#mlm ns/ft

[bunnyboybreeder]

I recently found out I can make my boyfriend cum by pinning him down and just grinding against him/pretend I'm fucking his pretty pussy and honestly this is some of the best news I have received in a while.

Making my pretty kitten whine and beg for more while actively denying what he wants the most is so hot. He would be so into the fact that I have considered just keeping him pinned and taking our boxers off and breeding him and filling him so full of my cum watching it drip back out just to fuck it deeper into him.

Making him moan and plead for me to stop using him while he's absolutely powerless to do anything as I keep using him until I finish with him.

[lambulb]

I've been smoking all morning, it'd be soooo so horrible if someone found me high & loopy & decided to slip my panties to the side. Rubbing my tdick in slow circles & running their other hand under my shirt to grope me while I'm helpless, pushing a finger into my wet boypussy, then another, and another, fucking 3 fingers so so deep & hearing the lewd sounds my little hole makes for them. I wouldn't even know what's going on, just that it feels so good to be filled up <33. Welp I'm gonna go jack MYSELF off now, what a cruel world we live in 😔.

[crimsonmlm]

I always wanna know if I'm someone's jerk off material

There's nothing sexier than knowing someone's touching themselves to you, your posts, or your photos.

[bequietmiles]

Need a guy to push me to start testosterone, hold me down and touch me while he does my shot for me cause I’m scared of needles and fuck me afterwards, slowly pavloving me to get wet every time I get my shot

[cut3stboy]

just want to sit on my dom's lap, squirming and holding his forearm as he plays with my tdick.. trying to get away kicking and crying i get my head pushed into a pillow and my tight hole filled up <3

[oneirotica]

I’ll get on my knees and worship your perfect flesh between my teeth, every mark I make a sign of your atonement, my tongue an instrument of baptism cleansing all your sins. Now you are ready, my dearest golden calf, my hands upon you, milked into a holy grail to the very brim, your blissful cries are psalms, your cum my only pleasure, serving you until there is nothing left to serve, my very own god bound to mortal coil.

[goodboydylan]

Curently edging myself so I can be the best puppy boy I can be.

Edging makes me brainless. Brainless is good.

Must keep edging.

[their-omega]

Messy fag sex where both are equally loud and aggressive. They're biting hard enough to draw blood, scratching each other until it looks like they fought an animal. Eventually one loses and gets mounted for his efforts. That's it, thanks. 🐒

[bunnyboybreeder]

I love making my pretty little bunny make porn of himself for me to get off with when i’m not with him.

Having it and being on a phone call to let them know how their sinful photos make you feel and how much you wish they were actually with you.

Describing their own body to them and what you want to do to each part and how you want to hear them just fall apart to your touch.

Hearing their breath hitch and each comment and each sound that slips out of you almost intoxicating.

Wanna make porn of my cum dripping out of his holes or him choking on my cock. I’d love to see him go stupid watching himself be used (:

[lambulb]

New panties, what'd you think <3

He/that/it - ok to rb not repost!

[crimsonmlm]

I want a guy to just come up behind me and put his hands under my shirt. Cup my chest and lean his crotch against my back. I want to feel him harden underneath me while he feels me up.

[bequietmiles]

I’ve been so stressed with uni lately I need someone to fuck me until I can’t even remember my own name

[corruptible-nun]

I thought I hid my crush on the priest well. That is, until he invited me into the confession booth one night, long after service.

He asks if I have anything to confess and I swallow hard, my cheeks burning and tears of shame filling my eyes. His voice is so soft and sweet, even now as he's on the other side of the windowed wall. I dare not glance over and try and catch a glimpse of him in the candle light.

I've made him wait to long, and he gently speaks my name. Only then does my mind start to work again. I can not tell him that I, a simple nun, have fallen for him. Not only is that against my oath, but the scorn our Father would surely feel from another man confessing these feelings to him...finally my mouth opens.

"I dare not say, Father." I admit, my voice coming out cracked and shaky despite my efforts. "Not...not aloud, where God shall surely hear and look on with disappointment."

