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i know i run a literal porn blog, but FUCK trump, FUCK ICE, FREE palestine, FREE sudan, POC LIVES MATTER, and remember, ITS OKAY TO PUNCH NAZI'S !!!
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computer this is very urgent you must show me girls being embarrassed and humiliated right NOW
âIm still a lesbianâ you say as he massages your breast. âIm still a lesbianâ you claim as he starts to finger you and make you wet. âIm still a lesbianâ you say as he grinds against your clit. âAtleast I still have my goldstarâ is a lie you tell yourself as you enjoy a man destroying every ounce of your lesbianism.
I'm sure you thought handing me a kink list meant you were being vulnerable. Brave, even. A sexually liberated slut exploring your desires.
But we should really stop with the euphemisms.
You don't have kinks. You have weaknesses. A neatly catalogued list of ways to make you wet and stupid.
When you told me you like being degraded, you taught me that calling you a desperate little fucktoy makes your pussy clench. When you admitted praise makes you melt, you showed me I can get you on your knees with two words and the right tone of voice. Every confession hands me another way in. Another button to press whenever I want to watch you fall apart.
You wrote me an instruction manual.
I know being choked makes you soak through your panties. I know how to turn your brain off mid-sentence. I know the sound of my belt unbuckling makes your knees give out before I've even touched you.
You handed me all of this freely and eagerly.
So let's retire the word kink. Weaknesses. Vulnerabilities. Entry points. Those sound more appropriate. Pick whichever makes you wetter.
You have them. I know them. And I intend to use every single one until you're shaking and begging and too fucked out to remember why you ever pretended you were in control.
If I had a girlfriend I would be addicted to pulling down her top and looking at her tits. I would be squeezing them, and pinching them whenever I was bored, mid-conversation Iâd be grabbing them until she loses her train of thought.
Iâd be lifting her shirt up and laughing at her just cause I know how much it turns her on. Iâd be telling her to show her friends how pretty they are. Iâd be telling them to cop a feel while she pants and buries her embarrassed little face in my neck.
C/W: CNC/ Rapey (with friends :D)
Do you have that one friend that's honestly really fucking hot... apart from their aggravating personality? A smug smile on her pretty face as she pokes tiny little holes into you? Saying things they know would annoy you... just because they can?
It's so, so bad to admit but sometimes I dream of hate fucking her. Every mocking, every teasing, taunting phrase that makes my brain... twitch. Just slightly. Until I need to do something about it.
"Good boy," she calls me, tone dripping with condescension. "Aww, can't you do anything for yourself? Are you really that helpless?" She might say as I reach the end of my patience. "What are you gonna do? Acting all touâ WOAH!"
"Shut the fuck up."
A hand pinning her wrists against the mattress, another firmly grasping a handful of her luxurious hair. My body weight on hers, holding her down.
And for once, she's silent.
Something in her eyes is different. Really different. Dripping with something else, something new. Submission. Silently accepting. And then she shifts into gear and she's mouthing off again.
"Couldn't beat me with words so you had to fucking pin me down, huh?"
That stings. I find myself looking down at her lips. Such pretty lips spitting such sharp venom. I unzip and fish out my throbbing cock. She realises what I'm about to do immediately.
"Hey... hey, no stop that. That's... that's... we can't do that. I'mâ I'm sorâaumpgh."
"God... you're so much better when you're quiet," I say, even as her throat struggles and convulses around my thick cock. I shift around, holding her in place as I shuffle my trousers off, before pulling her pretty face up and down my cock. Just like a cheap, worn fleshlight. Two hands on her head, pulling and pushing her sloppy, stupid mouth on my cock.
"Aww, can't talk shit to me now, can you? Did you really sit there and think there wouldn't be consequences for pissing me off, you stupid bitch? Really?" As I hold her down, throat trembling, eyes watering, make-up running down her pathetic face. Weakly, she trembles and resists. Catching a glimpse of her insane, slutty tits, I give them a sharp slap, fondling them as I pound her throat.
God, it feels so fucking good pounding into that warm, wet hole knowing I'm stripping her of her ability to annoy me. Converting that inferior fucking hole into something useful. Just as I feel my balls coil and churn, I pull her off me. She pulls away, strings of saliva connecting the base of my cock to her reddened lips, spluttering with loud coughs.
