#dont try to sext me

[theoneandonlyqueen]

When a blog messages you randomly and you start a conversation. The conversation takes a swing toward sexual, you set a boundary saying you won't be having conversations like that and that other blog immediately stops messaging and blocks you.

What the actual fuck guys?

[call-me-pup2]

Fuck, I love your stories so much. Sexting with you must be amazing

I do love a roleplay but you have to match the energy! No fun if the other person don't play along or takes me out the moment 😒

[hornedcryptid]

considering asking for dickpics on reddit... hm. Wont do ot but still

[sensitivegoblin]

Emotional vent

[narutomaki]

not to be obtuse but like. why would I want to want things if me wanting them won't change the fact that I can't/don't have them?

like yeah sure I WANT to have sex and date someone but if I can't go out and make new friends and meet people AND no one I already know is interested why would I bother actually wanting it? like.

legitimately? completely seriously. why should I want activities and events and people if I know for a fact they're unobtainable?

[isamoa]

“ WHAT GETS THEM HARD! ”

jjk men x f!reader ࿐ MDNI.

ᰔ、summary. jjk scenarios on how their dicks get hard ofc

ᰔ、tags. (ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso), nsfw, female anatomy, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, sexting, masturbation, etc.

ᰔ、a/n. these are just my silly depictions. if u dont agree idgaf lol

SATORU GOJO has the dirtiest mind and the highest sex drive. his pants definitely start feeling a little tighter at the sight of you eating a popsicle or something. specifically in public. he would have no shame in it either—casually forming a smirk on his face and dropping a snarky innuendo about the way you’re eating. “can you suck me off like that when we get home?” he’d mumble from across the table, his eyes peeking out from the top of his glasses, a smirk plastered on his lips; wet from the constant licking of his tongue. your eyes widen, a small ‘pop’ sounding from your mouth when you took the frozen sweet out to gasp at the man in front of you. “gojo! are you serious?” you’d yell in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone had heard him. “you’re right,” he’d sigh, standing up from his chair to reveal the very prominent and very obvious bulge in his pants. “we should just do it now.”

SUGURU GETO on the other hand is a polite man. like satoru, he’s a real freak in the sheets—but not as shamelessly. the littlest things can get him hard for sure, but unintentionally seeing your undergarments would really get him going. like an accidental peek at your panties from under your skirt, or a shirt thats a little too see-through showing off the print on your bra. he wouldn’t say anything of course, not right away. you would just be minding your own business one minute and then he’s dragging you towards the bedroom the next. “sugu- what are you-?” you would ask in a confusing tone, craning your head to look at the said man who was now behind you—pushing your stomach up against the countertop; a single hand brought up to grope your breast while the other laid flat against your hip. “your bra is showing.” he’d let you know blankly; an attempt to distract you while his hand slid it’s way into your pants. you would look down in response to his comment, noticing that your bra was in-fact showing like he said. unfortunately for him, you also already noticed the hardon pressed against your back.

TOJI FUSHIGURO gets hard from eating pussy. simple as that. he will get embarrassingly sloppy—juices coating his face and dripping down his chin, loving every second of it while his cock slowly grows harder. emphasis on grows. and if you think for a second that he does it for your pleasure, think again. this man will eat you out purely for his enjoyment only. his eyes are closed and his hands are squeezing at your thighs—legs thrashing uncontrollably from the uncomfortable pressure in his pants that’s about to come undone. “toji- let me help you.” you’d beg with a whimper, dragging your hand from the top of his head down to his cheek when you noticed the constant shuffling of his legs and the crease in his eyebrow. he’d laugh darkly, the breathy snicker creating a hum between your core that made a whine escape from your lips. “im fine mama,” he’ll say cockily, pulling a hand away from your leg to undo his zipper. “ill cum soon, you don’t gotta do ‘nun.”

CHOSO is a needy guy. his face will turn red at a simple flirty text—but send him a slutty pic and he might just cream his pants. fully naked or dressed in lingerie, his favorite or not, he will definitely feel some pressure down below. he might ignore you for a while, uncertain on how he should reply; if he’s even able to. “fuck- couldn’t wait till i got home, could you?” he’d whine quietly, trying his best to keep his voice down from the bathroom of his office job; one hand holding the phone up to his ear while the other rushed to unbuckle his belt. “sorry cho,” you’d apologize from the other line, voice rather faint as you posed for another picture to send him. “when are you coming?” you ask doubtfully just as his phone vibrates with another notification from your contact. “now- im comin’ now baby.” he replies with a huff, phone almost slipping from his ear. “really!?” you try to clarify—much more excited than the first time. “no, i mean im cumming. right now.”

