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呪術廻戦 ☆ | geto is no chicken, eighteen plus, minors and ageless blogs do not interact. mxm, anal fingering, handjob, ass eating.
“no way—you shaved?”
the long haired man sucked his teeth, “what? you wanted it hairy?”, he responded back. the cerulean eyes creased as the owner laughed heartily, “doesn’t matter to me, just shocked it mattered so much to you”, satoru spoke. suguru rolled his eyes, in complete disbelief that he was still going through with this. it was a stupid little ‘bet’ that spiraled into a one player game of chicken, unbeknownst to the man currently face down ass up, in a position he usually fixed people in, in front of the most insufferable man he had the pleasure of calling his best friend.
a casual sex brag from the white haired trust fund baby, being shot down so effortlessly by the unofficial hair model about how it’s never that serious and he was hyping himself up. “wanna bet? i could make even you scream”, he defended with a pervy wiggle of his brows. “doubt it” “we’ll see”. and now a pale lithe finger is circling over the smoothish rim of his surprisingly decently pink hole. suguru releases a shaky breath, one that is of course picked up by the self-proclaimed sex god. “oh?, i’ve always wondered if that actually felt good you know”, he said, lips upturned in a smile. “let me know if you want to stop though”, he followed up.
though the part of suguru that knew satoru was saying that because what they were doing was sexual in nature, the other part (the one that wanted to knock that white-haired rascal down a peg) felt it was a challenge. “yeah sure”, he childishly replied, but there was no way he was going to say that. because just a mere moment later there was a tongue replacing that finger.
satoru lapped over the little puckered hole so expertly, his large warm hands keeping his friend spread. it was messy as all things satoru does sexually, partly attributed to some strawberry flavored lube he got as a gag gift from the very man he was feasting upon. suguru's hands gripped at the 1500 thread count sheets below him, as he tried his hardest not to dignify satoru's ministrations with a moan. his hard length beading with precum, bobbing between his legs. it was possible he would cum untouched.
until one of those warm hands made its way to said length, giving it a teasing graze before latching on, stroking moderately. "shit", it slipped without him even knowing. his eyes closing and his abs clenching, he felt a smile form against him. "there we go, were you really just gonna hold all that in?", satoru said pulling away from his ass momentarily. and he hates it, satoru was so obviously recycling lines he used with his girls.
"the fuck up, toru", he manages. words that have no bite because he's unconsciously thrusting into the man's hand. "okay", he hears as a response before the mouth returns to his hole with a renewed vigor. like satoru knew he had him right where he wanted him. the feeling of a tongue entering him, caused his hips to stutter and yet another crass word tumbling from his lips.
it continues like that for about a minute, before the all too familiar feeling hits his gut and he's vocalizing against his will, cock spurting out white hot seed onto the beige egyptian cotton sheets. satoru removes his mouth, peppering kisses along the expanse of the man's cheeks, hand moving impossibly faster. "fuck, fuck, toru-man", suguru pleads, letting an arm reach underneath him to grab at the hand stroking his cock into sensitivity.
" 'mnot stopping till you scream, remember we have a bet, unless you want to stop", satoru responds. but there was no way in hell suguru was doing that. despite the sensitivity, the way he feels is amazing. he just really doesn't want to admit he was wrong; it really was a big deal. the other hand resting on his ass, moves now to the spit and lube glazed hole, rubbing once again over the rim, before pushing one finger in with a squelch.
suguru tenses, a cut-off moan escaping him. "fuck the way this hole is taking my finger is insane", satoru nearly groans. it's the first time suguru can catch that this is affecting him too, which he can shamefully admit turns him on a little. "this turns you on?", suguru attempts to tease, but it does little because how can you tease someone when you sound all fucked out. satoru just pushes the finger deeper, wiggling in search, and targeting once he found it.
"so much, fuck-you'd let me fuck you right?", he responds and asks unashamed. his own dick, hard and straining against the confines of his pants. suguru can't even keep up the front, what with his prostate being pressed repeatedly, the hand on his dick still stroking, another finger sliding in, and the weirdly affectionate kisses being peppered occasionally. and it happens, the moment he was so desperately holding off for his pride and ego. "YES!"
he screams.
