Oh, I’m sure there are things I’ve never even thought of. I like the idea of you fucking me on every piece of furniture… what about in the shower or the bath?
We're definitely branding every piece of furniture in that apartment you mentioned. Does it have a music player? Since I discovered those things, I love the idea of fucking with music playing in the background.
The bath has also become a favorite in this world. Tubs are so spacious here. And the instant warm water! What a marvel! I think we may have fun grooming each other.
From behind - you mean just the position or the actual entrance?
Time to start a collection, then. Ethel and Irving will have to live with it. To be a proper home, it must be fucked in. Thoroughly.
He just pulled that out from his ass, but it's poetic and he'll stick to it.
Washing your hair, soaping you up, massages... you get the idea. I believe grooming is a whole different level of intimacy, don't you agree?
That's alright, the position shall be then. We won't do anything you don't want to. And as I said earlier, if you want to play with my spot, that's available too.
I don't see why we can't do both. Variety makes life more interesting. And that would make for another fun shopping trip. Only you, however? Wouldn't you like seeing me in something sexy too?
I think you could tell that I enjoyed that suit on you today. There’s something so hot about having sex with your clothes on… removing just enough so that you can be inside the other person.
Agreed! It's why I was dying to get under your skirt - besides the obvious reason. Sex with clothes on speaks of urgency and passion. Does that mean I should wear the blue suit tomorrow night?
I’ve never thought about men in lingerie being appealing. Do they make sexy underwear for men?
I loved when you ate me out under my dress. Ultimately, I think I’m a simple woman, Jaskier. I like when a man is attentive and makes me orgasm hard.
If you wear that suit I may end up having to find us a private space backstage so that I can show you my appreciation for it.
You also mentioned that my mouth would look good around your cock. I intend to find out just how good quite soon.
Mayhaps? I've heard some rumors. But I tried on female lingerie and I can assure you, my lovely bottom looks spectacular in it.
What can he say? All those years walking next to Geralt have given him strong thighs and a perky butt. The next text has a bit of a delay because that last part is giving him quite a mental image.
You'll never lack attention with me, I can promise you that much. And I would love to see your private space backstage. For professional reasons, obviously.
Gods, Midge. You can't make me such promise while I'm naked in the tub imagining it.
Yes. Your girls have a very interesting wardrobe. And thank you! Your ass was gorgeous too, although I think I have a preference for your delightful breasts.
Hey, don't put yourself down like that. You're young and newly divorced. Now it's time to get to know yourself again. Try new things, explore a little - in every aspect of your life. And if by the end, you still simply want mind-blowing sex and worship, that's alright as well.
I'm sure we can think of something to do with that suit tomorrow, worry not.
Stop. I'm supposed to join my family for dinner soon.
Oh. That's certainly... welp. Jaskier doesn't expect anyone to be as slutty as him, but he already had two as a teenager. They've been joking about the whole "repressed housewife" deal, but now he truly is wondering how much her family kept her as a good little lady. Thank goodness Abe didn't find him earlier, because Jaskier doesn't think he could've kept his mouth shut for long.
Don't tell me you made it to your wedding night untouched.
Because that's a terrifying thought.
If you don't make a story out of your father almost walking on us, I'll eat my hat.
I didn’t. Joel was my first time, but we didn’t wait until the wedding night.
Midge has always been sassy, but she’s mostly been a good girl. She knew she wanted to wait to have sex for the first time until she found the man she wanted to marry. Considering what Jaskier said about the place that he comes from, he shouldn’t be surprised that she hasn’t slept with many people. Women here seem only slightly more free to make their own sexual decisions than they are on the Continent.
Still doesn’t mean that I have to mention your cock as part of it.
I’ll stick to stand up for now. I like performing.
I guess we do. I couldn’t keep my hands off of you.
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All that to say, I had never seen an uncircumcised penis before I saw yours.
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Oh, I’m sure there are things I’ve never even thought of. I like the idea of you fucking me on every piece of furniture… what about in the shower or the bath?
I want you to take me from behind too.
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The bath has also become a favorite in this world. Tubs are so spacious here. And the instant warm water! What a marvel! I think we may have fun grooming each other.
From behind - you mean just the position or the actual entrance?
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Ethel and Irving have no idea what they’ve done.
You want to wash my hair? I might like washing your long hair too.
Oh, I just meant the position, not…
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He just pulled that out from his ass, but it's poetic and he'll stick to it.
Washing your hair, soaping you up, massages... you get the idea. I believe grooming is a whole different level of intimacy, don't you agree?
That's alright, the position shall be then. We won't do anything you don't want to. And as I said earlier, if you want to play with my spot, that's available too.
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Yes it is. Soaping up my body, perhaps. Both of us get very dirty.
It’s… something we might have to work up to.
