(@lovergurl-luvsu asked what five star nasty rating looks like, i plan to show you. also it's 2 a.m. so sorry if this is shit)
nasty rating: ★★★★★
he hasn't stopped since he connected his mouth to your cunt. you don't know if it's been minutes or hours that's passed by because all you know is the constant warm leaking of your pussy. he keeps licking, keeps sucking and teasing you with his fingers. your stomach is hurting, but you don't dare try to pull away or close your legs— he tied your restraints just right enough that if you wanted to fight back, you could. but that was only because he loved to see your squirm and struggle.
god. it's embarrassing, really. all you can hear is your helpless cries and the absolute gushing of your pussy. every time he stuffs his fingers inside you, you hear the squelches of your slippery walls. his fingers move with ease and precision. easily hitting your g-spot and leaving your walls spasming frantically around him. it's too much. it's so much. and it's so good.
oh, the tears. he loves the tears. he's so infatuated with new ways to make your waterworks flow when you're under him. it could be torturous, like a vibrator on it's lowest setting and just as your stomach starts to bubble, the small sensation is ripped away. or it could be euphoric, like him pushing his dick in and out of you until your mind is fucked into oblivion and the only way to make you come back to him is to make you cum again. and again. and a-fucking-gain.
you feel like you're floating, because your mind is fucked to oblivion, and you're spasming so tight and wet around his fingers, and your restraints are just tight enough that you could fight back if you wanted to. but you don't,
because you feel like you're floating.
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oh you hate me? you see my big beautiful sad brown eyes and you’re gonna hate me?
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MY EARS ARE SO WIDE OPEN. MY EARS ARE-
completely different people— sonny the soft gentleman on the outside but treats you like the filthiest whore and johnny the hard exterior that cherishes you and treats you like the sweetest, prettiest princess he ever did see
johnny is the one to notice you first, falls first and falls hard—but he’s way too shy to approach you i mean… why would you like him? so he tells his twin brother.
johnny is attracted to you first, but sonny is the first to approach you—and he approaches on behalf of his brother. and you’re always hanging out w both of them anyway, both doting on you. until johnny wants to take ur relationship to the next level
he’s not as experienced, shy and a bit unsure of himself, so he asks if you’d be okay with his brother helping him a bit the first time.
and then after that night u have a talk together about it,, and sonny and johnny have a separate talk before you all talk together—and that’s how the poly starts w the carisi twins 🥹
kang dae-ho the man you are..
dad'sbestfriend! james mcavoy x brown!fem!reader
🍯 hunni pot — oh. my. god. for context i was speaking to a friend recently about split (2016) and she tried to convince me it wasn't real because she'd never heard of it and she's a movie junkie.. long story short we rewatched it and i don't remember james mcavoy being THAT hot?? like i remember him being hot but damn. anyways enjoy my rambling as i freak out over dilfs on the main. im back hoes. reader is like early 20s and james is his age and divorced
hot summer days were the best thing for you. the sun warming you and giving you dark tan lines that highlighted you stretch marks that little bit more. looking through your aptly packed suitcase, you huffed at the idea of not being able to buy a new bikini. granted, you were only here for two weeks of your summer break, and you did have four in total, but you could never have too many, right? you settled on your blue two-piece, throwing a tank top and a baby skirt over it just to prevent your ass from being completely out as you walked down to the waterfall/lake a little ways from the summer house.
you decided to tan before getting in the water, the peaceful current giving you the perfect opportunity to relax and lay around. laying on your towel under the beating sun, you slid you bottoms down over the dips in your hips, a little crack show for the birds and bees.
maybe ten minutes go by, and you turn over to face the sky. sitting here baking with a blunt would be amazing, and you make a mental note to roll one next time you come down here. slipping your top down a little, then a lot, then just taking it off and letting it all hang out was a wise decision, the sun shining on your bare dark nipples and a tickle moving it's way in between your thighs as you reel in the feeling. another ten-ish minutes and you're dozing, barely keeping your eyes open as you listen to the water flow just a few feet from you. you stop trying after a bit, rolling into the sensuality of sleeping half-naked with nature.
