#rockhard

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[nicheretrohorrorgame]

L if she was awesome

[onewinged-sephiroth]

Ok, so I had really long break at work... And when you have 1 or 2 glasses of wine or 3...you want to buy stuff..

So I bought this statue....

Its actually very nice, her face looks pretty much like on the picture.

Only 90 pounds..... 😂 😂 Yeah..... :(

But then there it is...

Ao they did her last name right and then

I think it was meant to be RockHard

[elitehoe]

Jay killed Caster and he's got a live mic I'm bricked up

[quietamericans]

Why bill why not any president!?

well i consider myself more of billary fan than just a bill fan. my focus is on the two of them together rather than just one or the other, their relationship is very interesting to me.

i'll still answer the question though, bill was fine back in the day. he was cute here and he had some serious dilfy moments in the 90s. i'd phuck him any day, but only in a threesome with hills.

[weaponize-the-frogs]

[rafayelxsylusho]

His favorite way to make you 💥💦

Raf/Xav/Sylus/Caleb/Zayne

Art: omi-resources

Xavier's favorite way to make you cum is by using only his tongue, proving that he's a true master of the art of munching. He takes his time, savoring every fold and crevice with patience and dedication that leaves you breathless.

His soft, warm lips brush against your skin as his tongue delves in, stroking and caressing you from your entrance to your clit. He takes his time exploring every inch not rushing a single moment.

As he senses your about to cum, his hands gently but firmly spread your pussy lips apart, exposing your swollen needy clit. Then, his lips close around it, engulfing it completely as his tongue begins its dance. He starts slowly, circling and flicking the sensitive bud, his mouth creating a delicious suction.

With each pass of his tongue, he picks up speed, the pressure and intensity building with each lap and swirl.

As he feels your body tensing, your breath coming in short gasps, he delivers the final blow. He runs his flat, wet tongue slowly from the bottom of your clit to the tip, applying just the right amount of pressure, and holds it there as your world explodes.

He continues, bringing you down gently from your peak, his tongue now soft and slow as he licks you through the aftershocks. By the time he's finished, your body is limp, sated, and completely satisfied.

Rafayel loves it when you cum around him. He gets immense pleasure from the way your inner muscles squeeze and ripple along his cock, massaging every inch of him as you approach your peak.

It's a plus when he can watch your pussy gripping and releasing his lenght as he stays still inside you. He enjoys seeing your little hole stretch and squeeze around him, your arousal coating his length and dripping down to the base.

When you cum he remains perfectly still. His rockhard cock stays deeply inside your pussy while he plays with your clit. He savors the sensation of your gummy walls gripping and massaging his cock, as if your body is desperately trying to hold him deep inside you.

For Rafayel, your orgasm is not complete until he feels your arousal flooding out around his cock, allowing your slick walls to glide and slide along his length. The way your cunt soaks him, drenching his pubic hair and dripping down his balls, is a testament to your intense pleasure.

Sylus loves to make you cum. PERIOD. But he has an insatiable fascination with watching you as you cum. He takes immense satisfaction in witnessing the way your body surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure.

When your climax approaches, Sylus leans in close, his forehead pressed firmly against yours. His eyes, intense and focused, bore into yours, not wanting to miss a single second of your transformation. You can feel his breath, hot and heavy, mingling with your own ragged pants as your heart races towards your peak.

He watches, transfixed, as your eyes begin to flutter closed, your long lashes casting shadows on your flushed cheeks. Just before your lids droop shut, your eyes roll back slightly, exposing the whites and revealing the depth of your surrender to the moment. This sight, coupled with the breathless, keening moans spilling from your lips, is almost more than Sylus can handle.

He listens intently to the sweet, erotic symphony of your cries, feeling them vibrate against his own lips as he maintains the intimate proximity. Each sound, each breathless whimper driving him closer to his own climax.

Caleb's favorite way to make you cum is by using his evol to keep you pinned and helplessly at his mercy, allowing you to fully surrender to the pleasure without a care for anything else. He takes great satisfaction in watching you let go completely, your body trembling and writhing with ecstasy as you're held in place.

Perhaps he has you pressed against the wall, your back arched, breasts heaving, as your climax builds to a fever pitch. With a mere thought, Caleb activates his evol, an invisible force enveloping you, molding to the contours of your body. It's a strange sensation, feeling both weightless yet anchored, suspended in a cocoon of gravity.

As your pleasure mounts and your moans grow louder, more desperate, Caleb ensures you remain firmly in place, unable to collapse or stumble, even as your legs threaten to give out.

Your body undulates against the wall, your hips bucking and jerking as the first waves of your orgasm crash over you. Caleb holds you, letting you feel the cool surface against your skin as you writhe and tremble. The contrast of the unyielding wall and the soft, yielding flesh of your body is erotic in itself.

