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the girls knew how close she and nathan were and his group of friends were all separated for the night, but not isabel's friends. they had planned a night out for everyone and she didn't want to leave nathan at home alone. she knew he'd enjoy being out with the group, so she took him along with her. it was the most fun she's had in a while and that was saying something considered their lives weren't quiet like she was.

isabel opened up while she was out with the girls and she had plenty of alcohol in her system. she did stay close to nathan, though, because she knew other women might get a little too handsy and isabel didn't like that. after they were finished bar hopping, it was around three in the morning once they got to the hotel they'd booked a room in. she and nathan got a bed together, but one of her friends had to sleep with them.

the friend was on the outside while isabel was placed in the middle and nathan was behind her. she was too wired for sleep, so when jacinda fell asleep, she bit into her lip, ready to get up. nathan's arm was tight around her frame, though, and she squirmed a little. she felt her boyfriend's lips against her skin and she shivered. when he spoke, she blushed furiously.

more words and she couldn't breathe as his hand slipped beneath her t-shirt. her lips parted with a quiet huff of air and she opened her eyes to make sure her friend was still asleep. when his hand made its way between her thighs, she had to stay as quiet as possible. isabel's heart raced in her chest and she dug her teeth into her lower lip. her hand rested over his and she let him feel how wet she was getting because of him. "jesus..." she whispered. / @purehoneybees

#blushdrunks #nathan.interactions #usfw

Nathan was a known to be a dominant man. It turns him on to own her body, in the way that he does. Equally so, he loved seeing her cling onto him all night in fear that other women may try to make their way to him. They had this deep codependency that really fueled the passion he felt when it came to being her man. Whether that be trying his best to attract her or simply being the man that she deserves, it was all fueled by his pure desire to have her to himself and give himself to her.

His hands continue to play with her. Pulling and pinching on her hardening nipples, while his other hand enjoyes the slick feeling of her sopping cunt. "You were so sexy tonight. I swear I'm gonna put a fucking baby in you..." His words were aggressive and piercing. "Be a good girl and get your body ready to cockwarm me."

When he speaks it's direct, albeit a bit slurred from the alcohol. His hands pull her in closer so that his boner is felt against her body, threatening to burst out of his clothes. Nathan loved that she was this willing. She'd never denied him of these sinful pleasures—no matter how insane they were. // @blushdrunks

she giggled as he peppered kisses all along her cheek and her neck, and she sighed, leaning into his frame. when he apologises for waking her up, she shook her head, "baby, it's okay. you needed that...i didn't mind it at all," she said and cupped his cheek in her hand. she leaned up and pressed another kiss to his lips. she inhaled sharply as he continued to tease her, but she pressed closer to his frame with a quiet whimper.

"i know you did, babyboy, but i do know how your work get get on wednesdays. they don't pay you enough there for all of the work you do for them. i should go in and complain, honestly." isla smiled and she nudged her nose against his cheek. when she feels his fingers against her folds, she whined and turned a little, nearly trapping his hand between her thighs because of how sensitive she was. / @purehoneybees

#blushdrunks #usfw #keith.interactions

What turned him on more than her immaculate body—was her capability to care for him. She allowed him to be unapologetically needy. It was one of the many things that had him so attached to her. "You shouldn't have to... I'll ask to get more time off." His promise sounds like dirty talk—their domestic conversation bleeding into their dirty talk.

His fingers continue to tease, warming her up for yet another round. "Do you have work tomorrow..?" He asks, while his other hand reaching to grope her breasts and tease her nipples. "I don't want to keep you up too late..." // @blushdrunks

what she should've done was to take every remaining piece that was left intact within her to push away every bit of tyson that was on her body. by allowing him more of her, not only was she condemning herself but she was throwing away everything that she had built up for a man like him. it wasn't as if tyson had similar status as she was, not so sure if he could even keep up with the expenses she had. what he did have was the amount of attention that she so longed for in the many years that she had been with her husband. what she hoped would be nothing more but a fling turns into possession that her sex-dazed thoughts couldn't even comprehend. in her eyes, this was what it meant to be cared for because he adored her, did he not?

it was as if he were opening doors for her to lead her into this world where she realizes that she could find a connection in a man like him, to fill in the gaps in her life that she desperately had been looking for.

