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jakexneytiri · 10 months
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i wanna ride 🤠
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spidervee · 1 year
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Look, I'm not saying DILF! Jake who has a salt and pepper beard and gray's through his hair
But yeah, I totally am.
He would go down on you first thing in the morning and then whisper "morning mama" after he made you see stars and kisses you
stop stop stop I can’t handle it he’d be such a dilf! And he’d be so into making you feel good for being the best mama ever. I’m gonna scream 🌻💛 jake seresin x fem!reader; 18+ only; smutty morning oral sex and daddy!jake
You’re woken up by the faint scratch of stubble on the inside of your thigh, the catch of nibbling teeth along your kneecap that makes your toes curl into the silken sheets beneath your body.
When your eyes finally flutter open, you can sense Jake before you fully feel him where he’s buried himself under the duvet, strong and calloused hands running up and down your legs, teasing at the hem of your sleep shorts.
For a moment, you’re lost in your husband’s touch, in the way that the cool, smooth metal of his wedding band rubs over your rapidly heating skin. Then, it hits you. The sun is up and there are no children invading the sanctity of your bedroom, no voices from cartoon Heelers sounding from the living room, no laughter or giggles or crying or screaming. Just the sound of Jake beginning to kiss up your legs and the noise of your own heart in your ears.
As if he can read your mind, Jake lifts his head, a small tunnel forming within the blankets so you can see where he’s resting himself between your thighs, his green eyes glinting in the ray of sunlight that filters in from the window, a devilish smirk on his face.
“Bradshaw picked them up an hour ago,” he tells you, “You've been working so hard lately, thought you needed a break, baby.”
“Jake,” you whisper, your voice hoarse, partly from sleep, partly from the breathless wonder you feel at his care. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet, mama,” Jake teases, moving his lips back to your leg, “‘s’a bit selfish too, if I’m bein’ honest.”
“Oh?” You smirk, knees falling further apart as Jake begins to kiss up toward your core, the scratch of his beard aching so good against your sensitive skin.
Jake makes a sound against your body, a mumble of agreement. You thread your fingers through his hair, grown out a bit now, and remember how you’d tugged at it playfully last night while he unloaded the dishwasher. “Got some more greys in there, daddy. I like it.”
You’d seen the way Jake had eyed you wolfishly, giggled at the way he’d smacked your ass as quietly as possible after you finished putting the kids to bed. Then you’d gone to take a shower and he was fast asleep by the time you were finished and you hadn’t the heart to wake him.
Gasping as Jake’s lips finally find your warm core, his tongue teasing and gentle, you’re grateful that you got to sleep in. You had a feeling that Jake was going to need a lot of attention today.
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rosyjn · 9 months
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I love your writing hehehe. I was wondering if you could write dilf jake gets obsessed with getting his human side piece pregnant and he can smell her ovulating and he’s like super cocky and dominant and “i know you want this even though you wont admit it” about it?
THIS IS SO FREAKY I LOVE IT
SMUT WARNING!!
“So tight,” Jake grunts, holding your body in place with a hand. Your small body jolts with every thrust, your cervix getting bruised in the process. His hair hangs down, dreads moving around wildly with all his movements. He’s got you folded like a pretzel, ruthlessly fucking you.
“Mph!” your eyes are screwed shut and your face is stained with tears of pleasure. There’s something so good about this, about being fucked by someone twice your size, not even exaggerating. This isn’t the first time Jake has done this, and it won’t be the last.
“Y’know why I’m pounding so hard?” he groans.
“Cause you’re horny!” you whine, pussy clenching around his huge girth.
“Silly girl,” he teases. You can only moan in response, the feeling of being stretched out and tossed around like rag doll becoming too much. He has so much pre cum, your little cunt cannot possibly hold it all, it spills out of you and drips down from between your legs. “Tryna fill you up, give you my babies,”
“Jake, no! It- it won’t work!” you mewl.
“I need you pregnant, fuck, I need your womb full of my cum,” he pushes himself deeper and you yelp.
“My god!” you squirm under him, but it’s no use. His warm juices spurt at your cervix.
“I can smell you, hon’. I can smell when you’re ready to get fucked- when your body’s ready for a baby,” he smacks your tit.
“I don’t understand,” a tear rolls down your cheek, dripping onto the bed. You open your eyes and look at his face, twisted with determination. “When I ovulate??” your voice cracks.
“Oh yes, god yes,” he speeds up his thrusts, making you slam into the mattress harder and you close your eyes again, holding back sobs of pleasure. It doesn’t make any sense. He can smell when you’re ovulating? When you’re horny? It sounds crazy to you. But after all, he desperately wants you to have a baby with him. You don’t even know how it would work. Would Na’vi sperm be too big for a human egg? It doesn’t matter anyways, as long as you can keep having mind blowing sex with him.
“Gonna cum!” you whimper, unable to form any more thoughts. He keeps fucking you, like an animal. You squirm and yell but it doesn’t stop him. He’s still wildly deep inside of you, in a way that you didn’t know was possible.
“I need you pregnant. I’ll fuck you over and over until you have my kid.” his tip practically threatens your cervix and your wetness runs down his length. Your toes curl and your body begins to writhe in pleasure.
Every time you think he can’t get harsher, you’re proven wrong when his tip slams into your cervix. Your bare body begins to shine with sweat. Your arms reach up and desperately grasp Jake’s shoulders. His length twitches and throbs inside of you as you clench around it, feeling each movement.
“You cant- cant get me pregnant-,” you mutter through a series of gasps and moans.
“I know you want this even though you won’t admit it,” he teases before pausing, with his tip pressed firmly against your cervix again. You cry out as he finishes, warm semen squirting directly into your womb. His fingers dig into your waist, sure to leave marks later. You pulsate and clamp around him, sharing the orgasmic feeling. Your eyes roll back into your skull and Jake practically melts at the sight.
“Fuck!” you yelp, him still not pulling out. He just stays there, deep inside of you. You wiggle and writhe, trying to give your sore hole a break, but he doesn’t budge.
“Not yet, I need my seed to take in this little cocksleeve,” he whispers, reaching up with a huge hand and pushing your hair out of your face. Tears continue to roll down your face and his fingers wipe them away.
“Please..” your voice is weak and strained. Jake smirks, finally pulling out of you slowly. The squelching sound that your pussy makes is like heaven to him. When he’s finally all the way out, your body relaxes itself. You unfold and just lay on your back, with legs shaking. He gently plops down next to you.