He keeps his grip on you, keeping you pinned and secure, even as your body thrashes and your climax reaches new heights. Your breasts bounce and sway with each shuddering breath, your hardened nipples brushing against him, adding to your pleasure. All the while, Caleb watches, enraptured by bliss etched on your face as you cum, truly letting yourself go.

Zayne like to make you cum using his skillful surgical hands and long fingers. As a highly trained and accomplished surgeon, Zayne possesses an intimate understanding of the human body, and he uses this extensive knowledge to play your anatomy like a finely tuned instrument.

He begins by teasingly tracing the delicate folds of your pussy, his fingertips gliding along your slick, heated flesh with a featherlight touch. He takes his time, building anticipation as he learns the nuances of your body's responses, committing every gasp, every shiver, every minute reaction to memory.

As your arousal grows, so does the pressure and intensity of his touch. His long fingers delve deeper, parting your soft folds to expose the sensitive, throbbing flesh within. He circles your entrance, painting abstract patterns on the slick skin, before slowly, teasingly, sinking a finger, then two, then three, into your tight cunt.

His thumb finds your clit, pad rubbing circles around it as his fingers pump in and out of you. With careful precision he seeks out that special spot, the one that makes your toes curl and your eyes roll back in bliss.

He increases the pace, his fingers plunging into you harder, faster, curling with each thrust. His other hand slides up your body, cupping your breast, kneading the soft flesh, rolling your stiff nipple between his thumb and forefinger all while he whispers in your ear to cum for him.

The deep tone of his voice, combined with the skillful assault of his hands on your most sensitive areas, proves too much to withstand. Your body tenses, your back arches, your toes curl, and with a silent scream, you cum around his fingers.

[circusgoth-dotcom]

Is it really a dadbod if your tummy doesn't spill over the top of your belt a little, c'mon now 🤔🤧

[levigarden999]

his dear maid ꩜ master!toji x reader

‧₊˚ ⋅ theme : working as a maid wasn’t easy, especially when your workplace was the damn apartment owned by the richest man of the whole area. toji fushiguro. ‧₊˚ ⋅ warnings : smut , +18 , perv!toji , size kink , age gap , authority kink , fem!orgasm , oralsex!fem receiving , rough sex , overstimulation , degrading words (no master kink it’s just the caption lol)

ever since you started your work at the lavish fushiguros' apartment, toji had been obsessed with you.

the first day when toji showed you around and taught you the basics of your job, he was happy he was wearing large pants that luckily didn't show the fucking hard cock he was packing.

your skirt that was just a little too short, the somehow innocent yet slutty t shirt that showed a hint of cleavage every time you bent over nearly made him want to pounce you.

toji shamelessly palmed his cock through his pants while you were being clueless and crouched down in the bathtub, proving him that you knew how to clean the sewer. however, he didn't give a fuck about the sewer. he only wondered how you'd look all soapy and soaked up in the tub, being fucked dumb by him.

toji wanted you to work during the evenings in the weekdays, because during those hours his wife was at work and his son was back in the dorm of his school. he would often look at you while you worked, the throbbing of his cock nearly feeling painful in his pants every time he watched how small you were. so tiny that you had to grab a bench to clean the top shelves of the living room. he knew you’d look so good with your pretty pussy sucking his cock in with ease despite the stretch.

but nothing could had prepared him to how fucking good you looked bent over on the same damn marble counter that you had just wiped an hour ago, the fresh scent filling your nostrils. your hands desperately tried to find something to grip on, while toji’s face was buried deep in your pussy under the hem of your skirt, your thong urgently pulled aside.

you whimpered desperately at the sensation, the lewd sloppy sounds of toji’s long tongue and wet lips devouring your soaked folds and throbbing clit filling your ears.

toji pulled back with an exhale, a slap landing on your soft ass cheek.

”fuck-” he groaned as he stood up and began to undo his belt, wanting to free the rockhard cock which was uncomfortably packed in his pants. the pants weren’t even that tight, his cock was just so fucking huge.

”-ever since i saw you on the first day, been wantin’ to fuck this tiny pussy so fuckin’ bad” he murmured while he wiped his now freed cock teasingly inbetween your sticky folds, precum leaking from his flushed tip. your back arched, your hole embarrassingly craving that stretch he was about to give.

”you had this skirt on your first day, didn’t you?” he asked with a mocking chuckle, pulling the skirt up to fully expose your ass to him. you whined a pathetic ’yes’ as an answer.

