Sexy Thighs - Tumblr Posts
It. She's got it. by crazydan28
Veinier than my day 😈
Beach god.
Just authentic muscle and masculine body....to your eyes 👁️👄👁️
I am rock hard with the feel of his meaty thigh in my hand and thick cock in my mouth. He straddles me in domination and I am submissive in lust.
Morning session 😈🔥
His handsome head secured between my muscular thighs, I enjoy the view of his suffering and my own powerful body as I apply the pressure. At the pleasure of it my cock begins to stiffen against his chin and pull my brief suit away from my lean lower abs. For him it's over. For me it's just beginning.
Aryx Quinn nelsons and scissors Rio Garza at BGEast.com
Sexy feet give way to muscular calves and thighs, powerful torso, and handsome face.
Love the sweep from broad shoulders and flexing biceps to slim waist and sleek fitting black brief, then flaring again to his muscular thighs.
Love to see one muscular dude subduing another in a display of dominant athletic power. Here in his black briefs he disables his quarry's leg with his as he applies a punishing neck/head hold. Finish him and enjoy the victory.
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I want you to capture me between your thighs, wrap your biceps around my skinny neck and smother me with your huge pecs.
Brendon Theron 🇿🇦
Such broad shoulders, built pecs, sinewy thighs, and sexy feet.
Day 1: Thigh Riding
Summary: Living with Claes Bang means a lot of things. Nice dates, Good company and Sexual Tension. Until it’s too much
Pairing: Claes Bang x AFAB!Reader
Warnings: Thigh Riding, Dirty Talk, AFAB!Reader, NSFW Themes, Slight Sir/Master Kink
Rating: Explicit 18+
Word Count: 509
Translations:
Sød Pige ~ Sweet Girl
Herre ~ Sir/Mister
Du gjorde det så godt, jeg er så stolt af dig~ You did so good. I’m proud of you.
The two of you had just got home from being out. It was never hard to have a good time when it came to him. Four years had gone by and you two had settled down quite well.
Currently, you were both sitting on the couch, ready to watch something before you started on dinner. He looked at you with his dark brown eyes, his handset gently on your leg. It was a normal gesture between the two of you but at that moment, something else was on your mind. You moved closer to him, putting your hand on his thigh.
He smiled, picking you up and moving you onto his leg. Capturing his thigh in between yours made your undies wet with anticipation. You lean down and kiss him passionately. He leans into the kiss, putting his hands on your hips, which were moving very slowly.
“Does that feel good, my sød pige?” He said, in between kisses down her face to your chest. Your head began tipping back as his mouth traveled down past your sternum.
“Y-yes.” You reply, as your voice comes out as a mumble.
He looks up at your face. Putting your chin in between his fingers, he urges you to look at him.
“Yes what, love?” His tone never wavers as he waits. Your lips part slightly and your eyes widen.
“Yes, herre.”
He groaned softly at your response. His hands pushed and pulled at your hips to create a faster rhythm. Your mouth hung slightly open as your moans began to get louder and sharper. Looking up at you, he wet his fingertip before moving one of his hands up your shirt. Underneath your bra, he began to play gently with one of your nipples.
Your hips snapped forward with the new stimulation and you whimpered.
“F-Fuck that feels good. More?”
He smiles and puts his mouth onto your exposed neck. Nibbling on it, he moved his thigh up against your pussy, the movement he hoped would give you the extra you wanted. Your body ached a little with how much you felt, your hips grinding against this man's leg like your life depended on it. Your hands rested on his shoulders. Your loud whimpers turned into harsh moans as you got closer and closer to your climax.
“P-Please herre, I’m close. I-I-” Your hips moved in circles as you whined. He smiled, pinching your nipple in response to your pleas for release. Bouncing his leg as he would normally thrust, he knew the extra pressure would help. Promptly, he put his free hand on top of your butt cheek and gave it a good smack. The sharp sting and the throb from the smack and the pinching of your nipple sent your hurtling over the edge into climax territory, your pussy clenching wildly around nothing. You gently read your forehead on his shoulder, trying deeper to slow down your breathing. He smiled, holding you close.
“Du gjorde det så godt, jeg er så stolt af dig.” He said, kissing your forehead.
