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smut prompt list no. 1
1) classic only one bed, then oh no we’re cuddling in our sleep that then evolves into sex
2) hate fucking
3) friends with benefits
4) first time
5) phone sex
6) public sex
7) possessive sex
8) sex outdoors
9) gangbang
10) casual threesome between pals
11) cockwarming after a long day in order to calm down together
12) sex pollen
13) high on adrenaline kind of sex
14) make up sex
15) break up sex
16) inexperienced person gets a little “lesson”
17) reunion sex
18) complicated sex with an ex
19) angry sex in the middle of a fight
20) gentle comforting sex
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Liza kept her focus on working Isaac’s cock, just licking and teasing the tip. She moaned to his words before pulling back to gaze up at her young neighbor. “Tell me what else you want to do to me.” She encouraged, clearly getting arouse again before returning back to what she was doing until taking him further into her mouth. A few times she gagged and teared up from how much she took of him, but Liza wasn’t going to back out on her own personal challenge. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder before pulling back to gasp for air, taking the opportunity to brush the saliva and pre-cum that coated her lush lips. Her fingers circled around the length, pumping her neighbor with more vigor before leaning over to circle her tongue around the tip. “Does that feel good? Ya gonna cum for me, suga’?” Eliza cooed to Isaac while her gaze was focus on his cock before leaning back in to give him more pleasure.
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Liza stretched with her arms in the as she kept her pretty eyes on Isaac, but the sight she’s witnessing practically made her drool. “Baby, how could you be so hard again already?” She asked with sweetness while leaning in, so close that their lips almost touch. “Do I really get ya this worked up?” The brunette teased and cooed at her young neighbor. Her fingers cascading down to his working hand before moving downward to kiss the tip of his member until working her way along his shaft. Soft mewls escape every time she got a glimpse of a taste of their lingered mix nectar. “…taste so good. Suga’ I want ya deep inside of me, show me how desperate ya wanna fill me. Fuck me nice an’ deep.” Eliza cooed once more between her kitten licks and kisses.
“Oh my goodness yes. Please,” Isaac panted, tingling, hissing, trembling beneath Ms. Beauchamp’s attention. “I want… I wanna bend you over. Maybe… Maybe somewhere else? Somewhere risky? Somewhere… somewhere you might be seen…” He reached down to run his hand through her hair, “Getting fucked by your young neighbor?” He groaned at his own dirty talk, but then licked his lips and asked, “But not yet?
“I… you just look so pretty sucking my cock, I–can I watch a little bit more, please? I love watching you suck cock.”
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Liza stared up right up at Sam, completely wide-eyed and shocked speechlessly before yanking her small hands away from his. “Go to hell, Sam.” The southern belle seethed in disgust, glaring up at the man shoving her way past him. Though, deep down, he awakened and unraveled all of her unholy thoughts and kinks but one she particularly enjoyed was: breeding. Her cheeks flushed pink, feeling completely exposed not by her lack of clothing but of her thoughts. She let out a shaking breath once she made her past the vip rooms to the girls’ dressing room. The last place the tiny brunette wanted to be discover by him was at her job at the strip club. Her lips naturally pouty, Liza gazed her reflection before taking another deep breath before returning back to the stage. She prayed she wouldn’t be chosen to get a lap dance or a private “dance” in one of the vip rooms.
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“Y’feel that?” Sam was close enough to kiss her as he spoke, his voice low. He then took her hand and put it on his cock. “Y’feel how hard that is?” He took her other hand and helped it gently cradle his balls. “Y’feel how full they are? That’s all for you. But if you want it…” Just as gently he pushed her hands away, then leaned back. “Y’gotta earn it. Think you can do that?”
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Ethan couldn't resist the smirk form on his lips as he gazed down at Dylan. He liked her, she had spunk. "Hmm, i don' know, suga'...I gotta experience it to believe it. What if it's all hot air, hmm?" He cooed down to the girl, charming as always with his southern charm. "Why don' ya prove me wrong?" He whispered his challenge into her ear before pulling back.
who ↛ dylan delaney. what ↛ based on this // your muse dares dylan to prove she's good in bed, and dylan hates to back down from a challenge. open to ↛ m preferred ! ↛ view more open starters here.
"don't say something you don't mean," she smirked; she'd never backed down from a dare before, and she certainly wouldn't now. "just because you haven't gotten to sleep with me yet, doesn't mean i don't have rave reviews from previous conquests."
