I don't just want to touch her pussy, I want to feel every part of her body. I won't be satisfied until I know every single limb, every single curve, and every single strand of hair on her body.

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I don't just want to touch her pussy, I want to feel every part of her body. I won't be satisfied until I know every single limb, every single curve, and every single strand of hair on her body.
pressing my lips to your inner thigh. slow. warm. taking my time.
“please.” barely audible against your skin. pressing another kiss higher. “please can i… please let me make you feel good.”
your hand finding my hair. stroking slow. “yes, baby.” warm. gentle. “go ahead.”
the permission making me . pressing more kisses up your thigh. the other one. taking my time getting there. everything feeling slower and warmer and more present than usual.
mouth finding you finally.
“good girl.” your hand still moving slow in my hair. not guiding. just resting there. “just like that. you’re doing so well already.”
staying completely focused on you. learning every place that makes your breathing change. finding what works and not moving from it. not thinking about anything except this. except you. except how good i want to make you feel.
“so good baby.” your voice low and warm above me. “taking such good care of me.”
working you steadier. feeling you get closer. your thighs pressing gently against my shoulders. hand tightening slightly in my hair.
“you’re doing so perfectly.” you moan out. “don’t stop. just like that.”
feeling you cum. staying there. working you through every single second of it until you’re pulling me up to you.
pulling me into your chest immediately. arms around me. pressing a kiss to my hair. my forehead. finding my mouth. kissing me slow and warm.
pulling back. cupping my face in both hands. looking at me.
“i’m so proud of you.” stroking my cheeks with your thumbs. “so so proud baby. you did so well.” pressing a kiss to my forehead. pulling me back close. “my good girl. so perfect.”
i will never make you feel like you have to perform for me. i will never make you feel like you have to show your skin for me to love you. i will never make you feel like you have to act older than you are. i will never make you feel like you have to do anything you dont want to. please let me be the one for you.
sitting on mommy’s lap as images of adult toys scroll past the screen. you’re shoving your face into her chest, embarrassed, as she coos while clicking on every one she wants to see in you.
“isn’t this one so cute, baby? mmm, i’m not sure if my little girl can take that. it’s okay, sweet bunny. mommy will make it fit.”
torn between which is hotter, eating pussy and she’s pushing you away because its too much or pulling you in and practically fucking your face
you've been holding it for a while now. i made sure of that. made you drink glass after glass while i kept you close. kept touching you. kissing your neck. running my hands over you. getting you worked up slowly while you got fuller and fuller and couldn't do anything about either.
watched you start to squirm on my lap. watched you press your thighs together. watched you try to be subtle about it and fail.
"you okay?" already knowing the answer.
shifting against me. not answering. just pressing closer.
"i know." pressing a kiss to your temple. hand running slow up your thigh. feeling you tense immediately. "not yet."
a small desperate sound. hiding your face in my neck.
"i know baby." cooed at you. "just a little longer."
by the time i pushed you back onto the bed you were a complete mess. squirming before you even hit the mattress. grabbing at me. hands pulling at my shirt. at my arms. needing me closer. needing something.
"please..." barely coherent already. "mommy please..."
"i know." pressing a kiss to your jaw. your neck. taking my time. running my hands over you slowly. feeling you shiver under them. "i know sweetheart."
pulling at me harder. hips already shifting.
pressing another kiss to your collarbone. your chest. making my way down slowly. taking my time.
"mommy—" whimpered out. trying to pull me back up. needing me closer.
"i've got you." not rushing. pressing a kiss to your stomach. feeling you tense under my lips. "i've got you baby. i'm right here."
sliding my hand down finally. feeling how wet you are before i even get there.
pausing.
looking up at you.
"look at you." so soft. "you're soaked already sweetheart."
hiding your face. a small embarrassed sound.
"don't hide." gently. fingers just barely there. "let me see you."
whining. hips chasing my hand immediately.
starting slow. just my fingers. barely. feeling your whole body react all at once. feeling how sensitive everything is. how full you are making every sensation more intense. more overwhelming.
grabbing at my arm. a desperate sound.
