#striped sleeve t shirt

[dribs-and-drabbles]

The Thai Communal Wardrobe item #1

Step by Step ep 12:

Be My Favourite ep 7:

Be My Favourite ep 8:

Be My Favourite ep 8:

Hidden Agenda ep 2:

Wedding Plan ep 1:

Wedding Plan ep 2:

Wedding Plan ep 2:

Love in Translation ep 1:

Only Friends ep 6:

Only Friends ep 11:

A remake of this post.

[icewindandboringhorror]

Very strange outfit that is sort of like.. a mix of my current style (pattern mixing, pom poms, fun sandals) combined with how I dressed when I was like 10 years old. The stereotypical skelanimals hoodie vest and the skull t-shirt lol.. 

[feelin-frazzled]

HELPPP how do I fag it up at the record store on saturday while also staying immensely warm because it's gonna be 30 degrees

[pinktwinkiezoppo]

Turns out if a character dresses almost the exact same way Ben does I'll ship them with him

[oofuri2003]

izumi at the hot topic what will he buy.

I'm thinking this

[damnprecious]

Doll, baby, cutie, dumpling for the ask game!!

Thank ya!!!

doll - what’s your favourite outfit? Panda shirt, adidas track jacket, black jeans and some shiny converse. Might swap the track jacket for a denim shirt sometimes.

baby - what makes you feel better when you’re down? sunshine, plushies, venting, probably eating, reading fics

cutie - what’s your favourite fairytale? idk what I'd say my current fave is but I really liked Adalmiinan helmi (Z. Topelius) as a kid (partly bc the book cover was real pretty, the one I had had a green cover with the girl in the middle bending over a pond) and also was really fond of Steadfast Tin Soldier (H.C. Andersen), I listened to it on my little story cassettes so many times

dumpling - what’s your favourite movie right now? I'm gonna have to pick the return of the king bc I'm just a little lotr boi (who hasn't got brain cells for new movies - tho glass onion was great)

*Gollum voice* ask us

[nssrttnfnda]

Women's Polo Neck Black White Striped Long Sleeve Knitwear Sweater

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[bi-writes]

I think first make out session of Simon and his mail order bride happened because she wore sundress all day ~~ i'm a bit addicted to the way you writing Simon

mail-order bride

reader described as curvier/plus-sized 18+

simon has gotten away with a lot of things ever since he married you. he's kept a respectful distance; gentle touches, affectionate ones, sure, but it's been easy to brush off the itch in the back of his head ever since he scratched it just enough when he kissed you for the first time.

when the itch becomes too severe, he's been able to hide away for a little while; running it out of his system working out, shaking it off in the field, drinking so it quiets when he makes his way to the pub.

but it's gotten a lot harder lately to pretend he doesn't see you for what you are.

a pretty girl.

he tells you that you're pretty all the time. in the mornings when you're still waking up. sitting at the counter as you watch him make sandwiches for lunch. pushing the cart in the aisle at the market, picking out the right cuts of meat or seeing which crisps you both can enjoy for movie night. and you are pretty all those times, all the time, in fact, and you were pretty when he kissed you, too.

but fuck. you're also...you're also so fucking pretty.

simon kicks off his boots at the front door, holding a few paper bags in his hands from his trip to the store. the weather has been getting warmer, summer creeping by (his most dreaded season since it forces him to take off layers he'd rather keep), and you had been begging simon for some sweet icy treats and a water fountain for the cat (it'll keep her from drinking out of your water glasses, simon).

when he steps into the kitchen, you're coming in from the backyard, flowers in your hands that the neighbor must have given you.

and you're wearing the cutest little white and red sundress (and suddenly he doesn't hate summer so much anymore).

it's got a cherry pattern on it and puffy sleeves. the bodice hugs you until the middle, where it fans out in a pillowy skirt, stopping just above your knees. there's a soft bow tied around the back, but simon really can't help himself from his eyes that narrow in on your figure and how incredible you look with the sunlight behind you.

