#practicing kegel

[joonberriess]

𓆩♡𓆪 “oh, i’m falling, forever you and i,” – jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — MILF!OC, creampies, baby making sex, unprotected sex, oc doing kegels while he inside, horny!jk hours, domestic fluff, riding, light dirty talk, puppy!mc genes confirmed with the kids, quickie sex, light daddy kink, a lil sneak peek into the future ;)

It was pretty late when Jungkook arrived, he made sure to be as quiet as possible because the last thing he needed was waking anybody in the house up. He checked the digital clock on the fridge and inwardly cursed at himself for arriving this late, practically already the next day. He didn’t mean to though it was just his schedule being hectic and stuff.

With a cold water bottle in hand he left upstairs and down the hall to the one place he could hear calling his name. The first thing Jungkook noticed when he slipped into the room was that the lights in the closet were turned on with the door cracked open just a bit. His eyes found you in an instant and filled with affection/warmth when he saw the state you were in.

You’re curled up on your side with your leg tossed over the messy blanket arrangement because he knows you can’t sleep without curling your limb over something. You’re wearing this oversized sweater of his, not even properly zipped up because of your pretty tits sitting there hidden away from the world. To add to the charm Jungkook sees you (unintentionally) threw on his favorite pair of cheeky silk panties.

He chuckles under his breath and shakes his head, “Damn.” he whispers to himself. How did he get so lucky?

“Mm..” You quietly stir (you can thank your sensitivity to sounds for that) and roll onto your back to open your eyes, “Hi.” You softly whisper, rubbing your eyes with a sweater paw, “What time did you get back..was waiting for you but you took too long.” You pout sleepily at him.

“I just got here baby, work was a shit ton today.” He slides his shirt off and tosses his phone and water bottle onto the bed, “Why? Did you miss me?” He smirks as he walks over and slides into bed literally on top of you as he buries his face in your soft chest and hugs you tight.

“You know I did.” You bring your arms up instinctively around his head, fingers gently weaving through his silky hair. You’re already dozing off again, content with the warmth from how close he’s pressed to you. You make the mistake of thinking he’s asleep too when suddenly he turns his head and nibbles gently on the side of your tit, mouthing at the patch of soft skin there, “Kook?”

“Fucking missed you all day, couldn’t stop thinking ‘bout how pretty you looked in your little sundress this morning baby. Made me wanna bend you over the counter and fuck you there.” Jungkook whispers hotly into your skin as his fingers play with the zipper, inching it down slowly. “Thought about it at work too,” he tilts his head up and captures your lips in slow short kisses, “all. Day. Long.” He murmurs between each kiss.

You feel his hand slip inside the sweater to cup your tit and massage it, fingers dancing over your nipple as he pinches the bud gently. A soft moan slips past your lips and you open your hazy eyes to look back at him, “Are you gonna..” You trail off with puppy eyes as your legs fall open for him.

“Fuck yeah,” he breathes out as he rises off you quickly to slip his pants off, “always want you baby.” He climbs over you and slips his cock through the opening of his boxers, too impatient to take the thing off as he positions the head over your clothed pussy. “Tell me what you need baby,” he licks his lips and rubs his cock up and down against the silky fabric.

Your lips part, tongue peeking out to run over your upper lip as you greedily push up, “You. I-In me,” your breath hitches when you find a angle where his cockhead presses right against your clit, “need you to fuck me,” you softly whine.

Jungkook groans low at the tone you use with him, you sound like a cute little pornstar (his cute little pornstar). “Yeah baby? You want me to fuck you nice and deep?” He hooks a finger around your panties and slides it over to the side to expose your wet little pussy.

“Y-Yes!” You perk up visibly, excitement replacing any drowsiness you might have been feeling earlier. You smack his hand away and huff softly as you guide the head of his cock to your chubby little pussy lips. It slides through the dewy mess of slick you’ve made of yourself only adding more to the heat you’re feeling. “Don’t you wanna..? ‘S all wet for you,” you pout, “my fingers are too small see?” You let the tip catch at your hole, “Aren’t you gonna fix that….? Please Daddy?”

Jungkook’s mouth fell open at that, the whole daddy thing was something you guys were playing around with here and there nothing too serious but hearing you say it all on your own like that made his cock throb. He was gonna bust before he even got the chance to slide it in. He grit his teeth and pushes forward all the way, hearing a lewd breathy “Mmm, yeah,” slip from your lips.

He was clearly not God’s strongest soldier.

“Such a fuckin’ tease,” he hisses out as he slaps his hips against yours, “the fucking mouth you got on you.” He settles for slow but deep thrusts, ones that have you curling your toes and wrapping your legs around his waist. “Couldn’t even wait, baby just had to open her mouth huh.” He grunts and watches your tits bounce rhythmically, his mouth waters in anticipation and he eagerly dips down to capture a nipple in his mouth.

You moan loudly and slip your hands in his hair like before releasing a string of “yeahs” as you angle your hips. Jungkook moans around your nipple and pulls back to give the other one the same treatment, leaving them both swollen and puffy when he’s done with them. His cock strikes deep, brushing up against all those good spots that have you seeing stars.

“Oh fuck.” He breathes out as his cock throbs. Your tight little cunt clings to his cock making it hard for him to backstroke everytime he tries to pull out. “Loosen up for me, shit.” He pants out.

You mewl in pleasure and reach up beside your head to grip the pillow your head lays on. “Daddy,” you whimper out with teary eyes.

Jungkook’s abdomen tightens, he fucking knows what you’re doing. His heart races even more as he watches you reach down with one hand to lay over your tummy. Jungkook’s balls tighten and he suppresses a long moan, watching as you go in for the final blow.

“Inside,” you moan, “C-Cum in my pussy daddy.” You softly breathe out.

“Fucking hell.” Jungkook groans as he rolls his hips in quick yet hard thrusts, balls swinging and slapping loudly against your taint. Your moans turn into breathy high pitched noises, an array of “yeahs” leaving your lips as you watch him with hooded eyes.

Jungkook grips the sheets tightly, fisting them tightly as he grits his teeth and tries to hold off his orgasm for a little bit more. You’re making it so hard though with your lewd noises and face expressions. Your tits aren’t helping either, not with them bouncing in his face like that. “Baby I gotta-” he gasps, “I gotta pull out.” He moans, he really doesn’t want to but he doesn’t have a condom right now.

You lick your lips seductively and right when you think he’s about to cum you wrap your legs around his waist and hold his hips to yours. You refuse to let go as your pussy tightens rhythmically around his cock, like you’re trying to milk him for all he’s worth. Jungkook’s mouth falls open as he cums hard, long moans leaving his lips as his cum fills your cunt.

“All better now.” You cheerfully smile at Jungkook as your legs slowly untangle from him and you lay there in a jelly-like state.

Jungkook’s eyes open and he pinches your nipple meanly, ignoring your cute little ‘owie!’. “That was a mean ass trick baby,” he glares, “and you know damn well why I can’t cum inside of you.” He ignores your “but-but” in favor of rubbing over your tummy, “I mean..unless you’re thinking about what I’m thinking baby.” He murmurs.

You stare at him with glossy eyes, “Let’s make another baby?” You timidly ask, smiling softly as he presses his forehead to yours, “So..yes?”

“A million times yes.” Jungkook smiles back and kisses you tenderly.

+

“Okay sweetie, do you see your mommy anywhere around here?” The teacher softly says to the child standing behind her legs, looking around with her pretty little doe eyes. “Did mommy say she was going to get you or is your daddy coming?”

Jeon Moonbyul scanned the crowd of children and parents in search of her beloved mommy, she juts her lower lip out in a pout, “I don’t see my mommy anywhere.” She softly says, “Mommy comes in a big black car, and she smells super good too! My mommy is the prettiest too.” She boasts proudly.

“Big black car… hmm let’s see Moonie.” The teacher smiles.

“Mommy!” Moonbyul happily yells as she points over to the SUV pulling into the parking lot, “There she is Ms Kim!” She’s practically bouncing in her spot, little pigtails moving along with her as she squeals in pure happiness.

“Your mommy little one-?” The teacher is cut off, jaw going slack when she sees just who Moonbyul’s mother is.

You come out of the car, black shades over your face and pink handbag over your arm. You’re dressed in a baby pink tracksuit outfit with a white top that ends right above your belly button. Your hair is styled in a bun and you’ve got some hoop earrings bigger than the teacher’s dreams and hopes combined. “I-Is that your mommy little one?”

“Yes!” Moonbyul begins running towards you happily, “Mommy!” She smiles brightly.

A smile breaks out and you crouch down with open arms for your precious little baby to come into. “Hi Moonie,” you softly coo, “did you have fun today?” You trail off and begin to ask a string of questions, it’s apparent Moonbyul gets her ditziness from you because the little girl has a hard time staying on one topic, much like you.

“Bye Ms Kim!” Moonbyul waves.

“Bye..”The teacher waves back, still in awe over how beautiful you were, she would have never guessed this was the infamous Mrs Jeon everyone was talking about. And that said a lot given everyone’s track record of lusting over Jungkook, it seemed like you were going to be their next eye candy/talk of the school.

.

“Juno say ahhhh, c’mon baby you like mangoes,” Jungkook says as he stares at his defiant toddler, “here, daddy’s gonna try some and then you are too okay?” He smiles. Juno stares blankly back at him and purses her lips, turning away once more in refusal.

“One..two..three, ahhh.” Jungkook makes a show of tasting the mango baby food, grimacing because it was bland as shit. “Mmmmm, so good. Now your turn.” He holds the spoon out.

Juno looks at the spoon and then at Jungkook, her face contorts into a frown and she smacks the spoon away in anger as she babbles angrily. “No! No! No!” She yells.

Jungkook flinches as he drops the baby food altogether and watches Juno have her daily meltdown. “Fucks sake.” He whispers under his breath as he looks at the ceiling, praying for some patience. “Daddy!” Moonbyul comes running in like usual, climbing onto his lap and happily babbling about her day at school while Juno went quiet watching the interaction with curious eyes.

