callingallfineapples

[callingallfineapples]

If the sex doesn't feel like rolling a Nat 20, I don't want it.

[callingallfineapples]

I just want to sit in your lap while you play with my hair and leave little kisses wherever you want.

#is that too much to ask!?!?!

[callingallfineapples]

Can’t get over hot you are

You're not supposed to.

[callingallfineapples]

Chapter 3:

The ache between her thighs had become unbearable. She needed to feel him, all of him. That first thrust, to be filled to the brim, and stretched out around him so perfectly. He could feel her need like warm, wet silk around his fingers. She begged and begged for something bigger.

He finally decided she had waited long enough. Her head fell back as he let the head of his thick cock glide along her slit, teasing and spreading her desire for him as he played. Her hips bucked, urging him inside a little further. He gave her just the tip, slid it in, out, in again, her desperate little hands tried to pull him closer, deeper and right where she wanted him. "Ah, ah, ah, little one." He chided as her whimpers filled the room. "Daddy, oh come on, please!" she whined. Her little hands groped for some form of leverage. He took them gently, kissed each wrist, and guided them above her head.

He watched her. Eyes never leaving hers as he slowly gave her what she had been begging for. Her eyes widened as he did so, her body welcoming him in. Their moans mixed deliciously as he thrust into her for the first time. Nothing could have prepared her for this. He was so big and she was just so tight. Definitely not used to all he had to offer. She could feel herself slowly stretching out around him. His thickness almost too much for her tiny frame. She whimpered and pulled him deeper until they were clinging to each other, all thoughts lost in the perfect rhythm they created together.

Months of waiting unleashed in one perfect symphony of desire and need to please. His hand found her throat, applying just enough pressure. "God yes! Please, harder," her pleas barely audible between gasps and moans as her air supply disappeared. She felt herself teetering on the edge of bliss and pulled him in as deep as she could. She came unbelievably hard. All over his cock, feeling herself throb around him as sweet release washed over her and air flooded back into her lungs. She shuddered against him, pulling in deep gulps of air. No thoughts other than how she much she wanted more. Wanted him, again and again and again.

The One Where The Moot Visited.

Chapter 1:

Our story begins in a cute green bathroom where an extremely nervous little princess was getting ready.

She picked out her favorite black sundress and a pair of fishnets that were just begging to be ripped to shreds. Slipped on a pair of her favorite silky black panties, then decided they would be more useful in her backpack.

As she drove over, she was practically shaking with anticipation, mind racing, and a little puddle forming between her legs. She walked through the lobby, feeling the cool air touch places it didn't normally reach and became very aware of all the eyes on her as she made her way to the elevator.

Up to room 304, she went, getting more and more eager by the second. Then He opened the door. All words left her brain as she stared up at the extremely tall man before her. Walking in, dropping her backpack on the floor, and handing over his birthday present was all she could think to do. He gently took the bag with the biggest hands she had ever seen and set it aside as she begged her distracted brain to produce words. She may have gotten out a "Hi, how are you?" Before he picked her up, and she melted into their first kiss.

Soft and exploring, he kissed her. Her grip tightened as his hands slid under her dress to find nothing but fishnets and a warm wet need for him. They kissed like that for a bit while they learned a little more about each other, hands groping, fingers playing until she was grinding against him as they kissed, begging for just a little more.

He laid her down on the bed and hovered over her, kissing her lips, neck, and shoulders before pulling down her straps to reveal the perfection underneath. He let out a moan as he eagerly put them into his mouth, one at a time, taking it slow and making her squirm underneath him.

She tried to grab onto him, undress him, anything to get closer, until he chuckled and pinned both wrists above her head. Holding them above her head in one hand, he soaked his other fingers before sliding them between her legs. The whimper that escaped her made her need all too clear, yet he had the audacity to ask, "Do you want it, babygirl?" She nodded. "Say it." He commanded, in a voice that left no room for argument. She squirmed and struggled against the shy little girl inside who still couldn't believe this was all happening.

He got up and stood over her, watching her try to force the words out. " I want..." she mumbled. "What was that princess?" He teased. "I want you to make me cum Daddy. Please." She felt her face flush crimson at the words, but was greatly rewarded as he opened her legs. Kissing her thighs and ever so slowing ripping open her fishnets, bit by bit. She let out a blissful sigh as his warm wet mouth finally gave her what she had been craving.

#the one where the moot visited #story time #chapter 3 #hope you like it

[callingallfineapples]

This is your sign to send me books and lingerie.

#throne of glass please #adding to my wishlist #as we speak

[callingallfineapples]

If the sex doesn't feel like rolling a Nat 20, I don't want it.

[callingallfineapples]

Begging my DM to let me put this in my inventory.

[callingallfineapples]

This is your sign to send me books and lingerie.

#callingallfineapples #silly little text post #dead ass serious about the books tho

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Come get high in the bathtub with me.

[callingallfineapples]

Yeah, you may be hot, but will you play MarioKart in my blanket fort with me?

#the real questions #mine #callingallfineapples

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Fuck being an adult, honestly.

[callingallfineapples]

Learning how someone kisses for the first time is such an intimate experience.

