Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
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Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
please please please help with this. in anyway you can. I cannot afford both vet bill and general bills anymore. I do not want to get too deep and personal about this but its getting to a point where we have to decide if we can keep her alive.
I'm so sorry to trouble everyone but I really need help. reblog if you can't donate. anything is appreciated.
Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
Hi guys, for those asking an update on my little lady.
unfortunately her health is slowly declining again, the tablets she's on aren't as effective as we had hoped. It's been a struggle so far to keep her alive and with the way things are going it's likely that she may need to be euthanized within the next month.
thank you to everyone who helped us out, if you know anyone that can still help us out please signal boost this post and donate if you can. I love all of you so much <3
hi there! my cat has recently fallen sick. we need help paying her bills to the vet and are short on £300. if there i⌠J.M M needs your sup
this is not something I usually post about but please tale some time to read over and if you could help it would be massively appreciated.
My cat has recently fallen sick, she is my literal life and soul and we need help paying the veterinary bills. I have just about enough but I need an extra ÂŁ200, if not I will unfortunately go bankrupt. I've made a gofunme which is linked at the end. if you could send in anything you can spare both me and my family would appreciate that so much!
this is not something I usually post about but please tale some time to read over and if you could help it would be massively appreciated.
My cat has recently fallen sick, she is my literal life and soul and we need help paying the veterinary bills. I have just about enough but I need an extra ÂŁ200, if not I will unfortunately go bankrupt. I've made a gofunme which is linked at the end. if you could send in anything you can spare both me and my family would appreciate that so much!
this is not something I usually post about but please tale some time to read over and if you could help it would be massively appreciated.
My cat has recently fallen sick, she is my literal life and soul and we need help paying the veterinary bills. I have just about enough but I need an extra ÂŁ200, if not I will unfortunately go bankrupt. I've made a gofunme which is linked at the end. if you could send in anything you can spare both me and my family would appreciate that so much!
this is not something I usually post about but please tale some time to read over and if you could help it would be massively appreciated.
My cat has recently fallen sick, she is my literal life and soul and we need help paying the veterinary bills. I have just about enough but I need an extra ÂŁ200, if not I will unfortunately go bankrupt. I've made a gofunme which is linked at the end. if you could send in anything you can spare both me and my family would appreciate that so much!
Heard it was your birthday. Hope you're having a truly wonderful day and that life has being showing you all the kindness you deserve. Happy birthday you beautiful soul.
summary. | you make the bad mistake of showing off what belongs to Ari.
warnings. | smut, Daddy kink, rough sex, vaginal sex, size kink (ari is much bigger than the reader), jealousy (ari), possessiveness (ari), overstimulation, praise, degradation, dirty talk. exhibitionism/voyeurism (mild), multiple rounds, pussy slapping, dacryphilia, balls in the mouth, oral sex (m receiving), punishment, pet names (baby, kitty, butterfly, princess), dom/sub, mentions of past fingering + oral, choking, spit kink, heavy dumbification, pillow humping, soft/mean!daddy!ari, mentions of sex toys (molded dildos), threesome alluded (with steve), jerking off, facial, humiliation, cleaning up mess, spanking (once), needy!reader, no angsty ari, all consented (r, ari, and friends), and more. 18+ MINORS DNI!
pairings. | Ari Levinson x fem!reader, Ariâs friends (Steve, Lloyd, Ransom, Andy) x fem!reader (all hypothesized).
word count. | 3k
authorâs note. | happy birthday @onsunnyside!!! this is for you bby!! i hope you enjoy! i know that iâve thoroughly enjoyed being friends/moots with you for these past few months! youâre so sweet and kind to everyone, so i decided to return some of that love. ily! have an amazing, fun, exciting, wonderful day! itâs what you deserve! this is all consensualâreader and ari are just kinky. MINORS DNI! 18+ ONLY!
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âWhat a messy fuckinâ cunt,â Ari notes, one of his hands slapping your overwrought clit. You jolt from the pleasure as tears streak your cheeks, mixing with the trails of saliva he left behind. Heâs terribly hungryâlike a wolf. Licking up whatever you have to offer and even coaxing more from you. âWanna let the others get a peek, baby?â
You shake your head at his question, deeply regretting your actions from before.Â
Your short skirt was hiked up for his best buddies to look at what only Ari can touchâyour sweet little pussy. You knew he could see your shenanigans from his spot in the kitchen, and thatâs exactly why you did it.
In front of them, he pretended he was oblivious. Patting a hand on your butt as he handed them the beers he promised while they smirked at him with hardened cocks hidden under their trousers.
Ransom and Lloyd, however, are as shameless as they come. Legs spread wide and eyes raking up and down your body. It took everything in Ari not to throw two punches.
âNu-uh! âM sorry, Daddy,â you pant as he grinds his cock into you. With ease, he rubs your g-spot and leaves you a writhing mess. âI know, kitty, but itâs gonna take a lot more than that for me to forgive you,â Ari says, large hand wrapped around your neck as his cock stretches your tiny cunt out.
Your body is swallowed by hisâlarge frame overshadowing your tiny one. In contrast, your pussy sucks him in and clenches so hard that itâs like you donât want Ari to leave, despite your protests.
ââS too much, Daddy! Canât take itâŚâ you whine, and the hand at your throat leaves and brings your legs together. His forearm slots behind your knees, pushing until your thighs touch your chest. Cum soaks the bed sheets underneath your bodies, leaving a lewd mess. âYes, you can, kitty. Lookatcha, youâre takinâ my cock like a fuckinâ champ.â
Ariâs brown locks hang forward, and he begins to pound into you once again. He doesnât keep a quick pace, but the power of his thrusts is brutal. He slams into you each time, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as your pussy squelches.Â
Creaminess drips down to his full sack as youâve got numerous loads dumped inside your cunt. As per his words, youâre his little cumrag.Â
âBet Andy would love seeing this pussy filled with my cum. Heâs into that, yâknow?â he husks in your ear, pelvic bone grinding into your throbbing nub. You cry out from the sensation, feeling another climax coming. âBut you know they canât look, kitty, and they canât fuckinâ touch whatâs mine either.â
You nod your head, and your lids flutter shut, but a light smack to your face has you opening them up. âUh-uh. Eyes on me, butterfly,â Ari demands, watching as your mouth parts in a silent scream. The larger man pulls the nth orgasm from your poor, used body.Â
Out of habit and discipline, you thank him. He chuckles as you stutter and moan between your few words. Your cunt clenches as wetness seeps out of your abused fuckhole. The sudden tightness on Ariâs cock makes him groan, the sound deep and loud.Â
âLookatcha, tellinâ me itâs too much when youâre coming all over my fat cock. You fuckinâ love this, don't you, kitty? Such a needy little slutâalways wanting to get used like a toy and crying when you do.âÂ
This time, Ari doesnât let you ride out your climax until youâre trying to run away from his cock again. He slows his thrusts and repeats that grinding motion, watching as your face morphs into different expressions from the change.Â
He puckers his lips up and inches closer to your face. You smile, excited and believing Daddy is going to give one of his infamous kisses. The one thatâs skilled and passionate yet a little sloppy and rough. Your eyes flutter shut as you go to meet his mouth, but you never feel the kiss come.Â
No, instead, a wad of spit lands on your face. It drips slower than your tears, but Ari is quick to scoop it up and smear your bottom lip with it. âDumb little girl. You know you canât handle Daddyâs kisses when he fucks you. Remember last time? That poor little empty head aâ yours didnât know whether to keep going or pull away, and you froze like a silly baby.âÂ
The memory is taunting, and so is his laugh. And then his humping motions turn into pummels and pushes once again, and your arms reach up to the pillow. It belongs to Ari and smells like him too. Manly, yet thereâs a hint of some kind of sweet treat. Blueberry muffins, you place.Â
Though, itâs much different from his other scent. Youâve got it ingrained in so many ways that you crave it. Musky and addictiveâthe second best thing to fill your taste buds.
