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@idiotang3l
Howdy, I'm Idiot Angel 💖
Trans Man he/him • Queer • Partnered
all tips go towards top surgery
This is my nsft account #idiotangel for my posts • I follow from my main @absolutedad
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Adults only NSFW 🔞 He/Him 🏳️⚧️ 25 Aussie | LAND BACK | NO PRIDE IN GENOCIDE Check out my pinned post for more about me!
Ghost Yuri (p1/p2/p3/p4) by Chechona
Having some cute thing with her hands tied behind her back, a gag in, bent over with her soft little tits hanging down with weighted clamps on her nipples, forced to buck her hips to fuck either a single ring of my thumb and forefinger, or fucking herself onto just one of my fingers until she finally manages to cum with no other stimulation other than me encouraging her to keep going and the swinging weights on her tits
Hi! Today, you will be thinking about boobs.
Two of you could be rubbing your cocks together inside my pussy right now. And yet...
Having a partner who pimps me out wouldn't fix me, but it would make me cum really hard.
big heavy boobs in a tank top with no bra and nipples showing send post
Older butch mechanic who got implants when she was younger and in her party girl bimbo gender conforming phase, never bothered to get them removed, so she's got big ol' bolt ons stretching out her tank tops, poking out of flannel, tenting every shirt she wears. Never bothers with bras and says it's one of the perks (and cackles like a hyena every time she says that) of having them
Buzz cut, stubble, covered in oil stains and grease and minor burns and bruises, legs lazily spread as she sits down with a beer after a long day of servicing vehicles for her clients, massive tits just constantly present
Sometimes if one of her apprentices or another mechanic seems like they're not paying attention she'll do a couple of heel raises so they bounce and if she sees their eyes/head bobbing, she smacks them in the head and tells them to get their asses in gear they're here to work
Cute femme clients come in and she always swoops on them because she always loves seeing how flustered they get seeing her sweaty cleavage, emphasised when she ties her coveralls under her tits to draw the eye to them
Occasionally she takes a "smoke break" when one really catches her eye and invites them into her office while they're waiting for their oil to be changed or whatever
Their mechanic shop has so many 5 star reviews and referrals by word of mouth they're never short of work
thank god for puffy pussy btw
thoughts about leaking milk through clothes? unable to take them off and forced to soak through it, maybe because they’re too tight from them growing, or social conventions? :3
Oh, I love it! Seeing milk soak through a tight top is one of the hottest things in the world. I love it especially when it comes almost as a punishment for hubris.
This particular cow thinks that she understands herself fully. She sees herself as apart from those other dumb, ditzy, horny cows who let their bodies control them. She's smarter. She's different. She's the one in control. When she goes out in public, wearing tight clothing doesn't concern her in the slightest. Her whole day has been mapped out, down to the exact timing of her various pumpings, guaranteeing that she balances her personal life with the needs of her body. Her plan is as thorough as it is flawless!
And then something happens.
Maybe the bus hits traffic and she's late to her first milking, throwing the rest of the day off balance. Maybe it's her own fault, getting distracted and losing track of time. Maybe it's both! Regardless of what exactly the cause is, her schedule doesn't go to plan and, suddenly, she realizes just how tenuous the whole thing really was.
Suddenly, she's trying to muddle through her day while her udders swell larger and engorge with milk. She knows her schedule so well that she knows just how long it'll be before she can next sneak away to milk herself. Denial sets in. It'll be fine, she tells herself. Just stick to the plan. Trust the process. It'll all work out.
Her body has other plans. Almost insulted at the idea that she could just wait it out, her udders seem to go into overdrive, making more and more milk by the second. She forces a smile even as her shirt gets tighter over her bust, riding up, turning translucent as it stretches. The pressure of her milk grows and grows until it reaches the point where she almost can't make it anymore.
She doesn't notice the release, at first. The milk doesn't let down all at once. As her supply pushes past her max capacity, only the overflow leaks out. And leak out it does. She still has to deal with the tightness and the aching and the swelling, all while her shirt is growing more and more damp. The darkened spot spreads rapidly, clinging to her tits, making it painfully obvious what's happening to her. By the time she realizes what that strange coolness on her chest is, it's far too late to stop it. Even if she were to scramble and run to the closest spot she can milk, assuming there was one at all, her top is already drenched and her day is ruined.
She thought she could control it. She thought she was better.
She was wrong.
She's a cow, big and soft and milky.
And that's all she'll ever be.
big heavy boobs in a tank top with no bra and nipples showing send post
Thinking about making a roommate deal with being my free use toy
They're trying to relax before bed but I just got back from the gym so now they're throating my massive bitchbreaker while sniffing my musk <3
Before noon I've already cummed inside them twice and now their top was "too revealing" and they're giving me a titjob with a bored expression.
They have to study for a test so they don't even bother wearing pants and just let me slam fuck their cunt for hours while they try to focus on the material.
