dysmorphics | it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me

Bucky groaned again at her words, his eyes dilating as he wet his lips. That was the sort of thing Bucky would picture her saying when he let his mind wander into the dirtier side of things, the things that he thought were hot but never expected her to want to do.

Not that he ever actually thought she'd want to do anything sexual with him until somewhat recently, but that was beside the point. Besides, they'd both been drinking, and Bucky trusted that if either said or did anything that was too much or too far they'd pull back.

"Steph, you've got no idea how bad I want that," he admitted, his eyes never straying from her gorgeous face--especially her mouth. The grip on her hair loosened as he tugged her head back towards his waiting cock, then pushed the tip into her mouth just slightly. "Now get to it before I lay you down on the bed and fuck this mouth like it's your pussy." Sure, it was an exaggeration; he'd never go as hard on her mouth as he did her pussy, but it was a hot one anyway. It was to Bucky, at least.

Steph pulled back enough to dare him, "You better put your money where your mouth is, darling." Bucky would probably have reservations about being that rough with her, but fuck, she wanted him to be. With the alcohol loosening her mouth and her inhibitions, he was about to learn just how willing she was to get down and dirty with him.

She put her mouth over the tip of his cock and started to suck. She did so slowly, eyes closed and without a word, leaving him to those wet, squelching sounds. When his hand loosened enough for her to move more freely she pulled her mouth off him to lick down his length in an agonizingly slow stripe, uncaring where his cock rubbed against her face.

She licked his balls just as slowly, like savoring a forbidden fruit. Then she took as much as she could into her mouth, her tongue flicking around as if she was playing with candy.

Jesus, everything about Bucky's wife turned him on. And it was like even though he'd already known her for twenty-someodd years, now that they were together in ways they weren't before, he was still finding new things about her to love. And... be turned on by.

"Is that what you want, sweetheart? You want me to fuck your mouth?" he asked, brow perked as he tightened his grip on her hair again, but also added his other hand to it as well. Using his grip, he directed her mouth back to his dick instead of his balls, even though that had felt amazing, too. He pressed into her mouth before beginning to move his hips slowly, careful not to push in too far as he watched her, moaning. "Is this what you want?"

"Fuck yes," Steph answered without missing a beat, her enthusiasm clear despite her voice being muffled by Bucky's balls in her mouth. In the few seconds she'd looked up at him when he pulled her head back with both hands, there was no mistaking the naked desire in her wide eyes.

Then he was bringing her mouth back to his cock. She moaned as he filled her, loving how thick and hard he was. Fuck, she had so many fantasies about that cock. She'd had them from when they were silly teenagers. Hell, she'd thought about giving him a blowjob in his office the next time she brought him lunch; she just had to make sure there weren't any surveillance cameras or hidden microphones.

Then he started thrusting into her, while holding her head by the hair. She moaned, louder this time, even through her full mouth. "Yes. Oh fuck, yes." She gripped his hips tighter and tried to make him thrust harder and push deeper, though she would love it all the same if he steered with her head instead. She knew she could take it. This was nothing.

Bucky moaned again at the sight of her, loving just how obvious Steph was making it that she genuinely wanted and was into this. And at her urging he began to thrust harder into her mouth, pressing deep enough that he began to feel a bit of resistance before pulling back.

"You have no idea how gorgeous you are like this, Steph," Bucky told her before biting down hard on his lip, one of his hands giving her hair another tug just for the sake of it. Everything she was doing felt fantastic to him, from the feeling of her mouth to the way she gripped and pulled at his hips, urging him on. Face red and pupils blown with lust, he barely even blinked, not wanting to miss a second of it. "If- If you need me to stop, just, I don't know. Slap my leg or something."

Really, she was more than strong enough to throw him off of her if she needed to, but he didn't want her to feel like she needed to do that in the first place. He wanted his wife to enjoy their time together, and so far it sure seemed like she enjoyed this.

It was one thing to have Bucky call Steph beautiful while she rode him, with her serum-enhanced breasts and serum-enhanced curves in full view. It was another thing entirely when he did it while she had his cock wedged tightly in her mouth and spit trickling out her lips. What was so beautiful about a view that crude? Yet he loved it, and that he did turned her on all the more.

