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happy tipsy touch it thursday everybody <3
Boys who get all jittery and anxious about riding your face are actual gifts from heaven. Pretty little thing that keeps asking if it’s really okay, who’s nervous and shy and barely lowers himself at first. He’s holding himself up, too afraid to actually put any weight down.
But once he gets the feeling of it? Oh, he’s grinding down, humping like a desperate dog and making the most beautiful noises. Completely losing himself in the pleasure it’s like there isn’t even a person under him, he’s too busy trying to cum to remember that oxygen is a thing.
Apologetic sweetheart who comes down from his high and jumps off, instantly spewing apologies but he has nothing to be sorry for. Not when he tastes that fucking sweet.
Soft dom who can tell I’m upset and stressed out at having to do real life adult thinking everyday, takes me and sweetly tells me “sit puppy” at their feet while they open their legs for me, gently grabbing the back of my head, petting me and letting me know how to give me stress relief is to make me not think, they guide my head toward their crotch and say “open, good puppy, don’t think, good job”
wanna be waiting on my knees for daddy to get home from work,, wanna greet him with the biggest smile before immediately leaning down to kiss his boots, my hands sliding up the front of his slacks. wanna paw at his bulge while he tells me abt how hard his day was, how much he missed his little boy, all while m mouthing at his growing cock through the layers of fabric. feeling his hand in my hair as i do my best to take his mind off of anything but me
please don’t fuck my dad
At the end of the day it’s up to him
puppy gets a drink in him and his brain turns off and his head gets heavy and his hole starts leaking
I need somebody to get me blackout drunk tbh. Take me out on a date and use my polite people-pleasing-ness against me. Order me drink after drink knowing I’ll try so hard to finish them, since you’re paying after all. It’s the polite thing to do, even if you keep ordering so many and I’m already soooo dizzy and floppy. Take me back to their place and pour me a glass of something strong and feed it to me. Make me walk in a line and pronounce something difficult to see just how incredibly drunk I’ve become. And then of course fuck me so hard I can feel it afterwards even if I don’t remember.
Being in the bed of your father's pickup truck, naked and sweaty, while he runs his hands over your skin, and sinking his cock into your cunt.
"Fuck...boy you feel good." He drawls out, his hands now firmly placed on your hips, gripping them tightly in his hold. He slowly runts against you, his hips meeting your ass, and his body leaning over yours, his head right into your neck.
Your body arches against him, your arms wrap around his body, and your legs clamp around his waist, bringing him closer, letting out soft moans from the pleasure of his cock thrusting deeper within you.
"Dad." You moan out, basking in the pleasure and excitement of the act. Your father tightens his hold on you, leaving hand-shaped bruises around your waist, ones that you know you will press against later.
His thrusts start to become erratic and messy, his breathing becomes airy, and you can feel his cock twitch, he's close.
"In me...." You tell him, and he groans from your ask, bringing his lips to yours, locking you into a very messy and sloppy kiss.
*takes a bite of my cigarette*...... heh. the character...... *walks into a small puddle but it swallows me up like the ocean* *i am found dead years later in maine*
(via insom115, insom115, cheito5)
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Studies show that your life significantly improves when you have a good little boy to abuse as much as your heart desires.
soft launching my praise kink by asking "did I do well ?"
i wanna top someone while theyre pulling on my leash and im whining and biting down on them and pushing their face into the pillows while they pull harder cause im being such a bad dog loosing control and fucking them harder than i should
“poor little boy” uh oh i am so hard
sadist bf who hits me while speaking in the softest, sweetest voice imaginable 😵💫 slapping me across the face just to pet me n coo,, “my poor little puppy, did that hurt? yeah? daddy’s so mean, i know, i know..”