“Need you pregnant-“ he pants, trying to catch his breath. You just sigh, knowing he’ll be back the next time you ovulate, and that he’ll be checking in to see if your period comes for the next couple weeks.
Pretty short sorry!
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neteyamyawne · 6 months
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╰ ₊Jake and Neytiri - Strong Heart! ꒱༉‧₊
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-‘๑’- Key Genres
◦ | Fluff - ♡ | Smutt - ✯ | Angst - ✦ | Hurt - ✩ | Comfort - ☾ |
◦ | Romance - ◈ | Platonic - ❈ |
◦ | Na'vi!Reader - 𑁍 | Human!Reader - ❁ | Avatar!Reader - ֍ |
◦ | Daughter!Reader - ꕥ | Gn!Reader - ꨄ︎ | Pregnant!reader - ❀ |
◦ | Request - ☁️ | Non-request - 🌱|
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-‘๑’- One shots
Txon'ong [♡ + ✦ + ◈ + 𑁍 + ☁️]
Snarr [♡ + ◈ + ☾ + 𑁍 + ☁️]
Yengwal [♡ + ✦ + ◈ + ✩ + ☾ + 𑁍 + ☁️]
Kxitx [✦ + ✩ + ꕥ + 𑁍 + ☁️]
Titsyul [♡ + ☾ + ◈ + 𑁍 + ❀ + ☁️]
-‘๑’- Two Shots
➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...
-‘๑’- Drabbles
➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...
-‘๑’- Head-Canons
➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...
-‘๑’- Series
➺ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ...
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tvgerl · 1 year
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I have a request if you still take requestssss
So dad! Jake sully x neteyam best friend!fem!reader he met when they moved from the forest, but his dad never liked reader, reader finishing teaching jakes kids, and seeing jake in a place where no one passes, and they have like angry sex?
Fluff(reader being with tuk,kiri, loak and neteyam teaching them)to angst (while with jake because he was insulting reader)to smut with jake.
Warnings (if you want them) cursing, slut shaming, reader crying, reader trying to hit jake for insulting them, and the rest im leaving them up to you author !
(no cheating, neytiri died,sorry yall
dilf!jake x fem!metkayina (loved it, thanks f the req<333)
WARNINGS: the ones in the request!!
NOTES: reqs open! like n reblog r appreciated
It has been a few months since the Sully’s arrived to Metkayina clan, and you started to teach them how you live, also, you became Neteyam’s best friend, all the Omaticaya kids love you, but his father… he doesn’t, he hates you, Tuktirey said it’s because you remind him to his wife, Neytiri, who died fighting against Sky People.
It was a normal evening, you were teaching the Sully’s how to talk underwater, they’ve been struggling with the sign languaje since the first day they arrived “It’s so hard y/n, I give up” Neteyam says “Neteyam you must be patient, look at me, I even have a Tulkun brother, who is the best bro now, huh?” “Lo’ak, shut up, you aren’t special” Kiri lecture him, he rolled his eyes “Yaay! I’m doing good right y/n?” Tuk asked.
“Of course you’re doing good Tuk, not only good, excellent” You said “It’s enough for today, go home and rest” They agreed with you and went to their house, and you went to yours, but you met Jake in the middle of the road, he looked furious, it seemed like if he was going to kill you.
“I see you, Jake” You tried to be the most pacific you can be “Why are you learning my kids that languaje, they aren’t Metkayina, they are Omaticaya, u know what, I never liked you, you pretend to be the best na’vi in the word and you are not, I don’t want you near my kids again” You instantly started crying and tried to hit jake, but he grabbed your arm and stopped the blow
"Do you really think you can hit me? I am Toruk Makto, you should fear me” His eyes changed, he looked at you with desire, “I’ll give you a lesson, take off your clothes” He wants you, you reminded him to his wife and it was something he couldn’t take off his mind, he tried so hard to hate you, but he couldn’t, so do you, he was just ‘Teyams father’ but you had been having some kind of attraction to him, so you’re not missing the opportunity.
You take your loincloth off “You didn’t doubt a sec, what a needy you are, not good for my kids, but good f’me” He put his fingers in your mouth and then go to your crotch and started to stimulate you, you gasp “I need you to be silent kitten, nobody can catch us” that was the last thing you needed to go feral, you taked his loincloth off and started to touch his intimacy, he growled and then take your neck with his hand “I never told you to do that, don’t desobey me” he took the hand of your clit and started to touch your tits, and by the same time, he was biting your neck “now everyone would know it, u mine, opne y’legs for me kitten”
You didn’t want to obey him, so you take his masculinity again and started to massage it and slowly go with your mouth to him, licking and kissing all of his parts, “i told you not to desobey me, but now, you are going to suck it deeper” He took your hair and pushed you more close to him, pushing you inside and outside, “Enough, now open your legs, I have something f’you” You lose the battle and opened your legs to him, the pleasure of feeling him going inside you was insane, he started faster and let you touch yourself, you moaned so loud that he had to cover your mouth with his hand “What part of ‘no one can catch us’ you didn’t understand? kitten your giving me a headache, if it weren't for you looking so cute looking like the needy you are, I would have humiliated you by now”
“Jake, I’m— comi-ng again” He already made you came once, the overstimulation between he touching you and introducing him on you plus you touching yourself, was the most exciting combo you’ve ever experienced “Hold on a little, let’s come togheter” He went even faster, you never thought he could do it, but you couldn’t controle yourself and came, so did he “Don’t get close to my kids again, this is gonna be your punishment”
Oh god, for sure your going even closer to them.
- The end
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sebsxphia · 2 years
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Single dad Hangman who has had a babysitter fantasy since he was a teenager fantasing about his grad school student next door neighbour who helps look after his rowdy boys when he's busy
ohhhhhh my god wait wait wait wait this is so so so hot 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫
he thinks the teenage fantasy is done with. he’s a grown man now with two kids who has had plenty of sex in the meantime. but then you move in next door and then you offer to babysit his kids and now you’re sat on his kitchen counter, thighs spread and drinking your coke while you scroll through your phone.
you’re completely unware that jake has come home and his eyes are raking over your bare thighs and shoulders. you’re not even bothering to hide anything.
he wants to badly to slip in between your thighs and ghost his hands over your tank top, over your hips. he bets that your skin is the softest he’s ever felt and your cunt tastes sickly sweet. he’s brought back to the present when you notice him and jump down from the counter top with a warm smile. god, your breasts move perfectly in that top. “hey, mr seresin! they’re both in bed and fast asleep.”
