Month: January 2016

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egotisticalgold:

Flower Boy

All the pretty all day.

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iwontbethewastedpotential:

This set makes me feel like an angel because I never usually wear white lingerie. 😇

Taking a page from Heart’s book and reblogging prettiness all day.

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Confession: I am totally the biggest pillow princess ever.

I’ve heard multiple definitions of this phrase, so I’ll clarify. My working definition here is someone who vehemently doesn’t like being on top in bed. (I enjoy reciprocating oral sex – and honestly give it (and prefer to give it) more than I get it – so we’re not operating under that other definition.)

But like my pillow princess-ness is not even just to the degree that I only want to be on the bottom. Whenever Pup tries to fuck me against a wall or bent over my kitchen counters or over my bathroom sink I pout and fuss and try to wriggle away until he finally moves us over to the bed. I’m really just the absolute brattiest about it.

I guess it’s just that I really like being cozy and there’s minimal risks when it comes to fucking in a bed. I messed around on a floor once and got a rug burn on my face. That kind of shit just doesn’t happen in a bed.

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thyric:

A brat gets what a brat deserves

If I have to sum up my aesthetic, it’s basically this.

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littlenaga:

queerfemmedomme:

why do “daddy doms” always write their about me like “welcome to my own private corner of the internet where all my most private and depraved fantasies will be explored. You’re not ready for the sick playground that is my mind”

like calm down mate it’s just a porn blog it’s 50 pages of boring blowjob gifs and b+w photos of thin white girls bending over

^^ accurate af

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hitmeharrder:

My bed. Wakey wakey.

Maybe I’d try it. I don’t know, maybe just once? If you promise to stay close and hold me if I cry.

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Sometimes I just wish I was a pretty little thing who gets used all the time an otherwise waits patiently until she can be useful and that’s just about it.

Heart asked some good questions

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And so I’m answering them.

1. When you were a child what did you want to be when you grew up? The thing I’m doing right now. And that’s really, really fucking magical.
2. What’s a phrase or word that pushes you over the edge when you’re close to orgasm? Pup sometimes does this kind of condescending “come on, baby, there you go” when I’m close and unf yeah have I mentioned it’s soooo condescending? 
3. What’s your favourite colour, and how long has it been so? Blue, since I was about ten.
4. Who is your current favourite adult performer? Mr. Pete is like a sexy Jason Segel and now you can’t unsee it.
5. What song is in your head? Lately a lot of Bowie.
6. Which xfiles episode is your favourite? (You can sub in Simpsons or Seinfeld for this question if needed.) The one where George makes the Yankees’ uniforms cotton and Jerry kills his girlfriend’s doves. (This is Seinfeld.)
7. Tell me one of your most obnoxious habits? I leave clothes on the floor like legitimately in a 2 foot radius around my hamper.
8. Bed-sheets: Tuck or No tuck? No tuck.
9. When someone says “I love you” do you always say “I love you, too”? Hehe, for a certain crowd of people.
10. What word makes you feel sexy? Babydoll.

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Valentine, Part Four

(Disclaimer: I play with a safe word. Everything in this was consensual, and I could have stopped it any time if I didn’t feel safe or comfortable.)

I squirmed around on the bed, trying to get out from under Pup. He held me down by my hair, with an arm across my back, with his weight laid into me. Saltine got back onto the bed and sat down behind me. They traced the length of the dildo over my slit.

“Please, it’s so cold.” I tried to wriggle away. The dildo was so cold it stung. Pup pulled my head into his lap and pinned my arms up on my back. “Please, please, you said you wouldn’t.”

Saltine dipped the dildo briefly into my cunt and I cried out. “Come on, get it warm,” they whispered. “It’ll hurt less if you get it warm.” At first, I started thrusting back onto it every so often to warm it up, wincing and squirming in Pup’s arms. But eventually it felt better, even a little soothing, and I heard Saltine laughing. “You know I’m not even moving it anymore. Looks like somebody likes it.”

I realized I was fucking the dildo myself and blushed, hiding my face in Pup’s lap. I fucked myself to orgasm on the dildo, but when I tried to wriggle off, Pup pushed me back down. 

“I didn’t say I was done with you,” Saltine said. They fucked me hard with the dildo, practically wrenching another two orgasms in me while I squirmed and bucked around and begged them to stop. “No, I want one more,” Saltine replied.

I literally came while sobbing.