#LIKE!!!! 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[starspangledbatter]

⭐️ When you’re 22 and you’re falling for older women like crazy 😵‍💫 ⭐️

[fllowerrpowerrr]

its almost christmas YAAA!! this is old from like october 😵‍💫 but hey, it got posted eventually right??

[thef1diary]

Was thinking about what you mentioned in your first post about Ghost Max and this might be cliche but………. imagine showering, and you drop the soap, and before you can stand Max shoves his dick into you 😵‍💫

— giggling at this ask omg 😭 let’s be honest, this is such a ghost!max thing to do tho. 18+ content below

Steam clouded the shower, heat wrapping around you like a blanket as the water cascaded down your skin. You hummed to yourself, lathering a washcloth with a bar of soap, lost in the mundane routine of the moment. Then it happened—classic, stupid, cliché. The damn soap slipped right out of your hands, landing on the floor.

“Great,” you muttered, bending over to grab it.

But before you could even straighten back up, something cool and solid pressed against your pussy from behind. You froze, eyes wide, your fingers still clutching the slippery bar of soap.

“Max—what the—” Your words died in your throat as he thrust into you, hard and unyielding, filling your cunt in one smooth motion.

You gasped, your body jolting forward, forehead lightly bumping the shower tiles. “Oh my God—seriously?!” you managed to choke out, half-laughing, half-moaning.

His cock was thick, stretching you perfectly, and he wasted no time setting a brutal pace, his invisible hands gripping your hips and yanking you back into him with every thrust. You dropped the soap again—it wasn’t like you were going to need it right now anyway.

“Couldn’t wait, huh?” you teased breathlessly, though your voice cracked as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, making your knees buckle. “You just had to—oh, fuck—take me right now?”

If he could’ve answered, you imagined it would’ve been something smug, maybe a chuckle to match the way his cock moved inside you, hitting so deep you swore he was marking his claim on your soul. Instead, his response came in the form of rougher thrusts, pounding into you like he had something to prove.

The rhythmic thrusts of his cock drowned out the sound of the water, your moans echoing off the shower walls in a shameless symphony. You gripped the tiles for dear life, your cheek pressed against the cool surface, grounding yourself as the phantom force of him took you apart.

Despite his incorporeal form, the weight of him felt all too real—thick, relentless, and devastatingly perfect. It was as if the air itself pulsed with his presence, every thrust leaving you gasping, your knees trembling under the pressure of his otherworldly touch.

Max didn’t let up, his cock driving into you harder, faster, until your thighs shook and your vision blurred. Your orgasm hit you like a freight train, your walls clenching around him as your cries bounced off the shower walls.

As you slumped against the tiles, panting and spent, you muttered under your breath, “I can never drop the soap again, can I?”

If he was visible, you were sure Max would’ve been wearing the most self-satisfied grin imaginable.

want more ghost!max? send me an ask with your filthiest thoughts and it’ll get answered during one of my dirty drabble days

[gettingsofter]

Wow you look like such an engorged hog in that new dress. I bet you were huffing and puffing trying to put it on, huh? You look so round and fat and unhealthy in those pictures you posted. Like I can see the fat just pooling into you and clogging you up. We can't believe you have let yourself get this obese, what do you have to say for yourself?

i honestly can’t even believe how fat & rotund i’ve gotten- even after losing weight, i still look like a total whale 😵‍💫

my waist is completely blown out, & i’m hitting the point where i can start saying goodbye to my hourglass curves again-

all because i couldn’t stop gorging myself.

[puckinghischier]

angry luke brings something out of me i'm not gonna lie

i feel like we don’t see him show emotion like that often, so when he does it’s like we all just stop and go “oooooo”

[bio-hazard]

still thinking about charlie's beast boy costume and just thinking abt like. going to a party w him and at some point your friends cant find either of you until you stumble out of a closet with him and he's got missing patches of green paint along his jaw and neck meanwhile you have green paint all over your mouth and neck and hands

[didalexiabreakupwitholgaisback]

source: rtve play

alexia's golazo! this really feels like we were watching the potato camera feeds from the 2010s. nostalgia, friends! 😂

but my goodness, the level of referees in this league is so shameful. journo ángel pérez has some banger tweets about how bad it was! our players getting cautioned for being fouled themselves, staff getting sent out, yikes 😵‍💫

[cheyisagirlkisser]

i think playing just dance with ellie would be so funny

sfw besides swearing. omfg Ellie would honestly be so good at Just Dance😵‍💫

Ellie’s stomach is hurting from how intensely she is laughing. She tries to stand up and finish Maneater with her Nintendo controllers, but every time she even attempts to pull herself back up onto her feet, she catches a glimpse of you glaring at her while trying not to laugh yourself.

“It’s not fucking funny! I tried my hardest..”

She lets out a snort and gives you a toothy grin. “You looked like a turkey trying its hardest to fly.”

“Okay, let’s see you do Rasputin!!”

She grins at your challenge and takes your hand as you offer it, allowing you to pull her back up. “You’re on.”