“please, call me jake. how many times do i have to tell you.” jake leans against the kitchen top and folds his arms across his chest, making good work of showing off his arms. “sorry, jake.” he’s ninety nine percent sure you said his name with a far lower and sultry tone on purpose.
you were going to be the death of him.
hee hee thank you so much for this incredible thot dear anon!! 💌
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teyamsatan · 11 months
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I was gonna write monster in me today but me and @draiochtwrites found THE dilf!jake sully song and so that might have to take precedence. Let’s just say i’ve never been so unwell hearing a song.
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hangmanapologist · 2 years
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Dilf!Jake???
DILF!JAKE DILF!JAKE DILF!JAKE
He’s a rich dilf too. Kinda gives sugar daddy vibes
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lovelyspooks · 3 months
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Me looking at myself in the mirror at 3am after reading smut for 4 hours straight instead of sleeping:
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jakexneytiri · 6 months
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OH MY GOD I NEED 3-5 BUSINESS DAYS TO PROCESS THIS
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theavatarlover · 1 year
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You missin' spider?
Yeah, Yeah?
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rosyjn · 9 months
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Girl, can you write dilf Jake sully taking care of an insolent RDA humam woman until she confess what he wants.
Like during the battle of the second movie (Neteyam didn't die)
They capture a woman thanks to Spider.
She refuses to talk, so Jake has to take things into his on hands and make her talk.
I want this man to make her feel so pleasured that she talk no stop.
And then after he gave her something like her 5 orgasm (she told him everything at this point) he leave her breathless on the floor, ready to tell Neytiri and the others (not the kids obly) everything.
(In this pls let's fake that both Jake and Neytiri have an open union)
alr here we go MDNI SMUTTT
warning overstim ROUGH ASS SEGGS btw
“Oh fuck! Fuck!” you’re practically screaming, head pressed into the floor. Your skin glistens with sweat and your legs shake but he shows no mercy. He just keeps pounding into you over and over again, roughly bottoming out at your cervix and then groaning. “Please please please! That’s all!” you yelp.
“I don’t believe you,” he grunts, smacking your ass before his large fingers travel to your clit. The added stimulation makes you unevenly squirt, wetting the floor. The tingle makes you back arch and your tight pussy clenches around his girth. You can hardly speak anymore. You’ve spilled out everything you know. Every single detail has been cried out by now. Every question has been answered.
“I swear! I promise!” you whine inbetween thrusts, your body shaking with each one. Your clit is swelled and sensitive by now, the walls of your cunt are desperately sucking Jake in. He doesn’t stop. You’re writhing and sobbing with pleasure, not being able to distinguish if you’re in pain or not. It doesn’t stop him. He ruts over and over into your sore pussy.
“I don’t think you’re telling the truth, want Neytiri here?” he teases.
“Please, no sir!” you cry, knowing that if his wife joins, you might pass out from the pleasure. “I’ve- told you everything I know- promise!” you grab into the floor, feeling another orgasm coming.
“You think I’m torturing you, hm? You don’t even know what I could do to you if I wanted,” he says, reaching around and pinching your clit. You jump at the mix of pain and pleasure. Jake holds you in place, knowing you couldn’t escape his grasp even if your life depended on it. He ruthlessly fucks you, and you swear you can see stars. Tears roll down your cheeks into the floor. “Coming again? Fuck, how many times has it been now?” he degrades you.
“So many! Please, it’s been so many…” you mewl, thinking that you might just pop. Jake might just thrust straight into your womb. He speeds up, rushing the arrival of your orgasm until you scream and arch your back.
“Tight little pussy clamping around me,” he mutters, slapping your ass again. A mixture of his cum and your slick coat his balls. It drips down your thigh and shines off your vulva. “Think you deserve to stop now? Think you’ve told me everything?” he asks. You are almost unable to respond, fucked dumb. You have been at it with him for hours, just getting ravaged. You had been spread like an eagle just spilling words and RDA secrets until your throat grew sore from the speaking and moaning. Jake would fuck your mouth roughly right after, just to make sure.
“Y-ye-yes… yes s-sir,” you whisper, barely breathing and just trembling. He has to perk his ears up to hear you, and then he pulls out. You gasp, your walls clenching closed again and making a squelching noise while all your juices drip down. Jake pants, sitting back and watching his load. Your arched back relaxes, and you fall limp onto the floor, still shaking and crying.
“Ready to fess up to everyone?” he crouches over to look at your face. You desperately nod, needing a minute to catch your breath. He pats your back when he sees your response.“Alright, see you in a minute,” he gets up off the floor, grabbing your clothes and throwing them in your direction before tying his loincloth and leaving the tent.
it’s really short sorry!
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pocoyo-yo · 1 year
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'𝐈 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐲, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐭'
SUMMARY: pls hear me out.. but yeah, dilf jake fucks you like he's young again.
WARNINGS: smut, size kink, avatar/na'vi!jake, dilf!jake, fem!bodied reader, omaticaya!reader, fingering, squirting, creampie, unprotected sex, breeding kink, praise, degradtion, manhandling, hair pulling, overstimulation, doggy style (pos.), dry humping (until shit ain't dry), pet names (baby, pretty thing, pretty girl, whore just a lil bit, ...babygirl)
PART TWO
"babygirl.. fuck— just a minute."
you pouted and continued to kiss on jakes neck, leaving dark blue and purple kiss marks on his stripped skin.
"you're always so busy, ma jake," you whined. "..we never get time to ourselves."
jake clicked his tongue, glancing over at you with a scoff, "we get plenty of time to ourselves, baby. it's just under the wrong circumstances because the kids are never in the village— and when they're not here they're doing shit they shouldn't be."
you caressed his shoulders and nipped at his ear while he sharpened his knife for a later hunt.
"you used to be such a animal when were young," you whispered as you laid a kiss on the crown of his pointy ear. ".. 'used to leave me crying, begging for more— that is how we ended up with so many children."
you gave jake's shoulders one last rub before you stood up— you weren't going to pester him. you understood he had responsibilites as olo'teykan just as you had your own responsibilites.
"used to?" he murmured— his voice was quite harsh, but it sounded more of disbelief.
you tilted your head to side, not hearing what he had said.
jake set his knife of the ground and slowly stood up, his eyebrows furrowed as he turned around to face you.
"so you're sayin'... i don't fuck you like that anymore?"
your fangs sunk into your bottom lip as he walked towards you— his golden eyes sharp and his strong jaw clenched.
"jake.." you mumbled breathlessly. your eyes flickering between him and the open entrance to your hut. anyone could walk by and see.
his large hand gripped your jaw— forcing your cheeks together as he made you stare right at him.
