Ride it right, or get off.
βΛΰΏ pairing . Jackie Jackson x f.blackreader 18+MDNI β
βΛΰΏ premise . after a heated argument between you and your boyfriend jackie things started to escalate but in a good way, he often let's you be a pillow princess but maybe this time it's time for him to put his princess in work after having such a filthy mouth cussing him out....but he secretly loves being cussed out by you.
βΛΰΏ contains . riding him, backshots, missionary, both of you taking turns smoking during sex, established relationship, they lowk toxic but in love with each other, jackie smoking (please just act like he smokes in this fic), cussing, arguing, reader having a horrible attitude, nipple play, masturbation, jackie being mean, just pure filthy so enjoy babes !
Los Angeles, California 1972 β your house.
Jackie leaned back in the armchair, blunt glowing between his fingers as you tore into him. Smoke curled from his lips while your voice cracked through the bedroom, calling him every name you could think of. He didn't flinch, just watched you pace, eyes half-lidded, letting the weed mellow the sting of every curse you spat.
"You don't give a fuck about this relationship," you snapped, hands flying. "Flirting with every thirsty bitch that throws herself at youβ"
Jackie exhaled another thick cloud straight at you. "Keep talking." His tone stayed flat, almost bored. "See where that mouth gets you, youn' know how to shut the fuck up sometimes." He inhaled another cloud then exhaling another thick cloud at you.
"The fuck you just say to me?," you turn to look at him, your eyes giving him that 'don't play with me' look. "If anything you don't know how to stop being such a jackass, oh I forgot you're already one!" You screamed at him, getting more and more heated by the second.
You kept going, on and on for a few more minutes, until he finally stood. Blunt buring slow between his lips. He crossed the room in two strides, and grabbed your chin hard enough to make you shut up mid sentence.
"I think you outtha lost your mind talking to me like that, the fuck is wrong with you, huh?" He said looking you up and down. You didn't say anything besides giving him a look of pure irritation. "I don't give a fuck." You spat back.
"really?, that's how you feel ma?," he smirked, "strip. Get on the bed, now." He commanded, leaving no room to argue. "Play with that pussy while I watch since you wanna walk around huffin and puffin, now ima give yo ass a reason to huff and puff."
You glared but obeyed, jackie ended up going back to the armchair slouching. Blunt burning slow between his fingers. His eyes tracked every move as you stood at the foot of the bed and peeled your top off first. You dragged it over your head, letting your tits bounce free.
His gaze dropped straight to your nipples, already stiff from the cool air and the heat of the argument. You shoved your shorts down next, stepping out of them so you stood completely naked in front of him. "Keep goin," he said, voice low. He took another long pull from the blunt and let the smoke drift up while he watched.
You climbed onto the bed and lay back against the pillows. Legs spread wide, you slid two fingers down over your pussy, parting the lips so he could see everything. Your middle finger circled your clit in slow, wet strokes. Jackie's stare stayed locked on your cunt as you rubbed faster, silent whimpers babbling out your mouth. The sound of your slick filling the quiet room. He exhaled another thick cloud, the tip of the blunt glowing orange while you pushed two fingers inside yourself and started pumping in and out.
"That's it," he murmured, shifting in the chair. His dick was already pushing hard against his sweats. "Don't stop, get that shit nice and wet for me, ma."
You kept fingering yourself, hips rolling up to meet your own hand, "mmnghmβ" you moaned out. Your other hand came up to squeeze one of your tits, pinching the nipple the way you knew he liked. He stared at you, eyes half-lidded, smoke curling around his face as he watched your fingers disappear knuckle-deep inside you again and again. Every time you moaned or cursed under your breath he just smirked and kept smoking, letting you work yourself.
"That's it," he muttered. "Rub that shit. Get it wet f'me." You kept touching yourself, your attitude still showing on your face even as your body responded. Jackie stood again, undressing, his long, perfectly trimmed, girthy dick. It's already hard and heavy. He grabbed your ankle, pulling you towards the edge of the bed
"You got a lot of sass on you, girl," he said with the blunt STILL between his lips. That man loved to smoke, you knew that already, jackie loved him some weed and you loved to smoke with your boyfriend at times so it didn't really phase you.
You batted your eyelashes up at him, small gasps escaping your lips, "and you got a lot of nerve flirtin' with them other bitches." You snapped back almost instantly. He rolled his eyes and spread your legs wide, pushing them up to your perky tits. He started rubbing the head of his tip up and down your slit without pushing in, the teasing forcing a small whimper out of you.
"jackieβdon't tease." You looked at him, bringing your lips to your teeth biting down on it softly, you reached down trying to line him up yourself, but he slapped your wrist, "I didn't tell you to touch, stop playin' with me girl." His voice full of irritation and laziness. He continued rubbing his tip over your folds before he finally pushed in fully giving you no time to adjust to him.
You gasped, looking up at him pupils blown wide as you tried adjusting to him, that man didn't give a flying fuck. He started thrusting, hard and steady, one hand pressed down on your thigh to keep your legs wide open, the other one taking slow inhales of the blunt, letting out more smoke.
