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Her reaction to Paul's praise is so cute 😔

Every time one of my friends explains something about Plurality to me I have to fight the urge to ask if they're "More people per people" cause of this fuck ass post

I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her I love her

she’s a poor little meow meow. she was born in a wet cardboard box all alone. she’s suffered more than jesus. she’s misunderstood. she’s a silly guy. she experienced the horrors. she did all those crimes. she has done nothing wrong. she deserves to kill. she’s the most interesting girl in the world. i didn’t say a name, but she popped into your head, didn’t she?

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My girl didn't even bother hiding it (real tho)

SUBLIMATE THE PAIN | SEVIKA X READER | ARCANE

Synopsis: Sevika helps you to explore yourself and subside the pain and the shame of self pleasure.

Contains: comfort, soft!sevika, unexperienced!reader, wlw, first sexual experiences, soft talk, masturbation, fingering.

A pretty personal fic, tbh, but Sevika as a character seems to be patient and loving when it comes to sex and I'm here to write about it. Enjoy!

Sevika had promised you patience and comfort, a woman with her vast sexual experience knew the unpleasant and uncomfortable details of love. She knew the burning and the pain, the disgust, the sorrow, the shame and the numbness, and for that reason she had promised to accompany you in the process with as much patience as necessary.

She kissed you again on the neck, a mirror stood before you sitting on the bed, Sevika's vast hand ran over your breasts and her grey eyes looked at you through the reflection, inviting you to stop ignoring the signs of your body. Her breasts brushed your back, her mechanical hand gently parted your legs and revealed the juiciness and softness of your core.

"How do you pretend to touch her without knowing her?" The woman asked. "You ignore many things, babe."

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment since you had your first kiss of the evening, but you promised not to let shyness win you over this time. It was the third night and the third time you tried, the last two having ended with a sudden lock-in in the bathroom or tears of shame and frustration running down your cheeks.

"I can't. I swear I can't." You cried as Sevika kissed your wet cheeks.

"Of course you can, don't be like that with yourself."

You considered that Sevika could be your mentor in this unknown field for you, the guide that would allow you to understand sex as something more than a mere routine or necessary act. "To begin with, doll, we don't intend to have a child with this. Not even if we wanted to. Second, I've seen as many pussies in my life as I've smoked cigarettes and yours is undoubtedly beautiful."

You laughed to hide your shame, but Sevika meant it. She was decades ahead of you in sexual experiences, she knew the female anatomy in depth, taking the time to explore herself first. Sevika knew that no one could teach her how to have an orgasm, and she fondly remembers the first times she tried self pleasure in the silence of her room, picturing that pretty girl at the market who used to sell her peaches at a good price. It was another Zaun, more precarious, less saturated with pornography and violence, and certainly her brain needed little to start imagining. And the softness of the girl's breasts under her blouse, her long neck and olive eyes were more than enough to awaken that visceral desire in her.

She dedicated her first orgasm to that girl and her peach scent. It was in a way tender, but the starting point of an endless journey through the unexplored region of sexuality. She soon discovered that inserting a finger was pleasant, that if she moved it in a certain way, it was even more so. She discovered that her breasts were sensitive if touched properly, that her entire skin was a map of erogenous zones and tickles, that rubbing her pussy against the pillow was delicious, and that after an orgasm she slept better. And soon, as soon as she was over five foot seven and learned to smoke without coughing, Sevika discovered that touching herself tasted better if someone she liked did it for her.

"Slow." Sevika whispered, placing a kiss on your shoulder. "Look at yourself. What do you see?"

"My pussy." You whispered, barely giving your reflection time to look back at you.

"You say it like it's a bad thing."

"It's not bad it's…"

"Strange?"

"I don't usually look at my pussy, Sev." You groaned.

"You should, it's pretty." Sevika laughed, caressing your waist with her metal fingers. "Think of all the men who have been staring at their cocks for as long as they've been conscious of them hanging between their legs, do you think they feel ashamed?"

You hesitated. "No?"

