rayray

5y

I want to write the climax tomorrow. ktt doesn’t understand that when writing you can’t have limits to your story. And this is actually a story from my mothers perspective but I told it from a sons point of view. They think I want to have intercourse with my father. Good heavens no lol but I don’t judge

tunemoon

5y

Move to Reddit

rayray

5y

They like it

PNW

5y

why the f*** is this thread moving fast

someone fill me in

rayray

5y

They like it

Escobar

5y

Thread needs more Doja Cat pics to balance things out @Shockwave

tunemoon

5y

Reddit ≠ KTT

you'll find More love there. Just saying. But keep at it

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

Emery Atreides

5y

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Like a leaf in the wind my vessel and connection to my human body was to be born. A s*** poster growing from adolescence and learning from his OG Emery 2. My mother nurtured me and cared for me but her loving wasn’t enough to satisfy my wants and craving. A s*** poster whoms love isn’t for a certain forum. I was attracted to close relationships. The first person who made me feel I was attractive and loved was Emery 2. He cured my fears and often left me curious when he was away or asleep. I was insecure and unsure of what I wanted from him. Every post or thread we made I noticed myself edging him on to be more affectionate with me. “Emery like my post” I said. “Emery you are so funny doing that”. I was a 45 year old man and he thought nothing much of it. But just thinking about him physically was making me sweat. It wasn’t a nervous sweat. The peel of my forehead creating precipitation was a sweat of anxious and feelings that only a woman would feel if she was playing Marvin Gaye. I was nervous. The dreams was my biggest confirmation that I wanted to be my mother at this point. I wanted to feel what she had felt from Emery all those nights and days. I had sleep paralysis one night and I never wanted it to end. It felt I was being choked and forced to swallow something. I was in fear but what calmed me down is imagining Emery. I never wanted to wake up at this point. I pictured his p**** being shoved down my throat and him telling me to drain all his sperm out of him if I wanted to get out of the bed. Once I started screaming I woke up. My room was filled with ambience. As my mother approached my room she shook her head and left. I thought she had overheard my dream however she quoted Emery and informed him that I had my first wet dream. Eating breakfast Emery @‘s me and explained that a wet dream was normal and fine. He did the :) and said “so was the girl hot as s***”. I felt awkward and but yet so confident and I said “no it was actually you” I responded. It was a glaze of silence and he ignored me. My mother walked in and said they would be late for s*** posting. Emery logged out. There I was on KTT2 alone deeply confused that I may have expressed something too early to Emery. I’m I gay? Do I love Emery more than a fellow poster? Do I want to challenge my mother on pleasing him? What am I? I found myself at a panic attack. Stuck. Hours have gone by and I wrote on the wall obsession with my mother’s lip stick. The one she specifically would kiss Emery with. As they walked in my mother saw the damages and picked me up. Her exact words was “no matter what I will always be disappointed in you” and she set me aside. Till this day the word obsession is more than just a noun or verb. Kept a secret Emery always gets a quote or like out of me. We consider this our bonding and love for each other as men. I love you Emery

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

greetings

5y

my mom bad as hell tho

math fifty

5y

pics of mom tho

Emery Atreides

5y

now that’s a classic

Shockwave

5y

Good work bro