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HAPPY PRIDE!!!!! might give this one a pt.2 🫣
hi guys, it’s been a minute but im back now and im mildly inspired from everything i’ve experienced while i took my hiatus so bear with me to settle in some more and ill have a couple things coming. im so excited to be back!
taking a hiatus in about 20 days, not entirely sure when i'll be back. but it will probably be during the summer. in addition to that i kinda don't have a lot of ideas or motivation to write stuff atm, but you're welcome to send in asks/requests hopefully it jogs something for me.
i cant wait to see bad bunny at the halftime show 😩🥰
i love enemies to lovers but i hate when they become lovers and there’s no enemies anymore :,(
呪術廻戦 ☆ | gojo hates porn, eighteen plus, minors and ageless blogs do not interact. m. masturbation
pt. 2 pt.3
gojo hates porn. it’s too ‘overexaggerated’, his words. it’s so obviously catered to the male gaze and it just makes him feel creepy. the women in them make weird faces and the moans are too whiny. there is definitely a decent level of whiny, he’ll argue you down about it. and if the man is going to moan, can it at least be bearable? not that he’s watching just for that, but he gets his vouyeristic kicks on a perfect harmony. if the moans clash, he’s soft. and don’t get him started on the lack of diversity, he typed ebony so why does he still see stephanie? bottom line gojo hates porn.
well, until he met you. his personal porn star. in just the six out of ten months you’ve been sexually engaging with each other, his shared folder with you has over a hundred tapes. it was perfect. he didn’t need to worry about the diversity, he only wanted to see you. he didn’t have to worry about the harmony, you sound great together. he had solos, pov shots, upskirts, public sex, him eating you out, you sucking him off, him tied up, you tied up, roleplays, you riding him in the car—just to name a few.
and it was the best thing, after meeting you, that ever happened to him. because now he gets to sit in the dark expanse of his theater room and just jerk off. lip pulled between his teeth, muscles flexing with each upward/downward motion of his hand. cockhead an almost angry red, glistening with pre. letting out constant huffs, until he ultimately reaches his end, hot spurts of cum shooting out as he releases his lip. “auuuuughhh, fuck fuck”, he groans out. he keeps going until the you on the screen cums, thoroughly overstimulating himself.
‘master gojo, are you watching porn again?, you have a visitor’, the smile that breaks out on his face is nothing short of pleased. “yes, send her in”, he replies. seeing you walk in gave him a second wind, cock stirring back to life instantly. gojo hated porn. but by god he loved you.
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still in disbelief that this received so much love. i made this sideblog because i wanted a change from my main. i felt i gave myself too much of an expectation there, and just posted things that came straight out of my mind here. the fact that i made this the same day i made the account and it did this well baffles me. thank everyone so much for the love. 7.6k is insane !
呪術廻戦 ☆ | choso’s advice corner, suggestive?
“hello everyone, i asked you guys on my instagram to send me some things you want me to talk about and you did”, he started, moving to adjust himself comfortably in the chair. “some of you said the same thing, so i don’t really have much to talk about, i’m no professional so don’t take my opinions seriously, just giving advice. alright first one”, he said, taking glances up at the camera.
choso, there’s this girl i really like and we’ve been vibing for a couple months now. we’ve talked a lot about sexual things but, she keeps mentioning men having big dicks, but im not that big, should i just stop talking to her?
his lips purse out and his eyes close momentarily. he looks up at the camera and back at his phone. “so i’m not necessarily sure how to respond to this because i fortunately can’t relate……but if you guys like each other i’m sure it shouldn’t be an issue. but at the same time if she wants a big dick, then let her get one, or at least know how to use yours so that she’s fine not having a couple inches. but you should definitely talk to her if you feel it’s that serious. just don’t push your insecurities on her, please.
i’m with this guy and he’s really nonchalant—
“i’m not reading all that. stop talking to people who act like they don’t care they’re talking to you.
my ex reached out to me for the first time in years, it ended messily and i never knew why. they say they want to talk and i think i want to too, but i’m not sure.
he glanced at the camera, eyes lowering into a soft glare. “ask yourself how you felt in between the time you weren’t hearing from them. ask yourself if you cared to know why until they said they wanted to tell you. after that i want you to realize they figured it would rattle in your head like that and they’re so miserable in life that they want you to bring them comfort by disrupting your life. and when you’re done doing all that block them and have more self respect”
how can i get your number? i have like the hugest crush on you and i’m not sure how to get over it, you’re perfect.
