“I missed a gym day and ate a carb, I’m ready for my spanking Coach”

Janaina Medeiros
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“I missed a gym day and ate a carb, I’m ready for my spanking Coach”
A wonderful piece I commissioned from SpacePupSilver a while back. It combines my loves of silliness, Disney, rubber, gunge, gunge tanks, bondage, predicaments and having sloppiness dropped/dumped/pumped into what I’m wearing…with a dash of exhibitionism.
I work for a sportswear brand, and my boss, Ron, asked me to go to his house to test some products. He's quite old, and I ended up testing his rectum with my dick.
Since then I got a good promotion and at least once a week I go to his house and fuck him really hard, I force him to suck dick and he has become my bitch in sex.
I think we're both pretty satisfied.
Every year your big bro, your dad and you would meet at the holiday villa and have a week of chilling, drinking, barbecue and trips to theme parks. There was often hijinks (as dad called it) and sometimes friends would come over for a poker night or beers etc.
A tradition had formed that the last one to arrive after the designated time would have to do some kind of forfeit. It would range from paying for dinner, buying the beers that night, having to do the washing up for the first few days to more ridiculous stuff. Over the years various of the bets and forfeits of the week pushed more and more boundaries and this year you were the last to arrive after getting stuck in traffic following an accident.
As you burst through the door with your bags your bro and your dad were sat, buck naked on the sofa with their hands on their heads.
“We’ve decided that this week we’re gonna start as we mean to go on. No holds barred. Let’s fuckin’ go!” your brother announced as you looked at them, slightly dumbfounded.
“So, as the Last Loser, my littlest himbo, you’re gonna strip to your underwear and you’re gonna worship our bodies and find a way to bring us to a happy ending to start our week. Chop chop!” You dad smirked and his dick twitched.
You smiled and dropped your bags as you crossed the lounge, removing your t-shirt as you approached.
I like blue but I want naked
The hotel wasn’t much to shout about, the amenities were pretty basic, but it wasn’t overly expensive and ultimately it was just going to be a place to crash at the end of the day.
What you were really happy to be paying for was the staff. Muscular and huskular guys whose uniforms were all shiny, Lycra sports gear. Some were in speedos, some were in wrestling singlets, some were in cycle shorts, some in brief and crop top combos.
You stood and watched housekeeping make your bed, reaching over to smooth the sheets.
“You should request the turndown service” he said with a thick, Hungarian accent as he heard the phone on your camera click. He turned to face you with a semi-in his singlet “I’ll be working tonight”. He grabbed and squeezed his crotch knowingly, collected his housekeeping supplies and left.
A bead a sweat ran down the back of your neck as your cock stiffened.
Oh fuck yes, I want to do this to that butt right -the fuck- now!
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You tried being pure botanical before and that didn’t work! 
Smut
It always surprises me when anyone likes/reposts my little smutlings (smutty musings).
Let me know what you’d like to hear/see more of. I make no promises but I will see what inspires my filth.
You knew Jerry from the gym. Deep voice, big energy, intimidating to look at but so kind of you spoke to him.
After a few drinks you also discovered he was a very, very submissive bottom.
He’d come back to yours for a drink after the gym. You’d left him in the lounge as you went to the kitchen to get drinks. As you walked back in you realised the drinks could wait, the eye contact, the pleading and the meaty exposed arse needed immediate attention.
Chris Hatton
Your big bro had spent a childhood laughing as he farted on you as a joke. Now he’d become your roommate as an adult he’d caught you off guard and stuffed his plump ass over your face and cranked out a rank protein fart through his shorts.
He heard you moan and saw your dick jump in your shorts, and to his shock his own balls tingled. He laughed it off but had continued his ‘messing about’.
You knew it was only a matter of time before you’d be gooning to porn in the lounge…a scenario you’d been planning to engineer for a few weeks now.
I should have known better than to make that bet with Charles at work but having to ‘car wash’ as the price for losing didn’t seem so bad.
I didn’t expect that he’d have me strip off and have to wear a “uniform”, not that the white thong was much of a uniform. I also hadn’t expected him to call all the guys from work over for a barbecue whilst I washed all of their cars too.
He’d dished out water pistols and the thong was soaked and see through. The guys all laughing and jeering as I worked.
“When you’re done with the rides we have a few other things you need to take a look at!” Gary hollered as he grabbed the outline of his cock through his shorts.
Your personal trainer at the gym has some ‘non-standard’ practices, but they seemed to produce results…not to mention he was hot as fuck and your inner slut just wanted to earn his praise and maybe a load or two
“I told you the view was jaw-dropping buddy, and whilst your mouth is open you might as well put it to use, get your face in there”
Your brother’s mate was an amazing tour guide, and an even better fuck.
“But Daddy I love him!”
Coach had made you a simple promise before you went into the final rugby match of the season. If you won, he’d let you get up close and personal with his ass - it turns out he had caught you looking.
Of course, if you had lost the match it would have been a different story. You’d worked harder than ever and the match went in your favour. As you walked in to his house, locking the front door behind you you could already smell his post-match musk and your cock twitched, straining at the confines of your jock.
As you walked through you saw him there, legs pinned back, meaty arse ready for you.
“About fucken time. Get on your whore knees and get your tongue in my hole now boy!”
“Yes Sir”
Mustache season is here.
& I want it ti tickle my cock & balls
Holy Woof-balls!!! 🫠