He's A Silly Little Guy 😸

So many men were jealous of Tommy back in the day because he got to snag Pamela

i am jealous of BOTH of them !!!! 🤭🤭😒

here's the video of dave calling himself daddy ⁉️⁉️ @dave-me0wstaine

Dilf Dave being furious with you and fucking you like an animal, pushing you to the edge but the moment he sees you can't take it anymore he slows down, kisses your cheeks and praises you for being his good girl

IM GONNA KILL MYSELF I NEED HIM

AAAAA HIM IN THIS ERA HEAR ME OUT

ok i can just imagine you and him going out to eat and some dude comes up to you saying you look beautiful and asks for your number or something, not really noticing that Dave was there cus he thought he was your uncle or sum 😭 (old man core) and you thank him which absolutely gets Dave pissed. if anyone complimented you of course you're going to reply, but that stare that Dave was giving this man scared him off. he wrote his number of a napkin, sliding it to you before leaving.

after you two finished, Dave didn't say anything on the ride home, him gripping the steering wheel tight.

of course you noticed, so you asked him what the problem was.

"that asshole at the restaurant."

was all he said before you let out a small laugh.

"he was only complementing me, hun-"

"yeah, well he probably wants to fuck your brains out if he had the chance."

he groaned before he looked at you, eyes full of anger and lust.

"and you're mine. you understand that? im the only one who gets to fuck that pussy, got that?"

his tone was getting more demanding, him talking through gritted teeth.

"i said, do you fucking got that? i know you can hear me, slut."

his harsh words sent chills up your spine, you just nodded, "mhm! yes sir-" you rushed out before he parked and walked inside with you.

he only let you take off your heels before he pushed you over the arm of the couch, you folded over for him with your ass in the air.

"need to make sure you know who you belong to. don't you think?"

he grunted behind you, unbuckling his belt before he pushed up your dress and smacked your ass with it.

you let out a squeal, moaning into the cushions. "please!" you whined.

"yeah, that's what i thought, baby.."

he pulled back your hips, gripping them tightly, putting two fingers into your cunt, lubricating them as he pulled out to rub it on his hard on.

"gonna fucking make sure everyone knows."

he said before shoving every inch of himself inside of you, thrusting harshly as his thighs clapped against your ass.

you were already gripping onto the cushions beneath you, whining as he kept going. he smacked your ass hard before he quickened his pace. the only thing being audible was your noises with skin on skin claps.

"Dave! Dave, baby-"

you couldn't help yourself, him getting harder by how loud you were being.

"hm? you like that? yeah you do. bet you can feel every fucking vein in this cock, can't you baby?"

he cooed, a huge grin plastered on his face.

"say.. why don't we call up your boyfriend and show him how good you're feeling princess?"

he grabbed your phone, typing the numbers in as he put it on speaker, putting the phone right next to your ear.

"hey! thought you weren't gonna call--"

"y-yeah! hi, how are you-?"

"good, now that im hearing your voice,"

"oh, yeah? heh- sorry about-"

your moans cut you off quickly.

"my GOD! Dave!! fuck, baby- feels so good i-"

Dave picked up your phone, chuckling.

"sorry out that, she's having the best dick ever. maybe she can call you back? bye."

he hung up shortly, throwing your phone on the ground softly.

you screamed before you drenched the couch switch your fluids. the phone immediately hanging up before your body went limp and all Dave was doing was using you as his personal little fuck toy.

"there you go.. wanna make daddy cum? fuck- keep squeezing around me, baby."

he was close and you obeyed him of course. Dave was constantly slapping your ass, groping it now.

"oh shit- 'm cumming.. gonna fill this cunt up real good, baby doll.."

he muttered before he did, breathing heavily once he came.

he reached down to kiss your cheek, cocok warming you now.

"did so well for me, my god. all mine? yeah?"

"m-mhm!! i-im all yours, daddy.."

"atta girl, so good for me."

i think we can all agree that old James would be SUCH a complete and utter tease. please tell me i'm not the only one who thinks this.

i'm talking about him making you ride his thigh before he even lays a finger on you. he'd make you strip to your bra and panties, riding his thigh while he's fully clothed. you just whine and mumble at the friction, him bouncing his leg to make you more overstimulated and you almost give out. "what's the matter, baby doll? feel good, don' it?" he'd caress the side of your face, one hand on your side so you don't fall.

he knew what he was doing, even while looking innocent. you kept begging for his cock and all he would respond with was, "needa do a little more for me, can'ya do that?" and you'd grind yourself best to his needs.

he'd be smoking a cigar, getting more and more comfortable, watching the mess he made of you in front of him. he'd reach his free hand up to your tits, squeezing at the flesh before he got hard himself. he'd grab at your hips making you stop, moving his hips upwards towards you.