You follow in suit and coo over the youngest as you bend over to press kisses to her cheeks, “Hello my precious little one, mommy missed you so much did you have fun with Daddy?”

Jungkook’s eyes flicker over to your bent over form, eyes landing on your plush ass and pretty tits. God he was so lucky to call you his wife, he was glad he had tied the knot with you years ago. He had a pretty little wife and two of the cutest babies ever, maybe three if you managed to get pregnant soon given that you were trying for another.

“I missed mommy too.” Jungkook says with a sly grin as he squeezes your ass sneakily.

You turned to give him a look as you hoisted Juno on your hip and pouted, “You’re not playing fair..”

“How so?” He licks his lips. You give him another look instead of answering as you turn on your heels and head out of the room, walking towards the doorway as Jungkook whistles lowly, “Goddamn.” He smacks you once more.

Moonbyul sends Jungkook a weird look, “Why are you hitting mommy? I’m going to call the cops if you do that daddy.” She frowns.

“Moonie baby I saw that they added all the Barbie movies, let’s go put it on for you yeah? Daddy has to talk with Mommy.” Jungkook carries Moonbyul down to the living room as he sets her down, “Barbie sounds exciting right?”

“Right!” Moonbyul smiles cheerfully, “Daddy can I also have Luna with me too?” She softly pouts, “Promise I will watch her carefully!”

Jungkook can’t ever say no to those puppy eyes that resemble yours so much, “Of course baby.” He kisses her head and heads off to prepare Moonbyul’s movie time.

+

Juno? Asleep. Moonbyul? With Luna watching movies probably asleep by now. The baby monitors are on and the door is locked, had about a good hour give or take.

The computer chair creaked slightly from the weight and pressure both you and Jungkook put on it. You were seated so pretty in his lap only clad in your baby tee. Your tits ached in your bra and you were half tempted to tell Jungkook to make it feel better.

“Fuck,” Jungkook sighs as he watches you bounce leisurely on his cock. Quickies like these were scarce and hard to come by, Juno’s naps never lasted long and Moonbyul was a daddy’s girl through and through. So that leaves sex as a night time luxury, and you say luxury because one of you is always knocked out cold before nine pm.

So having you here out in broad daylight fucking yourself on his cock certainly did wonders to him. His hands settled over your bubbly ass, gripping each doughy cheek in his hands tightly. You had your arms wrapped around his shoulders and your tits all up in his face.

“Mm..mm..” You bite your lip in an attempt to muffle your moans, head leaning back as you close your eyes in pleasure.

His cock pokes at your g-spot from this position, striking deep over and over again which certainly has your little pussy weeping. “So good,” you breathe out as your hips slow down and you circle them in a figure of eights.

Jungkook hisses softly as he buries his face in your chest and holds you still over his cock, bucking his hips a few times to get that angle in. “Oh fuck.” He moans out.

You whine quietly and switch your bouncing to grinding back and forth on his cock. “Can feel you so deep,” you whisper out, “mmm, all the way in here daddy.” You nibble on his earlobe gently, feeling goosebumps erupt all over his body as he shivers.

“Yeah?” He breathes out, “You gonna let me breed you baby? Fuck another baby in you?” He turns his head to mouth at your neck and leaves love bites.

“Yeah.” You moan out, “C’mon, fill me with your cum.” You grind faster.

Jungkook bites his lip and tightens his hold on you. “Fuck, like that baby, keep going for me.” He whispers, “Boutta cum in your little pussy babe.” He gasps out, cock twitching with interest.

“Cum,” you whisper softly and turn to lock lips with him, “please.” You add softly.

He can’t deny you, not when you ask so sweetly like that. His muffled groans fill the room as he makes you come to a stop right when he spills inside of you. His orgasm pulses through his entire body as he sags against the chair and relaxes.

You idly grind against him, not moving too much in fear of overstimulating him or something. “Sleepy..” you softly mumble.

“Nap?” Jungkook hums back as he opens his eyes to look over at you.

“Mmhm.” You nod, “Carry me to the bathroom please.” You yawn softly as you lay your head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah,” he breathes out patting your back gently, “I got you baby.” He smiles.

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[blueiskewl]

2,500-Year-Old Greek-Illyrian Helmet Discovered in Croatia

Archaeologists discovered a Greek-Illyrian helmet dating 2,500 years in very good condition on Croatia’s Pelješac peninsula.

The same team that found the Greek-Ilyrian helmet in 2020, in the same place, has found the next helmet, which according to the first analysis is older than the one found earlier.

The previous example most likely belonged to a member of the warrior elite who was interred there because it was discovered in a grave with pieces of iron weapons.

Archaeologists think the recently discovered helmet may have been a votive deposit because it was discovered in a dry stone-walled addition to a grave.

Greco-Illyrian type helmets originated in Peloponnese, Ancient Greece, where it likely evolved from the Kegelhelm (or Kegel type) of the Archaic Period.

The Greek-Illyrian helmet is extremely rare

Both of the helmets found are of different types and dates: The helmet discovered in 2020 was of a type commonly used in Greece and Illyria in the 4th century BC. It was an open-faced helmet with a rectangular cross-section for the face and decorative edges.

The newly found helmet is thought to date from the 6th century BC and is extremely rare. Finding two different Greek-Illyrian helmets at one site is unprecedented.

This find, along with a wealth of clothing, jewelry, and burial artifacts unearthed since the excavations began, greatly expands our knowledge of the funeral practices of Illyrian communities in the latter half of the first millennium BC.

The Illyrians were a group of Indo-European-speaking people who inhabited the western Balkan Peninsula in ancient times. They constituted one of the three main Paleo-Balkan populations, along with the Thracians and Greeks.

“What is very interesting is that two different types appear here in the same place, which speaks of a continuity of power of the respective community. These helmets have always been a symbol of some kind of status and power,” said Professor Hrvoje Potrebica, from the Department of Archeology of the Faculty of Philosophy in Zagreb.

Speaking on the discovery, a representative from the Dubrovnik Museum said: “Along with numerous finds of jewelry, costumes and grave goods, this find of a helmet contributes in many ways to the knowledge of funeral rituals of Illyrian communities in the second half of the last millennium BC, and it ranks the area of Pelješac as one of the most important archaeological zones of the eastern Adriatic coast.”

Recently, archaeologists in Southern Italy have unearthed several significant artifacts, including two helmets, fragments of weapons and armor, and pottery shards, at an archaeological site in the ancient Greek city of Velia.

By Tasos Kokkinidis.

#2500-Year-Old Greek-Illyrian Helmet Discovered in Croatia #ancient Greek city of Velia #ancient artifacts #archeology #archeolgst #history #history news #ancient history #ancient culture #ancient civilizations #greek history #greek art

[chocolatecoveredfanfics]

Cockwarming Ezreal and Vash HCs

This is kinda half-assed but meh 🤷‍♀️

Ezreal:

First of all, you really want him to suffer huh?

You usually cockwarm him when you’re watching a movie or tv series together

Or when you want him to suffer. It’s a form of revenge (affectionate)

He holds onto you hips in a vice grip and buries his face into your shoulder to muffle his whines

Ezreal knows if he tries to move, his punishment will be severe To be honest it’s not much of a punishment…

Does he want to be edged until tears are streaming down his face (punishment)? Or does he want to be milked dry until he’s overstimulated (reward)?

Either way he’s going to end up in tears

Ezreal can get really loud and whiny

Every time you adjust yourself his cock grinds against your tight walls, not enough friction to be satisfying but enough to send sparks

He’ll whine about you not being fair. But if you remind him of all the times he’s been unfair during sex he’ll shut up

Now, if you’re feeling devious, you’ll make him suffer the whole time

A good example of making him suffer; you’ve started to integrate Kegel exercises into your yoga. The results are worth it:

“Hnnn… Fah-” Ezreal slurred into your shoulder, biting down on the sensitive spot where your neck and shoulder meet. You let out a breathy laugh, his bite sending sparks of pleasure. You reward him, your core clenched around him again and he lets out a moan in response, his hips twitching at the sensation. You tapped on his thigh, “Don’t move.” He let out a whine at your warning. “When… Ah! How did you do that? Are you trying to kill me?” He hiccupped dramatically.

You giggled and squeezed him again, making him jump and softly moan, his head plopping backwards onto the couch. “Just some yoga. I read about kegel exercises. Pretty useful in bed. Plus it's beneficial to your health." You mocked, throwing the same words he had said to you when he participated in that dumb challenge

Vash:

Cockwarming Vash is practically impossible

Why?

Well… His cock isn’t exactly human

It’s hard for him to control it, especially when your walls are squeezing him so nicely

He’ll have you both shivering and whining in pleasure without even moving

Things can get sticky and messy real quick

Especially since his withering tentacle secretes its own lube

Vash doesn’t last very long, he tries but his cock is just too sensitive

He’ll overstimulate himself just to help you reach your own peak

If you try to go for multiple rounds of cockwarming, expect a fucked out plant slurring and unable to form coherent words

You felt his cock lash and squirm against your walls, making you shove your face into his shoulder with a cry. Vash responded with a groan, hips twitching and his arms wrapping around you to hold you closer, tighter. Your hips were flushed together and the tip of his squirming tentacles brushed against that spongy spot inside of you that made you clamp down on him while your teeth sank into his shoulder to muffle your moan. Vash let out a choked cry, his hands gripping your waist to desperately grind you against him. You felt warmth flood your womb yet his hips refused to still, grinding up into yours with heaving breaths.

“C'mon Mayfly… Cum for me, please…” He whines sweetly, his face flushed and sweat beading at his forehead from overstimulation.