"hi, simon," you coo, and simon glares, fucking tease. he has an inkling you don't even know what you're doing to him, you can't, not with that sweet little smile and the way you rock onto your toes. you even tied your hair up with a bow, and simon can't help but feel like you're his little gift, all wrapped up just for him.

one he wants to pluck, unravel until you reveal whatever you've been hiding underneath it all--

"oh! look it! oh, simon!" you giggle, grabbing the bag from him when you see the box that pokes out of it. you pull out a sweet, red ice lolly, cherry-flavored, and you lean up on your toes to give simon a big, wet kiss on his cheek before sucking it into your mouth. "mmm...thank you...just what i needed, it's so warm today."

bloody fuckin' christ.

your tongue is so pink. it's sliding up the edge of it until you suck it back into your mouth, and simon lets out the shakiest breath. it's unlike him, and you turn to face him fully when you notice the way he's staring at you. he looks good today, dark denim jeans and a wrinkled white t-shirt that stretches around his big arms, and your eyes dart to his tattoo sleeve for just a moment before you smile back up at him.

"what?" you ask him gently. "you want some?"

instead of offering him his own lolly, you simply tilt yours in his direction. he huffs, letting out an irritated laugh before he leans forward a licks a fat stripe up the side of the cherry ice.

you smile a little as he does, and you don't even realize your gaze has dropped. you're eyeing the way his mouth moves, taking in the hinge of his jaw and the light stubble along it and the scar that stretches across his whole face that you kiss sometimes when he falls asleep before you.

he groans a little as he takes a bite of the lolly, and you seize at the sound, dropping the lolly into the sink on accident as you scramble to look up at him. you stare at each other, lidded brown eyes just piercing into your own. you're quiet for only a few more moments before you're throwing yourself at him.

he nearly slams you against the closest wall. your back hits it firmly, rattling the pictures that hang there, and you throw your arms around his neck as he kisses you feverishly. his hands slide down your waist to your lower back, and you stand on your toes, his palms cupping your ass before he picks you up with ease, guiding your plush thighs to wrap around his waist as he holds you there.

you don't know how long you kiss against the wall, but you're breathless when he pulls away. you chase him, kissing along his nose, his cheek, any of the skin that you can get, and simon grunts lowly, cradling the back of your neck.

"we shouldn't," he mutters.

"why not?" you whine, and he hisses, looking into your eyes, hungry, big man, struggling to keep himself away from you. but it isn't what you want, you want him to kiss you, you want more, more, more--

you stand back on your toes, pushing him backwards. simon follows you, his hands bunched around the skirt of your dress as you walk him further into the living room until the couch hits the back of his knees, and he sits with a heavy breath. you bend to go sit in his lap, and simon curses under his breath, leaning his head back against the couch as your cleavage crowds his line of sight.

"fuckin' christ, baby," simon says lowly, running a rough hand over his face. he grunts when you take a seat in his lap, stretching your knees to straddle him, and you cage him in with your arms as you guide his chin back down so you can kiss him. you slot your mouth over his, kissing him lazily, and when you press your chest against his, he breathes out heavily when he feels your pebbled nipples through your dress. "fuck--fuck, fuck--"

"not yet," you giggle between kisses, and simon groans audibly as he slips two big hands under your dress and grabs both sides of your ass, his fingertips slipping under the lace of your panties so he can get a warm feel of you. you sit yourself down deeper in his lap, and you pull away slowly when you feel him underneath you.

he blinks his eyes open slowly, and you tentatively sit a little more in his lap, your eyes widening a little when you feel him between your thighs.

holy fucking shit--

"jesus," you stutter, and he looks away from you, ears reddening, and you're quick to cup his cheeks to bring his eyes back to you. you smile a little, leaning in again, and you press your forehead to his before giving him the gentlest grind of your hips. "oh--simon--" you kiss him again, soft, whispering against his lips, "s-so...you're so--"

"mhm," he nods, and you move so your lips are against his ear, giving him a light kiss where his jaw and neck meet.

