daddys-fucktoys

daddys-fucktoys:

theawkwardlifeofapsycho:

Why is this not taught universally.

While this is an absolutely brilliant idea that I support 100000000% I also recommend that before you damn near rip his finger off; make sure you clearly state that if he doesn’t remove his hand from your lap that you will rip his finger off.

That way when it does go to court you can notify the judge that you politely requested he removed his hand and since he didn’t abide by your request; you believed he was a potential rapist and defended yourself accordingly.

daddys-fucktoys
daddiesfavoritetoy:

yourbadgrrl:














Sunday Morning

She spent most of the sunny, bright morning trimming the roses, checking the irrigation system, pulling weeds, and mowing the tiny front lawn. By lunchtime, she was sweaty, thirsty and sticky. Thinking about the explicit email Sir had sent her earlier had made her rather…wet, too, and she was looking forward to killing two birds with one stone. She quickly stripped and stepped into her shower. The rush of water felt so good against her hot skin, and she luxuriated in the spray, soaping her luscious skin with her favorite mango shower gel. His words were still running through her mind, and very soon her slick hands were stroking her ample breasts, teasing her dark nipples, making her shaved pussy tingle. She let one hand roam down there, stroking her clit gently, thinking about his mouth there, how it drove her crazy. And that made her think about…She re-soaped her bum and then gently teased her anus, the other hand easing her waterproof butterfly vibe into her greedy cunt. She turned it on and groaned as the butterfly teased her clit, the shaft vibrated against her g-spot. She was leaning against the shower wall, eyes closed, lost in her fantasy, her finger slipping inside her ass slowly, so close, so close—when a hand grabbed her wrist away from her cunt. Stunned she looked up to see Sir smirking at her. What a lovely sight she was, her dark skin a contrast to the white tiles. And what a bad girl she was, playing in the shower without inviting Sir, playing without his permission. 
“Sir! I didn’t—”
He didn’t say a word as he stripped and entered the shower next to her. He flattened her against the wall, kissing her hard, his hand around her neck, his tongue slipping between her lips, demanding. She was worried about his reaction but her body yearned for him, pushing against him, slick with soap and need. And she moaned as she felt his hardness against her waist, his teeth biting her neck.
“Turn and face the wall, slut!” he growled and she shivered as she complied. What would he do now?
He spanked her ass fast and hard, loving her startled yelp, the way she was leaning back into his hand. Then he picked up the vibe she dropped and pushed it back inside her, watching her biting her lip as he turned it first to low and then medium. Her breath was ragged. He took her hand and placed it on the vibe telling her not to drop it again. 
She leaned against the tiles, breasts tingling, riding the vibe, pushing her ass out to him. “Good girl,” he said, and she felt his hands caressing her bum, felt him gliding his cock between her cheeks, teasing her.
“Is this where you need it, little girl?” he asked her as his hands stroked her ample breasts then twisted her nipples. Hard.

“Is this what a greedy, slutty bad girl needs?” 
“Fuck, yes! Please, Sir! Yes!” she cried, shameless. She felt him squirt something cool on her ass.
“Then tell me what you need, slut,” he said simply, as he fingered her rim, opening her. 
“You, Sir! I need you! Please, please, fuck my ass, Daddy—”
She felt his cock at her entrance and wiggled her ass in anticipation.

“Turn your vibe to ‘high,’ slut. Don’t you dare cum!”
The vibe on her clit and her g-spot, and his thick wide head easing into her ass…she knew she’d never make it.
At first the pain distracted her, but the amazing sensation of her hungry ass opening wide, then clamping down on him pushed her over the edge, just as it always did. She always came on the first thrust.
Her reaction made him grin. She was so dirty, so predictable. So desirable.
“Naughty, naughty girl!” he whispered as he fucked her deep and fast, slapping her ass, gripping her throat, and all she could do was hold on, face against the wall, her fist in her mouth, cumming and cumming…

Shower time yet?

daddiesfavoritetoy:

yourbadgrrl:

Sunday Morning
She spent most of the sunny, bright morning trimming the roses, checking the irrigation system, pulling weeds, and mowing the tiny front lawn. By lunchtime, she was sweaty, thirsty and sticky. Thinking about the explicit email Sir had sent her earlier had made her rather…wet, too, and she was looking forward to killing two birds with one stone. She quickly stripped and stepped into her shower. The rush of water felt so good against her hot skin, and she luxuriated in the spray, soaping her luscious skin with her favorite mango shower gel. His words were still running through her mind, and very soon her slick hands were stroking her ample breasts, teasing her dark nipples, making her shaved pussy tingle. She let one hand roam down there, stroking her clit gently, thinking about his mouth there, how it drove her crazy. And that made her think about…

