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jessi. she/her. 29. this blog is a smut-driven, independent roleplay blog. i’m semi-selective, but i welcome anyone who wants to roleplay! you must be 21 and over. if you’re under 21, please do not interact!

open to: @sexdrvnks

Olivia shifted, her heavy belly a warm, round weight against the mattress. The soft, plump pillow wedged between her thighs was doing its job beautifully, offering a compliant, velvety friction that slowly began to chase away the persistent ache of pregnancy. Her breasts, swollen and tender, throbbed with a familiar fullness, each pulse echoing the rhythm of her own building desire. A tiny bead of milk, clear and precious, escaped one nipple, tracing a path down her pale skin, a silent testament to the life growing within her and the primal urges it awakened.

She pressed her hips into the yielding softness, grinding gently, finding angles that brought a flush to her skin. Her breath hitched, shallow and quick, as a wave of pleasure curled through her, a sweet counterpoint to the persistent discomfort in her lower back. The room was quiet, save for the whisper of her own skin against the sheets and the accelerating beat of her heart. She arched her back slightly, her head falling back against the headboard, a low moan escaping her lips as the sensation intensified, spiraling upwards, threatening to unravel her completely.

She was positioned shakily on her hands and knees, her body slick with sweat and the clear, warm fluid that had pooled beneath her. Every nerve ending felt hyper-aware, hyper-sensitive. Through the haze of labor, she felt a distinct shift in pressure behind her.

She gasped, her head falling forward, as she felt the blunt, insistent force of him seeking entry. The sensation of his incredibly thick, erect, and girth length pressing against her anus was startling, a stark contrast to the rhythmic, dull ache of her womb. As he pushed inward, firm and unrelenting, she let out a jagged cry that was half-wince, half-shudder, and half moan. The fullness felt absolute, stretching her in a way that commanded her entire focus, momentarily eclipsing the tightening of her stomach.

The intrusion was deep and grounding, a visceral anchor amidst the storm of her body preparing for birth. As he moved within her, each thrust was a rhythmic punctuation mark against the backdrop of her tightening belly. She felt every inch of his hardness against her sensitive walls, a slow, deep friction that forced her to tilt her hips back, meeting him with a desperate, instinctive need. With every contraction that gripped her, his presence became a raw, overwhelming necessity, pulling a guttural moan from her chest as the internal pressure seemed to bridge the gap between pleasure and the impending, inevitable agony of labor.

open to: f (21+)

muse: amelia (trans woman)

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Amelia's breath caught as she pushed deeper, the silk panties creating an unexpected friction that made every thrust feel different. She was fully buried inside her partner, the steady rhythm drawing a soft gasp from her lips with each movement.

Her hips settled into a slow, instinctive pace, every thrust met with a tight, welcoming squeeze that sent heat rushing through her body. Each withdrawal was brief, each return deeper than the last, until she was lost in the simple, overwhelming pleasure of the moment.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

open to: f (21+)

muse: amelia (trans woman)

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Amelia lay back against the cool silk sheets, her breath catching as her hand moved with practiced urgency. Each stroke drew her closer to the edge, tension coiling low in her belly until a soft moan escaped her lips and her entire body tightened in anticipation.

When the climax finally hit, she pulled her hand away as her back arched off the mattress. Her body trembled through the release, leaving her breathless as the intensity slowly ebbed. Spent and glowing, she sank into the pillows, her racing heartbeat gradually settling into the quiet of the room.

open to: f (21+)

muse: amelia (trans woman)

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Amelia let out a low groan as she buried herself deeper, moving with slow, deliberate thrusts that drew a sharp gasp from the woman beneath her. Every movement built the tension between them, their breathing growing heavier with each pass. The steady hum of the vibrator filled the quiet room, and Amelia leaned down to kiss the other person.

open to: f (21+)

muse: amelia (trans woman)

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Amelia leaned over her partner, bracing herself against the back of the couch as she kept a slow, steady rhythm, each thrust drawing them closer together. The cool velvet beneath her hands contrasted with the warmth between them as she looked down at her partner's hair fanned across the cushions before leaning in to steal a lingering kiss. As the tension finally broke, she held her close, maintaining the rhythm through the overwhelming rush until the world narrowed to the sound of their shared breaths.

muse: olivia. 40s. 

