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My son asked, "Dad, every time I talk to girls, I get butterflies in my stomach! What should I do?!" I gently put my arm around him and replied, "That's easy son...
""Stop eating caterpillars!"
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Uh, thanks? #nokidding #junk #garbage #thanks #furniture #thanksbutnothanks #worn #thriftshop #refinishing #uws #carlkissin #kissinimprov https://www.instagram.com/p/CpWuQWuO6Ox/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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"Ladies, imagine this. It's 15 years from now, and you have no kids. You're the cool wine aunt that occasionally comes back to the country for a brief visit before leaving for another long, exotic vacation. You have no commitments, and a suspicious amount of money."
-@emtreas
#quotes#poetry#aesthetic#feminist#feminism#nokids#vacation#vacation vibes#freelife#liveyourlife#justlive#belong to you
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#run #runner #running #runningjedi #runningjedi2099 #nokids https://www.instagram.com/p/CqhHY__NOIE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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She Said People Without Kids Shouldn't Be Broke! & The Importance of Being Financially Stable Before Having Kids
#childfree#childless#childfreebychoice#childfreetiktok#trending#kidfree#nokids#teamnokids#viral#fyp#childfreeandhappy#nokidsforme#childfreeblackwomen#childfreeblackwoman#blackwomen#blackwoman#blacktiktok#blacktwitter#blackcontentcreator#Youtube
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todos nascem do buraco d suas maes, e volta pro buraco da terra sksks, menos os q nao nasceu e foram abortados, sao de vdds os bem aventurados!!
#antinatalism#semfilhossemproblemas#nokids#8bilhõesdegradadores#superpopulaçãoefatos#semvidassemortes#proabortosim#childfrees#abortolegalseguro#childfreesatemorrer antinatalism#childfreesacidas#antinatalism childfrees#childfrees antinatalism
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Im a little bit obsessed after the last solar eclipse and the next one is like in spain in 2026 and im like... maybe i could do that #nokids... also ive wanted to run with the bulls for like 10 years now and its actually only 1 month before the eclipse... maybe i could stay for a month :3
#2 years to save up so maybe......#i have 0 idea how much money id need for it i feel like 5-10k :/#maybe 5k on a tight budget but do i really wanna be on a tight budget for a trip like that. just thinking
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...TH3 C0NTRACT. IT WAS HIDING TH3M FR0M SL3ND3RFUCK AND 0TH3R 3NTITI3S. J0'S G0N3 M3ANING TH3Y'R3 N0T HIDD3N-
~CHA0TICALLY, DISC0RD/🕕
Nokidding...
Hahahah...
HE'DKILLTHEM.
DRAINTHEIRSOULSANDTWISTTHEIRMINDSTOHIM..
Theywouldn'tbedead...
BUTJOWOULDWISHTHEYWERE.
#🕕 anon#anonymous asks#???#answered asks#ask response#( ooc > )#cw caps#cw text strain#cw death mention#cw brainwashing#not him managing to say this between coughing up more of that tar-blood stuff.#he doesn't fully sound right at the moment... different kinda. idk how to explain it#less feeling. almost more dead.
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Is the "rich auntie" really rich?
Or does she just not have kids?
#richauntie#reallyrich#nokids#expenses#childcare#comparison#yourpoor#freedom#responsibilities#preferredstatus#subjective#acrylic#dailyartwork#artists on tumblr#artoftheday#artwork#painting#kunst#outsiderart#lowbrowart#flomm#flommist#beercoaster#beermat#perspective
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@FANEXPOPhilly selfie with @fabricesapolsky from @fairsquarecomics who published #NoKidding among other great books! @MartinMady #margueritesauvage #margueritesauvageillustration #comicbooks #comiccon
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20th Floor
#smut #18orover #nokids #one-nightstand #rawsex #hotel #Miami #erotica #fantasy #slowbuild #strangers
“Let’s do more shot!” Cali screamed at me. It was 1:30am and I wasn’t ready to leave but I had to. It was Cali’s bachelorette party and I flew in early that morning to celebrate but couldn’t stay because of a busines trip I had on Tuesday, which I meant I had to leave Miami early to make it back to New York to prep for my trip.