They don't seem interested in leaving tho...
tentacle monster who loves to force a bunch of aphrodisiac in me and then hold me in embarrassingly exposing positions and then enjoy the show as i struggle and moan and beg while it doesn't give me any stimulation at all
i love the way a trans’s boy’s cunt swells when he’s hard, how his t-dick peeks out from under his hood, pink and slick. i love pressing my thumb against it and feeling him buck into my hand, desperate for more friction. i love the way his hole clenches around nothing when i pull out, how he begs me to fill him back up.
i love licking a trans’s boy’s cunt until he’s shaking, how his thighs tighten around my head, his fingers twisted in my hair. i love the taste of him, salty and sweet, the way his slick coats my lips. i love how he moans when i suck his t-dick into my mouth, his whole body arching off the bed.
i love the sound of a trans’s boy’s cunt, all wet and obscene when i fuck him with my fingers. i love the way his hole grips me, the little 'squelch' of my palm hitting his thighs. i love hearing him whimper with every thrust, how his breath catches when i curl my fingers just right.
i love the mess of a trans’s boy’s after i’m done with him, his cunt red and swollen, his thighs sticky, his hole gaping and empty. i love the way he looks at me, half-lidded and fucked out, silently asking for more. i love pulling him close and feeling his pulse race against my chest.
I got fucked within an inch of my life last night, and teased and edged for hours this morning. My stomach aches. I need more. I’ve been so cockdrunk all day that I literally can’t think straight, but I can’t fuck myself because my owner has told me that he wants me to stay empty in order to tighten up for tonight. He likes working me open. I just keep pressing on my bruises to make myself get wet. Hhhhhh I’m so slut brained rn that I think that anyone could walk up to me and push inside me and I’d just giggle and moan. Later tonight I’m getting tied up, gagged, forced to stay quiet, possibly dripped on with hot wax, and forcibly bathed + fucked in the shower. Hopefully spanked and photographed as well. I have not gotten any important work done but I don’t even care 😵💫 my boypussy has taken the wheel.
Guess who got unexpectedly fisted that night 😵💫
One moment, he was fingering me and warning me that if I kept moaning for more like a filthy slut, that he was “really going to give it to [me].” The next moment, I felt his thumb breech the rim of my cunt.
i was making noises that i didn’t know i could make. He was literally ripping them out of me. I have never felt like such a fucktoy. I moaned and screamed obscenely with each thrust, i could not hold back at all.
Ass up, hands bound, feeling the burn from the last knuckle pushing inside me, knowing with doom and delight that I’m about to take whatever he wants me to take and there’s nothing i can do at that point…….
He kept prompting me to try to speak just so he could laugh at my stuttering and moaning and babbling interrupting everything i tried to say. It was so hot. My brains were too fucked out to realize that he was doing this deliberately at the time- i just kept desperately trying and failing over and over to answer his questions. I was attempting to communicate like I was a human being, and he thought it was adorable. Each thrust reminded me that I’m not. I got extremely turned on knowing that I couldn’t have coherently safe worded even if I’d tried my hardest (but rest assured, I had no desire to).
He told me he could feel my heart beat and every little twitch of my boypussy. I felt so exposed. I couldn’t hide anything from him. He started calling me all kinds of degrading names just to feel which ones made me twitch the hardest. Eventually i couldn’t curse or plead anymore, i was reduced to a dumb moaning animal when he started punching as deep as he could into my hole. I felt impaled. I couldn’t have crawled away if I tried, I just writhed helplessly. The pain felt so good. There was so little space left inside me that I was scared I was going to piss myself involuntarily. I was cumming so excessively that I momentarily feared that I already had pissed, and then turned red, realizing that it didn’t even matter if I theoretically had, because I was not in control anyways.
Then he said, “God, you are good at taking it aren’t you? That’s what you’re good for. Taking it. You’re so fun to break.” And i would’ve cum violently if not for the overwhelm. All I could think was good at taking it. Good at taking it. Good at taking it.
I was wrecked by the end, but when he pulled out, I still moaned, “E-empty…” in a pitiful tone. I have to admit that my pussy has felt extra empty and cockhungry any time it’s not being filled ever since that night.
It’s truly impressive that i managed to take him with no prep, virtually no warning, no lube, and fairly minimal blood. Once it was over, I didn’t even really hurt (just some sore stomach muscles from clenching with arousal), and I felt ready to take another fist tbh. I felt like such a slut for being able to gape for him like this 😵💫 when i told him, proudly, that I’d spent the last year size training myself and creaming my cervix with estradiol just so I could take more, he sarcastically praised me again for being so easy to violate.
He’s been tucking a red bandanna in my back pocket ever since, just to show off how fistable I apparently am
Men that eat it then put it in & then take it out & eat it again.
it's the era of the asexual pervert
