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tonymouse-it · 9 hours
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Hot in public!
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mousebis · 9 hours
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taavisplushies · 18 hours
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Look who came with me to the hospital today for my gastric emptying study!
They don’t have a name yet and they’re already going on adventures…!
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andyis-sandy · 18 days
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nothing in my head but this gay ass fucking scene
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toxicanonymity · 1 year
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Joel fucks/fingers/dry humps/etc. reader under a blanket during movie night in Jackson. I don’t care what they do as long as Joel comes. I like thinking about Joel coming 😈
Movie night (in public)
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850 | Joel x f!Reader
you're in luck, this has been on my mind. we can pick up after she gets him all horny before the movie in Jackson. masterlist
WARNINGS: 18+ HJ, sex, and cockwarming in public, mild dubcon, cum eating
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You and Joel go home for a quickie before the outdoor movie night. He has you pinned on the couch with your hand down his pants when you hear a knock at the front door, then it unlocks. You scoot out from under Joel to sit upright while he buckles his belt and Tommy yells, "Y’all comin’?”
“Ehhh I dunno about tonight. This one’s tired,” Joel says and squeezes your knee affectionately. There’s a good reason he’s not standing up.
“Bring a blanket,” Tommy says. “Joel’s a good pillow, nice and soft.”
“Hey now,” Joel says. Tommy just stands there waiting. Joel sighs. “Alright, grab a blanket, let's go.”
You go get a quilt and a big blanket. When you come back down in a flowy dress, the look on Joel’s face says he knows exactly why. He goes to the bathroom before y'all leave and comes out without a belt.
You set up in the darkest corner of the lawn behind everyone else. Joel sits on the quilt wiith his knees bent and you get in between them, resting your head back on his chest with the blanket draped over both of you while people continue to arrive to the event. He wraps his arms around you, and scoots his hard-on into you. He gathers the skirt of your dress out of the way and strokes your inner thigh. When he reaches your outer lips he growls “bad girl” into your neck, although he's not surprised you skipped the panties. Two thick fingers drag along your dripping seam and his hardness swells into you.
He nibbles at your neck and his fingers circle your clit. He could get you off this way and no one would know, but what you really want is his cock. You want him to come in public. It turns you on so much to think about, and he’s never let you do it. It’s always him making you come while he stays totally composed and in control.
You reach back and wedge a hand between your bodies, palming him over his jeans. He breathes deeply and doesn’t stop you. You unbutton his jeans. Then you reach outside the blanket for his backpack and put it behind him like a pillow. “I’m tired, can I Iay on you?”
“Sure, baby.”
You get on your side in the crook of his arm with your head on his shoulder, your hand on his chest, and hook your leg over his closest leg. Then your hand drifts down under the blanket, unzips him, and reaches in to relieve his stiff, aching cock. "Tengo ganas," (I want it) you whisper as you stroke him. He clenches his jaw and looks conflicted.
"I don't think so, baby."
You slowly rotate yourself on top of him anyway. His hard cock is between his shirt and yours, below your belly button. "No one's watching," you whisper.
You move your dress and slowly get higher up on him, straddling him in a koala hug and you throb against him. He inhales sharply when his cock feels your dripping seam.
"Solamente la punta" (just the tip) you beg barely audibly as you drag yourself along his member.
"Kinda cold. Wanna sit still?"
You've done this before and know what he means. You can't pass up the chance to have him inside you.
You drag your wet pussy up his cock again then nestle it at your entrance. He lifts his hips into you and you begin to sink onto him, managing not to gasp at the delicious stretch. His big hands brace on your hips and help you down. He lifts his hips again, pulls you down, and you have to suppress a moan as he bottoms out.
He grunts ever so softly. "Don't move," he says.
You lie there with him inside you, resting your head in the crook of his neck, while he watches the movie. Your hips want to move, but you manage to stay still.
He occasionally twitches and barely moves his hips. You want to get him off and try to slide off him, but his hands still you and he says "where you goin'?" You stay.
When his twitching becomes more frequent, he finally lets you slide off his cock. You get back on your side, bring your leg over his, rest your head on his chest, and stroke him. You keep his cock as close to his body as possible to not make it obvious. It doesn't take long before he reaches down and lifts up his shirt. He takes a deep breath, then pulses in your hand. There's a barely audible grunt, but it's the quietest you've ever heard him.