[martiniluvr]

Dick is away on a mission. He said he'd only be gone a few days but it's been a week and there's still no end in sight. Of course youre frustrated, in more ways than one, and you spot something perfect while out shopping.

Running home straight after and changing into your pretty blue lingerie that always drives dick wild, you have three of the same pair because he keeps ripping them in his desperation, moving to your bathroom you pull out the item. A nail polish, a blue nail polish so perfectly colored it made you freeze in the aisle.

Painting your nails quickly, a pattern of his blue and black, you try to let them dry first but the anticipation is killing you. You can't resist sending dick a "thinking about you 💕" text, he responds almost immediately.

"Thinking about you too princess. What are you doing?"

Of course he knows. He always knows when you need him. Laying back on the bed you snap a pic, just so he can see the lingerie, he cant see the nails yet.

"Fuck. This mission was supposed to be over already. I swear I'll be home soon baby, gonna make it up to you"

You can't help but laugh to yourself as you imagine him groaning at the sight of you. Now its time to set your plan into motion, leaning back and pulling your panties to the side you spread yourself open for him and take a picture. Perfect sight of the nails in his color, over the pretty pussy he owns. Sending it you feel the same butterflies you had in your stomach the first time you and dick slept together.

He sees it. Hes typing. He stops. Hes typing. He stops.

Ten minutes go by. You dont know what to say, did he not like it? Was it too much? You almost send an apology text when your bedroom door is slammed open, dick is standing there panting and covered in sweat, you can't even get a word out before hes on you

"You think you're fucking funny? I was on the other side of the city, don't even know how many traffic laws i broke getting here."

He almost snarls into your mouth as he kisses you, the kiss is hungry, one of those teeth clashing, lip biting kisses that make your head spin.

"God i love you. Lemme see those nails. Wanna see how they look wrapped around me..."

Inspired by my nightwing colored nails. (I got a nail polish that was exactly nightwing blue down to the hex code and i picked it out by eye in a row of like 30 shades of blue... I need help)

sexting him while he’s busy doing Other Things…..dare I say one of my favourite tropes ever? like….there’s nothing to add to this. u cooked, served, ate, and licked the plate I fear. also dick getting turned on by seeing you in anything nightwing blue—his blue—is SO real bcus he’s definitely that cocky. wow. leah…beloved…you’ve done it again 🤞💘

[jeon-ify]

| quit staring - song mingi |

synopsis: it wasn’t the cologne or the grey blazer he put on this evening before the show, nor was it the slight gloss in his lips that made you fall into a craze for the entire night. it was the way his blazer was unbuttoned with nothing underneath. it was the way his chest was so plump with pretty muscles, the crevices and slight contours in his collarbones that made you weak in the knees— weak between your thighs.

warnings: sexting, dom!mingi, sub!bratty reader, reader starts staring hella hard at mingi, degradation (slut, whore, bitch), orgasm denial, fingering, car sex (slight), swearing, if i missed anything, you know what to do!

there mingi was; stood over you, reaching to grab something on either side of you. the quick scent of his fresh cotton and sandalwood scent sends a rush through your nostrils, as well as the body oil he’d rubbed on his chest. he knew what he was doing tonight— using your favorite products to get you into bed all over him later.

he leans over to whisper something in your ear that you almost didn’t catch, but you force yourself to understand for the good of the group. “keep staring at me with your jaw on the floor so people won’t think something of it,”

you didn’t realize how hard you’ve been staring, but mingi felt your eyes burning holes through his torso all evening. you can’t help it when all you can think of is his hands around your throat while you ride him all through the night.

“i wasn’t staring. and you smell good so its hard not to look,” you whisper back. departing with a smirk, he takes his assigned seat across from you. your thighs nearly clench on their own, unaware of your surroundings.

the conversations and soft music continues to flood the room, as your thoughts continue to flood your brain and trying to control yourself becomes harder by the minute.

you finally decide to make a move on your boyfriend because it can’t keep going on like this. at this rate, if you stand up someone will find a patch of your juices on the chair and a wet stain on the back of your dress.

you turn on your phone and look to your left and right, making sure no one is looking at what you’re about to send.

to: my man

please

i need to go home

my man:

Stop staring at me

No im jp

Whats up? Talk to me

to: my man

i want you inside of me

like all the way inside pls

want u to bend me in half and fuck me

knock my lights out im so fr

with the last of your foul messages to mingi, he looks around and glances at you, smirking before shooting his next few texts.

my man:

Yeah? Do i look that good?

