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I have a butt, it’s a good butt I think :3 I’m not the only ..

Published: January 9th 2025, 6:54:47 pm

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I have a butt, it’s a good butt I think :3 I’m not the only one who thinks it’s a good butt either, which is very validating. There’s this one guy who, upon seeing my butt, cannot control himself. I need only roll over and flash him with the light of my full moon and he transforms from a gentle boy playing nerd games next to me into some kind of ferocious pussy devourer, a rapid tongued cunt delver, a squirt vampire. It’s very nice.

One of my favourite things to do is to expose my tender hills then tell him no touching. Obviously I do want him to touch me eventually; I know it, he knows it, that’s the game though. It’s so fun watching him wrestle with the demon inside, how he stares at me with increasingly feral eyes , how his composure slowly erodes away till he’s flailing at me and grabbing at his crotch. Just teasing him, testing his self control, smiling at him and periodically flashing more and more of myself, poking out my tongue with mouth wide open then playing dumb, sticking a finger inside myself to waft under his nose, little naughty things. When he’s somewhere between a man and rabid wolf, that’s when it’s the best time to set him free.

It’s hard to describe in words the mix of thrills that come from giving yourself over to a monster of your own creation; Being the one in control of the tempo then suddenly just laying back and accepting the fate you designed, like some kind of sexual take on throwing yourself off a tower you built. He will leap on me, grip his big strong hands tightly around my hips, pin me down into the sheets with clenched arms then stuff his fat tongue as deep as it can reach inside my slit. He’ll suck and lap my juices like he was dying of dehydration, then beat the ever-loving shit out of my clit with his mouth. Doesn’t even matter that my top half is unrestrained, the only part of me he cares about is stuck firmly around his tongue and the rest of me is just attached to it. I can’t do anything but lay there and become his dinner, watching him devour me like a slobbering dog wolfing down carelessly unattended ice cream. It’s great :3 

Once he’s had his fill he’ll raise up like a sea monster, dripping and wet and eye’s wild. It’s fortunate I’m always so wet by that point because I don’t think my pussy would survive the rapid, long and deep cunt smashing his raging cock delivers otherwise. It’s just desserts for teasing him I guess, having my legs bent up so far I feel like a pretzel then getting my insides mashed like potatoes whilst he bites my neck and shoulders just a little too hard. The smacking and slapping of his hips against my arse will suddenly sound all together wetter, slopping and squelching, the squirt pumped from my body with every unrelenting thrust, I strain out uncontrollable groans and think about how I forget to put a towel down, again. With an inhuman howl he’ll throw back his head and thrust one, two, three, four last times, crashing all his body weight behind a dick that has swelled just a little bit bigger. It’s painful in a good way, tenderising my baby chamber before a laser of burning hot cum finishes me off and he pulls out leaving me a dripping, gasping, sweating mess laying in puddle of sex.

The cutest thing is how he always seems so embarrassed afterwards. “I don’t know what came over me” or something to that effect, making sure I’m okay, kissing and holding me in the safest way. Somehow he still hasn’t realised that this is all by design, which is great because it makes it really easy to convince him he should clean up all the mess. I get to sit all comfy and watch him change my sheets and bashfully dry the mattress with the hairdryer. It makes me want to flash him some more :3