#i want to be Bernice

[hooked-on-elvis]

[PICTURES] "LIVE A LITTLE, LOVE A LITTLE" (1968) 🐶📸

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ᐁ THE KING, ELVIS ᐁ

Those guys next to EP are Joe Esposito and Charlie Hodge, El's personal friends (Memphis Mafia guys).

ᐁ Elvis and his leading lady, Michele Carey ᐁ

That one scene above! [LOL] One of those, 'I can't believe she did this!' moments I mentioned on my review of this movie. I actually laugh at all the times they're together. Just the pictures are enough to make me laugh. Bernice is the best! That's the best Elvis movie! 🤣

ᐁ Elvis and co-stars, Michele Carey and Celeste Yarnall ᐁ I love that [BELOW] scene so much!🤣

ᐁ Elvis and Rudy Vallée (Mr. Penlow) ᐁ

ᐁ Elvis and Don Porter (Mike Lansdown) ᐁ

ᐁ Elvis and the West boys, Sonny and Red ᐁ I wonder how much fun Elvis had beating them up, even if just play pretend. What if at times he'd really kicks and slaps them? I wouldn't dare saying it never happened. Boys being boys.🤣

ᐁ Sterling Holloway (The Milkman) ᐁ He's the one I told you about on my review (fun facts section), the actor making all those dubbing acting work leading his voice and talento to such great classic Disney movie characters during his career years! ♥

ᐁ Elvis and Susan Henning ᐁ

THE MOST SPECIAL ONE 🐶 ᐁ Elvis and 'Albert' ᐁ

People are commonly mistaken saying this dog was one of Elvis' own Great Danes (Elvis had three Great Danes: Brutus, Snoopy and Edmund), but Priscilla said it wasn't one of their family dogs. I didn't found his name or info about who he belongs to, tho. :( If I find anything I'll update this post.

Well, I'll stop here just because the "only 30 pictures per post," Tumblr issue [ugh!]

I do have some more pictures I'd like to share with you. I think I might share all of it, really. I can't help it. I just love everything about this movie and I get carried away. 🥹

Until then, If you'd like to read my review (or just see the previous pictures / footage / music videos I shared from this movie): CLICK HERE.

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✦ [UPDATE -January 16, 2024]: MORE PICTURES HERE + BEHIND THE SCENES STORY, MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. MURDER DURING 'LIVE A LITTLE, LOVE A LITTLE' PRODUCTION. HOW THE CREW REACTED, HERE. ✦

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Is there any other Elvis movie you'd like to know a bit about what I think of it (if it even matters to anyone), or do you want some help finding any of them available online? LET ME KNOW. ♥

[stillthesunkenstars]

Relistend to Braxiatel in Love and realized it’s actually the best Benny audio ever written . Quotes cited:

oomf’s meta linked

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Liria’s context:

[thebraxiatelcollection]

Obsessed with Bernice Summerfield's whose whole principles is discovering the truth, but she still rewrites her own personal history and trauma with yellow notelets.

[kitykitybird]

literally sobbing my youtuber egos hyperfixation is coming back except its ONLY ever been markiplier and (mostly) crankgameplays egos and there is NO CONTENT FOR CRANKGAMEPLAYS EGOS anywhere 😭😭😭

theyre so interesting too!!! dark and anti (who admittedly i dont know that much abt) are also interesting and silly/pos but BLANK!!!

hes so sad because hes the embodiment of all the negative stuff! but ethan did. nothing with him! wtf! and the character design is so aggfhdf i really like the idea of a gaunt bonewhite figure with eyes leaking oil and a face perpetually stuck in a sob

and unus 😔 the physical embodiment of DEATH?? he was only alive for one year but he was my blorbo the whole way through

and those are the only ones people really talk about?! i mean some people yeah but i feel like most don’t acknowledge mrs thomson or mad mike or bernice or (idk her name) his yandere ego or father ethan any of the rest of them! its so :((((

any ways. im going to go have thoughts abt Them. very sorry for the long post the tags are also very long but i Have Opinions and i needed them to come out

:(

[lerios]

"It didn't do to start linking religious images with romantic heroes; that way confusion, and possibly damnation, lay."

2 pages into my first benny book and she's already a vibe. love her

[c0rrupt3dsp1r1t]

benny and jason stop being horribly mutually abusive for five minutes without having sex challenge (impossible)

[cameronmitchelljohn]

OH MY GOSHHH LOOK AT THEM !!!!!

girls who r weird and off-putting 😍

[gallifreyanhotfive]

Random Doctor Who Facts You Might Not Know

The Doctor has been known to keep a teddy bear in his pocket.

