#viginity

[aengelren]

And I eat it up every single time.

[symphonicdemise]

All this PDA... You're all shameless.

[jameslmartello]

Our Lady of the Most Holy Rosary, pray for us who have recourse to you. +

[dixidin]

honey the kids miss you come home

Is you say DADDYS HOME!!!! (I'm finally able to post because I have cable and power)

[coffeeastronaut]

as much as i agree that its childish and stupid for people to treat porn like its evil sometimes i read the posts about this and it sounds less like that and more like the op just thinks it's childish and stupid to not be interested in/want to read about or see sex. like im sorry but some people are not going to be comfortable with that regardless of their stance on the morality of porn

[seeeuuulateeerrraligator]

🫡

[death-by-mercury]

𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓈 “ 𝐸𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓅𝑒 𝐵𝓎 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉”

𝒮𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓈 “𝐻𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝓈𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓁”

𝐵𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝓎 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒟𝒶𝓉𝑜𝒸 𝒟𝒶𝓁𝓁

[cowboyishbabe]

WHY THEY DO MY GIRL MEL LIKE THIS??!

[chictravelideas]

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[northemoonduringthenight]

Artwork: Giotto di Bondone, Legend of St Joachim, Meeting at the Golden Gate, 1305, in the Scrovegni Chapel

[thenwothm]

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[skzophreniic]

⍣ ೋ cw: vigin!felix. dry humping. hand job. blow job. overstimulation. mdni.

felix knows how to kiss you. he’s done it enough times—long, lazy sessions pressed up against you, hands wandering, lips slick and hungry. he knows how to tilt his head just right, how to nip at your bottom lip until you sigh against his mouth, how to suck your tongue into his own until you’re the one chasing him.

but this—this is new.

you’re straddling him, thighs bracketing his, fingers curled in the hair at the nape of his neck, keeping him close. his hands rest on your waist, trembling just slightly, thumbs rubbing circles into your skin like he’s trying to ground himself.

he’s burning. every inch of him, inside and out, is consumed by a heat so unbearable it has him trembling beneath you, breathless and desperate, hips chasing yours with an urgency that’s bordering on pathetic. he knows it, too—knows how fucking needy he looks, how embarrassing it is that he’s already soaked through his sweats, how wrecked he sounds when his moans break, high and breathless.

but he can’t stop. he doesn’t want to.

you’ve barely even touched him, and he’s already falling apart. his cock is rock-hard, leaking so much that his sweats cling to him, soaked through in a mess of precum that’s only getting worse each time you drag your hips against him. the friction is unreal—too much and not enough all at once. the thin cotton of your panties is soaked, sticking to your cunt, making it easier to slide against him, slick and filthy and teasing.

he should be embarrassed. and he is—his cheeks are burning, his ears pink, his fingers gripping your hips so tight they might leave bruises. but the shame only makes it better. makes his cock twitch, makes his stomach clench, makes him whimper when you press down just right.

“f-fuck,” he stammers, voice wrecked, high-pitched and desperate. his thighs tense beneath you, shaking as he bucks up again, more frantic this time, grinding into you like he’s completely lost control. like he doesn’t care how messy he’s getting, how pathetic he must sound.

he’s so used to doing this alone—rutting into his hand, fucking into the mattress, biting his lip to keep from moaning too loud. but now, you’re on top of him, letting him do it for real, letting him soak through his clothes, letting him press his aching, throbbing cock against your cunt and use you like his fucking pillow.

the thought makes his head spin.

“i—” his voice catches, his fingers flexing on your waist, hips jerking up again. he’s trying to hold back, but he’s too far gone, too close, too sensitive. every time your pussy drags against him, it gets worse. every tiny movement sends another shockwave of pleasure through him, has another choked moan falling from his lips.

you press down harder, and his whole body jolts.

“shit—oh my god, i’m gonna—”

his head tips back against the pillow, mouth falling open as a broken sob rips from his throat. his hips stutter, his entire body shuddering as he cums hard, spilling into his sweats, soaking them even more, ruining himself completely. his cock throbs against you, twitching with every pulse of his release, sticky and hot and messy.

but even as he cums, even as his body trembles through it, he doesn’t stop moving. his hips keep rolling up into you, needy, shameless, fucking desperate for more, whining as the oversensitivity kicks in but still grinding against you like he can’t help himself.

he knows he should be mortified—knows he just came in his pants like the fucking virgin he is, knows how ruined and wrecked he looks. but the way you’re looking at him, the way your nails are digging into his skin, the way your own cunt is throbbing against him—

he’s gasping, body trembling beneath you, his chest rising and falling in rapid, uneven breaths. his whole body feels too hot, too sensitive, every nerve ending fried from orgasm, and yet—

he still wants more.

still needs more.

his cock twitches, still hard, still leaking despite the mess he’s already made, and you feel it—feel the way he shudders when you press your palm against the soaked fabric of his sweats, the way his hips jolt like he can’t help but chase the touch even though he’s so overstimulated it’s making his head spin.

