#pussy waggon

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Imagine:

Watching Erik in a sex club and getting really turned on.

Y’all stay sparking the freak in me!! Lmao.

This is a whole lotta smut of course.

Sexcathalon.

That was the name of the Sex Club Y/N decided to check out while visiting LA from Texas. She came alone because her friend was married and definitely not down. That was all cool, Y/N made it her priority to see what it was all about. She tried to find some information besides location online but everything was very private, and for good reason. The things she heard about this club...lord. Porn right before your eyes.

She got in, moving past that black velvet curtain into a world that oozed sex. Nothing indiscreet happened here, everything was out in the open. Too shy to actually try anything with anyone, Y/N found a dark corner in a private lounge area designed for those who only wanted to watch everyone fuck around not do anything. If only she had the guts to get up and fuck like the woman she had her eyes on for a while. This black goddess was taking three dicks-three big black dicks. She could feel the intensity in her eyes. Y/N shivered as if those men were dicking down every hole she had. A dick in the mouth, ass, and wet pussy. She was filled to the brim and it made Y/N’s eyes roll back.

Fuck, this shit was surreal. Sitting there made her suffer. Her skin felt like the sun was resting against her back. The moisture between her legs began to ooze down her thighs.

“I wanna cum so bad,” she whispers, taking another sip of her drink called love potion.

Not only did she need a sexcathalon, she needed an orgasm-cathalon, see who would make her ass cum the fastest and the hardest. The nympho deep inside of her wanted to sample any dick she could, no matter how big they were. Speaking of big, every man in this club had fat and long dicks.The heat and the smell of burning incense secluded her. She needed to get up and move, be seen, grabbed up and taken to a corner or an empty room to be made into a sex slave. Y/N didn’t want slow deliberate strokes, she wanted rough and hard. The last time she remembered being fucked like that was about a year ago, in the back of a G-Waggon with her legs around his neck. His name was Ace, and he was married.

Time to get up, bitch, and scratch that itch.”

Y/N finished off her fruity drink, fixing the red chemise she wore with an open back, garter straps, and thong, then fixing her messy bun. Sensuously, she made her way back to the bar to grab another drink, the red stripper heels on her feet making her thick legs look even better.

“Another love potion, that shit was good.”

The bartender made her another round, admiring the see through sheer of her chemise, showing him how big her areolas and nipples are. He was fine too, really tall, about 6’5, skin like the night sky and a body so lean she wanted to reach across that bar and touch. He was working, but if his shift was up he could have her however he wanted. Y/N turns away from the bar, watching all the people on the dance floor, fucking and moving to the reggae beats. She saw a woman pulling her sub with a chain attached to his collar, that vision making her wish she had a collar of her own.

As her eyes moved over the sea of people, Y/N caught sight of a man yanking some chicks curly fro. His lips were pressed into her ear, rage in his eyes so thrilling Y/N felt like she was the girl getting her hair pulled. The scene was frightening and dangerous but it was also primal and smoldering. She couldn’t make out what he was telling the girl, but the way his hands moved up and down her naked body, occasionally smacking her phat ass and wrapping around her neck, it gave Y/N a lingering feeling. She wanted that.

This mystery man with tapered dreads, standing in full nudity with a body so fit it couldn’t belong to a human being, maybe a mythological God but not a man. The gold around his neck and on his fingers was the perfect contrast against his glistening brown skin, neck down to his crotch dripping with sweat. He gripped the girls hair, bringing her onto her knees in front of him. Keeping a good hold on her hair, he said something real slow and steady the girl having difficulty speaking. He tilted his head down at her, eyes squinting with darkness. She spoke a lot louder, opening her mouth wide while the man thrust forward, his dick completely encased within her mouth.

“Fuck,” Y/N wasn’t the only one watching. There were women and men around her stealing glances at the two of them. Her head bobbed up and down with difficulty, the man’s hips rolling into her mouth with his eyes looking around him, letting every woman know that this is what you get when you fuck with him. This chick couldn’t be the one for him at the moment. He had to do all the work and make sure his dick was deep down her throat.