“ummm, so i’m not single and probably won’t be for like the rest of my life hopefully”, he said. “i’m going to start wearing my ‘i love my girlfriend’ shirt again. if you like me that much find me in someone else i don’t know. anyway this is the last one because you all have low self respect or uhh communication issues or a crush on a stranger, send me better ones next time”
you laugh quietly as he ends his live and he looks up at you. “ what?”, he asked. you shook your head.
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youre so criminally underrated this is illegal im literally screaming YOU WRITE SO GOOOOOD
oh...my...god. thank you bby <3. i literally just got up to be a productive member of society and i saw i got an ask, and it was this....i'm so glad you like my stuff!! guess who made me cry happy tears:
呪術廻戦 ☆ | lyric prank on ex!sukuna, fake texts ss: 3, fluff? angst? suggestive (lyrics can be triggering: implication of suicide)
"what is up you guys, i am back with another prank video todayyyy", you say into the camera. face illuminated by a well-placed ring light, as you sat comfortably at your vanity. the last time you posted about a week ago, when your viewers suddenly caught on to the lack of a certain someone's presence in your videos. "i feel like there are some things i'm ready to talk about now that there has been enough time", you clear your throat.
"me and sukuna are not together anymore, there were things i was just not happy with anymore and things he wasn't willing to change. that said we do not hate each other, so do not go to him and be in his comments talking about it because we decided it's probably best we just be friends", you say heart feeling slightly heavy even though what you were saying wasn't a lie.
"which brings us to our prank today!!, i am going to be texting him the lyrics of shower tears by my girl cardi b. guys that album was amazing! but if you know the song then you understand where this is going, and if you don't sit tight and enjoy", you say. deciding to start with the second verse you send the message.
you quickly decided to call him. not trusting to put it on speaker because maybe this video will just be scrapped. he answered instantly, breathless. “are you okay?” he said immediately. you felt guilty, “yeah, i’m sorry, it was a lyric prank”, you say. he hung up. your heart raced. and you called again, and again, and again until he finally picked up. "you're a piece of shit you know that?", he asked with a laugh. you could tell it was forced.
"i know, i'm sorry", you say. "what song was it anyway? maybe i'll give it a listen", he said. "shower tears by cardi", you tell him. he only hums in acknowledgement. "if it makes you feel better, i chose that song on purpose and where i started it", you confess. "yeah?", he replied. "you still coming over? i think we should actually talk", you ask. "yeah, i'm still coming......but which sometimes are you feeling right now?"
"the second"
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呪術廻戦 ☆ | lyric prank on ex!sukuna, fake texts ss: 3, fluff? angst? suggestive (lyrics can be triggering: implication of suicide)
"what is up you guys, i am back with another prank video todayyyy", you say into the camera. face illuminated by a well-placed ring light, as you sat comfortably at your vanity. the last time you posted about a week ago, when your viewers suddenly caught on to the lack of a certain someone's presence in your videos. "i feel like there are some things i'm ready to talk about now that there has been enough time", you clear your throat.
"me and sukuna are not together anymore, there were things i was just not happy with anymore and things he wasn't willing to change. that said we do not hate each other, so do not go to him and be in his comments talking about it because we decided it's probably best we just be friends", you say heart feeling slightly heavy even though what you were saying wasn't a lie.
