Lilly Luna

29F, Bi, cardiophile med student. Trying my hand out in writing. I'm down to chat and love to share/listen to heartbeats! As long as you're respectful, we can all have fun ❤️ Minors DNI.

[lunalillyhbhb]

About Me!

Hey! I've seen a lot of people doing this and I think it really helps to set the boundaries, so I thought I'd do it too!

I'm 26, female, and a 4th medical student. I'm Asian (and that's about as far as you'll get XD). Demisexual (on the asexual spectrum) and bi. I love to write and have written before (mostly slice of life), this is my first venture into what I'd consider more "erotic".

I am single but I am not looking for a relationship on this site whatsoever. I'm very comfortable in my single status.

My cardiophilia side has been around since I can remember, my earliest clear distinct memory being when I was around 7 years old. Essentially, cardiophilia is an integral part of my life, mixing itself in the simplest of moments which I think makes my experiences more colorful and beautiful.

About my pump, she's amazing. Strong and steady, she gives me life and pleasure. I sometimes feel like she has a mind of her own, distinct from me. She is very reactive, and a lot of times chatting with people really gets her going. The way I see it, everyone who talks to her has direct control over her, and she beats the way they want her to beat. Just know that if you ever RP with me/simply chat about my heart, you are to some degree directly controlling her XD

I love to chat and RP, but I do have some boundaries(like every other human being):

My DOs:

stress test

exercise tests

pressure

breath play

Cardiac examination

Ear stething/ stethoscope/palpating

carotid and IJV massage/maneuvers

heartbeat sharing/listening

tactile/auditory/visual stimulations

touching is fine anywhere along my torso and above

irregular/fast/slow, any rhythm is lovely

little-moderate drug use

fantasy elements like hand phasing through

commenting about my heart/her effects on you(this one is really big on me XD)

consensual

Actively engaging in RP. Don't take a backseat, no monosyllable/single sentence replies.

My DON'Ts:

resus

dark resus

knife play

stabbing/blood/gore

drug concoctions/abuse

electric shocking/offsetting my heart's pace with brute force

sexual insinuation, touching anywhere below my torso (I'm in the asexual spectrum, so it makes me uncomfortable)

kissing/romanticization (not looking for a relationship)

anything that harms the heart permanently

strangling the heart/major arteries/choking

chatting with me only when you're horny/treating me like a pleasure chat bot

pressuring me to reply (we live in different time zones and live different lives, please respect that. I reply when I can, I'm not ignoring you.)

live stream (I only operate in this platform and don't involve other platforms)

non-consensual/forcing when I express my displeasure

(All these is a NO when it comes to RP with me, it is a personal preference. While I sometimes enjoy reading about it/seeing others engage in it, it is NOT for me.)

There are a few more but for the most part, this covers almost everything! I know that with a few friends on here who I'm close with, I do RP some of the things I usually don't do; this only applies to people I'm close with, people who I trust and I know respect me. Please don't assume I'd be ok with anything! This list exists for a reason XD

While I do love RP, I also love chatting and making friends outside of RP. I love chatting about your life, how your day is going, general hobbies/ interesting events in your life, basically anything. I don't like just maintaining an RP chat, I'm not someone who exists solely to entertain you.

This turned out longer than I was expecting XD But that's it! Bottom line: Respect my preferences, I'll respect your preferences, and we all have fun!

[lunalillyhbhb]

The past 3 years have truly been trying, but just like my heart, I keep going.

I'm trying to find a nice balance between life (I'm a resident!) and my hobbies, and I'm trying to get back into writing. This place used to be a safe haven for me to express myself in some ways, and I really missed that. Not sure who's out there reading this, but I'm happy to be back (after all the lurking) ❤️

[ramen-hibachi]

You can hear the actress real heartbeat in this teaser for the upcoming movie LongLegs

[pumpygirl9]

Her scared gulping pump turns me feral

[lunalillyhbhb]

So close.... Soo, soooo close.... Soon she will pound hard enough to reach 205 BPM, and I can't wait for the way my chest will tighten in pain with how hard she slams. I can feel the way she beats, eager to reach that goal with me.

