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You can call me artist (artist). You can call me idol (idol).

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you're back🥹❤️❤️❤️❤️ how are you?

YES!!! i am doing fine bb gorgeous how are you!!?

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DAWG IM NEW TO YOUR ACCOUNT AND I LOVED YOUR WORK SO I WAS SO SAD I THOUGHT YOU ABANDONED THIS ACCOUNT FOREVER WELCOME BACK😭😭

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[ # 𝟐𝟓 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 ]

⚠︎ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | Smut, Dilf! Aged Up! Jungkook (ft. Dilf! Aged Up! Taehyung), Daddy Kink, Infidelity, Unprotected Sex, Size Kink, Orgasm Control, Spanking, Dacryphilia, Finger Sucking, Creampie, Solo (f)

"This hurts me more than it hurts you, baby." Mr. Jeon whispered in your ear.

Your arousal was dripping down Mr. Jeon's cock and onto his dress pants. "Daddy, p-please~" you tried to beg. "No, no, no, baby," he tsked "M'not gonna fuck you until Mr. Kim gives the okay, okay?"

This is what you get for trying to flirt with Mr. Kim Taehyung himself. In your defense, you just wanted to make Mr. Jeon jealous.

Picking up his phone, Mr. Jeon dialed Mr. Kim.

"Hey, Kook," you heard him greet through the phone. "Hey, Taehyung, just wanted to know how long it would be until my baby could get a fuck." he questioned so casually despite the not-so casual situation. Mr. Kim said something to your dear Mr. Jeon that you were too hazy to understand, you just knew when he hung up the phone.

Moving a strand of hair out of your face, Mr. Jeon looked at you with a huge smirk on his face. "Fuck yourself on my cock."

You blinked at him a few times before beginning to bounce up and down on his length. Your moans rang loud in his room, finally being able to feel Mr. Jeon deep in your guts. The hiss Mr. Jeon let out between his teeth drove you to bounce faster, your cunt was gushing out arousal at this point. "Daddy~" you moaned out, you were sure drool was dripping from a corner of your mouth.

"Just like that, doll," he praised, leaving hickeys all over your tits as he held them in the palm of his hands. "Please...p-please," you begged under your breath, unbuttoning Mr. Jeon's polo shirt and lifting it above his head.

Seeing Mr. Jeon's chest caused the urge to cum to grow inside of you, the oh-so familiar knot in your stomach was forming—threatening to unknot itself at any given moment. "Mister...Mister..." you blabbered on, your head feeling hazy as your hands were on his chest. "Daddy, m'gonna c-cream your...awe~" you whined loudly, Mr. Jeon had lifted you off his dick.

Smiling, he looked at your wet little cunt pulse around nothing. "Dirty baby," he scoffed, landing a harsh spank to your ass, reddening the flesh. His wedding ring leaving a certain mark on your ass.

Carrying you out of his study, he set you down on his bed and immediately laid his cock atop your tummy. Never had you realized just how far Mr. Jeon could reach into you. "See that, doll? Huh?"

"Mhm"

"That's how far Daddy's gonna fuck you, but are you gonna cum?" he taunted, expecting you to answer. "No," you said, heat rushing to your face. "And why not?" Mr. Jeon asked, fully knowing the reason why. "Because I...I was a..." you trailed off, far too embarrassed to even say the word. "You were a what? Fuckin' spit it out before I fuck the damn answer out of you."

"I was a...I was a whore."

"Exactly, and who did you flirt with?"

"Mr. Kim."

"Why the hell did you flirt with him, huh?" Mr. Jeon pressed on, the tip of his cock slowly sliding inside your narrow hole. "Why. Did. You?"

"Wanted...W-Wanted your attention, Daddy," you answered with complete honesty. "You wanted my attention?" he laughed, his thumbs landing on the area where his dick poked out of your skin. "So fuckin' small," he groaned under his breath, grabbing your hand he placed it exactly where his cock poked out.

"Feel me, baby. Feel where Daddy's fuckin' your little hole so well." he practically groaned into your ear. You swallowed, hard. Your orgasm was coming again, it was coming too quickly for your own liking at your walls felt one of Mr. Jeon's veins.

"Gonna...g-gonna," you began, Mr. Jeon shoved two of his fingers in your mouth letting you swirl your tongue all over the digits, letting you slobber all over him. "Don't cum, baby. Don't wanna be bad for me, do you?"

You shook your head, sheepishly meeting Mr. Jeon's eyes. "That's what I thought, don't wanna disappoint Daddy, do you?"

You shook your head again, Mr. Jeon gave you a smile of approval. Seeing you like this under him made his heart swell with nothing but pride.

In this moment he realized that he would do anything for you. Odd timing, he knows.

"Fuck," he cursed, his hips stuttering so perfectly "Daddy's gonna cum inside you, 'kay?"

You hummed around his fingers, ready to take all of his cum in your hole. You yourself hadn't even cam yet.

"Gonna fill this cunt up~" he cooed, his words turning into a groan as he released all his cum straight into your pussy. The tip of his dick kissed your cervix in the process making tears fall as you cried out around Mr. Jeon's fingers.

With a chuckle, he pulled his fingers out from your mouth.

"Daddy, I haven't cum yet~" you whined, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close. He smiled, "Use your fingers, little girl—Daddy wants to watch."

You looked at him with wide eyes as all he did was wink, getting up to change into sweatpants. Once changed, he sat in the chair across his bed and watched your fingers shove up into your cum filled cunt. Your free hand rubbed your clit quickly. Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, feeling your orgasm arrive quicker than you'd like.

"Beg. Beg to cum."

More tears flowed down your cheeks inflating Mr. Jeon's ego even more, if that could be done. "Please! Please Daddy~ Let me cum, m'pussy needs it~ I'm sorry," you sniffed, every word leaving your mouth coming out as a slurred moan. "I won't...w-won't flirt with Mister...M-mister Kim ever...ever again~" you cried out, pretty tears falling and falling from your face.

To say Mr. Jeon was satisfied was an understatement, his heart swelled with pride. "You can cum, angel."

With his stamp of approval, more tears fell from your face as you felt your own walls pulse around your fingers. More and more cum dripped down your hand and onto the bedsheets.

Mr. Jeon walked over to you as you tried to catch your breath. He picked you up and placed you near his cock as he got comfortable. He took you with him as he got comfortable underneath his covers.

"Y'know, you're gonna prove how much you want me," Mr. Jeon said with a smile, pulling down his sweatpants and sinking you down his cock. "Stay like this all night and I'll get a divorce just for you."

"What about you?" you asked rather innocently despite his and your cum dripping down his cock, your heart racing in your chest at the thought of Mr. Jeon being completely yours. His heart raced too, he had a slight blush to his cheeks at the thought. He still answered you, pushing his future reality aside for a moment.

"Oh I could stay like this for twenty-four hours, baby."

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[ 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 ]

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Smut (18+), Dilf! Stepdad! Aged Up! Jungkook, Stepcest, Infidelity, Cheating, Daddy Kink, Corruption Kink, Dacryphilia, Dry Humping, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Creampies, Finger Sucking, Face Fucking, Swallowing

Jungkook had a such knack for playing dumb, it just made everything enjoyable to him. Especially around you—your reactions were priceless. Your eyes would widen, your face would heat up, he loved it. He loved it all.

Your mother wasn’t going to be home for a few months, so Jungkook took her absence as a sign to finally remodel his house. He also took it as a sign to make you his lovely assistant.

Jungkook enjoyed messing with your head as he changed the cabinets, doorknobs, the sink faucets, tables—anywhere. And the counters—oh the counters.

“I’m sure these counters’ll be used by us soon” he smiled with a glint in those brown eyes of his. “Used by us?” you questioned, not understanding.

Or at least not understanding—yet.

Much like the renovation plan Jungkook had for the house, he had a plan for you and him.

But now he was adding a new desk in his office, and as always you were dragged along.

