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sadhours · 4 months
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gamer boyfriend with kurt
kurt x female reader
cw: 18+ minors dni, virginity loss, oral (m receiving), no use of y/n, awkward dirty talk, p in v (unprotected)
“Ya know, if you actually stream the gameplay and not just your face, people might watch,” you tell him as you sit back on the bed, plugging in your phone.
Kurt looks down at his lap and then back up at you, looks like he’s connecting the dots and you’re right. Like he’s never thought of that before. He pouts, “Yeah well maybe when the money from Spree gets to my bank, I’ll look into it.”
You huff, propping yourself up on your elbow so you can watch him. You have no idea what game he’s playing, video games aren’t really your thing. But it’s a bunch of dudes running around with guns. You’d have a better chance guessing if the games were listed on a board and you threw a dart at it. Who you think is Kurt’s character isn’t very good, though. The dudes running around in circles and not shooting. Gets shot several times in the few minutes you’re watching.
“Are you winning?” you ask, bored.
“No,” he mumbles.
You sigh and pick up your phone, scrolling through Twitter absentmindedly when some porn pops up and out of curiosity, you don’t keep scrolling. An idea pops into your head and you reach your foot out to poke Kurt’s thigh. “I know how to get some attention online,” you purr.
“How?!” he asks excitedly, glancing briefly at you and then his eyebrows furrow. “I’m talking to my girlfriend, not you guys!” he screeches into the mic. Then his eyes roll, “Yes, she’s real.”
You giggle, stroking your foot up his thigh and back down. His cheeks flush as he continues in the mic, “We haven’t had a chance yet.” He sounds embarrassed and you can assume they’re asking if he’s slept with you, in not so nice words. And you two haven’t. Not for a lack of trying on your end. Hell, you would’ve blown him in his Spree the first time you met. Granted, you were drunk but you thought Kurt was cute and really, you would’ve invited him in if he wasn’t so awkward. So you left him your number on a napkin but he never called. And for about two weeks you wracked your brain trying to remember his instagram handle that he repeatedly rattled off to you and your drunken friends. They thought he was cringey but something about Kurt intrigued you. He was sweet. And really goddamn good looking under that mop of greasy hair and clothes his mom picked out for him.
She was really the reason you guys hadn’t done much more than rushed handjobs in his Prius. Kurt’s mom was… protective. Babied the hell out of Kurt. Treats him like a teenager and not a 23 year old man. The door has to stay open when you’re over. Like that would stop two adults from fooling around.
“We’re busy, I don’t know,” Kurt’s mumbling interrupts your thoughts. “No! She wants to. She definitely wants to.”
You get up from his bed and get yourself between his thighs, purring into the mic, “Oh, I really want to.”
Kurt’s face lights up, cheeks flushing as they swell with a bright smile. You giggle, and close his laptop, ending his stream. Something like this will get him banned, and you’re pretty sure he’d cry over it. He starts to protest, “Wait! What are you—“ it dies in his throat as you palm at his crotch over his pants.
His eyes roll back the harder you rub and yours glance up towards the door, making sure his mom isn’t being nosy. But she works a lot so when she gets home, she tends to pass out watching TV. You’re probably in the clear as long as Kurt keeps quiet. Your fingers work to unbutton his jeans, pulling down the zipper before grabbing his waistband and tugging his pants down. You can see the swell of his dick chubbing up in his briefs and you rub your nose against him, looking up to see his pretty, full lips falling open. He’s gripping the controller close to his chest and his eyes are on you. Sweetest brown eyes you’ve ever seen.
Mouthing at his boner, you hook your fingers into his briefs and start pulling them down his thighs. Kurt’s impressive length flops out and rises with arousal, filling out quickly. Kurt hasn’t admitted he’s a virgin, but you’ve come to the conclusion he is. Which is a first for you and it’s exciting. The thought that you’ll be his first is intoxicating and has you soaking through your panties. You wrap your fingers around his cock and stroke him slow and tight, mouth watering at the sight of it. His cocks huge. Pretty. Thick and long with a pink head and it gets wet. Never seen a man leak so much. You lick his slit, giddy when he whines and grips the Xbox controller tighter.
“Maybe I am,” he mumbles into the microphone and smirks and you laugh softly, squeezing his dick tighter. More precum bubbles out of his slit and you’re quick to lick it up.
“Tell them, Kurt,” you bite your lip, “Tell them what I’m doing.”
He looks shy, eyebrows raising as his cheeks ruddy even more, “She’s literally touching my dick right now.”
He whispers it, barely audible and you wrap your lips around his tip, sucking softly as you look up at him. Wide eyed. Kurt whines again and then says, “I’m not lying!”
“Shh,” you hush him when you pull off his dick, “We have to be quiet.”
“Sorry,” his eyes are so so sweet and apologetic. You need him. Can’t handle it anymore. You stand, pushing down your leggings and underwear before climbing into his lap. He grunts, looking at you all wide eyed and confused but it just spurs you on more. You’re almost feral for it. For him. For Kurt.
“Shh,” you repeat, “Need you, now.”
You grip his cock, lining it up with your entrance and sinking down on him. You whine from it and Kurt moans, loud and shaky. Slapping your palm over his mouth, you look at him with wide eyes before looking over to the doorway.
“Kurt… keep it down, baby. Okay?” you whisper, gazing into those beautiful brown eyes. He nods, and you grab the controller, dropping it to the floor and guiding his hands to hold your waist. He grips you tightly, looking up at you with stars in his eyes. You smile, stroking his cheek with your thumb before lifting up and slowly lowering back down on him. Kurt looks amazed, eyes and mouth open in absolute awe. You build a slow and gently rhythm, wanting this to last at least five minutes.
You connect your lips to his, pushing the headphones off his head and they fall around his neck. Riding him steadily, you deepen the kiss as you slide your tongue along his lower lip. But Kurt’s Kurt so he doesn’t get it and you have to press your thumb to his chin and pull his mouth open. When you lick inside his mouth, he moans and digs his fingers into the small of your back. Thank God his cocks so long, it prods at your g-spot perfectly, hooked just right. You’re sure you can cum if you time it properly. So you kiss him filthier before picking up the pace, sucking on his tongue and licking against the roof of his mouth. Kurt’s completely falling apart, whimpering and messy. You bounce in his lap, adjusting the angle to ensure he’s slamming against your spongy bit just so.
His gaming chair squeaks under the weight, rhythmically mirroring your thrusts. You gasp, pulling back from the kiss and whispering in his ear, “Talk to me, baby. Make me me cum.”
“Oh!” he whines, “okay, uh… I’m fucking you. With my dick.”
It’s almost sweet and dorky enough to work, it makes you smile and you nod as you whisper back, “Yeah, baby. You are, your cock is so big. Filling me so deep, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” he whimpers, “Filling your pussy up.”
“How’s my pussy feel, baby?” You coax him along, knitting your fingers in his hair, slowing your movements.
