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not to sound like a slut but i'd let them take turns with me. like back to back. before i can catch my breath. all.night.long

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i’m a very polite girl, i’ll always say my please’s and thank you’s after getting fucked to the point of exhaustion

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chat where do I find a pretty femme who begs me to breed her in the back of my truck while I cover her mouth and tell her to be quiet?

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just thinking about the way i feel whenever a girl flirts w me… like omg hi i’m obsessed w u i want to keep ur attention i need u horrifically pls kiss me now

i’m single btw

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Anyone wanna have a go?....promise I'm very kissable and very stabable

imagine you kiss me because you think im pretty and then i stab you. a little

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Please terrorize me in my asks

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in the mood to scratch up someone’s back before they go to the gym so it’s visible under their shirt-

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I...need to ride somebody's thigh like...rn

having your dom sit you in their lap with a vibrator pressed between your pussy and their thigh.

a simple enough variation to your usual routine of thigh riding, you let out a pretty sigh and rock your hips forward once before you feel their hands grip your hips to stop you.

“be still for me, baby. no grinding, can you handle that?” you know the sweetness behind the question is all for show, that it’s designed to make you feel small and disgustingly needy. it works. you’re nodding stupidly, already letting the vibrations between your legs overtake your thoughts. they appraise your expression, the way it starts to shift from attentive to blissed out, and turn the vibrator up one setting for good measure. “good, baby. i knew you could do it.”

it’s harder than you thought it would be, holding still through the pleasure. your brain, warm and gooey, keeps trying to urge you into your usual routine of humping away at whatever your partner puts between your legs. every time your hips twitch or shake, their grip tightens around you. you wonder if it’ll bruise. you hope it will. you know you’re getting close, drooling as you kiss and bite at any inch of their skin you can reach without moving your hips. a particularly insistent throb of your pussy threatens to drag you down into an orgasm, and you remember your manners at the last second.

“can i cum?” shakier than you would’ve liked, followed by a long moan. a beat of silence hangs in the air as you realize the answer, but it doesn’t stop you from pleading again, “can i? please?”

“no, baby. wait.” your ensuing cries are hushed, one hand coming up to stroke your hair gently as though you’re not being tormented. you wind up to object again but you’re silenced by a tug on your hair that forces you to look them in the eye. “quit, baby. you know you like how it makes you feel, so wait.”

your cheeks flush hot at the accusation, knowing how much truth it held. your eyes start watering as you try to look for a way out, knowing just by their tone that this will not be a time where you could get away with cumming on accident. you drop your head to their shoulder and try to lift your hips, only to be forced back down onto the toy. your brain vaguely registers the instruction to “sit your ass down and be still,” but it’s nearly drowned out by the wail you let out as you connect with the vibrator again. you start shaking your head, pushing back against their chest in an effort to separate yourself from the overwhelming pleasure while your hips stay locked in place by strong hands. how long have you been holding this orgasm? a few minutes? seconds? it feels like it’ll never end, like you’re letting them dangle you over a cliff for their own pleasure, watching you fight and cry while you try your best to follow the instructions given.

they pull back again to admire the distress on your face, letting out a pleased hum at the state you’re in. you’re whimpering constantly, head resting pitifully on their shoulder. they know they could stay there forever, keeping you desperate and pliant as you pant into their neck. they give an experimental bounce of their leg that sends you into another fit of moaning and begging.

“please, please! i need to cum, daddy. i wanna be good but i’m going to cum, can’t hold it anymore. need you to say yes,”

the grin that spreads across their face could only be described as lecherous, listening to the way they’ve absolutely ruined you. they have to get in close to your ear to ensure you hear, holding you still through the fight you’re still putting up as they press a kiss against your temple. “go ahead baby, give it to me,” they groan out, hearing your moans start to pitch up before they even get the sentence out. as if you needed any help to ride it out, they press you down harder against the vibrator, coaxing out sob after sob as your orgasm tears through your body.

“shh, baby, i know. it’s good isn’t it? why don’t you do it again for me since you were so well behaved?”

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🥺Don't mock me,,, that's mean🥺 (🫣Do it again🫣)🥺

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i need so desperately to be pinned to the wall and fingered with her hand on my mouth forcing me to be quiet

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i literally just thought about you the other day and saw that you haven’t posted in a mouth :(

how are you? i hope you’ve been doing okay <3

I've been better 🙃 got out of hospital yesterday and just...tryna get back to normal I guess haha.

How have you been? How was your Christmas and New Years?

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omg welcome back! i missed you so much sweet girl <3

Awwwww haiiiii!!!

I missed you too!! I'm hoping I'm back back now 😅 time to be a menace againnnn

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Im exhausted. Brain is fried. I deserve hot disrespectful lesbian sex

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I don't have a her...but I want a her...

I want her to claim me

Sit me in front of the mirror and make me watch how pathetic I get for her

Mark me all over so other people know I’m taken

Ruin me to the point that I can’t even make myself cum without her help

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Suchbnormal feelings about this...🫠

thinking about having somebody guide my hand down between my legs and assuming they want me to finger myself, only to have them slip two fingers in right next to my own. turning to meet their gaze in shock while they coo something about helping me make myself feel good. the idea of being full in this way making my brain fuzzy, each thrust wiping my mind blank until i can’t string together a complete thought. flushing in embarrassment when i can feel the way my pussy sucks in both of our fingers. the low moan that makes its way out of me when i get to feel the way i squeeze down when i cum, impossibly tight over the three? four? fingers working in and out of me. my fucked out babbling picking up speed as they push my fingers deeper, coaxing me into fucking myself through the orgasm just as they normally would. trying to wiggle away but there’s nowhere to go when they’re holding me still and fucking me open with my own hand.