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Forbidden Encounter

James is good friends with your dad who's also in a band and you meet him at a show which leads to you both secretly fucking on the backseat of his car.

James Hetfield x Reader ☆ Smut, age gap

You stand in the crowd, watching your dad's band perform on stage, your eyes immediately fall on him - James. He was a close friend of your dad and you had always had a major crush on him. But he was like a forbidden fruit, always out of reach. His smile was captivating, his eyes sparkle in the blinding spotlights and you can't help but steal glances at him the whole evening. Every time your eyes meet, your heart skips a beat.

His presence alone makes your heart race, and you can't tear your eyes away from him. You knew it was wrong to have such feelings for your dad's friend, but it was impossible to ignore the desire you felt for him. Despite the fact that he could potentially be your father, you couldn't help but be captivated by his charm and charisma.

As the show continues, you can't shake the feeling of longing that fills you. You knew that you would have to push these feelings aside, that a relationship with James was out of the question. Despite the forbidden nature of your potential relationship, you couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for you.

But then he disappears from your sight. You know you had to find him, take that chance to have your way with him.

You sneak out of the concert and follow your instincts, guided by the pull you felt towards him. You stumble upon James standing by his sleek black car, puffing away on a cigar. His brooding eyes meet yours as you approach him, and a flirtatious smile plays on his lips. Without hesitating, you walk up to him and your eyes meet once again.

"James, hey," you say softly, trying to mask the nervousness in your voice.

"Hey there, beautiful," James says, his voice smooth and alluring. "Care to join me for a smoke? I've been having a feeling you'll come find me."

You hesitate for a moment, feeling a rush of nerves at his confident demeanor. But something in his gaze makes your heart race, and you find yourself nodding, unable to resist his charm. "Why'd you leave?"

"Needed some fresh air I guess..." As you stand by his side, James leans in closer, his breath mingling with yours.

"Actually I've been wanting to talk to you for a long time," he confesses. "I can't explain it, but there's something about you that draws me in. Guess I've always had a thing for my friend's daughter."

You blush at his bold admission, but can't deny the sudden surge of desire that course through you. Before you know it, James pulls you into a fierce kiss, his hand coming to rest on the small of your back.

The next thing you know, you're entangled in a heated embrace in the backseat of his car, lost in a whirlwind of desire and longing. The windows fog up as you give in to the undeniable chemistry between you, his touch setting your soul on fire.

As you feel James' lips on your neck, a shiver runs down your spine. His touch is electrifying, but deep down, you know this was wrong. You shouldn't be doing this, not here, not now.

"Mhm James...this is so wrong..." You manage to whisper, trying to resist the urge to melt into his embrace.

You can see the raw emotion in his eyes, the desire he feels for you. James' hand find it's way between your legs and he whispers in your ear, "No one needs to know, sweetheart. It'll be our little secret."

As James' hand disappears under your black dress, you can't help but let out a soft moan of anticipation. His fingers graze against your wet panties, causing a sensation to ripple through you.

"Gosh, look at you," James whispers, his voice filled with desire. "You're soaked and I haven't even touched you yet."

His words send shivers down your spine as you feel your heart race with excitement. You can feel the heat between you growing, the tension thick in the air.

"Please," You beg, your voice hoarse and full of need. "I need you to touch me."

James obliges, sliding his hand inside your panties and moaning softly at the feel of the warmth and wetness. His finger finds your clit, and he starts to rub slow, lazy circles, sending sparks of pleasure through your body.

James adds another finger, sliding it into you, slowly in time with the circles he rubs on your clit. "You like that, baby?" he growls, his hot breath in your ear sending shivers down your spine. "You like it when I finger-fuck your tight pussy?"

With a shaky breath you reach out for his belt, brushing your hand against his hard bulge.

He grabs your wrist and removes your hand before undressing you in a swift movement, leaving you in just your panties. He hooks his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulls them down, revealing your bare pussy.

James growls, his eyes fixated on your wetness. He bends down and presses his mouth against you, his tongue lapping at your clit. "So beautiful."

You cry out, your hands reaching out to grab the back of his head as he eats you out. He slides a second finger into you, slowly in time with the the way his tongue moved against your bundle of nerves.

“You like that, baby?” he growls, his hot breath against your cunt sending shivers down your spine.