"i don't make you feel good anymore?"
you placed your hands on his chest, feeling up his broad pecs.
"no no no you make me feel good," you hummed. "you make me feel so good.. I just—"
jake released your face from his grip and a grin spread across his lips, "I get it now.."
you looked him up and down, even though you both were so tall he seemed to tower over you, "you do?"
he nodded and said simply, "my pretty thing just wants to get fucked like a whore again."
you felt your cheeks grow warm at the vulgerness of his words. a whore. back when you were young, jake explained the meaning to you after letting it slip.
he swiftly cupped your ass which made you whimper before he set you flat on his table. it was covered in radios, monitors, maps— shit he made sure the kids never touched. yet right now, he didn't care that they were being knocked to the floor by your whoosing tail.
"spread your legs," jake pressed his forehead against yours, staring deep into your eyes— waiting until you did what was told. "don't be like that— you like don't being called a whore, babygirl?"
you looked away, licking your lips.
"it's okay," he kissed your forehead, his rough palms massaging your thighs. "just spread your legs for me.. I guess I won't call you that anymore."
"no.. no ma jake," you let your legs spread and held his face. he chuckled at your desperation to be degraded by him— most would beg for praise. "I want you to use me— like you used to. pretend that right now we're not husband and wife, we are not mates— just here to feel good." you explained quickly— ashamed at how badly you wanted him to revert from his husband like ways back to teen who would fuck you anywhere that he could. leave you shaking and gasping for air— that had you clinging onto anything for stability because his thrusts were so powerful.
"now what do you say?"
you begged, "please.."
he grinned and shoved his pelvis in between your spread legs, pressing his thin lips against your plump ones. you gasped as his teeth tugged on your swollen bottom lip— hot tongue finding your own as you tugged on his locs.
jake groaned as he rolled his hips against you— his covered erection rubbed roughly against your clothed cunt.
"jake," you rasped, your cunt drooling at the intense friction. "oh my— oh great mother—"
he pulled back, still humping you while you let you head fall back between your shoulders.
"holy shit you're drenched, baby." he chuckled, feeling your slick seep into his own loincloth.
you felt embarassed at the sound of your sticky loincloth being rutted against— it made you slightly ashamed that you were so wet so easily— that your slick was escaping onto your inner thighs.
"take it off," you pleaded, jake's buldge pressing right up against your avoided clit. "oh fuck—"
jake covered your mouth and squeezed his eyes shut as he rubbed his large buldge over your clit again. you moaned into his palm, clawing at his scalp while he let out a sigh.
"feels good huh," he grunted, your muffled whines caused his ears to twitch upwards. ".. I don't about you but i'm lovin' this, pretty girl."
"jwake..jwake plwease.." your attention focused on his hand, clawing at it while you moaned.
"one sec," he kissed your nose. "don't you dare cum either."
jake huffed, "listen to that," he rubbed himself against you slowly— not making a sound. your legs trembled at how agonizingly slow he was going. and the only thing that could be heard was the wet squelch your pussy made. ".. so damn wet 'nd I haven't even stripped you yet, baby. you really are a whore."
jake pulled his hand away and you gasped— lips wet and shimmering with spit. heavy pants left your mouth as he backed away his buldge. jake then gripped the waistband of your loin-cloth and pulled it down until you were able to kick it off onto the floor.
"ma jake, I need you.." you whimpered, bucking your hips toward him.
"i know, babygirl," he rubbed his long fingers over your slit, gathering your slick while he admired your glistening cunt. ".. I know ya do."
he kissed your temple and spread apart your folds before he sunk two fingers into your cunt. you sucked him in easy, but clenched tightly around them.
"jake," you whined, legs locked around his mid-back so that the harsh thrusts of his fingers could reach deeper. "ma jake— fuck! j— jake.."
"shh," he murmured, his thumb working your clit while his two fingers curled and stroked your warm insides. your arousal gushing out onto his hand while you reached for his broad shoulders— deperate for stability. "relax, pretty thing— relax."
your eyes widdened as his fingertips curled and pressed firmly against that gummy spot in your walls. a string of moans fell from your swollen lips as jake attacked your g-spot with a semi-unreadable expression. 'semi' because you could see how much lust was growing inside of him just be looking into his eyes— eyelids hooded but his pupils dialated.
"..m—more! please.. 'need more." your eyelashes fluttered, teardrops rolling down your hot cheeks.
"you want another finger, baby?"
you nodded quickly, "please ma jake." his fangs tugged on his bottom lip at how eager you were.
jake pulled his two fingers out and pushed back in with a third. your pussy twitched at the feeling, your jaw hanging as a loud moan left you. jake glared up at you, not slowing his pace one bit which already had your legs shaking.
"they're gonna hear you." he cooed.
you stared up at the ceiling of the hut, a slight grin forming at the corners of your open mouth.
"feels s'good," you sobbed. "i don't care— don't care.. just lemme cum, ma jake— gotta cum.. don't care!"
his eyebrows rose at your words and his cock was so hard in the restraints of his loincloth that it was beginning to become painful.
so this is what you meant.
now he truly understood your want for him to fuck you like he used to. no lovey dovey shit because, fuck, he missed when you acted like this. to him you still looked like the eighteen year old he met all those years ago even though you disagreed at times— but now when you made that face, said those things, all he could see was that version yourself— that you both left behind when more and more kids started coming around.
he chuckled, "my perfect lil whore," his lips sloppily kissed, sucked, and nibbled at your neck. "you're mine, baby— you and this messy lil cunt."
his fingers were knuckle deep and every thrust felt so fast that everytime they sunk back inside, it felt like his palm was slapping your cunt, which was now stinging and sore.
"m'gonna cum.. please let me cum.." you cried out and dug your nails into his his skin, chest heaving rapidly.
"say it." he groaned, gulping at your now bright and bruised pussy.
"jake please.." you whimpered, thigh muscles tensing as your orgasm built up deep in your abdomen.
"thats not it," his movements growing harsher. "fucking say it."
your eyes flickered back in your head as you whimpered, "m'yours, ma jake!"
"and?"
"me.. an— and my cunt are yours forever— only yours.." you sniffled.
"that's right," he pressed his forehead against your once again and you wrapped your arms around his neck. "go on, cum on my fingers babygirl."
your toes curled and stomach churned as you the thin thread that was holding your composure together snapped— a silent scream was all you could muster as you gushed around his fingers, a stream of your release splashing against your lower stomach, jake's forearm, and his stomach.