"There are two things a man always believes to be true." Sevika said, her tone lighter. "That they have the fattest cock on the block and that they can duel a bear without weapons, and win."

You laughed, your legs shaking slightly. Sevika smiled back. "If only you had the confidence they have in themselves, doll. It would be all so different."

Your expression sobered, this time giving the gap between your legs a longer look, that much neglected organ that deserved just a little more recognition in your life and in the lives of many other women.

"Look at the labia majora, the shape of it, the length of it…" Sevika whispered. "It frames the labia minora, the ones closest to the entrance."

You'd seen them in some anatomy book at the library, but recognizing them on yourself was quite different.

"I should have shaved more." You groaned in frustration.

Sevika snorted. "Are you saying that because of you or me? Cause lemme tell you, a hairy pussy doesn't grosses me out. On the contrary."

"But it does to me."

"Mine repels you?" Sevika inquired, leaving you speechless for a moment.

"No…" you whispered. "Yours… it's yours."

"I see. Now think the same about yours, sweetie." Sevika said. "Yours is what it is and that's it. Don't you dare apologize for how your body looks. Do I apologize for not having an arm?"

And you fell silent once more. Sevika sighed, kissing your neck. “You get my point.”

Sevika reveled in your body, in your flushed cheeks and focused eyes. She loved seeing you present. “You’re already wet.” She whispered. “But it can get wetter. Take two fingers.”

Sevika brought you index and middle fingers parted to the sides of your entrance, urging you to press. “Massage, slow.” She whispered, showing you the movement.

You obeyed, following the motion timidly at first, until you soon understood the purpose. That movement, however subtle, opened a pent-up dam that began to make you wetter and wetter. You moaned, feeling the urge to touch the rest but Sevika held your wrist. “Start from edges.” She said. “Don’t rush it.”

It was one of your vices, quick, silent masturbation. With your legs closed, a hand on your mouth and your eyes closed tightly, as if you were committing a crime that you wanted to finish soon. They were fleeting moments of pleasure that later turned into disconnection with yourself.

But Sevika knew you deserved better than that.

With your index finger you traced circles on your labia majora, slowly while Sevika whispered in your ear, kissed it and bit your lobe, making you shudder subtly. It was a constant and gentle movement, with no other purpose than to explore yourself.

"Come closer to the center." Sevika whispered. "Apply pressure, rub a little."

Your eyelids fluttered at that tickling between your legs, the sticky and wet murmur of your folds that made Sevika moan softly and her breathing accelerate, her breasts pressing against your back. Your hips moved unconsciously, you looked at your hand through the mirror, delicately between your legs with the elegance of an erotic painting.

"You're so pretty." Sevika gasped. "Look how your cheeks blush."

"Yours too."

Sevika smiled. "It just turns me on like you can't imagine seeing you touching yourself."

Sevika was known to be an avid spectator. More than once she would abstain from participating and sit on the couch in the brothel with a cigarette between her teeth, asking her girl to give her a show. There was something about watching such an intimate ritual that stirred every nerve fiber in her. Watching them unfold before her, rubbing themselves the way they liked, moaning genuinely, shuddering, whimpering and sighing, being able to see how their own hand is able to take them on a roller coaster of sensations. That ritual held a power that Sevika was fascinated to behold, and tonight you were her apprentice and her muse.

Sevika squeezed your breast, playing with your hardened, sensitive nipple. She already wanted to taste them, but she had to be patient. The appetizer was your self-exploration, the dessert was her mouth between your legs.

"You know… when there's too much business to attend to." Sevika said, her grey eyes watching you. "I can't visit the girls, so I lay back on my bed with a cigarette between my lips…" she murmured. "And I squeeze my breasts. Over and over, I touch them… massage them… while thinking of old encounters, of sounds… smells. You know how I love smells."

"All of them." You whimpered.

"Yes… from the armpits to the neck, between a couple of breasts and a wet pussy." Sevika sucked in between her teeth. "All of them."

