by Demi Vice
Home.
“I went to workout.” I flexed my biceps, covered under my black hoodie as I sported a goofy smile.
“It’s open this late?”
“24/7. Like this shitty-ass laundromat.” I scoffed.
“It’s not that bad. No one’s around, and the cameras haven’t worked for years.” Ahri nudged her head to the corner. “Plus, I can lock the doors if I want some privacy.”
“Privacy?” All the dirtiest and filthiest ideas flooded my head. My eyes went down to Ahri’s pink perky nipples poking through her see-through tank top. “Why would you need privacy, Ahrianna?”
“I had to get started without you since you were missing in action.” Ahri smirked, wrapping her hands around my neck as her lips hovered over mine.
“And how did you get started?” I moaned, my hands moving up her thighs to her ass.
Pulling her off the dryer, Ahri wrapped her legs around my waist—my favorite position by far—and kissed me hard. I bit her lip, pulling it between my teeth as she giggled.
“Let’s just say there’s a reason why I love coming to the laundromat. And why I have a special connection with dryer number twelve.”
“You like the vibrations on your clit, don’t you? You little slut. You know I can always buy you a vibrator, strap it to your pussy, and just watch you melt away into multiple orgasms?”
Ahri let out a faint hum. The sound of approval for that idea.
Let’s throw that into the bucket list, shall we, Jack?
Our tongues battled with one another before she sucked my tongue.
“That’s not what I like the vibration for,” Ahri whispered, her bottom lip brushing against my earlobe as her warm breath teased my flesh.
I was lost in lust. Unable to speak when Ahri bit my neck. I loved when she did that. When she left her marks on me like she did with the hickey and claw marks from our last fuck. I loved her marks for the same reason why I loved giving them.
Ownership, possession, belonging.
“Jack?” She let out a breathless moan.
I went wild on her ass, gripping it like it was the only thing my hands were made for. Because they were.
“Keep saying my name, and you know you’ll get everything you ever asked for, Ahrianna,” I growled, moving back to her lips.
“Jack…I need you to fuck me.” Ahri spoke, her voice faint and pleaded.
As I moved toward her pussy, I felt something round and hard snug between her ass cheeks. My cock throbbed so hard I thought I was going to burst through my jeans.
“Are you?” my breaths short as I went back to her asshole.
I pushed the gem. Ahri went wild, running her fingers through my hair. I pushed deeper, hearing her get louder like she was riding my cock with my finger in her tight asshole—which for the record, I did say was going to happen the first day I met her.
Ahri nodded and before she could say a word I had my way with her. I dropped her on the ground, turned her over, and pressed her face down into the folding table letting the animal inside of me take over. Ahri gasped when I thrust my painfully hard cock against her ass. I pressed her harder on the table, giving her ass a sharp slap that made her yelp with joy.
Her expression was everything I was feeling. Speechless and filled with pure fucking ecstasy. I pulled off her shirt, almost ripping it off her body, and dropped her panties to her ankles.
A hot pink gemstone was snug between her behind. It had me wanting to drop on my knees and worship Ahri’s ass like it was my Lord and Savior. The words, ‘Oh my, God’ left my lips when I spread and closed Ahri's ass cheeks, making the gemstone disappear and reappear.
“My fucking Goddess.” I bit my lip so hard I was on the verge of biting it off.
It was like Ahri read my fucking mind. I was going to fuck all her holes, but she was two steps ahead of me.
Ahri let out sweet pleasurable sighs, but nothing close to what I was going to be hearing in the next few minutes. Orgasmic screams. I pressed on the gemstone, watching Ahri’s eyes open wide like her ‘O’ shaped lips.
“Wait, wait, wait…” she stopped my hand. “Not here, let’s go back to—”
I cut off her words by pressing my painfully hard boner into the crack of her ass, making sure the butt plug was still getting pushed inside of her. I gripped her hair tight and dropped my chest to her back. I trapped her in the position I was going to fuck her raw and hard with no mercy, like the animal I was when I was near Ahri.
“I’m going to fuck you right here, baby girl,” I growled into her ear.
