Im Drinking And I Think The Perfect Thing To Pair With It Would Be A Groomer In My Messages, Asking Pervy

i’m drinking and i think the perfect thing to pair with it would be a groomer in my messages, asking pervy questions while i mindlessly sip on my cocktail.

(it takes one cocktail to get me my preferred level of drunk and my dm/asks is open)

is this too much to ask for?

Don’t worry pretty girl, I’ll fuck you louder than all the voices in your head and hold you close to my chest once we’re done.

wanna put on some pretty lingerie and sit on your lap, watch you squirm as i tell you to not touch and kiss up your neck and jaw, dragging my nails up and down your body so gently. i want to see you get desperate and whine, and then grab your hands and guide them up to my chest, whisper that you’ve been so good, hm? and bring one of your hands down to let you feel how wet i am for you. i’ll let you have your way with me then, and ravish me completely for being so good.

I keep thinking about this fantasy of being used/kept by and older, more experienced couple.

Maybe 10 or so years older than me (even older I’d find too, idc) that befriend me and lure me into feeling safe with them. They invite me over for dinner, I spend time with them all that fun stuff. I consider them good friends.

Their motives had always been a little off but once I let it slip I was a virgin, well, they were thrilled.

I come over one night, dinner as usual but I guess I drank more than usual because I’m so tired and they don’t want me to drive home so they help me into the bedroom and she starts getting me ready for bed.

My clothes are removed and there’s all this groping and touching. I’m too sluggish to fight her off.

My hands are still bound behind my back though. She rubs at my cute little very sensitive clit and gets a taste to get me ready for her husband.

Eventually it ends up with her sitting in my face, holding my legs up as he’s pounding into me over and over and over. Such a tight little virgin cunt. Well, not a virgin anymore.

Maybe they put one of those double sided blowjob training gags in my mouth so they both get pleasure out of this.

I cum and so does she between her holding a vibrator to my clit and the hers. Eventually he cums inside me as I struggle and cry.

Instead of pulling out he stays inside and rubs harshly at my clit until I cum again. Over and over and over until he’s ready for round two.

I’m broken, a twitchy, overstimulate, cock drunk doll for them to breed and play with.

The plan went better than they thought

whenever a hard limit slowly turns into a soft limit, i feel like i should be given head pats for succumbing to corruption and a life with more pleasure ^^

i’ve never had someone out smoke me (once out smoked a hotbox of 3 dudes), so i think i need a tolerance break to live out like half of my fantasies.

but then how else will i touch myself at night to the thought of being molested again?