My words end and there is silence for a moment, before gentle laughter reaches my ears.

"Little lamb," he starts, voice as soft and comforting as ever, like the warmth of a candle on a freezing winter night. "God has no eyes here. Inside this booth, I act in the name of Our Father, allowing well-meaning sinners to admit their wrongs and be forgiven without it ever reaching The Lord."

My mouth opens slightly. His words make sense. Emboldened, I speak.

"I...I have gone against my vows, Father. My heart has betrayed me."

"Oh? And how so?"

Another trembling breath leaves my lips as I try desperately to hold back the tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

"I...have gained feelings for a man. Despite being married to God, I desire him, Father. I desire him so wholly that it consumes my waking hours and my thoughts at night. I ache to be with him, Father, but we are both holy men and I-"

I stop, realizing I've said too much.

The door separating us slowly unlatches and begins to slide open. I squeeze my eyes shut, knowing that I have said something unforgivable. I will be outcast, alone and abandoned-

"Little lamb..."

His voice is so, so warm. I find myself trembling, clutching the rosary in my hands, chanting prayers in my mind because if I do not I will fall to my knees right now and worship in an unholy way.

"You have done no wrong."

"What?"

In the low light I see him, the contours of his strong yet soft face illuminated just enough to see. His high collar obscures any view of his neck, yet I can imagine so clearly the bare skin under it.

"Your vows to Our Father in heaven...why should they not apply to your father here in earth?"

I have no words. I can only gape, so he continues to speak.

"You are wed to God. Am I not god's earthly vessel? Little lamb?"

He expects an answer, so I speak.

"You are, Father."

I see the shadow of his lips twitch upwards, and nothing in my life has given me so much faith before. He takes my hand in his own larger one, the skin on skin sending electricity through my blood. He leads me to where he was sitting before. As he sits, I stand in front of him. The booth is cramped, so cramped that I feel the small room warm with both our breaths.

"And is it evil to love the one to whom you are wed?"

"No, Father."

"See, this is why you've always been my favorite. So well versed in your scripture."

It is so warm that I feel as if my robes are suffocating me, and in that moment I would do anything to be rid of them.

"In fact," He pulls my hand, coaxing me downwards into my knees. "It would be unholy for us to go on without having consummated our marriage."

I can feel each pulsing beat of my heart, and it is as if the pulse is moving downwards, lower and lower until it settles in between my legs, making me squirm in the small space there is to do so.

"But-"

"Shh," He reassures me, and I watch his hands move, undoing buttons, pulling on clothing until he is exposed and erect in front of me. "Remember, God is not here. He can not see."

So the hours pass, and while I hear the ragged breaths and muffled cries from the man above me, I begin to realize that there are so many ways I have not worshiped yet. Even as he hits the back of my throat, hand atop my veiled head, I can feel nothing but sweet adoration and devotion for the man leaking his essence onto my tounge.

When finally, finally he has pushed aside my robes, carried me unto his lap and breached me with his cock, I find myself doubting him for the very first time.

God must be here somewhere, because this can be nothing other than Paradise.

End.

[transpecter]

thinking abt being bound and watching someone fuck themselves with a dildo. tied up on my stomach, gag in my mouth so i'm drooling and watching them and all i can do is rut my little tcock against the bed to try and get off, but im only getting soaking wet. grinding hard as they degrade me, teasing me about how desperate i am to please them, how loud my whimpering is. and when they'd need more lube theyd take the gag off and let me suck it like a needy slut. if youre good enough, they say, maybe ill fuck your boycunt with this when i'm done.

lesbians dni

[goodboydylan]

I was home alone so I exposed myself completely, legs spread out on the couch, and I edged and edged and edged and edged... I couldn't think anymore. I was so lost, so exposed, and so open, anybody could have walked in and take advantage of me.

[narcissus-unbound]

hey. i just wish there was a grown man between my legs, softly sucking me off as i work at my desk, taking his time. i want to feel his soft lips on my dick. is it devotion, or is he edging me? or both? does he want to see me cry? will this get him hard?