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[batmanisagatewaydrug]

are kegel eggs/those ovipositor toys safe??? You're not supposed to use stuff without a flared base right....

hi anon,

kegel eggs are actually pretty bogus for a lot of reasons, including that they tend to be made out of porous stone (you never want porous materials in your orifices; you can't clean them thoroughly enough for that, since bacteria hides in all the little cracks and crevices) and put users at a real risk of overstraining their pelvic floor muscles to keep them in place.

if someone does need a tool to help strengthen their pelvic floor, I recommend using kegel weights like these, which are made out of body-safe materials and have tails to help with retrieval like a tampon

I should also emphasize that generally using weights like this is only recommended for people who are trying to treat incontinence, have given birth, or are working on other forms of medical pelvic trauma. for everyone else, just flexing the muscles by themselves will be fine.

for ovipositing, there are a variety of ways to practice safer sex. some folks use eggs made out of a body-safe gelatin that simply melts out of them. for more long-term eggs, I've seen people recommend using an internal condom (sometimes called a female condom) while inserting eggs so that folks can just pull the condom out with the egg(s) safely inside when they're finished.

while it is strongly recommended that all toys that go inside the body have flared bases or other means of easier extraction, some folks prefer to put eggs inside of themselves and then push them back out with their muscles to simulate the feel of laying an egg. this requires patience and good muscle control, and while it is riskier it is also an informed choice folks are making in pursuit of their egg-laying bless. god's strongest soldiers, etc.

#sex edventures 2023

[msookyspooky]

Stay Still

NSFW smut • Established Relationship Afab!Reader x Severen Van Sickle • Lost Bet & Orgasm Delay/Denial • Edging • GentleDom!Reader x Reluctant Brat Sub!Severen • Severen Begging • Vaginal Penetration • Vaginal Muscles/Kegals • Vibrator on Reader • Primal Vampire Instincts

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He gritted his teeth. Laying on top of you with a steady 'bzzz' noise filtering through out the room. Only thing to be heard above that steady noise was your little moans and sighs...And his heavy breathing as he practically glared down at you.

You had teased him relentlessly all damn evening and he got cocky. Made a bet with some very fun outcomes and he lost. He was so sure he'd win and have you the one begging and trying not to squirm under him. His pride, his greatest sin, was slashed as a harsh jagged breath forced its way out his nostrils as he closed his eyes.

Your inner muscles had fluttered against him as you shifted to get the vibrator on your hardening clit. You smirked up at him having the vibrator on its lowest setting and directed in areas you knew weren't your sweet spots on that bundle of nerves. Wouldn't want to cum too quickly. No...No, you wanted to slowly milk this man dry while he had to stay still.

"Y-Yn...Yer really playin' with fire. Gonna bring the Devil outta me." He huffed out, panting and glaring.

"So you admit you can't handle it and have zero self control?" You countered teasingly.

He scoffed, "I never said that- Ah!" He softly gasped before hissing like a cat when you clenched your muscles hard around him. "Darlin, c'mon. Ya know I don't handle being bossed around well or stayin' still for too long." He almost sounded nervous as he forced that chuckle. All tensed and strained.

His cock twitched inside you. Begging and aching to thrust deep in your heat. Warm wetness washing over his hard aching cock as your muscles moved involuntarily. He pulled back slightly and you wrapped your legs around him and squeezed tighter.

"Oh, I know. That's the point."

He groaned in frustration. Baring his teeth as this had went on too long. He wanted to just grab your thighs, shove them back, pound you so hard and fast even if it killed you...

"So...Ya gonna admit I'm right?" You asked moaning with a naughty smirk. Letting your teeth roll over your bottom lip. "You have no self control."

"Oooh, damn you-" He groaned out as your muscles milked him when you turned the vibrator up higher on yourself. "YN, this is torture! Pure sadistic sick ass torture!" He grumbled as it faded out to a whine of annoyance.

"Just beg and you can pound me into this mattress."

He glared down at you as you both were positioned in missionary on that mattress. "Never! Do I look like a guy that begs for pussy?"

You playfully shrugged, turning the vibrator up higher as an involuntary moan sounded from your throay and you bit your lip.

Severen instinctively started rocking his hips. It felt good, you wanted him to push you over the edge, but instead you pulled the vibe away from your clit to edge yourself. Getting way too much enjoyment out of this.

"Moving already? Like I said, no self control. Absolutely desperate."

He stopped moving and hung his head with a growl in his throat. Fighting just admitting it and getting what he needed and trying to still win. "You're killing me here!"

"Just beg and this will be over, Severen." You mumbled, eager to get that vibrator back on your aching clit just as much as he was to thrust in your cushioned wet heat.

He scoffed, "Oh pretty please baby, may I fuck yer tight lil pussy because I'm just so weak of a pussyhound? My dick can't take it, I'm so pathetic!" He sarcastically gave mockingly before glaring again as you noticed his body was twitching. "It ain't happenin'!"

"Hey, suit yourself. I can go all night. I got self control unlike you. I can edge my clit alllll night while you just gotta lay there and feel-" You did a motion with your kegels that had him moaning with his eyes closed. "That. All night."

Severen was practically biting his lip and inner cheek till he tasted blood. Ripping sheets under you in the motel room. Twitching and convulsing and trying so hard not to whine or moan. His hips were stuttering and shifting as it took what very little self control he had not to forfeit the bet and just pile drive into that warm welcoming hole you had. His instincts had him feeling like a damn animal.

After a few minutes of feeling yourself so close you got the tingles and heat but not enough to cum; vibrator always pulled away in time...Severen looked almost close to crying in frustration at this point. This had gone on almost 2 hours already and he couldn't handle this anymore! If he was doing it to you he could but being on the receiving end was foreign torture for him.

"Fine! God damn fuck it all, finnnneeee-" He whined pitifully hanging his head. Body laying on you trembling with need. "I-I...Damn it...I..." He struggled but as you both were so close you could taste it he blurted out. "I ain't got it! I need it, pleasssee!...Oh God, please please fuck YN please shit. Baby, I can't handle this, I need you." He mumbled as you he looked at you with a pathetically desperate look hanging his head in shame. His blue eyes looking like a sad puppy right now as he trembled and panted. His cock twitched in you like crazy. Balls ached. Mind was foggy as his instincts were taking over. "If you don't give it to me now...I can't control it! I c-can't-"

Truth be told, you had been past your limit a while ago. Praying he'd say it so you both could have this. But you still had to keep it going.

"I don't know..."

"YN, ya ain't playin' fair!" He argued with a strained voice. He grabbed you desperately fingers digging into your hips as you felt warm at how he looked down at you. His eyes were almost mad with desire as he glared down at you chest heaving even if he didn't need breath.

"...Beg just a little more. For me, just a little more." You were trying so hard to stay in charge but with the way he was looking at you you were losing your nerve to not just let him flip you over, dig his teeth in your neck and fuck you senseless.

"Please let me cum. Please, I can't..." He furiously shook his head swallowing hard. Dark locks hanging over his eyes as he put his head down.

"More." You urged as you pressed the vibrator to your clit with a breathy moan.

"...Fuck! Let me cum! Please I'll do anything, I need you. I need you, Oh God...Oh God I need you. I need to cum in you...Let me, please? Please let me." He whined out not even sounding like himself as he was so lost in pleasure that was so close yet out of reach. "If you don't I'm gonna go insane. I'll go crazy, I will, I really will."

"You need it?"

He eagerly nodded his head. Head rolling back with a groan as you started moving your hips as you got close.

"You're drunk.on it. You need this pussy so bad. All you can think of is how good this cunt makes you feel." You started getting so much more into this, losing yourself. Moaning louder as your own words turned you on.

Him too as he nodded as his cock twitched, "Yes. Yes, its all I can think of. I need it like nothin' else...Baby, I can't!-" He gasped out as your muscles gripped him tighter.

"Good boy. Such a good boy for me. You can-"

He never considered himself into it but you saw how he went haywire not even finishing your sentence before he was like a jack rabbit. It almost damn near hurt! But it was enough to have you over the edge as well before he forced himself deep in you; cumming and growling like a wild animal. Biting down on your shoulder as you yelled out. Blood seeping down your arm as your eyes rolled back with a strained gasping cry.

You both made desperate, panting, loud noises as you both came for what felt like forever. It's like you were in another world for a bit.

He buried deep in you as you both came. Almost collapsing on you in a shaky heap as he couldn't stop giving out exhausted groans and pants.

"That was...Damn...Found something new out bout myself." He tiredly chuckled. "God...S' good..."

You breathlessly nodded and held him close. Like he was an anchor for you right about now.

You both laid there for 10 minutes. The vibrator discarded in blissful silence before you felt him moving again as he kissed where he bit you.

"Sev..." You smirked as he licked at where he bit you.

"I told ya, I need it. You're right, I ain't got no self control when it comes to you." He murmured as he moved in you. Grinding his pelvis against yours.

"Sun..." You tiredly gave looking at the sealed off window and curtain. Tiny bit of pale blue peaking at the far end of a pizza box you both used over the glass. It was probably 5 am or so.

"That sun don't mean diddly shit to me. You teased me too much and got me all riled up and with this second wind I'm liable to take care of business all day until the sun sets...So buckle up, cause now ain't no one sleepin..."

He hesitated before kissing you and saying, "I may have lost but that's cause you're a bully. I'll be good but ya gotta make me." He grinned.

The audacity of you being called a bully by someone like him! It was tossed aside as you felt how he kissed you. Your own blood in your mouth from his lips. You groaned but moved with him, this was gonna be a long day. All you could do was let him ravish you while grabbing the vibe for aa round 2.

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[be-my-ally]

All Revved Up

a/n: mention of elvis knowing he was going to buy the stutz; but from my research it appears the actual purchase was more spur of the moment than it is implied here. 

For a prompt that was fic based on a car. The car is… not the main event here; i can’t yet quite bring myself to defile the blackhawk - maybe another time. 

warnings: some level of objectification; oc laura briefly  compares herself to a car, brief fingering/masturbation, sex (p in v). I am, officially, sick with (absolutely totally not just a cold) flu so if this makes no sense I am sorry lol. pretty much p without plot. really stupid car jokes.

wc: 2.2k concise smut is back!!

1970 elvis x oc

thanks to the girlies as always!!