At the thought of it, you lick your lips and gnaw at the lower one.Â
âSilly me, how could I forget? You love having all your holes stuffed, kitty. Bet that whore mouth wants something stretchinâ it out, doesnât it? Itâs okay, Daddyâs got ya,â Ari soothes, and he suddenly pulls out. Streams of cum follow, and he curses at the sight of your fuckhole clenching and unclenching around nothing but air. âCâmere, come to Daddy.â
He manhandles you with ease, constant moments of exercise coming into use. Youâve never met anyone who works out just to pass the time, but then again, youâve never met anyone like him. Heâs one of a kind, a rare gem you managed to get your small hands on.Â
Youâre on your hands and knees with Ariâs pillow between your legs, and heâs stroking his wet cock. A ring of creaminess surrounds the base, and the hair there is messy and stained, just like your once-connected bodies.Â
âYou like it when Daddy throws you around? Or would you rather have Ransom do it? Hm? Be honest, baby. He gets really rough with itty bitty babies like you,â he questions, a large hand holding your chin. Ari forces you to maintain eye contact with him, and his intense gaze makes you try to shy away. He tuts. âUh-uh. Answer me, and donât run away like a little scaredy-cat.â
âIâ I like it when Daddy throws me aâ around! Nobody else, Daddy, jusâ you,â you slur, subconsciously grinding against the pillow. You stain the white case with your wetness. âReally? Then why are you always tryinâ to make Daddy jealous, baby?â
You fucking love it when Ari is jealous because he gets so mean and so dirty. That stern look on his face is worth the bruised ass you always end up with.Â
But Ari has clearly seen through your intentions, and now you donât know how to dig your way out of this hole. Dumbfounded, you just stutter before shutting your mouth.
This time, his other hand comes up, and Ari shifts his hold. He cradles your head in both palmsâgently, of course. Because no matter what, heâs still just a soft man with hardened edges.Â
âUhmâAhâWhat? You too stupid to explain yourself, kitty? I know you donât use that empty little head much, but gosh, you didnât think this through at all, hm? Itâs okay, princess; Daddyâll do all the thinking for you.â
He makes you nod your headâin fact, he does it for you. You let out a whimper at such a resounding display of control. You turn to putty, malleable yet able enough for Ari to treat you like the fucktoy you are.Â
The hand that was there last is the first to leave, and it wraps around his fat member once again. He gives his hard cock some slow yet tight jerks. âSay ahh, kitty,â he demands, and your mouth immediately drops open. Youâre not a brat to him, and youâre usually the sweetest girl in the whole world for him.
But sometimes, girls just want to have fun.
Your clit drags against the cotton, and you hump the pillow like some innocent girl whoâs seen a sex scene for the first time and just canât forget it. Itâs funnyâironic. Youâre anything but innocent, and your actions today show that.
The bed rocks gently from your movements, far different from when Ari fucks you. Usually, the headboard slams against the wall and your entire body jerks. But your tiny body doesnât hold as much strength as his large one does.Â
Ariâs wet cock smacks your face, leaving behind a spot of shininess. âYouâre such a slut, kitty. Humpinâ the pillow even though I just fucked you over and over. You just canât help it, can you? Iâm surprised youâre not stuffing those tiny fingers into that hungry cuntâyouâre always begginâ to get filled up.âÂ
âApologise,â he demands, âtell me youâre sorry for being so naughty.â
ââM sorry âm so naughty, Daddy. Jusâ canât help itââm a slut. Iâ Iâm so sorry.â The lewd tone of your voice makes him laugh. You let out breathy moans and quiet cries for Daddy. âSuck on Daddyâs balls, and maybe Iâll forgive you.â
Your eagerness makes him let out a hearty chuckle. In just a few seconds, youâre trying to shove both of his balls into your mouth. They donât fit, though, because youâre so tiny, and heâs enormous. Ari is kneeling on the bed, and his dominant hand pushes the back of your head, urging you to get in there and make Daddy feel good.Â
The giant man reaches down, and he grabs your hip, a helpless habit he just canât kick. No matter what, heâs always touching that part of your body. As he shoves you further towards his heavy sack, Ari moves your body for you. He sets the pace and the roughnessâslow and gentle.Â
You whine, and the sound would be sweet if it wasnât muffled by his balls. And Ari would laugh if the vibrations of your pathetic sound didnât feel so damn good. He nearly busts a load right there and then, half-wasted but not entirely.
Youâre so pretty when youâre covered in his cumâto the point where he has to take a picture whenever it happens. His large cock rests on your messy face, dirtying you even more. But the sight is pornographic because it is practically bigger than your visage.Â
âYeah, take it, bitch. Such a good little cock-lover. Youâre obsessed with Daddyâs dick, arenât you, baby? Always begginâ for it and tellinâ me you canât live without it. Donât you feel dirty? Suckinâ on an older manâs balls like theyâre all youâve got,â he spits, pinching your ass and enjoying how you wince.
The idea that crosses your mind is brilliantâyou swear it. So, you act on it. You gently move your head from side to side, tongue laving against his full balls. Ari shudders above you, gripping your skin tightly at the sudden euphoria.
âFuckinâ hell,â he mutters, landing a spank on your ass for your ministrations.
People think Ari is as cold as ice and hard to the touch. A man whoâs hard to please and simply too stoic. And thatâs the caseâsometimes. When heâs in moods like this, their assumption and opinions can be true. But they donât know the real Mr. Levinson and his kind waysâonly you and a few friends of his do.
âYâknow, I think Lloyd would love to feel this whore-mouth. Whaddya say, kitty? Back in college, he was notorious for fuckinâ ladiesâ faces. Heâd use that throat âtill itâs raw and make sure you take all of him,â Ari casually says, and your cunt clenches. Though you donât picture Lloyd doing that to you. You see Ari.
