Kinktober Day 7 (10/07): Spanking Starring Hayden Christensen

Kinktober Day 7 (10/07): Spanking starring Hayden Christensen

Kinktober Masterlist

WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Hayden/sub s/o, spanking, fingering, degradation/dirty talk, praise, lmk if I missed anything!

synopsis: Hayden’s patience slips after many hours of his girlfriend constantly begging for his attention at a con.

WC: 749 words

It was so unfair. He had barely given attention to her the entire day, since they were at a con in L.A. She understood, since he wanted to give all his fans the attention they deserved and all that, and he also wanted to have fun himself. However, that’s one thing. Paying little to no attention to her afterwards was a completely different story.

So, she had been practically begging him for attention, for his touch. Even if it was just a simple caress or holding hands, she didn’t care. But she barely got anything, no matter how hard she tried.

The car ride home was dead silent, too, besides the low volume music that played. She tried to reach over to touch him, but he moved her hand away. His expression was neutral, fixated on the road, but she couldn’t help but feel guilty. Did she do something wrong? Was she asking too much?

They arrived home, and again, it was silent. Then, he spoke up, his voice almost a growl, “Bedroom. Now.”

A shockwave of arousal coursed through her veins and down to her core, and she quickly obeyed orders. She went into their bedroom, going to strip down, but his hand stops her. “I didn’t tell you to undress yourself.”

She swallows hard, letting go of her clothing, and his eyes narrow on her frame, looking her up and down as if he was judging how appetizing she was to him. “God, what am I gonna do with you…” he curses under his breath, tutting a bit before sitting down on the edge of the bed. He guides her, finally holding her hand, over his lap. Her brows furrow for just a moment before she hesitates with the realization.

His hand comes up and caresses her ass ever so gently, before taking off her pants, revealing her lacy thong he picked out for her today. A rumble seemed to emit from his throat at the sight, but she didn’t get the chance to revel in her current situation before his hand came down hard on one of her cheeks.

She cried out at the pain mixed with pleasure, her body jolting instinctively. He keeps her where he wants her, though, using his other arm to hold her in place. “I think we’ll do twenty,” he says, not asking for a response or any argument. “Because my girlfriend is such a good slut for me.”

It’s only been three or four, or was it five? No, no. Definitely four. But three sounds more right…

She could barely even comprehend anything after such a small amount, all the attention she was receiving, the pain and pleasure, mixed with Hayden’s dirty talk and praise all combined into one.

It didn’t take too long for the twenty, and she tried her hardest to be good for him. Maybe there were a few things that occurred at the con that she just happened to miss, maybe that’s why he’s like this. But she didn’t mind, not one bit.

“Such a good girl…” Hayden muses as he rubs her globes soothingly, occasionally giving a little squeeze. “My poor baby just wanted my attention, huh?”

She nodded quickly, a small whimper escaping her, making him smile. “Awh, my poor thing…” He kissed her on the cheek, “Well, gotta take care o’ you for bein’ so perfect for me.”

She wiggled her ass a bit excitedly, teasing him a little, and he simply chuckled before hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down. She was absolutely soaked, that much was definite by just the mere sight.

“So wet for me,” he murmurs, running his thumb over her slit before rubbing her clit in ways he knew drove her mad. Not long after, he inserted two fingers, pumping in and out of her as he whispered dirty words and praises.

She came pretty quickly, for which he praised her for. “There you go, good girl. Right on command…” he whispered, riding her through her intense orgasm. “Such a good girl. My perfect girl.”

After she came down from her high, she went to lazily move off him, but he stopped her, swiftly bringing himself off the bed and in between her legs, since she was now on her back on the bed. “No, no, princess. I’m not even close to bein’ done with you.”

Kinktober Day 14 (10/14): Blowjob starring Stephen Glass

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, switch Stephen/switch s/o, blowjob, mommy kink, pet names (babe, baby), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: It was a normal day for the couple, and they decided to play some Monopoly after work since it was Steve’s favorite game. However, things take a rather… intimate turn.

WC: 429 words

Sometimes things happen after careful analysis, research, and consideration. Other times, frankly most times, things happen because someone goes, “Screw it” and they just decide to wing it instead. A lot of people usually choose the second option ninety-nine percent of the time. Some actions taken as such may be more consequential than others, while there are some that are a lot more rewarding in contrast. This one, for sure, was way more rewarding.

