#junglyric

[junglyric]

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I'm lyric, I'm pushing 30 & I'm a freaky-ass demisexual.

I block minors because I write for an 18+ audience. I typically write about breast worship/nipple play, cock worship, pleasure dom + bratty sub dynamics, and stuff along those lines.

I mainly post about BTS, SKZ, ATZ, and TXT on this blog.

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[junglyric]

Chris stealing random clothes from his photoshoots and events made me think of Pervy Chris stealing your underwear from your clothesline outside

Weirdo/Pervert behavior below the cut.

It was a hot June morning, and the sun was beating down on the lively city. Chan was walking through the alleys, his eyes scanning the surroundings for signs of life. He liked to take his time commuting on the weekends, enjoying the peace that side streets could bring, though that wasn’t his only motive for taking this route. There was a familiar sight to Chan around the corner- Yn's apartment building. He licked his lips as his heart began to race. He loved this part of his commute. It was a combined building of four-row homes, with Yn’s wedged in the middle. Yn was a young woman around his age who was shy and kept to herself, but Chan had discovered her a few months ago and had been obsessed ever since. The first time they spoke, they exchanged pleasantries and Instagram handles (of course, he gave her his private account). She was far from chronically online and had no idea who Chan was. To her, he was mysterious, handsome, and someone she could speak English with.

Time passed, and Chan started to pick up on Yn’s routines, like how she went to the market every other week and did laundry on the weekends. “I’m just people watching,” he’d thought to himself to justify his weird behavior to his bandmates when a few caught him marking Yn’s menstrual cycle in his planner. He ‘just so happened’ to figure it out by the items she bought at the market.

Sometimes, he’d be lucky enough to watch her in her shared backyard, hanging her laundry, a weekend ritual of hers. He especially loved to watch her hang her delicate lingerie on the clothesline, with the sight of her dainty hands pinning those panties up filling him with lust. He’d pulled his phone out and zoomed into her hands “so he could see better,” he thought as he snapped a picture.

Today, however, the block was more silent than usual. Chan scanned the area again and, realizing he was alone, got a horrible idea.

As he approached the house, he saw the coast was clear. With his heart pounding in his chest, he padded towards the clothesline. He took in the sight of her dresses, her socks, and especially lacy, colorful panties and imagined the way they hugged her soft curves. He touched the fabric, feeling the smoothness beneath his fingertips. He closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of detergent and softener, and imagined the alluring musk of Yn's pussy. His dick twitched in his pants as he added to his fantasy— her wearing these panties, her juices soaking through the fabric. He ran his fingers over the bright fabric before choosing a tiny thong to hold him over until his next lousy idea.

The following weekend, Chan felt overwhelmed by idol schedules and looked forward to seeing ‘his’ Yn. Suspiciously, Yn’s windows were dark. Rather than continuing his walk home, his cock spoke up with other plans. Today, his cock decided he wanted—needed— something more. He needed to feel closer to Yn, to immerse himself in her scent. Especially when he knew she'd be ovulating. His eyes scanned the yard, ensuring he was alone before approaching the house. He peered through one of the windows, his breath fogging the glass as he looked into what he assumed was Yn's bedroom. The decor was minimal and looked like the perfect sanctuary after a long day of work and obligation. The hamper was there, overflowing with laundry. He smirked and tested the window. It slid up with no struggle. ‘Luck’ was indeed on his side.

Chan moved swiftly, opening the window enough for his broad shoulders, and climbed into Yn's room. The scent of her room filled his nostrils, and he felt his dick twitch again. Lavender. Vanilla. Yn. He crept to the hamper, his eyes taking in the sheer volume of clothes she had worn and discarded. He looked for underwear and hit the perverted man’s jackpot. There were panties of all states, some filthy, some more than others, and he could smell the heady aroma of her pussy, solid and enticing. He knelt before the hamper, his hands diving into the soft fabrics, feeling the dampness on his fingertips. “I can’t be greedy!” Chan mumbled as he felt his self-control slip away. At this, he selected a pair of tiny black panties, the crotch stained with what appeared to be the evidence of her arousal, and brought them to his face, inhaling deeply, his cock throbbing in his pants as he let out a staggering sigh. He imagined Yn with her legs spread, rubbing her clit as she moaned, filling these panties with her essence.

Chan couldn't take it anymore. He lowered his pants just enough and freed his hard cock, stroking it slowly as he brought the panties back to his nose. Chan closed his eyes, imagining Yn spread out for him, and rubbed his cock faster, tighter, imagining it was his dick buried deep inside her tight, wet hole. He was so far gone; the feeling of her pussy walls squeezing and milking him as he thrust again and again, was all too real, her juices coating his length.