Again, you do that thing. You shake your head and move your tongue, and Ari curses even louder.
âBaby, baby. You taste yourself on Daddyâs cock yet? You were drippinâ down to my balls, baby,â he tells you, and now that you think about it, you do. Itâs a mixture of his musk and cum and your juices. And the concoction is delicious, but youâve been too focused on making Daddy feel so damn good.Â
You moan with his sack in your mouth, still trying to fit both even though Ari himself has told you that your little baby mouth still needs training, kitty. âHad a feeling you didnât, baby. Youâre so cock-hungry and focusedâtakinâ it like a champâlike itâs your fuckinâ job,â he notes, loving your desperation to pleasure him.
Garbling on his sack and spit, you mutter a thank you, Daddy. He laughs and praises you for being a good girl and a good slut.Â
Ari helps you rub yourself on his pillow once again, and he notices how you twitch and buck from the sensitivity. âAre you close, kitty? Youâre humpinâ that pillow so well. âM proud of you, baby. Remember when you couldnât touch yourself because Daddy does it so good? Is that still the case, kitty?âÂ
This time, Ari pulls you away from his crotch and raises his eyebrows, demanding an answer from you. âUh-huh! Canât do anythinâ without you, Daddy. âM a helpless little slut,â you tell him, and your answer takes him aback. In his hand, he swears he can feel himself get harder. âDamn right, baby.âÂ
You inch forward with parted lips in a bid to get his balls back in your mouth. But your boyfriend holds you back, cooing at your neediness. âNuh-uh. You take what Daddy gives you, dumb baby,â he chides, and your mouth snaps shut and turns into a pout. It doesnât work on Ari, though.
He lands a second slap on your face, but the pain doesnât bother you. The stinging and prickling go straight to your cunt. Your clit practically tightens as your pussy clenches. The grinding reminds you of just a few moments before, when Ari made you come undone on his tongue and fingers over and over again.Â
Ari pinches the base of his cock to stave off his release for a few more seconds. âYou gotta come first before Daddy gives you his cum, kitty,â he tells you, and you pick up the pace with your hips. âBet itâs so hard to do anything without a cock stuffed inside you, baby. Always need something in that cunt, hm?â he hums.
âThink about it, babyâoh, wait, I forgot you have a little trouble with that,â your boyfriend chuckles, and his condescending words push you closer to your release. âBut I bet you can imagine Steve in your cunt and me in your ass. Or maybe the other way around,â Ari brainstorms out loud, but you shake your head.
âNo? You donât want that? Hmm⌠Maybe one of us fucks your tight little ass, and the other pounds your sweet pussy?â he offers, and while the idea is appetising, you only want Ari. Not his friends. So you shake your head again, your mouth falling open in pleasure. âOâ Only want DaddyâŚâ
Pride swells in Ariâs chest. âGood girlâmy good fucking girl. All mine, no one elseâs,â he says before capturing your lips in a searing kiss. You struggle to keep up with him, but you try your hardest.
Amongst the smacking of lips, you moan. Ari pulls away, eyes glinting with mischief. âBut I know how much you love cock, babyâhow much you love Daddyâs cock. How about I get one of those dildos and fuck you with it?â he propositions, and the idea makes your eyes roll back into your head.
But then he slows you down, making you whine loudly. â...Shove it in your cunt while Iâm in your ass, maybe make you choke on it while I pound your pussy. Or I can make you ride it while Iâm fuckinâ that mug aâ yours,â Ari grunts, unable to resist the urge to stroke his dick. And so he does it.
He notices the way you frown in pleasure, clearly nearing another release. âCome, kitty. Soak that pillow so you can clean it all up after,â he tells you, and on his demand, you hit your climax. Ari catches you with his other hand as you drag out your climax by rapidly humping his pillow.Â
You squirt all over the white cloth, staining it with your juices and leaving a giant mess behind. Youâll gladly clean it, though. Stopping when the sensations grow to be too much, you tilt your head up and smirk when his eyebrows furrow together.Â
âAre you gonna gimme your cum, Daddy? Please? Turn me into your little cumdump, Daddy. I need it so bad,â you pathetically whine, and Ari lets out a loud moan as the band in his stomach snaps. Quickly, he tilts your head back and aims for your face.Â
His wet, heavy balls tighten up as ropes of cum shoot out from the tip. They land on different parts of your visage before some find a home on your tongue. You stick the wet muscle out and maintain eye contact like when you bent over and showed off what belongs to Ari to his friends.Â
âGood girlâcatching my cum like youâre meant to. Fuck, did so good for me, princess,â he grunts through heavy breaths, chest rising and falling as he strokes his fat cock until heâs too sensitive and has nothing left to give you. âThank you, Daddy,â you hum, swallowing what was on your tongue and scooping the remainder on your face.
You lick it off your dainty fingers, and a growl rumbles deep in Ariâs chest. He lifts you off the pillow and chuckles at the puddle on the pillow. You follow his line of sight and notice the mess you left behind.Â
Thinking heâs done with you, you go to wrap your arms around his body and thank him. But Ari tuts, and he flips you around and angles you perfectly. âNuh-uh-uh. Youâve got a long way to go before I forgive you, kitty.â Your face is above the wet cushion, and his is right by your cunt.Â
âHow about you start by licking up that mess while Daddy eats your pretty pussy âtill youâre crying?âÂ
summary. | heâs dangerous, tainted, and flawed. but you donât see that at all.
warnings. | DUBCON,dark themes, kidnapping, manipulation, gaslighting, grooming, captivity, mentions of violence, power imbalance, abuse of power, smut, innocence kink, corruption kink, past virginity loss, p in v sex, Daddy kink, heavy dumbification, degradation, praise, slapping, spit kink/play, rough sex, possessiveness, obsession, fingering, overstimulation, pet names, talking down, creampie, and more.18+ MINORS DNI!
pairings. | soft dark!Lloyd Hansen x naive/inexperienced!fem!reader.
word count. | ~4.6k
authorâs note. | lloyd is very soft in this one, potentially ooc. MINORS DNI! 18+ ONLY! MILD SPOILERS FOR THE MOVIE ARE IN THIS FIC! unfortunately, i turned suzanne into a sort of scapegoat (reader is jealous of her), so please donât hate me for it! the original one i had planned didnât work out.
summary. | you want to be the object of his affectionâfor him to give you all his time, touch, money, and attention. itâs a good thing he wants you to be his little lady.
warnings. | smut, smoking mention, pet name usage (peaches), heavy age gap (late 40s/early 20s), Daddy kink, p in v sex, rough sex, oral (f receiving), mild hand job, creampie kink, squirting, praise, degradation, dumbification, dirty talk, public sex, voyeurism (from johnny), mildly unrequited feelings (kinda requited), friends-with-benefits relationship, size kink (cock), mild anal play (thumb in the butt), mention of threesome + f masturbation + exhibitionism + fleshlight usage, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI!
pairings. | silver fox!Johnny Storm x fem!reader, friends-with-benefits!Jake Jensen x fem!reader, SF!Johnny Storm x other women*
word count. | ~6.7k.
authorâs note. | *johnny is implied to still have one night stands until this fic. the habit dwindles when he crushes on the reader. thank you so much @sweetlilbambi for all your help!! ily! tysm @cuttlefjsh for proofreading! ily!!! (my username will soon change to @nsfwsabbie) 18+ ONLY, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
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The fence needs fixingâJohnny knows that. Itâs turned grey, and the wood splinters. Thereâs even a hole between two planks, and conveniently, itâs on the portion shared with his next-door neighbour. You.