in that thought, suri grows desperate to be with him. she was letting him win her over, how she no longer tells him to stop but keeps surrendering herself to him more. there was that sigh of relief that follows the release in her arms, how immediately she's grabbing his dick in her hand— or at least the parts of him she couldn't shove in her mouth yet, the other moving across his chest. she longs for him.

she doesn't cower away from his touch, merely whimpering as she looks up at him. her head turns as she's kissing his hand like her were some king. all of that still for the camera to take as she tells him, "i was made for your dick ... isn't that why?" no longer denying herself of him. the toy in her cunt would leave her body buzzing for more, already having her lips kissing the lines of his abdomen. "i'm only like this because you love me." // @purehoneybees.

#tyson.interactions #usfw #intcxications

Hell freezes over as it watches this, once highly sophisticated woman, worship the younger man with her body. Tyson closes his eyes as he enjoys the feeling of her hands clawing at him. When his eyes open, he watches her like Odin did Freya—possesive and violently loving. "That's right." The man speaks. A hand runs through her hair, holding her face closer to his body so that she can continue showing her love. The softness of his hands juxtaposes the intense acts that have just occured and plays opposite the intemperate buzzing of the sex toy that continues to please her—hoping to keep her in this dick-drunk state.

"That is why." The response borders degrading—speaking to her like she was a common slut. Maybe she was. It didn't make him love her any less. That fact might even have made him love her more. He's admiring every inch of her. From where he was standing, he saw no imperfections. "I do love you. So much... I'm so glad you finally understand." Maybe some wouldn't see his affection as love.

Obsession was more accurate. It was only elevated by the fact that he had photos of her all over his phone—notes about where she was at any given time. Every phone numer of her friends saved in case he needed more. He had a distaste for the word stalking, since he knew she liked it. She was strong, independant, and immensely successful—but she never had a man show this much intrest in her. Tyson abused that fact and gave her ever drop of attention that she could possibly wish for. All he asked was her obedience in return.

Now she was ruined. There was beauty in the fact that he could take something from her—anal virginity felt just as good as any other. And after a video like this, her husband wouldn't dare keep their marriage now. Suri belonged to Tyson now. "Let's get you washed up..." He tells her, then finally cutting off the video and letting them share a moment of privacy. "I want to fuck my perfect slut in the tub..." Tyson kisses her head with sweet gentleness before pulling back and admiring his work. He was far from done with her—but their moments had a perfect ebb and flow. From rough to soft—it was how he kept her in line. Slowly he reaches to pull the toy from her, giving her senses a second to recalibrate.

"Wait here, my love. I'll run the bath." When the male leaves her in the dungeon, he enjoys the thought of giving her a moment to collect her thoughts. It's been months that they've been having this affair, but he finally got her to break for him. He could barely contain the egotistical smirk that was plastered on his face, amidst the sweat and sex-musk.

He runs the bath and watches as it begins to fill with warm water, before returning to his lover. "Ready?" Tyson asks as he wraps his arms around her, pulling their forms together once again. // @intcxications

natalie had learned a thing or two about how innocence played such an important role being the princess that she was. it was that mask that she had to put on to stay acceptable, to fit into the mold that was put onto her the minute that she was conceived. it would mean requiring to play this game with arthur, to have him teach the virgin princess ways on how to please a man that could be her husband. she'd have him conceal it in ways of simply preparing her to be the princess that she was expected to be.

who else would do it better than him? the man had been by her side for god knows how long. she trusted him to be doing this with him, to be the first man to feel the softness of her mouth, how her tongue glides against his girth and how her cheeks hallow as she bobs her head against it to try and please him. worshipping his cock with her mouth, she listens to the praises, aching to hear more from him if she could.

he was so big inside of her, far more than what she had expected that she needs to drop her jaw wider and take sharp inhales to have some air inside of her as he makes her take more. she was the student here, learning how to please a man like him all for the sake of the kingdom.

it was until he claims her that natalie senses more to this than simply a lesson. it had her pulling back from his cock, wrapping her fingers around it as her drool stained mouth would let her speak, "like this? is there more things a man wants, arthur?" tongue poking out to deliver kitten-like licks to that reddened tip of his. "how do i become the best whore for my husband? will you teach me that too?" // @purehoneybees.