His fantasy became more intense as he imagined Yn begging for his cum, pleading for him to fill her up. He stroked his dick furiously now, his breathing becoming ragged as he approached the pinnacle of pleasure. He sat back on his haunches to get more leverage. He wanted to cum inside her, to feel his hot seed spilling into her womb, marking her as his own. He switched to rubbing the panties over his cock, knowing he wouldn’t have much longer before he exploded.

With a roar of passion, he came, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, landing on Yn's panties. He kept stroking, milking his cock as his orgasm washed over him. He slowed down, his breath gasping as he savored the feeling of release. Opening his eyes, he looked at the evidence of his passion for Yn's soiled underwear. He smirked, feeling a sense of ownership as he admired his cum mixing with hers. Satisfied, he stood up, his spent cock softening. He quickly tucked himself away, his heart still pounding from the intensity of his orgasm. One last look around Yn's bedroom, and he made his way out the window, back over the fence, and into the alleyway, a satisfied grin on his face.

[junglyric]

The future of JungLyric…

Hello moots + followers, long time, no speak!

I have a few life updates, and some news about my blog. Scroll to the bottom for the TLDR! ^.^

Since my last life update (wayyyyy back in September / October), I was in the middle of a court case (which was dropped when my landlord admitted to ‘misplacing’ my rent money for TWO MONTHS), moving apartments, and changing jobs. I was absolutely miserable throughout all of this, but I am feeling better emotionally, but DEFINITELY not financially. I absolutely ADORE my job, and it’s hugely contributing to my overall mental health.

In short, I spent just under $3,500USD ($2,478 for two months of rent bc the case temporarily SHOT my rental history + $250 for movers + $150 for moving supplies + $500 for my dog’s deposit + I’m sure I’m forgetting something) in august and September to get myself into a better living situation, including the MONTH I had to wait until my first paycheck, because in my state teachers are paid monthly, on the last business day, like state employees(boooo). On top of spending literally all of the money in my checking account, my savings account was hacked and I lost $1100 (only $70 of which was returned MONTHS later) and I was trapped in NYC for almost a week due to my flights being cancelled left and right. I was ‘losing aura points left and right’ as the kids would say…

NOW in January of 2025, there are 1,000 of you (still in shock and insanely grateful btw). I appreciate every like, reblog, comment, DM, private message, community post etc . You are all so important to me on this journey. YOU built this page.

At the risk of sounding like I am E-begging, I’m going to link my Ko-FI account in the hopes you are able to contribute or just want to tip me for doing something you liked.

TLDR; Your favorite smut author is a broke 27 year old teacher in transition who is STILL in grad school after four years and has no money due to the worst 2nd quarter of 2024 anyone could ask for, and humbly asks for financial support if you are able. Also, the posts will continue to be HORNIER and MORE UNHINGED in 2025. You are all so cool and I’m shy to talk to you all but I will try more (:

[junglyric]

Just wanna say I luv all mingi stans we like this 🤞🏻

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[junglyric]

I'm so sorry you're sick. That's just awful. Sending warm, healing potions your way. ☕☕

Thank you thank you <3333 working with kids means I get sick often lmao

[junglyric]

(J-Hope’s) Lyric;

I write a lot of smut.

ults: FKA Twigs + Solange + BTS + OOO + ITZY + VIVIZ + TxT + SKZ (⋆ˆ ³ ˆ)♥

Master list (⋆ˆ ³ ˆ)♥

buy me a coffee? ☕️ ♥️

most of my posts are queued <3

I “like” fics before I read them ^.^

MDNI!!!!!

[junglyric]

What I imagine chan says while fingering someone: "hehe the noise is so funny" "wait babe my wrist hurts let me try my left hand" "is that it? Is that the spot? No? OK wait I will find it!!" "Call me daddy 😏 .... please" ncjshcuwjck

He seems like he’s so goofy in bed 😭 he means well but he’s just so dorky. I need him like yesterday

[junglyric]

I wish words could describe the levels of unwell i. after seeing sll these seungmin photos. Atp the clothes stay on bro just pull your dick out🤤😭🫰🏻

REALLLLLL hes been catching my attention a LOT lately.

LOOK AT HIM SKSKKDKSK

Unzipping his suit pants…pulling them down just enough to pop his dick out…using his jacket to grip on while you ride him, not caring about getting your combined juices on the suit skskkdkdkd