"i'd say you're too big for me," you sigh, closing your eyes, "but i'm a riley now." you giggle. "'n we can handle anything..can't we, simon?"

"shit--"

you squeak a little when he wraps a hand in your hair and tugs, pressing your pelvis to his as he ruts his hips up against yours. you kiss him hard, slipping your tongue into his mouth, and he chokes on his moans, big arms keeping you pressed to him as he pants into your mouth.

he stills, face a little scrunched up as he sits there with you. you keep kissing him lazily, exploring the way he tastes, licking over his teeth and bottom lip, up until he pushes you just that much away and groans in frustration.

your eyes open, and you giggle, and simon smooths his hands up the bodice of your dress, his eyes blown wide as he takes in how pretty you look in it. pretty little angel in his lap, a nice weight to ground him as he tries not to think about the mess he's made of himself.

"i assume you like the dress?" you ask, and when you laugh, simon can see the red on your tongue from the lolly. he knows if he kisses you again and sucks on your pretty tongue, you'll taste like that awful cherry, taste as sugar-sweet as you really are. simon leans back a little, propping you up on his thighs, shaking his head as he runs a big hand down his solid middle.

"well," simon mutters. "'aven't cum in my fuckin' pants since i was a bloody kid, so i'd say so."

"w-wha--! simon!"

you cover your eyes, overcome with shyness, with warmth, not believing really that anyone could you want that much. that anyone could really want you at all.

but when you laugh, he does, too.

[genderqueer-karma]

i dress like i’m the weird little brother of the dcom protagonist

[indianthreads]

Ideas for Check Shirt for Men in 2023 | Indian Threads

Fashion is constantly updated and adapted to the ever-changing fashion taste of the youth. And over the past few years, men's Checks shirts have remained trendy and have now become one of the staples of men's wardrobes.

There are Many Types of Checks in Fabric:-

Plaid

Tartan

Tattersall

Madras

Windowpane

Gingham

Glen Plaid

Houndstooth

Buffalo-Check

Are you looking to switch up your regular classic white shirt look? Adding some checked shirts to your wardrobe is the best way. 

Checked shirts double up us both casual and formal shirts. It all depends on the size of the checks and how you choose to style your check shirt, among other factors.

Checked shirts have vertical and horizontal lines that make squares of different sizes, and sometimes the squares are in different colors, what are the other types of stylish check shirts?

Best Place to Buy Checks Shirts

If you are looking any these type of check shirts design you can contact at the best place, the name is- INDIAN THREADS. Where you can buy thousands of verity of checks shirt pattern.

Hopefully, by the end of this article, you will be able to style your check shirt effortlessly.

[hiscraves]

Top 5 Vertical Striped T-shirt Ideas for men

Vertical striped t-shirts have been a classic and timeless fashion statement for men for decades. Vertical stripes are a popular choice for all body types due to their sleek and slimming effect, created by their clean and sharp lines. In addition, they are a stylish and versatile addition to any wardrobe, as they are appropriate for both casual and semi-formal occasions.

This blog will discuss the top five ideas for men’s vertical striped t-shirts that will elevate their fashion style. We’ve got you covered, from bold patterns to subtle stripes. Whether you’re looking for a statement piece or a more understated look, these suggestions will help you put together a fashionable and on-trend ensemble. Therefore, let’s delve into the world of vertical striped t-shirts for men and explore the top five ideas for men.

List of 5 Vertical Striped t-shirt for men

Men’s striped t-shirt have become a popular part of many people’s wardrobes over the past few years, and for a good reason. Whether you’re going out for a casual day or going to a formal event, a men’s striped t-shirt is a great way to look stylish without much effort. But because there are so many options and styles, it can be hard to know how to wear striped shirts. Most men like to play it safe when it comes to colours, especially for formal events. Men can wear vertical striped t-shirts in different ways for different occasions.