#intcxications #arthur.interactions #usfw #fantasy au

It's vile to be looking down at the country's princess, like this. Spit staining the face of the land's most prized posession had to be some sort of sin. At the very least, he knew his head would be chopped off if anyone found out the kind of things he was planning to do to her. No prince would want her after he's done. The kingdom's virigin would no longer be pure.

"This is a start." The knight responds, trying his best to maintain his composure as each lick and touch threatens to send him over the edge. He tries to contain himself—not wanting to burst too soon. Arthur was deeply anxious about impressing her, even if she was a virgin. He was always so ready to please her. In ever facet of his life he worked to serve her. Even against his better judgement, tonight would be no different.

"You're already so good—so dutiful." A tinge of jealousy. Even with her all over his cock, he knew that she wouldn't be his. Maybe that's what fueled the intensity that followed. "But just remember your husband is always the one in charge... That'll really please him." The words he spoke felt foreign, as if he were learning them while simultaneously teaching.

Arthur knew this would ruin him too. He'd been in love with the princess for as long as he could remember. Now she was here begging him to use her. "Don't forget to tease—your husband should be the only man that is allowed to open you up; physically and mentally." The rule felt hollow since she was allowing him that exact privilege. Yet neither of them cared to stop.

"You're a cute princess... Don't let him see your sultry emotions until he earns it." Gripping the side of her face to show her what he means. By the end of the night, Arthur plans on earning the right to own her—even if it's only for tonight. He uses his hold on her to pull her back down, choking her on his cock. Pulling her back and fourth, he begins to work a rhythm. Beneath his breath he mutters loving words and promises of an amazing night—as romantic as he could muster, while fucking her throat.

lauren loved the man her husband was in general. he was shy, he was sweet...he loved things like comics and video games. she liked to watch him play and she loved when he came home and he was insatiable for her. most people wouldn't have believed it, honestly, but their friends knew. the group didn't really have secrets. they were all kind of intertwined, honestly. she felt her husband's fingers in her hair and she whimpered around his cock.

she could also feel the sun on her face and she continued to move her head, letting him hit the back of her throat. she swallowed around him, mirroring the way he pussy would pull him in, she was just doing it with her mouth and her throat. she gripped onto his hips and pulled him closer to her as she moved a little quicker. she dug her nails into his skin and pulled him closer so she could take all of him into her mouth. lauren rested one of her hands on top of his, gesturing for him to take control if he wanted to, to fuck her mouth and her throat. / @purehoneybees

#blushdrunks #usfw #hank.interactions

Hank wouldn't be half the man he was without her. While he retained his timid nature, he found him self more confident and open around those he cared about. Their friends were surprised to hear him so open about their sex life. Hank would constantly tell them about how amazing the sex was and how frustration was an emotion that had almost disappeared from his life, thanks to her always being willing help him out.

So he takes her head and begins pulling her down, moaning as he feels the suction of her throat masterfully swallow him deeper into her. He looks down and takes pleasure in the sight of her body beneath his, while his hips begin to pick up speed. "God—" The male blushes at how intense he starts to react. His muscles visibly flex as he feels a wave of pleasure wash over his body.

Hank's shaft throbs between her lips and against her tongue. His balls grow, filling with cum ready to burst. With each thrust, he gets closer to another orgasm. // @blushdrunks

she knew this was a fantasy of her husband's and had been for a while. if anything, she just wanted to make him happy and if this did it, then she was going to do it. they had found themselves in one of their friend's bedrooms at their house party and her fingers were wrapped around his cock, stroking him slowly. her lips parted against his before they curled up in a grin, "does it feel good, baby?" she whispered against his lips and gave a quiet chuckle. she released him and turned around, "unzip me and then i'll let you fuck me. i'll even keep the little headband on for you."

a hum escaped her and once the outfit is unzipped, she peeled it from her frame and stood there, naked, with the headband in. she tilted her head to the side and bit into her lip before she tugged on his hand and pulled him towards the bed. she laid back against the pillows and quirked a brow, smirking in his direction. "c'mere, puddin'..." she purred and beckoned him over with her finger.

lauren wiggled a little and she giggled before pulling her husband on top of her. she pushed his pants down the rest of the way and tugged the rest of his costume off. leaning up, she crashed their lips together and she gasped against them as she guided his hand between her thighs to show him just how wet she was. she hummed softly and tugged his lower lip between her teeth. "fuck me," she whispered and tipped her head to the side. / @purehoneybees

#blushdrunks #usfw #hank.interactions

Hank had to be the nerdiest person known to man. Fantasies of Harley Quinn were all too frequent, though he was glad that Lauren had never teased him for it. Tonight continued to prove that she truly accepted him—kinks and all.