“What if someone comes?” she asked, her voice weak.
I dry fucked her, gripping her hair tighter and lacing my free hand into hers. I went for her earlobe, biting it softly as Ahri trembled underneath me.
“Oh, Ahrianna,” I whispered. “Let them watch. Let them hear us. Let’s fucking show them how to fuck. Let’s show them what real, unfiltered, wild animals can do. I don't fucking care. You’re mine and only mine. Only I can touch you, and only I can be inside of you. So, let them see who you belong to because you belong to Jack. And if anyone ever tries to lay a finger on you. I swear to God, I will rip them apart with my bare fucking hands,” I growled.
I moved my bites and kisses down her neck, back, and ass, leaving a faint trail of red marks—premature hickies. I took off my sweater and dropped my pants, the sound of my wallet chain clashing with the floor never sounded so free for my poor throbbing cock. Ahri purred, looking over her shoulder and smiled when she saw the top of my brief’s.
Touch Me.
I dropped my briefs, grabbed my cock and slapped Ahri’s ass a few times with it. I didn’t want to fuck her just yet. I wanted a taste before anything else. I dropped to my knees and dove right in. Ahri letting out blissful purrs as she wiggled her ass in my face.
I devoured my baby girl like she was the only item on the whole menu. And she was. I couldn't get enough of her. I bit her ass, leaving a bite mark so fucking deep that the cops would be able to ID me with it. I kissed my way back to Ahri’s sweet flower petals and nectar. I pushed the gem, making Ahri go wild and tense up as I ate her cunt. I could tell you she was ready. Ready to come all over my face and ready to have my cock inside of her ass.
I pulled on her labia, sucking on her throbbing swollen clit as I hugged and pulled her ass into my face until I ran out of air.
Fuck, if this wasn't the best way to die, I don’t know what is.
“Jack,” she panted.
Ahri’s breathing intensified, her body tensed, and her pussy began to hug my tongue.
“I’m coming Jack!” she cried onto the folding table, her breath fogging up the white surface.
Ahri’s screams were beautiful. I never stopped tasting, licking, and biting her delicious pussy as she released every sweet drop of her orgasm. Her legs shook, she got up on her tiptoes and tried to push my head away from her joy. I didn’t let her. I never stopped sucking on her clit or biting her pussy lips. I pulsed the gemstone with my thumb, making sure I got the full effect of her orgasm and when her perfect ‘O’ face and eye rolls came into the picture. I knew I was a fucking king, making Ahri stress free and completely satisfied.
“Fuck…Fuck, Jack,” she cried, her legs still trembling like an earthquake.
When Ahri relaxed, I focused on the hot pink gem. I pushed it in and pulled it out, watching her tight ass beg for me not to take it away from her. But I needed to. I wanted my cock to be inside of her. I wanted to watch her tight ass beg for me not to take my cock away.
I encased the plug into my hand and went straight for her ass, rimming and licking it. Oh, my God, even her ass was sweet. Fuck me. Ahri yelped from the new pleasure. She stood tall on her tiptoes, hands flat on the table as she looked down at me with wide eyes. I thought they were going to pop out like loose buttons.
“I told you, you have an ass I could, and will, eat for days.” My voice muffled in her ass. Ahri’s bottom lip trembled and glistened with her drool
. She tried to say something, anything but failed. She bit her lip hard, and I never dared to look away from those coal black eyes. I winked and slipped my tongue into the hole I was soon going to enter, and she cried out. Such beautiful cries.
That’s it, baby girl, be daddy’s little anal slut.
Be a good girl for me and only me.
When I had enough of her ass, I stood up tall and gripped my dripping cock. I moved my pre-cum covered tip along her slit and ass, connecting the perfect dots. I set the butt plug on the folding table for later.
I slapped Ahri’s ass and grabbed her throat to feel her voice vibrate in my hand. Pulling her close to my body, I moved my cock snug between her thighs as her wet fold massaged my shaft. Ahri smiled at me with nothing but lust and one thing on her mind. My cock. I slipped myself inside of her wet cunt, a small taste before I went into her ass. The word ‘fuck’ started to be the only appropriate word in this situation as my balls ached to be released.