"which brings us to our prank today!!, i am going to be texting him the lyrics of shower tears by my girl cardi b. guys that album was amazing! but if you know the song then you understand where this is going, and if you don't sit tight and enjoy", you say. deciding to start with the second verse you send the message.
you quickly decided to call him. not trusting to put it on speaker because maybe this video will just be scrapped. he answered instantly, breathless. “are you okay?” he said immediately. you felt guilty, “yeah, i’m sorry, it was a lyric prank”, you say. he hung up. your heart raced. and you called again, and again, and again until he finally picked up. "you're a piece of shit you know that?", he asked with a laugh. you could tell it was forced.
"i know, i'm sorry", you say. "what song was it anyway? maybe i'll give it a listen", he said. "shower tears by cardi", you tell him. he only hums in acknowledgement. "if it makes you feel better, i chose that song on purpose and where i started it", you confess. "yeah?", he replied. "you still coming over? i think we should actually talk", you ask. "yeah, i'm still coming......but which sometimes are you feeling right now?"
"the second"
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‧ ₊❝ nanami uses his cursed technique on you! inspired by fics of gojo using infinity and choso using blood manipulation lol
contains smut, mdni
"heyyyyyy, ken!" you slyly call out to your husband, who had just come back from work. he hadn't even been able to take off his tie before you ambushed him, sliding up to him and grabbing onto his thick, muscular arm.
as you tilted your head upwards to sweetly smile at him, he furrowed his eyebrows, already sensing that you were up to something. nevertheless, he was never one to reject his wife.
"yes, dear? if you want something, you know you just need to ask," he the corner of his lip quirks up, his arm winding around your waist to dig into the flesh of your hip.
the gentle pressure against your waist made you feel nervous all of sudden. a red flush crept up your neck, face going warm. well, here goes nothing.
"i was thinking...what if you use your cursed technique on me?"
"sorry dear, i don't understand what you're asking. i don't want to hurt you, you do know it's made for slashing curses at their weak point right?" his confusion only made you grow more bashful.
"no, no, i know that. but there can be other uses to it right? you know...in bed," you gesture pointedly, hoping he would understand.
it seemed to click in nanami's head, for a wolfish grin immediately appeared on his face. yet, he continued to feign confusion, tilting his head teasingly.
"no, i don't know. you've got to be more specific, love."
you groaned, burying your head in the expanse of his chest in an attempt to hide your growing blush. you mumble into his shirt, "i want you to use your technique to..."
"to...?" he encourages, a large hand coming to the back of your neck, tilting your head upwards so that you were staring right into his hazel eyes.
"...finger me," you finally say, highly aware of how crude you sounded.
nanami tilts his head down to connect his lips to yours, the wet sound filling your ears. the hand on your hip gives it a tight squeeze, making you squeal into the kiss.
"your wish is my command," he murmurs into your lips, giving your lips a teasing nibble.
nanami's work fatigue seemed to disappate the moment he pushed you onto your shared bed. your legs parted by habit, letting him stand in between your thighs, towering over you.
two large hands gripped onto the plush of your thighs as he knelt down, right in front of your core, which had, embarrassingly, been dripping ever since he had stepped into the house. you felt his hot breath fan against it, making you grip the white sheets in anticipation.
"if you get uncomfortable in any way, don't hesitate to stop me, okay?" he peered up at you, leaning flushed against your elbows. even now, while you were offering yourself up to him, he was still being such a gentleman.
"yes, please- please, i need you!" you whined, the neediness overwhelming your senses.
nanami chuckled, "be a good girl and be patient, i'll give you what you want."
he rips off your panties, throwing them to the side, completely soaked. he licks a broad stripe up your exposed pussy, the tip coming up to circle your clit. your body bucked against his mouth, letting out a loud moan, finally getting the relief you desperately craved. he, too, sighed in satisfaction, sending vibrations straight to your pussy.
he worked you open with his tongue, alternating between giving your clit kitten licks and shoving the muscle into your tight heat. you felt it stroke your walls, sensitive to every ridge and bud.
nanami pulls away, admiring your cunt, glistening with your slick that seemed to pour out endlessly and his saliva. it was pulsing and throbbing, the hole practically begging him to fill it.
