Sundress, wrists pinned, and cumming on fingers season, is almost here.

Good girls use their manners.

Cool, rainy, spring mornings, big soft blanket. Roving hands, gentle touch, seamless body contact. Slow insertion, deep kissing, good music, rhythmic grind. Heaven in a moment, good morning magic.

Suckling all the tender places that make you whimper, just to see how long I can make you last, before you have to feed yourself to me.

She’s a library of pleasure, and I lick my fingers before turning every page. Never ending story.

Let’s make the fantasy in our heads, the fantasy in our bed. Normalize finding someone you can share your kinks with.

Touch it, and let me watch.

Imagine if ground hog day, was actually your special rebound day, where you got to relive one day of your choice, from your past, each year. Oh, this isn’t my usual writing…Ummm, you’d better go cum for me, and show me. There that’s better.

Will fuck for bacon.

No, I don’t care if you’re late, or going to be late, I’m not pulling it out until you cum on it.

Grabbing her, and holding her still, so she can watch her bratty little bitch honey dripping off your cock.

My hand on your leg, gently kneading your thigh, trying to coax your pussy to come out and play. If we were home, I’d push those same legs up, and suckle the delicate pink folds, until you gave me what I craved. But we’re in public, I can tell by your little shuffle that you know, your 1/2

I’m 6’5” tall, but I’m shorter when I eat.

Your first really good orgasm, is the farewell to your innocence.

Soft, slow, licks, and big, strong, hands. Edging you, to orgasmic insanity.

Some of you would be like “WTF!?” And others would be like “ohhhh, fuck…!” Different people, different energy.

Head hanging, his cock hit the back of her throat, she didn’t think it would ever work, it made her retch a little, all that did was soak it in spit and it slid deeper. She struggled, felt her eyes wet, sticky mascara on her cheeks, was about to tap out, when he pulled out, he was careful and 1/2

They just got in the gas station car wash when he put his hand between her thighs. “What are you…we don’t have enough time to….oh fuck…” she stammered as his fingers pressed into her pussy through the fabric covering it. Machines slapping the car, pumping foam all over it, drowned out her 1/3

When it’s thick enough her hand won’t wrap around it. Watch her eyes when you first put it in…trust me, you don’t want to miss that.

When she does things, that make you grab her and bounce her on your cock, until she’s a mindless, honey pouring mess. -that.

“Knots, buckles, chain?” He asked. “Chain” she said shyly. “Wand, Belt or paddle?” “Fuck…belt” she murmured. “Wax or ice?” A gasp “ice…” “Plug or gag?” “….” “Both, ok.” He replied sternly. “but!” She started to protest “Ssshhhh” he cut her off “then answer when I ask” “Clamps, weighted or chain 1/2

The rattle of her chain, cock in her throat, mascara stained cheeks. She struggled a bit and loved it. Brats and lessons. Achievement unlocked.

The damage I do to your pussy, your tender insides, and delicious skin will never be permanent, aside from you craving more and more. I will never damage your heart or soul, even when I light them on fire, I’ll make you wet enough to put them out.

It was her cousins wedding, she looked incredible in her bridesmaid dress. Watching her squirm and shuffle, in front of all those people, knowing my cum was trickling down her thighs, was intoxicating. It wasn’t the intent, people came, she clenched when I tried to pull out, she reaps her reward.

Her shape was perfect, rounded and curved in all the right places, incredible tits, and her breeder belly, that makes her eyes roll back when you push on it while you fuck her. Those exact dimensions, vary from person to person, and have always been in the eye of the beholder.

I won’t break your pussy for New Years Eve, but after the balls drop, I promise you’ll still be walking on shaky legs next year.

She felt like a pancake, pressed into the mattress under his huge form. Wrists pinned beside her head, the flexing of his hips, buckling hers, as his cock plunged so deeply inside her. Her saucy mouth got her here, and she couldn’t be more proud. Brat evolved, fuck toy.

I just want to wake in the morning, and still smell you on me.

Little spoon, little spoon, let me in…

Thinking of changing my name to dynamite…because I like to cum in small packages.

Let’s play a game, where whoever cums first has to make the other breakfast in bed… Me knowing full well, I’m bigger and stronger, and will pin you down and make you cum all over yourself like a little orgasm slut…then go make you breakfast…

Let’s turn on some music, light some candles, and fuck. -it’s such a vibe.

All I want for Christmas, is you to cum for me.

Struggle fuck under the Christmas tree, let me open you early…the best gift.

Mood- finding her just to fuck her pretty mouth.

She is pure art in clothing, a fresh canvas naked, waiting to be your next masterpiece.

She dripped off his fingers like an ice cream on a hot day.

Good girls choke a little, even when they try not to.

Her moans echoed under the dim moonlight, two bodies fighting to feel each other, craving touch. Passion that just can not wait. The addiction to someone who makes you feel so fucking good. When the need hits, no waiting. Mine.

Thin cover of the condom strained against his thrusts, reservoir tip filling with precum. She pushed him back, reached down and pulled it off. “I need to feel you raw” she purred. Her pussy was heaven, wet, warm, tight. “I’m too close” he said, pulling away. 1/2

He pulled to the side of the road, car stalled, her mouth was too much as he held the steering wheel, couldn’t focus to push the clutch. She had snarled at him “fucking feed me” he’d replied “as soon as we get home”, he misunderstood the gravity of the situation. Little cum slut.

She screamed, unable to contain herself, her enemy and best friend the wand, simultaneously coaxing pleasure and at war with her most sensitive places. Heavenly agony on her face, she tried to cum, needed the release so badly, felt she couldn’t do it again, then he started kissing her…

If she asks you to do previously unspeakable sexual things, to use her in the naughtiest of ways, do not pause or hesitate, give her what she was brave enough to ask for. If her heart sees your weakness, she will know you aren’t the one to keep her safe with her carnal secrets.

I’m going to make you cum for me.

That third thick finger is always the one that makes her whimper and squirm…

Let’s fuck in the backseat of a chev Impala, parked ocean side, windows down, music up. open.spotify.com/track/594ONM...

You’ve restrained her, made her orgasm endlessly, used her for carnal pleasure’s immeasurable by everyday human standards, she’s gifted you her everything. Don’t fuck it up.

Make her choke on it a bit, so she knows it’s real.

Kissing, licking, nibbling, everywhere but where you want it, until you’re feral enough to feed it to me.

When she crawls in bed naked and just touches you. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Eliminates the negative, a miracle worker, all her.