bestie pls feed us spanking blurb, the immediate urge and need to be over daddy mafia ari’s lap whilst he just ignores ur pleas and cries and pulls down ur panties and spanks u 🥺😌
I’m literally at an airport so this’ll have to be brief but here goes… 😵💫😵💫😵💫
Summary: Your daddy punishes you after you accidentally say a bad word.
“Daddy, please!” You cry, desperately wiggling around in Ari’s strong arms. He’s got a death grip on you, however, and he’s barely using even a quarter of his strength. “Please, didn’t mean to say it! Please!”
You hate punishments — especially spankings because they hurt and make you cry like a baby — even when you try your hardest to be brave. Even right now, you look at Ari with the biggest puppy-dog expression, eyes welling with tears.
“Honey, you know daddy has to punish you. Else you’ll never learn.” Ari’s got his stern voice on, which lets you know that there’ll be no worming out of this one. He easily manoeuvres your flailing body across his lap, pinching the flesh of your ass in warning, “and stop moving or else I’ll use my belt.”
You still immediately. He’s never used his belt on you but you don’t want today to be the day he does.
Sniffling, you look over your shoulder at him dejectedly, “Said I was sorry, daddy. It’s just— the oven was so hot and I forgot I’m not allowed to use big girl words— it just came out, I swear.”
Ari sighs, methodically flipping your skirt up and pushing your panties down, and he can’t help but squeeze the bare flesh of your ass. “Well, that’s another strike, because you shouldn’t be using the oven without supervision anyways.”
You pout, “b-but I’m your wife— how else am I supposed to cook for you? Ow!”
Ari gives your ass a firm slap, admiring how it jiggles, “Don’t get sassy with me, honey. You’re my wife but you’re also my baby. And what have I told you about babies?”
You hang your head dejectedly and recite: “babies like me aren’t allowed to do big girl things without daddy’s permission.”
“Good girl.” Ari strokes your hair back, petting your head like you’re his puppy, and you can’t help but lean up into his touch. “Now, baby. I want you to count every spank, and thank daddy after each one. Got it?”
Your lower lip quivers but you try to be brave, “Y-Yes, daddy.”
SMACK.
“O-One. Thank you, daddy.”
You grimace, biting your lip to keep from crying out loud. And Ari’s really enjoying himself, squeezing and groping at your sizzling flesh after every few spanks, as if he can’t help himself. He even presses his lips down on the sensitive flesh of your ass cheek, kissing you softly before landing another harsh smack.
“Look at your little baby ass, practically begging for a good old-fashioned spanking.” Ari murmurs, jiggling your cheek lewdly and making you wince because it hurts so much. “Baby wives like you need their daddies to keep them in check like this every once in a while, don’t you agree, honey?”
SMACK.
“T-Ten, thank you, daddy! I agree!” You cry, silently begging for mercy yet at the same time wiggling downwards, unable to keep still because the rough denim of his jeans feels so good against your throbbing pussy.
“Now look at you, wet from a spanking and humping your baby pussy on daddy’s leg like a little bunny in heat.” Another spank, and another one, and now you’ve lost count. “And in front of all your little stuffed animals too? You must feel so ashamed.”
You tearfully glance at all your stuffies, longing to have your stuffed rabbit, Floppy, in your arms to comfort you. Instead, you receive another series of hard slaps, the lewd sound of the smacks echoing around the room.
“Apologise to them too.” Ari orders you, voice dripping with authority and sick lust. “C’mon, honey. Apologise to your little stuffies for being such a naughty baby with a potty mouth.” He slaps your upper thigh and you hiss in pain, “Tell your little friends what a bad girl you are.”
“I’m a bad girl!” You cry desperately, unable to lock eyes with the toys, feeling silly and ashamed and humiliated all at once. “I’m sorry, stuffies and I’m sorry, daddy! Won’t ever swear again, please!”
A final slap and then Ari’s pulling you upright, gathering you in his arms while you sob into his chest. “There, there, baby.” He coos, kissing the top of your head and stroking your hair back, “Daddy had to do it. How else will little babies like you ever learn the rules?”
More kisses, more fondling, and he even licks up the stray tears falling down your cheeks.
“I know you’re just a baby and it’s confusing for you to remember all our rules— but that’s why you need daddy. I don’t want to hear another swear word come out of your mouth, you got that, honey? And no going near the oven, either. It’s dangerous for babies.”
You sniffle and nod, feeling especially small — as if you truly are his baby — as Ari cuddles you. Readily, you accept his thumb when he pushes it against your lips, sucking on it noisily to calm yourself down from the whole ordeal you’ve just gone through. Your ass feels like it’s on fire but you know that your daddy knows best.
“That’s my good little baby,” Ari coos, pinching your cheek and holding you close. And it’s crazy how he’s made you so addicted to his babying, to the point where you physically need him to act like this with you — especially after harsh punishments like this.