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Vivian couldn’t hold back her loud moans as they began to grow an octave higher every passing moment. “Right there, right there! I-Isaac!” She screamed out as she came so violently, making a mess between them and especially on her student’s fingers. What it all took was hearing his dirty words and the need to please her desperately that reached over the edge. The blonde let herself drop down to her knees and began deep throating her student’s cock, completely eager to make him cum too. “Go ahead...give it to me.” She gasped breathlessly before leaning up to stroke his cock with momentum between her large breasts. “You like that, don’t you? So dirty. Hm, wanna fuck your professor?” Vivian whispered her own filth. Her bright green eyes dazedly gaze up at her student, edging and encouraging him to let go and release all over her chest.
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Vivian let out a shaking breath at the erotic act of her student thrusting their fingers in and out of her. “Shhh…fuck that feels so good,” She whined quietly, letting her head fall back in bliss. Lord, she was on cloud nine with Isaac’s attention on her breasts and sex. “I-Isaac…” The young professor whimpered, “Harder please!” She practically begged. Her small hand picking up the momentum of pumping her student’s weaping cock as her own body began to feel the thralls of an oncoming orgasm.
“Yes, professor,” Isaac panted. “Yes, professor,” he repeated, descending into a lustful trance. His arm flexed and he grunted as the thrusts of his fingers sped up, the sound of her wet pussy joining the sticky strokes of her hand on his cock. His coordination was reaching its limit, but he refused to deny himself everything he wanted–like trying to eat every single delicious dish on a buffet table.
He leaned forward to swipe at one of her heavy, heaving breasts with his tongue, then sat up to drink in the sight of her face, getting lost as she was to her pleasure. “Do… do you like having a student finger your pussy? Do you like stroking his cock? This… this is so dirty. Do you like being dirty, professor?” As if to punctuate his point, he leaned down to find her nipple and suck.
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Stefan couldn’t hold back all the groans that Olivia drawn out of him, his fingers completely fisted in her blonde locks. His hips shallowing thrusting into his roommate’s mouth, taking advantage of fucking her mouth. He was so close. The ex-soldier pushed his roommate away before manhandling her to lay back on his bed, sprawling her long legs before groaning at the glorious sight. “Fuck...” Stefan froze while turning his gaze up to meet Olivia,” God, you’re so goddamn beautiful.” Though, it didn’t take him long to resume what he was doing, slowly torturously kissing and licking her body. Stefan started by kissing Olivia first, working his way down her breasts taking his time especially at each harden nipple before making his way down her ribcage then her stomach before hitting home: right between her legs. His velvety tongue dipping where he knew where she wanted him the most. Tongue and fingers already at a rhythm and getting to work. Stefan was determine to make Olivia cum before giving them what they really wanted.
Hearing Olivia moan made Stefan smirk, but didn’t stop with his actions. “That’s it, baby…” He groaned, letting his head fall back in pleasure. His body and cock began to twitch from all the attention he was receiving but he refrained himself from cumming so early. “Oh, ‘m gonna have both,” He teased back while at the same time delving his fingers in her warmth. “Fuck,” he breathed out, marveling how tight his roommate is like he imagined. “You gonna feel so good,” he whispered more to himself but enough for her to hear. Until his head fell back onto the pillow again the moment he felt his roommate wrap her lips around his pulsing length.
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Diablo sat beside Francine staring at the screen but not entirely paying attention on what is happening until he heard the girl’s question. “Rarely. Unless he knows what he’s doing that’s making her feel that good…or the movie portrays him being that big.” He answered absentmindedly before glancing over at Francine to see her reaction. His gaze slowly studied her body language before getting up to grab himself a glass of water. It donned on him, she’s still a virgin and that made his mind drift somewhere unholy before forcing himself to snap out of it.
♡ - francine is a very sheltered girl who just asked her personal bodyguard about s.ex.
TURNING TO LOOK AT HIM, francine had her mischievous look on her face. it was another night stuck in with him after her father had been paranoid about a threat against her. of course she felt like some kind of FRAGILE little girl, but her only reprieve was the fact that she could ask him anything and he would indulge her in answers. this time she decided to push the boundaries even further. ‘ s.ex can’t really be like that? ’ she pointed to the movie they were watching. the woman on the screen was so OVER acting that she thought it was funny enough to giggle. ‘ no man can really make a girl make those kind of noises, right? ’ without realizing she was divulging information about herself, that she was a vir*gin to the man, she gave him a raised eyebrow. ‘ right? ’
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Vivian let out a shaking breath at the erotic act of her student thrusting their fingers in and out of her. “Shhh…fuck that feels so good,” She whined quietly, letting her head fall back in bliss. Lord, she was on cloud nine with Isaac’s attention on her breasts and sex. “I-Isaac…” The young professor whimpered, “Harder please!” She practically begged. Her small hand picking up the momentum of pumping her student’s weaping cock as her own body began to feel the thralls of an oncoming orgasm.