“Yes, fuck yes,” you moan, your hips bucking against his mouth.

“You’re so hot, baby. I can’t wait to fuck you,” he growls, his voice low and husky.

You reach down and grab his hair, pulling him closer to you. “Then fuck me already,” you demand, your voice breathy with need.

James removes himself from you for a moment, his eyes blazing with desire. He strips off his clothes, revealing his hard cock, looking mighty fine for his age.

He grabs your hips and positions himself between your legs. He teases your entrance with the tip of his cock, before thrusting into you in one swift motion.

You gasp audibly, your back arching off the backseat as he fills you up. James sets a punishing pace, his hips slamming into yours as he fucks you hard and fast.

You reach out and cling onto his back as he thrusts into you. James leans down and captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as he fucks you.

You moan into the kiss, your body trembling as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

James reaches down and rubs your clit, his fingers circling the sensitive spot.

You cry out, your orgasm crashing over you like a wave. You convulse around James’s cock, your pussy milking him as you come.

James growls, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reaches his own climax. He buries himself deep inside you, his cock twitching as he fills you up with his cum.

James collapses on top of you, his breath hot and heavy against your neck.

You wrap your arms around him, your bodies slick with sweat.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” James pants, his voice low and husky.

You smile, your body still trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm.

“Yeah, it was,” you agree, your voice barely above a whisper. "You still got it Hetfield."

James chuckles, his body pressed against yours as you lie on the backseat of the steamy car, both of you panting and trying to catch your breaths. You run your fingers through his grey hair, your other hand tracing the curve of his chest. "Will we do this again sometime?" You blink and look up at James hopefully. "Maybe, but for now we'll keep this our dirty little secret alright?" He smiles and leans down to give me a final kiss, knowing it won't be our last.

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Festive fumbles

You and Jason decorate for Christmas and end up making love on the floor in front of the christmas tree.

Jason Newsted x Reader ☆ Smut

It was the first week of December when Jason and I decided it was time to get our christmas tree. We headed to a local tree farm and spent almost an hour searching for the perfect one. Finally, we found it, a tall, full tree that would look great in our living room.

With my help, Jason attached the tree on top of the car and secured it safely for transport before we drove it home. Once we got it inside, Jason set it up in the stand, while I gathered the decorations. We had boxes full of ornaments, lights, and other christmas decor that we had collected over the years.

As Jason left me to start decorating the tree, while he went out to walk the dog, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. Christmas was my favorite time of the year, and I loved the way our house looked when it was filled with holiday cheer.

The smell of fresh pine, the twinkling lights, and the cozy warmth of the fireplace all combined to create a magical atmosphere that always made me feel like a kid again.

I even convinced Jason to get matching christmas sweaters with me, just for fun. Looking down at myself wearing it, I smiled bemusedly at the hideous print.

Chuckling to myself, I started to open the boxes filled with lots of decor, pulling out the green pine garland first, sprawling it on the floor chaotically.

I began to untangle the fairy lights before neatly wrapping them around the tree.

The soft glow of the lights danced across the branches, casting a magical spell over the room.

As I continued to decorate, the room began to transform before my eyes. The tree, once bare, was now a vibrant and glittery centerpiece and I stepped back to admire my handiwork, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction.

The lights twinkled and the ornaments sparkled, creating a magical atmosphere in our home. I couldn't wait for Jason to come back and see the result.

Deciding there was a finishing touch needed, I stepped onto a chair, that was kind of wobbly and tried adding a star on top without falling and tearing down the whole tree, determined to make it work.

Just as I managed to secure the star, I heard the front door open. Jason was back, and his voice echoed through the house as he called out. "Hey, I’m back!"

I turned my head to greet him, and in that moment, the chair wobbled beneath me. My heart raced as I felt myself losing balance, my feet slipping off the edge.

I reflexively tried to steady myself, but it was too late. I was about to fall, but before I could crash to the ground, I felt strong arms wrap around me. Jason had seen me stumble and rushed to my side, catching me midair.

His quick reflexes saved me from a painful landing, but in his haste, he slipped on the pine garland that lay scattered on the floor.

We both tumbled to the ground, landing with a thud. Jason landed on his bum, and I landed right on top of him. For a moment, we were a tangled mess of limbs, both of us letting out a groan of pain.

