I find athletic sneaks on a naked girl to be so much hotter than high heels. 

It brings the fantasy from “that stripper finally came home with you” to “that girl you see drinking slurpees at 7-11 came home with you and she’s got the body of a stripper”.

This is much closer to my personal interest, in a world where the sexiest moments are hiding in unexpected places.

This photo drives me mental.

It’s the man in the back. His detached intensity makes me so wet.

No wait, it’s her, with that look on her face. Pain, humiliation, desire, pleasure. It’s a fucking miracle in a detachable bra.

Oh shit. Sorry, no, it’s definitely the guy she’s riding, specifically that grip on her hips. Driving her onto his thick, bobbing dick, his face blazing with exertion.

And watching with focus is that fucking groom in the back. Wait. Okay, it’s definitely him, his cock hard as concrete under his still, carefully folded hands. 

This photo drives me mental.

(Source: squidintestines)

Now

me and my Adidas do the illest things

we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings
we slay all suckers who perpetrate
and lay down law from state to state
we travel on gravel, dirt road or street
I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat

- forever Run DMC. Jam Master Jay, love.

Redhead with ripped jeans and small pink nipples standing in front of modern art?

I push her against the pointillist mural, her body cold from the long photo shoot. Our lips meet. It happens so quickly - one hand pulls the small of her back, the other pushing into the front of her hot jeans. My body is pressing, one leg spreads hers apart just enough.

She’s responding like I hoped she would. Wet. Panting. Returning my intensity. 

Fuuuuck that is a hot fantasy. 

Cold mornings, hard nipples, sunlight through old glass, bright sweaters… 

These are a few of my favourite things.

I love the challenge in her look here. It’s like she’s suddenly offered her boob to raise the stakes in some ridiculous sexual poker game.

I think she won.

You all know my policy.

Jean shorts = automatic reblog. Especially on tight, tanned ass like this.

I’ve been wearing my hair in a ponytail lately, and have been wondering if it is too young/immature a look for business and/or sex appeal. This photo is making me think that I’m good though.

Goddammit this man is hot.

If I could, I’d pay $10,000 for a weekend with him.