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mindlessly sucking cock would fix everything rn
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Cuddling but you won’t stop rubbing my clit so all I can do is bury my face in your chest and orgasm in your arms while you whisper praise in my ear
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Imagine he’s got you in the meanest mating press, his thick cock spearing you open against the bed and it’s so good you’re seeing stars. But suddenly he stops and just leaves his cock inside of you, splitting you open, not thrusting and not moving, just buried deep inside, holding you nice and open for him. And he decides to focus on your clit, maybe with a vibrator or maybe with his fingers, just rubbing and playing with your swollen clit. It’s making you whine and buck your hips against his weight but he’s so much bigger and so much stronger there’s no way to stop him. He tells you to be a good girl and take it because he just wants to feel your pretty pussy pulse around his cock, he wants to feel your walls fluttering around him, your cunt milking his cock so perfectly in response to the overwhelming stimulation on your clit. And he’s so mean about it, one hand working your clit and the other braced against the bed so he can lean into you and keep you pinned down. He’s pushing you closer and closer to a mindbreaking orgasm as he whispers in your ear. “Such a good girl for me, come on, milk my cock with that pretty pussy, that’s it, feel good for me, I want to feel that cunt clenching around me, there’s you go.” And finally, your body breaks into a toe-curling orgasm, trembling, writhing, crying for him and the unrelenting pleasure he’s forcing out of you. You look at him through teary eyes, expecting him to go back to fucking you but all you see is the sadistic gleam in his eyes that tells you this is far from over. “Come on baby,” his voice is so mean as his fingers don’t stop working your clit, “One isn’t enough, give me more, let me feel that pretty pussy pulse around me again, that’s it, keep making those needy sounds for me, you can take it, I want your pussy to cum over and over again to milk all the cum out of my cock. We’re not stopping until I’m satisfied.” You’re sobbing now, trying to push him off, trying to make him stop the assault of pleasure. Begging, crying, gasping out pleas that he’s ignoring because he wants to use you to feel good, he wants to use you like a fuck doll, meant for nothing more than to milk his cock like a toy with no regard for how you feel. His fingers pull another orgasm from your body, the feeling lighting your every nerve and forcing your pussy to milk him just the way he likes. But it’s not enough for him, it won’t ever be enough for him, and so he keeps going. He pulls one orgasm after another out from your helpless body just so he can use you to make himself feel good. It has nothing to do with your pleasure because he’s exceeded that several times over now but it has everything to do with using you like a sex toy to get himself off. You have no idea how many times he’s forced your body to cum for him when he finally groans above you as his hips jerk into you, pumping his cum deep inside of your still-spasming walls. And maybe he’ll leave his cock inside of you even after, keeping you plugged up and nice and full with his cum while you fall asleep in his arms, with his gentle kisses on your forehead and soft strokes of your hair.
Note: This made me feral ugh please someone do this to me.
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i'm struggling to keep my eyes open when you stroke my cheek softly. you can tell i'm on the brink of falling back asleep and your pulse quickens. you stroke my hair, brushing it out of my face while my eyelids close heavily. i snuggle into you, soothed by your gentle touches
you kiss me. i give a tiny sleepy mm of pleasure. you kiss again and i smile faintly. you're being so affectionate, i am lulled into a sleepy, comfortable doze. your kisses draw a slow line down my jaw. it tickles. i turn my head sleepily, only to moan as i realize you're kissing my neck now, intent on sucking and licking on the most sensitive spot on my throat. my back arches as your teeth graze my skin. my eyes roll behind heavy, sleepy eyelids. you stroke my cheek lovingly. my body relaxes. i doze.
one of your hands runs through my hair, grazing my scalp and gently massaging. i sigh happily as your other hand moves my arm up over my head. out of the way. your hand squeezes mine and then starts moving down the length of my arm, squeezing and massaging as you go. i relax. my other arm is moved up and out of the way in a similar manner. i am warm and comfortable. i smile, too tired to say real words. it occurs to me that this is my favorite position to be tied in, wrists bound mercilessly to the headboard. that would make me so wet if i were more awake, more aware of your intent. for now i'm content to be massaged. your fingers slip under my nightshirt, warming and massaging my torso as your hands travel up and up and up. a light chill settles across my chest as i am exposed.