That plain white t-shirt of Mr. Jeon's did nothing in terms of hiding his large muscles as he hammered a nail in place. How could he stand there in all his sweaty glory and still look like some Hollywood movie star? All you could do is stand there, holding the rest of the small pieces of metal in your hand.

“Could you hand me another nail?” he questioned. Without hesitation—you did. Looking down at you as you gave him the nail, he shot you such a charming grin that would make anyone melt. “Thank you, sweetheart.” said, winking at you. “So good for me” he murmured before going back to his work. “So, so good”

All you could do was stand there, burning up.

Jungkook smiled on the inside at the way your expression changed ever so slightly. He knew one thing about you very well—he affected you. He affected you so, so much. But after all, that was his perfect plan.

Later that evening, you’d catch him lounging on his new couch with his chin resting on his hand. His other hand was occupied holding a cup of coffee.

Who drinks coffee at ten at p.m?

Mr. Jeon's eyes were trained on your form, following every move you made towards him. He set his coffee down the moment you stood in front of him to hold your wrists, pulling you to his thighs. Bringing his lips to your ear, you felt his breath against your neck. “Do you like me, baby?”

His question caught you off guard. “Y-yes?” you answered timidly. “Yes?” Mr. Jeon repeated. “So how about…” he paused, trailing off. “Do you want me?”

“Want you?” you questioned him, clearly not expecting the blunt question you’d been dying to ask him all along.

Mr. Jeon rolled his eyes and tsked, “Oh don’t think I’m dumb—I see the way you look at me. You look at my hands, look at my lips, look at my thighs,” Your face was practically burning under his gaze. “And don’t get me started on what I hear from your bedroom”

He knows about the bedroom?

Mr. Jeon was rubbing the back of your neck endearingly as he continued. “You sounded so pretty moaning my name like that” he smiled “Wanna hear you, baby. Will you let me?”

You decided to make eye contact with the man who probably knows more that you expected. Slowly, you nodded. “Yeah?” he questioned gently, just to make sure. The nod you gave him back ensured your answer.

“Oh, baby” he groaned before bringing your lips to his.

You swore your eyes rolled to the back of your head the moment he kissed you. Had he wanted this as much as you, maybe even more? You decided it didn’t matter as your hands found their way to his salt and pepper hair. The kiss made you gasp for air.

Mr. Jeon's thumb hooked in-between your shorts, pulling the clothing off you successfully. The feeling of his clothed boner made you moan into the now make-out session between the both of you.

Much to Mr. Jeon's disappointment, you pulled away first. Although, he wouldn’t be disappointed for long.

“Daddy~” you whined, still gripping his hair while placing kisses on his neck “please touch me”

Mr. Jeon smiled at your neediness, opting to take you to his bedroom.

Setting you down on his bed, he removed the rest of your clothes. “So pretty, baby” he praised, taking in your form. Laying a hand on your thigh, he spread your legs open for him. “You want Daddy to touch you, baby?” You nodded, desperately needing something—anything.

Mr. Jeon rubbed his middle finger up and down your aching heat before slipping it inside you. Attempting to slide in his ring finger, he shifted his gaze to your face. Your bottom lip was tucked in-between your teeth as you watched his finger dip inside you.

Wetness coated Mr. Jeon's fingers as he fastened his pace. Your hand made its way to his wrist in an attempt to help relieve some of the pleasure you got from him. You hadn’t felt like this before—the pleasure was almost too much. Mr. Jeon could tell.

From the way your moans rang loudly in his ears to seeing tears threaten to fall from your eyes—he knew.

Your moans grew into broken mewls for him. “D-Daddy…m'gonna c-cum”. Mr. Jeon's fingers curled, “You’re gonna cum?”. With your bottom lip still tucked in your teeth, you grinned and nodded at him.

Slowly pulling his fingers out, he was amused at your whines and protests. “M'sorry, angel” he apologized “Want you to cum on my dick though”. His words made your ears perk up, you wanted his dick so badly. You almost felt like you couldn’t wait anymore.

Tugging on his boxers, Mr. Jeon yanked them down, letting it pool at his ankles before he stepped out of it. He kept that thin sleeveless shirt of his on though—he enjoys the idea of you being completely nude and him somewhat clothed. If you ask, he doesn’t really know why.

But maybe he does.

Placing your attention onto Mr. Jeon, your eyes flew to his dick. It was hard and leaking pre-cum on his shirt. Taking in your reaction, Mr. Jeon smirked darkly. He flipped you over, letting him have a full view of your cunt as the top half of your body laid down his bed. Giving your ass a spank, he gripped the base of his cock and rubbed the tip up and down your sopping hole. You let out a small whimper, fueling Mr. Jeon's urge to fuck you even more.

Lining the tip up with your hole, he pushed in letting you try your best and adjust to his size.

On the other hand, you felt his cock stretching out your hole. The stretch made you moan—you loved the feeling. At this point, you were worried he wouldn’t fit. “Daddy,” you whimpered, trying your best not to moan “W-what if you c-can’t fit”

Mr. Jeon's eyes landed on yours as he was pushing his dick into you with utmost concentration. He knew you were tight—just maybe not this tight. But your question certainly had an answer, an answer he might enjoy as a matter of fact. “Oh, my baby~” he cooed “Then Daddy’ll just have to make it fit”

His words shot butterflies into your tummy.

Gripping your hips, Mr. Jeon rammed his pelvis straight into your hips. His action caused tears to fall from your face.

Grabbing onto the sheets, more tears fell from your face. “D-Daddy’s so big” you moaned, your mind clouded from how big his dick is. “Daddy dick’s big, baby?” You nodded your head, too hazy to speak. Mr. Jeon's dick shoved deeper into you, “Bet you like Daddy’s big cock, don’t you like it when I stretch you out?”

The only thing that left your mouth were moans, but Jungkook needed an answer. Pulling on your hair, your teary eyes looked back at him. “You like it when Daddy fucks you with his big cock?”

“Uh-huh” you mewled. Drool was falling from your mouth while Mr. Jeon's hand wrapped around your neck, letting go of your hair. The new grip let his cock ram into you deeper than before. You let out little squeaks that developed into cries out of his name. “That’s what I like to hear, angel,” Jungkook groaned.

Letting out a particularly high moan, your fingernails dug into the palm of your hands. “Daddy!” you cried out pathetically “M'gonna cum f-for you”

“You’re gonna cum for me?” Mr. Jeon questioned back, teasing you a little. “Y-yes…Yes! Just for you Daddy, please!” Bending down, he placed kisses on your neck. “Go ahead, cum for me, baby. Cream Daddy’s cock”

You did as he said, his cock sending you over the edge. Your toes curled as more and more tears flowed down your face. Broken cries for Mr. Jeon left your pretty lips while white liquid appeared on his cock. The sight makes Jungkook have to cum too.

Slamming your hips against his, white strings of cum filled your pussy to the brim. Mr. Jeon's head was thrown back, he groaned deeply as he shot his cum inside your throbbing pussy.

Pulling out, thick white cum leaked from your cunt onto your thighs. Gathering some up with his fingers, he held it up to your lips. “Suck on em’, baby”. Looking up at him with teary eyes, you fulfilled his intention. Your tongue swirled around his digits, licking them clean, tasting your cum mixed with his.

Jungkook picked up your panties off the floor and used to cloth to wipe away the mess of cum the both of you’d made. Your panties were now unmistakably wet—too bad. It’s not like you’d honestly be needing them anymore. Jungkook tucked you under the covers with him and kissed you goodnight despite you already being fast asleep in his arms. Your tear stained cheeks were so cute to him, he observed as you fell asleep in his arms.

The next morning you made it to the bathroom before Mr. Jeon.

