Typos and Creme [NSFW]
Added 2024-08-22 20:29:28 +0000 UTCI should be[working] but my job is so silly. You see [for work] I have to pretend to eat your pussy. I have to pretend that I want to suck up all your yummy, creamy cum. I have to fake that I want you to grab me by the back of the head and fuck my handsome face. I have to try and wonder what it's like to obsess over the perfect way to touch your thighs, lick your cunt, squeeze your ass and finger fuck you at the same time.
Good thing I went to school for this. How else would I convincingly yearn to taste your kitty and hear you yelp with pleasure [almost helplessly]. Good thing I know the method so I can tell an artificial story of a man who will dedicate his face and fingers to your moans. Otherwise, how would I know? How would I know what it's like that I can't fuckijg focus . Ahhh fuucking typos. Are you at work? Fuck your fucking job what's my tongue feellke on your cunt. I wanna taste. I want bitter. I want to taste your power. I want to taste the victory dripdown my fucking lips and my neck so I can be christened as your fucktoy. Moan. Just a little. Jjst a baby one for me. For meee for your doctor. Now. Please. Fuck.
[God dammit. Fuxk.))]
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[Ugh. Back to work]
Comments
🫠🥵 but also 🥹 [at the end]
Margaret Peffy Margie Maggie
2024-08-23 14:38:31 +0000 UTCI [should have] been working, and my job is pretty important. I make a difference. But the difference does not feed the thirst of the cum slut that lives inside me. Clawing her way to the surface as often as she’s able. Especially when I see the notification, and the tag. So I sneak off, or wait ‘til I’m alone, to pretend you’re eating my pussy. To pretend I can feel your spit drip from my clit to my ass, picking up cum along the way like an avalanche of fuckery. Today I waited. My team all left and they had barely cleared the threshold before I spun around in my chair and inhaled your words. I don’t have to fake my desire to have you there, between my thighs, pinning me open, only your actual presence. I read the words, the poetry of my pussy, and wish there was a school for licking cunt and that you were a professor. You could be be drRapture, PhD, rather than MD. The world would be a happier place if more men knew the Moves and the Words…. Feminism should start with cliteracy, honestly. I digress however. I read and throbbed and imagined. In my mind your tongue flicks out and parts my pussy lips and dives in, moves up to my clit. You use one hand to hold me open so you can can suck on my clit, and lap up my wet. The other hand finger fucks me, and occasionally sneaks down to stroke my cum onto your thick, twitching, needy cock. My body is consumed by you, thumping the beat of my heart into my cunt, and I press down on my chair, trying to give her just enough to stop crying for you. Did that little moan that you asked for escape? For my doctor? Very likely. I hope you felt a twinge in your cock from the fuck magic when it did. Somehow felt my clenching on your dick, a ghost of the pure need that consumes me when I consume your words the way I want to consume you. I hope that you like being my mental fucktoy, the tool I use to stroke my needy cunt. I hope you were able to focus, I hope you came viciously, that it cleansed you, and I hope above all, that this is still fun and fulfilling for you, typos and teasing and cumming and all.
QQMegs
2024-08-23 12:55:32 +0000 UTCThis is fantastic! and also...where do you sell your cards 👀💘
caroscope
2024-08-23 04:53:26 +0000 UTCMy job is also so silly. I make sexy cards. And I'm almost always working. Glue here, chat there, write next, cut, color, ink. I didn't go to school for it (but I did go to school). And no one buys cards with typos. I make cards about cocks and pussies and tits oh my. So when you pop up spouting [seems you are always spouting][thank you for spouting] your filthy poetry of worship and kitties, well, I'm often already there you see. Especially if you are fucking my ear holes as I squeeze and press and rub. You are convincing, and now this card says fuck all over it. *moan*
Jamie
2024-08-23 04:40:13 +0000 UTCBabe, this is fucking art.
Megan (mlgreads)
2024-08-23 03:52:40 +0000 UTCActually my job is silly, see for work, I have to tell them not to put things in their mouth yet I pretend to not want to be on my knees looking into your eyes with my mouth full of your cock. I have to fix their breakfast and pretend to not want to fill myself up with the taste of your cum to start my day. My job is to help fold their laundry and to pretend like I'm not fantasizing about all the ways you could fold me and fuck me, dear. I calm them down , but who the hell is gonna calm me down when my heart is pounding and my blood is racing and my panties are turning into the Niagara falls ? The silliest part..... as a Caregiver ..... I help calm the voices in their head...yet I purposefully plant your voice in my mind like some sort of alien symbiote, telling me when to touch and how to love myself and when to cum. If this is crazy.... bring me my straight jacket because I fucking love it.
EdenRose
2024-08-23 03:06:36 +0000 UTCThisclose to hanging a fuck swing at work.