Think u deserve a good pounding from how you controlled yourself all night

Dont u think?

your thighs clench and your heart drops to your ass at the texts mingi just typed back to you, your cheeks turning a flushed berry red, and your nose becoming shiny from the thin layer of sweat hugging your skin.

to: my man

my god mingi

pls lets go home come up with a shitty excuse

say that ur brother just called

say he needs a ride somewhere

my man:

Needy girl

Okay. I’ll let hwa know.

Can u start my car? My keys are in ur purse

*seen*

your hands fidget with your purse on autopilot, rushing to remote start his car. you cannot wait to get home— the feeling is building up and you hope it’s mutual just so you’d get the fucking of your life tonight. you see mingi talking to seonghwa about wanting to go home and somehow it works. whatever he says makes seonghwa look worried for a second, but mingi ends up fleeing in faux worry. you get up and greet everyone with mingi behind you, watching everyone say their good lucks to mingi. hiding a laugh in your throat, you walk out of the door and hurry to the passenger seat of your boyfriends car. mingi follows suit, sighing the moment he closes his door.

“what’d you tell him that made him look so worried?” you begin.

“i told him my brother got sick and i had to drive him to the hospital. i don’t even have a brother,”

“as long as it worked. now let’s go home please, mingi.” the car doesnt move, mingi’s tongue pokes through his cheek as he smirks at you, watching the way your thighs clench and your breathing picks up. he breathes out a small chuckle, almost mocking your neediness. “you just can’t wait, can you?”

“no, baby. i can’t, i’ve waited all day.” your breath hitches in your throat when mingi’s long fingers graze through your inner thighs and up your skirt. he tips his head up to face you, planting a kiss on your chin. he moves his fingers up, pushing your panties to the side and sliding a finger between your folds. he rubs up and down, eliciting a couple gasps and moans from you.

“this what you wanted, y/n?” he stares lasers into your face, distracting you from his thick index and middle fingers plunging into your sopping hole. he curls them, pulling the strings of your orgasm and threatening to ruin his expensive custom leathered seats. “oh my g- slow down! i can’t—“ his fingers move at an ungodly pace, making you oh so overwhelmed with how powerful your orgasm is about to be from his fingers alone. when he doesn’t get the response he anticipates, he lands a harsh slap on your clit making you yell.

“that wasn’t my question. is this what you wanted so bad in front of my friends? what if someone saw the dirty texts you were sending me, hm? would you want that?”

just when you’re about to cum, mingi snatches his fingers out of you, pressing the brake and shifting gears to begin driving home. “if you complain about not cumming, you’ll never see the end of it, am i clear?”

“yes,” you breathe out, fixing your panties and trying to calm yourself to the best of your abilities.

the ride becomes slower and more dreadful, waiting to get home to finally reach an orgasm.

after what feels like hours, you arrive home and rush up the stairs to your bedroom, quickly undressing, waiting for mingi to see you ready for him. you hear his footsteps walking up the stairs, inching closer to the bedroom. he locks the door behind him as if anyone were to walk in.

“if you weren’t my girl, i’d think you were a whore. take your bra off.” the words mingi says to you never fail to make you feel like the smallest of the small, and never fail to make your panties wet. you almost drool on yourself, feeling how his sharp cat-like eyes watch your body move and your tits bounce with the moves you make. he undresses himself and hovers over you, grabbing your leg and putting it over his torso. he plants kisses on your neck, up to your jaw and beginning a hot makeout. your tongue explores every inch of his mouth, sucking and breathing in his venom.

“fuck, mingi. please do something.” he continues to grind over your heat, rubbing against your black laced panties. your wet cunt is visible to him through the lace, making his breath pick up. he leans down to suck a generous amount of skin on your right nipple, making your back arch upwards. he sucks and sucks like his life depended on it, blowing on the spot and sending chills through your chest.

“yeah? want me to be rough with you? think you deserve a good pounding after what you did to me at dinner today?” he brings his fingers down to your clit, rubbing quickly before unnoticingly pushing his fat cock into your hole. you try to answer him by apologizing, but you need a moment to adjust to his size.

“fuck! fuck!” you scream out as he straightens himself upwards and has your legs on his shoulders. he pounds into you quicker, not giving you a moment to relax. it’s skin on skin and it’s raw. his tip is kissing your cervix, making your thighs shake on his chest.

“there you go, pounding you like the good bitch you are. gonna knock you up, yeah? wanna walk around with my babies in you?”

beads of sweat begin to form on the base of his chest and the corners of his forehead, making you clench around him. he feels your orgasm approaching, making him slow his thrusts just to bother you.

this fucker.

