Oh…my…god…. 🤤
Imagine he’s got you in the meanest mating press, his thick cock spearing you open against the bed and it’s so good you’re seeing stars. But suddenly he stops and just leaves his cock inside of you, splitting you open, not thrusting and not moving, just buried deep inside, holding you nice and open for him. And he decides to focus on your clit, maybe with a vibrator or maybe with his fingers, just rubbing and playing with your swollen clit. It’s making you whine and buck your hips against his weight but he’s so much bigger and so much stronger there’s no way to stop him. He tells you to be a good girl and take it because he just wants to feel your pretty pussy pulse around his cock, he wants to feel your walls fluttering around him, your cunt milking his cock so perfectly in response to the overwhelming stimulation on your clit. And he’s so mean about it, one hand working your clit and the other braced against the bed so he can lean into you and keep you pinned down. He’s pushing you closer and closer to a mindbreaking orgasm as he whispers in your ear. “Such a good girl for me, come on, milk my cock with that pretty pussy, that’s it, feel good for me, I want to feel that cunt clenching around me, there you go.” And finally, your body breaks into a toe-curling orgasm, trembling, writhing, crying for him and the unrelenting pleasure he’s forcing out of you. You look at him through teary eyes, expecting him to go back to fucking you but all you see is the sadistic gleam in his eyes that tells you this is far from over. “Come on baby,” his voice is so mean as his fingers don’t stop working your clit, “One isn’t enough, give me more, let me feel that pretty pussy pulse around me again, that’s it, keep making those needy sounds for me, you can take it, I want your pussy to cum over and over again to milk all the cum out of my cock. We’re not stopping until I’m satisfied.” You’re sobbing now, trying to push him off, trying to make him stop the assault of pleasure. Begging, crying, gasping out pleas that he’s ignoring because he wants to use you to feel good, he wants to use you like a fuck doll, meant for nothing more than to milk his cock like a toy with no regard for how you feel. His fingers pull another orgasm from your body, the feeling lighting your every nerve and forcing your pussy to milk him just the way he likes. But it’s not enough for him, it won’t ever be enough for him, and so he keeps going. He pulls one orgasm after another out from your helpless body just so he can use you to make himself feel good. It has nothing to do with your pleasure because he’s exceeded that several times over now but it has everything to do with using you like a sex toy to get himself off. You have no idea how many times he’s forced your body to cum for him when he finally groans above you as his hips jerk into you, pumping his cum deep inside of your still-spasming walls. And maybe he’ll leave his cock inside of you even after, keeping you plugged up and nice and full with his cum while you fall asleep in his arms, with his gentle kisses on your forehead and soft strokes of your hair.
Note: This made me feral ugh please someone do this to me.
like a good princess
I want to do vile, disgusting, horrible things to a pretty girl and then hold her close to me so she knows I love her more than anything on Earth
You were listening to your girlfriends complaints about how their men watched so much porn. Smiling into your coffee as they complain about why don't their men jerk off to them. Keeping to yourself that no one wants to jerk off to someone with stained sweats, a t-shirt that is 90% bleach stained with your hair, a rats nest.
Others complaining how their man always wants to be rougher after watching porn. Which duh is why you find porn for your man. You orgasm regularly with your man, and they don't with theirs. Duh, I wonder why.
The rest complained that it degrades women. Considering they can't get past the third date, you think they might need some degrading sex.
But you say nothing. Just enjoying the pleasant soreness between your legs from your husband using you like a fleshlight last night. Smiling from the memory.
Imagining a partner who’s so protective of me by nature. Someone who always walks on the side closest to the street, constantly shields me with their body when heading somewhere unknown, has my back in conversations when I’m not present.
But when I’m pregnant? It intensifies tenfold.
One hand on my bump at all times. An almost intense, concerned stare at anyone else who tries to touch my belly. Making sure when we go out there’s always snacks and water packed for me. Scans the room and places a hand on my lower back to guide me to a place to sit.
Because it’s not just me they’re protecting, right? They’re protecting our family, our future growing in my swollen tummy.
“It’s the least I can do, right? You’ve got our little girl cooking in there…need to keep both of you happy and strong.”
When a sfw blog likes my posts:
I see you do it.
Your secret is safe with me.
