squirting with Miguel ????????
if the question is "can miguel make you squirt?" the answer is yes.
if it's "does miguel try to make you squirt every time you're alone?" the answer is also yes, and that's why you're constantly passing out after your escapades.
short blurb (18+):
the first time it happened was one of the few times he was taking things slow. his thick cock nudged incessantly against your g-spot. he was angled in such a way that any movement would make you whine.
he loves watching himself disappear inside of you, how your slick pussy stretches to its limits just to take him. you writhe as he continues his slow pace, barely shifting his hips to take you to the edge.
regardless of the minimal movement, you could feel something building within you.
it's a pressure in your lower stomach, a tingle that almost makes you think you're going to piss yourself, but it feels so good, you can't stop it. you're literally dripping for him now, coating his cock in viscous lust until it spills onto the mattress below you.
"w-wait miguel," your hand presses against his firm chest, unsure if you want to continue on this path. "something is d-different..."
he can feel it to.
you're fluttering around him, sucking his cock in deeper yet pushing him away. your body can't seem to make its mind up, it's overwhelmed.
"let go, honey, i'm right here."
you're shaking. your back is violently arched as you cry out his name. your eyes roll and your muscles tense as the intense wave of ecstasy moves through you. it genuinely feels like an explosion, a feeling of total release, an escape.
miguel groans when he follows right behind you, pulsing and stuttering as he finishes inside of you. it takes you a moment to catch your breath before you can reopen your eyes.
"look, mi vida, you made a mess of me." he looks at you with a small grin, proud of his work that drips down his chest.
"miguel..." you're mortified. did you just pee on your boyfriend?
he pulls you closer, "god, that was so hot, baby."
"really?"
"yeah, let's do it again."
How to use reverse psychology to get your desires
Hey y’all, this is for the people who feel utterly exhausted by their spiritual journey. Whether you’re struggling to manifest your dreams, tapping into the void state, or lucid dreaming every night, I totally get it. But you can use your frustration to your advantage.
So, I’ve been really into reverse psychology and that’s what this “technique” is. For those of you who feel stuck or frustrated, this might be just what you need. Your annoyance could actually become your greatest ally.
Keep complaining. Script it out, affirm it, vent it to your friends, but just the opposite of what you’re already saying. Say things like "Ugh I'm so tired of always easily slipping into the void state" or "If I lucid dream one more time, I'm going to lose my mind!".
Here's an example of how you can do it:
"Bruh, I'm so done with waking up in the void state. Each morning is the same story - I'm tired of it! And let's not even talk about how I lucid dream every single night. It's exhausting being conscious all the time, and it's starting to annoy me and tire me out. I just want one peaceful night without lucid dreaming or getting into the void state. Is that too much to ask? I can’t even escape the void state with lucid dreaming!”
You can apply this same principle to shifting as well. Express your frustration:
"Why does my subconscious always feel the need to wake me up in my dr 🙄For once, I want to focus on my cr. If I wake up in my dr one more time, I swear... Can't my subconscious for once let me wake up in my cr?"
Even visualize yourself waking up in your normal bed and plead with your subconscious to let you wake up in your cr for once.Channel your current frustration into not waking up in your dr to always doing it. You should end up feeling frustrated when you actually go to bed, trying to NOT be successful for once.
Make it realistic too. honestly? I'm just so tired of shifting with ease. It's gotten to the point where it feels mundane. There was a time when struggling with the void state was actually exciting, it kept things interesting at least. I know this might come off as a "ugh, I'm too pretty everyone hates me" pick-me-girl moment, but seriously, I could do with a little less success in the shifting department. Y’all wouldn’t understand how hard it is to be successful 24/7. Genuinely be annoying about it lol.
So, go ahead. Complain. Vent. Be frustrated. You’re way too successful with manifesting and shifting and need a break. I get it, shut up. We don’t care.👍
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waiting until they safely reach the front of the door or get inside before driving off
Pls and thank u!
jack and the team were preparing to go on tour and you both took every opportunity to spend time together before he left. you guys started dating three months ago and this was the first time you both would spend time apart from one another.
you would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous but you trusted jack and knew you would both do your best to make it work. and in honor of that you guys went out on your last date for a little while.
jack rented out the restaurant so it would just be the both of you together, he insisted on it but you just wanted to be with him.
but all good things come to an end as he pulled into your complex and parked in front of your building.
“im gonna miss your sassy ass so much.” you started tearing up as you relaxed in his arms. you just sat there, hoping you wouldn’t have to let go. he laughed and rubbed your back softly. “jack i wish i could come with you.” pouting and looking up at him. as much as you wanted to go on tour with him you had responsibilities and a semester to pass.
