I’ll Admit That Post-shower Isn’t Ideal, But I’d Be Willing To Entertain It. As It Stands, I’m

To be loved is to be known. Here’s to spending the rest of my life getting to know you ♥️

i want to know you.

i wanna know what kind of music makes you feel good, what comforts you in the dead of night. i wanna know what side of the bed you sleep on at night. i wanna know your favorite season and why, i wanna know what weather you hate. i wanna know where you feel most at home, with whom you feel most at home with. i wanna know what you did growing up, your hobbies, your interests. i wanna know why you think the way you think, i wanna know how you see the world.

i want to know you so badly.

I’ve always wondered what it would be like to eat a girl out. I’ve only ever gone down on a guy, but I thought it would be cool to be able to compare the two experiences

Fuck, I really love eating pussy. Giving soft kisses to their lips before teasing their clit with my tongue, flicking softly, tasting their wetness, and just inhaling the lovely scent. Looking up at their face and watching their expressions morph into pleasure, their eyes rolling back and hearing them tell me, “Just like that, baby, fuck.” Feeling their thighs shake and tense when I start sucking and licking their clit, giving it so much attention. The feeling of their cunt dripping down my chin. Their moans getting louder and desperate when they get closer and closer to cumming. The way they grab my hair and hold my face down when they finally cum all over my lips. The way it just so delicious and lovely, and fuck

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“I’m so proud of you, baby. Look at my dirty girl getting off by just humping Daddy’s thigh. No, no, no, don’t turn away from me. There is no reason to be embarrassed; keep those gorgeous eyes right on me. That’s my good girl, just like that. Daddy really has turned you into such a dirty little toy, hasn’t he? Just look at you, precious. Completely naked on Daddy’s thigh, rubbing your needy little cunt till you get off.”

Did you ever think how pretty you would be as a captive slave? That you could just be in a cage or just tied up anywhere, naked and ready for whenever your master decides to use you.

I know you're wet reading this, the idea of being a sex toy just delights you and that is so…. Awesome. Someday you will be like this, bound, gagged and wet all day long for what it causes you to be just a pathetic sex toy.

I think you already know that I would do anything to earn it

Tying you to your bed and making you stare at my cock till you drool. Jerking off while you watch because only good sluts get to feel it and you haven't earned it yet.

This post single handedly convinced me to wear more skirts and dresses when I’m with you.

Hey *with the intention of grabbing your hand and sliding it underneath my skirt so you can feel how wet I am*

nothing makes me feel filthier than you making me talk when I’m choking on your fingers or your cock. It will get me dripping every time

“who owns this pussy baby? hm?

say it again i can’t hear you…

louder…

aww what’s the matter baby, can’t speak with your mouth full?

yeah? no no no, don’t try and pull away from me, tell me again, who owns this pussy?

you’re gonna stay right here and choke on my dick until you tell me”

"I like your voice" ok the let me read to you while your head rests on my chest and i scratch your head until you fall asleep

I’m kneeling at the foot of sir’s bed, naked, tongue out, with a dildo buried in my pussy. He’s sitting cross legged in front of me. Casually observing me as I struggle not to cum. He sees my struggle and adds to it with with the occasional finger against my clit or pinch of my nipples. The stimulation makes it almost impossible not to cum. He knows this but challenges me anyway. He knows I won’t cum without his permission. That’s what makes me his good girl.

Because he wants me to be. Because whenever he asks me to present myself in a way that pleases him, I do it without hesitation.

1 day

4. the first two were as he was going down on me with a finger buried inside me. With no words I couldn’t communicate in my usual way. Frantically repeating “I’m going to cum.” This only brought me closer to the edge. The last two were with the dildo. Sliding forward causes it to press against my walls and the friction is almost too much for me.

Yes I’ve been good. I’ve been working so hard to please sir by presenting myself so prettily to him. I keep myself in the kneeling position that he wants despite the discomfort in my knees and ankles. I’ve been so obedient and haven’t cum despite how much I want to. I’ve continued to keep my tongue out while writing my responses no matter how much I drool. All because sir wants me to.

Not anything, but I would give a lot. I would trade edges for an orgasm. I would give up the dildo for a month. I would promise to not touch myself for an entire month. I would trade 30 flogs. I’m sure if asked, I could come up with more options.

I shouldn’t if it isn’t what sir wants. If he’d rather keep me denied while he’s on his trip so I’m extra horny and needy when he gets back then I shouldn’t cum tonight. I also put my tongue back in my mouth when I shouldn’t have which requires punishment. That could warrant me not coming tonight.

You want to try public play? Let’s start here:

What are you doing right now? Describe the scene.

Why are you in this situation?

How long has it been since your last orgasm?

How many edges has it been? List them out.

Have you been good? How so?

What would you give to have a chance to cum?

Why should you not?

Don’t tell me. Tell them.

Tongue out as you type, please. 😘