“All that good dick going to waste,” Y/N spoke, a couple next to her agreeing with her. Fuck if she would stand there and not show his sexy ass a thing or two. Y/N felt obligated to march over to them and pull that girl away. This was just practice for him, he was just warming up. Now, he was pulling her mouth from his dick before smacking her in the face repeatedly with it, he was talking to her like a child from what it looked like. This humiliation was sexy. He lifts her up, bending her over a chair. Grabbing up a condom, covering that beautiful dick up, he starts rubbing it against her folds before sinking inside. The look on his face let her know that the pussy she had was oh so good. He started pounding that pussy, spreading her cheeks to admire how tight her asshole was. His eyes were still looking around him, dreads in his eyes and teeth biting down hard on that juicy bottom lip.

“Mmm,” Y/N moved a little closer, fully surrounded by everyone on that dance floor. She wanted him to know she liked the way he slang dick. Y/N started moving her hips in time to Sean Paul- Shake that thang, the sensual beat perfect for the moment. His eyes looked up in time to see her moving just for him, those low eyes wider now. He studied her movements, the pussy he was in just a second thought. While he drilled, he watched with a mixture of want and longing. Y/N turns, poking her ass out at him to see, she bends over, dragging her hands up the back of her thighs and to her ass where she spread her cheeks, the thong she had on pressed up against her asshole and phat puss. She takes her fingers, pulling the thong to the side, showing him how her phat puss would slip out like two chunky pieces of meat. She threw her ass in a circle slowly, spreading her pussy lips to show him just what he could really be banging instead of that tired bitch. Something really came over her. She went from shy to bad in a matter of minutes. Y/N wanted him to fuck her bad girl pussy up. She’d be a slut for him, she’d be his nasty little bitch.

“Damn, shorty,” a man dancing next to her looked down on her ass and arched back, “can I have you, please?”

“Nah.”

Y/N lifts slowly, turning to the mystery man with a hard stroke and a big pretty dick. He looked even better up close. His dreads were swept from his eyes now, and her guess was correct, he did have lips that looked like pussy pillows.

“She with me.” The way he said that, the way he grabbed her up like she was disrespecting him by spreading that tight pussy in front of all these people.

“This too much for you?” He grabbed his dick, swinging it, “that tight ass pussy on you, I gotta ask first.”

She bends over again, “what you think?” Y/N spread that pussy open again, making her opening twitch. She was so damn wet. Straight gushing down her thighs. The agony she felt, the emptiness her pussy felt for this man and his big ol’ dick. Both men made sounds of longing, but the mystery man was the champ tonight.

“Fuck,” he pulls her up, her ass pressed firm against his groin, “my name is Erik, call me Daddy if you like...”

“Y/N, call me your nasty little bitch.”

“Oh you are...you are...mmm,” he sparked her soul.

“You done practicing with that chick? Let me show you how I swallow dick...” Y/N started moving her hips over his dick, Erik thrusting his hips into her ass.

“You got too much on, ma, take all this shit off.”

While she moved on him, she undressed. Once all that ass and titties fell out Erik’s hands were pleasantly plucking her nipples, palming her ass, and cupping her pussy.

“Damn, got a nigga ready to buss a nut already. You ain’t let none of these other niggas in here get a taste yet, I can tell.”

He slaps her ass, his balls massaging her after the hard hit.

“You tryna mark me up?”

“I’m tryna buss this pussy open.” He corrected.

“Are you this nasty outside of this club?”

He didn’t respond to that while he tortured her ass with his hands. That dick was between her cheeks.

“Damn, you poking me with that pole, yeah?”

“Want me to fill you up with this pole?”

“Fuck yeah,” She was ready to let him have it all, “fill this pussy up so good, make me scream in this bitch.”

That was it, Erik yanked her up into a standing position, pulling her over to one of the secluded lounge areas. There was a bowl full of condoms, a bottle on ice, and inscense burning. Erik tossed her onto the couch, walking over to her face.

“Since you can do it better, suck this dick.”

She wasted no time, arching over the velvet couch, slipping his dick into her mouth.

“Look at me.”

She met his eyes, taking him down her throat without a flinch.

“Oh yeah? Shake that ass bitch.”