“Curtis.” Your eyes widen at Ari’s suddenly gruff tone, and your blood runs cold when you see your husband’s right hand man step out of the shadows in the corner of the room.
Had he been there this whole time?
“Cancel my meetings for today. My wife is being particularly needy.” He gestures down at you lying mortified in his lap, trying to push your skirt back down as you desperately continue to suck on your daddy’s thumb.
“Got it, boss.” The buzzcut-haired man nods and leaves, and Ari turns his attention back to you.
“Next time you break one of daddy’s rules, I’ll spank you in front of all my men, you got that?” He shoved his thumb further into your mouth, choking you slightly as your eyes begin to water, but he’s got the same loving look on his face.
“My little baby… soon enough I’ll have you trained to know all of my rules, even if it’s too much for your little baby brain to handle.”
THE END
AHHHH PLEASE LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!! I wrote majority of this at the airport then finished it just now!!
You're running late to a family barbecue because you've been begging him to change for the last 20 minutes.
"The only way I'm taking this shirt off is if you let me do what it says and wreck that little pussy."
"But -"
"It's up to you, either I keep the shirt on or I fill you up with so much of my seed that it runs down your leg. Either way, they're gonna know, pumpkin."
Ari's got you cornered at the front door, playing with the hem of your pretty sundress. He's so close your breasts brush against his chest with every breath.
"U-um...I -"
His thick fingers run up your thighs, torturously close to your center where you crave him the most.
not sure if this is overboard, but obsessive dark (maybe mafia) ex-husband!ari hiring a friend of his to rough his ex-wife!reader up to scare her back into his arms is 😵💫
like maybe it took sooo long to get him to sign those papers, but just when u think you're free from him and his bullshit, you're right back to him and the soft, manipulative sex after...
sorry if this didn't make sense lol
Pairing: ex-husband!Ari Levinson x naive!reader
Warnings: dark!Ari, smut, daddy kink, dd/lg, babying, dubcon, cheating, inappropriate use of a stuffed animal.
Summary: Your daddy ex-husband, Ari, takes care of you after a scary encounter.
“It was awful!” You sob, tears flowing down your face. And you’re so overwhelmed that you don’t even notice Ari scooping you up onto his lap. “Oh, Ari! The scary man, he just grabbed me! I tried to fight him off, b-but—”
“But you’re just a little baby girl.” Ari completes, encasing you in his warm embrace where you can’t help but bury your face in his chest. He’s so big and broad and familiar. You know you shouldn’t be letting yourself get this close to him, but you’re so scared that you can’t help it.
“My poor baby,” He coos, blue eyes filled with concern as he brushes your hair back and rains your face with kisses. And you should put a stop to this, you really should. But something stops you, his voice so beguiling, “See, this is what happens when naive little girls like you go out by yourself.”
You hiccup, finally noticing how you’re in Ari’s lap, how he’s tracing shapes on your bare thighs and hugging you close against him. You gulp — isn’t this wrong? He’s your ex-husband, and you’re pretty sure he has a girlfriend now who lives with him. Where is she anyways?
“M-Maybe we shouldn’t be this close.” You try to scoot off his lap but Ari holds on to you tightly.
“Don’t be like that, baby. I know you’re scared, and you need your daddy to kiss it all better like how I did before.” Ari continues to press his lips against your face, and you also feel his thumb graze against your nipple through your top, but that was probably accidental, right?
“B-But what if your girlfriend walks in?” You blink up at him.
“She’ll understand that you’re my baby girl and it’s my priority to take care of you and make sure you’re safe.” Ari says importantly, suddenly standing up with you still in his arms. And like a koala, you cling to him — as if you really are his little baby and he’s your daddy.
“And look at you, shaking like a leaf because you went out at night by yourself. You know I don’t like that, baby. If you were still my wife, I’d make sure you had a strict curfew, have you safe at home and in my bed before sunset.” All you can do is gape at him as he begins to carry you up the grand staircase. “In fact, I think you need to stay in my bed tonight, where I can keep an eye on you.”
Your jaw drops, “N-No, Ari, we can’t do that! That’s too inappropriate. Besides, where would your girlfriend sleep?”
Ari rolls his eyes, “She’ll sleep in the guest room. She understands how important you are to me, sweet girl, and how my first priority is keeping you safe.”
“B-But—”
“Shhh, no buts, sweetie.” Ari’s pushes his thumb gently past your lips, and you instinctively suck down on his digit, “Mm, that’s right sweet baby, just keep quiet and suck on daddy’s thumb, just like how you used to.” And it’s true, back when he was your husband, often Ari would make you suck his thumb to calm you down — and it usually worked.
