****tail
Added 2024-08-11 07:50:05 +0000 UTCI woke up in the middle of [whatever get the fuck over here and open your mouth/I'm going to finger fuck you from your fake dream to a more perfect one/my head in your cunt and your mouth in my cock/I'll lie on my back and you on top/really suck it/so often you just lick but really suck on this time so you can taste it and I'll do the same to you/and we do/you go once but I've just started the prologue but it's enough to start kissing you again/and it's all there]
the [musk] of my cock & the [rum] of your cunt & the [slut] in your spit and the [beast] in mine
And so my head finds your lips and I'm not very gentle but I can tell that you like it the way you moan like you're trying out for the slut olympics
I don't say I fucking thing
I just look into your eyes, grab your head and fuck
Fuck your cunt
Grumbly phonations on every exhale
Cunt fucking
Over
And over
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[and I whisper in the devil's voice that I'm going to fill you up just to watch it drip out and stuff it back in again with my half hard thick cock and when I'm looking into you that's what I cum and you feel it all the way in the back of your eyes]
I kiss you and tell you to rub my dick until I fall asleep. I sleep like an angel knowing you'll be in control in the morning. I think about sucking your tits and fall asleep rock hard. I hope your mouth wakes me
[ahh - there we go. Such release. Thank you. Back to bed]
Comments
I wonder why it's at an all time high? š
Jamie
2024-08-11 16:15:49 +0000 UTCWith your consent: xoxoxo
Delicada19š«
2024-08-11 15:20:50 +0000 UTCif there is a Slut Olympics, just give all the gold medals to Doc!!! we all knowww, he goddamn deserves it with his slutty, horny, poetic posts!! WE HAVE A WINNER!!! š„š„š„
mcxyp
2024-08-11 15:10:33 +0000 UTCSunday morning alone, and itās fine itās good itās what I chose [no ragrets not even a letter]. And then I read your midnight love [lust need want] letter from the night before. Iām reminded of why alone is ok because it wasnāt this. It wasnāt [lust need want] it was habit and Iām more. So much more than the default. Vows donāt warn you about what fades, what counts as the death that permits the parting. Iām alive and it matters. Iām alone and itās better.
The Lady Is A Tramp
2024-08-11 14:45:49 +0000 UTCOh fuck me⦠Iām now a feral goblin who has no hope of civility today. Thanks, you menace!
Analise
2024-08-11 14:11:44 +0000 UTC*sigh* I need *this* read to me I need to fall asleep to āØthisāØ
Margaret Peffy Margie Maggie
2024-08-11 14:03:15 +0000 UTCāMy throat is more familiar with the crown of your cock than your nameā I need to have a lie down š«
Kim
2024-08-11 13:59:41 +0000 UTCOh... good morning
PoetiicJustice
2024-08-11 13:44:27 +0000 UTCI have a vague recollection of waking up in the middle of the night and reading this, no wonder I kept having sex dreams š
Casey
2024-08-11 13:30:35 +0000 UTC[Dove]tail As the small hours coaxed Saturday from Fridayās grip, I dreamed [you] a planet. You have your own gravity, magnetic pull, [unkempt starlight]. And weāre in orbitāwe donāt always know whoās following whom. Yesterday, I chased you. I took you in my ears, I took you in my eyes, and I held you in my hands. You cupped my neck, softly, when I spoke with Antonio, my butcher; and you leaned down with me as I kissed his grandfather, Giulio, on each cheek. Giulio always lets a hand trail to my ass, but I donāt mind. Heās 96 and heās Tuscan and heās livedāand his eyes twinkle. I felt a blush threaten to unmask the whore when you vibrated rhythmically back to life below each ear as I bowed to this aged Casanova. But Iām lucky enough to have excellent headphones. I kept you like a secret and we walked home slowly, indulgently. I liked the feeling of my skirt licking my thighs, cajoled by sister wind, and I imagined you thereābelow, above, around, between them. I didnāt fall asleep with you last night. But itās nighttime when you chased me. Urgently. Is your desire so great? So animal? "musk/rum/slut/beast." Such words. I want to