beafy!ari keeping you against the wall so he can fuck your mouth without you moving back or away 🥴 (all consensual ofc)
let's be sluts:
𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | club owner!Ari Levinson x reader
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut - minors dni, size difference, oral (m), face fucking so some gagging and it's messy, size kink, daddy kink, boot riding, spitting, mhm balls and cock on face, dirty talk, exhibitionism: public sex (alleyway).
𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | You and your friends sneak into an exclusive club and you get punished by the owner.
𝗪/𝗖 | 457
💃𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
It's a girl's night out and you and your friends wanted to hit up the hottest club in the city. You've never been inside but you've heard about the legendary DJ and classic drinks, and more than once, there have been celebrities and other high-profile people in attendance. It's pretty exclusive and always has a long line.
That's why you and your friends decided to sneak in, and after some unsuccessful bribing but successful diversions, you were finally inside the famed club. Between your third and fourth drink, you spotted that same bouncer pointing at you from across the room.
One thing led to another, and now your knees are on a man's suit jacket, cushioning your skin from the jagged concrete as saliva dribbles down your chin and on your pretty dress.
Your eyes struggle to stay open, tears streaming down your cheeks and seeping into the corners of your stretched lips. Wet noises fill the alleyway along with your pathetic gagging and choked moans. His boot raises, rubbing your slit through your thong, catching you off guard.
"Good girl, that's it. Show daddy how sorry you are." His voice is low and raspy, igniting a fire deep inside your belly. "You look so pretty on your knees, baby, even prettier crying on my big cock."
Ari has one hand braced on the brick wall, the other is cupping the back of your head, keeping you still as he fucks into your mouth. His heavy balls slap against your chin, your throat contracting around his thick length, struggling to take the brutal thrusts.
You don't try to get away, god, you don't want to—but you try to speak. Ari takes pity on you, the beautiful woman trapped between him and the wall, choking on his big dick, so he pulls away.
"What is it, sweetie?" He rubs the top of your head, almost comfortingly.
"I-I'm," You're cut off by a coughing fit before wiping your messy mouth, "Sorry—daddy, I'm s-sorry."
"You're sorry?" He hums, "I don't know if I believe you, honey. If I've learnt anything today, it's that you're a little troublemaker."
The tip of his boot touches your cunt, and your thighs shake with every rough breath. You watch him through blurry vision, the darkness of the alleyway cast around him like a shadow, making him look bigger and scarier than before.
His ring-clad fingers grasp his cock, slowly stroking inched from your face before the leaky tip traces your parted lips. He spits, his salvia landing on your face and dripping into your mouth. You let out a soft moan as he slaps you with his dick, eventually doing the same to your tongue.
"Maybe next time you won't sneak into my club, huh?"
Happy New Year Sonny 💜 Hope you have had an amazing NYE 😊
Speaking of Ari's balls, I just had this thot of Ari making you do a countdown with his big fat cock in his mouth 😂 Imagine all that sloppyness and the ball worship 🤤🤤🤤🤤
happy new year bestie and thank you so much !! hope you had loads of fun and made lovely memories 🥰🫶
oh let’s make it a lil spicy: dad’s best friend!Ari has been looking at you all night, flouncing around the house in your new year dress, passing drinks, food and being the perfect little co-host.
“Hey, sweetheart,” he grabs your arm when you pass by, his fingers cold from the bottle of beer, “your dad said he had something for me in his office?”
“Uh—oh, yeah! Something about old pictures from college? When you two played rugby?”
He smiles, gently entwining your fingers, “that’s it, you wanna bring me there before the countdown?”
And ofc you do. You lead him through the house, unknowingly swaying your hips. You talk to him in your pretty voice about how happy you are to be on break from university and Ari is so so so proud of you!
In your dad’s office, you bend over the stack of boxes to sift through the old photographs, “do you know the year of the pictures? My daddy organizes it by year.”
He takes a slow sip of his beer and locks the door. The floorboards creak as he sits in the big leather chair. “Before that, your dad tells me you’ve got a boyfriend?”
You turn around and gulp, eyes drawn to his thick thighs straining against his jeans. “He did?”