1. Striped t-shirt with Blazers

A t-shirt with thin vertical grey stripes is an excellent choice for a subtle and elegant look. It’s ideal for layering under a blazer or jacket, especially in a business or formal setting where you want to look professional but not flashy. The vertical stripes can assist in elongating your silhouette and creating the illusion of a taller, slimmer physique. It can be worn with dress pants and dress shoes for a polished and professional appearance, or with jeans and sneakers for a more casual but still put-together look.

The key to achieving a cohesive and stylish look is to keep your outfit’s colour scheme and style uniform.

Combine a navy striped t-shirt with a navy blazer and a stylish ensemble. This outfit is ideal for men who wish to dress for a date or a semi-formal occasion.

2. Men’s Striped t-shirt with Chinos

A light blue or pink vertical striped t-shirt for men paired with beige chinos is a classic and preppy combination that is suitable for a variety of occasions, such as outdoor events, casual dinners, or a day out with friends. The brown loafers or boat shoes are an excellent finishing touch that adds a touch of sophistication to the ensemble.

This look is also adaptable enough to be dressed up or down according to the occasion. Try replacing the chinos with tailored pants and adding a blazer to achieve a more formal look.

3. Vertical Striped t-shirt with Jeans

Combining a vertical striped t-shirt for men with jeans is a weekend-appropriate look that is effortless and casual. Choose a striped t-shirt with vertical lines in a colour that goes well with your skin tone and style. You can choose a traditional black-and-white striped t-shirt or one with more colours.

Depending on the look you want to go for, you can choose between jeans with a light wash or a dark wash. Wear shoes that are comfortable and go with the style of your outfit. You can wear sneakers or loafers.

4. Striped t-shirt with Shorts

Pair your vertical striped t-shirt for men with a pair of shorts in a complementary hue for a stylish summer ensemble. Choose neutral-coloured shorts like beige or grey if your t-shirt is bold and bright. If your t-shirt is more subdued, you can add visual interest with a pair of shorts in a bolder hue. For instance, if your t-shirt features navy and white stripes, you could wear it with khaki or grey shorts. If you are wearing a t-shirt with thin, subtle stripes, you could pair it with shorts made from a textured fabric, such as linen or chambray.

This will add visual interest without making your outfit too busy. Depending on the occasion, the length and cut of your shorts will vary. Denim or cargo shorts could be worn for a casual daytime look, while chino or tailored shorts could be worn for a more formal occasion.

5. Vertical Striped t-shirt with Pants

If you’re concerned that your outfit is too busy, this combination is smart. Stick to pants in black, grey, tan, navy, or white. For instance, a t-shirt with bright red and yellow vertical stripes would pair well with dark brown or navy pants.

The combination of a striped t-shirt and cargo pants is a fashionable and functional outfit for a day out. Consider pairing a t-shirt with white and navy stripes with olive cargo pants and white sneakers. This ensemble is ideal for a casual brunch or weekend excursion.

You can also pair your striped t-shirt with corduroy pants for an autumn or winter ensemble. This works well with neutral hues, such as brown, grey, and black.

Keep the colours of your shoes more neutral, too. The best shoes to wear will be tan, brown, or black because they won’t make your outfit look busier.

Tips

Make sure the men’s striped t-shirt fits perfectly. You may also choose to have your t-shirts custom-tailored to your specifications.

Thin stripes are viewed as more formal and appropriate for everyday situations.

Thicker stripes are perceived as less formal and are the most appropriate attire for informal events.

Ensure that men’s striped t-shirts are ironed correctly so that they have a neat appearance.

With so many options available, you are certain to find a style that suits your preferences and personality.

By following these top five tips for men’s striped t-shirts, you can effortlessly elevate your fashion sense and create fashionable and on-trend ensembles. Whether you choose subtle stripes or bold patterns, the key to achieving a unified appearance is to maintain a consistent colour scheme and design. So go ahead and experiment with these suggestions and make a fashion statement.

