#blooper reel! (crack)

[rosetintedgunman]

OOC: So there I was, getting ready for bed, when a piece of paper stored on a shelf in the corridor came out of hiding.

I'd guess the drawing is about 2 years old, at least, and it showcases the golden rule of the blog:

If you write a Dark, Rose automatically considers them a friend. He's friendly toward the ones that make it clear they don't like him too, so that plan doesn't work.

[rocksalt-and-pie]

had a beautiful dream last night in which I suddenly noticed that in all those years of my rewatching supernatural over and over again, I had always overlooked one of the discs in the dvd box and that I had three entire episodes from season five to watch for the very first time 😭

[toughpaperround]

Too soon? 😎

911 bloopers - if you don't have network-released bloopers, fanmade will do.

[Blooper prev/48/next]

[ahrencmeptn-aa]

"What's wrong? Can't keep up with us?"

[famefound]

Forget the abs, hair floof is where it’s at.

[neil-gaiman]

Hello!!!

Love all of your work and huge fan of good omens! When you were filming season 1 and 2 of good omens was there anyone on set who would try to get others to break character at times? Someone who really liked to crack jokes during takes? Would love to see blooper reels one day!

I think that if there had been such a person on set, Michael Sheen would have taken them for a long walk one night and we would never have seen them again.

[delyth88]

This is gorgeous!

Oh yes! Please add me to your list for Loki art! 💚

Loki

@acidcasualties is the only one on my current tag list for art, please remind me if anyone else still wants in on totally sporadic Loki admiration

[thebibliosphere]

Batman playing Bruce Wayne playing Bruce Wayne playing Batman in the deleted Muppets scene would have to have been a challenge, even for him.

How do you put on the cowl you wear every night so badly that it basically screams this is clearly parody and can only be a gag?

Oh god, he’d absolutely be making the Madagascar penguin face on the inside. Just:

He fumbles it several times, dropping it on the floor and wrinkling his nose up at the thick rubbery smell. “God this thing looks sweaty. How am I supposed to follow the curly girl method in this thing?”

It's an adlib not in the script. Just something his brain threw out in a last-ditch attempt at self-preservation. It's so funny the crew can be heard cracking up in the background, the camera tilts up to the ceiling as the cameraman loses it. It gets kept in the final blooper reel.

[rosetintedgunman]

Regarding the design choice for Wilford:

[braveparanoiac]

"Stan, as your mother, you're grounded. Go to your room and think about what - snrk - think about what you've just done!"

"The author of the journals... my mother-- I-I mean my brother."

"Dang it, you messed it up, Stan! Alright, sorry, Ford, you gotta go back through. Do the whole thing again, from the top."

[ahrencmeptn-aa]

"Kyaa.... next time, next time."

[zzzaru]

epic the musical actor AU anyone

Odysseus (Lead Actor): 

talented emotionally complex actor, juggling weight of being the lead while trying to be a good husband and father

he and penelope had telemachus when they were young, and his career took off shortly after, pulling away from family life

trying to reconnect with them while facing his own insecurities about being enough for them

during the scene where odysseus reunites with telemachus, the emotions hit just a wee bit too close to home, which leads to an actual breakdown

stays late a lot after rehearsals, reworking scenes, trying to be a perfectionist

Penelope (Actress)

fiercely intelligent actress, odysseus’ real life wife

balances being a mother to telemachus, acting career, and the occasional media frenzy over their relationship

while she loves odysseus a lot, struggles w the resentment of his absences

tears up during penelope’s monologue about loneliness (hits too close to home 👎)

shares quiet, intimate moments with odysseus between takes (the directors are TIREDD)

Telemachus (Actor)

a young actor breaking into the industry, cast in the musical just bcuz of his parents’ influence

determined to prove he earned his place on his own

doesn’t love being in his father’s shadow, but he looks up greatly to him

love-hate relationship with his dad

emotionally charged performance during telemachus’ ‘confrontation’ with odysseus

is more lighthearted with the rest of the cast, poking fun at odysseus’ dramatic tendencies

Eurylochus (Actor)

one of odysseus’ oldest friends, cast as his loyal (combative) right hand man.

