not here anymore

find me at @lesbian-spider-slime-girl now

[horny-for-slime]

hey everyone!!!!

ive migrated my blog to @horny-for-slime-girls idk why it wont link. anyways. thats where i am now!

im gonna slowly delete posts from here starting... idk when exactly. but i will.

however! i will try and preserve my favorites. so. theres that.

[horny-for-slime]

trick or treat :33

trick! because you sent me three asks that were all the same!!

the trick is...

this account is now over at @horny-for-slime-girls

[hestiashearthandfire]

get you a girl who’ll shove goldfish into her mouth and swallow it all like it’s cum while symptomatically working and going to have a low blood sugar

[hestiashearthandfire]

get you a girl who’ll shove goldfish into her mouth and swallow it all like it’s cum while symptomatically working and going to have a low blood sugar

[hestiashearthandfire]

get you a girl who’ll shove goldfish into her mouth and swallow it all like it’s cum while symptomatically working and going to have a low blood sugar

[fonstermucker]

Send me a number:

Please rail me

I want to rail you

I'd let you dom me

I want you to be my sub

I want to tie you up

I want to be tied up

I'd let you bite me

I want to mark you up

I like it fast and rough

I like it slow and gentle

I don't really know you but I think you're hot

I want you to moan for me

I'd moan for you

I want to kiss you

I want to make out with you

I want to feel you up

I want you to feel me up

Let's do it in public

Let's masturbate together

I want to be blindfolded/gagged

I want you to be blindfolded/gagged

You'd look cute in lingerie for me

I'd look cute in lingerie for you

I want to give you head

I want you to give me head

My kinks are ____, are you into those as well?

(Put anything else you want here)

[hestiashearthandfire]

i’m cold. s-so someone should magically appear to kidnap me and make me warm :( i dont wanna work!

[supervisor-00]

Calling tgirls pumpkin because I'm going to carve a hole in them and fuck it

[horny-for-slime]

ugh i need a pussy

[horny-for-slime]

fyi prob gonna delete this blog sometime soon and switch over to a different one. dont want my main getting blown up if this one blows up

[cutiehypnobabe-deactivated20240]

reblog this post to give the person you reblogged it from bigger breasts

[losergirlmelody]

Your best friend’s dirtbag older sister. Smokes too much weed, talks too loud, always crass and rude. You were in love with her. Her parents called it rebellion. She called it freedom. Called you “kiddo.” Primarily because you scrunched up your face and yelled when she first said it. Secondarily because you stopped being upset about it at some point.

Your first kiss is on her bed. The sun sets through the big window, painting her skin beautiful shades. You’d agreed to smoke some weed with her. Asked, really. Life was stressful and even if you couldn’t break the bars of your cage as easily as she seemed, a single night of caring less would help. She talks you through what she does, every twist of the grinder shearing away the roughness in her voice. You don’t even realize you’ve drifted closer by the time she lights the joint.

You can’t stop her once her hand is on your neck. Her lips crash into yours, a sudden surprise followed by stinging smoke. She laughs wickedly as you cough your brains out, offering you water and rubbing your back apologetically.

You should’ve known it wasn’t mutual. You’re so busy cursing yourself for getting excited, you don’t notice the genuine concern budding on her face even after your spree ends.

“Hey, kiddo, I’m sorry. I thought…I dunno, I thought it’d be funny to shotgun your first hit. You’re always staring at my lips so…I thought, ah, fuck, Nevermind.” Her hand cups your face so delicately. Big soft hands, pulling your gaze from the sheets to her eyes. Your face heats up. Thank god you can blame it on the weed, “hey, talk to me. You okay? We can totally bail and pretend this never happened.”

But that’s not what you want. You want it to have happened, you wanted to kiss her. Maybe you even thought you’d get a chance today. It’s mortifying and embarrassing for her to have done it as a joke. You can’t SAY that, she already apologized.

