I need lesbian porn where the girls just want to make each other cum or use each other's body, ones where the girls clearly want pleasure from each other, not the ones catered for male fantasies
I need girls that whimper instead of moan from the first touch. Want bottoms that would fuck themselves on their top's fingers just to feel good.
I want to see the girls cum and overstimulate the other. I want the clits rubbed, nipples sucked, and just devouring each other.
I would even love girls just touching themselves, showing off their pretty cunt and body, showing everyone how much of a slut they are
”sesbian lex” “wuh luh wuh” NO!!!!! don’t be ashamed to be a dyke!!!! proudly scream that you have lesbian sex!!!! you kiss girls!!!! you want to eat them out!!! you like biceps and boobs!! dyke!!!
˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 1,776 words, smut/explicit sexual content(18+), strap action😛, doggy, spanking, choking, praise & degradation, hypersensitive due to previous sexual activities, pet names/name calling(e.g., baby, slut, pretty girl, etc), reader has stretch marks, patner is said to have tattoos, etc˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖
❤︎18+ 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓓𝓸 𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽 ❤︎
Your arms shake where they’re braced against the sheets, sweat cooling in streaks down your back. You’re still raw, still twitching from the way she held you down earlier and forced orgasm after orgasm out of you with the toy until your voice cracked. Your pussy aches, swollen and too wet, and now she’s inside you again—pressing you open slow, then snapping her hips sharp just to hear you break.
Your moans come loud, shameless, drawn out in the dimly lit room.
“Listen to you,” she teases, as her palm lands across your ass, a sharp sting that makes you jolt forward, and she laughs, low and cruel. “So fuckin’ loud. Moaning like you’re begging the whole damn block to hear what I do to you.”
Another smack. Then her hand soothing over the sting, rubbing her palm slow across the stretch marks curving down your ass. Her touch lingers there, softer, reverent even.
“God, I love these. Perfect. All of you. You hear me, pretty girl?” She grips hard, fingers digging in until you whimper. “Mine.”
You nod, back arching, because the praise feels like another kind of slap. She spreads you open then, thumbs pulling your cheeks wide so she can look down at the creamy mess where you’re swallowing her strap. Wet strings snap and smear across skin with every thrust, and she groans like she’s drunk on the sight. You can hear it—your body swallowing her strap down with every thrust.
“Fuck,” she breathes, pleased grin cutting across her face as she watches. “Look at that sloppy cunt. Can’t even hold me, can you? Leaking all over the sheets, creaming like a little slut. Bet you’d let me keep you like this all night, stuffed and dripping, if I told you to.”
You whine into the mattress, body trembling, your ass arching up despite yourself.
Her hips grind in deep, and you gasp, shoving your face against your forearm. It’s too much and not enough, your cunt fluttering around her, clenching tight.
“How you feelin’, baby?” she asks, tone mocking, breath hot against the back of your neck. She doesn’t slow, not once.
Your throat’s raw, voice shaky. “Feels so good—fuck—you’re too deep.”
She leans over your back, sweaty chest pressed to your spine, one hand sliding up your throat, squeezing until your head tilts back. Her eyes pin you when you turn to look at her—dark, merciless, full of hunger. Tattoos flex and ripple across her body as she holds you still, cock buried in you to the hilt.
“Too deep?” Her mouth twists into a grin, mean and gorgeous. “Baby, I’m not even trying yet.”
Your hand scrabbles back, desperate to touch her, to anchor yourself. You trace over the ink across her stomach, down lower, fingers brushing the thin snail trail leading to the harness. She’s hot and slick with sweat, muscles flexing under your palm.
“I love it,” you choke out, half-moan, half-confession. “Love when you fuck me like this. You make me feel so good, baby.”
She smiles at that—sharp, knowing, like she’s got you pinned through and through. She presses her mouth to your ear, voice dropping low and semi-sweet.
“Damn right I do. You’re nothing but my dumb little fucktoy right now. Can’t think, can’t breathe unless I let you. And you fucking love it.”
Her hand squeezes your throat tighter. Her hips grind deeper.
“Be good,” she orders, biting your ear just hard enough to sting. “Fuck yourself on it. Show me how bad you want me.”
Your arms shake as you shift your weight, bracing on your forearms. The sheets are hot under your skin, damp with sweat and slick. You hook your feet up around her waist, pulling her in tighter, levering yourself up so you can work yourself back on her like she told you to.