You remember how Sevika had taken to sniffing you the first time she had you. She inhaled the scent of your neck and the crook of your elbows, behind your knees and your armpits. It was a scent loaded with codes, codes that communicated intentions. The pheromones were the best card to attract the most finicky organ of the human body; the nose.

"Sev." You whimpered. "Can you…?"

"That would be the shortcut, so no. I won't touch you yet."

You groaned, tilting your head back as Sevika placed a kiss on the top of your head. "Patience." Sevika drew your hand to the shy hood at the top of your pussy. "Pamper her, that's what it's for."

You traced circles around it, letting out a gasp. Sevika kept her hand on your wrist, indicating the methodical and steady pace, drawing sweet moans from you. "I'm wet just by looking at you." She whispered.

You bit your lip, the urge to grind harder and harder. An orgasm was building inside you, steady and certain, as Sevika kissed your neck and motioned for you to quicken your pace. "Ah, fuck…"

"Moan better." Sevika said. "You can be as loud as you want here."

You whimpered, your hips seeking more contact as you moved and you rubbed against your hand. Sevika pressed her fingers against you, urging you on. "Keep going… don't rush." ​​

"Ah, Sev."

"You like it? It's better when you don' try to cum in two minutes."

You hurried your hand, but Sevika held you back. This wasn't a race and you were certainly getting ahead of yourself. "Old habits die hard."

Her metal hand held your legs apart, her other hand ascending to your chin to make you look at yourself in the mirror again. “We’ll try again, okay?”

This part was the one you liked the least. It wasn’t just the pain, it was the accumulated frustration from past sessions with no results. Sevika told you it was all in your head, that you were just as deserving of this pleasure as others. But you still felt skeptical.

“Middle finger.” She whispered, bringing it to your entrance. “Just press, darling. Soften your entrance.”

You pressed your lips together, obeying her command even though you preferred to rub. You eased the tip of your finger, gently moving it in circles. “It already burns.” You whined.

“I know. We talked about sublimating pain, remember?” You nodded. “Your body is already relaxed, you’re wet. You need to focus on breathing.”

It seemed that when it came to penetration, your body locked up. It was an overwhelming burn, a wall of fire if you will, closing in around your fingers and keeping you from entering. Sevika had tried this in the past, drawing whimpers from you that would never stop causing her guilt. This time, however, it was about allowing yourself to do it.

"I don't like it, Sev."

"You don't like it because you're predisposed to suffer." she insisted. "I know you can, babygirl."

You looked at Sevika through the mirror, her grey eyes soothing you. "Breathe, deep. One… two…" you inhaled, your hand between your legs, the wall of fire present. "Three. Exhale…"

You dared to venture deeper, your walls coupling to your finger as the burn quickened your breathing. "Shh." Sevika kissed your neck. "Breathe again."

One… two… three…

Exhale.

“Ah…” you moaned, inserting the last bit of your finger and feeling the latent but less painful tension. “Mhm.”

“Good girl, look at yourself.”

You opened your eyes, looking at yourself in the mirror. The palm of your hand rested against your clit, your finger inserted all the way in, like a new but unrejected intrusion. “Sev.”

“I told you you could, you're taking it whole.” Sevika smiled. "Can you move it?"

You barely curled your finger, but you recognized the rugous wall inside you. "Yes…" you moaned.

"Breath for me." continued Sevika, gently taking your wrist as she motioned you to curl your fingers once more. "One... two..."

"Mhm, Sev." you moaned, your eyes closing. "Fuck."

"Does it hurt?"

"The pressure." you managed to explain.

"You're tensing, baby. Relax..." Sevika let out a pant, kissing the side of your neck. "You're doing so good."

You endured and took a deep breath, curling your finger against the inner wall Sevika talked you about. You felt a tickle, barely diminishing due to an increasingly timid pain.

And Sevika seemed pleased. "You did good, baby. Rest."

You pulled your finger back when the pressure forced it, only for Sevika to cup your chin in her fingers and pull you in for a long kiss. "Well done." She said between kisses. "Fuck, you looked so beautiful."

