Dirty Thoughts - Tumblr Posts
on the train hoping an older attractive man gropes me with his eyes
i just love a man that knows what his woman wants without even having to ask
like yes im in a fuck me mood
The best things in life are just better messy.. tacos, burgers, blowjobs. ✨ Messier the better.
In the mood to be used to 90s trash/grunge rock. Imagine.. his strong hands in my hair controlling my movements while his cock is so deep in my throat, using me so rough I start to make those guk guk sounds.. the sounds are so fitting to the music and with each thrust I become more and more high off him. There’s now slobber and spit everywhere and I’m making such a mess. He notices this and me becoming to far out- he takes himself out of me and firmly slaps my face-twice. Slap slap and then pulling me up for kisses, to right back on himself. “Stay with me. I’m not done yet” he says as he continues his to use me. His hand tightens around the back of my neck holding me deep in in throat. I start tapping but he doesn’t let me up. I can feel him pulsing- this is it! He lets me loose just enough to pull up so he can finish in my mouth, knowing how much I love enjoy the taste. Oh how I do, so much I start to violently orgasm from the feeling of him squirting into my mouth and the taste filling me up. I’m done I’m high- no more thoughts- just empty while my mouth cocks warms him as I fall asleep.
Being in a position authority in a female dominate field is interesting, especially with the way my mind works. I find myself imagining others sexual personalities. Curious about their kinks and experience. Sometimes fantasizing about the things I could teach them. The older I get, the less I try to fight these thoughts.
Another day, all edged up. I'm not sure if it's all this rainy weather or the weed strain that has me so rocked up. At work, all I can think about is getting home and taking my dick out. But if course I have people telling me they are doing by after work smh 😢😢 so I'll have to wait even longer. Oh and a bought a new sex toy....
Well it's safe to say my new toy is very stimulating... let a little cutie control it yesterday. When I took it off it was drenched in precum...
It's Wednesday so I hope all you little cuties get out your cute little stuffies or favorite pillow and celebrate Hump Day right...
My toy collection is going to get out of control this summer... having to much fun pouring on shows for people...
Lately, I've been fantasizing about keeping a toy locked away in the basement... lure her down there and take her by surprise... chain her up. Then leave her down in a room with a red light and a mattress.... when she finally stops screaming, I'll go down there, but only while wearing a mask and gloves. I'll try to explain to her that she is mine now. I will do this every day until she finally agrees. I will teach her to be the toy of my dreams.....
I just need a girl that isn't going to judge me for her aroused watching horror movies...
I know what you want, but I want to hear you say || TW
summary: To Toto, you and your intentions are as transparent as glass, but that doesn't matter, he wants to hear you say it.
cw: Pure filth, mild smut, softdom!Toto, sub!reader, brat!reader, teasing on both sides, mild degradation.
a/n: nothing too long, just dirty daydreams of a Saturday morning.
You've been hovering around him all morning, giving him cute little smiles, bringing him coffee, massaging his shoulders randomly. You were restless and it was noticeable from miles away, he loved seeing your attempts to disguise, to keep a low profile, but Toto saw what you were implying between the lines, he knew you wanted to be bent over his desk, interfering with his work, being taken like a brat.
Honey, you were so transparent to him, Toto would realize your intentions in the dark, with a blindfold on.
He took off his glasses as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, not knowing exactly how long he had been in front of the computer, he looked up to catch a glimpse of you lying on the couch, watching your favorite TV show. Conveniently facing away from him, who would have guessed, right? You wore a flowery summer dress, made of light fabric and thin straps, the hem of the dress dangerously above the line between your thighs and your ass.
Toto tilted his head, seeing how the dress did little to cover her black lingerie, Toto felt his pants get tight in his crotch. He knew what you were up to, handing him cups of coffee, leaving her breasts very "absentmindedly" close to his face, giving a limitless view of her cleavage, or how her hips swayed in a hypnotic manner when you left the office. Wearing that far from innocent dress, the hints were there, and he would have to be blind not to see them; Toto tried to ease the discomfort of the pants over his cock, but apparently only you could solve that.
