ship and let ship

so thinking of sitting nude in your own apartment, you've got air coolers on but it feels like it's barely doing anything, you feel like you're melting.

You've had your portal pussy on still but it seems the heatwave is affecting almost everyone since you've not had a single client today.

So as you lay on your couch, completely nude and sucking on an ice pop to try and cool down you feel a sudden chill between your legs.

It sends a pleasant cold shiver up your spine as you look down between your legs, wondering if you were just imagining something.

And then you feel the ice cool tip of something slowly pushing into your pussy, it felt as if it were simply testing, wondering how your body would react.

And your body welcomed the sudden cooling feeling, pressing your head back into the pillow wondering if someone was shoving an ice pop or something up there.

Once it felt you squeeze around it slightly it began to push further in, you could feel the full length of it.

It felt ridged and bumped and practically freezing, the coldness spreading through your legs and up your belly and you couldn't help but let out a small pleased moan at the pleasant feeling.

It seemed to just sit in you for awhile, cooling your body down and you felt some of your energy coming back to you as you began to squeeze around the length wanting to feel more of it.

You feel it twitch slightly inside of you, ah so it wasn't just an ice pop... You began to wonder just what this creature is...

It starts to move slowly in and out of you before you begin to moan louder and it's as if the creature could hear you from it's end as the pace began to pick up with more intensity.

You arched your back, almost screaming as you orgasmed around its cock, squirting around the shaft and that was enough to send whatever it was over the edge as it pushed deep into you.

A thick cool liquid began to fill you, making you coo as you felt the chill over your body and almost whining as you feel the creature pull out.

You could feel its cum seeping down your legs, panting heavily as you heard a ping on your phone, reaching over to grab it you looked at the profile picture of what seemed like some kind of ice demon.

"Not many people like the cold, this one I will be returning back to again and again. 5 stars" and look... He even left a tip.

so thinking of sitting nude in your own apartment, you've got air coolers on but it feels like it's barely doing anything, you feel like you're melting.

You've had your portal pussy on still but it seems the heatwave is affecting almost everyone since you've not had a single client today.

So as you lay on your couch, completely nude and sucking on an ice pop to try and cool down you feel a sudden chill between your legs.

It sends a pleasant cold shiver up your spine as you look down between your legs, wondering if you were just imagining something.

And then you feel the ice cool tip of something slowly pushing into your pussy, it felt as if it were simply testing, wondering how your body would react.

And your body welcomed the sudden cooling feeling, pressing your head back into the pillow wondering if someone was shoving an ice pop or something up there.

Once it felt you squeeze around it slightly it began to push further in, you could feel the full length of it.

It felt ridged and bumped and practically freezing, the coldness spreading through your legs and up your belly and you couldn't help but let out a small pleased moan at the pleasant feeling.

It seemed to just sit in you for awhile, cooling your body down and you felt some of your energy coming back to you as you began to squeeze around the length wanting to feel more of it.

You feel it twitch slightly inside of you, ah so it wasn't just an ice pop... You began to wonder just what this creature is...

It starts to move slowly in and out of you before you begin to moan louder and it's as if the creature could hear you from it's end as the pace began to pick up with more intensity.

You arched your back, almost screaming as you orgasmed around its cock, squirting around the shaft and that was enough to send whatever it was over the edge as it pushed deep into you.

A thick cool liquid began to fill you, making you coo as you felt the chill over your body and almost whining as you feel the creature pull out.

You could feel its cum seeping down your legs, panting heavily as you heard a ping on your phone, reaching over to grab it you looked at the profile picture of what seemed like some kind of ice demon.

"Not many people like the cold, this one I will be returning back to again and again. 5 stars" and look... He even left a tip.

And he raised his eyebrow at me. We'd been discussing addictive medications a few minutes before, like the Tramadol I finally got from the pain specialist to take once a week or so to give me a break from my chronic pain, so I reassured him that methylpenidate (Ritalin/Concerta) is not addictive (at least not in people with ADHD).

His response? To raise his eyebrow even harder and say "Well it sure SOUNDS like it's addictive!"

And I had to explain to this man - who works in a healthcare related job by the way - that just because medication makes you feel good and helps you, just because you look forward to taking it, that doesn't make it addictive or dangerous. And he wasn't convinced.

The simple fact that I was excited to take a daily pill that has literally changed my life, after decades of fighting to get that medication, made him think I shouldn't be taking it so often. That it must inherently be dangerous.

I'm not even in America, but I'm pretty sure this attitude began there and then spread over here to Europe. This Puritan idea of "if something feels good, you must beware of it. Pleasure is dangerous, it is sinful, it is addiction, it is evil."

I know too many people who subconsciously believe that pleasure = addictive = dangerous = bad. Joy is a slippery slope to hell.

So here is your reminder for today that you don't need to be afraid of feeling good. If something improves your life, use it. Even if it is addictive - learn what that addiction means, whether the addiction is inherently dangerous or not, and whether the benefits outweigh the drawbacks and risks.

My ADHD meds are, in fact, not addictive. But I will take them every day because they make my life orders of magnitude easier. I will enjoy them every time I take them.

My tramadol is addictive. I will still take it. I will keep it on a schedule to avoid becoming addicted, primarily because addiction in this case would mean reduced effectiveness. But I am not afraid of my painkillers. They are life changing.

Viktor Lyapkalo Artwork: 'Blowing bubbles' & 'Evening' Painted 9 years apart.

[nudity under the cut]

In space no one can hear you play the violin, until a cute alien comes in and catches you practicing alone. Some soft, sweet, and fluffy for these trying times.

Female Reader x Male Monster

The music hall is empty around this time of day, a fact you discovered by accident. You enjoy coming here when you can, just so you can practice in peace. Ever since you got assigned to this station, you’ve been trying to find ways to spend your free time. You basically work and live in your home, the Serena Station, so free time is a strange thing to have here.

The large space station serves as a rest station for many planets in the Galactic Front, you see many types of people come and go on a daily basis. You work for medical, but the worst you’ve seen on the regular is food poisoning or motion-sick individuals coming out of warp speeds.

Music was always your first passion, and you’ve found that practicing your violin skills helps take you away from the fact you’re on a station in deep space. You can focus on the music, and as you play, you’re able to escape and even forget the world around you.

One day as you’re melting into the music, the piano begins playing. Stopping suddenly, you see someone behind the piano playing, but you can’t see them past the open lid.

“Aww, why did you stop?” The voice sounds strange, heavily accented and flanging.

You stand from your seat. “You surprised me. I’m not used to others being here.”

May's Snail Mail postcard <3