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A New Record! [Insert joke about casual sex vs ranked competitive sex]
THIS POST IS ABOUT LESBIAN SEX ! MEN + MINORS DNI
it starts slow.
a warm ache between your thighs. a sleepy little whimper slipping from your lips as you shift against the sheets, rubbing your legs together, searching for something, anything.
you’re barely awake, still half-trapped in the haze of your dream; her hands on you, her voice in your ear, her mouth on your cunt.
you can still feel it.
the way she’d held you down, her grip firm and possessive, her fingers digging into your thighs as she buried her face between them.
the way she’d talked to you, all low and rough and teasing:
"look at you, baby. already so wet for me, huh? you just can’t help it, can you? you need me so bad."
a desperate little whine escapes your throat, your hips shifting on their own, pressing down against your pillow, seeking friction, seeking her.
"please" you murmur into the sheets, already breathless, already so fucking needy. "need you so bad-"
but she’s not here.
just a pillow beneath you, just your own pathetic desperation, just the ghost of her voice in your head, the faint memory of her wet mouth on your cunt.
and it’s enough.
your fingers clutch the fabric beneath you, your hips rolling in slow, mindless circles, your breath coming quicker as you chase the feeling.
you can hear her voice, so clear, so real, whispering filth in your ear:
"so desperate, bunny. always so needy for me. you’d let me do anything to you, wouldn’t you?"
"y-yeah," you whimper, pressing down harder, your clit throbbing, your whole body burning up.
"i know, baby," she taunts, her lips brushing your inner thigh in your imagination, her breath warm and teasing. "so fucking pathetic. grinding on my face like a needy little thing. you gon’ cum for me, princess?"
“fuck" you gasp, hips moving faster, heat curling tight in your stomach, right on the edge, right there, just a little more, just—
"oh my god."
your whole body freezes.
your eyes fly open.
and there she is.
leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, smirking down at you with that look.
"seriously, baby?" she drawls, tilting her head. "you’re humping a pillow right now?"
your face burns, embarrassment flooding through you, but you’re still so needy, your body still thrumming with desperation, so you just let out a pathetic little whimper, pressing your face into the sheets. she chuckles, low and smug, stepping closer, the bed dipping as she kneels behind you.
"jesus, bunny," she murmurs, hands sliding up your thighs, spreading you open. "you really needed me that bad?"
you nod frantically, gasping as her fingers trace over your slick folds, barely touching you, just teasing, just making you squirm.
"bet that stupid pillow didn’t even feel good, huh?" she taunts, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. "bet it wasn’t even close to what i do to you."
"n-not even close," you whimper, pushing your hips back against her touch. she smirks, shifting lower, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down your spine, over your hips, between your thighs.
"yeah baby" she murmurs, voice dark and sweet as she spreads you open and leans in.
"let me show you how much better i am."
I spent 19 years in a religion and felt nothing.
I spend 1 night with another trans girl and I feel like I've transcended some kind of spiritual plane.
Which is hilarious cuz I don't believe in anything like that.
Anyway, trans women are goddesses and fucking them is a divine experience.
Trans people confirmed better than god
A trans woman blew me in the shower and then sat on my face, Jesus never did anything for me. Step up your game, Jesus.
@smallgronk I'm gonna be worshipping you eternally btw
Damn to see how popular a post about fucking me has gotten NGL. And of course I throated you in the shower, it was the only place in that god forsaken desert where my mouth wasn't dry <3.
(Not all the parts of the post showed up in one chain like i wanted so just reordering them for my favorite bits <3)
A love letter <3
It's been a year since this now. What a wild ride! I don't think I can put into words how this was a pivotal moment in my life enough. I lost my virginity on this trip, and found what I want out of life at the same time. I always got told that losing your virginity was gonna be ugly, disappointing, and awkward.
And it was! Several of those things at least. We had been talking and growing close for months before I had a spur of the moment chance to visit from across the fucking to see someone I had only ever texted, and maybe chatted on discord with for a bit. But it was someone already important to me.
I went in with zero expectations, and none put on me. We both agreed we would get a hotel room, spend two nights together however we both felt comfy doing so, and leave with hopefully good memories. We had a lot of safety precautions! We had backup places we could go if we didn't want to stay, I had visited on a trip with my friends so I had another place and she could always just go back home. We put in the work of making sure we both were as comfy with it as possible.
And then it was magical. It was the first actual honest to god date I had ever been on and I was a mess. But she didn't care, and she was nervous too. We had a bunch to get used to being in person versus over the internet. But the moment we started talking it was like we couldn't stop. She had come over after work and had to take a shower and change, and I remember we ended up talking for like twenty minutes before she actually managed to get into the other room and actually take the shower! And part of that was because of how entranced I was.
Nothing had prepared me for seeing her in person. We had already been sexting at that point, I'd seen her naked. But seeing her here, in person? Way more impactful. I actually froze up when I first saw her in the lobby waiting for me (But don't worry I played it cool <3). And that was *nothing* compared to how it was when I saw her all dressed up. God she was beautiful.