Now, he doesnât mean to be a creep. Itâs just that his curiosity gets the best of him, even in this boring suburban community.Â
Your grunting is loud, and so are your whines. Really, itâs your fault.
Through his sunglasses, Johnny peeks through the hole and catches you trying to set up a poolside chair in nothing but a bikini. The orange fabric reminds him of his powers, and they only come in handy during the summer when someone wants to light their grill up. Maybe even their blunts and cigarettes. Sue doesnât know about that, though.
âDammit,â you grumble, dropping the materials onto the ground. You stand there for a few seconds before slowly bending down to pick up the parts again. The heat beating down on you feels terrible, but the intense gaze from your older neighbour is much, much better.
As much as Mr. Storm would hate to admit it, he has quite the crush on you. Itâs reciprocated. Obviously. Heâs a man that youâd only read about in erotic books or films. Salt and pepper hair, strong muscles, very tall, and utterly charming.Â
His only flaw is that he wonât act on his feelings, so you have to take matters into your own hands.Â
Teasingly, you subtly sway your hips. But you suddenly stop when the brightest idea comes to your mind. Youâre already proud of yourself for the outcome, and you're leaving your backyard before you can even overthink any other scenarios.
When Johnny sees you abruptly leave, he worries. Did you catch him? Are you going to tell everyone that heâs a pervert? Will he have to defend himself as heâd done when he was younger? Panic arises in him, and heâs frozen in his spot. Until his doorbell rings, his feet carry him over to the entrance before he can even think.
He swings the door open to find you, bright and cheery, with your hands clasped in front of your body. Your arms squeeze together slightly, pushing your tits together until they nearly spill out of the bikini top. Johnnyâs gaze lingers on your chest for a few seconds before he clears his throat and looks at your face.
âHi, Mr. Storm!â you greet, voice full of innocence even though youâre truly the opposite. Johnny knows this, remembering all the little escapades youâve had with your friend. Jake is a stuttering mess, though he knows youâve chosen Jensen as your victim because he would do anything you wanted him to do.Â
And that includes scandalous activities in the backyard just for your neighbour to see.
âHi, peaches,â he roughly returns, but you donât falter at his stoicism. âIâm having some trouble setting up my chair⌠Do you think you can help a girl out?â you ask, bouncing on your feet. Your movements cause your breasts to jiggle slightly, and his line of sight falls there once again.Â
Johnnyâs helpless action isnât missed by you. âYeah, do you still have the instructions?â he questions, and you let out a vocalized pause before cheekily nodding your head. Once upon a time, Johnny never cared for instructions.Â
Heâd ignore them and do things his way before terribly regretting it. Now, heâs more than grateful for a set of steps. Though, heâll always prefer giving the guidance.
âI donât think youâll need them, though, Mr. Storm. Youâre a very bright man.â Memories filled with articles of Johnnyâs space-related smarts fill your mind, and you wonder why people treat him as if heâs an idiot.Â
His hands motion for you to lead the way, and youâre sure to give him a sight when you do so. The gentle swing of your waist is purely intentional for him. You coyly look back, catching his gaze that lingers on your ass. If you werenât so close to getting what you wanted, youâd send him a wink.Â
The walk to your home is quick, and so is the adventure to your backyard. Johnny takes note of the garden, though heâs admired your pretty flowers before. âYour hydrangeas are beautiful,â he tells you, and you give him the sweetest of smiles. âOhâAw, thank you, Mr. Storm,â you sputter, not expecting the kind words from him.
Itâs not that the Flaming Torch himself is rudeâitâs just that heâs quite reserved. At the annual neighbourhood barbeques, he keeps to himself for a few hours before grumbling a goodbye and leaving. His departure always leaves you feeling a tad bit dejected, and now, you find yourself constantly pestering him so that he wonât be so alone in this sickly suburb.Â
(You choose to ignore the different limping women that leave his house some mornings). Â
âPlease, call me anything but that,â he chuckles, and you tilt your head in curiosity. Youâre drenched in itâpractically rendering you insufferable in new environments. âWhy?â you ask him, now following your neighbour.
Almost like heâs a professional, he starts picking up parts and the pamphlet. âMakes me feel old.â
A comedian. His hair is painted with strokes of grey that are too obvious to ignore. The crinkles around his eyes are mildly deep, and his freckles from the sun are more evident than they were back in his younger days.
(The Playboy photoshoots only hid the more private parts of him).
âSo, what should I call you?â you question, and a specific title comes to mind. Daddy. Youâre up-front but not that bold to call him it just yet. âJust Johnny,â he simply tells you, and you nod your head even though he canât see you.Â
âOkay, Johnny. Can I ask another question?â you inquire, stepping around him so he can face you. Johnny stands up straight, and the paper pages rustle with the light breeze that passes. âYouâre awfully curious, peaches, but go ahead,â he urges, reading the first set of steps.Â
âWhy do you call me that?â you ask, picking up the glass of pineapple juice you had set aside. Itâs warmer than before but still cool enough to soothe. âHm?â Johnny hums, not even pulling his focus away from the instructions.Â
You huff, causing him to raise an eyebrow and finally bring his gaze to you. You push your mildly faux irritation to the side and hand him the drink. He thanks you under his breath in a mumble. âPeaches. You always call me that. Why?â you question, bouncing on your feet again.Â
This time, your hands are clasped behind your back, and the action is unintentional. Pure habit.Â
âJust what I came up with, I guess,â he tells you, though he sounds so unsure of himself. In his mind, he tells you that youâre as sweet as a peach. One that heâd like to eat up and never spit out. âOh⌠Okay.â
Johnny knows you donât buy his words, and heâs happy you donât pry. He feels so terrible for having affection for youâfor having such vivid and vicarious thoughts about you. But at the same time, Johnny has no shame or regret because he knows you donât mind it. In fact, you welcome any amount of attention heâll give you. Despite the standoffish attitude he presents, you never leave him be.