Would he like it if she lay down, pushed her breasts together, and made him slip his cock in between? If she licked and sucked on its head when he'd thrust it far enough for her to reach? If she let him come on her chest, then made him watch as she wet her fingers in his cum before rubbing her clit and getting herself off? Stephanie Grace Barnes did not have a shortage of filthy fantasies; she only hadn't realized just how much her husband would like them.

Unable to vocalize her assent to his instruction to slap his leg if she needed him to stop, given how full her mouth was, she instead answered by leaning forward and sliding her hands from his hips to his ass. She pushed him toward her, driving his cock deeper until she gagged, but even then she didn't stop, only let him pull back enough before pushing in again.

Bucky had had plenty of his own dirty fantasies about Steph over the years, but he certainly hadn't expected her to enjoy everything he pictured, so he was content to just... not bother with that stuff. But, here she was, grabbing his ass and gagging on his cock while actively pulling him in for more.

It was easy to do what she urged him to, though. He wasn't thrusting fast into her or anything, but each time he pulled back to let her quickly catch her breath or get her gag reflex under control, he would push in just a touch further the next time. Moaning, Bucky let his head fall back and his eyes close for a moment, but that didn't last as he wanted to be able to see how he was disappearing into her.

"Jesus Christ, Steph, you trying to fit the whole thing in there?" he asked at one point, then tugged at her hair while he pulled out of her mouth entirely, letting her have a chance to catch her breath.

Steph swallowed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before gazing up at Bucky. She was still trying to catch her breath and work some life back into her jaw, but she definitely looked pleased with herself. "We were getting there," she said, grinning.

She was grateful for the break, though she would've kept going just fine if he wanted. She might not have much experience with sex, but she knew things and had the physicality to do most maneuvers or whatever they were called.

"Want me to lie down?" she offered, since he'd mentioned it earlier.

"Wait, can women actually do that? Take the whole thing?" Bucky asked, surprised by the news, then let out a sudden laugh as he moved his hands from Steph's hair to the sides of her head, so he could use his thumbs to rub at the hinge of her jaw for her. . "I thought that was just one of those things I've heard guys run their mouths about that you know isn't true. Sorta like how when guys keep bragging about how big their dicks are they usually have tiny ones, or how they can get any girl they want but you never see them with anyone." Amused, he shook his head, and reached over to grab one of the glasses of mead from the bedside table and took a sip, then offered it to his wife.

"There was this guy in the 107th that even talked about how he missed his wife cause she'd let him put his dick in her ass." None of these guys realized they were talking to a twenty-someodd year old virgin, of course, so Bucky had just gone along with it. But some things they said just didn't sound possible. Or comfortable, especially for the woman, and Bucky actually wanted his wife to enjoy their sex life.

Her question brought the smirk back to his face, though. "I kinda like standing for this so far, as long as you do, too," he admitted as he leaned down to press a kiss to her lips, not caring in the slightest about the spit and drool she still had on her face. Bucky started to slide his hand through her hair, being careful of the occasional tangle that had formed from their activities. "I can get a good grip on you this way."

Steph took a sip of the mead when Bucky offered it, more than happy to keep the buzz going. She managed to be aware that without it she would probably not be as open about her weird sexual fantasies and desires. At least they were past that now and she would no longer have to worry about scaring him off for being too much or not fitting the mold of the demure little virgin that the men of his time seemed to prefer.

"Do you wanna put your dick in my ass?" she asked, genuinely curious. It sounded uncomfortable, but she knew there were lubricants and things that could help with that. And she did have a nice ass, so maybe that was the allure? It didn't really matter what his reasons were, just that if he wanted it, then she was going to make it happen. "And yeah, women can do that. I've seen porn stars do it." The casual admittance was also only possible because of her intoxication.

She moaned softly when he ran his fingers through her hair, anticipation already building from such a simple act. "Anything you want, baby," she practically whimpered, melting into his touch. Though because he was insistent on her liking it too, she quickly added, "But, yeah, I like this position. I can take you in better."