"You look so pretty, gon' make yo ass a mommy." Every snap of his hips punched a loud moan out of you. "Sβslow down babyβshiiiitt!" You moaned, eyes rolling back. Your legs wrapped around him now, heels digging into his back, "I'mβI'm so sorry baby, oh my gosh!" You yelped out, eyes squeezing shut.
"I don't give a damn bout' no sorry, Mama, y'know this, don't play crazy now." A dry chuckle came out his mouth. He started pounding into you until the headboard slammed the wall. He took the blunt between his fingers and passed you the blunt and you took a hit while he fucked you slow and deep now changing his pace, his thumb now circling your clit.
"Inhale," he coached, watching your eyes glaze. "Now hold it. Good girl." You exhaled shakily as he picked up speed again, his free hand went to your nipples tugging and sucking one into his mouth as he leaned down while he pounded into you. He moved one of your legs onto his shoulder. This angle had him drilling deeper into you, making you moan out louder.
Your legs started shaking, pressure building fast, "I'mβfuckβim gonna." You tried talking, each other turned into a moan. "You gon' what?, I can't hear you baby," he slapped your inner thigh. "Speak up f'me." He ordered. You put the blunt out on a nearby ashtray being very careful not to drop it, you absolutely tried running from the dick, it felt like he was trying to fuck a five babies into you.
"stop playin' with me," he held you down by your hips, your legs now opened up into a V shape. "You know I don't like that shit, now take it." He drilled in deeper in this position. Causing you to see stars, maybe even galaxies at this rate, "oh fuckβhiccup!βm'so sorry, baby." You whine, lips coming out to a pout.
You felt a tight pressure in your stomach, "jackieβwait a minute, slow downnn." If anything that made him go faster. Sound of skin slapping filled the room mixed with his groans and your moans. "Whatchu finna' cum on this dick?, hm?, answer me girl." One of his hands snaked up around your throat applying a bit of pressure. You nodded your head unable to answer, "mmnghm!β" your body had enough, liquid gushing out around his dick as you came hard, soaking the sheets.
He didn't stop, fucking you through it. "Look at you making a mess all ova' me." He looked at you, making eye contact with you. "That's my girl," he kissed your face. "I'm so proud of youβknew you could do it." He praised you trying to get you to relax after an intense orgasm. You finally relaxed your breaths a little ragged.
But he still wasn't done with you, especially after all that stuff you were saying in his face earlier. He finally got up from you and flipped you over. A small gasp coming out your lips, "What the hell are you doing -" a hard slap to your ass made you cry out.
"Quiet woman, don't really wanna hear' you speak right now." He slid his dick into your cunt again. He took both of your hands, dragging them to meet behind your back, then wrapped his own hands around your wrist, and he started pounding into you harder this time. His head thrown back, Adam's apple bobbling in his throat. He looked so good, sweat all over his body glistening him.
"Oh yes, Mama, grind that ass back on meee," he whined, "so pretty, baby, you should see the view." He slapped your ass drilling into you deeper and harder.
He bit down hard on his lip. The sound of you moaning and throwing your ass back on him had him obsessed and mesmerized. His thrust became sloppy, "I'm soβoh shitt," he groaned. His hot sticky cum exploded into your walls, both of you moaning at the feeling of his warm dick stuffing you full and painting your walls.
He pulled out of you, still not satisfied nor done with you. He climbed onto the bed and pulled you on top of him without asking. "Ride it." He said, gripping your hips. "And ride it right or get the fuck off me."
You sank down on his dick, gasping at the stretch. He let you set the pace at first, watching your tits boune while you moved. His hands slid up to your nipple, pinching and rolling them between his fingers until you moaned. "Oh m'gosh y-yessβ jackie!" You whined, your eyes watering. You look at him.
His hands cup your ass. "So deep inside this wet, sloppy pussy. mhmmm." He hisses, his eyes fluttering shut for a second. "Just like that baby," he praised, voice nasty. "Look at you takin' this dick after all that shit you talked. This pussy so wet, fuck."
You tried to keep your bratty attitude, still muttering curses under your breath while you bounced. His hand shot up and wrapped around your throat again, squeezing just enough to make your head spin. "You gon learn to watch ya' mouth?," he asked mid bounce, "or I'm gon remind you everytime who this pussy belong to." He started thrusting up to meet you.
"Fuck you," you hissed, still trying to talk shit even as your pussy clenched around him. "You think this gon' fix shit?"
Jackie laughed low, hips still thrusting up into you, "this gon' fix that attitude. Keep runnin' it and see what happen."
You tried to curse him out again but the words dissolved into a broken moan when his fingers found your clit from underneath. He rubbed tight circles until your thighs shook and you came down on his dick again, "oh my gosh!βfuckk!" You moaned out. Your body jerks a little, your pussy spasms more and lets out more cum.
He thrusted his hips up again a few more times, "ohh fuckk...mmhm, I'm cummin in this pussy... shit baby," he groans, giving three deep thrusts before holding himself deep inside you, releasing all in your womb.
You collapsed against his chest, still twitching, his cum leaking out around his softening dick. He stroked your back, voice soft now. "Don't ever talk crazy to me like that again, mama." He kissed your head.
You nodded weakly against his skin, too fucked-out to argue. "Yes, baby.."
