badinfluencegirl

the whole thing plays out in my head.  plays out over and over and over again.

you’re there too, fully realized even though we have not met.

not yet.

i don’t know how we get there, what went before, who we are… i know nothing except this:

i am on my knees and my pussy is reaching for something.  reaching and yearning and wanting and waiting with no patience at all as it throbs and hungers both.  my forearms are resting against something and my tail is up in the air.

my legs drop open more as i brace my weight on my elbows and i can feel the juices flowing from me and coating the folds protecting my entrance.  the pulse in my pussy is heavy, deep and low and feels like it will spread through my body at the barest hint of a breath of a whisper of a touch.

naked, juices starting to trickle down my legs and a throbbing in my core; i feel wide open and ready and my tail lifts still further as i start to reach back.

i am almost crying with the wanting and the needing and i don’t know which is worse i only know that i am losing my *self* into the craving for… for what exactly?

i want giant hands and broad shoulders and a tall man who will make me feel small.  i want someone who will use me and caress me and knows when to do which and i most definitely want a long, thick cock that will take my waiting body and fuck it hard and harder still.

i want to feel testicles slapping against my aching clit and hear my breath sobbing out of me as i fight to keep from being thrust right off my own knees and to keep my head from hitting the wall.  but i won’t care if it does.

i want to hear growls from behind me and feel sweat drop on to my flexing back as you fuck me so hard i practically see stars.

i want hands driving my hips and a cock driving my pussy and i don’t want you to care if i’m having any fun at all.  i want to feel used but not abused and i want to walk funny for days and i don’t even care if i come…

but i will.

i’ll come from the balls hitting my clit and the large cock in my pussy and the thrust against my gspot.  i’ll come so hard i’ll soak your cock and balls and both my inner thighs and still i won’t be done. i ‘ll come so long and gush so much that i’ll be dehydrated when you’re done with me.

and when you’re finished?  after i’ve felt the delicious tremors and shudders as you empty your seed into my waiting depths?

i’ll lick you and nip you and drink our joined liquids from your spent penis and i’ll do it so gently and slowly that you will stir again before you ever thought you could and then i will have you in my throat as i fight to swallow all of you without gagging.  you will grow there against my soft palate and i will hum into your swelling hardness and you will wonder where i’m putting it all.

and then, when you’re ready, i will have you on my back with my legs spread wide.

you will have to enter me slightly slowly as my abused pussy will protest the re-invasion but oh when it releases and welcomes you it will be slicker and massage you in such a way that we will both groan in disbelief at the sheer wonder of it all.

we may be astonished but we won’t stop.  we won’t stop until the bed is covered in my juices and our abs are no longer working and the sun is at the opposite end of the earth.  we won’t stop until we can’t do anything but.

i’m ready, and i want.