You keep your mouth shut for a bit after that, tired eyes drinking in the inside of Ari’s mansion, and all the weird men that loiter downstairs — Ari’s workers. One of them has a buzzcut just like the scary man who’d grabbed you on the street earlier…
Ari takes you up to his room, and your mind can’t help but go blank when he babies you this much. He insists on brushing your teeth for you, sitting you down on the bathroom counter. And then he changes you himself, not letting you lift a finger while he puts one of his old shirts on you. And you feel so snuggly and safe in the huge shirt that smells like him, so you don’t object as he carries you over to his king-sized bed.
“And look who you left behind when you moved out.” Ari opens one of his drawers and whips out a white stuffed rabbit, with floppy ears and a pink bow-tie and glassy blue eyes, and your heart skips a beat.
“Floppy,” you murmur softly, making grabby hands almost immediately because it’s your favourite stuffie. But it’s strange — you definitely remember packing Floppy with you when you’d first moved out of Ari’s house. And then a few months into living alone, and the little stuffie had disappeared. How had he ended up here?
Ari tosses the stuffie into your arms before getting into bed next to you, “I was meaning to return him to you, but you know how busy I am.”
You cuddle into Floppy and nod, “I understand, daddy.” You’re not quite sure what it is that Ari does, but he’s always ordering his men around and having important meetings and sometimes he goes on special business trips. He’d never told you details about his job even when you were married, always insisting that baby wives like you had no business worrying about adult stuff like jobs.
Ari wraps his huge arms around you, pulling you into him under the covers, “Let daddy hug you, baby. You must still be so scared.”
“Can Floppy have a hug too?” You can’t help but ask babyishly. It’s your body’s natural response to Ari when he’s babying you like this. And living by yourself all these months since the divorce, you’ve had to step up and take care of yourself — and things can get very stressful sometimes. But in Ari’s arms, all your worries and fears seem to dissipate.
“Of course Floppy can cuddle with us too.” Ari says kindly, and you love how soft and nice he is to you. Others in town find Ari to be a very scary and intimidating man — but you can’t seem to understand why. It’s probably because of his job, but you have no idea what he does so there’s nothing you can say about it.
“My little baby, safe in daddy’s arms again,” Ari murmurs, pressing kisses to the top of your head. And you’re sure it’s accidental, but you can feel his hard bulge pressing against you as he hugs you close. It makes you squirm — maybe later he’ll visit his girlfriend in the guest-room to relieve his, uh, problem?
“Daddy, your beard tickles.” You giggle, because now he’s nuzzling his face against your neck. Playfully, you try to push him away but he seems adamant on getting as close to you as possible, hugging every part of your body close to him and shallowly thrusting against you.
“Shhh, baby, stop pushing me. Daddy missed you so much.” More kisses, more seemingly innocent fondling. You feel his fingers brush against your nipple. He grabs Floppy from your arms, a mischievous glint in his eye, “This little guy missed you too. And look, he wants to give you some special stuffie kisses.”
You gulp. Special stuffie kisses were something private and kind of naughty. Definitely not an appropriate activity between two exes. But Ari’s adamant, making Floppy “kiss” you down your chest and past your stomach before pressing the stuffie between your legs.
“M-Maybe you shouldn’t do this, Ari.” You whisper softly, and you’re so ashamed because you don’t want him to stop at all.
“I’m not doing anything, honey.” Ari blinks down at you, not even trying to hide the full-blown look of lust on his face. “Your stuffie’s just excited to see you. Now spread your legs further, Floppy wants to give you your special kisses down there.”
You bite your lip as Ari presses the stuffed animal against your mound, only the thin material of your panties shielding your private parts from the stuffie and how Ari moves it against you.
“Dumb baby, see how you’re getting Floppy’s fur all wet?” Ari can’t seem to hide the dark glee in his tone as he continues to rub the stuffed animal against you, and you’re mortified as you ashamedly rut straight back into it. “What’s got you so wet, honey?”
“Daddy,” you mewl softly, wanting to cry because you haven’t felt Ari’s intimate touch in so long. (Except last week — when he’d fingered your asshole to “check if it was still healthy.” You were lucky to have such a caring and smart ex-husband as him — he hadn’t even gotten angry when you’d accidentally squirted all over his thigh).
“That’s right, honey. I’m your daddy.” Ari mutters darkly, watching with hooded eyes as your wrap your thighs tightly around the stuffie and his hand, whimpering helplessly as he dry humps you with the stuffed animal.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“G-Good,” you answer immediately, bucking your hips up to create more of that delicious friction, “Feels good daddy. Know it’s wrong but don’t wanna stop!”
“I know, honey.” Ari croons, his other hand slipping up to fondle and squeeze your breast — and you’re too busy humping against the stuffie to even notice. “Dumb babies like you can’t help but get horny when you’re in daddy’s bed. It’s only natural, and daddy will always be here to help you out.”