The Master's first TARDIS (Lolita) is the Doctor's TARDIS's twin.

The Eighth Doctor once had sex with a sentient planet.

Machiavelli, Richelieu, and Robespierre were all just different aliases for the immortal Hades.

The iceberg that the Titanic crashed into was actually the Monk's TARDIS.

Also on board at the time were several incarnations of the Doctor, the Decayed Master, Jack Harkness, John Hart, Ace McShane, and Bernice Summerfield.

The First, Fourth, and Fifth Doctors were all in London around when the Great Fire started in 1666.

The Eighth Doctor was briefly engaged to Queen Edith but ran away before the wedding.

Consecrated planets, moons, and asteroids cannot be mined under Galactic Law.

The Doctor used to make up imaginary enemies to play fight when they were a small, lonely child. One of these enemies was called Mandrake.

The Sixth Doctor once went back in time with Peri to kill a baby who would become an evil dictator but could not go through with it.

After Nyssa tried to fix the chameleon circuit, the TARDIS took the shape of a whale.

Tegan Jovanka is the Earth Ambassador to Gallifrey.

The First Doctor participated in a riot and became wanted by the CIA two days before running away from Gallifrey (although some sources dispute this).

While the Ninth Doctor witnessed Kennedy's assassination, the First Doctor witnessed McKinley's.

The First Doctor has been repeatedly eaten and regurgitated by a whale before.

Marilyn Monroe married both the Eleventh Doctor and King Henry VIII, who fathered Elizabeth I, who married the Tenth Doctor, and he had also been married to Amy Pond, who was also the Doctor’s mother-in-law through River Song. Talk about a confusing family tree!

The First Doctor fed a snapping wart fowl to Valyes's summer project, and Valyes has had a grudge ever since.

The Eighth Doctor once demanded to die naked upon being sentenced to execution.

All righty, folks. I'm very tired! Good night. I may add more later.

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72

[intergalacticfop]

Minoan Kilt

The large, structural skirt worn by Minoan women in art is instantly recognizable, and when I made my own I combined current best guesses with my own personal tastes.

My kilt shape follows the hypothesis laid out by Bernice Jones in her book Ariadne's Threads: The Construction and Significance of Clothes in the Aegean Bronze Age. She describes the shape of that of a labrys, a double-headed axe with apparent ceremonial significance in Ancient Minoan culture. This garment may be depicted in Linear-B logogram *166 + we, we-being the backwards-s-shaped squiggle in the center which identifies the piece as a garment.

See pages 336 and 341 in Marie-Louise B. Nosch, The Textile Logograms in the Linear B Tablets

Actual details on construction and materials below the cut:

Construction:

The top and bottom edges of the kilt are concave, so the sides are longer than the middle. This gives the chevron-shape seen on layered kilts in art. In addition, the curved top half makes the skirt flare out, accommodating the hips and giving more freedom of movement to the legs. My kilt measured from my waist to my anklebone at the longest point, and about 1.5 times around my waist.

I chose to make a flounced kilt, with smaller strips of fabric and trim applied to a large base piece, rather than a tiered kilt, in which multiple kilt shapes of varying length are layered one on top of the other, so you end up wrangling 3 layers of fabric around the waist. The flounced kilt saves fabric and gives you a lot more freedom with whatever trim you might want. Jones' diagram for a flounced kilt is seen below:

Unlike the version in the diagram above, I chose not to attach ties to the garment itself both because the linen I used was very heavy and I was concerned about weight, and also because folding the skirt and securing it with a separate tie worked just fine for my tastes. In total I had four flounces: 2 alternating rows each of fabric and fringe.

The vertical edges of most kilts are left plain, probably representing either the selvage or an edge otherwise finished off to prevent fraying. For my kilt, however, I ended up with a couple inches of self-fringe on either side as I adjusted the fabric to the correct width. At least three examples of kilts with fringed vertical edges are known, all three from the so-called "House of the Ladies" in Akrotiri

Photos from Wikimedia Commons. Image 1. Image 2.

The vertical edges of these kilts are reinforced with a colored band or tape, probably to keep the garment from unintentional further fraying. Accordingly, I did the same on my kilt. I also like that it gave a nice vertical diagonal to counterbalance the horizontal ones.