“Good. Really good,” he struggles to get stay quiet, voice wrecked and shaky, “It’s wet and so good.”
“Yeah?” you hum, kissing along his jaw, “You wanna cum in my pussy, baby?”
“I—fuck,” he grits out, wrapping his arms around your waist while he holds you still, spurts of hot cum shooting from him inside you.
Well, you tried. You nuzzle against him and repeatedly kiss his jaw as he rides out his bliss. “That’s it, Kurt. Fill me up.”
He lets out a pathetic sound, face all contorted as he thrusts his hips up at you. Then his arms fall to his sides while he lets out labored breaths. You keep kissing his face and stroking his hair.
“Let’s go to mine. And we can do that some more,” you say and Kurt laughs, full of excitement and disbelief.
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slvtforstve · 29 days
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How Joe Keery characters would text back after you send them a naugthy picture ♡
i had so much fun with this
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memzyyy · 1 month
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i hate this story icl. it’s old tho so🫡
i lit had to DIG through my notes to find these fuckers.
i hate this fanfic so much i cannot emphasise this enough
SORRY FOR ABANDONING YOUS
@angelll135444 <3
NSFW DOWN BELOW
you had gone to a nightclub with him and a couple of his friends, when you got to a hotel there wasn’t enough rooms so you and your enemy were forced to share a room
little did you know it would end up with you on top of him with his hands on your hips while you ride furiously on his cock, milking him for all he’s worth.
“ah- fuck slow down~!” he hissed as he watched your tits bounce, you don’t listen as you continue to bounce
he grinned wickedly, his hands gripping your hips tightly attempting to halt you just at least a little. He could feel your warmth surrounding him, and he moaned in pleasure as you rode him roughly. His cock throbbed inside you, demanding more of your attention, your walls squeeze his cock in response.
His grip on your hips tightened, encouraging you to take more of him. "That's it," he growled into your ear, “take it all…” as you take all his dick in your cunt.
"Oh fuck!" His body jerked beneath you as you took him in full, his hips bucking up to meet your downward strokes. You could feel him getting harder and hotter inside of you, his fingers digging into your hips.
“shut up!.” you spat, as you wrap your hand around his neck and give a squeeze to his throat.
He groaned and closed his eyes, surrendering to the pleasure you were giving him. His cock pulsed inside of you, leaving you aching for more. "Fuck...so tight! never knew a whore like you could....," he murmured before you leant in to capture his lips with your own.
“shut up, i hate you…” you moaned while squeezing him, his tongue slid into your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance. His other hand found its way to your breast, roughly massaging the soft flesh as you both moaned in the kiss. As you continued to ride him, his thrusts became more forceful, meeting your downward strokes with equal fervor. His moans grew louder, filling the air around you and him.
you’re so close! as your walls tighten around him it fuels his cock more; “Ah!" his entire body tensed, his cock pulsing inside of you as he released his seed. He growled against your lips before pulling away to catch his breath.
“this encounter means nothing, i still despise you.” you pant, giving him the dirtiest look; he chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with dark amusement. "I know you do," he replied, nibbling lightly on your earlobe. "But tell me, sweetheart... does hate feel this good?" he smirked.
“no….” you whispered, pulling him into another kiss
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cozymaples · 4 months
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public indecency | (kurt kunkle x reader)
contains: sub!kurt, public sex, oral!f receiving, afab!reader
kurt who's a complete munch, doing whatever you ask him to. kurt who begs pathetically to eat your pussy, because you're just so pretty!!!! and he needs you:((((
so you let him, fingers tangled in his hair, shoving his face deeper into your pussy as he kneels in front of you. he's smashed every numbered button on the elevator you were in, too stupid to realize that nothing would actually happen. so you stop on the first floor before he drops to his knees, and you press the highest floor number's correlating button.
"you'd better make me cum before we get to the top," you warn. "don't doubt it for a fucking second." he replies, lips latching to your clit, fingers sliding in and out of your pussy. he works you open, his pace increasing with each ding! of the elevator. you hold onto the metal railing behind you, gasping and panting as he works on your pussy.
for such a fucking loser, you've trained him well.
you wonder what your coworkers would think, dating such a pathetic fucking man, who managed to sneak into your work building. your "big girl job" as he calls it.
"fuck, kurt-m'gonna fucking-" you say, knees buckling as he moans against your clit. you unravel for him, and he holds you steady, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand when he's done.
"just in time," he snarks, the elevator opening as he rises to his feet. you nudge him harshly, causing him to wince out an ah!
"go back to where you came from." you snap, and he rolls his eyes as you step out of the elevator. you smooth out your skirt, and he chuckles, pressing the button for the ground level.
"see you at home, sweetheart."
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ddejavvu · 1 year
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Kurt fucking you in the back of his spree my beloved <3
Always sets a towel down for you because if he’s gonna cum inside you, and eat you out till you squirt, the least he can do is make sure it’s sanitary for his passengers. Kurt will lick most of the mess up. Just at least him him record you licking the mess he can’t reach off of his face. Your mess, while he’s red and panting and his tongue is fuzzy out of his mouth. (He may even have a million recordings from his dash cam, of him and you fucking in every available position in that Prius)
holy shit.
this post is 18+, minors dni.
"Look at this," Kurt breathes, chest heaving with deep breaths as an after-effect of his orgasm, "You're- god, you're full. You're leaking."
"Kurt," You whimper, hips squirming in sensitivity as your cunt remembers the feeling of Kurt's hard cock dragging against its insides, "Please, just do something!"
"I will," He croons, angling his camera closer towards your dripping pussy, spreading his free hand over your stomach, "I will, babe, just- wow."
You're sure your cunt is a sight, sticky and dripping with obscene amounts of Kurt's cum. He cums hard, he cums fast, and he cums a lot. You're almost worried he'll wait to eat it out of you until he's regained a proper breathing pattern, but you know he'd rather suffocate in your pussy than hold himself back from it.
"Here," He sets the camera on the center console, turning it to face him as he hikes your thighs up over his shoulders, "Sorry, babe, I just- I had to get a good shot."
"Mhm," You nod, watching him with desperate eyes as he adjusts your positioning, teeth digging into your lip, "Quick, Kurt, please!"
"On it," He mumbles, nose bumping your clit as he dives in. His tongue presses flat to your slit, collecting the smears of his own cum that had oozed out from between your lips. It puts pressure against your slit that only makes you ache more for penetration, reigniting a slowly dying fire from after he'd pulled out.
"Oh my- god!" You gasp, hips jerking upwards into his face and thighs squeezing his head. His tongue prods sharply in through your slit, a gush of his cum mixed with your slick pouring onto his tongue. He nearly chokes on it, teeth scraping your clit and jolting it with a zing of electricity where his face had been unceremoniously smashed into your cunt.
He whimpers against your warm, wet cunt, the sound reverberating around your insides in a vibration that shakes you to your core. You're shamelessly squeezing his head with your thighs now, and you're not sure he can breathe, but you are sure he doesn't care whether he can or not. He's happy, and he'll want 'died eating pussy' on his tombstone.