“Fuck,” I gritted.
I hated how quickly Ahri made me want to come. How easily I turned into a virgin every time I entered her. Not even First-Time-Jack was this bad. I hated it, but I loved every part of it as well. It wasn’t because of the lack of sex over the last seven years.
It was Ahri.
Only she could do this to me.
“Fuck,” I gritted again.
Ahri gripped my wrist, her eyes as wide as can be.
“No, no, no, no, no.” Ahri spoke faster than all the rappers I used to listen to when I was younger. “You can’t come inside of me Jack. Not today.”
I shook my head and thrusted into her, trying to figure out what Ahri said and at the same time trying to ignore it.
“Jack, I’m serious. I’ll get pregnant,” she moaned, the vibration from her voice against my hand making it harder not to cum. I kissed her ear, thrusting faster inside of her cunt and gripping her throat a little tighter. “Jack!” Her tone orgasmic and furious.
The more she said my name, the closer I got to finishing. It really was a double-edged sword kind of situation.
“What’s so wrong with having my baby?” I teased, but at the same time. I didn’t.
I smashed into her a few more times until I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out, releasing my orgasm all over her ass.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Ahrianna!” I let out a deep growl as I stroked myself making sure I got every drop. My hot cum dripped down Ahri's puckered asshole.
Fuck, I wanted more.
I needed more.
I guess the beauty of coming early and outside of Ahri was extra lube. I kissed Ahri’s dimple before I released her throat and she fell forward onto her weak hands that almost gave out. Her blissful black eyes peeked over her shoulder as she sported a shy smile.
“Thanks, Jack.” Her voice soft and her cheeks rosy.
“Just like you’re a good girl. I’m a really good boy.” I winked.
A sentence that should be taken lightly, very lightly and Ahri knew that.
“Now, let’s get to the fun part,” I said, licking my lips and smacking Ahri’s ass.
Taking the butt plug off the table, I licked it and moaned. I took in the last taste of Ahri’s ass before I fucked it. Ahri whimpered and turned a deeper shade of red.
“Come on, baby girl. You know Daddy’s the filthiest guy you’re ever going to be with.” I licked the last of Ahri’s sweet ass on the butt plug before I sucked on it and used it as a pacifier.
I traced my finger down her ass, using my cum as lube as I pushed inside of her.
“Please just fuck me, Jack!” Ahri purred.
I pulled out my finger and rimmed her begging asshole with the tip of my cock.
“Jack, please fuck me,” she begged, almost crying as she moved her ass back.
I stood still watching the head of my cock disappear inside Ahri as she grabbed her laundry bag for something to hold on to. She winced, her eyes getting a little watery from both the pain and pleasure.
“Shhhh, shhhh, shhhh. It’s okay. Just relax.” I soothed her, pushing her down on the table as I ran my hand down her back. Ahri cried out a little more, but I kept pushing. I made sure to never let her forget I was here. That she was safe. I ran my hands down Ahri’s back and waist, caressing any and every part of her until I could fuck her wild.
“It's going to hurt but keep taking me in, and I’ll make the pain worth the pleasure, baby girl,” I muttered through the hot pink gemstone.
I pushed in a little more, a little more than halfway in when Ahri’s pain started to turn into pleasure. She moaned the deeper I went inside of her. When I was ten inches deep, she rolled her eyes back in pure and utter satisfaction. I pulled in and out, the mixture of pain and pleasure mixing together until I stretched her out and she was just left with pleasure.
“Fuck me harder, Jack,” she moaned, her eyes wide, lips trembling; begging, and praying for more. And with those magic words, I turned into a servant ready to please every inch of Ahri.
I smashed into her so hard the folding table began to creak, but that didn't stop me. I fucked the moans right out of my baby girl as she clenched the bag of clothes tighter and tighter. It wasn't before long Ahri had another orgasm and another and another, one right after the other. I wanted to keep track of how many I gave her but after the fifth. I lost count.
“Who’s Jack’s little anal slut?”
I moved my hand under Ahri, rolling her nipple between my finger as I sucked on the butt plug as hard as I could.