He’s somehow moved your sopping panties aside, and Floppy’s fur catching against your clit feels so sinfully good.
“That’s right honey, rub your little baby cunt all over your stuffie. Fuck, you look so cute like this, sexy little baby pussy making such a big mess. But that’s okay, you’re just a little baby. My baby. All mine.”
“Yours!” You agree desperately, clinging to him and so far gone that you don’t even notice the possessive kisses he’s sponging against your neck, pulling you flush against his huge body, squeezing your breasts and tweaking your nipples lewdly.
Ari grips your neck, squeezing just enough so that it hurts. His lips hover close to your ear, his voice a menacing whisper, “Daddy’s never gonna let you go.”
The force of your orgasm has you clutching Ari hard, tears streaming down your face as you squirt all over poor Floppy, your juices soaking into the now sticky fur. And Ari’s still moving the stuffed animal against your spasming pussy, grinding Floppy against you as you ride out your high.
“Good girl.” Ari praises you, stroking your hair back, “always such a good girl for me, so pretty, innocent and well-behaved. Daddy loves you so much, honey. More than anyone else in the world.”
“Love you too, daddy.” You mumble, suddenly so exhausted as you cuddle up against his big, warm body. You try not to think about his girlfriend in the guest room, or what you and him have just done. And it’s easy to forget when Ari pushes his thumb past your lips once more, and you suck it noisily with satisfaction.
THE END
Aaah!!! This was just a concept of a potential fic and I kind of got carried away!!! Please do let me know what you think!!!
BESTIE BESTIES OMGGGG I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING SO DEPRAVED OMGSJSJKSK. Older!Coach!Ari is a famous sports coach/trainer and is training reader on her upcoming badminton match. Basically reader is a typical rich brat and is constantly butting and being bratty with Ari, but deep down all she wants is to be praised and coddled. Ari at first hates her bcs rich girlies are annoying but then once he recognizes that her brattiness is all just an act and that she's actually just a soft hopeless unloved bean irl, he starts coddling her and praising her for playing good badminton. Like calling her a good girl, rubbing her hair, making her eat etc. Plus he's got all these cute nicknames for her.
And the best part!!!! Reader wears these pastel short ass tennis skirts (yk the ones!) and just practices her badminton in them. They're so cute and short that her lil ass is always peeking and every time she bends down to grab the shuttle, Ari can see her pretty pink panties. Ari would just come up behind her and slap her ass or hold her arm and try show her how to throw properly (yk the typical move where guys get behind the girl and teach her how to do something??). She's sooo tiny next to him and so soft and shy and bratty. He'd finger her right there on the practice ground and would scold her for trembling or moaning too much or not throwing the shuttle properly. Or he'd slap her baby cunt when she's being bratty or he'd make her go down on him and go down on her in the showers. He'd do everything but fuck her (plus points if she's a virgin owwww) and reader begs for it alllll the time but he'd always reject until!!! The reader finally wins the competition she was supposed to be trained for and Ari finallyyyy fucks her because she did such a good job. Basically it's just filthy and crazy and adorable. just everything is so rough and depraved but also soft???? Kill me.
This is so long and not coherent at all. I am sorry 😭. SHOULD I WRITE A FIC ON THIS????
Oooh bestie this is so hot! I’m no expert with moodboard, but I put something together 🫣
I can totally imagine beefy dilf tennis coach!Ari, he’s super strict with his students and always seems to be in a bad mood. He doesn’t even train girls because he thinks they don’t belong in the courts, but you’ve decided tennis is your new hobby and your rich dad pays the best coach around (Ari) to teach you… 🤔🤔
And Ari doesn’t even take you seriously, always calling you a “spoilt little girl” and “daddy’s little princess who hasn’t worked a day in her life” 😭 But you’re all sunshine and giggles and so soft and sweet and cute in your pastel tennis dresses and designer racquets and special pink tennis balls! And you’d pout at him like, “Please, sir, I just wanna be as good as you 🥺 won’t you help me?” And dilf!Ari tries to resist because you’re like half his age (🫣) and also bc you’re an annoying privileged brat but he can’t help but cop a feel when he’s trying to teach you how to stand and how to swing and all that. Just his fingers brushing against your butt or the way he grips your hips as he positions you on the court 🫠 and he can’t help but get excited and happy when you do well in practice, although he tries to hide it and keep up his grumpy, disinterested persona.
I can totally imagine you skipping over to sit in his lap during breaks, perched on his knee all innocently while Ari’s eyes practically bug out of his head at how cute you look, your pastel pink tennis skirt flaring up with the wind, the front of your dress all wet bc you’re swigging your water while making eye contact with him as half the bottle drips down your front. And Ari’s so hard because you smell like candy and you’re just so cute and sexy and little but he can’t, so he shoves you off all like, “watch it, little girl. I’m your coach, not one of your boy toys that you play around with.” And you just bat your lashes at him like, “I wouldn’t mind if you played around with me, daddy.”