[mattybsgroupie]

dress | chris sturniolo

contents: fwb; fingering (f receiving); (slightly) exhibitionism; soft dom!chris

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notes: writing chris was hard at first but i had so much fun! i still have another request for him on the drafts - the weeknd anon i did NOT forget you - but i figured id write this one first to get used to it lmaoo it’s so weird let me get my matt back! which btw gonna post a really long one on their birthday and then imma lock in on the pegging request (sturniolo police don’t kill me) it’s super super short but i hope you enjoy it ♡ tysm for over 1k followers, much much love ♡ it’s NOT proofread — i apologize for any mistakes but hopefully they won’t harm the story.

requested by: my dear funny gorgeous smart friend whom i very much love @thepubeburgler

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i couldn't stop laughing. nick had stumbled upon his feet and fallen flat onto the sofa, not making any effort to get up. amidst all the laughter, my hair got caught up in my hoop earrings, yanking my strands forward. “shit”, i muttered, trying to loosen it with my fingers as i recovered from the hilarious sight in front of me.

after a while trying, i realized i wasn't going to be successful in detangling my hair. i headed for the bathroom, turning myself to the reflection in the mirror and bringing my body near the sink so i could see better.

still listening to the chatter outside, i noticed footsteps approaching. they sounded unconcerned, like someone was dragging their feet until they suddenly stopped behind the door.

i heard three sharp knocks and answered “come in”, bumping into chris leaning on the doorframe. he checked me out from head to toe, not saying a word. instead, he simply entered the restroom and chuckled, watching me struggle with my own earring.

“let me help” he said, pulling up the sleeves of his t-shirt and stepping closer, tucking part of my hair behind my ear and cupping my face with both hands. chris quickly sealed our lips on a playful kiss and started to work in undoing my tangled logs, soon popping my hoop back in. he allowed me turn and check in the mirror if he'd done it the proper way, and i nodded as i admired the sight of us both standing there, in that tiny bathroom. i was wearing a long sleeve, knit sweater dress, stripes accentuating my curves and outlining my hips. chris looked handsome as he always does. he had a yellow bandana tying his long hair back and a necklace enhancing his collarbones. i couldn't help but let out a sigh, receiving a giggle from him in response.

both of us noticed how the atmosphere quickly changed, becoming more tense as chris came closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my right shoulder, blue eyes piercing me through the mirror.

“you look so good” he whispered in my ear, dragging his hand on my dress while biting on whatever his lips could reach. he saw my nipples hardening, poking through the thick fabric and with a naughty grin, he squeezed my thighs, running his hand upwards until my sweater was above my hips, exposing my panties to him. 

chris' fingers brushed over my underwear, teasing my waistband. i held my breath as his digits went down, sneaking inside my black panties. watching chris touching me in front of the mirror was almost pornographic, my mouth hanging open while he kept on groping my skin. i slightly opened my legs, spreading my body weight better and giving him more access so he could drag his fingers through my already folds. chris' lips reached my neck and i threw my head back, letting him mark me as much as he wanted.

he wouldn't take his eyes off me. i could feel he had noticed how my breath got heavier, my chest rising as he decided to increase his pace, quickly rubbing my clit. “eyes on the mirror, ma” he muffled in my ear. ”take a look at yourself, how pretty you are”

“chris-” i moaned, struggling to continue looking.

“do something for me yeah?” he asked and i nodded vigorously - i'd do anything if that meant he'd continue touching me.

chris took his finger out of my underwear, making me groan in frustration. he held back a laugh, wrapping his arms around my waist and taking a few steps backwards, carrying me with him. his back was now resting against the wall and he brought one of his hands to the back of my thighs, giving two light taps, asking me to lift it up.

i had now one foot on the floor and the other hanging as he held my thigh up, soon motioning me so i could step on the countertop while he kept me balanced by holding me in his arms and supporting me with his legs. “let go, babe. i'm holding you” he said, noticing my stiff body, unable to relax in that position.

chris's digits ran across my bare skin and soon reached the spot where they had been before, making me gasp. “shh” he shushed me, “just wanna make you feel good, mamas. nobody's getting here babe, relax f'me”.

