I wake up a few hours later, still pressed tightly to your back, your arm holding me to you. I think it might have been the sun streaming in through a gap in the curtain that woke me up and the sheer nearness of you makes it impossible to fall back asleep. You’re slightly restless, and when I start kissing down the back of your neck, you clutch my hand tighter as if to tell me to keep going.

The thought to stop never even occurred to me.

Soon, the way I move and the way you move back against me takes on that very particular rhythm. I slide the boxers you are wearing down and wonder if you’ll let me do it this way. All of you—from the top of your spine to your calves to where your toes are flexing on top of mine—is touching me. There’s just so much skin, so much tasty, touchable skin, and then even more when my hand reaches around your front, sliding down your breasts to the soft flesh of your abdomen, while I suck on the outside of your shoulder.

Then you’re arching your back and whispering my name, but I can’t listen because it’s so good and I want it to go for just a little longer.

With a long sigh, you curve your back so it’s up against my chest again. We’re a little less frantic and I’m obsessed with the way you’re moving, the way your hips and ass roll against me, the way you feel around me. I skim my free hand all over you, anywhere and everywhere that I want to touch—the outside of your thigh, the underside of your breast, the inside of your arm. And then you take my hand and show me where you want me to touch you. You sigh when I do.

As that frantic need to go faster and harder and more and even more picks up again, there’s this sudden, short moment when I am sure I am falling in love with you. Then the moment passes, and both that feeling and I are lost in you.

—words by WhatsMyNomDePlume

(Source: fanfiction.net)

knickersoaker:

Jesus Christ, I wish I had a dick so I could stick it in this girl.

-theslyestfox

robotindisguise(via hipcumon)

what she said.

knickersoaker:

Sadly, this is the best thing I could find. I mean, not sadly. This photo has been my number one go-to for wank fodder since I was like, 17. I mean, the bulge, and the unkempt hair, and the… other hair… and the hipbones, and he’s skinny but still has a soft tummy, and the bulge… the bulge… if you want a checklist of What Mandy Finds Sexy then this is a good place to start.

-mandyjanerose

(via allthebookspress-deactivated201)

I picked you out 
Of a crowd and talked to you 
Said I liked your shoes
You said thanks can I follow you? 

So it’s up the stairs 
And out of view
No prying eyes 
I poured some wine 
I asked your name you asked the time

Now it’s two o’clock, 
the club is closed we’re up the block
Your hands on me 
I’m pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth 
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn’t care to know 
Who else may have been you before

I want a lover I don’t have to love 
I want a girl who’s too sad to give a fuck
Where’s the kid with the chemicals? 
I thought he said to meet me here but I’m not sure
I got the money if you got the time 
You said it feels good I said I’ll give it a try

Then my mind went dark 
We both forgot where your car was parked 
Let’s just take the train
I’ll meet up with the band in the morning

Bad actors with bad habits 
Some sad singers 
They just play tragic
And the phone’s ringing 
And the van’s leaving 
Let’s just keep touching
Let’s just keep keep singing

I want a lover I don’t have to love
I want a boy who’s so drunk he doesn’t talk
Where’s the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can’t seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind

But you but you 
You write such pretty words
But life’s no story book 
Love’s an excuse to get hurt 
And to hurt 

“Do you like to hurt?” 
“I do! I do!”
“Then hurt me.”

—words from “Lover I Don’t Have to Love,” by Elliot Smith

But now I look at love
Like being stabbed in the heart
You torture each other from day to day
And then one day you part
Most of the time it’s misery
But there’s some joy at the start
And for that, I’d say it’s worth it
Just use a blade that’s short and sharp on me

And if love is just a game
Then how come it’s no fun?
If love is just a game
How come I’ve never won?
I guess maybe it’s possible I might be playing it wrong
And that’s why every time I roll the dice
I always come undone

—lyrics from “2 Atoms in a Molecule” by Noah and the Whale

“Do you know what happens to naughty boys, Jasper?”

“Oh, I really hope I do, Daddy,” Jasper said.

“Naughty boys get their bottom’s smacked, Jasper. Drop your pants.”

Jasper slowly licked his lips and unbuttoned his jeans, tugging them down to his knees with his boxers and letting his heavy cock spring free.

“Over my knee,” Carlisle commanded; Jasper was moving before the words were finished.

Somehow it felt even more naughty that Carlisle was still fully clothed, his own hard cock poking up into Jasper’s belly. And Jasper still wore his t-shirt and shoes, only the smooth, pale skin from the small of his back, ass, and thighs exposed.

Carlisle rubbed a cool palm over Jasper’s ass, warming the area slightly before letting a stinging slap grace one cheek.

“Fuck,” Jasper hissed.

“Now, now,” Carlisle admonished. “I don’t expect such language from you, young man.”

He slapped Jasper’s ass again, letting the heat spread and rubbing the area before spanking again. And again. Jasper’s moans intensified as Carlisle turned up the pressure and delivered three hard slaps in quick succession, appreciating the way a pink tinge spread across Jasper’s pretty, round ass.

“Please,” Jasper begged incoherently.

“Please what?” Carlisle asked, punctuating his question with another thump. “Please spank me harder, Daddy?”

“Please spank me harder, Daddy,” Jasper begged and Carlisle had to fight back his orgasm which was threatening to break free from those words, combined with the friction of his cock rubbing against Jasper’s hot body.

“Stand up and turn around, Jasper. Hands on the bed. Spread your legs a little bit. I want a nice view for what I’m about to do to you.”

