Rewatching The Hunger Games High Af Rn And Holy Shit I Forgot How Good This Series Is!!!

I want to love someone (or maybe the scary midnight thoughts need to sleep)

I want to hear someone jerk off to me cumming :(

horny but not in a “i need to jerk off” kind of way and more like “i need to hear her touching herself for me and moaning my name while she cums” kind of way.

So there's this fantasy that I've had on my mind for a while. It's one of submission, of surrender, and passion. I envision myself crawling under my boyfriend's desk with the goal of making him feel good while he play's his video games. My heart racing with anticipation, I position myself beneath him, my lips inches from his waiting cock.

The scenario unfolds in my mind like a scripted scene. My boyfriend, caught up in the heat of a competitive match, finally succumb to defeat. His frustration and adrenaline is now be channeled into a fierce desire for domination. With a firm grip, he pulls me from under the desk by my curly hair.

His eyes, blazing with a mix of anger and lust, locks onto mine as he slaps my face with so much force, the sting of his palm leaving a lingering ache. He commands me to stick out my tongue, and with a disdainful glare, he spits into my mouth. The act, both degrading and so exhilarating.

My deepest desire is for him to force my face down onto his cock, the length of him filling my mouth as I gag and struggle to accommodate his size. He holds me in place, his hands gripping my hair as he mercilessly thrusts into my mouth, the sensation sending waves of pleasure and pain through my body. My makeup is ruined, my eyes are watering, but I'm so lost in the intensity of the moment.

And then, in a sudden shift of pace, he pulls me up, his caress gentle as he strokes my face. His lips meet mine in a sweet, tender kiss, a stark contrast to the brutality that had come before. But the respite would be short-lived, as he slams me down onto the desk, my face pressed into the cool wood, my ass raised high in the air.

With a rough hand, he pushes my pink panties to the side, exposing my wet pussy to him. Without hesitation, he shove his huge cock into my waiting hole, the sudden intrusion sending a searing pain through my body. I'd scream out, my voice hoarse from the gagging, as he begins to thrust into me with merciless abandon.

My attempts to push him off would be met with an iron grip, my arms pinned behind my back as I lay there, helpless and at his mercy. Through teary eyes, I would look up at him only to be met with an angry voice telling me to "be a good girl and take daddy's dick." The sensations would be too overwhelming, the pain and pleasure mingling together in a heady cocktail. I'd be forced to endure, to submit, and to succumb to his unyielding passion.

As the minutes ticked by, I'd feel myself building towards an orgasm, my body trembling with each thrust. I'd cum, again and again, the waves of pleasure crashing over me like a tsunami. And when he finally finished, his cum would fill me, a warm, sticky liquid that would leave me feeling sated, yet wanting more.

anyways, if there are any hot muscular nerds that want to fuck the shit out of me, my dms are open :)

Is it weird that I get off at the idea of a man yelling at and degrading me?

Force an edible down my throat then fuck me senseless?

Maybe I’ll play a fun drinking game with my mutuals tonight <3

Just one more shot, kitten. No, I didn't say that for the last one. you're obviously drunk and imagining things.

Just one more shot, kitten. No, you asked for the last one on your own. I wouldn't lie to you.

Just one more shot, kitten. It's ok. I know it's hard to think. I'll take care of you.

Just one more shot, kitten. Down the hatch, good girl.

Sigh, you're a drunk mess kitten. I can't believe how irresponsible you were. I'll help get you cleaned up.

Now take your clothes off.

Sometimes I walk around a little tipsy☺️

hehe I’m looking forward to my late night walk again it makes me feel like such a naughty girl 🎀

Getting choked and slapped while being fucked hard from behind, pathetically begging him to stop. Feeling the sting of his hand on my ass as he calls me a dirty little slut. “You like that, don’t you? Stupid little toy, you fucking asked for this you know? All those slutty things you like to post online, the tiny clothes you choose to wear. I mean really its hardly r@pe, is it?” he growls in my ear. “You love being my little whore, and you cant deny it.”

“accidental” anal. i'm laying on my stomach and you're over me, pinning me down with your weight. your cock is pounding into my willing, wet pussy hole when it slips. there is no prep, just brute force, your hard cock, still wet from my other hole, pressing against the tight muscle, pain, then it gives in and you sink your length into my ass. you've planned this all along. you love the way my thightest hole grips your cock. how i tense and scream underneath you and you just hold me down and make me take it. you whisper your apologies into my ear as you force your cock in again and again. it just feels so good for you. you can't stop. it was just an accident, but i'm doing so well taking it. fuck, you're going to cum. you fuck me harder. accidentally.

One of the things I’ve been drawn to is a man being rejected and still takes what he wants in a desperate attempt.

She’d scream, cry, flail her arms around and you still slip her underwear off her legs and take what’s yours. You’re just so so desperate to have her. So full of love no one deserves except her. Her cries? It just means she doesn’t know what you’re capable of doing yet. You just have to prove yourself, that you’re the best she’ll ever have. After all, her face is much better stained with tears.

She’s the only one you have and you’ve spent too long with her to just walk away without getting a taste of her. She’ll thank you after, right? She’d want you to do it over and over again because she’s just such a good girl, taking in all of you like that.

You get back to your senses and realize what you’ve done. She’s passed out and nothing but stuttered apologies to her exhausted body come out of your mouth. You just couldn’t help it. You were just really hurt about her rejection and… well, hurt got the better of you. “I’ll do better, I swear.. please don’t leave.”

The room is silent for a moment, you take everything all in. Her pristine back, the way her disheveled hair flows around her shoulders, you can’t help but to run your fingers through them. You never would’ve been able to do this, even if you stayed as friends. Maybe what happened tonight is for the better.