nightpitt

hi, sweet girl!! you caught me at the right time because i am SO READY FOR THIS!! <3

contains: older bf! jack, horny gf! reader, big age gap because we can, jack has ed (but that'll never stop you), daddy kink! (bc i know moot loves >:3), lots of kisses, thigh riding, finger sucking, use of dildo (i'm SO geeked AAAAA)

word count: 992 :D (apologies if i got carried away)

it's no secret that jack isn't exactly a spring chicken anymore. he's getting older, and his body isn't as resilient as it once used to be. that could be difficult, especially having you, his much younger girlfriend. your sex drive was something he admired, but definitely not something he could keep up with anymore. his erectile dysfunction was starting to get the best of him. he felt terrible that he just couldn't get it up for you, despite how fucking perfect you always were for him.

he had to reassure you many times, since you were afraid it was because he wasn't attracted to you anymore. on the contrary, seeing the way you were desperate to find any other way to get off with him, it made him feel wanted... which is how you got to where you are now. your mouths are colliding, saliva dripping down both of your chins as your tongues tangle with one another. you are whining into his open mouth while he grinds you down against his lap.

despite the lack of a bulge between his thighs, the friction from your barely-covered pussy against his flaccid cock through his sweatpants was still enough.

"shit, baby- 's not gonna happen tonight. 'm sorry..."

he pants against your cheek as you trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down his jawline and neck. you pull back giving him a soft kiss to the tip of his nose.

"don't say sorry... just wanna feel you."

he nods, pulling you back to him and shoving his tongue right back in your mouth. you moan loudly at the lewd noises of him licking around in your mouth like it was his day job.

"let me see that pretty tongue, princess."

you stick out your tongue as instructed and he sucks on it just the way he knew you liked it. not everyone got to say that just making out with their lover could be their undoing. but for the two of you and your mutual oral fixations, the sky was the fucking limit. you manage to squirm around a bit, straddling one of his thighs. as soon as you start to grind against it, his grip is bruising on your hips, adding more pressure against your sensitive clit.

"open, say aaa."

he watches you, one of his hands coming up to your mouth. you open your mouth and he slides two fingers in. he groans, feeling your tongue swirling around his digits while you're still riding his thigh. you whimper against his fingers, feeling yourself gettling close already. you suck on them enthusiastically, more spit pooling at the corners of your lips.

"messy fucking girl, look at you. daddy's fingers taste that good?"

you whine and nod, the sound reverberating through his hand. it's not until his entire hand is covered in your drool that he finally removes his hand. your moans are getting louder, your hips twitching as you grind down on his clothed thigh. you're clenching around nothing at this point, so desperately needing his cock inside of you. but, as suspected, the thing still hadn't budged.

suddenly, a bright idea popped into your head.

"the drawer..."

you pant, pointing toward your nightstand. you had a plethora of sex toys hidden in there, but there was one you particularly had in mind.

"what do you want from it? use your words."

he rasps in your ear, holding you close as you try to catch your breath.

"the- the blue one... the one that's shaped like you."

oh yeah, one of your birthday presents from him. a dildo that was made using a mold of your older boyfriend's stupidly thick cock.

his expression darkens, a knowing smirk spreading across his lips.

"close enough to the real thing, huh? such a smart girl."

he presses a kiss to your forehead, holding onto your hips as you lean over and open the drawer. you hand it over to him as he helps you lie back on the bed. he gently pulls your panties down your legs, discarding them to the side. he drags the blue silicone through your wet folds, realizing rather quickly that you wouldn't even have to worry about lube.

"all of this for me? you sure do know how to spoil daddy, sweetheart."

you whine as the tip of it rubs against your aching clit, head falling back against the sheets. he lies down next to you on his side, pressing a kiss to your lips. mid-kiss, he shoves the tip inside of you, causing you to gasp. he takes advantage of your parted mouth, his greedy tongue slipping in once again. once it's fully inside of you, he's thrusting it rather quickly in and out of you.

"s-so much, daddy. slow down... please."

you whine softly, your head resting against his chest.

"you can take it, just like you take the real one."

he spoke encouragingly, watching the way your thighs trembled as he continues to thrust the dildo inside you.

"don't worry, baby. as soon as the real one is ready, you'll get all of it."

you clench around the silicone toy at the thought of being able to take his actual cock soon. your eyes roll into the back of your head as his free hand slides down between you and rubs furious circles into your clit. you couldn't even form a sentence at this point, cock drunk and it wasn't even the real thing.

"atta girl... that's it, you can cum on this cock too, can't ya?"

you nod shakily, moaning against his chest. before long, you're finally crashing over the edge. your slick was pooling around your ass and onto the sheets, and you swear a toy has never felt that good until now. he gently removes the toy from you, wrapping his big, strong arms around you and peppering kisses all over your face.

"you did so fucking good, baby. take every cock of mine like a champ."

a/n: EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU EMMY FOR THE LOVELY REQUEST!!!! <33333

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N it's sooo cute...he's all pink in the face, lips swollen from where you two had been sharing kisses on your couch, eyes pleading for more, his labored breath coming in hot puffs against your face as he refuses to ask when he clearly wants it... doesn't even cross his mind that he can ask, really.

"Andy~" You murmur all sweet from where you'd been sitting pretty in his lap, your arms slung around his neck like you own him. "Don't you wanna touch me, baby?"

Because, see, you're awfully touchy about big, brawny Pope. You have been since the moment you got together, driving him fucking crazy with your coy touches and caresses. One of your hands busies itself cards through his auburn curls, the other fiddling with the top button of his shirt, loving the way he's riling himself up so quick at some kisses and touches. The way his hips buck up in short, aborted thrusts and his breath stutters something awful when you plant slow, lipgloss sticky kisses up his jaw.

N poor, sweet, shy Pope who's thick cock is twitching and leaking pre under your ass, who's hands are itching to grab at you and flip you over the arm of the couch, who's so loyal to you that he'd rather bust his pants untouched than risk scaring you with an unwanted touch, grunting out in that low monotone voice of his "You never said I can.." all shakey n a bit pitched...😋

Oh and when you give the go ahead, more than eager to have his rough paws on you? Best believe he's taking handfuls, straight grabbing. Gripping both your asscheeks like they're gold, squeezing n kneading, pushing your panties to the side so he can get to the good stuff immediately. Delights in hearing your moans in his ear as he guides you to grind against his throbbing length, teeth itching bad to sink into the soft flesh of your shoulder as his body starts to buzz so he settles for sloppy, open mouthed smooches instead...fingers dug so deep in your soft thighs that you'll definitely be seeing purple finger bruises for daysss after.

tell me you love it. tell me it made you slam your laptop shut. tell me you brought it up at your college lecture about kink. key smash in all caps. quote the passage that made you think. i promise, we’ll love it.

jack abbot who really likes to perv on his girl. he doesn't care when or where, he's grabbing a handful of ass if you're beside him. it's not his fault that your ass looks so soft in those leggings and begging to be grabbed. he especially likes date nights when you're wearing a little black dress for him. maybe it's got some low cuts on the side or front and his finger tips are grazing the bits of plump skin so gently. he certainly doesn't care when you're at a fancy bar standing between his legs while he's kissing down your neck, reaching behind to squeeze your ass between his hands. his lips and scruff dragging further across your skin, alcohol make your head feel like fuzz and skin tingle when jack's tongue dips out as he leaves a wet kiss on cleavage. your trying to suppress the squeal in your throat has your hand digs into his hair, tangling in those grey curls. his other is keeping your hip steady. "such a sweet girl, letting an old man like me paw at you like this..." he's murmuring against your ear.