When he's on top of her, he moans when he feels how wet she is for him. The rumble of the music outside the walls allows him to moan and groan without worry that anyone would hear. Even with how shy he was, he was far too turned on and drunk to care if anyone caught them. The way he kisses her and rubs her clit shows how much he loves her and how much he knows her body.

Above her is his throbbing cock, begging to push into her—needing her body to make him whole. It's a few minutes before he does so, wanting to use his fingers to warm her up and enjoying the sight of Harley Quinn getting fingered beneath him. "I love you..." He says, blushing wildly. // @blushdrunks

her watching that kind of porn was nothing more but a curiosity of hers, never really diving deep into that world just yet. a part of her had wondered if logan would ever try something like that with her. would he be willing to blindfold her, tie her up and use her body as he pleased? it wasn't impossible, but this was a good start to that. kat simply wanted to show him how much she trusted him that she was willing to let him take her like that, why she pleaded for him to give her more and take more of her — she loves him for it.

no longer would they be thinking of moving as one, not when the need to release came to play. she was trying her very best to get what she needed, to be able to reach her high and show him how much she loves him all at the same time. it was driving her crazy how his cock and his fingers could get her this way, how she lets him have her and how proud she really was to be his because there was no one else she could even want but logan.

the tears were rimming her eyelids, quick to fall to her cheeks as she cries in "thank you" for even having him fuck her that much, and that he was willing to let her cum for him. so, she does. an incredible experience as it always was, her mouth hangs open as she barely could even form the words that she wanted to say to him. she's babbling, cursing and his name mixes in with all that as her walls clench tight around his cock a little too tight than it probably should. an orgasm on command, showing her obedience with these ragged whimpers and her own orgasm spilling out between her thighs — just like the pretty little whore that she really was for him. // @purehoneybees.

#intcxications #usfw #logan.interactions

Logan was no stranger to opening up doors for his partners. He remembered a time when Kat was a sweet girl—only letting disastrously naughty thoughts fester in the outskirts of her most faint peripherals. When they started dating, he slowly pulled her true self into the forefront; a good girl. A title in which he reminds her of everytime she cums on command. When he feels her go over the edge, he moans with her—enjoying this shared moment of hedonism.

It's almost violent, the way he fights to take full control of her body. As in sync these two were on any given days, they were both slaves to pleasure. Constantly fighting to please themselves and each other—both equal parts generous and selfish in the way they fuck each other.

Just because she cums doesn't mean he stops. If anything, he goes harder—every moment with her was one he cherished, making the most of every second that she let him control her body; even morso now, that she was allowing him to bind and blindfold her. It's minutes into the next video before he pulls out to adjust her body. He's shoving her face deeper into the couch cushions. Her ass is pulled up even more so that he could see her cute asshole presented out to him.

There's a moment for them to rest. Sounds of porn and their heavy breathing filling the room. Logan feels the thumping of his heart as he spits into his hand, coating his fingers with his saliva—teasing her asshole before shoving his dick into her. A satisfied groan leaves his lips as he feels the tight squeeze of her ass. "You should see how fucking beautiful you look right now." He tells her, admiring how messy she was beginning to turn. God he loved when his dick brought her to tears. // @intcxications

he looked upset and diana furrowed her brow, but she didn't say a word. when he said they were fairly close, she bit into her lip and nodded her head. diana sighed and she situated in the bed, swinging her legs off of it. "yeah, i just need to get changed. they said they were giving me some painkillers for the pain i'm in. and something to help with the headache." she swallowed thickly. she grabbed her clothes that were laid out for her by a bag.

"i'll just..." she pointed to the bathroom and gave him a little smile. he said they were fairly close, but she remembers nothing and she wasn't going to get changed in front of someone she didn't know. a sigh escaped her as she changed and she grimaced over the aches and pains all over her body. when she finished, she stepped out of the bathroom and slipped into her shoes. "do...what's your name?" she asked, smiling up at him. / @purehoneybees

#blushdrunks #tyson.interactions

"Tyson." The man answered, almost instantly. Nerves were getting the better of him and it was obvious with the way he was fighting the urge to hold her—hug her tight and know that she was okay. His eyes cast on her as if he was seeing the love of his life, but his physical form held back; making sure she felt okay around this stranger.