"it's not gonna suck itself, sweetheart."

he smirked before you needily got on your knees to help him, even though you needed a release more than he did. but you were just happy he let you get this far.

we need more nick lovers!!!!

4 big guys :>

I need all of them to do this to me

I want him to grab me and throw me over his shoulder, I’ll definitely kick my legs but I secretly like it🙂

RAAAHHHH SEND IN SOME 80S DAVE PLEASEEEE IM GOING FERAL !!!!

AAA TY FOR TAGGING SYNN <3333

10 songs on shuffle 😴😴

1) lover, you should've come over - jeff buckley

2) paper bag - fiona apple

3) since i don't have you - gnr

4) all they wanted - panchiko

5) who loves the sun - the velvet underground

6) cherry waves - deftones

7) microphone fiend - ratm

8) killing in the name - ratm

9) im broke - limp bizkit

10) million dollar houses (the painter) - ptv

!!!! the genre differences 😭😭

this was so fun!! i tag @stevenssticks (im not sure if you did this already) and i don't have much people on here😭 if you already did tho, here's another!! @stickyunknownsubstance

tagged by @drk-et-al

10 songs 10 people

Rules: Put your music on shuffle and list the first ten songs that come up, then tag ten people.

ok well surprisingly enough there aren’t an insane amount of musical songs on here

Sonya Alone - Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812

No Children - The Mountain Goats

Bones in the Ocean - The Longest Johns

Bright - Julie and the Phantoms Cast

SugarCrash! - ElyOtto

Natasha & Anatole - Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812

Bring on the Monsters - The Lightning Thief Musical

overbehind - flor

The Homecoming Queen’s Got a Gun - Julie Brown

Dogsong - Toby Fox

tagging: @anonymousbathtub, @tadpal, @courtjesterart, @vhenad4hl, @longhairsokka, @ammoniteflesh, @cowboysmp3, @wildflowerwi1dfire, @kojottek, @junkoandthediamonds

BRAT TAMER DAVE IS TPP REALLLLLLL PLEASE

ever since i read a post on here a while ago about dilf! dave with a younger gf i have not been the same and quite frankly, i need to write about it before i combust

summary: reader is being a brat, and dave is not having it. (also dave is kinda sorta really mean?)

nsfw under the cut!

ok so let's say you meet dave in his mid forties, while you yourself are in your mid twenties. this relationship is quite different from dave's previous ones. for one, he's a lot more mature, a lot more subdued; he's not as impulsive or unruly as he was in his youth. secondly, he's (arguably) become more patient, which, incidentally, makes him an excellent brat tamer.

granted, dave doesn't have to tame you often; especially considering he treats you like a princess. he takes you out on dates, buys you nice things (even if you whine and tell him not to spend his money on you), makes sure you feel loved and cared for. he basically treats you as if you hung the stars in the sky. you're his pride and joy, his baby.

if this wasn't enough, dave fucks you good too. any way you ask for it, he'll give it to you; if you want it gentle, he's pulling you into the missionary position or spooning you, giving you gentle deep thrusts as he whispers words of praise. if you want it rough, dave's yanking your hair, manhandling you into all sorts of positions, pushing your head down so he can shove his cock unapologetically down your throat; the whole nine yards. usually though, dave only gets rough with you whenever you're being a brat.

it's not often that you decide to be bratty, but usually it comes after a show, when you're tired and ready to go home, or when you're out and a girl comes up to get an autograph, and begins not-so-subtly flirting with him. other times, it's simply because you want to get a rise out of him. and this was one of those times.

you and dave are spending precious time together at home, watching a movie and sitting on the couch. usually, you're cuddled up underneath his big arm, but tonight you decide to curl up at the complete opposite end of the couch. dave, who's just come home from tour a few weeks ago, doesn't like the lack of physical contact.

"c'mere, honey." dave mutters, reaching his hand out to touch your outstretched leg. in response, you curl your leg back towards you, dave's finger tips barely gliding against your bare leg. a decidedly bratty, slightly mean-spirited thing to do, you think to yourself.

"don't wanna," you huff out. it's childish, you're aware, but you really want to see how much you can work dave up. usually he has a bit more patience with you, however, today, unbeknownst to you, his patience is thin.

