‘A fantasy I have is being stuck in the house with Connor during a snowstorm, & him taking me from behind as I watch the blizzard from my window. Talk about a nice distraction! It can snow for days! Imagine if a Homesteader passed by that window…’
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‘I have to admit, when I saw drunk Jacob peeing in the alleyway, I got really turned on.’
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‘Size difference between Solas and Iron Bull made me think about the size of Henry vs Connor. Though Bull/Connor are UNDOUBTEDLY HUGE; they’re thick and wide, and could cum in straight to your womb you’d feel it sloshing inside you, there’s quite something about the small lanky man of few words… lightly muscled, strong yet intense, and we all know Solas and Henry are PACKING in their own ways though they’re shorter, they’re still thicker and juicier 😏’
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‘When Shay goes into his deep voice, I start imagining all the dirty things he’d say to me as we fuck like rabbits on the deck of the Morrigan.’
I sometimes imagine Jacob pinning me up against a wall and fingering me until I cum hard, screaming his name. Knowing my luck, the wall is probably a particularly weak piece of plasterboard, and we’ll both fall through it. But that’s ok. I’ll just rip his clothes off and have him fuck me on the floor. Afterwards we’ll have a bath to clean up. He can fuck me in there as well. Afterwards we’ll snuggle up together, kissing and laughing about our disastrous yet ecstasy inducing love making 😉
Confession by @swiggle-muffin
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Sex in Crawford Starrick’s private train carriage, up against the wall, skirts bunched around my waist as I wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck to hold myself up. He thrusts into to me hard and I grip on for dear life, coaxing him to fuck me harder with dirty words and promises and passionate kisses. He obeys until we are a sweaty, sticky, panting mess, in desperate need of a bath and a change of clothes.
Confession by @castielsangel-x
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My husband and I are invited to a very chic ball. I put on my nicest dress, a bare-necked deep green long 19th century dress. Jacob Frye and I were dancing, and I noticed he couldn’t stop staring at my breasts. ‘Jacob, stop staring!’ I whispered as I felt uncomfortable. He smirked and said: ‘As your husband I can stare at your beautiful boobs, just like last night.’ Suddenly he started whispering dirty words in my ear and I started blushing. ‘Stop it, Jacob!’ I said. ‘What’s wrong love? Can’t you handle the fact you’re horny?’ he asked. The music stopped and Jacob took my hand. He started walking away from the crowd, right towards a door, taking me with him. He opened the door and I saw it was a bedroom.
As we went in, Jacob locked the door and started undressing me. He kissed me and fingered me at the same time, what felt like heaven on Earth. I started undressing him too and I moaned as he entered my body. His big cock moving inside me made me moan for more. ‘Now you can’t resist me, can you love?’ When we both came, I yelled his name because the pleasure was overwhelming me. I now always wear that dress to a ball 😉
Confession by @puck0429
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‘I want to lie on Connor’s bed wearing nothing except for a bed sheet strategically draped over my body, so that when he comes home, I’ll be waiting for him, deliberately spreading my legs open as I say, “Welcome home.”’
