#lewdposting

[virtualgirladvance]

CW: Sexual RP, Objectification, Smut

I wanna downgrade your specs do much you're turning into my dumb little bimbo robot fucktoy <3

Oh, heh, well I gotta say not only would I be into that, but I got a Pentium II going on so this will be reeaaaallly quick

[ecchi-evement]

i was bored so I tried jerking off but then i got bored jerking off  1 like 1 prayer

[cutegirlsdoingcutethings]

Small girls have a higher chance of being a semen demon since they're closer to HELL

it also takes less to coat them in nut

[nekokiwa]

thigh highs are so damn hot @////@

[methodic-tunic]

It starts with my hand wrapped gently around her—fingers curled around her soft, pretty cock, stroking slow and affectionate. I take my time, just watching the way she melts under my touch, how her breathing changes as her cute little dick begins to swell and throb in my palm. She's so sensitive, so responsive—every twitch makes me want to worship her even more.

I kiss her inner thighs, soft and teasing, my fingers still gliding along her shaft as she grows harder for me. I murmur sweet things against her skin, telling her how beautiful she is, how perfect she looks like this—bare and open, trusting me with her body. And when I finally take her into my mouth, it’s slow, like I want to savor her.

She gasps, hips twitching as I suck her gently, tongue swirling around the tip, tasting her precum as it beads up. I moan around her cock, letting the vibrations drive her wild as I sink lower, taking her deeper each time before pulling back, letting her edge closer and closer. Her thighs tremble, her hands clench the sheets—so desperate, so close—but I keep her there, right on the edge, over and over until her whole body is begging to let go.

And when she finally cums, she lets out the prettiest, breathless cry—her cock pulsing on my tongue, filling my mouth with her thick, warm cum. I swallow every drop, moaning around her as she shakes, completely undone.

But I’m not done with her yet.

I climb up and kiss her, let her taste herself on my tongue as I press my cock to hers—still slick and aching, both of us flushed and needy. I start to grind into her, slow and deep, our cocks sliding together, smearing cum and precum between our stomachs. The friction is maddening, tender and filthy all at once. She clings to me, her soft moans spilling into my mouth, her hips moving with mine as we fuck like this—hot, messy frotting, cocks rubbing, our bodies locked so close we might as well be one.

I hold her tight as we both cum again, grinding desperately through it—moaning, gasping, making a mess between us as we ride the high together.

And when it’s all over, I don’t let go.

I wrap my arms around her and pull her against my chest, pressing kisses into her hair, her cheeks, her forehead. I clean her up gently with warm hands, murmuring the softest things—calling her my sweet girl, my pretty baby, my good princess. I tell her how proud I am of her, how gorgeous she looked when she came, how lucky I am to love her like this.

We fall asleep tangled together, sticky, sated, safe.

[methodic-tunic]

I’ve been thinking way too much about how hot it’d be if we just got a little messy together… like, us grinding up against each other, all lazy and needy, our cocks rubbing between our bellies, getting slick and slippery with every little thrust.

I’d be all over you... kissing your neck, grabbing your hips, teasing you with just enough pressure to make you whine. You’d start rutting into me before I even told you to, wouldn’t you? All worked up and impatient, making a mess between us while I pretend I’m not just as desperate for you.

I can already feel how hard you'd get for me, how your cock would twitch every time I roll my hips just right, and I’d keep doing it, nice and slow, just to hear you gasp. We'd be so sticky, so close, grinding until we can’t hold it anymore—moaning, panting, coming all over each other, still not stopping right away because it just feels too good.

I want to hear you call my name, as we keep going. I want to hear you say you're mine and as we once again cum for one another, I'll lean in and tell you I love you

[methodic-tunic]

God, I’m so fucking weak for her. Just the thought of holding her, her soft body pressed against mine, head tucked under my chin, her heartbeat steadying against my chest—it makes me ache. She’s everything. I want her weight in my arms, like something sacred I can finally touch.

My hand would slide down her stomach, teasing slow until I find her cock, already twitching with need. I’d wrap my fingers around it, feel it stiffen and pulse as I stroke her, just enough to make her hips jerk. She’d start to thrust into my palm, desperate for more, but I’d keep the pace just shy of what she needs—watching her tremble, whimper, grind up against me like she’s about to fall apart.

I want her needy. Squirming. Her cock throbbing in my grip as she rocks her hips, trying to chase the edge I won’t let her have. And I’d be grinding into her all the while—my own cock hard, leaking, pressed against her skin, both of us aching together. The friction, the tension, her moans in my ear—it would drive me fucking insane.

I want to feel her lose control in my arms. I want to fall apart with her.