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i wanna ride someone’s strap but they tell me to go slowly, too slow to make myself cum and they know it. after a little while of groping my boobs and marking up my neck with bites, my whimpers turn into complaining whines about how tired i am - about how badly i need to cum, little tears forming in the corners of my eyes from how desperate i am. their big hands on my soft hips, squeezing and keeping me in motion despite my sounds of protest. my body goes slack, grabbing at their biceps for support, but then i feel their hands on my waist in a bruising hold, keeping me in place as their hips begin to piston up into me, smacks placed on my ass - my whines now replaced by pathetic moans, breathlessly babbling about how i’m gonna cum already, how i can’t hold it, can’t wait … and suddenly im making an even bigger mess of slick and cum on their strap, all messy and dumb <3

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Having a breeding kink as a lesbian who's definitely NOT in a position to raise a child is great because I can beg for the strap and then oh no it didn't take :((((((( guess we'll have to try again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again 😇

gender things.

sometimes i wonder if i'm actually genderfluid. sometimes i wonder if i'm really just a girl who is so afraid of being a girl that i needed to try every other identity just to make sure. and i know it's okay to detransition. i know it's okay to change your mind. i know i would fully support anyone who had been through my situation and came out on the other side and said "yknow what, i don't think this is me." i think i just put too much pressure on myself. it's like i think it's all on me to challenge the people who say "it's just a phase" and "you'll grow out of it." but it isn't. it's not all on me. i'm allowed to change my mind just like anyone else. i don't know. i really need to talk about this in therapy lmao.

Wifeplay where you have sex with your wife who loves you and you love her

I think people would make much better decisions when it comes to dating if they stopped focusing on things like weddings and babies and instead focused on things like funerals and disappointment. What I mean is when I think about who I want to marry, I can’t just stop at who I want to meet at the altar. Because when you’re thinking about the person you want to spend your natural life with, that means the person who will be by your side when life is hard. When your parents die. When you lose your job. When your child is hurt. When bill can’t get paid. And when all of those painful moments come, you have to think “is this the person i want by my side? Is this the person who will be generous and giving when I’m in need? Is this the person who will find the words to soothe my aching heart? Is this the person that when I look across the room through tearful eyes, I want to, need to see their face?”

What I’m saying is when you’re thinking till death do us part, you really have to listen to the whole vow. The commitment is more than just walking down the isle. Its who you want to walk through life with.

Pet names are cute but I love using your real name. I’ll say your name so sweetly that when someone else calls your name all you can think of is how much better it sounds coming from my mouth.

Spirit, George Roux (1885)

If you don’t laugh during sex… you’re not doing it right.💕

butches and studs are a blessing. 

especially trans and non-binary butches and studs. you belong here. and I adore you. 

reblog if you're a sick individual who's attracted to women over 30

desperately want to have a butch bend me over a desk and press against me so that i can feel the strap that's tucked into their pants :((

Any mutuals wanna make out aggressively and dry hump? 🥺

when is it my turn to sit on a hot lesbian lap to tell them about my day while they grope me shamelessly?!

pervy butches/studs will always be famous to me.

Flip up my skirt so you can see my panties. Pull me into your lap so you can grope me. Jerk off to the pictures I send you, pull out your phone when you're fucking me so you can film the way your cock slides in and out of my wet pussy.

I think it's really hot when they are so worked up over me and my body. Especially if you're shy about it? Like oh, you watch porn and jerk off wishing it were me? Did you get hard when I held your arm because you could feel my big soft tits press against it? I want to watch you blush when I moan for you, I want you to go so slow and gentle as you try to hold onto your composure even though you know damn well you'd rather be rough and greedy with me. Makeout with me in your room and then walk me home after, only for you to jerk off while sniffing at the sweater I "accidentally" left behind. I want you to nervously stutter and fidget while you tell me all the perverted things you've secretly always wanted to do and try with me.

And if you're not shy about it? If you're confident and forward? That's okay! if you're perverted and gross and open about it, it still turns me on. Like, tell me all the perverted stuff you want to do to me.Tell me how hard I get you. Flip up my skirt so you can see my panties, pull down my top so you can see my big heavy tits, buy me the shortest skirts and dresses so you can admire my curves while purposely dropping stuff so I have to bend over and get it, Bend me over and play with my pussy while you comment on everything that's happening. tell me how wet im making your fingers, tell me how you love the way I clench around them when you point out how turned on im getting. Make me masturbate in front of you so you can watch and even get closer to my pussy so you can get an even better view. Hump my ass whenever you feel horny and tell me that you need to cum inside me.

I love perverted dykes!!!! <3333

This post is about lesbianism (dykery) men and minors go away!

Here is a little piece of advice to the ladies of Tumblr from a girl who has seen it all:

If you find yourself stalking a guy's Tumblr, enthralled with the images he paints in your head of what he would do to you, ask yourself this before you ever hit the DM button or respond.

Would I be okay if I wasn't the only one with his attention?

Am I willing to accept that he might only be in this to get my nudes and never hear from him again?

Is this person safe and genuine?

Why am I honestly at this point? Do I seek attention, mutual attraction, or something else?

Am I taking proper precautions to ensure that I'm not only safe online but that I'll be safe with them?

What am I hoping to get from this interaction?

What are my boundaries and limits for what I am willing to do with this person? Write them down to remember what you set limits on when you're caught up in the moment.

There are a lot of really crappy guys and a lot of creeps out there, ladies. Do yourself a favor and think before you hit respond or get in his inbox.

Someone's Tumblr is the picture they paint and may not accurately reflect the kind of person they are. People have gotten really good at hiding their true identity here, where they can hide behind a username and anonymous photo.

While there are some really amazing people I have been so fortunate to meet here and people who will be in my life, ideally forever, don't get so distracted by the idea of someone that you forget about what you want and deserve.

hey black trans women i love you with all my heart forever

girls with dark armpits & dark inner thighs are pretty

girls with stretch marks are pretty

girls with self harm scars are pretty

girls with acne scars are pretty

girls with different pigmented patches of skin are pretty

just as you don’t owe sex to anyone, you also don’t owe a romantic relationship to anyone either.

you’re not obligated to have a romantic relationship with someone just because they do nice things for you.

you’re not obligated to have a romantic relationship with someone just because you’ve had sex with them.

you’re not obligated to have a romantic relationship with someone just because they have romantic feelings for you.

you are not obligated to have a romantic relationship with anyone you do not want to have a romantic relationship with, no matter what your reasons are. you don’t owe anyone a fuck and you don’t owe anyone a date. consent and boundaries matter not just when it comes to sex but also to romance. you’re not obligated to be romantically involved with someone—even with sex not a factor—if you don’t want to be.

Come on, babygirl. Get on your knees… now bend over. Of course with your ass up. gσσ∂ gιяℓ. You see… that wasn’t so hard, was it? Now spread your legs a bit. Just like that. Oh! Sweetheart, you are so wet for me. I can see your pussy throbbing. Screaming to be devoured by me. Just the way I like it. Come here now.

should I be a slut about it? probably.