“Mornin’, baby” His groggy voice startles you as he enters his bathroom, not bothering to kick the door shut behind him like usual. His big arms found your waist, hugging you from behind. He groans a little when his chin lands on your shoulder. He let out a yawn, “Woke up so early, angel” Meeting your eyes in the mirror, his seductive gaze threw you off. “Such a shame you didn’t wake me up with you,” he cooed “Normally wake up earlier but…you certainly seemed to- well, I’m sure you know.” he chuckled.

His words always left you so tongue tied, even now.

Mr. Jeon sounds like he’s high, or maybe drunk even. If anything he could confirm he’s probably high on you—it’s just his morning voice.

You finished brushing your teeth, trying to deny that you’re horny for your own step-father at only nine a.m.

Jungkook's hooded eyes meet yours once more. Lifting your shirt up, he discovered the lack of panties underneath. “D-Daddy I-”

He smiled, “Wearing my shirt with nothin’ under?”

He lifted your body up onto the bathroom counter. “Wanted a round two this morning…”

Jungkook lifted your shirt above your tits, giving him a full view of your chest. Taking your now hardened nipple in his fingers, he tweaked it. The action caused a broken whimper to escape your lips. “So pretty,” Mr. Jeon groaned under his breath. Parting your legs, he noticed your wetness dripping on his counters. Reaching in his boxers, he pulled out his dick and slowly pushed it inside you. Much to his slight delight—you still weren’t used to his size. You weren’t sure you’d ever get used to him.

You threw your head back, feeling Mr. Jeon's dick brush against your cervix. He felt it too, his hips stuttered—"Awe, am I that deep inside your little pussy, baby?“

He smiled tiredly, your chest was heaving up and down so prettily as he fucked you. Jungkook's fast paced thrusts turned long and drawn out. You gasped when you felt the oh-so familiar knot form in your stomach. Your hand found its way to your boob, kneading the flesh. "Daddy!” Your head bumped against the mirror. Your back was arching as you clenched down on Mr. Jeon's cock. Your cunt was clenched around his cock so tightly, he wasn’t sure if he could move.

He watched with his mouth slightly hung open, his lips found your neck as he plants kisses all over you through your orgasm.

Jungkook hissed as he starts to move again, but he’s met with his own high, shooting ribbons of thick white liquid in your hole. Giving two last thrusts, he pulls out letting all his cum drip from your pretty cunt. His finger pushed his cum back inside you before he helped you down from the counter. Yanking his shirt off you, he turned on the shower.

“We’re gonna shower.”

Later that day, Mr. Jeon was doing some of the few paperwork he had to do. It wasn’t much—he was on vacation after all. Instead of dressing in his usual lounge wear, he wore the outfit he’d wear to work which comprised of a white button down shirt tucked into dress pants. You always thought his dress pants hugged his thighs nicely.

He sat at his desk, manspreading as he signed off papers with his signature when you walked in. You stood behind him looking at the papers with him.

Wrapping his arm around your waist, he pulled you closer until you sat on his thigh. Giving you a kiss on your neck, his eyes were still glued to the paper he was reading. “What’s up, buttercup?” he asked. You gave him a sigh as a response.

“I’m bored.”

“You’re bored?” he asked, raising his eyebrows but eyes still trained on the paper in front of him. You wished his eyes were trained on the person in front of him. “Mhm” you answered back, resting your head in the crook of his neck placing no distance between your bodies. Jungkook wanted to give you attention—he wanted to give you attention so badly that he was so close to forgetting about the papers. But Jungkook had such a knack for playing dumb, and he wanted to know how far you’d go just for him.

Mr. Jeon looked at you briefly. “Then find something to do” he said nonchalant, placing a quick kiss to your nose.

College assignments were due weeks from now and you didn’t feel like participating in group discussions either.

Suddenly, your interest pointed to his neck tie. You yanked on it, wrapping it around your hand and tugging on it causing Mr. Jeon to slightly move. His expression never faltered—he glanced at you once and went back to signing that paper.

You had enough of being ignored.

“Y'know, Daddy, there’s this boy at my campus” you said as if it wouldn’t affect Mr. Jeon. His eye brow perked up as he signed off another paper.

“A boy? What’s his name?”

“Name’s Jaemin. I- I Think he’s cute, he asked me to get coffee with him later” you continued, twirling his graying hair in your finger. “Later as in?” he questioned with a slight smile on his face, but he was burning up on the inside despite knowing exactly what you were doing.

“I think he wanted to go at around…seven?”

“Seven?” Mr. Jeon questioned, taken aback.

“Mhm—seven”

“I-Isn’t that a little late to get coffee?” he questioned again, taking his glasses off and setting them down. You shrugged, “Dunno, you’re still drinking coffee at ten. Don’t see why not.”

Jungkook blinked a few times, furrowing his eyebrows. “No, you’re not going out.” You mimicked what any twenty-something year old girl your age would do when their parent denied them from seeing someone they were interested in—"What do you mean no?“

Taking your wrists in his hands, Mr. Jeon spoke softly to you. "You’re not going out because I said so. After all, I pay for the insurance of your car.”

“But Daddy I-” You were cut off by a sharp spank to your ass.

Taking your face in his hands, Mr. Jeon spoke firmly to you. “You’re not going out and that’s the end of it.” he saw through your little game anyways, it was pretty clear to him. “Besides, I know you just want Daddy’s attention. Isn’t that right?”

Your lips parted, how did he see right through you?

“You’re so cute” he cooed, placing little pecks on your lips. You pouted, “M'still bored, though”

“Well I think I could fix that” he smiled ominously.

You buried your head between his neck and shoulder, “I’ll do anything, just don’t wanna be so bored”

“Anything?” he asked. You gave him a lazy nod.

He hummed, lifting the hem of your shirt slightly.

Technically—it was his shirt.

What he discovered brought him amusement. “No panties,” he chuckled “as expected”.

You exuded embarrassment at his words. Lifting your shirt above your head, Mr. Jeon had the only piece of clothing you had on in his hands. He scanned your body up and down with a small smirk on his face. “You’re so pretty, baby,” he cooed, pecking your neck and chest with kisses. “Baby’s the prettiest I’ve ever seen.”

“Wanna touch you, Daddy” you whined breathlessly. “You wanna touch Daddy?” he said with a grin on his face “go ahead and get on your knees for me then.”

You did as he said. Eager to please him, you sank to your knees. You watched in need as Mr. Jeon unbuckled his pants and pulled out his already hard dick from your ass rubbing against him.

“C'mere, baby. Don’t be shy.”

Letting you come closer, Mr. Jeon tapped the head of his cock against your bottom lip before sliding it down your throat. One of his hands held the back of your head as the other guided his dick down. Your eyes pricked with tears when the head pushed past your gag reflex. You rested your hand on his thigh to support your body when Mr. Jeon began thrusting his dick in and out of your mouth roughly.

He hissed between his teeth when your whimpers and the sounds of you choking on his dick filled the room. Tears were falling down your face the next time you looked up at him—you quickly reverted your eyes in embarrassment. “Ah, ah, ah, baby” Mr. Jeon chuckled roughly “Look at Daddy when he fucks your little m-mouth”.

Looking up at him, your teary gaze struggled to train on him. Tears continued to fall and fall from your eyes, “Baby looks so fuckin’ pretty when she cries, tears falling down your cheeks ‘n everything”

His dick felt so heavy in your mouth, you felt your wetness drip onto your thighs at the realization.

“Fuck” Mr. Jeon groaned, his grip tightening as he felt like he could cum any second.

“Gonna cum in your mouth, angel”. Quickly pulling out, he stroked his cock before all his cum landed in your mouth. As if it was second-nature to you, and much to Mr. Jeon's surprise, you swallowed.

A breathy chuckle left his lips, “What a little slut”

Readjusting his pants, he cleaned himself back up as if nothing happened. He helped you back up onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Feeling tired, Mr. Jeon threw his head back in his chair. Immediately, he noticed something. The finishing touch to his plan of remodeling his house. “Wanna help me paint the walls?” he asked, getting excited over the thought of dragging you around the house with him once more. You sighed with a smile on your face as you toyed with the collar of his button-up shirt.

