Strap-on blowjobs are underrated. So what if I can't feel his mouth wrapped around my cock? He looks so pretty sucking it like his life depends on it. And so what if I can't shoot a load of cum down his throat? I'm going to get so wet watching him gag on my dick that he'll still get a sweet, wet treat for sucking me off like the good little cock hungry slut he is.
since I'm having an unfun day anyway I'm gonna complain some more. anyone else notice how fandommers will only imagine their favorite male characters as trans men when it's for the explicit purpose of vaginal penetration or pregnancy. coupled with that top/bottom poll where people kept saying "I wish I could top but I don't have a dick :(" "I bottom because I don't have a dick" and the general expectation that people with penises be tops... you guys have a lot to unpack still to put it mildly
it's great to portray transmasculine pregnancy in a neutral manner but when your representation boils down to "no matter your gender if you have a pussy you have to bottomā¤ļø" and vice versa that is not good
actually let me rant about this a little more. like obviously itās fine to have cis men f/os but the fact that nearly every single post is like āHIS COCKā is annoying, monotonous, and exclusive. where are the nsft posts about cis women f/os, trans women f/os, trans men f/os, nonbinary f/os, monster or nonhuman f/os, etc!!! the selfshipping community loves to boast its inclusivity but I guess that doesnāt apply the the nsft side of it. sighs
i mean sure, iām living in a world where iām not being stuffed full of my f/oās cock, but heās also living in a world where he doesnāt have access to my pussy. so i guess weāre both suffering.
i'd kill to frot against my F/O's cunt. feel his little cock twitch and throb against me. he's so cute, blushing like that, his hole warm and wet for me to use. hear him moan when i stick my tongue down his throat. hold him close, have his legs wrapped around my hips. grope at his hips and stomach. let us both be consumed by pleasure. forget there's anyone else in the world but us.
imagine showing your f/o a strap and them freaking out because itās way too big and thereās no way theyād be able to take that, only for you to tell them that theyāre going to be using it on you
Your f/o dreams about splitting you open on their cock/strap... unless they're a bottom. In which case they dream about being split open by your cock/strap
i want my f/os to come in me but in a not breedable way. like yes cum in my pussy fill me up please i need it pump me full of sperm that isnāt going to do anything because iāve had a hysto hit it raw and donāt worry about pregnancy scares.
letting multiple ghouls cum in me and then plugging my cunt up so it all stays inside and then later that night c.opia eating ghoul cum straight out of my cunt
pr.o/c.omshippers dni. my s/i is a trans man and uses he/him.
heās always horny, fire ghouls often are. he comes into my office, i know exactly why heās here. we've done this dozens of times by now (like i said, he's always horny). he waits for me to decide if i want this, if i want him. there's no pressure, if i tell him i'm busy or not in the mood, he'll wave bye and go find another sibling of sin or another ghoul to help him quell his desire. but it's a slow day. i'm bored, and knowing what he's here for has gotten me aroused as well. i stand up from my chair and his eyes widen as he sees the new piece of clothing i have on; a pair of black slacks that look like any other pair, save for the fact that they're crotchless.
"figured we could save time," i say.
he laughs, a high pitched cackle.
"any preferences today?" i asked
"bent over your desk."
it's so casual. the same tone that other friends might use to discuss which fast food place they want to pick up dinner.
i do as he requests; bending over my desk so that most of my torso is resting on the fine wood. ha. wood. i snicker.
"something funny?" d.ew asks.
"wood," the word comes out in a fit of giggles.
he throws his head back, his long hair swooping as he let's out another high pitched cackle.
within seconds i hear the familiar, wet sound of him lubing up his cock. pale gray with a bluish-purple head, slightly curved upwards. it's fun to suck on, but that's not the kind of thing he came here for.
he flicks my cock with one his sharp claws and i groan. i feel his head at my entrance and then with one quick thrust he's buried to the hilt. we both moan.
d.ew's cock isn't the biggest i've taken, not by far. it's not that he's small, he's actually above average. but i have no problem admitting i'm a bit of a size queen, and i spend a fair amount of time with a cock in my cunt. d.ew likes this about me. he likes that he can "get to the good stuff" without too much prep.
he thrusts in and out of me at a machine gun pace. his claws grasp my thighs, tearing into the soft fabric of my slacks and sinking into my soft flesh. i know c.opia will see the marks and that it will drive him wild in the best way possible.
"dude, do you have any idea how much these cost?"
"i'll get you some...fuck...some new ones...lucifer. your cunt feels so good, man."
"your cock isn't half bad either."
he groans again, deeper this time, and slams his cock into me, the force of it causing my desk to move slightly. his claws sink further into the flesh on my thighs, and then he's cumming in me. it's hot, hotter than any humans, hotter than any other variety of ghoul, another fire ghoul trait. i moan as my orgasm hits, and i feel him shudder pleasurably as my cunt milks his cock.
he stays inside me for a bit while we both catch our breaths. he pulls out and starts stuffing his cock back in his pants. i stand up and straighten my shirt out.
he raises his hand up for a high five. when our palms hit he smiles toothily.
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