"Schatzi, can you come here"? He called you and seeing you look at him over your shoulder made his pants feel even tighter. Damn.
You jumped up from the sofa and walked quickly to the office, without asking for permission, you sat on his lap, available in a very convenient way. Toto kept his hand strategically placed on your thighs, caressing the soft skin, without breaking the limit of the dress, for now, you swung your feet, adjusting herself on his lap until she was comfortable — right on top of his hard cock, and heard him take a deep breath, you were reaching your limit and you knew it, like the provocative brat you were.
"What were you watching, schatzi?" He questioned, slowly spreading your thighs, exploring the warm skin slowly. You smiled, crossing your arms under your breasts, making your cleavage more evident. He put away the papers, closed the notebook, leaving the table clean and unoccupied for now.
"I wanted to watch Supernatural, but I ended up leaving it on Masterchef" you murmured, moving a little, making the hardened penis fit between your legs, exactly where you wanted it, drawing a harsher breath from the older man.
"I see... And was it good?" his fingers traced lines on your inner thigh, creating goosebumps on your skin, making you gasp.
"Too much!
Toto reached the soaked fabric of your panties, and you were literally dripping wet, the wet spot on your thighs didn't lie. You moaned and thrust your hips against his hand, leaning on the arm of the armchair and holding onto the oak table. Toto massaged your clitoris, very sensitive and swollen with need, he drew spirals on the delicate spot until leaving you on the edge of your orgasm, and then he stopped, listening to your moans.
"You're very easy to read, baby, such a sweet and transparent little thing, I can see all your desires, but..." he pressed his thumb again on her panties, rubbing the delicate lace against your clit, making you bite your lip and moan, unable to keep your eyes open "what do you want, baby?"
He stopped and you whimpered loudly, pushing your pelvis against him, wanting more contact, your legs were shaking and you lost strength in every second of torture.
"Baby- fuck! Please!" you moaned, pressing your nails into your palms, Toto was such a cruel son of a bitch...
"What? Sorry Schatzi, I don't understand, can you repeat that?" he snapped, but the response he got was your ass rubbing circles over his dick, making everything more exciting for both of you. He grunted, pushing his fingers into you, pressing against the wet lace, you rolled your eyes, it felt so good, wow, you could pass out right there. "What happened dear?" Toto questioned cynically.
He laughed, starting a crazy game, he stimulated your clit until he felt you tremble with the imminent orgasm and then he stopped, letting all the tension dissipate to start again, teasing you again.
“I know what you want, but I want to hear you ask for it” he held your chin as he pushed your panties to the side, inserting two fingers into your needy hole, making you scream. "What could my dirty, needy brat want now?" He moved his fingers, brushing your G-spot very superficially, making you tremble all over.
"Shit Toto-...!" You said between moans, squeezing the fingers moving in and out of you, controlling your orgasm.
"Huh? What?" He teased, removing his fingers, you almost collapsed, pissed that he had interrupted your orgasm again.
"Please, fuck... Fuck me soon, I want to cum so bad!" You exclaimed, grabbing the lapel of his shirt.
He smiled, placing you on the table, sitting with your legs open to him, you could barely support yourself with your arms and then you lay down as best you could on the furniture, Toto groaned at your surrender.
"I hope you don't like this pair" and with that said, he tore off your panties, licking a generous stripe across your pussy. "That's my fucking good girl, you just wanted to get fucked, didn't you, pretty girl? Being thrown onto this table and being fucked until you pass out was in your plans from an early age..
You rubbed your wet folds against his mouth, letting him fuck you however he pleased. You lost your breath.
"if that's what you wanted, then I'll give it to you, brat" and with that, he fell on top of you, fucking your pussy insanely.