“I’d rather you paint my walls,” you said, looking up at him through your lashes.

“Your walls? We’d paint all the walls though- Oh.”

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[97ft]

[ 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 ]

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Smut (18+), Dilf! Stepdad! Aged Up! Jungkook, Stepcest, Infidelity, Cheating, Daddy Kink, Corruption Kink, Dacryphilia, Dry Humping, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Creampies, Finger Sucking, Face Fucking, Swallowing

Jungkook had a such knack for playing dumb, it just made everything enjoyable to him. Especially around you—your reactions were priceless. Your eyes would widen, your face would heat up, he loved it. He loved it all.

Your mother wasn’t going to be home for a few months, so Jungkook took her absence as a sign to finally remodel his house. He also took it as a sign to make you his lovely assistant.

Jungkook enjoyed messing with your head as he changed the cabinets, doorknobs, the sink faucets, tables—anywhere. And the counters—oh the counters.

“I’m sure these counters’ll be used by us soon” he smiled with a glint in those brown eyes of his. “Used by us?” you questioned, not understanding.

Or at least not understanding—yet.

Much like the renovation plan Jungkook had for the house, he had a plan for you and him.

But now he was adding a new desk in his office, and as always you were dragged along.

That plain white t-shirt of Mr. Jeon's did nothing in terms of hiding his large muscles as he hammered a nail in place. How could he stand there in all his sweaty glory and still look like some Hollywood movie star? All you could do is stand there, holding the rest of the small pieces of metal in your hand.

“Could you hand me another nail?” he questioned. Without hesitation—you did. Looking down at you as you gave him the nail, he shot you such a charming grin that would make anyone melt. “Thank you, sweetheart.” said, winking at you. “So good for me” he murmured before going back to his work. “So, so good”

All you could do was stand there, burning up.

Jungkook smiled on the inside at the way your expression changed ever so slightly. He knew one thing about you very well—he affected you. He affected you so, so much. But after all, that was his perfect plan.

Later that evening, you’d catch him lounging on his new couch with his chin resting on his hand. His other hand was occupied holding a cup of coffee.

Who drinks coffee at ten at p.m?

Mr. Jeon's eyes were trained on your form, following every move you made towards him. He set his coffee down the moment you stood in front of him to hold your wrists, pulling you to his thighs. Bringing his lips to your ear, you felt his breath against your neck. “Do you like me, baby?”

His question caught you off guard. “Y-yes?” you answered timidly. “Yes?” Mr. Jeon repeated. “So how about…” he paused, trailing off. “Do you want me?”

“Want you?” you questioned him, clearly not expecting the blunt question you’d been dying to ask him all along.

Mr. Jeon rolled his eyes and tsked, “Oh don’t think I’m dumb—I see the way you look at me. You look at my hands, look at my lips, look at my thighs,” Your face was practically burning under his gaze. “And don’t get me started on what I hear from your bedroom”

He knows about the bedroom?

Mr. Jeon was rubbing the back of your neck endearingly as he continued. “You sounded so pretty moaning my name like that” he smiled “Wanna hear you, baby. Will you let me?”

You decided to make eye contact with the man who probably knows more that you expected. Slowly, you nodded. “Yeah?” he questioned gently, just to make sure. The nod you gave him back ensured your answer.

“Oh, baby” he groaned before bringing your lips to his.

You swore your eyes rolled to the back of your head the moment he kissed you. Had he wanted this as much as you, maybe even more? You decided it didn’t matter as your hands found their way to his salt and pepper hair. The kiss made you gasp for air.

Mr. Jeon's thumb hooked in-between your shorts, pulling the clothing off you successfully. The feeling of his clothed boner made you moan into the now make-out session between the both of you.

Much to Mr. Jeon's disappointment, you pulled away first. Although, he wouldn’t be disappointed for long.

“Daddy~” you whined, still gripping his hair while placing kisses on his neck “please touch me”

Mr. Jeon smiled at your neediness, opting to take you to his bedroom.

Setting you down on his bed, he removed the rest of your clothes. “So pretty, baby” he praised, taking in your form. Laying a hand on your thigh, he spread your legs open for him. “You want Daddy to touch you, baby?” You nodded, desperately needing something—anything.

Mr. Jeon rubbed his middle finger up and down your aching heat before slipping it inside you. Attempting to slide in his ring finger, he shifted his gaze to your face. Your bottom lip was tucked in-between your teeth as you watched his finger dip inside you.

Wetness coated Mr. Jeon's fingers as he fastened his pace. Your hand made its way to his wrist in an attempt to help relieve some of the pleasure you got from him. You hadn’t felt like this before—the pleasure was almost too much. Mr. Jeon could tell.

From the way your moans rang loudly in his ears to seeing tears threaten to fall from your eyes—he knew.

Your moans grew into broken mewls for him. “D-Daddy…m'gonna c-cum”. Mr. Jeon's fingers curled, “You’re gonna cum?”. With your bottom lip still tucked in your teeth, you grinned and nodded at him.

Slowly pulling his fingers out, he was amused at your whines and protests. “M'sorry, angel” he apologized “Want you to cum on my dick though”. His words made your ears perk up, you wanted his dick so badly. You almost felt like you couldn’t wait anymore.

Tugging on his boxers, Mr. Jeon yanked them down, letting it pool at his ankles before he stepped out of it. He kept that thin sleeveless shirt of his on though—he enjoys the idea of you being completely nude and him somewhat clothed. If you ask, he doesn’t really know why.

But maybe he does.

Placing your attention onto Mr. Jeon, your eyes flew to his dick. It was hard and leaking pre-cum on his shirt. Taking in your reaction, Mr. Jeon smirked darkly. He flipped you over, letting him have a full view of your cunt as the top half of your body laid down his bed. Giving your ass a spank, he gripped the base of his cock and rubbed the tip up and down your sopping hole. You let out a small whimper, fueling Mr. Jeon's urge to fuck you even more.

Lining the tip up with your hole, he pushed in letting you try your best and adjust to his size.

On the other hand, you felt his cock stretching out your hole. The stretch made you moan—you loved the feeling. At this point, you were worried he wouldn’t fit. “Daddy,” you whimpered, trying your best not to moan “W-what if you c-can’t fit”

Mr. Jeon's eyes landed on yours as he was pushing his dick into you with utmost concentration. He knew you were tight—just maybe not this tight. But your question certainly had an answer, an answer he might enjoy as a matter of fact. “Oh, my baby~” he cooed “Then Daddy’ll just have to make it fit”

His words shot butterflies into your tummy.

Gripping your hips, Mr. Jeon rammed his pelvis straight into your hips. His action caused tears to fall from your face.

Grabbing onto the sheets, more tears fell from your face. “D-Daddy’s so big” you moaned, your mind clouded from how big his dick is. “Daddy dick’s big, baby?” You nodded your head, too hazy to speak. Mr. Jeon's dick shoved deeper into you, “Bet you like Daddy’s big cock, don’t you like it when I stretch you out?”

The only thing that left your mouth were moans, but Jungkook needed an answer. Pulling on your hair, your teary eyes looked back at him. “You like it when Daddy fucks you with his big cock?”

“Uh-huh” you mewled. Drool was falling from your mouth while Mr. Jeon's hand wrapped around your neck, letting go of your hair. The new grip let his cock ram into you deeper than before. You let out little squeaks that developed into cries out of his name. “That’s what I like to hear, angel,” Jungkook groaned.

Letting out a particularly high moan, your fingernails dug into the palm of your hands. “Daddy!” you cried out pathetically “M'gonna cum f-for you”

“You’re gonna cum for me?” Mr. Jeon questioned back, teasing you a little. “Y-yes…Yes! Just for you Daddy, please!” Bending down, he placed kisses on your neck. “Go ahead, cum for me, baby. Cream Daddy’s cock”

You did as he said, his cock sending you over the edge. Your toes curled as more and more tears flowed down your face. Broken cries for Mr. Jeon left your pretty lips while white liquid appeared on his cock. The sight makes Jungkook have to cum too.