I’m afraid I don’t even know what else I might like. Do you have any ideas based on what I’ve already told you?
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Well, since we're both lovers of fine fabrics and beautiful fashion - have you considered lingerie?
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I should ask the girls at the club where they get their outfits. Those are more risqué than what I have right now, unless you enjoy a classic look.
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I think you could tell that I enjoyed that suit on you today. There’s something so hot about having sex with your clothes on… removing just enough so that you can be inside the other person.
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Agreed! It's why I was dying to get under your skirt - besides the obvious reason. Sex with clothes on speaks of urgency and passion. Does that mean I should wear the blue suit tomorrow night?
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I loved when you ate me out under my dress. Ultimately, I think I’m a simple woman, Jaskier. I like when a man is attentive and makes me orgasm hard.
If you wear that suit I may end up having to find us a private space backstage so that I can show you my appreciation for it.
You also mentioned that my mouth would look good around your cock. I intend to find out just how good quite soon.
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What can he say? All those years walking next to Geralt have given him strong thighs and a perky butt. The next text has a bit of a delay because that last part is giving him quite a mental image.
You'll never lack attention with me, I can promise you that much. And I would love to see your private space backstage. For professional reasons, obviously.
Gods, Midge. You can't make me such promise while I'm naked in the tub imagining it.
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I guess I really am a repressed housewife. I just want mind blowing sex where a man worships me. Today pretty much fit the bill.
The problem is that there isn’t much private space at this club. It’s not like The Wolford where I have my own dressing room.
Is thinking about me down on my knees in front of you making your cock hard?
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Hey, don't put yourself down like that. You're young and newly divorced. Now it's time to get to know yourself again. Try new things, explore a little - in every aspect of your life. And if by the end, you still simply want mind-blowing sex and worship, that's alright as well.
I'm sure we can think of something to do with that suit tomorrow, worry not.
Stop. I'm supposed to join my family for dinner soon.
That's a yes.
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Thank you. My tits are always a big hit with men. Very few men have seen them completely naked though.
Except for that time at The Gaslight, if that counts.
I want you to help me explore… if you’re up for that.
Okay, fine, I’ll stop teasing you.
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I hope this question doesn't cross a line, but - how many men have had that honor? Besides me.
She says she won't tease him anymore, but the fact she wants him to teach her everything is erotic on its own.
It'd be a great honor to be your mentor in this journey. Just make sure to say nice things about my cock on stage.
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She’s sure that’s an extremely low number to him.
Quite bold of you to assume that I’m going to talk about your cock onstage.
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Don't tell me you made it to your wedding night untouched.
Because that's a terrifying thought.
If you don't make a story out of your father almost walking on us, I'll eat my hat.
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Midge has always been sassy, but she’s mostly been a good girl. She knew she wanted to wait to have sex for the first time until she found the man she wanted to marry. Considering what Jaskier said about the place that he comes from, he shouldn’t be surprised that she hasn’t slept with many people. Women here seem only slightly more free to make their own sexual decisions than they are on the Continent.
Still doesn’t mean that I have to mention your cock as part of it.
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I don't know, I think it was a very important part of it. Some could even consider it the protagonist, if you will.
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Did you hear how that sounded in your head before you typed it out, Jaskier?
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You're right, I'm sorry. Clearly, the protagonist was your liking my chest hair.
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It’s true. I did like your chest hair. I wasn’t expecting it, nor was I expecting all those muscles in your chest and stomach.
About your cock… do you know about circumcision?
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So when you think about it, we like each other's tits. I'm afraid I don't know that word, but please, tell me more about my cock.
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I guess we do. I couldn’t keep my hands off of you.
It’s a practice where a baby boy’s foreskin is removed from his penis. Different cultures and religions here practice it, including Jews. It’s an ancient practice and it’s considered a rite of passage in the Jewish religion. It’s actually becoming more popular amongst non-Jews in the US because it’s considered more hygienic and can help prevent some venereal diseases.
All that to say, I had never seen an uncircumcised penis before I saw yours.
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laughing so hard at the idea of Abe freaking out not because of the lover, but because of the dick
that’s exactly what would happen lololol
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The uncut dick was too good for her to quit talking to him
lmao priorities
exactly
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(credit: Charles Simic)
all these men writing naughty poems
it was hard to find something poetic and not just raunchy
Not surprising lol
Cartier and Tiffany lmaooo
i might just use it tbh
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lol my bad
nah, no worries, makes sense. Midge wouldn't know
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lmaooooo SUSIE PLEASE
:D
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I want that drink
now you have your weekend plans lol
seriously
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Why are we awake?
because we can
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omg that's so pretty and perfect (poem by Justin Farley)
I know right!
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never apologize for having a life! glad to hear you had fun
<3
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