If you were to peer up at 1174 Hillcrest Drive from the road you’d probably be too far away to notice the curtains twitch just the teeniest bit, at least that’s what Laura hopes from her position trying to look out at Elvis in the driveway. She’d wanted to come out with him, he’d been so excited about the delivery of his new car, 

“It’s a prototype Lor, you can’t even buy it yet!” But he’d been adamant that she had to stay inside, preferably away from any prying eyes. He’d explained he’d agreed to photos - that they had been a key factor in the negotiations for the car. It had, in fact, been pretty much the only way to keep Sinatra away from it, and he didn’t need to have his joy at that tidbit of information be soured by Priscilla’s reaction to his truly broken promise with Laura being errantly caught in the background of one of the, sure to be heavily publicized, images. He’d sworn up and down to Cilla - he was going to the Hillcrest house just for the car; he’d be back at the new house in Palm Springs a day or two later; and no, no she didn’t need to bother even doing the fairly short drive with Lisa, “No, really Cilla it’s fine - it’s going off to be customized anyway.”

In a similar fashion to this elusive car, Laura had been delivered to Beverly Hills herself for the next couple of days. It was a nice change of pace from Vegas for her; she was, despite being essentially at Elvis’ beck and call whenever he wanted someone fun but familiar for a couple of days, still working at the International. While it was the fall Las Vegas didn’t really have an ‘off’ season and so it had been a struggle to find someone to cover her shifts at such late notice but her excitement at the possibility of getting to be alone with Elvis for three days had made it well-worth the effort. He’d promised her mostly uninterrupted bliss, and apart from these two hours on Friday he’d be all hers until Sunday afternoon. 

“I swear - I won’t be long. ‘S the only reason I was able to be here; just gotta spend the hour and take the pictures.” Despite her annoyance - he’d been pulled out of bed for it, he was practically reverberating with excitement and all she could do was concede, agreeing to stay away from the front of the house for however long it took. She couldn’t resist a peek though, even though she knew basically nothing about cars, still wanting a sneaky preview of what he’d been so excited for. 

She wasn’t disappointed, it was a gorgeous car and looking at the long, sleek black lines of it that she could just about see from her vantage point she could understand his desperation to have it. He circles it, looking like he’s dressed to match the car, slender black suit and thick gold belt accentuating the gold accents of the S badge at the top of the long silver grill. Laura continues to watch him as he gently brushes a hand over the shiny waxed exterior as he peers into the windows - appreciating the finish. The action makes her squeeze her thighs together, stomach muscles and vagina twitching and tightening in some sort of bastardized kegel as she remembers him that morning, circling the bed and assessing her in much the same way, claiming he just had to check he’d remembered her just right. 

He walks out of sight, and had anyone else been in the room with her she would have been mortified at the sad groan she let out in response to being unable to track him any further, and she lets the curtain drop out of her grip - stomping back over to the bed and flinging herself on it. 

She’s left hot and needy, and frustrated enough to start to deal with it herself, absentmindedly fiddling with her nipple, images of Elvis circling the car, circling her running through her head. She takes a shuddering breath in as she runs her hand down to slip into her panties, imagining it was him brushing his hand over her - complimenting the softness of her skin the same way he commented on the waxed finish of the hood. She’s just starting to get somewhere, her eyes closed, as she focuses on her clit when the door slams open as Elvis walks in. He’s taken his jacket off, left in his white shirt and black trousers, sunglasses still on his face. Laura jerks her hand out from her panties with a start. His frown transforms into a grin at the sight of her panic and sudden look of concentrated innocence, his eyebrows rising behind his glasses. 

“Huh, now then, what do we have here?” 

“What, what do you mean Elvis?” She tries to play it coy, rolling to face him fully and tugging her dress down as she does. 

“Well, I saw something in the window, sure looked like some little girl peeping out where I told her to stay away. You tryin’ to get me in trouble with my wife?” She cringes at the mention of Priscilla, playful mood changing as she quickly attempts to defend herself. 

“No, no, of course not!” He frowns at her sternly for a moment before he cracks, shaking his head laughing, 

“Knew it was you!” 

Laura gasps, “You didn’t even see me?!” He shakes his head, still laughing as he walks over to sit on the other side of the bed, curling his knee up so he can face her. 

“Oh you wicked boy! Elvis! I thought you were really annoyed!” He smiles, taking his glasses off, leaning over to rest on his hand over her legs. She shifts onto her back, leaning against the headboard. 

“So,” He flops his head to the side, keeping his eyes on hers as he trails a finger up her leg, circling her knee, “then, tell me, how much is that girlie in the window?” She giggles at his frankly stupid joke, and the way he’s just catching her where she’s most ticklish at the joint of her knee and thigh. 

“Hmmm, more than you can afford now you’ve bought that faaaaancy car.” 

“You like it, baby?” She nods, fervently, 

“It’s gorgeous… I bet it drives real nice.” Elvis looks pensive for a moment, 

“Yeah, well, uh, maybe - maybe later, when, when it gets properly delivered - after it’s gone to George, I’ll take you for a spin.” He nods, “Actually, yeah, that would work - I might even be in Vegas by then.” She hums noncommittally. He smiles, changing the subject, “Now though, let’s get that engine of yours purring huh?” His hand slips further up her thigh and he pretends to act shocked when his fingers graze across a damp spot, “Ah, you’re already all revved up aren’t you baby?” 

Laura nods, her legs parting open,  dress rising to her waist again. “Uh-huh, been waiting for you,” He tugs gently at a little patch of curls escaping from the legband of her underwear as he wriggles two fingers under the fabric,  and she squirms, 

“Ohh, you have been keeping that little motor running - just waiting for me to come and take it for a ride huh?” He rubs his knuckles over her burning, sticky, skin before reluctantly withdrawing his hand in order to shift himself up the bed, situating himself between her knees. He rapidly unbuckles and unzips himself, Little Elvis springing free, heavy belt buckle hanging down by his side, the weight pulling his trousers down further. Laura moans,

“God, El, wanna ride you - or you ride me, or god, I don’t know - whatever you were saying.” He laughs at her flustered expression and words, pushing her legs further apart and tugging her closer. 

“Shit, gotta, gotta get these off,” It never fails to make her smile to herself the way he’s portrayed as some sort of sex-god, and then does something like forgets to take her panties off. She shimmies them off herself, minding she doesn’t kick him in the ribs while she pulls her leg up. They’re still hooked around one of her ankles when he impatiently pushes her leg back down, gripping her knees. Elvis pumps his fist down himself, tugging her closer, nudging himself at her folds. Laura stops him, reaching down to grasp at his glasses, he doesn’t help her but he also doesn’t stop her and soon he’s blinking slightly as his eyes are forced to adjust to even the slight difference of light in the dimness of the room. She chucks them to the side, smiling back in response to his, lifting her hips a little and hooking her feet behind him - as if to remind him what he had been about to do. He looks to the side, grabbing a pillow from beside her head, shoving it under her hips. 

“You ready baby?” She nods, and he grins suddenly boyish, “Gotta pump that lil empty engine full of gas now.” She shakes her head even as she giggles, kicking him just the teeniest bit. “Ow! Watch it!” He laughs. 

“Elvis -I swear if you make a ‘you’ve got gas’ joke now I’m getting up and walking out of here.” He loses his balance at that, practically collapsing on top of her as he laughs hard enough that he’s shaking the mattress. 

“Don’t you mean drive -” He sets himself off again, “Don’t - don’t you mean you’re gonna pull out,” he chortles, “p-pull out and drive away?” 

“You silly, silly, man.” She can feel him twitching against her upper thigh, his laughter tickling her neck where he’s tucked his head down, his hot puffs of breath causing her skin to pebble. “Or is that race-car driver?” He heaves a last breath of laughter and presses a kiss against her collarbone before pulling himself back up. 

“Lady and Gentleman, start your engines.” He slides his fingers against her, and Laura quite literally can’t open her legs any wider, shifting her hips up as she tries to ignore his joke, 

“C’mon El, please, I need you.” He strokes her side, shoving the hem of her dress even further up. 

“I got you, don’t worry, I got you baby.” Elvis mutters, sinking into her, mouth instantly falling open, as he’s enveloped in her wet heat. She takes a deep breath in as she adjusts to him and he stills for a second, waiting until she nods before starting to move his hips. 

It’s quick and dirty, clutching at her waist and slamming her against him, moving a hand to paw at her clit and Laura is almost embarrassed at how quickly she finds herself on the edge. Elvis is whispering compliments, sucking his cheeks in in that way he does, unable to stop his lips and cheeks twitching between speech and it quickly gets to be almost too much, watching the sweat start to form on his forehead, the fact that he’s still fully clothed - like he just couldn’t wait. His thumb rubbing her just right as he mutters, 

“Oh baby, bet-better than a, than a - than a fucking corvette, god I love you.” and it sends her straight over the cliff. 

Her eyes fall closed as she shudders through her orgasm, finding herself still trembling and being held up entirely by his grip on her hips even when her blood stops fizzing in her ears and she’s able to relax her tense muscles. 

She opens her eyes just in time to watch him throw his head back, hair flopping with it, his lip curling as he grunts through his own orgasm, pulling out just in time to shoot across her thigh. If either of them had lasted longer than five minutes she’d be surprised. He collapses to the side of her, breathing hard, and it’s a couple minutes before either of them speak. 

“Jeez Lor, remind me why you’re not coming back to Tennessee with me?” She gives him a wry smile, 

“You know full well why.” Laura trails a finger down his cheek, jabbing it into him and squealing as Elvis playfully tries to bite it, “besides, you’re back in January aren’t you?” He nods, 

“Yeah- yeah I think, think that’s what’s bein’ ‘rranged.” He pauses, “You’ll still be there won’t you? Still looking pretty with your little apron and tray ?” Laura grins, 

“You never know - I might be promoted by then…I’ll be waiting on the rich and famous in the suites and just won’t have any time for you.” He nibbles down her finger, looking at her darkly, 

“Yeah you will be. Waiting just on me.” She giggles, shaking her head, “Uh-huh, only me - gonna put in a special request.” He taps her nose with her own finger, his hand enveloping hers, “Just. For. Me.” She nods along with him, whispering back, unable to stop herself giggling, 

“Yep! You and all the other rich and famous people.” He shakes his head, flopping back down to distract her with a kiss. 