“Mhm, he’s upset that you’re growing up, he thinks you’ll get engaged this upcoming year.”
You huff, slightly embarrassed, “he’s over-exaggerating. Steve is too busy with his football career to propose but he’s—he’s a good guy, I promise!”
Ari bets he is. “You like guys who play sports?” He asks, leaning back and spreading his legs.
“Y-Yeah?”
He chuckles softly, “Bet you like being thrown around, bent and used like a doll… and you love ‘em bigger than you.” He runs a hand through his hair, “tell me, does this Steve guy know where to touch you, baby?”
Oh he does, but you can’t answer bc Ari is groping himself over his jeans, groaning under his breath. “C’mere, sweet girl, daddy needs your help.”
downstairs everyone is counting down and celebrating and cheering for the new year, but you’re on your knees in your father’s office, sucking Ari’s fat sack, and crying when he slaps his thick length on your wet cheeks.
“Does your boyfriend know you’re a sackslut?” He laughs mockingly at your muffled yes. “Oh he does? Do you suck his balls like this, baby? Choke yourself on his sack like a dummy?”
“Mhm, da-ddy.” You bubbler, saliva dribbles from your lips as you kiss up the girth, licking the beads of pre cum from the tip. “Luh it.”
Your makeup is smeared under your eyes and your lipgloss is ruined, but you’ve never looked better.
Ari rubs your head, guiding you down his cock, “if I would’ve known that, you and I could’ve done this a while ago—” his words break off into a grunt as you suckle the head, tracing the slit with your tongue, “we’ve got a lot to make up for, sweet girl, and I don’t fuckin’ care if your boyfriend finds out.”
Boyfriend’s dad!Lloyd where he becomes obsessed with his son’s girlfriend and he always tries to get her alone. He is always being touchy and flirty with her, one day he just snaps and he gets his alone time with reader, she’s hesitant at first and a bit scared bc Mr.Hansen makes her feel something she’s never felt before not even with her own bf. She gives in and Mr. Hansen takes her up to his room but leave the door open a crack (he wants the son to catch them) They start getting it on 😈 and they don’t hear the bf/son get home and they are LOUD!!! (He’s is a NASTY dirty talker) So the son obviously hears them, he catches them. Lloyd doesn’t stop fucking the reader, the son gets cucked and the reader gets a new daddy/boyfriend that spoils her and treats her better that the cunt of a boyfriend of hers (Lloyd’s words).
❤️🔥 𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐱 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
Not the whore in me thinking about:
boyfriend’s stepdad!Lloyd fucking you from behind in his bed just as your boyfriend & his stepson!Ransom walks in, still fuming from your earlier argument bc he noticed his stepfather being overly touchy and friendly with you, “If you’re gonna let him touch you like that, might as well fuck him too!” is what he said before storming out.
And now seeing you getting pounded by said older moustached man, he curses you both out and leaves the house just after Lloyd says “Taking notes, Ransom? This is how you treat a little princess like her, fucking her cunt until she can’t think, and just turns into a little dumb crybaby. Tell me, does she let you do it bare? Or is she just that desperate for a real man?”
Now… does your bf ransom return ?? 😳 are we really going into that territory aka the deepest pits of hell and drowning in taboo ??
(uh, no cuckolding blood-related relatives here ofc)
I am sitting in my lecture-class and all I keep thinking is that if Ari or Andy would be my professor I most definitely would wear the skimpiest skirt, going commando and at some point when he would look at me I would spread my legs to show him my leaking, wet pussy only for his eyes...and uugh I want him to fuck the brattiness out of me in the most pleasurable painful way!
Yeah, I need to focus but- oh well here I am once again horny and needy for Andy or/and Ari...surprise!?
why only have one when you can have both ??
Professor Barber's law class with his close friend, Mr. Levinson, guest lecturing.
You bite on the end of your pen and slowly slip your hand between your legs, massaging your inner thighs. Ari is still speaking, holding the attention of your peers with his slow, deep drawl while Andy's eyes bounce between his laptop screen and you sitting pretty in your mini skirt in the second row.
