#rosebloomings

I love the concept of someone teaching you how to fuck. how to kiss, what it feels like to have someone else’s hands on you, someone else’s tongue. all under the guise of them being helpful, sweet to you, so you’re not nervous for when it ‘really’ happens. only for them to make sure they’re the only ones who ever get to see you that way

pussy inspections are just so sexy. “spread your legs wide” as a command, pulling your thighs even further apart, the gentlest of touches as they watch your cunt start to tense and drip, the slow ache as the inspection gets more thorough

and don’t you love when they won’t fuck you until their cock is coated in your slick, until your want is so evident over them, all of you sensitive from the ache of wishing and waiting. you beg and beg and they tell you they want you wetter, more desperate, your opening clenching around what should already be yours if he wasn’t such a tease about it

“I hate you.” “oh, I know. but this pussy loves me, so it doesn’t really matter.”

feeling the weight of his cock against your stomach or your thigh before he fucks you, knowing it’s a heavy thing before it even enters you

your knight carefully checking your body to make sure no one has touched or harmed you, paying extra special attention as they spread your legs to make sure your sanctity is still in place and inspecting you thoroughly

don’t think about him. definitely don’t think about how big he is between your thighs, how you have to stretch your legs just to accommodate his wide shoulders. don’t think about his leaking cock that weighs heavy as he eats you out. absolutely don’t think about any of it at all

when he is holding you down onto his face and no matter how hard to try to run or scramble away he just pulls you down even more