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Oh, you're wearing a skirt? Do you mind if I slip my hand in between your thighs and play with your clit?

Desperately craving to be sat in a dommes lap while she aimlessly teases and gropes me so soft and slow. Tell me to settle down and be a good girl when I start to beg or move too much. I don’t need to cum. I just want to be a subby little pliable mess that doesn’t have to think about anything. Tell me to watch my movie, play my game, read my book while you have your way with me. Restrain my hands if I try to help or stop you. You know what’s best, and. I need this. And when I’ve been thoroughly teased into a drippy mess, you can decide if I need to be bent over and be softly taken to top it all off. Kiss me everywhere. Tell me you care about me, that I’m taking you like such a good girl, that my body is pretty, my pussy is perfect. Even then, I don’t need to cum. I just need to be played with and taken care of.

Gosh I need to start writing smuttttt

squeaky clean pet ready to serve you 🫧

i feel baroque

thinking about slow saturdays. edging my girl all day—fleeting looks and lingering touches. in the morning, touching you gently over your panties while we're tangled up in bed, waiting till your hips are rolling and you're whimpering before stopping.

later during lunch, keeping my hand high up on your thigh, thumb stroking slowly, so close, yet nowhere near where you want me to be. you like that, baby?

in the afternoon, we're on the couch, a movie playing on the tv, but neither one of us is really paying attention because i've got two fingers thrusting slowly in your cunt and my other hand pinching and tugging at your nipples. you're soft little moans become more and more desperate as i bring you close to the edge. and right before you're about to come, i stop. that's my girl. just one more. can you hold on for me?

we're cooking dinner together, i'm stealing kisses, hands trailing over your stomach, waist, and hips. you giggle and tell me i'm distracting you, and i laugh because this is nowhere near distracting.

during dinner, i can see you squirm in your chair when i nudge my foot against your leg. i raise a brow and you flush. you're so easy to fluster, sweetheart. i adore how pink your cheeks and how shy you get.

cleaning up is simple. you wash and i dry, but today i can't help but stop, stepping up close behind you, pressing you against the counter and sneaking a hand down your panties again. your slick has already leaked all over your thighs and my fingers glide frictionlessly.

i'm touching and tasting, licking and leaving kisses all over your neck. you're so pretty, baby. i love seeing you like this. thank you for being so good for me. my hands are everywhere and i can't stop touching. soon enough, you've given up on the dishes and we're now facing each other.

fingers or mouth, baby? you're voice is breathy and high when you tell me you want both. greedy girl. but you've been so good for me, so i'll give you everything—i'll make sure you can't stand by the time i finish with you.

i get on my knees and i pull down your pants, panties coming off too. there's a string of slick that sticks to your panties and i groan at the sight of it. good god, you're dripping and making a mess everywhere. let me clean you up.

you taste so good. you're thrusting and gasping, fingers threaded in my hair. i have my hands wrapped around your thighs, keeping you up as your thighs start to shake and your slickness continues to drip. the sound is obscene, the steady squelch of my tongue in your cunt, my lips sucking your clit.

you beg for my fingers and i oblige, immediately giving you two. you're getting close—i can tell. your breaths come out strangled and your eyes are bleary and unfocused. can you wait, baby? hold on for just a little longer for me? you're so close to crying, i can see the tears clinging to your eyelashes and can hear the way your voice cracks. you tell me you can—that you wanna be good for me.

i add another finger—you whine, high and desperate—and i lick your folds gently. so perfect, so good. that's it. finally, when i know you've reached your limit, i curl my fingers and suck your clit. come for me, baby. you've been so good for me.

it's almost sundress with nothing under so you can take me on a picnic and fuck me season

this is about lesbian sex | men + minors dni

I'm so normal I'm not thinking about grinding on someone's bulge and whining and moaning like a stupid slut

“Be a good girl and ____ for me.”

Yes ma’am, right away ☺️🤭

instead of scrolling through tumblr, i should be making out with a hot girl until we’re both out of breath and she’s grinding down on my leg, begging for me to keep touching her.

Need someone to cuddle me to sleep and then wake me up the following morning with the sweet surprise of their tongue on my clit 🤭

(This post is about lesbians btw!!)

if you put your fingers in my mouths and let me suck on them while i sit on your lap then i promise to let you hold your hand on my panties and feel a wet spot form

how do you tell someone "I want you stretching my cunt while I whine about it and tell you it's too big" like... respectfully?

I’m so good at following orders (flirting)

oh you’re sad? maybe leaving some hickeys on me will make u feel better <3

wouldn’t it be cool if you came over, we baked cookies, and then i bent you over my couch and i fucked you with my strap until your legs gave out? no? okay, whatever.

Can we snuggle with your strap inside me and your fingers in my mouth? 🥺

tell me, baby... use your words. are you feeling really needy right now? you're so cute... one second, let me lay down... yes, baby, you're gonna sit on my face and let me make you feel good... come on, good girl... fuck my mouth until you cum all over me

having a praise kink is sooo embarrassing like yeah I can't get off until you pat me on the head and tell me I'm the prettiest bestest goodest boy in the whole world. yeah and sometimes I'll ask "I'm good?" in the whiniest most pathetic voice and I'll need you to respond with affirmations about how good I definitely am before I can continue. in fact the term "good" is practically a magic word here. yeah sort of like an anxious dog. please don't ask about my relationship to my parents or other systems of authority growing up. anyway do you want me carnally

As a chronic over-thinker, I like the idea of getting fucked so thoroughly that I can’t think anymore. For mental health reasons.

dommes who say

“good girl” (in the voice you talk to a very excited puppy with)

“you’re so cute like this”

“that’s not a safe word”

“don’t you dare cum”

“what was that?”

“oh poor thing”

“don’t think”

“look at me”

“you’re mine”

“i’m yours”

“i love you”

Concept: I don't wear panties under my skirts in case you want to come up behind me and sink your strap into me with no notice

Hiiiiiii welcome to my horny lesbian blog

You can call me Cloudy, I am 25 and I go by she/he/they pronouns, also I’m very subby

I am open to chatting but please know that I am super awkward and bad at sexting soooo if I don’t respond to you it’s not personal

Also obvi I love you gender diverse lesbians, they/them and he/him lesbians/sapphics are very welcome here

What I like and am into: general lesbian yearning, praise kink, impact play, dom/sub power play, objectification, free use, mild cnc/somno/intox play (not into using the word r*pe though), hentai

Hard boundaries - men, minors, terfs DNI, and if a kink is not listed above assume I am not into it, ageless blogs will be blocked

I use the block button freely and if you make me uncomfortable I won’t hesitate bitch 😊

Last disclaimer: I will not be posting myself on this blog, and I won’t send nudes so don’t ask

Ok that’s all! If you respect my boundaries and enjoy my blog know that I am kissing you with tongue 💕