"fix your attitude." dave says, a stern look on his face. part of you already wants to fold, to be his good girl and curl up next to him, give him gentle kisses all over his face. but again, you want to see just how far you can push him.

so, you dramatically turn your nose up at him, and respond, "fix it for me."

instantly the mood changes. dave's arm shoots out to grab your calf and yanks your leg, pulling your body into a laying position on the couch.

"i didn't ask you. i told you." dave grits out. your eyes widen in surprise. "fix. your. attitude." deciding to test your luck, you hesitantly shake your head no in response.

"no?" dave's voice lilts in a condescending tone. he seemingly gives you one more chance to speak, to say something to quell his anger, but you stay wide-eyed and silent.

dave's face darkens with a mix of lust and anger, and for a fleeting moment, you're scared. but that fear soon turns into a heat that pools between your legs.

"you're gonna regret this little attitude of yours, i hope you know." dave smirks, and tangles a fist in your hair to yank you up from your laying position.

"get up." he hisses, and with his fist in your hair, he guides you over his knee and instructs you to pull your pajama pants down.

with your torso over his knee, it's hard to get your pants down in the awkward position, but dave only pulls your hair harder, snapping "hurry up. i don't have all fuckin' day, slut."

as soon as your pants are down, dave's landing harsh, heavy-handed smacks to your ass, making you squirm in his grip.

"the fuck's gotten into you, huh? you just wanted me to be rough with you? is that it?" dave growls out, "decided to be a bitch so i'd show this pretty pussy of yours some attention?"

"m not bein' a bitch," you whine out, "you are." you mumble, mostly to yourself, but dave hears your backtalk.

"you really don't know when to shut the fuck up, do you whore?" dave snarls, and spreads your legs apart. before you can dig yourself into an even deeper hole, he starts delivering rough, hard slaps to your pussy.

your whines rise in pitch, and you feel tears begin to prick in your eyes from the mix of pain and pleasure. in vain, you try to wriggle from his grasp, to block his hands from your heat, but he just swats them away and growls at you to be still. but suddenly, it what seems to be an act of mercy, dave stops, and begins rubbing the heated flesh of your backside.

"aww, does it hurt, baby?" he coos in a condescending tone, but your too delirious with pain and pleasure to realize it.

"mmhm," you sniffle, nodding your head.

"good, it's supposed to." dave sneers, and begins smacking your ass and cunt once more. "you think you can just give me attitude and get away with it? huh, you little slut?" he questions, but you're so far gone already all you can do is cry and attempt to blubber out an apology.

"p-please!! daddy, m'sorry, i didn't mean to," you cry out. despite your initial commitment to being a brat, with the hits dave is delivering to your ass and clit, your stubbornness quickly determinations into submission.

"well, you should've thought about that before you opened that mouth of yours," dave replies in a condescending tone. however, to your surprise, dave decides to show you mercy, and sinks his fingers deep into your cunt as he's rubbing the battered skin of your backside.

"m'sorry.." you whimper, big hot tears running down your cheeks.

dave coos at you once more, this time in a genuine way. "i know, baby. but you've learned your lesson, haven't you?".

before he can even finish his sentence, you're frantically nodding his head. "mmhm! m'your good girl, promise!" you babble in his lap. if he weren't so turned on, dave might've laughed at your pathetic state. instead, all he could feel was a surge of pride that he had reduced you to such a state in such a short amount of time.

"i know, baby, you just had to be reminded of that, huh sweetheart?" he says, pushing your curled body off of his lap. before you can pout at the loss of contact, dave gestures to the bed, "why don't you lay on your back for me, pretty?."

this time, dave does laugh, watching as you scramble to lay on the bed, just as he asked of you. he crawls on top of you, and lays in between your legs. he craddles your head in his hands, placing soft, gentle kisses to your skin; a stark contrast to his rough actions only moments earlier.

"you're so pretty when you cry." dave mumbles, almost to himself. you nuzzle your face into the side of one of his hands, and gasp as you feel the head of dave's cock run through your wet folds.

as he slowly slides his cock inside of you, you begin rambling once more. "thank you, f-fuck, thank you,". however, you're gratefulness doesn't last long, as dave sets a brutal, unforgiving pace.

"f-fuck! s'too much, please," you whine, feebly pushing your hands against his lower torso in an attempt to push him away. if you didn't know any better, you'd say he was in your stomach with how deep he's thrusting into you. it's all too much to handle, especially after his rather rough spanking. it'd be a miracle if you could sit tomorrow, much less walk. much to your dismay, dave simply swats your hands away, and hikes your legs over his shoulders, folding you in half.

"what? did you think i'd let you get off with only a spanking? after talking to me like you did?" dave smirks at your widening eyes of realization, that the punishment has only just begun.