Bad Boy Dave Cuckhold 😋

KIRK HAS A GF AND A NEW BABY????? HOW FAR BEHIND AM I 😭😭 I THOUGHT HE WAS MARRIED WHAT THE HELL

DW GUYS IM COOKING UP ANOTHER REQ RN BE PATIENT !!!

I literally leaped 10 feet in the air when i saw u were gonna try mlm💞

The thought of Dilf Dave rubbing your bulge with his boot while degrading you is literally taking over my mind aaggghh *explodes*

OH MY GOD YES YE SYES YES HES YES ANON REVEAL YOURSELF NEOWWW (I think I kneo who u are)

AHHHHHH I LOVE THIS i can't really imagine 2000s dave but more like 90s???? yk cus he's young n experimentive... but ofc ill still do 2000s cus dilf Dave is my fav era

getting on your knees to make him feel good is such a dream. maybe a bit of a nightmare for you though, because Dave's a cocky little fuck. he'd have his hands fisted in your hair before you go down on him, making him even harder if that was possible.

he would throw his head back, him trying his best not to stand up and fuck your throat, but he wanted you to go at your own pace, for now atleast.

"god- yeah, taking this cock so well, huh? why don't you take the whole thing for me, pretty boy?"

he groaned once you licked around his tip, him shuddering inside your mouth, tip pressed against the inside of your plush cheek.

"yes sir-" you tried to say with a handful of dick in your mouth, which the vibrations only made him let out louder noises.

"if you don't hurry, im gonna use your mouth and won't stop until i cum, hm? please baby, go faster and take it all for daddy?"

you obeyed as you started jerking him off and sucking him at the same time, his length being bigger than normal, choking on it slightly.

"aaaaattta boy. fuckin' obedient little slut."

he groaned out, him involuntarily thrusting his hips up. you moved your body up and down, trying to get some friction for yourself, the bones in your boxers getting uncomfortable now, needing attention.

Dave noticed your struggles, him looking a little confused before he laughed.

"oh baby.. you need some help? i got ya, handsome."

he put his foot down, the tip of his boot pointing up before he glared down at you.

"don't fucking look at me like that and take it."

his tone was more and more demanding sounding, him biting his lip once you started riding his foot, grinding down on it slowly so you wouldn't over stimulate yourself, but Dave just nudged himself against your heat.

"mmh- sir-"

"hm? feels good don' it, slut?"

you nodded softly before you tried to reach a hand down your pants to touch yourself more, but Dave flicked it away with him hitting it with his knee.

"did i say you could touch yourself, baby boy?"

you pouted, tears starting to form in your eyes.

"awh... what's the matter? too needy for daddy that you can't hold off? too bad."

he had a shit eating smirk plastered on his face. he was going to have his release before you did.

"make daddy cum, then we'll see if my baby deserves it."

you immediately quickened your pace, sucking his dick like your life depended on it and riding his boot along with that.

there was saliva escaping your lips, rolling down his cock and onto the floor, everything getting messier and messier.

"oh...fuck! im gonna cum in this fuckin' mouth handsome.. you ready?"

you just stared up at him with doe eyes, swirling your tongue around the tip before he grabbed your hair tighter and started face fucking the life out of you.

his balls were clapping against your chin, tip reaching the back of your throat and... fuck you already came from the intensity. a wet spot shown on your bulge.

"cumming.. cumming!"

he groaned before shooting it down your throat. he was out of breath, pulling out before some dribbling down your lip, trying your best to swallow before you wiped your mouth.

Dave helped you stand up, pulling you into his lap, resting his chin on your shoulder.

"fuck, i think this good boy deserves something now- huh? whatcha think, baby?"

he kissed up your neck, feeling up your body before his hand grazed over your bulge, feeling the wet spot.

"what's this, slut?"

he groaned into your ear, unbuttoning your jeans and letting your dick spring out.

"i didn't say you could, did i?"

you where whining, not wanting to make him angry, but you just couldn't help yourself.

