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Laura really did have the most enchanting lips. They were so soft, so warm, and the perfect shade of rosy pink to entice Gena back to them again and again and again until she felt practically dizzy with arousal. Every time she thought she could pull away, every time she thought she could clear the erotic fog out of her head they seduced her into, Gena leaned back ever so slightly and saw them teasing her with that Cupid’s bow and she lost herself in yet another deep, soulful kiss. And the world once again slipped away into peace and pleasure and she forgot everything but her lover’s beautiful mouth.
Even when she knew there were things she should be focusing on, they always seemed distant and irrelevant compared to the warmth of those magical kisses. They were supposed to be studying, after all, and the midterm was less than a week away… but Gena’s eyes resolutely refused to open, and her thoughts didn’t want to drag themselves free of the scent and taste of Laura’s gorgeous lips. They kept Gena in a state of distraction so sensual and erotic all their own that she barely noticed Laura pulling up Gena’s top so her heavy tits dangled and swayed with every motion… motion? That, that was… motion?
It was only when she really tried to put her sluggish brain to work that Gena realized just how little hyperbole lay behind her daydreams of Laura’s mesmerizing lips. Every time she tried to break down the tangle of emotion and sensation that wrapped her up and held her and left her dazed and befuddled and utterly stupefied with lust, Gena found herself once again focusing on the sensual beauty of those enchanting kisses. The rocking motion of her body, the vague and distant memories of a door opening and closing, the hand resting on the small of her back, it all blended together into confusion and Gena couldn’t separate it all out. It was simply pleasure, intense and overwhelming, and Laura’s mouth exemplified that pleasure so completely that Gena couldn’t think about anything else.
Slowly, though, and with a titanic effort, Gena managed to pick out a few details. Laura’s soft, soothing caresses on her shoulders, each one easing her back down into the erotic reverie that began and ended with those perfect lips. A feeling of restraint, as though something–maybe her own bunched and tangled panties–was confining her legs as she crouched on all fours. Low, masculine grunts, each one timed to the sensation of a well-lubed shaft penetrating Gena’s slick and hungry ass. That one stirred up memories of a finger smearing something over and around and inside her anus, loosening it while Gena drifted in endless distraction and kissed herself into blissful oblivion. Was… was she getting butt-fucked without even noticing? Was that even possible? Gena tried to open her eyes and look.
But then Laura kissed her again, and Gena’s resolve melted into slick, dripping lust against those soft pink lips. She didn’t need to think about what was happening behind her. She didn’t need to tear herself away from that perfect embrace. She could keep kissing and let it all simply fade away… and the last tiny little speck thought Gena summoned up before her mind went joyously blank was that this wasn’t the first time she’d struggled and failed to free herself from Laura’s trance. And it absolutely wouldn’t be the last.
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As a Neurodivergent, When I'm happy I feel the happiest I could ever feel.
When I'm sad, I feel the saddest I could ever feel.
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Asexuals are forgotten and invalidated a lot. Especially if they identify as men or are masculine presenting. For that matter sometimes men in the ace community are even forgotten and invalidated by the community itself! So, men and masculine presenting members of the ace community, I want all of you to know that you just as valid as every single other member of the asexual community. I'm sorry if someone else has ever told you otherwise. You are a valuable and wonderful member of community and you deserve the space you take up in it. For those of you who aren't ace men yourself but one or more of your family/friends/loved ones is an ace man or an ace masc presenting person, please remind them that they're valid and loved any chance you get to.
I make a post with a reminder like this every year. I started it because I'd seen the way ace men were often left out of the conversation on ace issues and treated like an afterthought and felt that that was wrong.
A Fallout 76 oc named Huntington! He is a big giant boy who was one of the townspeople of huntington. If you don’t know the story. BASICALLY the entire was experimented on with FEV by West Tek. Fun times. He escapes and stays hidden in the ruins of his home.
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The ‘you’re mature for your age’ to sleeping with a bed full of plushies in your mid twenties pipeline is real
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