heavy are the hips that wear the strap

21 some genderfuck femme(ish) fagdyke queer Vers Switch

[caninewulfe]

[heavy-are-the-hips]

I imagine your arms above your head, wrists bound and suspended over you, naked and exposed. I am on my knees, running my hands slowly up and down your thighs, curving up behind and stroking and squeezing. You whine and pull pointlessly at the restraints, arching your back, pushing yourself as close to my face as you can- desperately trying to reach me. I don't let you. Looking up and smiling gently. I won't give it you. You need it so badly, I'm on my knees but the control is still all mine.

I let you beg for a while. Promising you'll be good for me, still trying to force yourself forwards and against my mouth. I open my mouth and lay my tongue flat, an inch from where you can reach me. I finally slide a hand over you, sliding your dick between my fingers, pulling it up as I take it into my mouth. I press my tongue flat against it, and hold it there. I barely touch you and the relief of contact lasts only a second before all you can think about is how much more you need to feel.

I'm completely stationary, my other hand stilling too as I look up. Immediately you start; please please would I suck your dick- you need it so so bad, you've been so good waiting. I give in, wanting your pleasure as much as you do; I start to slowly lap at your swollen growth. You're so sensitive, crying and shaking violently as I roll the tip against my tongue, head still bobbing as I gradually speed up, giving you more pressure. I'm as desperate as you are, moaning as I sink my fingers into you. I press in hard, constant circles inside you, until I bring you right to the edge, pushing you over before you even finish asking to cum. Your legs buckle and shake as you try to hold yourself up, leaning all your weight against the wall and my mouth. I drag it out as long as I can, until all the tension leaves you and I slowly take gently myself away, supporting your weight, rising up to release you.

[lambslayer]

I want you to touch yourself and moan my name

[frenchvelvetkisses]

let me rail you while there are people around, my hand over your mouth to keep you quiet. however i’ll fuck you harder and harder, i want to see if i can make it so unbearably good that you forget where you are. i want to see you fail. i want to hear those moans slip through my fingers, no matter how hard you try to keep them to yourself. will the pleasure override your fear of being caught ? let me ruin you right in front of everyone, ill enjoy every second of your failed silence.

[frenchvelvetkisses]

If she sends you photos, it’s only polite to send her an audio of you touching yourself to them

[frenchvelvetkisses]

yes I’m territorial, i’m greedy with you. you’re not just mine, it’s mutual ownership and i want the whole world to feel the weight of that whenever we walk into any room.

a heavy hand on the back of your neck, my thumb tracing the sensitive skin right under your jaw just to remind you who’s standing behind you. i love the way you get all quiet and compliant the second i hold you, like you’re dropping every other thought and letting me guide you. i want people to see the way i look at you and know immediately that you’re off limits, that you’re already spoken for before i even have to say a word. I want to be the thought and voice in the back of your mind at all times. my focus and attention will stay on you even when you’re not right next to me.

but the real greed starts when we’re alone and i can dismantle that good girl act piece by piece. I’m possessive over your mind and body. pinning you down and making you look right into my eyes while i’m ruining you, forcing you to admit the truth : that no one else gets to see you like this. no one else gets this version of you the desperate, shaking, honest and vulnerable mess that only i’m allowed to build. i want to hear your voice crack as you tell me that no one else could ever touch you this way and no one else could ever make you feel this good. holding your chin, keeping your gaze locked on mine while i’m stretching you out, whispering that you were made specifically for my hands. for my mouth. for me.

"who do you belong to sweetheart?" i’m not giving you an inch of relief until i hear it. i want the words to feel like a brand on your tongue. i want you to tell me that nobody else could ever have a piece of you, that you’re mine and only mine in the moments you’re most vulnerable. ruining you until you can’t even remember anyone else’s touch, reminding you that your only job in this room is to take every bit of me. so possessive it’s almost mean, reaching inside your brain and turning off the rest of the world until there’s nothing left but my voice and that fact that you’re my good girl. i want you sobbing about how you’re mine and ill be right there to wipe every tear, making sure you never ever forget who owns every single gasp you make.