"sorry, sir.. but-"

you were cut off once he started jerking you off fast and rough, making sure to cover your slit so you didn't cum again.

"Dave! shit- please.. need to-"

"no."

"nonono please?? i- im so sorry just-"

"no."

you were squirmed around in his lap, shaking from your needed release.

"please.."

your dick was twitching in his calloused hand, trying to hold off but it was so hard to have any self control around Dave Mustaine.

"if you do, im gonna fuck that pretty ass when you're finished. daddy deserves a second release if you're getting one, right, pretty boy?"

you nodded frantically, needing this release more than anything right now, precum dribbling down your shaft.

"wanna cum?"

"mm- uh huh! please-"

"so fuckin' eager for me. say my name baby.."

he sped up until all he heard were loud inaudible moans and wet noises coming from your dick.

"f-fuck! 'm cumming.. i-im cumming! daddy.. fuck!"

you painted his hand before he flipped your positions, shoving you on your stomach on the bed, getting behind you and lining up.

"gonna make you cum so many more times, baby. you're gonna take it so well for daddy, right?"

you nodded, mumbling before gripping onto the sheets.

"yeah.. atta boy, all mine."

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STOPPPP THIS JS SO BAD (im good at mlm but i usually do member x member 😭😭)

Giving Dave a blowjob then him teasing about how wet you got like “aw is my girl all wet from giving me a blowie” fucking asshole

EHEHEHEJHEHEHE im sp sorry i haven't been posting too guys </3

idkw but im lowk obsessed w brat tamer dave 😭 so we're gonna do that!!!!!

you're getting ready to go out with Dave and the band, wearing a pretty revealing black dress. it cupped your breasts perfectly and had a lace lining, it was short and tight, Dave sending you glares.

"does this one look good, baby?"

you asked, looking back at him, giving a genuine, innocent smile.

"you're going out dressing like that?"

the tone in his voice was jealous, him rolling his eyes.

"huh?? i thought it looked nice..?"

you gave a pout, thinking he was calling you ugly or fat or something.

he walked over to you, pulling you into a back hug.

"oh, ofcourse it does, sweetheart."

he mumbled, kissing your neck and running his hands down your tits and leaving them on your belly.

"but how do you think the guys are gonna respond to my pretty girl? hm?"

he whispered in your ear, "maybe like... this?"

he rubbed his half hard dick on your ass, him still clothed. you gasped once you felt it, giving a whine.

"trynna show off? only i get to see you like this, hon."

he groaned, gripping at your hips.

"cmon, on your knees, pretty."

he tried pushing on your shoulders, you did as he said, looking up at him with your hands on his thighs.

he unbuttoned his pants, taking himself out, holding it for you.

"suck it, cmon,"

he made a 'come here' signal with his fingers, him glaring at you once you didn't move.

"open up."

his voice got a little more demanding, you kept looking up at him, trying to look innocent.

"fine," he groaned before he roughly grabbed your hair, whining at the pull. he pried your mouth open and shoved himself down your throat, making you gag.

you tried to push him off of you, trying to suck it normally, him shaking his head and slapping the bulge in your cheek.

"im gonna do it myself since someone wants to be a brat, hm?"

he rolled his eyes, grabbing your throat so he could feel himself go in and out of you. he groaned at how tight it was, fucking your mouth like it was the last thing on earth.

"yeah.. you feel so good. awh, you wanna do it yourself?"

you nodded, tears running down your face, mascara ruining your makeup.

"mm.. do you deserve it though, sweetie?"

he teased and you nodded again, he laughed at your state.

"go,"

he huffed, slapping your cheek again. you pulled him out for a moment to catch your breath, whining once you put it back in, sucking at a faster pace, trying your best to please your boyfriend.

"sh- fuck.."

you kept gagging, trying to deep throat him. he just kept groaning and shoving your head down again.

he looked down, pulling out before he shoved himself back into his boxers, grabbing you and putting you over his lap.

