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[visibly sweating] um hi yeah uh I’m thinking about how hot it is when women are uh mean to me
thinking about fucking a girl in front of a mirror.
it’s messy and fast, and I’m hitting deep enough now that she’s whining with each thrust, cute little moans that almost have me cumming already.
but the mirror. god.
she’s putting on such a show for us; back arched, face down and ass up. I’m fucking her with my favourite strap. it’s one she hasn’t taken before, and it’s thicker, a lot thicker. so much so I can see her stretch around it each time I pull out. she’s clawing at the duvet, whining about how it’s too much, too big. I know if that really were the case she would’ve tapped out with her word and I would’ve called it then and there.
I slow my thrusts down and slide a hand around her throat to make her meet her reflection’s gaze. she whimpers at the sight and I can’t blame her; fucked-out looks good on her. Come on, I coo. Don’t tell me you’re giving up so soon, babe. Just keep watching those pretty eyes of yours and let me worry about everything else. Okay?
MIRRORS HOLY SHIT‼️
okay chat hear me out: going to a club/party/bar with a visible lipstick mark on your neck
thinking….thinking some more about a girl who just can’t help herself and simply has to masturbate to pictures of me I took just for her <3
oh oh bonus points because I’ll send her more on purpose just to get her especially riled up
I need to bite a girl. biblically
tbh wanna be tied to a chair and fucking straining to get free while a femme straddles me and grinds hard into my strap through my pants. i want her to giggle at me and tell me to be patient while she runs her hands over my shoulders and chest down to my hips, forcing me to settle down and match her rhythm. give me quick sharp bites on the neck because i won't stop struggling underneath her. wrapping her arms around my neck while she keeps sliding herself back and forth over the strap again and again and again..
Need her to cuddle with me under the stars and kiss each other until the sun is up
Be with someone whose voice can calm you... Or make you wet.... Or both
I just LOVE being a switch.
When you're feeling dominant turn me into your crying mess with your fingers deep inside me.
When I'm feeling dominant let me have my hand around your neck with my strap pumping in and out of you.
When we're both feeling submissive let's rut against each other's thighs while we whimper into each other's mouths, desperately needy and aching.
When we're both feeling dominant let's tear each other's clothes off while we back each other up against every wall in the house, and probably break a few things on the way.
Ugh it's just so perfect.
thinking about inexperienced strap sex turning into rough sex and their slow little thrusts turn into slamming and ramming because it feels so good that they can’t stop now and they’re so into it they can’t even hear my little sobs and pleas to slow down over their own whined apologies ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
tonight I’m thinking about getting on a girl’s nerves so much she shuts me gladly tf up by sitting on my face
Maybe I’ve been teasing her too long about something and she’s had enough, maybe she just needs to take out some frustrations from her long day. Either way as soon as her hand’s around my throat I know exactly how this is going to go. And I can’t help but smile for it.
She pushes me onto my back and straddles my face and as soon as she starts grinding her cunt into my mouth it feels like heaven. She’s already so fucking wet, already dripping down my chin, and like she senses I’m about to tease her for it she doubles down and huffs don’t you fucking dare or I won’t let you cum for a month.
I give her a little salute and anchor my hands on her ass—any other day that normally drives her wild—but she grabs my hands and pins them above my head.
Stay still or I stop and neither of us gets what we want. You’re not even going to move a pretty finger to touch yourself either, okay?
I can’t really nod, so I do the next best thing and hum my agreement against her cunt. The vibrations make her squirm and I smirk at seeing her fight a moan in favour of keeping the stern tone we both love. She continues rutting into my mouth, drawing every ounce of pleasure she can from me. Every angle, every slow grind, every frantic thrust. From my vantage point I get to see all of her expressions in ecstasy as she works herself to the edge.
When she cums it’s with a broken moan that’s loud enough I know we’ll be getting some neighbour complaints again. As she twitches I pull a hand free and stroke her hip bone with my thumb. The touch is grounding, I know, and as she rides out her orgasm she doubles and threads her fingers through my hair in a mirrored gesture. She hauls herself off my face and I take a moment to catch my breath. Her eyes flick to me and I grin breathlessly. I have to look a sight—naked from the waist up and shining with her cum and there’s probably a tomato stain on my boxers from the shrek pizza we made last night—but she stares like I’m something wondrous. Then her eyebrows furrow and I get a millisecond to think fuck I’m in trouble before she has me face down in the duvet with my boxers out of the picture. I’m completely bare to her, and she trails her fingers around my cunt, chuckling at the state she’s reduced me to.
A calculating fingertip circles my clit and her voice reaches me as her other hand squeezes at my ass. Payback, bitch. You like running that mouth so much I’m going to make you scream yourself hoarse.
if one more person tells me love comes when you least expect it i’m gonna commit a crime
and its always the ones who haven’t been single a day in their life since they turned 16
Imagine laying on your back on the couch and she just walks up to you and lays on top of you, burying her face in the crook of your neck, and sighing happily as she closes her eyes and snuggles a little closer.
something I’ve been thinking about recently is being a girl’s private store of photos that she can take out and admire whenever she wants.
like yeah, of course she gets the goofy ones. the ones with me at an arcade doing a celebratory pose because of my high score on the simpsons pinball game. the ones where we were at a party and I was taking shots through a shrek mask. the ones where she comes to my games and I hug her in full sweaty goalie gear and we’re both smiling so big.
but also:
the ones she takes in the mirror while she’s riding my strap, positioned just so you can see my hands digging into her hips, the shine between her legs, the barest hint of the sounds on her lips. the ones when I conk out naked and sprawled on my stomach, my back a patchwork mess of scratches and fingertip bruises. the ones where I’m knelt between her legs looking up, so utterly drunk on the taste of her that I looked as blissfully fucked out as she does.
just…food for thought
guys i’ve been watching sevika edits all morning and giggling and kicking my feet i need help😭
if i don’t get to have the most nasty, hot, rough sex in the next 5-10 business days i think i might just go insane
quiet masc and loud fem in public, talkative masc and whimpering fem in bed 🤞
pspspspsp fems who moan when i talk dirty pspspspsp
I'm tired of being a girl kisser with no girl to kiss 😠