a light brush across my nipple brings a small coo to my lips, followed quickly by a stronger moan as you squeeze and pinch my sensitive nipples, bringing them to sharp attention. your tongue finds my breast, licking your way closer and closer. i feel the gentle pressure of the tip of your tongue swirl lazily around my nipple before you start sucking in tandem with the pinching. i moan, arching my back, letting myself be teased and toyed with, letting the sensations be the only thing tethering me to consciousness. i am the canvas you paint. i am a cluster of nerves you tickle and tease. i am a sensation you provoke.
by the time your hand begins to massage down my torso, i am a quivering, whimpering mess. your strong fingers knead my flesh, pulling my legs apart, shaping me into something open and ready to receive. my senses are all alert now, waiting only for the next instruction from your hands and lips. my thighs part for you. my cunt leaks. i wiggle my feet a little, in anticipation. your lips bear down on mine heavily and i can taste how impatient you are, how the need to ravage me is spurred on by my tiny gesture of excitement. i moan into your mouth before your tongue claims it. i choke on your tongue as one of your fingers claims my clit.
i am aware only of a swirling pressure around and around my aching clit. i can feel your thumbnail graze across the delicate skin. my back arches and this time you hold me to you, locking my hips against you. your fingers dig deep into my waist. i love how possessive you get when i'm aroused. i moan to let you know. your tongue buries itself down my throat. your thumb taps a steady thrumming against my clit. i am aware only of the pressure building just behind my clit. you circle around and around. my cunt clenches on empty air uselessly. i choke on your tongue and come up for air. you make sympathetic noises and stroke my cheek. i breathe out as you stroke my hair. i am comforted. i am safe. i smile at you.
you take the opportunity to shove three fingers inside of me. my lungs expel the breath i've just taken. all i can do is clench on you and clench on you and clench on you. in the back of my mind, i'm vaguely aware that you could hold me like this forever, teasing out every squeak and whimper i have in me just to hear me struggle and beg for orgasm. the thought curls my toes just as your fingers curl up inside of me and start thrusting despite the clenching. i think i see stars. i definitely cannot breathe. you thrust and thrust and thrust until i think i might black out. your thumb bumps up against my clit and i gasp out the last of my air in one long shuddering moan. i force air into my lungs. your thumb mashes into my clit as you ravage my cunt. i can't hold out much longer, but i definitely can't ask for permission to cum either.
"that's it, toy," you murmur against my ear. you stroke my hair lovingly. i marvel that one hand can be so gentle while the other mashes me to bits. my eyes roll back and i can feel it coming. a tidal wave is rising and i can feel every muscle in my body tensing as a flood of electricity zaps through my body. your relentless hand pushes me closer and closer to the edge, until--
"cum for me."
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Friends let friends use their holes to jerk off with
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I think I make a pretty victim~
more photos here
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I think the meaning of life is to cum as many times as humanly possible
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Threatening to leak her homemade tapes online and feeling her get tighter around me.
Reminding her how disgusted all her friends and family would be as she moans.
Mocking her for cumming to the though of everyone knowing what a whore she is
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To do list: We're gonna look through all the slutty things you've liked and shared while you explain yourself and I slowly finger you.
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Girl that falls to her knees and starts crying uncontrollably with tears of joy when you show hole. Girl that will beg shamelessly for one taste- nay, one whiff of you. Girl that will bend you over and fuck you like a wild animal in heat because it's been keeping it under wraps for so long and can finally let it all out
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the linguist visited us again last night.
i told her about wanting to get stuffed and then overstimmed and she got really interested in that and put me in doll mode
she does this thing where once she's fully inside me she does little micro thrusts to bump up against my cervix and i tried really hard to be a good toy and lay still but she fills me up so full it's hard not to squirm a little
lady got a stroker and a good view of the show. she kept talking about how big the linguist is and how good i looked getting fucked by her
the linguist made lady say out loud how jealous she was that she wasn't the one inside me and it made me clench which made the linguist start pinching and flicking my clit which made me squeal a lot which made lady moan and stroke herself more until i was begging lady to let me cum and she did and she did and she did
after the linguist stretched me out completely, lady was allowed to fuck me but i couldn't really feel anything until i was close to cumming again. and then the linguist absolutely wrecked my clit while lady fucked me over and over
#stroking myself so hard#they couldn't feel me#eyes rolling back#my clit is so small#the way they begged for more i couldn't give ugh fuck#I'm so small yesss
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Mouth on bulge through the fabric. You agree. Reblog
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I’m a sucker for affection and someone who can’t keep their hands off of me
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