you wake up all disoriented in the middle of the night. your girlfriend is sleeping next to you. she’s on her side, breathing heavy, eyes pinched shut. you hear a rapid shff shff shff and you see the blankets moving up and down over her hand where she’s touching herself under the covers. she opens her big pretty eyes and looks into yours, and when she sees you watching her, she rubs herself even harder under the blankets. she's moaning and you can hear the wet sounds of her fingers moving over her pussy. she starts to cum as you watch, crying out, holding your gaze for as long as she can before the ecstasy forces her eyes shut tight.
she comes down slowly, and opens her eyes and stares into yours, panting in the dark. gaze locked with hers, you reach under the blankets and slowly start touching yourself. she starts to rub herself again too, groaning, pussy wet and squelching under her fingers. you stare into each other’s glazed-over eyes, watching each other masturbate, watching each other feel good, until you can hear in her voice that she’s about to cum again even harder than before. you cum with each other, holding each other’s desperate gazes and moaning out loud as your hips and hands twitch under the covers. Then you both lie there quiet and panting, heedless of the mess you’ve made, and watch each other slowly fall back to sleep.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
18+ ONLY 💦 underwear portal kink part 3 (office edition)
You did something really stupid this morning. You woke up feeling really horny, but you didn't have enough time to get yourself off before work, so you put on this special pair of underwear you have. They're enchanted with a small portal right where your cunt nestles into the fabric, and whenever you put them on, a big thick tongue slips thru the hole and licks your cunt. You had hoped the tongue would get you off on your drive to work, where you end up stuck in traffic anyway. You sit in a half-daze behind the wheel while the tongue hidden under your clothes toys your parts into a throbbing mess with its relentless teasing. You want it to lick you harder, but when you start vainly thrusting your hips in your seat, the tongue pulls itself back thru the portal, forcing you to be patient. Damn it. By the time you pull into the parking lot the tongue hasn't even tried to make you cum yet, it's still just teasing you. You try to walk straight as you enter the building but the tongue keeps licking you, making your knees shake. You get to your desk and practically collapse into your seat. You switch on your computer, flustered, reluctantly settling in as the teasing between your legs continues. How are you supposed to get any work done like this? The tongue laps at your swollen lips and clit in warm wet strokes that keep you on edge and distracted. You make a valiant effort to get thru some emails until the tongue starts trying to get you off for real. You grip the edges of your desk and brace yourself for an orgasm, but just when you get to the edge the tongue eases off, teasing your cunt for a few more strokes, then leaving you helplessly thrusting your hips in your desk chair until you realize it's squeaking beneath you and you freeze in place, humiliated. Hopefully none of your coworkers heard that… The tongue keeps on edging you just like that until you can't take it. You tell your boss you're going home sick, and you look like such a mess that they let you go without a word. Your legs are trembling but you stumble back to your car, jumping every time there's another heavy lick against your cunt, almost cumming. There's no way you can drive safely while it's doing this to you. You collapse into the driver's seat and put the seat way back, then you just lie there with your legs spread open and you try not to squirm too much as the tongue keeps edging you like crazy, hidden under your clothes where no one can see what it's doing to you.
18+ ONLY 💗 mild somno then mutual mast with your slutty bf
You fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow, but your boyfriend is lying awake beside you, frustrated, too horny to fall asleep. He runs his hand over his stiffening cock through his boxers, just teasing himself a little at first, but then he can't stop touching himself, even though you're sleeping right next to him. He makes himself even harder and messier from all his stroking, trying not to breathe too much or move around too much, trying not to make any noise, but it feels so good. His needy whimpers are barely held back inside his throat. He lifts his hips and carefully scoots his boxers down his hips so he can really touch himself under the covers, thinking by now he'll just try to get this over with and do it fast. It feels so good, it's hard not to touch himself even faster, heedless and rustling the covers with his urgent stroking. He watches your face as he gets himself closer, thinking he'll be able to stop before you notice if you wake up. Then again, maybe not. He's still frantically rubbing his cock as your eyes blink open and fuck oh fuck he's cumming. He can't hold back a slutty, embarrassing moan, getting caught makes him cum so much harder. You watch him have his orgasm with wide eyes. He keeps stroking his cock past the end of his orgasm, overstimulating himself to keep going when he notices that you haven't stopped staring. Your expression slowly twists with need while you watch him pleasuring himself, until eventually you reach down between your own legs to touch yourself as well. Now both of you are stroking yourselves, no longer holding back but moaning open-mouthed while you watch each other. Watching you get yourself close turns him on so much, that even though he just came, he cums again, longer and louder this time, before you can cum even once.
Hello I discover your acc recently and I really love your writing 😭 can you do (if ony you're open for ask) about d*ck rubbing p*ssy kinda thing and dry humping??? I've never seen someone write about it. Please ignore this if you're uncomfortable of my request. 🙏
18+ ONLY 🍑 👇
You're deep in a serious makeout session, lips locked, arms wrapped around each other, hips pressed tight together, humping each other with mounting urgency. His bulge grinds into your pussy through your clothes and the friction between you hurts just enough to make his cock swell and your cunt ache, leaking. Harder, you moan and beg without knowing what you’re saying. He can feel the lips of your cunt through your clothes, the shape molded into the fabric. He presses against you harder, desperate, driving you crazy.
