• ????: [M4F] [Str8] [Bi] [sexting] [teasing] [playing with myself] [I want you very badly] [switchy brat dom energy] [quarantine land lonely]
• **Estimated reading time:** *6 minutes, 6 seconds. Contains 1222 words*
*A ramblefap I texted out while imagining sexting you. For those interested,* >!I was touching myself while I wrote this and there is more on another site I post to. Check the comments~!<
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Mmmmm, it’s been a while since I’ve had anyone to touch. Anyone to play with. It’s just me, trapped in quarantine land, all by my lonesome self. And let me tell you, I have had a LOT of time to play with myself during all this.
Somedays, I’m so worked up I get off 3, maybe 4 times. It’s an itch that can’t quite be scratched on my own, but boy does that not stop me from trying my hardest.
And I get, so, so very hard sometimes. Wrapping my fingers around this thick cock of mine, the heat radiating off of it as I start to stroke myself. I have a nice and dirty imagination, but I also love a little visual stimulation. Something pretty, something sexy, something easy on the eyes. And that’s where you come in, my dear.
I love to think about you. Imagining the curves of your body. The shape of you before me. Having some pictures of you helps during this most lonely of seasons. I get flashes of inspiration from the teasy pics you send me. Ideas that go on my “to-do” list, or more appropriately, my “to-do to you” list.
Those perky nipples of yours are fun to look at. I enjoy seeing you squeeze them and play with them, don’t get me wrong. But they are absolutely begging to be bitten, to be sucked on hard. I want them in my mouth. To roll my tongue over each one and take turns kissing them. Of course, being so pent up, I want to be rough with you. I want you to feel my teeth close down on them, to pull them and pinch them and slap them. Make you moan and gasp and beg me to go easier on them. I only promise that I’ll be nice to them. Nice to you.
I’ll be very nice to you.
So nice, in fact, because it will be my first chance to have some fun in person with someone in… oh, six months? Maybe more. I hope you can clear your calendar because I plan on fucking your brains out all weekend long. Only coming up for water, sleep, and good takeout.
I will not be taking my hands off of you. I will not be slowing down or stopping until we’re both exhausted and completely fucking satisfied on every level.
Every hole of yours, from that pretty little mouth to that dirty little asshole, I’m going to make mine. I want to make you feel really good and you’re going to make me feel oh so fucking good too. Lose ourselves in a horny haze. Minds fuzzy, legs weak, bodies sore in all the right places.
Grrrr, it’s really not my thing, waiting. Or maybe, I have waited long enough and I’m impatient to pounce you. To finish devouring your tits and turn you around in my arms. Grabbing you from behind, pulling you back into my body so you can feel my stiff cock against your ass. I wish you could feel what my hand feels right now. This raging erection. This frustrated boner. Feel it press between your ass cheeks, against your back, as my arms grope you and grab you, fondling you in my fingers as I growl in your ear.
My arms pull you back with surprising strength to them. When I want something, I want it badly. When I want you, there’s not much that can keep me from you. Your beast, your wolf, your wildman. There will be time for tender kisses and soft touches later. Cuddles after rough sex. Tonight, I want you like a bitch in heat as I fuck you from wall to wall. Pick a piece of furniture you want me to fuck you over, I’ll add it to the list.
You can give me those big, “fuck me” eyes and moan a breathy “yes, sir” or you can be a brat and resist. Tell me you’re not dripping wet at the sound of my voice in your ear, at the thought of my dick filling you up and slamming into you. You can try to wiggle out of my grasp and try to boss me around, but I won’t have it. Not tonight. Tonight is grabbing you firmly by the hair and pulling you around to where I want you. To telling you just how I want you. To just taking you when I want you.
I know you’d look so very good sucking down my cock. I probably wouldn’t even have to guide you. Probably wouldn’t need to make you choke it down your throat tonight, since you know I’m in a mood to be rough. But as much as you might like that, I think I just want to get to fucking you.
I can spare a hand away from teasing your tits to run my fingers along your pussy. Fingering along the length of it, circling your clit, slipping an eager finger inside you to feel just how wet you already are for me. Oh, how I want to have you dripping for me. A soaked, hungry, horny slut ready and eager for this cock.
I want to hear that moan of yours. Those gasps and groans as I slide another finger in and stroke you a little deeper, a little firmer. All while holding you like you’re mine. Like you can’t escape my grasp tonight. Like I’m going to own you, mind, body, and soul.
I want to tease you fiercely. Play on all your little spots. Trip all your senses so your mind is exploding with sensations and fireworks before I’ve even begun to fuck you. I said I was going to be nice to you, not that I would play nice. I might play nice with you, but that depends on your moans and mind at this point.
Once I have you good and worked up, so you’re squirming in my arms, pressing your pussy against my hand, then I might feel like I’ve got you wet enough. I want to get you begging for it. Whether its verbally, your voice crying out for me to please fuck you, or be it physical in a way your body tells me it needs me inside you.
Mmmm, think my arm is cramping up from stroking myself so hard thinking about all this. The mind is so very willing but the flesh has limits. I think I need to pick up the pace here a little, stop teasing you, stop teasing myself.
You feel my hot breath on your ear as I whispered just how badly I wanted you. How I was going to ravage you. How I am going to make you mine tonight. How I will make you cum until you can’t think straight anymore.
Cause I want to fuck you until you lose yourself in the feeling. Each orgasm more intense than the last, crashing over your mind and body. I want to leave you puddled and breathless, without a single thought in your head.
How would you like that, lovely? To be a sweat, hot, sticky mess when I’m done with you? To not have a single thought left in your head while your pussy is filled over and over again by me?
I think we can arrange that…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/ih7yg7/a_quarantine_ramblefap_in_text_m4f_str8_bi
If you want a little more of this story, you can find another 2 minutes of story to read on [my user reddit here](https://www.reddit.com/user/YourTextualBoyf/comments/ih83n7/continued_a_quarantine_ramblefap_in_text_m4f_str8/). Link to the full story there as well.
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>!TBH, I’ve been very stressed and feeling unsexy lately. Life is really rough on a lot of fronts right now. I’m not sure how many more sexy stories I will be writing on here, but I wanted to try to share some more of my backlog from my OF. Stay sexy and be kind to yourselves.!<
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