[pr3ttypunisher]

holding a puppy sub’s hips and controlling the pace while they hump my thigh. feeling how wet they are through their clothes. soaking through with every grind. slowing them down every time they get close. feeling them whine against my neck. “not yet, puppy. only when i say.” hand in their hair. keeping them right there.

hips stuttering. thighs shaking. soaking my thigh through. “please— please i’m so close— please i’ve been so good—”

“you have been good.” not letting them speed up. keeping that slow controlled grind even as they shake. “such a good puppy. which is exactly why you’re going to wait until i say so.” feeling them whimper. watching them grind harder against my thigh trying to get more friction. “i know it’s hard. i know you need it.” hand stroking their hair so gently. “but good puppies wait. and you’re my good puppy aren’t you?”

them nodding eagerly against my neck. still grinding. still desperate.

“i need you to keep being patient for me...” slowing their hips again. hearing them whimper, as they tear up. “shh. i’ve got you. you’re doing so well. so perfect.” pressing a kiss to their hair. “the longer you wait the better it’ll feel... just stay right here with me.”

holding them there until the begging gets properly broken. until please has no composure left in it at all. until they’re shaking so hard they can barely keep the rhythm and the wet patch on my thigh is completely soaked through and they’re crying properly now.

“okay, puppy.” releasing their hips completely. “go ahead. you’ve been so good. you can cum for me now.”

feeling them immediately grind down hard and fast. no more controlled pace. just uncoordinated but desperate back forth movements. finishing against my thigh with their face buried in my neck.

“good puppy.” hand stroking their hair slow. “such a good girl/boy.” pulling them close. holding them. “you waited so well for me, just like how i asked you to. i’m so proud of you.“​​​​

[leaveityaara-deactivated2022091]

Hey (with the intention of making you so horny you can’t sleep at night without masturbating to the thought of me)

[frenchvelvetkisses]

there’s a specific look in your eyes when you realize I’m not going to stop. I’m going to keep my hand wrapped around your throat, just enough to remind you who owns your air while my other hand ruins you. I want to feel you pulsing around my fingers. I want you desperate and leaking while I whisper how proud I am of this mess you’ve made, how much I love seeing you like this. you’re going to stay pinned under my weight until I’ve drained every ounce of fight out of you. making you cum as many times as I desire.

[drkthoughts-k]

I love when boys get so horny they literally start trembling and their breath and voices are shaky cuz they can barely control themselves.

[butch4brat]

I'm obsessed with the memory of you underneath me, begging me to fuck you, you clutching the sheets, burying your head in the pillow, crying my name when I finally let you finish. I live for this.

[kysluts]

i think of riding his pretty cock like he’s my personal dildo while shoving my fingers into his pretty mouth till he’s gagging on them at least once a day #heaintevenknowit

[pr3ttypunisher]

need you to wanna touch yourself every time you think about me

[borrowed-thoughts]

I hate that she has to work and go out why can’t she just stay tied to my bed :(

[tempestbunny]

i love being a switch like yes i am so cozy and soft and pretty for you but i also want to make you whine and whine until you’re begging me to cum

[frenchvelvetkisses]

I love the way you tremble when you know I’m about to take everything from you. relax those shoulders sweetheart. keep your chest pressed to the bed I want that pretty arch perfectly displayed for me. I love feeling your pulse jump right under the skin of your neck when I whisper how much I’m going to ruin you. I’m going to mark your skin to show the world that I spent the night taking everything you had to give. I want to wrap my hand around the back of your neck not to hurt you but to remind you exactly who owns your breath.

I’m going to start with a single finger, tracing where you need me most, mocking how wet you already are for me. when I finally sink two fingers inside you, I want to feel your hips try to buck just to pin them down until you’re forced to take the friction. I’m going to be so thorough it’ll feel like a fever. and once I taste you, once my tongue finds that sweet spot, I want you to try and remember your own name.

I’ll grip your hips until my knuckles turn white, holding you in place through your shakes. I’ll praise you through the gasps, telling you how perfect you feel and how good you taste. I’ll hold you through it. you’re stunning when you’re completely mine. by the time I’m done, your thighs will be marked by my grip and you’ll be so overstimulated you won’t be able to crawl away. you’ll just lay there a broken little mess.

[heavy-are-the-hips]

I love teasing you in public. you hide it so badly, which is pretty much exactly what I want- seeing you flustered, trying to control yourself and failing. 

it's adorable.

I like finding out how much you can handle, what you think is too much. how far I can slide my foot up your leg before you whisper that people can see. how deep I can sink my finger into your waistband before you tense and move my hand away.

my poor puppy. 

but you're enjoying this too. you want to know what I can get away with just as much as I do. if your limit is just that little bit beyond what you thought it was. maybe I can leave my hand where it is after all...