TheTurquoiseFox

I'm a slut with some little tendencies. I'm older than 29 and in mid America. I like funny things, I like sexy things, I like bourbon and tacos and french fries Maybe you also like those things? I'm a submissive at heart with a soft spot for playful dominance and lots of spanking. I am chatty, feel free to message me. NSFW / 18+ Only The Angel Speaks Confessions Spoil Me?

[theturqouisefox]

Last night Daddy kicked the toddler out of our bed (gently because he’s a good daddy in more ways than one) and said “get in your own bed little man, I need to molest Mommy

So many things about this life together are so amazing. 7 years in and I can even remember a time when fucking around was suggested that I wasn’t down.

[theturqouisefox]

Dear readers:

Today my dude is home, it’s his day off, so on every break I go steal a snuggle which turns into an orgasm because he likes to keep me cum drunk and happy.

He’s been snacking at the kitten buffet all day and I’m a soggy overstimulated quivery mess, what a lovely day….

[theturqouisefox]

On the book of faces someone posted something about 🍆 size.

In what I can only describe as the best use of my brain in a long time, I commented:

I’ve had a variety of sizes and the one I ultimately chose was attached to a guy who plays the bean like Johnny trying to beat the devil in a fiddle contest.

[theturqouisefox]

I’ve been unable to flick the bean for a hot minute due to a back injury and a literal dry spell.

Due to this, I’ve been feeling disconnected from my dude and grumpy. Also, uncomfortable because seriously after being soggy for the better part of 26 years, this Sahara situation was new and rough.

Last night I got naughty and today I feel amazing. I’ve missed his body and hands and tongue. Today, In spite of the lost sleep, I feel great.

[theturqouisefox]

Did you ever get woken up with lovin’?

It’s easily the best thing that ever happened.

Middle of the night, my guy (who has 100% obtained my permission to do this) reaches for me in the dark and wakes me up with gentle touches and kisses on my neck and back.

We end up a soggy mess and go back to sleep.

I’m always amazed by men who claim their ladies aren’t in the mood. I mean do you make sure they have a good time, are you touching them throughout the day in ways that make them happy? If they don’t wanna, and they don’t have a medical reason not to…it’s probably your fault

[theturqouisefox]

Once upon a time, tumblr banned the tatas and it destroyed my good time.

[theturqouisefox]

Last night I had the idea that I was going to turn on the sexy and invite my love to make me moan.

We headed to the bedroom for bedtime and I got undressed and hadn’t even tried yet and he was already all over me.

I love this life we share.

I love how he makes me feel.

I’m a lucky fox 🦊

[awesomacious]

Oink and you are mine girl

[theturqouisefox]

He’s not wrong.

Make her smile

Make her laugh

Make her sigh

Make her comfortable in silence.

She’s yours.

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[theturqouisefox]

I wondered, naively, if sex with someone is different after you know you are pregnant with their baby. I don’t recall the answer to this with my EX because sex with him was always the same.

Last night Daddy came over and after I loved him with food and family, he loved me with his mouth and body.

It’s different. And the same. And so, so very good. This new chapter of our lives shook me a bit at the beginning. It’s my greatest shame that he had to witness my anxiety processing when we found out. I see it for the blessing it is and can’t wait to share this with him.

The thing is the size of a pea and he’s already loving on the belly and making me feel oh so spoiled.

I asked if he regretted beating my ass at the impact party a few weeks ago, knowing now that I’m baking his cookie. He melted my heart when he said, nope, I’m liable to do it again. I love that he trusts me to keep the cookie safe and also be his playmate.

[theturqouisefox]

That time when

I gave him life altering and potentially distressing news and he said to me...

“I can count, probably on one hand, the number of times I’ve been really happy and one of those was a few minutes ago” (when he heard the potentially distressing news)

This man loves me.

I did not anticipate this level of love.

I hope I do it justice.

[theturqouisefox]

Why?

I keep seeing stories on fb and here that talk about watching porn being a “cheating” activity. I’m so confused. 🤷🏼‍♀️

[theturqouisefox]

Does your Man

Make you miso soup with mushrooms and crab when you feel like garbage?

Mine does.

I love him

I love us.

@grady169

[theturqouisefox]

That one time

Daddy looked up my body, from his spot between my thighs.

Got my attention, and said

“Your cunt tastes amazing”

And then dove back in.

💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦

[the-perks-of-eating-pussy]

people who are super cute and dorky but also secretly kinky as fuck are very important

[theturqouisefox]

*waves*

👋

[theturqouisefox]

Welcome Back

When we see one another, it’s always for a weekend. We live far enough away that it’s not frequent but it makes sense to arrive in the afternoon on Friday and leave after lunch on Sunday. It’s our second visit, a much anticipated sequel to the first.

We had spent that first weekend in a hotel room, naked, except when we would venture out for food. You enjoyed having me all to yourself and I left sore, and tired and happy. You made good on every hint you had dropped during our months of text conversations. Turns out a man can eat pussy for an hour, go figure. (Also, holy shit!)