This one was from yesterday's outdoor cycling session, one way uphill. My heart was pounding extra hard which was very much unlike her, I've done this route a few times and the highest she's gone is 189. My lungs were burning and I couldn't keep up with the oxygen demand, but I pushed through, thinking this was probably to be blamed on my hormones. On coming back home, I found that my brake padding had jammed into the wheel rim and was stuck there, almost like I was cycling the whole route with the brakes engaged the entire time. It is silly and I should've realised earlier on, but the absolute thrill I felt with the way she thrashed around inside dulled my senses I guess.

Can't wait to try harder things and push her past this limit.

[lunalillyhbhb]

Do you tend to have visible heartbeats? If so, is it obvious or do you have to look for it?

It is a bit visible, especially after hot showers or exercise! But when I'm resting, her pumping is only visible from the clothes on me or hair strands, not so much by herself.

[lunalillyhbhb]

Is there a specific spot where your heartbeat feels hardest?

As usual, it's exactly where you'd expect to find PMI XD but nowadays I do find that of I lie down sideways, I do feel her beating harder from the side.

[lunalillyhbhb]

Really enjoying your writing! Very imaginative as is your zest for fantasy. What if someone were to narrate them with their live heartbeat dubbed in, reacting to every line and phrase?! LMK if you need a volunteer. 😁🙋‍♂️

Ooh I'd love that! But that would require a lot of time and effort and I can't ask that of anyone 😓 but clips are always welcome! XD

[lunalillyhbhb]

One of these days I should record my heartbeat while playing COD(mobile), especially in BR mode and ESPECIALLY when it's down to the last 5 teams, my heart would beat so fast it sometimes distracts me. Even more dangerous if I'm playing while on the bed, with my phone in my stomach, with the way she pounds she always pulsates my phone and it's so distracting!

Also, I'm horrible at sniping because of this very reason, my heart thuds so hard when I hold my breath as I aim with full concentration, my phone shakes so much that I almost always miss the shot :')

[lunalillyhbhb]

Hey! What is your favorit heart related action? I love listening to loud and fast heartbeats, either with my ear or with my stethoscope.

I love ear stething the best! I love that ear stething just makes everything so direct and heart felt, and i hear and feel everything/the other person hears and feels my heart pounding in real time! i love both fast and slow beats, but fast beats seem more exciting!

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REBLOG

if you want a little heart-play.

I know I do.💕

[heartluver-deactivated20240321]

Need some right now

[lunalillyhbhb]

Roommates Ch.2

It's the middle of the night when I hear a faint knock on my door, awaking me from my sleep. I groggily open my eyes, feeling my heart thrum gently at 94 bpm, unaware of who could possibly be knocking at this time. I hear the door knob jangle ever so softly. Shit. Did I lock my door? I don't think so.... I've never locked it before unless I'm leaving. Shit. The door's unlocked.

I hear the hinges creak as the assailant enters my room, opening slowly so as to not make any noise. My heartbeat, already fast, picks up even more, slowly beginning to squeeze harder. I hold my breath which in turn further accelerates my the pounding, and I curse my reactive heart. What if she's beating loud enough for the person to hear? Do they know I'm awake?

I wait with baited breath, as I slightly shift my eyes in the direction of the noise. I see a rough outline of a man, taller than me by at least a foot maybe, with lean muscular arms hidden beneath a loose shirt.

It's.... my roommate? What's he doing inside?

He meanders to my table, and I hear the contents getting gently pushed around....he's looking for something. My wallet? No.... I've never kept my wallet out in the open like that.

"...shit...where is it?" I hear him curse under his breath. "...aha!" He whispers, loud enough to have woken up anyone who could have been sleeping. If he was level-headed, he'd know that any normal person would've woken up by now. My fear slowly turns into curiosity as I wonder, what was he looking for in my room?

I see him fiddle with whatever item he's found for a while, and he slowly tip toes his way to my bed. My heart which had just started to calm down, starts pounding in my chest. What is he going to do with me? Should I scream?

I feel a dip form beside my and I close my eyes shut, hoping he's buying my act of sleeping, praying my heart isn't vibrating the mattress. I hear soft clacking sounds and rubber, and feel my shirt getting pulled up.