"look at you," jake hummed, his eyes wide at the sight while your mind faught between embarassment and pleasure. "such a pretty sight— should've been recording."
you gasped and hit his chest as he pulled out his soaked fingers.
".. w— we," you could barely form a sentence. "do not record such.. such intimate things on that— that—"
"— the camera?" he finished with a chuckle.
"yes.. the camera," you mumbled with a pout. "that is a sky-people thing."
"I know.. I know I'm just teasing," he sucked on his wet fingers and hummed pleasantly. your cheeks grew warm at the sight. "fuck, I wouldn't want to risk other guys seeing you like that— only I can see you in that way." jake muttered, his eyes focused on your lips.
".. fuck, I guess i'm going with pussy." jake shook his head and slid down his loincloth, letting his thick cock finally be free. the mushroom tip was fading from blue to a cotton-candy pink as pre-cum dripped from the slit. a vien ran down the left side and splotches of starry freckles covered the base.
"hm?" you questioned, dragging your finger-tips down his hardened cock as he leaned over you.
"I was deciding whether I was going to fuck your face," he kissed your lips softly. "or fuck your pussy— pussy won."
jake rubbed his cock over your slit, trying to coat it in your wettness.
"ma jake.." you whispered breathless.
he paused, staring deeply into your eyes.
"get up," he ordered. "get up and bend over the table."
you frowned at jake and he took a step back, (your legs falling back to the floor) giving you room to do what he asked. you reluctantly scooted off of the table and jake rolled his eyes, picking you up and flipping you over himself.
he pressed his hand into your back, forcing your stomach onto the table and your back into an arch.
your tail whipped around, expressing your excitement or nervousness— you didn't know anymore.
jake tugged on it playfully and you squealed— whipping your head back to look at him. he let it go, now holding his dick and rubbing the tip over your slit. you bit down on your bottom lip and grinded yourself against him, trying to gain friction.
"don't," he tugged at your tail again then guided his fat cock into your weeping cunt. "..'you pull shit like that and I'll stop." he grunted.
you hid your face in the table and moaned, clawing at the wood as his cock sunk deeper and deeper inside of you until the slight upward curve allowed his tip to press firmly against your g-spot. your ears perked up at jake's breathy pants as his hands carressed your ass before they dug into your hips.
"oh fuck," jake mumbled, inhaling a sharp breath as he pulled back slowly before slamming back inside of your puffy pussy— earning a sob. ".. you really are wet, babygirl. warm 'nd wet.."
you whimpered as jake's nails peirced your skin, his cock drilled into you repeatedly. your legs were already weak from earlier and right now they felt even weaker with is cock splitting your cunt in two. you had taken jakes dick plenty (obviously), but you could never get used to his size, so he would usually let you adjust— but not now. now he was just fucking you— fucking you to get himself off.
you whined, "j— jake I can't—"
"yes you can," one hand left your hips and gripped your hair, avoiding your queue and yanking your head back. "you wanted it, you take it."
"ma jake!" you let your jaw hang agape, whimpers and moans spilling out constantly. "so big.. s'big," you hiccuped on cries and jake leaned down— his cock to kissing your cervix with each hard and calculated thrust. his heavy balls slapped against your wet pussy and gave your clit just a tease of stimulation. "oh great mother.. o—oh great mother! jake please!"
your cunt was squeezing him tight. every time he he pulled back it was like you didn't want to let him go.. and jake liked that. you could cry all you want, but that alone told him you were alright— just babbling on words.
"please what?"
you tried to get the words to come out— to even think properly about what you wanted to say. your mind was growing foggy, the only thoughts being pleasure and jakes dick bruising your insides.
you gasped, "tsaheylu! please.. 'need it so bad, ma jake.."
jake left open mouth kisses on your neck, still gripping your hair tightly. "what happened to we aren't mates right now?" he chuckled.
you sniffled, "w—wanna," you whimpered while jake sunk his fangs into your shoulder. "wan—"
he murmured, "come on, spit it out, baby." he peppered soft kisses over his bite mark.
"wanna feel you.. feel good." you finished, looking back at jake with a set of eyes and a pout that he couldn't refuse.
"alright." jake huffed and he let go of your hair to pull his braid from over his shoulder (his pace not letting up one bit while fucking you). you shakily lifted yours and he brought his closer, allowing your queues to intertwine.
both of your pupils dialated immensely, a long moan leaving your lips as your cunt squeezed around jake even tighter. you could feel how good he felt down to every pleasurable jolt in his nerves.
jake thrusts slowly became more rapid but also very sloppy— he was panting heavily, gulping every few minutes.
"damn.. d— damn," jake let one arm rest on the table hold himself up while the other left your hip and slid under you to play with your breasts. his entire body covered you while he rutted messily into you, your slick now wetting his thighs. ".. holy fuck, baby— I make you feel this good, huh?"
you nodded quickly and licked your lips at the tight knot that was forming in your belly.
"jaaake, more please," you sobbed, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. "m'gonna cum— it feels s'good."
"yeah? if I let you cum right now, you let me cum inside? let me give you another brat," he kissed your cheek. "i don't like three— lets make it four, baby.."
"want it inside," you cried out, squirming in his hold as your orgasm approached. "want another one, ma jake."
"I know, I know," he grunted, breathy moans leaving his lips. "I can feel it— 'just wanted to ask."
you bit down on your bottom lip— at this point it was so swollen that it hurt when whimpers tried to escape, that tight knot unraveling once the tip of jakes cock pressed firm against your cervix. your eyes squeezed shut as you creamed around his dick, his name seeping from your lips.
jake groaned, cock twitching at the feeling of the pleasure of your orgasm flowing through him.
he hid his face in your neck, whimpering, "oh fuck.. oh fuck.. oh fuuck.."
jake pressed his body as close to yours as he could before he painted your gummy walls white with his thick cum. you moaned at the feeling his own pleasure consuming you both, and the feeling of jake rutting inside you until he was sure he had nothing left to give you.
"ma jake," you panted. "..are you alright?"
he slowly lifted his head from your neck and kissed your temple. "never better." he answered, out of breath.
"you happy now," jake pulled out and turned you on your back, his cum leaking out from your puffy cunt and onto his table. ".. 'can't believe you said I used to fuck you like that.. hah, I can fuck you however I want. I just choose to make-love to you now," he kissed away your tears before finding your lips. "because your my mate.."
you smiled up at jake and cupped his cheek, "y'know.. you used to fuck me over and over again— until I passed out."
jake clicked his tongue, ".. if you want to get manhandled just say it— you don't have to make me angry, babygirl."
you traced your hands down jakes chest and pouted, "..but you fuck me harder when your angry, ma jake."
jake stared at you, and you could feel something stiff rub against your thigh— his lips curling into a eager grin that reminded you so much of his younger self.