Slamming your hips against his, white strings of cum filled your pussy to the brim. Mr. Jeon's head was thrown back, he groaned deeply as he shot his cum inside your throbbing pussy.

Pulling out, thick white cum leaked from your cunt onto your thighs. Gathering some up with his fingers, he held it up to your lips. “Suck on em’, baby”. Looking up at him with teary eyes, you fulfilled his intention. Your tongue swirled around his digits, licking them clean, tasting your cum mixed with his.

Jungkook picked up your panties off the floor and used to cloth to wipe away the mess of cum the both of you’d made. Your panties were now unmistakably wet—too bad. It’s not like you’d honestly be needing them anymore. Jungkook tucked you under the covers with him and kissed you goodnight despite you already being fast asleep in his arms. Your tear stained cheeks were so cute to him, he observed as you fell asleep in his arms.

The next morning you made it to the bathroom before Mr. Jeon.

“Mornin’, baby” His groggy voice startles you as he enters his bathroom, not bothering to kick the door shut behind him like usual. His big arms found your waist, hugging you from behind. He groans a little when his chin lands on your shoulder. He let out a yawn, “Woke up so early, angel” Meeting your eyes in the mirror, his seductive gaze threw you off. “Such a shame you didn’t wake me up with you,” he cooed “Normally wake up earlier but…you certainly seemed to- well, I’m sure you know.” he chuckled.

His words always left you so tongue tied, even now.

Mr. Jeon sounds like he’s high, or maybe drunk even. If anything he could confirm he’s probably high on you—it’s just his morning voice.

You finished brushing your teeth, trying to deny that you’re horny for your own step-father at only nine a.m.

Jungkook's hooded eyes meet yours once more. Lifting your shirt up, he discovered the lack of panties underneath. “D-Daddy I-”

He smiled, “Wearing my shirt with nothin’ under?”

He lifted your body up onto the bathroom counter. “Wanted a round two this morning…”

Jungkook lifted your shirt above your tits, giving him a full view of your chest. Taking your now hardened nipple in his fingers, he tweaked it. The action caused a broken whimper to escape your lips. “So pretty,” Mr. Jeon groaned under his breath. Parting your legs, he noticed your wetness dripping on his counters. Reaching in his boxers, he pulled out his dick and slowly pushed it inside you. Much to his slight delight—you still weren’t used to his size. You weren’t sure you’d ever get used to him.

You threw your head back, feeling Mr. Jeon's dick brush against your cervix. He felt it too, his hips stuttered—"Awe, am I that deep inside your little pussy, baby?“

He smiled tiredly, your chest was heaving up and down so prettily as he fucked you. Jungkook's fast paced thrusts turned long and drawn out. You gasped when you felt the oh-so familiar knot form in your stomach. Your hand found its way to your boob, kneading the flesh. "Daddy!” Your head bumped against the mirror. Your back was arching as you clenched down on Mr. Jeon's cock. Your cunt was clenched around his cock so tightly, he wasn’t sure if he could move.

He watched with his mouth slightly hung open, his lips found your neck as he plants kisses all over you through your orgasm.

Jungkook hissed as he starts to move again, but he’s met with his own high, shooting ribbons of thick white liquid in your hole. Giving two last thrusts, he pulls out letting all his cum drip from your pretty cunt. His finger pushed his cum back inside you before he helped you down from the counter. Yanking his shirt off you, he turned on the shower.

“We’re gonna shower.”

Later that day, Mr. Jeon was doing some of the few paperwork he had to do. It wasn’t much—he was on vacation after all. Instead of dressing in his usual lounge wear, he wore the outfit he’d wear to work which comprised of a white button down shirt tucked into dress pants. You always thought his dress pants hugged his thighs nicely.

He sat at his desk, manspreading as he signed off papers with his signature when you walked in. You stood behind him looking at the papers with him.

Wrapping his arm around your waist, he pulled you closer until you sat on his thigh. Giving you a kiss on your neck, his eyes were still glued to the paper he was reading. “What’s up, buttercup?” he asked. You gave him a sigh as a response.

“I’m bored.”

“You’re bored?” he asked, raising his eyebrows but eyes still trained on the paper in front of him. You wished his eyes were trained on the person in front of him. “Mhm” you answered back, resting your head in the crook of his neck placing no distance between your bodies. Jungkook wanted to give you attention—he wanted to give you attention so badly that he was so close to forgetting about the papers. But Jungkook had such a knack for playing dumb, and he wanted to know how far you’d go just for him.

Mr. Jeon looked at you briefly. “Then find something to do” he said nonchalant, placing a quick kiss to your nose.

College assignments were due weeks from now and you didn’t feel like participating in group discussions either.

Suddenly, your interest pointed to his neck tie. You yanked on it, wrapping it around your hand and tugging on it causing Mr. Jeon to slightly move. His expression never faltered—he glanced at you once and went back to signing that paper.

You had enough of being ignored.

“Y'know, Daddy, there’s this boy at my campus” you said as if it wouldn’t affect Mr. Jeon. His eye brow perked up as he signed off another paper.

“A boy? What’s his name?”

“Name’s Jaemin. I- I Think he’s cute, he asked me to get coffee with him later” you continued, twirling his graying hair in your finger. “Later as in?” he questioned with a slight smile on his face, but he was burning up on the inside despite knowing exactly what you were doing.

“I think he wanted to go at around…seven?”

“Seven?” Mr. Jeon questioned, taken aback.

“Mhm—seven”

“I-Isn’t that a little late to get coffee?” he questioned again, taking his glasses off and setting them down. You shrugged, “Dunno, you’re still drinking coffee at ten. Don’t see why not.”

Jungkook blinked a few times, furrowing his eyebrows. “No, you’re not going out.” You mimicked what any twenty-something year old girl your age would do when their parent denied them from seeing someone they were interested in—"What do you mean no?“

Taking your wrists in his hands, Mr. Jeon spoke softly to you. "You’re not going out because I said so. After all, I pay for the insurance of your car.”

“But Daddy I-” You were cut off by a sharp spank to your ass.

Taking your face in his hands, Mr. Jeon spoke firmly to you. “You’re not going out and that’s the end of it.” he saw through your little game anyways, it was pretty clear to him. “Besides, I know you just want Daddy’s attention. Isn’t that right?”

Your lips parted, how did he see right through you?

“You’re so cute” he cooed, placing little pecks on your lips. You pouted, “M'still bored, though”

“Well I think I could fix that” he smiled ominously.

You buried your head between his neck and shoulder, “I’ll do anything, just don’t wanna be so bored”

“Anything?” he asked. You gave him a lazy nod.

He hummed, lifting the hem of your shirt slightly.

Technically—it was his shirt.

What he discovered brought him amusement. “No panties,” he chuckled “as expected”.

You exuded embarrassment at his words. Lifting your shirt above your head, Mr. Jeon had the only piece of clothing you had on in his hands. He scanned your body up and down with a small smirk on his face. “You’re so pretty, baby,” he cooed, pecking your neck and chest with kisses. “Baby’s the prettiest I’ve ever seen.”

“Wanna touch you, Daddy” you whined breathlessly. “You wanna touch Daddy?” he said with a grin on his face “go ahead and get on your knees for me then.”

You did as he said. Eager to please him, you sank to your knees. You watched in need as Mr. Jeon unbuckled his pants and pulled out his already hard dick from your ass rubbing against him.

“C'mere, baby. Don’t be shy.”

Letting you come closer, Mr. Jeon tapped the head of his cock against your bottom lip before sliding it down your throat. One of his hands held the back of your head as the other guided his dick down. Your eyes pricked with tears when the head pushed past your gag reflex. You rested your hand on his thigh to support your body when Mr. Jeon began thrusting his dick in and out of your mouth roughly.

