Make Me Hum

My own personal wishlist and memories. You can decide which is which. Me: female. Part sub, part bi, part unicorn, and only a hint of vanilla. Definitely exploring, and decidedly unapologetic.  18+ NSFW. All posts reblogged unless otherwise stated. Avatar is me.

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Watching

Let me watch. If you’re uncomfortable or shy then I’ll hide in the cupboard or behind the curtain. I won’t even tell you that I’m here. Just let me watch. I want to see how you like it. What makes you wet when you do it by yourself. What makes you lose control when you only have your fingers to use. I want to find out how you do it differently to the way you do when I’m with you.

Let me watch. I want to find out what it does to me when you don’t know that I’m close by. How turned on I might get behind that curtain. I wonder if I’d be able to hold back from stroking while I watch. Somehow I doubt it. I promise I won’t interrupt. I’ll wait hidden for as long as you’re touching yourself. Until you cum all over your slender fingers, soaking the sheets. I can’t promise what I’ll do after that…

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[makemehum]

For a certain persistent fan.

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I'm going to devour you now.

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That deep moan you do in her ear while you're all the way in her, will get her wetter then you think.

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“Some things are not destined to last forever but nevertheless, they’re meant to happen.”

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Without question.

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Monday. Back to work.

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Mine…🔥⚓️😘

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His...

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Chapter 1

The first time we were in bed together he held my hands pinned down above my head. I liked it. I liked him. He was moody in a way that struck me as romantic; he was funny, bright, interesting to talk to; and he gave me pleasure.

The second time he picked my scarf up off the floor where I had dropped it while getting undressed, smiled, and said, “Would you let me blindfold you?” No one had blindfolded me in bed before and I liked it. I liked him even better than the first night and later couldn’t stop smiling while brushing my teeth: I had found an extraordinarily skillful lover.

The third time he repeatedly brought me within a hairs-breadth of coming. When I was beside myself yet again and he stopped once more, I heard my voice, disembodied above the bed, pleading with him to continue. He obliged. I was beginning to fall in love.

The fourth time, when I was aroused enough to be fairly oblivious, he used the same scarf to tie my wrists together. That morning, he had sent thirteen roses to my office.

Elizabeth McNeill, “Nine and a Half Weeks”

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Me. Because happy summer.