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

With caution, Olivia lowered her body onto their erection, her swollen, pregnant belly was softly lit by the afternoon light filtering through the curtains. She proceeded with fluidity, finding a rhythm as they pushed into her with delicate thrusts, their hands resting on her hips with a gentle obedience. Her large breasts bounced with each motion, heavy and sensitive, the arch of her back arching to the pleasure.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Olivia took her time moving to the floor and onto the toy. Her pregnant belly moved with each thrust of her hips against the toy buried deep inside of her. She was searching for the release that had been building in her lower belly all day. Each slight shift of her hips sent pleasure coursing through her body as she let out low, guttural moans. When the orgasm closed in on her, it felt almost rhythmic. She was barely breathing, arching her back until the noise escaped deep from within her. Her full, swollen breasts bounced against her rounded belly. For quite some time, all she could do was escape into the sensation, allowing herself to squirt around the toy inside of her, and remain in it until her body found stability.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Olivia's breath caught as every touch pushed her closer to the edge, her body responding instinctively as the tension built beyond her control. Then the pleasure broke over her in one overwhelming wave, drawing a broken cry from her lips. Her muscles tightened as she reached down and laced her fingers through theirs, holding their hand close instead of pulling away. She clung to them through the peak of the moment, trembling as the intensity slowly faded, unwilling to let go as she squirt around their fingers.

open to: f (21+)

muse: amelia (trans woman)

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

The air in the room felt thick with the scent of jasmine and the low hum of mutual desire. As Amelia leaned in, her lips finally met the other woman’s, a soft collision that quickly ignited into something much deeper. She felt the world around her dissolve, leaving only the heat of the other woman’s skin and the rhythmic thrum of her own heart.

Amelia’s hand slid upward, her fingers curling gently around the swell of the woman’s breast through the thin fabric of her silk camisole. The soft weight of it against her palm sent a jolt of electricity through her. In that surge of intimacy, Amelia felt her body respond with a sharp, undeniable rush of arousal. Below the waist, the sudden hardness was a stark, physical echo of the passion she felt.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Olivia’s hips spread open as her wrist moved it rhythmically. She softly moaned, pessure building in her lower belly. Her fingers were already slick with her own desire. Her breath hitched in her chest, head falling back against the pillows as the pleasure continued coiling in her belly.

When her orgasm hit, she arched her back, her heavy breasts heaving. Her legs shook, her body trembling as her climax pulsed hard around the toy, each spasm leaving her breathless and undone.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

She felt her orgasm coiling in he lower belly as the vibrator hummed steadily against her clit, every nerve ending in her body firing with plesaure. She clutched the sheets with one hand, the other hand gripping the hand that held the toy against her throbbing clit. She felt her hips buck against the pressure building deep inside of her. The tension is nearly unbearable. And then it released. She let out a low moan as, an explosion of release soaking the sheets as she squirt through the intense waves of an orgasm.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

She arched her back against the pleasure coiling in her belly, rolling her hips in measured circles against the firm erection balls deep inside her. The heat and pressure were building, and with every movement they made, pleasure radiated through her core. Their lips closed around her large breast, possessively sucking, their mouth warm and wet against her skin. The sensations of their mouth and her slow grinding of her hips caused her to hitch a breath, her body shaking with desire.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Their fingers softly slide against the curve of her breast, tracing the soft skin that consisted of her nipple. She moaned as their fingers brushed against her areola, causing a light flush against her skin. Her nipples were firm with pleasure. She felt herself become increasingly wet with pleasure.

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

muse: olivia. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Her hips rolled against the rocking of their hip. Her back arched up to meet theirs as their erection filled her. They drew her closer to them, their mouth finding her bare breast, their lips wrapping cautiously around her large nipple. A soft moan escaped her lips when they sucked gently.