“C’mon, Steve!” she groaned, watching as he grinned sheepishly as he claimed Boardwalk. She always loved taking it since she started playing when she was young, for no particular reason, and if she didn’t get to it first, Steve would take it to rub it in her face.

He chuckled shrugging, “Sorry, baby… Guess the universe is on my side tonight.”

“Oh yeah, sure,” she retorts, huffing before rolling the dice. She moves her spot, playing her turn, before hesitating for a few moments. “…Screw it.”

Stephen’s brows furrowed slightly when he heard her mutter, and before he could respond, she was underneath the table. The smile he had on widened, thinking she was trying to hide herself. “You have to hide your face because you’re so mad?” he teased, but he gasped and his eyes widened when his pants were swiftly pulled down and his cock sprung free. His hips jolted slightly in panic, but her warm hands kept him in place, licking long, taunting lines with her tongue on his tip.

“Baby,” he breathed out, his hands immediately darting out to grip her hair. He could feel her smile against his tip, before taking him all the way.

His head threw back in pleasure, whimpers and whines escaping his plump, pink lips. Tears prodded at his waterline, making his vision through his glasses a bit blurry as they threatened to fall. She was so skilled with her mouth, it felt so good that it hurt.

“…Mommy,” he whined, his hips bucking into her mouth and making her gag slightly. She always gave head like a champ, but she was just too damn good at it. It was intoxicating, addicting.

“I’m close, mommy,” he moaned after not too long, already overstimulated from all the attention and pent up feelings from the day. She hummed around his length, giving permission, and he shot his cum into her waiting mouth.

He panted heavily afterwards, watching as she came back up from underneath the table and smiled, licking the remaining cum dripping off the side of her mouth.

He breathily laughs, “You’re so gonna pay for that.”

Kinktober Day 13 (10/13): Daddy Kink starring Hayden Christensen

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Hayden/sub s/o, daddy kink, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), mating press, degradation, ass slapping/spanking, pet names/name calling (lovie, slut, whore, pretty girl), creampie, quickie (kinda?), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: It was completely accidental, but Hayden's girlfriend couldn't help the word that came out of her mouth when she saw him come out in his suit for Ewan's Walk of Fame ceremony. So, of course, they were fashionably late... Or right on time?

-> note: featuring the outfit above <3

WC: 485 words

He looked so damn good. She was in complete awe when he stepped out of their master bathroom, wearing a nice blue blazer and dress pants and a white collared dress shirt underneath. He looked so sexy, so unbelievably sexy. She couldn't even understand how she got with such a god of a man.

But then she was deprived of all the control she had over her body, specifically her mouth. Her thoughts were accidentally said out loud, and all that she could hear herself say was "...Daddy?"

She immediately realized what escaped her lips and her face flushed with embarrassment, quickly turning and burying her face in a pillow and screaming into it, the noise muffling. He simply stood there, smirking with a raised eyebrow.

"Y' like it that much, lovie?" he coos tauntingly, ignoring her quick, shaky apologies after getting her face out of the pillows.

"I-I didn't mean to say that, I'm so sorry, I-"

He cuts her off by kissing her tenderly, grabbing her hips and pulling her up. She couldn't help but melt into his touch, kissing back softly and wrapping her arms around his neck.

It soon turned into a heated makeout session, and eventually, he had her ankles almost to her ears as he pounded into her.

"Such a fuckin' slut f'me," he grunts, his head tilting back in pleasure, all the stimulation combining. "such a perfect whore for daddy."

She whimpers at his dirty words, gripping his shoulders tightly as he roughly abuses her cunt and rearranges her insides. She really couldn't help what had come out of her mouth, but she got a feeling he was into it.

"What's my name?" he growled, and when she only replied with a noise of pleasure, he swatted her ass forcefully making her cry out. "What's my name?"

"Daddy!" she breathed out, and he slapped her ass again.

"I didn't hear you. Say it again!"

"Daddy!"

Her orgasm came over her like a freight train, her back arching and body convulsing. He rode out her orgasm with her, quickly cumming along with her as her pussy throbbed around his length.

As they both came down from their highs, panting and entwined in each other's arms, he couldn't help but smile as he looked down at her. She was in his arms, where she belonged, all nice and cozy in the blankets.

But then he realized: The ceremony.