“Fuck,” she hisses through her teeth, hands gripping your ass so tight the skin dimples under her fingers. “That’s it. Greedy girl. Look at you—shoving your sloppy pussy down on my dick like you don’t got no shame.”
Her words burn through you, dragging another broken cry from your chest. Each push back drives the strap deeper, thick and unrelenting, and the stretch makes you see stars. It’s too much, too deep, but you keep moving because she told you to. Your ass ripples with every bounce, thighs quivering under the effort, and she’s just sitting there behind you, watching, laughing under her breath.
“Look at you,” she croons, voice rough and low. “Throwin’ it back like a little slut. So fuckin’ nasty.”
Her hands clamp around your hips, thumbs digging into the soft flesh above your stretch marks as she drags you back harder. “You’re such a mess—listen to that.” She tilts her hips just enough for the sound of wet, creamy squelch to fill the room. “Whole fuckin’ bed’s drenched. You like putting on a show for me?”
You whine her name, high and broken, vision blurring as the straphead knocks your spot dead-on.
“Shut the fuck up,” she snaps, palm cracking against your ass. The sting blooms and you jerk forward with a gasp. “Don’t say my name—move. That’s all I want from you. Keep those hips working.”
You bite your lip and obey, rocking back harder, your nails digging into the sheets. The thick strap keeps finding that same devastating angle, pressure building until your eyes roll back.
“Mm,” she drawls, breath ragged as she watches you. “All that pretty noise, and you’re still takin’ it. Couldn't handle the toys. Now look at you—’bout to cry on my dick.”
“I—ah—” You gasp, head dropping, vision whiting out at the edges. “You’re mean. You wouldn’t last either.”
She laughs, sharp and cruel, her teeth grazing your shoulder before she bites down hard enough to make you gasp. “Me? I’d be just fine. I’m not a whiney little bitch like you.”
That stings—you freeze mid-thrust, cunt clenching around her cock as your body stills. Then slowly, you turn your head, reach back with a shaking hand. Your fingers thread through her damp hair, tugging just enough to pull her face close. You stroke her cheek, soft in contrast, and meet her eyes with a grin sharp enough to cut.
“You wouldn’t last ten minutes.”
Her smirk is all teeth. “Ten minutes, huh?” she purrs, voice thick with amusement and threat. Her hand slides from your cheek to your throat, squeezing until your breath stutters. “I’ll prove it to you later.”
She drags you back into position, shoving you into the mattress until your face sinks into the pillow. Her palm pins your nape, her hips pressed hot against your ass as she grinds the strap through your folds.
“Look at this mess,” she mutters, low and filthy, dragging the fat head through your slit again, nudging your clit until your whole body jerks. “Still swollen. Still crying for me after that wand had you screaming.” She presses harder, makes you feel the drag of silicone against every tender inch. “Pathetic.”
You moan into the pillow, arms trembling under you. Your pussy’s so wet it clings to her cock even before she pushes in, creamy strings webbing between your lips and the slick plastic.
Then she thrusts, hard. Your whole body jolts, breath knocked out of you as she forces every inch inside. The stretch is brutal, sharp and deep, and she groans under her breath as if she can feel the way you squeeze down on her.
“Goddamn, baby. Gripping me like you’re about to split in half.” Her hand tightens on your throat, forcing your cheek deeper into the pillow until all you can hear is the muffled echo of your own cries. “Take it. You wanted this. You begged for it.”
Her rhythm is merciless, her hips slamming against the meat of your ass with wet, obscene slaps. The strap carves into your spot again and again, sharp enough to make your vision flare, and you can’t stop drooling into the sheets, can’t stop the way your body yields to every thrust.
Her free hand glides over your waist, your hip, your ass—rough palms tracing the stretch marks she worships even while she degrades you. “Look at this ass,” she grits out, fucking into you harder, her words catching on a ragged breath. “Perfect. You’re perfect, and I’m still gonna break you.”
Your whines shake against the pillow, high-pitched, muffled, shameless. You claw at the sheets, at nothing, trying to breathe through her grip until she finally eases up just enough to let air rush back into your lungs.
“Sound so pretty when you choke on it,” she taunts, rolling her hips, grinding her clit against the base of the strap so every thrust digs in deeper. “Loud little mess.”