“Oh, no, you’re not ‘fine’. You’re trying to burn a hole in the floor with your eyes, supergirl. You think you can lie to me? Who has been covering for your asses for years, huh? I know your signs. Neither you or Nance are any good at lying. Tell me.”

It hurts. She’s right. You croak out the truth through a burning throat.

“You…didn’t want it to be a joke? What do you…oh. Oh, honey. Hey, kiddo, look at me.” Her hand corrects your line of sight again, “are you saying…you wanted to kiss me?” You’ve never heard her sound this soft before, this tender. It’s…nice. Like floating your head in the bath. Or maybe that’s the weed, “All you ever had to do was ask. I wasn’t gonna make a move on my lil sis’ bestie. Can you imagine how mad she’d be? Fuck…she’ll be mad at me for this, too.” It’s not a crash this time. A gentle, soft, intentional kiss. Drawn out, not interrupted by the acrid sting of smoke. As she pulls away, you follow, desperate for more, “Is this okay?” You nod. Everything outside the room fades away. Your shame, your embarrassment, your fear. They all melt away as she pulls you into her arms. Her hands begin to roam over your clothes, and you’re too far gone to wish you’d bothered matching this morning.

A jolt at her fingers find your nipple, drawing out a precious moan you didn’t mean to make.

“There ya go, make pretty noises like that for me, kiddo.” How are you supposed to resist that voice? The edge completely gone, the boisterous butch who cussed out men for being creepy to you currently has one hand up your shirt while the other traces patterns over your skin. Everything is warm, “Hey, kiddo.” She snaps her fingers. Brought back by the sound, you look up, “two things. One: I’m down to do this, but you have to promise me you’ll tell me to stop if it goes too far. I like you and I don’t wanna run you off. Two: do you want another hit?” You shake your head. Nothing to interfere. You want to be as present as possible for this, “Okay, more for me then.” She leans away, ember glowing briefly before she quashes it into the ashtray on her nightstand, dropping her voice as she returns to your ear,

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this. You’ve always been so cute, so shy around me. It got me soaked to picture you struggling underneath me. But it seems like you won’t be struggling very much, will you?” You struggle to answer, caught between flustered and embarrassed. With a nod, you prompt her to continue, “Look, I kept it real quiet cuz i didn’t know if you even liked girls, let alone someone like me. I liked watching you get flustered when I teased you.” Memories waft up amid the sunbeams, many times she’d enter a room where you were hanging out with Nancy, always with a crass phrase like “you twerps rubbing pussies in here or what?” And while you never were, the thought hasn’t failed to cross your mind. Suddenly, your face gets hot at the realization that it was both antagonistic and exploratory. Did she want to…?

Her lips capture yours again before you can chase that thought. You melt into her touch before she lowers you to the mattress. You gaze up through half-lidded eyes as she unbuttons her shirt. It’s nothing you haven’t seen before—you’d heard the phrase “put a fucking shirt on” from everyone in the house but her at least once—but the sight makes your breath catch in your throat all the same. Radiant. That’s a good word. She just laughs and gestures, “Cmon, I’ll lead, you follow.”

You remove your top as well, a step behind her as she flings her bra aside. Any attempt to follow that is futile. Your eyes are locked on her gorgeous breasts. She doesn’t fail to notice and laughs that sweet laugh you’ve heard so much. The teasing one, the “I win” laugh. She gently guides your hands up until they rest on her bosom, “Go ahead, kiddo, feel me up. You’ve been wanting to, right?” You nod, too embarrassed to admit such a thing out loud, “Kind of a pervert move, babe, wanting to grope your best friend’s sister? God, she’d be so grossed out if you told her. Not that you’re going to, right? It can be our little secret for today.” You nod again, squeezing her breasts in your hands. They’re amazing. Round, full, soft, heavy in your hands. Really, you’re a little envious, “you having fun? Can I do yours next?” You mutter a soft plea, “what was that, kiddo? I didn’t get that.”

A single word that set everything for the night into motion, “Please.”

