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make him suck your fingers after he puts them inside you
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Sabrina Carpenter | Rolling Stone | June 12, 2025 | 📷 David LaChapelle
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Nobody knew she was doing this. Nobody knew much about her life, really. It had started as a rebellion against her parents who wanted her to stay pure and untouched for marriage, posting her nudes. Showing off just how tiny and untouched her little holes were. Reagan hadn't expected the response to it. How many men enjoyed the sight of the untouched expanses of her body. But there was one man in particular whose compliments and comments she seemed to enjoy most. Maybe she was putting herself in harm's way, but honestly? That was a little of the fun. She didn't really know this man beyond the fact that he was old and she liked that. She'd never had crushes on boys her age. She wanted someone with experience. Someone who could call her his beautiful little girl and she would actually believe it. She'd put on the outfit she knew he enjoyed—her cheer outfit, but she'd chosen to forgo the bloomers. Reagan had just graduated and was poised to move into the dorms here in a few weeks as she hadn't gone far for college, but she didn't want to go off to college an virgin. Ew. It was in the Uber over here that she texted him her real name and not her handle of daddysperfectvirgin12. She had been bold in suggesting that he might want to meet up with her. But it seemed only fair that if anyone was going to take her virginity it must be her most loyal fan. She didn't know what he looked like. She'd only gotten photos of him jerking off his large cock. Reagan wouldn't lie, she was a little intimidated at having a cock that big in her, especially on the first go. But she'd never backed down from a challenge.
She probably should've been more nervous than she was considering that he was a stranger and she didn't even know what his face looked like. But she made her way to the door of his apartment confidently, adjusting the large cheer bow in her hair. Reagan knocked. at the door, chewing on her lip as she waited, the taste of her strawberry chapstick making itself known on her tongue. "Uncle Eden?" Reagan asked, the shock on her face evident because this wasn't her real uncle but her dad's associate in his business, someone she had known her entire life. A man she'd found attractive her whole life, who she thought had stared at her sometimes, but he'd been married so she'd written it off. Her shock turned into a smirk as an easy "Hi daddy," rolled off her lips. Somehow, the fact that she'd already known him made what she was about to do so much fucking hotter, her mind already going to ways she could make Eden's life difficult the next time he was over at the house. "No thank you," she replied with a smile walking into the space. "Do you like my uniform?" Reagan asked, eyes wide up as she looked up at the much, much older man in front of her, towering over her tiny five foot self.
𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎: f and fem-presenting nb ! - y/m would be 18-30 (extreme age gap) - bipoc take priority - pronouns will be changed appropriately for replies with nb muses
𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓: y/m has been posting nudes to various usfw subreddits and eden has been a regular audience member of theirs. A few months ago, they began chatting online and tonight they’re finally meeting up for the first time.
𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄: eden o. kane. sixty-one. ( brad pitt ). retired welder + gets up to some highly criminal things in his free time. accidentally became y/m favorite, much older secret.
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂: get as depraved as you like! they both definitely have a ddlg kink (bonus points for size kink, hyper-feminine/coquette aesthetics, + forbidden elements like still in hs, knows/dated/hooked up with one of her relatives, etc)

It still didn’t feel real. Like somewhere, between the realities of physical and digital life, there was a threshold that lessened the tangibility of the latter. But now? With that damning number left in his text messages, a rapidly dwindling ETA—holy hell, was this real. Tangible as all hell.
Eden poured himself another whiskey if only to calm his nerves. How else was a man to contend with the fact that he had not only been speaking so very erotically with a woman way, way too young for him, but that she was now just minutes away from arriving on his doorstep?
He had spent weeks admiring her body, praising her for it. Getting to know every freckle and every soft dimple of cellulite. It excited her—to know that he had been touching himself to her. She’d told him, in no plainer language, that she loved how old he was. That she loved that he couldn’t help but be turned on by her. Find her beautiful. Find her intoxicating. She had shared her darkest desires with him. How she ached to be treated like a perfect little girl while being fucked. How she loved to call a man daddy. Still a virgin, but tortured enough by her hormones that she’d gotten on Reddit and shared her nudes just in the hopes that an older man might find her attractive. Eden still couldn’t believe she was real. He’d only known her as her screen name right up until tonight, when she’d casually texted him what her real name was with a “btw” attached to it.
She was the one to suggest it. Asking if he would ever want to meet her. He was so fresh out of his divorce that he still had his commitment snug around his fourth finger. She was young enough to be his daughter. Hell—his grand-daughter. It was fucking sick, and he should have felt fucking sick with himself.
But all he could feel was his heart pounding, like the loudest of drums. He was so nervous to even just speak to her in real life that he felt… dizzy. Almost like he couldn’t feel his fingers, which were trembling slightly.
He’d just turned on a record, some old blues, to try to calm his nerves when the doorbell of his apartment rang gently.
He stopped, like a deer in headlights, and then inhaled slowly, briefly checking his appearance in a mirror on the hallway wall before going to answer. Part of him was expecting to be catfished. One glance in the peephole told him he was one hundred percent, absolutely, not getting catfished.
Holy fuck. She was gorgeous. Drop dead gorgeous. Take your breath away gorgeous. He felt warmth flood south, so automatically turned on by just the sight of her. Another exhale left his lips, and then he turned the doorknob, opening the door to reveal her in all her glory.
His heart damn near stopped.
“Hey—“ he greeted, voice deep and rich, unforthcoming of all that nervousness he truly felt. His grin pulled up high, over defined canines, through a moat of fully gray stubble. “Jesus Christ, babydoll…” he swallowed, drinking her in. “You’re even prettier in person. Come in… You hungry?”
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looking for 25+ partners for some nasty depraved smut on discord. topics under the cut. i only play F/NB against males (or g!p is fine too). DM me your discord handle pls (don't just like)
omegaverse (give me stubborn omega x alpha determined to knot in her and show her what her true purpose is)
robber x girl asleep in her bed
in/step cest (especially involving older m/younger f)
my older kate hudson x your impressionable stepson
in the woods where no one can hear you scream
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DEMI LOVATO via Instagram (2025)
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there is a man's voice in my apartment... only girls live here
is it bad that if he's cute i kinda want him to come into my room, see one of my dildos and fuck me with it? forcing me to take the thick knot into my tight little pussy?
fuck he just meantioned teaching someone something on the phone (like a student)
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I think I was made to take a knot 🫣
The way it presses against my insides, relentlessly stretches me open
Stays deep inside my tight cunt
It’s perfect 🤭
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I want to watch your face as I cum deep inside of you while you're ovulating. Watching as the hormones that make you burn with the desire to be bred are fed every last drop of what they need.
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Want daddy to finger me and tell me how wet I am and how tight my pussy is on their fingers
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Sabrina Carpenter
celebrating her birthday
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