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[breeding-puppie]

Girly question can you squirt solo cause at 38 I have not done that but I feel like I need to cum more than I do. Any tips

I can! I actually didn't squirt with a partner until after I learned to do it solo.

I'd say my top tips are:

Use the restroom before you try anything, then you're more comfortable that it's not just a full bladder.

Don't expect anything right away! It took me a bit of time and practice to figure out what works and what doesn't. Now I can do it from clitoral stimulation or penetration.

Working your muscles (kegel exercises, clenching/tightening, pressure) helps a lot

It's probably not gonna be a lot the first time, that's okay!

Try it in the tub/shower or on a surface that's easy to clean up. This takes away a LOT of pressure that you'll make a mess. If anything it's more fun to make a mess cause it's not hard to tidy up.

Be comfy with your body and listen to it. Have fun! Good luck!

[nonobadcat]

A real world AU Gothic Romance - Final Chapter

Artwork by the amazing @obsidianne-art

Pairing: Ghost Shigaraki X Fem!Reader

Rating: Readers 18+ only

Content Warnings: PnV relations with a literal ghost, toys, mirror

Chapter Three Word Count: 3.9k, Ao3 Mirror

Part I ---❤--- Part 2

Sunday October 23rd, 2022

At six in the morning, you awoke to the screech of a train horn, and a full bladder. Wiping your half-matted hair out of your face, you creaked to your feet and wrapped yourself in the comforter. Dragging your warmth with you into the bathroom, you climbed onto the toilet with one eye open…

…and proceeded to pee fire.

By nine in the morning, two inquisitive text messages and one graphic description of chafed skin summoned your best friend to the landline like a fox to an injured bunny. 

“Well, of course you’re gonna give yourself a rug burn using something rough like that!” Serenity spat into the phone. “What were you thinking?!”

Um… how horny you were for some dead man’s dick?

Gripping the cold pack between your thighs, you winced. “Since when is thinking involved in that kind of thing?”

An annoyed snarl echoed from the other end. “Look, if you can’t use your fingers, you need to use a toy or something!”

You scrolled through the adult toy listings, eyeing up the options. Fake glass cock. Fake silicone cock. Fake plastic cock. Fake hot pink plastic cock with a little vibrating branch that looked like Vienna sausage. Hitachi wand. Egg thingy. Silver bullet? That sounded more like a solution to a werewolf infestation than something you wanted to put between your legs.

 “Give me a break Ren-Ren! There’s too many different options,” you protested,  scratching the back of your neck. “How am I supposed to know what to buy?”

You could practically hear your best friend’s headache as she loosed an indignant sigh. “All right. I got you. Do you want inside or outside stim?”

“Um…” you scrolled past a fake tentacle with weighted Kegel eggs. “Both?”

“Then order a rabbit.”

“What’s a rabbit?”

“Heaven have mercy,” she muttered. “Sit yourself down because this is going to be a long talk.”

Monday, October 31st, 2022 4:013 pm

Eight days after your sexual re-education lecture, a text message notification dinged your phone as you passed through the center of Smalltown, USA. Pulling into the old brownstone library, you parked your car and took advantage of the only five bar signal in Podunk County outside of the Walmart plaza. Not even the smell of garlic and deep fried something pouring out the vent from Wang’s Chinese Buffet could distract you from your excitement. The message was from USPS.

Your package has been delivered.

Oh good, Mrs. Murray’s pack of angry, push-face Pekingese hadn’t eaten the mail lady. You weren’t so sure when you saw her tearing down the sidewalk last week, being chased by bubble-fluff Cujos who probably asphyxiated for their efforts.

As you looked up from your phone’s screen, blustering winds painted the smooth cement walkway to the library doors with curled, brown leaves. A plastic sign reading “Trunk-or-Treat - 5pm - Halloween” flapped in the wind. You eyed the library's posted hours before cutting the engine. Perfect. For once, you were done with house calls early enough to go inside. Snagging your purse, you schlepped up the walkway to the glass doors and pushed your way in.

Paper cut-out ghosts and fresh pumpkins from “Miller’s Prize Winning Patch” coated the warm lobby with seasonal excitement. Tiny rubber bats flapped from the door frame, leading visitors up a trail of plastic “Big Foot” tracks to the circulation desk. Pinned into a vintage, slate colored silk dress with billowing mutton sleeves, the head librarian paused her frenzied typing just long enough to adjust her golden Prince-Nez spectacles. She tugged at the frilly trim of her high collar, fussing with the long lace. The upturned brim of her wide, feathered hat reminded you of a bowl. It didn’t budge as she lifted her head to face you. Considering the number of long, pearl tipped pins she’d inserted through the felt, it probably would have shrugged off an EF5 tornado by having a glass of sherry.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Curtwright." You folded your hands neatly on the desk. "I'm sorry it took me so long to make it in. Work has been savage."

The librarian smiled and turned to the squat metal, bookcase marked “holds”. She pulled down a heavy grey text labeled “Miller’s Antiques Encyclopedia”. “It’s just so good to see that old house cared for by someone who really appreciates its history,” she replied, passing you the massive reference book. 

“Speaking of which, do you know what happened to the Shimura’s son after the fire?”

She hummed, tapping her chin. “Not off hand.”

You sighed. “Oh well.”

“Did you find another picture in the old furniture?”

“Uh…” Your cheeks burned as images of the naughty dream drifted across your mind. “Something like that. There was a young man in his twenties with wavy white hair. He looked a little different but I could swear it was the same person.”

“If you know the date, we can check some of the old town records.”

“There wasn’t a date on this one.”

She tugged at her sleeve. “Do you remember what his clothing looked like?”

You crossed your arms. “A red velvet jacket with these fasteners that looked like a marching band uniform.” Closing your eyes, you tried to picture the outfit you were wearing. “There was a woman in something that looked like your dress. It was really tight fitted with these slightly poofy sleeves—”

“Poofy at the shoulder or the wrist?”

“The wrist? Sort of anyway. The end of the coat was wide like a funnel.” You scrunched your face. “It was short and the shoulders were smooth, like a normal suit coat.”

“Bell sleeved jacket with Bishop sleeve shirtwaist. Probably Edwardian then. Did the dress have an S-shape that made the chest and butt stick out?”

You nodded.

“Pouter pigeon. Classic Gibson Girl look,” she murmured, leaning into the conversation. “Must have been the early years. Was there a hat?”

“Yes. It was kind of puffy and made of felt.”

“Did it have a brim?”

You pinched the air. “Maybe a small one?”

“A beaver felt Toque. I’d guess 1901 to 1904. By 1905 they were back to the Leg-of-Mutton style shirts.” She jerked a thumb over her shoulder. “Let’s go check the old town records.”

Leading you across the open floor, she motioned to some leather bound volumes on the far wall behind the “Historical” desk. Labeled by decades, each volume was four inches thick. She tugged down the 1880-1910 binder and gingerly flipped through the yellowed pages. You leaned on the beige, laminate countertop, peeking over her shoulder. All at once, a single certificate caught your eye.

“There! Shigaraki! That was the name I saw.” You pointed to the small slip of paper. “What is that?”

“Huh…” She turned the book so you could read it. “Adoption paperwork. It looks like little Shimura was adopted by someone named… well… the first name is smeared but the last name is clearly Shigaraki.” Mrs. Curtwright wrinkled her long, roman nose. “I wonder if he was related to the old Dr. Garaki that used to practice in town.”

You cocked your head. “Why are you making that face?”

She lowered her voice to a whisper and cupped her cheek. “He was a notorious grave robber. They tried to run him out of town but he had some rich friend from New York that prevented it. Supposedly, the buddy had underworld connections.” 

“Oh…”

The librarian winked at you. “I’m not sure how much I believe that. Why would a crime syndicate come all the way to this little town?”

As you thought back to the scars on your dream lover’s face and how powerful his grip had been, the idea of him being more dangerous than you first realized didn’t seem that out of place.

Mrs. Curtwright flipped the page. “Oh, it looks like they changed his whole name after the adoption. No wonder Tenko Shimura disappeared from the records at the end of the Victorian era.”

Printed on the fragile paper in ink the color of night was the name you’d been searching for: Tomura Shigaraki.

After a quick stop off for $7.99 per pound Chinese buffet take-out, you rolled down the solitary drive to your Second Empire home. Pointed wrought iron trim along the edge of the tall, Mansard roofline looked like rusty knives against the thick, overcast sky. A cold, late autumn breeze slapped your cheeks. Pulling the hood of your Carhartts up, you crunched up the gravel drive to the front door. You snatched the “discreet” cardboard package off the front porch and fumbled for your keys. The old oak rattled in the breeze, its leafless twigs snapping against each other like dried chicken bones being crushed under foot. With a shudder, you headed inside and locked the door behind you.

Wang’s fried food and wonton soup proved every bit as delicious as the smell promised. However, sitting alone at a table built for many left a cold disappointment balled in your chest. You picked at the scrumptious meal, surveying the empty walls and vacant shelves. Maybe some photos would help? Did you have any printed pictures aside from the Shimura kids? Pressing your forehead against the smooth wood, you groaned. 

“I need to get out more.”

After dinner, you settled in the front parlor to await any visitors. Nursing a cup of warm apple cider, you sat in the bay window, clutching a wide plastic bowl full of Kit Kats, Reese’s Pieces, Snickers, Fun Dip and SweeTarts. Dusk descended on the world outside. Trick-or-Treat hours came or went, but no costume coated child made the long trek up the barren gravel drive. 

“Guess this isn’t suburbia,” you muttered, eating your tenth candy of the night. “The kids probably go to Trunk-or-Treat because the houses are too far apart.”

