Chubby!Bucky Oneshots

Peaches & Cream (College AU)***

Summary: Bucky meets you, a beautiful, older woman at a bar, resulting into many dates and eventually a relationship. Bucky isn't very familiar in the sex department. Luckily, you're there to help. Based off my tags in .

Warning: smut - blowjob, handjob, penetration, dirty talk

A/N: Bucky's in his late twenties and I imagine reader to be 35+ years old. So this goes out to my older Bucky fans! Love yall!

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You and Bucky had the day off. The summer breeze drifted through your apartment, creating a cool, peaceful environment for the both of you.

You sat in your little reading nook of your windowsill. A book was propped up on your lap, but you weren't paying attention to it. Instead, your eyes were focused on your man sitting on the couch, shirtless, staring at you. Bucky was fit, but not skinny. You didn't mind it though. You loved his bulging arms, thick thighs, and round stomach. He was still incredibly sexy and you could stare at him all day.

A ripe peach was held in your hand, the little fuzz grazing along your lips. Bucky was watching you and you were watching Bucky. You can already see that he was growing hard under his sweats.

You smirked, licking a strip up the peach and then biting into it. You let its juices run down your chin, dripping down the cleavage of the sun dress you decided to wear for the day. You chewed the peach and then swallowed, your tongue licking up the juices from your lips.

Bucky wetted his lips, wanting to run his tongue up your chin, collecting the juice from your skin.

You then sighed, closing your book, and walking towards Bucky, "I think I'm going to head to the market to pick up a few things." You tossed the peach to Bucky and he caught it with one hand, "Don't have too much fun while I'm gone," you said with a wink before grabbing your things and heading out the door.

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During the time you were gone, Bucky's fingers grazed over the peach. He imagined your lips along the skin, your tongue running up the fruit's fuzz. Then he started imagining your pussy. How wet and soft it felt around his cock.

He felt himself growing full erect underneath his sweats. A spark of curiosity hit him.

He bit his lip and slowly pushed his sweats down, freeing his hard and leaking cock. He continued to imagine you, running the part of the peach you bit along his cock. It's juices mixing with his precum.

He remembered the second time you slept together. He still wasn't very confident when it came to sex, but you were so patient with him. Showing him the ropes, what you liked and didn't like. He also began to discover what he liked and didn't like as well.

For example, he liked when you praised him. He felt so aroused when you'd call him a "good boy" for filling you so well. He liked when you ran your nails down his stomach. He always felt insecure about that particular part of his body, but you allowed him to see that part of himself as sexy. He liked when you pulled his hair or he pulled yours. He liked the mix of pain and pleasure into one.

He didn't like getting completely tied up and blindfolded. He doesn't like surrendering all of his control and, as you said, that's okay. It can be just his wrists lightly tied or being blindfolded without being tied. It can't be both at the same time and he liked how you reassured him that that's okay.

He always afraid of disappointing you when it comes to sex since he's still not well experienced. But he's so glad you're so understanding.

He likes how you tease him and also yourself, playing with your entrance with his tip, asking him how bad he wants it.