Needy, rampant moans flow from your throat with all the grace of a man on fire, but that's exactly how you feel, Kurt's tongue dragging a trail of heat from just below your ass to the hood of your clit. You're not sure if it's the leftover high from when he'd cum, the sound of his release squelching inside of you as he tongues it, or the way that he whines into your pussy, but maybe it's a combination of all three that makes you squirt.
The feeling of your cum splattering his face doesn't deter Kurt, it might even make him more eager. He cleans you up until your legs tremble, and tears threaten to spill from your eyes.
"Kurt," You beg, tugging on his hair, "Please, please too- too much!'
"I'm not done," He begs, tongue sweeping a glob of cum off of your inner thigh, "Please, just- just a little more!"
"I can't-!" You cry out when he dips his tongue back between your folds one last time, lapping up the last smear of cum from inside of you and leaving you a sticky, drooly mess.
"Sit up," He urges you, slipping his hands behind your back and making sure you're in the camera's line of sight, "And- and clean me up, babe."
He takes your chin in his hands, tilting it so that you're slack-jawed and panting only inches from his face. When you arch upwards and drag your tongue along his cum-stained chin he moans, a similarly sticky tongue on display as his jaw drops.
You lick him clean with a series of sloppy, open-mouthed kisses that eventually land on his tongue, gathering the sheen of slick that lays on its surface and smearing it between your own tongue and his.
He lets it transition into a sloppy kiss, all drool and tongue and teeth until your lips are bitten raw and spit seeps down your lips.
It's only when you break away to slump your forehead onto his face and breathe that he remembers the camera, reaching for it and showcasing the shine of your spit on his chin.
"Love you," He murmurs, positioning the camera in his lap so that it gets a shot of your sweat-beaded, fucked-out face.
You nod, lips stinging and slick with drool, eyes drooping shut as you breathe, "Love you too, Kurt."
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littlelioncub43 · 11 months
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i'm so glad tech tuesdays are back!
thought: what if you caught kurt kunkle sneakily livestreaming sex with you, and you decided to let the viewers choose if he gets to cum or not?
Ooooh hohohohohohohohoooo 😈 yes
He's so gross. Let's fuck him.
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He really thought he could get away with it. Like, honest to God. He didn't think you'd notice his laptop webcam light on, especially with the screen brightness all the way down. The moment you did a double take at the oddly angled laptop, Kurt knew he was fucked. And he meant literally fucked.
You stopped your bouncing the moment you saw the little green light, your head cocking to the side as you stare at the completely dark screen. Kurt is still under you, gasping and trembling (he was trembling the whole time but now you can tell it's for a whole new reason).
"W-wait—" he stutters and tries to sit up.
"Shut up," you spit and force him back down with a firm hand on his throat. He whimpers when his back hits the mattress, his cock throbbing from how tight your grip is on his neck.
You pay him no mind as you lean over and turn up the brightness. Lo and behold, it's streaming. Countless messages flooding the chat as you realize how long it's been streaming. Nearly 2 fucking hours.
"I'm didn't-I'm sorry," he whines, sounding close to tears. Again, you ignore him, instead opting to read a few messages to yourself. Your silence scares the shit out of Kurt but he couldn't help the way his cock seems to get even harder in his fear. He tries to speak again, but you tighten your grip on his throat, his breath now a gentle wheeze.
"I said shut up, Kurt," you look down at him now, anger pouring out of your eyes, noticing how Kurt tries to rut up into you on instinct. You glare down at him for a moment, thinking about what to do with him while you watch his face turn a soft shade of pink. With a smirk, you start grinding in slow circles on his cock, drawing a thin whine from the boy underneath you.
"You were being such a good boy, Kurt," you tsk at him with a disappointed frown, "I was going to let you cum inside me," he whines brokenly at that, his face crumpling, "but now I don't know if you deserve to cum at all."
"M'sorry! I-I — please! I'm so sor-sorry! Please!" He cries, his eyes watering even more.
"Do you think begging will help you?" You coo mockingly, bringing your lips to brush against his cheek, giving the sweaty skin soft kisses. "Poor, dumb, baby," you whisper before forcing him to look at you, letting him fill his lungs with air again, "it's not up to me whether you cum or not."
You force his face to the side to watch the chat, a constant stream of messages flood the screen.
Don't let him cum!
He doesn't deserve it!
Make him cry 😏
Edge him, it'll be soo hot!
Fuck him faster
You see his brown eyes get even bigger when he reads some of the chats. Kurt was already desperate for his release, he needed to finish or he might actually die. The tears that built up in his eyes finally spilled over with a soft sob.
"Oh n-no! Please! I wan-need it! Need to cu-cum, please!" He cries, his hands clawing at your hips that keep their tortuous pace, trying to speed you up. You giggle and turn him back to face you, your hips now bouncing quickly, blubbering apologies and whore-ish moans pouring from his open mouth.
"Play stupid games, win stupid prizes."
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mimixmunson · 2 months
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Kurt Kunkle would 100% be a gamer bf. You’d have to beg him to come to bed because it’s 5am and he’s been playing all night, leaving you in bed all alone. You can hear him shouting over his headset to whatever 12 year old has killed him in the last game. 
You’d walk into his spare bedroom (the gaming room he had turned it into) completely naked and call his name, massaging the back of his neck. He turn around, a little bit jump scared because he didn’t hear you come in over the sound of gunfire in the game.
Once he catches a glimpse of your naked body under the neon light of the room, he’d rip his headset off and grab your hand. Running with you to the bedroom, because no game is better than pussy. Even losers like Kurt know that.
Throwing you onto the bed to the sound of his own laughter, and burying his head against your belly. “You want me?” He smirks, brushing his hair out of his face. Trailing his fingers from under your belly button to your slit, narrowly missing your clit. You direct his hand to the right spot, and he stays there completely still until you whine.
His fingers only start to motion when you beg, because boy does that man love any form of feedback.
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l1tw1ck · 1 year
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Fuck (Marry, Kill)
You get drugged in the backseat of Kurt's car
Bottom!FTM Kurt Kunkle x Top!Masc Reader
{Request} | AFAB Language Used
CW: Non-Con, Stalking, Drugged Sex (Aphrodisiacs), Oral, Car Sex, Squirting, Degrading, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Creampie, Kidnapping
📝 1,213 Words
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"Thanks for picking me up again…uh-" You pause, noticing that your driver’s wearing the same shirt you were wearing last time he drove you.
"It’s Kurt, you know, KurtsWorld96? I drove you la- last week?" He looks at you offendedly.
"No- I- ugh…I just- I have the same shirt."
"Oh yeah, I know." He smiles. You give him a weird creeped out look but don’t press him further. You don’t wanna know. Kurt grabs a reusable water bottle that was in the cup holder and hands it to you, eyes still on the road. "You mus- must be thirsty, have some water."