Heâs not sure why he keeps those girls around when he could have you. Perhaps the older Human Torch is too afraid to let go of his old ways and make a jump for you. But he still tries.Â
Like when he wears nothing but a pair of jeans when repairing his fancy cars. Theyâre vintage, and he treasures them as much as he does your adoration, right in his heart.Â
âI think you were trying too hard, peaches. Donât you?â Johnny asks, and the question seems almost accusatory. âUhm⌠Sorry? I donât follow,â you tell him, worried that youâre about to be embarrassed for lifetimes to come.Â
âThe chair. Itâs pretty simple, but Iâm sure itâs not your fault you donât understand. Little sluts like you donât use their brains much, hm?âÂ
â...Huh?âÂ
Johnny raises an eyebrow at you, and you mentally curse yourself for forgetting your manners.
âSorry. Sorry?â The older man chuckles at your words, slotting a bar into the hole meant for it. It takes strength, though, and his biceps bulge from the struggle. You try your hardest to not let your jaw fall slack as you marvel at the largeness of his muscles. âI said, itâs not your fault you donât understand. These instructions were worded weirdly.âÂ
You let out an âohâ at his words, even though you know that he said something different. Something flirtatious and perhaps a little mean, but it doesnât matter because youâholy shit, your crush just flirted with you.
If Jakeâyour sweet Jakeyâwas here, youâd ask him to pinch you. Heâd hesitate at first but would grab at your skin nonetheless because heâd do anything for you. Itâd hurt like a bitch, but itâd be confirmation that while you are living the dream, this is pure reality.Â
âThink you can get it done in time?â you question, your plans now the last things you care about. Who needs to daydream about your crush under the sun when heâs standing right before you? âOf course. Iâm really good with my hands, yâknow,â Johnny smiles, plucking the sunglasses out of his pockets.Â
He puts them back, though, and finally lets you see his lust-filled gaze instead of his usual shades.Â
âThatâs good to know. I can ask you for help with other things!â you cheer, stepping back when he moves near you to grab another pole. âReally? That friend of yours doesnât help?â Johnny questions, and a memory from the other night comes flooding back.
It was the loud groans that piqued his curiosity. For Mr. Storm, it was a lonely Friday night when he watches a movie and drinks beer. But for you, it was something else. He looked out the window, only to be greeted by the sight of you on your knees and your dear friend, Jake, bobbing your head up and down. Your gags were almost as loud as his sounds, if not more.Â
Johnnyâs cock immediately hardened within the confines of his boxers. He had palmed himself but didnât dare to stroke his length, worried that heâll be caught. Worried he wonât be able to hold back afterwards. Eventually, you ceased the tiny bit of control and let your best friend fuck your face. Johnny wanted to be Jake at that momentâhe wanted to ruin you that way.
But then, you pulled off for a breather. And you made eye contact with him. And winked. And went straight back to slobbering on Jakeâs thick cock.Â
âOh, Jake? He does! He just lives a bit far, so I canât call him for every little thing, yâknow?â you tell him before picking the cup back up and offering it to him. Instead of taking it from you, Johnny leans down and catches the straw between his lips, drinking up the remainder.Â
You stare at him simply and watch as he returns to his full height while smiling at you. âItâs as sweet as you,â he says, setting the frame of the chair down. He carries it like it weighs nothing. âReally? How do you know that?â you tease, tilting your head to the side.
âI just do.â
âHm⌠You know, my friend Jakey said something like that before.â
Your words have Johnnyâs nostrils flaring. Heâs sure Jakeâs repeated his words in some variationâsome different context. And heâs sure Jake has tasted whatâs between your legs.Â
âIâm sure he has.â Johnny hums, looking down at the now fully put-together chair. âYeah, you should meet him! Iâm sure you guys would get along pretty well. I think you have at least one thing in common with him,â you tell Johnny, and he smirks. He knows what youâre playing at. âAny specific ideas, peaches?â he asks, crossing his arms.
Heâs more engrossed in you and this conversation than he is with the chair.Â
âUhm⌠Iâ I donât know. I was just saying that hypothetically, yâknow?â you nervously ramble, suddenly void of your confidence. âYou sure about that?â Johnny questions, taking a step closer to you. He drags his feet as a technique to make him seem suave. â...Uh-huhâŚâ Youâre practically starstruck, stuck in one place with a slacked jaw.Â
âIf you have something on your mind, you should say it. I wonât judge,â Mr. Storm urges, raising his eyebrows to tempt you. âWhat do Jake and I have in common?â Saying your friendâs name seemed like it would scorch his tongue at first, but it truly isnât that bad. â...Fixing stuff?â
You both curse in your minds. You chide yourself for your words, whereas the older man frustratedly sighs from your apprehension. To make the first move is scary for you, he knows that, but he just wishes you could be honest with him. He wishes he hadnât gotten so wise and still carried that fearlessness he did when he was in his twenties and setting fire to the sky.
âMaybe we can teach you one day. Youâd like that, wouldnât you?â Johnny asks, and you quickly nod your head. You bite down on your lip, and a smile spreads across your face. Itâs the prettiest thing heâs ever seen. âYâ Yeah, Iâd like that a lot.âÂ
You hope that youâre picking up what heâs putting down and that what heâs saying is the dirty fantasy filling your mind.Â
âMight have to prepare you first. Not sure if you can handle it,â Johnny continues, and you slyly smirk. âIâm a big girl; I can take it,â you reassure, stepping closer to him under the pretence of looking at his handiwork. âYeah?â Mr. Storm tilts his head upwards with his word, and you shyly nod. âI think big girls use their words when they want something, no?âÂ
You let out a gasp and are sure your bikini bottoms are soaked. Sticky with your arousal and perhaps a shade darker, too.Â
Johnny puts down whatever it was in his hands and stalks his way closer to you. Your eyes wander down his body and remain stuck at his crotch. His hard cock is tattooed against the fabric of his shortsâletting you see almost every detail. True to the limps of his female companions and your fantasies, Johnny is huge.Â
âCâmon, peaches. Use your words. I know how badly you want itâhow badly you need it.â
Despite his order, youâre still dumbfounded. Morsels and mere pieces of words escape your mouth, but nothing like sentences and admittances come.
âSpeechless, huh? Itâs okay. I do that to most little girls like you,â he husks, and the mention of other women has you pouting. Johnny chuckles at your jutted-out lip, reaching up to play with it before you quickly pull it back in. âYâ You knew I had feelings for you?!â you ask in a shocked tone, placing your hands on your hips.
The older man nods his head, and itâs practically comedic how you gasp even louder.Â
âAnd you never did anything until now? You just let me embarrass myself?â
Johnny chuckles, âI like playing around with you, peaches. And it wasnât embarrassing or anything like that. It was cute.âÂ
You let out a huff at his comments, looking away from his large frame that is nearly impossible to avoid. âDonât tell me youâre upset, peaches. Câmon, youâre breakinâ this old manâs heart,â Johnny says, mimicking faux sadness. You crack a smile when he does before rolling your eyes.Â
âSoâŚâ you hum, pulling up the straps of your bikini top. Johnny watches as you adjust your tits, not even caring about his ogling anymore. He stays silent, simply raking his gaze up and down your body before lingering on your face. He locks eyes with you at first, and then he looks at your lips.
