Getting Myself Off To The Thought Of You Railing Me In A Place Where Anyone Could Find Us Id Love To

getting myself off to the thought of you railing me in a place where anyone could find us… i’d love to scratch my nails down your back and really mark you up, fight back just a little. i have to hold up the pretense that i don’t want this, but your cock feels so good inside me.

Who says I don’t want them to find us? Please, fight back all you like… your unmistakable moans will be more than enough evidence of this poor little dyke’s shameful secret. Imagine how much louder you’ll be when you’re completely exposed, bent over and savagely pounded as your desperate pleading makes it plainly clear that you love this. And even if nobody finds us… maybe I’ll leave a mark on you instead… something trickling down your chin, or if you beg nicely enough for it, your inner thighs…

Hi everyone! Sorry I’ve been so slow to answer anons; I should get a chance to get through a bunch tonight, so if you’ve sent one recently, stay tuned!

I think what I’d do pretend that my phone was dead and innocently ask to borrow yours, and then if you had any kind of period tracker app, I’d open it and get it to send email notifications to my address so that I’d know your entire cycle… and the next time you were ovulating, I’d pounce.

I’d pin you down, tie your wrists together and your legs apart, and open up the app to show you the fertility calculator: “high chance of pregnancy.” Then, I’d strip you down and expose your naked cunt to me, whip out my cock, and stroke it right in front of you. As I hovered over you, I’d growl, “I could rape a baby into you right now, if I wanted to… but I’ve got a better idea. You’re going to do it for me.”

I’d start edging myself, pumping my thick cock inches away from your entrance, and I’d pull out a vibrator and tell you, “You know what I love most? The feeling of a cunt quivering and clenching around me… it’s the best feeling there is, and more often than not it’s the thing that sends me past the point of no return. So we’re going to play a little game: we’re going to see just how badly you don’t want to get pregnant. I’m going to get close, and then shove my cock inside you up to the hilt, but I’m not going to thrust… I’m going to hold this vibrator onto your clit instead. I’m going to let your orgasming butch dyke pussy milk out every drop of my cum into your eager womb all by itself. If I lose my edge five times inside you without either of us cumming, I’ll set you free. If you cum… then that means I will too, and I get to leave you tied up until it’s too late for plan B. How does that sound?”

I've been trying to think about how to respond to this ask and tbh I don't know if I have all that much to add... because this is just perfect??? The number of times I've gotten off to this already...

I'll let you in on a little secret: my cunt is suuuuuuuper tight and sensitive. I struggle to take more than two fingers or more than a few inches of a toy on a good day. I pretty much can't stop myself from clenching down hard on anything once I have some stimulation on my clit-- I sent a friend a video once and she made fun of me for how hard she could see my cunt trying desperately to cling to my vibrator.

All that to say, I wouldn't stand a chance. I'd be crying before you were even done telling me the terms, because I know I wouldn't be able to help it. Even if I don't want it, my cunt is built to draw your cum deep into my womb. I'd breed myself and be entirely helpless to stop you.

a stone butch who never fully undresses when fucking women, wearing the strap on harness over her jeans. no woman has ever been able to melt her stone, and never will be. she's very firm about this. she only fucks women with the cock she proudly puts on, and that's enough for her. no touching.

...except, of course, when she goes to see her male friends, all pent up, and obediently presents her holes to them. her loose, well-prepared asshole. her sloppy, greedy, dripping pussy, so open and hungry and stretchy from her unbearable arousal and from the abuse she subjects it to. this is what REALLY gets her off, her guy friends one by one pinning her down, her legs up in the air, pounding whichever hole they prefer. clapping her fat cheeks, making her squeal and squirt all over herself. she needs their fat, ugly cocks stretching her open like the slutty cow that she is. she needs their thick manly fingers in her ass and pussy. she needs them shoving their entire hands in her. when she's with men, she's a void to be filled, and she knows that, and she knows her buddies are ready to give her what her body really craves.

she's still a lesbian, though, and still stone! so she claims ❤️ it doesn't count if she's only doing what her body needs her to, right? even if they make her walk around the house naked on all fours after they're done ruining her greedy holes. even if each of them gets to use her mouth anytime they like. they're just friends who are helping her out! she's a lesbian, she promises, and they know it!

god i wish that were me

been waiting and teasing myself all day on tumblr with my screen turned away from my wife waiting until she goes out so i can go mindless and listen to hypno files that'll make me go mindless for cock while i get off in our bedroom. might hump a pillow on the floor with my tongue out while i'm at it and really sink into this debased state.

What a good girl you are… but remember: you’re not going mindless, you’re just reverting to your default settings. But go right ahead… give in to that mind-numbing pleasure and make yourself look as ridiculous as possible in the process. You don’t need dignity; that’s for people who aren’t needy, obedient cocksluts ❤️

"Look, I'm a lesbian. I'm only doing this because I'm horny and I like anal. And I like dick, but I'm not interested in the man attached to it. I just need to get this out of my system."

*after getting her asshole played with for a while, dripping wet* "Ngh, I told you, I'm a lesbian, so cool it with the dirty talk! I'm not into you."

*while getting fucked doggy style* "Mm, feels so good... I love cock... Ugh! I am a lesbian, you pig! I bet you're getting off on getting to fuck a lesbian's ass!"

*pinned down on her back, looking up at the guy who's still pounding her asshole so good she's already squirted like a fountain* "Ohh-ohhh-kay, maybe I'm a little bit bi..."

*on all fours again, still getting her asshole wrecked, while heavy balls slap against her pussy with every thrust* "Alright, alright! I'm bi! Turns out I'm bi! I love getting fucked by a man! Big deal!"

*folded in half, overpowered, cumming yet again from being fucked by man cock* "Cock... Cock... Men... I was made to be fucked by men... Now fill me up already!"

*lying on her back, completely spent, while the man who just ruined her slutty asshole squats over her face so she can rim him as thanks* (I love men... I love hairy sweaty manly men... I love having my tongue up a man's hole, and having him rub his musky balls all over my face... I can't call myself a lesbian anymore, can I? I don't even think I can go back to fucking women. I think I'm just straight.)

Brilliantly put, anon… I can tall someone’s put a lot of thought into this. It’s so fun to watch the mental gymnastics people put themselves through to convince themselves they’re still in control of their body’s desires. Fight it all you want; your actions speak far louder than your cute little protests.