And Ari just can’t take it anymore, and he drags you into the court changing rooms and pulls you over his knee and gives you a good bare bottom spanking 😳😳😳 “You want to act all slutty on my courts, little miss princess? I’ll show you what happens if you even try.” And he just spanks you till your ass is raw and then he makes you practice doubly hard but he can’t help but notice how submissive and cute you look and how you seem so interested in him and how he could really teach you a lesson or two (not to do with tennis). So he fingers you as a reward for practicing so hard, “And guess what, princess? Daddy can make you feel even better if you keep being good for me.” And you work sooo extra hard in your tennis bc you want to impress your daddy (Ari) 😌😌😌 and bc he promised to make you feel good! And you want to have sex with him soo bad bc you’re a virgin and you’re so ready but Ari won’t 😭😭😭 you’re like, “Please daddy, I’ll play even better in the competition if you fuck me🥺🥺🥺” And he slaps your baby cunt and tells you that daddy knows best and he’ll fuck you when he pleases 😭😭 ALSO THIS IS ALL KEPT A SECRET FROM YOUR FATHER OFC.
And I’ll stop there but bestie you inspired me so much!!! And idek where this all came from!!! I love this cute lil tennis concept you came up with!!! I just couldn’t help but keep writing bahahaha 💕💕💕🫣🫣🫣🌸🌸🌸🥰🥰💞💞
Omg yes to the dirty movies.. especially stepdad!ari
He’d place reader on his lap and gets off on her squeezing her thighs together and his boner pressing against her, acting nonchalant about it. Reader is so flustered and tingly. Then she starts grinding on him without knowing she’s getting herself off to the scene he put on. Ari would ask what’s got her so squirmy.. he even places the back of his hand on her forehead and ask her if she’s feeling alright because of the heat radiating off her 😭
Bestie I’ve been thinking about this ask all day😵💫 Stepdad!Ari would baby you so much when he’s showing you porn hehehe
Warnings: smut, dark, noncon, dubcon, stepcest, Ari being deranged, dd/lg overtones, dumbification, forced babying, dry humping
“Honey, come here. Daddy wants to show you something.” Your stepfather, Ari, beckons you over to where he’s sitting on the couch, his large, beefy frame taking up most of the space.
You blanch, turning around slowly, “Ari, please. Not now. I’ve got a lot of work to do.”
Sky blue eyes blinking, he shakes his head, “Little princesses like you aren’t meant to do any work. Now come here.” He pats his knee, a certain edge to his tone that makes you sigh as you make your way over to him.
“Look, Ari, I’m not in the mood for your weird games today, so if you could ju—”
“Shhh, honey. You’ll wake up your mommy.” Ari gestures to the other couch which is adjacent to the one he’s sitting on, where your mother lies asleep, head on the cushion and wrapped in a blanket.
Your blood runs cold — surely Ari wouldn’t try his depraved bullshit while your mom was in the same room? You’re aware of his weird obsession with you, and wanting to baby you all the time — but even he couldn’t be so bad as to do it while your mom was right there? Right?
Ari pulls you into his lap, pressing soft kisses all over your face, “Mm, that’s a good little girl. You know your daddy loves you so much, right?”
“Let me go.” You squirm, although it’s half-hearted because you know it’s futile — Ari is just so big and strong, so much bigger than you. Once he sets his mind on something, there’s no overpowering him.
“Now baby, daddy has a special treat for you today. Does my baby wanna know what it is?” He chucks you under the chin as if you’re his actual little baby, and you scowl at him in return.
“No.”
Ari pinches you hard on your bare thigh, and you yelp. “Wrong. Say: yes, please daddy.”
Swallowing harshly, you wonder if it’ll just be over quicker if you comply. “Y-Yes please, daddy. What’s my treat?”
Your stepdad strokes your hair in approval, before grabbing your chin and turning your face towards the TV, “Today, I’ve decided to give you permission to watch some big girl movies with me.”
Porn. That’s what’s on the TV screen. The start of a porn scene. You gape at the TV before gaping at Ari and finally at your sleeping mother. No way. No fucking way.
“Ari, please! Let’s not do this right now. Please! It’s literally so inappropriate!”
Your stepdad shakes his head, “How many times have I told you not to call me Ari, baby? Do you want me to wake your mother up and tell her you’re being a slut? That you’re trying to seduce your stepfather?”
You suck in your breath, heart beating fast, “No, no I don’t want that.”
“Then address me properly.”
“I’m sorry… daddy.”
He holds you tightly in his lap, your back against his expansive chest and your ass snugly on top of his hard crotch, his large hands holding securely onto your hips.