Your beautiful, soft, kissable lips. Heâs fantasized about them more times than he can remember. And now, theyâre almost as close as heâs wanted them to be. Almost.
Johnny leans in and captures his mouth with yours. He kisses you with fervour and passion, and all things synonymous. Like a puzzle, your lips fit together perfectly. His tongue swipes blindly, asking for entry, to which you happily comply. Mr. Storm explores the inside of your mouth with his wet muscle, making out with you like itâs his new favourite hobby.Â
Both of your eyes are shut, and the wet sounds fill the silence that was there for only a few seconds. On instinct, you stretch your hands up to grab Johnnyâs biceps while rubbing your thighs together. The aching feeling in your core is more adamant than everâespecially with such proximity.Â
The older manâs breath hitches, and your heart starts to beat even more rapidly. You squeeze his strong muscles, and he loses it right there and then. Johnny pulls away from the kiss, lips swollen and wet like yours. His large hands find your hips, and he grabs them, pulling your lower half closer to him.
His hard cock is pressed against your body, and your clit throbs at the feeling. âThink itâs gonna fit, peaches? Your little pussy might not be able to handle itâŚ.â Johnny says, but you, in all your obedience and desperation, nod your head and let out a little whine.Â
You can recall having difficulty fitting Jake inside of any of your holes without a good amount of preparation at first. It makes you impatient, but itâs always worth it.Â
âDonât be a brat and listen to meâI can already see your little mind working hard. You couldnât handle it without a little stretch at first, baby. Iâm the smart one here, okay? Let Daddy do what he needs to do.â Johnny husks in a voice that is lower than his usual one. His near-condescending tone and words have you whimpering, and he smiles down at you.Â
But then, you falter.
He heard you, just as you had intended.Â
The plan was something you saw in a porno, something that couldâve gone wrong, but clearly, itâs gone so right. You left the window in your bedroom openâthe one right across Johnnyâs house and above your bed. You had a mirror in front of your mattress and made sure to give him the best show.
You touched yourself, with only him on your mind, and even let your noises run wild.Â
âYou're such a little slut. Touching yourself to the thought of a man almost twice your age? Dirty, dirty girl. But youâre my dirty girl, right?â Johnny questions, briefly forgetting the existence of one Jake Jensen. You grin widely. ââM yours and Jakeyâs. Thereâs enough of me to go around, Daddy.â Â
Johnny scoffs almost playfully before grabbing you with ease and placing you on the outdoor recliner. You gasp at his casual display of strength, staring at him as he slots himself between your legs. You part them involuntarily, still in awe of many things that trace back to the Human Torch.Â
âMaybe I donât like sharing,â he whispers with a wink. âMaybe youâll have to learn how.â
Johnny admires how you have some kind of retort for him most of the time. Itâs a trait he still hasâespecially since heâs used to little brats like you.
The older man grabs at the waist of your bikini bottoms, slowly pulling them down. The sight heâs met with canât even be rivalled by the best art pieces in the world. Your wet folds glisten in the sun, and he coos at the subtle swollenness there is to them.Â
Large, rough hands grab at your inner thighs, and he massages the skin, teasing you slightly. âDaddyâŚ!â you whine out, yet flustered at the contact. Smirking, Johnny raises a playful eyebrow at you.Â
He knows that his memory wonât do you justice later on, yet he still makes a motive to savour this moment as best as he can. Johnny doesn't waste time in latching his mouth onto your aching clit. With utter skill, he sucks on your swollen nub and basks in the moan you let out.Â
âFuckâohmygod,â you rush out, getting cut off by another one of your sounds. Johnny flicks his tongue on your clit, enjoying how your legs twitch when he finds its most vulnerable place. You reach down and tangle your fingers between his buzzed, grey hair. The feeling against your fingers is incredible, but it isnât as lovely as the pleasure that blooms at your core.Â
Johnny watches you squeeze your eyes shut as he tortures your pearl with his tongue. Your wetness soaks his beard, but he doesnât mind it at all. âGonna stretch this pretty cunt out, peaches. Gonna make my cock fit in this little hole,â he says, pulling away from your pussy momentarily.
He dives back in, drinking up the wetness that drools from you. His facial hair scratches at your sensitive folds, but you donât care. Johnnyâs wet muscle works at your hole, just the tip dipping inside before he returns to your poor little clit. He grunts and moans against your cunt, and the vibrations have you crying out the title that youâve so rightfully given him.Â
Two digits dance their way to your pussy, and they swirl around your folds. Johnny pulls away and spits on your swollen folds, rubbing it in with his fingers before pushing them into you. The wet, squelching noises are almost as loud as you are. Like an expert, he scissors your cunt open and strums your clit until you can feel that sensation building.Â
Johnny eats you out like a starved man, not once pulling away from your core. Your pornographic moans are enough to make his cock throb in the confines of his blue shorts. âYou like that, peaches? You like it when Daddy eats this pretty pussy?â he questions, and his words push you closer to the precipice of your orgasm.Â
âUh-huh. Lâ Love it so much, daddy.â Your words are broken apart before they end or dragged out longer than their original state. That pathetic neediness in your tone has Johnny growling into your swollen folds, and he pushes you into your climax.Â
When you come undone, youâre near-violent. Jakeâs been away on business for a few weeks now, and youâve promised to deny yourself whenever a familiar ache would rear its vibrant head up. Youâve almost forgotten how good it is to feel the touch of someone so skilledâespecially on your poor pussy.Â
âThatâs it, give Daddy your creamâfuck. Love watching you come like a whore on my tongue. You taste so sweet, baby.â Johnny pulls his mouth away from your cunt briefly, fucking you with his fingers and giving you quick licks to your throbbing clit.Â
Your carnal taste coats his tongue, and the older man knows heâs found an addiction he will never try to rid of. He drags his wet muscle from your clenching fuckhole, all the way up to your pearl of nerves. âGood girl, such a good little girl. Taking whatever Daddy gives you⌠That friend of yours trained you well, hm?â
He pulls you through your orgasm from the other side, not once letting you be free of his assault. An answer full of hums and pauses is on the tip of your tongue. But the thoughts in your mind go from coherent to pornographic. ââM Daddyâs good girl,â you pant, your hardened nipples poking through your bralette.Â
Johnny presses against your sweet spot with the tips of his fingers. The digits are soaked all the way down to his knuckles. âYeah, you are. Youâre also Daddyâs filthy whoreâletting an older man eat your pussy where your neighbours can spy on us. You get off on that shit, yeah? Such a slutâmy slut,â Johnny spits, and your back arches off the chair.Â
You affirm his statements with garbled words and high-pitched moans. Your lips are wet with saliva and raw from your teeth. Involuntarily, you begin to gyrate your hips to follow the circles that Johnny makes on your clit with his tongue. He pushes your hips back down with his other hand and tsks at you. âLet Daddy take care of his cunt, peaches.â
His words alone have you moaning. âPâ Please, Daddy⌠Wanâ another oneâŚâ you plead, and he chuckles against your pussy. âGreedy, greedy girl,â he chides, but he listens to you anyway. Johnny torments your core with his mouth and fingers. He picks up the pace of his fingers and sucks on your clit even harder.Â
Suddenly, youâre tumbling down into an unexpected climax. You cry out his title and squeeze your eyes shut, revelling in the blissful feeling that takes over your body. âYeah, soak my face, peaches,â he urgesâno, demands. He drinks up the arousal that leaks out of you, coaxing every drop from you with his powerful ministrations.Â
Your heart clamours in your chest as you come down (albeit slowly) from your release. Youâre so exhausted, but when youâre reminded of whatâs happening, newfound energy reveals itself from the cracks and crevices of your body. You look down at a smirking Johnny Storm, whose mouth and surrounding skin are covered in your creaminess. The sight has your breath hitching.
