[latenights]

“You’re my girl” is my fav thing. Like yes I am. You’re right. Say it again.

[candycoatedplastic]

[hxneycunt-moved]

I could use some uncontrollable giggling together while our legs are tangled and you can’t help but kiss me and the laughter stops because we get so into kissing each other and groping each other

[cnc-boytoy]

The reason I like cnc besides power dynamic n being helpless turns me on is like "ohhh you're so pretty I MUST have you no matter if you want it" really boosts my ego

[ashereden]

what if I cockwarmed you while you said rlly gross stuff to me just so you could feel what made my pussy clench and make fun of me for it 👉🏼👈🏼

[angelgirldoll]

[anxietyproblem]

[hist0riccemetary]

i just cried to waka flocka which is hilarious to me

[underneaththetide]

Copacetic sounds like sophomore year

[firstfullmoon]

Ada Limón, from “The Hurting Kind,” in The Hurting Kind

[text ID: Before my grandfather died, I asked him what sort / of horse he had growing up. He said, / Just a horse. My horse, with such a tenderness it / rubbed the bones in the ribs all wrong. / I have always been too sensitive, a weeper / from a long line of weepers. / I am the hurting kind. I keep searching for proof.]

[daddyisatitlenotagender]

I want nasty, loud, wet, sheet gripping, toe curling sex and I want it now

[mentaltimetraveller]

Wyn, 2018, Harm van den Dorpel.

[notdariinol]

Hey (with the intention of spooning you for hours)

[creepish]

some of you don’t notice the patterns

[butchdaydreams]

I’d like to watch a movie with you and cuddle and wind up getting distracted with kissing and touches that go just a bit farther than they should. 

I want to kiss you breathless and run my hands under your shirt and along your skin, and pull your shirt over your head and follow where my hands went with my lips until I cover every inch of your body, your stomach, hips, neck, lips, ribs, and eventually chest. 

I want to enjoy every little sound you make before I even take your bra off, and then listen to the way those sounds change once I do. 

I want to graze my hand along the waistband of your pants and kiss my way down to your thighs, leaving little bites and scratches over the material, and only when I am satisfied that you are worked up enough will I ask if I can take them off you. 

From there I’ll run my fingers against you from the outside of your underwear, kissing you while I do so I can feel those beautiful sounds against my lips. 

I want you to want it so badly that just the lightest touch feels like relief and frustration all at once. 

From there, I’m going to push your underwear to the side and run my finger along you, gathering up your wetness before grazing that finger over your clit, as I need to make sure you are turned on enough before entering you, and teasing you is a great way to do that after all.

As much as I love soft touches, though, I also crave the feeling of my fingers inside you, and it’s going to be hard to wait and not immediately shove two fingers inside you the moment your panties come off. 

I am patient, though, so when I hear in your whimpers and moans that you are readu, I run just one finger outside your entrance and softly ask, “May I?”

If you give me permission, I take that as my opportunity to slide your underwear off of you and down your legs, and with two final strokes at your entrance I finally let myself slide a finger inside of you. 

I pause for a second, enjoying the feeling of you around me and trying to choke back my own sounds of pleasure at the feeling before letting myself curl that finger inside of you before pulling out and thrusting back in, a little deeper this time until eventually you are taking all of me. 

When I hear that you are starting to enjoy yourself a bit too much, I pull my fingers out and trace them back up to your clit, working it in gentle, rhythmic circles as you beg me to go harder, faster, to be inside you, for anything. 

And I think you might know how this one goes from here, love, don’t you?

[sheabutterbitch]

my brand

[tricksx]