Le Mystic Wizard
@mysticwizard23.bsky.social
I like to write…enjoy excerpts of thoughts, desires, and fun. I’m still finding my niche on this - so far it’s alt girls, voice ladies, and creative individuals (artists, writers, etc).
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MDNI
👻 - jimbo4pam.
32 - M
MDNI
👻 - jimbo4pam.
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I’m going to do to you what I don’t do to her.
“Do you think you can handle me?”
“Ohhh baby girl, I know I can handle you.”
“Prove it…show me”
My hand grasps her neck like a cobra strike…
“Say please…”.
“Ohhh baby girl, I know I can handle you.”
“Prove it…show me”
My hand grasps her neck like a cobra strike…
“Say please…”.
September 9, 2025 at 11:30 AM
“Do you think you can handle me?”
“Ohhh baby girl, I know I can handle you.”
“Prove it…show me”
My hand grasps her neck like a cobra strike…
“Say please…”.
“Ohhh baby girl, I know I can handle you.”
“Prove it…show me”
My hand grasps her neck like a cobra strike…
“Say please…”.
Woman…if you are going to sit on my face, full fucking send and sit on my face.
August 11, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Woman…if you are going to sit on my face, full fucking send and sit on my face.
When the lady is riding you filthily and telling you, “don’t fucking move, don’t you dare fucking move”.
She has you right where she needs you…don’t play games and move. She probably couldn’t find that spot again if she tried because it’s hitting that exact perfect spot at the perfect time.
She has you right where she needs you…don’t play games and move. She probably couldn’t find that spot again if she tried because it’s hitting that exact perfect spot at the perfect time.
August 10, 2025 at 10:48 AM
When the lady is riding you filthily and telling you, “don’t fucking move, don’t you dare fucking move”.
She has you right where she needs you…don’t play games and move. She probably couldn’t find that spot again if she tried because it’s hitting that exact perfect spot at the perfect time.
She has you right where she needs you…don’t play games and move. She probably couldn’t find that spot again if she tried because it’s hitting that exact perfect spot at the perfect time.
My hand wrapped around her throat, “Get on your knees” I demand. Mmm, but she nods her head “no”.
My grip gets a little tighter and I ask her again. I’m met with another “no” nod.
I grip even tighter, her face getting a little more red. I pull her close as my other hand lays across her pussy…
My grip gets a little tighter and I ask her again. I’m met with another “no” nod.
I grip even tighter, her face getting a little more red. I pull her close as my other hand lays across her pussy…
August 10, 2025 at 9:25 AM
My hand wrapped around her throat, “Get on your knees” I demand. Mmm, but she nods her head “no”.
My grip gets a little tighter and I ask her again. I’m met with another “no” nod.
I grip even tighter, her face getting a little more red. I pull her close as my other hand lays across her pussy…
My grip gets a little tighter and I ask her again. I’m met with another “no” nod.
I grip even tighter, her face getting a little more red. I pull her close as my other hand lays across her pussy…
I suffocate you…you suffocate me.
Dominant…submissive.
Chokes to cuddles.
Balance.
Dominant…submissive.
Chokes to cuddles.
Balance.
August 1, 2025 at 1:19 PM
I suffocate you…you suffocate me.
Dominant…submissive.
Chokes to cuddles.
Balance.
Dominant…submissive.
Chokes to cuddles.
Balance.
Have you ever loved someone that will never love you back?
Yeah.
Why love her?
Why breathe when you know you are going to die?
Not mine, but still felt it.
Yeah.
Why love her?
Why breathe when you know you are going to die?
Not mine, but still felt it.
July 22, 2025 at 8:31 AM
Have you ever loved someone that will never love you back?
Yeah.
Why love her?
Why breathe when you know you are going to die?
Not mine, but still felt it.
Yeah.
Why love her?
Why breathe when you know you are going to die?
Not mine, but still felt it.
We met at the haunted antique store off of 11th Street and Nevermore Avenue, you dressed in black with a corset that had me drooling. Here I am, T-shirt with my college on it. As different as we were, we both had our eyes on a specific item we saw they had put in the store’s Facebook page.
July 21, 2025 at 5:57 PM
We met at the haunted antique store off of 11th Street and Nevermore Avenue, you dressed in black with a corset that had me drooling. Here I am, T-shirt with my college on it. As different as we were, we both had our eyes on a specific item we saw they had put in the store’s Facebook page.
Women with bow tattoos on the back of their thighs or the garter belt tattoo…they will be the death of me. It’s how I’d want to go out though.
July 17, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Women with bow tattoos on the back of their thighs or the garter belt tattoo…they will be the death of me. It’s how I’d want to go out though.
“Take it all in…”
It’s what I tell you as we look at some beautiful scenery in the mountains…you sick freaks.