You stealthy pervert.
(I know just "I see you" is punchier but you'll pry my haiku from my cold, dead hands)
Dear tumblr fyp: when I tap the “not interested in this post/blog” or block a blog, it does NOT mean”yes please show me more!”
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i like leaving evidence nail marks down your back. bruises blooming on your hips fingerprints on your throat where you like me the most
i like the way you wince when you sit down the next day. the way your thighs shake when you remember what i did to you the way you look at yourself in the mirror and see me written all over your skin
because you're mine, aren't you ? and i want everyone to know. even if they don’t see the marks, you’ll feel them all day. all night every step you take : mine
and the next time i touch you ? i’ll make new ones. deeper ones because i don’t share what’s mine i brand it
I love this idea
Someone should invent a titty growth serum that makes your tits bigger and your brain smaller every time you use it, effectively trading brains for tits.
Someone should also give you the growth serum while you're asleep, making sure that every day you wake up a little bit bustier and a little bit dumber until your already huge tits are undeniably enormous and you're no longer smart enough to remember why that's a problem.
Ok but this would be fucking perfect 🥵🥵🥵
Someone who's super smart please do this!!
Texts like these >>>
Let me worship you.
Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you. Worshipping you.
I want to become perfect for you. I want to become your most prized possession. I want to be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.
You want to cry from the degradation. Fucking yourself while you read the message over and over again. Breaking yourself until you're drooled all over and your brain leaking out of your pussy.
Consider this me asking
I love this sign
"the men are speaking" but it's you and your friends inspecting my holes
I miss my nipple piercings 🥺
Ok. One more because I crave the attention 😩
“Stop crying and take it.” hot!
“Keep crying it’s getting me close" F̷̹̤̣͇̼̹͕̅̋̔͝Ū̸̢̜̦̬͂͛͊̔͘̕C̷̣̩̮̭͚̑̅̾̊̆K̸̤͆͗.
It’s almost funny how we pretend to be someone we are not
How we fall for fake artificial personalities only to settle for the ordinary regular real personality later on
How we love to meet someone who is mysterious, uses some pickup lines, makes us crave them only for them to later switch back to their regular normal real self and how we happily settle for that.
Why can’t we actually let normal people express their real regular real personality from the very beginning and then decide if the person is good for us or not?
Why fall for a facade which only we have created in our minds?
come over and get me pregnant 🤰🏽
I hate jeans and pants of any form. If I had my way I’d wear dresses and skirts 24/7 but the weather where I live won’t allow it 😢
Sharing because I love this interaction and because I agree completely with her words. I’m not in anyway dominant leaning but I do get bratty on occasion. Also if you haven’t checked out @the-dominant-script you absolutely need to. He’s a real one
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I think what drew me in was your maturity towards the dynamic, the lifestyle, how you view submissives and your respect and caring attitude towards them, towards us.
I've been a part of the 'kink' or 'bdsm' community for almost 15 years, and there's a lot of males that abuse the dynamic, and use it to their advantage. It always leaves an ugly taste in my mouth. So to see someone treating it with respect, trust, openness, and being so communicative, is a breath of fresh air. This is how the dynamic (specifically your role) is supposed to be, and a lot of people miss that part. (I know there's a lot of personal dynamics and roles, but on the basic level of things, this is it)
Personally, structure, routines, and your erotic writings is what i crave. I always fantasize about your erotic posts. They're so well written, my mind just immerses itself into the scenario. I also feel as though you could handle my bratty nature; sometimes I feel as though I'm worse than most because I'm more leaning dominant. But I feel as though you have the skill to handle it 😉
One thing I'm always unsure of is the sharing of guidlines to others. I'm super shy so I do struggle... buuut, if any of the girls within this circle ever wanna be besties, we can chat and work on making Daddy proud 😇🤗
Hahah anywaaaay, I hope you're learning a lot about your little community here. We appreciate the time you give us, and the posts you write. Your work doesn't go unnoticed.
Xoxo 🩷
I read every word. Slowly. Let it sink in. You took your time, opened yourself, and filled my space with something rare, genuine, warm, beautifully raw energy. That doesn’t go unnoticed.
So here’s what you get in return: my attention. My smile, maybe. And the knowledge that your words pleased me.
Thank you so much 🫠