"i've got you." keeping the same pace. watching your hips roll toward me. "breathe. i've got you."
squirming. thighs trying to press together out of habit. fighting so many things at once.
not stopping. curling my fingers slightly. watching you gasp. feeling you clench.
"does it feel good?"
nodding. barely. eyes shut. another small sound slipping out.
working you slow. taking my time. watching your face. the way your lip keeps catching between your teeth. the way your hands keep flexing against my arm. the way you're losing the battle against all of it slowly and beautifully.
"you're doing so well." stroking your hip. "so well baby."
a shaky breath. trying to hold it together.
"mommy—" just that. just my name. voice cracking on it.
"i know." so gentle. not stopping. "i know. i've got you."
tears sliding down now. not from pain. just from how much it all is. too full. too turned on. too sensitive. all of it compounding into something overwhelming.
"please—" barely a whisper. "please i need—"
"yeah." pulling my fingers away slowly. watching you whimper at the loss. "i know what you need."
reaching for the strap. taking my time with it. watching you watch me. chest heaving. thighs shaking. bottom lip caught between your teeth.
lining up. pressing in slow.
the sound you make.
"i know." pressing in deeper. so slow. hand warm and steady on your hip. "i know baby. just breathe. i've got you."
starting to move. slow and deep. watching your face try to process all of it at once.
finding your clit with my thumb. slow easy circles.
your whole body arching up immediately. a broken gasp.
"stay with me." not stopping. keeping both rhythms steady. "just feel good. i've got you."
squirming. hips moving on their own. leaking slightly and whimpering about it.
"hey." so soft. not stopping. "you're okay. i've got you. just feel good for me."
nodding weakly. tears sliding down.
speeding up slightly. watching you lose the last bit of composure you were holding onto.
hips chasing me now. not fighting anymore. taking every inch of me.
"that's it." so warm. leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek. still moving. "that's it sweetheart. just feel good. i've got you. i'm right here."
"please—" the way you say it. completely gone. not a word anymore. just a sound.
"i've got you." not slowing down. "let go. i'm right here. let go for me."
feeling you fall apart. the sound you make. the way your whole body gives in all at once. the way everything releases at exactly the same moment.
staying right there. working you through every second of it.
pulling you close the moment you come down. arms around you before you've even caught your breath. pressing kisses to your hair. your temple. your cheek.
"i've got you. you're okay. i've got you."
holding you through all of it. rubbing your back. keeping you close. pressing soft kisses to your face while you come back slowly.
after. when your breathing evens out. when the grip on my shirt loosens into something softer.
stroking your hair back from your face.
"you did so well." so soft. pressing a kiss to your forehead. "so well baby. i'm so proud of you." pressing another kiss to your cheek. your nose. watching your eyes flutter. still dazed. still soft. "my good girl. so perfect for me."
tucking your face back into my neck. arms around me loosely.
keeping you there. rubbing slow circles on your back.
"i've got you. i'm right here."
i fw needy insecure girls that never shut up
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Loveless sex is for the sociopath. Sex is attachment; biology is divine order. Sex is the covenant of flesh and spirit; red yoni is the Ark of the Covenant.
Soft, sensual sex with dominant undertones is something I think of often.
Wrapping my hand around her much smaller throat, just holding it there as I slowly slide in and out of her messy cunt.
Watching the way her eyes flutter when I slowly spit onto her tongue, holding her mouth gently closer as I tell her to swallow.
Or watching the way my strap goes in and out of her little pussy, the faint outline of it being seen with each thrust because her little cunt can barely handle her Mommy’s thick cock.
I love how you’re more emotional rather than lustful about this
i’m not entirely sure what “this” is referring to but thank you, that’s really sweet. i just really like learning people, i think emotions are beautiful.
Fuck nonchalance, showing emotions is so attractive
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1912, featured in Letters To Felice