serves as the group’s voice of reason, but his blunt honesty sometimes causes tension

uses dry humor to diffuse tension between odysseus and telemachus but privately encourages odysseus to make amends

finds himself unexpectedly emotional during luck runs out and mutiny

Polites

comedic glue holding the cast together

actually everybody’s favorite castmate

feels overlooked compared to the larger personalities around him

offers emotional support to telemachus after a tenser rehearsal

can keep his eyes open for a concerning amount of time. very good at playing dead?? actually scared his friends during the cyclops scene

Zeus (Actor)

charismatic, laid back veteran actor

mentor/dad figure

LOVES cracking dad jokes, bringing snacks to rehearsals much to athena’s embarrassment

ATHENA’S DAD STILL

incredibly approachable 

competes with poseidon during press tours

Athena (Actor)

fiercely independent (still zeus’ daughter)

trying to prove herself as a director in her own right

perfectionist

cares for the cast and crew, hates showing it

sometimes teases zeus for being overbearing

lighthearted banter with zeus on set

quiet moments where she talks to hera about living up to her father’s reputation

Poseidon

zeus’ brother and self proclaimed ‘cool uncle’ of the cast

charming, mischievous

lightens the mood during long rehearsals

him and zeus = playful rivalry

leads karaoke nights occasionally

bonds with eurylochus over their mutual love of seafood and practical jokes

Hera

graceful and respected actress

unofficial ‘mom’

ready with words of wisdom

helps penelope and telemachus work through their nerves before emotional scenes

scolds zeus and poseidon for goofing off sometimes

Aphrodite

rising star in the acting world

social media sensation

glamorous and confident, but genuinely kind to everyone

posts behind the scenes and blooper reels

teaches telemachus how to handle social media fame

organizes a cast photoshoot to help everyone look their best for promotional materials

Apollo

multi-talented ‘golden boy’ of the cast

known for singing, acting, guitar solos during breaks

effortlessly charming

somewhat competitive (friendly) with ares

challenges polites to a ‘sing off’ during a wrap party, turns into a cast wide jam session

writes an original song for the cast

Ares

high energy

loves keeping everyone entertained

fiercely loyal to his crew. also dating aphrodite

playful rivalry with apollo

surprisingly good with kids

starts a nerf war on set during downtime, with the entire cast getting involved

improvised ‘is she dead’ in god games, everyone couldnt help but laugh

Antinous

charismatic, mischievous, well liked

known for polished performances

naturally confident

relationship with telemachus started through rehearsals bonding over shared family pressure

admires telemachus’ raw talent

fiercely protective of telemachus

on stage chemistry. directors hate them

Hermes

quick witted, flamboyant

hard worker (in his own. way)

flirty. flirts with half of the crew. especially odysseus and polites

never takes things too seriously

sees himself as the ‘glue’ of the cast (he is not, it's polites)

little scenarios i've been cooking up

during god games, where athena and zeus fight physically, i'm thinking one of the props go askew. athena and zeus are fighting in scene, and then one of the props from above suddenly fall, hitting athena in the head, causing panic from the rest of the crew- she's fine of course, she wasnt hit too hard, but panic ensues for everyone, esp zeus and hermes, since athena is family. (athena is zeus' daughter, hermes is athena's brother). and of course the rest of the crew like odysseus, ares, etc)

zeus’ relationship with ares in th is AU is very much like jay’s and mitchell’s from modern family

scene with the cyclops, where the 'cyclops' is supposed to kill polites, when polites is lying there on the ground with fake blood on him he makes it seem a little too real. he gets 'crushed' by the cyclops, and then he rasps out "captain" to odysseus, desperately (acting) like there is dark fake blood dripping from his head, his fake glasses are broken and then his character dies. polites can keep his eyes open for an unnaturally amount of time, and he can make them seem lifeless so after the scene is done, odysseus and eurylochus both go to hug him just to make sure he's there and fine. they cling to him for a bit. polites is very confused, but the hugs are welcome!!

[evanchantingpeters]

Let me take care of you (Fanfic - Housemate edition)

Pairings ─ Evan Peters x Fem reader

Genre ─ Smut/fluff

Summary ─ You and Evan are housemates. Dragging yourself downstairs after a day of virtual grind, you stumble on Evan in the kitchen, playing chef. As you pour out your workday struggles to him, he decides to cool you off in his own special way. Just as the steamy vibes start rolling in on the countertop, a plot twist goes down.  