Materials

I tried to use mainly linen and wool, the fibers most available on Ancient Crete, but some of my trim was cotton because sometimes you just have to use what's cheap and available in the today times.

The base of my kilt is a heavy, patterned linen in what's called a diaper weave, meaning that a repeating diamond pattern is woven into the pattern itself. A lot of the Minoan textiles depicted in frescoes are characterized by repeating geometric patterns, likely woven into the fabric itself, and that was something I wanted to capture in my own piece. My linen is woven with both cream and natural colored threads. The heavy weight is important to give structure to the garment--otherwise it would be kind of limp. My linen was from Burnley & Trowbridge (shameless plug), as was the plain cotton twill tape I used to bind the top and bottom edges of the kilt, and the dark red wool twill tape I used along the vertical edges.

I bought my cotton fringe from a rug supply store. I had to search a while to find a fringe that would work for me, and I ultimately chose fringes with a woven header rather than the more common knotted one, so that it would lay flat against the kilt. I hid the woven header under a layer of cotton fringed trim from Michaels (yes, Michaels) with this really great diamond and dots pattern woven in black.

The blue layers are from a bolt of vintage wool Kimono fabric. Blue appears frequently in frescoes, likely achieved with indigo or woad dye, or even murex/mollusk dye. The fabric is printed with an imitation ikat pattern of diamonds and squares that made me think "the vibes seem right!" because quite frankly, you aren't going to get "historically accurate" Minoan textiles (which there probably isn't enough archaeological evidence to definitively describe) without, like, hand-weaving it yourself or paying someone hundreds of dollars to do it for you (and that price is if the weaver really likes you). Neither of which appealed to my desire to just make a fun, low stress project. Good enough is good enough.

The narrow trim on the bottom of the blue flounces is vintage cotton/poly woven trim. This trim, while narrow, was quite thick and stiff, which was great because it added more weight and structure to the end of my flounces since the wool fabric itself was quite thin.

The top layer is a custom tablet-woven wool trim that I commissioned from MAHTAVAhandicraft on Etsy. I imagined this as the "centerpiece" of my kilt, and I'd arrange everything to complement it.

It's a kivrim pattern, which has itself only been traced to 19th-century Anatolia, but I didn't care. The way it looks like waves reminded me of how central the sea was to life in the Ancient Aegean and Mediterranean and it captured the idea and aesthetic I was pursuing. I mean, doesn't it remind you of these dolphins?

(I like the dolphins)

The whole thing was machine sewn with the exception of hemming and adding trim to the blue flounces. If you were to look at it from the back, you'd see lots of zigzag stitches, because i wanted to be fast! and have fun! not chase some unreachable ideal of "accurate."

As for wearing it, I chose to wear it with the top part folded/rolled down over a belt, so I have a thick tube of fabric around my waist. Many images, like the frescoes above of women with fringed kilts, appear to just show the kilt being tied closed. Other images are so fragmented or stylized that it's unclear what kind of skirt closure was used. Sculptures and figurines definitely show some kind of SOMETHING around the waist, whether this is folded fabric or a kind of belt is unclear. Different art could show different things!

I think I see evidence of a continuous line from the skirt to the waist-roll on the figure on the left, found in Troas, which I think indicates some kind of skirt-folding situation. The woman on the right, found in Crete, looks more like she's wearing some kind of long coiled belt, or perhaps snakes. Who knows? I don't! For my own part, I found the combination of rolled waist + tie belt the most secure for doing things like kneeling, stomping around, and wading into rivers to rescue bees. I also liked that it gave me the bulk around the hips that gives Minoan figurines such a powerful silhouette, and proportionally gives more of an hourglass shape. If you wanted to do something more firmly grounded in the sources, stick just with the waist tie or belt, wrapped around a couple times and tied in back. If you want to be like me, just say "well we don't KNOW it didn't happen" and just do whatever you want. Have fun! Whatever happens, it should be fairly easy to move around in the kilt--this is not a restrictive garment, just a heavy one.

[stillthesunkenstars]

the latest chapter of and they became monsters the fall of great men had me going ough

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

next update like well over a month later but i'm at nearly 86% lol (the stuff i havent seen is mostly stuff i literally just can't find anywhere to watch rip)

chanting to self: do NOT watch a long list of mediocre films just cos you're in love w/ one of the actors do NOT watch a long list of mediocre films just cos you're-

[thebraxiatelcollection]

I have a possible theory of whom the Oldest is at the Eternity Club, but I'm enjoying the array of characters and aliens here interacting with Bernice.