Sevika showered you in kisses, from your mouth to your navel, repeating how proud she was of you. "You've crossed the threshold, gorgeous. You just need to practice."

You smiled, feeling the hint of a happy cry build up in your throat. But Sevika cheered you up with another kiss. "We'll try again tomorrow. Sooner than later I'll have you cumming in my fingers over and over again."

You chuckled, watching Sevika kiss your inner thigh. "It's rude to look at the food without eating it, y'know?" you teased her.

"How rude of me." she purred, her kisses coming closer to your wet and now dilated pussy. "You better moan properly, doll."

"All you want."

they are just havin fun

I miss wenclair

OH MY GOD...MY SHAYLA.. 😭

Our world || J.O

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Synopsis: Your girlfriend's come back home for the weekend.

Warnings: Fluff, suggestive content, not proofread, bad writing, short, and I think that's it.

Words: 830~

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On your day off, you decided not to do anything special. Just sleep and eat and sleep some more. You were currently still sleeping even if it was already ten a.m. and you weren't planning on waking up any time soon, but life had different plans for you.

You felt your bed sinking at the weight of someone else who woke you. You opened your eyes in confusion only to see your girlfriend, Jenna, with a sweet smile on her face, "Good morning, sleepyhead." She whispered, brushing your hair off your face.

You weren't fully awake, so you didn't completely understand what was going on. You knew Jenna was away for work, and she wasn't supposed to be back till next month, so it's fair to say you were surprised.

"What- when ? Wait. What ?" You stuttered, causing her to chuckled at your confusion, "I got two days off, so I came to see you, love." She explained, and only now did it make sense to you. "Wait, so I get to spend the weekend with my girlfriend ?!" You exclaimed, full of happiness.

Jenna softly laughed, finding your excitement endearing, "Yes, love. We're going to spend the weekend together." She barely had time to finish her sentence that you rushed into her arms, both for you falling down on the floor. She secured her arms around you, happily smiling at your joy while you buried your face into her neck, not caring that you fell.

"That happy, huh ?" She teased, her hands caressing your back. You eagerly nodded, "I'm so happy. I missed you so much." You mumbled against her neck, holding her tighly like she would slip away. Her features softened, and so did her voice, "I missed you too. So much. I'm so glad to be back home." She softly spoke.

She was so unbelievably content to have you back. I'm her arms that she never wanted to let go, and the feeling was mutual.

All her anxiety faded away the second she was with you. It was like you shielded her from the negativity of this world without even trying.

Your existence alone was enough for her well being and the only thing she wanted was to show you her gratitude so the moment she heard your stomach crowling she didn't waste any time to carry you back into your bed and rushed to the kitchen to make you some breakfast.

Soon enough, she was back with slices of bread with jam on it, a proud smile on her face, "Breakfast is here !" She sat down next to you, putting the plate on your lap. "I thought you abandoned me for a moment." You sarcastically said since she suddenly left the room. "No, I would never. It was just to make breakfast for my princess." She grinned, putting your hair behind your ear as she kissed your cheek.

You slightly blushed, soflty smiling at her kind gestures, "Thank you, Jenna. I really appreciate it." You took a bite into your slice of bread and hummed at the taste. You turned your head to her with the slice of bread still in your mouth, Jenna quickly understood what you wanted, so she took a bite, giggling at the silly action.

You guys were catching up on everything even tho you'd call each other every day while you weren't together to keep the other one updated. You enjoy your breakfast with your girlfriend, cuddling up to her, feeling her warmth agasint you brought you so much comfort.

You missed her like crazy you can barely believe she's with you right now, holding you, kissing you every now and then, whispering sweet nothings in your ears. Her kisses became more regular and passionate. Your breakfast was now long gone and forgotten, and all your attention was on Jenna.

She cupped your cheek, bringing you closer to her. You were quick to straddle her lap, your arms around her neck, what a hand in her hair, while her hands travelled down your waist. "I missed you so much, love. Missed your body, your lips, your hands. Everything." She whispered, kissing your jaw.