As I stared down at an aching Jason with me on top, I couldn’t help but laugh, and his deep, warm laugh joined mine, filling the room with a sense of humor added to the shock of my actions.

"Are you okay?" Jason asked, his eyes filled with concern, but his smile gave away his amusement.

"Uh, I think so," I replied, trying to catch my breath. "But I might have broken something. Like, you?"

Jason grimaced as he tried to move his arms and legs to check for any injuries and, thankfully, everything seemed to move without much discomfort.

"Yeah, I'm alright. But I'm pretty sure my behind won't be forgiving me anytime soon." He chuckled, still attempting to process the situation we found ourselves in.

"I'm so sorry, honey. I should have been more careful." I spoke apologetically, reaching out to straighten his glasses, not realizing that I was full on straddling him.

As my hands came up to adjust his glasses, Jason couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of me on top of him. Knowing there could be worse positions to find ourselves in. "Well that's one way to get you on top of me, isn't it?"

His playful remark sent a flutter through my chest as I realized just how close I was to him. The warmth radiating from his body seeped into mine, my hands lingering on his face, fingers brushing against his stubble as I fixed his pair of lenses.

"I suppose, I should thank you for catching me, although this was totally unintentional." I said with a nervous laugh, trying to break the sudden tension.

Jason's gaze dropped to my lips as he slowly reached up to cup my cheek, thumb stroking over my skin ever so gently. "I'd do anything to keep you safe, especially if it means landing in a heap on the floor together."

I chuckled before Jason leaned in to brush his nose against mine, making me feel all warm and tingly all of a sudden as he held onto my waist.

I found myself leaning in instinctively, drawn to the warmth emanating from his body like a magnet. Our noses brushed again, this time more deliberately, as if savoring the sensation.

His breath tickled your skin and the air between you felt heavy with desire, the room around fading into insignificance as Jason closed the remaining distance, his lips meeting yours in a tender kiss.

I melted against him, enjoying the moment as I moved my lips against his. A hand came to rest on my neck, holding me close as he deepened the kiss, while the other traced over my figure lovingly as we sat in the midst of pine garland scattered all over the carpeted floor.

I could feel Jason smile into the kiss, his fingers tenderly running through my hair before he pulled back with a snicker, studying my face with an affectionate gaze, making me blush heavily. "What?"

His hand slid back onto my waist, as he kept staring at me admiringly. "That sweater is atrocious, but you look adorable in it..."

I let out a huff, my face reddening as I gave his arm a smack. "Shut up. Christmas sweaters are... cute." I was about to say more, but I found myself being distracted by the way his fingers found their way to the hem of the knit piece, causing a slight shiver as they brushed against me.

"Apart from that sweater you're wearing, do you know what else would look good on you? My hands, all over you."

My face turned even hotter at his words, though they made arousal curl through me, making me want him even more. "Oh yeah? You think so?"

I moved closer, my hands running up to rest on his chest, the thought of his muscles under the fluffy material making me bite my lip. "You're going to make me go on Santa's naughty list?"

Jason smirked, his hands trailing down to my ass and squeezing before he teased. "You mean you aren't already on the naughty list?"

A smug smile appeared on my features as I adjusted my position in his lap, feeling the soft bulge underneath me. I reached out to caress the side of his face before gently taking off his glasses as he kept his eyes focused on mine.

As soon as Jason's glasses were off, his intense blue gaze locked onto mine, filled with lust and adoration. He leaned in, capturing those plush lips once more in a searing kiss that left me breathless.

One of Jason's hands slid beneath my sweater, fingers skimming across my heated skin. His touch sent shivers down my spine as he gently cupped my breast.

"You have no idea how much I want you right now," Jason mumbled against my lips, his words dripping with desire.

Breaking the kiss with a gasp, I reached for the hem of my sweater to pull it over my head, revealing a matching red bra.

Jason's pupils dilated as he took in the sight of my lacy red bra against my creamy skin and ran his hands all over me, getting hard in his pants before unzipping and pulling the jeans off my hips and sliding them down my legs.

Stepping out of the garment and throwing it aside, I got back into his lap and straddled him. His hand immediately wandered to my ass, to caress the newly exposed skin parted by a red thong, before his fingers started to dance over the damp spot between my legs.