I took the shot of tequila, our favorite Don Julio. I kissed Cali good-bye and said good-bye to her sister and the other girls.
“Text me when you get to the hotel. I’ll see you when you get back.” Cali said over the music.
“Will do, babe. Love you.”
I hugged her one more time and left.
The Uber ride was quick back to the hotel. I loved watching the Miami nightlife go by as I got closer and closer to the hotel. I was upset that the night had to end. But I couldn’t complain about a paid business trip to London. Once the driver reached the hotel, I thanked him, got out, and made my way through the lobby. The hotel was bustling with activity, bell boys, guests, and hotel staff whizzing about. When I got to the elevator there was a crush people spilling out onto the lobby.
“Damn I guess I’m the only person in Miami going to bed.” I thought to myself.
I let a couple and their children take the next elevator that came, even though I had been there first. Once they got in another one opened.
“Yes, an empty elevator.” I thought to myself as I hopped in.
As soon as the doors were about close, they opened again which caused me to look up.
“Sorry about that.” He said half smiling. If Zeus had an African cousin, it would be him. He was tall with long legs with perfectly squared shoulders. The dark navy suit outlined his muscular lean frame. The top buttons of his white shirt were undone. A small silver chain nestled in his chest hairs. A silver ring on his pointer finger. His silver watch was nice not flashy, but I recognized the brand. It was an exclusive design and expensive. Matt, my boss wore the same one.
“No, its fine.” I said coolly, trying not look so obvious and give too much away. But if he wanted to take me, he could have me.
“Floor?” I asked.
“20th. Thank you.” I hit the button and took a step back.
“Damn that fine of a man is on my floor and I’m just now seeing him. This weekend is a wash.”
“Early night?” He broke my thoughts.
I looked over at him and smiled, “Yes, unfortunately.”
“What were you in town for?”
“Bachelorette party.”
“Who’s? I hope not yours.” He said, his smiling sparkled.
I laughed. “Cute. No, my best friend.”
“I know she misses you.”
I chucked, smiling a little more, “And he’s charming.”
“Yea, but the extra round tequila shots should make up for my absence.”
He smiled and laughed, “God, he has beautiful teeth!”
“Sheesh, I can’t hang with y’all. Y’all gon’ drink me under the table.” He had a southern accent which made him even more charming.
I laughed more warmly this time. “He is so disarming.” The elevator dinged once it got to the 20th floor.
“After you,” he said holding the elevator to keep it from closing.
“Thank you.” I stepped out onto the hallway.
“How bold are we feeling tonight?”
He and I made it down the hallway almost side by side, he hung back half a step behind me. Which I knew was on purpose because with his long legs he could have easily been in front of me. I didn’t blame him. The way my ass looked in the short, red dress, I would stalk me too.
“What are you in town for?” I say in his direction.
“Business, not nearly as fun as bachelorette party.” He said smiling. His smile was bright and dazzling. His eyes sparkled.
“Let’s take a gamble.”
“I hope your trip was good. This is me.” I said once I reached my room. “Good night.” I said as I held my room key.
“Good night.” He said, but in a deeper tone than the one he spoke in before.
I opened the door but then took a half a step back into the hallway.
“Hey,” I called out just as he reached his door.
He looked as if he was waiting for me to call out to him. Without a word, he walked over to me. He stopped in front of me closing off the space between us.
Looking in his eyes, his sweet musky cologne swirling around me, “I need help getting out of my dress.”
“Hopefully I could be of assistance.”
Once inside my room, he held me against the door shutting it. Our lips found each other. He hands caressed my body and firmly gripped my waist. My hands cradled the back of his head. My tongue licked his feverishly. I pushed him off me, he took a couple steps back. The curtain was opened so there was no reason to turn on the lights. He looked even taller in the dark as the Miami night sky outlined his frame.