When you did Maneater with Ellie, you weren’t paying attention to her, just trying not to embarrass yourself too much. It seemed as if when the directions told you to go left, you went right. That continued on until you groaned and threw the controller on the couch, and Ellie’s knees practically gave in as she rolled on the floor laughing at you for the insanity that you pulled with your body trying to ‘dance.’

Now, you finally get to watch Ellie play, expecting the usually awkward girl to be even worse than you. And yet, she isn’t. She moves along to the rather quick moves, and you’re just sitting on the couch in surprise and light jealousy. She moves like it’s nothing, not trying to be skillful but instead moving effortlessly with a carefree smile on her face, having fun with it, obviously. She is sweating and panting by the end of the song, but also has a shit-eating grin adorned, and you can’t even pretend to be mad because she looks adorable.

“Okay, that was fucking awesome. Where in the hell did you learn to dance?”

She shrugs as if it’s nothing. “Joel bought me just dance when I was a kid. I played it religiously.” 

“Of course he did. I bet you have the whole collection, huh?” 

“You know it. You wanna do Hips don’t Lie now?” You shake your head, and Ellie groans. C’mon. I’ll teach you.”

You want to say no, but Ellie’s warm hand grabbing yours, tugging your feet onto the floor make you forget how horrible you are at Just Dance. 

Ellie stands behind you and guides your hands, and though the dance seems so fast to you who isn’t used to carrying out tons of dance moves in the game, it’s easier when she guides you around effortlessly. 

She smiles when you start to get the hang of it on your own, and Ellie smiles proudly behind you, though you can’t see it. “There you go, baby. Just keep up with the pace, and don’t think about it.”

Your face is red. You make Ellie stand behind you and help you with almost every single song in the game for the rest of the night just to hear her compliments and fingers wrapped around your wrists.

<3

[sainz100]

Carlos Sainz | F1 London Live in 2017 | x x x x x

[thef1diary]

after the visit of the paranormal investigators max was even more cheeky. he wanted you to figure out a way so he can directly communicate with you so he was behaving like a cat, knocking over your water bottle, stealing your hair ties from the night stand and scratching on the door when it was closed. he wanted your attention and to talk to you, properly. to finally whisper all the sweet nothings when you're busy working or trying to get chores done...😵‍💫

🩵

— oh he’d make you feel as though he’s everywhere, always touching you, always reminding you of his presence. After he got a taste of communicating with you, he wants more. 18+ content below

It started after the investigators left—Max had become relentless. At first, it was playful: your water bottle tipping off the counter just as you reached for it, your hair ties mysteriously disappearing from the nightstand. He messed with you and most of the time you chuckled, trying to tell him off. But then, he had also turned up the dial on the filthier antics—constantly touching you.

The warm press of phantom fingers trailed across your inner thighs when you sat at your desk to work. Ghostly hands slid beneath your shirt while you tried to complete mundane daily tasks. Washing dishes became a challenge when you’d feel his touch slither between your legs, stroking over your bare cunt just to watch you squirm.

He didn’t let up when you tried to ignore him, either. Every time you clenched your thighs together, his touch grew firmer, hungrier.

Even during the night, he didn’t hold back. You jolted awake to the sensation of your blanket being peeled away, the cool air kissing your skin. His hands skimming up your legs as you felt his presence curling around you.

You gasped, clawing at the sheets as his invisible grip spread your thighs wide. He wasn’t gentle anymore; his touch was demanding, confident, and dripping with intent. His hands roamed over your body like he owned it, teasing every curve, every sensitive spot. When his fingers circled your nipple, pinching just enough to make your breath hitch, you swore if you strained your hearing, you could hear a low, guttural groan echo in the silence of your bedroom.

It was as though Max was everywhere, teasing you, urging you to acknowledge him.

You could feel his frustration building, the way he pressed against you, almost begging to be heard. You wanted it, too. God, you wanted it so badly—his voice murmuring dirty promises into your ear, telling you exactly what he’d do instead of simply touching you.

One afternoon, as you braced yourself against the kitchen counter, your breath hitching from the sensation of his hands sliding under your waistband, you knew you couldn’t take it anymore. Max wasn’t going to stop until you found another way to communicate with him.

Panting, you pushed yourself up, your knees weak as you muttered air, hoping he was listening. “Alright, fine, Max. You win.” You’d find a way to let him talk to you—really talk to you. If that meant buying a spirit box or some other ridiculous gadget, so be it.

And you’d do it immediately, because the next time his hands slipped between your legs, teasing you to the brink, you wanted to hear every filthy thing he’d whisper while you came undone.

