Amiamiamango - Am I A... Mango?

I think the pleases serve a few different functions:

They’re a good way to signal that I want to come and that I’m getting close to coming. It’s a way to tell you that you’re on the right track.

there is something immensely satisfying with the power dynamic that gets generated by them. Saying please please please is just me begging you. That means that you are in a position where you get to decide whether to give me what I want or not. So it’s not that I think you will stop, but more that you could stop if you chose to.

I think that repeating please indicates a certain level of incoherence. it’s the idea that whatever you’re doing to me is so incredible that it’s rendered me incapable of saying anything except please over and over again. I personally find that very arousing.

When subs do that little ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ before cumming. ♡

I think you already know that I would do anything to earn it

Tying you to your bed and making you stare at my cock till you drool. Jerking off while you watch because only good sluts get to feel it and you haven't earned it yet.

Your tongue can only reach so far. I want to taste the smoke and feel its heat as it fills the rest of the space in my mouth.

Dinner is served

I’ve had something like this on my mind for some time. In my head, I picture you tying me, laying me naked on your lap, and punishing me for something (I don’t know what). I’m not entirely sure whether I’d want you to use your hand or something else. Either way I can guarantee you that I’d be dripping wet by the end of this.

I think I remember you telling me at some point that you don’t find boobs (or really any part of the body) inherently arousing. Which makes me think that you’re less aroused by the body itself and more by the position that the body is in. So let’s make a slight modification to this:

*I send you pics of me kneeling with my tongue out and my hand in between my legs and you send me whimpering audios of you jerking yourself off to it.

Date idea: I send you pics of my boobs and you send me whimpering audios of you jerking yourself off to it.

This used to be a serious fantasy of mine. I mean, it probably still is, but now it’s hard to say whether this is just hot in theory or if I’d actually like it in practice. One the one hand, I do think the notion of doing some risqué and potentially getting caught is exciting and arousing. But my concern is that the fear of getting caught and facing real life consequences would kill the fun of it. I’m curious if there’s a way to simulate the mental states of a scenario like this while actually being in a controlled/consequence free environment.

oh you want me to fuck you somewhere risky huh? me dragging you to a stall and pulling your wet panties to the side while telling you to better shut up unless you want to get caught and force myself inside your cunt sounds good, right baby? i’ll use you so good that you can’t even try to keep your filthy sounds in. i wanna see you panic when someone comes in and watch your shaky hand covering your mouth. i’ll lean down to whisper in your ear “don’t try to act like you’re something else than a whore, sweetie. if you were actually decent, you’d be pushing me away but yet… your pretty pussy is sucking me in even more, she doesn’t want me to pull out hm?”

i’ll slow down to let you catch your breath and tell you to calm down cause the person outside is already gone. you’re so dumb and easy you’ll believe me but you’ll feel your heart drop when i spank your ass so hard that a voice asks “is everything okay?”

I think we do both pretty well ☺️

You can have both

this. I want you to push my body to its limits solely for your own gain. Just so I can show you how good of a toy I am for you

inspection/experiment kink but it’s about a new, slightly inexperienced dom using me to figure out what they like. blindfolding and tying me down carefully, watching me squirm for several long minutes before going god, that’s nice. starting to touch and grope me, growing bolder and bolder until i’m feeling thoroughly objectified, and hearing them say yeah, this is cute. it’s fun pretending you’re a toy like this. asking me to call them different names and titles while they’re edging me, and hearing their rushed inhale when i say the perfect one for them. say that again, pet.

topping and bottoming in different ways before deciding on what they prefer while i’m fucked out and oversensitized beneath them. writing all their newfound favorite pet names on me, until my skin is covered with fucktoy and pretty plaything and good mutt. fingering and stroking me until they’ve found out just how to drag the right whimpers and moans out of me; accidentally pinching my nipples a little too hard so that i yelp, and immediately saying oh, that one’s my favorite. pushing their fingers carefully down my throat until i start to gag, and then: aw, are those tears? they’re a good look on you.

raining slaps on my chest, my face, my thighs, until they’ve got the rhythm and technique down. forcing a particularly loud scream from me the first time you land a slap perfectly between my legs, and laughing in delight. fuck, darling. you know, i think i might be a sadist.

I’m still trying to figure out what your “something’s” are. I think I have a few, but I’m sure there are more to find out. I wonder if there will always be more to learn and more to find out. I hope so. Do you know what my “something’s” are?

when someone finds something that really works on you and they go OH. and you can see their brain go ✨ and they do it again and again for the pleasure of watching your desire for them make you short-circuit