hear them. Fuck. Please. Sometimes I look like little more than promising shapes, especially in the dark. The moon kisses the curve of my hips, the swell of my ass, the rise and fall of my breastsāa topography teasing the places you want [need to fucking get to now]. But in that ālittle moreā lives everything. Every me. And every me likes when you whisper orders in the devilās voice. You seep like ink around my angel [my slut] but sink into me with the weight of hell. Over and again. Sleep and Dreams are the playmates who watch the interruption of this fuck, knowing theyāll win you back as I soothe your momentarily [never] sated dick with my hands. And then theyāll have me, if our cum in my [equally insatiable] cunt releases me from Paradiso, back to bed. How do you want my mouth to wake you? Do you want to taste/feel care? Need? More? All of it. A beauty of slow is the build to fast and my lips, tongue, and throat know both tempos well. Itās not spoken that Iāll wake you like this. But we both know it. Itās Sunday. I'm greedy on Sunday mornings. We both are. And we hold each other like a [dovetail joint]. Do you feel it? Chase over, itās a draw. But youāre in my ears again. Where will we go today?
caroscope
2024-08-11 13:28:42 +0000 UTCšThisš
VoluptuousVelvet_VA
2024-08-11 13:28:17 +0000 UTCVelvet. Dude. š
Andlikewaterlilies
2024-08-11 13:24:28 +0000 UTCOk, ok. I changed my mind. I need Slut Olympics merch like I need your hands gripping my hair and your rock hard cock punching my tonsils. I would medal in Cum Guzzling, the 4000ml. With you coaching my throat, I know we could take the gold.š
VoluptuousVelvet_VA
2024-08-11 13:08:01 +0000 UTCIt is fuck o'clock in the middle of the night and the room is the perfect temperature and it's taken ages to fall asleep, so now your dick decides it is time to play? Clearly, your brain isn't even a part of this equation because any rational center of it would know this is shaky ground. Schedules we've been recalibrating the whole season so that I can function like some facsimile of a human being when the sun is in the sky - theyāre now discarded with the crumpled sheets at the bottom of the bed. I'm up now. Is this payback for this morning, when I was up first? When my hand bridged the space between us, moved straight to your cock, like a magnet seeking its true north. I bypassed your mouth completely, coaxing your half-hard length with my fingers. Feeling how you took shape against my palm, filling out into my grip. After pillowing my head on the jut of your hip, reacquainting myself with the saline slick bead on the tip of your cock, my tongue swirled down the shaft of it. But to clarify because your memory seems a little fuzzy - I didnāt just lick. I sucked every last drop out of you, through the quaking aftershocks, as you softened against my tongue. I nursed like the last sip of a good drink, savoring it instead of greedily slurping down. Frankly, Iām a little pissed at the insinuation that fucking you with my mouth is ever a half-hearted effort. My throat is more familiar with the crown of your cock than your name. Back to where we were, though. Youāre going to have to work hard to top that dream you woke me from, so get going. This better be some gold medal fucking. Prime me with your fingers, you know how many I want when your tongue is busy. Give me round two or three when you fuck into me. I need friction. This isnāt some dreamy watercolor haze, Iām washing these sheets tomorrow so put in some effort and fucking drench us both. Fill me up. If weāre not dripping with sweat and spit and cum by the end of this, why am I even up? Good night. Good morning.
Megan (mlgreads)
2024-08-11 13:02:00 +0000 UTCI would love someone to create a glossary of our favourite Docisms: Slut olympics Milkcunt Cunt grip What else?
Andlikewaterlilies
2024-08-11 12:58:28 +0000 UTCāYouāll be in control in the morningā yeah, yeah, I know. Iām needy AF today, so yes I WILL be charge. Iām ready to [fuck] some shit up today. The slut in my spit is at a fucking all time high lately š
Maeve
2024-08-11 12:57:11 +0000 UTC