Oh God.... Am I in danger? And I'm not wearing a bra right now.... What does he want to do with me?

Cold fingers touch my torso and I do everything in my power to not flinch. The fingers gently slide over my stomach, slowly making his way to the space between my breasts.... His gentle caress displays no malice. For some strange reason, I feel safe.

His fingers gently press into my sternum and suddenly I remember my heart, beating frantically in anticipation. Is he...feeling my heart?

"....there you are. Found you" he mumbles under his breath. I suddenly feel something cold and circular press into my tricuspid valve.

It's a sensation I'd know anywhere immediately, one which has provided me with comfort and pleasure.

It's my stethoscope.

He's stething me.

He inhales sharply and stays absolutely still. I imagine the sounds of my drum permeating through him. pounding so loud at this point it could deafen his ears. What does he think of her? Does he like her? Is she singing for him? I too want to listen to her so badly.

My heart contracts more forcefully, and I feel the steth bouncing off my chest, pushing away his fingers with each pump, thudding with such intensity.....I've never felt her beat like this. She's never done this for me, but for him she suddenly changed..... What is he doing to her?

What does he think of her??

"......Wow. You're so.....so beautiful" he mumbles.

My heart throbs in my clit, and I feel a familiar wetness between my legs, pleasure coursing through my veins, fueling my pleasure with each hammering beat inside me, pounding so hard I can feel it down. My fingers itch to touch myself, to see how far I can push my heart, show him just how desperate my little slut of a heart can beat for him. But I can't, not right now. According to him, I'm still "asleep"

"Christ.... your heart..... she's pounding so hard in my hand"

Yes I know! Please, please praise her more!

"ughh..... I wish you could feel what these beautiful beats are doing to me... SEE what it's doing to me..... No... no I need to take care of this."

He suddenly gets up, bed creaking loudly, still not expecting me to be awake. He drops my precious steth into the chair and in a hurry makes his way outside. Just before he softly shuts the door, from the corner of my eye, I see a bulge in his pants.

Did I do that to him? Did my attention whore pump do this to him?

Will he.....come by again?

As soon as I hear my door click, my fingers plunge into my pleasure zone, sliding inside so easily with how wet and dripping I was. I cover my mouth with the other hand, unable to curb the moans peeling through my entire body as I am hit with waves of pleasure, chest heaving heavily as beads of sweat form. My needy heart, devoid of the sudden attention cries out for him, slapping inside messily, squeezing herself dry with each powerful beat till the point my chest hurts.

I am filled with the need to hear him, to properly introduce him to my heart, and to properly help him through with what my heart does to him. It's the least I can do.

[lunalillyhbhb]

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This is my heartbeat while I was writing the follow-up chapters of Roommates.

I usually do a setup every time I write anything cardiophilic, so to put an image in your mind here's what I do:

I tie a tight belt above my breasts, this restricts my lung expansion and leaves smaller space for my heart to fully relax, making sure she pumps harder. That way, I can feel my heart beats better, and I love the feeling of my heart pounding hard in that small space. (just fyi, I have a very healthy heart so doing this doesn't put unhealthy strain on her, but I wouldn't recommend anyone doing this as you please! If you want to try this, do it safely and always listen to your body!)

I attach another belt, this time slightly tight and place the diaphragm in position, and tighten the belt just enough to hold it in place.

As you can hear, she always starts pumping faster, averaging between 100 (in this recording) to 125 bpm while writing. She sometimes goes higher, but rarely.

The articles of clothing I wear can differ each time, sometimes I wear a shirt and bra, sometimes just one of the two, and sometimes nothing. In this recording, I wasn't wearing anything, so that the sound of cloth doesn't get in the way of the audio and hearing my heart.

If you have suggestions on recording setups, I'd love to hear them!

[lunalillyhbhb]

Roommates

Chapter 1

The room I've rented out for the next 3 months is in a nice 3 bedroom house, with a shared bathroom and basic kitchen amenities. It's a 15 minute drive from the hospital I'll be interning at, and has all the basic stores around me in walking distance. My room is a single bedroom, window facing the busy streets. The other 2 rooms are occupied by a couple (mid 20s) in the master bedroom, and a man in his late 20s. All of us know of each other, but rarely ever interact, with our schedules never lining up. Which is perfect for me. Most of the time when I'm home, the house is empty and I'm free to do whatever I want.