Slowly, you pull him to sit up further and press kisses to the same lips that were wrapped around your pearl. Johnny nearly gets caught up in the kiss until you touch his raging cock. He hisses from the contact, pulling away from your mouth with a smirk. âNaughty girlâŚâÂ
âNo⌠Iâm a good girl!â you counter with a whine, mischievously smiling as you reach into his shorts. When you wrap your hand around his cock, youâre not surprised that your fingers barely meet. Youâve admired his largeness when heâs ditched underwearâshamelessly so. âJusâ want your cock, Daddy.â
Johnny quirks an eyebrow, your words going straight to his head. Your other hand pulls down his pants, and he helps you when you start to struggle. In his full glory, you can admire one of the things youâve fantasised about for far too long.
Your crushâs cock is thick and lengthy, enough to make the breach hurt and reach the dizzying spots inside of you. Johnny's member is a vibrant red colour, dark with lust just like his hazy eyes. Your mouth salivates at the thought of taking him down your throat, but you know itâll require some training.Â
So you settle for stroking him. You spit a wad of saliva onto his girthiness before using it as lube to stroke him. Your movements are slow at first, but his moans are resounding nonetheless. âFuck, peaches,â Johnny groans, tossing his head back. A smile creeps onto your pretty face, and he returns the grin.Â
âYour cock is so pretty, Daddy⌠Just like I imagined,â you giggle, dragging your hand from base to tip. Beads of precum drip from the slit of his cock, and you have half a mind to lick it up. Before you can even do so, Johnny rips your hand away. âDid I do something?â you ask, worry and insecurity filling you up.
âIâm too impatient. I need to fuck your little cunt now,â Johnny rushes out, and you sigh out of relief. He manhandles you into his desired position, bent over in front of him. Your bikini top disappears with a pull, and so does his shirt.Â
You turn your head to look at him, marvelling at his body. Heâs just as hot as he was when he was youngerâand most definitely more. âSuch a perfect pussyâŚâ he mutters under his breath, and you grow shy from his words.Â
You wiggle your hips slightly, silently begging for his cock. Johnny beams at your eagerness. âPlease, Daddy? Need your cock so badly,â you plead, wetness staining your inner thighs. Johnny gently shushes you, grabbing the base of his cock and slapping your clit with the fat tip. You jolt and moan from the action.
Slowly, he drags his cock up to your sopping fuckhole, and the head catches. Your breath hitches and Johnny lets out a sigh. He gently pushes into your cunt, groaning as your warm, wet walls hug him in a lovely welcome. The cry you let out is wrangled and pornographic, and itâs music to his ears.Â
âFucking shit.â
Squelching sounds and your sweet little noises are all he can hear. His thickness stretches you out, and the burn is utterly delicious. It feels like an eternity has passed when he finally bottoms out. Johnny is deep inside your pussy, and youâve been filled to the brim with his cock. âDaddy!â you whine when he angles his hips and finds your sweet spot.
You see more stars than a telescope, and your poor bottom lip gets pulled between your teeth for the nth time. âFuck, your pussy is so tight, peaches. So tight and perfect. Made for me to do whatever,â Johnny spews, and you nod your head while moaning loudly.Â
The arch in your back is mean, and you reach behind you to pull the skin surrounding your pussy. Johnny curses as you reveal your untouched rosebud. Heâs sure you want to stretch it outâsluts like you always do. âAre you gonna ruin my pussy, Daddy?â you question in a teasing tone, desperate to get a rise out of him.Â
âFuck, yeah. And youâre gonna stay there and take this dick like a good little girl,â he tells you, chuckling when you clench around his cock from his vulgar words. Johnny begins to pump in and out of you, mimicking his learned and practiced movements.Â
The fleshlight heâs used since he met you is nothing like your cunt, yet heâs determined to fuck you with the same brutality heâs used to.Â
Your moans are mildly muffled, your face pressed against the chair. Each of Johnnyâs thrusts makes your body jerk, his ruthlessness unlike anything youâve experienced. âDaddy⌠SâgoodâŚâÂ
âI know, peaches. This cunt is perfect for Daddy to use.â
Your eyes roll back into your head at his sentence. His heavy balls slap against your sensitive clit, adding more pleasure to the heaven-sent feeling between your legs. The tip of Johnnyâs cock nudges against your sweet spot, and he pulls guttural moans out of you like no other. âItâs a good thing I tasted this pussy and stretched her out. Sheâs so tight. But sheâs doing so good for me.â
Johnny isnât really talking about your snatch when he utters his last seven words. Heâs trying to sing praises, but heâs caught up between wanting to degrade you and being speechless from how lovely you feel. Soaking his dick and squeezing him like a vice. âYouâre such a good girlâsuch a good slut.â
Nodding your head, you squeeze your eyes shut from the intense feeling of Johnny. Heâs so deep, and each drag and slam of his hips sets your nerves on fire. Like cheap rope, they burn with ease as the flame spreads quickly.Â
ââM your good girl, Daddy! Your liâl slut,â you whine, and you feel as though your breath has been knocked out of you. âThatâs right. Looks like I didnât fuck all the thoughts out of that brain yet. But I bet you go dumb easy, right? Yeah, canât wait to see those eyes all empty and this cunt full of cum,â Johnny spits, punctuating each word with a push of his hips.
A smile spreads on your lips, and Johnny knows youâre a goner. âYou gonna come around Daddyâs cock, baby? Hm? Cream on it and make a mess? Maybe I should get you to clean it up after,â he husks, rutting into you like an animal that was once caged and has now been set free.