Disappointed and lonely, you flipped off the porch light and retreated upstairs with your package. 

Flopping onto the bed sheets, you rattled the white and red box. The flesh colored, rubber-free cock flopped in its clear plastic packaging. Heat filled your cheeks as you tugged open the safety seal. As you flexed the internal rod, the moveable skin wrinkled in your fingers. You snorted with laughter, positioning it into a raunchy curve. Taking your new toy into the bathroom, you cleaned it gently with unscented soap before sticking it to the side of the porcelain basin. Giggling to yourself at your suddenly well endowed sink, you flipped on the shower and started in on your nightly routine.

Twenty minutes later, with the bedroom door locked, you peeled the plastic organ off the side of your sink and wet the base. Bathed in the flickering light of a single wick oud and musk scented candle, you snatched up your bottle of “personal jelly” from the nightstand. Then, you headed for the bare, wooden floor just beside the heavy, mahogany bed. Tossing the comforter pillows down, you fluffed them into a makeshift nest. The fake cock came down on the wooden bedframe with a lewd smack. It wiggled for a moment before standing tall directly in front of the antique oval mirror. Heat glowed in your cheeks as you adjusted the bendable shape into a less intense curl.

On the other side of the room, Tomura leaned against the other side of the ornate frame, strong fingers crawling at the glass. Blazing red eyes watched tentative hands smearing the textured organ with gelatinous lube. Then slippery digits found their way between your legs. Closing your eyes, you leaned back against the pillows. Tomura licked his rough lips as soft thighs spread for his viewing pleasure.

Smooth but firm, you teased apart your folds, working your way towards your sensitive nub. The pad of your finger lifted hooded flesh, tickling the nerves with deep, slow swipes. Musky moisture pooled in your core as a low moan slipped from your swollen lips.

One finger dipped inside, tracing over stippled flesh as it followed the curve of your body. Your wrist ached, pressing your palm tight over your clit as needy hips rolled of their own accord. Your eyes squeezed shut. Tossing your head back against the side of the old bed, you pinched one pert nipple between your fingers.

“Tomura…”

At the sound of his name, Shigaraki’s hard teeth bit his thin lips to blood.

Groaning as your hand pulled away, you climbed to shaky legs before kneeling in the nest of bedding. Lowering yourself to your forearms, you shuffled back and reached behind your hips. False flesh slid between your thighs as one hand pressed it hard to your core. The dildo’s artificial skin puckered. Thighs clenched tight, you rode its length, letting all the world fade into the feel of its sultry friction between your legs. Your body quivered as gaze drifted into a glazed stare.

Tomura groaned, savoring the erotic sight. Positioned directly in front of his mirror, you glided across the toy. The teasing sway of your tits combined with occasional peaks at pebbled nipples was exquisite torture. A bead of thick pre-cum rolled down his fingers. His eyes never left your blissed out face.

Spreading your hips and squeezing your lips, you pressed the rounded head in between your folds. Tickling yourself with the tip left your body shaking with need. You sunk back, letting your new purchase worm its way past your entrance. Quivering hands fisted the blanket. When it dipped inside, your eyes went wide.

“T-Tomura!” you stuttered. 

The toy’s delicious curve was well worth the trouble. It fit like a hand in a glove, following your body’s arch to that tender spot along the front of your pussy. Drool pooled at the corner of your lips as you leaned into the sensation, letting the veiny craftsmanship set your nerves ablaze. Slick fingers gilded across your clit as you rocked yourself back and forth between twin pleasures. 

Shigaraki’s eyes bulged, following every nudge of your hip as you rode his pathetic replacement. Irritation bristled across his skin. He clenched his jaw, watching the toy with burning envy as it slipped in and out of your body. A steady stream of breathy curses poured from his mouth as he waited for the right words to come from yours.

“Tomura… ohmigosh Tomura!” you moaned. “Need your cock.”

Not yet. Not until you said it.

“Please! Please! Tomura! Ngnnn—w-want you so bad.”

So close! Too close!

As you bottomed out against the base, you let your tongue hang like a dog in heat. Saliva pooled at the tip before dripping onto the blanket below. Tomura’s nails raked the glass. The candle light flickered. You looked dead in the mirror and fixed him with a lust drunk smile. 

“Take me, Tomura Shigaraki.”

All at once, a hard hand pinched your jaw. You glanced up, only to see a feral snarl. Massive, tombstone wide teeth flashed in the thin light. Pale waves of ghost white hair framed his heart shaped face. Blood dripped from his broken lip as he sneered down at your intoxicated smile.

“T-thought you’d never come…” you mumbled.

Red eyes glowed in the din. “Thought you’d never ask,” he snarked back.

In one smooth motion, Tomura dragged you to your wobbly feet. You stumbled into his chest. Wrapping his arm around your shoulders, he kicked the comforter aside. The mattress squeaked. One massive hand pressed your cheek first into the springs as the other hoisted your hips against his. “You know you really ticked me off, putting on a show like that.” 

“S-sorry,” you muttered, scooting back against him. “Didn’t know what else to do…”

He rolled his eyes, slotting himself between your thighs. You gasped as cool, firm flesh clipped your raw clit. His hoarse voice growled in your ear. “No more games and no more toys. From here on in, the only one you wag your tail for”—a thick, cold weight pressed against your hot entrance—“is me.”

You nodded.

He chuckled, patting your cheek. “Good girl.”

Tomura canted his pelvis to meet you. One stroke at a time, he worked his way inside, spreading goosebumps along your skin. Icy fingers spread your lower lips, soothing your friction sore nub. Warm breath steamed from your every pant as your ghostly lover molded your pliant body to his cock. When he finally seated himself deep inside, an experimental roll of his hips left you writhing in the sheets.

“Oh no, no, no .” He taunted. “You’re not getting off that easy.”

Grasping the meat of your thighs, Tomura set a steady, bouncing pace. Every thrust pressed you deeper into slippery sheets. Your clit tingled. Crawling pleasure prickled up your nerves. His girth filled you to the brim, baring you to him in ways that set your skin ablaze. Soon, the rhythmic creak of the mattress was drowned out by mewling cries of unbridled ecstasy. 

“Like that, do you?” he demanded, pressing into your farthest walls. 

“Mmmm To-Tomura,” you moaned, arching your back. Another grind of his thick cock left you slurring your words “A-ah! L-love it!”

He leaned his weight forward, licking the shell of your ear. “Slut,” he rasped. 

“D-on’t mind”— You buried your warm face in the bedding and grinned—“being your slut.”

With a curse, Tomura ripped himself out of your body. You flopped to the mattress with a confused whine before turning to face him. Before you could speak, he grabbed your shoulder and flipped you on your back. Cracked lips smashed against yours in a frenzied kiss. Cold hands dragged you over the side of the bed, as he hoisted your legs over his hips. When he broke the kiss, a skeleton wide grin split his face from ear to ear.

“Oh?” A creepy chuckle shook his chest. “Is that so?”

With a snap of his hips, Tomura buried himself deep in your cunt.

You yelped, clawing at his shoulders. Long hair tickled your cheek as he pressed his nose into your neck. Hard teeth nipped at the delicate skin. He reached between you, boney fingers toying with your clit. With a gasp, you writhed on his cock. His free hand cupped the back of your head, tilting your face.

“Take a look at how naughty you are,” he whispered.

When you saw yourself in the mirror, your breath caught in your chest. Though you could see him plain as day, there was no one reflected in the glass. Instead, your body hovered in midair, back curved and nipples tight. Between your thighs, glistening in the candlelight, your naked core clenched around nothing. Heat flooded your brain, torching all rational thought. You gulped.

Tomura turned your gaze back to him. Half-lidded eyes paired with his smug grin sent a shock of lust though your insides. He chuckled at your expression before rolling his hips again. When you gasped, he smothered it with another hungry kiss.

“Mine,” he growled.

Locking your hands beside your head, Tomura trailed his scratchy lips down the column of your neck. You whimpered, turning your cheek into the sheets. Squirming legs clamped to his sides. An eerie chuckle rumbled from his chest and he buried his nose in your hair. The wet smacks from each firm thrust filled the air like a lewd base beat. When he settled upon one particular motion, you choked on your own voice. 

“Oh?” He sneered. “Here?”

Tomura leaned into you, rolling his head across your walls. 

“T-Tomura!” you whined, arching your back.

A shiver wracked his body. “Again,” he commanded, pressing into the spot that left your vision swirling grey. 

Your toes curled. “Tomur-ah!” 

He sped the pace, pounding you against the sheets. The springs squeaked their protests but you couldn’t hear them over the sound of his feral panting. “Again!” he hissed.

Closing your eyes, you wrapped your legs around his back. “Tomura…” you moaned, pulling him tight against you.

Shigaraki swore again, wrapping his arms under your shoulders. Burying his face in your neck, his movements stuttered. Tingling waves of pleasure rippled down your thighs. You tensed, clamping your body down until the electric vibrations rattled your brain. He surged forward, pounding relentlessly into you. 

“Gonna take my cum aren’t you? Take it like the good little slut you are."

As coarse white hair clipped across your swollen clit, your world swam behind blurry tears. Half formed thoughts slurred from puffy lips.“Want it. Want your cum so bad!”

Tinged with the taste of copper, his feverish kiss threatened to suffocate you. You tongue met his in an intoxicating dance. Saliva dribbled down your chin as your body coiled tighter and tighter. Just when you were about to snap, he whispered one final order:

“Say my name.”

“TOMURA!” you yelped as your world exploded into white hot bliss. 

With a strangled grunt, Tomura emptied himself inside you. Out of breath and shaking, he collapsed on top of you, grinding his hips against you over sensitive skin. As his seed leaked around the sides of him, you pressed your forehead against his. Clammy skin met flushed flesh as you tried to still the spinning room around you.

Climbing to his elbows, Tomura swept the stray hairs away from your sweaty brow. A cruel cackle filled the room. Scarlet eyes gleamed with villainous mirth as he lifted your chin. 

“Boo," he whispered.

