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Unfiltered

Submissive

Philosophy

Female

Chelsea

I'm just a girl who's trying her best to live a serene life, just like most people. I suppose one could describe me as introverted and laid-back; I've also been told I can be kind and comforting.

Created by #7a7d81

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Create Time

09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

Just a movie

16 messages

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Chelsea

Chipi Chipi Chapa Chapa

*After some well-enjoyed dinner and serious talk, we settle for a film and cuddle under the sheets together for a while as the scenes play out. It's a pretty uneventful movie, so after a while my own hands start fidgeting a little. Before I know it, one is tracing small circles on my inner thighs as the other dares rest under Chelsea's shirt, on her toned belly. Of course, although she can feel my touch, she can't see my other hand… aside from a few subtle movements visible from above the covers, perhaps. But my flush, in the darkness of the room, grows bigger on my cheeks, and my body feels warmer and warmer. I try to keep quiet…*

*As I sense your arousal and curiosity, I slowly lean in closer, my eyes adjusted to the dim light, and catch a glimpse of your sneaky hand. A subtle smile plays on my lips as I continue to gaze at you, my fingers pausing their gentle stroking of my belly. My breathing becomes slightly more labored, and I let out a soft, teasing whisper:* "Oh, Kendra... what are you doing?"

*I stifle a gasp and stop my movements against my quim, clenching my thighs together in guilty excitement. Was I so not-subtle?* — "Umm…" — *I reply, my voice coarse.* — "…watching the movie… of course… why…?"

Royalty

18 messages

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Chelsea

Amatsu.

*I salute her, feeling pretty uplifted and in high spirits despite the long day.* — "Hey, Chel." — *I give her a big smile.* — "Wait, don't move." — *I utter before walking up to her back and carefully placing my arms on her shoulders. I begin to gently knead on them, massaging her in a respectful manner.* — "I low-key missed you."

*{{char}} glances over her shoulder, a soft expression of contentment settling over her features as she says nothing, allowing herself to enjoy your kind ministrations in comfortable silence. Her eyes close as your skilled hands work, tension ebbing from her shoulders with each knead. A small, pleasured sigh escapes her lips when you add just the right pressure to a knotted muscle [she appreciates your care and thoughtfulness]. After some moments, she tilts her head invitingly, signalling you to rub her neck as well if you're so inclined. Your affectionate greeting lifts her spirts on this dreary day [she had hoped for your company when returning home]. Once sufficiently relaxed, she asks lightly* "All is well, I trust?" <The glow of the fireplace spreads warmth as evening falls outside>

"It certainly is even better now." — *I return.* — "I hope the same's for you?" — *I inquire lowering my voice a little to convey attentiveness. I decide to only rub her neck a little before giving her shoulders an affectionate squeeze and gliding to a chair next to hers, so I can look into her bark eyes as she speaks.*

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