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mkay so my step dad is a pharmacist and sometimes he brings home random stuff from his job (idk why) and now we just have this??? In the garage???

I want to put it in my room but idk where

Yes

look at this photo of my stepdad

[ 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 ]

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Smut (18+), Dilf! Stepdad! Aged Up! Jungkook, Stepcest, Infidelity, Cheating, Daddy Kink, Corruption Kink, Dacryphilia, Dry Humping, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Creampies, Finger Sucking, Face Fucking, Swallowing

Jungkook had a such knack for playing dumb, it just made everything enjoyable to him. Especially around you—your reactions were priceless. Your eyes would widen, your face would heat up, he loved it. He loved it all.

Your mother wasn’t going to be home for a few months, so Jungkook took her absence as a sign to finally remodel his house. He also took it as a sign to make you his lovely assistant.

Jungkook enjoyed messing with your head as he changed the cabinets, doorknobs, the sink faucets, tables—anywhere. And the counters—oh the counters.

“I’m sure these counters’ll be used by us soon” he smiled with a glint in those brown eyes of his. “Used by us?” you questioned, not understanding.

Or at least not understanding—yet.

Much like the renovation plan Jungkook had for the house, he had a plan for you and him.

But now he was adding a new desk in his office, and as always you were dragged along.

That plain white t-shirt of Mr. Jeon's did nothing in terms of hiding his large muscles as he hammered a nail in place. How could he stand there in all his sweaty glory and still look like some Hollywood movie star? All you could do is stand there, holding the rest of the small pieces of metal in your hand.

“Could you hand me another nail?” he questioned. Without hesitation—you did. Looking down at you as you gave him the nail, he shot you such a charming grin that would make anyone melt. “Thank you, sweetheart.” said, winking at you. “So good for me” he murmured before going back to his work. “So, so good”

All you could do was stand there, burning up.

Jungkook smiled on the inside at the way your expression changed ever so slightly. He knew one thing about you very well—he affected you. He affected you so, so much. But after all, that was his perfect plan.

Later that evening, you’d catch him lounging on his new couch with his chin resting on his hand. His other hand was occupied holding a cup of coffee.

Who drinks coffee at ten at p.m?

Mr. Jeon's eyes were trained on your form, following every move you made towards him. He set his coffee down the moment you stood in front of him to hold your wrists, pulling you to his thighs. Bringing his lips to your ear, you felt his breath against your neck. “Do you like me, baby?”

His question caught you off guard. “Y-yes?” you answered timidly. “Yes?” Mr. Jeon repeated. “So how about…” he paused, trailing off. “Do you want me?”

“Want you?” you questioned him, clearly not expecting the blunt question you’d been dying to ask him all along.

Mr. Jeon rolled his eyes and tsked, “Oh don’t think I’m dumb—I see the way you look at me. You look at my hands, look at my lips, look at my thighs,” Your face was practically burning under his gaze. “And don’t get me started on what I hear from your bedroom”

He knows about the bedroom?

Mr. Jeon was rubbing the back of your neck endearingly as he continued. “You sounded so pretty moaning my name like that” he smiled “Wanna hear you, baby. Will you let me?”

You decided to make eye contact with the man who probably knows more that you expected. Slowly, you nodded. “Yeah?” he questioned gently, just to make sure. The nod you gave him back ensured your answer.

“Oh, baby” he groaned before bringing your lips to his.

You swore your eyes rolled to the back of your head the moment he kissed you. Had he wanted this as much as you, maybe even more? You decided it didn’t matter as your hands found their way to his salt and pepper hair. The kiss made you gasp for air.

Mr. Jeon's thumb hooked in-between your shorts, pulling the clothing off you successfully. The feeling of his clothed boner made you moan into the now make-out session between the both of you.

Much to Mr. Jeon's disappointment, you pulled away first. Although, he wouldn’t be disappointed for long.