He hissed between his teeth when your whimpers and the sounds of you choking on his dick filled the room. Tears were falling down your face the next time you looked up at him—you quickly reverted your eyes in embarrassment. “Ah, ah, ah, baby” Mr. Jeon chuckled roughly “Look at Daddy when he fucks your little m-mouth”.

Looking up at him, your teary gaze struggled to train on him. Tears continued to fall and fall from your eyes, “Baby looks so fuckin’ pretty when she cries, tears falling down your cheeks ‘n everything”

His dick felt so heavy in your mouth, you felt your wetness drip onto your thighs at the realization.

“Fuck” Mr. Jeon groaned, his grip tightening as he felt like he could cum any second.

“Gonna cum in your mouth, angel”. Quickly pulling out, he stroked his cock before all his cum landed in your mouth. As if it was second-nature to you, and much to Mr. Jeon's surprise, you swallowed.

A breathy chuckle left his lips, “What a little slut”

Readjusting his pants, he cleaned himself back up as if nothing happened. He helped you back up onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Feeling tired, Mr. Jeon threw his head back in his chair. Immediately, he noticed something. The finishing touch to his plan of remodeling his house. “Wanna help me paint the walls?” he asked, getting excited over the thought of dragging you around the house with him once more. You sighed with a smile on your face as you toyed with the collar of his button-up shirt.

“I’d rather you paint my walls,” you said, looking up at him through your lashes.

“Your walls? We’d paint all the walls though- Oh.”

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jungkook’s pretty tattoos ♡

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OMG THANK YOU??? MISSED YOU TOO!?!!!!

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⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | Smut, Dilf! Aged Up! Hoseok, Infidelity, Daddy Kink, Cunnilingus (f), Dry Humping

Working for Jung Hoseok himself was a gift and a curse all at once.

You'd admit, never in your twenty-something years of living have you ever felt the way that you do towards your very own boss—but he could say the same.

When you'd started working at his company, Hoseok had soon lost count of the amount of times he's gotten blue balls from you. It was as if you'd come straight out for Hoseok's dreams—maybe you did.

Now, he doesn't quite remember how he exactly got to this situation, but he was totally fine with it! In fact, he was probably more than fine with it.

Here he was, lowered to eye level with your pretty cunt glistening with your arousal right in front of him. Mr. Jung didn't even have to think, his lips wrapped around your clit as his tongue swirled around it. He groaned against the bud when your hands entangled in his hair.

"Daddy~" you moaned out, wanting to close your thighs. However, Mr. Jung's arms prevented you from doing so. Pulling away from your heat, he looked up at you to see your face completely flushed. He let out of a breath of amusement, his fingers circling around your clit causing shakiness in your breath.

"Feel good, angel?"

"Mhm," you nodded, looking at him rather sheepishly. He smiled, it wasn't quite his usual smile, though. "That's my girl."

Mr. Jung had stated that so casually before dipping back down to your cunt. His tongue moved in and out of your soppy hole, curling it a few times. Your hands raked through his salt and pepper hair, tugging on the strands every now and then.

Your breathing quickened, Mr. Jung's mouth almost felt too good. Your grip on his hair tightened, "D-Dad...Daddy~" you cried out, your orgasm was here and it was harsh. Your moans were loud, ringing in Mr. Jung's ear deliciously.

Until it didn't.

Hoseok woke up rather confused. It wasn't the morning he thought it was, instead, it was dark and he was in his room.

Just a fucking dream. But maybe it wasn't.

Lifting his head, he realized you were right there on top of him, or—on top of his thigh. You were rutting your hips against his thigh, your hands on his abdomen for support. Your small, quiet moans were now the noise ringing in his ears.

\Was this a fucking dream too?

Your eyes finally met his, your face heated with embarrassment at the realization. Even in the dark, Mr. Jung could tell the flush to your face. "Hi, baby" he cooed groggily, sitting up to plant kisses near your jawline.

You whimpered in response to him, "H-Hi, Mr. Jung,"

Swallowing hard, your hips quickened against Mr. Jung's pajama clad thigh. "Daddy," you whined, your lashed fluttering at him even through the darkness of his room. "Look at you," he egged on. "Humping my damn thigh in the middle of the night like a bitch in heat." he chuckled, his free arm snaking around your waist.

Your moans formed into whines, rutting your hips harshly against him. Your eyebrows furrowed as your teeth sunk into your bottom lip. "P-please, Mister...Mister Jung," you breathed out, your orgasm on the tip of your tongue. "Please, lemme cum~"

"Pretty baby," he cooed, his hands wandering all over your body. "You can cum, baby." His words sent you shaking as your back arched. Mr. Jung could feel your pussy create a wet spot on his thigh as you clenched around absolutely nothing. "You look so pretty when you cum for me," Mr. Jung praised, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Truly, you looked like you popped out from his dreams.

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⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | Smut, Dilf! Aged Up! Jimin, Infidelity, Unprotected Sex, Daddy Kink, Fingering, Humping

Jimin cleared his throat uncomfortably, watching as his divorce was being finalized.

The first thing he did when he stepped out of that courtroom was whisper to his attorney, Kim Namjoon, that he was glad he'd signed a prenup. Namjoon laughed a little, "She's lucky you're nice enough to give her a whole estate."

He admits, his whole marriage grew into house of cards. If he made one small mistake, everything would be over. Luckily, that wouldn't happen, with the amount of money he owned, nothing like that would ever happen. Especially not even the news of him dating his own son's friend, let alone fucking her too.

Jimin had first tried to convince his wife (now ex-wife) that he, in fact, was not having an affair with one of Beomgyu's college friends. "No, I am not having an affair with y/n! She's Beomgyu's roommate, they're always studying together—I'd never have the time to see her!" Which was correct...during midterms. Jimin would come up with the excuse to go see Beomgyu when in actuality, he just wanted to see you. Just like now!

Jimin sat down at the dinning table of the dorm to tell you and Beomgyu about the recent stories he had about his life, and the object of all three of your amusements—Beomgyu's mother, and Jimin's wife.

"She threatened to steal your inheritance in court, Beom." Mr. Park laughed as Beomgyu himself began laughing with his father.

Of course—Beomgyu, the business major and the heir apparent to the large company he'd own by the time Mr. Park decides to retire—would laugh at something like that. The thought of someone taking Beom's large sum of inherited money was almost impossible, no one could get to that cold hard cash other than Mr. Park himself.

Beomgyu sighed contently, "I'll go leave you two alone," he smirked, raising his eyebrows before cringing. "Guess you're my stepmom now, huh" he teased.

"Please just go see Jaemin."

"Fine"

You get up from your seat, sending Mr. Park a glance to make him follow you to your room. Once there, he hovers above you, his arms preventing your from escaping. "Been wanting you all day, baby" he exasperated, removing every article of clothing off your body. His lips connected to your neck, leaving reddening kisses along the area.

Undoing his tie, he wrapped the silky fabric around your wrists. "Be good for me, m'kay?" he softly ordered, leaving one last peck to your cheek.

Despite your hands being tied together, you managed to rip open Mr. Park's Lacoste shirt, showing off his toned abdomen. He looked at you reprimandingly before sighing. "Oh baby."

Mr. Park sat against the head board, pulling you to his dress pant covered lap. The feeling of his clothing against your skin sent a chill down your spine. He stuck his ring and middle finger in your mouth, dampening his fingers before they slid inside your cunt. Your head fell against Mr. Park's chest, a broken cry left your mouth at the feeling of his fingers stretching you out.

"Daddy," you panted out, "Y-you're stretchin' me o-out"

Chuckling at your words, he curled his fingers. "Know you like it though, baby." he murmured near your ear "So desperate for me."