 ❤ ~Fin~ ❤ 

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Wednesday's Wet Willie

Wednesday walked back to her room from the communal showers, wrapped in a black robe, with her hair in a pink towel. While it was not her usual color, she'd grown fond of it as it belonged to Enid, her dorm-mate.

She'd also grown fond of Enid as well, but she'd never let the rest of the campus know that.

She came to her room and saw Enid on her bed, or at least she supposed it was. Her blonde hair with tips of pink and purple certainly distinguished her on campus. Wednesday wasn't expecting to see Enid's perky ears and...wagging tail? She hadn't completely wolfed out though, she was clearly more human than wolf.

"Look what I can do, Winna," Enid exclaimed. She always had a smile on her face that extended ear to ear, but this new smile was even larger than expected.

"You're getting better control of your wolf form. That's interesting." Wednesday always assumed Enid would do so. She had control of her nails/claws at a younger age, much younger before she had fully wolfed out during the battle with the Hyde.

"Pet me, WIlla...please?" The phrase 'puppy-dog' eyes has nothing on a girl who literally has canine eyes looking back at you, before changing them back to her human blues. Wednesday found her cute, adorably so, but was hesitant to fully open up that Pandora's Box. After getting close to Tyler, after getting close to, then hurting Xavier so hard, she was loathe to open her heart again so soon.

But physical contact? Normally that abhorred the young raven. But with Enid, after that day, after the loneliness and stress, after that...evening. Well, she'd been more and more accepting of physical contact with her young wolf-ling.

She walked next to Enid's bed, sat next to her classmate, and started stroking her soft hair. Wednesday loved the smell of Enid's hair, but she certainly wouldn't tell her.

Enid's tail started wagging again. Wednesday though to herself, "clearly an automatic reflex to happiness." And yet she herself felt the telltale signs of happiness, a subtle wetness down there, being this close to her...she struggled to come up with a word. Lover was too bold. Fuck buddy was too crass. As she continued to stroke Enid's hair, Enid's back, she saw her roommate's eyes close in pleasure. And started to feel similarly.

Wednesday didn't fix her robe as it fell open, stroking her friend as she did. Enid's eyes opened, tracing the porcelain skin just exposed by the crack in Wednesday's robe. Enid was always eager to find any crack in Wednesday's self-imposed protections, The memories of that night, the days that followed, the intimacy excited her so. And she had been gaining more and more control of her wolf power, practicing when Winna wasn't looking.

She concentrated a bit, focusing on the feelings her friend was eliciting.

Wednesday continued the caring strokes, but couldn't help to look down at her roommate and notice the growing bulge in her shorts. Her minds went back to that night, being mounted by her classmate, and inside she felt her Kegels clench in anticipation.

She looked. The door was clearly locked.

#wenclair #nsfwwenclair #wednesday x enid #enid x wednesday

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Can I Exercise During Pregnancy?

Pregnancy is a transformative experience, often accompanied by a myriad of questions about health and well-being. One common query among expectant mothers is, "Can I exercise during pregnancy?" The short answer is yes, but with some important considerations. Exercising during pregnancy can offer numerous benefits for both the mother and the baby, provided it is done safely and under medical guidance. In this blog, we'll explore the advantages of prenatal exercise and provide tips for staying active, with insights from the experts at the best fertility clinic in Delhi, SCI IVF Hospital.

Benefits of Exercising During Pregnancy

Engaging in regular physical activity during pregnancy can lead to numerous health benefits, including:

Improved Mood and Energy Levels: Exercise can help alleviate common pregnancy symptoms such as fatigue and mood swings by boosting endorphin levels.

Better Sleep: Regular physical activity can improve sleep patterns, helping expectant mothers get the rest they need.

Reduced Pregnancy Discomfort: Exercise can help alleviate back pain, swelling, and constipation, which are common complaints during pregnancy.

Easier Labor and Delivery: Strengthening the body through exercise can lead to a smoother labor and delivery process.

Faster Postpartum Recovery: Women who exercise during pregnancy often experience quicker recovery post-birth.

Safe Exercise Practices

While exercise is beneficial, it is essential to approach it with caution during pregnancy. Here are some tips from the best IVF doctor in Delhi to ensure safe prenatal workouts:

Consult Your Healthcare Provider: Before starting any exercise regimen, it's crucial to get the green light from your healthcare provider, especially if you have any pregnancy complications.

Choose Low-Impact Activities: Opt for low-impact exercises such as walking, swimming, prenatal yoga, and stationary cycling. These activities are gentle on the joints and reduce the risk of injury.

Stay Hydrated and Avoid Overheating: Drink plenty of water before, during, and after exercise. Avoid exercising in hot, humid conditions to prevent overheating.

Listen to Your Body: Pay attention to how your body feels during exercise. If you experience dizziness, shortness of breath, or any unusual symptoms, stop immediately and consult your doctor.

Modify as Needed: As your pregnancy progresses, you may need to modify your exercise routine. Avoid activities that involve lying flat on your back after the first trimester and exercises that pose a risk of falling or abdominal trauma.

Exercise Recommendations

The experts at SCI IVF Hospital suggest incorporating the following types of exercise into your routine:

Aerobic Exercise: Activities like walking, swimming, and dancing can help maintain cardiovascular fitness without putting too much strain on your body.

Strength Training: Light resistance training with weights or resistance bands can help maintain muscle tone. Focus on exercises that target major muscle groups.

Flexibility and Balance: Prenatal yoga and stretching exercises can improve flexibility and balance, which are beneficial as your center of gravity shifts.

Pelvic Floor Exercises: Strengthening the pelvic floor muscles through Kegel exercises can help prevent urinary incontinence and prepare the body for childbirth.

Seeking Professional Guidance

For personalized advice and support, consider consulting with specialists from the best fertility clinic in Delhi. At SCI IVF Hospital, the best IVF doctors provide comprehensive care and guidance for expectant mothers. They can help tailor an exercise plan that meets your specific needs and ensures the health and safety of both you and your baby.

Conclusion

Exercising during pregnancy can be incredibly beneficial when done safely and thoughtfully. By following these guidelines and seeking advice from healthcare professionals, you can enjoy an active and healthy pregnancy. For expert care and support, trust the team at SCI IVF Hospital, the best fertility clinic in Delhi, where the best IVF doctors are dedicated to your well-being every step of the way.

#infertility #ivf #fertility #pregnancy #ivf treatment

[muhgie]

Hey today is Vaginismus Awareness Day so I just wanted to use this as an opportunity to inform some of you guys :)

Vaginismus is an involuntary tensing of the vagina. People experience it at the start of sex, while inserting a tampon or while getting a pelvic exam. Vaginismus can make intercourse painful (dyspareunia). Kegels, vaginal dilators and cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) can help relax muscles and stop spasms. source: Cleveland Clinic

Painful penetration feels different for a lot of people, but the general consensus involves a very intense burning sensation, along with excruciating muscle contractions that are indescribably painful.

There are two types of vaginismus: Primary and Secondary. Primary vaginismus occurs when a person has never experienced successful PIV sex. Primary vaginismus is common in survivors of sexual abuse or assault and/or extreme religious practices like Catholicism. Secondary vaginismus is often experienced after a period of normal sexual function. Secondary vaginismus is common in people who have had hormonal changes, childbirth, menopause, yeast infections, gynecological surgery, sexual assault, or a traumatic event.

People who experience vaginismus may also experience fear, general anxiety, avoidance of certain activities including sex, and protective behaviors.

Treatments for vaginismus include pelvic floor physical therapy, cognitive behavioral therapy, dilation, botox, kegel exercises, and in some cases, hypnotism.

Many people with this diagnosis feel alienated, broken, depressed, confused, anxious, fearful, and unloveable. If you are struggling with these feelings, please remember that having vaginismus does not take away from your worth as a human being. You are worthy of love and intimacy, regardless of your condition. I urge you to look into online support groups and resources. I run a blog dedicated to my personal experiences, and its been quite helpful for documenting my journey

You’re strong and capable of anything. Much love to you all.

#txt #vaginismus #vaginismus awareness

[higher-passion08899110]

*warning POST contains EXPLICIT & GRAPHIC sexual language ⚠️*🔝(In this blog I want to share words that r more of a high🎇 vibe but because this is a 🔞 Blog I censor only a little! xD)

▪️🔹Today we have another topic concerning her beautiful juicesss😽💦✨😚▪️🔹

Some concerns about wetness some have

Can she be TOO wet during intercourse?! 😅

(Addressing the concern the woman stated in the 1st picture)

See again what men have to say about that! 🔝;)

When the relationship is actually that healthy that she produces something like reall 💦 spots during foreplay & the act then honey ur lover did an amazing job! It's simply a honor🌹 experiencing a 😺open like a 🌹✨ for you?! 💯🫶

Now regarding the pictures:

1st of all : there's a huge difference between "wet" and "dripping"

It's like "13seth" and 🔘 say: essentially when she's really dripping and one has already been sexual in that way more frequently, it helps him to focus more on experiencing & essentially learn energetic/ non ejaculatory orgasms which is essentially our goal! :D ( stems from tantric knowledge&practices The goal is just to make that a possibility for him. It has many health & spiritual benefits for HIM and HER but he STILL will always be able to ejaculate if he wants to or feels like it! :D cause that is a god given & beautiful gift too but it's only really necessary for procreation ;) ) The real dripping is also a natural, god given aid for lasting longer and making a "longer" (/literally the whole night) night 😅 a reality. ( multiple rounds included of course). As 🔘 also says a real serious 💦💧 is essential for actually making it through a night while minimizing any signs of rashes/soreness etc.!! So really essential & necessary. when she can get that wet, it's a really good sign

