Character A separates from Character B to take a breather from the kiss, only to laugh in surprise when Character B starts pulling them on top of them.
"What are you doing?" they question, straddling Character B; feels Character B pressing against them. They blink, swallowing heavily; it doesn't take much for them to understand what that means, as they cautiously grind their hips down against Character B's, testing the waters.
Character B's hands sneak up their torso, hands cupping their clothed breasts, massaging them gently as Character A lets out soft little sighs and breathy moans, hips quickening with speed; ducking down to bury their face on Character B's neck every now and again out of embarrassment and to muffle the noises they were making.
"Wait, wait, wait," Character B breathes out, holding onto Character A's hips to stop them from moving. Character A sits up, looking down at them, heart skipping a beat at the way Character B stares up at them with hooded eyes. "We shouldn't be too loud, yeah? How about we go somewhere else?"
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currently suffering from a bfm abby brainrot…minors DNI
thinking about boyfriend’s mom!abby being woken up in the middle of the night by you, her eyes blinking open to see you standing by her side like a lost puppy.
“hey sweetheart, what’s the matter?” she whispers to you with a bit of concern.
“i-i um, i can’t sleep, ms. anderson…” you whisper back to her.
despite how dark it was, abby could visibly see that you were rubbing your thighs together, and she instantly got the message.
“come sit by me, sweetheart…i know how to help you get to sleep.”
and that’s how you got there, sitting in the bed of your boyfriend’s mother, fully naked and exposed against her chest with two of her fingers buried inside your wet cunt.
“listen to that pussy, sweetheart…does my son ever get you this worked up?” she asks, to which you shake your head no in response.
“my poor girl…looks like you really need to be taken care of, don’t you?”
the only sounds that were filling her room right now were your whines and the vulgar squelches of your pussy. you try your best to keep quiet and not wake your boyfriend up, but its hard to resist yourself with how abby’s fingers are hitting all of the right places inside you.
you accidentally let out a loud moan, and abby quickly covers your mouth from behind. “you have you be quiet for me now, princess…we don’t wanna wake andrew up now, do we?”
it didn’t even take 5 minutes for abby to get you to you reach your peak, your pussy instantly gushing and creaming onto her thick fingers as you cum with a muffled moan. abby then brings her hand from your mouth to your thigh, gently soothing it as she slowly pulls her fingers out of your cunt. she watches you from behind as your breathing becomes more shallow, and within seconds, you were fast asleep in her arms.
looks like you now have the perfect solution for your sleeping troubles.
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STORYTIME TO UNBURDEN MY DEMONS. I HAVE NEVER TOLD ANYONE THIS SO IT'S TIME FOR THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE ONLINE TO HEAR IT:
when i was 14 years old and in eighth grade, i got cast in the importance of being earnest as cecily, a main character who is 18. this was a mainstage show, so the rest of the cast were adults. it was an insanely huge honor and i was extremely proud of making the cut!! there was just one problem-
cecily shares a single very boring kiss with her love interest.
and my scene partner was 24.
PREEMPTIVELY, i Promise this is not going anywhere horrifying. my mom supervised all of the rehearsals and i was honestly excited to kiss an older man because i have problems. my scene partner had excellent boundaries and was very respectful. none of this was traumatic; if the environment had been toxic, i would've dropped out.
HOWEVER. my scene partner was VISCERALLY uncomfortable with kissing a 14-year-old. as pretty much any chill 24-year-old man would be.
so. i got it into my head that he'd be less uncomfortable if he was kissing a high schooler than a middle schooler. (this distinction seems very prominent when you're in eighth grade and much less prominent when you are 24.)
so when the other cast members asked me what grade i was in. i told them i was a freshman in high school.
.....and one of the other cast had worked at my district's high school before.
so i had to, um. continually make up information about my classes and classmates and teachers.
for months.
.......and i got away with it.
...............until.
the cast party.
at which point my mom casually mentioned that i'd been cast as a lead in my middle school's show for that year.
and so the former teacher was like, "oh, you're dropping down from high school to do it??"
and my mom, so blankly, unaware that she was about to Ruin My Entire Shit Forever, was like, ".....no??? kitkat's in middle school??"
and he went, ".......oh!"
DEAD FUCKING SILENCE.
FROM EVERYONE.
DEAD SILENCE REIGNED.
NO ONE SAID A WORD.
IF ANY OF YOU THINK YOU'VE EVER BEEN EMBARRASSED-
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