"i'm going to do it now, mmkay?" he spoke out, his mouth also drenched with slick.
you nodded eagerly, babbling out pleas, already a mess from his ministrations. feeling his cursed energy thrum from between your shaking legs, your pussy clenched at the thought of what was to come.
slowly, you felt two fingers breach your entrance. they felt girthier than usual -- was this the result of his technique? you weren't given a chance to ponder over that before you felt his fingers strategically prod at an area you didn't even know existed.
no, this wasn't your g-spot. this was something even better. it tears a loud, dragged-out mewl from your throat, entire body tensing up, back arching off the bed. your pussy clamps around his fingers, sucking them further into that spot.
even though you couldn't see nanami from where you were, you were sure there was a cocky smile on his face right now. he never shied away from showing how proud he was of himself for making you feel good.
his fingers curl deliciously inside you, pulling out just to thrust allll the way back into the same spot. his ratio technique created a weak spot in your vaginal walls, allowing him to visualise the exact spot to pull moan after moan out of you.
you try to clamp your jaw shut, but nanami wasn't having any of that. he lands a clean, harsh slap onto your pussy, your juices spraying onto his face. the pain quickly morphed into pleasure, the noise oyu let out overpowering your will to stay silent.
"don't go shy on me now, you wanted this, remember? show me how thankful you are," he scolds, slapping your pussy again for good measure.
"i-i'm sorry," you whine out, bucking your hips closer to him, begging him to shove his fingers back in.
"ahh, that's better," he thrusts his fingers back in, adding one more in as he scissors them while still pressing indignantly onto that spot. god, you were so glad you asked him to do this.
after just three simple thrusts, your legs started quivering again, pussy tight against his fingers. a tell-tale sign you were close. he latches his mouth onto the engorged bud sitting prettily atop your folds, sucking harshly.
"come on, come for me, pretty girl. you can do it," he says between breaths. a hand comes up to fondle a breast, fingers rubbing against your perked up nipples.
the triple stimulations were sending you into an overload, mind hazy with pleasure.
"-ngh, i'm coming!" you moan out as the coil snaps in your lower body, creaming onto nanami's fingers. it gushes out in a large wave, his tongue coming down to collect it.
"shit, ken, it's too mu-much," you keen in a frail attempt to push his head away, but his tongue stays flat against your pussy, unwavering in its effort to stimulate you.
when he finally pulls away, he smiles at you, licking his lips to wipe off the residue. you flop onto the bed, ready to rest. however, your inital plan was disrupted when you heard a metal zipper being pulled down.
your eyes widen, looking at nanami to confirm the realisation that was daunting upon you. but the bulge in his pants said it all. he pulled his pants and boxers down in one swoop, freeing his hard cock. it was painfully red and throbbing, precum already leaking from the tip.
nanami gives it a few jerks with his hand, a soft whimper leaving his shiny lips. he then lines it up with your entrance, giving it a few teasing rubs against your lips.
"what do you think about a fun, little experiment? we have to find out if my technique also works on my dick."
a/n sorry if the smut i write highkey sucks LOL, you would think reading a lot of it would allow me to replicate them
read the a/n and just wanna say respectfully shut your mouth!, you’ve changed my brain chemistry i hadn’t even considered—😵💫
i have two ideas in my head rn and idk which one i want out.
help a gal out
infomercial personal trainer chan (smutty)
tv detective seungmin and the 'unsolvable' case (comedic, suggestive)
i uhh, i wrote part one if anyone cares. ik the vote isn't over, but the vote is clear and i was itching to write it lol
that's like the third post today, he lives in my head rent free. wrecks me so hard (my bias line is danceracha) ah but please enjoy them all, and let me know how you like it
스트레이 키즈 ☆ | 1-800-GET-BCPT, eighteen plus. minors and ageless blogs, do not interact. pt.1-> pt.2 suggestive, but next part is explicit
personal trainer!chan who shows up on your tv somewhere between 3:15am and 4, on some workout dvd infomercial. you had passed out on the couch, exhausted from your day at work. but you're pleasantly surprised with the man on your screen. short blond hair, sharp jaw, insane face card......and the tank that seemed to stick to him from sweating.