I arrive at the airport and butterflies explode in my stomach as I see you a few minutes before you see me. Something about this type of visit, knowing what I am here for, knowing what will happen….the effect on me is powerful. There is a crush of people, leaving from several newly arrived planes, and my travel attire (workout pants and tennis shoes) is almost like camouflage, I don’t stand out. I get close enough for you to recognize the hair and smile under my hat and the comic book tshirt I’m wearing. You immediately smile and it makes my core muscles contract as I remember that smile in other, more private, situations.

After a long hug and some whispered words of greeting you take my carry-on bag and my hand a lead me out of the terminal. I joke about my clothes and how I had mentioned I’d look different this time when you saw me. You pull me against your side, wrapping an arm around my waist and growl that I shouldn’t have worn such tight pants.

We make small talk while you drive me to your place. And once there you again grab my bag and we bypass the house tour, and go straight to the bedroom. You drop the bag on the floor, shut the door, and turn on me like a cat stalking his prey. I boldly challenge you with my eyes and am not the slightest bit surprised when you push me up against the now closed door with your body. Your hardness against my soft curves is such a lovely contrast and I shiver as your hands grope, squeeze and knead my ass, hips, back, legs and waist. Your mouth hovers over mine for a minute, my lips open in hopeful anticipation. I’m not sure if you are going to kiss me. Last time our only kiss was chaste, a goodbye before I got on the plane to head home. You seem unable to resist and you groan as your mouth seals against mine and we steal one another’s breath while our tongues slide, lips glide and teeth grind. The tone changes when you grab both of my wrists and pull them together behind me, adjusting your grasp to accommodate holding them in one hand. I’m not struggling but I have begun breathing faster because I recognize the look in your eyes, I’m going to enjoy this. The other hand slides to my front and then travels upward under my shirt, dragging the fabric and exposing my skin. You pull the shirt over my head it not all the way off and then roughly yank down the cups of my bra to expose my nipples. Your free hand comes up to my chin and you turn my head to the side. You tell me to keep my hands behind my back, and if I’m a good girl I’ll get a reward. I grasp each wrist with the opposite hand and look directly into your dark eyes, so intense and lust filled, with a knowing smile.

With both hands free you can now be even more commanding of my body. One hand slides up my neck, under and into the hair at the back of my head. The fingers close into a fist capturing all of my hair and then you pull sharply bringing my head back and exposing my neck to your mouth. As your warm insistent tongue begins moving against the skin of my neck and chin and earlobes….Jesus… Your other hand slides down my body and finds the elastic waist band of my pants. Your fingers are warm and rough as they quest down my hips and lower abdomen to the spot you’ve been dreaming about for the last 6 months.

You position yourself off center and begin grinding your hard cock against my hip. Your fingers slide in between my slippery lips and you sigh into my hair as you feel how much I want you, want this. Your mouth attaches to the skin behind my ear as your fingers go to work on me. The butterflies have gone, replaced by heat; warm heavy desire rolls through my body. I understand what is happening here. You want me to be yours for these two days, and so this is your way of setting the tone, gaining the control, tuning my body for the music you are going to play on it with yours. I empty my head, pushing kids, home and job into the background and focusing on your fingers and you magical mouth.

You can feel when my breaking point approaches, something in the way my breathing and moaning changes, and you stop kissing me place your forehead against mine look in to my eyes and begin talking to me. Telling me how happy you are the you have such a good little slut in your bedroom. And how you are going to plow my needy dripping cunt until I scream. And how you are going to bend me over and spank my bratty ass until it glows pink and then you are going to slide your hard cock into it and fuck my asshole for as long as it takes my make my legs shake. The combination of your presence, you fingers and your words has my body on edge; I am struggling to remain upright.

You use your body, pressed against mine to keep me there while your fingers progress down further pushing into my wet hot pussy and curling against that spot that you know makes me squeal. Your fingers begin sliding and out, the heel of your hand grinding hard against my clit. This new action makes my legs spread slightly and my hips start moving of their own volition. The hand keeping my head in place releases and finds its way to my neck, your large hands wrapping around my throat, squeezing just enough…that sends me over the edge. I go stiff for just a moment and then begin shaking. I’m growling low and and in time with the pulses of pleasure rolling through my body. As my breathing slows, you pull your fingers out of my body and I make a small noise at the disappointment of losing that full feeling.

I murmur and you can’t hear me over the harshness of your own desire-filled breathing. You lean in close to my lips and ask , “what, baby?” I respond with a half giggle that I don’t think I can stand on my own. You step back, look hard into my eyes, grab my hair and use it to force me down to my knees. I wrap an arm around one of your legs and your cock is hard against my face as I rub my cheek across your groin. You look down with satisfaction at the flushed still shaking woman at your feet. I look up at you with a shy smile and questioning eyes. Your face softens and you smile back at me, place a gentle hand on the top of my head, pet my hair back and say “You were very good, you can use your hands now, kitten”

For my very good friend @beardymcnakey

[theturqouisefox]

@beardymcnakey remember when I wrote this after we talked?

[theturqouisefox]

Sometimes daddy comes over and licks you so hard that he has to hold on for dear life as you writhe and buck. Also he likes to pinch 🤤

So then there’s evidence 😍

And the bruises make you drip 😳