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Is it possible to kink on contrasts?

Because I think I do.

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Followers.

There’s been another sudden spike in your numbers.

I’ve provided you with some pretty sweet porn, so now let’s return the favor of keeping each other distracted.

Whether you just found me or you’ve been around for a while, hit up the ol’ ask box.

Because it’s always fun when I ask you guys to.

Since you come up with the best questions/comments/concerns.

And I just don’t want to force myself to look at the work I have to do.

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I have this terrible tendency to bargain and make offers I can’t possibly give when I just really, really want to orgasm. 

One of the first times Craftsmate messed around with edging me, he worked me up to such a point that I literally started spewing offers. I’d be so good, I said. I’d suck his cock, I’d be so, so sweet to him.

He started laughing when I actually offered him money. I’d never really give him money to cum, but I get so wrapped up in it sometimes that this stuff just sort of comes out. I have such a one-track mind when I need to cum that it’s ridiculous. 

Sometimes, he provokes it. He asks what I’d be willing to do for it, what I would be willing to put myself through. And, often he’ll shake his head or click his tongue and tell me that he knows it’s a promise I can’t keep. 

And so he stops, gathers up my wetness on his fingers, and makes me lick it off, all the while smiling down at me.

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The Winter Formal, Part 3

I started talking to a guy I didn’t recognize who approached me. He seemed nice enough and was certainly good-looking enough. His family was from where I had been abroad the previous summer and so we were speaking in the language, making jokes, and getting to know each other. He was impressed that I knew a thing or two about motorcycles, but I was starting to see something vaguely sketchy about him showing me tons of pictures on his phone and his increasing efforts to pull me away from my friends.

We were all dancing and I felt my phone vibrate in my clutch in my hand, but I ignored it as I felt him move against me. He was all right, but I felt him push my hair aside and then…

It was just this long tongue lapping up and down my neck and collar bone. It’s wasn’t sexy. It wasn’t enticing. It was slobbery and strange. I looked around and my friends were gone. I reached down to open my phone to text them and ask where they were, to find a message from my friend saying, “just warning you, he doesn’t go here and he’s really creepy. I hooked up with him once.”

Ugh. I made an excuse, saying my friend was having a meltdown and ran upstairs to find someone.

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All right, followers. I was a bit taken aback to see an invite to a party already for the end of the month.

Therefore, it’s time to help Ivy out with what she is going as on Halloween.

herdirtylittleheart:

God damn is that a saucy look. (swoon)

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There’s something kind of sweet about that extended, waiting tongue. And how both of their eyes are closed. And how he’s holding her head. Judging by the source, the scene’s probably rougher when set into motion. But, in my mind, it’s just plain tender.