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.
started a draft and they already have it under review UUUUYGGGHHH
oh you hate me? you see my big beautiful sad brown eyes and you’re gonna hate me?
im so obsessed with BMF rn so i made this concept fic.. should i write it and if so for who? i was thinking chan but i wanna lean away from skz after big barbie is done. anyways ya lmk
"ooo but if a white person said not to interact!!!" Suck my dick and BALLS eat my ass and swallow my nut I do not CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
who dis? eren, ony, and connie AOT x BLACK!FEM!reader
huunni drops → cussin, whorekneeness, uhhhhhh WHAT ELSE I MISS?
warning ! this url contains unprotected $3X, mommy kynk, nd cussin! you've been warned!
when sonny admitted that he wanted to make you a mother, you thought he was joking, or maybe even lying. you thought that, considering he came from such a big family he would want to wait for kids. but after his youngest sister birthed his (third? forth?) niece, he asked, no— begged you for a baby. just one, he promises (he lied).
he almost cums just by you lowering yourself onto his cock, your dripping kitty just gliding to connect the two of you completely. his balls throb so painfully he whines into your neck, dragging his lips up and down the side before crying out when you clench,
"mommy...y'so fuckin wet around me, fuck." he's not wrong, you two hadn't had a single second of peace the entire week, and the second he was told to take a few days off, he came home ready to be inside you until he couldn't anymore.
your head retracts a bit at the word, looking down at your fiance, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. his eyes are so low and his eyebrows are perched up like a puppies. "mommy?" you ask him, your eyes squinting a bit, intrigued.
"yeah, 'm gonna make you a mommy.. 'm gonna fuckin cum in you till it drips out." his rough hands grip your hips, roughly moving you up and down his cock. his voice drops so fucking deep, like it does when he first wakes up in the morning. his cock is hitting the right spot, just right. and that stupid fucking name keeps falling from him lips, his pink, soft, beautiful lips—
"mommy"
Hello, I am Amal, a mother of seven children ranging from 15 years to 7 months old. Due to escalated war conditions, I relocated to the south, leaving my husband in the north to care for his ailing father. I am eager to reunite with my husband and children as soon as possible. I have initiated a fundraising campaign to support our journey, and I look forward to your support and participation to collectively become a beacon of hope in achieving this dream🙏🙏.
Vetted by @90-ghost
thabk you for trusting me with your story, Amal! I'm praying that you are reunited with your children and husband safely and as soon as possible! Stay strong and safe!
hiiiiii i wanted to say that i love ur blog is focused on black and hispanic readers, it’s normally really hard to find big like that and also have good words so megaaaa kudos to u💗💗💗💗💗
also, do u have any other recommended authors for black readers???? just asking
stay safe and take care💗💗💗
hey babes!! so sorry this took so long, i just wanted to make sure i got everyone i could find!! kay, here goes.
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please, please reblog this with more black/hispanic authors! we need to get these lovely authors and all others in out community the recognition they need!! love yall
HOMG AND IMAGINR
Johnny pumping into u from behind and Sonny guiding ur head on his cock and ur brain is MUSHING bc Johnny is behind u muttering and blabbering abt out good ur pussy is and how warm, wet, etc just praising the heck outta you and them THE DEVIL REINCARNATED carisi is in front of you growling abt how he's gonna fill ur mouth up soo good and how ur such a slut getting used by him nd his brother at the same time and and and
(Also I have another thot for twisted Tuesday just in case you wanted to hear it.. 🤭)
THE DEVIL REINCARNATED HELP 😭😭😭
just johnny holding your hips, whining softly in your ear as he mutters “so pretty. so wet. make me feel so good. always such a good girl” gripping at your skin leaving bruises in the shape of his fingers
to which sonny scoffs “good fuckin slut more like… lookat her, takin cock like ‘s what she’s meant to do… you’re a silly little whore, right baby?” he mocks a pout.
you choke around him, trying to speak around his cock. he pushes his cock further as your mouth opens and you whine, nodding dumbly as he laughs meanly.
but as always, your sweet angel baby is rushing to your defense. “not a silly whore” as he kisses your neck. “a perfect pretty princess… right baby?” as he gently pulls your head off sonny. “i wanna hear you say it” he mumbles sweetly.
“right daddy” you whisper, nodding softly as you’re already trying to crawl your way back to sonny’s cock.
IM GOING TO HWVE A FUCKING ANEURYSM
(i always wanna hear thots heheheh)
warning ! this url contains: unprotected $3X, drunk $3X, b0nd4ge, nd cussin! you've been warned!
at first, it was a passing joke after one (four) too many margaritas at a rooftop get together for the department. just something you thought was something your little group of girls (liv, amanda, kat and alex) and only them heard, something everyone giggled a bit and even agreed with (but liv, she complained that "getting taken control of is overrated").
at first, it was something you were almost 100% sure nobody else had heard, and even if they had, it wouldn't matter! everyone knew you and carisi were dating. and even if they didn't know for sure, the way you two lingered around each other, or the way you knew how the other liked their coffee, something was up, something.
at first, it was just that statement.
"i'd let carisi handcuff me."
and boooooy, did he plan to!
at first, when you hear the metal clinking tighter around your wrist, your blood runs a little cold. usually, you would be putting your cuffs on someone else. someone who did something foul. but now, in the comfort of your own home, your own bedroom, it felt good. it made that split second of freezing blood worth it when your boyfriend pecked your shoulder and your entire body warmed, your thighs rubbing together as you arched your back just a little bit more, enough for you to feel this tip (which was covered in pre) tap your clit ever so slightly.
when he slips inside your slick cunt, he groans just like always before gripping your restricted arms and pulling you flush against him.
"fuuuuuck, doll.. 's the shit.. fuck yeah." his accent is thicker, his voice low and sultry as he whispers into your ear. the room starts to smell like sweat and carisi's cologne as he keeps rutting into your wet pussy, not stopping until you cream around his cock and shake, begging him to let up, to give you a break.
once he unlocks your handcuffs, the brunette massages your wrists and kisses you. knowing that that little passing statement you made will now make a lasting affect in the bedroom 🫶🏾