#turnon

[funnylust]

[fetish-angels]

Omg if look very closely you can see Isis Gaston (𝓘𝓬𝓮 𝓢𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓮) heart beating for a split sec! Damn wish camera stayed on it a little longer. Hope one day to find a better vid you can see or hear it beating lol 💓

Here's original link if wanna save to playlist:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIJjTMVTu9c

#BET

[lakemtchris]

Accidentally put on 15 -20lbs over the last two months, kinda annoyed cause I'm trying to slim down but I'm also a little turned on to see the scale creeping back up!

[darkforr3stx]

Bound and Desired

The dimly lit bedroom exuded an air of anticipation, the soft glow of candles casting shadows on the walls. Two women, their bodies glistening with desire, were about to indulge in a sensual game of dominance and submission.

Layla, a tall and curvaceous brunette, stood over Sarah, who lay on the bed, her body exposed and vulnerable. Sarah's wrists were bound together, the silk scarves securing them tightly, and then connected to her ankles, leaving her completely restrained. Her long, slender legs were spread, offering a tantalizing view of her bare pussy, already glistening with arousal. Her breasts, full and heavy, strained against the thin lace of her half-removed bra, the straps teasingly sliding down her arms.

Layla's eyes darkened with desire as she took in the sight before her. She ran her hands along Sarah's soft skin, tracing the curves of her body, from her shoulders down to the curve of her waist. With each touch, Sarah shivered, her skin erupting in goosebumps. The anticipation was killing her, and she yearned for more, her body aching to be claimed.

"You're so fucking beautiful like this, tied up and waiting for me," Layla whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. She leaned down, her long dark hair cascading over Sarah's naked back, and gently bit her earlobe. Sarah moaned softly, her breath coming in quick gasps.

Layla's fingers trailed down Sarah's spine, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She reached the curve of her bound lover's ass and paused, admiring the perfect roundness, the soft skin begging to be touched. With a gentle yet firm grip, she squeezed, feeling the firm flesh give way under her touch. Sarah arched her back, pushing her ass higher, silently begging for more.

"Oh, you naughty girl, I can see you want it," Layla purred, her breath hot against Sarah's skin. She delivered a sharp smack to one cheek, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Sarah let out a startled cry, her body jerking at the sudden sting.

"Shh... It's okay, baby. I've got you," Layla soothed, running her hand gently over the reddened skin. "But you know I can't resist a naughty ass like yours." Another smack, this time on the other cheek, and Sarah's moan filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Layla's fingers traced the curves of Sarah's ass, dipping between the cheeks to tease the sensitive skin around her tight pussy. Sarah squirmed, trying to rub her aching pussy against the sheets, but the restraints held her in place, intensifying her frustration.

"Please... I need you," Sarah pleaded, her voice hoarse and desperate.

Layla chuckled darkly, enjoying the power she held over her. "Not yet, my sweet. I want to play with you a little more." She stepped closer to the bed, positioning herself between Sarah's spread legs. With one hand, she gripped Sarah's hip, holding her in place, while the other hand wandered freely, exploring the sensitive flesh.

Her fingers danced along the .............

[thatsgayscorpio56]

Being called babygirl is literally my weakness 😩🤤

[brijean]

Make them wet in public, Make them cum in private 😉

[withinthebrain]

Turn On

Sometimes I like it sexy.

It's the charade of dressing in lingerie and playing a part that isn't necessarily me.

Sometimes I like it sensual.

A nice, warm massage. Soft touches in a quiet, dark, safe place.

Sometimes I like it solo.

A good video and a vibrator.

Sometimes I like two of you.

I like the mess and the awkwardness. I like having plenty of appendages to attend to.

Sometimes I like it as an idea.

A quick sext, an image, a tease.

[funnylust]

[darkforr3stx]

The Spark of Desire

The sun had just begun its descent, casting a warm glow over the city as the day turned into a sultry summer evening. Mia, a confident and free-spirited woman in her mid-twenties, stepped out of her apartment, her heart fluttering with anticipation. She had been waiting for this moment all week—a date with Jane, a mysterious woman she had met online. Mia's curiosity and attraction had been piqued by Jane's intriguing profile, and now, she was about to meet her in person for the first time.

As she walked towards the trendy wine bar they had agreed upon, Mia's mind raced with excitement and nervousness. She had always been open to exploring her sexuality, and something about Jane's confident yet playful messages had captivated her. Mia's long, dark hair swayed gently with each step, framing her delicate features and deep brown eyes. Her tall, slender figure exuded an air of elegance, accentuated by a simple black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

The wine bar was nestled in a cozy corner of the bustling city, its warm lighting and soft jazz music creating an intimate atmosphere. Mia spotted Jane immediately, recognizing her from the profile pictures. Jane sat at a small table near the window, her auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, and a mischievous smile playing on her full lips. She wore a sleek, form-fitting red dress that clung to her hourglass figure, showcasing her ample cleavage and long, toned legs.

Mia's heart skipped a beat as she approached the table, her nerves suddenly intensifying. Jane's beauty was even more captivating in person, and her confident demeanor seemed to fill the room. She stood up gracefully, her green eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Mia, I presume?" Jane's voice was smooth and sultry, sending a shiver down Mia's spine.

"Yes, that's me," Mia replied, her voice slightly trembling. She extended her hand, and as their fingers intertwined, a spark of electricity seemed to pass between them.

"Please, have a seat," Jane said, her eyes never leaving Mia's.