”goddamn it, you were askin’ for it, weren’t you? needy fuckin’ slut”

you felt him lining himself against you, his large hands and fingers digging into the plush of  your hips as he thrust in. you made a noise you didn’t even know you were capable of making – it was loud, whiny and lewd.

toji didn’t go easy on you. as soon as he slipped in, he pulled back and slammed right back in, the stretch making you feel like you were spread in half. you gripped the edge of the counter, as if you were holding on for your dear life.

toji fucked you hard and deep, the tip of his cock not kissing but slamming against your cervix. the pain was quickly turned into pleasure, even if the fat cock pumping inside of your wet walls was stretching you with each thrust.

”so tight” he grunted as he grabbed your hair with a forceful grip that forced you to tilt your head back. your needy moans were turned into choked ones, the loud slamming of his hips against your squishy ass was filling the whole kitchen.

”i’m- i’m-” you whimpered, but toji already knew from the way your needy walls sucked him in and clenched around his throbbing shaft. you were about to cum on his cock.

”yeah? you wanna cum, huh?” he taunted with a low chuckle, his other hand wrapping over your mouth to muffle your moans. two thick and long fingers were pushed into the wetness of your mouth and you immediately sucked – like a fucking professional whore. you whimpered and nodded desperately.

”cum, dumb slut. wanna see you coatin’ my cock” he murmured and gripped your hair tighter, the sting on your scalp and his words mixed together finally making pure pleasure wash over your body. you were seeing stars as muffled moans left your mouth, your pussy squeezing around his fat cock which he was still pumping inside of you to the verge of overstimulation.

as you came, white juices coating his shaft and hips, he grabbed your hips again with both hands and began to fuck even harder, if it was even possible. your upper body fell back on the counter, now almost limp from the overstimulation, tears falling down your eyes. you were almost a drooling mess at that point, a fucktoy who had been fucked dumb. but you loved it.

[okkotsuslut]

MHA SMAU: Soft Launching Katsuki Bakugou

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y/n.spamz: just hangin' out :p

↳ pinkymina: hmm doesn't that room look familiar? @ sparkyboy, @ rockhard, @ sero234

↳ rockhard: 👀

↳ sparkyboy: WOAHH i ship

y/n.spamz: who knew bro was a chef?! @ bakugo.k

↳ bakugo.k: who knew that you're terrible at cooking?!

↳ y/n.spamz: oh well.. i'll just have you be my chef

↳ rockhard: hey man, you should cook for the rest of us!

↳ bakugo.k: hell no

y/n.spamz: no pain no gain i guess

↳ pinkymina: aww i wanna go with next time!

↳ y/n.spamz: plsss do! i don't think i can put up with working out with bakugou again lol

↳ bakugo.k: you're not invited Mina

y/n.spamz: shopping spree :D

↳ sparkyboy: what a simpppp

↳ bakugo.k: SHUT UP

↳ sparkyboy: oh? why u so defensive bakugo LOL

y/n.spamz: cats outta the bag i guess?

↳ pinkymina: I SO GUESSED IT!!!!

↳ rockhard: aww how manly

↳ sparkyboy: good for you man @ bakugo.k

↳ bakugo.k: @ sparkyboy shut up.

[elitehoe]

So anyways Mox and Eddie are going to hate fuck in big wembley

[deusflexai]

He knew what would happen, once he liftet the weight. And yes, his muscle mountains surged with power and while the weight began to move, explode in rockhard size.

And the only thing he could think of was

"MUSCLE EXPLOSION!"

[convergencesteel]

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Convergence Steel Pvt Ltd stands out as a leading stockist and distribution company based out of Mumbai for supplies of ROCKHARD 500 PLATES.

[elliereject]

nailtech!reader x mechanic!ellie drabble!

this came to me while I was doing my nails (cuz I’ll be damned to pay $40 for 3 strips of paint that’s gonna grow out in week)

the first time mechanic!ellie sees you, is also the first time she ever steps foot in a nail salon, clad in her jumpsuit since she had to come right after her shift. dinas wedding was coming up and she requested that all her bridesmaids gets a matching set of acrylics

mechanic!ellie who thanked dina for letting her just get her short nails painted the simple lilac colour all the other girls were getting.

mechanic!ellie who almost trips over the wet floor sign when she sees you working with a client, looking so focused and so beautiful.

mechanic!ellie who allows a few of the other girls to go ahead of her so she can time it right and get paired with you.

mechanic!ellie who feels her heart melt when you shoot her a warm smile and ask her what she’d like done and if she had a reference picture.

she stares at you blankly, and you tell her you’ll just do something you think she’d like and that you'll change it if she wants.

mechanic!ellie who feels her heart pick up in pace when you grab her hands to inspect her sad excuse of a nail bed.

mechanic!ellie who’s caught of guard when you ask her if she scrubs under her nails

mechanic!ellie clears her throat and says “of course I do” after laughing like you had told her the funniest dad joke in the world (she doesn’t and you didn’t)

mechanic!ellie who tries to crack a joke/flirt?? with you by saying “you look stressed, is painting nails that hard?”

mechanic!ellie who’s confused when you shoot her a sideways glance while cutting her rockhard cuticles because she’s a clueless, grimy, loser.

mechanic!ellie tries to lighten the tension by telling a joke, “hey uh, do you know how you can tell if a mechanic had sex?”