“Daddy~” you whined, still gripping his hair while placing kisses on his neck “please touch me”

Mr. Jeon smiled at your neediness, opting to take you to his bedroom.

Setting you down on his bed, he removed the rest of your clothes. “So pretty, baby” he praised, taking in your form. Laying a hand on your thigh, he spread your legs open for him. “You want Daddy to touch you, baby?” You nodded, desperately needing something—anything.

Mr. Jeon rubbed his middle finger up and down your aching heat before slipping it inside you. Attempting to slide in his ring finger, he shifted his gaze to your face. Your bottom lip was tucked in-between your teeth as you watched his finger dip inside you.

Wetness coated Mr. Jeon's fingers as he fastened his pace. Your hand made its way to his wrist in an attempt to help relieve some of the pleasure you got from him. You hadn’t felt like this before—the pleasure was almost too much. Mr. Jeon could tell.

From the way your moans rang loudly in his ears to seeing tears threaten to fall from your eyes—he knew.

Your moans grew into broken mewls for him. “D-Daddy…m'gonna c-cum”. Mr. Jeon's fingers curled, “You’re gonna cum?”. With your bottom lip still tucked in your teeth, you grinned and nodded at him.

Slowly pulling his fingers out, he was amused at your whines and protests. “M'sorry, angel” he apologized “Want you to cum on my dick though”. His words made your ears perk up, you wanted his dick so badly. You almost felt like you couldn’t wait anymore.

Tugging on his boxers, Mr. Jeon yanked them down, letting it pool at his ankles before he stepped out of it. He kept that thin sleeveless shirt of his on though—he enjoys the idea of you being completely nude and him somewhat clothed. If you ask, he doesn’t really know why.

But maybe he does.

Placing your attention onto Mr. Jeon, your eyes flew to his dick. It was hard and leaking pre-cum on his shirt. Taking in your reaction, Mr. Jeon smirked darkly. He flipped you over, letting him have a full view of your cunt as the top half of your body laid down his bed. Giving your ass a spank, he gripped the base of his cock and rubbed the tip up and down your sopping hole. You let out a small whimper, fueling Mr. Jeon's urge to fuck you even more.

Lining the tip up with your hole, he pushed in letting you try your best and adjust to his size.

On the other hand, you felt his cock stretching out your hole. The stretch made you moan—you loved the feeling. At this point, you were worried he wouldn’t fit. “Daddy,” you whimpered, trying your best not to moan “W-what if you c-can’t fit”

Mr. Jeon's eyes landed on yours as he was pushing his dick into you with utmost concentration. He knew you were tight—just maybe not this tight. But your question certainly had an answer, an answer he might enjoy as a matter of fact. “Oh, my baby~” he cooed “Then Daddy’ll just have to make it fit”

His words shot butterflies into your tummy.

Gripping your hips, Mr. Jeon rammed his pelvis straight into your hips. His action caused tears to fall from your face.

Grabbing onto the sheets, more tears fell from your face. “D-Daddy’s so big” you moaned, your mind clouded from how big his dick is. “Daddy dick’s big, baby?” You nodded your head, too hazy to speak. Mr. Jeon's dick shoved deeper into you, “Bet you like Daddy’s big cock, don’t you like it when I stretch you out?”

The only thing that left your mouth were moans, but Jungkook needed an answer. Pulling on your hair, your teary eyes looked back at him. “You like it when Daddy fucks you with his big cock?”

“Uh-huh” you mewled. Drool was falling from your mouth while Mr. Jeon's hand wrapped around your neck, letting go of your hair. The new grip let his cock ram into you deeper than before. You let out little squeaks that developed into cries out of his name. “That’s what I like to hear, angel,” Jungkook groaned.