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Vivian kept with her eager momentum, pumping and stroking Isaac’s slick shaft. The sight practically made the young professor’s mouth water, watching his pre-cum leak at the tip of his mushroom head and how the slick shone from the dim fluorescent lighting. She let out her own breathy sighs, moving to Isaac’s movements as he worked removing the rest of her clothes until she stood completely naked in front of him. A surprised moan escaped following with a breathless chuckle at the sensation of his warm tongue on her breast. Her free hand reached for his before guiding his fingers to her slick folds, pushing his digits into her causing her to jaw drop and take on that wrecked expression. “Fuck me…” she pleaded, her own fingers still wrapped around her student’s member. She kept stroking his length and brushing her thumb teasingly over the head of his cock.
Isaac couldn’t say it enough: he had no idea what to expect upon entering Professor Perris’ office, but she continued to surprise him. Taking his wrist? Pushing his fingers inside her? Telling him to fuck her? It all made Isaac keep moaning, made his cockhead issue even more pre-cum–he was so messy now, the sound of her hand on his shaft so loud.
“I–” He licked his lips and cleared his throat, trying to catch his breath so he could speak. “–had no idea you… you could be so dirty, professor,” he finally managed while moving his fingers in and out of her. “I… I had no idea what you’d say when I asked, so never… never did I think you’d be so… so turned on...! My goodness you’re so wet…” He was practically drooling when he leaned back down to lick at her breasts again.
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Liza stretched with her arms in the as she kept her pretty eyes on Isaac, but the sight she’s witnessing practically made her drool. “Baby, how could you be so hard again already?” She asked with sweetness while leaning in, so close that their lips almost touch. “Do I really get ya this worked up?” The brunette teased and cooed at her young neighbor. Her fingers cascading down to his working hand before moving downward to kiss the tip of his member until working her way along his shaft. Soft mewls escape every time she got a glimpse of a taste of their lingered mix nectar. “…taste so good. Suga’ I want ya deep inside of me, show me how desperate ya wanna fill me. Fuck me nice an’ deep.” Eliza cooed once more between her kitten licks and kisses.
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Eliza continued to stare up at her ceiling as she listened to Isaac capture his breath before hearing him shift around until he was gazing at her. The femme then turned her head to meet the other’s gaze before smiling softly and sweetly. “I’m okay,” She reassured him before resting her head back on the ground and looked back up at the ceiling.
Although, the thought of them two going at it a few more rounds made the brunette bite her lesser lip. But, she forced herself to sit up so she can catch her breath.
Seeing Ms. Beauchamp bite her lip, whether she did so intentionally or not, made Isaac groan. Just when he thought she couldn’t get any hotter, she did. That broke him, and he had to reach down–with both hands, and begin stroking his cum-slick cock. “You’re so sexy…” he sighed, licking his own lips. “I… I can’t get enough of you. Do you know how often I’ve jerked off to you? I don’t think I’ve not done it since we met!” He wasn’t making sense, but he didn’t care: he was in bed with his hot neighbor, stroking his cock to her–and it was covered in her cum!
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Eliza continued to stare up at her ceiling as she listened to Isaac capture his breath before hearing him shift around until he was gazing at her. The femme then turned her head to meet the other’s gaze before smiling softly and sweetly. “I’m okay,” She reassured him before resting her head back on the ground and looked back up at the ceiling.
Although, the thought of them two going at it a few more rounds made the brunette bite her lesser lip. But, she forced herself to sit up so she can catch her breath.
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Eliza’s hands immediately braced on any surface she could get her hands at perfect timing when Isaac began bucking his hips. “Yes!” The woman cried out loud over and over again after each hard thrust, not caring if any neighbors could hear them. “Don’t s-stop! Ya gonna make me cum!” Her loud gasps and pleads sound so erotic, it make any bystander blush.
Her body began to tighten up like a wind-up toy before letting out her own cry of pleasure. Elizabeth couldn’t resist to fall forward onto Isaac, her body completely spent from that powerful orgasm alone. The brunette let out a breathless laugh before mustering up enough energy to roll off her neighbor. “Ya okay, suga?” She asked, finally relaxing.
Isaac groaned in a combination of pleasure and pain as Ms. Beauchamp lifted off him–and, in the act, let the warm, wet, clinging walls of her pussy glide along his throbbing, sensitive cock. “I…” Isaac licked his lips and cleared his throat as he tried to catch his breath, nodding, eyes closed behind his glasses. “Yes. Very okay.” He was a sore, sweaty, sticky, sensitive mess–and he’d never felt better.
Despite his muscles protesting any movement, Isaac turned his head so he could face her and shivered at the way she looked at him. “You? Are you…” He looked down her body, as if their might be some evidence of… something. She was certainly flush and sweaty, which only made her more appealing–if that were possible. “Are you okay?” he asked while resisting the urge to reach between his thighs with both hands and stroke himself to another orgasm while he drank in the sight of his neighbor in her post-orgasmic glow.