i took a deep breath and nodded, acknowledging that chris would never do anything i didn't enjoy. he pulled my panties aside, exposing open pussy to both of us in front of the mirror. chris teased my entrance, two digits pressing on my thigh hole as he pretented to thrust all at once, but only massaging the area before going back to my clit, his circular motions causing me to whimper.

one of my hands went behind chris, trying to get a grip of his hair, but my desperation made me end up tugging on his bandana. he groaned in a playful tone as the fabric came down his eyes, messing up his curls and blocking his vision. i finished pulling the bandana off, putting it between my teeth before returning my hand to chris's hair, pulling and begging him to keep going.

his palm left my waist went up to my breasts, groping my tit before he gently returned to my tight hole, slowly pushing his middle finger inside.

“look how well you're taking me, ma” he spoke, turning my attention to how his finger had completely vanished in me, filling me up entirely. as couldn't even moan because of the fabric in my mouth, let alone speak, i jointed my hips forward, indicating to chris that he could start moving. “so eager aren't you?” i nodded in agreement. i needed him to fuck me.

chris began to speed up his movements, the wet sounds of my pussy taking over the small bathroom we were squeezed into. in one of his thrusts, chris added another finger, stretching my walls in a sudden move. i rolled my eyes and opened my mouth, the yellow cloth i was holding with my teeth falling on the floor beneath me. with my lips now uncovered, my whimpers got louder as chris kept on fucking me. he curled his fingers inside of me, hitting my sensitive spot and making my legs tremble. noticing i wouldn't last long, chris tightened his grip on my thigh even more, leaving a mark that would definitely be purple the next day. 

chris shoved his fingers in relentlessly when his thumb met my clit, letting my hips buck forward unconsciously, the friction increasing my pleasure. the knot in my stomach was turning harder to ignore, chris's heavy breathing on my neck made me even hornier while his free hand played with my covered nipples. 

“chris- shit!” i whined “chris let... let me cum, fuck!”

“no one's stopping you mamas” he whispered, moving my hair to the side as my moans became louder and louder. “go ahead. don't be fucking loud, everyone is outside. you want them to know i can get you off this quick?”

i was thrown off the edge when chris pulled me closer and i felt his hardened cock being lazily dragged on my ass. i could feel his boner poking me through the cloth when my orgasm washed over me, my chest panting heavily as chris kept his grip on me, holding my body while i came back from my high.

he allowed me to rest, taking my thigh on his hand and gently letting my foot meet the floor again. chris turned me over, letting me snuggle in his chest as i watched him t bake both fingers to his mouth, licking the mess i'd made. “you're so fucking delicious” he said, pulling out of the hug and bending over to pick up his bandana. he quickly tied his long, brown locks into the yellow fabric and unlocked the door after giving me a kiss on the forehead.

“chris! where are you going?”

“outside...?” he said as if it was obvious when he saw my furrowed eyebrows “i'll tell them i was helping you fix your dress or something” he joked and i rolled my eyes, catching a sigh of my figure on the mirror. i looked ruined.

“you're staying over tonight, right?” chris asked and i nodded as i fixed my hair once again, pulling my dress down and covering the purple marks he had left on my legs. “great, you can pay me back later” he clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth and winked at me, leaving the bathroom and closing the door outside.

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Green Polo shirt with colour-blocking

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Floerns Women's Summer Casual Ruffle Short Sleeve Tunic Striped T-Shirt Dress

[romanarose]

Yes, Mr. Miller?

DBF!Joel Miller x fem!reader

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Summary: Something something, turkeys not the only thing getting stuffed, or whatever?

or

Your dads friend, Mr. Miller, fucks you in your childhood bedroom

Warnings: Big, girthy age gap, degrading, rough sex, hair pulling, , spanking, mirror sex, PIV sex, unsafe creampie, dd/lg stuff? IDK she holds her teddy while he fucks her, mentions of loss of virginity with Joel, joel is a perve, spit

Immersability: Reader is fem, has hair, Joel is able to pick reader up and is taller than reader, reader is 21+

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"Fuck, look at you, dirty little thing." Joel yanks you hair back back, making you yelp in pain. "Shhhh, hush now, don't want your dad hearing his little girl getting fucked like a slut in the bed he build for her, huh?"

