#spree kurt

[psiirockin]

Something from a few weeks ago I think! Prompt was draw your Twitter icon with your Discord icon.. And well..

[kassy-djomunson]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN 👻 🩸

[poyo-ii]

dont know if i ever shared these kurt doodles :P

[yonkeryay]

Kurt doodles

[foundfamilyhq]

[theghostinyourwalls]

I can’t believe we’ve all been cropped out of these pictures

[distinguisheddingus]

[skarsgards-bill]

"Do you guys wanna, I don't know, check out my boner?"

[ssweetleaf]

dry humping kurt kunkle in his silly spree car until he cums in his pants though? pathetic little maniac 🙂‍↕️

SMUT 18+ below

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The steering wheel dug into the skin of your back, your knees uncomfy when they shifted either side of his hips, though the pretty sounds that escaped Kurt’s throat had you moving even faster.

“O-oh,�� he sighed, lashes fluttering, barely able to keep his eyelids open and he kept his hands to himself, not knowing what to do with them or where to put them, until you enveloped his wrists, placing his palms firmly on the fat of your hips.

“That feel good, baby?” You cooed, sickly sweet, your lips mocking his pout before pressing a smacky kiss to his mouth— a short one, one that had him trailing and following your lips, a sticky, glossy stain sparkling on his lips, courtesy of your cherry gloss.

“Feels— yeah, feels good,” he whined, nuzzling into the crook of your neck and inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume that was pressed to your skin. “You’re so bea— you’re so pretty.”

You hummed appreciatively, carding your fingers through his greasy hair, tugging a little at the strands, his cock throbbing against the confines of his sweatpants, impossibly hard from the mere feeling of your covered pussy.

You pulled his head back with your leverage at the roots of his hair, meanly shaking his head back and forth, his neck craning uncomfortably, causing him to whine and pout.

“Come on, look at the cameras, pretty boy,” you grinned, watching while he looked into a camera lens closest to him, a thick, strawberry blush coating his cheeks and neck. “gotta show your fans how pathetic you get, huh?”

He nodded, a short ‘yes, mama,’ was uttered from his lips and your cunt clenched, arousal slick and dripping under your skirt all because of one pathetic, greasy boy.

“Good boy,” you grinned, pressing another fat kiss to his skin, his cheek this time, before stroking it with your palm, letting him lean into your warm touch— such a sweet moment, as if his cock wasn’t sliding between your covered pussy lips at the exact moment.

A surge of warmth bloomed between your thighs, though you were sure it wasn’t your arousal— his high moans and whines sounded throughout his car, chest heaving and eyes rolling to the back of his skull. He was cumming. Hard. Right in his silly little spree car, saturating the fabric of his sweatpants and leaving them messy and darkened.

“M’sorry, mama,” he sobbed, “didn’t mean— wasn’t supposed to cum so soon.”

Pathetic boy. :(((

[blckbrrybasket]

16. “Maneater”

Kurt Kunkle x Fem!Reader

꒰Dacryphilia + Masochism꒱ - 1k

• sex on voice call, riding him, smacking him (previously agreed upon), mean!reader, consent check, unprotected sex, semi sweet ending

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Sex with Kurt was…interesting. He was pathetic to put it bluntly, but that’s why you loved fucking him. Kurt always got so pleasure drunk by the end of it that he would do literally anything to please you, not that you abused that fact. Okay, maybe sometimes you used it for him to get you something or to get him to listen to you, but that's all.

So the cycle continued. Tonight Kurt had decided to play video games though, leaving you to sit aimlessly on his bed. After so long you had wandered over to him, wrapping your arms around the skinny part of his chair to massage at his shoulders. He didn’t budge, huffing something into the mic.

You bit the inside of your cheek, annoyance filling your veins. He knew that you had other people that wanted to hang out with you, or even sleep with you, but you had set everything aside to be with him and now he wasn’t even paying attention to you.

“Kurt,” you bristled. He gave a half-assed nod back at you, eyes focused on his monitor as he button mashed. “Kurt.” “Huh?” Your lips pursed when he didn’t spare you a glance.

Frowning, you pulled his chair back and walked in between him and the game. “Hey!” He whined, looking up at you. “No, it’s my..girlfriend,” Kurt murmured the last word, cheeks flaming at the lie. You definitely were not his girlfriend.

