pls can you write dad's friend Emmett? 😭😭🩷
you’re so real for this anon, ofc i can!! i’ve been wanting to write dbf for SO long and just never got round to it so thank u for giving me a reason to!! honestly really loved writing this, thank you for your request i hope you enjoy!! <3
word count: 2.7k (i got a little carried away😭🫠)
tags: masturbation, p in v, age gap, praise, dirty talk, light spanking
Your parents weren't home; Emmett was. That wasn't at all unusual, they often called upon him to keep watch when they were gone. Not that you needed it, your twentieth birthday was coming up soon, it was more for the sake of your little brother - who'd been fast asleep for hours.
You had no doubt he was still locked in a peaceful sleep, his room tucked away at the opposite end of the house. As for Emmett, he was - presumably - where he was typically found: lounging about downstairs with a harsh tv glare in his eyes. By your standards, that was safe enough to permit some alone time.
Carelessly, you tossed your pyjama shorts to the bedroom floor, the sodden fabric of your underwear hanging round your knees as you slipped your hand between the parting of your thighs.
Breathing softly, you gently pressed your fingertips to your clit, tracing supple circles over the sensitive spot as you wasted no time in finding exactly where you required them most.
Slowly, you slipped a finger within the warmth of yourself, followed shortly by the accompaniment of a second. As you revelled in the greatly-needed sensations, you couldn't quite prevent the way your mind began to drift - not that you particularly wanted to.
However you were a little stunted as your brain began to flood with image of someone very familiar, someone you could hear walking around downstairs.
You'd had a sort of 'thing' for Emmett for a while; it was rather difficult to kick it. He was always so pleasant toward you, and annoyingly attractive in many ways. You found plenty logic in blaming this on the fact he was at the house right now, it was the only reasoning you would allow yourself to face.
Your eyelids fluttered together as you focused your touch where you required it most, curling in and out of your soaking cunt as your arousal heightened further by each passing second.
As much as you wished against it, the image of your father's longtime friend was cemented in your mind. Not just the image, the sound of his voice, just.. him.
"Fuck..” You whispered, barely audible, an odd blend of frustration and satisfaction. Your features screwed together as you quickened the pace of your fingers, flicking through the lewd scenes in your mind.
You were long beyond the initial guilt now, coming to accept that the vision of your father's closest friend had your back arching from your bed and arousal pooling between your thighs.
You completely lost yourself in the sensations; and willingly, pressing your heavy head back into one of your bed's many pillows as you squeezed your thighs around your hand.
The rhythm of your breathing was heavy as you set the perfect pace, picking up the speed of your fingers as you murmured mindlessly to yourself. Although this time, the hushed utter of 'fuck' didn't fall from your own lips. At an instant, you snapped your eyes open once more, darting to the only thing worthy of drawing focus.
Emmett stood stationary in the doorway to your bedroom, an unreadable expression painting his features, a tall glass of water in his left hand.
Immediately, you seized the closest blanket to your side, yanking it over your bared legs as embarrassment masked your face, breath caught in your throat as you sat yourself back up on your mattress.
With a single, hoarse sound, Emmett cleared his throat, "I brought you water."
That much was clear, and it didn't exactly help your struggle for words. He took a small step forward, placing the beverage atop your bedside table before tucking his hands back inside his worn-out jean pockets, and you couldn't ignore the strain at his crotch.
You pulled your gaze away, unable to bring yourself to look directly at him, "I was just," You began, although no words seemed to follow.
He chuckled, a slight smirk playing at his lips as he failed miserably to diminish it, "Somethin' got you worked up?"
You felt your face grow impossible warm at his words, caught entirely off guard as he observed you from beside the table he'd planted the water atop, bedroom door clicking shut behind his back.
You peered up at him, still apparent of the slick between your thighs as you noticed amusement ghosting over his face, observing the way you processed his words.
Before you were able to conduct some form of answer, Emmett lay out another question, inhaling deeply before, "You ever been fucked before, sweetheart?"
Your stomach fluttered, the question leaving you taken aback as you gazed up at him, cheeks burning with pure, undiluted heat.
"Yes." You managed, battling to keep your gaze trained with his own.
You'd had sex before, a few times, with old boyfriend's who'd since been cast astray from your life. It was.. nice, sweet.
Emmett's gaze bore into you, and suddenly his thumb was brushing swiftly over your face, lifting your chin as his eyes explored every last inch of your flustered face.
"Properly?" He firmed, the pad of his thumb callous against your skin, "Not some lousy shit."
You breathed deeply. 'Lousy' wasn't exactly the word for it, though it certainly hadn't been perfect.