Letting out a particularly high moan, your fingernails dug into the palm of your hands. “Daddy!” you cried out pathetically “M'gonna cum f-for you”

“You’re gonna cum for me?” Mr. Jeon questioned back, teasing you a little. “Y-yes…Yes! Just for you Daddy, please!” Bending down, he placed kisses on your neck. “Go ahead, cum for me, baby. Cream Daddy’s cock”

You did as he said, his cock sending you over the edge. Your toes curled as more and more tears flowed down your face. Broken cries for Mr. Jeon left your pretty lips while white liquid appeared on his cock. The sight makes Jungkook have to cum too.

Slamming your hips against his, white strings of cum filled your pussy to the brim. Mr. Jeon's head was thrown back, he groaned deeply as he shot his cum inside your throbbing pussy.

Pulling out, thick white cum leaked from your cunt onto your thighs. Gathering some up with his fingers, he held it up to your lips. “Suck on em’, baby”. Looking up at him with teary eyes, you fulfilled his intention. Your tongue swirled around his digits, licking them clean, tasting your cum mixed with his.

Jungkook picked up your panties off the floor and used to cloth to wipe away the mess of cum the both of you’d made. Your panties were now unmistakably wet—too bad. It’s not like you’d honestly be needing them anymore. Jungkook tucked you under the covers with him and kissed you goodnight despite you already being fast asleep in his arms. Your tear stained cheeks were so cute to him, he observed as you fell asleep in his arms.

The next morning you made it to the bathroom before Mr. Jeon.

“Mornin’, baby” His groggy voice startles you as he enters his bathroom, not bothering to kick the door shut behind him like usual. His big arms found your waist, hugging you from behind. He groans a little when his chin lands on your shoulder. He let out a yawn, “Woke up so early, angel” Meeting your eyes in the mirror, his seductive gaze threw you off. “Such a shame you didn’t wake me up with you,” he cooed “Normally wake up earlier but…you certainly seemed to- well, I’m sure you know.” he chuckled.

His words always left you so tongue tied, even now.

Mr. Jeon sounds like he’s high, or maybe drunk even. If anything he could confirm he’s probably high on you—it’s just his morning voice.

You finished brushing your teeth, trying to deny that you’re horny for your own step-father at only nine a.m.

Jungkook's hooded eyes meet yours once more. Lifting your shirt up, he discovered the lack of panties underneath. “D-Daddy I-”

He smiled, “Wearing my shirt with nothin’ under?”

He lifted your body up onto the bathroom counter. “Wanted a round two this morning…”

Jungkook lifted your shirt above your tits, giving him a full view of your chest. Taking your now hardened nipple in his fingers, he tweaked it. The action caused a broken whimper to escape your lips. “So pretty,” Mr. Jeon groaned under his breath. Parting your legs, he noticed your wetness dripping on his counters. Reaching in his boxers, he pulled out his dick and slowly pushed it inside you. Much to his slight delight—you still weren’t used to his size. You weren’t sure you’d ever get used to him.

You threw your head back, feeling Mr. Jeon's dick brush against your cervix. He felt it too, his hips stuttered—"Awe, am I that deep inside your little pussy, baby?“

He smiled tiredly, your chest was heaving up and down so prettily as he fucked you. Jungkook's fast paced thrusts turned long and drawn out. You gasped when you felt the oh-so familiar knot form in your stomach. Your hand found its way to your boob, kneading the flesh. "Daddy!” Your head bumped against the mirror. Your back was arching as you clenched down on Mr. Jeon's cock. Your cunt was clenched around his cock so tightly, he wasn’t sure if he could move.

He watched with his mouth slightly hung open, his lips found your neck as he plants kisses all over you through your orgasm.

Jungkook hissed as he starts to move again, but he’s met with his own high, shooting ribbons of thick white liquid in your hole. Giving two last thrusts, he pulls out letting all his cum drip from your pretty cunt. His finger pushed his cum back inside you before he helped you down from the counter. Yanking his shirt off you, he turned on the shower.

“We’re gonna shower.”

Later that day, Mr. Jeon was doing some of the few paperwork he had to do. It wasn’t much—he was on vacation after all. Instead of dressing in his usual lounge wear, he wore the outfit he’d wear to work which comprised of a white button down shirt tucked into dress pants. You always thought his dress pants hugged his thighs nicely.