You contently sighed, loving the feeling of her lips on you, "Gosh, I missed you too." You mumbled, ecstasy could be heard in your voice.

Jenna smirked, slightly squeezing your waist, "Can I take off your shirt, love ?" She asked. Her fingers were already toying the hem of your shirt. You immediately nodded, eager to feel more of her.

Neither of you could wait to love on each other after so much time away from the other one. You both only wanted to show to your lover how much you've missed them.

Your clothings were everywhere on the floor of your room, your bed was total mess and were you but you didn't care because you were with the love of you life for the weekend and that was the height of happiness in your life.

As long as you were with her, nothing mattered.

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A/n: I hate this, but I felt like I needed to post something, so here we go. Love y'all <3

"No one can love you until you love yourself" is like the worst possible way of articulating "if you don't respect and value yourself, it's very easy to become attracted to people who don't treat you right and then justify their mistreatment, so be careful."

Y'all I don't actually think I'll ever recover from isha's OR jinx's death (whether it was death or not) the fact that I stopped caring for vi or caitlyn- pls don't hate me- after their little fall out and the only people I cared about was isha and jinx, and they had the worst ending??? Just kill me now

#releasethetimebombcut

cant find a working stream rn killing myself

oh my GOD-

Jinx and her skilled fingers

i think i’m actually speechless why can’t she just be real here as my rock star girlfriend i can’t stop STARING. HEEEELP

this artest captured her essence so well it’s incredible 😭🙌

the ella purnell spectrum

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7. "It's fine..."

For those not in the loop, Lux sleeps on the floor away from the two, one, because of the soldier's life, two, to make quick escape, three, just because she's used to it. She's also basically the guard dog of the place, so she stations herself near any possible blind spots in the lair. And Jinx is like the surveillance cat. Literally think of the guardian dogs and the cats at farms lol.

But Isha finally invited Lux into their space, something Lux didn't want to intrude on until now.

And, you could say there's great comfort to being held again.

YES WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE? >genuinely what I said immediately after seeing it

I mean?? Whattt who said that? 🙄

Relieving stress.

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Synopsis: Your wife had a stressful day and needs you.

Warning: smut, g!p Jenna x reader, dom!jenna, sub!reader, dirty talk, mommy kink, nicknames, blowjob, P in V unprotected, degradation, dacryphilia, begging, breeding, creampie and some stuff.

Words: 2.1k

The clock on the wall was moving slowly with each second, it was getting closer to the time when your wife would return from work, as she had promised that morning. You were relaxing on the couch in your shared apartment, watching a show on television, completely absorbed in the content in front of you, and then you heard a repeated vibration coming from the phone next to you and curiously, you decided to check it.

Amore Mio: I'll be arriving in 10 minutes, wait for me on your knees in the room and with the new lingerie I gave you.

Without waiting a second longer, you promptly stand up from your seat, anxiety coursing through your veins at the mere thought of what would happen to you once Jenna returned. Once inside the spacious room, you shed your current clothes and rummage through the closet for the new lingerie set indicated, finding it inside a crimson red embroidered box. “Finally.” you think to yourself.

Minutes after you get ready, you hear the sound of the front door being unlocked by the password, which is your wedding anniversary date, and you immediately decide to kneel on the soft carpet next to the bed, waiting for her. Jenna enters the room in complete silence, her expression serious, indicating accumulated tension that would probably turn into anger, this was your end.

As she unbuttons her red blazer and takes it off her body, she throws it on the armchair and walks towards you, stopping in front of you and observing you before starting to speak.

"Have you behaved well during the day, cara mia?" she questioned with false affection, her cold hands going towards your chin, gently pulling so she can study your expression.

Your nervousness was noticeable, she could smell it from afar.

"Yes." You pause briefly, thinking about what you should call her. "Yes, mommy. I behaved well." Your voice, surprisingly, manages to sound confident and Jenna smiles genuinely, increasing the tension between you.

"Good." She murmurs. "But I feel like something is missing, where is your collar?"

