When He Cums Inside Of Me

I don’t care what others see.

I will open doors for you. I will stand when you enter a room. And others can think what they want. They can see me as being chivalrous. They can think I am being cute and quaint and wish someone would do that for them. Or they might see me as being outdated and low-key oppressive.

I don’t care what others see.

When I open a door for you, all that matters is what you see. I want you to see an order, an edict. you will see “This is the direction you will now be going” as a wordless physical manifestation. When I stand upon you entering a room, you will see me as ready to protect you. you will see me providing you with direction on where you should focus your attention. you will see me establishing my presence once more in your mind.

I don’t care what others see.

True Love

“I need you,” she said when my hands slipped around her pretty neck.

“I can’t live a single day without you,” she continued with a sigh as my grip slowly became tighter.

“There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you,” she said with a gasp, her eyes closing and her breathing becoming strained.

“I will love you until the day I die,” she moaned while ceasing to temporarily breathe as she felt me erupting inside her.

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C/W: Cheating with you (not on you)

God… you’re so fucking hot. Watching you touch yourself makes my balls churn more than any porn I’ve ever watched. Do you like that? Laying there and rubbing your perfect, pretty pussy while I stroke my thick, married cock. God, you little slut. You like it when I tell you I’m married, don’t you? I can’t believe you fucking convinced me to do this with you. ‘It’s not cheating if we don’t touch each other,’ you said. I don’t even care if you’re right or wrong. Just the sight of your pierced tits alone make my dick throb. God, I love them. Pierced tits make my cock so hard but my wife would never do that for me. Shit, every time your tits jiggle slightly, every time you moan, every time you look at my cock with your pretty eyes, the need to bury every inch of myself inside your cunt sends me to the edge. But that would be cheating, wouldn’t it?

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Fuck, fuck, fuck, just like that, baby. Mhm, fuck, YES, you suck my cock so much better than my bitch wife ever could. Maybe I should dump her and marry you inste—FUCK, wow, you love that, don’t you? You liked it when I talk about replacing her with you. God, you’re taking my cock so well. You were born to gag and choke on my cock like the perfect little slut you are. Do you like being a homewrecking fuckdoll? Do you like knowing that I think about you more than my wife these days? Ohhh fuckkk, fuck, that’s insane. My wife could never. She would never. You’re so much fucking better than her. Do you like it when I run my fingers through your hair, wedding ring still on? Of course you do, you nasty little whore. God, I can feel myself sliding down this slippery slope… but we’re not fucking so it’s not cheating, right?

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OH MY GOD. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. TAKE IT. That’s right baby, just take my cock. Shit yes, you’re so much hotter in my wife’s wedding lingerie than she ever was. This is what I deserved on my wedding night. Your perfect, tight body, not her pathetic ass. God, your cunt’s so much hotter, so much better than I imagined. I’ve been thinking about this since the day you first touched yourself in front of me. And your pierced tits look so much better in her lingerie than hers ever did. You’re so, so, so much fucking hotter, sluttier and nastier than her. I’ll take money out of her savings account and buy you clothes and cars and a new fucking ring. It’s all yours if you take my jizz like a good little wife. Maybe I’ll even start the family she always wanted with you. God, I’m going to knock you up, sweetheart. Take it. Take your new husband’s cum. Take every fucking drop of my cheating cum, you homewrecker. FUCK!

forgive yourself. do it often.

“You can’t just make me different and then leave. You can’t. You can’t change me and make my whole life centered around you, then leave.”

— John Green, Looking For Alaska

If I told you

What would you think of me if I told you that I enjoy it when you tell me about your day, but at the same time I also want to pin you down and bite your inner thighs?

What would you think of me if I told you that I love watching you prepare a delicious meal, but at the same time I imagine my fingers stretching you wide as I push them inside you?

What would you think of me if I told you that it’s a thrill for me to watch you be a boss and kick ass, but at the same time I think about choking you with one hand and spanking you with the other?

What would you think of me if I told you that I adore how your face lights up when something touches your soul, but at the same time I crave to see your watery eyes as you gag on me?

What would you think of me if I told you that I live for days when your smile lights up a gloomy world, but at the same time I ache to make you cum past your point of tolerance.

If I told you these things, would you hold them against me, or would you love me even more?

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Hypno kink friends, is it too on the nose that my hypno pendulum is a rattle snake rattle?

I’ll tell you I’m dangerous and you’ll still come closer. 😏

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