i just want a big strong man to fuck me until im nonverbal </3 IS THAT TOO MUCH FOR ME TO ASKKKK UGHH
dad'sbestfriend! james mcavoy x brown!fem!reader
π― hunni pot β oh. my. god. for context i was speaking to a friend recently about split (2016) and she tried to convince me it wasn't real because she'd never heard of it and she's a movie junkie.. long story short we rewatched it and i don't remember james mcavoy being THAT hot?? like i remember him being hot but damn. anyways enjoy my rambling as i freak out over dilfs on the main. im back hoes. reader is like early 20s and james is his age and divorced
hot summer days were the best thing for you. the sun warming you and giving you dark tan lines that highlighted you stretch marks that little bit more. looking through your aptly packed suitcase, you huffed at the idea of not being able to buy a new bikini. granted, you were only here for two weeks of your summer break, and you did have four in total, but you could never have too many, right? you settled on your blue two-piece, throwing a tank top and a baby skirt over it just to prevent your ass from being completely out as you walked down to the waterfall/lake a little ways from the summer house.
you decided to tan before getting in the water, the peaceful current giving you the perfect opportunity to relax and lay around. laying on your towel under the beating sun, you slid you bottoms down over the dips in your hips, a little crack show for the birds and bees.
maybe ten minutes go by, and you turn over to face the sky. sitting here baking with a blunt would be amazing, and you make a mental note to roll one next time you come down here. slipping your top down a little, then a lot, then just taking it off and letting it all hang out was a wise decision, the sun shining on your bare dark nipples and a tickle moving it's way in between your thighs as you reel in the feeling. another ten-ish minutes and you're dozing, barely keeping your eyes open as you listen to the water flow just a few feet from you. you stop trying after a bit, rolling into the sensuality of sleeping half-naked with nature.
until you feel a shirt laying over your midriff.
and feel mr. james trying to shake you awake. fuuuuck.
his eyes are (reasonably) diverted from you. james couldn't help but feel like a perverted high schooler, awkwardly kneeling so his best friends daughter didn't have to see the far too obvious boner she was giving him right now. james had kids of his own, he'd seen nipples and pantylines before, so why did he feel so.. different?
as you woke up and hoped to God Almighty that that the Earth would just swallow you while right there, mr. james gave you that we don't have to talk about it look that he'd given you many times. you just nodded as he turned away, flicking his belt and removing his shorts to reveal his trunks. it could've been your hazy brain. it could've been the angle since you were still tying your top. it could've been the lighting of the Sun, for God's sake, but you swear that mr. james' trunks were outlining his cock, the fabric tightening around his thighs. but you didn't have time to see it because he quickly plunged into the water, using his big arms to move himself under the waterfall, cascading down his hair and chest. (im a dirty pervert. omg that gif is going to the wank bank)
you sat on a smooth rock, right in the middle of the lazy lake. it was low, allowing the water to kiss your feet and the Sun to rub your back. watching as mr. james blatantly circled you, like an animal. he came to a stop in front of you, just watching you before speaking. "it's a cute top, y'know. dunno why you'd wanna ditch it." he shrugs, laughing as your attempt at splashing him ended with you nearly falling off the rock and him being no more wet than he already was.
you two got out after a bit, talking about life and how school was going and whatever could come to mind. mr. james's eyes never left you once, meanwhile you were avoiding his eyes like the plague. too busy watching his chiseled stomach flex every time he laughs, or shifts, or just fucking sits there.
"m'eyes are up here, lassie. what's with the pervin'?" he asks, lifting your chin with two fingers. you open your mouth, but words are failing you and by God you can't speak your mind. what would he think of you?
"i wanna fuck you."
oh.
"oh?" shit. what the fuck is wrong with you?
the answer to that question would have to wait for another time, because mr. james wasted no time scooting closer to you on the towel, lifting you up over his lap and lettin you sink down on his swim trunks, the cold fabric making you roll your hips. james could only grunt, resting his hand on your ass to push you a bit more forward, his hard-on twitching right against your clit.
