Android Erotica

[ohlittledemon]

What if I… tied you to a chair.. then rode you while I sucked on your neck and moaned softly into your ear the whole time?.. haha just kidding… unless..? 👀

[laurawful]

need to turn a confident top into a mindless drooling sex toy actually.

[moldedover]

imagine being sat at the edge of the bed, being denied for hours while your denier is knelt between your legs, just kissing the insides of your thighs. not touching where you need, only letting out soft breaths to make your tdick throb. watching them be so close making you throb and drool, but never actually pleasuring you.

[angel-in-your-basement]

Having a crush on someone when you have fucked up kinks is so embarrassing bc you’re just like “wow they’re so cute I want them to get off on the way I cry while they fuck me”

[angel-in-your-basement]

Also highly recommend looking thru the reblogs on this one cause so many people add their own versions, and the dom / sadist versions especially just fuckin tickle me. I love y’all bunch of perverts

[angel-in-your-basement]

You folks get me

[sweetkittengirl]

down so bad for her she got me soaking wet at work again, encouraging me to slowly grind on my chair so no one would notice, the seam of my tight jeans pressing so good against my clit, telling me the dirty things she wants to do with me... didn't think it was possible to cum like that, soft and slow and gentle... fuck, it was amazing

[thishighlifee]

i wanna play how many fingers can we fit🤤

[pr3ttypunisherr]

i’ve been teasing you all night.

little things. nothing anyone else at this party would notice. my hand on the small of your back when i passed you a drink. my mouth close to your ear when i leaned in to say something that didn’t need to be said that quietly. the way i’d catch your eye from across the room and hold it just a second too long before looking away like nothing happened.

you knew what i was doing. i could tell by the way you kept biting your bottom lip. by the way you kept finding reasons to drift back toward me. by the way you’d finally just given up entirely and settled into my lap like that was where you were going to spend the rest of the night and you were done pretending otherwise.

and then you felt it.

i watched it happen. the subtle shift in your expression. you’d gone still. sitting back slightly. adjusting your weight. feeling it again. your breath catching just barely. quiet enough that nobody around us heard anything.

i said nothing. kept my arm around your waist. kept the conversation going with whoever i was talking to. like i had no idea what was happening to you right now.

you shifted again. just slightly. testing. pressing down just a little. feeling the pressure of it against you. your fingers tightening on my arm.

“not yet, bunny.” i said it low. right against your ear.

you stilled immediately. but i felt your thighs press together. felt how tense you’d gotten. and i knew exactly what that meant.

good.

the rest of the night was its own kind of slow torture and i want you to know i enjoyed every second of it. keeping you right there in my lap while the party went on around us like normal. talking to people. laughing at things. completely at ease while you sat on top of me and tried to breathe normally and felt me beneath you every single time you shifted your weight. every time someone said something funny and you moved without thinking. every time you tried to subtly grind down just slightly and i’d press my palm flat and heavy against your hip. not moving you. stopping you. reminding you.

not yet.

you leaned back into me at some point. mouth finding my jaw. your voice so quiet only i could hear it. “please.” barely even a word. just breath. “i can’t anymore. please.”

i let you wait exactly five more seconds.

then i stood up. hand finding yours. “bathroom.” quiet enough that nobody looked up from their conversations.

i didn’t take you to the bathroom.

i found the empty bedroom at the end of the hall instead. the door had barely clicked shut behind us before i was turning you around and pressing you back against it. hands on either side of your face. just looking at you for a second. taking you in. your warm cheeks. your eyes already glassy with how worked up you were. your lips slightly parted.

then i kissed you.

slow at first. savoring every moment. hands cupping your face. feeling you melt into it immediately. feeling the desperation in the way you kissed back. fingers gripping my shirt. trying to pull me closer. trying to make it faster.

pulling back just slightly.

“slow.” so soft. against your lips. “we have time.”

a frustrated sound. hands still gripping my shirt.

kissing you again. slower this time. deeper. one hand sliding down your neck. feeling your pulse racing under my palm. feeling you shiver when my fingers curl gently around your throat. not tight. just present. feeling you go completely pliant against the door at that.

staying like that for a while. just kissing you. hand loose around your throat. feeling your pulse. feeling you get more and more desperate and doing nothing to help you with it.

finally pulling back. turning you around. one hand between your shoulder blades pressing you gently toward the edge of the bed. your hands finding the comforter and grabbing it.

standing behind you. running my hands up the backs of your thighs slowly. pushing your dress up. taking my time touching every inch of skin as it’s revealed. feeling you tremble under my palms.

unzipping your dress slowly. letting it pool at your feet.

running my hands up your sides. your waist. your stomach. finding your breasts. cupping them warm and slow. feeling you arch back into me immediately.

pressing my mouth to your shoulder. your neck. kissing up to your ear while my hands work slow and deliberate. thumbs brushing over your nipples. feeling them harden immediately. feeling you press back harder against me.

