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Some people are always shocked, like, "Whoa, how can you like it when it hurts? You scream and cry, it can't be pleasurable!"
And I'm like, "Ever scream on a roller coaster? Or wince when eating a spicy burger or sour lemon pie?"
Yeah, I scream and cry, but it's part of the thrill. Just because something makes you react intensely doesn’t mean it isn't deliciously fun.
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http-anti · 1 year
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Pushing Limits [ x ]
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Everyone knew it was going to happen, they just didn't know when. Marvin and Chase had given the others in the house a little warning, saying that they were planning on having a little fun at some point during the day, they just weren't sure when. Whenever the mood struck just right, they supposed. But this way, no one would be caught too off guard.
All of them happened to be home today and they were currently watching a show, all cuddled up to each other in the living room. Marvin was watching the screen but their mind ended up elsewhere, thinking about the few things they had discussed with Chase earlier. It started off fairly innocent but one thing led to another and now they were very much in the mood to stir the metaphorical pot.
Hm... what to do?
An idea seemed to hit them and Marvin smiled a tad bit to themselves as they put their little plan into action. They turned where they sat, practically turning their back to Chase who was sitting on their left and cuddling up to the person on their right, who just so happened to be Henrik. Their arms wrapped around his, holding it gently before they leaned over to pepper a few light kisses on the doctor's jaw.
Now, it wasn't unusual for Marvin to be affectionate, but the fact that they completely turned away from Chase was what made it a tad bit strange. They even pulled back a little to look at Henrik's face, biting their lip slightly.
"You're so gorgeous, Henny~" they hummed softly.
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protabaradventure · 11 months
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In the heart of the woods, a story of sheer will unfolds. A single leg takes on miles of untamed paths, proving that 'can't' is just a mindset. This is for everyone who thinks they're held back. What's your excuse?
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slagduroc · 1 year
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Dante tells you, 'You better keep up!' as you sigh in exasperation. He's pushing you to be your best, but his grueling schedule has left you exhausted. 😓
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sagosh · 4 months
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If a man must die, then let him die while he does the thing that he loves the most.
May the mountains keep you well.
Cheruiyot Kirui you have conquered your last summit 🌱
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my-movies · 7 days
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goodoldbandit · 21 days
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Breaking Boundaries on Two Wheels: Carl Reese's Record-Breaking Ride
https://gob.stayingalive.in/revving-up-knowledge-unveil/breaking-boundaries-on-two.html Discover Carl Reese’s inspiring journey of riding 2,116.5 miles in 24 hours, breaking boundaries, and setting new standards for motorcyclists worldwide. Carl Reese: A Modern-Day Motorcycle Legend: The Man Behind the Record-Breaking Feat Carl Reese isn’t just any rider; he’s a relentless adventurer who dares…
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wocado · 7 years
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One finds limits
One finds limits
Herbert A. Simon quotes, challenge, challenge quotes, moving forth, perseverence, perseverence quotes, limits, limits quotes, pushing limits, pushing limits quotes, moving forth quotes, Herbert A. Simon #PICTUREQUOTES, #QUOTES
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evangelust · 11 months
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Sometimes…. you Hot Transgender Sex too close to the sun…..
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It was the kind of night where Nellie completely takes control, and I give myself over to her without hesitation, without limits.
It started with the ɢɪɴɢᴇʀ ʀᴏᴏᴛ. She didn’t go easy on me, not for a second. First, she applied it to my clit and labia, the burn so immediate and intense, but oh so good. Every nerve was suddenly aflame, as Nellie held me firm, her hand pressing the root against me until I was moaning.
And then, she shoved the root inside me. That’s when the real pain hit. There was this open wound inside, just at the entrance, and as soon as the ginger touched it, it felt like a small fire. The burn was getting stronger and I could feel the wound bleeding, the blood mixing with the burning spice, making everything so much more intense.
But Nellie wasn’t satisfied with just that. So, she brought out ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪʟᴅᴏ — a thick, 2.6-inch beast that made me wetter the moment I saw it. My body was already so raw, so sensitive, and I wanted more, I felt the anticipation of pain building inside me. I knew she wanted to hear me scream. And when she started to fuck me with it, that’s exactly what I did.
It felt like I was being torn apart, the burn from the ginger was still there, and now the dildo stretching me to my breaking point. Every thrust sent shockwaves of pain through my body, so intense that I was drenched in sweat in minutes, gripping the sheets like they were the only thing keeping me grounded. I screamed, again and again, the sound raw and desperate, echoing through the room. And Nellie? She was ecstatic. “Finally found a way to make you scream,” she said with a grin.
She didn’t let up, didn’t slow down, even as I sobbed that it hurt. “You know it has to hurt, Sammy. You’re only allowed to come when you’re in pain," she reminded me, making my walls clench from arousal. And fuck, it hurt so much, every movement of that dildo making me feel like I was being split in two, but I loved it. I loved that she had this power over me, that she could make me scream and cry out in ways no one else could.
Then, she took out the dildo, and her hand started pressing into me, and soon enough, she was ꜰɪꜱᴛɪɴɢ me hard. The stretch was cruel, and she was hitting my cervix with every brutal thrust. I couldn’t stop the tears this time — just three small, silent tears, but they were enough. They were proof of how deep she’d pushed me, how completely she’d broken me down.
I hated it, and I loved it. I wanted to beg her to stop, to give me a moment to breathe, but at the same time, all I could think about was how much I wanted this.
ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀꜱ, ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛ.
I wanted her to break me further, to push me until there was nothing left but the pain and my sobs.
And after everything — after the ginger, the dildo, the fisting — when I finally came, it was like my entire body exploded. Twice. The pain was so good, so unbelievably good, that I couldn’t hold back, couldn’t stop the waves of pleasure that crashed over me.
And even now, I’m still thinking about it, craving it again, knowing that no one else could ever make me feel like this but her.
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🏋️‍♂️ Sore But Strong! 💪🔥
Had another successful back day at the gym, but those leg day soreness and glute gains from yesterday are still reminding me they're here to stay!
It's wonderful agony, a reminder of the hard effort and dedication required to be your best. Here's to accepting the grind and relishing every pain and reward!
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applestruda · 5 months
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skannar · 1 year
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Ascending the Face : Minute Fiction
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plumingpoetree · 1 year
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Making History
My bones are black Chapped with the ashes of my past They stack up like a house of cards The soot dribbles from their sinews No gust of wind can whisk asunder The faith that bids them continue And weave the tapestry of time –Oh weave a tapestry of time That steals all my blunder away Until the victory is all mine And I am the captain of my fate Cobbled streets, Paved roads, Pedestrians abound,…
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bugcatcherkit · 2 months
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Man that sure is a Situation where two 14 year olds push the limits of each other’s trauma responses until they both reach extreme breaking points. and then they deal with the aftermath basically all by themselves. Isn't that super awesome and totally not kinda fucked up at all.
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dontfrickindoxme · 3 months
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human(-ish) designs again, cute baby protags edition
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