She re-soaped her bum and then gently teased her anus, the other hand easing her waterproof butterfly vibe into her greedy cunt. She turned it on and groaned as the butterfly teased her clit, the shaft vibrated against her g-spot. She was leaning against the shower wall, eyes closed, lost in her fantasy, her finger slipping inside her ass slowly, so close, so close—when a hand grabbed her wrist away from her cunt. Stunned she looked up to see Sir smirking at her. What a lovely sight she was, her dark skin a contrast to the white tiles. And what a bad girl she was, playing in the shower without inviting Sir, playing without his permission.
“Sir! I didn’t—”

He didn’t say a word as he stripped and entered the shower next to her. He flattened her against the wall, kissing her hard, his hand around her neck, his tongue slipping between her lips, demanding. She was worried about his reaction but her body yearned for him, pushing against him, slick with soap and need. And she moaned as she felt his hardness against her waist, his teeth biting her neck.
“Turn and face the wall, slut!” he growled and she shivered as she complied. What would he do now?

He spanked her ass fast and hard, loving her startled yelp, the way she was leaning back into his hand. Then he picked up the vibe she dropped and pushed it back inside her, watching her biting her lip as he turned it first to low and then medium. Her breath was ragged. He took her hand and placed it on the vibe telling her not to drop it again.
She leaned against the tiles, breasts tingling, riding the vibe, pushing her ass out to him. “Good girl,” he said, and she felt his hands caressing her bum, felt him gliding his cock between her cheeks, teasing her.
“Is this where you need it, little girl?” he asked her as his hands stroked her ample breasts then twisted her nipples. Hard.
“Is this what a greedy, slutty bad girl needs?”

“Fuck, yes! Please, Sir! Yes!” she cried, shameless. She felt him squirt something cool on her ass.

“Then tell me what you need, slut,” he said simply, as he fingered her rim, opening her.
“You, Sir! I need you! Please, please, fuck my ass, Daddy—”

She felt his cock at her entrance and wiggled her ass in anticipation.
“Turn your vibe to ‘high,’ slut. Don’t you dare cum!”
The vibe on her clit and her g-spot, and his thick wide head easing into her ass…she knew she’d never make it.

At first the pain distracted her, but the amazing sensation of her hungry ass opening wide, then clamping down on him pushed her over the edge, just as it always did. She always came on the first thrust.
Her reaction made him grin. She was so dirty, so predictable. So desirable.

“Naughty, naughty girl!” he whispered as he fucked her deep and fast, slapping her ass, gripping her throat, and all she could do was hold on, face against the wall, her fist in her mouth, cumming and cumming…

Shower time yet?

daddys-fucktoys
little-punkin-ddlg:

ea5e95:

every-one-is-mad-here:

thenapturalone:

cthulhupeelz:

cyanidewhore:

sociopath-red-pheasant:

rogueabdl:

his-blithe-handmaid:

husbandsir:

Jesus woman! Get around the corner! 

Go on baby girl! Get ‘im!

Id quit playing my game for sure!

You look beautiful, don’t be shy!

Omg, she is so precious.

C’mon girl, you’ve got him in your back pocket. Any man would drop his controller once he saw you. :D

I love this post. I am so happy that it is back on my dash :-)

This is the reason why i fucking love tumblr, I love you all. Anyway, go get him Beautiful! :) 

I love this picture so much. It’s so damn cute..ugh

Every time it comes around

little-punkin-ddlg:

ea5e95:

every-one-is-mad-here:

thenapturalone:

cthulhupeelz:

cyanidewhore:

sociopath-red-pheasant:

rogueabdl:

his-blithe-handmaid:

husbandsir:

Jesus woman! Get around the corner! 

Go on baby girl! Get ‘im!

Id quit playing my game for sure!

You look beautiful, don’t be shy!

Omg, she is so precious.

C’mon girl, you’ve got him in your back pocket. Any man would drop his controller once he saw you. :D

I love this post. I am so happy that it is back on my dash :-)

This is the reason why i fucking love tumblr, I love you all. Anyway, go get him Beautiful! :) 

I love this picture so much. It’s so damn cute..ugh

Every time it comes around

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See the full video to see more of Smith’s artworks and to learn more about his inspiring story go here.