Saweetie (recording) 0:00
Pull me closer. It's the freak in me I wanna show ya. It feels so good, don't want it to be over. And I ride it, I know that you like it. Come closer, it's the freak in me. I want you, you, you. I love everything you do, do, do. I'd do anything for you, you, you. I love everything you do, do, do. It's the freak in me I want.
Tiffany 0:48
Hello, this is Heathen Hippie speaking [Giggles] thank you for joining for some relaxation and release. If you listen to the end, I’ll tell you a weird little secret about me [Giggles] Our song opener this week is Closer by Saweetie. Brian, thank you for inspiring this story. It’s title is how I feel every time you bite me, Liquid. [Slurp]
We keep passing one another by. Your fingers tapping on your countertop oozes with impatience. How will you punish me for being unavailable and teasing you so relentlessly? The ghost of your dick choking me, your teeth grabbing my thigh, the memory of being so comfortably sloppy, and making you cum over and over. It all makes me ache for more.
And mm you. I crave you. Kissing your lips, the feel of our bodies wrapped around each other, you biting my skin, bruising it: all race through my mind in an endless shuffle. You said you can’t stop smiling, and I can’t wait to elicit more smiles when you stretch between my legs for the first time. [Giggles]
And when we run into each other again, I can’t help myself. You’re so sexy; it’s under my skin. The music you play, the movements you support, your style, voice, dimples, moans. Why doesn’t my pussy feel as raw as my throat did a few nights ago with you? Sir, I need you again.
You guide me to your bedroom. Your fireplace is blazing. It matches how hot my cheeks are. I stand in front of it and you come up behind me. I lean into you as your hands cup under my ass. [Groan] Your cologne, your touch, I feel heady. When I go to pull away, you pull me back, holding me in place. I spin around to face you, catching your gaze. We lean in for our mouths to play. I keep pulling away, making you catch my kisses. [Giggle]
You grasp my bottom lip and bite down. [Gasp] We’ve backed into the wall next to the fireplace. I’m trapped- not that I'd want to be anywhere else- while your hands explore the curves on my body eagerly arching into yours. [Deep breath] Your leg is between mine, pushing up. I can’t help myself and I grind myself into your thigh. [Gasp]
Releasing me, you lay back onto your bed. I crawl up next to you, my hand tracing your arm up to your neck, exposing flesh for my lips to dive into hungrily. [Moan] [Giggle] Your breath catches and it spurs me on. I kiss and I suck, making figure eights on a very sensitive spot before I bite you, pressing in for your gasp. [Gasp]
It must be what’s gotten you. You roll on top of me and pinning me to the bed. [Gasp] "Thank you, Sir." You bite my earlobe [Moan] and move to my neck. You’re pulling off my shirt, so that you can continue down to my nipples. Each puffy, pink tip gets sucked. My breast firmly in your grasp, [Moan] bitten only once they’re erect off of my chest. It makes me shudder- [Moan] so sensitive. My hips press up into you, searching for some attention. And then my pants come down. You finger the fabric of my panties. There’s a wet spot that you linger on. I’m so ready that even that touch, so light, makes me tingle. I push into your hand. You spread my legs apart.
Your hand comes down on my inner thighs. [Smacks] [Cries] It makes me jump and I try to pull my legs back together, but you have them spread open for you. The restraint and that pain- though I hate to admit loving it- it's made me gush. [Moan] "Thank you, Sir."
The grip you have on my hips rolls me onto my stomach. You’re straddling my legs from behind. As I present my ass to you and wiggle, you roll down my soaking panties and put them in my face. “How does my personal slut smell?”
“Good sir”
“How does she taste?” you ask me before shoving my panties in a ball into my mouth. I start drooling with my lips gagged open.
“Good sir,” I respond.
You spank me on my left butt cheek. [Smack] [Moan][Smack][Moan] I love the sting of your hand. [Groan] I wiggle for you, coaxing you for more, and you oblige me. [Smacks] I cry out to you over and over. I imagine how hard you must be. How hard you’re going to give it to me based on this spanking session.
You ease up from me. I’m sure my flesh is bright red; it’s raw when your sweet lips kiss the hand-print you’ve left. [Moan] The softness of your mouth is amplified [Cries out] and so is the sharpness of your teeth. [Gasp] You stop and pull the panties from my wet mouth.
[Smacks] “Why am I biting this again?” You demand to know. I feel so utterly exposed beneath you, wanton as I answer, “Because it belongs to you sir.”
“Good girl. Bend over.” And I do. Another bite from you, [Gasp] turns into a long lick on the skin of my ass. [Moan] "Lick me again between my legs please." I’m begging you in my head. Thankfully you do, burying your face as your tongue starts to make me shake. [Gasp] But it’s only for a second. The air is cold on me, and seconds feel like hours. [Moans]
I wait to feel the tip of you prodding soft pink layers. Finally. [Moan] Oh, slippery, you inch in.
“Oh my, oh my, oh my goodness, oh, oh,” [Groans] “It’s a pleasure to be your personal slut, thank you for filling me up Sir.” [Moans] And I think to myself, as I feel so full,“ Oh, what have i gotten myself into?” [Groans] You start thrusting slowly, but deep. [Moan]
“Mm, this ass brings out my inner animal”[Smacks] you're breathing into my ear. It makes me shiver to feel the vibration of your voice. [Groan] Our fingers intertwine. Your forehead presses into my shoulder, [Moan] your hips bouncing off mine. I can’t wiggle away, only take it. I grow sore as you wear into my G spot. "Yes!" [Moan] My nerves are on fire when your hand moves to my hips. [Moans and Cries] My arm goes between my legs to find your balls. They slide around in my grip so easily covered in my cum. [Groan] I squeeze them while you fuck me, harder and faster. [Moans]
“So much pleasure,” you're groaning into my ear. [Moans and Cries] You’re getting close as I flex around you. [Moans] "Thank you." I can feel you pulsating, growing more aggressive and [Moans and Groans] cumming deep inside me. Filling up my pussy, so that I have no doubt who it belongs to.
Thank you for listening lil Heathen Hive. My weird secret is that the guy I’m talking to and my dad have the same name. [Giggle] He’s just on a whole different level though; it doesn’t even register. I lowkey feel like Ron Swanson: totally different people, one hundred percent different interactions. [Giggle] Please like, subscribe to, and rate this podcast. Me and the team run on donations! Send us grocery money through the CashApp tag $heathenhippie11. You can request more content, personalized stories, care packages, and boudoir photos via Telegram @heathenhippie or email me heathenhippie11@gmail.com. I can’t wait to hear from you soon lovelies!