The Lady Is A Tramp
2024-08-23 00:30:27 +0000 UTCI like that it’s this part of the job that you’re labeling ‘silly’. I mean it is, but not nearly as much as roaring like a Dino is. And the juxtaposition of the two is the absolute silliest. 😂
Catherine
2024-08-23 00:17:23 +0000 UTCMa'am.
Megan (mlgreads)
2024-08-23 00:17:22 +0000 UTCKatakora, I shall be salivating [somewhat senseful] over this till midnight in my time zone. Personification of the Patreon symbol is genius, Pavlovian bitch indeed 😮💨💘
caroscope
2024-08-23 00:02:41 +0000 UTC"percussive thump, staccato mix, drip each syllable, rhapsodize about my cum" good god, Em! gorgeous!
caroscope
2024-08-22 23:57:41 +0000 UTCYou vibrate in my pocket. I scan screen, words …oh fuck. Here we are [again]. I read and I feel like a chameleon. I want to sink into the painted nude in front of me and give my blushing cheeks to her more honest face. It’s a color she can wear without question, here in this gallery of beautiful things, where I am now wolf in sheep’s clothing, goddess and girl in tailored slacks. [trapped, imposter; does my ass betray me in these pants? no? liar]. It feels so silly, this corporate costume, when I stand at the nude’s bare feet and read you. This talk of jobs and school and method prompts a different kind of close looking than my training commands. I imagine her feet are my feet. My eyes move up. Calves, knees, thighs, my calves, knees, thighs. I get to her cunt and I dream it mine. No, wait—it’s yours. You tell me when you taste me. One possessive pronoun punctuating lick, suck, kiss, rub, pulse, thrust. You want to know what your mouth feels like? Electricity comes close. Glowing lightbulb filaments made of tungsten. The strongest metal on earth, formed in the explosion of massive stars. Yes, that. And more. [wondrous in my head] I’ve corrupted the margins of a condition report with these words. I type them up here and erase the penciled evidence. Time for the train home, headphones on. Which you will I listen to, I wonder? [you’re so good at your job]
caroscope
2024-08-22 23:46:50 +0000 UTCWouldn’t it be funny if my job was to listen to you talk about fucking me? Scheduling my Friday around hearing how you’re dragging your tongue against my pussy, begging me to use you for my own? You try to tease, but my ankle would curl around the back of your neck, heel pressed to guide you exactly where you're needed most. I'd want to come on your lips, so stop talking about how you'd do it and tap your promises in Morse code on my clit instead. Fuck me with your mouth, your hands can help, because you know how hard my thighs tremble and clench when I'm full of you. You'd have to hold me down because that percussive thump and hither with your fingers is about to translate my words into a pleading, staccato mix of your name and whichever deity I can remember while you're taking me apart and I can't stay still when I'm riding your face. Your fingers would still be slick, put them in my mouth so I can taste the reward of your good performance. You could drip each syllable into my ears like your mouth drips my cum back to me after you’ve lapped me clean. Kiss me and then let me review your work, tracing your strengths with my tongue on your cock. Show me how good you are at learning the shape of my throat and then you can rhapsodize about my cunt like you’re debuting a book of poetry in a writing salon. Like it's your job.
Megan (mlgreads)
2024-08-22 23:07:23 +0000 UTCThank fuck I am not at work while reading this because artificial blood would be all over the place while I attempt to make IV arms because how fucking dare you, you absolute menace. Please never stop your devilish ways. I now have to attempt to pick myself up off the floor because you melted me
Analise
2024-08-22 23:02:13 +0000 UTCSo, yeah. I am in fact at work. And inappropriately grinding down on my office chair for a little relief goddamn it. I’ll be back you fucking perfect and delightful menace.
QQMegs
2024-08-22 21:40:19 +0000 UTCI'm never at work with you guys... In fact, there are only really two things to do for me at this time of day, which is to cum and to sleep (usually in, but not limited to, that order). But now the Pavlovian bitch that is the Patreon symbol compels me to salivate something senseful about my pussy. She smiles her feline smile at me, reminding me that she's had a busy day already, reminds me that this writing stuff ruins the likelihood of just one more, just one more cum before midnight. She tells me to piss off to bed, where there is a fine purveyor of orgasms to be found or just to get on with it already. She doesn't care about my brain's exhibitionist addiction to dirty words, even though I'm trying to tell her that she'll get nowhere without it. In the end, she's got me convinced when she says: "Listen girl, if there is one thing your Doctor needs no help with, then it's eating pussy." So Doctor, darling, you do your thing, while I do mine. 25 minutes to midnight - that should be just about doable.
Katakora
2024-08-22 21:36:16 +0000 UTCHow can I work now? Ugh 🤬🥵🫠🤤🔥
Lady E
2024-08-22 21:36:07 +0000 UTC