After the lecture, he calls your name, holding a stack of papers in his hand. "I think you submitted the wrong essay, stay back for a few minutes, okay?"
And once the room is empty and the final student leaves, you're led into his office. Mr. Levinson is already there, leaning against the wooden desk, tapping on his cellphone.
"You're lucky no one saw you." He hums softly, gesturing you closer with a curl of his finger.
You stand in front of him, and another hand slowly takes your bag from your shoulder, then your light cardigan. Warmth envelopes your wrist, tracing the delicate charm bracelet.
"She's a little daring, huh? Sweet girl just wants attention, wants men far older than her."
"So what?" You involuntarily shiver. "It isn't like you two find me undesirable."
Professor Barber grips your chin, turning you to face him. He chuckles, pressing your cheeks in. "You better watch that tone, princess. Little things like you always talk a big game then cry because it's too much."
"And how are you so sure about that, professor? You hook up with students often?"
Ari laughs, that charming smile plastered on his face. "Oh, honey, that mouth of yours is going to get you into a lot of trouble someday. Don't know how you put up with her, Andy."
"How about instead of just warning me, you actually do something." You step away, going behind the desk and sitting in the expensive leather chair, crossing your legs. "Unless you two are just all talk—"
The sound of a buckle cuts you off, your professor is slowly slipping his belt out from the loops of his slacks while Mr. Levinson fists his small handkerchief from his suit pocket.
Andy loosens his tie and then locks his office door. "I think you forgot your place, princess. Lucky for you, Ari and I don't mind putting you back where you belong."
It’s the 70s, a hot summer in whatever woods, there’s bonfires, kayaking and scavenger hunts. Ari is a camp counsellor, one of the favourites among the campers bc he’s got the best attitude, he’s funny, has so many stories and is so genuine, just a caring gentle giant. (But don’t get on his bad side, it isn’t pretty).
You head to the camp bc of behavioural issues. Are you a brat ?? Are you just there to cause trouble ?? Did your parents get sick of your spoiled princess attitude and think shoving you into the wilderness will do you some good before the your junior year in college starts ?? brat!reader is definitely a sorority girl but not so good with her studies, that’s why your parents want you away from your bad influence friends, parties, and those boys you date. Now, will big teddy bear Ari get through to you ?? Or will you break his good guy charm (and inevitably get on his bad side😳😳) ?? City girl vs wilderness.
Now to add some ✨spice✨ me thinks if you piss him off (typical “you’re not my dad” moment when he tells you do to something) he’ll treat it like a boot camp. He’d give you chores or homework, make you scrub the showers or wash the dishes. Perhaps this camp was specifically chosen for you by your parents, and they even asked Ari to keep a watchful eye on you.
maybe… he’s older but not that much older, he’s sort of everyones older brother and has a natural talent with the kids too, they love when he tags along for their hikes bc he shows them all the cool bugs and animals, having grown up attending the same camp and being an adventurous outdoorsy guy, Ari’s element is nature !!
he definitely wears little shorts and button ups that are never buttoned, exposing his tight tank top and 😵💫beefy muscles😵💫 he also has crop tops and long socks. He always has great hair and smells good, mhm musky too. It isn’t a surprise he’s the crush of many of the other campers.
You call him Tarzan bc why not 🫣
Now, he clearly has survival instincts and all that, I wonder what would happen if you got into some trouble and the both of you had to spend the night outside in the woods, off of camp grounds 😳🫡
Imagine him as your son’s history teacher who you sleep with cause your son is bad at history and he needs to pass that subject.
And oh, you really thought he’s the sweetest man ever and only do vanilla sex but he surprised you when he fucked your brain out the first time and suddenly you don’t seem to want to get out of his bed.
You’re the hottest milf in the school and he didn’t want to miss the chance of fucking you..
UHM sleazy history teacher (daddy) and rich milf!reader 😖😖 I’m in love:
It all started when you were just a concerned mother stopping by her son’s school to talk with his history teacher (“don’t even try, mom. He’s such a hard-ass for no reason.” You son warned). You show up to the school in your tight pencil skirt and white blouse since you just came from work, your heels clicking off the floor on the way to his classroom.
