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cw: choking, dirty talk, creampie
She Didn’t Need To Know— But, Now She Does. [Jotaro Kujo]
It hadn't necessarily been awkward after the affair between you and Jotaro, no. In fact, ever since that one faithful night, you've felt more sexually satisfied than you had in ages.
Sure, it wasn't morally correct to be screwing your friend's dad ever chance you got, but it sure as hell was worth it. You could see why some of your friends from university constantly talked about how older men were better.
Hell, if you knew they could look like this and dick you down this well, you might've signed up sooner.
You noticeably started going to Jolyne's house more. Not that it bothered her— as a matter of fact, she was ecstatic. She got to see her best friend more often, and it seemed as though her stick-in-the-mud father was coming around to you, too!
Not for the reasons she hoped, though.
"Ahhhh, finals are almost over, babes! I can't wait to get out of this place for the summer and go somewhere with you and Ermes!"
The girl draped herself over your back, locking her arms around your upper body by clutching her wrist with opposite hand. "It's gonna be so much fun! Maybe we can get my dad to fly us out to Italy or something."
You couldn't help but grin, turning your neck and head slightly to face her as you spoke though your eyes never left your computer screen.
"Yeah? I'm down to go to Italy. I'm sure Mr. Kujo wouldn't mind paying for the trip."
You couldn't help but stick your tongue out as you retorted, the black and green haired girl rolling her eyes at the childish gesture.
"You're terrible," she scoffs as she released you from her grip and falls back onto her bed. You finish your sentence on the paper you were typing and turn in your chair, arm resting on the top of it as you grin.
"I'm terrible for going along with your plan to sucker your dad out of some money to go on a girls trip to another country? Alright, then."
You turn back around in your seat, stretching out your fingers before placing them back on the home keys of your keyboard.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, love," you began, the smile dawning your face audible in your voice. "Just know I'm a better person that you."
You could only rasp out broken phrases and garbled moans as the older male plowed into you, skin slapping against skin feverishly. It was disgusting. You were fucking Jotaro Kujo in his goddamn bathroom, only a few feet away from his daughter and best friend.
You had gotten a text from him while you were laying on Jolyne’s blue covers, doing nothing in particular. You reached over to check your phone, swiping up to unlock it and read the text.
‘Need to blow off steam. Meet me in the bathroom near Jolyne’s room.’
You quickly locked it again and dropped it beside you.
You sat up, craning your neck to turn to look at Jolyne. “Oh, it was just someone asking for answers. Nothing important.”
You pushed yourself off of the bed with your hands, stretching your arms above your head and lowering them to pull down your shorts. “I’ll be back. Going to the bathroom.”
She shot you a thumbs-up and you left the room.
You went down the hall, the Kujo home now like your second since you’ve been here more times than you could count. You navigated through the house (all though it wasn’t even that far), and opened the door.
You were pulled in by your wrist and pinned up against the wall, the only sounds in the room being your heavy breathing and the click of the door locking.
He only grunted, gripping your chin to turn your head back to kiss you.
It was never lost on you that he was a good kisser— no matter how many times you did this, it would never not blow your mind.
His tongue grazed the roof of your mouth and his hips ground into your backside. His semi-hard member seemed like it was rubbing you in all the right places. You could whimpered as he bit your lip.
“Just know I'm a better person that you."
The words you had said just last week rung in your head. It was ironic, really. You said you were a better person than her, meanwhile you were boning her dad and she just wanted to finesse him out of some cash.
And yet, you couldn't find it in you at that moment to feel guilty. Or at least guilty enough that you'd make him let go of the bruising grip he had on your hair and waist.
Or give up the feeling of his thick cock dragging against your walls, either.
"Shit, you're still. So. Tight.”
Each pause was punctuated with a thrust of his hips, each one more punishing than the last. It was a miracle Jolyne didn't hear this or care enough about the noise to come investigate— no matter how many times you did this.
And it was a lot more than you would like to admit.
"I can feel you clenching,” Jotaro said, his tone unnervingly even for someone exerting as much effort as he was. “Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum all over my cock while Jolyne is just a few feet away? Huh?"
You could only whimper in response; he wrapped a hand around your throat and pulled you up into his chest.
