[luderee]

open  to  males.  based  on:  vivian  was  talking  to  a  friend  about  how  she’s  never  had  an  org*sm  despite  her  having  a  boyfriend  she’s  been  dating  all  her  life.  connection  ideas:  best  friends  brother/boyfriend,  boyfriends  friend/brother,  step-brother,  enemy,  anything.

"  i  can’t  believe  you  were  eavesdropping  on  my  private  conversation  like  some  little  termite  !  “  blonde  femme  scoffs,  the  color  of  pink  on  her  cheeks  turning  into  a  slightly  darker  shade.  shaking  her  head,  vivian  tries  to  defend  her  boyfriend  since  first  grade  by  arguing,  “  it’s  really  not  a  big  deal  at  all.  actually,  ten  to  fifteen  percent  of  women  have  never  had  an  orgasm.  i’m  probably  just  like,  broken  or  something. “  a  pause,  her  nose  furrows  up.  “  and  this  is  a  conversation  i  don’t  need  or  want  to  have  with  you.  just  forget  it.  “

[luderee]

open  to:   females.  based  on:    collin  owns  a  lot  of  bars  in  which  your  muse  works  at  one  (  or  she  does  behind  the  scene  jobs,  depending  on  what  your  muse  is  like  whatever  !  ),  and  she’s  been  late  several  times.  can  use  gif   cons.

the  sound  of  leather  stretching  beneath  him  fills  the  room,  slender  fingers  clenching  onto  his  seat  as  he  leans  back.  his  shoulders  straight  and  square  while  his  eyes  stay  glued  on  the  other  sat  across  from  his  desk.  “  i  can  only  assume  you  have  an  idea  on  why  you’re  in  here.  “  colin  mummers,  finally  leaning  forward  and  crossing  his  hands  over  his  desk  with  a  raised  brow.  “  you’ve  been  late  several  times  just  this  month.  i’m  afraid  it’s  time  we  discuss  cutting  your  shifts.  “

[luderee]

come plot some dark & twisted sm*t with me ❤️ either on here or discord !

[shanehollanderilyarozanov]

[spuffygifs]

Get a grip. Like you’re God’s gift –Hardly. Wouldn’t be nearly as interesting, would it?

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER S6E10: Wrecked

[luderee]

deathislcvely​:

𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓, his daughter was a vixen, coaxing his cock to a complete fullness between her milky thighs. he chuckled darkly against her ear, relishing in how she clung to him, rubbed her body up against his front. she was his to corrupt. his long hefty fingers tangled in the honey tendrils of her hair, pulling her head back. studying her face, she was undeniably a vision of lust and depravity. “you have no idea how good this makes daddy feel… i used to daydream about your sexy little body. did you know that?” lucas knew that his daughter could be incredibly sweet and naïve, but she had to have noticed the hungered looks he would give her that were not quite subtle or virtuous. tilting into her, lucas dotted a kiss to the tip of her nose before moving down and kissing the very corner of her mouth. “give daddy a kiss, baby,” the order was gentle, even with those naturally rasped tones. of course he wanted to make out with her, too, as she squirmed all cute and needy on his fat cock. “i’m the only man you’ll ever need. isn’t that right?” suddenly, his mouth was on hers, the scruff of his rough beard scraping at her chin. they’ve never done this before; he wasn’t even sure if his little girl even knew how to kiss. after this, however, lucas was going to make her do even more fucked up things with him.

her father had always been her protector. there was nobody else who could ever compete with the care and love they had for each other. round lips pull into an o shape as he pulls onto her hair, neck leaning back as wide blues are forced to regain eye contact. cheeks feel hot, a shade of red deepening the color on her face as his words cause a whirl inside the pit of her stomach. “you think my body’s sexy?” though he’s never gave her a reason to feel insecure, it’s the lack of experience that has her feeling a little self conscious about her form. explains why she’s so desperate to appease to him in every other way, why she’s currently grinding down onto his cock despite how cautious she was at first, all in a dire need to make him happy. hands continue to rub up and down at his chest, her shoulders pulling back in order to press her round breasts against him, wanting him as close as possible. lips part to agree once more, only to feel his mouth catch hers. another low moan comes from her chest as she presses her mouth against him, legs shifting to wrap around the chair he sits in, forcing herself down further. her movement becomes more heavy paced, her clit twitching beneath her panties as chloe tries to find the right spot where his cock would rub against it. his kiss lights fireworks inside her, her breathing begins to heave as arms wrap around his neck again to pull him close. only pulls her lips away to exhale a held in breath, nose brushing against his. “feels so good, daddy i love kissing you. your lips feel so good against mine. please don’t stop.” the blonde whimpers, pressing her mouth against his once more. 

[luderee]

deathislcvely​:

𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐔𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓. he loves corrupting his baby girl, the large palms of his hands splayed out across her thighs. she rocks into him at an almost painfully delicate rhythm, rubbing her clothed pussy on the bulge in his boxer briefs, but the friction wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy daddy. nonetheless, there is wicked fondness in his eyes; she’s fallen for his silver-tongued lies and seductions. finally, finally. “who told you that this was wrong? you sure it doesn’t feel really good, princess? because i love it when you hump on my lap like a little whore.” he raised a big hand, brushing the sunny locks of her hair back and tucking them behind her ear with callused digits. he just barely restrained himself from simply throwing his daughter down and taking her right then and there. it’s terribly satisfying, watching lust overcome his good girl. “how wet are you down there? i bet those panties are ruined already.”

the feeling of large bulge pressing against her cunt has her already quivering, even with the thin fabric between the two of them. with each rocking motion of her hips, chloe could feel her slit dampening, especially when pressure is against her aching clit. “daddy.” she whines out with an embarrassed giggle, head leaning forward to dig itself into the crook of his neck, hands gliding to press against his chest. “it .. it does feel really good.” chloe confirms with a breathy moan, shifting herself onto his lap in order to get more comfortable in her unusual position, rocking herself with more friction. her movements become more desperate, a mix of wanting to please her daddy and not wanting the feeling of her cunt being pressed against his large bulge to ever stop. lips pull together shyly, hot breath pressing against his neck as her fingers clench the fabric of his shirt. “mmph. i don’t know. feels like i’m really wet down there, though. it feels.. feels so, so good. does it feel good for you too, daddy?”