He buries his mouth in the crown of your head as he finishes coming onto his lower belly and your fist, then his whole body relaxes. You lick his cum off your hand then use two fingers to gather as much of it as you can off his skin. You swallow that, too. He kisses you on the head and you actually do fall asleep as you watch the rest of the movie.
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If you like this one I recommend Speakeasy and Picnic Table.
All Joel: @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea. @evyiione
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mrpinchy · 9 months
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did yall know someone on twitter made a 10 page comic about knowingly bringing covid to fanfest
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liverbird87 · 28 days
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In exactly THAT order. The Lando photo does my head in. And again, I feel like an voyeur, entering a very private and intimate moment they accidentally shared globally because they can’t keep their hands of each other. Carlos was totally fine walking the stairs before the ceremony. He didn’t need Lando to get on the top step. What he needed was contact. And Lando, knowing Carlos so well like Carlos himself said, knew he needed the hand. To feel. Maybe grounded or whatever. They’re synced with each other. They don’t need a language. They fully needed a touch, a squeeze, intimacy and decided THAT right HERE is the perfect moment for it.
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darlingod · 8 months
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A monumental moment in tfota series was when Cardan did that puppy eyes shit on Jude and it actually fucking worked
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lemonhoneyx · 16 days
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justc2world · 6 months
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When Charles buried his nose in Carlos' hair
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tonymouse-it · 2 months
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Blue jeans ....
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mousebis · 3 months
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toxicanonymity · 9 months
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It’s scorching in California again and I’m shopping right now but I’m having thots of shopping with thighs out Joel and readers bf and they get separated so Joel takes the opportunity to take reader to buy a skimpy bikini for their next trip 😭
👙 fitting room w/ bf's dad
1300 words, Joel x f!reader
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YES. "Get separated." Ty for the thot anon. Bouncing chain for @gracieispunk . 🥵
WARNINGS: I8+ unsafe P in V, creampie, public, daddy, too small bikini, spanking. thighs out!Joel but can read alone
Joel is wearing mid thigh swim trunks and a Hawaiian shirt. The boutique is closing in less than an hour, but he says you’ll be in and out. On the way in, he hangs his sunglasses into his collar, nearly snagging his gold chain. He picks out a sexy bikini and holds it up. You tell him it's gonna be too small and your ass is gonna hang all the way out. He says "woo, that's the ticket" as he hands it to you. You hesitate. He takes a deep breath and nods to the back of the store. "Humor me."
Your face and loins heat up as he walks you to the dressing room with a hand resting lightly on your ass. When you arrive at a fitting room, he gives your butt a squeeze then a pat. He waits outside. You put the suit on and it's even worse than you thought. You can't open the door. You're hanging out everywhere. You send a pic instead. Outside the door you hear him take a deep breath then mutter "god damn." Then he texts you back, "open the door?"
You barely crack it open. "I can't let anyone–"
His hand grabs the edge of the door and he softly reassures you, "Just me, baby. That okay?" You nod and let him in. He swiftly steps in, closes the door and leans back against it.
His eyebrows shoot up as he checks you out. "Hot damn," he whispers. He steps off the door and looks in the three way mirror to see the different views. He sets his shades aside without taking his eyes off you. You eye the bulge in his shorts in the mirror as he gets behind you and puts his hands on your hips. He presses himself up against you, the shape in his shorts hardening as he cups your breast and snakes his other hand down your stomach. His lips part as his hand begins to dip into the suit. "Tell me to leave."
"Jack could–," you say as your head falls back and you lean into his touch. You're both looking into the mirror.
He palms your breast, holds onto your hip, presses his hard-on into you and whispers, "gotta say leave, baby. or I ain't." He inhales your hair. "let me worry 'bout him."
You subtly smile at him in the mirror and he slowly slides his hand lower until his middle finger is wedged between the hygienic liner and you. He dips his finger and sharply inhales at how wet you are. He unties one side of the bottom and lets it hang down, watching in the mirror as his big, veiny hand cups your sex entirely. He rubs you with two flattened fingers then his phone rings and he scowls. He keeps stroking you as he answers it with his other hand.
