questionable content

i want to have her on her back, knees pressed up toward her chest, whining into my mouth as i fuck into her nice and slow. keeping my thrusts shallow at first, letting her adjust to the stretch. i’ll have one hand on her cheek, thumb stroking her jaw, and the other braced beside her head so i can watch her eyes roll back and every muscle in her face go slack when i finally bottom out. 

she’ll cum once around me, and then again, and then again, each one messier than the last. she’ll be clawing at my shoulders, at the sheets, at my waist, mindlessly repeating my name and whatever slurred pleas she could piece together. i’ll feel her clench down around me, listening to the way her breath stutters between desperate sounds, and i’ll realize that i still need more. so i’ll keep going, chasing that fucked-out look in her eyes until she finally starts to go quiet, her body limp and twitching underneath me.

eventually i’ll force myself to slow my hips and ease out of her, eyes fixated on the way her body clenches around nothing. fighting to resist the urge to taste the mess i created. i’ll lay against the pillows and pull her up onto my chest, her cheek pressed against my collarbone, lips parted as she tries to remember how to breathe properly. her mind will be drifting, barely verbal, just soft little sounds dragged out on a broken exhale every time i shift. i’ll wrap my arms around her, one hand splayed over her back, the other reaching between our bodies, fingers slowly drifting back where they belong. and i know i won’t be able to stop touching her, just as well as i know she won’t stop me.

i’ll let my hand move almost without thinking, two fingers sliding through the mess i’d made of her, feeling how wet and warm and sensitive she still is. she’ll jerk immediately, a strained little whine catching in her throat as she buries her face against my neck. she’ll protest, almost enough to convince herself she doesn’t want it, and i’ll shush her sweetly between kisses to the top of her head. my fingers will press inside, slow and lazy, just to feel the way she flutters around me. no rhythm, no intention of getting her off again, just this indulgent need to keep her full of me, to feel every tiny twitch as she squirms. her nails will dig into my shoulder as she clings to me, legs shifting restlessly as she tries to get away and push closer at the same time. her protests will come out wrecked and useless, but every time my fingers curl, her hips will roll right back into my palm.

i’ll have her like that, draped over me and whining into my ear, teeth scraping my skin when a particularly sharp aftershock hits. i won’t even be fucking her properly anymore, just lazily dragging my fingers in and out, feeling how she clenches down on every slow thrust. the bed will be a mess beneath us, her thighs slick and trembling as she tries to hide her face from me, from what i’m doing to her. i’ll rub my free hand back and forth across her back, pretending this is soothing, pretending i’m just helping her come down, even as i can feel her building again in these tiny, involuntary waves she can’t control. she’ll be moaning into my neck, half sobs and half laughter, telling me i’m greedy, that i said we were done, that she can’t take another one, while her body tells a completely different story.

“Mmm, sleepy baby,” you groan, your voice deep with desire now. You’re pushing your sweats down, pulling your cock out. It’s easy to shift my hips over just a bit. To line yourself up. With a low groan, you grip my ass so tight in your hands and fuck up into me. I gasp against your neck, at the sudden stretch, arching my back to take you all. It’s good & my hips begin to rock & twitch eagerly.

“Sleepy baby but you love to cum,” you say, your fingers digging into me so hard I know there will be bruises. You hold me in place & begin to fuck me, little sharp snaps of your hips that leave me breathless, my eyes rolled back into my head. No more goosebumps now, now my body is damp & soft for you. My clit swollen under the steady pressure of your thumb, my nipples flushed & sensitive when you suck one into your hot mouth. I make sweet little noises for you when I start to cum again, my arms coming up to cradle your head against my breast. The two of us wrapped up in each other, riding my orgasm together until finally you guide us both down onto our sides on the bed. Your fingers never leaving my clit.

“You’re not done yet baby,” you murmur as I moan softly against your shoulder, blushing when my hips rock automatically against the movement of your hand, “You can cum some more, it’s ok. I’ve got you.” Your fingers steadily stroking my clit. My thighs begin to tremble & I bite my lip, embarrassed, but we can both feel the throbbing as I cum again. You begin to shift your hips, cock still buried inside me, & I cover my face with my hands. Clenching around you helplessly.

“It’s ok baby,” you say, stroking my clit so sweetly, fucking me so slow, “It’s ok that it feels so good.” You grind into me deeply & I cry out, my hands reaching for you now, pulling you closer for more.

“That’s good. So good. That’s my good girl. You want more?” You kiss so sweetly along the side of my face.

“Please more,” I manage to say. But we can both feel that I’m already cumming again, my hips twitching & bucking as you pump into me. You don’t let up, pounding me harder until I’ve finished & I’m lying under you a panting, wet mess. Just how you like me.

found these old pics! apparently they were for a slumber party set that i never finished? anyways im posting these here for yall pls enjoy!

❣❣❣

cw: cumplay, overstimulation, spanking, praise, hair pulling

because that's not our usual bed, is it baby? so why don't we make it ours. why don't you grab the edge of the bed and bend over, spread that pretty pussy of yours, all open and wide for me to see. for me to file away the mental picture of how you look against this particular shade of sheets. and aw, look at you dripping onto the carpet. so that's what your slick looks like when it's staining a hotel room. does it turn you on? the thought of me claiming you somewhere new? somewhere that's never seen us before?

because it does for me. i wanna see it all. i want to find out you look as you're eating me out in bed, these foreign decorations all around us. would you moan and clutch at the blanket like you do at home? does the bed shake the same as ours when you grind your clit against it, because you're just so fucking needy dipping your tongue in my hole?

and how exactly do you look when i have you taking my cock against the window? tits all pressed up against the glass, watching the cityscape as you feel me push deep inside you. aw, i bet you're even more shameless here, huh? we're so high up compared to when we do this at home, so no one can see you. not unless they look reallllyyyy closely, so you're free to whimper and whine as much as you want. you can rub your greedy clit with your fingers as i rail you, and no one would see how much of a slut you are.