Shit, you forgot.

Your gaze wavered for a few seconds, your mind churning as did your stomach in a failed attempt to keep your self-confidence intact. But Jenna was here, and from the affection she was showing, you felt that she would spare you from any punishments.

Before you could respond, Jenna walked on her high heels to the dresser drawer, opening it and taking out a black collar with your name embroidered on the gold pendant, it was your wife's favorite.

"As always, I have to take care of everything, don't I? You're so dumb that you couldn't even remember to do something simple." She speaks in a sarcastic way, her tone bordering on stress. Standing in front of you again, she puts your hair in front of your shoulder, only to fit the collar around your neck, then, she steps away with a few steps. "That's better. Now, come here."

With those words, you swallow hard and start crawling towards her, getting so close to her that you could smell her french perfume.

"Unbutton my pants, slowly." Jenna orders, pushing your hair back as you unbutton the buttons on her dress pants and slowly remove the pants from her hips, leaving her in just a pair of black underwear that had a clear bulge.

If you were tense before, now that feeling has intensified. No matter how many times you have done this, it will always be like the first time, where you felt small and inferior to that woman's dominance. Without waiting for any more orders and knowing what to do, you pull down her underwear, your fingers trembling genuinely with the anticipation of what you were going to do next.

Her cock quickly springs free, the red glans hitting your nose as pre-cum drips down the tip, you swallow hard and for a few seconds, you forget to breathe.

"You already know what to do." Jenna says in a slightly hoarse voice, guiding the thick shaft towards your lips, pressing there with a naughty smile on her face.

You open your mouth, collecting the leaking liquid with your tongue and circling it around the head before slowly descending. Your movements were hesitant and careful, sucking every inch of her trying to take a good part of the shaft. Short sighs escape your wife's mouth, who holds your hair to make your job easier, however, this was making her impatient and even more nervous.

"Fuck- this isn’t working." She mutters, and in a frustrated growl, she shoves the entire length down your throat, making you widen your eyes and cough at the sudden movement. "You lost the habit? You’re fucking pathetic."

Jenna then begins to move, moaning softly as she feels how your mouth molds perfectly around her shaft. You drool, feeling the saliva accumulate on the edge of your mouth as the cock moves back and forth, making you choke and cough with a few tears forming in your eyes.

"Such a greedy slut, fuck- I love how you cry taking my cock." She exclaims with a heavy breath, fucking your throat as if she was taking out the frustrations of the day in that act.

Your hands go straight to her thighs, slapping them as if silently begging for air, tears flowed freely down your flushed cheeks and that pressure of the throbbing cock in your mouth was enough to make your panties wet, bringing discomfort between your legs.

Jenna smiles at the sight before her, you looked so perfect on your knees and with your face dripping wet, it was hard for her to hold back her own orgasm that was getting closer by the second. The grip on your hair tightens and a knot forms in her lower stomach as the thrusting continues. With one last throb of your tongue and a hoarse moan from Jenna, you feel your mouth quickly being filled with hot, bittersweet cum, coughing as you feel the liquid trickle down your throat, and then you manage to pull away.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you tried to catch your breath, your chin was wet with your own saliva and cum and your face was flushed from what had just happened. Just when you thought it was over, Jenna quickly grabbed you by the collar around your neck, dragging you to the king sized bed you shared every night.

"J-Jenna, please!" You exclaim, feeling your own clit throb with the pull on your collar, being thrown onto the bed by your wife. At this point, you were sure you wouldn't be alive at the end of the night to tell the history.

“What did you call me?” She questioned, her jaw clenching as she frowned, secretly daring you to repeat it.

"Mommy! I meant mommy! Please forgive me." your voice was breaking, needing a lot of effort not to stutter at this point.

A slap is quickly delivered to your face and you can feel a strong burning sensation taking over your cheek, which has left a red mark.

"you stupid, how many times do I have to correct you for you start calling me the right way? " She growls, climbing onto the bed and pulling your legs so she can stand between them. "Color?"