[eddiebanana]

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[sissylittlefeather]

Kinktober Day 26: Blindfold

A Lovely Evening

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, SMUT, MFF threesome

Word Count: ~2.8k

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“Greg, darling, I want to try something a little different tonight.” Bernice looks up at Greg through her eyelashes innocently. 

“What did you have in mind?” Greg asks offhandedly as he looks around the party at all the girls in their kitty cat outfits dispersed in the crowd of other beautiful women. 

“Greeeg.” Bernice whines, trying to get his attention. He finally looks down at her and smiles. 

“Yes, honey?” 

“I think we should find us a girl tonight.” She winks at him mischievously and his eyes widen. They've talked before about her desire to add another girl in the bedroom with them now that they've been together for a while. “I want to try out that blindfold we bought.”

She pouts and he nods, amused by her fascination with letting him be with another woman in her presence. He's definitely not opposed to the concept. He just thinks it's funny that she'd be so passionate about the idea. 

“Okay, honey, if that's what you want.” Denying her what she wants never really works in his favor anyway. 

“Can I pick her?” He nods. Why not?

“Sure, honey.”

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You've been with Classic Cat magazine for almost two years now and you've already been a centerfold twice. You wander through the party with a tray of drinks and flirt with the few men present and hell, half the women too. Maybe you're not supposed to be attracted to the women, but you are, and it doesn't hurt anything to flirt a little. You've found that most girls will flirt with you even if they swear they're 100% straight. 

When you're not carrying drinks around, you sneak sips of champagne, so you've got a pretty decent buzz going by the time you approach what might be the most beautiful couple you've ever seen with your tray. 

“Drinks?” He shakes his head, looking you up and down quickly, but she takes one and gives you a dazzling smile. 

“Thank you, darling.”

“I love your hair. The color is just gorgeous!” She beams and then looks over at the man, who gives her an affirmative nod of some sort, before turning back to you.

“Oh, thank you, love! I'm Bernice and this is my husband, Greg.” She turns to him again. “Shake her hand, darling.” 

Greg takes your hand and kisses the back of it. He can tell that Bernice has chosen you, so he knows he'll have to lay on the charm pretty thick if he wants this to work. Your long legs and ass under your cat tail have him glad she's picked you and he's eager to make this happen. 

“I'm y/n. Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you both are?” Your drinks have made you bold, but Bernice giggles and Greg smiles genially. 

“Aren't you just the sweetest?” Bernice touches your arm lightly as she speaks and a shiver goes down your spine. She really is very pretty. Greg clears his throat and begins to speak. 

“Honey, we know this might be a bit unusual but-”

“We'd love for you to come home with us.” Bernice cuts him off and he looks at her, surprised that she interrupted him. She's more into this than he expected. 

“Oh…” You look between the two of them again and decide you don't have anything to lose. They're beautiful, you're horny, and you won't be young forever. 

“I would love to.” Greg is shocked at how easily you agree, completely missing the look that you share with Bernice. 

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Their home is just as beautiful as they are. You compliment the place and Bernice takes both of your hands in hers and thanks you, leading you through the house. You all sit in the living room sipping cocktails to try to get acquainted. Greg watches the two of you together and realizes he's the only one who might be nervous about this as you and Bernice talk and flirt and touch each other easily. He also starts to wonder if this is more about Bernice than he originally thought. 

“Darling, you really are just gorgeous. Your eyes are so pretty. Aren't you cold in this outfit, though?” She strokes your shoulder and squeezes your upper arm. 

“Oh, I'm used to it. But you're sweet to ask.” You put a hand on her knee and she leans against you, turning to Greg. 

“Greg, darling, come keep our friend warm.” You can tell she definitely wears the pants in this relationship as he obediently comes and sits on your other side. 

“Would you like me to warm you up a bit, honey?” He asks, trying to act like it was his idea. 

“I wouldn't mind it.” You smile at him and he wraps his arms around you. Bernice slips her shoes off and tucks her feet up under her, leaning against the two of you. Without thinking, you put your arms around her and she turns her head and presses her lips to yours. She tastes sweet as she opens her mouth and deepens the kiss. You hear Greg inhale sharply as he watches the two of you with your tongues tangling together. This is not what he expected at all. She turns in your arms and presses herself to you and the kiss reaches a fever pitch as her hands begin to roam and you start pulling at her clothes. 

