RMH
dirt enthusiast
JBB: An Artblog!
Love Begins
🪼
Product Placement
No title available
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
No title available
noise dept.
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Keni
KIROKAZE
Sade Olutola
Janaina Medeiros
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
JVL
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
No title available
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Colombia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Thailand
seen from United States
seen from Sweden
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Mexico
seen from Italy
seen from France
seen from Türkiye
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
@lavenderaddicktion
Just so you know:
I have a daddy and he is taking good care of me.
I am not interested in your dick and none of what I post gives you the right to just send it to me unsolicited.
If you do that: know that I think you’re disgusting and you will be reported :)
I love it when a dom pins my hands behind my back after I try to push them away. especially when they say "why you running? I thought this is what you wanted princess?"
like auuuuggghhhhh 😩😩
the primal need to pin another sapphic against a wall by their throat and whisper into their ear how good they feel while your fingers are rubbing circles around their clit before those same digits start pumping away inside them. the urge to feel them shudder in breathless desire when you press your body close to theirs and grab their chin with your free hand, tell them to keep their pretty eyes on you. fuck. each time they exhale you mimic it in that mirrored response of an inhale, almost pulling the essence of their being out of their throat. your chest rising when theirs falls. all things are manifested in breathing. but you want to make them gasp so your fingers on their chin turn their head to the side and that lovely neck looks too yummy not to bite. you just have to. and you do it hard, because they like it that way. they need hard sharp pressure, something that pulls them from any overthinking if your mouth and hands haven’t done it yet. their skin under your tongue is satisfying something that’s been wrapped up inside you all night long. a creature that delights in the vibration of their low moans against your lips. you can feel it in their throat. hot, needy, desperate. they’re thrusting their hips to the rhythm of your fingers now. so eager. what happened to that cute banter from earlier? all that big talk of wanting to kiss you, it has evaporated to reveal this person before you. someone whose moans break loose a bit too loud and this demands that your hand cover their mouth. if they want to cum they’ll have to rein it in, just for now. unfocused pupils are darting from your lips to your eyes to the hollow of your throat. they’re so far gone that even the slight visual stimulus could send them over the edge. their eyes roll back for an escape from it. too bad, you think. your fingers curl to hit that perfect spot and now you’re fucking them faster, harder. their hips stop moving and simply accept it. too much sensation to keep up. you can feel their legs shaking, muscles tensing, and you’re sure that if you removed your hand their lips would be curving into a circle vowel. fuck fuck fuck. you need to see it, feel them strain to kiss you while your fingers stretch and fill them. hot hot heat. your hand is wrapping around their neck and you’re grinding the palm of your hand into their swollen clit on each inward stroke. making them feel good feels so good. they throw their head back a bit, eyes closed. their breath is coming faster, your grip becoming tighter. their hands on your waist are turning into sharp sensations of nail against exposed flesh. oh it hurts but only in the best of ways. they’re close. and that primal urge, the one that brought you here, the one that says fuck them and don’t stop. it is what makes you stop entirely. stepping away and removing all touch from their body. you’re collected in the fractions of seconds in takes to do so, while they… they are standing opposite you. disheveled and flushed. how silly. for thinking they’d cum like this. no this is anticipation. foreplay. a prelude. the smile on your face is enough to make them laugh at how easily they submitted. but just for effect, you take a step forward. bringing your fingers that had been inside them, to their mouth. open for me. don’t you taste so good? both the command and question are of course, rhetorical <3
something about watching someone blush just makes me want to fuck them until they cry. calling them pretty while they moan and squirm. aw you’re blushing?? that’s so cute. you’re taking it so well for me. their eyes closing while they will themselves to stop the flush spreading down their neck from their cheeks but it only makes it even worse. they’re getting close. oh it’s agony isn’t it? don’t you want to cum? show me those pretty eyes and i’ll let you. you can cum on my fingers, sweetheart. don’t you feel full? their nails are in my upper arm, digging deeper with every passing moment but the pain is washed away with each desperate sound which leaves their throat. leaning close to murmur in their ear what i’d like them to say for me if they want to cum. you’re so wet. you can take another finger can’t you? oh you can. how about my fingers around that lovely neck. wouldn’t that feel nice. they’re nodding, far past the point of coherent vocalization. my fingers are pumping deep and the way their hips are meeting the rhythm of my wrist means they can take it harder. i give it to them. my fingers closing around their throat, their walls clenching tighter around my fingers with each stroke. the moan that breaks their breathy silence is music. their hips have stopped matching pace with me, only able to take it. but still, they know what i want them to say. they are seconds away and my words are a sharp whisper to their ear. tell me. tell me you look pretty when you blush. say it and cum for me.
please praise me for being a good girl while you fuck me stupid 😇
concept:
put me face down and fuck me til my brain turns off
Make me hold a vibrator to my clit when you fuck me so you can feel me cum and clench on your cock. Or, make me edge myself until you finish and if I cum before then, punish me with overstimulation.
Passenger princess? Make me masturbate until we reach a certain destination. For example, from this stop sign until the next one, or even better…from the house until the restaurant, so when I get there I’m all shaky and dripping down my thighs, with no way to clean up.
Tell me to watch my tone as you shove me against the nearest wall and pin my hands above my head , watch me squirm for you as you put your hand between my thighs
I love the idea of feeling completely small and delicate during sex. Getting manhandled and pinned down , feeling like your only job is to let your dom use you ahhhhh
concept:
put me face down and fuck me til my brain turns off