#in a makeout with me #kinda moooooood #there isn't much that tops that feeling

[callingallfineapples]

Getting to Know the Neighbor

I'd been seeing you around for a while now. Noticing the looks and the way you say my name whenever we speak. Always kind but was that it? Can't lie, I kinda wanted to find out. So that morning when I headed out to the pool I may have been hoping you'd be out there, working on something as usual. Guess it was my lucky day because you looked up as soon as I shut my front door. My breath caught for a second and I chided myself for being so ridiculous.

Steeling myself, I walked over, just to say hi of course, when a little idea crept into my head. "Hey stranger, what did you break today?" I asked, in my brattiest voice possible. "Aren't you just so funny," you replied, "Heading to the pool?" Your eyes giving me a slow once over. My bikini poked out beneath my not so modest sundress. "Uh yeah," I mumbled, trying not to squirm under your gaze. "I was hoping to borrow some sunscreen." You glanced up at the partly cloudy sky and gave me a knowing look. "Sure, I've got some inside," you finally said after an agonizingly long pause.

I followed you in and shut the door behind us. Standing there, watching you wash your hands in the kitchen sink, I distractedly tried to think of something witty to say. That's when I set my bag on the counter a little too forcefully. A metallic clunk rang though your kitchen. I don't think I'll ever forget the smirk on your face as my sunscreen rolled out of my bag and fell onto your kitchen floor.

Your eyes met mine as you walked over, slowly drying your hands. Never once breaking eye contact until you bent down to pick my bottle up off the floor. I blushed furiously and stared my feet, unable to meet your eyes. "Wasn't it sunscreen you said you needed from me?" You asked with a condescending chuckle. I felt my face grow even more red as you reached around me and set your towel and my spray bottle back on the counter. Leaning close you gently lifted my chin, "Or was there something else you needed from me?" I tried to look away but your grip tightened on my chin. "Was there?" You repeated, your grip and tone of voice making my knees a little weak. Not trusting myself to speak, I put my arms around your neck and you lifted me up onto the counter.

The kiss that followed made me happy I was seated. I pushed back to catch my breath and wrapped my legs around you, pulling you in as close as possible. Your hands made their way up the back of my neck and into my hair, pulling my head back as your teeth found the soft skin of my neck. I moaned and leaned into you, my hands pulling at your shirt and slipping underneath. Dragging my nails across your skin I heard a little groan escape that made me need more. No more waiting.

I went to rip at your shirt when you caught my wrist. I glared at you and went for it with my other hand. You snatched that one up too. "Not yet," you growled at me, pinning my hands behind my back and scooting me to the very edge of the counter. Keeping hold of my wrists in one hand you moved the other under my dress. I twitched, opening my legs wider and inviting you in.

You were being cruel. I know you felt how badly I wanted you and you were touching me everywhere. Except where I needed it most. I tried to rip one of my hands from your grip and move your hand there myself. You took the opportunity to remind me who was stronger.

Before I knew it I was off the counter and bent over it, dress on the floor. My bathing suit had been yanked down around my ankles and my head pressed against the kitchen counter. One final squirm illicited a smack so loud it made my ears rings. Fire spread across my cheek and I let out a whimper. "I don't appreciate the impatience." Your stern, almost too calm voice said in my ear. Another smack and an even louder whimper followed. "You will get what you want when I decide you deserve it." You said in between another smack or two. My head was getting fuzzy but I was feeling brave. Brave enough to attempt a rude reply. The look on your face was pure amusement as you reached over for that forgotten towel and shoved it into my mouth. I stupidly tried to bite down on your hand. "Oooh, wrong move babygirl," you growled around a deep laugh. Your grip on my hair tightened as you pressed my head harder into the counter. I lost count of the relentless slaps. My ass stung so viciously I thought I might cry.

Until, once again, I felt myself being lifted onto the counter. The cool surface was such a relief on my burning skin. I didn't move a muscle as the warm wetness of your mouth made me almost forget the pain and began to mix with it deliciously. Before long I couldn't stand it anymore. I started to grind into your face before I even realized what I was doing. I looked down at you, worried I would be in trouble. You smiled up at me and soon enough, moans loudly escaped as you pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I was so wet your fingers slid right in and I bucked against them. Needing more than fingers but greedily taking what I could get.

"Please," I gasped as your fingers worked magic between my legs. "Please what?" You responded, slowing your fingers and forcing out a frustrated whine. "Please, fuck me. I need it." I begged between heavy breaths. "Oooh? I thought you needed sunscreen," you replied watching me lose my mind a little bit. "Pleeeease!" I whined, close to tears. "Look! I'm sorry okay! I just...I need you." You laughed and picked me up, your voice slipping from that gruff tone, "I guess it's alright since I don't have any sunscreen anyway." I pressed my head into your chest and sighed as you carried me to your bed.

Truly great neighbors are impossible to forget.

[callingallfineapples]

Learning how someone kisses for the first time is such an intimate experience.

[callingallfineapples]

I hate making it all the way to the kitchen before realizing I’m the only snack in the house.

#callingallfineapples #text post #send me snacks

[callingallfineapples]

For all my sweet followers that seem to forget:

Your past is not all that you are.

#you can do it #positive vibes babes #one day at a time

[callingallfineapples]

The women I follow are so incredibly gorgeous that sometimes I swear I can feel my brain dripping outta my head. 

#is it just me? #because MY GOD #I CANNOT HANDLE THEM #what brain? #you melted it #thanks a lot babes #REALLY THO THANK YOU