“Umm… ladies… maybe we'd all be more comfortable in the bedroom?” Greg asks tentatively, not quite sure what his role is here, since the two of you seem perfectly happy to pay attention to just each other. Bernice pulls back and nods. 

“Yes, let's get more comfortable.” She stands up and takes your hand. Greg holds his hand out to you and the three of you walk into their room. Once inside, Bernice walks to her night table and speaks over her shoulder to Greg. 

“Take your clothes off. Hers too.” He nods and begins to undress, stripping off his jacket and shirt and shoes. His hands go to the zipper on the back of your outfit. 

“Is this okay, honey?” You laugh. 

“Baby, I'm in your bedroom. You don't have to ask for permission. I've already said yes.” He chuckles and unzips your outfit, letting it fall to the floor. When he realizes that you weren't wearing anything under it, his eyes almost pop out of his head. 

“You thought there would be room for underwear underneath that?” You giggle and he kisses your shoulder. 

“I'm glad there wasn't.” He presses his lips to the back of your neck and you moan softly. You turn and pull him into a kiss and he settles a little, glad to be back into a participatory role. 

“Pants, darling.” Bernice says as she approaches the two of you, interrupting your kiss. She has a strip of black fabric in her hand. Greg obeys and removes his pants. He also wasn't wearing underwear, so his cock bounces free and the two of you stand in front of Bernice naked. She surprises both of you by going to you first and kissing you again. Greg watches wide-eyed as his dick twitches in his palm. When her hands move to your breasts, he decides to get involved,  coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, running one hand down to your center. He starts to make circles on your clit with his fingertip and you moan into Bernice's mouth. 

“Mmm, she likes that, darling. Look how hard her nipples are.” She pinches them gently between her thumb and forefinger and he looks down at you over your shoulder, groaning a little. You lean your head back against him as she moves her mouth down to lick and suck on your chest and he keeps up his movements on your sensitive bud. You feel an orgasm start to gather in your hips as he slips a finger up inside you. 

“She's about to cum, honey, I can feel it.” Greg whispers as your walls flutter around him. You whimper and grind your pussy against his hand. Bernice giggles and kisses you again. 

“Cum for us, darling.” She mumbles against your lips, reaching behind her back to unzip her own dress. You pull it down and off of her, unlatching her bra and pushing her panties down as quickly as you can. She presses her breasts against yours and Greg grunts.

“Goddamn it, that's...” When he realizes her pussy is so close to his hand where it touches you, he uses his forefinger to tease her clit as he pumps his middle finger in you and she moans pornographically into your mouth. Your hands run up and down her back, periodically taking a handful of her ass. Greg had no idea watching the two of you kiss and touch each other would turn him on so much, but his cock is rock hard against you and he can't get enough. 

“I'm… oh… I'm gonna cum…” You whine as he pulls his fingers out and goes back to dragging his fingertips across your clit. 

“Oh, I wanna feel it!” Bernice almost squeals, slipping two of her delicate fingers into your pussy. She pushes them in and out as Greg stimulates your sensitive button and your orgasm gets closer and closer. Finally, it explodes inside you and you shudder and pulse on both of them, cumming hard as the electric ecstasy rushes through you. When you finally come back down from your high, Bernice giggles and kisses you gently. You feel Greg's hot breath on your neck as his heart pounds and he can barely contain himself. He's ready to throw you both on the bed and fuck you silly, but he knows this is Bernice's show. 

“Did you enjoy that, darling?” She coos. You nod fervently and kiss her again and then move down her neck and chest. You go to get on your knees in front of her and she stops you. “It's time for this.”

She holds up the blindfold and you nod. At this point, you'll do anything she tells you to. Now you understand why Greg obeys her like he does. You close your eyes and prepare for her to blindfold you, but she doesn't. 

“Now, honey, what are you doin’?” You open your eyes and see her tying the strip of fabric on Greg. He has his lips pursed and his hands on his hips. “I thought this was for her?”

“Oh, darling, hush.” She leads him to lay down on the bed. Giggling, she turns to you and gestures for you to come over to her. 

“Just relax, Greg dear, and let us take care of you.” Once he's in position, she starts to run her hands over his body and you follow her lead and do the same. She gestures for you to touch his dick, so you move down and start to stroke him, sliding his foreskin back and forth. He moans loudly and bucks his hips into your hand. She begins to tease his nipples with her tongue and you lean forward and lick a circle around the head of his cock. 