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Vivian kept with her eager momentum, pumping and stroking Isaac’s slick shaft. The sight practically made the young professor’s mouth water, watching his pre-cum leak at the tip of his mushroom head and how the slick shone from the dim fluorescent lighting. She let out her own breathy sighs, moving to Isaac’s movements as he worked removing the rest of her clothes until she stood completely naked in front of him. A surprised moan escaped following with a breathless chuckle at the sensation of his warm tongue on her breast. Her free hand reached for his before guiding his fingers to her slick folds, pushing his digits into her causing her to jaw drop and take on that wrecked expression. “Fuck me…” she pleaded, her own fingers still wrapped around her student’s member. She kept stroking his length and brushing her thumb teasingly over the head of his cock.
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Vivian didn’t cease her actions, not even Isaac’s moans didn’t make her stop. No, what was happening was his noises made her more wet and turned on. The blonde listened to her student as she kept licking and fondling with the male’s balls before dragging her tongue up along his length. She cooed to him that everything was going to be alright. A small smile appeared on her lips as she stood back up in front of him, replacing his hand with hers and took over pumping his cock. Vivian didn’t hesitate to take Isaac’s hand and guided them to her jeans. “Take them off.” She instructed him, her small hand stroking him faster with the help of his pre-cum.
Isaac shivered.
He didn’t really understand in the moment, but later he’d realize that, by standing and putting her hands on him, by ordering him to undress her, Professor Perris had validated his appetite, his mood, more strongly than he could have ever imagined. She could have accepted his apology, assured him his feelings were okay–and he would have been grateful for that, but that she chose to act instead of using her words affirmed his hunger in a potent and unforgettable way.
Which is why, were it possible, he became even hungrier, wanted to be even filthier.
Spreading his legs to welcome her closer, Isaac reached around her arms, refusing to interrupt her eager strokes. He was practically panting like a dog–or more like an excited puppy–as he dealt with her belt, her button, her zipper. Given where he was, perched on her desk like that, pushing her pants down over her ass forced him to lean forward–and into her chest. Unable to help himself, he ran his tongue over the swell of one of her breasts at the same time he took two generous handfuls of her cheeks.
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Hearing Olivia moan made Stefan smirk, but didn’t stop with his actions. “That’s it, baby…” He groaned, letting his head fall back in pleasure. His body and cock began to twitch from all the attention he was receiving but he refrained himself from cumming so early. “Oh, ‘m gonna have both,” He teased back while at the same time delving his fingers in her warmth. “Fuck,” he breathed out, marveling how tight his roommate is like he imagined. “You gonna feel so good,” he whispered more to himself but enough for her to hear. Until his head fell back onto the pillow again the moment he felt his roommate wrap her lips around his pulsing length.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” Stefan retorted after Olivia’s question before letting out a low groan to the sensation of her small hand pumping away. His fingers comb through her blonde silky locks before trailing down her body until reaching her most prized possession. Another groan as he felt the pooling wet spot until he teasingly, torturously circle his fingers against her clit. “I’d rather have your mouth around my cock, mmm maybe have you sit on my face as your reward.” Stefan presented his bargain while he continued circling her cloth-covered clit.
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Ana de Armas as Melinda Van Allen in DEEP WATER (2022) dir. Adrian Lyne
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Chris Evans & Ana de Armas
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Lola was up in her room with a light on and buried in a book when she heard a sound that pulled her attention. A frown slowly appeared as she watched as her brother’s best friend appeared. “Got lost?” She asked, her tone dripping with malice. That was thing Lola and Bodhi had never got along but she only tolerated him because he’s her brother’s best friend. So unfortunately, the three of them grew up together and the more she disliked him…even after the fact, he grew up to being so…attractive. “What do you want, Bodhi?”
starter for: w, m, nb. potential connections: best friend's sibling, sibling's best friend, parent's best friend, best friend's parent, family friend. general plot: bodhi's either staying at your muses house, or your muse is staying at bodhi's. he can't sleep and finds a reason to make that your muses problem.
he shouldn't be doing this. he really should not be doing this. yet if there's one thing to know about bodhi northcott is; if he's supposed to not do something, it'll be everything he wants to do. he'll obsess over it, until it happens. wandering around the house in the pitch darkness is hardly the best idea, but he's lied in wait, making sure everyone's in their beds before he's made a run from his own. it's gentle, so gentle it could so easily be missed if it wasn't the middle of the night -- the knock that he delivers against their door, before he's opening it carefully, just enough -- he can be that respectful, at the very least. "--hey, are you up?"
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