GradWithAPlan

After hours version of my main blog. 34M Bi

[xtcstuff69]

[gecemelegii-deactivated20230801]

[oatmeal-cutie-piee]

[guttedcut]

people always talk about someone getting fucked stupid but what about a top going stupid while fucking someone? their brain shuts off and they just become a horny mutt with the only goal of getting off as hard as they can, breeding their sub. incoherent whimpers and moans of pure lust and desire. just a thought

[sleepyphiliax]

POV; from tumblr moots to lovers

[thrashturbate]

10/10 would bang. But also: 10/10 would care for you 10/10 would tuck you in 10/10 would cuddle 10/10 would make sure you get to sleep okay 10/10 would make you breakfast in the morning

[disgustinggf]

[whimperformedoll]

Boys who eat pussy like their lives depend on it go straight to heaven, btw...

[balevrana]

[eimailoco]

[naughtydaddys-things]

[mr-misunderstood]

Can’t wait to choke my wife with my wedding ring on my finger

[krazyyy]

I made a part 2 so here’s both.

[pr3ttypunisherr]

you apologizing for crying while i fuck you is the sweetest thing. you think i’m not doing this specifically to see those tears?

because… it is. it’s exactly what i’m after. i want to see you cry. i’m working toward it. every movement of my fingers is calculated. every angle chosen specifically to overwhelm you. to push you past what you can handle. to make those tears inevitable.

the first tear that falls? that’s when i know i’ve got you. that’s when everything in me lights up. when i know i’m doing it right. getting you exactly where i need you. vulnerable. overstimulated. unable to hold it back anymore.

and i don’t want you to hold it back. i want more. want to see your face crumple. want to watch your eyes fill up and spill over. want to see mascara run if you’re wearing it. want to see that raw unfiltered emotion pouring out of you because of what i’m doing to your body.

it’s not just about the tears themselves. it’s about what they mean. that you’re so overwhelmed by pleasure that your body doesn’t know what else to do. that i’ve pushed you so far past your normal state that crying is the only response left. that you’re completely at my mercy and your body is showing it.

i love the conflict on your face. how you’re embarrassed by crying but can’t stop. how you’re trying to wipe them away while still grinding on my fingers. how you’re apologizing while your body begs for more. the contradiction makes it even better. makes me want to push harder.

and i do push harder. because seeing you cry doesn’t make me ease up. it makes me want to wreck you further. makes me want to see how much more you can take. how many more tears i can pull from you. how completely i can break you down while building you up.

the way you look when you’re crying from pleasure is burned into my brain. eyes red and swollen. cheeks wet and flushed. mouth open. vulnerable. no walls. no pretense. just raw honest reaction to being overwhelmed. it’s the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen.

i want to catch your tears. taste the salt. feel the evidence of what i’m doing to you on my fingers. on my lips. want to watch them fall while i keep going. while i don’t give you a break. while i push you toward another orgasm that’ll make you cry even harder.

because you crying while cumming? that’s everything to me. that’s the goal. watching your face contort with pleasure and overwhelm at the same time. watching tears stream while your body shakes. watching you completely lose yourself because it’s too much and so good and you can’t process both at once.

and there’s something about the trust in it... that you’re letting me see you like this. crying because i’m making you feel so good you can’t contain it. that you trust me enough to not hide. to not hold back. to just let the tears fall while i keep touching you.

i’m absolutely obsessed with the sounds too. how your voice breaks when you try to speak through tears. how you hiccup between sobs. how you gasp and cry at the same time. it’s messy and real and so much better than composed.

the humiliation aspect makes it even better. watching you embarrassed by your own tears. watching you try to apologize. try to explain. try to regain some control. and me not letting you. me telling you how pretty you look. how perfect. how i want more.

i want you crying so hard you can barely breathe. crying so hard you’re hiccuping. crying so hard your whole body shakes with it. and i want to be the reason. want my fingers. my mouth. my words. my actions to be what breaks you down that completely.

but here’s the thing. it’s not cruel. it’s not about actual sadness or pain. it’s about overwhelming pleasure. about pushing you so far into feeling good that your nervous system short circuits. that your body’s only outlet is tears.

and after? after i’ve pulled every tear from you that i can? i want to hold you. want to wipe your face gently. want to tell you how perfect you were. how beautiful you looked. how much i loved watching you fall apart like that. want to give you all the gentleness and care to balance the intensity of what i just put you through.

because the tears aren’t the end goal exactly. the tears are proof. proof that i took you somewhere beyond normal. somewhere overwhelming. somewhere you couldn’t control your response. and that’s what i’m really after. that loss of control. that complete surrender. those tears are just the most visible, most honest evidence of it.

so no. don’t apologize for crying. don’t try to hold it back. don’t be embarrassed. give me those tears freely. let me watch them fall. let me know i’m devastating you in the best way. let me see exactly how much you’re feeling.

because i’ll never get tired of it. never get tired of watching you cry while i make you cum. never get tired of seeing that perfect broken expression. never get tired of knowing i can reduce you to tears just by making you feel too good.

that’s exactly what i want. exactly what i’m working toward. exactly what makes everything worth it.

your tears are a gift. and i’m going to keep earning them.

[pr3ttypunisherr]

thorough pussy inspections before sex becoming our ritual. you, naked on the bed, waiting. me taking my time. “spread your legs for me, baby. let me see if you’re ready.” you obeying immediately, thighs falling open. me settling between your legs, just looking first. appreciating the view. “such a pretty girl.” my hands on your inner thighs, stroking gently. “stay still for me, sweetheart. need to do a proper inspection.” starting slowly, deliberately. one finger sliding through your lips, barely touching. just tracing, exploring. “let’s see how wet you are.” running my finger up and down, gathering your wetness. you already squirming slightly. “still, baby. i need to check thoroughly.” continuing those touches, feeling you getting wetter under my attention. “good girl. responding so well already.” sliding my finger more between your lips, separating them gently. looking closely, examining. “so pretty, baby. look how wet you’re getting just from me touching like this.” circling your clit lightly, watching you gasp. “sensitive here?” you nodding, trying to stay still like i asked. “good to know.” moving lower, finger circling your hole. “let’s check how ready you are inside, sweetheart.” pushing one finger in slowly, so slowly. watching it disappear. “so tight, baby. good girl.” pumping gently, feeling your walls. “you’re gripping my finger so nicely.” adding a second finger carefully. “let’s see if you can take more.” pushing both in, curling them slightly. “that’s it. taking my fingers so well.” you whimpering, hips wanting to move. “stay still, baby. i’m not done inspecting yet.” continuing to pump my fingers slowly, expertly. feeling every inch of you inside. “you’re so wet, sweetheart. soaking my fingers.” pulling them out to look at them, showing you how they glisten. “see? look how ready you are.” pushing them back inside, deeper this time. “let me check a bit more.” curling them up, finding that spot. you gasping, trying hard not to move. “found it. good.” rubbing there deliberately, watching your reaction. “you’re doing so well staying still for me, baby. such a good girl.” adding a third finger, stretching you. “need to make sure you can take what i’m going to give you.” pushing all three in slowly. “that’s it. open up for me, sweetheart.” you whimpering, so close to begging. “almost done with the inspection, baby. be patient.” fucking you slowly with three fingers, feeling how wet and ready you are. “perfect. you’re absolutely perfect.” pulling my fingers out finally, you whining at the loss. “inspection complete, sweetheart. you’re ready for me now.” you looking desperate, needy. “such a good girl being patient through all that. now you get what you need.”

[jumaann90]

[iiumz]