Imagine a cute boy rutting against you, whining and begging you to let him cum. Imagine his voice getting higher and needier, swearing to be good if you just touch him and give him what he so desperately craves.
concept: a shy boy moaning pathetically each time you touch a certain spot and turning bright red every time because he’s trying so hard to keep it in but it just feels so good and he can’t help himself
I want you to moan my name. I want you to confess your love for me between gasps and yelps while I pin you down and fuck you mercilessly. I want you to devote yourself to me unconditionally as I fill you up with every inch of my being. I want you to give everything else up for our love. And most of all, I want you to beg me to never stop fucking you as hard and as deep as I am, to reach up and kiss me and bite me and do everything to prove that you are mine. I love you most when you are helpless, desperate for my love.
Slowly licking through the crevices of your wet cunt, seeing your thighs tremble and your face contort- I love having this sort of control, knowing that you rely on me to either give you the best orgasm of your life, or draw back and watch you shake against the restraints tying you back.
i adore how each part of your body reacts differently to each type of touch. i love the shuddering, the violent flinching, the subtle trembling that i can cause simply by increasing and decreasing the pressure of my fingertips. you really do belong to me, don’t you?
I’m touching myself and thinking about you. Come home to me, I think you can do a better job.
Fuck…don’t touch me like that. Not in public at least… yes, I know I’m yours, but… people are staring! Mmmm…
I want to explore every inch of you, hear all the noises you’re dying to hide. I love your expressions, I love touching you like this.
Please don’t hide the little sounds you make- you know how I adore them.