Bucky blinked at her question for a moment, before laughing and shaking his head. "Sweetheart, you might have the greatest ass I've ever seen, but it doesn't sound like something you'd enjoy. And I don't wanna do anything you don't enjoy." It was as simple as that, really. If she didn't like something, then he didn't want to do it.

Lucky for him, there was plenty of other stuff his wife enjoyed. Even some surprising things that didn't seem like something she'd like, but turned out she did. Like trying to shove his cock down her throat.

Bucky, on the other hand, was willing to try anything Steph wanted to, even if it didn't sound great at first. Just cause she wanted to.

After setting the glass aside again, Bucky slid his hands back into Steph's hair, holding the back of her head as he smirked down at her. "You up for trying again yet?"

Steph laughed, relief clear on her face. "Haven't tried it so I don't really know, but I'd be willing to, if you wanted." It was the same for her, really; she wouldn't want to do anything he didn't like, but happy to try anything he did. Peas in a pod. "Although bending me over and just using the next hole might be more comfortable for both of us."

Her eyes closed for a moment when Bucky slid his hands into her hair. With a soft whimper, she shifted on the bed, scooting just a little further back and spreading her legs wider. If he looked past her face, he would notice that the space she vacated, that spot that had been beneath her pussy, was wet.

"Yeah, come here, baby." She reached for his hips, his cock brushing against her cheek as she pulled him closer. From there, she let him do the rest. She wanted him to grip her hair, to tug her head back, to shove his cock into her mouth. She even teasingly offered a piece of resistance by initially pursing her lips together so he would have to make her open them.

When Steph scooted back, Bucky did look down, then let out a soft groan. "Fuck, Steph, you get so wet for me," he said before looking back at her face. When he saw the way she had her lips pressed together, he perked a brow.

"Oh, is that how we're doing this?" he asked, pulling one of his hands out of her hair so he could grip himself. Bucky rubbed the head of his cock over her lips a couple of times before pushing his way into her mouth, his grip on her hair tightening in his other hand. Moaning again, Bucky loved the sight of how he disappeared into her mouth, pressing in until he felt her gag before pulling back again. "Fuck, sweetheart, I always knew you were good with your mouth." She certainly ran it enough.

Other women might think going down on their partners was a chore, but not Steph. Not even when she was gagging on Bucky's cock. She only gripped his ass harder as they tried again, opening her mouth wider or adjusting the tilt of her head to try to see if that would help him go deeper. Fuck, if only she could see what they looked like right now. Though she could imagine enough to sketch the scene later, after he'd fall asleep.

It just also felt good to be the one able to give him all this. She wanted him to be happy, and she wanted him to be happy with her.

And if there was any doubt as to her own satisfaction, he only had to reach between her legs. She was so wet, loving how he fucked her mouth and how almost... primal it was.

Bucky thought going down on Steph was just as much of a chore as he thought her going down on him was. Which was to say, none at all. Instead of a chore, it was something he loved to do, and something he planned on doing for Steph later.

He continued what he was doing, though, groaning softly and letting his eyes fall closed as he kept pressing in deep, enjoying the extra tightness around the head of his cock before pulling back. It was only a couple more minutes of pressing slightly further each time before he felt something different, almost like something brushing in the short, trimmed hairs above his cock. When he opened his eyes and looked down, he couldn't help but make a louder moan at the sight of Steph, looking up at him with wide, watery eyes, with his cock so far into her mouth that the tip of her nose was brushing up against him.

"Holy shit, sweetheart," he groaned, his hands tightening in her hair as he held her in place for just a few seconds longer, a familiar tightening forming in his balls. "I wish you could see yourself like this," he told her just before pulling out of her mouth entirely to let her catch her breath, then pushed all the way into her again. "Where do you want me to come, baby? I'm getting close, and I'll do it wherever you want."

Bucky stopped moving his hips then, instead using Steph's hair to guide her on and off of his dick entirely, but letting her have a second to breathe between each one since he was able to press all the way into her gorgeous mouth and throat.