His thumb circled around your clit, adding to the pleasure he gave you. Your moans grew louder and high pitched as you squirmed around in his lap. The feeling was unbearable to Mr. Park. With his fingers shoved in you and your ass rubbing all over his dick, his dick was suffocating in his briefs.

"Fuck this," he groaned, pulling his fingers out of your and undoing his pants. Your whimpered as your felt a drop of your arousal dip to your ass. Your mind was too hazy to even process what was going on, you could only focus on the fact you felt so empty without Mr. Park. Although, you wouldn't feel empty for long.

Holding your hips, Mr. Park lined up his cock with your entrance, slamming your hips down. "God," he hissed, holding your waist as he fucked up into you. Reaching around, his hand found your clit, rubbing the bud in a circular motion making you gasp.

Your eyes were trained on your cunt. You watched in awe as Mr. Park's dick moved in and out of you, you felt him stuff you full with every thrust. His dick sliding in and out of you with ease. Your moans were shaky as Mr. Park fucked you, your tits bouncing up and down.

"You really are being so good for me, baby."

The hand that was once stationed at your waist was now at your jaw, forcing you in Mr. Park's direction. His lips smashed against yours roughly, with you moaning so much into the kiss neither of you knew how long you'd last.

It wouldn't be long though.

Thanks to Mr. Park's talent of multitasking, he rubbed your clit faster causing your orgasm to come faster. You immediately pulled away from Mr. Park's kiss. Your head was thrown over his shoulder as you cried out mantras of "Daddy".

Your walls throbbed around him, clenching his dick. "Daddy~" you whined "G-Gimme your cum, wan'...wan' your c-cum!"

"Does baby wanna milk my cock, huh?" Mr. Park smiled breathlessly, slamming his cock into your pulsing cunt.

"Yes!" you cried out, not caring whether you were sensitive or not.

He chuckled, his dick twitching inside you making him groan. "What ever you want, angel." His eyebrows were furrowed as he gave one last thrust before pulling his dick out, his cum coating his bare abs, his dick twitching as you watched all his cum drip out.

Mr. Park's head was thrown back on the headboard before you straddled his waist. Your hands rested on his chest as you moved your hips against his abs.

The feeling of his hot cum coating your cunt made you cry out, the sticky cum adding to your pleasure. You grind your pussy along the area, whimpering every time you'd feel the indentions of his muscle. "Daddy~" you moaned out, drool probably escaping the sides of your mouth.

Your noises grew and grew until you rutted your hips against him when you came. Mr. Park watched in delight as your cunt clenched around nothing, covered in his sticky white cum. Suddenly, he got an idea.

"Baby," he cooed, smiling at you like he was drunk. "You'd do anything for me, wouldn't you?"

You nodded, heat rushing to your cheeks at his expression. "That's what I thought. Daddy's just got one little request for you, m'kay?" You nodded again.

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Mr. Park pointed to his cum covered abs.

"Lick em' clean."

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⚠︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | Smut, Dilf! Aged Up! Jungkook, Daddy Kink, Cunnilingus (m/f), Masturbation (f), Finger sucking, Ass Biting (?) Breeding Kink

"I can't wait 'till we chill". His words rang through your mind as you packed your bags to spend the weekend with the oh-so lovely Mr. Jeon.

He's a wonderful guy, promise.

You stared absentmindedly at his shoulders, his back turned to you as he was cooking. If you were actually being conscious, you thought you might've been drooling over him.

Mr. Jeon knew, he just absolutely knew there was a pair of eyes on him. When he turned around there you were, mindlessly staring right at him. A soft grin on his face appeared as he set the plate with grilled cheese in front of you. Even when he walked around the table to get to you, your eyes wouldn't leave him as he stood in front of you.

Those hazy eyes of yours bore into his soul. The moment he squished your cheeks, you blinked a few times as if you'd been under hypnosis.

"You okay?" he questioned, playfully pouting at you.

You nodded your head, "Mhm". But Mr. Jeon's eyes narrowed at you, he could see every little thought you were having in your mind. The soft grin of his turned into a menacing one.

With an assessment of your face, he figured it out.

"You look like you want me to fuck you right now."

To say you were taken aback would've been an understatement—was it that obvious? "Huh?" you said, still clearly shocked.

Taking your face in his hands again, he pouted playfully again. "You little fucking minx, thought we'd agreed to take things slowly."

He was right, when you'd admitted your feelings to him only weeks ago you wanted to take things slowly. "Just tell me when you're ready" he hummed before placing a kiss to your cheek "I'll always be ready" he yawned, walking off upstairs.

It was now nine in the evening and you decided to be ever so daring and go into Mr. Jeon's room only to see him sitting on the edge of his bed, scrolling endlessly through his phone. Sporting only a white tank top and pajamas, Mr. Jeon looked up at you. "Look who's here, you finally ready?" he snickered as you nodded, bashfully walking towards him. Chuckling, he motioned for you to sit in-between his thighs. Caressing your cheek, he smiled endearingly at you.

Bending down to your left year he let out a breath of slight amusement, "Want you to take your clothes off, n' suck me off". He smirked almost wickedly at your reaction, watching you like a hawk as you removed every inch of clothing you had on your body.

"Good girl," he praised before tugging down his pants letting his cock spring free. Taking the base of his cock in his palm, he tapped your bottom lip with the head. "Open up, baby"

Doing nothing short of what you were asked, you opened your mouth obediently, letting Mr. Jeon ram his dick in and out of your throat. His head was thrown back as he took in the pleasure whilst listening to your pretty choking sounds—making a mental note to record you choking on his dick next time.

Mr. Jeon's dick was heavy on your tongue, making arousal drip down from your aching core to your thigh. Needing something, you slid your middle and ring finger inside your hole, curling your fingers causing you to moan around Mr. Jeon's cock.

Low moans left Mr. Jeon's throat as he felt closer and closer to his high, he basically could feel it on the tip of his tongue when he felt you whimper around him when you came. But fuck—he wanted to cum inside your cunt and only your cunt. He groaned as he impulsively pulled out of your mouth.

"What a fuckin' slut I have here," he panted, pulling you up to his bed. Positioning you into all fours, he pushed the upper part of your body to the mattress so your ass would be up in the air at his disposal.

But of course, not before licking your fingers clean of your cum. It's Jeon Jungkook for Christ's sake.

Landing several spanks to your ass, lowered his gaze to fixate on your leaking hole. He licked a teasing stripe up, adding to the dampness of it all and carefully sank his teeth into the tender flesh.

You swore you screamed your lungs off.

"Mr. Jeon~" you whined, he could only snicker at your reaction as he admired the reddening mark. Everyone would know it was him, who else has such prominent canines? "Let Daddy have his fun"

Right when you were about to question the name, Mr. Jeon's dick slammed right into your cunt making you cry it out. With his hands firmly placed on your hips, he was able to fuck you faster and harder. "D-Daddy~" you mewled, the name growing on you "S-so close t-to hit...hitting my—awe!"

Your sentence had morphed into a pain, pleasure cry the moment the tip of his dick brushed against your cervix. You grabbed onto his bedsheets. He showed no signs of slowing down and you were sure you'd wake up tomorrow with ten little crescent shaped scabs on your hips. Only when you clenched around him did his hips stutter. "Fuck," he cursed under his breath "M'gonna breed this damn pussy, huh?"

Giving you a spank to your ass, he continued on. "Daddy'll fuckin' breed your pussy, baby. Stuff you full of his cum." he groaned out, amused when you let out a mantra of "yes' ". "Please Daddy, wan' that w-wan' it so...so bad!"

"Oh yeah?" he said, kneading the flesh of your hips "I'll send you back to your parents n' have you all knocked up with my baby, hm?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" you chanted before letting out a moan "Knock me up, p-please~" The walls of your cunt were clamped down on Mr. Jeon as you were so close to your orgasm, just one, two, three—four more thrusts of his hips and you were sent to heaven. Crying out for him uncontrollably, you swore you passed out.

