My soul craves. My body aches. My mind is a cavernous maze of need. To be seduced. Relished. Owned. Tamed. Fucked. Loved. Cherished. 42yr old bi F https://ko-fi.com/satindiva_21
the intimacy of after sex. getting to listen to her little whines and whimpers, the gradual slowing of her breath. listening to how the sheets rustle under her body and the little giggle that leaves her lips when she has a working brain cell again.
getting to tug her in close and make sure she’s okay, that she’s drank some water. getting to hold her until she’s at bay. then being able to cuddle her, bury my nose into her neck and continually utter the words;
“i love you, i love you, i love you.”
“you took it so well for me.”
“my good girl.”
until she’s squirming just enough. having her pulled back against me with an arm wrapped around her hips, my lips never leaving her neck until we both fall asleep tangled together.
Forced intox is great but imagine someone purposefully getting high to get fucked. They keep taking hits over and over, chasing the high that will make them limp and compliant. Being high will make them be very pliable, and they want to shamelessly bend to your every whim. Maybe they get crossfaded. But once they’ve succumbed to that helpless grasp, you get to do whatever you want to them <3
the idea of having vibrators on me in public, hidden under my clothes, is really hot to me. especially if someone else is in charge of how intense the vibrator is. so that whenever they're feeling bored they can just turn it up high and know that i'm struggling to keep it together so nobody can figure out just how close i am to cumming. maybe its super obvious anyway, who knows.
tags: humping, begging, sexual roughness, strangulation
inspired by own experience, enjoy~
after a long day at work, it was a blessing to cuddle up in bed with one of your favorite plushies - Cinnamoroll. though, it was just an adorable shell and they had their own name and personality. you buried your face in their chest, breathing in a sweet scent. soon enough, you caught yourself thinking about pretty lewd stuff, while kissing them on their mouth. you wanted more.
without any hesitation, you sat up, still holding them in your arms. you looked at them, feeling your cheeks heating up a bit, asking softly-
"may i..?"
and they had that exact cute look on their face. how possibly they could resist you? they loved your touch, your voice.. your need of them. you smiled slightly, caressing their cheek. it took less than a minute for them to appear between your thighs, laying down on their stomach as you stood on your knees. you were obsessed with their bun-looking tail. you couldn't find such an attractive feature in any other plush.
you remained in your underwear, being too scared of getting their snow-white fur stained, even though you wanted your juices to be smeared all over their bottom so badly. your breath was getting heavier as you started smoothly moving your hips, rubbing your clit against their tail and bum. it was too good. you let out a suppressed moan, biting your lower lip.
a few moments had passed, and you got faster with your moves as well as getting more rough. you were now holding them by their neck with both or your hands, humping them violently, clawing their throat.
"m-more.. hah.."
you mumbled with your breath being uneven, your moves getting more and more erratic. your underwear was soaking. at this point, you wanted to reach your climax as soon as possible.
"let me cum, please.. let me cum.. ah.."
you begged in whispers, suppressing your moans so nobody could hear you. the feeling of soft fur against your skin was heavenly.
you held your breath, pressing your crotch against their tail, finally getting the sweet relief. your thighs were shaking as you slowly rubbed your clit against their bum, savoring the feeling and accompanying it with soft moans.
when you were done, you took the plushie into your arms, lying down to cuddle. you rubbed their cheek with your thumb while looking into their blue plastic eyes. your breath was still heavy, but you were smiling now.
"thank you, love.."
you said softly, pressing a kiss on their forehead before closing your eyes.
Little sis yapping and rambling about anything and everything while she's sitting in my lap and kicking her feet as I hug her because I know she's trying to distract me and cheer me up. The conversation casually continues even as I slip my hands under her skirt and into her panties. She just giggles and bites her lips between random discussions of her interests. Until my fingers make her cum and all she can manage from her mouth after is begging for me to fuck her lil pussy, and praising me when I do as rough as I can, thanking me repeatedly and saying I'm the best big brother ever. Silly girl. Her plan works. I forget why I was sad in in the first place. Why would I ever be sad? This sweet pretty and caring girl cares for me. So much so she lets me do things to others would say is wrong. Hell, she doesn't just let me. She encourages it. She's just as horny for sibcest as her big brother. Please, give me nothing but a life where a girly sis cures my sadness with her energetic personality and bombass big brother cock loving pussy.
you guys ever itching to touch yourself whilst doing something. slightly grinding your thighs together and shifting on your seat to get some friction casually and wanting to jerk off but having too dire of a task to ignore. help me i’m suffering
Strap-on blowjobs are underrated. So what if I can't feel his mouth wrapped around my cock? He looks so pretty sucking it like his life depends on it. And so what if I can't shoot a load of cum down his throat? I'm going to get so wet watching him gag on my dick that he'll still get a sweet, wet treat for sucking me off like the good little cock hungry slut he is.
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