“Fuck. That's… I don't know which… honey that's amazing.” You and Bernice both giggle. He can't tell who is touching him where, but he's obviously enjoying it. Bernice kisses down his stomach and then keeps going to suck his balls into her mouth. He groans loudly and then she holds his cock in her hand as you both lick up each side. Your tongues touch as you drag them around his member like it's an ice cream cone. 

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Greg slams his hand on the bed and grits his teeth. He can feel both of you as Bernice pays attention to his shaft, holding his foreskin back for you to give him soft kitten licks on the head of his cock. You start to bounce your mouth up and down on him, opening your throat to take him as deeply as you can and he whimpers. As you work, Bernice climbs back up his body and onto his face. “Which… honey?”

“Don't worry. Just lick!” Bernice giggles and he pokes his tongue into her pussy, holding her thighs in his hands. She moans and rubs her center against his lips, chasing her high as you use your hand and your mouth to bring him as close to an orgasm as you can. He makes some kind of sound and she gasps, reaching back to grab your hair. 

“Stop, darling, we don't want him to cum yet.” You obey, pulling off quickly. She backs away from his face and slides backwards to situate herself on his cock. She puts a finger on her lips to indicate you should keep quiet and then guides you to position your hips over his mouth, facing her.

“Can I take this off y- oh. What?” Greg can feel her as she sinks down onto him, but he can also feel how close your pussy is to his face. 

“Just lick, darling.” You say, trying to mimic Bernice's baby-sweet voice. She kisses you deeply as he starts to eat your pussy, running his tongue over and around your clit. 

“Oh my god.” You moan in your regular voice and press your forehead against Bernice's. He knows it's you now by the difference in taste and he'd recognize Bernice's pussy on his cock any day. 

“He's so good at it, isn't he?” She smiles at you as she begins to roll her hips against his. He groans into you and you whimper. Bernice moans softly. “How does she taste, darling?” 

He pulls back off of you a little to respond. 

“So sweet, honey. She tastes amazing.” She looks at you mischievously with her eyes sparkling and then moves you off of him. Luckily their bed is huge, because she lays you down next to him and then settles herself between your thighs. She starts out pumping Greg's cock as she begins to lick your pussy, but quickly becomes distracted by her tongue on your clit and stops what she's doing to him. Your back arches as she presses her tongue into your slit over and again before settling back up at the top, giving special attention to your hardened bud. A moan escapes your lips as a second orgasm starts to build in your stomach. 

“Umm… girls?” Greg asks, having been completely forgotten as Bernice laps at your pussy and you focus on the climax that threatens to overwhelm you at any second. He lifts the blindfold and almost cums immediately when he sees the two of you, her between your legs and you gasping and whimpering underneath her. He's never seen anything so erotic in his entire life. His hand goes directly to his dick and he starts to pump himself frantically, desperately enjoying the scene in front of him. 

“No, Greg darling, come here.” She backs off of you and moves him to be in between your hips as she arranges herself over your face. “Are you on the pill, love?” 

“Yes, I am.” You nod and she smiles down at you. 

“Good girl.” She pats your cheek and then nods to Greg, lowering her pussy to your mouth. You moan into her as he enters you and begins to fuck you with a steady rhythm. He pounds you as you lick her like your life depends on it. 

“Oh, darling, I almost wish you had a pussy so you could feel how good she is at this.” Bernice whimpers to Greg. 

“I wish you could feel how good her pussy is like this.” He moans in response. They kiss each other on top of you and you're so close to a climax that it almost hurts. “I'm gonna cum, honey.”

“Me too, darling, oh!” Bernice throws her head back and grinds into your lips as she cums on your tongue, sending you over the edge to throb and pulse on Greg's cock, which is enough to push him into his release as well, as he shudders and fills you with his warmth. The three of you rock and groan together as you ride out your highs. 

At the end of it, you lay on the bed together all tangled in each other. You’re in the middle, with your head on Greg's shoulder as Bernice is wrapped around you. All of you are sweating and trying to catch your breath. 

“That was… wow.” Greg is speechless as he looks up at the ceiling, replaying it in his mind.

You lay there satisfied and spent. Glad that you said yes when they asked.  

“Thank you, darling…” Bernice coos, stroking your arm gently, “for a lovely evening.”