until you feel a shirt laying over your midriff.
and feel mr. james trying to shake you awake. fuuuuck.
his eyes are (reasonably) diverted from you. james couldn't help but feel like a perverted high schooler, awkwardly kneeling so his best friends daughter didn't have to see the far too obvious boner she was giving him right now. james had kids of his own, he'd seen nipples and pantylines before, so why did he feel so.. different?
as you woke up and hoped to God Almighty that that the Earth would just swallow you while right there, mr. james gave you that we don't have to talk about it look that he'd given you many times. you just nodded as he turned away, flicking his belt and removing his shorts to reveal his trunks. it could've been your hazy brain. it could've been the angle since you were still tying your top. it could've been the lighting of the Sun, for God's sake, but you swear that mr. james' trunks were outlining his cock, the fabric tightening around his thighs. but you didn't have time to see it because he quickly plunged into the water, using his big arms to move himself under the waterfall, cascading down his hair and chest. (im a dirty pervert. omg that gif is going to the wank bank)
you sat on a smooth rock, right in the middle of the lazy lake. it was low, allowing the water to kiss your feet and the Sun to rub your back. watching as mr. james blatantly circled you, like an animal. he came to a stop in front of you, just watching you before speaking. "it's a cute top, y'know. dunno why you'd wanna ditch it." he shrugs, laughing as your attempt at splashing him ended with you nearly falling off the rock and him being no more wet than he already was.
you two got out after a bit, talking about life and how school was going and whatever could come to mind. mr. james's eyes never left you once, meanwhile you were avoiding his eyes like the plague. too busy watching his chiseled stomach flex every time he laughs, or shifts, or just fucking sits there.
"m'eyes are up here, lassie. what's with the pervin'?" he asks, lifting your chin with two fingers. you open your mouth, but words are failing you and by God you can't speak your mind. what would he think of you?
"i wanna fuck you."
oh.
"oh?" shit. what the fuck is wrong with you?
the answer to that question would have to wait for another time, because mr. james wasted no time scooting closer to you on the towel, lifting you up over his lap and lettin you sink down on his swim trunks, the cold fabric making you roll your hips. james could only grunt, resting his hand on your ass to push you a bit more forward, his hard-on twitching right against your clit.
"who've thought you as such a fuggin minx.." he groans, his lips connecting with yours twice, then a third time before you could feel his fingers slipping past your bottoms, groaning into your mouth as he feels your pussy for the first time. no matter how many times he'd dreamed about this, rubbed his cock to the idea of pleasuring you, he couldn't have dreamed this up in a hundred fucking years. but God, was he loving it.
slipping his cock out from his shorts, he watched as you let your manicured hand slip around him. james couldn't believe his fucking eyes, if he hadn't waited so long for this, he'd have cum just by the look in your eyes. sinking down, you rest your hands on his chest, feeling his trembling breath. you don't even have to tell him how much you love it, your pussy does all the work for you. the wet noises that start to come out of you spare no expense at letting james know what a good job he's doing at fucking you from below.
mr. james, ohhhfuuck.. you could barely contain yourself, he was fucking you with something to prove. the plap! plap! noise against the water falling in the background was heaven.
"drop that mr., darling. you know we aren't being very-- ugh, fuck me.. formal right now." he chuckles, continuing to fuck up into you while adding his fingers in the mix, rubbing your clit in deliberate, wet circles. cumming, oh fuck..!
and cumming you were. the Sun was beaming on your face, you were being fucked like a whore in the most intimate setting in all the Earth, and you were cumming, hard. james pants as he fucks you through your orgasm, letting you go limp on his shoulder. "wet as the water you are, darling." he chuckles, reeling in the way you clench around his cock completely involuntarily. a beat goes by as he rests his hands on your waist.
"you've ever been skinny dipping?" it was going to be a looooong night.
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