“f-fuck,” he stammers, voice cracking, wrecked and breathless. his fingers dig into your thighs, gripping like he’s afraid you’ll pull away, like he needs you there, pressing down on him, making him feel everything.

you slide off him slowly, and he whines, blinking up at you in a daze—completely ruined, lips parted, cheeks flushed, body still trembling from the intensity of it all. his cock is throbbing beneath his ruined sweats, the sticky fabric clinging to him in a way that has him whimpering, overstimulated and desperate all at once.

and then, your fingers slip under the waistband of his sweats.

his breath hitches.

“w-wait—” his voice is small, uncertain, but he doesn’t stop you. he can’t. he lifts his hips instinctively, letting you peel the soaked fabric down, and the moment his cock is free—flushed, dripping, twitching—his entire body jolts.

the air feels too cold against his slick skin, too sharp, too much—but the second your fingers wrap around him, his brain short-circuits completely.

“ah—oh my god—” his head falls back against the pillow, his hips jerking up into your touch like he has no control over his own body anymore. his cock is so sensitive it hurts, but he still moans at the feeling of your fingers gliding along his length, slick with the mess he’s already made.

he’s never felt anything like this before. not like this. not with someone else. not with himself.

and then—then you shift, moving lower, your breath ghosting over the head of his cock, and his entire body locks up.

“b-baby—” his voice is strained, tight with a mix of anticipation and disbelief, because surely—surely you wouldn’t—

but then your tongue flicks over the tip, catching the sticky precum beading there, and his mind blanks.

a sob rips from his throat, high and broken, his thighs trembling as his hips buck up before he can stop himself. he’s never felt anything this hot, this wet, this fucking good, and it’s hitting him all at once, too much, too overwhelming, too fucking perfect.

“f-fuck,” he stammers, voice barely above a whimper, high and breathless. he’s never been this sensitive before, never felt this raw, this desperate—his cock still pulsing, twitching under the light drag of your tongue, overstimulated but still aching for more.

and you—god, you’re relentless.

you press your tongue flat against the swollen tip, licking up another slow, teasing stripe that has his back arching clean off the mattress. his hands leave the sheets, darting up like he means to stop you, but they hover just above your head, shaking, unsure. he can’t bring himself to push you away. doesn’t want to.

“too much,” he whines, but he doesn’t mean it, not really. his hips tell another story, rutting up into the heat of your mouth, his cock throbbing against your tongue, betraying just how badly he needs this. just how much he craves it, even through the haze of overstimulation.

you hum, lips curving against him, and the vibration shoots straight through him like lightning, leaving him gasping, wrecked and wide-eyed, staring down at you in stunned disbelief.

and then you sink down just a little further, take him just a little deeper, let your tongue flick just right—

and he’s gone.

and as he comes down, still shaking, still dazed, he watches as you slowly slide your panties down your legs.

his breath catches.

maybe he was wrong. maybe there is something better.

[elliezlils11utt]

loser!virgin!ellie x reader bc im really horny

virgin!ellie who has never had an orgasm.

virgin!ellie who is TERRIFIED of not being able to please you. like im talking girl is shivering in her minecraft boxers. (that you giggled at)

virgin!ellie who during her first time doesn’t tell you she’s never had sex (you find out VERY quickly)

so quick in fact you didn’t even have to touch her to get her to cum. virgin!ellie who cums untouched while she eats you out. (shes so pathetic :( 💗)

vigin!ellie who apologizes immediately after trying to hide it from you so you’d give her more.

oh and of course virgin!ellie thinks she can take another. but after you have her back pressed to your chest, and your fingers stuffed in her cunt tells you its “too much”, like she didn’t just beg you to give her more.

virgin!ellie who wants to fuck like bunny’s after your guy’s first time.

[richardsidolisr]

Pasta Pesto Dish

How to prepare, cook a great “Pasta Pesto Dish”. 

This is an authentic pasta pesto recipe from a Genovese friend. 

My friend's family grew basil for everyone to enjoy, particularly in this recipe.

The basil and ricotta are a happy couple.