"I dunno…" You look at the bottle suspiciously. It wasn’t see through so you couldn’t tell if it was really water in there.
"C'mon. Jus- just drink it, o- okay?" Kurt tries to stop himself from losing his temper.
"…Okay." You shrug. It’s not like you had much to live for anyway. You take a big sip of the water, weirdly enough you were kinda interested to see what would happen. The last thing you remember before blacking is Kurt’s weird smile in the mirror.
You finally come to, you shut your eyes tightly as a bright white light overloads your senses. You're so delirious you could barely hear anything either. The only thing you could make out was Kurt saying, "Fuck, marry, or kill?"
You couldn’t even process what he said, you’re completely out of your mind. You’re still in the backseat of his car but your arms are tied behind your back. You don’t even try to move, you’re too fucked up to do anything.
"Fu- fuck?" Kurt blushes. "Really guys?" He looks at the results of his poll.
Someone donates a dollar, the text to speech reads the message aloud. "Don’t act like you didn’t want fuck to win."
Kurt bites his lip. "Well…obviously…" Kurt fumbles with the waistband of your sweats.
A quiet involuntary groan escapes your lips as he finally makes it to your underwear, hand lightly tracing your dick. "You like that?" Kurt laughs creepily. "Should I suck them off, guys?" He looks at the chat, the answer is unanimous. Everyone wanted to see him give you a blowjob.
"Wonder how big your dick is…" He kneels down on the floor and pulls your underwear down excitedly. Your half hard cock flops out, making Kurt moan softly.
He grips your dick, licking it up like it's ice cream. He sucks lightly on your tip, drinking up your pre cum.
"Mm.." You look down at him, bucking your hips up. Kurt's eyes widen, the drug was an aphrodisiac but you should be too weak to do anything. Kurt tries his best not to throw up as your cock continuously attacks the back of his throat. "Fuck.."
The tips of his ears redden from the sounds of your groans. He's always loved your voice and smell. When he stole some of your clothes, he recorded you talking and used it and your clothes to get off. The stream saw the whole thing, from the break in to the heavy breaths he let out after his orgasm.
All his viewers wanted to see him get his brains fucked out, some even wanted to do it themselves.
"Yes—" You roll your head back, your movements jittering as you come. Kurt swallows everything he can before pulling away.
He turns to the chat. "Wha- what next?" His voice is hoarse.
The chat is unanimous, everyone wants you to fuck him.
Kurt bites his lip and turns back to you, his blush illuminated by the LEDs draped around his car. He takes his pants off and gets onto the seats, leaning against the door. He spreads his legs apart, showing you and one of the various cameras how soaked he is while wearing what is no doubt a stolen pair of your underwear.
You watch hazily as he pulls the boxers off, spreading his folds apart before pushing two fingers in. He shivers under your gaze, putting a show on for you.
Your length springs back to life as you practically drool over him. He keeps his eyes locked on your face while yours are focused on his dripping cunt.
He slowly pulls his fingers out then crawls over to you. With his back facing you, Kurt lowers himself down onto your cock. He moans like a whore as you fill him up, he's been waiting for this.
You wiggle out of your restraints, which were lazily tied together, and grip his waist tightly. He wraps his arms around the headrest and looks back at you, a dark and lustful look on your face that makes him tremble.
You're out of your mind right now and all you can think about is how good Kurt feels around you. You buck your hips up into him while bringing his body down to meet your thrusts.
Kurt bites his lip and grins, if it weren't for the fact that he parked in the middle of nowhere, everyone would be able to hear his slutty moans. He glances over to his phone, his stream has over 50k viewers now.
He makes a peace sign and widens his grin, his pose starts to falter when your cock rams against his g-spot. "Ooh- fuck~!"
Your movements however, never falter, even when he squirts all over the seat and car floor. Kurt didn't understand how powerful the drug was until now. Even despite how cramped it is, you're still fucking him so damn roughly.
"Shit- shit-" He hugs the headrest tightly, drool dripping down onto the seat. "Holy sh- shit~"
The chat is flooded with degrading words, slut shaming Kurt and calling him names like whore and slut. He turns back to you, wanting to hear those words come out of your mouth.
"Da- daddy~!" He moans, hoping to provoke something out of you.
You groan, somehow slamming into him harder. "Mmh-" You spank him.
He gasps, his eyes shooting wide open. "Fuck!" Kurt grins. "Again- fuck— spa- spank me- again!"
You spank him again. "slutty little bitch.." You mumble.
"Aah~! Yes- 'm a slutty bitch, daddy–" Kurt bites his lip and causes it to bleed, coming once again.
You dig your nails into his hips before coming, filling him with your load. It's so much that Kurt's convinced you've been abstaining.
Kurt looks at his phone with hazy vision, seeing '100k viewers'. "Tha- thanks you guys." He makes a goofy smile, his hand shaking as he makes a peace sign.
You pull out of him and sit down, coming back down to earth. You hear Kurt talking in the background while you're trying to put all the pieces of your memory together, trying to make sense of it all.
Kurt turns off the stream and grabs his (your) underwear, pulling it up to save whatever cum hasn't fallen out of him and climbs into the driver's seat. "I'll take you home now."
You make a noise in response and lean into the car seat, drifting off to sleep.
You wake up half an hour later and look around. "This...where are we going?"
Kurt laughs. "Home."
"This isn't where my house is.."
"Oh no, I meant my home. We're going to my house."
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justmeinadaze · 2 years
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Masterlist
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Kurt Kunkle
A Toxic Lesson
A Toxic Lesson Part 2
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usedtobecooler · 1 year
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chop chop slide | kurt kunkle x fem!reader
Pairing | Kurt Kunkle x Fem!Reader
Warnings | sexual content 18+ minors dni, unprotected piv sex, car sex, rough sex, hair pulling, scratching, dirty talk, degradation, recording without consent, mentions of murder skits. eludes to an unhappy ending.
Word Count | 1.3k
A/N | this has been a draft for a looooong time so i'm glad it's finally complete and published!! thank u to my favourite kurt babes @loveshotzz and @chainsawmunson for dealing with my ramblings for this fic, and to @superblysubpar for kickstarting my obsession with writing for this lil incel
He’s not incredible at this, you need to make that perfectly clear in your head before you end up falling in love with a sociopath. It’s hard to remind yourself when he’s deep in your guts and fucking you in rhythm with the shitty electronic music that’s vibrating in the car, bass thrumming through your veins. 
There are little spatters of blood above his eyebrow, the tips of his dirty blonde hair matted with it, and you’re trying to ignore it but it’s hard to. You knew his murder skits were fake, (or so you hoped) still it doesn’t make it any less unsettling to look at, especially in the vulnerable state you’re currently in — tits out, cunt stuffed full, locked in a basic strangers car. 