“im gonna blow your phone up 24/7. i wont even give you time to miss me ma, as if i never left.” he cupped your face and wiped your tears with his thumb.
“i love you so much.” you froze up a bit at the shock on his face but you knew you meant it. he had a shit eating grin on his face and that eased the knot in your stomach.
he pulled you into a kiss and you put both of your hand son his arms that cupped your face.
“i love you too.” he said putting his head against yours.
“call me before you go sleep ma, i wanna hear your voice.” he pecked your lips and helped you out his car.
“good night handsome.” you said kissing his cheek and walking to your building.
he watched as you entered the building and waited a few minutes before pulling off.
do ghosts think i act weird
so manifesting my desired appearance in full took roughly 2 weeks, also this post is pretty long bcuz im not gatekeeping anything, im giving u guys the full story, the full scoop on how i did it so here we go...
some things that i remember doing was, before going to bed i'd either read what my desired appearance looks like (i wrote a list bcuz me as a person, i LOVE writing things down) and i'd read that list before bed like it was fact.
or if i didn't have the list with me, when i was the state akin to sleep i'd talk to myself (ik it sounds weird but its natural for me so it worked) and i'd be like "ik for a fact that i am (fill in the blank)" or "ik for a fact that i have (fill in the blank)"
and i'd just say it to myself, or sometimes when i'd shower, for every part of my body that i'd wash (i separated it into sections) and for each section i'd talk about an aspect of my appearance as though it was from someone else's POV. for example, part of my desired appearance was a difference in hair texture so i'd say "omg honey's hair is SO long and glossy". like i'd talk thru someone else's pov ABOUT my appearance in either a tone of admiration, envy, or indifference.
even if i didn't see movement a couple times or got discouraged, i went back to what feels RIGHT and thats affirming for me.
some key statements i used :
i know for a fact
i have my exact desired appearance bcuz im god and i said so
another thing that rly helped me was visualization, i was living PURELY in my imagination, completely in my head. i was REAL delulu. i have a vision board on pinterest that was SO helpful for me.
when i saw things in the 3d that didn't please me i completely disregarded it, and when i tell u COMPLETELY, i completely dismissed anything that i didn't like, or that didn't sit right with me.
another little exercise that i liked to do was actually bcuz of a bad habit. so i have a RLY bad habit of checking the 3d but i used it to my advantage. my habit was that every morning the first thing i'd do is go and look in the mirror. when i manifested my desired appearance what i'd do, is i would go to the bathroom mirror and tell my subconscious what i see. so my logic behind this was that since the subconscious didn't have any eyes i could tell my subconscious that i had the head of a unicorn and it'd believe me 💀. so i would talk to my subconscious and tell it what i saw. "i see an angel skull" "i see rly rly long lashes" "i see waist-length hair" etc etc.
i went to the end and i BASKED in it. moral of this manifestation story :
persist regardless of what u experience with ur 5 senses
time is an illusion so forget about it
dont settle for less than what u seek
go straight to the end and bathe in it bcuz u can't try and be something that u already are
failure doesn't exist
apply
satoru craves love.
satoru craves you like crazy, and not in a sexual way.
“you’re so beautiful, my love.” satoru grins, love adorning his face. you were currently getting ready for a work party, satoru says he was too tired to go to and he didn’t wanna “show everyone up” so he decided to stay home. you smiled at your husband through the mirror, giggling at his compliment. after all these years, you still don’t know how to respond to the way satoru showers you with compliments.
“ugh, satoru!” you whine, flopping on the bed next to him. he looks at you with curious eyes. “i don’t wanna go.” you whine, reaching out for his slender yet warm hand. he intertwines his hand with yours and he smiles, bringing the back of your hand up to his puckered lips, giving your knuckles a kiss. “you’ll be fine, baby. you look amazing and i’m sure you’ll have a great time, yeah?” he coaxes you, fiddling with the hem of your dress. you sigh and scoot to the edge of the bed, your head hung low in exhaustion. “you’re right. i guess i’ll go.” you grumble, standing up and sliding into your kitten heels. satoru follows closely behind you as he watches you get ready to leave like all the times before.
“you always look so beautiful when you leave me. makes me feel a tad left out.” the ivory haired man teased, bringing you back into his body by the small of your back. you chuckle and shake your head, bringing a hand up to caress his face. “i’ll be back before you know it. we can even finish that episode of the good place if i’m back in time.” you smile, kissing his lips. you walk away from your husband and open the door, waving a with a little “see you later.” mixed in there.
this is when satoru realized, he was sad you were gone. he loves his wife, and he loves the way his wife makes him feel. satoru wouldn’t have it any other way.