you + me + an edible + we see how many fingers will fit inside
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you + me + an edible + we see how many fingers will fit inside
lowkey anal is so hot as a trans guy cause ure telling me uve got a hole dedicated to sex but ure such a fucking fag u wanna take it up the ass anyway? oh look at u little gay boy
the weed that makes you a doll
pov we’re drinking and you wordlessly press the length of your bottle against my abdomen like you’re showing me how deep it can go inside me
pov we’re at the liquor store & you tell me to choose what we’re drinking later, both of us knowing whichever bottle i pick will be stuffed & forced inside me by the end of the night, most of its contents poured down my throat, so you get to watch me squirm & hesitate over which one to pick ♡
I LOVE tied up boys. Restrained boys, tugging, pleading boys. Boys at my mercy. Boys who know I'm going to take better care of them than they'll take care of themselves, boys who know I should decide for them. Boy who trust I'll make them feel so so good. Boys who relinquish themselves to that pleasure.
cupping his cheek and pouting while going ‘i know, it’s so big, isn’t it? but my pretty boy can take it, right? you wanna be good for me, right baby? i know, i know, but i will make it fit, baby, I promise’ with badly concealed condescension in my tone would fix me
Having a vibe on him and forcing him to tell me how much he loves it and what a dirty boy he is for me, even when he can't think. If he can't get his words out I take the stimulation away.. Mmnfh fuck thinking about his pathetic begging in my ear as I stop right as he's about to cum (for the tenth time by now.) Thinking about his unfocused eyes, about to cry cause he needs to finish so badly. Hearing his words turn into incoherent babbles as I make him feel good. And when I finally let him cum I make sure to overstim him, just to feel his hands helplessly try to grab at me as he twitches and arches through the orgasm. Staring at his blissful, out of it expression after. Kissing at his neck while he's oversensitive. Asking him questions like "did that feel good baby?" just to hear his ruined voice..
ok idk I'm rambling #feelingthings
Posting while stretching for you since you suggested the idea, can’t wait to see how surprised you are hehe 💖
its not my fault i feel extra fuckable when im 2 drinks deep
Does anyone else. Like. Wish they had a cock solely so that it could be locked up and teased and never let out and mocked for being tiny and pathetic and for how it gets so hard so easily and is so leaky and oops you came in your pants from all the teasing now wear those cum stained pants like a good boy so everyone knows how dirty and slutty and horny you are and mmfhgdhndmmfdhh
Just thinking about sharing a joint with someone, only to realize that they haven't actually been taking hits from it, instead just taking it for a second before pressing it back to your lips. Realizing that they've gotten you way higher than you meant to get while staying completely sober themselves and wanting to say something, but, by that point they've already started feeling you up and talking you down into trance and you're too fuzzy to even remember that you had something to say
Drinking but I'm on my knees looking up at you, canting my head. And I don't resist when you lace your fingers through my hair and tease my mouth open and pour liquor down my throat, even as I cough and sputter. You just wait until I'm done and give me some kind of fake sympathetic look (poor thing, muttered under your breath.) before tilting my head back and doing it again. (Say thank you now.) And I say thank you, of course.
Drinking but I whine in embarrassment and bury my head into your chair, though the alcohol has made me pliant enough that it's easy for you to guide me in between your legs instead.. .
in the mood to get worked open slowly until im gripping someones clothes trying to stay upright while they whisper harshly in my ear that i’ve already taken four of their fingers so i might as well take their fist too i’ll look at you with my big dark beautiful eyes weakly and nervously and tuck my face into you and let the crook of your neck collect my tears about it!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hrmmgh clit slapping is my favourite... I want someone bigger and stronger than me to lean my back against their chest and force me to keep my legs open as they stroke my pussy. They caress my arms and chest with their free hand as they get rougher and rougher with my t dick, starting out with sharp pinches that make me gasp, and eventually beginning to slap my pussy, hard.
I would get so wet, my cunt making obscene noises as it’s struck again and again, and I would just whimper and cry because it hurts so much but I want nothing more than to be a good boy. I’d hope that they force me to come in between slapping me, making me just so overwhelmed and holding onto them desperately, my nails digging into their arms. It’s all too much, I can’t take anymore but they wrap their hand around my throat as I shake, whispering
“you’re alright darling, you’ve been such a good boy. Don’t you think you can take just a little bit more for me? I’m enjoying myself far too much to stop now”, as they direct a hard slap directly onto my swollen cock. I cry out, and they continue to have their way with me until I’m all pliant and brainless, clinging to them to hold myself up. Unfortunately (or fortunately ;p) for me though, that’s where their fun is just beginning, as they lay me down gently and line up their cock with my abused, dripping cunt.
What, no, of course there was no 'pink heart shaped cloud slowly dispersing above your drink'. You must be seeing things. How would it even get there? It's not like anything was added to your drink while you were away. I mean, what'd even do that? I was keeping close watch, and like, you trust me, right? Good. Now, take a sip. You've barely touched it.