“H-holy shit,” Kurt stutters, knocking you out of your trance, wide eyes tearing away from his soiled hair and back to his awestruck face. His own eyes are watching where you’re bouncing on top of him, your pussy sucking him in, soaking his pelvis. You leave a creamy ring of release matting down his pubic hair, a testament to how turned on you really were. 
You bury your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging tightly until he’s hissing and punching up into you, cock gliding wetly inside your velvet walls. It’s animalistic, a push and shove for dominance, and you’re unsure who’s going to win as his fingers bite into your thick thighs and keep you held down on him, the thick head of his cock bruising into your cervix and knocking the air from your lungs.
It was unexpected, when you’d pulled his cock out of his pants in eagerness, you didn’t expect to see the absolute monster that sprung loose. He was hung, ridiculously so, and from that second you knew you needed him in you. Wasted no time in sinking down onto him, relishing in the quiet whining it produced from his puffy pink lips.
It was still knocking the wind out of you now, though. It made you feel dizzy with want, the biting at your slick walls still somewhere in the back of your mind.
“Your pussy is so tight,” Kurt groans, head thumping back against the headrest, eyes squeezing shut as he catches a breath for a moment. You find that moment of weakness to regain control of the situation, using your knees to start up your movements again, clamping down on his girth until he’s gasping, eyes flying open again, “I’m gonna cum if you — fuck, fuck!”
“Feel that good?” You ask, stupid on his cock. Of course it fucking feels good, you can feel him pulsing inside of you, stretching your walls with every deep stroke. You loosen the grip on his hair in favor of clamping your fingers onto the back of his chair, bouncing with more vigor, unable to contain the pretty moans spewing from your gloss-slick plump lips. 
The winding in your belly builds with every deep stroke of Kurt’s cock inside of you, the curved tip brushing at your frontal wall perfectly until you’re mewling, back arching until your chest is flush to his own, his soft baby blue sweater welcoming against your hot skin.
Your gushing cunt begins to drown out the shitty bass thrumming in your ears, sloppy and dripping all down the insides of your thighs and laving at Kurt’s balls. The slick sounds a testament to how turned on you are, and that mixing with his silly little pathetic whimpering is about to do it for you. It builds, and builds, and builds until —
“Say you want me,” Kurt’s voice catches you by surprise — it’s not as high pitched as usual, deep with want as he fucks up into you, doing half the work for you as your body goes limp, exhausted from the impending orgasm that just got washed away in an instant, “Say y-you— say you need me.” 
Your cunt clenches, a wave of heat thrumming in your belly at his words. You can’t even reply, at a loss for what to say, unable to focus on anything but the way the tip of his cock grazes your frontal wall and the needy way his big eyes are watching you. 
He doesn’t like that you’re not giving him an answer, not giving him what he wants. He whines like a petulant child, fists a hand into your hair and tugs you back until you’re bent backwards, lodged in between the two front seats on the center console. You yelp, crying out at the new angle and the change of pace. 
“Say it.” He demands, the pleading look still etched on his face, though his eyes are hardened in a way that’s almost terrifying. It’s hard to focus on the murderous look in his eye when he’s fucking you so rough you feel like you’re bruising, and you’re so weak for it that you’re gushing all over him, like a true sadist creep. 
“W-want you, Kurt,” You stutter, unable to hold back your tears when he tugs your hair harder. The song changes, though your ears hardly register it. From this angle you can see the streetlights out the windows, painfully aware now of how open and public this is, how if the cops came you’d both be fucked. It doesn’t help how much you’re enjoying this. 
Kurt groans when you finally give him what he wants, the reply he needed, all the anger on his face changing to bliss, “Tell the camera how good my cock is,” He’s smirking at you, gleaming white teeth showing menacingly under the harsh lighting. You tilt your head further back, finally aware that he’s been filming this the entire time — red light on his little gopro that was stuck to the windscreen.
You panic a little when you make eye contact with the camera, aware you’ve given yourself away completely now, so if he were to show this to anybody or post it there was no way to deny it was you. But when Kurt fucks up into you so hard your eyes roll into your skull, the anger and offence disappears as fast as it came. 
“Fucking admit it,” His words catch between a plea and an order, whiny at the end as you continue moaning instead of obeying him immediately. Your tummy winds tight, tighter than the hand he has wound in your tresses, the rough tug making your scalp burn, “Do it, you slut.”
“It’s — it’s so good, Kurt. Fuck, oh fuck,” You’re yelping, vision blurring at the edges, his violent words mixing with the harsh way his cock slams into your spongey spot enough to tip you over. Your fingers grip at his sides, talon-like nails raking into his skin hard enough to tear it as you cum, white hot heat spreading through your body as your cunt spasms and clenches around his thick length.
“You — you’re s-so wet,” Kurt stutters, his hips faltering in a telltale sign that he’s close to losing it. You watch him with hazy eyes as he leans forward, upper body engulfing your own, his free hand coming out to squeeze roughly at the swell of your tit, thumb sliding over your tight nipple until you’re moaning for him, pussy pulsing around him. 
“Yeah?” Your voice is hoarse and wet, the stinging in your scalp turning to pain and raking a sob from you, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, “Cum in me, then. Make me even wetter, you’d like that, right?”
Apparently, he would. Because your question has him grabbing at your soft breast harder, his hips stilling as his cock pulses inside of you, thick ropes of cum painting your insides. He’s so pretty when he cums that you can’t rip your eyes away, his hazel orbs slipping shut and dusky pink lips parting in a ragged moan.
It’s quiet for a second as the song transitions into something a little quieter, unfamiliar in your ears. So quiet, that you’re able to pick up a small whisper that sends chills down your spine;
“I'm not letting you go now.”
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dimepdf · 2 years
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DATING KURT WOULD INCLUDE. + KURT KUNKLE
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masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. what being in a relationship with Kurt would be like.
pairing. kurt kunkle x reader
genre and warnings. 18+ under cut MDNI, none gender specific, incel Kurt, fluff, gamer boyfriend trope, not canon to movie, just silly little headcanons, i honestly don't know how to tag this. | — feedback is always welcomed & don’t forget to reblog 🤍
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Honestly, I can not believe that you guys convinced me to write this. You literally put a gun to my head and told me to start writing this with my black ass. 
Ight come get y'all juice ig.
Kurt is the type of boyfriend who just doesn't know what to do when you show him affection, the man takes a minute to process every compliment that you give him.
"Wait...Did you just call me a pretty boy?"
"Kurt, I said that an hour ago, babe."
Your first date is going to be cheap.
I'm just being honest here, but that doesn't mean that this man wouldn't burn a hole in his pockets just to buy you whatever you want from the McDonald's dollar menu. 
He will randomly just check up on you throughout the day.
Even if you're spending it together, he’ll suddenly just stop what he’s doing and analyze you for a bit.
Despite you two being in a relationship, Kurt pulls zero bitches, no matter how much he tries to present himself as this super confident guy with a super hot partner.
And because of that, he’s very inexperienced when it comes to relationships.