I pushed his suit jacket off as I kissed him. I moved to his belt buckle and took it off. He tugged at the hem of my dress so he could grab my ass. His large hands palmed my breasts squeezing them, making my mouth slacken against his. He pulled down the front of my dress and took my soft round breast into his mouth. His tongue teased and licked my eager nipple as I reached for him. He was a hard bulge that strained the fabric of his pants, eager to be set free. I threw my head back as the sensation of his latch on my nipple blinded me. He wrapped his long taunt arm around me, trapping me and my breast in his embrace. He moved to the other breast as he massaged the other, softly pinching my nipple.
He swiftly turned me around to find the zipper to my dress. He pulled the zipper down and kissed my shoulder. He kissed my neck as he held my breast.
“Bite me.” I whispered in the dark. Those beautiful teeth became fangs of passion in the tender flesh of my neck. I audibly moaned, leaning my head back against him. He turned me around again, this time he picked me up laying me down on the bed.
I propped myself on the forearms to watch him get undressed. His strong thighs and sinewy legs excited me. I could definitely see the girthy outline of his member through his boxers. He took off his shirt and undershirt. I reached for the hem of his boxers pulling them down. His dick sprang up at me, erect, thick, and long. I relished in how velvety and smooth he was in my hand.
I pecked the tip of his dick teasing him. I was pleased with him. Big risks meant big rewards. My tongue glided up the length of his shaft from the base to the tip. His deep breathes evolved into to sharp hisses. After enough teasing, I took him whole into my mouth, sliding him down my throat. I surprised myself at how much of him was able to take in. Each time I tried to get him further and further down my throat.
“Slowly,” he said through a ragged in breath. I was getting too excited. I sucked his dick slowly making sure his was drenched and slick. I reached down to touch myself. My pussy was so slick and warm. I played with my clit which caused me to moan as I was sucking him off.
He held my face as he pulled himself from my wet mouth and gave me sloppy kiss. He knelt and took off my shoes. My feet felt small and delicate in his large hands. His hands were warm on my skin. He held my soles in hands soothing them.
“This is the most endearing thing a stranger has ever done.”
He peppered soft kisses from my arch to behind my knees and up my inner thigh. He repeated the same pattern on the other leg. At the top of my thighs, he nuzzled my pussy. I leaned back on the bed to allow his face more room. He took my clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue it around until was I dazed. He slurped me from my hole to my clit and repeated. I melted all over his face. I could feel the wetness glide down on my ass creating a wet spot on the bed. I grabbed the sheets and arched my back as I came in waves again and again. He never stopped slurping, sucking, swirling, savoring me even when I tried to buck him off. He would grab my wrists or grip my hips really tight. He held my legs back and fucked me with his tongue. I came harder this time and even more breathless than before. The room grew even hazier in the dark. The lights at the Port of Miami began to blur.
He climbed on top of me as a I cradled his weight between my legs. His arms formed pillars on both sides of my head. I licked my sweet nectar off his face. I caressed his back and grabbed his muscular ass pressing him onto me. I reached down and teased myself with the tip of his dick. The tip was firm and hard against my soft, slick pussy. Both of our bodies shuddered at the sensation of each other. He kissed me hard, his tongue overpowering mine. I continued to rub his full round head between my folds, coating him in my juices. I felt him grow harder in my hand. He wanted me but was still so patient even through all my teasing.
I placed his tip at my opening, guiding him inside me. I shifted slightly underneath him to allow him more room as he entered me. His big dick was stretching me. I could feel his tip against my spot. Using his body weight, he gently pushed himself into me, settling in deeper and deeper until all of him was in.
He started to move, “Wait,” I whispered. The pressure was mounting, and I needed more time to adjust to him.
He stopped while I rocked my hips underneath him, letting my pussy glide over him.
“Shhhh, fuck baby,” he hissed through a clenched jaw. I knew someone had never done this to him.
I caressed his back and moaned as I felt my pussy fully accommodate him. I felt his bulbous tip deep inside me, passed my spot, drawing out my wetness summoning my orgasm to the surface. I grabbed his ass to signify that I was ready for him to stroke me. He complied, as his dick slid in and out with ease. I cried out in passion as he sexed my body.