In which, you did pass out. The next time you opened your eyes you felt Mr. Jeon groan loudly as his warm cum shot in your walls.

His head was thrown back and the chest portion of his tank top was soiled with sweat. Chest heaving up and down, he pulled his semi-hard dick out of you and pulled his pants back up over his crotch area.

Taking one good look at your oozing cunt, he took his fingers and pushed his cum back inside. He pulled your limp body to where he sat against the headboard, letting out a breath of amusement when he realized you were passed out and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

The next time you'd open your eyes, there was a ray of light coming through Mr. Jeon's blinds. Your eyes traveled around the room, focusing on where Mr. Jeon himself stood, brushing his teeth. The instant your mind remembered last night, you got up from his bed (despite your legs protesting) to greet him a good morning. However, the man had quite different intentions.

By the time you'd made it to the doorway, he took you in his arms and tossed you back on his bed. A big grin was on his face when he crawled to you almost preditorially.

Then and only then did you understand why he couldn't possibly wait to chill.

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hold up 🧍🏽‍♀️ why is your newest fic labeled as 1? did i miss something

it's labeled as one bcs i posted it on january 1st 😎

[97ft]

your writings... you are so talented and... and wow amazing 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻😮

thank you sm! :0

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⚠︎ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | Smut, Dilf! Aged Up! Jungkook, DDLG, Subspace (?), Unprotected Sex, Daddy Kink, Bimbofication, Dacryphilia, Oral (m), Asphyxiation, Cock Warming

Mr. Jeon had a vision, a vision of you.

It was a vision of you sitting all pretty between his thighs, looking up at him with tears streaming from your eyes as you choked—oh wait, that’s happening right now!

“That’s my baby,” Mr. Jeon praised, his hand tangled in your hair. “Take Daddy in your throat, baby,” he instructed. Your head sank deeper on his cock, taking his dick past your gag reflex. Suddenly, an amazing, great idea popped into your head.

You released Mr. Jeon's dick with a pop and held it by the base. He looked at you with an eyebrow furrowed, hissing when your tongue traced one of his prominent veins. “You nasty fuckin’ girl,” he said rather aggressively despite the loving look he had in his eyes. “Just wanna please you, Daddy,” you hummed before wrapping your lips back on the head of his cock, placing kisses on it—wet, sloppy, kisses that made your lips drip with his pre-cum.

Mr. Jeon couldn’t and can’t get the flush of your face out of his head, he was watching you like a hawk while you sucked his cock. He took in your every move, relishing in the feeling you gave him. His groans grew more constant when you flattened out your tongue.

Mr. Jeon's brain shrouded with nothing but you for a moment, then realized he wanted to cum in you—not your mouth. Don’t get him wrong! He loves watching you swallow every last drop of his cum, but maybe not today, he’d rather see it drip from your pussy.

Pulling you off his dick, he chuckled. “Have fun, little lady?” He chuckled again when your face flushed, saliva and his pre-cum were dripping down to your tits. You nodded.

He smiled kindly at you, as if he wasn’t going to rearrange your guts in the next few minutes. “Unbutton Daddy’s shirt for him,” he ordered, just to see your face get flushed. As expected, your face heated up with embarrassment. With shaky hands, you unbuttoned his shirt and watched Mr. Jeon shrug it off, discarding it to the floor.

Smiling at you, he laid you on your back, letting himself tower above you. “You ready for Daddy, baby?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your needy cunt. Biting your lip, you nodded at him. “You ready to be good for Daddy?” he asked again in the same format, and again, you nodded at him. “Good.” was the only word he stated before shoving his dick inside of you. Normally he’d completely struggle with getting more than the head inside you, but now, he’d thrown it all out the window. After all, you agreed to be good for him, and being good for him meant doing his bidding the way he wants. Just like now!

“Daddy…s'too big!” you managed to slur, the rawness of your throat causing every word you spoke to become weaker than before. Your moans were much more choked out, showing Mr. Jeon exactly how he made you feel.

“But Daddy is making you f-feel so fuckin’ good though, isn’t he? Isn’t he making you feel so, so good with his cock?” he groaned, his hips focused on fucking you stupid. “He’s making you feel good with his cock—look at you—you’re practically drooling.” he rasped, directly near your ear.

If you were more aware of your fucked-stupid appearance, you would’ve cared if you were drooling under and over the man of your dreams. But, the man of your dreams didn’t care. In fact, he loved seeing you like this. His favourite girl completely at his disposal as she whined and cried all because of him. He kissed your tears away as if they didn’t make his cock twitch in your cunt.

The hazy luster in your eye was growing again as his cock rammed in your deeper. “You’re doin’ so w-well for me, doll.” he cooed, looking into your pretty clouded eyes. “My stupid fucking girl.”

You smiled at him, little squeaks of your moans leaving your mouth as your fingers intertwined with his. “T-think m'gonna…m'gon-gonna cum~” you whimpered out, looking at your very own Mr. Jeon with hearts in your eyes. “E-Even when I cum…p-please, please d-don’t stop~” you moaned, stuttering horribly on your words—your mind struggling to even form sentences.

Mr. Jeon almost choked on air at your words.

Wow.

“Whatever you want, pretty.” he winked, enjoying the way you suddenly came absolutely undone beneath him. Your back was arched and your walls clamped down on Mr. Jeon's cock. Nothing but your moans rang throughout the room as your hand was tightly holding onto Mr. Jeon's. It wasn’t like he even minded, you could claw his back to the point of drawing blood and he wouldn’t even care.

“Good girl, good girl,” he cooed “m'so proud of you, baby.”

Nothing but noises of bliss left your lips, nothing but pleads for Mr. Jeon's cock left your mouth. “You just love my dick, don’t you?” he groaned, smirking at the messiness of you. Tears were falling down your face, as if your eyes were waterfalls. He did admit—he thought you were prettiest like this. “Such a pretty whore,” he complimented “Cryin’ and droolin’ all over my cock.”

With his free hand, he wrapped it around your throat, forcing his dick into your cunt farther. Your moans grew shaky, your body was complete mush underneath him.

Mr. Jeon's dark eyes bore into your glossy ones as he expected the very expected, “Are you gonna cum, baby?”

Your eyes blinked up to his sheepishly, had he said something? You hadn’t been paying much attention, too busy wanting to cum, you were so close—you simply couldn’t find the words to tell him. “W-what?” Mr. Jeon smiled at you, “You gonna cum, baby?”

You nodded. Not caring if you had permission, you let yourself go. Cries and moans for Mr. Jeon rang throughout the room, his personal favourite “Daddy~” had also made it’s pretty way into the mix of it all. Soon, nothing but “Daddy~” left your lips as he used you like you were a toy to him—if you were a toy to him—then you were his favourite.

His hand remained intertwined with yours as he gave his very last thrusts. And, just like he promised, kept fucking you even after you came. The gasp you let out when his cum dripped out into you took that man to heaven. Mr. Jeon's eyebrows were furrowed, savoring the way your walls clenched down on him as his cum oozed every where—there was so much that the sticky liquid dripped down to your ass.

Mr. Jeon met your eyes, the eyes that had that familiar glint to them in times like this. The corner of his mouth twitched up as he reached for a tissue to clean the both of you.

The moment he pulled out, more cum dripped out of you. He definitely wasn’t surprised. “Know you’re up there somewhere, angel.” he cooed, kissing your cheek and admiring your completely fucked out expression. He’d do anything to know what was going through your mind right now.

Probably cock—he was right.

“S'all good, doll,” he cooed as he laid against his headboard, sinking you down on his cock. His hand wandered all over your body, pressing dozens of kisses to your neck.

With time, the haziness in your eyes melted away. “Mr. Jeon?” you questioned, he hummed as his face was nuzzled in the crook of your neck.

“Fuck me.”

“Magic word, baby. Use your manners.”

“Please.”

“Guess I didn’t fuck you dumb after all,” he scoffed, making a mental note to now do so.

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