“faster, mings.” you moan and cry in hopes that he’ll let you cum, but…

“you’re not cumming yet. i’m cumming first tonight, i deserve it.”

“i can’t hold it mingi please please please!” his pace quickens at an ungodly speed, making you fall silent and mingi groaning and whimpering at the feeling. your stomach clenches and mingi continues his abuse on your pussy.

“fuck, oh my god, baby. should have a gangbang from how good this pussy is. wanna share my bitch with my crew, yeah?” he leans down and lands a slap on the right side of your face, making your eyebrows furrow and your lips out from how fucking good your boyfriend is pounding you. the thought of a gangbang makes your pussy clench again around him, making his eyes darker and his chest heave.

“what a whore. wanna fuck my friends and show off what’s mine? you’re not even ashamed?” he grabs your jaw and makes you look into his eyes.

“n-no, just w-want you to fuck me. i live for you, i’m yours to use.”

“good girl, finally your brain works,” his cock throbs in your heat as his thrusts become shallow and slower. your eyes roll back as you try to hold your orgasm again.

“can i cum? please please please can i cum?” you beg, holding his hand and begging for a release.

“cream on my cock, pretty. let me feel you.”

“th-thank you! fuckkk,” it feels like you’re floating when your orgasm finally reaches and you let all go. mingi stops while he’s still in you, waiting for you to calm down before he shoots his load into you.

“gonna take a picture of my cum in you and send it to the groupchat. how’s that sound?”

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[nor-4]

Formula 1 Incorrect Quotes with reader Two

F1IQ - Part One

Y/n: Bitch why don't you shut the fuck up before i slit your throat and watch the honor roll out?

Max: Are you threatening me??

Y/n: No, I'm hitting on you, flash me a titty bitch.

Lewis: Yeah uh, there's something I've been wanting to say lately.

Y/n: Oh what's that?

Lewis: The N-Word

Y/n looking at toto: Look at your dad. Such a dork, keeping bees.

Y/n: I mean atleast it's interesting though. At least like, i wish my dad kept bees.

Y/n: I mean it's kind of cute. Like, your dad keeps bees.

Y/n: How old is your dad? He's obviously beekeeping age. I dont know. I think It's kind of sweet.

Y/n: George, i wanna fuck your dad.

George: Oh really?

Yuki: Hey can i sit with you?

Y/n: Why

Yuki looking at stroll and ocon: The kids at the other table keep throwing ketchup packets at me.

Y/n: You're not covered in ketchup, though

Yuki: They don't know you have to open it first

Y/n: Damn. We need remedial bullying class too.

Yuki: So how do you like your remedial english?

Y/n: I guess it's whatever. My mom was really pissed, though.

Yuki: Yeah? What about your dad?

Y/n: My dad killed himself.

Charles: I'm finally seeing someone good for me.

Alex: Omg who is it?

Charles: A therapist

Y/n: max is pissing me off *20 minutes ago*

Y/n: nvm just got dicked down

George: Girl what..

Fernando: Every time i talk to you i feel confused.

Fernando: I've never met anyone that speaks like you do

Y/n: Stop lovebombing me

Fernando: what? It's not a compliment

Fernando: You scare me

Y/n: What are you hiding from me?

Zhou: Nothing..

Y/n: Zhou Guanyu.

Zhou pulls out a cat: The cat distribution system chose me okay

Y/n at drive to survive: If he cheats on you, put hair remover in his shampoo, you wanna act like Andrew tate, u gon look like him too.

Lewis wearing a beanie: I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS FOREVER

Toto: That's your fault. Being too quick signing your seat with ferrari

Oscar: Are you high?

Lando: Am i what?

Oscar: High

Lando: Hello

Christian: So what could a Mercedes principal possibly have then?

Y/n: I just feel like he'd be into satan-worship, or at the very least have a sex diary.

Christian: A toto wolff sex diary would be horrifying. He's like our rival.

Y/n: We say that about Stephen king books, we still read those.

Daniel: "Dear diary, hot candle wax hurts so good"

Christian: No it'd probably be like a thesaurus of words for "Good"

Daniel: Yeah he probably sexts with perfect grammar.

Y/n: "My wife showed an exquisite exhibition of lust for me."

Toto: Let me try something different here. Do you guys have thoughts and feelings for one another?

Y/n: Uhh i think George's kinda spoiled

George: And i feel like y/n's a bitch

Y/n: What're you gay?

Alex: What.. How did you know? I've never told anyone that.