After we walked around for a few hours and had dinner, we made our way back to the room and had what ended up being my first full on actual kiss. And there was much to follow! I remember after experiencing so much so fast having her fully clothed grinding on top of me (god you should see her from that angle) and I just had to stop her. It was too much. I had to think. I had to make important decisions. I had done all I could to prepare ahead of time but some of it I just had to wait until I was there.
And so we waited. And I calmed down. I asked about things like sexual history, in specific details, so I could make informed decisions that trip. And we waited some more. And I had never felt more safe and cared for than when she sat patiently and let me think while desperately wanting more. It was honestly like ten minutes like that.
And then guess what? I kinda fucking sucked at sex. Which sucked! But I was thankfully at least a quick learner. I got okish at kissing by the end of the trip, but guess what I didn't do? I didn't get hard. Not enough to top anyways. And it was stressful, and upsetting, and I was terrified of disappointing her. She didn't care. She held me, and comforted me and reassured me. And when we tried the other way, we couldn't fucking make that work either. Instead of being an awful end though, we instead had super intimate and caring moments where we showed each other the patience and love and kindness we always wished others had for us. It turned what could have been miserable into some of the best days of my life. And certainly a few of the most memorable. And don't worry, we still fucked nasty. But the original post shows mainly the success. Not the failure. The awkwardness. And how that almost made it more important to me. To be able to try and have sex and it go weird and not be an issue was a foundational thing for me. I have carried that with me into every encounter since. Also, it gave me the chance to *get* good. There are things that I'm still learning and practicing, but by god I've spent the time honing my skills in the last year. And part of that is with the hope I can show her a proper good time with them eventually. Now I have meds for my erection issues! I am much more confident. And I am so thankfully for the people who let me get where I am today. To clarify though, we still had a great time. There is so much more to sex than penetration. We sucked mad dick, I fucked her face, we made out til our lips were sore and left each other covered in bruises and scratches. We fit so much into those handful of days that it still amazes me. I just wanted to emphasize that it was the comfort and support that let us get to that point, beyond the clumsiness woven throughout. I also got to visit again at one point, and spent a beautiful time with her once again. Lots of important moments and cared for each other has happened since this. I'm a better lover, a better girlfriend, a better person, thanks to these experiences. This was at the start of my transition, and I didn't think about my gender when I was with her for a single moment. It just felt right. So have sex with friends. It's great. Let it be silly. Let it be awkward. When your partner is anxious, reassure them! And most of all, find people who give you the space to blossom. Who go out of their way to nurture you. Take precautions where you can, but don't let opportunities all pass you by. Take the risks that are worth taking. Ps. There are also some very honorable mentions in here. And so much more to the story! I can alas only fit so much thought into one semi-cohesive ramble. So I just want to say thank you, @justaflatbitch my wonderful girlfriend who was there for me at every step. She was open to the idea, and more than that she actively encourages and supports me finding myself and experiencing these wonderful opportunities. I have gained so much confidence in my relationships, my transition, my sex life, and my self worth as a result to you and the things you help me try and accomplish. Another goes out to @mayday--mae. A wonderful friend of mine, and hopefully soon second girlfriend, who has become an incredibly important part of my life. She is another person who has shown me incredible patience and comfort, especially when it comes to my sex life. If it wasn't for her, I never would have become the sex goddess I am as quickly as I have. Nothing is quite as motivational however as a cute puppy begging you to rail her. On a serious note though, she was there for more of my failures and hardships in bed than anyone else. It took me many tries to even be able to fine tune my meds to be able to penetrate, and many many more to get over the nerves and feel comfortable. I still have a lot I want to improve on, but I always look forward to our practice sessions~~~
And there are others too! People who have supported me along the way, who I care for and care for me. People who helped me get where I am. I imagine some of them don't even realize how much I cherish them or think of them. And I surely can't encompass every person who has help all in a single day. Community is so important, cherish it and work to build it up <3.
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She's depressed? Have you tried jacking her off and on again?
girls will see your fingers and imagine what it would feel like inside of them
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2k???? For THIS???
Just like you have safe words/nonverbal actions to let your partner know to slow down or stop, y'all gotta incorporate predetermined provoking words/actions that let your partner know 'I want you to escalate the scene'.
For example, mine is spitting, if I spit, I just know I'm about to get my shit rocked. It's been scene changing for us, especially for cnc. It's a nice way to beg for more rough treatment without breaking the immersion. I can still fight back and struggle but I get him to choke me harder or slap me like I want.
omg that's genius. it's like a taunt
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nipple grabbing through the shirt is so amazingly degrading. you can just be talking thinking nobody notices you didn't wear a bra today when someone reaches out without warning and grabs your sensitive nipples through the fabric. and i mean just absolutely crushes them between their rough fingers. no mercy at all. you can't even get away until they let go, cause it'll just mean pulling hard on them and hurting them even more. so you just look up doe eyed and have to beg them to please stop while they laugh at you. instead of being let go you just get groped harder and pinned to the wall cause you're weak and pathetic. also you're me. i am weak and pathetic