Ultimately, you shook your head, arousal only heightening with the feeling of his touch against your skin, "No."
He stepped even nearer, barely any distance separating the two of you. His mind was whirring, that much you could deduce, the warmth of his palm against your skin making you shudder.
There was a short pause, and you were sure it felt far longer than it truly was.
His voice was a low, deep whisper as he stared intently down at you, running his palm over the back of your neck, "I can show you." He spoke, "You gotta want it, but I can show you."
You couldn't quite believe the words as they escaped his lips, the situation simply felt more absurd with each word. However there wasn't so much as a shadow of a doubt in your mind; you wanted it. You needed it.
"You want me to show you, baby?" He asked, offering your shoulder a gentle squeeze.
You returned a rather frantic nod, practically blurting out, "Yes."
Emmett exhaled at your words, swiping his palm from your shoulder as he murmured something inaudible beneath his breath. His hand crept slowly behind your neck, suddenly bringing your lips crashing against his.
He began only gently, purposeful in his restraint as he moved his lips against yours, sliding his tongue between your lips as the embrace grew hungrier.His mouth never disconnected from your own, palm caressing the back of your neck as he joined you on the bed.
"Fuck.." He mumbled against your mouth as his frame loomed over you. His lips shattered the kiss, his chest heaving as he met your gaze with clear intent. Abruptly, he seized the strewn over blanket from your legs, yanking it off and exposing your naked legs.
Emmett let out a low, somewhat shaky groan, cursing to himself as his eyes fell to your bare, glistening cunt as he discarded the blanket to the wooden floor.
You felt the cool air strike your skin as you inhaled. feeling the heat of his gaze burn into you.
"Jus' look at you." He groaned, his thick, skilful fingers creeping up your legs, seizing your thighs and parting them further, "Sweetest little cunt."
Your hips bucked up as he pressed the pad of his thumb against your clit, teasing you with the gentle pressure.
"Please.." You mumbled, desperate for the friction you'd broken mere moments ago.
Your plea had Emmett's cock twitching inside the confines of his jeans, aching to fulfil what you so blatantly craved.
"Please what, honey?" He coaxed, snaking his hands to the zipper of his jeans, tugging the metal down as you watched through a heavy gaze.
He tucked a hand into one of his two pockets, quickly retrieving a small, square packet. You breathed deeply beneath your pyjama shirt as you watched him pull his boxers down, soon stepping out of his jeans as he freed his hard, pulsing cock.
You expelled a shaky exhale, full of anticipation as your gaze met with the head of him, his fist wrapped around his bare shaft, pumping at a torturously slow rate.
"Please, fuck me.." You whispered, toying with the bedsheets beneath you as Emmett ran his digit over the slit of his tip.
"Shit, sweetheart." He chuckled amidst a hoarse sound. His eyes trailed down your body, intoxicated by the sight of your sopping cunt, "Up for me."
You nodded, finding zero hesitation in altering your position. You knelt comfortably upon your mattress as he studied your frame, bare from the waist down.
"I want you on all fours, ass up, honey. Can you do that for me?" He murmured, tearing the little papered square between his fingertips, pulling out the condom and rolling it down onto his length as you positioned yourself on all fours, eagerly awaiting Emmett's action.
Unable to resist the sight, he grasped your backside, running his hands over the exposed flesh as he spread you before him, holding you there for a few short moments before releasing his hold. He planted one firm smack to your bare ass, drawing a soft whimper from your throat as your body jolted forward in response.
"Think this little pussy needs to be fucked, huh?" He teased, palm surrounding his length as he angled the thick of his tip to your entrance. Your eyelids fluttered shut as you felt him drag his head up and down your drenched slit, "How bad d'you want it, sweetheart, tell me."
You pushed your hips back against him, whimpering softly as you felt his tip taunt your clit, back arching before him, "Please, Emmett.. I need you."
Hearing his name leave your lips only wound him up further, cock impossibly hard in his grasp as he let go, sliding inside your drenched cunt, "Just need to be fucked right, huh baby?"
A loud, satisfied moan escaped your throat as he entered you, filling your needy cunt with one swift motion. You nodded through a quiet whine as Emmett landed his first thrust, hips smacking against your arched ass with a taunting thrust.
"God, you feel incredible." He whispered, voice gruff and low as his skin collided with yours.
And so did he. His cock fit so perfectly inside you,reaching right where you desired him most. You pushed back eagerly against him, desperate to bring him as deep as possible as he began to thrust against you. His palms were somehow both warm and rough as they slid up your waist, assisting in the way he rocked against you.
