Oral Servitude 3

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Been a bit since I’ve come around and I can’t help but notice that ( with few exceptions ) there’s an over abundance of cock gifs in here. Not terribly surprised, but none the less, a lack of disparity leads to stagnation and we can’t have that now.
Can we :rose:
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Love you more

It’s been a while, but I’m still the same. My attitude remains the same. I don’t think I ever gave it a second thought honestly, came as naturally as anything else, and I certainly never second guessed what I am for doing it. Hell, it’s only ever reaffirmed what I already knew.

The way she feels, inside and out. How she starts slow and gains momentum with me. From sighs to moans, small pants to sharp gasps, and slow movements to tense thrusts. That one of a kind taste that I’ve been looking for, and always always how beautiful she looks before and after, altered states of emotion and satisfaction stirred up by the tip of my tongue, my lips, my breath, my teeth. Our sincerity mixed together and transferred with a kiss. It always makes me smile when she begs for something more. To move on because she can’t wait, to switch, to not make her cum like this. Thing is, I know what she wants. I’m going to give it to her too, but it makes me smile nonetheless, because she thinks she still has to choose. That she still c a n choose. Truth is, she chose the second she reponded, when she laid down, when she spread her legs, when she recognized it, when I took what was mine. And all that begging just makes me want it more and more all the time.
 
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Been a bit since I’ve come around and I can’t help but notice that ( with few exceptions ) there’s an over abundance of cock gifs in here. Not terribly surprised, but none the less, a lack of disparity leads to stagnation and we can’t have that now.
Can we :rose:
https://78.media.tumblr.com/d52162ccd72633c253fe74525edf8835/tumblr_o600d5lWjT1rkdhugo1_500.gif

Hers 1

Hers 2

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Hers 5

Hers 6

https://78.media.tumblr.com/1a1106d85a54b25c2f2104783b170426/tumblr_p0vj26NYrx1wcyxuao1_500.gif

His 1

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I love the cock.
His.
3, 4, 6.
:heart:
 
It’s been a while, but I’m still the same. My attitude remains the same. I don’t think I ever gave it a second thought honestly, came as naturally as anything else, and I certainly never second guessed what I am for doing it. Hell, it’s only ever reaffirmed what I already knew.

The way she feels, inside and out. How she starts slow and gains momentum with me. From sighs to moans, small pants to sharp gasps, and slow movements to tense thrusts. That one of a kind taste that I’ve been looking for, and always always how beautiful she looks before and after, altered states of emotion and satisfaction stirred up by the tip of my tongue, my lips, my breath, my teeth. Our sincerity mixed together and transferred with a kiss. It always makes me smile when she begs for something more. To move on because she can’t wait, to switch, to not make her cum like this. Thing is, I know what she wants. I’m going to give it to her too, but it makes me smile nonetheless, because she thinks she still has to choose. That she still c a n choose. Truth is, she chose the second she reponded, when she laid down, when she spread her legs, when she recognized it, when I took what was mine. And all that begging just makes me want it more and more all the time.

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Omg.
Welcome back. Here, I mean.

I love you.
 
Been a bit since I’ve come around and I can’t help but notice that ( with few exceptions ) there’s an over abundance of cock gifs in here. Not terribly surprised, but none the less, a lack of disparity leads to stagnation and we can’t have that now.
Can we :rose:
https://78.media.tumblr.com/d52162ccd72633c253fe74525edf8835/tumblr_o600d5lWjT1rkdhugo1_500.gif

Hers 1

Hers 2

Hers 3

Hers 4

Hers 5

Hers 6

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He's back!!
Good to see ya, Necro!!
 
Welcome back, Nec....

It’s been a while, but I’m still the same. My attitude remains the same. I don’t think I ever gave it a second thought honestly, came as naturally as anything else, and I certainly never second guessed what I am for doing it. Hell, it’s only ever reaffirmed what I already knew.

The way she feels, inside and out. How she starts slow and gains momentum with me. From sighs to moans, small pants to sharp gasps, and slow movements to tense thrusts. That one of a kind taste that I’ve been looking for, and always always how beautiful she looks before and after, altered states of emotion and satisfaction stirred up by the tip of my tongue, my lips, my breath, my teeth. Our sincerity mixed together and transferred with a kiss. It always makes me smile when she begs for something more. To move on because she can’t wait, to switch, to not make her cum like this. Thing is, I know what she wants. I’m going to give it to her too, but it makes me smile nonetheless, because she thinks she still has to choose. That she still c a n choose. Truth is, she chose the second she reponded, when she laid down, when she spread her legs, when she recognized it, when I took what was mine. And all that begging just makes me want it more and more all the time.


Love your pics, so erotic!
 