“..what?”

“their middle fingernail’s clean.”

it’s one Joel had told her when she was younger and she hadn't quite understood it, but once she took on the business…well let’s just say it was pretty accurate.

mechanic!ellie who chuckles nervously when you give her a blank stare before cracking a small smile,

she got you.

mechanic!ellie, now that she knows you don’t think she’s a waste of space, talks to you easier and finds out that you’re still in school, but your aunt owns the salon, and you’re working here for experience. your favourite colour to work with is blue, and you once had to tackle a lady who tried to leave without paying.

all’s going well until mechanic!ellie asks you what you’re in school for and shoots you a look when you say this.

“seriously? you don’t want a real job where you like actually work with your hands or something?”

mechanic!ellie says because she’s a STUPID, clueless, grimy, loser.

“what the—this is a real job and I do work with my hands.”

“no, you know what I mean.”

“I don’t actually.” you end the conversation by putting both her hands in the curing machines and getting up to help one of your coworkers.

to mechanic!ellie’s surprise, when the machines beep it’s not you who continues working on her nails, but one of your older coworkers. she feels a pang of confusion and hurt in her chest but quickly shuts it up as she notices most of the bridal party is already done.

mechanic!ellie who looks at her hands a sighs, it was..alright, after you left the lady who took over didn’t really know what you were going for, so it was kind of mismatched but from far away it looked fine.

mechanic!ellie who pays and leaves with the rest of the party and feels her heart sink when she waves at you and you completely turn around.

mechanic!ellie who tells dina about what happened over FaceTime later that night and is taken back when she calls her a stupid idiot.

mechanic!ellie who finds out just how much work nail technicians go through to be able to run a business, plus how much they do for others.

mechanic!ellie who after hanging up googles a bit more about nail techs and reads stories or watches videos about people explaining how their nail tech practically saved their life and how nail art is a way for someone to express themselves as well as a tedious art form that takes patience and heaps of skill.

mechanic!ellie who feels like the biggest idiot ever and gives herself 30 minutes to wallow in self-pity before deciding she needed to find a way to make it right.

mechanic!ellie shows up to your studio right after dinas wedding, still clad in her lilac and off-white tailored suit, luckily she caught you outside just as you were locking up.

mechanic!ellie who apologizes profusely for being such a dumbass, infodumps everything she's learned about nail techs from her research, and explains that she thinks you're very cute and would love to get to know you more.

mechanic!ellie who trails off when you begin to giggle.

"so you did some research?" you offered her a small smile.

"tons," she nodded. "and i'm sorry."

you leaned against the door and smiled wider this time, "you already said that."

she nodded again, "right."

the two of you stared at each other for a second.

mechanic!ellie who breaks the silence first.

"would it be forward to ask you to accompany me as my date to the after-party?"

"it would," you tease. "but i accept."

mechanic!ellie who lets out a sigh of relief before pulling a gorgeous lilac and lily bouquet from behind her back.

"thank god, because it would've been really embarrassing if I'd won the bouquet toss for nothing."

you take the flowers, your smile faltering as you gaze down at your dusty crocs and polish-stained apron "you sure i'm okay to go like this?"

"you look beautiful." mechanic!ellie says honestly.

you nod but she still senses some apprehension, in a quick motion, she reaches behind you and into a potted plant placed before the entrance, smearing dirt on her pants and suitjacket.

"ellie!" you gasp which turns into a shocked giggle.

she grinned, "see, now it just looks like we’re making a statement."

you roll your eyes playfully and the two of you walk, arms interlinked, to her truck and only separate so she can open the door for you.

if anybody wonders who you are, nobody asks, although the two of you do garner a few judgemental glances at the state of your attire.

mechanic!ellie still with that grin on her face pulls the two of you from the open bar onto the dance floor when a slow song starts up, gathering you in her arms and swaying slowly to the sappy music.

mechanic!ellie who knows her face is practically fluorescent after you place a peck to her cheek.

mechanic!ellie who doesn't care one bit.

— ★

sorry if the first part of this is buns i wrote it like over a year ago and just finished it now it’s also my first time writing a blurb like this :p