it starts slow, it always does.
first, thinking youre a lesbian, you oogle over "butches" and tomboys and mascs. their arms and hands, their thighs and masculine frames... but soon its not enough
you shift slightly to looking for pictures of masculine people with more muscle and definition, more strength in their arms lined with bulging veins... and you get curious about how far that tight muscle goes
perhaps you cushion your curiosity by starting to get used to watching straight porn, for the women of course. you watch the women scream and moan, their breasts bouncing, their pussies so wet and glistening with sweat and their own cum... as a cock, a real cock, pumps and slams and spills deep inside them. and you watch the woman's pussy because youre a lesbian, you watch the cock throb as it empties load after load... and youre not looking at the cock, youre only watching the pussy... because youre a lesbian, right?
for days after the sound of her moans, so loud and desperate, fill your mind. sounds you never heard a woman make in lesbian porn. but how could a cock make a woman feel that good? how could it seem to feel... better than being with another woman?
this time you watch the video again and let yourself glance at the man. and your own pussy swells with soft tingling heat. your desire for muscles and strength is right there in the Man, and they harden as he fucks her harder, deeper, faster and she's screaming with pleasure and he's grunting and moaning too. your breath is quick as your clit starts to swell also. is that what it feels like? is it better than this? your dyke fingers slide between your thighs and you gasp as you brush your pussy lips. your dripping. from watching a Man fuck.
by now, the sound of the Man's grunting and moaning and degrading dirty talk is all thats in your mind, and every passing thought of Him makes your cunt tighten with desire all over again. and not just that, your nipples pucker and push against every shirt you wear, rubbing eagerly against the fabric, seeking touch and teasing.
in every Man you pass in public you are glimpses of the man from the video. in hands gripping steering wheels or door handles, in arms stretched and tensing as they lift boxes or greet their friends, hear his heavy breaths in their laughter and huffing breathing as they run to cross the street past you. and your panties soak as your lesbian pussy craves Him. craves a Man against you, ontop of you, inside you.
at home you're desperate, drooling as you seek out more and more videos of more and more Men. you desperately rub your clit as you listen to them moan and stroke their cocks til they gush with cum that runs down their shafts, as they fuck the throats and cunts and asses of woman who used to apparently turn you on, but what you felt for women is nothing like what you feel for Men. they've never sent you into a dizzy dribbling spell of need, never left you feeling insane from emptiness. your fingers pumping inside you aren't enough. your vibrators and even dildos arent enough.
you need to feel it, a Man, a cock, hot and throbbing deep inside your pussy. and that realisation makes you cum harder than a woman ever did or could.
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