Warnings ─ Swearing, fingering, oral (f receiving), nipple teasing, squirting, overstimulation :)

Word count ─ 1724

18+ > If you're a minor, DO NOT read!

@evanchantingpeters — All rights reserved. Please do not modify, translate, or plagiarise my content.

You peel yourself away from the computer at 6 pm on the dot after what feels like a never-ending virtual meeting marathon. The glow of your computer screen has imprinted on your retinas, and you swear you can see faint outlines of pie charts on the walls. It’s time to free yourself from the shackles of the fintech world and wind down for the night.

“Enough with slaving away,” you huff out and tug at the hem of your dark floral dress, as if shedding the remnants of a tedious remote workday and a thousand mouse clicks. You fetch your black knitted cardigan from the closet and slip through its comforting embrace.

As you lumber down the stairs, visions of spreadsheets and Teams calls still haunt you. But wait, what’s that aroma wafting through the air? It’s not the most pleasant odour, but you’re starving. You follow your nose like a cartoon character floating on the scent waves, only to find Evan in the kitchen.

Evan, decked out in a white apron that’s askew and screams ‘I have no idea what I’m doing, but I swear I’m trying my best,’ is vigorously stirring a saucepan on the stove.

He turns to you with a broad dimpled smile that’s equal parts endearing and suspicious. “Hey there, survivor of the corporate jungle! Look, your housemate’s working up a culinary masterpiece,” he exclaims, a spatula brandished like a knight’s sword.

You eye the chaotic scene in the kitchen with an arched brow. “Culinary masterpiece, you say? Should I be calling 911 just in case?”

He lets out a throaty chuckle. “Fear not, Y/N!” He chirps, winking at you. “I’m trialling a dish that requires minimal skill and maximum faith in the universe.”

You shoot him a tight-lipped smile as you push aside the table cloth and cautiously take a seat at the kitchen counter. You watch as Evan throws a drizzle of something mysterious into the saucepan. “And may I ask what’s on the menu?” you scoff while swooshing your legs that dangle off the counter, your voice laced with curiosity and a hint of survival instinct.

He playfully pinches the tip of your nose, a sly smirk curling up on the corners of his lips. “Instant noodles, but with my own twist. Trust me, you’ll be licking the plate by the end of it,” he says as he begins to slice and dice a colourful bunch of veggies. 

“Only my fingers?” you ponder, and your lips pout slightly as you observe the veins on his calloused and robust hands sticking out with each chopping movement. The sight of those hands always makes you moist down there, let alone the feeling of them on or in you… Proper gush…

“So, how was work? Give me the scoop,” Evan insists, his enthusiasm bursting through the air like confetti, jolting you out of your thoughts.

You shake your head and blink rapidly to regain your composure. “It was…” you wheeze, your voice cracking like a rusty gate, and you immediately clear your throat, “It was a long blooper reel. Most of my team’s on annual leave, so it was pretty much a one-woman show.” 

Evan’s eyes widen with sympathy, as if sensing there’s more to this workplace saga. “Oh, shoot,” he grunts. “Don’t sweat, I’ll take good care of you,” he continues after a brief pause as he massages your legs, your breath catching in your throat. His hands work their magic, though, kneading away the invisible knots of stress that the day has tied. 

“I don’t think noodles could do the trick,” you purr, and a low giggle escapes you. 

A moment of silence ensues, as his eyes flick down to your lips. “There's something that can squirt the tension out of you in no time,” His whisper carries a velvety rasp, his warm breath, tinged with the scent of mint and coffee, delightfully fanning your face.

“And that is?” You snap, and he hums with a cunning grin etched on his face. Your heart begins to throb with heavy thuds as he gently spreads your legs, and his right hand traces a tantalising path from your inner thighs.

“Tell me what you want,” he coos with a mischievous twinkle in his dark eyes as he stretches aside the fabric of your soaked panties.

“You,” you gasp when his index finger glides up and down your wet slit, making him groan at the slimy texture. Your head falls back when he starts rubbing your clit in slow circular motions, ragged moans tumbling out of your mouth.

