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Copy & Paste Vulgarism Emojis & Symbols i get so sexually aroused sometimes and i feel so

"dont write smut here" wtf you scared about???? omg i never did find good smut here what are you all yapping about it's all childish let me show you what's a good smut cuz bitch we know how old are you from the way you write wanna be baddies at 12yo??? (it's my first time writing smut without "feelings" n 3rd person so idk much but im sure you like it if you're mature) anyways here The bedroom door creaked shut behind them as they stepped inside, leaving the world outside forgotten. His hand found the small of her back, guiding her closer until their bodies touched. She could feel the heat radiating off him, smell of his cologne mingled with something uniquely him. Her fingers danced along the hem of his shirt, tracing the waistband of his jeans before slipping underneath to caress the warm skin beneath. He shivered at her touch, a low groan escaping his lips. Encouraged, she continued her exploration, fingertips grazing over the prominent bulge straining against his denim prison. Slowly, deliberately, she worked open the button and zipper, freeing his thick length from its confines. It sprang up, standing proud and throbbing with need. Her breath caught at the sight. With trembling hands, she wrapped her slender fingers around his girth, marveling at the solid weight in her grasp. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to the tip, tasting the salty precum beading at the slit. Her tongue darted out, lapping at the droplet before taking him deeper into her warm, wet mouth. She bobbed her head, sucking and slurping, reveling in the deep, guttural moans he made above her. One hand stroked what she couldn't fit past her lips while the other roamed his chiseled torso, mapping every ridge and plane. His hips began to thrust in time with her movements, seeking more friction, more pleasure. Breaking away with a pop, she looked up at him through heavy lids, her cheeks flushed and lips glistening. Without a word, he reached down, pulling her to her feet. Their bodies collided, hot and desperate. He cupped her face, thumbs brushing over her cheeks as he leaned in to capture her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, tangling with hers in a dance that left them both panting. They tumbled onto the bed, limbs entwined as they explored each other's bodies, learning every curve and valley. His hand roamed between her legs, finding her already slick with arousal. He teased her clit, circling the sensitive nub before dipping lower to push two fingers into her tight pussy. His fingers plunged into her, curling to hit that sweet spot inside her. She arched into his touch, a gasp escaping her lips as pleasure rippled through her body. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving thin red lines in their wake. Her inner walls fluttered around his digits, trying to draw him deeper. He set a steady rhythm, curling his fingers to hit that magic spot inside her. All the while, his thumb never stopped its maddening circles on her clit. The dual stimulation had her seeing stars, her body coiling tighter and tighter like a spring ready to snap. She fisted the sheets, knuckles turning white as she fought against the building pressure. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, he crooked his fingers just right and sent her hurtling over the edge. She cried out, her pussy clamping down on his plunging fingers as ecstasy crashed over her. Wave after wave of intense pleasure rolled through her, making her shake and twitch uncontrollably. As she came undone beneath him, he reveled in the sight and sound of her release. Watching her fall apart under his touch was intoxicating, fueling his own desire even further. He removed his fingers slowly, savoring the way her pussy clenched and milked him. Withdrawing from her lips, he trailed kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking at the tender flesh there. He wanted to mark her, leave evidence of his possession all over her body. He moved lower, lavishing attention on her breasts, paying homage to each hardened nipple before taking one into his mouth, suckling greedily. His free hand roved across her stomach, inching towards her pussy. He slipped a finger back inside her, feeling how her cunt still spasmed from her orgasm. She whimpered, still riding the aftershocks of her climax. The sensation of his fingers probing her sensitive flesh once again had her toes curling. He added another digit, scissoring them to stretch her open, preparing her for what was to come. He released her breast with a soft pop, his gaze locking onto hers as he notched the broad head of his cock against her entrance. Slowly, giving her time to adjust, he pushed forward, sinking into her welcoming heat inch by delicious inch. When he started to move, it was slow and sensual at first. Each roll of his hips ground his pelvis against her clit, sending sparks shooting up her spine. His pace gradually increased, becoming harder and faster with each thrust. She clung to him, nails raking down his back as she urged him on. The sounds of their coupling filled the room the slap of sweat-slicked skin meeting skin, their harsh pants and groans of pleasure. It was raw and primal, an ancient dance as old as time itself. Pressure built low in her belly once more, coiling tighter and tighter with each drag of his cock against her G-spot. She knew she wouldn't last much longer, could feel herself teetering on the precipice of another explosive orgasm. ANYWAYS BADDIES IT4S IDK IF YOU4LL LIKE THIS WAY OF WRITING BUT SHIT WHY NOT take care baddiz ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 bobo my tag: baddiz