He sat at his desk, manspreading as he signed off papers with his signature when you walked in. You stood behind him looking at the papers with him.

Wrapping his arm around your waist, he pulled you closer until you sat on his thigh. Giving you a kiss on your neck, his eyes were still glued to the paper he was reading. “What’s up, buttercup?” he asked. You gave him a sigh as a response.

“I’m bored.”

“You’re bored?” he asked, raising his eyebrows but eyes still trained on the paper in front of him. You wished his eyes were trained on the person in front of him. “Mhm” you answered back, resting your head in the crook of his neck placing no distance between your bodies. Jungkook wanted to give you attention—he wanted to give you attention so badly that he was so close to forgetting about the papers. But Jungkook had such a knack for playing dumb, and he wanted to know how far you’d go just for him.

Mr. Jeon looked at you briefly. “Then find something to do” he said nonchalant, placing a quick kiss to your nose.

College assignments were due weeks from now and you didn’t feel like participating in group discussions either.

Suddenly, your interest pointed to his neck tie. You yanked on it, wrapping it around your hand and tugging on it causing Mr. Jeon to slightly move. His expression never faltered—he glanced at you once and went back to signing that paper.

You had enough of being ignored.

“Y'know, Daddy, there’s this boy at my campus” you said as if it wouldn’t affect Mr. Jeon. His eye brow perked up as he signed off another paper.

“A boy? What’s his name?”

“Name’s Jaemin. I- I Think he’s cute, he asked me to get coffee with him later” you continued, twirling his graying hair in your finger. “Later as in?” he questioned with a slight smile on his face, but he was burning up on the inside despite knowing exactly what you were doing.

“I think he wanted to go at around…seven?”

“Seven?” Mr. Jeon questioned, taken aback.

“Mhm—seven”

“I-Isn’t that a little late to get coffee?” he questioned again, taking his glasses off and setting them down. You shrugged, “Dunno, you’re still drinking coffee at ten. Don’t see why not.”

Jungkook blinked a few times, furrowing his eyebrows. “No, you’re not going out.” You mimicked what any twenty-something year old girl your age would do when their parent denied them from seeing someone they were interested in—"What do you mean no?“

Taking your wrists in his hands, Mr. Jeon spoke softly to you. "You’re not going out because I said so. After all, I pay for the insurance of your car.”

“But Daddy I-” You were cut off by a sharp spank to your ass.

Taking your face in his hands, Mr. Jeon spoke firmly to you. “You’re not going out and that’s the end of it.” he saw through your little game anyways, it was pretty clear to him. “Besides, I know you just want Daddy’s attention. Isn’t that right?”

Your lips parted, how did he see right through you?

“You’re so cute” he cooed, placing little pecks on your lips. You pouted, “M'still bored, though”

“Well I think I could fix that” he smiled ominously.

You buried your head between his neck and shoulder, “I’ll do anything, just don’t wanna be so bored”

“Anything?” he asked. You gave him a lazy nod.

He hummed, lifting the hem of your shirt slightly.

Technically—it was his shirt.

What he discovered brought him amusement. “No panties,” he chuckled “as expected”.

You exuded embarrassment at his words. Lifting your shirt above your head, Mr. Jeon had the only piece of clothing you had on in his hands. He scanned your body up and down with a small smirk on his face. “You’re so pretty, baby,” he cooed, pecking your neck and chest with kisses. “Baby’s the prettiest I’ve ever seen.”

“Wanna touch you, Daddy” you whined breathlessly. “You wanna touch Daddy?” he said with a grin on his face “go ahead and get on your knees for me then.”

You did as he said. Eager to please him, you sank to your knees. You watched in need as Mr. Jeon unbuckled his pants and pulled out his already hard dick from your ass rubbing against him.

“C'mere, baby. Don’t be shy.”