The two of you strip without thinking until you’re naked from the waist down. No no no, he can’t put it in. You know he can’t, but can't he just rub it against you, just a little, please? He can't resist. He’s nearly salivating as he lays the hot length of himself against the wet lips of your rubbed-raw pussy. His cock feels like it’s getting sucked between your lips, sinking into the valley between them. He moans and thrusts his hips without thinking, sliding his cock through your slickness, and the softness of your insides brushes him back and forth. It’s not enough, god it’s not enough but he can’t stop thrusting, he feels himself catch on your hole but he can’t let himself sink into you, no matter how badly he wants to.
You’re squirming beneath him, moaning and thrusting your naked pussy against his cock, chasing the jolt of feeling whenever the heavy head rubs against your clit. You're getting close just from this, he knows it, he sets a frantic pace that has you whining, grinding against your pussy until you're finally cumming, spine arched against him and voice breaking. He can feel your pussy clenching and unclenching against his cock, uselessly milking nothing. He wants to feel that around his cock so bad, thinking about it makes him cum, he gasps and starts spilling himself all over your stomach. There’s so much cum it starts dripping down your sides, and god he wishes he could have pumped all that inside you.
18+ ONLY ♥️ wlw nuns, mutual fingering, corruption, catholic guilt, dont get caught
> optional part 1 (ive named them since then)
The Sisters began to sneak off together at every opportunity. They snuck into cupboards, closets, pantries, and stairwells. Tucked together in their tiny hiding places, they sat thigh to thigh with their habits hiked up and their fingers between each other’s legs, gazing into each other’s eyes and stifling their moans as they relieved each other’s secret aches. Christina told Rosita that it was a private act which must be done in private. Rosita accepted every word with big trusting eyes. Christina didn’t mention that what they were doing was a shameful sin. Her sighs and moans upon Christina’s shoulder were pure pleasure free from guilt. Christina aimed to keep it that way.
They were pressed very close, breath mingling in the hot little closet, fingers wet with each other’s pleasure. Rosita’s soft body felt perfect pressed against her. Christina couldn’t resist reaching over and feeling one of Rosita’s perfect breasts with her free hand. Even through the thick fabric of her habit it felt soft and heavy. The weight in her hand made her think of doing all kinds of lewd things to Rosita. Rosita did not object to the touch, she seemed to enjoy being groped and panted over. She gazed up at Christina pleadingly while her fingers felt her faster, enflaming Christina’s heart with love and lust, enflaming each other’s swollen parts to the point of sweet release.
When they really needed it, when Rosa was begging for it, sometimes all they could do was find the closest place that would do at all. That was how they found themselves squeezed into the confessional together, hidden behind only the velvet curtain, practically sitting in each other’s laps. Their fingers found their way between each other’s legs at record speed. Their panting faces were pressed close in the dark. Rosita’s cheeks were heavily flushed. Christina couldn’t stop staring at her lips, close enough to kiss.
A sudden shuffling of noise made them both freeze. Someone was getting into the confessional on the other side of the screen. There was a short silence, then the clearing of a throat.
“If you’re already there, you may begin.” It was the priest who came to their convent to hear the nuns’ confessions.
Christina and Rosita stared at each other without breathing. Rosita’s eyes were wide in the dark. Someone had to say something.
“Bless me father,” whispered Christina, “for I have sinned.”
“Tell me, child,” said the priest kindly. Christina scrambled for something innocuous to confess, but her thoughts were scattered by Rosa’s fingers continuing to play with her, by the big dark eyes looking up at her lewdly in the dark. Almost with a mind of their own, Christina’s fingers resumed their own work of stroking the soft slick parts between Rosa’s thighs. Hardly knowing what she said, she confessed out loud to half-invented sins in a trembling voice, while the priest “hm”d and “ah”d along doddingly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Rosita pressing her hand over her mouth. She was going to reach the peak of her pleasure. Christina stroked faster, desperate to get her there and see the expression of ecstasy on her face.
Rosa’s body rippled beside her with delicious release. She gripped her mouth to hold back her cries, and her thighs were squeezing tight around Christina’s hand and wrist, holding her fingers in place. Christina’s release came next, just as shattering, and it was all the two of them could do to grip each other tight and keep quiet.
“Is everything alright in there?” asked the priest with concern.
“I’m sorry, I’m not feeling well today.” Christina forced the words out.
“That’s alright,” said the priest. “I absolve you of your sins in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Now go in peace and get some rest, my child.”
They snuck away somehow without being seen. Christina couldn’t believe what they’d done. They would be damned for this blasphemous act. Even if no one found out, God had seen them.