It’s been a while, but I’m still the same. My attitude remains the same. I don’t think I ever gave it a second thought honestly, came as naturally as anything else, and I certainly never second guessed what I am for doing it. Hell, it’s only ever reaffirmed what I already knew.

The way she feels, inside and out. How she starts slow and gains momentum with me. From sighs to moans, small pants to sharp gasps, and slow movements to tense thrusts. That one of a kind taste that I’ve been looking for, and always always how beautiful she looks before and after, altered states of emotion and satisfaction stirred up by the tip of my tongue, my lips, my breath, my teeth. Our sincerity mixed together and transferred with a kiss. It always makes me smile when she begs for something more. To move on because she can’t wait, to switch, to not make her cum like this. Thing is, I know what she wants. I’m going to give it to her too, but it makes me smile nonetheless, because she thinks she still has to choose. That she still c a n choose. Truth is, she chose the second she reponded, when she laid down, when she spread her legs, when she recognized it, when I took what was mine. And all that begging just makes me want it more and more all the time.

That is a gorgeous bit of writing there, Necro.
 
It’s been a while, but I’m still the same. My attitude remains the same. I don’t think I ever gave it a second thought honestly, came as naturally as anything else, and I certainly never second guessed what I am for doing it. Hell, it’s only ever reaffirmed what I already knew.

The way she feels, inside and out. How she starts slow and gains momentum with me. From sighs to moans, small pants to sharp gasps, and slow movements to tense thrusts. That one of a kind taste that I’ve been looking for, and always always how beautiful she looks before and after, altered states of emotion and satisfaction stirred up by the tip of my tongue, my lips, my breath, my teeth. Our sincerity mixed together and transferred with a kiss. It always makes me smile when she begs for something more. To move on because she can’t wait, to switch, to not make her cum like this. Thing is, I know what she wants. I’m going to give it to her too, but it makes me smile nonetheless, because she thinks she still has to choose. That she still c a n choose. Truth is, she chose the second she reponded, when she laid down, when she spread her legs, when she recognized it, when I took what was mine. And all that begging just makes me want it more and more all the time.

That's beautiful, Necro. Almost poetic, really. It's wonderful when things between people just "work" and feel seamless. I wish you both happiness.
 
That's beautiful, Necro. Almost poetic, really. It's wonderful when things between people just "work" and feel seamless. I wish you both happiness.

I’m glad you’re back.
Yes. It’s so good.
 
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It's kind of like an evolutionary progression diagram ;)
You and your science-y...input. :D

Been a bit since I’ve come around and I can’t help but notice that ( with few exceptions ) there’s an over abundance of cock gifs in here. Not terribly surprised, but none the less, a lack of disparity leads to stagnation and we can’t have that now.
Can we :rose:

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Glad we can't have that. :)

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I love the cock.
His.
3, 4, 6.
Thanks for the pointers. :)

It’s been a while, but I’m still the same. My attitude remains the same. I don’t think I ever gave it a second thought honestly, came as naturally as anything else, and I certainly never second guessed what I am for doing it. Hell, it’s only ever reaffirmed what I already knew.

The way she feels, inside and out. How she starts slow and gains momentum with me. From sighs to moans, small pants to sharp gasps, and slow movements to tense thrusts. That one of a kind taste that I’ve been looking for, and always always how beautiful she looks before and after, altered states of emotion and satisfaction stirred up by the tip of my tongue, my lips, my breath, my teeth. Our sincerity mixed together and transferred with a kiss. It always makes me smile when she begs for something more. To move on because she can’t wait, to switch, to not make her cum like this. Thing is, I know what she wants. I’m going to give it to her too, but it makes me smile nonetheless, because she thinks she still has to choose. That she still c a n choose. Truth is, she chose the second she reponded, when she laid down, when she spread her legs, when she recognized it, when I took what was mine. And all that begging just makes me want it more and more all the time.
That's all kinds of lovely erotica. Truly.

I don't get to do this nearly as much as I want to. :(

That's just hot. Damn.

This, flat out, fucking did it for me. Appreciated. ;)
 
Just wanted to share a little and promote more conversation in here. The gifs and pics are great, but words and that personal touch are what make these threads worth starting, worth sticking with, and worth continuing once they fill up. Words are what drew us here in the first place, they are what make this place different from any other random porn site, so don’t forget to use them. We are just as much cerebral creatures, as we are carnal ones.

We’ve got enough visual threads to go around, but we’re here ( and we keep coming back here ) because reciprocation isn’t enough. We need more. It means something different to everyone, and we express it in our own perfect way. This isn’t the blowjob thread. Servitude. We know the difference between sex and worship boys and girls, don’t forget to discuss :rose:
 
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