mari

man who is so kind and gentle to you fucking you so mean is truly concept ever i never get over it

Let's play if i make it fit in your tiny tight hole you are mine…

and for the lady, perhaps a man who knows how to make you cum?

nothing like being folded quite literally in half and eaten out until you’re seeing stars and begging them to stop

i loved half-undressed sex when you still have your top on but it’s all rucked up around your tits and your panties are tugged to the side or barely down past the swell of your ass and your socks are on and maybe your foot is still tangled in a pant leg

dry humping until he’s leaking through his boxers and you lick at it through the fabric while he holds your head against it

no because getting pulled into his lap and kissed all over 😔 your little giggles only encouraging him. 😔😔 his praises murmured between each peck, the way he makes it a game to see how flustered he can make you 😔😔😔 one firm hand on your hip while his other cradles the side of your face so he can angle you how he likes while he attacks your neck with kisses 😔😔😔😔 licking along your collarbone and enjoying the way you start to squirm, your giggles going quiet 😔😔😔😔😔

sucking on your fingers and grinding on your bulge until my brain turns off

thorough pussy inspections before sex becoming our ritual. you, naked on the bed, waiting. me taking my time. “spread your legs for me, baby. let me see if you’re ready.” you obeying immediately, thighs falling open. me settling between your legs, just looking first. appreciating the view. “such a pretty girl.” my hands on your inner thighs, stroking gently. “stay still for me, sweetheart. need to do a proper inspection.” starting slowly, deliberately. one finger sliding through your lips, barely touching. just tracing, exploring. “let’s see how wet you are.” running my finger up and down, gathering your wetness. you already squirming slightly. “still, baby. i need to check thoroughly.” continuing those touches, feeling you getting wetter under my attention. “good girl. responding so well already.” sliding my finger more between your lips, separating them gently. looking closely, examining. “so pretty, baby. look how wet you’re getting just from me touching like this.” circling your clit lightly, watching you gasp. “sensitive here?” you nodding, trying to stay still like i asked. “good to know.” moving lower, finger circling your hole. “let’s check how ready you are inside, sweetheart.” pushing one finger in slowly, so slowly. watching it disappear. “so tight, baby. good girl.” pumping gently, feeling your walls. “you’re gripping my finger so nicely.” adding a second finger carefully. “let’s see if you can take more.” pushing both in, curling them slightly. “that’s it. taking my fingers so well.” you whimpering, hips wanting to move. “stay still, baby. i’m not done inspecting yet.” continuing to pump my fingers slowly, expertly. feeling every inch of you inside. “you’re so wet, sweetheart. soaking my fingers.” pulling them out to look at them, showing you how they glisten. “see? look how ready you are.” pushing them back inside, deeper this time. “let me check a bit more.” curling them up, finding that spot. you gasping, trying hard not to move. “found it. good.” rubbing there deliberately, watching your reaction. “you’re doing so well staying still for me, baby. such a good girl.” adding a third finger, stretching you. “need to make sure you can take what i’m going to give you.” pushing all three in slowly. “that’s it. open up for me, sweetheart.” you whimpering, so close to begging. “almost done with the inspection, baby. be patient.” fucking you slowly with three fingers, feeling how wet and ready you are. “perfect. you’re absolutely perfect.” pulling my fingers out finally, you whining at the loss. “inspection complete, sweetheart. you’re ready for me now.” you looking desperate, needy. “such a good girl being patient through all that. now you get what you need.”

watching their cock twitch and leak with rock-hard anticipation when they measures it up against your lower stomach, seeing how deep they’re about to reach

thinking about phone sex where you call them already touching yourself, softly pinching a nipple, sliding your hand down your stomach before reaching to tease your arousal, desire and want thick on your lips. and also thinking about how their grip on their phone would tighten when they hear you whisper their name, half whine and half moan

i need him absolutely feral when he’s inside of me, can’t hold his breathing together while he slams inside of my walls.. groaning into my face as he’s pressed up against me, kissing my forehead and licking my tongue..