"then let's get it done."
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OOOMMMGG. WHAT… 👩🏻‍🦯… it’s … 🧎🏻‍♀️… this …🐕. Wof wof…
thank you, huandual on twitter, for awakening my animal instincts.
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Luna love PLEASEEEEE HEAR ME OUT‼️ Dilf!Jake getting mad at human!reader when he catches her on her room in the science lab using toys instead of him (that are not even close to his length btw), and fucking her dumb. Like fucking some senses to her, with degradation kink pretty please?
Pent up and stressed out
Jake Sully x female human reader
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Summary: Jake knows just the way to help you relief some of that pent up frustration.
Warnings: explicit smut, use of toys, caught masturbating, age difference, size difference, p in v, oral, degradation, praise, dirty talk, use of daddy (once), brat tamer dilf!jake
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It was the melting-pot of earths greatest minds, a central locus for innovation and invention, a modern day renaissance. It was where scientists went to work on the next next best thing, before the next best thing had even arrived. It was where everyone who was anyone in the scientific community would go to start a new life and get their hands dirty on real science. And of course, the science at the RDA’s Laboratories was very real –and very dangerous. But what's life without risks? If life gives you lemons, use the decaying remains of those lemons to invent the best damn anti-lemon device possible! (And maybe colonize the poor Lemon farmers home too, while you’re at it.)
Well, at least, that was the marketing for Pandora. And to be honest, in the very beginning it was this ideal (and quirky) view of how the RDA worked that you had fallen in love with all those years ago when you worked there as an intern. That was, before you figured what these limb dicks were actually doing here.
Of course they don’t tell you about that war stuff back on earth. They don’t tell you about the natives, the blood that will stick on your hands, the flora and fauna they promised you to study to be burned to ashes because apparently mankind needs apartments and streets and fucking beer on this exomoon.
You were tired of how things worked. You were tired of the long hours, of snappy managers, of being shuffled from lab to lab for no apparent reason, of working on projects for six months at a time and then being told they were cancelled –and sometimes finding out later that some of them had been handed to a different scientific team. You were tired of how cavalier some of the higher-ups seemed about handling dangerous technology and killing innocents. And you were tired of the secrecy about this insanely morally wrong war.
That’s when you had decided to switch sides. Of course switching to the human / na‘vi revolution might’ve been the morally correct way, but what they don’t show you in the contract is, that this path doesn’t come with the luxury of working at high technology laboratories with dozens and dozens of other scientists to share this massive amount of work with. It doesn’t come with unlimited food, water, electricity and other much needed resources. Oh and remind me, who was complaining about the long hours at the RDA earlier? Yeah, that was pretty much nothing, compared to the fact that you hadn’t touched your bed in forty-nine hours.
Life on Pandora had definitely not been what you had expected when you first arrived here. The only difference now was, that you now did it with pleasure instead of guilt.
Working in the labs at high camp was probably the best thing that could’ve happened to you, but doing the right things never comes easy.
Sure, it took a while to get used to the power running out every few days and having to bath in a river, eating whatever the forest gives and oh, let’s not forget the eight feet tall, blue teenagers lingering around in your work space accompanied by a half naked tarzan with painted on stripes, making it extremely difficult to focus on your work.
Speaking of concentration…
"Kid, why the hell are you still here?"
"Huh, w-what?" You awoke with a start, and for a moment you didn't know where you even were. Your neck hurt as you lifted it up, rubbing the sleep away in your tired eyes only to be met with a pair of blue, muscular thighs standing right in front of your desk. Immediately, your gaze shoots all the way up.
“I said, why the hell are you still here?", Jake furrows his brows as he glares down at you, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's almost 3 am and this is the second night in a row that I catch you in here. Go. home."
"Jake we talked about this before", you roll your eyes at him, pushing away from the desk to walk over to where some of the scientists lockers stand. "I‘ll go, once I get this shit done." You make a gesture in the air to point at the petridish on your desk, with five ar'lek seeds inside. The healing potential of those seeds was something you’ve always took great interest in, especially during times where more of this medicine was needed than the Na‘vi could even harvest.
"No, you’re leaving right now", the clans Olo'eyktan and former marine said sternly. "No damn plant can be this important you’re loosing two days of sleep over it."
"Oh tell me about it…", you mumbled under your breath as you fiddled with the lock, flung the door open and reached for a small blue container. You unscrewed the lid and tipped the container ever so slightly. Out onto your outstretched hand popped two capsules, their smooth surface reflecting the fluorescent lights placed far above you. Down you gulped them, and up reached a hand to grasp a bottle of water. You took a swig.
Another day, another pill, another length of sanity in a place of madness.
The na‘vi behind you quirks a brow, "What was that?"
"Uh, this?", you shake the blue container and the pills inside rattle demonstrative. "Norm bought them from the raid last week. It’s a food substitutes. Helps me concentrate."
Caffeine in a pill, basically.
Jake let’s out a heavy sigh as he circles the desk and approaches you, the equipment and furniture around him looking comically small.
"You don’t needs pills, kid", he says, taking the container from you and placing in inside the locker a little harder than necessary to bring his point across. He’s towering over you without even trying, and you have to crane your neck all the way up to properly look at him. "What you need is sleep and a way to relief of all of that pent up stress. You’re here all the time, do you even eat? Have some time for yourself? When’s the last time you took a shower, huh?"
God, this man was a dad through and through.
You didn’t know if it was the difference in age or just his general authority, but whatever it was that made him talk to you like you were nothing but a fussy teenager, it was getting on your nerves. Even more than usually.
"Ha-ha very funny. Next you tell me to go visit a spa over the weekend. Oh, thanks boss that’s so kind of you for giving me a couple of days off", your voice had turned into a mocking tone, which makes both of his eyebrows raise in amusement. He cocks his head to the side, waiting for you to keep going, but your gaze only drops in embarrassment. "Leave me alone, Jake. I’ve got work to do…"
"See, that’s exactly what I’m talking about", he chuckles and shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"What?" You almost bark at him.
"You’re pent up. Quit acting like a little brat, go home and take care of it. Or I will."
Take care of it. Jake’s words whispered over and over and over in your head, a rolling loop that you thought might actually drive you insane. It’s not like you didn’t try, you really did. But as tempting as your bed might seemed to you, as tired as you were when you dragged yourself back to hells gate, you just couldn’t rest, couldn’t will yourself to sleep.
