Hi There!

Hi there!

I've been lurking on your blog for a little while, I'm a trans lesbian, but the idea of being broken and being forced to just be a slut for men is making me so goddamned horny 😭😭😭. Any advice, places to start, or tasks for me?

It’s very simple… just keep edging, and don’t let yourself cum, and your kinks and desires will start to get more intense all on their own. You’ll start to want it worse and worse, your inhibitions and reluctance will start to crumble, and your innocence, your good judgment, and even your sexuality will start to disappear and reform themselves as you mold yourself into becoming a better slut for men.

I guarantee you he knows… he’s heard your moans as he fucked your girlfriend’s strap into you, he’s seen how submissive you get when you’re pinned beneath them both, and I’m sure he’s noticed your little glances towards him and his body when you’re supposed to be focusing your attention on your girlfriend. He’s just playing along… it’s far more humiliating if you’re the one who begs him to fuck you in the end.

And aren’t you a lucky girl to have a girlfriend who’s willing to indulge in your fantasies? She probably loves the idea of sharing him with you… it makes him so much hotter knowing that he could be so dominant that even a lesbian can find surrendering to him inevitable. If you fall, I wonder what she has planned for the rest of your polycule…

Polyamorous lesbian anon with an update

writing this from the bathroom after the threesome with my gf and her bf. It was pretty awkward at first cause they clearly had it planned and assumed I'd moreso be going along since I agreed.

Their idea basically put me on the bottom, my gf wearing a strap on top of me, and then him fucking her on top. and well, it didn't seem so bad. It's just sex but also there's a man there.

Dear God was I out of my depth, she did almost no thrusting at all, it was just his weight and power transferred through her to me. I was trappes under them, and fucked so much more vigorously than my gf ever topped me, so much weight and force.

I think I came a couple of times, hard to keep track when bottoming (I'm trans so, yknow, anal orgasms feel pretty different), but it was nonstop moaning from us, I couldn't hold back, she didn't hold back. And after a couple of rounds and maybe a couple of hours, we moved to spooning.

He was so big his arm draped over her naturally draped over me too, he didn't even ask if he could touch my tits, he just did it so casually it felt so degrading and amazing. I've never felt a man intimately and his tender roughness was intoxicating and exhilirating.

My gf teased me so much about it, and now that I'm starting to recover I'm feeling kind of eager for another go, once I recover of course. Maybe i can get my gf to wear a bigger strap? or something that mimics his size. He's pretty average as far as I know, but I'm hungry for it. His scent was amazing and I can smell his sweat on me.

It's definately normal to be a lesbian and think this much about a man's smell and dick.

Congratulations! Sounds like your girlfriend knew even better than you how much she wanted this… but she’s still doing her best to ease you into it gently. Even so, when he was dictating the force of her thrusts into you, fucking you harder than she ever could on her own, when it was his hands on your breasts while you lay in bed, it’s almost like the two of you were having sex by proxy, isn’t it?

That was all it took to make you hungry for more… just feeling how powerful he is, knowing what his cock is capable of doing. Your girlfriend didn’t make you cum… he did, pleasuring two women with the same cock simultaneously. Imagining how he’d feel without your girlfriend in the way is probably making your head spin…

It’s cute that even now you’re still looking for intermediate steps to take, trying to slow your descent into becoming a fucktoy for your girlfriend’s boyfriend… why hold back? You know what it is that you want, no matter how exhilarating and overwhelming it sounds like in theory. Maybe what you just need is to get far more familiar with his cock before you ever take it inside you. Maybe your girlfriend would offer to show you how to suck it with her? She seems like a very eager teacher… she’s probably had this planned from the start.

forcing subs to beg for what they want is so fucking hot. telling them to use their words and that they'll only get it if they beg like a good slut. seeing them get all red and shy, claiming that they dont know how to or that they get too flustered and try to hide their face. grabbing their wrists and pinning their hands above their head and again telling them to beg. hearing them stumble over their words for them to only be edged for the night because they need to learn to use their words better

"Just the tip."

That’s what I like to call my favorite little game I play with shy, curious dykes. You know you shouldn’t let me fuck you raw. You only like girls, after all. You’re not on birth control. I’m too big for your tight virgin pussy. You can come up with whatever excuses you want. But now that we’ve gotten this far; now that your curiosity about men has finally gotten the better of you; now that you’ve finally caved and given in to that desperate craving for something warm and hard inside you; now that we’re both naked with my hard thick cock twitching inches away from your dripping cunt, your arousal is overpowering all of your inhibitions, and you know it’s far too late to go back.

