AttentionObsessed
Meteorite
- Joined
- Apr 4, 2023
Hey I'm Kennedy.. I'm 18yrs + and you have be at least 18yrs+ to play with me.' Im 25 f USA i work a lot so my schedule is random but I'll reply and at LEAST a paragraph per reply.
About me: white, long brown hair ,blue eyes, short 5'2" petite 110lbs, perky titties. Imma stoner slut. Heres my list of main Kinks and limits:
Imma Kinky Bitch
into 420, 69,sucking cock, doggy style, risky sex, foreplay, dirty talk, being restrained/handcuffs, spanks are good for rewards and funishment, teasing, edging, denial, dressing up (lingerie/cosplay), rough sex, hair pulling, being manhandled, I can get feisty so you might want to collar me and keep me on a short leash, I love men in uniform. My titties are hella sensitiveee- I love them played with (licked, bit, pinched, sucked, slapped, squeezed), I LOVE the thrill of getting caught+ the head rush that comes with it, risky sex, I have a size difference kink I'm short and petite and I like it when a guy is taller& stronger than me, etc.
Limits: piss, scat , Necro/Death, excessive beating, not into pegging dudes.
My Darker Side: i have a blackmail/coerced kink,, I'm a control freak in EVERY aspect of my life so I LOVE to be dominated in the bedroom.I like taboo/forbidden fruit..
Weeds my aphrodisiac.
"remind me again why I'm doing this?" I ask as I creep through the new neighbors house silently looking for the master room. I find it and start to climb on the dresser so I can switch out the detectors."I'm 65% sure he's a fucking pornstar" she whispers excitedly on the phone and I freeze. "Dude you had me sneak into the new neighbors house because you think he's a pornstar? Are you kidding me?is it working?" I ask as I click the new smoke detector in place. She answers yes and I jump from the dresser lightly."dude I did a B&E for an 65% chance? I'm going to kick your ass when I get back" I tell my sister before hanging up, and walking into the hallway.
"Don't fucking move" a deep male voice growls. I close my eyes and raise my hands in the air." What's in your hand?" He snaps right behind me, and I flinch. I didn't hear him move. You're quick. " Its a smoke detector- i work for First Alert" I lie quickly. "Lifetime warranty- im here to replace your faulty detector" i finish smoothly. The man snatches the smoke alarm out of my hands; causing me to jump at your closeness. "Replacing my detector at 2 in the morning? I don't think so-nice try sweet cheeks" you laugh. I chew my bottom lip nervously.
"Put your hands on your head" you order. I slowly move my hands to the back of my head. "Turn around" you growl. I sigh before turning, keeping my eyes on the floor. Slowly my eyes traveled up your body. Your wearing some sneakers, a pair of black pajama pants hang loosely on your hips, your body's firm: nice arms , athletic; obviously a gym rat, i could also tell you spend a lot of time outdoors just from looking at your complexion. As soon as our eyes lock i inhale sharply. I assumed you would be older, not around my age. you notice I'm checking you out, and you give me a cocky smirk.
I glance at your hands, which are empty. No gun, taser, or knife. I flash you a killer smile and make a break for the door. you show some sportsmanship and let me make it into the hall before you overtake me. You wrap a muscular arm around my waist and we propel forward and into the wall. "Why don't you tell me why you're really here" you demand as you spin me around to face you. You glare at the black baseball cap on my head and yank it off. I keep my face down as my long brown hair pours outta the hat. You slowly look me up and down. My black leggings and fitted t-shirt cling to every curve of my body. The shirt has a low enough, giving a good view of my chest rising and falling. "Fine if you won't tell me, maybe you'll tell the cops" you pull your phone from your pocket and begin to dial. "9-" you start. "Don't call the cops" i blurt out quickly. "Why shouldn't i ?" You growl out. I bite my bottom lip and don't answer."1-..." You pause again as I tell you to stop. "I'm on probation.. I'll do anything.
..please" i beg
message with your reply and we'll see if we're compatible and go from there.
About me: white, long brown hair ,blue eyes, short 5'2" petite 110lbs, perky titties. Imma stoner slut. Heres my list of main Kinks and limits:
Imma Kinky Bitch
into 420, 69,sucking cock, doggy style, risky sex, foreplay, dirty talk, being restrained/handcuffs, spanks are good for rewards and funishment, teasing, edging, denial, dressing up (lingerie/cosplay), rough sex, hair pulling, being manhandled, I can get feisty so you might want to collar me and keep me on a short leash, I love men in uniform. My titties are hella sensitiveee- I love them played with (licked, bit, pinched, sucked, slapped, squeezed), I LOVE the thrill of getting caught+ the head rush that comes with it, risky sex, I have a size difference kink I'm short and petite and I like it when a guy is taller& stronger than me, etc.
Limits: piss, scat , Necro/Death, excessive beating, not into pegging dudes.
My Darker Side: i have a blackmail/coerced kink,, I'm a control freak in EVERY aspect of my life so I LOVE to be dominated in the bedroom.I like taboo/forbidden fruit..
Weeds my aphrodisiac.
"remind me again why I'm doing this?" I ask as I creep through the new neighbors house silently looking for the master room. I find it and start to climb on the dresser so I can switch out the detectors."I'm 65% sure he's a fucking pornstar" she whispers excitedly on the phone and I freeze. "Dude you had me sneak into the new neighbors house because you think he's a pornstar? Are you kidding me?is it working?" I ask as I click the new smoke detector in place. She answers yes and I jump from the dresser lightly."dude I did a B&E for an 65% chance? I'm going to kick your ass when I get back" I tell my sister before hanging up, and walking into the hallway.
"Don't fucking move" a deep male voice growls. I close my eyes and raise my hands in the air." What's in your hand?" He snaps right behind me, and I flinch. I didn't hear him move. You're quick. " Its a smoke detector- i work for First Alert" I lie quickly. "Lifetime warranty- im here to replace your faulty detector" i finish smoothly. The man snatches the smoke alarm out of my hands; causing me to jump at your closeness. "Replacing my detector at 2 in the morning? I don't think so-nice try sweet cheeks" you laugh. I chew my bottom lip nervously.
"Put your hands on your head" you order. I slowly move my hands to the back of my head. "Turn around" you growl. I sigh before turning, keeping my eyes on the floor. Slowly my eyes traveled up your body. Your wearing some sneakers, a pair of black pajama pants hang loosely on your hips, your body's firm: nice arms , athletic; obviously a gym rat, i could also tell you spend a lot of time outdoors just from looking at your complexion. As soon as our eyes lock i inhale sharply. I assumed you would be older, not around my age. you notice I'm checking you out, and you give me a cocky smirk.
I glance at your hands, which are empty. No gun, taser, or knife. I flash you a killer smile and make a break for the door. you show some sportsmanship and let me make it into the hall before you overtake me. You wrap a muscular arm around my waist and we propel forward and into the wall. "Why don't you tell me why you're really here" you demand as you spin me around to face you. You glare at the black baseball cap on my head and yank it off. I keep my face down as my long brown hair pours outta the hat. You slowly look me up and down. My black leggings and fitted t-shirt cling to every curve of my body. The shirt has a low enough, giving a good view of my chest rising and falling. "Fine if you won't tell me, maybe you'll tell the cops" you pull your phone from your pocket and begin to dial. "9-" you start. "Don't call the cops" i blurt out quickly. "Why shouldn't i ?" You growl out. I bite my bottom lip and don't answer."1-..." You pause again as I tell you to stop. "I'm on probation.. I'll do anything.
..please" i beg
message with your reply and we'll see if we're compatible and go from there.