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[daisylolezzi]

listening to an audiobook of feminist theory while the wet, breathless, desperate sounds of a woman moaning like crazy getting fucked into the floor by a man plays at the same time in another tab 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[atzhrts]

lol idk how i thought of this but… ur on call w sohee who thinks ur making sounds bc ur getting off to him when in reality ur roommate anton is eating u out… poor sohee would not realise at all bc his mind is too fogged from jerking himself off to ur soft moans “are u thinking about me baby?” as u grab anton’s hair to bury his head further into ur thighs 🫠

anon don’t you know i’m insane? 😵‍💫

includes: infidelity don’t like don’t read, kinda unfair to my baby :( love you sohee id never cheat on you <3

just imagine sohee, laying in his hotel bed and he’s missing you so much he can barely thinks straight. and he’s so so horny he can’t help himself but pull his pants down to run his fingertips over his hard length, making himself shudder. but he’s so far gone already he can’t really get himself to take it slow, wrapping his hand around himself instead, squeezing the base before moving it upwards slowly and twisting it around his red tip. sohees thumb swipes over the drop of precum threatening to roll down his dick, just like you would do when you’re teasing him which actually brings him to call you, needing to hear your voice to properly get off.

“oh hi” you sound breathless but sohees hand is speeding up around his cock and he slowly starts to loose his ciritical judgment. his dick jumping in his hand as he first hears your voice, causing him to tighten his grip, teeth clamping shut in order to not cum immediately.

“hi baby” he whines “are you alone right now?” you immediately know what’s going on, sohee gets this desperate tone in his voice whenever he’s close to cumming.

so you tell your boyfriend you’re alone and that you miss him so much while grinding up into your roommates face. your fingers in anton’s hair tightening, telling him to continue sucking on your clit while his fingers explore your insides.

“fuck you sound so good baby, are you touching yourself?” sohee throws his head back as he imagines you, laying on your bed, wearing nothing but his shirt, fingers rubbing over your clit as you think of him. in reality you’re laying in your roommates bed and not yours but anton’s fingers are massaging your nub in just the right way, bringing you close to the edge.

“are you thinking of me?” you’re not, but your boyfriend sounds so pretty as he unknowingly listens to another man making you cum, so you say yes.

“yes” no. “i’m gonna cum around my fingers sohee” around anton’s fingers. “i need your cock baby” you make eye contact with your roommate between your thighs as your boyfriend cums in his hand.

[crinklemommy]

Diapers so big they look like beanbag chairs 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[crisiscollective]

😵‍💫☺️😭😅👍

Being a system be like:

💯🙏💛🟨👍

[squad-3]

Just saw pics from the Joe Burrow look a like contest😵‍💫

Joe honey I am so sorry

[woozinhos]

thinking about how dino is fucking you in the right places hitting the spots and placing his palm on your lower belly, asking if you can feel him in your guts 😵‍💫 i feel like he would absolutely do that whilst smirking and being all cocky at how cock drunk you are

Anon I had to stop what I was writing and I had to write this oh my god I hope you enjoy 🤭

Dino grins down at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of smugness and satisfaction as he continues to thrust into you. He knows exactly what he's doing, hitting all the right spots and making you see stars with every movement. He reaches down and places his palm flat against your lower belly, feeling the way his cock is moving inside you.

"Can you feel me, baby?" he asks, his voice low and teasing. "Can you feel me deep inside you?"

You can only nod in response, your words failing you as pleasure washes over you in waves. He smirks at your reaction, his hand pressing down slightly as if to emphasize the feeling.

"Good," he growls, his eyes dark with desire. "I want you to feel every inch of me, to feel how I'm claiming you from the inside out."

He shifts his position slightly, angling his hips to hit even deeper inside you. He can feel your body responding to him, the way your muscles clench and tighten around him with every thrust.

"You're so tight," he groans, his hand still on your lower belly. "So hot and wet for me."

His fingers trace the outline of his cock on your lower belly, feeling the way it moves in and out of you with each thrust.

"Fuck," he mutters, his eyes fixed on the sight. "You look so damn good like this, all filled up with me."

He continues to watch, his eyes filled with a mixture of possessiveness and desire.

"I love seeing you like this," he murmurs, his hand still tracing patterns on your skin. "All mine, all spread out for me."

He can't help but smirk at the look on your face, your eyes glazed over with pleasure and your expression completely blissed out.

"You're so cock drunk for me," he says, his voice low and amused. "It's so damn hot."

He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "You're completely at my mercy right now, aren't you?"

He nips at your earlobe, his hand still on your lower belly, feeling the way your body reacts to his words.

You glance down, your eyes widening as you see the outline of his cock twitching beneath his hand. He lets out a low chuckle, his eyes darkening with lust as he sees you looking.

"See what you do to me?" he growls, his hand pressing down slightly against your stomach. "You make me lose control like no one else can."

His pace becomes more erratic, his hips moving faster as he feels his own orgasm approaching.

"I'm so close," he grunts, his grip on your hip tightening as he holds you in place. "You're gonna make me come so hard."

He pulls out of you just in time, his cock slick with your juices as he takes it in his hand. With a low groan, he strokes himself a few more times before he comes, his release spilling out onto your stomach in hot spurts.

He watches as his cum lands on your skin, his chest heaving with exertion. He runs his fingers through the mess, smearing it all over your stomach as he admires the sight.

"Look at you," he says, his voice rough with satisfaction. "Covered in my cum, marked as mine."

He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "Don't forget the feeling of me inside you, baby. The way I filled you up so perfectly."

He nips at your earlobe again, his hand still tracing patterns in the cum on your stomach.

"You're mine now, completely and utterly mine."