Y/n: Dude look at your hair dye, you're either gay or color blind.

Lance: bro stop chanting in dead language's your scaring the hoes

Y/n: Bitch you is so lonely I'm summoning the hoes

Sebastian: You used to be shy, now you're a whore

Y/n: There's a thing called character development

Oscar: Reminder that I'm very sweet and endearing so be nice to me

Carlos: or what

Oscar: or I'll punch your lights out

Hey yall this is a bit short cause I'm finna make a random crack twitter posts n I'll post it in the most random day. I love yall baby💋

[angelismmm]

ok but tbh im surprised not a lot of ppl have talked ab having phone sex with the hsr men because like....

— ok hold on nonnie, you cant just give me one of the best ideas ever, and leave me hanging cuz um????? only made scenrio for the ones onboard with the astral express huhuuu, FOR JING YUAN/LUOCHA/BLADE JUST IMAGINE THY JOIN THR ASTRAL EXPRESS !!!, lowkey my worst work, i dont feel good :)

— heads up! phone sex, mutual masturbation??, idk character strokes cock thing

dan heng, caelus, welt, luocha, jing yuan, gepard, blade, sampo — the astral express!

it just started off as a small conversation, himeko decided to separate you two for this mission. so while he was out trailblazing, you were watching the planet, every day 'till he came back. and you couldn't help but feel lonely. all you could do was wait for him to reply to your texts, asking if everything was going well, all that stuff (more utc.)

texting each other "wish you were here right now", etc., just telling each other about the past days. somehow, it slowly turns into flirting, and even into sexting, those pictures of you with only laced lingerie, just captioned "ready for when you come back<3" and he can't help but stroke his clothed cock that was just all of a sudden hard. covering his mouth, trying to muffle his mouth as he slowly took out his dick. reddened shy tip just waiting to be stroked. dan heng couldn't help but imagine his cock inside you, you teasing him by moaning into his ear didn't help his situation, it helped him get off better though! as he could barely contain his own moans, it seemed like you were getting off too <3 and it seemed like your climax was coming earlier than expected, and you couldn't help but let such sultry moans out of his name. his cock ached for you, but all he can do for now is do the same as you and imagine </3

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[sugar-omi]

i couldnt wait for sugar daddy baxter/cove to come around so i was prepping but ykw, the best things deserve to be served twice

DAY SEVENTEEN — FINGERING

*kinktober masterlist | *ao3

tags : NSFW, fem/afab + bottom reader, sugar daddy au, squirting + mean dom baxter, degradation, (semi) public sex, begging, mind break, daddy kink, car sex (dont be like baxter n drive while doing it</3) + soft dom cove, caught masturbating, praise, mentioned phone sex/sexting, overstim/edging

synopsis : cove comes back early from a trip and catches you having fun by yourself. he can't resist after such a sight. / baxter finger blasts you in the car on the way to a business dinner, it's his fault you make such a mess.

BAXTER

"you're getting my car dirty with your nasty juices." baxter smacks his lips, his fingers curling against your walls.

you whine, throwing your head back and grinding on his fingers desperately. "im sorry daddy, I'm sorry.."

he rolls his eyes, expertly turning the corner with one hand. "you don't seem sorry. you're grinding against my fingers like a desperate bitch."

you moan loudly. fuck you loved when he degraded you...

"please!"

"please, what? please give me money? please give me dick? what do you want slut, use your words." he pulls out his fingers, wiping them on the front of your dress.

you whine, your hole clenching around nothing. "no! daddy, please!" you're about to cry, tears welling up in your eyes. you want his fingers so bad, you were so close...

"clearly you can't think with my fingers in your cunt, so pick your brain outta your panties and use your big girl words."

you squirm, wanting to grind against the seat but you know that won't turn out well for you. "i.. i want you to make me cum. please. please make me cum..." you beg, reaching over the console to palm his bulge, a better alternative to touching yourself. maybe it'll sway him.

baxter lets you grope his dick through his pants, and even lets you unbutton his pants and and slip your hand into his bottoms, your hands expertly wrapping around his length and you give tight strokes in the confined space, running your thumb of his head.

he hums and haws, playing up his consideration as he tries to keep his focus on the road. - which isn't hard when you've had much practice playing around while in the car or on the road...

"please?" you beg, leaning forward against your seat belt, hoping that he falls for your batting eyelashes.

baxter curls into the parking lot of your destination, and you snatch your hand from his pants when he pulls up to the till before the security guard there sees, praying he doesn't notice baxter's open button or somehow finds out your naked cunt is leaking on the leather seats.

you squirm, waiting for baxter to finish the brief interaction. it feels like it's going on for forever but in reality it's just a couple minutes before baxter is pulling into a space.

he pops his seat belt, letting it snap into place and does the same with yours.

