mock sympathy.
mean flirting.
a shut up kiss.
condescending praise.
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mock sympathy.
mean flirting.
a shut up kiss.
condescending praise.
The urge to hold down her hips and fuck her through her orgasm, listening to her pretty cries as I turn her into my mindless little slut with my strap.
nothing’s hotter than putting a hand over someone’s mouth to muffle their moans and screams while i push into them. feeling their breath against my palm. just watching their eyes roll back as they suffocate on their own pleasure. leaning down to whisper “shut up and take it for me” straight into their ear.
the instant change in your face when you realize i’ve had enough of your little mouth. you want to be a handful today. an attitude kind of day? fine, i’ll put that energy to use. it turns me on anyway and deep down you know it.
i’m pinning your wrists to the headboard, bunching up my own panties and stuffing them right into your pretty mouth to shut you up for good. “there. that’s much better. mommy’s so sick of hearing you whine. look at how sweet and quiet you are now” but instead of looking worried, your eyes are gleaming with pure mischief. you literally smirk around the fabric, narrowing your eyes at me like you’re daring me to do worse. you look so pathetic and small trapped under me, it’s exactly where you want to be. biting down on the lace, eyes watering as i pull your legs completely apart.
i don’t even bother warming you up properly. i just start slapping your pussy. the loud and wet sound of my palm against your skin echoing. you let out a muffled high pitched screech into the makeshift gag. but the second my hand pauses, you use your jaw to aggressively spit my panties right out onto the pillow. looking straight up at me, breathless with a smug grin across your lips. "is that all you got? my own hand hits harder than that"
i jaw drop for a second before my grip tightens on your thigh, pinning you down “you’re really in the mood to test me, you really think you’re in control here” i give your pussy a few more slaps, then stop for a split second, just to watch you bite your lip to keep from crying from the lingering sting.
“aww are those tears princess? did that hurt my sweet girl?” i coo brushing a damp curl away from your forehead with so much tenderness before i casually spit directly onto the sting and shove three fingers deep inside you. “cry if you need to baby. let it out for me don’t hold back” the way your body violently arches and clamps around my hand when my cold spit hits where it stings.
the heat of my fingers already driving deep inside you. even then, you choke out a shaky desperate laugh against my neck "god your fingers are freezing... you need to work on your circulation mommy" sarcasm filling your voice. “keep taking it since you want to be a needy little brat today. let’s see how long you can keep that smart mouth open”
your tears are tracking into your hair because the overstimulation is frying your brain. trembling so hard and helpless, suffocating on your own muffled groans. but you're still trying to tilt your hips into it, fighting me for the rhythm. i just lean down and kiss your tear soaked cheek. the whiplash of the softness and the meanness completely confusing you.
i whisper right against your ear “nobody quiets that mind of yours better than me, is that right? i love how easily you break. you’re doing so well for me baby” i pick up the pace, my three fingers driving deep inside your aching pussy. you’re choking on your own breath, your fingers clawing uselessly against the headboard as your climax starts crashing down on you. hips twitching violently, trying to slam up against my hand. still stubbornly trying to take the lead but instead of letting you rest or slowing down, i push even harder. i lock my thumb down on your clit. grinding into it while hammering my fingers inside you.
“that’s it cum for me baby. let it all out. show me what a good girl you are” you’re clamping around my hand in violent waves as your orgasm tears you to absolute pieces. your voice screaming out my name, totally losing character for a few seconds.
but i don’t stop. the second the first wave hits, you try to squirm away. your thighs shaking from the sensitivity. you’re sobbing and thrashing your head against the pillows. the moment you catch your breath, that stubborn energy flares right back up. "baby stop please, please stop... ok fine, you won it hurts let me go you've had your fun" “i know it hurts sweetheart. but i didn't tell you we were done princess” i whisper as i press a gentle kiss to your lips, tasting your own tears.
i lean all my weight into you, pinning you down so hard you can barely move your hips. i keep the exact same brutal pace. my fingers pumping deep into your hyper sensitive pussy while my thumb relentlessly abuses your swollen clit. “you have another in you don’t you? give me another one and you’re forgiven”
this is the exact moment your attitude finally breaks. the sheer overstimulation completely strips away your sarcasm. your voice cracks, caught in that agonizing place where the pleasure is so intense it feels like torture. all your smart ass defenses totally melting away.
"please, i can't... i genuinely can’t go again, please i'll be good, i promise no more talking back, just stop" “you’re already being so good baby. look at how greedy your pussy is, still so wet” i drive my fingers even deeper “you're going to cum again because i told you to. tell me you want it. tell me you're my needy little whore” completely defeated and entirely consumed by the feeling. you desperately obey, repeating the words back to me through your sobs.
i go even faster, driving you straight into a second climax before your body can even process the first one. your eyes completely roll back into your head as an even more violent orgasm fractures through your entire body. you're just a sobbing mess beneath me. i trace a thumb over your trembling lower lip, pulling you close against my chest to let you finally catch your breath. “there we go. look how sweet and well behaved you are when mommy takes your attitude away”
i wanna drive my girl insane with a mix of soft praise and degradation.
“you’re such a dumb girl, aren’t you pretty?”
“that’s right — shut your little brain off and just follow my orders.”
"such a good toy for me to play with, so cute.”