"G-Green." You start to stutter with tears welling up in your eyes again, drawing a smile from your wife.

"Good." She puts her hand on the waistband of your lingerie, pulling it down and passing it over your legs so she can remove it from your body. And the sparkle in Jenna's eyes was noticeable as she saw how soaked your panties were. "It's unbelievable that you got wet just by sucking my cock." She laughs.

Jenna brings the panties closer to your face, indicating that you should open your mouth. As soon as you obey, she shoves the fabric into your mouth, making you taste your own arousal. And without saying anything else, she guides her cock towards your pussy, thrusting into you without warning. A muffled scream escaped your lips around the panties as you felt the thick length stretching you for the first time that day, hitting your cervix all at once.

"Poor baby, have you forgotten what it’s like to have mommy’s cock inside you? Don’t worry, I’m here to remind you." She mocks you a little breathlessly, grabbing your waist and moving against you repeatedly.

Your breath starts to falter with each thrust into your pussy, the feeling of having your wife's cock buried inside you being so good that it made you scream in pleasure, even though your mouth was covered. Your hands go to her shoulders, squeezing and digging your nails into her skin, making her moan along with you.

"Fuck- My hot whore, I want to put my babies in you so bad." She exclaimed breathlessly, squeezing your hips as she penetrated your pussy, her hand went down to your clit, her fingers massaging with some pressure just to drive you crazy.

"Mommy, please-" You mumble in a muffled voice, feeling your drool slowly drip from your mouth with each moan that escaped.

And then you feel the head of her dick brush against your sweet spot, eliciting a scream and making you writhe on the creaky mattress. By this point, you were crying with pleasure, salty tears continuing to stream down your face. You desperately needed to cum and just whimpering wouldn't be enough.

"Please, what? Can't think straight anymore, huh?" She gasps , removing her hand from your clit to pull the panties out of your mouth as she continues to pound your tight hole. "Tell me what you need, baby."

"C-Cum! I want to cum!" You manage to say loudly, whimpering pathetically and closing your eyes tightly to try to hold back more tears.

"And you think you deserve to cum? All I see is a stupid slut who can only cry." Her voice sounded hoarse and with evident desire, she was panting close to your face due to the rough movements inside you.

"Yes, I deserve it! Please, l-let me cum." You begged at the top of your lungs, that pressure in your lower stomach was suffocating you, you craved an orgasm and being pushed to the edge with every movement made you go crazy.

"How cute, asking like that makes me want to give in." Jenna murmurs, moaning close to your ear, her hand going down once more to stimulate your throbbing clit. "You'll have to wait for me."

As silent as they remained after that, the room was filled with noises, the wet sound of thrusts, the mingled moans and even the bed creaking frantically beneath you both. Jenna was determined, she would make sure you felt full and satisfied until the end of the night.

She could feel herself coming to orgasm just as you did, her movements faltering little by little as her breathing became more labored. Your wife gripped your thigh, pulling it up to giving her more access to your soaking wet pussy.

"I'm going to fill you up so much that after tonight you'll be pregnant, there'll be no escape." She groans breathlessly, the moans mixing in sync. You were absurdly close, your hand desperately searching for something to hold on to as your legs began to tremble. "Cum for me, cara mia."

With those words, your eyes close tightly as you let yourself go. You feel that accumulated tension being released along with strong tremors that came to the surface, your screams were absurdly delicious to Jenna's ears, who can't contain herself, and reaches climax along with you. Long jets of hot semen are shot deep inside your hole, making her moan and stop moving, allowing herself to empty into your heat.

Seconds after your both come down from the peak, Jenna slowly pulls out of you, making the white liquid to start escaping from inside you.

"That was so fucking good, holy shit.” Your wife gasps, her chest rising and falling just like yours. You shift in bed so you can sit up, your legs feeling weak. “You have no idea how much relief that gave me, thank you.”

She gently leans in to kiss you, her full lips meeting yours warmly as if the affection she felt for you has returned.

written by lily.

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started: january 21st 2024 last posted: january 3rd 2025

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