He buries his head in the crook of your neck and nibbles on your soft skin, his expertly smooth teasing of your clit persists.

“Don’t stop,” you spill through your pleasure in a hushed tone. Gripping his shirt, you pull him closer and smash your lips against his. Your tongue plunges into his mouth and swirls with his in a passionate rhythm, deepening the kiss. 

His chest is heaving heavily, and you feel an eager finger circling around your vaginal opening. You let out a choked “Evan” as he slowly slides his long, sturdy finger into you, popping in and out, and groaning loudly at the warmth of your insides. 

“You feel so good, baby girl,” he rasps out and tilts his head to the side, a crooked smile is playing on his lips as he watches his finger gliding in you.

Your hands desperately roam along his chiselled chest, trailing down to his hard cock, and you feel his bulge straining under his slacks.

Without warning, he climbs on the kitchen counter and slumps on top of you. You lie on your back and feel the knot in your stomach tightening as he settles in between your legs, hovering over you. He shreds your cardigan and dress in an instant, and his tongue momentarily flicks across his lips as he marvels at your beauty.

Balancing his weight on his arms, he crouches down on you and drags sensual yet raw kisses on your lips down your neck, and you throw your head back to give him more room.

He lowers his upper body to come in direct contact with your perked nibbles. Nuzzling his nose on your breasts, he gives them both a soft pull, moaning softly. You release an involuntary squeal, feeling you cunt aching more and more as his kissing journey moves down to your stomach. When he reaches your pussy that’s now pounding for him, he props himself on his elbows and glosses over your baby blue thong with a smirk. He glances up at you, his eyes carrying a lustful glint. 

Pulling your legs closer to him, he adjusts your thighs on his shoulders but refuses to break his stare on your face. His lips brush along your inner thighs and leaves tender love bites, edging closer and closer to where you want him to reach. 

When he presses his mouth over the fabric of your panties right on your sensitive spot, you gasp in his firm hold. You instinctively arch your back once you feel the vibrations of his moans against you. 

“Would you let me taste you?” he asks for your permission with a husky voice. You frantically nod in despair, unable to utter a single syllable. 

He chucks your panties away and peers at your glistening pussy with awe, his hot breath tingling your skin. He licks a long stripe along your delicate bud, and you squeak. He groans loudly at your taste and dives in headfirst. His lips suck on your clit while his tongue glides repeatedly against the rest of your slit, building the momentum of your orgasm. 

You dig your fingers in his hair and squirm in his grasp. He roughly tightens the grasp of your thighs and continues to eat you out like you’re his last meal on death row. 

Not too long after, he gently pushes two fingers in you until he’s knuckle deep. His mouth attaches back on your clit, toppling you off the edge. You cry out and your tug on his hair becomes harsher. His nose nudges your clit ever so slightly as his tongue twirls and twists at your sobbing red cunt, leaving your mind fuzzy. Your moans are getting higher and higher in pitch, as you know you aren’t going to last long.

“Jeez, I can’t get enough of you,” he roars, looking so dedicated to your pleasure. His words facilitate your orgasm to hurl straight at you as his tongue laps in and out of you, rolling against your gummy walls. 

Your release finally washes over you in waves and with a scream, your vision becoming hazy. Your legs tighten around his head as your knees wobble and you squeeze on his biceps. 

Evan eases you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, knowing when to let go and avoid your overstimulation. 

“Oh, shit,” you yelp and find yourself grinning down at him short of breath. He reciprocates the smile, a cute look overtakes his features. He draws comforting circles on your lower belly and leaves pecks on your thighs, giving you a few minutes to regulate your breathing. 

Cupping his chin, you pull him up for a sloppy yet rough kiss. “How does the work tension feel now?” he chuckles softly, stroking your breasts as he rests on top of you. You can feel his hardness pressing against your stomach.

“Work, who? I don’t know her!” you blurt out, and you both burst out laughing. 

As you lean in for another kiss, the sudden jingle of keys interrupts your bliss. Panic flashes in both of your eyes as the front door rattles, and the unmistakable sound of the landlord unlocking the entrance echoes through the room.

