Latest Posts by ofmonstersandprey - Page 3
Friendly reminder, you don’t have to be skinny to be sexy.
Just hold him down by the throat and jerk him off, it'll fix him I promise
of course I’m wet, you smacked my face and told me to behave, what else did you expect?
don't look at me respectfully
Let me touch myself to your voice.
Thinking about taking a bath together, but it’s me taking care of him. Massaging his scalp while I wash his hair, then his shoulders, his back, his legs. We would be sitting with him between my legs. I’d leave his cock for the end. I want to touch him slowly and gently at first, making him breathe deeply. I’d plant kisses on his neck and bite his shoulders, whisper how much I adore him, continue stroking him at a faster pace now. Hear his beautiful moans and groans. Feel him throbbing in my hand and eventually cum. For him to relax against me while I keep kissing and caressing him.
Oldie but a goodie 😈
His writing has me feeling things. 🥵🤌
After a long day, you get to come home finally. You’ve been squirmy all night, ready to be touched. You want touched, kissed, and to be fucked and tasted. Truth is…I’ve been waiting for you, too. It’s dark in the house. Candles are lit and their scent reaches your nose. The scent and the dim, flickering light relaxes you.
You take a few steps forward, wondering where I might be. You take a deep breath, wondering.
“I’ve been waiting for you, beautiful,” you hear from behind you. My arms slip around you, hugging you from behind. I kiss you on the cheek. Then down back to where your neck reaches to your ears.
I place kisses there as well, then dot them along your jaw. With one hand I turn your face toward me and capture your lips with mine. Soft at first, gentle. My tongue reaches out to yours and soon I can feel that fire within you growing.
My other hand roams about, gently touching you outside your clothes. I mold my body against yours, and you feel me close behind you. My arms pull you tight as the kiss becomes stronger, more passionate. I can feel the need in you.
One hand skirts across your chest and down. You push back, your butt wiggling against me. You must feel how hard I am against you. You whimper in need.
“Mmmm. I’ve missed you. Your little giggles. Your scent,” I say, breathing in deeply against your neck where it meets your shoulder. Then exhaling. The feel of it makes you sigh.“Your taste,” I say, kissing along your collarbone. With a moan, I punctuate, “your sounds.”
I watch your shadow dance along the wall, wavering in the candlelight. I know you’ve been stressed today, so my hands move up to your shoulders, kneading lightly, then softly massaging, dancing across your back. Up and down. I listen to your breathing. After a few moments, I lift your shirt up. The expanse of your back is exposed to me. Soon, you anticipate, all of you will be. I move your hair to the side. I kiss the back of your neck.I lift the shirt up and off your shoulders.
My hands roam across your sides, skirting up front. Wandering close to your breast. To tease, I run one hand across it, the thumb trailing ever so slow across your nipple. Then they resume their dance. My hands skirt the hem of your pants, and you move, trying to encourage them to stray lower.
Meanwhile, my lips capture your ears. Licking gently across your lobe before kissing hard against your neck. I can feel the effect it has on you.
I pull you close against me by your hips and buck forward, eager to feel your skin against mine.
My hands are in your hair. I love the feel of it in my hands. Fingers snaking through it, massaging your scalp. Calming you. You know you’re safe in my hands. Well…safe from danger. I may torture you a bit. Teasing, tantalizing torture…
A finger traces your jawline, then up to your lips. Courting the contours of those luscious, kissing curves. Your lips part, inviting me in. The finger lingers, touching your tongue gently. You nurse it, suckling lightly. You can hear my moan as you feel it against your shoulder. My mouth there, sighing, then licking.
I trail that finger down, leaving your mouth pouting and wanting more. The slick fingertip finds your breast, circling, then closing in on your nipple. It stiffens almost immediately. Your back arches and at the same time, my teeth trail lightly across your neck.
Another deep breath from both of us. “Your shadow looks so good there, writhing on the walls. The floors. Almost as good as you would.” With a light pinch, I can almost feel the sensation running through your body.
Curious, I reach low, caressing across your chest, down across your stomach, and descend beneath the hem of the only barrier between us. My hand moves slow. I can feel you press forward, eager to feel me touch you.
I do.