You’re sitting close at his desk and discussing your son’s study habits, the older man nods intently, adding advice where needed.
Perhaps some flirty looks turn into gentle touches.
“—I make sure he studies at home, but I can’t say the same for when he visits his father.” You roll your eyes at the thought of your ex. “I’ve told [lloyd or maybe sleazy actor daddy devin peters] how important this class is, but he’s just too stubborn. He only wants to do things his own way.”
“You sound really tense, it must be stressful raising him all by yourself.” His big hand lands on your knee, “You must be exhausted after coming home from work, hm? Always doing everything by yourself.”
He can’t resist—you’re here in a tight skirt and red bottoms, your cleavage basically calling his name. And you’re letting him touch you.
Oh, the other teachers/his friends are going to so jealous.
They’ve got a nickname for you, Mrs. MILF bc you’re the hottest mom at the school. They as in his close friends and coworkers, Mr. Levinson the PE teacher, Mr. Barber the law teacher, Mr. Rogers the art teacher, and Mr. Everett the woodshop teacher. They’ve had countless conversations about you: about your tight work out clothes that hug your body, your ‘sexy boss’ work clothes, and the way your perfume lingers long after you’ve left. They’re all frequent visitors to your social medias where you post (major milf) bikini photos, and pics of you in tiny tight dresses when you go on a mom’s night out with your friends.
You have a great reputation throughout the faculty, everyone loves you !! You help out with fundraisers and volunteer, you also donate a bunch of money to the school. (“If I was still in college, I’d ask her to be my sugar mommy.”) if Lloyd isn’t the father, may haps he’s the principal 😳
For the past three years, they’ve desperately hoped for your son to be in their class just so they could see you/talk to you on parent-teacher nights. This year was a blessing bc your son was in all of their classes, well all of them except Mr. Levinson who was incredibly bitter about it. He still makes it a point to chat with you on the days you show up to drop off your son’s lunch, or pick him up early.
“Your son is close to failing this class, but I suppose we could kill two birds with one stone, sweetheart.” His hand slowly slips up your thigh high stockings to the garter strap that secures them. “I could help you out. Relieve all that tension in your body, and maybe… bump up your son’s grade. Does that sound good, honey?”
And bc I’m a slut, he definitely makes you call him daddy 😫✋ I LOVE SLEAZY DADDIES !! GIMME ALL THE SLEAZY TEACHERS !!
But like- Stepdad!Ari getting very upset with you because you got a cavity. “You stupid little baby. You can’t even remember to brush your teeth properly.” While he’s got his toothbrush shoved in your mouth, scrubbing down the back of your tongue. You cough a little, but he doesn’t care.
🫠
🫡 uhm... since you still don't know how to take care of yourself, he gets you an electric toothbrush and supervises you every time to make sure you're getting all clean. and one day, he shows up with a new one in your favourite colour and teaches you how else to use it while you sit on the bathroom counter, panties soaked through with him on his knees between your legs... "There we go, just breathe, sweetie. How does it feel?" "W-We shouldn't—" "Shh, it's okay, I'm just teaching you a little something..." bc may haps, he's peeped on you riding your pillow...
Can we talk about Chris tho? Like I JUST KNOW that man has sooooo many kinks pls What kinks do we think daddy has?
that man.. he can do whatever he wants to me😌
Well, like you sort of already said: DADDY KINK ! huge daddy kink, he knows he’s a major dilf, and he flaunts it. Aging like fine wine and all that. I get soft dom vibes from him too: like lots of praises, but also teasing and some mocking (“Aw, is daddy too deep, baby?”). Plenty of dirty talk bc he has a filthy mouth, degradation and dumbification, maybe he’ll be a little bit mean if you’ve been acting up, he’s a brat tamer🌚 he’s also got stamina for days, meaning when he puts that towel down on the bed, you aren’t leaving until you can’t breathe (in a loving way ofc). Choking ! Toys ! Marking ! Spanking ! And bc I cant hold back, a smidge of a size kink… and you didn’t hear it from me, but he also has a photo album on his phone full of spicy pictures and videos bc he needs them for when he’s away.
