@lustfulscripts
I took a veryyyyy long vacation and it is defininetly time to be back…..
https://www.patreon.com/posts/im-backkkk-and-143649707?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link
Here we go again
https://www.wattpad.com/1589230054?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=lustfulscripts
A new book or updates for the previous one?
I want it badly....
The knot gone away...
The wet spot on my thong gone and dry...
Unlike the pool visible in the light pink cotton linen...
Evidently showing my desire....for no one in particular..
But the streaming need to be fucked like the characters read about...
How long is the wait going to be....
My hands know too much now, they can't give what I crave anymore...
I want- need a woman's touch....
One who's willing to fuck me 5 nights a week and then love me 365 days and nights in a year...
Who would love to see me write again????
You know what’s funny?
It happened again.
The rhythm…
the depth…
it felt amazing.
For a moment, I swore — this is it.
This is what I’ve been craving.
And I got it.
I really did.
But then…
it all just felt the same.
The same warmth that used to fill me —
it faded,
and all that came back was the emptiness.
The loneliness.
The self-doubt.
It’s like it never even left,
just waited for me to fall again.
And I thought —
maybe love could fix it.
Maybe this time,
it would hold me together instead of
breaking me piece by piece.
But what if that’s a lie I keep telling myself?
What if love doesn’t heal —
it just teaches you where it hurts most?
What if the next one isn’t any different?
What if it’s just another beautiful storm,
another mess I’ll call “home” for a while?
Maybe love was never meant for me.
Maybe it’s not even love I’m chasing —
just the illusion of being seen,
being wanted,
being enough, worthy to be called home.
@cvxjuls that’s why i honestly i am starting to believe that there can never be a right person except yourself. I am the one who is supposed to give myself all the love i need, some people aren’t worth to even be considered
@lustfulscripts Keep telling myself I'm better now, but is it really? Nah. I'm just getting used to the ache that it caused.
@lustfulscripts shocks...sign me up
I try holding back—
ignoring the slickness
that soaks through silence.
But every time I’m alone,
I give in.
And even after release,
the yearning lingers—
for a grounding touch
that isn’t mine,
rough, slender,
a little unshaven with truth.
It’s been so long…
maybe somewhere out there,
a masc soul waits too,
just as scared as I am
to start again.
what happened to between her thighs? was it taken down? i was just looking for it and i cant find it
Happy international lesbian day ✨