Y/N made her arch real deep, shaking her ass while sucking his pipe. He didn’t have to grab her hair or tell her what to do, she was all tongue, jaws, and throat.

“Forreal? This-this how you do it?”

She didn’t even answer him, so deep in dick sucking mode. This goes to show why she loved sucking dick, make a nigga go crazy watching her pull on that dick with her tight lips. He had his lips all poked out, face scrunching from time to time. She even caught sight of his eyes fluttering and that’s when she popped that dick out of her mouth to suck on his balls.

“Look at you,” He shook his head with a bite of his juicy lip, “shit don’t make no sense, you know how to take care of me.”

Y/N popped her mouth off his balls, her tongue flicking the underside of his dick.

“Ooooh, you bitch...you nasty bitch. Where you from?”

“Texas,” she spoke all soft and flirty.

“Texas Huh? A southern girl.”

“Mmhmm,” she sucked on the tip of his dick.

“You driving them down south niggas crazy with this good mouth you got?”

“All the way crazy,” she smiles, sucking him fully again.

“I don’t usually buss in these bitches mouths, don’t think they deserve it, but you,” he stroked her face with his thumb, “you gets it all, you hella bad with that mouth.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

She sucked harder, his control slipping. His dick swelled against her jaws and the moment she started bobbing her head in a wild manner, Erik lost it, making the back of her throat a target.

“Swallow every single drop, baby...good fucking girllll.”

Popping her mouth off, Y/N was ready to sit on his face.

“Let me ride your face.”

Erik gets down on the couch, Y/N squatting over his mouth. She wasted no time lowering her pussy on him, grinding against his open mouth, letting his tongue drag all over her and inside her. She could feel the blazing looks from everyone on them both. His hands would come up to slap her ass extra hard whenever she leaked into his mouth.

“I just knew those lips would drive me crazy.”

She roles her hips extra hard, uncaring that she could possibly be suffocating him.

“Fuck, your lips are so soft oh my Goodness.”

He sucked on her, Y/N grabbing hold of the arm of the couch. Her ass bounced, release right there.

“Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!!!!!”

She was creaming in his mouth and down his chin. He kept eating away until he was full with her nut. That was wild. Y/N couldn’t feel her damn legs. Erik lifts her off of him, his shiny face being attacked by her tongue the minute he came back up. She licked him all over, cleaning him off.

“Damn, baby girl, bend over, please.”

She arched her back over the couch, Watching Erik take a condom to place over his big dick. Once he was fully covered, he walks up behind her, rubbing his dick over her clit and smacking it. He finally pushed inside of her, the blissful sound escaping her mouth making him moan.

“Make that sound again, do that shit again while I fuck your ass up.”

She wanted it rough. He gave it to her. Erik was deep inside of her pussy. What cervix? She could feel that dick in her guts.

“Erik, you’re so deep, baby.”

“That’s how you like it though, you can feel that dick in your spine right?”

She cursed into the couch, looking back to watch her ass clap against him. He was so fluent in her pussy, each time she arched further he was right there, catching the pussy while she threw it back. From the outside looking in, the sex they were having was the best sex in that club. Turning her head, she looked out at all the melanin, the sea of people watching with lust and admiration. She would have to be careful the rest of the night, niggas would be trying to grab her up from left to right.

“Fuck this some good dick on you!!!”

Erik’s fist was in her hair now. He popped the elastic band that held up her bun, her thick hair wild now while it twisted around his fingers.

“Best dick you ever had,” he had his other hand pressing down on her spine, “Keep that fucking arch.”

Her eyes rolled, her pussy a wet leaking hole for his good dick. She was dripping to the couch now, making small puddles of cream beneath her. All that pink pussy open and spilling with a long thick pipe smashing her. She had to catch her breath.

“I’m cumming on this dick,” she squeezed the life out of his dick before squirting. The owners of the club were gonna have a big mess to clean up. Her pussy was never ending with the squirting and creaming. He was really fucking it all out of her. He didn’t even change positions.

“All this messy shit!!!” He smacked the hell out of her ass, “this some sloppy pussy, baby!”

He was so wild in her, she was sore. She loved it.