"fuck.. do you want it, baby?"

he hummed, pulling your dress up to slap your ass, you whined at the hit.

"cmon, answer me, pretty girl."

you nodded, basically crying in his lap.

"mmh... gonna have to bed for it then, brat."

he slapped your clothed pussy, making you jump.

he felt how damp your panties were, him having a shit eating smirk on his face.

"awh, is my girl all wet from giving me a blowie?"

he laughed at how pathetic you were, him tugging your panties down as he teased your entrance, rubbing your clit unapologetically slow.

"mm.. dave-"

you whined, trying to back up into his touch.

"please- go in, daddy.."

"what was that?"

he slapped your pussy again, letting out a yelp now.

"touch me, please.."

he kissed your head before he threw you onto the bed, taking himself out as he put his tip to your entrance.

he pushed in, grabbing a handful of your ass, fucking into you, face shoved into the sheets as his mouth was right next to your ear.

"that feel better now?"

he teased, doing deep and slow thrusts.

you moaned in response, backing yourself onto him.

"fuckin' whore."

he pulled you up by your hair, wrapping his hands around your belly as he went as fast as his body would let him.

"sh..sh,"

he shoved his fingers in your mouth, moaning around them.

he brought a hand down to toy with your clit, making you finish immediately. he came not so long after.

"cmon, gonna be late."

he helped you get dressed, wiping your tears.

"did so good, but do what daddy says next time, mkay?"

you nodded, hugging him as you were shaking a bit from the roughness.

"good girl, learning your lesson."

he kissed you, holding your hand as you both drove off to the restaurant.

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

hey pookie do you write about anyone from slayer

I do not! I mainly only write 4 megadeth, metallica, motley crue n gnr :(

me and my dad's reaction to megadeth tonight

Heey, Can you write something about 80's!James X virgin reader?

Imagine him being so horny, trying to be slow not to scare you, but he Caaaaan't!!! Like, he's comforting and praising you while slowly moving and kissing you passionately.

HE IS SO BOYFRIEND 😭😭😭😭

AAAAA YES !! i saw something really similar to this on @stevenssticks acc but with Dave in his met days!! ill try my best because i've never done virgin stuff before and also check their acc out too if you haven't!! i love P's stuff so much holy good lord 😇🙏

somewhere near their 4-5th concert during the 80's they'd all put on some type of "meet and greet" typa thing and just pretend that their the shit even though they just started playing gigs. they'd only pick a few girls from the crowd who they had a thing for, probably around four so everyone could have one to themselves so it'd be fair and the boys wouldn't start bitching about it.

luckily, James picked you to come meet him and it was pretty much a dream because you thought he was the cutest one out of all of them, so you were glad enough to take up on the offer. you were kinda dragged out by your girlfriends anyways, but since you knew who he was in the band, you were fine.

everyone was going backstage as James came to get you and surprisingly he was a gentleman, taking your hand softly and flashing you a smile and sounding genuinely interested in you and not like you were some typa groupie. he was walking you to a lounge area where the rest of the boys took their girls as well, you and him sitting on the couch just making conversation, him throwing things out like, "what's your name, pretty thing?" and "gotta favorite song so far?" you could tell he was at least a little interested because of the looks he was giving you, looking like a patient puppy listening to you talk.

you kept talking and soon enough everyone ended their time with the other girls in the room, going home because they got bored, but James ended up staying there with you. it was confusing to you on why he stayed, but you were a little relieved.

James looked around the room for a moment before getting closer to you, putting a hand on your thigh.

"can i kiss you?"

he asked it out of the blue and you started to get a little nervous. of course you've kissed someone before, but the hand on your thigh kept moving higher and higher. you nodded anyways and kissed him, putting your hand on his cheek, caressing it. before you knew it. his hands were making their way under your shirt and to your waist, rubbing up and down on the flesh. he was soon making his way to the band on your skirt, tugging on it softly.

you pulled away, having a hard time looking James in the eyes because of the embarrassment, hoping it wasn't obvious that you were a virgin.