You’ve always spent your days with your mind full to the brim with various theories, studies and seemingly endless responsibilities, so much so that you often found it difficult to empty your mind for sleep. Sometimes you would recite the na’vi names of plants to yourself in your head ("Panopyra, Pamtseowll, puríhsa..."), over and over, like counting sheep, trying to memorize their names. You would take a quick jog around the building, read a book or sometimes even meditate. But some other times you simply preferred another method of relaxation.
Take care of it. Or I will.
He could be so insufferable when he was bossing you around, you thought to yourself with a heavy sigh as you let your hands run down your curves, feeling the soft swell of your breasts, over your stomach and the hem of your pyjama shirt.
"Is that an order, sir?", you grumble to yourself, mentally rolling your eyes at him as your fingers skim past the waistband of your shorts.
But eywa bless him to whatever heaven existed, this man was truly gifted with a body that served as material for your wettest dreams and dirtiest fantasies more than once before.
There had to be some rule against woman finding men around their fathers age hot. Men whose authority made them ten times more attractive, but just as annoying when they were treating you like a kid. Men that were exotic and alien and blue and tall and— There had to be some law that– that could protect you from the man that Jake Sully was. There had to be something in the books about dealing with this, with him. Especially if the only way you knew how to deal with whatever feelings you harbored for the much older ex-marine, was with busying your hands between your spread thighs.
Instantly, there’s this sensation, hot and burning and you allow it to rise within your core— allow it, and welcome it. You exhale softly, and the slick, wet feeling under your fingertips gives you a gratifying sense of accomplishment, fueling you to circle over your clit, gentle at first, but slowly adding more pressure over time. Your other hand clasps over your mouth, barely able to stifle a moan as the other finger that had been teasing your entrance slowly slips inside.
Breathlessly, you feel your head dip back further, as you recognize the heat slowly building, radiating from your core. Gyrating your hips, the feeling of wetness and pleasure builds within yourself, enough to make your hips buck up against your own hands. Thrusting your fingers in and out, you huff out a frustrated breath when you realize it’s not nearly enough to take the edge off.
Withdrawing your hands, you reach for your nightstand and pull the upper drawer open. It reveals a set of various toys, different colors and sizes, and you don’t need to think twice before you grab the biggest one and settle yourself back into the comfort of your pillow. It’s a blue dildo. Of-fucking-course.
It takes a few tries, the tension slips for a moment or two, but soon, you find the right angle to allow the slippery toy to slip inside and caress the spot you‘ve been seeking. More pleasure begins to wash over you, not unlike waves washing ashore, as you build up the tension your body craves you to chase. Your fingertips run in circles over your clit as you push the toy inside and angle it up, dragging the silicon tip along your soft, spongy walls and you moan, loud and wanton.
Your toes curl tightly as you approach what might just be the state of bliss you‘ve been seeking. The verge of Nirvana, quite literally, at your fingertips. Inhaling sharply, you feel that pleasure intensify and spread throughout your entire body. Your toes curl tighter, though you’re only vaguely aware of it for a moment.
Squeezing your eyes shut, your head lolls from side to side, before you pry your eyes open and glance between your spread thighs. The toy glistens in your arousal when you pull it out and your legs quiver when you push it back inside. In your lustful haze, it takes a few more thrusts, and then your eyes finally land on the door in front of your bed; widen open, with a big blue silhouette leaning against the metal frame, arms crossed over his chest and head tilted to the side in his telltale stance.
Your movements stop altogether.
"J-Jake!?" You shriek, clenching your thighs shut.
"Hey, sweetheart", he grins lazily, then pushes off the doorframe to approach you.
"What are you–"
"Thought I’d check on you", he cuts you off and the sway of his tail behind his back reminds you of a cat that just caught a mouse. "See if you arrived home safe and sound, and took care of that little problem how I told you to."
The mattress then dips as he puts a knee on top of it and reaches for your ankle. You squeak when he pulls your towards him with barely any effort, then spreads your thighs with his entirely too big hands on either one of your legs.
"Looks like you needed it bad, huh?", he chuckles and a deep flush of embarrassment settles on your face when he twists the toy inside you and then gently pulls it out. "But you could’ve just asked, you know? Instead of using these pathetic little toys. No wonder you’re always this pent up when that’s what you’re using."
The toys is tossed aside before you can open your mouth to object, your chest heaving in frantic pants as he kneels onto your bed with a creak of your old mattress.
"Jake..?", you whisper, the sudden, uncertain tone in your voice making him lick his lips in anticipation as you pushed yourself up on your elbows.
"Shhh, let daddy take care of you, yeah? Gonna relief some of that stress so my little brat knows how to behave again. That sound good?", he asked, with a fucking smug shit-eating grin. If only your face wasn’t bright red in flustered embarrassment, Jake would’ve taken the provocative roll of your eyes more seriously as you let yourself fall back against the sheets.
"Not a brat…", you mumble, but your eyebrows are only knit together for a second before they shoot up in surprise when grabs the underside of your knees and folds your legs so your ankles almost touch your ears. "F-Fucking, sh– ah!" The moan breaks out of you in a wheezed curse the very moment Jake’s tongue goes flat between your wet folds and his lips close around your clit.
He starts rather roughly, sucking hard on that little bundle of nerves until tears prick at the corner of your eyes. His tongue dips down to lap at your arousal, groaning against you as he pushes past your entrance and fucks you on his tongue. Your moans turn into wails, legs helplessly twitching as he keeps them bend to devour you.
You couldn’t hold out for long, not against the way he knowingly toyed with you, suckling and flicking over your clit, the strange growl he made between filthy slurps vibrating against it. You heard your own voice, a soft river of sounds, murmuring words that weren’t words, curses and moans as you felt the release start to pool in your belly, hot and tingling and restless. Until you couldn’t fight it anymore, thighs trembling around his face and you came with a gasp of his name.
But Jake doesn’t stop, doesn’t stop until your shaking from overstimulation, until your slick is running down his chin and even then, a desperate sound of frustration escapes you when he finally lifts his head up from between your thighs. The waves of your first orgasm had barely subsided, just to the point where your limbs felt heavy, your body drained and wrung out, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more, and it made him laugh, how needy you are.
"Noo", you complain, "don’t– don’t stop!"