You have to be the one to initiate everything when it comes to your relationship. 
But when you are being affectionate, you have to turn it all the way up a notch because this man is kind of dense.
You would wrap your arms around him as he sat in his gamer chair watching him play one of his silly little games. 
The sound leaking from his headset as you shifted to his lap, unaffected by your presence, thinking you just wanted to cuddle.
But then you start kissing him on the collarbone...
Man's is instantly hard.
here's where it get's a little spicy...
You discover that Kurt is quite vocal during sex.
Like a modern day porn star, you cannot shut him the fuck up.
Every little touches from you makes him feel like he’s experiencing sex for the first time, every time.
It isn't that hard to please him since he’s never felt the touch of a everyone ever in his life, so you would give him the most sheet gripping, teeth clenching, knuckle biting head of his life.
Kurt has this thing with eye contact.
You have to look him in the eye while you guys are having sex or he just can’t cum.
Same with biting.
He doesn't do it to you, but he’ll burst at the seams if you tease him by sinking your teeth into any part of his body.
Do not try this with his slong.
He has accidentally hit you before the time that you tried to jump scare him.
His reflexes are insane. 
Also he cries. 
You have to give that man aftercare because he literally breaks down.
That post-nut clarity hits him like a ton of fucking bricks.
All he wants to do is be the little spoon and cuddle with you. 
okay back to being cute again...
Whenever he wins a round, you have to kiss him. 
He’ll spring from his gamer chair at the end of the round and jump onto the mattress just to steal a kiss from you.
will brag about you to the ten-year olds online that he’s playing with
“Yeah, well my partner is super freaking hot so…no im not lying dude!” 
“Y/N! COME TELL THEM THAT YOU’RE TOTALLY REAL AND NOT MY MOM!”
waking up and seeing him on the game or making his little "beep boop" music in the corner of the room with the lights turned off.
“Jesus Christ Kurt, turn on the light at least you look like a serial killer.”
“Oh I'm sorry honey, I just didn't want to wake you!”
He constantly asks you for your opinion on everything.
He just can’t help it.
He just constantly wants your approval and wants to impress everyone, especially you.
Lowkey, he has this thing with taking pictures of you while you're sleeping, like his entire camera roll would be just you sleeping in random places he likes to scroll through whenever he’s bored.
You guys do fight, just not very often, but when you do, it's usually over something very serious.
“....are you mad at me Y/N?”
“You literally drove off and left me in a random fucking parking lot because of a game sale Kurt.”
Since he is very into being social media famous, you do have to bring the hammer on him sometimes to stop him from doing dangerously stupid trends.
But other than that, your relationship is usually just shits and giggles.
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🔖 @quinnxmunson @lluvin @summerhornet @coralluminaryinternet @jonathansmalewife (for Kurt)
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slvtforstve · 1 month
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𝗟𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗧𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿'𝘀...
𝗧𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗷𝗼𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀
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*𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗚*
- 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗼𝗻 (𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴)
- 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗧𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗺𝗮𝗻 (𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘰 𝘚5)
- 𝗞𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝗞𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗹𝗲 (𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘦)
- 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿 '𝗞𝗲𝘆𝘀' 𝗠𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘆 (𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘎𝘶𝘺)
𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗙𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆 @ 𝟭𝟬𝗽𝗺 𝗖𝗧
𝖲𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌!
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𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗷𝗼𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗱𝘀
𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗷𝗼𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘆 𝗽𝗶𝗰
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memzyyy · 4 months
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enemies to lovers?
this was a kink day 10 on my last acc but like yeah
also i don’t want people in the comments complaining. YOU chose to click more so what you read isn’t my fault and quit fucking whining😒
NSFW DOWN BELOW
he was your enemy.
the enemy you hated
despised even
you wanted to KILL him
but if you wanted him dead so badly… why are you letting him defile you? letting him fuck you, he hates your guts, you hate his… why does that make it more enjoyable?
you’re laid under him in a mating press, your arms around your legs gripping onto your hips trying to get him to slow down, he seems too excited..; “ah~! fuck! ngh~” you moan when his hips don’t halt and continues the pace, “don’t try stop me, princess, i want to hear you scream.” he whispers in your ear. you try snap at him like you usually do but your mind is fogged so all you could meek out was; “shut up— don’t call me that..” as you whimper and whine inbetween sentences.
He moans in your ear as you grip his hips tighter; “it feels so good- ngh~ being in control like this..” he stammers out continuing the thrust his dick into you, “taking me so well~” he mutters.
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lipglossanon · 1 year
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With Your Hands Between Your Thighs And A Smile
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(Title from the song lyrics 505 by Arctic Monkeys)
Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, stepcest, slight breeding kink, creampie, dirty talk, stepbro!kurt, fem!reader, slight perv!reader
Quick author’s note: if the thought that Kurt seems OOC crosses your mind just know I don’t care lol. Enjoy!
More stepbro!kurt found here
/ ˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅˅ɞ♡⃛ʚ˅ \
The house is quiet after your mom and step dad loudly declared they were heading out for their monthly date night. You only wave goodbye as you continue to channel surf.
Kurt, your brand new step brother, sat slouched on the other end of the sofa. You gave a quick glance to him and saw he was completely zoned into his phone. He frowned down at the device before locking it with a sigh.
“The b-battery on this is shit,” he mutters out loud, turning his attention to the tv.
You hum in agreement, as you now openly look at him. You kinda hated how much you liked him. He was such a loser but weirdly sweet. He has been nothing but nice to you and your mom—really trying to make you both feel welcomed (although you could tell he and his dad had a strained relationship).
After he got over the fact you didn’t do social media (his exclamation of “how will people even know who you are?!” was met with an eye roll and a laugh, “I’ll introduce myself to them, Kurt”), you and he got along really well. The fact you wanted to fuck his brains out, however, is something you’ve been keeping pretty close to the chest.
You’ve had to live together for the past few months now since the actual marriage ceremony and you feel like you’re about to crawl out of your skin with want. Kurt is so cringe and clingy, but somehow that seems to really work for him. It hasn’t stopped you from fantasizing of riding him in the back of his car or think about sneaking into his room at night to slip under his covers for a bit of fun.
And now, here you both were at home on a Friday night with your respective parents gone until the wee hours of the morning. You bite your thumbnail as a half formed idea flitted through your brain. You bring your attention back to the tv and begin to purposefully search through the channels for a borderline porno type of movie. Once settling on one, you press your back to the armrest so your body is facing out toward Kurt.
It takes a few scenes before it seems to click with him, which by that time you already have your shorts tugged down as you slowly tease your slit through the gusset of your panties.
“W-what’re you doing?” he whispers, like he’ll get in trouble (god he’s so clueless it makes you want him even more).
“Just trynna have a bit of fun, Kurtie.”
His jaw clenches but his eyes stay on the motions of your hand as you slowly tease yourself. You give him a coy smile.
“You can’t touch me but if you want to jerk off, I wouldn’t mind.”