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i get so sexually aroused sometimes and i feel so bad and guilty about it but i end up getting frustrated instead. i hate how all of my friends have boyfriends and have lost their virginities yet i'm still a virgin who's inexperienced and hasn't even had a boyfriend. i try to pleasure myself but it never works out and i end up feeling more frustrated. how do i pleasure myself without feeling guilty and feel ecstatic instead... if anyone wants to reply to this then you can use this emoji (💬) and the tags i used. although i'm sure no one will...
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‎‧₊˚🎀𝒑𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒘𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒔 & 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒋𝒊𝒔 (𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔)🎀‎˚₊‧
BRO WHO THE FUCK MADE AN INC3ST N0NC0N SMUT FANFIC WITH THEIR OCS ON HERE I WAS JUST TRYING TO FIND A BIO YALL CHILL TF OUT AND KEEP THAT IN UR NOTES 💀😭
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Drew Pavlou turned, cutting down another CCP agent with his katana. After his adventures being arrested by the british police in front of the Chinese Embassy in London for holding a BLANK! Sign, and returning from his undercover mission ferrying supplies to the Ukraine army, it was finally time to return to his love. He ducked away from the spray of blood, as another of the CCP’s ninjas jumped towards him and was effortlessly decapitated. He nodded once, stoically, and began striding away from the Union complex. He passed the grassy knoll, nodding once to the Union banner erected there. After passing under the sandstone arch into the great court, he passed by the SAlt encampment, protesting period products being allowed on campus. The Trotskites were all screaming incoherently, as was their daily ritual, in between bullying disabled kids, arguing against safe spaces, and recruiting new members to their cult. It felt good to be home, after he had been banned for four years thanks to China’s influence on UQ. They thought they had one, but little did they know, other Drew Pavlous would take his place. After all, he had a stable and genius strategy. Wasn’t Drew Pavlou more of a state of mind, anyway? Regardless, it was time to reunite with the man who had always supported him. Finally, he had passed through the Great Court. He prowled down the walkway, to the leopard patterned limousine that had just pulled up. Stepping over the discarded copies of Semper on the ground, he picked one up, and smiled. At last, true literature. The door of the limousine opened, and an aged head in a white cowboy hat poked out. “Oi, Drew! Get in boy. It’s time to party!” The man said, a twisted smile crossing his face. Drew looked at The Honorable Bob Katter Jr, and almost broke into a run as he met the man, and embraced him, wrapping his arms around Bob Katter’s leathery soldiers. The other Drew Pavlous may be running for the UQU presidency in his name, all for that sweet sweet senate seat, but only he would gain the ultimate price. The love of the soon to be Emperor of Queensland. Bob Katter slid over in the seat, and Drew settled in beside him, leaning his head against the man’s shoulder. He inhaled deeply, embracing the scent of the man’s aftershave, gum trees, old farms and young dogs. As the Limousine began to drive, Drew leaned over, and sensually placed his hand on Bob’s upper thigh. Bob turned, and he felt the old man’s mouth press to Drew’s neck. His lips massaged the contours of his neck, and his long tongue began to run over the skin. Instantly, the sucking began like a Wertheim 7 Series Bagged Hoover Vacuum Cleaner, he could already feel the bruise of the hickey begin to form. Drew reached down his hand, and began to caress the hard bulge in Katter’s pants. He undid the man’s brown belt, and zipped open the fly. Obviously, the man wore no underwear. He inhaled the husky musk wafting off the now revealed manhood. It was magnificently long and turgidly erect. Cut, of course, as all good men should be, and tanned from Katter’s many days gardening nude. He bent down, and placed his mouth over the phallus, sour precum sparking against his tongue. He let out a soft moan. He was addicted to that Bob Kattermine. A godly feeling began to burn through his body, crashing waves of golden heat washing through him. This is what he had been waiting for, all those years. Why he had fought so hard for a seat on the UQ senate. To gain the respect, and ultimately passion, of the beautiful raw instrument of manly charisma between his lips. It turned out that he didn’t need to accomplish any of that to prove himself. Just being himself was enough to deserve his love and heat. In Bob’s words, homosexuality may just be a fashion trend, but there was no sweeter love. “Mmm, boy, it may just be that I grew up in Kennedy, but I had never seen or heard of a homosexual person until I was 50. But now, with you…” Bob Katter broke into a moan, as Drew ran his tongue up the Australian parliament’s longest actively serving member. Suddenly, there was a thump against the window of the car. Drew looked up, briefly pausing in his ministrations. It was another CCP agent! Well, his Katana was still strapped to his back, dripping with blood, but he wouldn’t need it. His many fans called him the world’s greatest lover for a reason, although none of them had personal experience. He was strictly monogamous, and only had eyes for his Katty. Regardless, it was time, as the agent drew his silenced side arm, and began peppering the window with bullets. The bulletproof glass shook, but held firm against the onslaught. He immediately returned to Katter’s cock, and wrapped his lips around it, plunging downwards. He felt the man’s tip violate the back of his throat, and he gave a soft moan in pleasure, as he reached out his other hand to fondle the man’s leathery ballsack. After a few short moments, Bob groaned a noise he knew all too well. Drew quickly withdrew his head, and ducked into the footwell of the limo, landing next to the formal black loafers. He threw one arm over his ear, arching out another to grip the base of Bob’s dick, aiming it at the agent still fruitlessly trying to break through the window. Drew winced as the loud boom sounded, as litres of watery dark grey cum shot out at supersonic speed. It pierced the window effortlessly, shattering it outwards and catching the assassin right in the chest. The man was blown right off the side of the car, carried through the air, before finally landing with a splash in the Brisbane river, as a spattering of Bob’s come rained down around him. Drew looked up, as Bob leaned back, basking in the afterglow of the orgasm. He sat up, moving his head into the position to slurp the last of that sweet ‘n’ sour sauce off of Katter’s prodigious member. Finally, he looked up, meeting the man’s deep brown eyes, shimmering with passion. It hadn’t been long, but it was time. “Bob, I have to finally tell you. I love you. I always have.” Drew’s breath hitched. Would the older man return his affections? It was something he had only dared to hope for in his wildest wet dreams, but it seemed like now was the time. He had taken the plunge off the metaphorical Eleanor Schonell bridge, all he could do is hope he didn’t land on a passing boat. Bob returned his smile at last, looking down at the sweet supplicant between his legs. “Drew, my boy, I love you too.” he said with his characteristic rasp. “But, what we need to focus on IS THAT EVERY THREE MONTHS, A PERSON IS TORN TO PIECES BY A CROCODILE IN NORTHERN QUEENSLAND.” Drew gave a sweet sigh. That was just like the man he loved. Always focused on the big picture problems. Basking in the warmth of the passion between the two of them, he laid his head on the man’s cheap chinos, and began drift off to sleep. He was at peace.

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