As for the pron gifs that i've found, on my audio posts. I'll just have them removed since it's too much for some. I'm new on here so I can get pretty graphic with the visual.
Hey I just want to know that I did not use AI voices to make the audios sound like that, it's actual porn audios. Just want to note that here. I want to note that I've had some of these audios since 2024 working on them privately with the use of capcut.
Would y'all be opposed to visual imagines or is that too far since I like y'all on here..but it's either blurry gifs or like animated which I'm thinking about putting on my patreon instead of on here.
Michael lets out a groan as he thrusts all of his inches at once into your heat, slick with blood and arousal. Immediately all of your period pain eases into a dull ache that you can barely feel. You let out a contented sigh, lolling your head back into the pillow thatโs resting behind you.
โMm, so tight,โ he murmurs, head rolling back. The grip on your hips tighten, leaving crescents on your skin.
You gasp. โMichael? What if blood soaks your cock? Please donโt be mad at me, baby,โ you practically beg.
He leans his head down at you, searching your pupil blown eyes, a smirk widening across his face. He licks his lips, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth.
โYou wanna be good for me then?โ He leans down to whisper in your ear, lips brushing against your lobe. The heat sends a rush of pleasure to your core, and your heart rate quickens.
โThen youโre gonna suck all the blood off my cock. Every. Last. Drop,โ he whispers, stroking your hair with a gentle touch.
You gasp, breath hitching. Youโve never been intimate with your friend before. Your childhood friend. Playgrounds, play dates, playtime, youโve been inseparable. Once you even took a bath with him when you guys were six.
โSo, what you waiting for, baby?โ Michael leans in to suck at your neck, leaving red blossoming lovebites.
โYou,โ you moan, arching your back up into his touch.
Warnings: 18+ minors dni, use of sex toys, squirting, voyeurism if you squint
Wc: 837
The house was too quiet with Michael gone. Even though it was just a short trip to the other side of the state to scout some new dancers for the tour, the silence felt heavy. You missed himโmissed the way heโd hum under his breath while moving around the room, and especially missed the way he handled you. You closed your eyes for a second, imagining his large, warm hands sliding up your thighs, his gentle voice turning husky as he whispered exactly what he wanted to do to you.
You had been trying to keep yourself busy by organizing the walk-in closet, but as you shifted some boxes, you spotted it: your rabbit vibrator. Just looking at the silicone toy made a sudden, sharp ache bloom between your legs. You were already worked up, thinking about him, and the sight of the rabbit was the breaking point.
You didn't even make it out of the closet. You kicked off your shoes and slid your panties down, leaning back against the shelving unit. You clicked the device on, the low hum vibrating through your palm before you guided it home. You let out a shaky breath as you pushed the rabbit deep into your pussy, the internal shaft filling you up while the smaller nub began to buzz relentlessly against your clit.
"Mmm, god..." you whimpered, your head hitting the wall. You started to move your hips, grinding down onto the toy, your walls clamping tight around the vibration. You were soaking wet, the friction creating a slick, squelching sound that echoed in the small space. You were lost in it, your eyes fluttering shut as you chased that peak, your body trembling with every pulse of the motor.
You didn't hear the front door open. You didn't hear the soft footsteps on the hardwood or the sound of a suitcase being set down.
Michael had come home early. He had stopped in the doorway of the closet, his breath catching in his throat. He didn't say a word; he just stood there, his dark eyes wide and filled with heat as he watched you. He watched the way your back arched, the way your thighs shook, and the way you were absolutely drenched, squirting around the vibrator in rhythmic bursts of pleasure.
He stayed silent for a long time, just taking you in, his own breathing becoming heavy. He loved seeing you like thisโcompletely undone and craving pleasure.
"Baby..." he finally whispered, his voice a velvet caress that made you jump.
You gasped, your eyes snapping open to find him leaning against the doorframe, his gaze locked on where the toy was disappearing inside you. You were frozen, the vibrator still whirring loudly in the silence.
"Michael! I... I didn't know you were home," you panted, your face flushing.
He stepped closer, his movements slow and patient, a small, tender smile playing on his lips. He didn't look judged; he looked hungry. He reached out, his long fingers gently brushing a stray hair away from your damp forehead.
"I ain't complaining, girl," he murmured, his voice dipping low. "You look so beautiful like this. Just taking care of yourself while I was gone... I love that for you."
He sank to his knees in front of you, his presence commanding yet soft. He didn't pull the toy out; instead, he reached out and pressed his palm against your stomach, feeling the vibrations rattling through your skin.
"You're shaking so bad," he whispered, his eyes searching yours. "You almost there, baby? You almost ready to pop for me?"
You let out a broken moan, your hips instinctively bucking against the rabbit. "Yes... please, Michael..."
He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. He didn't rush you; he just watched the way your pussy gripped the toy, the wetness dripping down your thighs.
"I saw you just now... saw you bust all over that toy," he breathed, his voice thick with desire. "It was so sexy, baby. Do me a favor... just one more time. Give me another squirt. I want to see you lose it right here in front of me."
The request, delivered in that sweet, patient tone, pushed you over the edge. You gripped his shoulders, your nails digging into his jacket as you cranked the vibrator to its highest setting. You screamed his name, your body convulsing as a massive wave of pleasure crashed over you, sending another gush of heat soaking into the carpet and the toy.
Michael didn't move, he just watched with an expression of pure adoration, waiting until your tremors subsided before he reached for the device. He slowly slid the rabbit out of your dripping heat with a wet pop, tossing it aside.
He looked up at you, his eyes dark and focused. "Now," he whispered, his hand sliding down to cup your aching center. "Lemme up in there so I can show you how much I missed you."
Stop giving yall unwanted opinions, you literally went on your account settings, clicked on mature settings to allow sexual themes just to see the content. No one is forcing you to listen to the FAKE audios. Idc how you feel about FAKE audios like wth lmao. Like you will get blocked since you're stupid.