You try to speak but it comes out broken, a slurry of moans and sobs, until finally you manage to choke out, “M’gonna cum—please, m’gonna—”
She snarls, one hand tightening at your throat, the other shoving your hips back onto her cock. “Then fucking do it. Make a mess on me. Let me feel you soak me.”
And that's it. Your body breaks first. It always does when she’s like this—mean, relentless, hand on your throat, strap splitting you wide. The pressure crests so fast it’s brutal, your thighs shaking, cunt gripping down tight before the flood hits.
You sob into the pillow as you cum, your slick gushing around her dick, wet soaking the sheets, thighs quivering as your body convulses. She doesn’t stop. Not for a second.
“Fuck yeah—there you go,” she groans, fucking you right through it, her thrusts sharp and merciless. “Messy little thing, spraying all over my lap. You love it, don’t you? Love being used like this.”
Your cries muffle against the sheets, hips twitching, overstimulated but still taking everything she gives you. She fucks you mean until your body goes limp, until all you can do is whimper and clench weakly around her.
Finally—finally—she slows. One hand rubs your back, the other loosens its grip from your throat, stroking down your spine before she eases out. The drag makes you shiver, slick strings clinging to the strap before she strips it off and tosses it aside.
You’re trembling, wrecked, but she pulls you into her lap anyway, wrapping those tattooed arms tight around you. You sink into her chest, gasping, still crying a little, but she tilts your chin up and kisses you slow.
Sloppy. Lingering. Her tongue slides deep, tasting the salt of your tears and the wetness she wrung out of you.
When she pulls back, her mouth is swollen, eyes heavy. She whispers against your lips, low and husky: “Thank you.”
Your heart twists. You take her wrist in your hand, kiss over the ink that wraps her skin, voice hoarse but steady. “I love you. Can’t wait to use the toys on you.”
That gets a laugh, rough and warm, her teeth flashing before she presses another kiss to your temple. “You’re insane,” she mutters, pulling you closer, holding you like she’s never letting go.
synopsis. various nsfw links paired with dark and some milder tropes. you must be logged into your account to view these. viewer discretion is advised. side note, some of the captions of these videos are a bit graphic. i did not make them. just ignore please!
an. this isn’t following the order of my kinktober list but oh well
ᡣ its ok if as long as it's not inside, right? ᡣ masked man + cnc ᡣ breeding + size kink + mild ass play ᡣ (tw) kidnapping and prone bone ᡣ (tw) intox kink + sucking him off ᡣ (tw) public sex in the train ᡣ (tw) kidnapping + missionary ᡣ (tw) ghostface ᡣ somno ᡣ stuck! ᡣ fingering both holes ᡣ pussy eating in his car
locking you in place while he plays with you ᡣ he doesn't care if you tap out ᡣ toys ᡣ riding ᡣ public sex ᡣ pounding + hair pulling ᡣ fingering + pussy play ᡣ groping + rough sex ᡣ 69 ᡣ pussy eating ᡣ fucking sideways ᡣ full nelson + breeding + anal ᡣ he won't let you play your game... ᡣ doggy position ᡣ titty fuck
dryhumping ᡣ thigh fucking ᡣ cunnilingus ᡣ reverse cowgirl ᡣ no moving away ᡣ somno pt. ii ᡣ how he makes you give him head ᡣ fingering ᡣ groupsex ᡣ mutual masturbation ᡣ size difference ᡣ tummy bulge ᡣ using you as stress relief after work ᡣ sex in the woods ᡣ riding and breeding
somebody fuck me so hard i know without a doubt im desired. somebody force me to keep eye contact while they praise me til they know for sure i believe it. somebody hold me and kiss me as i come down.. fall asleep with me in your arms.. smile at me when you wake so i know it was more than just my body that led you here..
PSA, if you’re on the kinky side of tumblr, please don’t lie about your age. Especially when it comes to being sexually explicit, you can get someone into legal trouble over it and that’s incredibly fucked up. If you’re NOT over 18, please don’t interact with me or my blog, or anyone else when you’re a minor. Pretending you’re older than you are and talking to people you know are much older than you when you’re a minor is once again, fucked up. Not only are you selfishly ignoring a persons boundaries, you’re jeopardizing yourself and another persons reputation. You could be interacting with people who do not have your best interest in mind and this is NOT safe or consensual kink when you lie about these things.
To all my Dom(mes) and mutuals, please be careful.
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