#cnc cuddles

[lesbonym]

★ Need me a large monster/werewolf wife that forces me into cuddles. Maybe she can smell when I'm not feeling good, but I can't admit it. Or she's just craving some affection. Since she's so big, she can just lay on top of me and pin me beneath her cozy and fuzzy body. She could use her size to get whatever she wanted, but she just nuzzles and loves on me until she can smell that bad scent fading away.

I'm all hers anyway, not just for her pleasure but in every way.

[drpepperwhoree]

cuddling while you kiss my forehead and tell me that i’m yours>>>>>>

[bunniefemcel]

the thought of someone building trust with me just to become my rapist is so much better than random rape sometimes.. like just imagine dating someone who slowly gets more & more violent during sex…demanding it more often…manipulating me into having sex when i don’t want it…forcing cock down my throat so i can shut up & stop saying “no” bc it annoys her when i scream and cry….i need a sexually insidious sadistic gf who makes me think she rapes & tortures me bc she loves me too much even tho she’s just using me for her sick perverted fantasies!!!

[ftmforestfae]

Need high cuddles and causal groping maybe cuddle fucking if I get needy enough.

Need someone who will cuddle with me after a long day and just get a bit too handsy rubbing on me.

[petplatinum]

Cockwarming while watching a movie and getting bullied for being needy and bouncing on their cock. </3

[slvt-4]

Just fucking isn’t enough, I need you to cuddlefuck me! Pleaseeeee.

[narcissisticsmokers-blog]

You’re not my equal. You’re my toy, and I decide when you’re worth touching.

[brooklynnn0-0]

dream: intoxicated makeouts and cuddles🔥💋

[locketbunny0-o]

Dms openn!!

A video from yesterday since I’m super sick today _^_

I promise I’ll get to all of my dms ( - 3 • )

[call-me-pup2]

Slow, intense, hot make out session right now!

[gothcowgf]

I wanna cuddlefuck until we fall asleep with your cock buried inside of me

[narcissisticsmokers-blog]

The morning stretches slow and sweet, the kind of rare softness that begs to be savored. You’re still tucked against me, your body molded perfectly into mine, and I can feel the heat of you through the thin fabric of what little we’re wearing. The sheets are a bit twisted, barely covering us, but I don’t care. My focus is on you.

You stir a little when my fingertips start to move, not by accident, not this time. I let them drift across the bare skin of your back, slow and deliberate, tracing gentle patterns just beneath your shoulder blades. You shift, murmuring something unintelligible against my chest, but I don’t stop. My hand keeps traveling, down the curve of your spine, until I reach your waist. I let my fingers rest there for a moment, just teasing at the edge of your shirt. Or maybe it’s mine. Hard to tell anymore.

I grin to myself and slip my hand under the fabric, feeling the warm skin of your waist, then the soft dip just above your hip. My touch is light, barely there, enough to make you squirm a little and let out that sleepy giggle I love. It’s still lazy morning energy, but there’s a spark there now.

“Too early,” you mumble, but there’s no real protest in your voice. You’re smiling, I can feel it against my skin.

“Oh?” I murmur against the crown of your head. “Feels like the perfect time to me.”

I shift a little so we’re face to face now, your leg still draped over mine, and I run the back of my knuckles slowly along your thigh, brushing just under where your shirt ends. You bite your lip like you’re trying not to smile too much, but I see it. Your eyes are heavy-lidded, soft, curious. I raise an eyebrow.

I lean in close and press my lips to your cheek, a slow warm kiss, then trail them along your jaw, letting my nose nudge behind your ear where I know you’re most sensitive. My fingers on your thigh give a playful squeeze and you twitch, your hand suddenly sliding up my side in retaliation, cold fingers against my warm skin.

“Rude,” I mutter, grinning.

You laugh and I can feel it echo in my chest where you’re pressed against me. You try to roll away playfully but I catch your wrist, gently, and pull you right back into me.

“Nuh uh,” I say, tucking you under me a little as I hover above, our faces inches apart. “This is my day off too. And I plan to spend it making you giggle and squirm.”

You pout, dramatically. I kiss it away.

Then I trail my fingers again, this time slower, lighter, tracing the curve of your ribs beneath the fabric, drawing tiny shapes. You shiver a little, and I love that, how easily I can make your breath catch with just a little bit of focus. I keep teasing, not too much, just enough. Letting the touches feel lazy, indulgent, like every inch of you deserves attention. Because it does.

We don’t rush anything. There’s no need. The world can wait while we laugh and tease and hold each other like this.

It’s just us. Skin to skin. Smile to smile. Warmth and wanting tangled up in bedsheets and sunlight.

[ryatsdollface]

mmm 🤔 who wants a pic of me from tonights party 😵‍💫🥴

[bibbw1738]

A cuddle fuck is all I need right now