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Taglist:

@ccab @atleastpleasetelephone @deltafalax @msamarican @angschrof @lustnhim @jhoneybees @polksaladava @searchingforgravity @librababe99 @hooked-on-elvis @theelvisprincess @makethemorning @your-nanas-house @peaceloveelvis @mrspresley69

[lesbiangummybearmafia]

Could Julia get any sexier... 💋

What is nylon?

[deadpresidents]

Thanks for being real today.

I get people wanting to be hopeful.

But I can't with "it will be okay" and "we will survive this."

It was not okay for Heather Heyer, Joseph Rosenbaum, Anthony Huber, Joyce Fienberg, Richard Gottfried, Rose Mallinger, Jerry Rabinowitz, Cecil & David Rosenthal, Bernice & Sylvan Simon, Daniel Stein, Melvin Wax, Irving Younger, Andre Anchondo, Jordan Anchondo, Arturo Benavides, Leonardo Campos, Angie Englisbee, Maria Flores, Raul Flores, Guillermo "Memo" Garcia, Jorge Calvillo García, Adolfo Cerros Hernández, Alexander Gerhard Hoffman, David Johnson, Luis Alfonzo Juarez, Maria Eugenia Legarreta Rothe, Maribel (Campos) Loya, Ivan Filiberto Manzano, Elsa Mendoza Marquez, Gloria Irma Márquez, Margie Reckard, Sara Esther Regalado Moriel, Javier Rodriguez, Teresa Sanchez, Juan Velazquez, or any of the other people killed by white supremacists whose actions were aided and abetted by the Trump presidency. These people did not survive. Not to mention all the people who haven't survived COVID, but might have if the Trump administration had taken timely action. Or the women who have died after being refused appropriate medical care because of the rapist and his buddies that Trump appointed decided with some weird pastor in the 1600 said was more important than the lives of actual living, breathing, human beings. Or the school children who would not have been shot to death if we had actual gun control laws in this country, a thing that would have been possible to achieve if Trump had lost in 2016.

Yeah, sure, the majority of us in the United States will probably survive. That's how statistics work. And if that's what somebody needs to hear in order to move forward, then I guess saying such things has a purpose. But it's looking pretty shitty for anybody living in Ukraine and to me, it comes across as disrespectful to the people whose lives have been lost in no small part thanks to what goes down in US elections.

I needed somebody today who would say not only that this is not okay, but this is *really* not okay.

Thanks for being that voice.

Thank you for this. I can't help but write what I feel, even if some of it hasn't been the most optimistic message to send. There is a reality that we need to come to terms with in order to find some way forward. I'm pissed off and I'm disgusted with this country, so I'm going to keep doing what I've been doing because it is therapeutic for me right now and I'm too old to go around punching and kicking people.

I do want to say that I'm also cognizant of the fact that some people just need some time to allow this reality to settle. I certainly don't want to add to the stress or darkness that some of us are feeling right now. There is no denying that this is fucking terrible, but we will regroup and find a way through it. It won't be easy and we're going to have to fight, but I don't want anybody to think that there is genuinely no hope. There's always something that we can do, even if it seems bleak.

If I'm writing something or somebody else is saying something that you're not ready to hear, it's okay to do what you need to do to remain healthy. These posts are going to be here whenever you might feel like reading them. You can and should step away from this if you just need a fucking break. It doesn't mean you're any less ready or willing to fight this battle than anybody else. Even if Trump and the rotten MAGA cult takes control of every lever of power, you can gain a personal victory by not allowing them to completely crush your faith in the future. You can be depressed and despair, but do not give up. Do not give them that power over you. We will find a way. We will get through this. We will figure out what it is that we need to do and who we need to back and how we need to attack, but taking care of your personal health and well-being is more immediately important than the bigger political battle or the next step in the resistance. Take care of yourselves first and we'll still be here and ready to eventually harness this anger and frustration and fucking disgust to defeat the MAGA movement and Trump's Christian nationalist personality cult.

The main thing, though, is that if you're really having a tough time in the immediate future, step away, take some time, go for a walk, read something that has absolutely nothing to do with Donald Trump or American politics (if you need suggestions, I always have book recommendations!), and regroup. Again, we'll get through this, and as goofy and weird and ridiculous as Tumblr can be at times, there's always a community of people on this site willing to listen and help each other when we're struggling. So, if you are having trouble getting to tomorrow, reach out because there are scores of people here who will help get there with you.