"Shit," he panted, "C'mon, baby. We gotta go."

She nodded, quickly grabbing the dress that was now thrown somewhere on the floor and hastily putting it on, making sure her appearance was presentable. She wouldn't want to humiliate herself, let alone her boyfriend.

He also put on his clothes, and then came up from behind her as she stood in front of the mirror. He kissed her neck, smiling as he did. "So is daddy gonna be a new name, pretty girl?"

I just logged on to do today’s Kinktober prompt and I saw that I have something to announce!

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I was really hesitant to start posting at first for a lot of reasons. “What if people don’t like my writing?”, “What if it just doesn’t get out there?”, “What if people hate on me for it?” Just a lot of negativity. What I definitely didn’t expect was how warmly I was welcomed. Some of my favorite writers liked my content too! THAT was wild.

I’m so glad that a lot of people really enjoy my writing, and I’m really trying to improve it lately. Whether it be my format/layout of posts (i.e. the new black lacy divider hehe), length, etc… I’m always trying to be better. However, I’m beyond overjoyed that people seem to really like my writing. Thank you all so much again! <3

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Kinktober Day 8 (10/08): Bondage starring Will Beeman

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Will/sub s/o, bondage (using a tie), oral (fem receiving), pet names (princess, fiancé), slight hints at breeding/creampie?, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: Will had a bad day at work, and though his fiancé is concerned, she absolutely revels in the events afterwards.

-> note: I'M SO SORRY THAT I DIDN'T POST THIS YESTERDAY 😭 I literally was out cold at like 5 PM because I was so exhausted... Anyways it just means that I'll post two today!

WC: 392 words

The sound of the door opening made her peek up, to see her grumpy looking fiancé immediately going into the bathroom, not even saying a word to her. Her brows furrowed in concern, wondering what had gotten him so worked up, and she made her way over to the bathroom as well. He left the door open, so she simply stood in the doorway.

“Bad day?” she asks, crossing her arms, to which he murmurs a gravelly little “Mmm” in reply. He rinsed his face off with some cool water, sighing heavily as he dabbed himself off with a towel.

She huffs. “Would you like something to eat, drink?” she questions, running through different categories in her mind to try and find something that could make his day a little better.

He simply shakes his head a little, before firmly grabbing her wrist and pulling her with him towards their bedroom. Oh. That’s what he wants.

A tingle of arousal courses through her and he made quick work of discarding her clothes, taking off his tie and using it to tie her to the headboard. He sat back a bit, admiring his work. “Such a good fiancé for me,” he murmurs in praise, leaning in and kissing her.

She hums in response, and can’t help but smile a bit to herself. She loved how he took control, even though sometimes it was a little rough.

He descended to her aching core, kissing her clit before skillfully working her with his tongue, sucking her clit occasionally. She was quickly turned into a moaning and babbling mess, writhing under his touch and struggling against the restraints. However, it was pretty tightly tied, so it wasn’t much help.

“I’m gonna cum,” she gasps as he doubles his efforts, even plunging two fingers inside her greedy hole to assist her into orgasm.

“C’mon, cum for me,” he encourages, and she does just that, arching her back and moaning shakily as she reaches the peak of her ecstasy.

Her orgasm subsided, and she simply lumps in her spot, and he licks her clean, only making her even more sensitive than she already was.

“We’re not done yet,” Will corrects, noticing how she actually thought he was finished with her, “needa fill you up first. You know that, princess.”

Yesss that’s absolutely fine can’t wait to read it 😁😁😁

Conflicted

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WARNINGS: eventual smut/porn w plot (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, threesome (the boys aren’t dating each other tho cuz INCEST), unprotected sex (piv), dp (double penetration), praise, degradation, name calling (slut), a bit of worship, oral/facefucking (m receiving), brief tit and pussy slapping, brief nipple play, a bit of aftercare, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: The twins take their best friend on a trip with their family, and end up confessing things that weren't wanted to be said.

-> note: Scott still does have sexual trauma, but it was with his aunt (who they now have a restraining order against). I’m so sorry this took so long!

WC: 1,922 words

Sam and Scott were going on a trip to Maine; their grandparents had owned a house there and they handed it down to their parents, so now they used it as a vacation home whenever they were going up there for a bit. This time, though, they wanted to bring an extra guest.