With the little bit of skin that showed on her, he could see bruises and cuts. Each blemish broke his heart even more. He was glad she was okay, but tortured by the fact that he wasn't there to protect her. Tyson would've gladly taken her place. "We'll have to grab some of the meds from the nurse then I'll pick up the perscription later. Are you ready to go?" // @blushdrunks

to find the perfect one really meant taking one’s time to discover the inner workings of each person encountered, to allow themselves to fall deeply into each other until there was no one else could ever replace what the other needed. selene felt that way about vincent so easily though, learning more about him wasn’t a chore to her but one to soothe curiosities in her head. from talking about everything and anything, to scrambling with words as she would desperately beg for him to have her, selene knew that there could be no other person she could love the way she loved him.

it was him who knows how to make her feel so loved, so seen and understood the way he did even when he was busy ruining her in her wedding dress, drowning her with the satisfaction of being fucked in this very car. her body felt as if it were on heat, left screaming and begging for him to give himself to her. she didn’t care about the driver before them, or the other vehicles that question why theirs was all over the place even when it halts. all that mattered was him, how he held her and how she praises him with all her might. he was her everything and she was more than willing to make him see that.

at the brink of her orgasm, his bride was in tears over the electricity that shocks her body from how deep he spills himself into her. the laughter slipping out as disbelief comes, unable to believe that they could actually be doing this on their wedding day in the very car that brought them to the ceremony. she’s trembling as her walls clamp around him, her own orgasm spilling out of her as she gives him herself — a proper consummation of their marriage before they even met the bed.

shameless was she to even be kissing him, smiling through their lips with her fingers in his hair as she was nodding in agreement. “don’t be.” she breathes out, her chest heaving as she reluctantly tears herself away from her only when they arrive at the hotel. doors needing to be open to unveil the sex-riddled bride, mumbling into her groom’s air, “elevator.” the singular word to tell him where she wanted him, how quickly she needed him. if this was how the rest of their honeymoon would go about, then she wouldn’t mind extending their little vacation a tad bit longer.

selene was more than ready to be giving herself to her husband.

#vincent.interactions #usfw #intcxications

The groom rushes his bride through the hotel lobby. His pants are sagged and roughly buttoned, so to give the illusion of some modesty. Around them are other patrons, surrounded by the lavishly outfitted hotel lobby. Half carrying her and half tugging her along, Vincent pulls his disheveled bride into the nearest elevator. A nice couple gladly stepped to the side to let the newlyweds shove themselves into the metal box, where their hotel card slid in nicely. A ding sounds as the machine registers that they were to be taken straight to the penthouse suite.

The doors to the elevator aren't even closed fully when Vincent unbuttons his pants again and pulls out his dick for his lover. He shoves her against the wall of the elevator. When he kisses her, it's with so much enthusiasm that it borders violence. It's obvious his libido is insatiable—like an animal in desperate need to mate.

Muscular hands hold her up against the wall, proving that he has the control; Vincent always had the control. He's addicted to the way she's drunk for his love. They've had a number of drinks during the reception, but he knows that only his cock can send her into this kind of frenzy.

It isn't difficult for him to find his grip and turn her around, making sure her ass was exposed to him. His hands push her long dress into a bundle of fabric above her legs and he pushes into her—feeling the familar feeling of her body against his chest as he pushes back into her cunt—moaning with intense gratification as if it is a relief to be reunited with her. While he fucks her, he whispers praises into her ears. Soon after are promises of cum splattered on her face and skin. These words were just as deep and intense as their vows. // @intcxications

kat would’ve learned sooner rather than later that logan held such a force towards her. she had always been more poised and graceful, calculated with her actions before logan. after all, the girl once cared about reputation and the one she had, carrying it with her whenever she went. she couldn’t dare embarrass herself, but since he came along things really have changed. now, she allows herself to go beyond her own limits and simply lets the man ravish her as he sees it fit. wasn’t like it was something she did because she just wanted to please him. kat thrived off the fact that he couldn’t get enough of her that he wouldn’t hesitate to have her in all the ways possible. she loved knowing that because it with him that she finds such trust to let him take her to all these places possible.

