I’m A Good Girl

Can we "watch" a movie and cuddle but your fingers are under the covers playing with my pussy while you whisper in my ear telling me to pay attention and focus but i can't focus because it feels so fucking good with your fingers knuckles deep inside me?

Yes? No? Maybe so?

She needed to touch and edge her mind away. His words lingered in her mind:

Good girls can't think they must obey.

Good girls must edge their mind away.

i need to mess around with someone’s humiliation kink. like making them strip in front of me, that way my hands are free to grope their body, the touches getting rougher with every piece of clothing that comes off. even if they try to cover themselves, i’ll grip both of their wrist behind their back, whispering “this body is mine. no one will keep me from touching it, not even you, love.”

i want them to keep those pretty eyes on me while my hand caresses their inner thighs, want to see their reaction when i tease them about how fucking drenched their skin is— “aren’t you embarrassed of being so easy, darling? one little touch and you’re already soaked.” i need to hear them explain every thought that’s running through that dirty head of them, i don’t care if it’s too embarrassing. i love that stuttering and how they squirm, trying to hide from my gaze but still needing to be touched.

and when they think i’ve got enough, that i won’t be mean anymore, i’ll press their body to the closest window, facing the busy street. “look, honey… if any of those people stare up, they’ll see what a filthy slut you are…” while my fingers spread their pussy open, not caring about myself cause i’m the only one dressed !

I don't say I need this, but...

*Yes yes yes I need this*

"Take them off, now!"

🇨🇦𝛂♂