🎀a place for my horny thoughts and body appreciation
🎀bisexual and single, flirt at your own risk
🎀got tired of being horny on main so this is a side blog (the main blog is @a****d**d******61)
🎀all self-portraits are under #my body is art
🎀all other art is under #art from a pinup
🎀all text posts made by me are under #woes of a virgin
🎀all asks are under #slug mail
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you are far beyond what i imagined, truly. you have answered my question from last time and oh good heavens has it invigorated my drive to continue giving you more reasons to remain drawn to the mystery that is me while simultaneously inflating my attraction to you.
you know you're beautiful. i know you're beautiful. and it's why i'll call you over to where i'm seated and guide you onto my lap. your hands will feel so perfect framing my face and it's all i can do to kiss you with a gentleness that elicits those sweet as honey moans from you. my hands will roam the expanse of your back, your shoulders, your waist, your ass, your thighs and then back up and all over again and again all while my tongue remains intertwined with yours. the dampness from between your legs that coats my thigh let's me know what you want before you whisper your desires to me "i need you" you'll say. and it'll make me smile.
this time won't be about loud screaming and rough handling. no, just about you, the goddess that i see in front of me, and my duty to worship.
the skirt and absence of panties creates the perfect convenience of access for you. your pussy must be absolutely aching and in need. and i'll happily grant you pernission to use my thigh to relieve your need. you'll pick your own pace and i'll just let you, offering up my shoulders for you to hold onto while you ride me.
"so beautiful"
"so smart"
"so talented"
"so special"
"so you"
i'll punctuate every declaration with a kiss to your lips, your cheeks, your neck, your breast, and right over your heart as though i mean to breath the words directly beneath your chest and into the organ that gives you life.
i'll resist the urge to make you look at me and instead opt to let you remain in the blissful wonders that you see behind your closed eyes. the image before me far elevates above even the most star-filled galaxies. nothing comes close, but you do eventually. and i can't deny the swiftness with which i nearly cross over into my own release. when you cum you'll throw your head back and breath out in ecstasy and i'll hold you all the while.
until you're ready to let me carry you back to bed and remain tangled in the sheets. 🔱
you'll have to forgive me dearest. but the veil remains on for at least another day. until then, why don't you give me a rundown of just how you were consumed by passion inspired by my words the past 2 instances. and leave no detail to spare.
your patience shall not be in vain, darling. that i can promise you.
you’re a tease but that’s fine, I’ll play💗
i apologize for how long it has taken me to answer you but you’re the one who wanted details.
After answering your first ask: I was laying in my bed, covered in my throw blankets, and I had my headphones on. I watched porn and later listened to audio porn all while thinking about your words. Touching myself wasn’t my intention for that night. It was late, I should have started on my routine for the night instead of what I was doing. but I felt myself getting more wet by the second and rubbing my thighs together wasn’t doing enough for me. I sucked on my fingers to make it easier to put inside of me and thought about your strap rubbing against my tongue instead. again it was late and I live with other people, so I had to be quiet. I was so focused on trying to feel good that I did not realize until my fingers were already so deep inside of me that my bedroom door was unlocked. so it wasn’t hard trying to keep quiet when the fear of being caught or heard was keeping me practically mute. the only noise in the room was the muffled noises of my fingers fucking my soaking wet pussy under the blankets. i should have stopped when my shorts were starting to be soaked through but I didn’t. Instead I got up from my bed, surprisingly with no mess underneath where I was, and continued to fuck myself leaning against my desk. which didn’t last long with my legs shaking the way they were. I only stopped when I got too sore to keep going. the rest of the night was just me trying to take care of myself and my body.
As for the second one: do you know how absolutely pathetic you made me? I was biting my hand and rubbing my clothed cunt against my desk chair while reading the lengthy ask you sent me. You were such a distraction for the rest of the day. I was trying to get ready to leave the house but all I could think about was the fantasy of you pounding into me on every surface that would support our weight. I went to my math lessons trying to get your words out of my head and of course couldn’t. some sweet lady was taking the time out of her day to re-teach me some math equations that I didn’t understand and all I could think about was what your bulge might look like and what you would sound like saying my name while you fuck me. and since you gave me homework, I stayed up late until 1am again this time I spent it on writing a response. the entire time I would go back and forth between writing a reply and reading what you had wrote.
and since this one is recent I’ll tell you about my reaction to it as well: as soon as I saw the notification that you sent me something, i almost immediately melted to the floor. I was already so flustered and weak in the knees and I had not even read a single word yet. you’re practically training me to get wet as soon as I see 🔱, that’s how desperate you’re words are making me. and I hate to admit it, the other two has me starving but this one has me yearning💗 I need your hands on me. I need to know what your mouth would feel like on my body. I need to know how your thigh would feel underneath me. I need to know what your voice sounds like saying the sweet things that you wrote. I went to bed that night thinking about your sweet words and woke up and immediately grabbed my phone to re-read it again.