She pants momentarily, struggling to catch her breath. "You... You asshole, you were so roughâ AHH!"
I push her down again, flipping her over to pin her on her tummy.
"No... STOP, please don't. Don't put it in, I'm sorry for saying all that shit. I didn't mean it."
I pause, a hand resting against her chin, another on her perfect ass.
"You don't want this? Really?"
That look in her eyes appear again. And yet she still shakes her head slightly. "No..."
My hand reaches down to her cunt. It's wet.
"Well... clearly, this hole is only good for fucking, not speaking," I say, stuffing my fingers down her mouth. She grunts against my fingers, as if squealing before I slam myself inside her cunt.
She's weak almost immediately. Limp as I jerk off inside her worthless cunt. "Aww, who's a good girl now? Huh?" As I slam myself inside of her, slick, sloppy sounds as my cock stretches her out. She groans against my fingers.
Just normal friends minutes ago. And now she's my worthless fucking bitch. A brainless fleshlight for me to dump my cum into. Memories of her arrogance and cockiness flash across my mind, driving me to pound her hard. Half the pleasure comes from my cock buried in her tight, pretty holes. The other half comes from knowing I'm breaking her into complete submission.
Conquering this mouthy, little thing with each thrust. Claiming her as my own little fuckpet. I chuckle as I fuck her, knowing that no matter how mouthy she is in the future, we'll both know she's my little cocksleeve deep down. Just a set holes that's been designed to take my cum.
The thought of that sets me off, ropes of cum plastering her womb. Claiming her. I'd lay there for a few minutes, catching my breath as she lays under me motionless. As if waiting for me to use her again.
As if she's learned her lesson.
Went on a road trip with my Dom and we played a fun game
Hour 1: had to sit with my legs wide all exposed
Hour 2: vibrator on low on my clit
Hour 3: vibe turned up a bit but still not enough
Hour 4: internal vibe on lowest setting
Hour 5: internal vibe turned up and reintroduced vibe on clit at lowest setting
Last hour: all vibrators taken away and instead I was left with only a dildo that made the bumpy road torture
By the end I was dripping, begging to be allowed to touch my clit not caring who might see
imagine the shock and horror on a lesbians face the first time a mans cock is slammed into her tight warm pussy. her eyes go wide and she's gasping and shaking because in her mind she realises, in the midst of crying out and screaming for the man to stop thrusting inside her, that she can never go another day in her life again without this feeling, without being fucked and filled and pumped full by a mans cock, no matter how hard of a dyke she proudly claimed to be. this is how it was always meant to be. this is the fulfillment she was always looking for. this is how she feels whole. this is the natural way to fuck. just as nature intended.
Youâll never be a real man. I mean, just look at you. Look at your fucking pathetic little pussy, begging for attention. Look at your tits, youâre basically asking for them to be groped and squeezed. Just accept the fact that youâll never be a man, and that youâll always be a fucking useless woman, your only purpose in life to serve my cock.
Something really attractive abt the idea of app controlling my body... a man able to connect to me wirelessly without me knowing and changing my body how he sees fit... give me big tits, make me lactate spontaneously, make my cunt throb and make me so needy I'll kneel without a thought. Make me hump anything around me. Please. Control me and make me stupid
I have this fantasy...