"ba- mhm!" his lips interrupt your words, his hand slipping up your thigh and under your skirt.

he's practically sitting in the middle console, trying to be as close to you as possible.

much to your relief his fingers find there way back to your weepy cunt, you're clenching around his digits, grinding down on his fingers so they keep grinding against that perfect spot.

"you look so good like this. if only we didn't have somewhere to be.." baxter yearns, curling his fingers against your walls, bullying that same spot.

your back arches off the seat, grinding on his lithe fingers. you pant, your leg bumping against the door and wrinkling baxter's jacket in your fist.

"baxter! baxter!" you cry, feeling pressure building in your tummy. "i'm-i'm gonna make a mess.." you squirm, trying to get away from his fingers.

it's fruitless, since you just pin yourself against the seat, forcing his fingers deeper against that spongy spot, pushing you over the edge.

your head hits the back of the seat, your foot bumping the dashboard.

baxter just watches in awe, your juices weakly squirting from your cunt, some of it soaking into the mat, your squirt running down your butt and soaking into your skirt.

he works you through your orgasm, rubbing your clit until you're squirming and pushing his wrist away.

you pant, clinging onto baxter's sleeve.

he coos, wiping your wet cheeks and kissing your cheek. "so good.. you did so good."

he slips his fingers past your lips, and you mindlessly lap up your mess. "good girl.. it's a good thing we went shopping today huh? wait here, i'll get your clothes. my partners can wait— fashionably late and all that." he waves his hands animatedly, going to get out the car.

"oh!" he looks over his shoulder, an innocent look on his face. "i didn't tell you to cum, and you made a mess in the car. so you'll have to be punished later, okay darling?" he purrs.

you nod, anticipating later tonight...

COVE

"cove..." you sigh, arching your back to grind down on your fingers.

cove went on a business trip, something about opening a new branch and he had to check out the location. to you, it's just a bunch of bullshit. what could possibly be more important than his baby?

even though he told you it was just for the weekend, it felt like ages without him here to fill up your days. and he didn't even leave you with more than a parting kiss...

you whine, pumping your fingers in and out your loud, messy cunt faster.

"cove, cove, cove..." you cry, feeling pressure build in your tummy. you curl your fingers against your g-spot, grinding your clit against your palm.

you squirm and twist the sheets under your feet, trying to reach your fingers deeper inside of you as if to pull out your orgasm.

you pant and huff, keeping up your movements and hoping this time will be it but... nothing. the pressure is there, you're so close but you just.. can't...

"y/n?" cove's voice calls, and you think you're hallucinating until you look up and see him holding the door open with wide eyes. you fly up from the pillows, snapping your legs closed around your hand.

"c-cove!" your voice cracks, you squirm, tugging your hand free from between your legs. "um.. what- what are you doing back?"

you try to act normal, as if you aren't in his t-shirt and in his bed, fingering yourself without success.

"i got to come home early. i take it you didn't see my message?"

you cringe, glancing at your phone still charging on the other side of the room.

"that's okay, baby." cove reassures, crossing the room in a few long strides, kneeling on the bed to cup your face. "i'm here now, and i think you deserve something for waiting for me.."

you squirm, trying to keep your eyes from fluttering when your clit grinds against the sheets. "how.. how much did you see?"

cove's nose brushes against yours, his face and body so close you're itching to get a hold of him already...

"baby, i could hear everything from the stairs." cove grins smugly, happy with your flustered reaction and you feel hot, a blush running from your cheeks to your ears.

he steals a small kiss from you, pushing you back into the pillows, forcing your legs open to slot himself between your knees. "i think it's cute you missed me so much..."

you inhale shakily, curling your fingers around the sheets, cove's finger dragging along your weeping slit.

"cove..." you mutter, pushing back on the digits he slipped inside of you, feeling much better with his fingers inside you instead.

his fingers curl against your walls, your cunt squelching.

"you're so wet.. is this what you've been doing all day?" cove quipped, sinking his fingers deeper into you, pumping his fingers in and out your messy cunt.

you pant, squirming. "i.. i missed you." cove coos, "poor baby, and you couldn't finish could you?"

you nod, "ahh.." you push back on cove's fingers, his fingertips grinding against your walls, your stomach swirling and tightening.

cove kisses you, swallowing up your whines and moans, his other hand slipping under "your" shirt to grope your chest. he can barely speak between kisses, not wanting to stray too far from you. "don't worry, *kiss* i'm here now, let me take care of you, okay?"

