(Source: , via smuttynakedness)
Duct tape! Dont forget the duct tape… i see some slithering around her leg. Nothing makes a slut feel sluttier than household all-purpose tape against her satin skin. :)
-xo. L.
She has a very pretty face.
Nothing a ballgag, ropes, collar and cock buried inside her can’t improve, though.
I love it when my tits look like this.
I like all kinds of sex - while my day-to-day preference is for fast, hard fucking, I relish the occasional bout of slow, tender lovemaking as well. My lover is well aware of this; he’s quite adept at knowing what I need when I need it.
We generally have sex at least twice a day, or not at all. For whatever reason, our first time each day has a hungry edge to it that drives us to fuck quickly and roughly, as though the sex is slaking some violent thirst. Second, third, or fourth bouts of sex are generally more drawn-out affairs, although they’re frequently no less fast or hard.
What we’ve never had is a quickie. I dream about it sometimes, though: him having to go somewhere but using me to sate his hunger first. I imagine him pushing me down over the ottoman, lifting my skirt, roughly shoving my panties down to my knees and then fucking me with that special first-time-a-day urgency; hard, fast, primal. Him wrapping my hair around his hand and yanking my head back while his cock thrusts in and out, until he comes inside me.
And then he’ll pull his pants up, button them, and leave to go somewhere else. I’ll stay draped over the ottoman, basking in the glow of a good fuck.
It’s nice to know that some dreams can come true.
Some girls like to cuddle, drink coffee, and read the paper on Sunday mornings.
I am not one of them.
(via barcodedbitch)
My lover wants a traditional church wedding.
I know he’ll want me in a traditional wedding dress. The kind that’s white and lacy, maybe embellished with some pearls. Something long and flowing. Something vanilla and normal. The kind that good girls wear. The kind you take off after your wedding and put in a bag somewhere for safe keeping.
What no one knows but us is that after our traditional wedding, we’ll go home and he’ll tie me up in that pretty dress, lift it up over my ass, and spank me until my cheeks are cherry red.
Then he’ll take his perfect cock and fuck me, hard and fast the way I like it, until I cry out and come in that cocoon of ropes and lace.
It’s nice to think that I dream about my wedding day, just like any other girl, isn’t it?
I agree with all of them except #5 and #21. Pants definitely get dirty, and I definitely know how to fold a fitted sheet.
*** Adult Truths ***
1. I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger….
