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This one is pure cotton candy, folks. No plot — just horny, slice-of-life vibes.
This. She's not fibbing.
the fluffiest boy,
She was too horny to think.
Get ready... I highlighted these words every time they were said. Which was what I counted 10 times...
She was too horny to think rationally
Like a cat in heat
She’d smiled, not slowing until she was right before him, feeling the drag of his gaze over her body, biting her lip as he shifted, adjusting the front of his jeans with no trace of subtlety.
She didn't want to date the big minotaur. She didn't want to get involved with anyone from work. She was smart enough to know that it would only bring trouble. Grace loved her job, loved the people she worked with and the community they served, and she wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that.
You were just rubbing on HIM.
Too horny to think.
You know what... I get it girl. I be thinkin' about crackin' my crush everyday too.
She would hobble back to her little table on shaky legs with cum-smeared thighs,
Too horny to think.
Too horny to think.
She needed to get out and meet someone, even if she wasn't sure if she was ready for a relationship yet. Otherwise, she was likely to become horny enough to go writhing around on the sidewalk like a cat in heat, yowling and offering her pussy to any passersby that wanted to fill it.
I though I was down bad...
Too horny to think,
You did say you were going to start being more adventurous . . .
the sound of soft clicks and chirps
the unknown factor of her audience was thrilling. Maybe it's someone cute
Or perhaps a batperson,
SONAR IS THAT YOU BB??
Would they be hanging upside down? Wouldn’t that make a huge mess when he cums?
LMAO
too horny to think.
Girl... we get it.
Soft, comforting chirps issued from the tree as she settled, the low, purring hum providing a cocoon of sound, lulling her into a deep, satisfied sleep.
She'd nearly had sex with her coworker. She'd masturbated in front of an unknown stranger, possibly a creeper, potentially one of her neighbors. Impulsive, irresponsible, incautious. You’re lucky you weren’t murdered.
emotional abuse — of complaints and gaslighting and tiny insults, like microscopic shards of glass beneath her skin, chafing until she bled, an interior wound that never healed, scraping her raw.
Feels like she's talking about my ex.
Too horny to think.
She needed someone to go down on her until she came against their tongue, and then fuck her until she was boneless and finally able to get a good night's rest.
a good licking and a deep fucking,
MOOD
being sucked by her thirsty voyeur as if she were the last glass of water on earth.
I felt like I was the actual voyeur during these parts to be honest.
She wasn't sure if he suffered from social anxiety or was perhaps just a cute weirdo,
he blurted out suddenly, urgent chirps accompanying his words. It’s kind of adorable, she thought of the small sounds he made.
His wings fluttered nervously, the fluffy antennae atop his head twitching wildly.
She wondered if her other neighbors who may have possessed a heightened sense of smell were able to tell when people were walking around with damp panties.
I would die if everyone around me could smell that...
Okay, it’s not kind of adorable, it’s completely adorable.
she smiled up at him in the darkness, seeking his red eyes and blushing to find them already trained on her intently.
if books and movies have taught us nothing else, it’s always the cute nerdy guy who loves to eat pussy.
Grace was certain she would be able to sit on the floor and lift her legs and slide her way home,
GURL lmao
Too horny to think.
GET A GRIP OF YOURSELF WOMAN
He tutted. "These men act like boys, and then they wonder why they're treated like infants in their relationships. If you haven't heard from him by Thursday, delete his number. You're too good for that."
PERIOD.
Too horny to think . . .
He left. He left without even saying hello or goodbye.
I don't know if you ever heard from your new friend But he's had five different addresses in the last four years Here for a good time, but not a long time Who cares if he's trash, I say make the most of it
He could claim it was an urban legend all he wanted, the way he'd appeared like some giant winged menace was more than just a bit disconcerting. No wonder humans make up stories!
needing to feel his heat and smell the warm, smokey smell of him to banish her insecurities.
Girl is cooked.
finding his red eyes traveling up her body as she straightened, warming her with their garnet glow.
I don’t want to make you talk about painful things, but is there someone I need to drop off a bridge somewhere?"
"I thought you said you weren’t a fighter?" "I'm not, but I never said anything about not being the jealous type,"
He smiled as he wrote, giving her a flash of those small fangs again
she was going to learn what his weight felt like above her, how soft his velvety skin would be against every part of her.
The thought of being the first human to suckle on his cock tip was exhilarating,
WHAT?! SUCKLE?? That's what we are calling it now?? We in Dandadan right now?
she finger fucked herself for her audience,
Note to self: mothmen love eating pussy.
Love that for you. Not jealous at all.
"Merrick! I'm pretty sure you Hoovered an entire layer of nerve endings off my clit. Obviously we're going to do that again."
"You-you’re so soft," he murmured, his voice a low hum. "So soft and delicate. I-I don’t want to hurt you . . . "
FUCK ME UP MOTHMAN
