This is for you.

This scene was written specifically for Chronie. I strove to include as much of what lodges his mind in the gutter as I could. However, I am certain that there are many out there who also appreciate a scene of this sort.

I hope this is up to par even though I had no one to write counterpoint to, and I also hope it is enjoyed. I promise to come back To reread and edit when I can type on my laptop again, but simply putting this up with my ipad was a feat in itself.

If this is not the right... Locale for this sort of "gift", please let me know. I can relocate it elsewhere.


~~~~~~~~~~**Cum Slut**~~~~~~~~~~​

​“I wanna be your cumslut.” A purr as she sidles up to him. Reaching for him with one hand, the other she rakes back her flaming red hair, letting the cascades of short red strands fall in their natural disarray. “Please?”

​Her hand slides up his chest, looping around his neck to pull herself close. “I’m hungry. And you smell edible. Deliciously edible. Won’t you feed me? Pretty please?” She sighs as her lips caress his skin. Her breath comes hot as it rushes over him and her teeth captures an earlobe.

​The sting of her teeth is sharp, but brief. It lasts only an instant and the sensation is gone. Having moved on. Down towards what she really wants. Her descent is smooth. A slow paced drop to her knees as her hands trail behind. ​ The intense lust in her cat-like eyes that hold his gaze, along with the impatient swish of her tail all speak volumes of her barely restrained impatience.

​ She wants him. Now.

​She pauses as her full breasts press gently against his prick. A growl of want rumbles deep inside when she feels him twitch. She can feel her meal bubbling, so close, but still oh so far. His manhood springs free from the trappings of her breasts to tap against her chin. It makes her breath catch in her throat. She nuzzles against his groin, letting out a soft moan as her hands cup his balls, knowing so well that her reward will come. Soon.

​With only a kiss at the base of his cock, she slides lower still to capture his sac into the warmth of her mouth. Her tongue zigzagging over sensitive skin. She can feel the muscles in his thighs tense. It makes her smile as she looks up, over the rim of her glasses and past his pulsing need, at him.

​Perhaps that was a bit much. His growl alone says so. He reaches down, both hands gripped tight around her curved horns to pull her face towards his cock.

​“Impatient are we?” She coos. Her mouth is already open. Her tongue flicks across his crown to catch his first drop of pre, a pearl of white adorning the tip, before he stuffs her mouth with his cock. Each thrust of his hips pushes well into her throat as he holds her head by the horns just so. Fucking her face with at a desperate pace.

​it's been too long since she's had a nice hard cock in her mouth...

​He wants this just as much as she.

​She breaks his rhythm mid thrust. Holding her place with her nose pressed to his pubes and his prick lodged in her throat. She holds herself there for a long moment before she pulls free with a juicy pop. The string of saliva that is precariously strung from his prick to her lower lip sways with every heave for air she draws.

​“This is what you really want isn’t it.” Her hands lift her breasts, the soft flesh spilling over her small hands. Soft flesh encases hard steel, and his cock disappears into the globes of her breasts. Her tongue is waiting when his crown peeks through the valley, swirling, dancing across the tip before it vanishes again. His breath hastens. Each stroke testing the limits of his will as his body tenses, and draws so much closer to the release he so desperately needs. Like a coiled spring ready to snap. She can smell the cum in his balls. The proximity makes her growl.

​“I’m your little cum slut aren’t I?” His cock twitches at her husky words. “So cum for me. Cum all over me.”

​Her words are a catalyst. He loses eye contact as his eyes roll back. A strangled cry, accompanies the arc of his seed that erupts over her, streaking over her face. Strings of his cum paint her face and glasses. Crisscrosses of his sticky tribute strung together to dribble off her chin and splatter onto her breasts. A stray strand of red hair, now sticky and limp, dips, dotting her cheek with the slightest mark of cum.

​He empties himself upon her. White pearls on sun kissed skin. The last few spurts, weakly splash onto her decolletage before puddling into the valley of her generous breasts. Spent.

​His dirty little cum slut.

She licks her lips with a satisfied smile, tasting the sticky, messy reward splashed over her. “Thank you for the meal~!”
 
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I am re-posting my first post with a few clarifications.

:rose:

:rose:This is for you. :rose:


Sometimes on my travels I find a picture or an object and think, "Mmmm this has _______written all over it."

I worry about entering a thread uninvited to drop it off or sending it via an unsolicited PM.

In some cases the person doesn’t even have their own lounge thread to leave it in.

Hence this thread….

This is an open thread so please feel free to make use of it too.


All forms of expression are welcome, pictures, words, poetry whatever your creative minds can come up with.



Please respect the Lit picture posting rules so that we do not get shut down.



Thank you.

:rose:


 
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This scene was written specifically for Chronie. I strove to include as much of what lodges his mind in the gutter as I could. However, I am certain that there are many out there who also appreciate a scene of this sort.

I hope this is up to par even though I had no one to write counterpoint to, and I also hope it is enjoyed. I promise to come back To reread and edit when I can type on my laptop again, but simply putting this up with my ipad was a feat in itself.

If this is not the right... Locale for this sort of "gift", please let me know. I can relocate it elsewhere.


This is the perfect place .Welcome. I am honoured that you shared it here. :rose:

I am sure C.T. will adore it :)

I love the idea of incorporating written scenes as gifts. :heart:

P.S. I know what you mean about the i-pad I am still getting used to mine and only write when I have to...I am getting better at it finally.
 
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This scene was written specifically for Chronie. I strove to include as much of what lodges his mind in the gutter as I could. However, I am certain that there are many out there who also appreciate a scene of this sort.

I hope this is up to par even though I had no one to write counterpoint to, and I also hope it is enjoyed. I promise to come back To reread and edit when I can type on my laptop again, but simply putting this up with my ipad was a feat in itself.


She licks her lips with a satisfied smile, tasting the sticky, messy reward splashed over her. “Thank you for the meal~!”

*groaning with deep seated lust. The Gutter my mind lives in frothing and in danger of spilling over.*

Don't mention it. Truly it was my pleasure. Absolutely My Pleasure.

Damn but that was good.
 
*groaning with deep seated lust. The Gutter my mind lives in frothing and in danger of spilling over.*

Don't mention it. Truly it was my pleasure. Absolutely My Pleasure.

Damn but that was good.

I'm glad you found it. Even happier that you approve.
-brings a fishing line to fish for Chronie in the gutter-

And. Is he lucky/unlucky bastard still alive after that?
 
I'm glad you found it. Even happier that you approve.
-brings a fishing line to fish for Chronie in the gutter-

And. Is he lucky/unlucky bastard still alive after that?

Yes he is. He is lucky after all. She likes his taste, and she's his little cum slut. Can't keep draining him if he's dead after all.
 
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