In a split second, you hastily disentangle yourselves from one another, scrambling to restore the kitchen counter to its innocent state. Evan wipes his mouth off and adjusts his tousled hair, discreetly holding his erect crotch until it comes to ease. All the while, you straighten your dishevelled clothes and ram panicked legs through your panties, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

You and Evan exchange a quick, sheepish glance just as the landlord swings the door open.

“Hey there! Just wanted to check on the leaky toilet upstairs,” the landlord exclaims, oblivious to your eat-out moment.

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated; consider them a warm, fuzzy thank-you hug from yours truly💙

@evanchantingpeters — All rights reserved. Please do not modify, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[toughpaperround]

@911hiatus

[ep 1x07, Full Moon, see gifset for story]

After the sweet rescue of the small child from the claw-grab machine at the arcade...

Buck: Don't worry. It's, uh, it's one of those nights. (hands over stuffed toy to child) Here we go. You're welcome, bye!

Buck: Huh, I wonder how on earth she got in there... Hey, actually it's pretty roomy...

(two minutes later)

Buck (on radio, breathing shallow and rapid) : Cap, this is Buckley. Requesting assistance at last location.

Buck: Ah, negative Cap, can't move a muscle and my right leg is totally jammed in.

Many thanks to @missjmelville for being inspired by a gifset, coming up with the idea and passing it on 😍

911 bloopers - if you don't have network-released bloopers, fanmade will do. [Blooper prev/19/next]

[holylulusworld]

Taped on video - Kinktober 30

Summary: You end up crowded by three men...

Pairing: J3 (Jensen, Jared, Jeff) x fem!Reader

Idea by: @moosekateer13

A/N: This is pure fiction. For the sake of this story all three a single.

Warnings: dom J3/sub reader, breeding bench, dirty talk, slut-shaming, unprotected sex, smut, oral (male rec), double penetration (oral/vaginal), voyeurism, cum play, sex tapes, a hint of dub-con, mentions of anal sex (nothing happens), taking turns, implied extortion/extortion, a hint of Dark J3

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

“Guys,“ you crack your neck. “I know you are excited and giddy like schoolboys because you can work together on the show, but please, give me a break.”

Jeffrey cocks a brow at your comment. He was falling out of his role once again, and you had to yell cut once again. “What’s the matter, doll?” He drawls, flashing you an irresistible smirk. You assume Jeffrey is used to being in control, but you won’t have it.

“I’m not your doll,” you snap at the actor. If you don’t set boundaries right away, they will walk all over you in no time. “You ruined the scene for the fourth time. We all love bloopers and gag reels, but we need to get this scene done. All of us want to go home before dusk.”

“We are on in, sweetheart,” Jensen makes you the Dean. He grins and winks at you. “Let me handle them. They are a bunch of schoolboys.”

“Fine. We are going to make another break. Fifteen minutes. Calm down and relax,” you glare in Jared’s direction. You don’t need him to pull another prank on you or one of the crew members.”

“Action!” You call out, hoping the three will finally get their shit together so you can finish the scene. It’s getting late and you’ve got a date with your bathtub, your vibrator, and a glass of wine.

You watch Jensen and Jared fall into their roles. They run toward the Impala, fighting their way through monsters. The scene unfolds and you pray, they won’t fall out of their roles again.

“DEAN!”

“Sammy!”

“Doll!” Jeffrey snickers as you angrily fling your phone across the set. You huff and get out of your chair.

“What is wrong with you today? We are all tired and want to get out of here. Guys, it’s the night before Halloween and I want to get some rest before I attend the annual Halloween party tomorrow.”

“We are trying, doll,” Jeff smirks darkly, looking more like his alter ego Negan than himself. He licks his lips, eyes trained on your chest. “What can I say? We are distracted by your beauty, boss.”

You shudder at the roughness of his voice. He looks like a predator spying on his prey. Hazel eyes follow your every step as you get out of your chair once again.

“Everyone, we call it a day. It’s getting too late. The light is wrong,” you look at your crew. “Go home and enjoy your evening. We come back to the scene the day after tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” One of the cameramen asks. “We can try to get it done today. No problem.”