“I am!” she screamed.
I pinched her nipples harder, and when I was done, I pushed her down the folding table again. Another creak took over the table. I turned Ahri red, sore, and a hot fucking mess the longer I fucked her and slapped her ass. God, she was fucking perfect. My grunts were low, heavy, and muffled from the butt plug. I sucked and bit down harder on the metal plug, worried that I was about to chip my tooth and bust another load at the same time.
“Say my name.” I grunted.
“Jack!” Ahri screamed.
“Again!”
“Jack!”
“Tell me who you belong to?”
“Jack!”
“Again!”
“I belong to Jack!” Ahri screamed, and a tear went down her cheek, but I assure you it wasn’t from pain. It was all from pleasure.
“Who’s the best fuck of your life?”
“Jack is!”
“Now, tell me…” I paused giving her a breathtaking thrust. “…who do you love?”
“Jack! I love Jack!”
With that final answer, I came hard and long. My chest set on fire, sweat dripping along the side of my face, and a few wild black wavy locks of hair covered my face. My body went weak, and I dropped my hands down on the folding table for support as they shook. I kept coming, my swollen cock throbbing and pulsing with each breath I took. My muscles left sore, unable to move, and we both stayed silent.
Ahri giggled softly, and slowly pushed herself up the folding table with her shaky arms. Her back touched my chest, her body burning up and pulsing as hard as mine.
“You tricked me, Jack,” she said in a raspy voice, her eyes narrowing down on me.
I cocked an eyebrow and popped the hot pink gemstone out of my mouth. “And how did I trick you baby girl?”
I knew how I tricked her. I knew what I was asking. I knew what I wanted to hear even though it wasn’t true and Ahri had no idea what she was saying.
I wanted to hear it.
Just this once.
Ahri rolled her eyes, and before she spoke, I pulled out of her ass giving her one last glide of satisfaction. I licked the butt plug one more time before pushing it back into her ass where it belonged.
“All I heard was the truth, Ahrianna,” I teased and slapped her ass.
I set my hands on the table again, leaning my full weight on it as I tried to catch my breath.
Big mistake.
Snap.
JACK
; I cleaned up after our sex session, well, the best I could clean up a broken table. I just shoved the leg back in its place and made it seem like it was never broken in the first place. It’ll be the next person's problem, not mine or Ahri’s.
“Okay, there.” I grunted, stood up, and slapped my hands from the floor dust.
Ahri sat on top of the shaky dryer, enjoying her vibration as she watched me work. She was all dressed while I stayed in my briefs for clear reasons. I was hot, sweaty, and I looked damn fine. My clothes were already in her bag, and I didn’t plan to put them back on. The walk to our place was only a minute away, and if anyone were to see me, it would just be the sexy highlight of their night.
“You know you looked good in hot pink,” Ahri teased, as she wiggled her ass on the dryer.
I laughed, a touch of red splashed on my cheeks.
“I know. I look good in anything, baby girl.” I winked. “Aside from black and occasionally white, I like pink. But only hot pink.”
“Wait, you know that there are other colors other than black and white.” Ahri opened her mouth and gasp. Pure sarcasm. “And way to like the girliest color of them all. Hot pink?”
You little brat.
I playfully pinched her left cheek, the one with the dimple, and kissed her lips before moving away. I leaned on the washing machine across from Ahri, arms crossed, and propped one foot against the machines. Ahri tilted her head, sucking me into her black hole eyes, taking in every inch of me.
God, she was so fucking adorable.
“My eyes are up here, Ahrianna,” I snapped and pointed my two fingers at my eyes.
She rolled her eyes and gave me that sexy bitch face as she snorted at me derisively. “I’m just trying to figure out which tattoo was your first.”
Like Velcro, I pulled myself off the washing machine and did a spin.
“Guess the right one and I’ll give you one million dollars.”
“Oh, wow, and the pressure is on.”
I twirled slowly with my hands on my head showing off my tattoos. Ahri’s face soured when she watched them all, trying to figure out which one was had been my first tattoo. After five minutes, I think she forgot the reason she was looking at me.