“Take it, take it, take it,” he said over and over again, his voice lowering each time. Erik was out of it. He was controlled by the pussy.

“Ahh, man, your so wild in my pussy!”

Y/N made whimpering noises, unable to control what her pussy was doing at this point. It was out of her hands. Whatever magic his dick conjured, it had her pussy open and cumming.

“Damn, I wanna take you back to Texas with me... fuck, your getting fat inside my pussy!!!”

Sure enough, Erik was moaning her name, his hands on her shoulders to keep her steady while he pounded away into bliss. The cum he shot into that condom was thick.

“Shit, ma.” Both of his hands came down on her ass.

“Little nasty bitch, how long you here for?”

Her head lazily rested on the back of the couch. She couldn’t even speak at the moment. Y/N reaches back to touch his sweaty abdominal muscles.

“You hear me talking to you, girl?” Erik was all in her ear, mouth literally pressed against her earlobe.

“Five...five more days,” she tiredly spoke.

“That’s enough time to put my name on that puss,” Erik jokes, “I’m ready to take you home with me, I want you hella bad.”

“That’s cool with me.” She fell to the couch, looking up at his naked frame illuminated by the blue hazy lights.

“Shit, it better be.”

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[jimtheviking]

[cesiscribbles]

Random ideas/HCs: Mic and Zawa in a “a Quiet Place” AU (For those who don’t know what that is: It’s a movie in a post-apocalyptic world where you have to be quiet because any kind of noise attrackts monsters who gonna hunt and kill you. Aka Mics personal hell.) Mic and Zawa in a Zombie AU where Mic had one job to find a discreet car for them but comes back with the “Pussy Waggon” from Kill Bill and is super excited because his little nerd heart is happy like “OMG I GOT THE ICONIC THING FROM THE MOVIE”.

Mic with slightly glowing eyes in the dark. (Maybe for some sort of Ghost AU?)

[giz-linus]

poster i made for my love for ever giz escalation

[threenorth]

Last night you told me you had to go further away to new York for school.

I laughed and said don't worry about the distance, they got planes and cars and I'd walk if I had to.

I then said it's not like I've dated people in England and Italy. But no i can't do long distance with you. Because you want someone there in person and you didn't want to make a sacrifice.

I woke up to remember that you asked about it but i declined. It was hard in 2012/2013 to watch movies at the same time and do things together while in opposite.

But it was a line from hey there Delilah.

It reminded me that I thought about walking to your house and throw pebbles at your window but I didn't know the city that well and i didn't have a bike. But i decided not to because i knew i had to cross a highway. I did think about asking you to take your moms soccer car the pussy waggon but i didn't want the police to get involved if your parents thought you might of stolen it.

I did think about telling you to meet me at a half way point but i didn't know how I'd get there.

Also what if i got the wrong Window that would go terribly for the next 2/1 days that you might never be able to get out of the house. I thought the odds were not in my favour.

But i did find

[jamesdavey100]

Race 5 of 9 of the #TRUNCE with @tammygaines1, @cegrace6, @emmalister90, @squatfordonuts, @running_recruiter, @johnlaverick, Dave, Wayne, Steve, Wendy and Gary. 🗻 I keep getting asked ..... Do you enjoy Trunce ? Well here is your answer, my big, stupid cheesy grin says it all, I absolutely love it ! Especially when I'm smashing nearly 3minutes off Race 4's previous PB ! I reckon if I put a little less effort into forging my next Facebook profile photo, stop being a pussy and nail those slippy downhill forest sections I might have 35minutes in me and beat Tammy before the season out ! 🏁⏱🏃‍♂️💪🏼 🗻 Can't wait for Race 6, c'mon !!!!!! ⛰ Big thanks again to everyone that make's this race possible and to Carol Wolstenholme, Kieth, Graham, Lionel, Chris, Steve Frith and Jack Crownshaw for some fantastic photos as always 📷 🗻 Don't forget to support Steve's charity if you can .... Woodhead Mountain Rescue www.stevefrithphotography.com/donations Text WMRT57 £1 to 70070 ⛰ #june #race5 #offroadraceseries #penistone #oxspring #yorkshire #fra #fellrunnersassociation @run_arr @adidasterrex @adidasrunners @cityrunsldn @adidas #boost #supernova #st @garmin @garminuk #fenix5x #beatyesterday 🏃🏻‍♂️💪🏼⏱🏁 (at Waggon And Horses Oxspring) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzKqI_WhUIAHoYu3qVcT8z4e9VRnzpRPSrzETE0/?igshid=2gfzgt2gin62