“The scene is almost finished.” Rubbing your temple, you sigh. If only these guys didn’t mess with you today. “We can get back at it next time.”

You clap your hands at the rest of the crew, ignoring Jensen, Jared, and Jeff. “Thank you all for your patience and professionalism today. I know it was an exhausting and long day. We will call it a day. Get home safely.”

While the rest of the crew says their goodbyes and leaves the set, the devilish trio looks in your direction. They smirk and whistle as you stalk toward them.

“What was that?” You throw your hands up, and huff. “Why did you fuck the scenes up on purpose?”

“Well, tomorrow is Halloween, and we are in the mood to play,” Jeffrey dips his head to look you up and down. He smirks, revealing pearl-white teeth.

The trio crowds you like a pack of wolves. You gasp as Jensen wraps his arms around you from behind to whisper in your ear. “We’ve got a proposal for you, sweetheart.”

“What Jensen tries to tell you is, that we fucked up the scenes on purpose,” Jared smirks darkly. He cups your face with his large hands, causing a whimper to escape your throat.

“Why?”

“Daddy wants to play, doll,” Jeffrey purrs. “If you let us play with you, we are going to be so good for you next time. Say yes and be ours for tonight.”

“You try to extort me into fucking you?” You chuckle darkly. “Christ, are your balls blue or something? I thought you could get laid any time of the day.”

“We could have any woman but you. And we want you,” Jensen whispers in your ear. “Give in and let us have control over your body and mind tonight.”

You press your thighs together, wiggling in Jensen’s embrace. “I can’t fuck a member of my cast.”

“Not one,” Jeffrey tuts. “You’ll bend over the hood of the Impala and let us all have a ride. You are going to be our whore tonight. We all know that you act so innocently all the time, but in secret you want to get this pussy pounded and called our slut.

“I-“ you swallow thickly. “I’m not…no…I…”

“I want to cream this cunt, and make it sing for me,” Jared pats your head. “I bet you’d look good with all of your holes ruined, cum leaking out of your broken body.”

Fuck, Jared always acts so innocently and sweet but right now, he looks at you as if you are his latest meal. “What Jared tries to tell you is, that he’s got a boner he wants to shove up your cunt. He wants to cum inside of you and ruin your pussy.”

“We all want to ruin you,” Jeffrey nods at Jared, silently telling him to get out of his way. “Be ours, and we will show you heaven and hell in one night.”

“My safe word is pumpkin,” you batt your eyelashes, acting innocently. “Maybe daddy can show me a good time while his boys watch.” You challenge. “Can his dick keep up with his potty mouth?”

After you agreed to let the trio have their way with you, they did a great job securing your body to a breeding bench at Jeff’s sex dungeon.

“How is that, huh? We built this nice room only for you.”

“What?” you whimper involuntarily. “I don’t understand.”

“You’re always a hardass, and try to order us around,” Jeff stands behind you, hands groping your ass. He spreads your cheeks, humming. “We will ruin all of your holes and make you our whore.”

“And after we are done with you, you’ll agree to be ours forever,” Jensen steps in front of you. He looks at your parted lips, smirking darkly. “Yeah, I dreamed of watching you choke on my cock while Jeff fucks you into submission.”

“Oh…God…” you whimper. “You planned all of this? For how long?”

“Months, doll. We dreamed of getting our hands on your ripe body. I can’t wait to be inside of your cunt.”

“Come on, get started. I want to watch you both ruin her holes. I will record every second, and then, you will film us,” Jared stands next to Jensen. He cups your face and forces you to look at him. “I want you to scream for us, sweetheart. If you do, I’ll cum all over you.”

“Jared loves to watch, doll. He always cums so hard after we ruined a whore,” Jeffrey grips your hips, driving balls deep into your dripping cunt. “That’s a whore’s cunt.” He exclaims feeling you clench tightly around him.

You moan loudly as he spreads your walls out. The sudden and hard penetration makes you whine. “Relax, whore. We will loosen your holes,” Jeffrey laughs devilishly as you helplessly struggle against the restraints holding you bound to the breeding bench. “What’s your color?”

“I-green,” you breathe out. Jeffrey took you by surprise, but damn his cock feels so good inside of your cunt. “Please fuck me.”

