#voyerurism
Tw: somno, cnc
Sometimes when I leave my window open at night I think about someone watching me, someone taking pictures of me when I slip back in from out of the shower, staring quietly right there in front of me but I can’t see him, my room being so bright and the outside being so dark. I like to think he listens to me get off, to the blankets shifting and how I whine and gasp imagining how I’d react to someone’s hands that aren’t my own. Hands down his own pants as I send myself over the edge. He’d know I take something to help me sleep, he’d test how far he can go, from making smaller noises to whispering the things he’d do to me, pushing my window open more, climbing inside to look at all the stuff in my room, to look at me. I like to think about him pulling the blankets off me slowly, watching intently for the slightest shift, any warning that I’m waking up but I never do. He’d slide his hands up my thighs, pushing them apart as delicately as he can when I press them together in subconscious reaction to the heat growing between my legs. Some nights he’d stop there, hands wandering my body, watching me squirm and whine for more. It’d take him a while to confirm what he always knew, I’m a hopeless slut. Other nights he’d touch me, he’d push my boxers down and my tee shirt up, gathering fabric up around my chin that barely muffle the needly noises I make in my sleep. Eventually it won’t be enough to just touch and and touch himself, the pictures he has aren’t doing it anymore, I’m not wrecked enough, he needs to wreck me more. He doesn’t care if I wake up anymore, he’s trained me so well, he knows I want it. When I do wake up I’m too far gone to do anything other then beg for more of his cock, other then weakly gasp and moan as he tells me how much of a whore I am for him, how pretty I look, as he instructs me to hold my pose and my tired mind keeps pulling my eyes closed again, the sleep that has yet to leave me making everything feel fuzzy and warm, so much so that if it weren’t for the cum leaking out of me when I wake up again in the morning I wouldn’t know if it was a dream or not.
Posting about my fantasies isn’t an excuse for you freaks to do or say weird creepy shit, this is me time I don’t give a fuck about the fucked up shit you wanna do.
I wanna wear a cute skirt with nothing underneath and have someone come in me before we go out. I want him to laugh as I squirm around in my seat, trying to keep his cum from leaking out of me and failing, walking around with it dripping down my legs, I want to know everyone’s is seeing it, everyone knows that I’m a whore. I want him to fuck me in the bathroom so he can come back out and parade me around, all fucked out and stupid, hair a mess and face all red, even more cum trailing down my shaking legs. I want a brave stranger to ask him if he can fuck me. I want to be whored out to unknown men too lost in pleasure to be embarrassed or ashamed.
did u know ur foot contains 26 bones, 33 joints, more than 100 tendons, muscles & ligaments, and 250,000 sweat glands?
Damn ❤️
Peep that box
Mom of 4 with the thick whooty …you hard?
In feste Korseletts gezwängt und ungeniert begafft von einem Ehepaar. Natürlich werden sie auch noch in beschämendster Art betastet, denn, vor allem der Mann, will schon wissen wofür er sein Geld ausgibt und ob seine Frau im neuen Korselett auch wirklich, zu seinem Vergnügen, fest verpackt wird.
Jederzeit mussten sich diese Mannequins vor den lüsternen Männern präsentieren. Mussten es ertragen wie zittrige Männerhände ihre Körper befühlten, mussten noch engere Mieder anziehen, wenn es der Kunde verlangte. Wenn sie ihren Job behalten wollten, mussten sie es mit einem Lächeln hinnehmen, wenn der Mann mit groben Griffen die Festigkeit der Brüste befühlte und ihre Taillen umfasste, um die, durch die Korsettstangen erzwungene Steifigkeit zu prüfen. Natürlich erkannten sie die Erregung des Mannes, sahen auch die Auswölbung in seiner Hose, aber der Kunde war damals wirklich noch König.
Die zukünftige Trägerin dieser Mieder, die Frau des Mannes, hatte dabei aber nichts mitzureden…
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Pre-game before hitting the town this past weekend
Flip flop dangling
Getting a cup of coffee sporting my flip flops ☕️
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Watering some beautiful flowers
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Speak no evil
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First touch of the day
Very close to your face too close?
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Sleepy foot peeking out of the covers
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My morning toes close up
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Toes up soles up
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Off to work I go Will I be catching you take a peek at my feet today?
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Here is a look at my new lavender toes
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It has been all about the soles lately
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Thank you, Craig, for the tip! Your color request is not something I would have chosen, but I’m loving it! Leave a tip with your own color request. Tell me what you want to see!
Legs up for a little tanning on my soles
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Spring has sprung
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I just ❤️ sandal and flip flop season
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