[greatcomettexting-archive]

hi mi name es giorgio i woerk in potatoe faktory and since mi padre died in a donkey waggon accident i leav mi wife and ugli daughter to become a pro leagueue of leyendaerio player, everydai i watch rainamndio. i just wante to sai thank you veriyi much rauinmanio i improvd from bronce 5 to wood 7 in just 6 months. plz no copato pasterato dis is onli my life. i ALso killed mi dog. Sorry fo mi bad englando im not NA

Oh, how very big of you. You're an alpha male, are you? Well, let me clue you in on something: Alpha Males haven't been in charge for a good couple of decades. Obviously, this tirade is directed on a High School level. Once you get out of high school, and begin working at your dead-end office job, you know who your boss is going to be? That's right, that pasty nerd you made fun of. It's funny, you see. The majority of the women you are talking about, despite the blatant lies you've slipped in, and the generalizations which remain moderately untrue, are frankly, idiotic sluts. The fact that you're trying to taunt us with them is inane, because while they sound appealing in text, in reality, we wouldn't want anything to do with the ****ing skanks. And furthermore, thank you for "****ing every girl in the school (I bet you can bench 2000 pounds too, amirite?)." Honestly, thank you. Why, you may ask? Because, by taking away the easy route, you have brought pain upon us. You have brought us misery, you have forced us to adapt to that misery, and to grow as people. Luxury doesn't incite growth, pain does. So while you're busy sticking it in your AIDS-ridden skanks, we're studying, learning, gaining skills that are necessary for life. You may scoff at this, call us stupid nerds for not getting the pussy while it's hot, but guess what? We're going to get it eventually. You said so yourself, women love power. So, eventually, you're going to find a women you love as much as she primally needs you. You're going to get married, maybe settle down a bit. Wild sex for the first two years, but after a while, she'll get ansy. She'll grow tired of the novelty of the Alpha Male. Your relationship will become the dull forced marriage that is seen constantly in America. You'll likely divorce her and move on, getting a younger wife that'll need you as much as your old wife did when you first married. Seems swell, doesn't it? I can assure you, it isn't. By now, we have risen to power. While you live the life of the swingers, we are the Senators, the Chairmen, we are the rulers of life as you know it. We have transcended your pitiful existence, and control every aspect of your very fate, without you even so much as noticing. By now, we have the money and the power, and as Scarface once said (We know you love him, and have his poster on your bedroom wall,'cause you're cool like that) next we get the women. And guess who it is that loves power, as you said women do? That's right, it's your little skank of a wife! Now, most of us will likely have settled down with a wife, but I'm sure there are plenty that would be glad to take your wife when she dumps your sorry ass to go to the people she knows have the real power. And, as we get older, our fortunes and power will grow. We'll eventually get a few trophy wives, settle down a bit, and live in the lap of luxury. Meanwhile, you, the "Alpha Male" will be left alone. By the time you hit thirty, your primal attraction, your ONLY asset, will begin to fade. Your third wife in ten years will grow tired of your old, pitiful body, and will leave you. Stuck in a dead-end job as one of our pawns, you will grow old and even less appealing. Eventually you will die an old and unloved man, either by taking your own life, drowning yourself in booze, or perhaps merely out of your own misery. So go ahead. Brag about how many women you are ****ing. Call us losers. We may seem to be upset, and you may mock our pain, but I assure you, we know your fate. And we are smiling inside.

[jadeclaymoresworld]

It makes me laugh that when 'Grease Lightning' plays on the TV they block out the words shit and tit but still let him sing 'The chicks'll cream' and 'really pussy waggon'

[soflying369]

soi la digievolución de mi divievolución

así es maldita 

te patearé el trasero por pussy waggon

dalo todo