Jeffrey doesn’t need to hear more. He starts to pound into you, filling the room with the sound of flash clapping against flesh. “Fuck, she’s tight and warm. A dream.”

“You better take a deep breath,” Jensen grins darkly. “I’ll fill that throat now, sweetheart. Open up and welcome my dick in your mouth.”

“How can I?” You squeak with every deep thrust. “Please…I…”

“Blink twice to make me slow down, and thrice to make me stop,” Jensen runs his hand over your head. “Be good and open up. I’ll take good care of you.”

“Fuck, Jeff,” you groan loudly as he grips your hips tighter. He slams his hips into your ass, having the time of his life. Jeff hammers into you, causing you to shamelessly moan.

“Hurry up, Jensen. I want to cream this cunt. Stop talking and shove your cock down her throat.” Jeffrey angrily grunts.

“Shut up, old man,” Jensen grips your chin. He runs his thumb over your lips, smirking cockily. “Open up for me. Let’s show them how good you can suck cock.”

Jensen unzips his pants, exposing his throbbing length to you. He’s as perfect as you imagined, and you lick your lips. “Open up for Jensen!” Jared taunts. “Now!”

You part your lips, and stick your tongue out, moaning loudly as Jensen pushes the tip of his cock in. “I want you to suck me like the whore you are.”

As you start bobbing your head, Jensen gently pats your head. “Good girl, taking our cocks. I love watching you suck cock.”

Jensen smirks as you struggle to take him deeper down your throat. He nods, encouraging you to keep on going while Jeff’s thrusts become frantic. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum in her. YES!”

“Hold onto her cunt! I want to see her cunt filled with Jeff’s cum,” Jensen starts moving his hips. He cups the back of your head to control your movement. “Fuck, use your tongue, sweetheart.”

“Shit, you should see her cunt all spread out by Jeff’s cock,” Jared groans. He zooms in to record your spread-out pussy getting stuffed with Jeff’s length. “Fuck…yes…ruin her cunt.”

“I’m gonna…shit…yes…” Jeff shoots his load into your abused cunt. He immediately pulls out and steps away to let Jared film your still pulsing pussy. “Shit, that’s a sight for sore eyes.”

Jeff switches places with Jared. He grabs the camera to film Jensen using your mouth.

“Harder, make her jaw hurt.”

“Shut up. I need to watch her eyes,” Jensen struggles to hold back. All he wants is to ruin your throat, and cum in your mouth. 

You blend the others out and focus on bobbing your head up and down Jensen’s cock. He twitches in your mouth, and you smirk around him. Men are so easy. If you want to hold power over them, give them a cunt to fuck and they are putty in your hands.

Spit and pre-cum run down your chin, tainting your skin as you choke around Jensen.

“SHIT!” Jensen growls loudly. He presses your head into his crotch, holding you there as he shoots his cum down your throat. “She’s perfect. Fuck…”

“My turn,” Jared grips his cock, thumb brushing over the head. “I can’t decide if I want to stretch her ass out or her pussy.”

“Breed that cunt,” Jeff orders. “Come on, boy. Be a man and fuck her cunt. We can share her ass later.”

“Fuck, yes.”

You feel another cock push inside your quivering cunt. Jared doesn’t waste time. Watching you get fucked was nice, but he wants to conquer your holes too.

Jeff and Jensen cheer Jared on, joining the sound of Jared’s flesh slapping against yours. Unlike Jeff, the younger man doesn’t hold back. He thrusts in and out of your already dripping cunt, making you gasp with every powerful thrust.

Jared is on the edge. He’s so close to cumming that he rams into you without restraint. You whimper but don’t tell him to stop. “Would you look at this perfect slut taking Jared’s cock. I knew she was the one.”

“Fuck, she’s going to cum,” Jared grunts as he spills into you. “So…fucking…good…”

“Do you think she learned her lesson?” Jensen watches you sleep soundly on the soft bed. “What now? She wanted us to get fired more than once.”

“Well, if we cannot be the star of the renewed Supernatural season, she will be the newest porn star on social media. I bet everyone wants to see her holes all stretched out…” Jeffrey grins darkly. “If she’s a good girl, she can be our whore by night.”