"Morning, mom," Scott said as he came down the stairs from his room. Sam was already in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal. It was rare to see him actually eating elsewhere besides his own room, but his excuse was he "just felt like it."

"Hi, sweetie," she responds lovingly as she makes herself some waffles, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"Uhm... I'll just have some cereal," he decides, grabbing the box and pouring some into a bowl he fetches as well.

The silence was deafening, and all it did was create a slight tension in the room. "Mom..." Scott starts, and he looks at Sam, raising his eyebrows at him. They discussed this last night, wanting to ask to bring their best friend (and crush) along with them, but they never really came to a final thought. Sam shook his head quickly, but stopped and continued eating his food normally when their mother turned around.

"Yes?" she said. "What is it?"

He hesitates for a minute, wondering if he should give into not asking like his brother wanted him to, but he decided to ask anyways, being the asshole he is. "...Can our friend come with us to Maine?"

Sam groaned, slamming his head onto the island in frustration, which earned him a silently scolding look from his mother. He was fucked as soon as Sam could get him alone.

"The one that dresses like you?" she asks, to which he nods. "...Well, we all like her and enjoy her company. So, to be honest, I don't see why not."

Scott's eyes widened in surprise, and Sam's head shot up, his expression one of pure shock too. "What?" their voices rung out through the kitchen.

"A thing at work popped up, emergency, so I can't go with you guys. However, I'd be more than happy if she went with you both, so then you'll have someone else to hang out with. I was going to invite her anyways."

They certainly didn't see that coming.

That’s how they ended up loading up their mom’s van with their bags, waiting for her to show up. Their hearts pounded in their ears, the tension only heightening with each passing second.

And then she showed up, wearing a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants. It was going to be a long ride, so it made sense why she’d want to dress comfortable. But all it did was make their cocks harden in their pants. They thought she looked good in anything; she could wear a potato sack and they’d still get aroused.

“Hey, guys,” she greets as she carries her bags with her, gently putting them on the ground to return the hugs they immediately gave her. They were acting like they were little kids on Christmas with how excited they were.

“Hey,” Sam said, ruffling her hair a bit playfully. “You excited?”

“You should be,” Scott chimed in, “the place we have in Maine is huge. We got jet skis and kayaks for the lake, we got a shit ton of games… It’s gonna be so fuckin’ fun.”

"I bet," she responds as she puts her bags in the back, the twins following suit with theirs. Sam couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt; she might just think of them as friends, but they wanted something more. What if they completely screwed up if they told her, and that their friendship was ruined?

Scott felt the sudden tension from his brother, since they're pretty much involuntarily synced, and elbows him lightly. They both lock in a stare, and immediately, Scott knows what he's thinking about. "It'll be fine, man," he whispers to his brother.

"Are you sure about that?" he murmurs back, hoping it didn't seem suspicious. However, he felt a bit of relief since she was already opening the door and getting in the car. "I just... I don't know about this, dude."

"We at least gotta try," Scott says, "because we'll never know if we don't. You know she ain't gonna make the first move if she does feel the same."

Sam nods a little, "I know, I know. I guess we can try... I at least wanna stay friends. But what if she doesn't wanna?"

He sighs. "Then we'll just have to live with that. Somehow."

The both of them just decide it's probably the best that they stop talking, and they both get in the car as well. They weren't going to get anywhere just sitting there with their dicks painfully hard.

Once they got there, they settled in, unpacking their things and chilling out on the couch. The place was massive, and they took pride in it as they saw how awestruck she was. They were right on the water, too, which made it even more of a beautiful area.

"I wanna go for a quick swim," she states, getting up from the couch, "you two can come if you want. Then we can watch a bunch of horror movies when I get back, like we wanted."

They nod, and Scott looks over the couch. "I'll come," he says, turning off whatever random movie they put on.

Sam only took the initiative, feeling a little bit of jealousy, "I'll come too."

And so they all changed into swimwear, and the twins couldn't help but stare as they saw her in a black bikini. She smirked, rolling her eyes playfully. "Like what you see?"

They snapped out of their trance, their faces flushing a bit in embarrassment. They were way too alike sometimes.

She chuckled, "I'm just fucking with you guys."

They made their way to the dock, and she was the first jump in, emerging a few seconds later and moving her hair away from her face. "C'mon, you chickens!" she called out. "The water's perfect."