But when she looked down at Rosita, she saw that her face was lit up with mischievous playfulness. It was clear that the other nun had enjoyed their liscentious act. With a sharp prick of guilt, and a secret trembling in her core, Christina realized that she was corrupting the other woman completely.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
There’s another nun in the convent who you think of as your particular friend. You spend more time with her than any of the other women, frequently working together and often confiding in each other.
Right now the two of you are happily working and talking in the kitchen. You watch her surreptitiously as she kneads the bread dough. She’s such a pretty little thing, always cheerful and smiling, with generous curves that even her shapeless habit can’t hide. As she rolls out the dough, learning over the kitchen counter, her breasts swing back and forth beneath the rough wool of her tunic. You’re mesmerized by the sight, but you jerk your gaze away, flustered, when she turns to you with a smile.
Later that night you lie in bed and abuse yourself. You commit this shameful act every night now, imagining any number of lewd and shameful things, but tonight you're thinking of your friend, thinking of her ample breasts swinging back and forth over the kitchen counter, thinking of her hands kneading the thick dough and imagining them on your chest.
The next day you do another long set of chores with her. You try to keep your eyes from her bosom, but by the end of the day, your pussy is buzzing with need, and all you want to do is go back to your room and rub that aching wetness between your legs.
Your friend walks you back to your plain little cell. She hesitates at the door, and looks shyly at the ground as she speaks.
“Would you mind if I asked your advice on something, Sister?”
“Of course,” you tell her, surprised.
“Well… It’s just that I’ve been experiencing a lot of… discomfort lately, in my… between my…” She’s still staring down at the ground, tongue-tied and blushing. You feel your own face getting hot when you realize what she means.
“Oh,” you say, voice cracking nervously.
"Lately it's been getting so swollen and wet all the time... I can barely keep my mind on my work." She looks back up at you with her big worried eyes. “I just don’t know what it means. You don’t think I could be ill, do you?”
She doesn’t know what it means? Could she truly be that innocent? You can’t respond for a moment, because you’re vividly imagining her plump wet privates, and your own privates start to throb in response. You know you should put a stop to this conversation, but she looks so worried and confused.
You noisily clear your throat. “It happens to me too sometimes… But there are things you can do to relieve your discomfort.”
“Really?” she says, looking suddenly hopeful. “Will you show me what to do?” She catches your hand and presses closer to you, excited, inadvertently pressing her plump breasts into your arm. Oh God… They’re so much softer than you imagined. And she’s looking up at you with such a sweet, trusting expression.
Against your better judgment, you let her follow you into your cell. You shouldn’t be doing this; you’re making her complicit in your sin. But she’s still looking at you with those big, trusting eyes, relying on you to help her in her hour of need. How can you say no to her?
You sit down on your thin mattress, scoot back and spread your knees to create a space between your thighs. You gesture her over gingerly, patting the mattress so that she sits between your legs, looking over her shoulder at you, shyly but with affectionate attention and interest. Good lord… You look away from her sweet face and concentrate on slowly pulling up the fabric of her skirts, then reaching down and carefully feeling the lips of her pussy. She lets out a little “Oh…” of surprise as you gently explore her folds. You swallow convulsively. She’s already so swollen and wet… You’ve never done this to anyone else, but you try to imagine how you do it to yourself. How you tease yourself, lightly massaging your fingers over the soft folds, stroking the sensitive edges and dipping between them to feel the growing wetness. You feel her breathing get faster as you tease her like this, and she leans back against your chest.
Unable to resist the temptation, you slide your other hand onto her chest and heft one of her plump breasts, soft and moldable even through the layers of fabric. You can't help it, you start kneading and groping her breast, and she moans gently in your arms.
“Tell me if you want me to stop…” you whisper.
“No, please,” she begs, breathless, “please keep going, it’s just what I need. It feels so good—” She gasps as you start to rub her faster. She lets her head loll back against your shoulder, her eyes squeezed gently shut and her pretty lips parted on a little moan as you rub her swollen pussy. She moans sweetly and undulates her hips as you bring her closer and closer to release, rubbing her harder and faster and fondling her breasts more eagerly until she bites back a little cry and starts cumming against your fingers, writhing in your arms, breasts heaving under your hand.
With an effort of will, you remove your hand from her bosom, and pull your other hand out from between her legs. She’s still leaning back against you, panting.
“Oh…” she says, breathless. “That was so… so wonderful… I feel so much better… Thank you…” She looks up at you with her sweet face all dreamy, and you wonder if she would mind very much if you kissed her. But before you can broach the subject, she stands herself up, swaying a bit as she rights her skirts. She grins at you, thanking you again, but she really should be getting off the bed now.
Feeling terribly embarrassed, you walk her to the door of your cell. You’re about to let her go when she turns in the doorway and looks back up at you. “Um…” she says, blushing, “if I get like this again… will you help me the next time too?”
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
being pushed over on all fours to have clothes ripped off and a cock stretching my warm pussy thrust thrust thrust and cum drips out of my clenching cunt, once, twice, a third load later I'm filled like a breeding bitch
