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You pick me up from my girls' night out. I'm visibly tipsy and high. You're making fun of me, playing with me. Suddenly we stop, and you look at me with a look that scares me. I know what's going to happen. You're going to use me, and that's exactly what I want.

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really need to be bent over and fucked relentlessly actually

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"oh, are you still eating her out?"

silence, because yeah, of course i was

"well, i guess we didn't ever tell you to stop, did we?"

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Something about hearing her whining “fuck me” over and over again….mmmm….

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Don't let my respect fool you, I will happily tie you up and turn you into a nonverbal and marked mess. ✨

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I think feeling you get hard in my mouth will fix me but idk... I might have to test it out

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jerk her off when you're spooning her

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why is cumming too fast even viewed as a problem. like wow, you sure were eager :) now do that again. and again. and again. and again.

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i need to lez oooouuuut i'm high and i wanna lay around with tgirls and cuddle and kiss and laugh and listen to music and pass joints around and shotgun hits and aaaaaaaa

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"oh, are you still eating her out?"

silence, because yeah, of course i was

"well, i guess we didn't ever tell you to stop, did we?"

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sloooooooowly working up to fisting someone

making sure every moment is drenched in lube, teasing and circling their opening until they’re all but begging for you to do something, anything.

gently slipping in the first finger, tight heat gripping you as you push in farther and farther. watching your finger disappear all the way to the knuckle, coaxing them open so sweetly. the pathetic noises they make as you force them to be patient and take what you give them.

finally pulling out to a whine, slapping their thigh in warning before lubing up again and pressing in with two fingers. finding that textured spot that makes their breathing hitch and focusing there, until their moans become incoherent.

a third finger finally makes them tense around you slightly, the stretch a bit more this time. taking the time to properly fuck them open, listening to the way the lube makes those slick, wet noises as you rock your hand into them.

your pinky doesn’t take much to add, and the way they respond sounds like music to your ears. every panted breath, every “oh, fuck”, how they clench around you with every press inward.

when your thumb begins to trace their hole gently, their entire body tenses in expectation. instead, you keep twisting, stroking the opening again and again, feeling the muscles give beneath you. the widest part of your hand starts to slip in all on its own, the wetness of the lube helping ease the way until finally - your entire hand is inside of them.

the deep, animalistic groan they give, the way they flutter around your hand, the obscene noise as your slick hand moves inside of them, the visual of it all? you can’t help but speed up the pace, relishing in the way they strangle your hand inside of them.

“that’s it, sweetheart. lean up on your hands for me, i want you to see how well you’re taking me.”

when they peer between their legs at you, at the way your hand moves inside, at the feral grin that tips your mouth, at the way they’ve enveloped you up to your wrist - the “oooohhhhhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuuuck” that leaves their mouth is nothing short of a revelation.

you’ve always told them that they’d look so good spread open like this. and you’re never wrong.

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can’t stop thinking about you in my lap

skirt hitched up so you can straddle me properly. my hands on your thighs, nails pressed into the skin just enough.

you’ve lit up a joint for us to share, taking long drags and exhaling them directly into my mouth.

every hit has my hands inching further north, grip tight on your thighs, hips, waist. holding you as close as possible, just barely restraining myself from chasing after your lips when you pull back.

the smirk on your face tells me you’re enjoying watching me struggle, which only makes me want you more.

i can handle this. i can.

so what if your skin is so soft under my hands and your tits are an inch from my mouth and your lips taste like smoke and my sanity is hanging by a thread?

i can be good.

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concept: a shy boy moaning pathetically each time you touch a certain spot and turning bright red every time because he’s trying so hard to keep it in but it just feels so good and he can’t help himself

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"load-bearing mutual" well not yet, but with your help-

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pushing your knee in between their thighs to create some friction while you’re making out, just to hear their muffled pathetic little moans.

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sucking his dick until he’s got his head rolled back and his hand in my hair and his hips thrusting upwards so he can get his cock as far down my throat as possible

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Hey... anyone want to sneak into a church late at night and fuck me on the altar? Please I need to replace Christ in a church as an object of worship