25 | she/her | South Asian | bisexual but only interact with women here | bottom | sub | trauma kinks | head full of women | MINORS OUT | All my extreme kinks are fantasy concepts between consenting adults. I do not endorse them in real life. Pfp is not me.
Hello I’m Ri. Not new to NSFW Tumblr but this is a new blog because I got locked out of my old one. Here’s some info about me -
I'm bisexual with preference for women. I'm looking for more bi women and lesbians to interact with, so please boost this. Also English is not my first language so bear with me. Minors block me. Men dni. Those uncomfortable with trauma kinks block me.
This blog is a zone for women and trans women ONLY. All my posts and fantasy cater towards wlw and nblw. Sometimes I might post het stuff but that’s still not a green signal for men to slide into my dms and asks. Self content will be tagged as Ri text, Ri reblog and Ri pic. Anon asks will be open always. So girls feel free to share your fantasies with me ;)
Men can follow me but please don't DM me.
If you follow me and get blocked it's because:
1) you're an empty blog
2) you don't have your pronouns or your age in your bio
3) you're a minor
4) you’re into kinks that I don’t like - blood play, scat (will add more)
I love it when someone else calls themselves mommy like "mommy's little slut wants more huh?" " just take mommy's cock like a good girl" "what mommy says goes" LIKE UGH YES
Need my mommy to hold me close to her chest while she fingers my tight pussy. Cooing at me that I’m taking it so well while I squirm, trying to get away from the stretch around my entrance.
Mommy wouldn’t take long until I’m a crying, dumbed down mess for her. Completely at her disposal, all the defiant thoughts from earlier completely vanished.
Mommy and I out for dinner with friends, except her hand is slowly making its way higher and higher on my thigh. I turn to look at her to try and find out what she’s planning, but her face tells me nothing. Just a polite smile as she nods along to a friend’s story.
I turn my head back towards the table. Maybe it’s innocent. Maybe she doesn’t even realise what she’s doing. Nevertheless, she is doing something and it’s getting me distracted.
Her hand moves up once more. This can no longer be an accident. She knows. I turn to face her again, slight panic painted across my face. This time she looks at me too, the polite smile still on her face, but her eyes tell me something else. In her eyes I recognize the look I’ve seen many times. And as she turns her head back towards our friends, she makes the final move.
Her fingers find my clit over my jeans. She presses slightly, just enough to make the seam of the jeans touch me so perfectly. My face flushes bright red and I grip the fork in my hand like a lifeline. She keeps stroking. I keep struggling.
Finally the bill is brough to our table. I sigh out in relief as everyone pays for their meal and drinks. Once appropriate to do so, I stand up a little too fast, face red, breathing ragged, and I say my goodbyes. Mommy is right behind me and guides me out the door.
The moment the car door closes she is pulling me onto her lap. She covers my face and neck in kisses while hurriedly upbuttoning my jeans for me. Her fingers find their way inside just like so many times before.
As she begins pumping her fingers up into me, she uses her other hand to guide my hips into the perfect rythm. I grind myself shamelessly into her hand, her thumb rubbing on my clit so deliciously. I can finally let out the sounds I wish I could have made while in the restaurant.
I whine into the crook of her neck as her fingers work me closer and closer to the edge. ”Fuck baby come on make a mess for mommy. Show me how pretty you are when you cum for mommy yeah?”
With those words I come tumbling over the edge, jutting my hips into her hand, and with a string of broken moans.
As I catch my breath, mommy pulls her fingers out and I greedily take them into my mouth. I want to taste my own desperation.
”Good girl, such a good girl for mommy. You did so well. So fucking perfect for me.”
bring back sexting bring back sexting its the most hottest thing ever YES i will take my time to TYPE OUT EVERYTHING yes i will do exactly what you tell me to over text yes i am that easy and yes im giggling over a stupid box of words from you
I so desperately want an older woman to do whatever she wants to me while I sleep like a good little girl... To wake up with her fingers inside me, still dazed from sleep