Me and my girlfriend go to a big house party. Since we both know a lot of the people there, we get separated from each other, and I get to talking to this guy. He keeps feeding me alcohol, before eventually mixing a little something else in there too. I start to get dizzy and want to go lie down, so he helps me into the bedroom and locks the door. Since I'm so out of it he has basically no resistance, and can do whatever he wants to me. Since I'm basically unconscious I can't do much, and can barely even tell what's happening. He starts rubbing me all over, making me feel good, while whispering in my ear how lesbians aren't a real thing. That we're all just naive little prudes, that just need a good dick in them, to understand what we need. My girlfriend tries to look for me, but can't find me anywhere and asks around. Nobody really knows where I am, but one of them thinks they remember me not feeling too good. She thinks to herself that I'm probably just sitting down somewhere to rest a little, or in the bathroom getting my bearings. He starts taking off my clothes after a while of touching me, and my subconscious is screaming that something is wrong, but I just can't understand what's going on. After having rubbed me so much, my pussy is basically flooding, and he knows it's time. He lines up his cock with my hole, and thrusts it inside of me. I immediately start springing more to life. I can see him above me, holding me down, and I can feel something being broken inside my pussy. I try to tell him to get away, and to push him off of me, but the alcohol and drugs are still affecting me so much, so my words come out slurred, and my push attempt doesn't wind up as anything more than a light slap. He can tell what I'm trying to do and starts smiling, before he grabs my arms and holds me down. He begins thrusting in and out of me, and I want it to stop. I try calling out for my girlfriend, but the words just can't come out right. He just starts laughing at this point, and starts speeding up. I'm feeling so violated and abused, but I start feeling something else too. I start to feel something I've never felt before. I feel full. Complete. And it feels, really, fucking, good. As I try to resist him more, the alcohol and drugs come back with a vengeance, now that the pleasure is affecting me too. It starts slowly dragging me back to the edge of unconsciousness, and he starts speeding up even more. My gold star is being stripped away from me, by this asshole that I didn't even know at the beginning of the night. My girlfriend would be so disappointed in me, if she knew what was happening. As he's getting more aggressive in his thrusts, I start to give in to the pleasure, and enjoy it. It feels so different from the way my girlfriend fucks me. It feels BETTER. I start to feel an orgasm building up inside me, and he can feel it too. My pussy is starting to squeeze his cock, wanting to feel that release inside it. Wanting to be filled up. He grabs my throat and whispers into my, asking me what I am. I am his, I reply. He asks me if I'm a lesbian. The pleasure is getting too intense, and I can feel the orgasm start to arrive. My mind starting to break. The only noise I can squeak out is a pathetic little, "No". He replies, "I thought so", and with that, I cum harder than I ever had before. My eyes have rolled into the back of my head, and he starts speeding up, about to cum too. As he grabs my hips forcefully and starts thrusting me into him too, he releases his full load inside of me. As the orgasms to start to leave us, he picks back up my clothes, and starts dressing me, before giving me a kiss. I kiss him back, wanting the feeling to never end. Wanting to go another round. Wanting to be full once again. For the first time in my life, I feel the emptiness that was always there. I just had to experience fullness, before I could recognize it.
Hey babe! Wanna try something?
TW: Con noncon, orientation play, sexism, slight homophobia, We've been dating for a while, exploring tons of stuff- One day, I walk into your room as you were sitting on your bed.. You recognize the face I was making, "What's got your so worked up now, Iris?" You ask, "Shut up and kiss me." I answered, quickly hugging you and embracing you in a kiss. Of course, you didn't resist at all, it was a normal kiss, we'd just scissor or something after, right?
... A few minutes later you plenty horny by then- and I still have that smirk, the same one I get every time I find some new kink to explore.. "Alright babe, what is it?" You asked, suspecting I just wanted to try some new degrading or something.. But, as I smirk you realize it's something more than that. "I want to.. Invite someone into our bedroom~" I answered in a sultry voice, "Oh? You got my worked up for a second" You'd laugh it off, "What, Rosa or something?" You asked, but still my grin grew wider... "No no, I'll tell you that part later- First... I need to.. Confirm some things."
"Sure," you'd nod, you knew I was kinky, sure: But I'd never do anything all that bad. "So.. Degrading, I know you love it, right, the more, the better." I'd begin, you of course nodding, "Well yeah, I don't quite see how that's rel-" You'd begin to talk but I'd just shush you, "Well.. Denying you pleasure, hmm~? To make you nothing but a toy for my pleasure, what of that?" I smirked as you blushed- feeling yourself be heat up by the though.. 'Damn-' You thought to yourself as you blushed- backing up a little as I moved more into your personal space. Not out of discomfort, but instinct.
"After all... That is all you're good for, no?~" I continued, your breath getting heavier- feeling a dampness in your pants.. "I-" You try to respond, but I shush you again.. "Your whole Identity.. Nothing but something for me to get off too.. You like that idea, don't you~?" I continue, your response nothing more than a nod and a labored breath in..