The porn begins to play, and you look at your mother in terror. Thankfully, she’s still asleep, and Ari makes you look back at the screen. It’s a man with a much younger woman — she’s got a silky pink dress on and her hair in pigtails.
“You think her dress is pretty, baby?” Ari whispers in your ear, pressing his boner up against your ass obscenely, “Daddy can buy you even prettier dresses. Pouffy ones with pretty ribbons. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, honey?”
You’d hate that, but you don’t want to see what happens if you disagree. Specially when he’s so into it now, grinding against you and pressing wet kisses on your neck. “God, princess. You’re so hot, so pretty and cute too. Thank me for letting you watch this big girl movie.”
“Thank you for letting me watch this big girl movie, daddy.” You recite, and your stepfather beams.
“It’s my pleasure, sweet girl.” His hands slip up your top, cupping both your tits and giving them a squeeze, “I know you’re just a baby and these kinds of movies confuse you sometimes. I know that big girl sex is hard to understand but that’s why daddy’s here. I’ll explain it all to you, okay baby?”
“Okay, daddy.”
You can’t help but grow transfixed with the video — it’s been a while since you’ve watched porn and you can’t help but grow excited by the man bending the girl over and fucking her, obscene slapping noises filling the room.
“Oh fuck!” The whimper you suddenly let out is involuntary when you feel Ari suddenly thrust up against you, and you instinctively squeeze your thighs together, the delicious sensations making you moan softly.
“My little baby,” Ari coos, “Sitting pretty in my lap while mommy sleeps. I’m so proud of you, honey. I can tell you’re learning all about big girl sex from this video. Soon, you’ll be ready to sleep in daddy’s bed, won’t you?”
“Mmm, daddy.” You don’t even realise the words slipping past your parted lips, but you do notice the increased pace of Ari’s hips as they thrust upwards into you. You moan softly as you begin to meet his thrusts, loving the delicious friction between your ass, pussy and your stepdad’s clothed crotch.
“You like grinding that little baby pussy against your stepfather, don’t you?” Ari whispers filthily, pinching your nipples and pushing your tits together, tongue licking and biting and sucking against your neck, making you go dumb quickly like you always do.
“Mm, love it daddy! Love feeling your cock!” You babble, a small part of you hating how quickly you give in to him but it’s overtaken by that larger, lust-driven part of you.
“Look at my little baby, humping against your daddy like a little baby slut.” Ari murmurs filthily, dry humping up against you, using his hands on your hips to drag you on top of his dick, back and forth, up and down, his hard crotch sliding between your ass cheeks as he gives the sensitive flesh a harsh slap.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” You cry softly, feeling your pleasure build up as Ari’s hand goes to wrap around your throat.
“I know you’re just a dumb baby but you gotta be quiet. Don’t want mommy to hear what a filthy girl you’re being, do we?” He slaps your thigh hard, “I said, do we?”
“No, no we don’t!” You wail, and now you’re bouncing up and down, feeling the delicious denim of his crotch poke against your eager ass and pussy, your juices soaking up your panties till they’re feeling like a sopping mess. And still, your stepfather doesn’t stop, dragging you over his clothed cock like you’re his personal toy.
“Daddy’s little girl, such a baby yet such a slut at the same time. Dry humping your daddy while your mommy’s in the same room.” Ari kisses you sloppily on the cheek, “God, you have no idea how hot you are. Such a little princess, gonna dress you up so nice next time. Gonna make you wear a cute pink dress when we finally have big girl sex, okay baby?”
“Okay daddy! Yes, yes!” You sob, knowing you’d die if anyone saw you like this, in this state. You can’t believe he’s reduced you to this, and you don’t even care! All you want to do is cum.
“Yes, sweet girl. Sitting so pretty on daddy’s dick. God, wish I had this sweet little baby ass on my lap all the time. I’m never letting you go, honey, you hear that? You’re my little baby and you’re perfect for me. Daddy loves you, sweetie. Daddy loves you so much.”
Wonder how Andy’s best friend Ari dry humped the reader 🤔 was everyone else there too? I keep thinking of those porn videos where girls get dry humped in the train it buss
Ari x Andy’s wife!reader has seriously been plaguing my mind for a while! Like, Ari would be so creepy and forceful, and you’d be a whimpering mess, bc yes, Andy is your husband — but you can’t help but clench bc Ari is your daddy. 🫣😵💫
“Aww, are you crying?” Ari pulls your cheek meanly, laughing at the tears that stain your face, “Is my little baby wife crying because it feels so good?”
He thrusts up against you once more, his clothed dick feeling so sinfully good against you. Ari’s got you shoved up against the bathroom wall, your dress flipped up and panties pushed to the side, groaning in your ear as he humps his hard crotch against your asscheeks which he spreads with his large hands.
“N-Not your wife!” You cry out, “Ari, please! Please, just think about Andy — ah! Fuck! — you’re his best friend! You can’t do this to him, please!”