"Y'gonna let me ruin this sweet fuckin' pussy?" Emmett taunted, smacking his pelvis against your own as he groaned hungrily, practically grunting with each thrust reaching deeper and deeper.
You nodded, "Yes, fuck!.."
He heaved, feeling your walls clench around him as he pumped into you, his voice laced with gravel and amusement, "What would your dad think, huh doll? His friend fuckin' you stupid while hes not home?"
The taunt shot down your spine like a rush as your body responded to him. As much as it shouldn’t have, it only made the situation more exciting. Despite wishing that wasn’t the case, you couldn’t deny the thrill of how wrong it all was - so wrong.
Emmett’s cock was stuffed firmly inside you, hitting repeatedly at your sweetest spots as you moaned for more.
And he was equally as wound up, satisfied sounds pouring from his throat as he picked up his pace.
"Oh you like that, hm?" He teased, inebriated by the sensation of your pussy squeezing him desperately in response to his words running through your body.
Suddenly Emmett pulled back rather slowly, his length leaving you entirely. You exhaled, head turning back in pointed confusion, shooting a furrowed brow in is direction. With an equally heavy exhale, he chuckled, seizing your hips and flipping you over as though it took no effort, settling your backside at the edge of the bed with your thighs parted for his access.
One hand took ahold of your chin, tilting it up ever so slightly as he stared down at you, his opposing hand guiding himself back between your legs, "Need to see that pretty little face while I fuck you, sweetheart."
His words trailed off as he pushed himself back within the warmth of you. Once more, you jaw fell open in an airy moan as Emmett resumed his pace between your thighs immediately, thumb digging into the crook of your jaw, "So needy.."
Your back arched drastically as he bucked in and out of your drenched pussy, filling you at a flawless rate as your palms slid up the broad of his back, scrunching into his worn-out t-shirt as he grunted.
"Such a dirty girl, letting me use you like this, huh?" He taunted, "Letting me fuck this pretty pussy while your parents aren't home.”
You flung your legs around his bucking hips, allowing him to strike your g-spot as you babbled.
“Yes..” You uttered, thighs trembling either side of him, overwhelmed with pleasure as your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, growing louder by the moment.
"Attagirl." Emmett praised, eyes shutting for a brief moment as his hips pumped back and forth between your thighs, grasp sliding under your legs as they surrounded his pelvis, "Quiet for me, doll, don't wanna wake your brother up."
You nodded, suppressing your pleasure to the very best extent you could manage, though it became increasingly difficult as your satisfaction built.
"Emmett.." You mewled through your attempt at hushing yourself, composure continuing to escape you.
"I know. Jus' what you needed, huh? My cock stuffed in this needy little pussy." He teased through another low chuckle, quickening his pace once more.
Cursing under your breath, you nodded in response as his thrusts had your thighs weakening around him.
Without warning, his palm came down on your ass, providing a quick strike, following with a tender squeeze of the area he’d just hit, gripping greedily at your flesh, "Fuckin’ take it, that's right."
With a heaving chest, you jolted at the repeat of a stinging sensation landing on your behind, your upper-thighs coated with your own arousal.
"Shit.." You whined as Emmett struck repeatedly at your g-spot, palms possessive across your backside as he rocked your hips against his every thrust, bringing you nearer and nearer to orgasm.
"I know, honey, can feel you getting close." He teased as his length twitched inside you, surrounded by drenched warmth as he slid in and out of your sopping cunt, "Y'wanna come on my cock?"
You simply moaned in response, nodding subtly along as Emmett gripped your backside possessively, pulling you against each thrust he planted inside you, "Fuck, yes."
"Shit, gonna make me come, baby." He panted, "Give it to me, sweetheart, come on my fuckin' cock."
You let out a strained, rather needy moan, your breathing rapid as your orgasm crashed over your body, legs trembling as you clenched around his shaft, his pace getting sloppier as he got closer.
"Mm, so pretty when you cum, baby." He smirked, landing one final thrust deep inside your cunt as his own release struck, cursing through gritted teeth as he pulsed, "Fuck-"
Through low, rough grunts, he came undone, bringing a single hand to the angle of your jaw, cupping the crook firmly as he ran his thumb back and forth over your neck.
He pressed his flushed forehead against your own, "That better?"
A sweet smile tugged at your lips as he brought your mouth to his once again, his length still nestled comfortably between your thighs as his lips worked in unison with yours.
The embrace was far more tender this time around, rather satisfying as he soothed you down from climax, your mind whirring at an impossible rate - completely specific to one idea; you hadn't the slightest clue how either of you were to act when you next saw one and other.
Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Your support means the world to me! I’m working through a lot of requests so thank you for your patience if you’ve sent one in <3