My fingers crawl to you. Feeling the heat as they barely touch your mound. Then lower, as they skirt across your lips, touching the silky smooth center.
“Mmm,” I moan. “You’re so wet.” Your moans signal your surprise. You didn’t think I’d touch you. Not so soon.
But your torture…has just begun….
yes we’re giggling, yes it’s while we’re fucking, yes it’s between kisses and breaths and squeezes and loving glances and slow thrusting and
Tie HIM down and blindfold HIM.
Jerk him off with lube and watch him squirm and beg for your pussy.
Yes, it’s true. I lust after my mutuals. But the thing is… I also legitimately care about them as people. You can do both.
Sometimes a mutual is someone who posts pictures you like and sometimes they are people you want to put in a mating press.
but when you’re on top of them and they’re losing control and begging for you to not stop fucking them 🤭🫠
Hopefully you’re not sharing a room, can’t imagine you doing well without privacy for a few nights
Not sharing a room, but its small so there's definitely not a lot of privacy haha.
The amounts of times we've fucked in my fantasies 💦 I cum and find myself back here five minutes later wanting more
Maybe one day, fantasies could become reality 😏😘
Have an amazing trip! You must be so excited
Thank you! I am very excited! 🖤
Creampie or Throatpie?Cuck someone or Get cucked?
Both. And it depends on the situation.
a reminder that the trees you grew up with have not forgotten you and the way your feet padded along the ground.
the breeze that sweeps through the foliage once swept through your hair and between your fingers.
the moon has not forgotten you, in fact she still watches over you during the night.
stalker pinning your wrists down and begging you to understand, pleading with you to see their point of view. forcing your thighs apart, sheathing themselves inside you, and burying their face in your neck. justifying between groans, "if i don't do this, someone else will first"
Rubbing her clit gently while she's asleep so you can get her just wet enough to slowly insert your cock inside her and use her while she probably thinks she's having a wet dream
sigh. ya know, this would be more fun for me if i drove you up to a secluded stretch of forest, gave you a crude map of nearby waterways, patted you down for weapons, and gave you an analog watch with a timer for how long your head start will be before i calmly begin hunting you. and it’s your choice, really. when i cut the duct tape off your wrists and ankles and tell you to get going, you can choose to waste your time with an attempt to subdue me, plead with me to let you go, decide you’re above participation. don’t be stupid and waste your own time, pet. i’ll end up on top of you with my fingers around your throat and all of my length buried in you while you thrash and cry regardless of what you do. there is no way out of this but i like to think of myself as somewhat kind, and so you do have some agency here. it’s up to you how you want things to go prior to my arm wrapping around your middle and throwing you against the warm earth. ripping your clothes off just enough to get inside you as you’re wondering what that ringing noise in your ears is and if the impact of skull to tree roots is enough to cause a concussion. incapacitated and soft underneath me. willing flesh begging to be torn apart and abused. yes i will ravage you, but you’ll have a choice in how i manage it, as all darling deer in my woods should
cunt slaps are actually pretty loud like if you’re doing them right they’re pretty loud and the sound is magical. and if you’re doing them REALLY right you’ll let your middle and ring fingers barely dip inside their entrance each time. wet pussy being slapped over and over again paired to those whiny little hitches of breath between moans cause they expect you to push deep in that sweet cunt at some point but you just keep slapping it instead
Every time I ask someone who they are they tell me their name.
No I mean who are you. What fulfills your soul? Do you dance to music? Does the sunshine make you smile? Do you laugh when your heart is full? Who are you???
your fave looks ten times hotter with his cum dripping through his soaked boxers and leaking everywhere.
"please please please stop" gf 🤝 "sh sh it's okay you can take it" bf
Non sexual dominance:-
helping you pick clothes, helping you dress up for party, cooking for you, cuddle you whole day on weekends, shower with you and kiss you lots, help you pick out food, take you on dates, buy you toys to play with, always make you sit on my lap over anything, looking into your eyes whenever speaking to you, kissing your forehead every night telling how proud i am for you, slow kisses and sloppy head whenever you want and much more because i just want to cherish you
Feeling like Mr Roger's. Won't you be my neighbor? Pretty please? 👉👈
The naked neighbor continued…