Being in my mid 20s myself, my body is for most part full of vigor and energy, but mentally waay too tired. With rotations going on, I'm pushed to my limits almost every day, trying my best to impress the residents and other doctors around me.

It's the middle of the week, and my night shift finally gets over at 6 am. It's been a rough day so far, and I decide that I really need some time to myself, to let of steam in a healthy way. Already looking forward to playing with my toys, I rush back, ideas running through my head. Running up the stairs, I feel my heartbeat pick up pace, and my arousal grows. I jangle the keys in the lock in a hurry and quickly step in, fully expecting the house to be empty, as it usually is in the mornings. A quick peruse through the rooms confirms my suspicions, and the locked doors tells me no one is home, perfect.

I rush into my room, half heartedly closing the door behind me and messily removing my shirt and pants, stripping down to bra and underwear. My heart starts thundering in my chest and the familiar ache spreads throughout my body, from my chest slowly making its way down to my clit. I grab my steth and phone, select my favourite heartbeat video I can find on youtube, and start stething myself.

With one ear in the steth and the other ear listening to the video, a cacophony of strong thuds fills my brain, echoing inside all corners of my body. I feel my underwear dampen, and know that I'm close. Very close. A soft moan escapes my mouth and I slide my fingers between my throbbing clit, fully wet and needy for more stimulation.

As I start rubbing faster, I suddenly hear the door next to me click.

Shit.

Someone's home.

What do I do? My eyes quickly dart to my door and to my horror, it's slightly ajar. Anyone in the hall could catch a glimpse of me in this extremely vulnerable position.

My mind goes into panic and my already fast heart starts beating much, much more strongly. I feel her squeezing each muscle with her all, and my chest vibrates with every hammering beat and sweat dots my chest.

Somehow.....I am even more turned on. The fear of this situation has kicked my heart into overdrive, and I feel my fingers working faster, weaving its way into all my sweet spots.

Outside my door, I hear feet shuffling and catch a glimpse of my male roommate.

Am I heard? Am I quiet enough? Is my heart pounding so loudly that he can hear it? Did her hear my moans?

The feeling of the possibility of being heard further pushes my heart to her limits, and I try my best to not let my moans escape me. My body shakes and quivers more, unable to resist the waves of pleasure overcoming me. My heartbeat pounds loudly in my ears and my pussy is soaking wet and at my highest, i cup my mouth unable to curb the soft moan that escapes.

finally, a few seconds after, post nut clarity hits. Fuck what was I thinking? He definitely heard me. Or did he? I stay absolutely still on my bed and try to hear out for any noises. A few seconds pass, I hear a soft sigh and feet shuffling back to the door. With a soft click I confirm that he's back in his room and his door is closed.

Immediately jumping into action, I shut my door close, stethoscope still pressed firmly into my heart and phone video long since over. I hear as my heart beats faint but so quickly, I can't believe I almost exposed myself to a complete stranger! That too my roommate? Who knows what he would've done if he felt uncomfortable, he might've complained to the landlord and had me kicked out!

Next time I ever decide to play with myself, I better make sure no one is around, no matter how tired I am.

[lunalillyhbhb]

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As you can tell, my heart has really missed the attention. I used to be content with friends stething me to practice their technique but no one understands her wants and needs like us....

[lunalillyhbhb]

Think you could have a medical fetish outside of your work/studies?

nah not really, it's pretty much only hearts for now XD

[lunalillyhbhb]

Hola hablas español

puedo entender, aprendí un poco :D

[lunalillyhbhb]

Lea's Home

Chapter 9 pt.1

Exams seasons are finally over. All that studying, all those countless hours spent bent over books, looking at diagrams..... finally I am allowed a moment's respite. There are so many things I want to do, places I want to be, friends I want to meet, but all of that can wait.

I need her. I need Lea. Desperately, every fibre of my being yearns for her. Why do I miss her so much? Why does my heart beat so strangely when I think of her?

Anyway none of that matters. I can figure it out later anyways, I just need to see her now.

