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@dis-white-bitch
Imaging someone who’s been watching me for a while, rub my pussy and fuck my ass every day through my bedroom window.
Imagining them watching me one night while I fuck my ass, spreading my hole with a massive dildo while my vibe gets hot against my clit.
I finally passed out without cumming. The dildo dick still lodged in my ass from the sheer length staying inside me.
Wish that the person would come in through said window as I leave it open at night.
Let them throw the covers off and see how I’m soaked and the dildo is still inside of me.
I want them to rip the dildo off me and shove their own cock inside. It slips in due to my gaping hole and with no preamble just start fucking me like a little whore.
Push my head down against the mattress as I wake up thrashing and screaming and crying. The sobbing keeps blending in with my moans, unable to believe that being raped would make me so hot.
The intruder takes his cock out of my ass and proceeds to flip me over and shoved it harshly in my mouth making me clean off his cock before he shoves it deep into my pussy and starts pounding into my cunt.
He takes the dildo that I had in my ass earlier and with no regard for the stretch that followed, he shoved the cock inside my ass once more.
I was being double penetrated by some stranger off the street that watched me be a dirty whore for weeks.
“You scream and cry but I know deep down you love this you little cunt. I hear you moaning and whimpering every night, screaming and whining about how you need to get dicked hard. I couldn’t leave you a mess like that now could I? You needed help giving yourself relief so I know how to make it better. You just take this fat cock inside you, let me use all your holes like the good little rape doll you are. Let me destroy every piece of you until there’s nothing left. But that’s what you wanted right? Why else would you watch men use and abuse women, and then cum from that? I saw you cumming to that girl crying, begging to make it stop. Now honey, why don’t you beg for me?”
I would listen as he degrades and ruins me, getting more wet with every condescending insult. But he spoke all the truth - I’m a dirty whore, cumming to the dirtiest things so I must have wanted and needed this.
“Please? Please sir! I can’t take more please!” The mixture of pleasure and pain is too much and I would cum all over my rapists cock while he just pounds harder, getting turned on by my crying.
I would let the man use me all night until he left load after load in every hole. Until I know he’s bred me with his rapist cock.
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I just need to feel something huge and hard spreading me open. every time I clench down on it feeling the unyeilding pressure and wishing for any relief from the painfully large intrusion. even though my vagina tries so hard to squeeze it out it's all in vain because the item is held firmly in place. when my helplessness overwhelms me and I accept that there's nothing I can do to make it bearable I'd start crying. it would need to be kept in my pussy til it leaves a gape when extracted, so it would be removed briefly a few times to check the progress, giving me some false sense of security for a moment before it's plunged back in to make my gape more satisfactory while I scream 💞
I like fucking you past the point where you can participate. There’s this moment where your hands stop gripping the sheets and just go slack and your voice drops from moaning to this low broken humming. Your eyes are open but you’re not behind them anymore. And I just keep going. Rocking into you while your body goes heavy and loose underneath me, your head tilting to the side, your mouth wet and slack against the pillow. Every thrust pushes you a little further away from consciousness. I can feel your pussy still reacting, still squeezing, still wet and warm and pulling me in, but you’re somewhere else entirely. Just this broken thing breathing underneath me while I use you. I cum in you while you’re fading and your hips roll up into me one last time. Muscle memory.
And then I pull out, clean you up, and tuck the covers around you.
You’ll wake up in the morning sore in places that make you blush. There’s a glass of water on the nightstand. And draped over the chair by the bed is what I’ve picked for you today. The skirt that’s just short enough. The collar you pretend is a choker when your coworkers ask. The underwear that’s barely there, or maybe no underwear at all, just a plug and the understanding that you’ll wear it until I tell you otherwise. Everything folded neatly. Everything chosen. Head to toe… from the heels to the shade of lipstick I want to see on you later.
And you put it on. Every piece. You put it on because waking up to a laid-out outfit means someone thought about you before you were conscious. Someone looked at you asleep and dripping with their cum and thought about what they wanted you to be today. Someone wanted you so specifically that they planned your entire surface down to the details.
Wanting to be wanted is the most universal feeling there is. And there’s no bigger proof of that want than someone reshaping you into exactly what they need. Choosing which version of you walks out the door. That kind of attention means you’re being thought about, whether you’re in their bed ready to be fucked or not. It means you exist in someone’s mind as a project they’re building with their own hands, and there’s no bigger compliment than that.
Now go get dressed and be the fuckdoll I’ve always wanted.
Spread yourself and beg to be used like the fuck meat you are
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