Letting you come closer, Mr. Jeon tapped the head of his cock against your bottom lip before sliding it down your throat. One of his hands held the back of your head as the other guided his dick down. Your eyes pricked with tears when the head pushed past your gag reflex. You rested your hand on his thigh to support your body when Mr. Jeon began thrusting his dick in and out of your mouth roughly.

He hissed between his teeth when your whimpers and the sounds of you choking on his dick filled the room. Tears were falling down your face the next time you looked up at him—you quickly reverted your eyes in embarrassment. “Ah, ah, ah, baby” Mr. Jeon chuckled roughly “Look at Daddy when he fucks your little m-mouth”.

Looking up at him, your teary gaze struggled to train on him. Tears continued to fall and fall from your eyes, “Baby looks so fuckin’ pretty when she cries, tears falling down your cheeks ‘n everything”

His dick felt so heavy in your mouth, you felt your wetness drip onto your thighs at the realization.

“Fuck” Mr. Jeon groaned, his grip tightening as he felt like he could cum any second.

“Gonna cum in your mouth, angel”. Quickly pulling out, he stroked his cock before all his cum landed in your mouth. As if it was second-nature to you, and much to Mr. Jeon's surprise, you swallowed.

A breathy chuckle left his lips, “What a little slut”

Readjusting his pants, he cleaned himself back up as if nothing happened. He helped you back up onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Feeling tired, Mr. Jeon threw his head back in his chair. Immediately, he noticed something. The finishing touch to his plan of remodeling his house. “Wanna help me paint the walls?” he asked, getting excited over the thought of dragging you around the house with him once more. You sighed with a smile on your face as you toyed with the collar of his button-up shirt.

“I’d rather you paint my walls,” you said, looking up at him through your lashes.

“Your walls? We’d paint all the walls though- Oh.”

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Stepdad taehyung where he fuvks stepdaughter anytime anywhere even infront of her wife who doesn't care about anything else but his money

“Ahh…” You whimpered, your legs spread wide as you saw your stepfather guide his cock into you.

He had to stretch you out first, fucking your pussy with his fingers. His cock was large and you couldn't help but get even wetter as you took more of it. You gasped and moaned, biting your lip as your stepfather buried himself inside you.

"Good girl." He whispered in your ear, as his big cock was fully inside you. “Your sweet pussy is made for fucking.” He kissed your neck as he gripped onto your thighs, holding onto them as he bounced you on his cock.

You couldn't help but let out a little shriek as he fucked you, thrusting into you hard. His balls were slapping against your ass, his thick cock spreading you wide. You couldn't hold back your moans, biting down on your lip. It felt too good, he was going so hard and deep, making your body rock and your pussy pulse.

The front door opened and shut.

“I’m home!” Your mom called out.

Your stepfather didn't slow, continuing to fuck you as your mom came home.

“Hey. Baby.” Your mom kissed your stepfather before smiling at you, patting your head before she walked away.

Taehyung lifted you up and laid you down on the sofa. He hovered over you and pushed his cock inside of you again.

You felt your pussy spasm around his cock, as he pounded you, hitting all the right spots inside you. He growled into your ear as he held you close, fucking you deep.

You moaned his name, unable to contain your own voice.

“Y/n, you're so fucking tight, baby girl. You feel amazing around me, baby. You make me feel so good. So fucking good. You're so tight and wet, my baby.” He cupped your cheeks with his hands. "So sweet, baby. You're so perfect. So perfect."

You couldn’t do anything but whimper underneath him as he fucked you, your hands gripping onto his back. You could hear your mom in the kitchen, probably starting on dinner.

"I love you." He whispered in your ear, his hands gripping your thighs again. "I love you so much." He pressed his forehead against yours as he held you.

Your stepfather made you feel so loved and safe. You felt your stomach fill with butterflies as he kissed your lips, still thrusting into you. He made you feel like you were his princess, he spoiled you and showered you in affection and made you feel so desired. You were the only one for him. He even confided that he never had sex with your mom because he only wanted you.