We sexed each other into the night. I fucked him. He fucked me back. He kissed me to cover my mouth with his to keep me quiet. He wrapped his arms around my body and held me tight was we rocked back and forth. He pushed my body into the plush mattress trying to bury himself inside my pussy.
“Yesssss, don’t stop. F-fuck.”
When he fucked me faster, he covered my mouth with his large palm to muffle my screams. When I clawed at his back, he pinned me down hard and sunk his teeth into my neck. I came again and again. My pussy gushed and creamed the harder he sexed me. Now he was balls deep inside me. I loved feeling his balls slap my ass every time he was deep.
We rolled over and I rode him like a jockey. He held onto my breasts as they bounced. I wined my hips around him as I pushed my pelvis into his. He held my waist to tame me as I rode him. It made me go even faster and harder. He sat up abruptly, wrapped one arm around my waist and slammed me down on the bed.
He held both my legs back opening my pussy even more to him.
“Cum for me baby.” I knew he was close.
“Call me daddy.”
“Cum for me daddy.” I moaned.
He pulled out and slid himself in all the way to the hilt. He stroked me deep and hard causing his balls to slap my ass.
“Yes, daddy, get in that pussy. Climb in that pussy daddy.” I was breathless.
“Bite the pillow.” By this point I knew what he meant. He was going to fuck me hard before he came. But he didn’t want to me to get too loud. I can’t help that I am an enthusiastic lover.
“You don’t want to hear me scream for you daddy?”
“Bite the pillow.” He said almost growling. Little did he know I don’t like taking orders.
“Bite the pillow or else I’m pulling out.”
“Wow, that’s new!”
From his tone, I knew he’d pull out if I didn’t comply. And that was the last thing I wanted.
I grabbed the pillow and bit down.
“Good girl.” He said panting.
He held out both of my legs from behind knees and launched his dick in and out of my pussy. He put his weight on my pussy as he fucked me. The pressure on my clitoris and the pulsing of my walls sent me over the edge. He quickened the pace and through gnashed teeth he pulled out and showered with me with his seed. Both of us were panting, breathless, and spent.
He went to the bathroom to clean up and came back with warm washcloth. He cleaned me off with gently. A smile appeared in the corner of his mouth once he saw me watching him.
I put a robe on as he got dressed.
“When are you here ‘til?” he asked, intrigue in his voice.
“I leave in 5 hours.”
He chuckled, “So I guess this is goodbye then?”
“I guess so.”
“Well, it was nice meeting you.”
“It was my pleasure.” I said seductively.
A smile reached his eyes.
I followed him to the door. He stopped before opening it and kissed me softly, his face lingering against mine for a second. I could still smell the sweet musky scent of my pussy on his face.
“Thank you for helping me get out of my dress.”
“Anytime.”
I watched him walk to his room. When he got to the door, he winked at me just before he walked into his room.
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De plus en plus de jeunes s’avouent célibataires, le mariage est boudé et le nombre d’enfants par femme ne cesse de décliner. Elon Musk ne manque d’ailleurs aucune occasion de rappeler son inquiétude à ce sujet. Quiconque caresse l’idéal du progrès occidental comme lui devrait partager cet avis. Or, c’est le message inverse qui est véhiculé par les médias de masse. Les articles de journaux et de magazines se multiplient pour prévenir les jeunes femmes que la prétendue urgence climatique n’aurait pas encore convaincues que la maternité ne leur léguera au fond qu’un être parasitique, mais surtout des maux de tête et des regrets. La prolifération des mouvements de type NOKIDS et childfree en atteste. Là encore, il y a longtemps que le message a dépassé l’injonction de respecter le choix des femmes qui ne désirent pas d’enfant. Le message est désormais : femmes, vous serez esclave de votre mari et de vos enfants, vous seriez donc mieux de vous contenter d’être l’esclave « heureuse » de votre emploi et de vos faux besoins.
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