"please, please..." you beg, pushing back on cove's thick fingers.

he shushes you, kissing down your jaw to your collarbone. "you're so pretty, you should be rewarded for waiting so long."

cove curls his fingers against your bladder, abusing the squishy spot.

he lifts up your shirt, latching onto your chest and leaving hickeys behind on your tender skin until he reaches your nipples, sucking and grazing the bud with his teeth.

"cove.." you gasp, dragging your nails down his back.

he pulls off your boob with a pop, nuzzling your cheek. "it's okay, go ahead and let go whenever you want."

you fret, clinging onto his shirt. "but-but i don't want-hahh, it to end.." cove's lips brush against yours, his long digits practically stirring up your messy insides. "we have all night ahead of us, i missed you too.." he kisses the corner of your mouth, working down your jaw.

"i told you when i got home i'd take care of you, all~ night..." cove drawls, lacing his fingers with yours.

you shake, your knee bumping against cove's side and your toes curling. "i-i'm gonna.." you pant, pushing back on cove's digits.

cove praises you, muttering in your ear about how sweet and pretty you look squirming on your digits. "i should have you like this more often... you look so good with my fingers inside you."

you gasp, cove's fingers curling near that delicious spot by your cervix. he bullies the spot, and your grinding hips help push you over the edge.

your legs shake, clamping around cove's waist as you make a mess in his hand, your cunt clamping around his digits as your fluids soak into the sleeve of his shirt.

"that's it.. fuck." cove groans, enraptured by the sight..

you melt into the pillows and sheets, some muscles in your thighs still twitching, not having half the mind to feel bad for your mess.

cove peels off the shirt, throwing it somewhere so he can work on his belt. "don't get tired on me now, we still have so much to catch up on.."

[jojo-the-puppy]

hey y'all ive decided i do not want random people sexting me, i dont mind something in my asks because i can do whatever i want with those plus its fun, but i do not feel like engaging sexually one on one with people i barely know and end up trying to engage with me in that way when I'm super not in the mood lol

so starting now im not accepting people trying to tell me whatever they wanna do to me because honestly? i dont care

[campymoon]

About Me:

(Same as my side blog @campyyymoon )

~5'0 Curvy Creature

~Obsessed with video games and reading

~Fav Game/Movie/Book Genres: Horror, Sci-Fi and Fantasy

~Bisexual, Poly and Submissive: Happily Owned

~Not new to NSFW Tumblr just returning

~I like to collect fun things!

~I have Audhd (Autism+ADHD) and other diagnosis's that I will open up with more along the way! A lot of you could know me from my NSFW twitter: @/campy_moon. Well this is one step lower into the depravity that is me :3

Main 18+ NSFW Twitter: Campy_Moon

BU No TW NSFW Twitter: Campyyy_Moon

And now you're here! I've been a Tumblr slut since like 2018, I remember the good old days and want nothing more than to bring them back (obviously minus the pedo shit!).

So enjoy this journey with me in learning more about the real me and my unmasked emotions as a Black Gender-fluid Audhd Sex Worker individual!

My Kinks:

Cnc, Cock/Pussy Worship, Slapping, Breeding, Spanking, Free Use, Humiliation/ Degradation, Dumbification, Intox Play, Rope Play, Pet Play (to name a few). My kinks are trama-based if you are sensitive to hard/taboo kinks please proceed with caution.

My Limits:

Race play, scat, gore/vore, incest, age play* or cheating "kinks".

My DMs: my DMs are open! Feel free to send threats, porn, vent, rant, insults/compliments, anything and everything. Sexual or Unsexual. If I do not reply immediately PLEASE DONT SPAM ME my social meter fluctuates throughout the day and if i dont reply then please wait.

I will not sext you. I’m just a dumb fucktoy who likes reading things people write to them and who gets excited by it. Again I will not sext you.

(The ONE AND ONLY CW/TW for my blog: CNC, r*pekink, bdsm, somoplay, knifeplay, bondage, choking, dumbification, humiliation, pet play, slapping, Master/Slave[NOT fucking racial], etc.

Please proceed at your own risk.)

Anywayyy comment your favorite childhood video game and let's get to know each other!

*Age Play is subjective, i won't get the ick from just "daddy" "little one"/"princess"/etc. But if it is just super clear that you (the writer/SW) are imagining the sexual situation from the viewpoint of a child please DNI*

Do NOT speak down on your partners to me or try to talk negatively about them while flirting/messaging me. I will fucking block you so fast I do NOT LIKE CHEATERS/DISRESPECTFUL PARTNERS!