He doesn't even hold the phone up to his ear before he says, "we're in Bass Pro Shop," hangs up, and puts it back in his pocket. You're certainly not in Bass Pro Shop.
"Daddy's busy, " Joel explains to the mirror with a raise of his eyebrows. He pulls one cup of your too-small swimsuit down and gropes at your naked breast while his other hand slowly strokes your clit. He takes his hand out from between your legs.
He unties the halter, then without letting go he reties it tighter so your tits are really spilling out. The sound from the back of his throat sends a pang through your core. You reach behind you and grab his ass with both hands so you can feel his hardness more. He's fully erect and you're dripping wet.
He reaches around to finger you again. He unties the other side of the bottoms and lets them drop to the floor. You’re even wetter now and he can feel it. He mutters "alright, let's go baby."
He backs up his hips and jostles with his swimsuit and can’t resist spanking you while your ass is on display. You whisper, “Joel!”
He pulls his shorts down low enough, and you catch a glimpse of his cock in the mirror as you tilt your hips. "Yeah," he whispers. He crosses a forearm in front of your chest between your breasts, and his massive hand braces on top of your shoulder facing him. He bites his lip as he notches himself then plunges into you with a sigh, parting your core with his girth. He whispers, "God DAMN, this pussy."
You watch in one of the side mirrors as he backs his cock out and slams in harder with a quiet grunt. He slides his hand down from your shoulder to engulf your breast. He thrusts again. "Ohhh, fuck yeah." You gasp softly as the force bumps you forward and you brace your hand on the middle mirror.
Your skin burns as you hear the indistinct murmur of other customers leaving the shop and the staff talk about closing early.
"We'll make it quick," he reassures you.
Footsteps approach and he pauses all the way inside you. You wait silently and his cock twitches. You look at the different views in the mirror--you can see his thighs flexed and ready to go. His big hands rest on the sides of your ass. You look at each other in the main mirror as someone grabs a rack or hangers and the footsteps recede.
Joel grabs the back of your neck to hold you steady. You’re bent forward so you can see both of you in the mirror as he begins to rail you. You’re both leaning forward and his gold chain swngs off his chest to the rhythm of him pummeling you. Your tits jiggle out all over the place, your nipples quickly escaping the top. He grabs a breast and says, “Damn, baby.”
You meet his voracious gaze in the mirror. “Fits just right," he says.
Yeah it does, you think as you're stuffed full of his cock. You couldn't take another inch. He sighs "fuuuck" as he watches himself rail you, and pleasure shoots through your abdomen and you feel weak in the knees.
You sigh, “Hold me daddy.'
“I got ya.” His grip tightens on the back of your neck where it meets your shoulders and his thrusts intensify. His chain and your tits bounce harder. His cock fills you up so good. “Fuckin’ hot as shit.” You moan softly and he grunts as he pounds you, both of you quickly approaching climax. “Fuck,” he breathes, and your pleasure explodes, choking his cock with your convulsions.
You catch your face in the mirror, mouth hanging wide open, trying not to moan too loud. Joel gasps and shudders, eyes on your tits, then slams to the hilt and begins to release. He takes a deep breath and sighs vocally as his cock slowly throbs in powerful bursts, filling you with his load.
“Is anyone still back there?” someone calls.
You're silent for a second. “We should say something,” you whisper. His cock is still twitching inside you. He groans quietly and his face is like really, do we have to.
But it sounds like they're closing so he pulls out, gives your ass a pat, and quickly pulls his shorts back up.
He unties your top and picks the swimsuit bottoms up off the floor. He tells you to take your time getting dressed. He takes out his wallet as he leaves the dressing room and says "yeah, sorry!" as he goes to check out.
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THANK YOU for reading & engaging 💙💙💙
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yeah meanwhile poor jack just bumbling around bass pro shop like a rollercoaster tycoon guest who can't find the exit
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ekittensynesthesia · 11 months
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i’d like to pull u into me - intercept u in between
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fey-fuxer · 3 months
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lemonhoneyx · 20 days
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My feet or the candy isle?
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