But you know your pleas fall to deaf ears. Once Ari had made up his mind that he wanted you — his best friend’s sweet little wife — there was no swaying him.
Even if it meant that he had to touch you in secret, squeezing your ass and making you yelp when he passed by you. Playing with your bikini strings at Andy’s pool party, his thick fingers brushing against your pussy in the pool while your husband was right there.
Not to mention, all the lingering hugs. How he’d show up to your house when he knew Andy was at work. How he’d comment on how stressed you are, how he’d offer to massage you. How that would somehow lead to him squeezing and playing with your breasts for ages, stopping only when Andy walked in through the front door.
Not to mention, Ari was always there. The last time your husband had left you alone in a room with him, Ari had manhandled you into his lap, sucking your nipple through the fabric of your dress, all while Andy was in the kitchen in the next room!
And now he’d followed you into the bathroom, pushing you up against the wall and having his way with you. Thrusting against you while he whispered vulgarities into your ear.
“You’re my baby, you got that?” Ari’s voice is thick with desire, his clothed dick so hard as he drags it up and down between your ass cheeks, his large hands squeezing your breasts and his lips sponging hot kisses on your neck, “I’m your daddy, sweet girl. Not Andy. Bet his cock ain’t as big as mine, huh?”
“Please! Ari — ow! I mean daddy — please, daddy! Andy’s wondering where I am, I know he is!”
Ari slaps your practically bare ass hard, palm cracking against your sensitive skin multiple times till you’re crying in pain and your pussy’s clenching at the same time. “Answer my question, dumb baby.”
“Ah! Okay! Your c-cock is bigger than Andy’s, alright?? Please!”
“Mm, good little baby,” Ari praises, kissing the top of your head as he continues to dry hump you, rolling your erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger, “Daddy loves you so much, honey. Can’t wait until I marry you, then you’ll be my sweet little baby wife.”
“I’m already married!” You cry, earning another few hard slaps to the ass, Ari’s huge, thick bicep wrapping around your neck in warning.
“Don’t lie, baby. You know daddy is so much stronger than you. I could easily hurt you, sweet wife. Instead, I’m pleasuring you like the good little girl you are. How Andy never could.”
You can feel your orgasm approaching, and you feel so ashamed as your body begins to rut back against Ari. He’s just so big and beefy, so imposing as he towers over you, his touch so experienced, so much rougher than Andy.
So much better than Andy, too. But you’d never admit it to Ari. You can’t even admit it to yourself.
“That’s right, baby. Hump your daddy and make yourself cum. I know Andy doesn’t treat you right. But I do. I’m your daddy and I’ll always treat you best.”
His thrusts get harder and more desperate, and he’s grunting and cussing under his breath as he mauls and uses your body like a toy to thrust against, like a doll he’s using to get himself off.
Your orgasms hit at the same time, and you cry as your walls contract, pleasure seeping through your body as you cum, the feeling so intense.
And Ari releases all over your panties, his hot and sticky white cum clinging to the already sodden fabric, and the older man gazed down at you in complete lust.
“Look at this mess, little baby.” He coos, pulling your wet panties back up your legs, “Bet you love feeling daddy’s cum all over your creamy little pussy and your little baby panties. But don’t worry, daddy loves it too. In fact, I want you to walk out in this mess — just so Andy realises what he’s missing out on.”
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A/N : gahhh idk about this!!! But shoutout to the anon for originally coming up with this idea, and all the other anons who chipped in!! What do you guys think?
I wanna know what ari would do if baby came down in the middle of the night for a drink or something and witnessed ari and his men talking about idk mafia shit and she’s just standing there, no panties, aris shirts on, floppy in one hand, thumb in mouth like 😳 and runs away from ari up into his bedroom…like how would he react? Would he be mad she came down? Mad she got scared of him?
Oh, she’d be so scared and Ari would baby her so much! But I think he’d also be stern, because he’s her daddy after all 😵💫😵💫
“How many times have I told you not to come downstairs when daddy’s having a grown-up meeting?”
The harshness in Ari’s tone makes you flinch, but your heart’s still thudding like crazy after what you heard — or think you heard — downstairs. You cuddle Floppy close, sniffling into his soft fur and willing yourself to stop shaking.
“H-Heard Mr. Curtis say that you guys plan on… on killing a man.”
Ari sighs, grabbing your shaking body and placing you in his lap. He’d followed you up to your shared bedroom the moment you’d let your presence be known — you’d let out a whimper while he’d been in the middle of discussing a potential hit that Curtis was going to carry out later that night. But you didn’t have to know that.
“Baby, you have nothing to worry about. Mr. Curtis was only talking about his favourite movie.” Ari lies, voice dripping sweet like honey as he presses soft kisses all over your face and squeezes you tightly against his chest.
“M-Movie?” You hiccup.
