‘For Edward’s birthday, I’d love to tie Edward to the Jackdaw’s mast, slowly cut and tear his dirty assassin robes off and then very slowly lick his giant cock, play with his foreskin and hairy balls. The edging session would take a long time, and when Edward gets close to orgasm, I’ll suck him off, his thick cum filling my throat. Then I’d caress his sweaty tattooed muscles and kiss his scruffy beard. Happy Birthday, my beloved pirate!’
confession [@filifuck]
‘Tell me what you want but for me Ubba has a breeding kink, or in any case he loves making love with his beloved with the intention of getting her pregnant. I can already imagine his happiness when you give him permission to cum inside you, fill you with his seed. I imagine this giant with a heart of gold leaning exhausted but happy, his forehead on yours and then kissing you and telling you how much he loves you and how much you are the woman of his life, but above all that he can’t wait to see you become the mother of your little drengr.’
‘I know im late, but Haytham’s voice is just *chefs kiss*. I mean, he is very handsome of course, but imagine him having you on the bed, your back to his chest and him whispering flith to you, while he puts his hand around your neck and rubs his thick cock between your folds also touching your clit to get you ready.
He would say something like: “ You get so wet for me”, “Your hot cunt will take me so good” …
And after he makes you orgasm , he will make you seat at the edge of the bed, he stands on the floor and you take his hot cock in your mouth licking off your juices while he cradles your cheek and tells you how good you are, then you swallow him and gag to make him finish on your mouth.’
‘I want Shay to squirt his Irish cream all over my face.’
‘After months of lockdown, I’d love nothing more than to have Evie Frye here with me. I’d fuck her so hard that she can’t walk for a week. This lockdown would be so much easier if I get to cum on Evie’s pretty face every day.’
Confession [@gravester22]
‘I love watching Jacob cum but I don’t watch his face. I watch his cock. Yes, I’ll never get tired of the gorgeous expressions in his face and how his body feels: His eyes squeezed shut, mouth agape, a crimson tinge on his cheeks; his neck thrown back as those sexy, raspy sounds come out of that throat; his trembling thighs, his entire body taut and muscles quivering uncontrollably from the pleasure. I can masturbate to that imagery and cum without a problem. But seeing his hard cock pulsate as thick white ropes of hot cum gush out from the slit of that swollen head? God, yes, I want that.’
I want to suck Bayek’s brown and large cock to hear him saying dirty things in his native language while he is cumming.
As I’m having heavy drinks, all I want is that Jacob bursts in through my front door, flushed with a couple of drinks on himself too and roughly takes me to my room where he will strip naked and tear up my clothes, savagely kissing my body, licking and sucking on me until he makes me come screaming his name. Then he can play with me all he wants until he finishes inside of me and passes out by my side with a smile on his flustered face and I kiss him goodnight, both of us drunk but happy.
Confession by @llljacobfrye4lifelll
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I may prefer a dominant Jacob who loves to overwhelm and reduce me to a panting mess, but interestingly enough I find that when I masturbate thinking about him, the one image that sets me off the quickest is myself being on top and riding him to oblivion. I imagine riding him so hard he’d actually beg for me to slow down a little. But no, of course I wouldn’t do that. I’d fuck him harder and faster until I come. He’d try to sit up, to gain some semblance of control, but I wouldn’t let him. Whenever he’d jerk upwards, I’d place my hands on his chest and push him forcibly downwards. “Don’t move. You’re my fuck toy for the night,” I’d hiss at him. He’d moan out loud, unused to hearing unbridled filth from me. “Yes, I’m your fuck toy,” he’d whine in between gasps. I then notice how pretty his mouth is and I’d hop off from his cock, ignoring his protests.
“As much I love hearing that voice, sometimes you talk too much, Jacob,” I’d scold him. I’d then crawl my way towards his face and sit up, positioning my pussy on his mouth. I’d look down at him, smile at how utterly needy he looks. I’d lower myself until I feel his mouth pressing hard on my wet and well-fucked flesh. “Do what your mouth is made to do,” I’d growl.
I’d fuck his mouth and tongue, but not nearly as hard as I rode his dick; a part of me would hold back because I’d worry about crushing him. He’d notice this and would grab my butt and thighs, pulling me harder against his face. I’d look down at him and see him watching me closely; seeing him all flushed and sweaty while pleasuring me with his mouth would make me come so hard I’d throw all caution out the window and ride that handsome face wildly until I’m spent.
I’d roll over and collapse beside him, panting heavily. I’d reach for his cock, intent on returning the favour when I realise, from the long streams of cum on his abdomen, that he’d already climaxed as well. “How….?” I’d ask, puzzled because I knew both of his hands were on me the whole time.
He’d grin widely, clearly proud that he was able to come spontaneously like a teenager. “I love it when you take control.”
‘For Connor’s birthday, I’d let him do anything he wanted to me, or have me do anything to him. He chose to have me give him a relaxing massage, then finish off by giving him a blowjob. He came with a scream, then after cleaning up, we snuggled together.’
Confession [@estel619]
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