[luderee]

open  to:  males.  based  on:  vivian  and  your  muse  had  a  heavy  makeout  session  that  probably  was  about  to  escalate  before  her  phone  rang  and  she  panicked..  because  she  has  a  boyfriend.  connection  ideas:  enemy,  boyfriends  friend/brother,  friends  brother/boyfriend,  step-relative,  classmate,  neighbor,  anything.

“  you  shouldn’t  be  here.  “  she  tells  the  other  as  he  makes  himself  at  home  when  he  struts  through  her  door.  vivian  felt  her  heart  already  racing,  and  she  wanted  to  kick  herself  for  feeling  hot  on  the  inside  and  out.  eyes  stay  narrowed  at  him,  watching  his  movements,  and  she  can’t  help  herself  but  to  keep  her  distance.  like  if  she  was  any  closer  to  him,  she’d  melt.  “  brian’s  coming  over  soon.  “  it’s  a  lie,  an  excuse.  “  so  you  should  probably  go.  “

[luderee]

open    to:    anyone.    based    on:    this.

“  i  already  told  you,  sweetheart.  i  ain’t  interested  in  business  with  you  anymore.  “  male  hums  from  his  chest,  eyes  avoidant  as  he  leans  against  the  brick  wall  after  being  practically  cornered  on  his  walk.  a  business  man  is  who  pierce  had  been  ever  since  he  was  a  young  boy,  always  providing  for  his  family  even  if  it  meant  illegally  supplying  drugs.  had  no  problem  before,  until  he  met  the  other.  he  doesn’t  get  attached  --  let  alone  close.  so  when  attraction  grew  for  the  other,  he  did  what  he  could,  cut  her  off.  fumbling  into  the  pocket  of  his  jeans  for  a  smoke,  he  shrugs  a  shoulder.  “  but  suppose  the  least  i  could  do  is  give  you  the  name  for  one  of  my  mates  that  deals,  too,  but  you  gotta  promise  to  leave  me  the  fuck  alone  after.  “

[luderee]

comeeeee write filthy stuff with me while i try and get back into writing <3

[luderee]

open    to:    males.    based    on:    obviously    something    forbidden    /    corrupting    my    innocent    bby.    connection    ideas:    boyfriends    friend/brother,    sisters    boyfriend,    (step)father/brother,    professor,    friends    boyfriend/brother/father,    pastor,    anything.

“    are    you    sure    this    isn’t    wrong  ?    “    hushed    voice    breathes    out,    thighs    parting    to    straddle    the    others    waist.    palms    connect    to    the    males    neck,    chloes    breath    hitching    in    the    back    of    her    throat    as    her    dress    rises    up,    allowing    just    her    panties    and    his    underwear    to    be    between    them.    it    was    so    wrong,    terrible,    even,    but    he    was    so    persistent    and    she    was    so    desperate    for    his    touch:    this    was    the    only    way    they    could    both    get    what    they    want.    rocking    her    hips    against    his,    her    bottom    lip    pouts    out.    “    i    -    hm.    i    don’t    know    about    this.    “    

[luderee]

open  to  males.  based  on:  vivian  was  talking  to  a  friend  about  how  she’s  never  had  an  org*sm  despite  her  having  a  boyfriend  she’s  been  dating  all  her  life.  connection  ideas:  best  friends  brother/boyfriend,  boyfriends  friend/brother,  step-brother,  enemy,  anything.

"  i  can’t  believe  you  were  eavesdropping  on  my  private  conversation  like  some  little  termite  !  “  blonde  femme  scoffs,  the  color  of  pink  on  her  cheeks  turning  into  a  slightly  darker  shade.  shaking  her  head,  vivian  tries  to  defend  her  boyfriend  since  first  grade  by  arguing,  “  it’s  really  not  a  big  deal  at  all.  actually,  ten  to  fifteen  percent  of  women  have  never  had  an  orgasm.  i’m  probably  just  like,  broken  or  something. “  a  pause,  her  nose  furrows  up.  “  and  this  is  a  conversation  i  don’t  need  or  want  to  have  with  you.  just  forget  it.  “

[luderee]

open  to:   females.  based  on:    collin  owns  a  lot  of  bars  in  which  your  muse  works  at  one  (  or  she  does  behind  the  scene  jobs,  depending  on  what  your  muse  is  like  whatever  !  ),  and  she’s  been  late  several  times.  can  use  gif   cons.

the  sound  of  leather  stretching  beneath  him  fills  the  room,  slender  fingers  clenching  onto  his  seat  as  he  leans  back.  his  shoulders  straight  and  square  while  his  eyes  stay  glued  on  the  other  sat  across  from  his  desk.  “  i  can  only  assume  you  have  an  idea  on  why  you’re  in  here.  “  colin  mummers,  finally  leaning  forward  and  crossing  his  hands  over  his  desk  with  a  raised  brow.  “  you’ve  been  late  several  times  just  this  month.  i’m  afraid  it’s  time  we  discuss  cutting  your  shifts.  “

[delfranz]

[cchaosstude]

Our love language is violence.

[shanehollanderilyarozanov]

[iressails]

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