Sam looked at his brother, who simply shrugged, before following suit and jumping in. Coming up a few seconds later, he gestured for Sam to join them. He sighed, rolling his eyes before doing the same.

Eventually it became a warzone, all of them splashing water at each other and laughing. It was perfect, the addition of the sunset making the moment even more memorable, and Sam couldn't hold it in anymore. As she sent water towards him, he went under, popping up right in front of her.

His blue-grey eyes locked on hers, and they both just looked at each other for a moment before he cupped her face and kissed her passionately. Surprisingly, she was kissing back. Thank god, that would've been awkward.

Scott, for one, was shocked. Wasn't Sam literally the one that was reluctant to do this in the first place a few hours before? However, he didn't object to the idea, making his way over to the two. He put himself behind her, grabbing her hips and kissing her neck.

She moaned a bit into the kiss as she got double the attention, wrapping her arms around Sam's neck as their tongues danced.

He picked her up while still kissing her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her inside, Scott following the two eagerly. They were in for a wild ride.

They laid a towel on the bed, and put her down on top of it, taking a second to just admire her there. Her hair was fanned out above her head, as if it were a halo, and she was panting for air she was trying to regain from the heated kiss. They made quick work of removing their swimwear, and soon all three of them were naked.

They couldn't even believe this was happening right now, but she wasn't objecting to anything, so they took it as the hint that she wanted this just as much.

"Jus' tell us if it's too much, mkay?" Sam murmurs, to which she nods in response.

She then looks over at Scott. "Are you sure about this, Scotty?" she asks, "I don't want you to force yourself-"

"I've never wanted anything more in my entire life," he cuts her off. "I'm okay. Trust me."

He then then grabbed her hips, bringing her to the edge of the bed, his cock right at her entrance. "I'm goin' first."

Sam rolled his eyes and got on the bed above her, tapping the fat head of his dick to her lips. "Kiss."

She obeyed, giving little kisses to his tip like she were worshipping him. He smirked, satisfied. "Good girl... gonna have to make you worship me a lot more often. Lick."

She once again complied, kitten licking the throbbing head. He sighed in content, watching her submit to him as Scott pushed inside her.

She gasped, her head tilting back a bit so now her nose was touching Sam's tip, and he slapped her breast, making her cry out. "I didn't tell you to stop, slut," he growls, and she immediately goes back to kissing and licking, to which he hums in approval. "There y' go. Good fuckin' girl."

Scott set an unimaginable pace, barely giving her time to adjust. He just fit so perfectly, how could he resist? "Oh my fuck, Sam. You're gonna love this pussy just as much as I am," he grunted, "fit so nicely. She was so made for us."

"Yeah?" he says to his brother, before giving her another command. "Open."

She opens her mouth, and he slides inside, ignoring her tiny gag and he thrust into her throat. "Oh wow, baby. You're a fuckin' natural. Takin' us like a pro."

"I'm gonna cum!" she whimpered, though it was muffled because she had Sam's cock stuffed down her throat. They could make out what she said, though, and Scott only sped up, even though it felt like he was already at maximum speed.

"C'mon, cum for us," Scott coaxed, moving his hand to give little slaps on her clit, amplifying her pleasure. At the same time, Sam pinched both her nipples while still fucking her face, sending her over the edge and squirting all over Scott's cock.

He groaned and followed shortly after, shooting ropes of his hot seed inside her, her walls milking him for every last drop. Sam came at the same time as his brother, ironically, releasing his cum into her mouth and pulling out shortly after. "Show me," he commands, to which she sticks her tongue out, his seed on her tongue and in her mouth. He hums in content, smirking, "Swallow." She complies, and he leans down to kiss her.

Scott had a smug smirk on his face, too, pulling out to admire his work and watch his cum drip from her greedy hole. "Let's switch."

After a long, intense night, the three of them cuddled under the sheets, her in the middle, Scott in front of her and Sam behind her.

"...I love you guys," she whispers, still overstimulated from all the rounds they had.

Sam smiles, kissing her cheek from behind. "I love you too."

"And I love you too," Scott adds, not wanting to give his brother the upper hand, kissing her forehead.

She smiles to herself, "So, are we're like... dating now?"

"Well, duh," Sam responds, putting his chin on her head. "Just not dating... each other, y'know."

Scott nods in agreement. "But we're gonna have to get used to sharing, then."

Sam smirks a bit, "I'm fine with that."

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