I’m a little disappointed that I haven’t convinced you to message me privately yet but then again I wasn’t promised anything so I can’t be too mad. is being a mysterious entity the only reason why you want to stay anonymous? don’t tell me you’re shy after telling me in detail how you want to fuck me? I already said I would get on my knees for you and I’m sure I’ve used the word please at least once, if I haven’t been begging for you properly you’d tell me right? But in all honesty, if you want to continue sending me anonymous messages that’s fine. I’m grateful for every post you’ve sent me. However, I’m just not the biggest fan of our interactions being so public. the way you write is incredible and it should be appreciated by others. but call me selfish, I want to keep your sweet words to myself💗
i have made an absolute mess of you last night haven't i? i thought you'd be too exhausted for anything else so soon again but here you are today, playing with yourself while i was away. you're a bit embarrassed when i walk in on you being a naughty girl. but you don't stop, do you? not even as i lean on the door frame, arms crossed and my eyes glued to yours. when i then strip down to nothing but my briefs and come to sit back on the couch to watch your fingers slide in and out of that pretty pussy, your breath catches in your throat. your pace quickens and i immediately know. so i stand and walk over to you, gently pulling your working hand away from your aching cunt. your moans of protest are just the cutest.
but we both know that you only cum how and when i let you, don't you? your nod pleases me, but i still want to hear you say it back to me with that sultry voice of yours.
now you're being a good girl. my good girl. and good girls get good treats always. so tell me now what you want, even if the way your eyes dart to the bulge between my legs already let's me know. i am still very particular with my punishments. so only when i hear you say to me loud and oh so very clearly that you want me to pound you do i pull you to the edge of the bed and line myself up with the drench between your luscious legs. i don't have to go slow tonight because your wetness is more than enough but i know enough to still give you the comfort of steadiness at first when i slowly push the head in as if to test your size against mine. your entire body is practically a leaf let loose in the breeze. you're begging already, and you need not say more beyond "daddy please fuck me now"
the bedframe screeches barely cover the volume of your whining or the acceleration of my hips drilling into your ass. you take every punctuated thrust with wanton desire and it fills me with awe at how absolutely breathtaking you look right now, hands gripping the sheets and legs clutvhed around my waist. my own desire becomes a blazing inferno that scortches the last threads of restraint i held onto. now i can't help lift you into my lap and walk you over to the couch where i flip you to your stomach and finish exacting my punishment on you until we're both breathless and yelling each other's names. by the time you cum, you've heard me remind you that you don't ever get to cum without my permission.
nevertheless, i always enjoy your disobedience and i can't wait for the next time you behave like the little brat that you are.
now that that scene is well and brandished into your mind i'm sure, i'll answer your question from last night: if you want to see me in your messages instead, convince me you've taken good care of yourself last night, not just sexually. and if you've said something nice about yourself recently. i am not difficult to persuade and i think the task is fairly easy, no? you might be wondering why i want to know that, well you're just gonna have to wait. and perhaps the next time you hear from me, i will not be covered by the veil of anonymity. :)
ohhhhh you’re so fucking good💗
surprisingly, answering the sweet stuff was harder than answering the horny question🫠
I won’t lie to you, I should have gone to bed earlier than I did that night. but it’s not my fault, someone decided to be horny in my ask box and my mind simply could not get over it. i could talk about how I was holding back my moans while I was fucking myself thinking about your words from that night, but it seems like you have no interest in it so I won’t💗 I finished taking care of myself sexually at 1am but then immediately started actually taking care of myself. I did the whole run down; bath time, moisturize after, took care of my teeth, and just overall tried to set myself up for success for the next day (which ended up being in vain because someone decided that they weren’t done with me and wanted to take up more space in my brain💗)
But anyway, as a sleepy girlie with adhd, completing my whole routine has been difficult for me lately. So I’m proud of myself for being able to do it all despite it being super late and being so sleepy.
and about the saying something nice about myself…I usually am nicer to myself but recently I’ve been feeling inadequate in different ways. so although being basically told to say something nice makes me uncomfortable, it’s a good reminder that I should. (I’m trying to come up with something that isn’t looks centered tbh) I do really like myself, I wouldn’t chose to be anyone else. I may get jealous of other people and their successes sometimes but I wouldn’t trade anything if given the chance. this may be silly, I feel silly writing it down but i guess it’s what I’m sticking to💗I can’t keep you waiting simply because I can’t currently come up with anything nice to say about me.
the task wasn’t as easy as I had hoped but it was very much appreciated💗thank you
I hope these are good enough answers for you and please send me a message whenever you’re ready, I’ll be waiting💗
what would it take for me to be able to kiss on your neck, lick every inch of your perfect tits until you're soaking wet and whining for me to take you, which i happily do with you on all fours and your dripping cunt just eager to take my thick strap and stretch you around me as i mercilessly pound into you from behind until you're screaming and begging me to let you cum...
but i pull out right before you can let it all go and pull you onto your stomach so you can suck yourself off my cock while i take your wet pussy into my mouth and paint your ass red with my hands until i let you finally cum and make a mess all over me with a mouthful of strap that's just been inside you.
just asking, you know? oh. and trust you will be cared for after that. i live for the after-sex cuddles😈
soooooo hi💗
if you keep talking to me like this it would not take much, I can promise you that. you’ve already got me drooling and my legs shaking from your words alone. I’d happily get on my hands and knees for you and later lick my cum off your face after choking on your strap. if I could snap my fingers and immediately be in the same room as you so that we can reenact everything you wrote, I would.
now that I have answered yours, you can maybe answer this, what do I have to do to get you talking like this in my messages if not irl?
just asking, you know?💗
(I can answer your question more in depth that way)