You whimper, and he turns you to face the closet door where a mirror was hung. Joel was looking too. You looked positively wrecked, fucked out with your hair all a mess and make running down in streaks down your face. The red lipstick was all over your mouth and his dick now.

"Daddy..." You whine, and god did you look pathetic. Joel, on the other hand looked incredible. Both of you were mostly dressed. Joel kept his black pants and cream colored shirt. He didn't even take off his belt, simply taking his cock out from where he unzipped and jamming it down your throat. When he was done abusing your mouth, with the sound of your families laughter ringing down stairs he picked you up and threw you on the bed. Placing a few of your pink frilly throw pillows under your hips, Joel gripped your hips and took you right there. The stretch was pleasurable- it always was- and a large kept your face shoved into the mattress until your cries subided.

"So fuck'n pretty, princess." Joel grunted, his body up straight as he fucked into you, gripping your hair like a harness to pull your head back. "Open"

"Yes, Mr. Miller"

You obey, you always do, open your mouth for Joel to lean over and spit directly inside.

"Swollow." He tasted like cranberry sauce and cherry pie.

Pulling his dick out, you whine, but Joel hushed you. "Gonna make sure you cum, baby, don't worry about a thing, daddy will take care of his little cock sleeve. Fuck, you look so cute in your little holiday dress, serve'n me up food... your daddy not noticing how you beeeeend" Joel pushed your knees up to your chest. "Over so I can see your pretty tits." He takes a fistful in your hand, groping you through your dress.

It was beginning to be too much: the overstimulation, the stretch of his cock, needing to cum... you begin to cry, warm tears falling down your face. "Daddy, please?"

"Ohhhhh fuck, that's it baby girl, thaaaaat's it, cry on my cock." Joel's broad body folded over you, licking a stripe up your face to taste the tears. "Almost as deicious as that pie you made me. You made cherry just me, didn't you?" He grabs your teddy, placing itin your arms for you to have something to hold.

"Yes daddy" you sob. "I know cherry is your favorite."

When your dad told you his friend, Mr. Miller was coming over for thanksgiving, you asked him all his favorites.

"Sure is, baby" He said, thrusts growing erratic and you knew he was close to cumming. "Love cherry, and you…" A hand went to play with your swollen bundle of nerves and his other aggressively smacking a tit. With his face close to yours, you smell of after-desert coffee on his breath. "Are still as tight as the day I popped yours."

You came around him then, choked sobs of pleasure as your cunt pulses around him, making Joel spill over too.

"That's it, greedy little cunt t-taking what she -oh fuck baby- taking what she needs... look at that pussy cum..." He spit on your face one last time and smears it around. "Dirty girl..."

You clutch your teddy hard as you cum, and cry into it when it was all over. You were always so emotional after sex.

Joel pried the teddy away gentle. "C'mon, princess, let daddy take care of you..." With a make-up wipe from your vanity, he cleans off your face and then pulls your underwear up and under your dress again.

"There we go, good as new..."

"Thank you, daddy..." You whisper as he pulls you to stand.

"Now you listen to me baby" Joel pinches your cheeks between his thumb and for finger, look at down at you as you eagerly await instruction. You'd do anything to make Mr. Miller proud. "I don't want you to clean up, I want you to wait ten minutes after a leave, and come join your family for the game. Anyone asks, you were resting and I was calling Sarah, got it?"

"Yes, Mr. Miller"

He smiled at that. "Now, I'm gonna go talk to your father while his daughter has her daddy's cum sloshing around in her panties, and you better hope Tommy didn't hear nothing. He always wants what I got."

He didn't even check if the coast was clear when he left your bedroom.

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Maybe we'll get a part 2 with Tommy for christmas tee hee

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