“Yes, honey. Curtis likes those grown-up movies that babies like you aren’t allowed to watch. You know, gory movies with murder and all that. He was just describing his favourite scene.” Your husband laughs, tucking your hair behind your ear, “You couldn’t possibly believe daddy would kill anyone, could you?”
You feel ashamed now for overreacting. After all, your daddy is the best and kindest husband in the world. He always buys you whatever you want and he protects you, too. You don’t really understand what exactly his job entails but Ari says that babies like you aren’t supposed to worry about grown-up things like that.
He rubs his thumb against your bottom lip and your mouth immediately parts open, readily accepting his thumb and sucking it softly. The action calms you down almost immediately, as does Ari’s other hand which is softly stroking your body all over.
“That’s right, honey. Just relax and suck on daddy’s thumb like a good little baby.” His eyes grow dark as he watches you submissively suck his thumb, looking so cute and sexy at the same time. He knows you get “the tingles” down there when you suck his thumb, and it’s the perfect way to distract you.
“Mm, what a good little baby girl.” Ari praises you when you begin to hump your pussy against his leg absentmindedly, your eyes growing heavy and not noticing as your daddy lifts your shirt up, fondling and squeezing at your breasts in sudden carnal hunger.
“Next time you feel the need to go downstairs in the middle of the night, you ask me first, got it?” He cradles you against his beefy body, making a mental note to tell Curtis not to walk around downstairs with a bloody shirt on when he returns from the job.
“Daddy loves you so much, baby.” Ari whispers, watching your eyes close as you half fall into slumber, not noticing his fingers trailing your bare pussy lips. You’re all puffy and wet down there, just as he expected. “Now you’re gonna let me make my baby feel better, aren’t you?”
Ari only letting you ride him when you're pregnant and he's always just moving your hips over you with his huge hands - grinding your clit into his pubic hairs and since you're so sensitive you just keep squirting all over him. Oh and when your titties start leaking - you already know he's sucking on them for dear life which makes you come even harder 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 I WANT THIS MAN SO BAD
YES. I’m so happy the husband!Ari who impregnates you (with twins😏) thots are back!! Everyone knows Ari would be the dilfiest husband ever and he’d always, always keep you pregnant and he’d be very protective😌
Warnings: daddy kink, breeding kink, lactation kink, pregnancy kink, just Ari bc he himself is a warning bye
“Daddy, I’m scared to be on top.” You confess to your husband when he places you on his lap, his hard dick standing erect between the two of you, “I’m not good enough or fast enough. Why can’t you be on top?”
“Because daddy doesn’t wanna hurt you, baby.” Ari explains to you slowly as if you’re a toddler. He leans down to kiss the curve of your belly, “But don’t worry your pretty little head. Daddy knows you’re just a baby and you don’t know how to do anything. I’ll do all the work, honey, don’t you worry.”
And he sits you down on his dick, and it goes in so deep from this angle and fills you up so good, you can’t help but moan as he begins to move your hips up and down, bouncing you on his dick at a mercilessly hard pace.
“Daddy, nngh, ugh, so good! D-Don’t stop!” You grip at his shoulders, his biceps, his chest hair, anything you can.
“My dumb little baby,” Ari coos, “Look at you, bouncing on my dick while you’re all round with my baby inside you. You love being full of me, don’t you honey? I just knocked you up and you’re probably dreaming of me doing it again, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Want your babies, want your babies so bad!” You whine, burying your face in the crook of his neck, smelling his masculine smell, arms wrapping tightly around him because he’s so big and strong and makes you feel so tiny and babyish.
“I know you do, honey. Daddy knows.” Ari squeezes your breasts, smiling wolfishly when they start to leak with your milk, “And look, baby, your body knows it too. Knows it’s time for you to feed your daddy just like you’ll be feeding our baby in a few months when you become a mommy.”
His words cause heat to rise up to your face. You’d begun lactating early, and it had embarrassed you so much when Ari had first “fed” from you, telling you it was completely normal and that all little girls let their daddies drink their milk.
But now, as you watch your husband’s mouth latch onto your leaking nipple, all you can do is throw your head back and moan, the sight so erotic and sensual. He sucks on your nipple like it’s his last meal, holding eye contact with you the entire time.
“So good, baby,” Ari murmurs against you, “Taste so sweet. You’re such a sweet little mommy, feeding your daddy like a good little girl. Cum for daddy, honey. I know you want to.”
His words are like magic, and you’re screaming his name and clutching him tightly as you squirt all over his dick, so overwhelmed with pleasure that you hug him close, crying for him as he ruts against you.
“My good little baby,” Ari praises you, “So, so good for me. Now let’s see how many more times daddy can make your baby pussy squirt while you ride me.”
I never wanted this to end and I know it’s long but this man will be the death of me what the fuck bye