As Mia sat down, she felt a warmth spreading through her body, an unfamiliar yet intoxicating sensation. Jane signaled the waiter and ordered a bottle of their finest red wine, her fingers lightly brushing Mia's hand in the process. The touch was subtle, but it sent a jolt of pleasure through Mia's body, making her breath catch.

"So, Mia, tell me about yourself," Jane purred, leaning forward, her eyes fixed on Mia's lips. "What brings a beautiful woman like you to a place like this?"

Mia felt her cheeks flush, but she couldn't help but smile at Jane's boldness. "Well, I've always been curious about exploring new experiences, and when I saw your profile, something just clicked. You seemed... different, intriguing."

Jane's smile widened, revealing a hint of dimples. "I'm glad I caught your attention. I have a feeling tonight will be unforgettable."

As they conversed, the wine flowed freely, and the atmosphere between them grew increasingly charged. Jane's eyes never strayed from Mia's, and her playful smiles and subtle touches added to the building tension. Mia found herself drawn to Jane's every word, her every movement.

The waiter returned with the wine, and as he poured, Jane's hand found its way to Mia's thigh, her fingers gently Caressing the soft fabric of her dress. Mia's breath quickened, and she felt a wetness between her thighs, an undeniable arousal building within her.

"You're stunning, Mia," Jane whispered, leaning closer. "And I can't wait to get to know you better."

Mia's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt such raw desire before, and the intensity of her attraction to Jane was overwhelming. As the waiter left, Mia leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I want to know you too, Jane. And I think I'd like to start by tasting that delicious wine on your lips."

Without waiting for a response, Mia closed the distance between them, her lips gently brushing against Jane's. It was a soft, tentative kiss at first, but as Jane responded, it quickly escalated. Their lips parted, and their tongues danced in a passionate embrace, exploring each other's mouths with fervor. Jane's hand tightened on Mia's thigh, pulling her closer, while her other hand cupped the back of Mia's head, deepening the kiss.

The taste of wine and the sweetness of Jane's mouth sent waves of pleasure through Mia's body. She moaned softly into the kiss, her hands instinctively reaching for Jane's waist, pulling her even closer. Jane's hands roamed freely, exploring Mia's curves, her fingers tracing the outline of her breasts through the fabric of her dress.

Breaking the kiss, Jane whispered breathlessly, "Let's take this somewhere more private."

Mia nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. Without a word, they stood up, their bodies still pressed against each other, and made their way out of the bar, leaving a trail of longing glances and whispered comments in their wake.

As they stepped into the warm summer night, Jane hailed a cab, her hand still firmly holding Mia's. The cab ride was a blur of heated kisses and wandering hands, as if they couldn't wait another moment to be alone. Mia's dress was hiked up, revealing her smooth, bare thighs, and Jane's fingers teased the edge of her lacy black panties, making her squirm with anticipation.

"Almost there," Jane murmured between kisses, her breath hot on Mia's neck.

The cab pulled up to a luxurious apartment building, and they hurried inside, giggling like schoolgirls. As the elevator doors closed, they were once again consumed by their passion. Mia's hands found their way under

Jane's dress, caressing the soft skin of her lower back, while Jane's fingers deftly unbuttoned Mia's dress, exposing her lace bra and the swell of her breasts.

The elevator seemed to take an eternity to reach the top floor, and by the time the doors opened, both women were breathless and desperate for more.

Jane's apartment was dimly lit, creating a sensual ambiance. As they stumbled inside, their lips never parting, Mia's dress was quickly discarded, leaving her in just her lingerie. Jane's hands roamed over Mia's body, cupping her breasts, tracing the curve of her waist, and finally, sliding beneath her panties to find her already wet core.

"Oh, God, Jane," Mia gasped as Jane's fingers stroked her sensitive folds, "You're making me so wet."

Jane's touch was skilled and deliberate, and as she worked her magic, Mia's knees buckled, her body trembling with pleasure. But just as Mia was about to climax, Jane stopped, her fingers hovering just above her throbbing clit.

"Not yet, my dear," Jane whispered, her breath hot against Mia's ear. "We've only just begun."........

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[moving-mountains5]

3, 31, 48 💕

A turn-on

Gentle touches, ponytails, a smile, lots of turn ons tbh..

An embarrassing secret

I don´t have that much secrets tho. Maybe thinking too much about a mutual? 😅

Something I want to do before I die

Walking the "Dodentocht" which is Walling 100km in 24 hours ☠

Thank you, 🖤

[thegirlinpinkcapris]

There's nothing more attractive than a guy that smells really good.

[funnylust]

[sopping-beast]

Hi that photo of you with a Winchester 1892 (I think) made me leak so much I'm not allowed to cum today but you make me really want to. I'm normal about terrifying dykes with firearms (especially if they point them at me and force me to violate myself).

Yeah this message gets you a reward

[thefawnfallacy]

It’s bad that porn is censored and you need your ID to access it. It’s bad that weird art is censored and considered an excuse to be sanist, ableist and otherwise deplorable. It’s bad that dark romance, dead dove, otherwise heavy media has to be clean, has to have a “reason” to exist, has to be “dark” but not “too dark”. It’s bad that you don’t say words like rape, sexual abuse, murder, predator, so on and so forth online for fear of being censored or demonetised. You don’t need to like it to understand that a lack of its existence is your canary in the coal mine.

There’s no such thing as “a little censorship”. It’s only “a little” until the goalposts are moved to include everything.

[optionalblue]

freaky