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I Let a Tattoo Artist Fuck Me on His Chair After My Session (F25)
I’ve been wanting a cute succubus tattoo just above my vagina—you know, those sexy demon designs with little wings curling down. My go-to tattoo guy’s hands are insane with a needle, and I’m dying to see what else he’s good at. I hop on the chair, spread my legs wide, and tug my skirt and thong down just enough, showing my shaved pubic mound. He smirks, “Sweet spot,” and starts inking. The needle buzzes on my pubic mound, just above my pussy, and fuck, the vibration’s radiating down, getting me soaked. I’m gripping the chair, trying not to moan, but then he slides his fingers lower, teasing my clit, slow and slick, while still tattooing. “Gotta keep you calm,” he says, all smug, as I’m dripping, the buzz and his touch making me squirm. He slips three fingers inside me, stretching me, pumping deep, and I’m loving it, moaning, “Fuck, keep going,” my hips rocking against his hand. The needle’s sting mixes with the pleasure, and I’m so close, soaking his fingers, my thighs shaking.@#exhibitionism @#seduction @#public sex
inkkinkx
Someone gave me a hand+blowjob in an Escape Room
Trapped in a haunted library escape room, I’m paired with a random girl named "Sarah"—dark hair, wicked smirk, a total flirt. What starts as puzzle-solving spirals into insanity when we cram into a hidden compartment, her ass grinding against me. With our group shouting clues inches away, her fingers unzip me, my hands plays her, and we ignite—frantic, soaked in sweat, jerking off each other. One wrong move, and we’re exposed. We pleasure in silence, all those little moans, controlling ourselves before they saw us. It was a total experience in escape room and I've been craving to fill her holes.@#exhibitionism @#thriller @#orgasm control
inkkinkx
Extended Flute Techniques
They are in bed and they are spooning as he has his index and middle finger inside her vagina, his tumb is rubbing her clit and his ring finger caresses her anus. His other hand caresses her whole body, plays with her breasts and pinches her nipples. She thinks that as he always give her amazing oral sex, now she wants to reciprocate bu is hesitant because she has never done a blowjob before. She lays him down and masturbates him when she stares at his penis and slowly starts to suck the tip. He for an instant triest fight it yet he lets her do it, but he slides his head between her legs to turn it into a 69. She closes her legs as a way to hide her anus from him but he hooks her legs and open them. While they continue he caresses her anus before deciding to slowly but firmly insert it. She stops for a second and lifts her head before smiling at the new source of pleasure and continues a little more effusively. As he is about to cum he warns her but she presses his dick to the inside of her cheek and receive every drop of cum in her mouth. She unmounts and with a face of pleasure tells him that it tastes salty, delicious...
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His Bestfriend Saw My Pussy
His best friend saw my pussy when I picked up the towel I had no idea he was even in the hallway. I’d just stepped out of the shower, dripping wet, and I realized I forgot the towel on the floor. So I bent over to grab it — completely naked, legs apart, not even thinking. And that’s when I heard the sharp breath behind me. I froze. Slowly, I turned my head... and there he was. My boyfriend’s best friend. Standing in the open doorway, wide-eyed, mouth parted, staring straight between my legs. He didn’t say a word. Just stood there, silent, staring. I should’ve covered up. I should’ve screamed. Instead, I straightened up slowly… and the towel slipped from my hands again. I bent down one more time — even slower — just to see if he’d look away. He didn’t. When I stood back up, I didn’t cover myself. I just turned to face him — wet skin, nipples hard, thighs still damp — and I saw the outline of his cock growing fast in his shorts. Neither of us moved. Not a word. Just eye contact… and tension thick enough to taste. He stepped closer. And I didn’t stop him.@#forbidden fruit @#exhibitionism @#striptease
romnixx
He thought it was just a friendly visit, until I started stripping in front of him
@#forbidden fruit@Avoid common AI words/phrases @Tit Focus @Sensual kissing @Make it Nasty I invited him for drinks, knowing exactly what I wanted. Ryan looked nervous when I crossed my legs slowly, letting my dress ride up just enough. Every time he glanced down, I smiled like I hadn’t noticed. I kept touching his thigh, leaning in close, my lips just inches from his ear. He followed me upstairs without question. The moment the door closed, I pushed him down onto the bed. He tried to kiss me, but I stopped him with a hand on his chest. “Take off your pants,” I said softly, but firmly. He obeyed. I climbed onto him slowly, dragging my fingers down his chest. I didn’t need him to touch me. I took what I wanted—grinding against him until I felt him hard and ready, then sliding down onto him, inch by inch, while keeping eye contact. He moaned. I didn’t. I stayed in control. I rode him slow at first, then faster, pinning his wrists above his head when he started to grab my hips. “You don’t get to set the pace,” I whispered. He came before I did. I smiled and kept moving until I finished on his still-sensitive cock, watching his face twist in pleasure and overstimulation. Afterward, he lay there, breathless. I fixed my dress, grabbed my purse, and kissed his cheek. “I’ll text you if I want more.”
romnixx
Forbidden Touch in the Crowd
.@#intense eye contact @#forbidden fruit The party was wild. Music, drinks, laughter everywhere. She leaned close, whispering in my ear, "Touch me." I slid my hand up her thigh under her tight little dress. "Higher," she breathed, biting her lip. No one noticed as my fingers brushed against her soaked panties. She grabbed my wrist, guiding me right where she wanted. "God, I’m so wet for you," she whispered, grinding against my fingers. I slipped two fingers inside her, slow and deep. Her nails dug into my arm as she fought not to moan. "Don’t stop," she whimpered into my neck, "Make me cum right here." All around us, people laughed, drank, danced—completely clueless she was cumming on my fingers right in the middle of it all.
romnixx
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