it was simply how they love each other.

she bares her soul out to him, how she lets the man see every bit that there was to her and to let him use that to have her submit to him. noises would continue to leave her lips, the whining, the moans and the whimpers she lets go as her hips sink back onto him, onto that cock she’d been needing for so long. “daddy —“ she could hear herself way, the tears brimming her eyes as she grips onto the cushions of the couch. her hips couldn’t even stop rocking back to him, wanting to slam them against his own because she had been waiting for him to give himself to her so patiently.

her body shakes with pleasure, the breath in her lungs expelled so quickly that she needed to work twice as hard to bring the oxygen back. logan gave her such ecstasy that she couldn’t stop to a point of addiction, like this was self-preservation and she needed him to live.

“don’t stop, don’t you stop!” kat whimpers as her lips dress itself with a smile, pleased with how roughly her body was being used by him. her body was slowly weakening, shaking too hard as her cunt became sopping wet around his dick, but she continues to fuck herself on that cock, to try and shove that finger deeper in her ass. she didn’t care how out of sync they were in that moment. all she really cared was how heavenly this felt and how badly she needed to cum for him. surely, they deserved that by now. // @purehoneybees.

#intcxications #logan.interactions #usfw

She wasn't nearly as bound as they would've liked—Watching the porn that played made it obvious that the best look would be ropes and chains; whips and gags would add to the entire experience. Logan was ready to dive into yet another kinky world with his lover. His hand raises and SLAPS her ass, sending a sting to her cheek along with the throbbing feeling on his palm.

They were moving out of sync, both fighting for pleasure and using the other for it. It was the way they operated. The movements were rough and needy—every thrust pushed his dick deeper into her as he used her sopping cunt to his own perverted advantage. She was made for him—only him. The way they moved and fucked was its own language. Every thrust screamed 'I love you' and the deeper his thumb pushed into her asshole yelled 'this body belongs to me'.

The other hand raches for the back of her neck, holding his slut in place while he moved his hip. While she begged him to continue, he happily obliged. Each thrust got rougher, as if angry that he couldn't fuck any harder. Low, grumbling, grunts leave his throat as he pounds into her wet cunt. "Cum for me, slut—show Daddy how much you need his dick... Show me that you can cum on command like a pretty whore." // @intcxications

she just watched as he dragged his tongue along her chest and she dropped her head back with a gasp. desire pooled between her thighs once more and she ran her fingers through his hair. the cool air hit her skin and covered her in goosebumps and she giggled when he spoke, "i do know how much you love my boobs, baby," she murmured and gasped as his thumb brushed against the hardened buds. she swallowed thickly and tilted her head for a moment.

he grabbed her hand and pressed it against the front of his boxers and she inhaled sharply when she felt how hard he was again. she fixed her tank top and smiled when he laced their fingers together and pulled her out of their bed. she watched as he grabbed a pillow and she smirked to herself before following behind him into their kitchen.

hank pulled her in for another kiss and her arms curled around his neck as she deepened it. then he was grabbing her ass and pressing her frame flush against his once more. she gasped over the way his cock pressed against her through the material and she needed him in whatever way possible. he dropped the pillow at his feet and she smiled, but tilted her head to the side.

"hm," she hummed and slipped her hand into his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his hardened length. "should i get on my knees, though?" she whispered against his lips. "do you think you deserve that?" lauren teased her husband and she nipped at his lower lip before she was pressing kisses along his jaw and the front of his throat.

she was going to do it, regardless, but she wanted to draw it out. her mouth traveled over his chest and down his torso ever so slowly. when she was finally on her knees and looking up at him, she pulled his cock out of his boxers and leaned forward to press a kiss to the tip before she wrapped her lips around him. she sank onto him until his tip hit the back of her throat and she whimpered. / @purehoneybees

#hank.interactions #usfw #blushdrunks

They were the picture definition of sexual afterglow. Their skin glistened with the thin layer of sweat that beaded—but was disrupted by the cool air. The contrast between the internal body warmth and the cool exterior made his skin feel sensitive—lighting up with each kiss. His head falls back on his shoulders and his eyes close as she lowers her lips down his body. "I've been good, don't you think?" Hank banters back, his breath hitching as he feelt the sweet kiss to his tip.