"what's wrong? why'd you stop, baby?"

he grabbed your face, caressing the shell of your ear, hoping he didn't do anything wrong. he was more confused than anything, trying to read your body language.

"oh uh- hey, listen.. i've kinda never done this before, please go slow?"

his eyes widened as his mouth drew agape. he was going to take your virginity, just thinking about it got him rock hard, him closing his legs to not draw attention to himself.

he nodded before tucking your hair behind your ears, kissing you softly again before going to your neck and sucking. your hand was on his head, keeping him in place as you let our soft hums of pleasure, "James," you huffed before he pulled away. he looked up at you and once the contact was gone you let out a whine.

"cmon, why don't you undress for me,"

he asked but it sounded more like a demand and you obliged, obviously. he was watching you strip and looked at every part of you, just mesmerized by your body. once you were in your bra and panties he got down to his boxers, his chest exposed now, "holy shit, you're beautiful.." he whispered softly, soon kissing you again.

his hands crept up on you again, making their way to your panties and finally making their way to your clit, rubbing it in tight circles which made you squirm. your bodies were on top of each other and you could feel the hardness of himself clothed and pressed against your thigh.

he pulled himself out of his boxers, starting to jerk himself off, but you replaced his hand. he cold temperature of your hand made him shudder before he started thrusting up into your palm.

"when can i put it in you, baby??"

he was getting needier by the second, but he wanted to make sure you were comfortable enough before he did anything too much.

you pulled away and pulled your panties off, pushing the blonde off of you and down onto the couch. straddling him, you rubbed yourself on him, giving him a pussy job, just teasing him. he held your hips a little tightly before rubbing them. he looked up at you with pleading eyes, just wanting to be able to fuck you right there and then.

"okay.. you can do it now,"

once he heard that confirmed yes, he immediately flipped positions. your legs were wrapped around his hips as his tip lined up with your cunt, pushing in easier because you were already wet. he looked down at you, holding one of your hands, them interlocked with eachother, "you okay, baby? does it hurt?" you shook your head and soon he started to thrust.

god, it was overwhelming for the both of you. you couldn't even fathom how you could handle James with his size and how he could even enjoy this because you were so tight. you both loved it though, your voices getting louder and louder together. he was moaning about how good you felt around his cock and from all the praises and stimulation you thought you were already cumming, "you're so- so.. tight. feels so good!" he groaned before going faster, holding your hips down and just plowing himself in and out of you while you became more vocal.

this man could be the death of you from how good he was making you feel, "you close, baby? go on, cum on my cock, you can do it.. fuck baby.." he sped up until you came and squirted all over him which just turned him on even more.

"just a little longer, okay? you're doing so well for me, pretty girl"

the thrusting tried to slow, but he couldn't help himself and just ended up fucking you like you were the last person on earth, your body shaking as you kept moaning his name, he finally came. of course he pulled out and came all over your thighs and stomach because he didn't want to risk anything.

he bent down to kiss your lips and tried catching his breath, "my god, you're so fucking good. can't believe that was your first time" he chuckled before kissing you on the forehead.

"sorry if i was too much, but get dressed, im starving. why not treat my girl out?"

he smiled as he helped you get your clothes back on, then his. he carried you out to his car and drove you to the nearest diner to have a nice meal with you <33

OH MY LORD JESUF?!?!?!?[+0+8>>×>

based on a combo of these asks from earlier in my inbox<3 thinkin of this james!

he would be pining after you for years!! and no matter how many other girls he’s fucked it’s never good enough bc it’s not you. he’s head over heels for you and also so sexually frustrated every time he sees you walking around in a pair of leather pants or a cute little skirt he has to run to the bathroom to get himself (and his dick) to calm down.

one day, after a show, he’s really wound up. he’s all frustrated and angry and he doesn’t really know why, he just knows that all he can really hear is his blood pumping in his ears and his fingers are twitching, curling into fists and then splaying back out again. sweet, adorable you, notice him sitting on his amp, and of course you come over to ask him what’s wrong.