“Look at me”
“Use your words”
“Good girl”
“Come here…”
“That’s my pretty girl”
“Don’t get shy now”
“I won’t ask again”
“Get on your knees”
“Don’t move, darling”
“Just like that”
“Faster baby”
“You’re mine”
“That’s my girl”
“Say please”
“I’m not done”
Things I Need:
1: Attention 2: An Orgasm 3: $10,000,000
Why did I get so horny when I was in her car in the passenger seat with her hand on my thigh playing loud ass 90s alternative metal music while she was driving really fast while the sun was setting and we were going back to her place after being at the beach all day 😵💫
i want to fuck my pretty girl’s mouth with my fingers, watch her gag and choke all over them, looking up at me desperately to show how good she is while she tries to suck even more eagerly.
A ‘yes, ma’am’ boy who is a butch lesbian.
thorough pussy inspections before sex becoming our ritual. you, naked on the bed, waiting. me taking my time. “spread your legs for me, baby. let me see if you’re ready.” you obeying immediately, thighs falling open. me settling between your legs, just looking first. appreciating the view. “such a pretty girl.” my hands on your inner thighs, stroking gently. “stay still for me, sweetheart. need to do a proper inspection.” starting slowly, deliberately. one finger sliding through your lips, barely touching. just tracing, exploring. “let’s see how wet you are.” running my finger up and down, gathering your wetness. you already squirming slightly. “still, baby. i need to check thoroughly.” continuing those touches, feeling you getting wetter under my attention. “good girl. responding so well already.” sliding my finger more between your lips, separating them gently. looking closely, examining. “so pretty, baby. look how wet you’re getting just from me touching like this.” circling your clit lightly, watching you gasp. “sensitive here?” you nodding, trying to stay still like i asked. “good to know.” moving lower, finger circling your hole. “let’s check how ready you are inside, sweetheart.” pushing one finger in slowly, so slowly. watching it disappear. “so tight, baby. good girl.” pumping gently, feeling your walls. “you’re gripping my finger so nicely.” adding a second finger carefully. “let’s see if you can take more.” pushing both in, curling them slightly. “that’s it. taking my fingers so well.” you whimpering, hips wanting to move. “stay still, baby. i’m not done inspecting yet.” continuing to pump my fingers slowly, expertly. feeling every inch of you inside. “you’re so wet, sweetheart. soaking my fingers.” pulling them out to look at them, showing you how they glisten. “see? look how ready you are.” pushing them back inside, deeper this time. “let me check a bit more.” curling them up, finding that spot. you gasping, trying hard not to move. “found it. good.” rubbing there deliberately, watching your reaction. “you’re doing so well staying still for me, baby. such a good girl.” adding a third finger, stretching you. “need to make sure you can take what i’m going to give you.” pushing all three in slowly. “that’s it. open up for me, sweetheart.” you whimpering, so close to begging. “almost done with the inspection, baby. be patient.” fucking you slowly with three fingers, feeling how wet and ready you are. “perfect. you’re absolutely perfect.” pulling my fingers out finally, you whining at the loss. “inspection complete, sweetheart. you’re ready for me now.” you looking desperate, needy. “such a good girl being patient through all that. now you get what you need.”
getting you right to the edge for the fourth time while you're sobbing and grabbing at me and telling me you've been so good and you deserve it. stroking your hair back from your face so gently. pressing a kiss to your temple. your wet cheek.
"you have been so good." meaning every single word of it. "do you know that? so so good tor me tonight."
feeling you get close again. feeling you start to shake. your hands gripping my arm.
"i know sweetheart." cooed at you. "i know you have. you've been so patient... so beautiful... i see how hard you're trying to be patient." getting you right back there. feeling you chase it. "i know it's a lot. i know baby."
pulling back just before you get there.
the sound you make against my neck.
"shh." stroking your hair. pressing a kiss to your hair. your temple. holding you close. "i know. i know sweetheart. you're doing so perfectly. so perfectly." wiping your tear so carefully with my thumb. "i just need a little more from you. can you do that for me? just a little more."
you nodding against my neck. barely.
"good girl." pressing my lips to your hair. "that's my good girl. so proud of you. so so proud." getting you right back there again. feeling you tremble. "just a little longer baby. just a little longer and then i'll give you everything. i promise. just stay here with me."
thinking about being tied up all pretty on the bed by a butch. them securing a vibrating wand to my clit as well as putting a gag in my mouth and leaving me there to cum over and over while they do mundane tasks around the house.
Im so damn horny FUCK I NEED THIS SO BAD HELP ME.
“I’m not asking you to be good, I’m telling you to be quiet,” as I fuck you in the alleyway
i’m obsessed w the discovery phase. the way i get to test every inch of you until i know your body better than you do. those first few times where i’m still figuring out exactly which buttons to push to make your brain go quiet. i want to get to know you. every little flinch, every reaction you have to my touch.
do you like feathered touches? just the pads of my fingers trailing over your collarbones, watching the goosebumps bloom across your skin. or do you prefer it when i’m a little rougher? tightening my grip on your neck just to see if you’ll fight it or melt. keeping a mental note of that sharp gasp you just made. oh I see. you like the weight of it. such a predictable girl.
tracing a wet line down your throat with my tongue while my free hand slides between your legs, just feeling you tremble against my palm. i wonder what you’re craving more in this exact second. is it my fingers? or are you picturing my tongue? i’m running it against your inner thighs, right on the edge of where you’re already soaking wet, just to see how long you can last. i can taste how much you want this. it’s sweet. you’ve been wanting this all night. thinking about exactly how my mouth would feel right here? you should’ve told me sooner princess. maybe i wouldn't be teasing the very edge of the fabric like this, never quite crossing the line. I can tell you’re about to beg for it.
passenger princess wearing a skirt without panties x driving gf who fingers and rubs her clit every chance she gets
sitting behind you, arms wrapped around your stomach, whispering the most obscene promises into your ear while you pretend you’re not getting wetter