He sucks in a deep breath and you watch as his dick thickens in his sweatpants. You moan and shuck your shorts and panties all the way off, leaving your cunt bare to his gaze. You then strip off the skimpy tank top you were wearing with nothing underneath leaving your tits completely uncovered.
Kurt’s eyes greedily take you in, bouncing from your hardening nipples down to your dripping pussy.
Your fingers dip back down your body to circle your sensitive and swollen clit. You let out a low whine as a gush of slick coats your inner thighs.
Kurt’s dark eyes sweep over your body, back up to your own heavy lidded gaze.
“You’re so hot,” he breathes out quietly, his own hand squeezing at the bulge in his sweatpants.
You bite your lip to hold back another whine.
“Wanna touch you, Kurtie”
“I-I want to touch you too, but we can’t,” his brows furrow, “we shouldn’t even be d-doing this.”
You sigh out a moan, “I know. It’s really dirty.”
You slip your fingers through your slick folds and sink your ring and middle finger into your soppy wet hole.
“Wish it was your fingers, Kurt. Your hands are so big.”
You watch as he slips the band of his sweats down to his thighs. His cock springs up with a wet slap to his belly.
“Fuck,” you moan, “want you in my pussy so bad.”
“You can’t say that,” he pants, hand slowly beginning to stroke his cock in time with your thrusting fingers.
You pout, “Why not? It’s only the truth.”
“C-cause,” his eyes dart to the door, “we’re step siblings now. What we’re doing is bad.”
You hum, “Mmhmm so bad.”
You slowly ease your fingers out of your clenching heat and crawl over to Kurt’s side of the couch.
He stops stroking his dick to press his hands into your shoulders to stop you moving into his lap.
“W-what’re you doing? You said no touching,” his eyes are glued to your swaying breasts and bare cunt.
“I changed my mind,” you murmur and push against his hold to slip into his lap. You both let out low moans at the feel of his hard cock rubbing against your wet pussy. He kicks off his sweatpants the rest of the way leaving you both now nude.
“We just won’t put it in,” you whisper against his lips, “it’s not wrong if you just don’t slip it in my needy little hole, right Kurtie?”
Your lips drag against his with every sinful word from your mouth. His pupils are completely blown out when you pull back to run your hands down his chest.
“Take this off for me, please?”
He scrambles to quickly remove his shirt, only to get tangled in it before ripping it off and throwing it down on the floor.
You bite your lip as you card your fingers through the light smattering of his chest hair.
“God Kurt, you’re so hot it’s stupid.”
“Y-yeah?” He watches you completely dazed, hands loosely holding your hips like he doesn’t know where to put them.
“Mmhmm, wanted to suck you off the first time we met,” you suck your bottom lip into your mouth as you move your gaze from his chest to his eyes, “wanted to cry and choke on your cock while our parents were having their stupid dinner date in the other room.”
“Fuck.”
His hips thrusted up, dragging his cock up against your clit making your hole clench on nothing. His hands slowly come up and cup each breast. His thumbs begin to softly circle your nipples.
You mewl, arching your back so it pushes your breasts further into Kurt’s space. His lips are parted in awe as he takes your nipples in between his fingertips and tweak the hardened buds.
You couldn’t stop the wanton sounds from tumbling out of your panting mouth.
“So sensitive,” Kurt whispered to himself, ducking his head down to suck on your nipples constantly swapping from one to the other.
“I love your tits, you’re a-always wearing such low tops, and—” he grinds his cock up against your thighs, smearing precum along your skin.
Your hands slide up from his chest to cradle his jaw. You watch him pout as you pull him away from your breasts. Your hands slink down his body to tease the thatch of hair above his dick. His hands go down to your hips, massaging and groping the fat there.
“Maybe,” your gaze drifts down to his swollen, leaking cock. You softly tease the tip before pressing his foreskin back to circle the head.
“Maybe you could just put the tip in,” you say, still dragging your fingers against his pink cockhead.
“Wha—“ he moans, eyes clenched shut and the grip on your hips bruising. You hope there are fingertip shaped marks tomorrow.
“Just the tip isn’t going all the way, is it?” You coo at him, fingers slipping away from the head of his dick down his shaft to feather across his balls.
“Fuck,” he moans, his head dropping forward into the junction of your neck and shoulder, his eyes taking in your hands teasing his balls.
“Just t-the tip, nothing else?” He finally gets out, pulling away to look you in the face.
You smile wickedly, “Exactly, Kurt. It’s gonna feel so good.”
He groans, “Alright, but just the tip. We can’t do a-anything else.”
“Of course, Kurtie,” you press a quick kiss to the apples of his cheeks. “Now, put it in me, please.”
“You want me— oh, fuck. Okay, okay,” he’s mumbling to himself as he slips the tip of his dick into your wet spasming hole.
“Yes, so good. Such a good boy for me. S’just the tip Kurtie, promise won’t go any further.”
His hands are gripping the fat of your thighs like a lifeline, head tossed back in an effort to keep still.
“You’re so fucking tight, god I can’t—“ he chokes out, bringing his blown out gaze to your own.
“You’re just too good at stretching me out, Kurt,” you whine, pressing closer to him, dragging your lips across his in an almost kiss.
“Fuck me, y-you can’t just say s-sh-stuff like that.”
But you’re so desperate at this point and not able to think past the feeling of the slight stretch of your pussy and how empty it feels. Whining you work his cock further and further into your body as Kurt just holds your thighs in a death grip.
He’s mumbling out, “Stop, baby, f-fuck. Can’t keep going— you’re gonna— shit your so tight, gotta stop before we go too far.”
He groans until you’re sitting flushed against his pelvis.
You lift you up just to slide back down, enjoying just how big and thick he is inside you.
“Couldn’t wait, Kurtie,” you sigh out, eyes slipping shut and cunt stuffed full.
Your eyes flutter back open only to see Kurt’s lips pressed in a thin line and eyes dark.
He lifts you up until he’s nearly slipping out before slamming you back down, a choked cry leaving you.
“You promised you wouldn’t go too far.”
He repeats the rough thrust and now makes you grind down as his dick stretches out your weeping cunt.
“But you just had to do what you wanted, huh? Needed me to plug up your s-sloppy little pussy? Telling me how nasty of a, a girl you are.”
He doesn’t pull out as he shifts you both to lay out on the couch. You cry out as he begins deep harsh thrusts, so thankful you’re the only two home as Kurt rails you into the beat up couch.
“Nothing but a cock slut,” he growls in your ear, “only good for letting me use your tight hole.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” you chant, nails digging into Kurt’s broad shoulders, “need it, need you.”
“I’m not gonna last too long,” Kurt grits out.
“Mmm, you gonna cum in me? Going to fill me up?” You gasp out, feeling as Kurt thrusts into you even harder.
“Y-Yeah I am. I’m going to fill that p-pretty pink pussy to the brim and you’re going to love every s-second of it aren’t you?” He pumps his hips faster, feeling your cunt tighten around him.