“so pretty.” against your neck. “so perfect.”

a muffled sound. pressing back harder.

rolling your nipples slowly between my fingers. feeling you squirm. feeling the sounds you’re trying to keep in building in your throat. pinching just slightly. feeling you gasp and grab at my hands. not to stop me. just needing somewhere to put it.

spending time there. taking my time. learning every small reaction. the way your breathing changed when i did this. the way your hips shifted when i did that. building you up slowly and deliberately before i’d even touched you where you needed it most.

finally sliding one hand down. pulling your underwear aside.

running two fingers through you slowly.

pausing.

“look at this.” so quiet. almost to myself. feeling how absolutely soaked you are. how warm. how needy. “you’ve been like this all night, haven’t you.” not a question. “sitting in my lap. feeling me underneath you. getting yourself this worked up.”

you nodded into the comforter. a desperate muffled sound building in your throat.

pressing those two fingers inside you slowly. feeling you clench around them immediately. your hips pushing back before you could stop yourself.

curling them. finding that spot. staying right there.

the sound you made into the comforter. swallowed immediately. body pressing back harder.

working them slow and deep. feeling you get even wetter around my fingers. your hips rolling back trying to get more. trying to get deeper.

adding my thumb to your clit. slow lazy circles. feeling your whole body jolt.

“stay quiet for me, baby” gentle. warm

a desperate nod.

working both at once. fingers curling deep while my thumb moved steady and slow on your clit. feeling you climb. feeling how close you were getting already from hours of buildup.

stopping completely.

a broken sound. hips chasing desperately.

“not yet.” so soft. rubbing slow soothing circles on your hip. “not yet baby.”

a shaky exhale. trying to come back down.

letting you. taking my time. pressing kisses along your spine while you breathed. while your body settled just enough.

then starting again.

fingers pressing back inside you. deeper this time. curling immediately. finding that spot and staying. my other hand coming around to your breast. rolling your nipple while my fingers worked you. feeling you completely fall apart trying to stay quiet.

building you up again. slow and deliberate. watching your hips move. watching your hands fist in the comforter. listening to every small sound you were swallowing.

getting you right to the edge.

stopping again.

the sound you made this time. desperate. hips grinding against nothing. “please—” barely audible. “please, i need you”

“i know.” so gentle. so unbothered. pressing a kiss to your spine. “i know you do.”

waiting. letting you come back down again. keeping one hand warm and still on your hip. the other tracing slow patterns on your back.

“please.” smaller now. wrecked. “please daddy please i’ve been so good—”

“you have.” turning you around gently. sitting you on the edge of the bed. tilting your chin up. “you’ve been so good.”

kissing you again. deep and slow. hand finding your throat again. feeling your pulse hammering under my palm. fingers curling just slightly tighter this time. feeling you moan into my mouth.

pulling my hand back. pressing two fingers to your lips.

watching you take them without hesitation. your mouth closing around them. sucking slow and soft and automatic. eyes half closed. already so far gone.

holding your gaze. reaching down with my free hand. lining myself up.

pressing in slowly.

the sound you made around my fingers. swallowed entirely. your hands flying to my arms and gripping hard. your whole body going rigid trying to process being this full after being edged this long.

staying still. letting you adjust. fingers still in your mouth. holding you there. letting you feel it.

“breathe.” so soft. “i’ve got you.”

a shaky exhale around my fingers. your grip on my arms loosening slightly.

starting to move.

slow deep rolls of my hips at first. pressing you back onto the bed slightly with each one. my free hand moving to your breast. thumb working your nipple in time with each thrust. watching your back arch. watching you try so hard to stay quiet with my fingers still in your mouth giving you something to focus on. something to hold onto.

reaching down. finding your clit with my free hand. starting slow. wide lazy circles that made your hips stutter.

picking up the rhythm slightly. watching your eyes flutter.

“look at me.” waiting until your eyes found mine. glassy and desperate and so beautiful. “stay with me.”

working your clit in tighter circles now. faster. feeling you clench around me hard.

then slowing back down. wide and lazy again.

watching you make a sound around my fingers. frustrated. desperate.

