance washing machine. "Want you to- uhhh, cum inside me."

That'll do it. His fingers tighten on you and he can't help himself this one time. Not when you're so kindly inviting him to do it.

With the bed repeatedly slamming against the wall, you hear him give out a loud laugh. It's insane. Normally, unnerving as whatever energy your words gave him has him fucking you so hard that the floodgates open and your cumming hard enough your screaming into the pillows below. You cum from the sound of his laughter as he gives a final jerk and cums hard.

You feel it as you begin to settle with your orgasm. His cock twitches and you feel the warmth of him spurting inside. "O-o-o-o-oh, fuck." He pants with you, watching as you slump against the mattress. He doesn't miss your whimper when his softening cock pulls out. He glances around the room because he saw it somewhere- there! He stumbles off your bed.

"Where are you-"

"Don't fuckin' move."

"Eddie," you whine, but remain in your spot on the bed as he trots to the otherside of the room and plucks something off your desk. You don't get time to look because he's returning behind you and

Flash!

You gasp, jerking up right. "You did not!" Your jaw drops as you turn to find Eddie grinning down at the Polaroid developing in his hand.

"Ohhhhh, that is quite the site." He commends, voice deepening. You lunge, climbing over him to reach for it. Instead he just holds it away.

It's not like you can even tell who it is. It's just a picture of your ass in the air and your cunt leaking his cream pie. "I didn't say you could take a fucking picture!"

"Mmm, no but I say it's an even trade," he hums, free hand tangling in your hair and jerking you to look at his fucked out face. He's flush, eyes lidded like he's stoned, and he's got a lazy smile etched on his smug face.

"Trade?" You demand.

"You keep my dirty sex tape, I keep the photo of you and your mismatched socks." You blush hard, going slack in his arms, unable to believe the words that just came out of his mouth. He wanted you to keep the sex tape? "Can't wait to show this to our kids one day and tell them about our first date."

"What first date?"

"This first date," he grins.

"Gross, you're not showing that to anyone-"

"No worries, princess. I'm sticking it in my wallet and only taking it out in the event I've gotta rub one out."

"I hate you," you groan, falling back. Your elbow hits the Walkman and the eject button finally seems to work. You groan loudly, then chance down a look at Eddie. He's only appreciating the sight before him. "I'm free Friday."

He cocks an eyebrow at you. "Did you just ask me out?"

"I'm not asking, Munson." Your grumpy face doesn't have the same power it normally holds on him.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you to Dinner..." he laughs, climbing over you. "And then I'm gonna fuck you again, but with a condom."

"I'm not dirty," you snap.

"Oh, you fuckin' are," he hums, grinning. "But I'm more worried about knocking you up."

"Fuck you," you grumble, "'mon the pill." Eddie let's out a sigh of relief.

"Thank fucking God! Look at how fuckin' beautiful that is!" He holds up the photo for you to see, it makes you flush hard. "That pussy is gonna get me in so much trouble." It's Dustin banging on the door again that knocks out the mood.

"Eddie! Get out here! We're fighting outside!"

"Oh, brother," you sigh.

This is a pro-choice blog.

It’s an I wanted this baby but at my anatomy scan I found out my baby will die after it’s born blog.

It’s an I’m not financially, mentally or emotionally stable enough to bring a child into this world blog.

It’s an I can’t live with the result of my sexual assault blog.

It’s an I miscarried but the fetus will not evacuate on its own blog.

It’s an I will die if I carry this to term blog.

It’s an I don’t want to be fucking pregnant blog.

It’s a pro-choice blog.

If you see this decision as a win, educate yourself. People with uteruses WILL die. And if that’s okay with you, don’t claim you’re pro-life.

Oh, and a big, fat FUCK YOU.

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Boss bends Busty Secretary over Copy-machine

Pairing(s) James Potter x Female!Reader

Warnings RAPE/NON-CON, dark themes, loss of virginity, p in v, public sex, cheating, bondage, rough sex, slapping, no condom, creampie, non-con breading, mention of pregnancy, swearing. let me know if I missed anything please!

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Working at Prongs & Padfoot Law Firm was truly a dream come true. After graduating law school and receiving no job invitations you were devastated but your friends had cheered you up and convinced you to apply anyway. A few weeks later you received a call back from one of the best law firms in England, there was one problem though, the position was for a secretary not a lawyer. After another round of depression your friends convinced you that any job at a law firm was better than no job at a law firm and being a secretary could help you gain experience.

You had been working at the law firm for 3 months now and things were coming along nicely. Your boss, Sirius Black, was fair and considerate. He was an amazing lawyer who cared deeply for the victims and worked hard to make perpetrators pay. Your coworkers were all hardworking and dedicated and helped you out with any questions you may have.

Today the office was buzzing with nerves. James Potter, the other boss, was arriving back to the office after going on his honeymoon with his beautiful wife, Lily. James Potter was a legend in the courtroom. He could pry secrets out of a corpse with his wit and charm. You had admired him for so long and he was the reason you had chosen to study law in the first place. You just hoped nothing embarrassing happened.

You were alone in the copy room making copies of yesterday’s meeting notes to give to Mr. Black when the door to the copy room slammed open and the shut. You jumped in surprise as you turned to look at the door. Panting, with his back pressed against the door was a man you’d recognize anywhere, James Potter. His eyes were closed as he caught his breath, his dark curls stuck to his sweaty forehead, and his whole body moved as his lungs weezed tiredly.