Then I’d bend you over the railing and slide your pants down just to your knees, slide a little fabric to the side and have you…take it all in.
It’s what I tell you as we look at some beautiful scenery in the mountains…you sick freaks.
Then I’d bend you over the railing and slide your pants down just to your knees, slide a little fabric to the side and have you…take it all in.
July 16, 2025 at 9:33 PM
“Take it all in…”
It’s what I tell you as we look at some beautiful scenery in the mountains…you sick freaks.
Then I’d bend you over the railing and slide your pants down just to your knees, slide a little fabric to the side and have you…take it all in.
It’s what I tell you as we look at some beautiful scenery in the mountains…you sick freaks.
Then I’d bend you over the railing and slide your pants down just to your knees, slide a little fabric to the side and have you…take it all in.
I walked in her room. The red light illuminating the curve of her ass as she wore only a black thong that really accentuated everything as it hugged her. That fabric was hiding the treasure I needed so bad.
Her head peered over her shoulder as she arched & gave me those, “take me eyes”.
Her head peered over her shoulder as she arched & gave me those, “take me eyes”.
July 16, 2025 at 4:43 AM
I walked in her room. The red light illuminating the curve of her ass as she wore only a black thong that really accentuated everything as it hugged her. That fabric was hiding the treasure I needed so bad.
Her head peered over her shoulder as she arched & gave me those, “take me eyes”.
Her head peered over her shoulder as she arched & gave me those, “take me eyes”.
Fingers trace where words would fail,
Heat ignites a whispered trail.
Eyes confess what lips won’t say,
Bodies speak, then melt away.
Breathless moans in moonlight bloom;
A symphony, an orchestra, inside this room.
Heat ignites a whispered trail.
Eyes confess what lips won’t say,
Bodies speak, then melt away.
Breathless moans in moonlight bloom;
A symphony, an orchestra, inside this room.
July 15, 2025 at 2:17 AM
Fingers trace where words would fail,
Heat ignites a whispered trail.
Eyes confess what lips won’t say,
Bodies speak, then melt away.
Breathless moans in moonlight bloom;
A symphony, an orchestra, inside this room.
Heat ignites a whispered trail.
Eyes confess what lips won’t say,
Bodies speak, then melt away.
Breathless moans in moonlight bloom;
A symphony, an orchestra, inside this room.
I’m going to break you until you fucking glow…
Snaps a glow-stick…you freaks.
Snaps a glow-stick…you freaks.
July 13, 2025 at 3:19 AM
I’m going to break you until you fucking glow…
Snaps a glow-stick…you freaks.
Snaps a glow-stick…you freaks.
Let me just slide this over and slip on in.
Enters through a patio door…you freaks.
Enters through a patio door…you freaks.
July 12, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Let me just slide this over and slip on in.
Enters through a patio door…you freaks.
Enters through a patio door…you freaks.
She spoke in a velvet accent, slipping in from the shadows. In my hotel room, her pistol hit the floor before her dress. “I’m only here for the intel,” she whispered, straddling me. But the way her lips claimed mine said otherwise—deadly, decadent, and far too real.
July 12, 2025 at 4:25 AM
She spoke in a velvet accent, slipping in from the shadows. In my hotel room, her pistol hit the floor before her dress. “I’m only here for the intel,” she whispered, straddling me. But the way her lips claimed mine said otherwise—deadly, decadent, and far too real.
Getting ready in front of the mirror?
It would be a shame if I came up from behind and made us late…you’d watch it all happen.
It would be a shame if I came up from behind and made us late…you’d watch it all happen.
July 10, 2025 at 9:07 AM
Getting ready in front of the mirror?
It would be a shame if I came up from behind and made us late…you’d watch it all happen.
It would be a shame if I came up from behind and made us late…you’d watch it all happen.
There she lay, asleep. ‘What a wild night’ I thought. Love is a fascinating feeling. It’s weird to think about the dichotomy of love & sex, especially from what we are taught at a young age.
You want me to fuck you like I hate you, choke you, slap you…Trust is what bonds them & us, together.
You want me to fuck you like I hate you, choke you, slap you…Trust is what bonds them & us, together.
July 9, 2025 at 8:45 AM
There she lay, asleep. ‘What a wild night’ I thought. Love is a fascinating feeling. It’s weird to think about the dichotomy of love & sex, especially from what we are taught at a young age.
You want me to fuck you like I hate you, choke you, slap you…Trust is what bonds them & us, together.
You want me to fuck you like I hate you, choke you, slap you…Trust is what bonds them & us, together.
The strike of a match, the flickering flame disrupted the blackness in the room. Her face illuminated by the soft glow. She lit a black candle and with a flick of the wrist, the match was no more, only the glow from the single candle.