“i know.” not stopping. “i know baby.”

varying it. slow and wide. then tight and fast. then slow again. learning exactly which rhythm made your thighs shake the most. which one made your hips chase it. which one made your eyes roll back before you caught yourself.

pulling my fingers from your mouth. replacing them with my mouth instead. kissing you deep while my hips kept moving. while my fingers kept working your clit. swallowing every sound you made.

feeling you get close. the way you clenched tighter. the way your hips started moving more desperately. meeting every thrust. chasing my fingers at the same time.

pulling back from the kiss. mouth at your ear.

“not yet.” fingers slowing completely. hips stilling.

a sob. actual tears now. hands gripping me desperately. “pleaseplease i can’t… please daddy please—”

“i’ve got you.” so warm. so certain. rubbing slow circles on your hip. “i’ve got you sweetheart. just a little longer. you’re doing so well. so so well.”

staying still while you trembled. while you tried to breathe. while your body screamed for what i was keeping from you.

pressing a kiss to your forehead. your cheek. the corner of your mouth.

“okay.” finally. so soft. “okay baby. you’ve been so good. you’ve earned it.”

fingers finding your clit again. fast this time. no more teasing. no more varying. just tight fast circles while my hips started moving again. deep and steady and giving you everything i’d been keeping back.

“cum for me.” right against your ear. “you can let go. i’ve got you.”

you fell apart completely.

the sounds you made swallowed against my shoulder. your whole body shuddering. clenching around me so hard. soaking onto my strap completely. hips still moving through it. grinding down onto me. working yourself through every single wave without stopping. legs shaking. tears sliding down. hands gripping me so tight.

staying right there. not stopping. working you through every last second of it.

until finally you stilled.

breathing hard against my shoulder. completely undone.

holding you there. both arms around you. rubbing your back slow. pressing kisses to your hair. your temple. your cheek.

“so good.” so warm. so soft. “you were so good tonight. so patient. so perfect.”

you laughed. breathless and wrecked and a little teary still. hiding your face in my neck.

keeping you there. not rushing. just holding you. letting you come all the way back.

[sex-obsessed-lesbian]

Fffff

[anotherprettyfemme]

can you feel it? how badly i need you?

my legs spread on either side of your thigh. your arms wrapped lazily around my waist, with my face nuzzled deep in the crook of your neck. those little breathy whimpers while my hips rock back and forth. slow at first. almost unaware i was doing it.

like my body instinctively needed you, even when my mind hadn’t caught up yet.

i felt you hum, low..in the back of your throat. pressing a kiss to my hair while i kept moving. little noises slipping out while you felt the telltale dampness pooling on your thigh.

“oh baby..look at you,” you smirked, carding a hand through my hair and holding my chin, tilting me back so our eyes met. mine were hazy, needy. a pout tugging on my lips.

“so pathetic, you’re so wet..and just from rutting against my thigh..” i heard you tease, and i whined. but didn’t stop. if anything the movements became more erratic. desperate. another whimper, something incoherent.

but then i felt your hand on my chin, forcing my gaze up. “open.” one word, and i obliged immediately. feeling you push two fingers in and my lips closed around them. head bobbing slightly as i coated them, my tongue swirling around. i watched your breath hitch.

there i was..all stupidly doe eyed and needy for you. two fingers in my mouth while your other hand dug into the soft flesh of my hip, guiding me as i rocked back and forth. feeling the vibrations of every moan around your fingers.

“oh there you are baby,” you praised, my eyes staying locked on yours. “such..a good girl,” and i nodded. dark lashes fluttering closed the moment you shifted my weight, my clit now pressed directly against your thigh. the only thing between us, that thin, soaked piece of fabric.

“can you cum like this baby? rubbing your pretty cunt through your panties with two fingers in your mouth like a good girl?”

i pouted slightly. it would have been almost endearing. if my lips weren’t coated in spit and my panties weren’t so wet they were clinging to every fold.

you knew what i wanted. i wanted you..you to do it. to guide me. you tsked, a cocky smirk on your lips.

“you will. you can do it. c’mon pretty girl..cum for me..just..like this”

[eyebrowgod-deactivated20181204]

I found a pin of a lady getting ate out by the moon on my moms dresser

[nollimet]

come on, lets give the robot a hand! you can get it as a sticker here!

[prettysheepy]

Thinking about laying in bed and getting a massage.

You offered. Saw I was tense and heard me complaining about being sore and you decided to do something about it. So now Im laying face-down in your bed, my clothes gone (because it’s a massage isnt it? Just a massage~) and Im waiting for you to touch me.