“i dunno, sweetheart, i’m just in a mood today, i guess.” he hangs his head.

“there anything i can do to help you?” james immediately softens, eyes glancing up into yours. even all worked up and sweaty he looks so good, so beautiful.

“i uh… not really.” yes. there is something you can do to help him. let him fuck your brains out. but you’re his best friend. and he can’t ruin that with you as much as he yearns to do so, as hard as it’s getting to resist.

“how bout you come back to where i’m staying after you get all sorted? go shower, come over. i’ll have drinks?” james smiles at you, standing up and nodding. stretching. looks like a plan is a plan.

***

james gets one knock at the door before youre swinging it open, embarrassingly excited about seeing james again. your crush on him will doom you for eternity with how much you love him.

“i’ve got beer! your favorite too.”

james smiles at you, leaning down to kiss you on the cheek in which you wrap your arms around him, hugging him close. james lets out a little grunt that immediately leaves his face on fire as he feels you press against his crotch. he hopes you didn’t hear that.

you drag him over to the couch of your hotel room, it being a nice spacious little place. you crack open a beer and hand it to him, then opening and taking a swig of yours. james surveys you. glancing up and down at you from your tiny, tiny top that shows off your tits so nicely. to the little shorts you’re wearing that barely conceal anything. ones you wouldn’t dare wear out of the house but are rather comfortable to lounge in.

and that’s when james realizes he doesn’t know if he’s gonna be able to control himself tonight. you looking like this, all relaxed from the alcohol. he’s embarrassingly hard in his pants, and he crosses his legs as to not draw attention to himself. you’re leaning on him, talking away about miscellaneous things, james nodding along but not really listening. instead thinking of what it would feel like to fuck your tits, play with you til you’re crying. make you pay for all the years he’s spent wasted on other girls when he could been with you.

he gets snapped out of his thoughts when you literally do snap in his face.“james! hellooo? woah, you really are out of it today.”

he can’t take it anymore, he abruptly gets up, blabbering out how he’s gotta get out of here, how he doesn’t wanna do anything he regrets, and then you’re grabbing him by the waist and turning him around before he can reach the doorknob.

“what is it that’s bothering you this much?” you look him up and down, and then you spot the hardon in his jeans. and yeah, now you know what’s been bothering him so much. james groans when he realizes you realized, and covers his face with his hands.

“can i please just lea-“

“you want me to help you with that?” okay. woah. james is paralyzed, mouth moving but no sounds coming out, until you make a move for him, taking your hand and pushing on his hard on, rubbing in slow circles and james’ brain immediately blanks. and then he’s leaning down and kissing you. it’s sloppy, wet, and with too much teeth and tongue but james couldn’t give a fuck. he’s got you. he grabs onto your waist, hoisting you up and dragging you over to the bed, sheets still unmade from when you left in the early morning. james keeps kissing you, fucking your mouth with his tongue and groaning into you.

he only lets up when you push him away for air. whimpering out a little “please, james…” and then he’s kissing and sucking on your neck, tearing your clothes off and not even bothering to unbutton his shirt, just ripping it and hearing buttons go flying.

“you know how fucking crazy you make me” you whine as james cups a hand over your pussy, covered only by thin lacy underwear now. “gonna make you pay for all those nights i haven’t been able to touch you. lay back.” you do exactly as you ask, and james acts on those sinister thoughts from earlier, removing his underwear and straddling your stomach, feeling up your bare breasts. he opens his mouth, sticking out his tongue and letting spit dribble down to the valley between your tits, getting you all wet for him there. he grabs your breasts in his big hands, pushing them together and then he slides his cock in between the little space left, groaning as he starts to fuck your tits.