He fucked you so hard and good, you felt your body going tense and you knew you were close.

"Tae-ah!" You cried out as you came.

Your pussy clenched around him, and you dug your nails into his back. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he fucked you through it, your pussy spasming around him. He gripped you tight, your whole body in his arms as he fucked you.

He groaned into your ear, pulling you into his chest.

You could feel his cock twitch inside you and he buried it inside, spilling himself deep into you.

“Y/N! Can you help me with dinner?” Your mom called, glancing at the two of you on the sofa.

“Yes, mom…” You panted.

PARING: Jung Hoseok x female!reader

GENRE: Yandere Au

SUMMARY: You used to think that Jung Hoseok was just like any of your mother's previous boyfriends, however, he's not willing to fall for any of your tricks to get rid of him. Maybe a little discipline will help you understand who the man of the house is now.

WARNINGS: yandere stepfather!hoseok x stepdaughter!reader, betrayal, age gap (12 years apart), mention of alcohol problems, suicide mention, murder, reader is bent on destroying her mother's life, false imprisonment, hoseok prevents the reader from eating and punishes her physically, smut, everyone is troublesome. Not all warnings fit this chapter.

English isn't my native language so please excuse me if I make any grammatical errors and feel free to let me know.

A/N: hey! i'm really insecure about this story, but i hope you like it. this first chapter is really short, because my intention is to introduce the characters, the environment and the reader's point of view. the next ones will be longer and better. i promise!

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PART I PART II PART III

Lying face down on the mattress, you have your lower lip between your teeth in an attempt to contain the erotic noises that escape your mouth each time the tip of his cock makes contact with your sensitive clit and rubbing all over your soaked core.

— I'll go slowly, so relax.— despite being aware that the promise whispered in your ear will not be fulfilled, you mumble an "ok" and he smiles slutty against your neck and deposits a gentle kiss afterwards.— Just stays quiet, all right? You don't want to wake up your mommy, do you?— he teases and you can't help but smirk at the possibility, but you don't want her to come in here right now. It's all too good to be interrupted now.

What would her reaction be to find you in this so…inappropriate position with the man who two months ago promised her undying love? How would she feel? Would she cry over one more failed relationship? Would she beat you up and kick you out of the house? How fast was she going to replace him? Would the new one be that much younger than her? Would it take him long to give in to your teasing, just like Seokjin and Alex? Or would he be a desperate motherfucker just like Louis? Maybe you would have to use a method other than seducing him to get him to leave, just like you did with Namjoon? Or rather, would he be like Hoseok and initiate the provocations? There are so many possibilities.

The countless questions in your head are interrupted when you feel his glans forcing your narrow entrance, which causes a little annoyance, but nothing that overshadows the pleasure you feel right now. This pleasure generated not only by his precise movements, which hit every right point inside your pussy, driving you crazy; but also the fact that all this shit is so wrong and yet it's such a hot scene.

Will the camera hidden on your dresser be able to capture all the essence of that moment? Are the lighting and angle good? You expect so, after all, you want your mother to have a good experience when watching tomorrow.

The next morning, you wake up later than usual. Your aching body wasn't enough to shake the pride-laden smile on your face. You left the room still in your pajamas, not even bothering to try to hide the countless marks caused by his teeth, ready for breakfast.

Such was your surprise to find only Hoseok sitting at the table drinking coffee while reading the newspaper. He's dressed in casual clothes rather than the smart suits he wears to work and, unlike usual, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to get out.

You can't help but think he looks cute with this more homely look.

— Good morning!— he says, still staring at the news.

— Where's my mother?— you ignore the greeting, crossing your arms in a questioning pose.

He makes a slight confused face and then laughs, as if you've asked the dumbest question ever. However, the laughter ceases to see that you are serious.

— On the plane, I think.— he answers nonchalantly.— I dropped her off at the airport three hours ago.