“Mmm yes, please,” you moan, dragging your nails across Kurt’s back.
Kurt begins to grind down with every thrust of his hips, making you take him as deep as possible.
“Fuck, I-“ Kurt realizes much too late and is now trying to slow his thrusts, feeling closer and closer to spilling inside you.
“I’m n-not wearing a condom.”
His eyes finally drag up from watching his cock piston in and out of your clenching heat. His brows are furrowed in a mix of worry and pleasure.
You moan at the distraught tone and worried gaze, walls clenching around the thick cock splitting you open. You lift your head up to nip at his earlobe, tongue darting out to smooth the sting.
“Doesn’t it feel good though?” You murmur in his ear, “feel how wet and tight my pussy is? You know you want to give it to me. Watch as your cum drips out, leave my hole a sticky mess.”
He moans out while his hips pump faster.
“That’s it, Kurtie,” you purr, eyes glinting in pleasure, “give it to me. Make me cum on your fat cock and I’ll let you cream this pretty pussy.”
Kurt groans and begins to thrust sloppily with abandon. His hips are now rabbiting into your squelching cunt. The couch creaks as you’re filled again and again, your g-spot battered with each thrust that has your toes curling in pleasure.
You let out a breathy moan, “Oh, fuck, I’m about to cum.”
Kurt clumsily slips a hand between you two and starts rubbing at your clit a little too roughly but eager to please; his inexperience is doing it for you though. Your orgasm crashes over you. Your clit throbs as your pussy walls clench rhythmically around the cock filling you causing Kurt to reach his peak as well.
His thrusts stutter into your pliant body as rope after rope of hot cum fills your spasming cunt. You feel his cock throb and kick inside you as your hole keeps milking him for every last drop of cum. He lets out a low moan as he continues to finish inside you.
“There’s so much,” you gasp out, loving the feeling of being pumped so full of Kurt’s hot cum.
“Y-yeah I always—there’s always a lot to clean up,” he blushes so hard the tips of his ears turn pink.
You hum a happy sound as your drag your nails through his messy hair, “I like it, Kurt.”
He looks at you with the most lovesick expression you’ve ever seen before shaking his head.
“This is—we shouldn’t have—“
You lean up and catch him unawares as you kiss him breathless. Kurt’s eyes widen in surprise but lets himself sink down into your body, kissing you back.
Pulling away you give a soft bite to his full lower lip.
“I wanted it, Kurt. And from the feel of it you did too,” you grin up at his flushed expression, “plus it’s pretty hot to get creampied.”
You felt his cock kick inside your well used pussy.
“Wanna go again?”
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ddejavvu · 6 months
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I’d let Kurt Kunkle put his mouth on my boobs because I know for a fact that’s one of the first things on his bucket list
this post is 18+, minors dni.
he doesn't even know what to do with em at first. he's seen his fair share of porn, he's addicted to the stuff, but the moment your bra comes off he's braindead. your nipples aren't hard, but they easily stiffen in the exposed air, and you tweak em a bit to get em going, too. and he just watches you rub your tits, pinching and stroking at your nipples until they're hard for him. he's watching with his lips ever-so-slightly parted, totally dumbfounded.
you talk to him, you call his name, probably giggle when there's no response, but the sound of a fucking explosion couldn't tear his eyes away from your tits. when he finally gets back to his senses enough to reach out and touch them he just ghosts his fingers ever-so-softly against them, shivering the same as you do when he brushes a finger over your nipple. it's ticklish, sensitive, and you jerk slightly in place, a wayward giggle falling from your lips that's part moan.
the only time he looks away from your tits is to glance up at you for permission to put his face all over them, like that's not exactly why you took your top off in the first place. you nod, and he leans forwards, letting his parted lips just brush over your skin. he doesn't suck on them right away, doesn't go right in with his tongue out, he just moves his mouth over them, completely frozen. it's only when your nipple breaches his parted lips and slips into his mouth that he finally takes initiative, and he'll never admit it but he totally whimpers the first time he wraps his chapped lips around your perky little nipple.
once the tongue is out it doesn't go back in. he's sloppy with it, dragging it haphazardly and randomly over your skin, leaving shiny trails of hot saliva in its wake. he pays special attention to your underboob 'cause it's warm and sweaty and smelly and he's nasty like that, wants to drink it right out of your skin. probably spends an embarrassing amount of time just burying his nose beneath your tits and inhaling. you think he might suck the skin right off of you with the way he's breathing you in.
really, all you have to do is sit back and enjoy the ride. he does like it when you smash them together around his head to suffocate him. maybe push 'em together a little bit so he can fuck them as a treat. and stick your tongue out so he can aim for it with his tip. as an extra treat.
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steddiehickeys · 2 years
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Now hear me out, reader is friends with kurt and so they watch his streams and just chill there talking to him (they're literally the only viewer ) and one day kurt us jerking off thinking about the reader and it's on stream because he missed the stop button, or generally anything with kurt jerking off thinking about the reader does the job for me so yeah
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pairing: kurt kunkle x gn! reader
tags: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI, kurt being weird, exhibitionism (jerking off on live), reader kinda liking it
a/n: i like to think kurt’s wayyyy pervy. like if you were to call him out on it he would say he missed the stop button, but he fully did it on purpose. he knew he would have one set of eyes on him.
also i did not proofread this fyi
“well guys! i think it’s time for me to you know, log off for the night. don’t forget to subscribe and share this stream if you enjoyed! later kurties”
you knew you were the only one watching as he threw up his signature peace sign
cya kurt you lazily type onto your phone as you wait to see the big “STREAM ENDED” pop up on your screen, but no?
all you see on your screen is what looks like kurt’s ceiling. you’re about to close out the app before you turn your volume up to see if your ears are deceiving you.
moaning?
“yeahhh…y/n…j-just like that…”
you audibly chuckle to yourself while feeling yourself to grow embarrassingly turned on from this. was he really jerking off on live? thinking about YOU?
i mean, he definitely knows what you look like. you have dozens of pictures posted; he even took the liberty of liking some from four years ago, how sweet.
“you’re my biggest f-fan, aren’t you?” he asks no one as you continue to listen to the rapid sound of wet skin slapping.
little do you know, he knows you’re there. he wasn’t asking no one, he was asking you
he’s not even moaning anymore, he’s whining.
his whines get closer together and you can tell he’s about to cum.
with a final whine of your name leaving his lips, he’s cumming all over his stomach and black sweatpants.
feeling embarrassed for staying to listen to that, and for how hot and bothered you’re suddenly feeling, you decide to quickly close the app and get ready for bed.
the next morning you’re surprised to see the notification on your lockcreen from the streaming app.
New Direct Message from KurtsWorld96!
your heart speeds up a little bit as you slowly unlock your phone and open up the message. your eyes widen as 5 words sit on your screen.
did u enjoy the show?
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ok wait why did i kinda love this jddjjdjdjjdjd
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