"Ah, don’t worry sweetheart I’m only getting started", Jake promises with a dirty smile, shuffling his hips closer to yours before he pulls down his loincloth just enough to reveal his throbbing cock. There’s a certain glint in his eyes as he watches you swallow thickly at the sight. Fuck, he’s big.
"Been acting like such a desperate slut, rolling your eyes at me and talking back under your breath", he says lowly. Jake keeps you in this bend position, but takes hold of his cock at the very base before he drags his tip through your spit and arousal slicked folds. "Should’ve already put you in your place weeks ago", he goes on, "But I knew you just needed your needy little holes filled by a big cock, right?" He pauses for a second, and then you feel the mushroom-like tip prodding against your entrance. "Needed to be fucked like the slut you are. Don‘t worry, doll face. M‘gonna fuck you right to sleep, help you relax reaaal good." And then he pushes inside.
The stretch makes you choke on a scream that threatens to rise through your body and Jake groans at the suffocating heat around his length. "Shit baby, still so fuckin‘ tight, ain’t ya?"
Your hands reach out for his biceps, short nails digging into his skin, sinking crescents into the blue stripes on his arm, your whole body quivering, mind fuzzed with a long-forgotten drowsy sort of bliss.
"Feel me stretching you out? Those damn toys didn’t even loosen you up one bit." Jake grins. His lips are on yours then, his mouth claiming, and he swallows any sounds you might have made as you fit together like a hand in a too-small glove.
He moves, only a little, the springs groan and squeak as he rolls his hips, slow at first, then faster. Your lips are bruised by the time he breaks the kiss and his shoulders are scratched and he’s somehow even deeper, and then his thrusts turn harder.
He’s hot and heavy on top of you and it’s making you tingle and shiver all over.
Jake fucks you with precision, the tip of his cock hammers against your cervix, dragging along your g-spot on the way and it makes your eyes roll all the back inside your head.
"Yeah, that’s how it’s supposed to feel", he chuckles, the sound cutting off into a low groan as he licks away the spit from your bottom lip. "Look at my little slut drooling fr‘me."
Your wet, velvety-like walls are heavenly, warm and constricting him and getting even tighter when he increases his pace. In no time, you were all but melting in his hold, moaning out nonsense that was like music to his ears. Every time Jake’s cock brushed against your g-spot, your moans turned louder and your toes curled into your soles.
"Jesus, baby. You feel so good around me, perfect little cock sleeve."
The sounds he knocked out of you with the sheer force of his thrusts soon turn needy and higher pitched, as he was driving you over the edge faster than you could even proceed it.
"T-There, fuck Jake, right- right there", you mewl, sucking in your bottom lip between your teeth. The man above you groans, half a grin pulling at the corner of his lips before he aims his hips to hit that spongey spot inside you even harder.
"Where, here? That your special spot, hm?"
"Uh-huh, yes! Yes, fucking shi– oh my god!" Your walls pulsate around him, squeezing and clenching his shaft. God, you were so close it almost hurt.
"Hmh, can feel you clenching, baby. You like it that much?", Jake chuckled, and you could only muster the strength to nod weakly. "Gonna come fr‘me, yeah?"
His hips only increased their pace from there, taking you harder, hands holding you tighter, tail coiling around your ankle to spread your legs impossibly wider and you felt so full, it was hard to imagine that there was any more room inside you, not even for his cum. And that thought alone was enough to tip you over the edge with a full body shiver.
His name falls from your spit slicked lips in incoherent brabbles and moans, greedily pleading for more, more more, until—
"Coming! I‘m coming!"
"Look at you", Jake mutters and he sounds so wrecked, so reverent and pleased with himself. "Gorgeous, so pretty when you come on my cock, sweetheart. You needed this, didn’t you? Good girl, you’re doing so good.”
Jake certainly knows what he’s talking about because if only there was a mirror where you could see yourself– You looked completely obscene, folded like a little pretzel, skin flushed with exertion and sheened with sweat while your hair is matted on your forehead. There’s saliva pooling at the corners of your mouth from where you had been unashamedly panting, lips red and plump from kissing and sucking on his tongue.
“My perfect little slut.” Jake pants out, snapping his hips ruthlessly into you, helping you ride out your orgasm.
Jesus, you were a real sight. It makes his balls tighten up and his cock throb inside you.
He was drinking up every sweet little moan and gasp he elicited out of you like this, groaning, before he finally pumped you full of his hot cum, until it leaked out around his girth. "Oh, fuck", Jake murmured and he sounded so far away, thick and rough. Your pussy squelched as he continued to lazily thrust into you. He groans, shattered, hips fucking erratically until they still deep inside you and the tight walls of your cunt milk his cock until he’s completely spent.
It’s only now that you realize how god damn heavy this man was on top of you. Thankfully Jake rolled off before you had to start gasping too badly for air, leaving your front feeling impossibly cold.
"And? Feeling relaxed?" He chuckled, rolling over to pull the blanket over the both of you before he tugs you close against his chest.
"Shut up…", you make out roughly and it’s only then that you realize, you had screamed yourself hoarse. You want to roll your eyes at him, but they unwillingly flutter closed before you can even try to.
"Told ya‘ I’ll fuck you to sleep, kid."
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Hi ❤️ hope you are doing wel today.
I keep thinking about DILF!Jake.
Like going to the local pool or beach with your little family, and Jake being in the water with your kids and you watching them from the side while trying to sunbathe.
BUT!!!
While you are sunbathing, Jake keeps an eye on you too because he sees how other men look at you especially when a man (who is younger than Jake) tries to flirt with you.
-✨️Anon
hi my beloved anon!! thank you so much, and yourself!! 🥹💖
NOOO CAUSE THIS IS THE THING THAT GETS ME MOST TOO
you love watching him playing with your kids in the pool, he’s throwing them around his shoulders and doing handstands with them. but you’re not an idiot, you can see how the other mums are looking at him with his golden tan and washboard abs, and he can see the exact same when the younger life guard tries to flirt with you.
he’s coming out of the pool with kids on each arm, wrapping them up in their towels and sauntering over to the young kid, puffing out his chest.
“need something son?”
“i was just asking this lady if she wanted more shade.”
“i think my wife, is perfectly fine.” pronouncing the word ‘wife’ proudly.
if you were then to make a comment about how you noticed the other mums looking his way at the pool, he just leans into your ear and whispers, “i bet their husbands can’t make them come three times around their cock.”
later that night when the kids are in bed, he’s taking you against the kitchen counter, reminding you how gorgeous you looked at the pool today and how lucky he is to have you all to himself.
tee hee
thank you so so much for this dear anon!!! mwah!!! 💌💖
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