"who've thought you as such a fuggin minx.." he groans, his lips connecting with yours twice, then a third time before you could feel his fingers slipping past your bottoms, groaning into your mouth as he feels your pussy for the first time. no matter how many times he'd dreamed about this, rubbed his cock to the idea of pleasuring you, he couldn't have dreamed this up in a hundred fucking years. but God, was he loving it.
slipping his cock out from his shorts, he watched as you let your manicured hand slip around him. james couldn't believe his fucking eyes, if he hadn't waited so long for this, he'd have cum just by the look in your eyes. sinking down, you rest your hands on his chest, feeling his trembling breath. you don't even have to tell him how much you love it, your pussy does all the work for you. the wet noises that start to come out of you spare no expense at letting james know what a good job he's doing at fucking you from below.
mr. james, ohhhfuuck.. you could barely contain yourself, he was fucking you with something to prove. the plap! plap! noise against the water falling in the background was heaven.
"drop that mr., darling. you know we aren't being very-- ugh, fuck me.. formal right now." he chuckles, continuing to fuck up into you while adding his fingers in the mix, rubbing your clit in deliberate, wet circles. cumming, oh fuck..!
and cumming you were. the Sun was beaming on your face, you were being fucked like a whore in the most intimate setting in all the Earth, and you were cumming, hard. james pants as he fucks you through your orgasm, letting you go limp on his shoulder. "wet as the water you are, darling." he chuckles, reeling in the way you clench around his cock completely involuntarily. a beat goes by as he rests his hands on your waist.
"you've ever been skinny dipping?" it was going to be a looooong night.
kang dae-ho the man you are..
hiiiiii i wanted to say that i love ur blog is focused on black and hispanic readers, itβs normally really hard to find big like that and also have good words so megaaaa kudos to uπππππ
also, do u have any other recommended authors for black readers???? just asking
stay safe and take careπππ
hey babes!! so sorry this took so long, i just wanted to make sure i got everyone i could find!! kay, here goes.
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please, please reblog this with more black/hispanic authors! we need to get these lovely authors and all others in out community the recognition they need!! love yall
Hello, I am Amal, a mother of seven children ranging from 15 years to 7 months old. Due to escalated war conditions, I relocated to the south, leaving my husband in the north to care for his ailing father. I am eager to reunite with my husband and children as soon as possible. I have initiated a fundraising campaign to support our journey, and I look forward to your support and participation to collectively become a beacon of hope in achieving this dreamππ.
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thabk you for trusting me with your story, Amal! I'm praying that you are reunited with your children and husband safely and as soon as possible! Stay strong and safe!
do you guys ever talk to someone and u cant stop giggling hi welcome to my life
"ooo but if a white person said not to interact!!!" Suck my dick and BALLS eat my ass and swallow my nut I do not CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*throws grenade and hides* *the grenade begins to shake* *it bursts open revealing not a life ending explosion, but a note:*
going out w the girls n getting rlly drunk n u tell them u gotta use the bathroom but instead u go in n call sonny murmuring a soft βmiss you daddyβ¦ can pick me up please?β as soon as he answersβhe was literally waiting by his phone for ur call cus it rings only onceβ¦ if sonny knows nothing else abt his pretty princess, he knows that the second she tips passed buzzed into drunk, all she wants is her big strong boyfriendβs arms wrapped around her while she hides in his chest
SIGH β¦. i am ONCE AGAINβ¦ THINKING !!!!
HHHOMYGOSH
and of course, sonny being the best boyfriend ever was already grabbing his coat the second he sees that it's your name on the contact π he reassures you that he's on the way and tells you not to go anywhere and to stay on the phone bc he can tell you're out of it :(( so when he parks and gets out the car, only to see you basically standing asleep, he wraps his arms around you, nd it scared you a bit even though you can smell his cologne.
" 'ts just me, doll. daddy's right here, baby. c'mon. "
(queue sonny taking u home to pamper you until you fall asleep, pressing soft kisses all over your face and making sure to make some good breakfast for you in the morning ππ im so in love with this man omg)