"Answer me, slut. Do you like the idea of being caught with your best friend's dad's dick stuffed in your pussy? Or am I imagining that you're more fucked up than you actually are?"
Out of fear of what might happen if you didn't obey, you choked out a reply.
"I love it, fuck-- I'm gonna cum, please--"
The chuckle that reverberated in your ear was just as sexy as it was dark.
"Then, shut up and do it."
You couldn't even hold back your orgasm if you tried; it washed over you like a typhoon. You shook against the his built torso, knees buckling as your nerves burned. Your breath caught in your throat as his grip tightened around it and his short hair tickled your shoulder as Jotaro's hips sped up inside you, prolonging your finish to the point of over-stimulation.
How quickly he could make you cum and how hard every orgasm was made you embarrassed.
He was silent as he used you to get off, the only noise escaping him being the low grunt he made as he came, hips twitching against your ass. You sighed as you felt him pull out, his thick cum already leaking out of you and down your thighs.
"I can't believe we just did that."
The whistle of the water pouring out of the sink faucet filled the room as the man lifted a thick eyebrow, not bothering to turn back to look at you. You watched his movements through the mirror.
"You act like this is the first or last time we've done something like this. Grow some backbone, would you? The 'after-sex shy' bullshit is getting old."
His straightforward and brash words no longer bothered you. You scoffed, still monitoring him through the reflective surface as he moved to grab a washcloth. He put it under the running stream of water.
"So, you're telling me that the prospect of your daughter catching you laying pipe on her bestie doesn't bother you in the slightest?”
Bored and tired eyes met yours.
"That's the dumbest thing I've heard you say, and I’ve heard a lot from you these past few months."
You grimace and fold your arms over your clothed chest, ignoring the fact that you were bare from the waist down and Jotaro probably still had his dick out as he spoke.
You watched his brows furrow and he averted his gaze from you back down to the cloth in the sink.
The squish of the water as he rung it out sounded louder than it should have.
"Of course it bothers me," he started, turning around face you. "What we're doing isn't exactly okay."
"You think I don't know that? I feel awful!"
You maneuvered to sit down on the counter as you spread your legs to let Jotaro stand in between them, wiping your thighs clean of his semen and your juices. You should’ve been embarrassed that he was practically getting an eyeful of your cunt, but at the end of the day, you two had seen each other more than you should’ve. He didn't bother to look up at you as he spoke next.
"So, then, why don't we stop?"
You froze for a second, feeling your brows lift up out of shock. "I—“ You bit your lip. “We both know why neither of us are going to do that, Jotaro."
He sidestepped to rinse out the cloth again, wringing it out as he lifted his head to look at you. "Because we're both addicted and pieces of shit for getting off on the age cap?"
"Ding, ding, motherfucking ding. We’re freaks."
You almost missed the way his lips quirked up at that.
He casually wiped down his cock with the cloth, wringing it once more when he was done and tossing it into the hamper. He tucked himself back into his sweatpants, straightened out his t-shirt, and turned to you.
"Where are your panties and shorts?"
You hopped down from the counter and scanned the floor, finding them crumpled up in the corner. You walked over and reached down, picking them up and pulling on each item one by one.
You nod. "Yeah. I should get back to Jo. I've been missing longer than it should take one to take a piss."
He only grunted in response and stepped back to let you open the door.
You opened up the door, ready to snake your way back into Jolyne’s room and act like nothing happened, but that plan came to a full stop as you opened the door to see Jolyne standing outside about to knock.
Her hand lingered in the air where she was about tap, eyes bouncing back in shock between you and her dad. She sighed and let out a bitter laugh.
“I had a feeling. I should’ve checked earlier. Those noises didn’t necessarily sound like somebody taking a shit.”
She held up her hand to stop you and your jaw snapped shut.
“I'm going out for a walk."
She approached the staircase she was already lingering by, her hand gripping the railing as she leaned into the stairwell slightly. It took a moment that felt like eons for her to turn back and slightly narrow her eyes at you.
And yet, you felt little to no malice being directed towards you and more at her father who's surprised expression faded long ago.
"And you best be ready to explain why you two have been fucking like rabbits when I get back."
