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My vibe ☝️
How I need to be dragged around the house
In the mood to be in a sex swing, blindfolded, ring gag in, tits hanging down below, cunt stretched open and just set up in a club for whoever to use. Maybe earbuds so I can listen to music (or porn) while I'm being fucked and played with
Brat 🐺
You can breathe when I say you can breathe
Tightening my cunt around his cock as he wraps his hand around my throat.✨
so dumb that my sexuality is mostly feeling disgusting and wanting a man to cum on my stupid face about it
It's OK if he calls you a good girl when he's finished
oh to have my asshole stretched so wide on a thick cock while my aching cunt pulses with need and drools all over a pair of fat balls
Sometimes all a girl needs is a cock in her throat and a cock in her cunt and a cock in her ass so theres no rooms for thoughts
Had a dream last night that I whored myself out to a bunch of rich business men. I let them use me however they wanted and they all gang raped me. All my holes were so full and I came so hard multiple times in my sleep. Then, I remember dreaming that they gave me so much cash for being such a good girl that I stumbled outside half naked with a huge wad of cash in my hands and I kept dropping it like a dumb slut. The same men eventually found me wandering the streets and punished my holes in broad daylight for being such a stupid little whore and wasting their money. Then I came so hard and woke up squirting. I've been chasing that high all day. How many more times can I cum today till I'm satisfied?
🍀🌺🍀🌺🍀
Cumming on nothing while you shoot your load down my throat (as it should be)
If I can’t cum I just think daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy until it happens
If you send me a rape threat just know that I’m gonna rub my pussy while I read it. My pussy is gonna get so wet for you while you’re telling me how you want to violate me.
I'm both a "make me" and a "yes sir" kind of girl but either way I want to end up folded like a lawn chair ✨
When you’re on top and he hugs you to him and starts drilling you from underneath?
Yeah
I need that
it starts off fine. You're sweet to me and I like you so I let you take me back to your place, eager to make you feel good. Maybe we had a date. Maybe you found me in a bar. Either way I'm dressed up in a tight dress and heels and lingerie and I've had enough to drink I promise to let you do anything.
You see it in me so clearly. Thr submission. The need to be good for you.
I'm on my knees, sucking your cock, trying so hard to take it deep for you. Your hands are in my hair. Guiding me gently. I'm a mess, lipstick and gloss smeared, drooling so much around you it's dripping on my tits. So desperate to be good.
And it is good. I'm very attentive. But it's not enough. You're so nearly there but you need more. So you lose control. Or maybe you just let yourself. It doesn't really matter by the end.
Suddenly your hands are pushing me down further, further, until my throat is so tight around your cock it's like I was made to be your little toy. My hands tighten on your thighs, gentle at first, confident you'll let me up when you realise.
But you don't. You keep me there, fucking my mouth like a wild animal, as I get more panicked and desperate and lightheaded, struggling for breath. And maybe I hear you apologising between the grunts and the roaring of my blood but it's hard to tell because you're using me so hard I can barely think.
By the time you're done, I'm half conscious, coughing up your cum, sprawled on the floor like a debauched little thing.
You apologise for losing control. You tell me you couldn't help it. It's not your fault. It just felt so could you couldn't let me stop. And in this state I believe you. I'd believe anything you told me, really.
I'm still so dazed, so pliant and malleable as you get yourself hard again. We were gonna have sex, weren't we? Why would I change my mind just because you really liked it? What a good girl, there. Hand on it. It's hard for you again. Where do you think I need it? That tight little cunt, maybe?
I'm trying to be good as you manhandle me into place, whether that's pinned to the floor or bent over a desk or pressed into your mattress. I'm trying to be good when you shove it in so hard and so fast I scream. I'm trying to be good when you start biting my neck and shoulders leaving bruises all over my skin. I'm trying to be good when you're squeezing my tits so hard your nails are gonna draw blood.
But even when I stop trying to be good, even when I'm crying and begging you to stop because it hurts, it's too much, I can't take it, please, you don't. You can't control yourself anymore. You don't want to. And whatever I say, however much i cry about it, my fear just makes my pussy tighter for you. Your hands are all over me. I'm begging for mercy. You're cooing at me, shh, it's alright, just let me, I have to, I can't help it, you can take it, baby, you're gonna take it all. Just like that, see? This is how it is, sweetheart. This is what it's like with a man like me.
By the time you cum inside me all I can do is cry and take whatever you give me.
I don't remember much after that. You look after me, like it's just normal sex, and in my fucked out haze I think maybe it is. You tell me I was such a good girl. And I look so pretty all ruined like this. All those pretty clothes ruined. I wanted to be a good girl, didn't I?
And beneath all those gentle words you know you've taught me a lesson, an important one. That whether I get fucked and how it happens isn't up to me. It's up to you. It's about what you need.
And I'm such a good girl. I learn my lesson so well.
Judging from the glazed out look on my face, the needy way I crave your comfort even now, I'll probably let you do it again.
It's not like I could stop you, anyway.