You start at my shoulders, press out every knot until Im soft and pliant, making your way further down while I moan for you. Down my ribcage and my waist, to the thick swell of my hips and ass, pressing against every divot and curve of soft, needy flesh.

Eventually, when Im so pliant and floaty and relaxed you’ll go for your actual prize. You’ll spread my ass and look at my tight pussy, my hole wet and tight and clearly needy. I’ll whine and fluster at you looking, but you’ll hush me and tell me to sit still—you need to loosen me up everywhere don’t you? I need to be a good girl and let you give me what I clearly need—what I must obviously be begging you for.

You prepared a toy for this, didn’t you? Of course you did—you grabbed my biggest dildo off the shelf, knowing that when you forced my pussy to stretch around it that I would cry and moan so beautifully for you. And I absolutely do—with you straddled across my legs like this, theres nothing I can do but ball my fists and sob into the mattress as you cram each and every single inch into my tight little hole. Oh I’ll squirm and whine all right—but once you pop that thick knot into me, I’ll finally fall still and just moan so sweetly as I submit to letting you massage my insides too 🥰❤️

[angelbumbum]

on this blog we support men whining. men squirming! men whimpering!!

[grimygrimygrimy]

no I dont want a daddy I want an ethically grey scientist who's developing an unprofessionally and inappropriately close bond with the subject (me) despite their better judgement and the warnings of their colleagues

[jukeboxemcsa]

Toni Experiences Role Reversal

"w-wait…." Toni mumbled, her voice slurred and sleepy as she struggled to stir her feeble mind into even a single coherent thought. "s-something's not… not, um…." She trailed off into silence when her client slowly, sensuously traced her tongue along the curve of Toni's surprisingly sensitive ear, the unexpected sensation popping whatever notion Toni was trying to form before she could come to a conclusion. She felt the other woman's slick, oiled-up body rubbing against hers, and that stirred an undefinable sense of wrongness again but Toni was too comfortable lying face-down on the massage table to really follow it. She couldn't even open her eyes right now, much less work out what had happened.

It did eventually occur to her just how rarely she was in this position--usually it was women like Miss Gandy who lay there, limp and insensate on the padded table, and Toni was the one who remained awake and aware and in control of the situation. She vaguely remembered the other woman saying something to her about that, about how common it must be to watch her clients slowly descend into a deep trance as the sensation of warm, strong fingers against their skin relaxed every bit of tension out of their feet, their calves, their thighs…. Miss Gandy had described it in such vivid detail that Toni could have sworn she was actually feeling each caress, and all while lying on her back with her legs parted in a way Toni couldn't help thinking of as slightly lewd.

But Toni's memory got a little bit foggy after that, and she once again tried to stir her sluggish brain into some kind of comprehension as she muttered, "…did i, um… why did i….?" before her mind simply collapsed into confusion leaving the question unframed. She knew she was lying on her own massage table, she knew her body was coated in massage oil and Miss Gandy was on top of her rubbing it into her own slick flesh, but the details were muddled and jumbled. She couldn't quite remember whether the waves of lethargy crumbled her will into obedient indolence before or after she took her clothes off, or when exactly she slipped and stumbled in her efforts to remain standing and her client suggested a few moments of rest. Just to clear her head, although obviously that hadn't gone well.

Toni couldn't understand why she was having so many problems thinking right now, but she assumed it was because she was a weak-willed, horny slut who just needed her pussy played with. She didn't know why that single and particular notion stayed fixed in her head like the North Star while so many of her other thoughts crumbled into oblivion, either, but Miss Gandy kept murmuring softly in her ears and it just tangled up her mind faster than she could sort herself out and make sense of what was happening to her. That was probably because she was a dumb slut too, and Toni's legs spread wider and wider in anticipation of the caress that she knew she craved far too badly to ever resist. Being touched by Miss Gandy would absolutely wreck her for any other pleasure, Toni realized, fully crystalizing her new identity as a fucktoy… and with a tiny start, she discovered that she couldn't imagine wanting anything more.

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[good-boy-333]

I think turning someone on and not getting them off is really fun...like yeah, you should just stay needy and fuzzy, there really isnt a need for you to think :3 and if they start calming down and returning to normal, grope them, bite them, and then leave them a mess again ^-^

[evilgoblinbff]

wanna get too high with some handsy friends

[loth-caatgirl]

wanna get handsy with a too-high friend

[laurawful]

hey is it cool if I just. yeah, stop you from thinking for a bit? I just wanna see how glassy I can get your eyes looking. I might put my fingers in your mouth just to watch you drool around them. it's cool if I also grope you a bit right? you're not saying anything so I'm assuming you agree. good girl <3