SFW writer by trade
NSFW writer by passion
He/him/NERD
MINORS DNI
I try to answer, but each mighty snap of your hips rams the strap deep into me, stretching my ass and making words impossible.
I manage only a groan, drooling on the polished wood.
You laugh.
“Don’t bother. You won’t speak much tonight.”
I try to answer, but each mighty snap of your hips rams the strap deep into me, stretching my ass and making words impossible.
I manage only a groan, drooling on the polished wood.
You laugh.
“Don’t bother. You won’t speak much tonight.”
In a rhyming couplet!
In a line of iambic pentameter!
While pin my tongue to the bottom of my mouth!
In a sentence without the letter “e”!
The possibilities are endless!
In a rhyming couplet!
In a line of iambic pentameter!
While pin my tongue to the bottom of my mouth!
In a sentence without the letter “e”!
The possibilities are endless!
That’s right. No orgasm until you manage a full sentence. subject, verb, object.
I know it’s hard when I’m balls deep in you. I know your slutty little brain can’t handle it.
But you gotta earn it.
So remember.
Subject. Verb. Object.
Try again.“
That’s right. No orgasm until you manage a full sentence. subject, verb, object.
I know it’s hard when I’m balls deep in you. I know your slutty little brain can’t handle it.
But you gotta earn it.
So remember.
Subject. Verb. Object.
Try again.“
But also… this, but giving head. Blindfold me and make me go down on your friends… I’ll guess who it is by the feel of their cock in my throat, the taste of their pussy in my tongue, how they grip my hair and what sounds they make.
Edge/spank me until I guess them all
But also… this, but giving head. Blindfold me and make me go down on your friends… I’ll guess who it is by the feel of their cock in my throat, the taste of their pussy in my tongue, how they grip my hair and what sounds they make.
Edge/spank me until I guess them all
The shooter's gender identity doesn't fucking matter. It only matters to sick fucks trying to exploit a mass tragedy to drive an agenda of hate that will kill more kids.
Monsters, all of them.
The shooter's gender identity doesn't fucking matter. It only matters to sick fucks trying to exploit a mass tragedy to drive an agenda of hate that will kill more kids.
Monsters, all of them.
First unit done, I think they’re shaping up super well!
First unit done, I think they’re shaping up super well!
Who wants to rail me until I literally cannot think about his stressed I am about work?
Who wants to rail me until I literally cannot think about his stressed I am about work?
That was an hour of scrubbing, wiping, polishing ago.
An hour of doing it as you slipped, one, two, three fingers into my ass.
“Good boy. Now, a reward.“
I feel the thick head of a dildo pressed to my slick hole, and moan.
It's time for another Weekly One Post Prompt, and the new word is ...
Mess (or any inflection of it)
Do with it as you will ... as long as it fits into a single post 😈
#W1PP
That was an hour of scrubbing, wiping, polishing ago.
An hour of doing it as you slipped, one, two, three fingers into my ass.
“Good boy. Now, a reward.“
I feel the thick head of a dildo pressed to my slick hole, and moan.
Have I ever told you how hot you are when you work out? That slutty little tank top showing off your arms, your hair in that tight braid, body gleaming… fuck, it’s delicious.
You understand, right? I just *had* to see all of you. Those thighs, toned abbs, that back…
Now I can -
1/3
Have I ever told you how hot you are when you work out? That slutty little tank top showing off your arms, your hair in that tight braid, body gleaming… fuck, it’s delicious.
You understand, right? I just *had* to see all of you. Those thighs, toned abbs, that back…
Now I can -
1/3
That’s right, darling. Scream my name again.
Come undone for me again. Thrash and quake and buck and writhe like a woman possessed, again.
Worship me in the clenching of your pussy, the fluttering closed of your eyes, the sweat and squirt and clawing nails.
Im your god, now.
That’s right, darling. Scream my name again.
Come undone for me again. Thrash and quake and buck and writhe like a woman possessed, again.
Worship me in the clenching of your pussy, the fluttering closed of your eyes, the sweat and squirt and clawing nails.
Im your god, now.
This photo is from last night I am not drinking at 9 AM
This photo is from last night I am not drinking at 9 AM
Cheerful. Funny. Gentle.
And still, per sources, Trump officials are urging staff to call him a "terrorist."
This is not ok.
Cheerful. Funny. Gentle.
And still, per sources, Trump officials are urging staff to call him a "terrorist."
This is not ok.
My fingers flit away, denying you. Keeping you on the edge yet again.
The sound you make as I do is barely human - an animalistic grunt-groan-howl-snarl of need.
1/2
My fingers flit away, denying you. Keeping you on the edge yet again.
The sound you make as I do is barely human - an animalistic grunt-groan-howl-snarl of need.
1/2
Profoundly grateful to past Alex for buying a set of electric hand warmers for dog walks.
Profoundly grateful to past Alex for buying a set of electric hand warmers for dog walks.
Like… call me a dumb, needy little slut boy as I eat your pussy to orgasm after orgasm.
Growl out how pathetic I am between gasps and grunts and moans as I frantically yank your hair and pound you silly.
Mock my whimpers and whines as you stroke or suck me.
Like… call me a dumb, needy little slut boy as I eat your pussy to orgasm after orgasm.
Growl out how pathetic I am between gasps and grunts and moans as I frantically yank your hair and pound you silly.
Mock my whimpers and whines as you stroke or suck me.
Maybe that’s why your window is open wide. Welcoming me.
You don’t bolt awake as I slip through the window. Slide the sheet off you. Spread your legs.
When my head dips between your legs, your hands tangle in my hair.
Maybe this is exactly what you wanted.
It's time for another Weekly One Post Prompt, and the new word is ...
Wide (or any inflection of it)
Do with it as you will ... as long as it fits into a single post 😈
#W1PP
Maybe that’s why your window is open wide. Welcoming me.
You don’t bolt awake as I slip through the window. Slide the sheet off you. Spread your legs.
When my head dips between your legs, your hands tangle in my hair.
Maybe this is exactly what you wanted.