âUh-huh, uh-huh,â you babble, and the thought of tasting yourself on Johnnyâs dick has you spasming around his member all of a sudden. You squeeze him tightly and cry out a weakened version of his title, coming undone for him once more. âShitâgood girl, so good for Daddy. Lookatcha, all stupid for my cock. Didnât even ask for permission.âÂ
His words have you garbling apologies that are nonsensical. True to his words, youâre all stupid and thoughtless.Â
âItâs okay, peaches. Daddyâll punish you later. Think this little fuckhole can handle a little bit of bullying? Or am I being too mean to her already? I guess I am. Maybe thatâs why sheâs crying so much for me.â
Johnny stops speaking, and all you can hear are the loud, lewd wet noises from your cunt. You know that his thick member must be glistening by now. âYou hear that, peaches? Hear how soaked Daddyâs pussy is?â he taunts, and the sounds that takeover are skin on skin.Â
To simply put it, youâre cockdrunk, high off the drug that is Johnnyâs dick. Your mind is cloudy, and youâre stuck in a haze that you truly donât want to leave. You canât even speak, only capable of crying, whining, and moaning.
âFucked dumb already, slut? Shh⌠Itâs okay. Daddyâll do all the thinking for you. Just keep taking Daddyâs dick and staying pretty.â Johnny urges, reaching one of his hands down to your poor clit. He begins to rub it while his cock strokes your inner walls, kissing your sweet spot every now and then.Â
Your limbs jerk every now and then, your body leaking over the brim with euphoria when youâre suddenly tumbling into another orgasm. Your cunt hurts, but the feeling is too good for you to beg him to stop. Perhaps the pain even adds to the pleasure.Â
âSuch a bad little slut⌠Didnât ask for permission again, huh? Looks like you jusâ wanna get punished, hm? Might as well do it nowâŚâ Johnny ponders aloud, and his gaze falls to your little rosebud. Heâs been staring at it nonstop, to the point where he could still picture it days from now. âDo you want Daddy in both of your holes, peaches? Hm? I know youâll love it. Youâre such a needy little thing.â
His words cause you to moan and clench around him. Johnnyâs flushed cock is covered in tinted slick, shiny beneath the bright sunlight. âUh-huh-uh-huh! Wanâ it so bad, Daddy.â Youâre not even sure what heâs going to do, but what you do know is that Johnny can have you any way he wants, no matter what. âGood girlâso good for Daddy.â
Johnnyâs handâonce on your hipâtravels up to his mouth, and he pushes his thumb past his lips. He lathers the digit in spit until itâs perfect enough. His thrusts slow down briefly, and you let out a whine that has him chuckling in turn. He pulls it out with a pop before puckering his mouth up and spitting.
A wad of saliva lands right on your puckered hole, and he uses it as a lubricant to stretch the tight muscle with his thumb. Jolts of intensity ride up your spine, and your eyes roll back into your skull as Johnny penetrates your ass with his thumb. âFuckâŚâ you whine out, immediately adoring the foreign feeling.Â
Itâs an intrusion that you welcome with open legs. Your nails dig into the skin that surrounds your precious, defiled holes. The older, far more experienced man begins to fuck into you again, and the thrusts mixed with his thumb hooked inside your rosebud have you wailing. âFuckâDaddy! Oh, goshâŚâ
âSee? Isnât it so much better when youâre where you should be? Underneath a man who knows how to fuck dirty sluts like you.â
You nod your head as your tits beg to be played with. You ignore them, though, too caught up in how Johnnyâs claimed your body. He rams into you with force and accuracyâskill, most of all. Itâs almost too much, though.Â
His powerful thrusts, thumb stretching your ass, fingers rubbing your clit, and the filth he spews without relent. The combination makes you feel something intenseâsomething youâve felt a lot with Jake but not so much when youâre alone. âOhâ Daddy!â you cry out.
Youâre shaking with leisure as your cunt spasms, squeezing Johnnyâs cock and not letting him go. In turn, he forces another orgasm out of you, cursing wildly when streams of liquid flow out of you. Each drag of his cock comes with a spurt, and he even slaps your clit to prolong your climax.
Garbled curses leave your mouth after a silent scream. Youâre so glad that your home is the last in the neighbourhoodâs row before the long walk to the bus stop. No one can hear you, only those who decide to be peeping toms.Â
âFucking shit, peaches. Yeah, make a mess on daddyâs cock. Such a good little slut. What are you, baby?â
âIâ Iâm Daddyâs good lâ little slut,â you slur, mindlessly repeating what Johnny says. You squirt all over him, leaving the older manâs cock dripping in your arousal. His entire cock has been soaked, even down to his swollen, heavy balls. âYeah, you are. And youâre all stupid, yeah? Not one thought in your brain âcause Daddyâs fucking you so good.â
The spurts lessen in size until youâre just squeezing Johnnyâs cock. The tightness is better than anything heâs ever felt. Hot fire, similar to the summerâs hot weather, fills you and the older man. He swears heâs never letting you go after thisânever neglecting you ever again. ââM Daddyâs stupid little girlâŚâ
Your words make him groan loudly, and his thrusts begin to grow sloppy. His cock slips in and out of you with utter ease, but he doesnât dare to leave your perfect pussy.Â
âDaddyâs stupid little girl, yeah⌠Bet you love cum as much as you love cock. Youâre a little cumdump for your friend, arenât you? Yeah, I bet you beg for him to give you his seed every fucking day. You're gonna learn to take my load, peaches. Youâre gonna love it.â
Rapidly, you nod your head. Itâs almost as if he knows you entirely even though youâve done most of the nonsensical rambling that he seemingly would ignore.Â
âMmm⌠Love it so much, Daddy. Wanna be your liâl cumdump⌠Wanâ you to fill me up with your cream, please. Please, Daddy! I need your cum so badlyâŚâ you beg, and it might just be the most obscene thing Johnny has ever heard. âFuckâfuckâfuck.â
His thrusts suddenly cease as he forces himself deep inside you, pushing as far as possible. Johnny lets out a guttural moan and slips his thumb out of your ass. He looks down and watches the hole gape slightly, making him swear loudly.Â
Ropes of sticky, white cum fill you up. The warmth that blossoms inside makes you smile faintly before you bite your lips and wiggle your hips. You grind back on Johnnyâs cock, and his hands are quick to grab your splayed ones. âDonât be a bad girl, peaches,â he warns. You let out a simple giggle.Â
Creaminess spills out from the sides of Johnnyâs fat cock, unable to stay inside your stuffed-cunt.Â
Slowly, Johnny pulls out and leaves you a stretched-out, leaky, needy mess. You bring your arms forward and brace up on them, looking back at the Human Torch with a mischievous look on your face.Â
âYou did so well, baby. Youâre such a good girlâmy good little girl.â
With a smirk, you challenge his words. âReally? Your good girl? What about poor little Jakey? You canât do that to himâŚâ
âI can steal you away if I want to, peaches. And I know you want that as well. But youâre right, itâs a bit rude,â he says with faux sadness, but you canât see through his facade. âWaiââ
âI guess itâs only fair if I let him have you one last time. Sharing is caring, after all.âÂ