So we reach this compromise. You allow me to fuck you, but no deeper than the tip of my cock. I agree, of course. I know exactly what’s going to happen, even if you still insist on pretending otherwise.

So I slide my tip inside you. I stretch you out, just a little bit. But there’s a problem. I can’t really fuck you like this, I say. I need to go a little deeper so that I have enough room to thrust without my dick falling out each time. You agree, but only just a little bit, just enough for me to have enough room to slide in and out. It makes sense, after all. It’ll feel so much better for both of us that way.

And then I start to thrust, just barely past the tip, as agreed upon. Only now, with the added pleasure, you’re even more aroused, and your pussy starts to open wider for me. Your body wants to feel more of me, even if your mind is still holding out. Those arms of yours wrapped around my back aren’t just resting there any more, they’re starting to pull me in automatically, little by little, deeper and deeper with each thrust. Do you notice my cock starting to press inside you further? Do you realize what’s happening? You’re certainly not complaining. All I can hear is your whimpers and moans, begging me to keep going. So we continue like that, me stretching you out bit by bit as your wet cunt pulls me in.

And then, inevitably, you slip up. Maybe you wrap your legs around me instinctively, maybe you pull me in just a little too hard, or maybe, in the throes of passion, you let out a “Deeper…” without realizing it, and I oblige you. Either way, your soaking wet pussy is all too eager to accept me, and all of a sudden, there’s a lot more dick inside you right now than there was a moment ago. My thick cock is buried inside you all the way to the hilt.

And then you freeze for a moment, as your eyes go wide and you realize that you’ve broken our little agreement. I love watching the gears in your head turn as you try to decide what to do next. It’s all so predictable. “Well,” you think, “we weren’t supposed to, but we’ve gone this far, what’s the harm in continuing? Especially when it feels so good…”

You could ask me to pull out. We could stop here, and go our separate ways. But that gnawing curiosity inside you would remain unsatisfied. Just a taste isn’t enough for you anymore. You need more. So you ask me to keep going. I happily obey. Now the full length of my cock is plunging in and out of you with each thrust, stretching you out, pushing against pleasurable parts in you that you didn’t know existed. And this time, I’m enjoying myself too.

I’m using your pussy for exactly what it was made for, pleasuring myself with your cunt as I pin your legs down to your sides and hold you down against the mattress with my weight. Maybe you feel a momentary pang of regret; maybe a brief thought of “we weren’t supposed to go this far…” flashes through your mind, but it fades in an instant as the tip of my cock bumps against your back walls. It feels too good, it feels natural, it feels right. And you can feel yourself getting close. You’re going to cum. You’re going to cum with a man’s cock deep inside you.

But I’ve been waiting for this moment. I’ve been timing my thrusts, riding the edge of my own orgasm, until I can tell you’re at the point of no return. I start to grunt as I thrust into you forcefully, and groan out that I’m going to cum. But you’re so close yourself, if I were to pull out now, you’d lose it. All that slow buildup, all that arousal would go to waste. So you clutch at me involuntarily, wrap your legs around my hips, buck and writhe as your body tries its hardest to coax the orgasm out of me. Maybe you even let out a moan. Maybe a whimper slips out: “Please cum inside me.” Did I really just say that? you think, but it’s far too late to do anything about it now. You cum, and so do I.

I plunge into you, balls deep, and I unload inside you, shooting rope after rope of hot cum splashing against your cervix. Your cunt contracts along my cock as it throbs and pulses, milking out every last drop into your eager womb.

And as we catch our breaths, and the high of your orgasm starts to fade, it hits you. Oops. That wasn’t supposed to happen. You were supposed to stay strong. But now there’s a man’s cock inside you, twitching and softening as my cum dribbles out of your stretched-out pussy. You should feel guilty, or ashamed, but you don’t. Instead, you feel a tinge of embarrassment. You’ve been calling yourself a lesbian all this time, but now your body’s given the game away. You’re hooked, and you’re going to keep coming back for more.

it's not a man trying to break me that's hot, it's when a fellow 'lesbian' does. trusting them so blindly, that when they ask me how i feel about cocks i could never guess their real intentions. but over time they'll keep exposing me to how it looks and how wonderful it is, like how my body is made for dick and liking dick doesn't make us any less 'lesbian'. suddenly seeing a cock makes my stomach hot and tight, and maybe it is alright for a lesbian to have some dick. as long as it's in our mouth, right? but we're made to please men, right? so maybe it can fill up our pretty holes too, and now all thanks to that 'lesbian' i've become addicted to cocks

damn girl, you look like you are easily overpowered (flirting)