thinking of someone pressing their palm to my chest...

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@cravingpulse
thinking of someone pressing their palm to my chest...
How I started my morning 💕✨
What would you put in the syringe?
fever + wall sit + breath hold = my poor heart bursting out of my chest... and my vision going blurry
last week i was sick with a fever... and of course my poor heart was not liking it was loving it
Trying to help a friend end her Tachycardia attack. We tried breath holds and mild artery stimulation as well. I recorded her Femoral artery as we were lightly massaging her left carotid artery. Lots of skips near the end. The attack spontaneously ended after 20 minutes.
Cooooool
Finally found a little time to stress my heart out. How’s she sound? 💓
Pressing my stethoscope to your chest as I finger you with my gloved hand… hearing your heart beating faster and faster as you cum on my fingers 🖤
TW// Exposed Heart/Dark Cardio
What’s next, now that you have my wet, throbbing girl-pump in front of you. Shock it into submission? Stick it with needles until its leaking and shaking? Or will you simply grasp it tightly, and stop its rhythmic thrashing with your bare hands?
you know what i mean?
Idea
Listening to your partner's heart while they're getting off and telling them they can't fuck you unless their heart hits [however many] bpm.
My Racing Heart
I love to go jogging in the park because the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest is so fucking arousing. I’ll push myself to the limit so I can feel it hammering as hard as it’s possible, so I can hear its lovely sound in my ears, so I can collapse on the grass after I’ve exhausted myself, lying on my back, panting loudly as I watch my chest move up and down with its crazy, intense thumping, feeling my pulse throbbing in my firm, plump clit.
Well, today I’m going to push my heart even further. The weather is extra hot; I’ve consumed two cans of Red Bull; and I’m super excited, so my heart is already going BOOM BOOM BOOM. By the time I reach the park, it’s thundering so loudly that it’s the only sound I can hear.
Then I start to run.
I’m barely a minute in when I can feel my heart racing like a locomotive: harder and faster than I’ve ever known it to, slamming hard against my chest, moving my shirt with each accelerated beat, the veins in my throat throbbing and pulsing away. My nipples are rock hard, poking prominently through my shirt, and my clit is full, fat, warm, wet, and thumping. I’m panting like a dog, but it isn’t from the running.
Fuck.
I sprint towards a single occupancy public washroom in the park and lock myself in, pressing my back against the door. Immediately, I shove one hand into my pants and the other underneath my shirt. I begin fingering myself (God, I’m so fucking wet) as my heart bangs wildly against my other hand. My finger moves faster and faster to the frantic beat, my body writhing against the door, my hips undulating as my heart starts slapping and flailing against my breast. Then I insert another finger, moaning loudly as I do. The third finger has my hips bucking as I pant and sweat and moan. My heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest…BABOOM BABOOM BABOOM…and then I explode, crying out. It feels as though my heart is in my hand. I keep cumming and cumming and cumming until my knees weaken and I slide down the door and onto the floor, waiting for my heart to slow down.
26-year-old woman's heartbeat during surgery
source: ctsnet
This is a unique file, which I'm entrusting to you with the utmost confidence that it won't end up anywhere else, otherwise I'll delete it and never make another file like it, and I'm not sure I'll ever do it again,
This is how my heart reacts when I pleasuring myself by looking at other cardiophile files (which you can hear behind).
Comments or private messages are welcome, especially women, but I can talk with men too; even if I'm less comfortable
Me trying to flirt: Do you want to hear my heartbeat?