I'm Not Done With You Until Every Muscle In Your Body Is In Spasms, And You're Drooling Out Of Every

Need to take a femme on a cute stargazing date in the back of my truck... the night slowly turning from a romantic picnic in my truck bed into me panting in their ear with my cock buried inside them under the stars

What if I'm laying underneath you and before you sink your new longer and thicker strap into me, you casually let rest on my belly for a second? What if I just now saw that it almost reaches my belly button, and start getting anxious that I won't be able to fit the whole thing in? Maybe you'd just give me a gentle kiss and tell me that you'll make it fit. Spread my legs with your arms, position the tip against my hole and tell me to watch.

Slowly rub the tip against my pussy, knowing I'd start dripping just from the thought of you sliding inside. Not long after you'd slide the tip in, letting me get used to the way it stretches me.

Starting to move your hips very slowly. Just teasing me with the tip. Making me watch it all and the need to be filled to grow stronger. Imagining how it would feel like to have the whole toy in. Having more of you inside of me.

"Aw what's wrong dear?", you'd ask pretending you don't understand the hazy look in my eyes

"Can you slide it all in?"

"Hm?", still acting all clueless

"Can you slide it all in, please?"

"Aww but didn't you say you don't think it would fit?"

"I want to try it", practically whining at this point

And without anything else needing to be said you'd start sinking the strap little by little until you bottom out. The whole time I'd have to watch the little bump it creates in my belly slowly grow.

And of course, when I'm all comfortable you'd start slamming into me, still ordering me to watch how the strap is poking from my belly. So what if we did that, hm?

can’t wait to meet your parents for the first time and watch as your dad sizes me up from across the room.

my hand on your thigh under the table while he reminds me that his daughter is a “responsible and respectful girl”

tightening my grip as my mind flashes back to you just hours before, on your knees begging to be used. arms tied behind your back while you gagged on my cock. tears streaming down your cheeks while you took me down your throat.

“yes sir, she’s very respectful”

“I missed you” while forcing myself inside. I missed your whines and pleas. I missed the way you try so desperately to push me off. I missed how still you stay when you realize I’m not stopping. I missed your legs locking around me when you finally remember who owns you; me.

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Study time 2

(nsfw) blog intro <3

hi, i'm 19 years old, bisexual, female, and from London!

i'll mostly be blogging about goth (and post-punk) music, as well as some horror and literature.

i love goth and alternative makeup + fashion, although i am still learning.

tw: aswell as my hobbies, i will probably post a lot of nsfw on here because i'm incredibly horny atm

to start off with, here are some of my interests:

music: favourite bands

bauhaus

sisters of mercy

siouxsie and the banshees

joy division

she wants revenge

depeche mode

type o negative

the cure

nine inch nails

film and tv: favourite movies and shows

pearl (2023)

hereditary (2018)

the ring (2002)

interview with the vampire (1994)

the silence of the lambs (1991)

literature: favourite books/novels

brave new world (aldous huxley)

1984 (george orwell)

northanger abbey (jane austen)

my year of rest and relaxation (otessa moshfegh)

lord of the flies (william golding)

dni: minors, inc3st, proshippers, raceplay, petplay, ageplay, bigots of all kinds (racist/misogynist/homophobic/transphobic)

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tell me how pretty and precious I look with tears falling down my little face as you hold a knife to my throat