She straddled me as I lay there, tied down. She poured the wax…
She straddled me as I lay there, tied down. She poured the wax…
July 8, 2025 at 8:40 PM
The strike of a match, the flickering flame disrupted the blackness in the room. Her face illuminated by the soft glow. She lit a black candle and with a flick of the wrist, the match was no more, only the glow from the single candle.
She straddled me as I lay there, tied down. She poured the wax…
She straddled me as I lay there, tied down. She poured the wax…
Anybody want to spit some pre workout in my mouth and slap my face as I try to go for a PR or two?
July 8, 2025 at 8:29 PM
Anybody want to spit some pre workout in my mouth and slap my face as I try to go for a PR or two?
Here are some of my top random songs that I enjoy:
- My Type (Little Attitude) - by Bryce Savage
- That’s My Girl - by Russ
- BEG! - by Vana
- BITE BACK - by Vana
- Curiosity- by Bryce Savage
I do love Vana.
- My Type (Little Attitude) - by Bryce Savage
- That’s My Girl - by Russ
- BEG! - by Vana
- BITE BACK - by Vana
- Curiosity- by Bryce Savage
I do love Vana.
July 8, 2025 at 12:57 PM
Here are some of my top random songs that I enjoy:
- My Type (Little Attitude) - by Bryce Savage
- That’s My Girl - by Russ
- BEG! - by Vana
- BITE BACK - by Vana
- Curiosity- by Bryce Savage
I do love Vana.
- My Type (Little Attitude) - by Bryce Savage
- That’s My Girl - by Russ
- BEG! - by Vana
- BITE BACK - by Vana
- Curiosity- by Bryce Savage
I do love Vana.
The Queen, the conqueror, your grace. She stood tall above all when performing her duties whether it be leading the kingdom or destroying those who do not wish to follow. No man could tell her what to do, she would do it her way.
In the bedroom though, this is where our story begins…
In the bedroom though, this is where our story begins…
July 8, 2025 at 12:51 PM
The Queen, the conqueror, your grace. She stood tall above all when performing her duties whether it be leading the kingdom or destroying those who do not wish to follow. No man could tell her what to do, she would do it her way.
In the bedroom though, this is where our story begins…
In the bedroom though, this is where our story begins…
I caressed her cheek, my finger tracing down her face and along her jawline. My eyes never leaving hers. My finger got to her chin and I lifted her chin up, making her look up to me, leaving her neck exposed to the elements and my hand.
Like a moth to a flame, my hand grasped her neck…
Like a moth to a flame, my hand grasped her neck…
July 8, 2025 at 9:42 AM
I caressed her cheek, my finger tracing down her face and along her jawline. My eyes never leaving hers. My finger got to her chin and I lifted her chin up, making her look up to me, leaving her neck exposed to the elements and my hand.
Like a moth to a flame, my hand grasped her neck…
Like a moth to a flame, my hand grasped her neck…
“Mmmmm you take it so fucking good, you pussy feels so fucking good”
“Mmmhmm yes, yes…fuuuuucckkk your cock feels so fucking good. Fucking give it to me, fill me up”.
Those long “fuuuucckkks” always send me into overdrive.
“Mmmhmm yes, yes…fuuuuucckkk your cock feels so fucking good. Fucking give it to me, fill me up”.
Those long “fuuuucckkks” always send me into overdrive.
July 8, 2025 at 3:19 AM
“Mmmmm you take it so fucking good, you pussy feels so fucking good”
“Mmmhmm yes, yes…fuuuuucckkk your cock feels so fucking good. Fucking give it to me, fill me up”.
Those long “fuuuucckkks” always send me into overdrive.
“Mmmhmm yes, yes…fuuuuucckkk your cock feels so fucking good. Fucking give it to me, fill me up”.
Those long “fuuuucckkks” always send me into overdrive.
You are stuffed. Mmm you are ohhhhh so goooey when you are hot. I’m going to eat you now.
…takes a bite of my stuffed crust pizza.
What did you think I was talking about?
…takes a bite of my stuffed crust pizza.
What did you think I was talking about?
July 7, 2025 at 6:33 PM
You are stuffed. Mmm you are ohhhhh so goooey when you are hot. I’m going to eat you now.
…takes a bite of my stuffed crust pizza.
What did you think I was talking about?
…takes a bite of my stuffed crust pizza.
What did you think I was talking about?
My eyes traced the curve of her black hair as it spilled like ink across her bare skin. My thoughts sporadic of how her scent lingered, how her lips knew exactly how to burn me sweetly, of how she knew me. I ached to taste her again, to lose myself in the shadows she wore so seductively.
July 7, 2025 at 9:17 AM
My eyes traced the curve of her black hair as it spilled like ink across her bare skin. My thoughts sporadic of how her scent lingered, how her lips knew exactly how to burn me sweetly, of how she knew me. I ached to taste her again, to lose myself in the shadows she wore so seductively.