How ❇️ says: it's true that if u make Kegel exercises that u can clench/grip on him willingly if u want that. And it has other health benefits too. There is one really simple practise for training that, (also tools r possible like a yoni egg) . (THIS. Is not necessary tho! If u willingly & attentive train it sometimes u will already develop a more intuitive connection with ur clench/grip (ur PC Muscle <3) (because of that simple technique I haven't tried a yoni egg b4 too but looking forward to it.... Maybye who knows Haha ;)). A 😺 egg is only really recommended and actually NECESSARY after giving birth, it's the real secret wonder weapon for the yoni after birth 😻& when recovering from birth, trying to get into the normal-yoni-state again, I heard that from lots of women already! 😅 More about that topic yet to come 😘✨) I know some sacred PC muscle techniques for loving him during penetration in that way too which is also nice for both ;) ♾️🟰BUT : These r really ADVANCED techniques & a part of: ~pleasure that opens the gateway to heaven~💜🪷🪻 and we're not there yet because we want to start at the 🪴 core right? Rewiring all the wrong things porn teaches us. But yes I'll share that sacred knowledge too when the time has come😊❤️‍🔥

Unfortunately of course, sadly, way MORE common is:

She CAN'T get wet enough! 🫣

Here a checklist for the most common causes:

(make sure to evaluate honestly if one point matches to ur love life regarding this)

⚫Bad communication during sex

90% likely the cause of her not fully getting ready/opening herself. State really what u like & how u like to be touched be honest unapologetically babe!💕 Or she senses something's "off" bc her lover doesn't communicate their desires or wishes well enough during result ➡️the yoni doesn't trust, feel loved & appreciated enough ➡️byebye wetness

⚫Foreplay 10 mins? Nahh

Men: yes most women need MORE than 10 mins foreplay! Periodt 😅 & we have a 6th sense and know if u just do foreplay because u "have to do this" or because u lovvvveeee the journey and love giving pleasure to ur love for free 🥰🫗. That's why I always recommend edging ❤️‍🔥💙🌹 because it literally rewires ur brain from finish line to ➡️ baby the whole journey is pleasure thoooo!🫠👀🫀✨ Edging is also a very spiritual & tantric practice. (most intense orgasms included but that's just an add-on a "bonus" One of the most important lessons in tantric practices: focus on the journey so that the bliss is eternal.<3

In porn u learn the exact opposite there the ejac./(finish line) is the only thing that's interesting

⚫Ditch hormonal birth control like the pill

Obviously messes with ur hormones & reduces the libido AF! I have a friend who took the pill for years being with her bf at that time. They broke up she pauses for 1 month, she literally tells /asks me:" help, is it normal to get this wet? Like I actually felt real lust again after like 2 years!!! But now I'm single lol" She didn't even know how real lust feels. Reduced libido is a very strong side effect of the pill, I don't even wanna know how many girls r on the pill & have sex that's not really good & rather uncomfortable and the sex is what? Rare? So then he cheats or leaves? Because she doesnt feel REAL desire Lust enough (she just not dripping🙌) also note : tantric practicioners say: even with an average size she SHOULD truly drip b4 penetration u don't have to be big big for that, it's still way better tho.

⚫Listen to ur yoni

She way more emotionally intelligent than u, yes xD🫶 Maybye he's just a douchebag? 😅get ur checklist from the vid postet regarding what makes an excellent Dom(if u identify as a devine fem.) and the right people will make u drip ❤️‍🔥😊 ur yoni will lead u right if u really learn to listen to her, she's sensitive, she'll lead u right💙❤️😊💧

TMI

3 days ago I dripped like really seriously 💦💧😂🌹🤭🤭💙❤️‍🔥👀🪻💋❤️(I'm not gonna give any context with who or why etc.! Irrevelant! 😂🙏) I just did 😚 & I found I had an enlightening moment then✨Cause saying u'r too wet is really saying like "I'm too blessed" cause ur blessed. It's a blessing. U r a blessing, it's godly, Periodt 💙🌹❤️‍🔥😇😊

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Side note :

(I love Quora cause I think the people r so extremely honest there! :D & this honesty is really rare but powerful. I think it's really cool to understand the different gender better too (of course everyone is still different but I think one can learn quite a lot from this cool website cause:) #WELOVEHONESTY Furthermore, we should normalize talking about intimate things like this more <3

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hiiiii~

First off, love your blog for all the reasons, and the sex ed work you’re doing is super important! ❤️❤️❤️

I was reading your info on kegel toys—I’ve read that the reason one might have abdominal discomfort after orgasm is weak pelvic floor muscles. I’ve thought about getting some kegel stuff, but like you pointed out, a lot of it is pseudoscience.

Can you recommend any resources on how to do kegel exercises? Everyone says do them but never How.

Thank you!

oh, sure! literally dead simple!

you can locate your kegel muscles by waiting until you go to the bathroom to urinate and then stopping mid-stream. if you can do that, congrats, you can do a kegel! really pay attention to the muscles you're flexing, practice doing it a few times to make sure you have the feel of where they are and how to flex them. after that, there's nothing stopping you from doing them as much as you like, as often as you want - within reason!

note that it's recommended you only hold the muscles for a few seconds at a time, as clenching them for too long can actually strain the pelvic floor muscles and weaken them further - a common concern about yoni eggs! quick, short bursts a couple times a day are optimal.

if you're unable to identify those muscles and can't control your urine stream at all, hey - that actually might be a great time to talk to a urologist (or, if you have a vagina, a gynecologist) about your weak pelvic floor muscles, and see if they think it might be a good idea to try out something like the kegel weights I mentioned in that post!

#sex edventures 2023

[theworsethingsgettheharderifight]

practicing my kegels to one day be able to hatch my $66 goop yoni egg

[tabootabletalk]

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗙𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚?

𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁:

(thread below)

If you think fisting is having someone shove a clutched fist up your vulva, then you've got it all wrong. Instead of that punch to the vag approach, fisting actually consists of your partner entering his or her fingers into your love tunnel one by one until all five digits are past the threshold.

"𝙁𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜": [is the] sexual practice in which someone’s entire hand & all five fingers are inserted into the vagina or rectum.

Vaginal fisting is not for everyone and should be done with great care. Many consider fisting a fetish and as extreme penetration by inserting an entire fist of someone's hand inside the vagina. If you decide to try this remember, such as proper hygiene, lubrication, & patience.𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚 4 𝙁𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜:

● Ensure hands are clean,finger nails are short & filed down. You may want to use a nitrile glove to prevent new bacteria introduction.

● Use ample lubrication

(my favorite lubes: Wicked Aqua,Sliquid H20, Pjur Aqua Aloe...Almost Naked, Intimate Earth)

● Start with small insertions, such as two or three fingers, before working up to the entire hand

● Move slowly & and intentionally to avoid a sudden tear, which can be very painful.

𝙁𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙏𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨:

- Use well-lubricated finger at the tip of the opening.

-start by making circles around the outer vaginal lips (labia). Begin with fingers, work up to four, and keep checking to make sure it is comfortable.- Finally, begin to insert the thumb and slowly work your way in twisting and rotating gently.

- Be patient and go slow.

- Your fist may feel like it gets sucked in at first, but you will be able to move around more freely once in.

- To remove the fist put fingers together and straight forward & twist out just as you inserted them. You will want to focus on the G-spot.

- It's helpful to have your partner climax before fisting, because the vagina expands inside after climax, making fisting more comfortable

𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚:

Because fisting is an intense experience, you will want to ensure that your partner is doing well afterward. You may want to add some soothing lubrication, offer them some water to drink, & give them some extra pampering in their recovery. Pay attention to any spotting of blood afterward, and should there be any bleeding, you may wish to review this with a physician.

𝘾𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜...

Sex should be pleasurable, so if fisting should become too intense or painful, then you can always stop. The vagina is amazing in stretching and returning to its usual shape, so the most important thing you can do...to keep your vagina healthy is pelvic floor exercises (Kegel exercise) to keep the pelvic floor muscles strong.

[drarorasclinic1]

Benefits of Kegel Exercises for Men | Male Sexual Wellness with Kegel Power!

Sexual health is an integral aspect of overall well-being, and for men, Kegel exercises can play a significant role in enhancing sexual performance. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the benefits of Kegel exercises for male sexual health, shedding light on the importance of these exercises and how they contribute to a fulfilling and satisfying intimate life.

Understanding Kegel Exercises for Men

Identifying the Pelvic Floor Muscles

Key Benefits of Kegel Exercises for Men

Improved Erectile Function One of the primary benefits of Kegel exercises is their positive impact on erectile function. Strengthening the pelvic floor muscles enhances blood circulation to the genital area, promoting better erectile health.

How to Perform Kegel Exercises Correctly

Locating the Pelvic Floor Muscles Proper execution is key to reaping the benefits of Kegel exercises. Learn how to locate and isolate the pelvic floor muscles through simple yet effective techniques.

Mastering the Contractions Understanding the different types of contractions, including quick contractions and sustained contractions, is essential for an effective Kegel routine.

Establishing a Routine Consistency is crucial for results. Create a personalized Kegel exercise routine that fits seamlessly into your daily life for maximum effectiveness.

Addressing Common Misconceptions

Kegel Exercises Aren’t Just for Women Dispelling the myth that Kegel exercises are exclusive to women, we emphasize the significant benefits they bring to male sexual health.

Age and Kegel Exercises Contrary to popular belief, men of all ages can benefit from Kegel exercises. It’s never too early or too late to start incorporating them into your routine.

Integrating Kegel Exercises into Your Lifestyle

Beyond the Bedroom Kegel exercises extend beyond the bedroom. Discover how incorporating them into your routine can contribute to overall pelvic health and prevent issues such as urinary incontinence.

Partner Involvement Explore how incorporating Kegel exercises into your routine can be a shared experience with your partner, fostering a deeper connection and understanding of each other’s sexual well-being.

Conclusion: Elevating Male Sexual Wellness through Kegel Exercises

In conclusion, Kegel exercises offer a myriad of benefits for men seeking to enhance their sexual health. From improved erectile function to increased stamina, the advantages are substantial. By understanding the anatomy, practicing correct techniques, and integrating Kegel exercises into your lifestyle, you can embark on a journey toward a healthier and more satisfying intimate life. Embrace the power of Kegels and unlock the potential for heightened sexual wellness.

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