personal trainer!chan who you can't take your eyes off of, especially with the very clear thirst shots of him stretching his pelvis like some 80s aerobic workout. his voice stern yet motivating to the students? of whatever it was he was teaching. guiding them through the workouts and spotting them in lifts.
personal trainer!chan who you now took a certain interest in, despite not being that into fitness. staying up purposefully or setting an alarm just to turn on the tv, to the channel for that ad to play. just to see that beautiful, sweaty man workout. you shouldn't have such a keen interest in it, but you can't deny your eyes sweet treats. and you wanted to know just how sweet he was.
personal trainer!chan who announces a new bundle of his workout videos, that include audio coaching, the videos themselves, and a dietary plan. "order now, the 1003rd buyer will have a chance to be coached by me one on one here at my gym, and you know what i do works', he says with a wink. tone as suggestive as you could imagine, as he lifted his shirt revealing his chocolate bar of a torso. you absolutely want to bite buy.
within the next five days you hear a knock at your door. it's your local delivery service, asking for a signature and you know for sure it's personal trainer!chan's workout bundle. when you get the rather small box in your home, you take no time to open it. jumping up and down in excitement as you see a letter on top of the other contents telling you to call the gym and confirm the set of numbers on the paper to claim your one on one session.
personal trainer!chan whose workout videos, seem a little too much like the parts you skip when you watch porn. and you find yourself working up a sweat for reasons other than the thirty minute hiit workout on the tape. realizing you probably shouldn't be indulging in this way, when the one-on-one session was approaching rapidly.
personal trainer!chan who looks ten times better in person. which does very little to aid your focus during the session. he's much too close, much too physical, and it all seems purposeful.
personal trainer!chan who asks you what kind of workouts you usually do, despite already putting you through way more than you've ever been used to. definitely feeling the burn between sets. it made you wonder just how long the session was supposed to be.
personal trainer!chan is shocked when you tell him you haven't really done any of the things he's made you do. ignoring the look that screamed, you're asking this now?? and insists that you are done for today and the most important part of working out is recovery.
personal trainer!chan who teaches you how to stretch properly, helping ease the pain, the soreness in your body. who insists that stretching is really important and sometimes you have to have someone assist you. pushing your legs up to your chest as you looked at him wide-eyed. self-conscious of all his 'help' when you're sweaty and sure you have to smell off.
personal trainer!chan who tells you, you feel tense and asks if he can stretch you more thoroughly. smiling when you nod your head and smoothly tells you he needs words.
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呪術廻戦 ☆ | sukuna is enjoying his retirement , eighteen plus, minors and ageless blogs do not interact. improper use of a golf club, public ‘sex’, age gap, violation of a tennis ball
thirty long years. thirty very long, tiring years. to say he was overjoyed would be an understatement. especially now that all he has to do, at the ripe old age of 56, is rely solely on his retirement fund which he did his due diligence to increase to the point of luxury until death. all that just to enjoy the luxury of life. all that to spend 6 of his 7 weekdays at the company retiree golf course. just to see you, his personally assigned hospitality assistant.
just to have you serve him his drinks. just to have you make sure he’s fed. just to have you make sure he’s enjoying himself. his favorite of your job description though, is his caddy. and he thinks you look so cute with your uniform on. but he especially loves when you drive him on the golf cart during a successful day, down to the eighteenth hole. because golf never happens there, not with you two.
not when he’s got you on the grass in front of him. uniform skirt bunched at the waist, panties held to the side, wetness glistening under the sun, face flushed in pure and utter embarrassment at the fact this is public. that this turns you on. golf ball sitting at your entrance and stretching you slowly as he uses his club to push it in, even going as far to let it enter you, giving you two very teasing strokes before retracting, to clap. “hole in one sweetheart, go get my ball”, he says and it’s low filled with teasing ridicule.
cheshire smile on his face as you clench and squeeze, popping the ball back out of your needy hole. “hmph,” he laughs, “i did good today, let’s celebrate.”
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still at the restaurant
okay im bored (stuck at home in the snow rainstorm), let's talk ^_^