[breakablegirl]

back yet again~

mid 20s "butch" "lesbian" cis female (she/her). i like cnc, orientation play, trans supremacy & a bunch of other stuffg

dms and asks are always open to people of any gender/orientation. friendly conversation and sexting are both very welcome <3 (might take a while to reply due to being busy irl)

dont take me too seriously im just here to be horny ✌️

if we're mutuals or have dmed for a while u can ask for my discord!

more kinks under the read more ^^

kinks & limits

kinks:

orientation play/dykebreaking

trans supremacy

cnc, noncon, dubcon

somno

bondage

dominance & submission

bdsm in general

free use

forced orgasms & overstimulation

limits: (hard limits are bolded, others i might be ok with under certain circumstances)

piss/scat/vomit

petplay

the titles daddy/mommy

hypno

insults to my intelligence

im a switch and will most likely be sticking primarily to sub on this blog, but i do like a lot of the kinks listed from both perspectives <3

notes:

i try to tag sensitive/hard kinks as best as i can but send an ask if i forgot something

disclaimer: i personally consider my dykebreaking and trans supremacy kinks unrelated but i dont mind if whoever im talking to combines them. i dont want my posts to come across as misgendering.

[god-whore]

MDNI / D-trans DNI / CW Religious Themes

Hi! I go by many names, but Lucifer/Luci will suffice here. This blog is largely fantasy and includes religious roleplay!

I am nonbinary (they/them), queer, and looking to explore kinks and such in a semi-healthy manor. I am a switch. I am 22 and would prefer people who message me be around my age.

Kinks, Limits, and BYF below the cut!

Some Of My Kinks Include (but are not limited to):

blasphemy/religious kink

corruption/manipulation

praise/worship

royalty kink

vamps, demons, gods, etc

degradation

breeding

hypno (@spiral-whore)

dumbification/objectification

free use

intox

cnc (very heavy on the consensual)

being possessive / others being possessive of me

pet play? not sure yet

Limits:

- anal

- diaper stuff/age-play

- referring to me as dirty, nasty, ugly, impure, fuckmeat, cumdump, etc.

- needles, knives, guns

- choking

- snvff

- misgen, detrans, forcemasc/fem, bimboification, bioessentialism, sissy stuff, etc.

- treating me as inferior, replacable, or generally as if you don't like me (i am also not comfortable giving this treatment to a play partner)

- referring to my chest as tits, boobs, or anything other than my chest

- referring to my hole as a pussy or vagina (the terms cunt and hole are fine)

- diet control, sh, anything anti-recovery

- ai porn? weird ai captions?? stop it???

Before You Interact:

consent is mandatory.

aftercare is mandatory if we do a scene.

[edit] asks are open and anon is available. if people begin acting rude or weird, asks will be turned off. best behavior, please.

i am open to sexting/flirting but only with adults and as a rule, I generally avoid cis men.

feel free to try out different titles, but be respectful if i don't want to use one.

if i suspect any interaction from underage people, you will be blocked and reported.

i dont want to meet up, send pics, or receive yours (unless given explicit permission). this is a hard boundary and a blockable offense.

if you dm me wanting to play, please chat with me first. coming in strong with commands or weird remarks will result in a block. let's talk boundaries, safe words, aftercare, or just get to know eachother before getting into things.

mutuals are allowed to ask for my discord :)

if your blog primarily focuses on patriarchy, misgen, or similar, I will likely block you. not your fault, just not something i want to see.

[edit] don't be weird about personality disorders or bipolar disorder. they're not evil.

i will not reblog mutual aid posts. all due respect, but that's not what this blog is for.

[denial-permanente]

Dear Denial. My wife has put me in a stainless steel cockcage i find it quite uncomfortable and she has told me not to ask her for sex, she has said if i ask the cockcage will stay on indefinitely And she has said if and when she wants sex i have to pay her for the privilege, i dont think that is fair do you Denial. I'm trying to control myself but im finding it very hard as im quite sexted up at the moment, how long does it take before i will stop wanting sex ? And what about washing do you let your husband remove it for washing? Yours John.

Dear John. Your wife messaged me because you have been spending too much time on Tumblr masturbating to stupid pictures when you should be focused on making your relationship better. You need to pay her $1000 a week, so think about getting a second job like driving an Uber. Maybe if you spent more time working then you would have less time to write stupid fantasy posts and stop bothering the grown ups.