“Lift up.” Something in her voice shifts, hungrier than before. You comply before her arms dart around your chest, unhooking your bra and tossing it aside in a maneuver you would later recognize as extremely practiced, “Good girl. Keep your hands on my tits.” Meanwhile, hers grasp for your own, sending ripples of pleasure across your frame. Her rough thumbs graze your nipples as she massages your breasts, intense and deliberate. You lock eyes with her after yours come back from rolling into your head, and there’s a spark there you didn’t see moments prior. Something…feral. Lustful. The tension builds, upwards and upwards, until the sound of the front door slamming jars you both from the horny fog settled in the room.

“Hey, Sis? My friend is coming over so make sure you’ve got a shirt on, okay?” Nancy called through the house. Fuck. You forgot to reply to her with when you were coming over. Not only were you already here, but neither of you had a shirt on.

“She’s already here, I was just keeping her company!” She yells back, dismounting your hips to retrieve discarded clothes. Her voice falls to a whisper as she returns with your bra, “hey, I meant what I said. If you’re interested, we could pick this up another time? Maybe…get some coffee, or a lunch first?”

That sounds nice.

[angelface39]

I want to be a good girl, that means...

I want to be used I want to be stretched I want to be easy I want to be exploited I want to be stripped I want to be subservient I want to be docile I want to be weak I want to be fucked I want to be mindless I want to be a hole I want to be obedient I want to be slutty I want to be wet I want to be gropped I want to be pretty I want to be choked I want to be a fucktoy

I want to be girly!!

[angelface39]

I want to be a good girl, that means...

I want to be used I want to be stretched I want to be easy I want to be exploited I want to be stripped I want to be subservient I want to be docile I want to be weak I want to be fucked I want to be mindless I want to be a hole I want to be obedient I want to be slutty I want to be wet I want to be gropped I want to be pretty I want to be choked I want to be a fucktoy

I want to be girly!!

[angelface39]

I want to be a good girl, that means...

I want to be used I want to be stretched I want to be easy I want to be exploited I want to be stripped I want to be subservient I want to be docile I want to be weak I want to be fucked I want to be mindless I want to be a hole I want to be obedient I want to be slutty I want to be wet I want to be gropped I want to be pretty I want to be choked I want to be a fucktoy

I want to be girly!!

[sunniedaze00]

You, lying on a bench in front of a lesbian bar. Getting your mouth and pussy used and abused by two tgirl friends. They finish inside you, and leave you there. Onlooking tgirls didn't know you were friends with them, just thought you were free use. Two take their place on either end of you, thrusting their cocks in at the same time keeping the previous load inside. The crowd of onlooking dolls chat while waiting their turn. "ooh they're so pretty" Two tgirls cum in you. "they're so good with their mouth" You get two more loads. "look at their cunt gripping her cock!" You start quivering. "I'm not sure they can take much more" each hand is now stroking a girl "nah, we just need to pin them down better" hands grip your shoulders and thighs "they're such a good girl, aren't they" you've lost count of the number of ladies who've cum inside you. "How can they even take this much" At this point each new load forces a previous one to drip out to make space. "Looks like we're the last two, yeah?" They fill you up. You're on the verge of tears but you did so well. You notice tallies written in sharpie covering large portions of your body. The tallies wrap around your beautiful, exhausted, overstimulated body. You'll need help counting, but luckily the first girls to use you, come back, holding a towel, a blanket, some snacks, and water. They'll help you count. Right now, focus on recovering. It takes a lot of energy to be such a good girl

First, my jaw dropped when I opened this and saw how long it was lol

Second, yes please yes please yes please yes please. Need to spend a night at a kink dungeon being the free use cuntgirl that everyone is dying for a taste of. I need to leave with more cum inside of me than there has ever been before. Carry me home, clean me up, and then eat me out as a reward afterwards so I know what a good job I’ve done.

[horny-robot-dragon]

same vein as with Inky, I'd want to bind you up, except I'd want to just sit you next to me and play with you casually whenever I need something to fidget with. Pump your gock every so often. Twist your nipples. Never let you cum, of course

@//@ this. This is what I want…