‘I masturbated to the image of Shay Cormac eating me out. His hands held my thighs as his tongue worked its magic. I reached an orgasm, moaning his name loudly. I expect a good night’s sleep and sweet dreams to follow. I regret nothing. I am UNASHAYMED.’
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Lately, I’ve been fantasizing about Maxwell Roth. I’m not sure whether I want to have that nice and loving sex where he’ll nip my neck and collar bone with my back arched under him, or that rough and chaotic fucking where I allow his insanity to escape onto my body right on the damn stage of his famous theatre. My arms pinned above my head underneath him, maybe they’re tied with rope where it can rub against my wrists and he can lick my wounds later with a wild grin.
‘Since the 5th of Feb. is my birthday and I never celebrate it anyway. I think Crawford, Haytham, Shay, Jacob, Pitcairn, Hickey, Johnson and Charles would do a wonderful job at surprising me on my birthday. Beginning with breakfast in bed, a nice massage? just a long day to spend with these sexy bastards. With as highlight of my day? The real present!! Hot, steamy, kinky (and loving) sex with each and every one of these men. It would be a birthday never to forget and I’d happily give up my ability to walk for the next few days (if not longer).’
Buon compleanno! May your special day be filled with gifts and love and these sexy men ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘I would love to be sandwiched in between Lucifer Morningstar and Jacob Frye after I watch them pleasure each other. Lucifer can take the rear, Jacob can fill me with his babies. 😈’
Confession [@jezsiema]
‘I want Shay Cormac to finger me beneath the table whilst I sit beside him at his Templar inauguration, trying not to moan. We all have food then and I suck two fingers into my mouth, pretending to be cleaning them off, but Shay is ridiculously aroused by it and we end up having rougher sex than usual as soon as the inauguration is over.’
So, I’ve been checking British Filth too, and I just listened to the audio called Confession. I naturally imagined all the scene with Edward and…oh God I need a cold shower. I’m still blushing furiously. Thinking about him pinning me down with a hand on my throat to keep me in position while he eats me out is just too damn much.
Confession by @theallblue
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I don’t normally like men with facial hair but Jacob. Oh, Jacob. How I want to feel your beard all over my skin preferably against my neck when you leave hickeys and most especially my inner thighs when you eat me out.
‘I was the ‘budding photographer’ who confessed about wanting to take nudes of Evie. In my fantasy now, she’s more forward and likes us to experiment. She asks me to take a picture of her naked, bound and blindfolded. It takes all of my willpower to keep taking pictures of her when all I want to do is to fuck her right then.’
‘I’m a sucker for the feeling of someone’s hair when its just been cut/shaved, so I would love to run my fingers over Crawford Starrick’s freshly shaved hair on the back of his head. He’d notice my little obsession and he’d lap it up, practically purring as I massage his scalp. He’d pull me in to kiss him and my hands would travel up to the longer strands on the top and pull them, making him moan as he kissed me. He’d take me to bed and show me how much he enjoyed my little obsession.’
Confession [@castielsangel-x]
Want to grip onto Shay’s shoulders and ride him, whilst he sits in a chair gripping onto my hips and slowly lifting me and down onto his thick, slick cock.