Author: SheWolfThrowaway

[F]uck Me Eyes

While speaking to someone about the power of “fuck me eyes”, I remembered one of the most intense situations I had about a year and a half ago.

I was studying at the time and living with some friends in another city. We had a few friends come over, one of whom I had a crush on. It wasn’t right, I was supposed to have a crush on him but the sexual chemistry was undeniable from the moment we looked at each other.

Now back to the party. We were a group of 7/8 people sitting around the kitchen table. Since I arrived late, I sat bang opposite my crush. From the moment I sat down, our eyes met and only left each others when someone else needed our attention.

My mind was full of the filthiest thoughts and I knew his was too by the way his eyes scanned my body. As the night progressed, we found a way to get closer and closer till I sat right next to him. Even then, it was just occasional touches and that one stray finger that would trace my spine. Read more »

I [F] couldn’t stop myself from touching my needy pussy today.

I have come to realise that I HAVE TO cum every morning atleast once before starting my work day. I try to do it before my work day so that it doesn’t come between my work. But if I have to start my day properly, I need to cum. Today however wasnt that day.

I’ve been stressed at work lately and orgasms first thing in the morning became a luxury. So I’ve been waking up and starting work before I even get a drop of coffee in. But today, I couldn’t stop. There was a lot of pent up energy and I found myself thinking about being fucked on my work desk or against the wall of my bedroom or doggy style on my bed and I had to touch myself.

I work from home and share my room with a family member. She wasn’t in the room and I decided to be more bold and get my lush out. I bucked my clit into that lush like my life depended on it and pressed it hard. I had to get my little dildo out too eventually. Read more »

I [F] am addicted to sexting and cumming over and over thanks to [M]y online FWB.

The last four days have been manic. Everytime I told my online fwb I shouldn’t cum, he made me cum harder than ever. It’s like it became his life’s mission..

I usually go to the bathroom to cum but he got me so worked up, I was discreetly touching myself under the covers on my bed, bucking my clit into my palm..while I had someone sleeping on the bed next to mine. That night I came the hardest (and twice in a row).

Yesterday was day four. I am addicted to him making me cum. He sends me voice notes, pictures and GIFs and has me moaning before I even touch myself. He knows the effect he has on me and loves using my deepest desires to coax orgasms out of me for his pleasure. The minute he starts moaning my eyes roll back and I feel waves of pleasure without laying a finger on myself.

Last night, as a sort of a “thank you for the last four days”.. I was sending him some very very filthy messages so he can cum too ( even though he said he cant 😏). Read more »

I [F] loved it when my ex [M] would wake me up with sex (my earliest CNC experience).

When I was 21, I started dating one of my closest friends. As a friend, he was the sweetest most caring guy ever. The typical shy and nerdy type of guy with just the right about of confidence. But as a boyfriend, nothing great. He was hardly ever interested in me and my life once he got me tbh.

However, the sex was insane (maybe thats why I stuck around). It would always start off soft and and gentle. He would kiss my neck and give ample attention to my tits and nipples, while spooning and fucking me. But we would never finish like this. We’d just cuddle and sleep.

This is because, without fail, every night, I would wake up to him spitting on or smacking my pussy and entering me with all his might. Sometimes I’d wake up with him flipping me over, lightly spanking or grabbing my ass. It was so hot because I’d be groggy, trying to figure out what happening but my pussy would be feeling so good. To make things event hotter, once I’d be up he’d talk dirty to me. He would tell me what a slut I was for being wet from all the manhandling and how this is how I really liked it. And I did, I loved the animal in him that was hidden behind his goody-two-shoes act. Read more »