i’ve got to pee so badly but i’m comfy in bed,
it’d be a shame if i had someone who kept me distracted..who would pin me down and tease me until i was a whimpering, needy mess.
who spoke to me in the most condescending way possible while i’m wiggling around. the pressure making everything feel so good.
someone who’d press inside me, their strap curling up and making me whine. clenching around it.
hearing those broken little sobs “too much, s’too…so much fuck fuck fuck” but instead of slowing down, you’d speed up. your mind overwhelmed with the possibilities. because having that control. primal control over someone else’s body. god, that was good.
watching me freeze when it first happened. eyes wide and cheeks burning, damp with tears. “shit shit i’m s-sorry, c-can’t” rambling broken apologies. thighs trying to clench together. feeling the way your hands flatten over them, pushing them down into the bed, keeping me there. because this was exactly where you wanted me.
all of it, so wet..making those delicious noises every time you slipped in and out. glistening.
“i know you can’t baby,” you cooed, thrusting hard again and i moaned. too lost in it. too far gone.
the way my legs would shake, tears spilling over but even then..you could see how much i wanted it. rocking my hips back against you, feeling the way it’d hit my bladder from the inside making me lose it just a little more each time. soaked before i’d even cum. sobbing pathetically, your thumb working circles on my clit.
“aw baby, you’re so full..you don’t even know what you want do you?” i heard you say and a sob bubbled over, eyes pinched shut as i shook my head.
“f-feels so..” i trailed off, hiccuping as my hips rolled. you buried inside me. “fuck, s’so good mommy please-..” i whimpered. so desperate. so full and aching and needy.
“that’s okay baby..let it go, i’ve got you..mommy’s got you” you breathed, your voice thick with need. seeing the way i so easily unraveled for you. every time. the way those pretty tears slipped down my temples, soaking the pillow underneath me. your cock slick with me, all of me.
and finally, the way my back arched..hands grasping at the sheets, your biceps..anything i could grab. “o-oh god, fuck f-fuck i’m-mommy, i” rambling incoherently through sobs.
“i know baby, you’re doing so good..let me see you ruin yourself for me.”
