Wish you were here. In my room’s quiet shadows. I’m craving your touch. Fingers trace my skin, stirring raw need. I part my thighs, wet with desire. My breath catches, my pulse runs wild. Slick, dripping, teasing my clit. Depraved, I think, shame fueling my heat as I climb higher. Slut. 1/2

BEASTING part three It was too much… Her body screamed in protest, yet waves of ecstasy built with each savage stroke. "It hurts... oh god, you’re splitting me apart," she moaned, her nails digging into his furred shoulders. 1/9

BEASTING part two "You deny me?" he hissed, his breath hot against her ear. "Then I'll take what I crave." One massive hand slid down her body, claws retracted just enough to avoid drawing blood. His thick fingers parted her thighs roughly. 1/11

BEASTING In the shadowed halls of the enchanted castle, where mirrors whisper secrets and candles flicker like dying stars, Belle looked upon the Beast. A colossal figure, furred and feral, his massive frame cloaked in tattered velvet that barely hid the raw power rippling beneath. 1/13

A ghost in her own crowded room. Seen through, unspoken, like fading perfume. The world spins on blind to her plea, whilst she wrestles the weight of what no one can see.

Reposting, because it would essentially be illegal not to 🖤

BEASTING In the shadowed halls of the enchanted castle, where mirrors whisper secrets and candles flicker like dying stars, Belle looked upon the Beast. A colossal figure, furred and feral, his massive frame cloaked in tattered velvet that barely hid the raw power rippling beneath. 1/13

I want to fuck. I want to fuck without stopping ourselves short, without holding anything back. I want to have you in all of the ways I’ve imagined, could imagine. 1/2

I’ve just realised what’s missing from my life 🖤

Waiting, she lost herself in memories of him. Head back, fingertips pinching her nipples she remembered this very position: Him hovering above, eyes connected, throat stretched & humming with his pulsing girth, his fingers on her hard teats &, as now in reality, her pearl buzzing.🖤 #LustYfied

Didn’t want y’all to think that I forgot #ThighThursday

I just stumbled upon the new song by Florence & The Machine and I am absolutely aligned with its wonderful witchy-ness 🖤 youtube.com/watch?v=03iB...

The magic? Does he tap his wand and a rabbit comes out of her butt?

Shatterweave. She wakes to fragments in the mirror, skin flushed where desire once ignited, a body etched with heated cracks, fingers tracing veins that pulse with hunger, echoes of past destructions. 1/3

The following tale is fictional. Any similarity to actual persons, living, dead (or undead) is purely coincidental. It contains incredibly offensive descriptions of hanky-panky with poorly assembled and reanimated corpse parts. It is not for the faint of heart. Enjoy! Love you to death, Angel 💋

The following tale is fictional. Any similarity to actual persons, living, dead (or undead) is purely coincidental. It contains incredibly offensive descriptions of hanky-panky with poorly assembled and reanimated corpse parts. It is not for the faint of heart. Enjoy! Love you to death, Angel 💋

The tale of @malloryinblack.bsky.social is beautifully crafted by @ropeburns25.bsky.social and absolutely deserves your attention 🖤

I lost mine a little whilst reading this 🖤

The mind wanders to dark places sometimes. My next short story started off as a sexy and humorous take on Frankenstein, but it turned out quite a bit gorier than I had originally intended. I still want to share it, but I feel the need to warn and prepare you for what’s coming. cont…

Happy #FeralFriday have some F4M words... --- Boots thud. His hand finds the back of my neck, spins me, and shoves me forward. My cheek hits the wall. He’s already pressing his cock against my ass through my clothes, breathing like he’s been holding it in all day. 1/6

y o u r s

P.U.L.S.E. The EMP's silent wave had killed all tech in the bunker, cloaking them in a primal darkness. Her breath, warm and teasing, grazed his neck. Fingers traced curves, slow and deliberate, igniting shivers. Their lips met, a soft collision, desire pulsing stronger than any lost signal. #W1PP

Each thrust of your wet fingers and flick of your tongue against my oversensitive, pulsing clit, pulls shaky whines from my trembling body as another climax approaches. I cry out, arching as it takes over, but you don't stop, you won't be satisfied until your thirst is totally quenched. #W1PP #BNOC

This needs to be read. By you. Because it might have the same effect on you as it did on me. Don’t ask, coz I’m not telling. We can compare notes later 💋

Le Grind. The club’s air is thick, heavy with cheap perfume and a raw, pulsing lust that clings to my skin. I’m slouched alone at a table by the stage, the music’s slow, filthy grind syncing with the throb between my legs. 1/18

A kiss on the hand 🖤

This is what you wanted isn't it angel, every inch of my thick, hard cock deep inside you. Mmm, your throat feels so good rippling like that. Can you feel me throbbing for you? That's it, keep those eyes on mine. Just a little longer, your eyes look so pretty when they sparkle with tears. #BNOC

Holy hell ❤️‍🔥

Have some slightly feral big boy appreciation F4M words... ------ I love how heavy you are when you’re on top of me. How I can’t move. How you keep me pinned, cock buried deep, until I’m whining under your weight. I want to feel every pound of you while you fuck me like you own me. 1/6

Another wonderfully kinky story from @risquereads.bsky.social I swear if you don’t read this I’m not gonna give you a blow job. There’ll be a test afterwards, just to make sure, I know how sneaky some of you can be 💋

cw: MILF, previous hook up, late night text, dominant, on top, lap straddling, breast play, *names: sweetheart, handsome* Well well, fancy you showing up here again. Its late, you know. Nothing good ever happens at this time. *chuckle* What? I think I can tease you just a little even if Im 1/9

#nsfw Having threesome thoughts again. Sat at my desk, I can imagine having someone under it, working their tongue between my thighs. My hands gripping the hem of my skirt. Their fingers in my pussy, stretching me, making me ready to be fucked by another man. Drunk on my taste, they know /1

The world hums outside my window, a relentless churn of ambition and noise, and I am here, folded into my couch, a fragile weave of flesh and doubt. I am old, and the modern world presses against my ribs, a quiet suffocation.

"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly, "'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy; The way into my parlour is up a winding stair, And I have many curious things to shew when you are there.”

I currently have an overwhelming urge to have my pussy hair tinkered with.

- Who are you? * I’m the dark shadow you chase in your dreams - I don’t know what you mean * Don’t you? Then tell me you want to be free - I don’t know * Liar - Release me * Release is a lie. Tell me what you want - Please * Please what? Speak your truth, or drown in it - I want… #Restrained #W1PP

Happy Monday, bitches 💋

Remember the wolf will smell you better ….taste you better …..fuck your better ….always go with the wolf ….

"Open" You watch for a moment, slowly stroking your cock as the drool starts running down my chin the moment I obediently part my lips. It stretches in long bubbly strings and drips to my tits, hardening my nipples and tickling my skin, but I know better than to try and stop it. 1/2 #BNOC

This is a wonderful description. Unfortunately atm *I* have a wild wookiee cunt...

Sorry I’ve been absent today, the bot thing really got to me and I’ve been in a stinky “what’s the point“ mood all day. The bots managed to jump from this account to my new account with its single post, I honestly don’t have the energy to block them all. I’ll try and be more interactive tomorrow 💋

Update #2 The bots continued to like my post so I gave up and deleted it. Fuckers. Why does someone always have to go out of their way to kill the buzz.

Update. I woke up to another 50+ bot likes on one specific post - my dumb throwaway ‘hot water bottle as a boyfriend’ post. So I checked that post and found that four bots had reposted it. I’ve blocked those accounts and it appears to have resolved the problem 🤞

Seconded…