His eyes avoided yours as if he knew he’d be seeing a glare if he met them. You crossed the small gap to him, knees pressing on either side of his hips as you sunk into his seat. “Kurt. Look at me.” You could hear a muffled laugh from his headphones as Kurt flipped his microphone up to switch it off.

“What?” He pouted, only for a moment, the expression melting away when your hips moved in a circle over his bulge. Wearing nothing under his sweats gave you less layers to grind through. Kurt let out a choked sound, hands dropping his controller to his desk to grip the arms of his chair. One hand lifted to nervously place on the top of his head.

In his haste, his hand brushed his mic back down and he went to fix it, but you shook your head, grabbing his hand to stop it. ‘On,’ you mouthed to him. With wide eyes Kurt nodded, too startled and turned on to do anything that would make you back out.

Lifting your hips, you tugged his sweatpants down until he got the memo and hurriedly shoved them down. He was half hard, cock leaning against his thigh but he was still big. Kurt’s dick was almost annoyingly big, there was no reason why he should have that big of a dick.

But he did.

“I, um, I’ll be hard in a second just-“ you shook your head quietly saying, “It’s okay.” You took him in your hand, jerking him off. See you wanted to be quiet, but it seemed like Kurt already forgot his microphone was on. His cheeks were a ferocious red when someone commented on his squeaky moan.

“Shut up,” he grumbled, body suddenly bending forward with a gasp when you sunk down on his cock. Kurt was so used to you wanting him to use a condom, feeling you raw was a new experience. He whined, back bowing in the opposite direction now as he pathetically arched against his chair.

Maybe he didn’t care about being heard, but you knew the truth. A. there was never any way to shut him up and B. Kurt would quite literally do anything for you. Whatever you wanted he was always jumping to accomplish it, wanting everything you wanted and more. So when you rose and lowered in a shallow thrust into your pussy it wasn’t surprising that he was already letting out debauched moans.

You never knew when he was close because he was always a mess the moment he slid into your cunt, today was no different. Kurt was blessed with good stamina, but boy he did not last long. Nearing a minute of you riding him, his blunt nails were digging into the sides of his chair as he whimpered.

Suddenly, his cum spilled into you, filling your pussy with his load. “Are you fucking kidding me?” you asked, upset that even after he ignored you all day he couldn’t last. Your voice sternly rang over the microphone. Kurt gulped down air, looking up at you when your palm met the side of his cheek. You knew he liked it when you smacked him, but you always got a bit nervous catching him by surprise with it, even though he had begged for it.

His face snapped to the side, a burning sensation spreading through the skin. Tears collected along his waterline, catching in his too-pretty eyelashes, a whimper passing his lips. “Color?” Your voice was a quiet rasp. Kurt’s chest inflated with a shaky moan, rolling his head back to look at you. “Green,” he whined brokenly.

A surprised laugh made its way from your lungs. You raised up, slapping your hips back down at his causing him to moan like a whore. “You’re such a man whore, Kurt.” The tears that had been glossing his eyes finally rolled down his flushed cheeks, his cock twitching weakly inside your walls. “I’m sorry,” he moaned, hands grabbing your hips. 

His headphones slid off his head and you could hear the jeers on the other side, guys making fun of him for crying or being too loud. You could see the bunch of his eyebrows, how he was starting to listen to them, slowing down. Not having it, you grabbed his headphones and tossed them to the ground.

You liked Kurt. For whatever fucked up joke the universe was playing on you, you were cursed with liking Kurt. But you’d take him anyday over any other random asshole, and you would never let someone get to him like that. “Where were we?” You mumbled, pressing your lips together.

tags: @babybatlover, @starrgurl46, @wowzers-07, @nenukkjhj, @morgan0lw21, @kinokomoonshine, @slut4ddn, @adventures-of-impala

[happyvoltz]

spree doodles

[danny-doodles]

Stay Hydrated :D

This is actually a redo of a drawing I did back in 2022 lol

[kassy-djomunson]

why is he the cutest little munchkin on this earth

[darklilacs]

This bitch walked So she could run

[strangertingsss]

How Joe Keery characters would text back after you send them a naugthy picture ♡

i had so much fun with this

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[theghostinyourwalls]

Waiter! Waiter! More bloody Joe please 🙏