Somehow, they made it work. Steph didn't believe it herself until the tip of her nose rested above Bucky's cock. Fuck, she thought, aroused despite the discomfort. And there was some discomfort, but it was nothing compared to many of the shitty things she'd already lived through. Besides, it was worth Bucky's reaction, though she was glad he didn't come yet so he could enjoy this some more.

She might have to keep her phone nearby the next time they do this, if only so he could take a photo or a video since he seemed to like the view as much as the sensation of having his cock wedged all the way down her throat. She wasn't sure what was hot about her staring up at him with wide, watery eyes and drool dripping off her chin, but she could appreciate seeing that hard, thick cock disappear into her mouth.

"Tongue," she answered when he pulled out, voice a little raspy. It took her a moment before she could continue, feeling like her jaw had been locked in place from having her mouth open too wide for too long. She barely even moved except to breathe, so he could see the stream of saliva that had poured out of her mouth and down her body. "I wanna taste you. Then suck you off to the last drop, while you watch."

Let it never be said she wasn't a dutiful wife.

Bucky nodded at her answer. He could do on her tongue. Easily. Happily, even.

The grip he had on her hair loosened a bit as he smirked down at her. "Have at it then, sweetheart," he said between slightly rough breaths. Not from getting tired, but just from getting so close. But he was going to let her control how she moved for this last little bit since she had such a clear idea of what she wanted.

"Just know that after I come, I'm gonna be using my mouth on you to make sure you get off, too."

Well, that was a hell of an incentive. Not that Steph needed any, more than happy to see Bucky through his pleasure.

She took him all the way in a couple more times until she felt him start to come. When he did, she drew one hand away from his ass to wrap around the base of his cock, just to make sure she had him where she wanted him — though she wouldn't have minded either if he ended up squirting all over her face.

She sucked on his cock like she was drinking through a very large straw, eyes half-lidded and moaning as if she was having the most delicious drink in the world. And she did drink, swallowing his cum down without any hesitation or discomfort. Then, once he was spent, she pushed his cock in deep one more time, for good measure, seeing through her promise to suck him off to the last drop.

She grinned up at him when he withdrew, not at all caring how wet and messy her face and neck were. Her eyes were wide and a little wild. "Fuck, baby. That was fucking hot."

Crying out Steph's name as he came, as well as repeatedly moaning about how much he loved her, how sexy she was, how good she was, Bucky tried to keep his eyes open to watch every bit of how amazing she looked while she drank him down. But, he was only partly successful. He couldn't help the way his eyes still slid closed on occasion as he just enjoyed his climax.

By the time he pulled out of her mouth there was a pleased smile on his face. "You shoulda seen it from my angle," he said between heavy breaths before leaning down to press a hard kiss to her mouth, also not caring about the messy state she was in. For a long moment he just kissed her, groaning at how he could taste himself on her tongue as he let his hands wander her body.

Then he pulled away and, with a smirk, pushed her onto her back before lowering himself to his knees between her open legs. He hooked those long legs over his shoulders before grabbing her thighs and sliding her closer to the edge of the bed, before finally bringing his mouth to her soaked pussy.

"I've made such a mess outta you tonight, Steph," he said with a smirk after tonguing her opening for a few long seconds. "I can still taste myself down here, too." He had originally been planning to eat her out immediately after filling her with come, after all.

But it clearly wasn't any sort of complaint as he immediately leaned back in, only to begin teasing her clit with his mouth instead.

"You're not even gonna get up here?" Steph asked with a laugh, only for that to transform into a moan as Bucky's tongue dove straight into her opening. It was then her turn to bury her hands in his hair, although she didn't steer his head with her grip or anything, just needing something to hold on to while he worked her.

She was glad he didn't mind going down on her, because she loved it when he did. His mouth would actually make her come the fastest, and she was sure that if he insisted on staying down there for a while, he could bring her to her climax more than once.

"Fuck, baby," she gasped, practically writhing on the bed. He was that good, and she made sure to tell him, in the same way he'd been complimenting her earlier. Then, because she was Stephanie Grace Rogers, his childhood best friend who liked to run her mouth and jump headfirst into things, she asked, "You up to helping me find out what this supersoldier stamina is really worth? You're gonna have to get comfortable though, I don't want you hurting your knees."

