Nymphs of Nymphworld

crasshats: via poeticando

crasshats:

via poeticando

kittykat512: My blood is bruised and borrowed. You thieving...

kittykat512:

My blood is bruised and borrowed. You thieving bastards.
You have turned my blood cold and bitter,
beat my compassion black and blue.

Hope this is what you wanted.
Hope this is what you had in mind.
Cuz this is what you're getting.
I hope you're choking. I hope you choke on this.

crasshats: boobs4victory: Jaime Pressly topless in Playboy...

crasshats:

boobs4victory:

Jaime Pressly topless in Playboy 1998

what a babe

crasshats: via melc

crasshats:

via melc

crasshats: suicide—love: Illusion.

crasshats:

suicide—love:

Illusion.

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crasshats: cafebellissimi: Working on her hair, oblivious to...

crasshats:

cafebellissimi:

Working on her hair, oblivious to her wonderful rear

It is pretty wonderful

crasshats: via s-u-i-c-i-d-a-l-r-e-v-e-n-g-e

crasshats:

via s-u-i-c-i-d-a-l-r-e-v-e-n-g-e

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crasshats: very cute amateur girl!

crasshats:

very cute amateur girl!

maifrem: Boris Vallejo

maifrem:

Boris Vallejo

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crasshats: Bottomlessness is classy

crasshats:

Bottomlessness is classy

Quickies in New York: Say Yes to Everything

Quickies in New York: Say Yes to Everything:

quickienewyork:

We switch with the seasons.

There's not a category on Fetlife for it, but it works for us and we've been doing it for years. All winter long she curls up in my arms and I keep her safe and warm. I fuck her when I choose and she begs for punishment when she's coldest. I tie her to the bed and tease her on long dark nights, and in the morning she makes the coffee and serves it to me before I get out of bed.

But we thaw out in the spring and things change. She wakes up and is more assertive while I slow down. Summer is my calm time. I do little and make as few decisions as possible.

We don't have a phrase or a google calendar entry for when it happens, but every year it's the same. I come home from work to find her in a sundress on the couch and there's a look in her eye that speaks volumes. I hardly have to be told to kneel, and she pulls my head between her thighs with more force than she's used in six months. She growls as I open my mouth on her cunt. She groans when I slip fingers inside her, and she screams when she comes.

As the days get longer she needs more and more, and her summer lovers being to appear once again. She's late coming home, and when she finally does she makes me fuck her as she tells me about her dates. She scratches and bites, and she takes everything she wants without pause.

When September comes we have a few weeks of something in the middle. We pull out sweaters and her dresses vanish completely. By the time fall arrives I'm desperate to take her over my knee and she says yes to everything.

The first time she brings me coffee in bed I don't let her leave for hours.

 

Guy New York

(If you enjoy my writing, you might like my new novel, The Island on The Edge of Normal, now available on Kindle and in Print.)

lickylick: gorgeous x

lickylick:

gorgeous x

crasshats: damn

crasshats:

damn