The Touch Starved Mood

the touch starved mood

Being openly wanted is such a turn on for me—tell me you want to touch me, tell me you want to feel how wet I am, tell me you want to feel how hard I am, tell me you want to be inside of me, tell me you want to feel when I cum….my answer is always yes 🥺I absolutely want to show you

I want them to jerk me off as I scroll through my tumblr likes, showing them every filthy fantasy I have been too ashamed to post. I gasp as they rub my cock hard and dip fingers into my glistening hole, "such a dirty boy, already so horny when you've only started scrolling, didn't know you liked just perverted things," they growl into my ear making me shiver. I scroll through images and gifs that make them stroke harder, "such a filthy boy, getting so hard looking at this," they kiss the side of my neck and start to push their fingers into my hole, pumping in and out to make me breathless, "show me that video." They dare me, and I obey, letting the video play, all loud moaning and skin slapping together and grunted degradation and obscene images that make my toes curl, "fuck, you are clenching on my fingers you whore," they gasp excitedly and start to finger me and stroke my cock with their thumb in time to the video fucking, matching the pace to the point that I'm moaning in time with the bottom in the video. And then it ends, and the video resets, and they match the pace again, it starts slower and I whine with frustration as they whisper in my ear, "you needy fucking slut, you need to be fucked like that, you want this so bad," while building back to the friction I need, my hips bucking into their hand, stomach clenching, moaning desperately until the video ends again and they start all over again.

Please I need their hands on me. Need to feel them groping me, my chest, my ass, my thighs. Need their hands on me as often as possible, reminding me I belong to them constantly <3

I'm obsessed with pleasing a partner. The more turned on you are, the heavier and quicker you breathe, the louder your moan-and whimper, when I can feel the sweat from being edged, the wetter I get

Being held down, face in the pillows as they slam their hips into you, praising you for taking it so well while destroying ur insides 😫😫!!

Making your insides shaped like them.

Because you’re their property :3!