"Imagine something more degrading than your whole self being- someone else's brief spurt of pleasure.. Can you?" I went on again, and well- Even if you were in a state where you could think properly.. No- not really..
"If you didn't like something all too much.. Should I care?" I continued, this time you shaking your head- of course, like anyone else your boundaries being pushed was a terrible thought, but- In concept.. It was just another turn on- At this point, you forgot whatever you were doing before, completely incapsulated by the scenario..
"What if it was a stranger.. Hm? No.. You wouldn't resist that either.. Would you?" Once again you- would like to say you would but.. In the state your in? No not really..
"..If it were a man, would he care about your preferences..?" I finally said, but you couldn't even realize what I was implying, not yet.. So you just shook your head, unaware of where this was heading..
I would stick my hand into your pants, slowly fingering you, making sure the heat wouldn't even begin to calm down.. "Imagine that.. Your whole identity as a lesbian? who you are, who you love.. It all being- Just a turn on. Your identity, his fetish." And- Yeah.. Fuck that idea was- Way hotter than you want it to be.. But like- You'd never.. Actually do that..
"About that third person I want to invite.." I finally continued- Bringing you slightly back to your senses.. You tried to ask who but couldn't even manage to speak.. "Well, you don't need to know his name. You'll call him master, and nothing else. Kay babe?" I asked the last part as if this were normal-
For a moment you were in thought but- as I fingered your G spot for a moment- The moan you let out.. "Y-yes ma'am." You answered, "Good girl~" I smiled, clapping my hand.. I had already set this up.. I used you like a toy and you know it.. And you're not even upset.. You're too horny to complain, to even think...
The next few moments felt like an eternity.. Hearing what you thought were footsteps- too excited to be sure.. But- you saw him..
He was tall but.. Not even particularly good looking... You didn't even realize it but I had got behind you, fondling your breasts for the man's pleasure.. The man took his pants down as I looked at you from the side, "Mouth open, like this," I spoke, opening my own and letting my tongue stick so slightly out, Using my finger to force yours the same-
You didn't actually realize it until the man's pants were off and he grew erect but.. 'S-she want's me to.. use my mouth on that.. thing?" But- there was no time to think as he stood in front of you.. The smell was just- fucking terrible.. "Get on with it whore." He spoke- his voice deep.. It wasn't like with me.. Where I was dominant but still tender.. He just, didn't care. Not about you.
You put your head forward- you tried to lick it but- yanked your head back it was- just so gross.. No way you would-! But-! You felt my hand push you forward- you closed your moth but.. It was clear there was no getting out of this..
Hesitantly.. You opened your mouth.. Beginning to taste it.. The taste as bad as the smell.. About now you'd be thinking of every insult toward the man you could to cope but, "A lesbian slut, I always knew you all were whores." He spoke with just- confidence. It PISSED you off- who was this guy? who did he think he was-?
But.. As you tried to come up with some remark.. You- just slobbered on his cock.. "Here.. Let me help you out.." You heard me speak- as I pushed your head closer, licking the side of the cock myself.. And somehow.. That turned you on? Seeing my elegant tongue.. You've seen it used on your own pussy a million times.. But seeing it on a dick? No.. Sharing the work with you just- Triggered something primal in you.. Something you didn't know was there..
"I said take in in your THROAT." The man repeated-! grabbing your head- shit did he- say that?- You spent so long just- looking at me you forgot what was happening- You gagged as the man forced himself down your throat, "See? I knew you could do it. Lesbians are always the best with this stuff." He spoke- does he.. Do this often? Did this not even matter to him?
The thought of that raced through your head- while your body gagged- Your nose in his unkept bush, taking in the horrid musk- And your efforts to pull away were met with failure.. Somehow, the most disturbing thought was he didn't even care..
How many lesbians had he been with-? Are you just.. Reinforcing the idea a lesbian can be- Tamed by just being dicked down?! This was your gold star, your identity, your body, all being turned into some pleasure that he just- enjoys? He'll move on and just forget this-?! The very thought of that made you want to bite down but- There was no way you would.. Because no matter how much you deny it.. You were enjoying this.. Your pussy was dripping wet.