I pack my bags and exit the exam hall in a hurry, not bothering to acknowledge my classmates as they try to get my attention, asking about trivial things like "Hey! How'd the test go?" and "That was a tough one wasn't it?". I don't care if I'm coming off as rude. I run across campus to Lea's block and enter her classroom, expecting to see her in her usual spot but surprisingly she wasn't there. No worries, she probably went to the cafeteria after her test as well.

I run to the cafeteria, eyes frantically searching for her...but to no avail. I catch one of her classmates to ask for her location and they reply that she left as soon as she handed in her paper..... strange. I thought she'd wait for me.

My head is getting foggy and I'm unable to think straight.... I've missed listening to her heart, her beautiful pump as it danced for me, the way her breath caught in her throat when my finger traced along her slender curves, they way her eyes fluttered shut when the diaphragm touched her skin..... Images of her flood my mind, her moans echo in my ears. I need to see her.

I catch a cab to Lea's home. On entering, I curtly nod to the head maid and briskly walk to her room, and stand in front of her door. I resist the urge to kick the door down and take in a few deep breaths. I need to calm my mind. I focus on the thumping in my chest, my heart eager and anxious to reunite with her muse, as it squeezes hard and fast. I hear the shower turn off inside, and hear her petite footsteps as she steps out of her bathroom and the creak of her bed as she sits.

I give 2 curt knocks. "Lea? Hey..... It's me..." My voice sounds breathy. Weird.

".............." I hear her suck in her breath, as if trying not to reveal her presence inside..... Why? I've been losing my mind because I've missed her so much, did she not miss me? Am I the only one feeling so....vulnerable? I feel a twinge of pain in my heart.

"I can hear you love, I'm coming inside." I hear a scuffle as I open the door and I see Lea on her bed, frantically clutching at her bathrobe. Her eyes look at me in annoyance and I flinch at the way it pierces me.

"What's wrong? Did I do something?"

No answer. She defiantly lifts her head and looks away, still angry. My chest hurts as my heart pounds harder.

"Please.....please talk to me... please." Despite my best efforts to maintain my image, my desperation is heard clearly.

She continues to look away, though I see her eyes moisten. Here I am, baring myself openly and she still refuses to look me in the eye? And I thought we meant more to each other. I've been losing my mind the past few days, going insane just thinking about her, used to touch myself with the thought of her, hear the way my heart pounded so fiercely because of her.... but apparently she didn't feel the same way about me. I feel tears pricking my eyes and the pain in my chest makes it hard to breath. I've never let myself feel this many emotions so openly before, and I will not now. I turn my back and walk swiftly to the door.

I hear a sudden thud as Lea falls off her bed and runs to me and hugs me tight. Before I have the chance to process anything, Lea whips me around, grabs my head and kisses me.

Lea is kissing me. Desperately. Passionately. Roughly.

She pulls away and I try to catch my breath. "W-what was that?"

"I've... missed you..." Her face is flushed and her eyes stare at me defiantly and I see the depth of her longing. Just as I know she can see in my eyes. The strands that delicately frame her face shake with each beat of her heart and all of a sudden, I desperately want her. Want her heart. Want it to pound for me as she used to.

I gently caress her face, "me too... me too." And I kiss her again. This time slowly, gently. Gently sliding my tongue across her lips, tasting the sweet strawberry of her lip gloss. I feel her open her mouth more, as if giving me permission to go further.

My hands trace up her torso and rest on her neck, feeling her carotids bounding with each beat. I lock the door as things start getting more intense and push her on the bed. I grab my steth from my bag and hers from her desk. She removes her bathrobe completely and I take in her entire body. My eyes rest on her chest, which is clearly thudding away. Lea arches her back more, pushing her strong organ further out.

"My chest hurts so bad, please.... please help me" Lea pleads, eyes staring straight into my soul. I slip on my steth, get on top of her and place the steth on her tricuspid valve. Immediately the familiar sound, my reason and muse, fills my ears. Her heart is pounding so fast, I can feel just how badly she missed me.

"Let me take care of you, love". I say, and meet her lips with more passion. My other hand gently teases her nipple, hardened and erect.

I've missed her so much. And now, she's gonna realize just how badly I've missed her. Just how desperately I needed to hear her heart.