On the surface, Hank was a softer man, but his libido was damn near insatiable. His friends could never believe that the nerdy shy member of the group was secretly a hedonistic sexual beast. Fingers push through her blond locks and he makes sure the hair is out of her way as she sinks down onto him. Hank's eyelids hang low, both because of the sleepiness and the extreme amount of pleasure.

The light peered through the blinds perfectly, giving him a wonderful veiw of her face—gorgeously sucking him off with cute bed hair tangled between his digits. A beautiful late sunrise was the perfect backdrop to morning head. // @blushdrunks

she’s done it, suri had actually given into to tyson and these heinous demands of his. even if she were to deny it, his phone had recorded every syllable of her confession, but whatever it was she knew that it was tyson who could fulfill what it was that her heart yearned for. beyond the morality of it all, it was him who managed to meet her needs. he gave her the attention she craved for, the way he cares for her and how he loves her in ways that her husband had never done to her. no matter how much she’d try to stay in denial, the truth was bound to come out — she wanted to be loved by him because she wanted to love a man like him.

gasping heavily from his orgasm, the redhead felt as if she were spent from the intensity of the debauchery that had occurred in this damned dungeon of his. her body trembles and twitches to the sensation of his cum leaking out of her, to her own nectar trickling down her thighs. the camera could easily capture it, how she had fully degraded herself to his toy and the object of his satisfaction.

before she could even get a second, the smallest second to breathe, tyson was out here celebrating her confession. his cock immediately shoved into her mouth, one that makes her moan. there was little resistance to his actions. she was already hallowing her cheeks for him, tongue stroking that shaft from within as she leans into his body more. even as tears coat her eyes and her mascara trickle down her cheeks, she loves him by sucking on his dick and by bobbing her head on it.

she loves him, that she’s learned now as she takes him fully into her mouth, looking up into his eyes when she does. it was as if she were sealing it in, letting this be the testament of her love and devotion to this younger man, because could she really have anyone better than tyson?

absolutely not. // @purehoneybees.

#intcxications #usfw #tyson.interactions

Tyson should be worried about the way his brain alters at the thought of her. It should be worrying how every moment of every day is filled with the idea of her and how he wants her to himself—he was never great with sharing. There was no justification for the way he aimed to break her down and use her like a pocket-slut, in the guise of pampering her. But he knew, that they both knew, that treating her this was WAS pampering her.

Suri was the type of woman who worked too much. Too many jobs and too many titles. She was older than him, yes, but he was more than happy to show how much more experienced she was. The kind of love they shared was one that her husband could never understand—No one could possibly understand this kind of connection. His hands run through her fiery locks, holding it out of the way as she swallows him whole—without using her hands, mind you.

Her perfect skin was beautiful, bound, and bruised from use. No longer was she denying him—and it wasn't like she gave him that much push back to begin with. A victorious moan escapes his lips as he leans in to rip the knot out of the rope that held her, releasing her from the bondage and encouraging her to grab for his body—to worship him in the way that he knew she wanted to.

"You're so fucking pretty when you take this dick, Suri... Look at you." He pulls her off his cock only to hold her by the chin and smack her face with his girth—then his hand. Tyson was rough—but he knew she liked him like that. He aimed to dominate and control; it's what he did best. // @intcxications

she tipped her head back against his shoulder for a moment, as he fucks into her. she dug her teeth into her lower lip and then the air leaves her lungs when he's suddenly turning her and putting her back to the mattress. she was in just a t-shirt and her panties and her panties were destroyed by now. before he continued, she pulled the t-shirt and underwear off, tossing them to the side so he could touch as much of her as possible.

he's got her legs spread once more and he's buried inside of her. her head fell back and she gasped out his name as he thanks her over and over. she turned her head to press a kiss to his temple before her nails are raking down the length of his back. then he's got her in a different position with her body turned a little as he's got a grip on both of her ankles, her legs moved to the side.

isla chokes out a whimper and she slipped her hand between her thighs and she began to rub against her clit because she had to cum. it had been building this whole time and it was her turn. she hummed as the feeling built pressure at the base of her spine and at the pit of her stomach. "holy fuck, baby," she whispered and arched her back off of the bed as her whole body tensed up before she was trembling as her orgasm hit her and the waves of it washed over her. / @purehoneybees