—words by hidingfromsomeone

kinkyminx:

I want to take all of you, she whispered as she knelt beside him. She trailed her fingers along his thigh, her nails just barely scraping a path for her to follow with her lips. I’m not sure I can. 

He smiled and stroked the side of her face, bringing his hand down along her jaw and towards the back of her neck. His fingers tunneled up through her hair, tugging it slightly as he pulled her mouth towards his cock, pressing her lips against the head. 

You will take every inch. You will because I want you to, because I need you to. Because you’re my good girl. 

His fingers released her, his hand relaxing on the back of her head lovingly. He leaned forward and kissed the top top of her head… Now open those pretty lips of yours. 

kinkyminx:

He grabbed her wrists, pulling her over his knee in one hard tug. He pushed her panties down over her ass and struck her left cheek, hard and fast. She cried out at the sudden sting, squirming as his fingers squeezed and caressed the warmed skin of her ass. She felt the growl in his chest before she heard it, his forefinger dipping between her thighs, stroking slowly along her lips. 

So wet already, baby girl. No brattiness, not tonight. I need to fuck this pretty pussy. I need to slip inside, pound into you, tell you you’re mine as I fill you with cum. I need my girl in my arms tonight. 

For the Rob lovers out there who like a little kink 

Fuuuuck, yes. 

When you pull out at just the right angle, your strong hands guiding my ass, I can feel every inch of you everywhere that matters. You hit those spots we both love—the ones so deep inside of me I didn’t know they existed before you.

It’s this moment, this last moment when I can decide to be a good person. When I can decide to walk away and pretend like all those urgent kisses and fevered embraces and that fire inside of me never happened. If I can just leave right now, he will forgive me my minor transgressions and we can move on from this.

But if I stay, he will never look at me the same way again. He will never whisper soft words in my ear or give me sweetlittle kisses on my neck in the mornings. He’ll walk away and never look back. He will leave me, and I will have deserved it. 

And even though I know all of this, when I look down into your eyes, my body aching above you, ready to take you in the most intimate of ways, I know my decision in this moment was made a long time ago. So I sink down on to you, hearing you moan my name and feeling you grasp my hips, knowing that he will never take me back, but not caring in the slightest. Because it’s you I have inside of me.

“You ready, baby?” I ask, kissing down her neck as she recovers from her orgasm. “You ready for me?”

“Yeah,” she breathes, tightening her fingers in my hair. “Do it now.”

“Sure you wanna do it like this? You don’t wanna be on top, have more control?” I ask her, rearing up so I can look down into her eyes. She smiles, and for the first time, really, she seems calm.

“I’m sure. Just like this, it’ll be perfect,” she says. I reach down and line myself up with her, kiss her lips softly, and then push slowly, slowly, inside.

…o0O0o…

It feels amazing-warm and tight and she’s so, so wet. It’s so tight it’s almost painful, until it’s not anymore. She cries out sharply, digging her fingers into my biceps.

“Okay?” I ask her, ducking down to kiss her cheeks, tasting the salt on her skin from sweat and tears.

“Yeah, it just… it pinches. It hurts a little,” she says, releasing her grip on one shoulder so she can wipe the tears away.

“We can stop,” I tell her, easing myself back out.

“No!” she cries, wrapping an arm around my waist to try to stop me from moving.

…o0O0o…

“No?” I ask, holding still.

“I want to,” she says, nodding emphatically.

“Sure?” I ask, unable to turn her down. I could stop, but all I want to do is move forward, get deeper, further inside.

“Yeah,” she answers, tilting her hips up so I slip a little further in. I groan at the pleasure, and she pulls me down closer to her so she can hide her face in my neck again.

I move slowly, rocking back and forth until I’m completely inside. She moves with me, stunted at first, but soon we’re moving together in an even rhythm.

…o0O0o…

“Fuck,” I groan, my voice strangled as I try to hold off. I’m not a virgin, but I’m about to come like I did the first time-quickly, embarrassingly, after just a minute or two.

“Oh!” My sweet girl cries, shifting her leg at my side, wrapping it around my waist. “Oh, that feels good!” she says, surprised.

“This?” I ask, swiveling my hips, grinding against her.

“Mmmmm,” is all she replies, both arms wrapped tightly around my neck. Fleetingly, I think maybe I can hold off, maybe I can make her come.

But then she says my name, and I lose it.

— words by sadtomato

(Source: fanfiction.net)

She leaned over the table, her perfect ass on display in front of me. I couldn’t do this anymore. I was harder than hell and every nerve in my body was screaming to reach out and touch. I just didn’t have the fight left.  

My body took over. Eyes meeting. Waiting. Tell me no. Make me stop. My hand lower. Soft fabric. Under. Skin like satin. Don’t let me do this. Up, slowly. Stop me. Lace. Heat. Wet. Heaven.  

I threw her on the table; her legs open to me, her panties a ripped pile of expensive lace on the floor. I sunk two fingers inside, and the sound of her pleasure sent a thrill straight to my aching cock. I was so jealous of my fingers; I wanted to be inside of her. Thrusting myself in and out, hearing her scream my name and punishing her for making me want her so badly.

My mind caught up with my body and I pulled away. She grabbed my tie, pulling me to her, telling me to finish what I started. Her lips crashed into mine, tasting me, taunting me. She was always taunting me. The way she looked, the way she smelled, even the way she laughed. I needed to be in control now. I 

grabbed her pretty shirt and ripped it open, the buttons flying about the room and her beautiful tits 

— words by tby789

kinkycasey:

Daddy says one day he’ll split me in two

<3

oh good God. Casey, your words are ruining my panties.