23 she/herthis blog is strictly used for heat purposes. A result of the dark times in war= loneliness and ovulation. missing my german prince
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On a bit of a priest kink movement but I wanna have some older man whispering breathlessly in my ear as I grind on him fully clothed. It's not a sin if we aren't touching skin to skin, right? He's shaking and gripping my waist hard enough to bruise and moaning prayers for forgiveness in my ear til he's cumming with my name on his lips instead of the Lord's
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Please please please please please let me sit in ur lap I promise I won't wiggle my ass and get you worked up and then pretend I was just trying to get comfy please please please please please
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wanting to be bred by a pure, holy man. feeling the instinctual drive god gave to procreate but not wanting to dare defile myself with the touch of just any man. so i go to the one man i trust myself wholly with, the priest. i beg for him to help me fulfill this sacrament, to put his holy seed inside of me. and oh, he is such a kind man, willing to betray his vows of chastity to help a lost lamb in need.
he is so gentle, leading me to the edge of his bed and lifting me onto his lap. slipping my bottoms and undergarments off of me. carefully undoing his belt and the fastenings of his pants, revealing his cock which he will graciously put inside of me. i am so thankful as i feel him fill my aching hole, slow, rocking motions. his sturdy hands on my hips, guiding me up and down, up and down. telling me how good i am, how right i was to seek his help. kissing me on my cheeks and forehead; but not my lips. he's so practiced, and measured in his movements. restrained unlike the lustful men i refuse to give my body over to.
i can feel his warm seed filling me up as his hips gently stutter under mine. he sighs and leans back onto his bed, and im happy to follow his lead, sliding off of his member and positioning myself to lay next to him. his body feels like an anchor as i press my head onto his chest, and his soft hands reach to pet my hair. comfort spreads through my body, i could fall asleep then and there, as he whispers sweet words to me, "such a good lamb"
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Alright bear with me, am a bit high but I can't stop thinking about being corrupted by a priest, um. After I stop by to talk for a bit, he offers to take my confession and do communion for me. It starts slow, I confess the lustful thoughts I've been having, how much weed I've been smoking, how my eyes wander to who they shouldn't. He doesn't press for more information, not yet, and I take the Eucharist. Next time it happens, he suggests praying with me afterwards, does a blessing you know. He starts, over time getting friendly. Confession in his office leads to sitting in his lap and it doesn't even feel wrong, in fact I feel a bit hazy and my eyelids are heavy and my god I've never wanted this man worse in my life. And he knows how horny weed makes me now, confirming a suspicion he had at our first confession. The second suspicion is confirmed when I start rutting on his lap, slowly and lazily at first, then desperately. He chastises me for just how sinful I'm being, as he feeds me more marijuana laced grape juice. A few more weeks of this leads further and further until he's fucking me, forcing me to recite the Our Father and the Nicene Creed while I whimper and sob on his dick :) this goes on for a while. Turns out I do like church lol.
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Someone bouncing you on their cock like their personal fleshlight
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straddling a priest on a pew, feeling his clothed cock stiffen under you. he tries to object, stammering, but you can tell he wants it just as much as you do. you wait, giving him every chance to truly stop you, to yell, to push you, anything. he doesn't. all he does is mutter prayers to god, not asking for this to end, but to be forgiven.
his prayers are replaced with pathetic, needy noises as you slowly grind against him. it takes practically no time for him to cum in his own pants.
he's crying silently, but it's okay. you kiss his face and lick his tears and whisper reassurances that no one will know. you're certain that this won't be the last time this happens, and that next time you won't be the one who has to initiate it.
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imagine a pretty girl wearing your shirt as a dress, splayed out on your bed waiting for you. sitting on your lap, playfully massaging your shoulders and letting it evolve into something more heated as she kisses down your neck.
grabbing her hips, sliding the shirt she borrowed up and off her body. grinding her on your lap to hear all the pretty sounds she makes.
letting her hand sneak down your pants to tease you, begging you to get the strap. that she's been such a good girl and earned it.
shoving her lovingly into the bed while you fuck her, listening to the little "uh uh uh"s she makes, her hand reaching back to hold yours.
letting her eat you out afterwards, all hazy and fucked out on her knees, sloppily making a mess of your thighs and her face.
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the german guy... i miss you lol
it’s so funny when people dm me the horniest thing they could possibly write and then deactivate their whole account out of embarrassment like... baby come here, where are you going?
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Kalçalarına bastırırken hayvan gibi ezeceğim amını.
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