“holy fuck, you’re such a dream.. look at you. have barely touched you and you’re already gone. stick your tongue out.” you do as you’re told of course. and james slides his cock all the way up until the tip pushes on your tongue on the upstroke. you swirling around the pink tip every time you get a chance. james keeps moaning, saying the filthiest fucking things to you. his thrusts get sloppy.

“fuck, ‘m gonna cum. keep your mouth open. gonna empty myself in between those pretty lips of yours.” james lets go of your tits to shuffle further up your body, jerking himself off quick and tight, before coming with a groan into your waiting mouth. you stay still, letting him do what he wants with you, pushing the droplets of cum that missed back into your mouth.

you’re mewling for stimulation. and james of course will give you anything that you ask. he shuffles down your body, face right in front of your pussy and blowing air on it. making you kick your legs out and squirm. he grabs your thighs to make you stay still, and then licks a stripe up your curb. your squeal, closing your legs around his head now that he’s let go of him, which he lets you do enthusiastically. you grab at his hair and hump his face, whining and moaning and then screaming when james pushes two fingers into you at the same time he sucks your clit into his mouth.

you’re gonna cum so quick. james can feel it. he won’t let it happen. your moans get more high pitched, and when you start to pulse around him he pulls his fingers out quick. making your legs kick out again and slam down on the bed. crying at being denied. “james..! please!”

“not yet. told you i was gonna make you pay.” james is already hard again. he pushes his fingers back into you and immediately goes back to fucking you relentlessly with them. repeating the cycle of pulling away over and over again.

“tell me you’re sorry for making me wait.”

“fuck james.. ‘m sorry. didn’t know you liked me like that. wanted this f-for so long.. so sorry. wanted you so bad, i’m sssorry!”

“i’m not convinced.” james taunts. pulling out again. tears fall from your eyes. hands gripping the sheets of the bed hard, and you vaguely remember you’re in a hotel room and you’ve got neighbors, but the thought leaves your mind as quick as it came.

“please jamie… wanted it for so long i’m so sorry. i’m sorry. please… fuck me. want your cock so bad. wanna cum. i need you. i’m so ffucking s-sorry!” you’re full on sobbing, mascara running, hand thrown over your eyes as james’ fingers slow again inside you.

you get ready to be denied again, but instead immediately after you feel james’ fingers leave you, you feel something bigger in its place pushing at your entrance. james comes up to lean over you, resting on his forearms above you. pushing in without a word of warning and you wail again.

“ffuck… this pussy is so fucking tight.. oh god. gonna make me cum so quick. you want that? want me to fill you up?” you nod frantically when you realize he’s finally gonna let you get yours after being denied time and time again. bringing your legs up to wrap around his waist as he starts to nudge impossibly deep into you.

“shit.. yeah you do. first i want you to cream all over my cock. think you can do that for me? can feel you squeezing me. so close, aren’t you?”

you are. you really are. james leans down and gives you marks all up your neck, licking and sucking. grinding hard into you, hips pressed against each other. you bring a hand down to rub your clit, and it only takes a few tight circles before you’re gone. your other hand wraps up around his neck, pulling him down so he’s pressing you into the mattress.

“fuck.. there it is baby. that’s it.. f-feels so good. oh..” james keeps thrusting into you, faster, harder, fucking you through your orgasm so he can get his. he pushes your head to the side so he can kiss you, moaning into your mouth as you feel him spill into you with a groan before pulling away from your lips. “auh.. fuck! oh shit…” james leans back on his knees, hips still making tiny jolts in you. he pulls out almost all the way, leaving just the tip in and reaching down to jerk his cock, pushing out the last of his orgasm.

when he pulls out he groans at the sight of you leaking with his cum, reaching down to push it back into you. you whine, grabbing a pillow and holding it to your face. you’re exhausted, thoroughly worn out, but he doesn’t wanna let this be done yet. he’s already twitching again. you’re gonna be in for a rough night.

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can y’all tell i’m ovulating.