“Mr. Potter? Are you alright?” You asked, taking a hesitant step towards him, he looked ready to pass out which was odd considering how athletic he was.

James Potter’s eyes snapped open at your voice. He immediately straightened himself out, “Sorry, I didn’t know anyone was in here. I just needed a moment.”

“No, no. Don’t apologize. It’s so nice to meet you, I’m Mr. Black’s new secretary.” You smiled up at him happily. He was just as great as you imagined, much more handsome than his pictures too.

James tried so hard to listen he really did, but his body felt like a sauna. He had just gotten back from a three month fuck-fest in Bora Bora were he had not cum once. Sweet Lily tried everything. She let him fuck her cunt, asshole, mouth, tits, they had sex outside, inside, in the pool, in the ocean, she even slid underneath the table during dinner and sucked his cock like a porn star, nothing worked. Their sex life before marriage was amazing and full of cum but now James couldn’t cum no matter how much they tried.

“Mr. Potter? Are you sure you’re okay? You look really red.” Your soothing voice engulfed James’ senses. You were peering up at him with wide worried eyes and you were so beautiful. Your lips were red and James wondered if you tasted like cherries or strawberries. Your outfit was modest, with a pencil skirt that fell to your knees and a blouse buttoned all the way to the top, fit with a tie and everything. You were perfect, James needed to have you.

He pushed himself forward, grasping your shoulders roughly and pressing his mouth hungrily against yours. You were caught off guard and had no time to fight as James manhandled you on top of the copy machine with your back pressed painfully against the surface. His lips continued their assault on yours as you desperately tried to twist your mouth away from his. James pulled away from you with squelch sound.

“Mr. Potter! Please! What are you doing?!” You were incredibly confused and shocked about the events occurring.

James answered you with a harsh slap across your face, you cried out in pain and he slapped you again. He untied your tie and wrapped it around your mouth, creating a makeshift gag. He then took his own tie off and quickly tied your wrists together. You looked so pretty with mascara running down your face and body twisting trying to find an escape, James was going to have so much fun with you, he would not stop until he came.

James made quick work of unbuttoning your blouse and lifting up your bra. Your boobs were so soft and big, your nipples instantly perked up at the cold office environment. James grasped them and groped them the way Lily liked, rolling your hard nipples in between his fingers. You soft mewls were muffled but James could tell you liked it by the way your thighs rubbed together.

James continued exploring your body with his hands, dragging them downward, past your thighs until he reached the end of your skirt. He pushed your skirt up until all the fabric was bunched at your waist. You shook your head desperately, muffled ‘no’s’ and sobs leaving your lips. James payed no mind to you as he forced you legs apart and pulled your underwear down your legs. There would be time for teasing and eating you out later right now James needed to be inside you.

James ran a thick finger down your pussy, rubbing your engorged clitoris and teasing the entrance to your vagina. You were so wet James was certain he didn’t even need to prep you, but he was larger than average so he decided it was best to do it anyways. James teased your entrance a bit more before gently pushing his middle finger into your hole. Before he could get far he was stopped by a barrier he only felt once before. You were a virgin, your hymen was still in place. Fuck prep James needed to be inside you now.

“Fuck. Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin, sweet thing. Fuck I can’t wait to feel you.”

You wept silently as James quickly unbuttoned his trousers and brought his cock out. You nearly fainted at the sight. He was big, bigger than you had ever seen on porn or in your imagination. You whimpered at the thought that that thing would be inside of you.

“Don’t be scared, love, I’ll be gentle.”

James was anything but gentle as he pushed his cock inside of you mercilessly. He continued pushing even when your walls tried to push him out and your pained sobs grew louder. James could not register anything except the feeling of his cock entering your body. You were tighter than any woman he had ever been inside (and it was quite a few). James was balls deep inside of you when he felt it. The tip of his cock kissed your cervix and his balls convulsed painfully as he let go of 3 months worth of semen and sperm into your uterus.

“Fuck, I knew you were the one.” James groaned as he rode out his orgasm and rubbed your clit as a reward.

Once his orgasm died down James began to thrust into you, he was gentle but he picked up the pace as you began to move your hips to his rhythm.

“See, baby, I knew you would enjoy this. Good girl, that’s it, move your hips just like that.” Your mind was blank as pleasure overwhelmed your entire being. James’ cock stretched you deliciously. The drag of his cock against your inner walls was like nothing you had ever felt before. The pain and fear was long forgotten.

James was in heaven. After the ordeal with Lily he thought he would never find pleasure in sex again but just one thrust into your virgin cunt had him cumming and drooling at the mouth. James bent his body over yours to look you in the eye. He unwrapped the makeshift gag and kissed you passionately. From this moment forward, you were his.

“Cum for me, my love.” James held on to you as the head of his cock pushed against your cervix and once again filled your uterus with his sperm. Your legs shook and your back arched as you felt a powerful orgasm run across your body.

You and James laid there, trying to catch your breath and process what had just happened. After a while James lifted his body off of yours and carefully took his cock out of your body. You whimpered at the empty feeling and James gently shushed you with a kiss. Using his index and middle finger he softly fingered runaway cum back into your overstimulated vagina. It wasn’t James’ intention to baby trap you but he prayed to any god listening that you weren’t on birth control.