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mrs-provacateur · 2 days
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Balcony sex?
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milkteabinniechan · 1 month
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chai latte
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MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY | ☕ / m. list
pairing: bf! Chan x afab reader
warnings: exhibitionism, fingering (f. receiving), slight public degradation
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You sipped your chai latte and watched the people passing by the coffee shop window. Chan had just left the studio, excitement building in your stomach. Small sips. One. Two. Three. Any minute now he would walk through the door.
A bell dings.
That's the last thing you remember. A bell dings. And now your skin was on fire. You were trying to focus on your facial expressions. Could people tell? Could they see? Chan's hand was under. Under the table. Under your skirt. His head was tilted in toward your neck. Whispers.
"Channie..." You gasped
His fingers moved in rhythm with your breaths. Index and middle finger flicking, stroking. He loved to slide along your swollen lips, slipping in and out of your slit. So slick. Your thighs squeezed together.
"Look at you," Chan growled, "In public? In front of all these people?".
Chan masterfully used his other hand to grip your leg and pull it out, exposing yourself more underneath the table. Your hips squirmed and thrusted into his long fingers. Your hands holding on desperately to the seat of your chair.
You let out a small whimper. Your chest heaved forward and bumped the table slightly. Someone looked up from their laptop to see the cause of the clamor. The two of you made eye contact for a moment, you smiled innocently, Chan never breaking eye contact with your flushed face. To him, there was no one else in the room.
"You're going to get us kicked out of here, bunny." He teased. His warm breath coated your neck. You wanted to moan fuck me channie...! Before remember where you were, instead you turned your head to face him and simply said,
"You're evil." With your most needy face. Eyes wide and glossy. Your breathing had quickened now, speeding toward your orgasm. Chan pushed his index and middle finger deeper inside of you, hitting the soft spot you so despairingly needed to be hit. In and out. In and out.
"Come for me, bunny." Chan voiced deepened. The seriousness of his demand almost too much in your weakened state.
You bucked your hips in release. The immense pleasure hitting every nerve ending like perfectly timed fireworks. Your knees hit the table, toppling over your chai latte. Tea and milk spreading across the table top. You looked at Chan, frozen.
"I guess we made a mess."
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nobelisha · 9 months
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tie me up. put nipple clamps on my tits and shove a vibrator or two in me. slide a dildo in my ass while you’re at it. invite your friends over. and while we’re waiting for them, edge me over and over again until im begging for release. when your friends get there, throw me in a closet and play with the vibrators controls, forcing me to conceal my moans and whimpers unless i want to be discovered.
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ecstasysemen · 2 months
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traditional doodle of some exhibitionism shenanigans ....
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sugarfeetluv2 · 10 months
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milkyhoneybee · 2 months
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Thinking about a domme inducing my lactation and training my let down reflex to the sound of a cow mooing, making it so my tits just start leaking and spraying when I hear that lowing.
And then when we go out to a restaurant with a bunch of our friends, she makes me dress in a light coloured tight top, no bra, telling me it's just our friends and obviously I won't get turned on so they won't notice my nipples.
What I don't realise is that she's set her phone's alarm tone to a cow mooing and set a countdown once we arrive.
I'm in the middle of telling a story when it goes off, the familiar sound short circuiting my brain for a moment while everyone is staring at me, and then I watch everyone's eyes drift down as my top starts getting soaked.
I'm blushing and my hands start to come up to cover the spreading wet patches, but my domme grabs one of them and holds it on the arm of my chair, and tells me to finish my story. Everyone's watching and listening. I stumble on my words, attention torn between the throbbing and endorphin rush coming from my tits and the wet shift of the fabric over my nipples with each breath or movement, and my nipples are so fucking hard.
When the cow alarm goes off again right before I finish garbling out the story, I can't help but moo too and squeeze my elbows behind my tits, milk spraying out heavily through the already soaked fabric as the letdown hits fully.
My domme gives me her coat when we leave to cover up the massive milk stains on my top, but doesn't mention the very visible wet spot between my legs and down my thighs that people can easily see as we walk out.
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yourkinkygothgf · 21 days
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Who wants to get their dick covered in blood? (Yes, I’m on my period)
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ecstasysemen · 4 months
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she's not gonna clean up after herself
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sugarfeetluv2 · 10 months
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Hi there
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