"I'll grab a pillow to put under my knees if I need it," Bucky said with a smirk as he turned his head, then kissed and nibbled at the tender skin along the inside of his wife's thigh. "Besides, this hotel room is fancy. The carpets are really damn plush."

Honestly, Bucky loved going down on Steph. It was one of the things he'd pictured since he was a teenager, after he first heard one of the guys in the locker room moaning about his girl actually wanting him to do something like that for her. Bucky had pictured doing it for Steph and had absolutely not been turned off by the idea. The opposite, actually.

"But, hey, maybe if I start to get tired, I'll just lie on the bed and have you ride my face like we talked about while I rest up for you," he added, then turned his attention back to what he was doing before.

He went back to tonguing and sucking at her clit, even pressing in enough to bite gently at it, all the while one of his hands on her thighs tightened while the other let go entirely. Bucky brought that hand up to start teasing at her opening with a fingertip, but he didn't press it inside of her. Not yet, at least.

Well, that was easy. Steph honestly thought Bucky wouldn't be keen on the idea, or that he'd agree but give her shit about it and be purposely difficult. It was nice to know that he was as into going down on his spouse as she was, despite most people preferring otherwise.

The agreement made, she let herself sink into the bed. She released his hair and toyed with her breasts instead, partly to not impede whatever he wanted to do while he was down there, and partly to give him something nice to look at if he glanced up her body. She palmed and squeezed them, and pinched and tugged her nipples, all while moaning and shifting her hips restlessly. They both already knew she was a bit loud when she was in the heat of the moment, but she was especially loud and mouthy when intoxicated.

"How many times, do you think?" She would gladly let him hold the record over her head and tease her forever. It was true anyway; he was good with his mouth.

And watch, Bucky did. He even groaned against her skin as he continued to work her. His wife was gorgeous, and she sure knew how to put on a show for him once she had a drink in her. She also had some pipes on her and, while Bucky loved the sound of her moans, he hoped that the expensive hotel put some of that money into soundproofing their rooms.

When Bucky pulled back to answer her, he pushed two fingers into Steph's tight opening. He'd already fucked her once, after all. "At least two more," he said with a smirk. "Or maybe I'll give you those two more, then fuck you again. Hopefully, after that, I'll have enough left in me to give you another one after that." Was he planning too big? Maybe. But as he said earlier, he wouldn't mind letting her sit on his face and ride his mouth to get off if she got tired.

There was no doubt about it, one of Steph's favorite positions was anything where her husband's head ended up between her legs. Bucky looked so hot smirking up at her like that, especially when his mouth was coated in her juice and he was promising to get her off at least four more times.

"That's the spirit," she teased, grinning. "We could probably add one more, if I touch myself while you rest up for a bit." She was glad he didn't mind that she could go further than he did, stamina-wise. She certainly wasn't trying to make him feel emasculated; they were in this together, much in the same way as the other aspects of their lives.

She would probably feel embarrassed about this once she's sober again, but if he liked her like this then she might be less self-conscious and let herself loosen up a little more next time.

Was Bucky sure he could get Steph off that many times before he was too tired to continue? Not really. But he could try, dammit. He might not be as stubborn as his wife was (no one was), but he was plenty stubborn enough on his own.

Crooking his fingers inside of her, Bucky worked his other arm out from under her leg so he could reach up her body to play with one of her fantastic breasts himself.

"Maybe one day," he started before tilting his head down to tease at her clit with the tip of his tongue for just a moment before continuing, "I'll lie down and have you get on top of me so I can eat you out while you go to town on my dick." That sounded like a great way to get two birds with one stone. Three, really, since he loved eating her out, he loved her sucking him off, and he also just loved having her on top of him.

Thrusting his fingers in and out of her a bit faster, Bucky shifted his focus back to making her feel good instead of talking, using his mouth to suck and work her over instead of just the tip of his tongue for a quick tease.

it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me

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