My breath hitched as Jason's fingers brushed against my slick folds through the thin fabric of my panties. "You're so wet already," he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire.

His thumb rubbed slow circles over my clit, sending shivers down my spine. "Tell me how much you want this, baby."

"Oh I need you so bad." I breathed as I gave in to the soft sensation of his fingers, rubbing me through my panties, soon pulling the material aside to run them through my wet folds, circling the entrance.

Lost in arousal and pleasure, my hand dove between our bodies to gently palm Jason through his pants, before fidgeting with the button to get it open, sliding my hand in, eager to touch and feel.

Jason groaned softly as my skilled fingers found their way inside his pants, seeking the hardness straining for release. As I fondled him inside the fabric, he returned the favor, pushing two long fingers into my dripping channel. He curled them slightly, rubbing that sensitive spot within that made my toes curl and sent sparks of pleasure through my nerves.

A moan escaped my lips as he fingered me delightfully. I stroked his velvety flesh faster, his lips crashing onto mine once more, kissing me passionately, tongues entwining. As my pliant whimpers increased, Jason pulled his digits out of me, leaving me longing for more, my fingers sloppily stroking him.

He quickly undressed from his sweater and grabbed my wrist to withdraw my hand from inside his pants. He grasped onto my thighs and gently pushed me off only to climb on top of me as he shimmied out of the rest of his clothes hurriedly.

Jason loomed over me, nude and radiant under the dim lighting, his muscular physique rippling as he positioned himself between my spread thighs. He took a moment to drink in the sight of me, flushed cheeks, heaving chest, and a look of raw desire in my eyes.

Cupping my face in his large hands, he leaned down to capture my lips again in a deep, hungry kiss. His cock, now free and pulsing with arousal, brushed against my thigh.

Releasing my mouth, he trailed kisses along my jawline, nipping and sucking gently at the skin beneath my earlobe, before whispering hotly, "So beautiful, I need that sweet cunt of yours."

I shivered in anticipation and with a swift, smooth motion, he lined himself up and sunk into my warmth with a satisfied grunt.

Jason's hips began rocking slowly against mine, my arms wrapped around his neck as breathy moans fell from my lips. Capturing my lips in a kiss, his thrusts continued at their pace while my cunt fluttered around him.

The movements became more deliberate, each thrust driving deeper into my welcoming heat. The room filled with the sounds of our mingled moans and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin. My nails dug into his shoulders as I clung to him, lost in the intensity of the moment.

Breaking the kiss, he gazed down at me, his eyes dark with lust. "Look at us...so perfect together," he growled, punctuating his words with a particularly hard stroke.

As he continued to piston in and out of me, his hand snaked down to circle my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body.

The coil of tension within me, wound tighter with each passing second, threatening to snap at any moment. "Oh god, Jason! Don't stop..." I whined, addicted to the way he made me feel.

“You sound so damn pretty moaning my name, baby." He whispered into my ear, holding onto my hips to move faster before feeling me clench around him, gasping before coming undone with a loud moan as my body arched and shook.

With a strained groan, Jason buried his face in the crook of my neck, his hot breath tickling my skin as he struggled to maintain control. But the relentless grip of my quivering flesh proved too much, and with one final, powerful thrust, he succumbed to the inevitable.

A low, guttural moan escaped him as he spilled himself deep inside of me, his seed coating my cervix in waves of heated release.

For a few moments, we both remained locked together, savoring the aftermath of our passionate union before he pulled out and moved to lay next to me on his back, the green garland tickling his skin as his breathing evened out. "Decorating for christmas sure took an interesting turn."

"It sure did, but I wouldn't want to have it any other way. Plus, I think I did a pretty good job on the tree, don't you think?" I spoke as I looked at the tree with a satisfied grin.

Jason turned his head to focus on his surroundings, as he pulled me close, staring at the glimmering christmas tree. "It looks beautiful indeed, but you're far more appealing to me than any tree could ever be."

My heart skipped a beat as his words washed over me, filling me with a sense of love and belonging. In that moment, surrounded by the magic of Christmas, I knew that this was where I was meant to be, in Jason's arms, surrounded by the beauty and wonder of the season.