"TAKE IT SLUT." He announced once again interrupting your thought- holding your head that much stronger, enhancing the discomfort that much more.. You felt his cock throb as his seed entered your throat.. As he began to pull out- Your mouth too, a bit even leaking onto your tits as he pulled out- wait.. What?
Your shirt's buttons were undone- and bra unclasped.. Without you even noticing..
That wasn't even an issue.. The thick liquid in your mouth- You wanted to vomit it.. Tasted horrible.. But-
That's when I kissed you... I grabbed your chin and kissed you, my tongue exploring your mouth, licking up the semen where I could.. We are girlfriends after all.. Why wouldn't I help you out?
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OK I think that's enough writing for one day, if you guys enjoyed this there's two ideas I have, I could of course, make a part 2, get some pregnancy scare in there, vaginal, probably i'd save anal for part 3 sense *cough* I know one dyke here who doesn't like to all too much and I want her to be able to enjoy this one :)
Besides that, the other idea is to essentially re-make this but like, only the seduction part? Like, I'm not all too good at writing sex, but I could 100% attach a different start where instead of convincing you without you knowing until too late- start with the idea and then despite this, still convince you.
(Also if y'all would prefer a 3rd person POV rather than a 1st person lmk)
The braindead face you make when your holes are getting pounded is the prettiest makeup youâll ever wear đâš
"You wanna cum babe?" my girlfriend croons, fresh off her own orgasm. I whine and nod, clenching around her. "Hmm, but I don't feel any cum in here," she says, pulling her fingers out of my cunt. "You know the rules baby."
I moan at the emptiness, and quickly, desperately get to my feet, not bothering to put any clothes on as I wobble out of our bedroom and to the next door over. My flatmate lets me in after I knock, and I immediately fall to my knees and beg him to cum in me.
He sighs. "You're interrupting my game, ya know." I whimper, pushing my tits out to entice him. I've changed my appearance so much since my girlfriend made this rule, growing my hair longer, wearing more make up, anything he mentions liking in a girl, in hopes he won't reject me. He gives me a once over, then pulls out his cock. "Fine, but you gotta suck me off first."
I should be ashamed how I starts drooling as soon as I see his dick, long and thick with heavy balls my mouth is instantly drawn to. It's painfully big, choking me once he's full and hard, then abusing my cervix when he fucks me. I tell myself I don't crave this, legs bent back by my head as he mounts me, tell myself that I hate the way he gropes my tits, the feeling of him pulling out to slap my clit with his dick.
"Fuck I love your cunt," he groans, fucking into me harder and faster, like using a fleshlight. "Such a good dyke, you love my cock too right?"
"Yes sir," I moan, wishing it were a lie. "Love your cock."
"Not really fair this only happens when you want it, huh?" he says. "I should get to use this hole whenever I want too, shouldn't I?"
I keep quiet, not wanting to say yes, but then he starts pulling out and my mouth moves without thinking. "Yes! Yes, whenever you want sir."
He grins, flipping me over and fucking back in, hard. "Useless little lesbian, really gonna give up your holes forever just to cum once? Fuck you're a cockwhore."
My face burns, cause that is what im doing, and I know my girlfriend won't mind, that she'll just laugh at me for being so stupid and broken.
"You wanna go back on that? I can pull out and forget you ever promised me that," he offers sweetly, but I can't even think anymore. My face is pressed into the mattress and I can tell he's getting close, his balls slapping my cunt, and all I can do is let my legs spread wider as I cum to the feeling of his seed filling me, sealing my fate as his new dyke fuck doll. đ
i wanna play-fight with you but be genuinely overpowered. i wanna try my hardest to wriggle out of your grip on my wrists and hips and be utterly unable to escape. i wanna feel that fear of knowing you really could do whatever you want to me if you decide to. iâm completely yours to play with.
Woke little sister, flushed and in between heavy breaths: "we should be doing this. It's perfectly fine. Incest taboos are based in eugenics."
Woke older sister, panting softly: Itâs just praxis, itâs just praxis, itâs-
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