𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 / 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑤 *

𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 & 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒊-𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆.

[godsless]

𝒎𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ♡

hiya, darlings! i’m jo, i prefer she / her pronouns, i’m currently 24 years old and in the pst timezone. since i have a full-time job, time will sometimes be tight but i’ll try to stay on-top of my replies as best as i can! this blog is highly nsfw and i will only interact with muns that are at least 20+ years old. content on this blog will be extremely triggering, kink heavy, and will include topics such as: !ncest, stepcest, dubcon, n.oncon, violence, abuse, etc.

i currently mainly write on discord, but i’m still open to threads on tumblr!

* note : please do not reblog gif sets, plots, or anything else from me unless we’re mutuals. this is not a resource blog.

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guidelines.

wishlist.

wanted opposites.

kinks.

[just-somedude-deactivated202502]

"Wait so you're afraid of me? I guess I probably shouldn't have taken you on a date in the woods then huh? You'd better start running"

[girlsets]

SYDNEY SWEENEY via Instagram

[shujubeelamoglia]

Regé-Jean Page

Photography by Adam Fussell

[starry-mars-deactivated20240729]

I wanna bounce on a guys cock until I go braindead and he has to take over, slamming me up and down until he's cumming, holding me all the way down as I cry and take all of it deep inside

[unbriidled]

hesitation. wren notices it in his step-sister quite immediately, lingering in his office in a way that he felt seems kind of… pitiful. dark eyes wander from her finger trailing on his desk up to her sweet eyes, meeting them with curiosity. what was she up to, exactly? gaze drops to the hand gripping her skirt, a compulsive act? her trying to subtly show off? wren’s brows lift as he smiles, something in the room beginning to shift. “why don’t you shut my door for me?” he suggests. of course, he could be wrong, but he’s pretty sure she isn’t. at this point, wren thinks he knows giselle well enough to see right through her. he pushes his chair back a bit, beckoning her back over so he can coax her to press into the small space between him and the desk. “you wanna thank me for being so nice to you, is that it?” idly, almost casually, hands reach for hers, guiding them to the hem of her skirt so she’ll lift it up for him.

[godsless]

it's almost instinctive, the way she scurries over to the door before shutting it with a quiet 'click'. giselle can always fault wren for how naturally she obeys him, how she listens and hangs onto his every word, desperate for the sliver of attention he decides to give her that day. she comfortably fills in the gap between her step-brother and his desk, breath hitching as her eyes follow his grasp on her hand, and again, eager to obey his silent command. "if you'll let me," she murmurs, thighs pressing together to qualm the pulsing ache in her pussy as she begins lifting her skirt to expose the white lace encasing her pale skin. always keen for validation from wren, she steers their hands between her legs so his fingers brush against the damp spot on her panties, a move that has her stifling a moan with a mere bite of her lip. "but, i should also thank you for this."

[bywhatitfedon-deactivated202410]

godsless​:

open to : anyone.

connection : someone in a position of power - forbidden relationships more than welcome. giselle could be working for her boss that happens to also be her (step) parent, (step) sibling, family friend, teacher, etc. major age gaps are welcome, too!

           “ do you… need me for anything else? ” her words are weighed down by hope, tinged with expectance. giselle’s fingers linger on the edge of their desk, tracing the wooden frame as she nibbles on her bottom lip between white teeth. by her side, her other hand lightly bunches the fabric of her pencil skirt into a fist, the soft skin of her thigh peeking out from underneath. any excuse to be around them for another minute, right? “ i really don’t mind staying late. it’s the least i could do after you got me this job, y’know? ”

If Sam were a weaker man he would’ve sighed with disappointment. It wasn’t that he didn’t want this from Giselle–he just wished it weren’t so easy. He had planned on having her anyway, he just wanted to play with his food a bit, pretend he respected her parents enough to not defile their daughter so soon after hiring her. Granted, he didn’t respect her parents at all, much like he didn’t respect much of anyone who did business with his family, but still–it was nice to pretend every once in a while. He was hoping to catch her by surprise, to see the battle on her face once she realized she wasn’t as good as she may have thought.

Yes, the chase may have ended before it began, but Sam could still find ways to have his fun.

“Is that what you think this is?” he asked, still busying himself with files on his desk. “That I hired you just to have my way with you once everyone goes home? That I’m interested in the kind of girl that would throw herself at me the first chance she got?”

He finally looked up at her, his face still showing no sign of amusement. He stared at her for a moment, letting the tension build… until he grinned.

“Because you’d be right.”

[godsless]

“ sir, i wasn’t... ” even she wasn’t shameless enough to finish that sentence, knowing well enough that the past week so easily proved otherwise. riddled with discreet touches to his arm, lingering gazes, and skirts that only got shorter from monday to friday, giselle just couldn’t bring herself to admit that she wasn’t trying to get her boss to notice the way she was all too willing to bend over his desk at any given opportunity. because, she was. she wanted him—god, she wanted him bad. 

still, giselle is demure. he’s an older man, her parents’ acquaintance—and she uses the term acquaintance because she’s aware the respect isn’t reciprocated—sam is far too much of a force to be reckoned with against her spineless mother and father. 

the sudden stretch of his lips catches her off guard, and her knees nearly give out at the amusement playing on his face. she inches forward, hands reaching over to pry his fingers off the files to instead place them on her waist, the touch alone lighting her skin on fire. “ don’t tell me you’re like this with all of your assistants, mr. hawthorne. ” her voice is quiet, barely controlled. “ that’d break my heart. ”

[zrxis]

[redsel]

[0bsessive6irlie]

i wanna be groomed and manipulated by an icky older man slowly becoming more and more depraved until i become a dumb slut for him and his friends use

[veronicathegoddess]

you're in my dms, i'm calling him dad while he dry fucks my ass

[godsless]

open to : anyone.

connection : someone in a position of power - forbidden relationships more than welcome. giselle could be working for her boss that happens to also be her (step) parent, (step) sibling, family friend, teacher, etc. major age gaps are welcome, too!

           “ do you... need me for anything else? ” her words are weighed down by hope, tinged with expectance. giselle’s fingers linger on the edge of their desk, tracing the wooden frame as she nibbles on her bottom lip between white teeth. by her side, her other hand lightly bunches the fabric of her pencil skirt into a fist, the soft skin of her thigh peeking out from underneath. any excuse to be around them for another minute, right? “ i really don’t mind staying late. it’s the least i could do after you got me this job, y’know? ”

[the-pretty-boys]

[just-cute-girl-things]

older men ♡ dads ♡ men twice my age ♡ men thrice my age ♡ age gaps ♡ size differences ♡ mmmph yes please

[scxdriive]

um, give me a plot where she used to be this sexy, wild girl and had a bad boy boyfriend to match but when he turned eighteen he was caught for some crime and sent to prison for a couple years. he came out fully expecting for her to be waiting for him but when he finds her she’s this prim and proper girl who is dating some pretentious ivy league dick. she pretends to be happy with her vanilla, boring relationship, but soon he wraps her up in his world again.

[sefuns]

Jennie ♡ Calvin Klein x Heron Preston

[ladiesblr]

Savannah Smith via Instagram stories.