celebrity one shots

His Cheerleader, LB

stepdad!Lindsey Buckingham x cheerleader!reader. dark fic, reader is 18+, stepcest, daddy kink, uniform kink, cheerleader kink, skirt kink, penetrative sex, innocence kink, size kink, possessiveness.

"Hi daddy!" You chirp cheerfully as you stroll inside, dropping your backpack beside the counter with a thud. Your stepdad turns around, and you don't miss the way his eyes darken as he takes you in.

"You have practice today, kiddo?" He murmurs, gaze trailing up and down your body, eyeing your miniskirt and sleeveless top. You nod, grinning.

"Uh huh. Coach said I did really well!" You walk over to him, and as soon as you're close enough his hands are on your waist, thumbs rubbing your sides.

"Yeah?" He's still not looking at you, eyes trained down on your uniform. "Good job, sweetheart. 'M proud of you." The praise makes your heart soar as he reaches up with one hand to take your chin between his thumb and forefinger, finally meeting your gaze.

"You are, daddy?" You murmur, looking up at him innocently. Lindsey nods, and his touch slides from your waist to the small of your back. You gasp when he pulls you into his body and you feel his hard-on press against your abdomen.

"I am. You want me to show you just how proud?" His gaze is hungry, and you bite your lip, nodding bashfully.

"Yes, daddy." In the next second you're being lifted up by your waist and your stepdad's mouth is on yours as he brings you over and seats you on the countertop. The kiss is rough and heated, making your skin tingle, and Lindsey's large hands roam all over your body- groping your clothed breasts, trailing over your curves, snaking up under your skirt as it rides up your thigh and ghosting over your sensitive skin.

You gasp when his touch reaches the apex of your thighs, fingers rubbing firmly over your panty-clad slit.

"Fuck, peanut." His voice is low and gruff. "You're so fuckin' sexy, y'know that? You must've, skippin' in here in this slutty little uniform. You acted so innocent, but y'knew what this would do to me, didn't you?" He murmurs against your neck as he nips and sucks there. You let out a breathless moan, shaking your head.

"N-no, daddy, I didn't know." You whimper honestly, and your words only seem to spur him on.

"Christ, of course you didn't. My sweet little girl- you really are innocent, aren't you? Never knew an innocent cheerleader in my goddamn life, but here you are." His fingers retract from you, and you whine in complaint until you see him reach down to work open his trousers and free his hard cock. You whimper when you see its size.

"See what you did to me, sweetheart? See how hard you made me?" He gives his length a couple strokes as you nod. "Y'gonna finish what you started now? Gonna help daddy cum?"

"Yes, daddy." You moan, reaching down with shaky fingers to pull your cotton panties to the side. Lindsey moans when he catches sight of your wet folds.

"What a good girl." He steps up to you and immediately lines up and pushes his head in firmly, making you cry out at the stretch. Lindsey groans lowly at the tightness of your walls.

"D-daddy, it's so big!" You cry out, head falling back limply as Lindsey continues to push in, slow and steady. Your elbows dig into the marble countertop almost painfully, but you ignore the uncomfortable position in favor of enjoying the feeling of your stepdad's cock inside you.

"I know, princess." He coos, leaning down to kiss you, one big hand returning to grope at your chest. "My cock's almost too big for your tight little pussy. But don't worry, kiddo- we'll make it fit."

You whimper at the words and squirm slightly as he pushes in to the hilt, but he holds you firmly in place with a grip on your hip.

"There we go, see? Good girl. Look how pretty you are, in your cute little uniform, filled up with your daddy's cock." You moan at his words, but the sound is cut off by a gasp as he pulls out to start thrusting. "Fuckin' hell, you feel so nice and tight. 'M I the first one to use this little cunt, sweetheart?"

"N-no..." you murmur shyly, heat rushing to your cheeks. Lindsey's eyes darken and his nostrils flare, and he pushes into you with a hard thrust that steals all the air from your lungs.

"No? Y'let some pimple faced kid fuck you?" Your eyes widen at the possessiveness in his tone, and you barely manage a nod. He's thrusting hard now, his pace picking up with his anger.

"Well, princess, don't you worry. I'll make you forget all about him."