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the best part about being a boy is having a pussy

Trying to 'What are you gonna do about it, faggot?' my way into knocking up somebody's son

need to be inside a really loud boy right now. need to listen to him gasp as he gets past the initial stretch. watch him whine about how i'm going too slow when i try to be gentle, then moan about how "he can't take it", "i'm gonna break him", "it's too much", when i give him what he asked for. need to watch his eyes go all unfocused and glossy after his second orgasm and i'm still rutting into him. bonus point if he cries

All right. "Puppy kisses" got me good. Little puppy licks, lapping at you, too stupid to make out properly. Whimpering and shivering with excitement and taking little lapping licks at your mouth. Stupid and messy and pathetic. I'm dizzy okay. I need to sit down.

Don't get me started on "kitten licks". Cute paws trying to hold on to how big I am and peppering it with their pathetic little kitten kisses. I'm stumbling and groaning and clutching my face like I'm going through a werewolf transformation. I'm unwell.

Training you to lie limp like a doll, reinforcing your restraint with praise and pleasure. Any time you get too tense and start clenching and moving, I back off, gently reminding you that your job is to be a good toy, and toys don't move. You get what I give you, and nothing more. And until you ease back and calm your breathing, allowing that distant, hazy look to steal over your face, I just wait patiently, guiding you with my voice alone to melt, to relax, to be a good doll for me.

It might take a while, but eventually I can have you barely moving from the first touch to the last. The instant I start, weakness and heat overtake your body. Toys get used, toys don't move... Focusing on the refrain, you feel eager pleasure building inside you as I chase relief. So desperate to please, now brought to the cusp by lying there limp and soft. Until finally, after enough teasing and edging, you manage to finish just from being used by me. Untouched, chest just barely rising with breath, seized by involuntary pulses of tension in the release. Lying motionless, getting off only to entertain me. My perfect toy.

Who wants to play "I'm teasing and edging you while you say how good it feels to 'cum' over and over while you're straining and desperate and so so so close" every day until you finally tip over into actually finishing from just talking through it, despite barely getting even a fingertip lightly brushing over you? Until you've said it so many times that you can't help but believe it, once all that edging and denial somehow finally leads up to a frantic, heaving ruined finish? Just saying how good it is, and how much you want it, and how you love "cumming for real" like this, on and on, inadvertantly training you to want teased, desperate ruins, until you can't remember how it used to feel... Doesn't that sound fun? :3

I feel like people see me as a dog they wish they could put down (remembers we’re supposed to be over the dog motif) i feel like someone’s hamster that’ll be flushed down the toilet

dont show me your nerdy interests i WILL have sex with you.

i want um. to be loved and babied and taken care of and also rawdogged slow and nasty. with dirty talk please

"kid" "baby" and "little" are excellent prefixes for making any sex act feel like a disgusting predatory violation, and that's what makes it hot.

thinking a lot lately about really gross corruptive sex where u teach me about my body in soft reassuring coos and get excited for me while i have my first orgasm like awww good job baby

groping his bulge while he’s trying to complete important tasks and watching him slowly lose his focus <3

need to be inside a really loud boy right now. need to listen to him gasp as he gets past the initial stretch. watch him whine about how i'm going too slow when i try to be gentle, then moan about how "he can't take it", "i'm gonna break him", "it's too much", when i give him what he asked for. need to watch his eyes go all unfocused and glossy after his second orgasm and i'm still rutting into him. bonus point if he cries

being forcefully held on somebody's lap with a hitachi wand pinned between their leg and my trembling, swollen, overstimulated clit...their arms holding me down by my shoulders and legs as I sob and cry into the pillows and my fists pound uselessly into the mattress...cooing and teasing me that all I can do is cum for them, pressing down on my hips to force me to grind down against the head until I'm screaming and begging...maybe they'll stop once my eyes roll back and I pass out, or maybe they'll hook their fingers inside me and press the wand harder against my clit to see how much pleasure it takes to wake me back up~